Her First Time
The very attractive blonde client returned from the dressing area conscious of her naked full breasts swaying gently beneath her pink leather jacket. She could feel the cool silk lining stimulating her sensitive nipples, drawing them into erect points. Was it the silky caress or was it just her excitement making them erect?
"Oh, you have a lovely smile Sharon! Now I'll have you sit over there on the armchair with your legs off to one side. Open the jacket a bit so we can see your skin. Nice. A bit more and shift your arms onto the armrests. Turn toward the camera now and give me a sultry look. That's it."
Sharon was already relaxed and starting to enjoy this, posing in front of Joannie at the studio. They were just beginning her glamour photo session. The cool glass of Chablis had helped to remove some of her nervousness and probably some of her inhibitions too.
"Ready to show me more? Good. Let the jacket slip off your shoulders so it is about half-way across your breasts. Like that. Sexy look for me now. Lower the leather a little more. Yes. And now some more so the nipples are just coming into view. Are you OK with this? More skin? Good."
"A little lower now so the whole nipple is exposed. Excellent! That looks very nice! Now undo all the jacket snaps and then let it slide right down your arms from the shoulders. Move your arms open now so that the camera can see those lovely breasts. Perfect. Pull your arms through and let the coat rest on your lap."
Sharon sat in the armchair in her bikini panties with the leather jacket across her, exposed now from the waist up. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest because she had never done anything quite like this before. Well, her husband had taken some pinup photos of her, but this was different- a professional studio with a complete stranger.
"Are you comfortable so far? How you are feeling is everything in this business. Great. I thought so. Now bring your hands up beneath those nice boobs and cup them. Real handfuls. Oh how I envy you, Sharon. I sure didn't get my fair share. Hold them forward and up like an offering of ripe fruit...grapefruit, eh." Both women laughed at the photographer's little joke.
"Brush your fingers over your nipples to stiffen them even more- it looks better in the photos. That's it. Can you lift your boobs now while using two fingers to roll your nipples? Big smile. Perfect! My god, you are so sexy, Sharon!"
Sharon could feel her pussy getting moist as her whole body became stimulated by what she was doing right now. "This is amazing!" she thought. "I feel so hot doing this while she takes pictures of me. I feel like such a bad, bad girl, the way I want to show myself to her camera."
Joannie continued shooting while moving to different positions, telling her to follow the camera with a sexy smile. Then she had Sharon go to the dressing room to change into the black lingerie her new client had brought today for posing.
Soon Sharon emerged in a stretchy one-piece body suit, all lacy and mostly sheer, so that it showed a great deal of skin everywhere. There was no underwear beneath, so her neatly trimmed bush and her nipples were partially visible.
"That's very nice, Sharon. I'll bet your husband likes it, right? That's probably why you chose it today." Joannie knew the studio business after years of experience and understood how important it was to quickly develop a friendly, personal rapport with a new client.
"One of his favourites. It usually doesn't stay on me for very long, if you know what I mean?" Sharon was already feeling very comfortable with her photographer as they shared more laughter. And Joannie was picking up her client's sexual vibe.
"Lots of peek-a-boo appeal with that one, so let's move to the bed over there. You can pretend you're posing nude if you like, because with that lacy body suit you are and you aren't at the same time. Sound like fun to you? Good, let's do it."
"Start by coming to your knees on the bed. It is soft, so you'll have to spread your knees fairly far apart for balance. Give me that sultry look and move your upper body into different poses. Excellent. It seems is like you've posed before?"
Sharon simply shook her head in the negative, then asked, "What else should I do now? A few with my arms up over my head, maybe?" She knew that shots like this would highlight her tits and Mark would like that. Joannie took some more photos, then was ready to move on.
"Stretch out on your stomach now, propped up on your elbows, as if you're reading a book. Look back over your shoulder. Move your legs apart again. Farther. Don't worry, you're covered there. Bend your knees so your feet are in the air. Now lift a bit on this side so I see your breast. Hold it. You look very inviting like that and your nipple is right through the lace. Your man is going to love it."
"If you were my husband, this outfit would have been on the floor ten minutes ago!" Sharon joked. Client and photographer had quickly become quite at ease in the little studio that she had found.
