(Authors Note: While the events in The Photo Shoot part 1 were a personal experience I had a couple years ago, the events in this story are pure fantasy, and I haven't yet experienced these pleasures yet, but I am keeping my fingers crossed!)
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My husband Brad had asked me to send him some very unusual photos to help him get through his deployment. He wanted pictures of me naked, in sexual situations with another man. The situations were supposed to be simulated, but things got out of control, ( the male model was very hot!) and the ' simulated situations' became very real. In the end, there were two sets of photos, a real one and a fake one. After much internal debate, I sent him the very explicit and downright raunchy ones. I figured that it served him right. To ask me to get in that situation, naked with another man between my legs with his cock inches away from my pussy, ( which had, at that time, been deprived of sex for 7 months!) and expect nothing real to happen was ridiculous!
As soon I sent them off, I began to regret it. I was married to this man, and I loved him very much and did not want to hurt him for anything. He was always so proud of me, and always treated me like a princess. He had his quirks, to be sure, like his need to always show me off, like a prize. He always told me he felt so lucky to be with someone as beautiful as me, although I the truth is I began to like being shown off. I felt like I may have doomed my marriage by this thoughtless act.
About two weeks after I sent the photos, I got a call from Brad.
"So....I got the pictures."
"Oh...look, Brad....I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for it to happen like that, but you put me in an impossible situation, and I didn't want to hide anything from you or to lie..."
"No, don't apologize, I'm not mad...in fact, I really enjoyed them."
"Really? So, you don't mind me fucking another man?"
"Listen baby, I love you so much, that my greatest source of pleasure is seeing you in a state of ecstasy. And by the look of you in those photos, you were definitely in a state of ecstasy! Now don't get me wrong, it would be different if you were doing something behind my back, or cheating."
What a wonderful, odd man I married. I wanted to do whatever it took to make him happy.
"You know that I would never stand for you fucking another woman."
"I know baby, that's not something I want. I want only you, and I don't mind sharing you."
"So, did you have a favorite picture?"
" The one where you are on top of him. Your back is arched, so you must have really been grinding into him. Your arms are around your hair, your eyes are closed, your mouth is open, and both of you are covered in a sheen of sweat. One of his hands is on your thigh, the other is cupping your left breast. It is an incredibly sexy picture. The image is burned into my mind forever."
My hand subconsciously slipped between my legs as he described a moment that I will never forget.
"There was another one I wanted to ask you about. The last one. I assume that wasn't fake semen on your face?"
After thoroughly fucking me, Dave came in my mouth. It was the first time I had ever let anyone do that, including my husband. In the picture, I had cum on my lips and chin. There was so much, it dripped onto my tits.
" I guess I just got so caught up in the moment, I didn't realize what I was doing, I hope you're not mad."
"No, I'm not mad. How did you feel about it?"
" I liked it, although I never thought I would. I can understand why men like it so much. It must be a feeling of complete domination for you guys. I promise, when you come home you can do that to me anytime you want!"
" I'll be very much looking forward to that."
He went on to tell me that he didn't want me to have sex again with Dave or anyone else till he came home in three months. I told him that I may need to take a loan out for batteries for my toys, but I would be good. After hanging up, a flood of memories about that day came over me. The first rush of being naked in front of total strangers, the flash and whir of the camera, and then fucking someone I had only met minutes before, It was all more than I could take, and a long, hot afternoon with my vibrator was the order for the day!
Finally, the magic day arrived, and my prince returned from war. I decided to drive his Vette to pick him up with, so he could drive it back to the house. He loves that car almost as much as he loves me. I wore a sexy little sun dress (with no panties) and high heels to the parade grounds where he would be getting off the bus from the airfield. I noticed a lot of the other wives and girlfriends were wearing their sexiest clothes.
I'm sure I wasn't the only one there who was looking forward to a good, hard fucking after doing without for so long. I was desperately looking for him in the crowd, all those guys looked the same in their uniforms. When I finally spotted him, I ran to him and nearly knocked him over. We kissed deeply, and he lifted me off the ground while hugging me. Very little needed to be said, we just stared into each other's eyes, and kissed again. We grabbed his bags and got in the car.
As we were driving home, he put his hand on my leg just above my knee.
"Do you have any idea how badly I've been aching for you?" he asked
"I know you have, and I've been hurting for you too."
His hand rose higher up my leg.
"I would stare at those pictures, and my cock would get so hard it felt like it was going to explode."
His hand was all the way up my thigh now. We had about a 40 minute ride back to the house, but I could see we probably weren't going to make it. He pulled into the parking lot of a city park and parked towards the back, away from the other cars. I pulled my dress up to my waist and leaned back against the passenger door, giving him better access to me. He just stared at my pussy. I had neatly trimmed the little landing strip above it this morning, just for him. His fingers began to explore. He slowly rubbed circles around my clit.
I began to get wet almost immediately. With his other hand, he entered my hole with his forefinger. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply, it felt so good, like a reunion between long lost friends. As he put a second finger in me, my butt raised off the seat. Still rubbing my mound with one hand, he began to finger fuck me, slowly building up speed. I could feel a sheen of perspiration on my forehead, and was getting close to cumming. With his fingers completely wet now, he put a third one in me. I moaned as I came hard, even actually squirting a little bit.