Less than an hour before, it had been a very different story. The butterflies in Sharon's stomach felt more like eagles as she put her finger to the doorbell. She was a few minutes early for her appointment, and after sitting in her car a while to calm herself, she decided to go ahead with this foolish thing. It would be her first time taking her clothes off for a stranger, apart from the family doctor. And when the two kids were delivered, of course.
This was different, a glamour shoot with a professional photographer. On a whim, Sharon had decided to arrange a photo session to surprise her husband Mark with pictures for his birthday. She knew it was a gift that he would enjoy, both the photos and the re-enactment afterward.
Sharon was thirty-five years old and wanted to do this while in the prime of her sexuality. Of medium height, she had long shapely legs, a slim waist and ample breasts. Curly blonde hair, deep green eyes, and a sparkling smile all drew attention to her attractive face. She could flash smouldering sexual looks or remain cool and reserved as the mood suited her. Sharon was a very desirable wife, and she was a good mom. Men would call her a MILF.
Sharon and her husband Mark enjoyed a healthy sex life during their dozen years together. She was not shy about sex, but the two of them had always been strictly exclusive. Outgoing and friendly, she tended to draw men to her, but there was never any interest on her part in the advances they attempted. This glamour session with a female photographer was well within the bounds of her sexual interests.
The photographer had greeted her at the door and ushered her into a modest studio at the front of her older home in the city. Then she locked the door behind them, explaining that "No-one must disturb us during your appointment," adding, "And I'll be busy. You never know who might wander in off the street."
Joannie seemed to be both inviting and practical to Sharon. She was over forty, understated in her appearance and very straightforward, a no-nonsense kind of person. Joannie was quick to grin and laugh too. Sharon guessed that she was probably single and likely straight. She would be easy to work with.
As the glamour shoot progressed, the photographer had tried as many different angles and poses with the black body suit as she needed: kneeling, stretched out, sitting with Sharon's legs off to one side, Now she was ready to move on to another outfit.
"What else did you bring for posing, Sharon? We still have plenty of time."
"I have a white bustier with half cups, some white pull up stockings and matching heels."
"Sounds delicious! Matching panties or thong? No matter. You seem very relaxed in front of the camera and you're neatly trimmed there. I'll position you with nothing private showing, OK?" Sharon found the idea of posing without panties very exciting, so she nodded approval and went eagerly to the dressing area. A few minutes later she emerged.
"Oh, you look fabulous in that! These will be great photos for Mark."
The bustier accented Sharon's ample breasts, lifting them to a fullness that showed everything above the areole. It tapered down along her slim waist and followed part of the flare of her hips. The top of a carefully trimmed patch between her long limbs was slightly visible below it.
"A natural blonde I see," the photographer joked. "This looks so good on you, and I hardly need ask your husband's opinion of it."
"Hasn't seen it. I just bought it for today. Glad you like it. Makes me feel very sexy. By the way Joannie, I'm really enjoying this so much! Thank you."
Very sexy was an understatement because Sharon was feeling a bit aroused as she stood before this relative stranger, feeling cool air around a private part of her body, now completely exposed.
"Well, that is definitely a bedroom piece, so come kneel on the front edge of the bed like before, but this time you'll have to keep your legs together. Drop into a sitting position with your legs off to one side. Perfect. Nothing showing. You gave great poses in that black body suit, so do them again. That's it. Good. Sultry look, like you are eager for your man. Oh yes, I see that you are," Joannie said in a teasing way.
"Those were great, so try this. Put your hands above your head, palms together, like diving. Stretch up. Oh, those boobs! Lovely, lovely. Now hands folded behind your neck, chest out. I'll move around, but keep looking at the camera."
"This is fun, Joannie. You are making me feel so sexy! I should have done this long ago."
"Sexy enough to lift those beauties out of the cups and tease them like you did with the jacket? OK, let's do it. Perfect! Yes. And you can shift your legs a bit if you've been holding that pose for too long. A little wider is fine if your husband would like a bit of a flash? Oh, you are so naughty! As much as you want. They're your pictures, right?"
Sharon's heart beat faster as she caressed her nipples to erotic peaks and slipped her thighs a bit farther apart. She was on fire.
"Oh god," she thought, "I almost feel like opening right up to show my pussy to the camera. Fuck! What's gotten into me? If she asked me, I think that I'd even finger my clit for her and let her watch me come right here on the bed!" Then the photographer interrupted Sharon's wicked thoughts.
