I wanted to surprise my husband with some photos of myself taken by a professional. I started to ask around amongst friends. Julie, a friend of mine knew this girl that had worked with this apparently fantastic photographer. Julie emailed me Rebecca's phone number so I called her as soon I received the email. Rebecca was so nice on the phone. She couldn't stop talking about how great this photographer was. I asked her if the photographer was a male or a female and mentioned to her that I am a little apprehensive when it comes to showing even a little bit of skin to someone that I have never met. She said his name was Claude but that he was unbelievably accommodating and respects women wholeheartedly. After my conversation with her I thought that I better look elsewhere for a female photographer. I just want my first time to be stress free. I decided to try the yellow pages to see if I could find someone that I could work with. After several calls I got through to a lady by the name of Krystal who worked out of her home. She was nice on the phone I made an appointment right away.
I showed up at Krystal's house about 15 minutes before my shoot time. There was a note on the front door explaining that the entrance to the studio is around the back. I inadvertently walked around the wrong side of the house and could see into one of the basement windows. Flashes were going off like crazy. When I got closer I saw that there was some type of orgy going on and there was a lady, presumably Krystal taking pictures of these people having sex. I was mortified. I couldn't image rolling around on semen soaked blankets while Krystal was taking pictures of me -- not going to happen. I left in a hurry and never did call Krystal to reschedule.
I hit the yellow pages again and looked at the more professional advertisers. I called a couple of placed and booked appointments at both venues. The first one, Exposure Ltd. was very nice inside the waiting area. I met with a Veronica who was the photographer scheduled for my shoot. She was stunning. I told her that I wanted to have a number of sexy pictures taken of me for my husband. She said she could definitely help me with that. Veronica led me into her studio and asked me to sit in the chair over by the makeup booth. She asked me how much nudity I was comfortable with. I said I could be convinced to have my breasts exposed but felt more comfortable with at least a thong bikini bottom on. She said that was fine.
Veronica began to prepare some makeup while I disrobed. She told me that she used to prepare models before they went down the runway and asked me if she could touch me up so to speak. I said sure. She proceeded to work on my eyes and cheeks. She spent quite a bit of time on my lips. They were glossier than a waxed exotic sports car. Wow did I look hot.
Veronica started to prepare another mixture at the same time that she mentioned most models that expose their breasts have makeup put on their breasts to blend any blemishes and to highlight the nipples more. I thought wow, and explained that I have never had such a thing done and never knew that anyone would do such a thing. I accepted the offer and straightened up my back to push my breasts up toward Veronica. She cupped my left breast and commented that my breast were beautiful for my age. I'm 33 and have really focused on keeping my figure. I am also fairly chesty and proud on it.
She moved a heat lamp over from beside her table. The heat felt really nice. She started to apply the makeup with a very soft brush. It felt so nice and I had to hold back from moaning. I have never been with another woman and never really thought about it. As Veronica applied the makeup to my nipples, my pussy was started to tingle with desire and I could feel my bikini bottoms moistening. I had closed my eyes and was startled when she asked if I was okay. I simply told her that I was feeling fantastic. After a few minutes of painful bliss she announced that I was ready and directed me to lie on the bed in the corner of the room. At first, I thought ohhh my goodness, am I actually going to go through with this and make love to another woman. Then it hit me that she likely meant that she was ready to take pictures of me. The latter proved to be true. I couldn't believe how disappointed I felt. I was fully prepared to maul this woman with my tongue and hoped to receive the same in return.
I got on the bed and felt little concern for my erect nipples. My husband likely wouldn't even notice that they were erect. I looked down at my crotch and realized that there was a visible wet spot on the outside of my bikini. I was a little embarrassed so I kept my legs crossed for the first few shots then Veronica put down her camera and came over to me. My heart started to race again. She opened up my legs and moved me around into a very sexy pose and simply turned around to get her camera again. She took a number of shots and casually mentioned that she could edit the moisture out of the images or leave it in. She licked her lips seductively and suggested that I leave it in.
After a few dozen or so shots she told me that I could get dressed and meet her in her office near the front reception area. I kind of felt rejected and definitely felt sexually frustrated. The whole experience was great but I really needed some relief. I got dressed and met with Veronica. She went over the shots with me on her laptop. I was very impressed. She then directed me to go and see the receptionist for payment details while she burned the images onto a DVD. The receptionist asked for $1,250 dollars. I nearly collapsed. I was in shock and completely didn't realize that a couple of hours worth of taking pictures meant more than a thousand dollars. I paid for my DVD and left.
My husband birthday came and I handed him a small gift box containing a calendar that I prepared with the shots of me from the DVD. He loved the Calendar. While he was flipping through it I casually unzipped his shorts and worked for my afternoon snack. He was beside himself and came very quickly. He tasted so nice. The pineapple that we had eaten the night before must have worked its way through.
It was almost a year later and Jake's birthday was coming up again. I thought that I would make it a yearly thing, at least while my body stayed looking young. Jake always packed that Calendar whenever he went on a business trip. That always excited me. Well, I wasn't prepared to spend another thousand dollars again so I decided to try out that guy Claude. I sifted through some emails and found his number and called. He seemed very at ease on the phone so I asked him if I could meet him before I scheduled a photo shoot with him. He was fine with that but mentioned that his office was closed this week because his receptionist was away on vacation.
The following week I went to his studio and was very impressed with all the sets that he had. There were kitchen sets and bedroom sets and stair sets. All of them were very tastefully done and very clean. He took pride in his work and it really showed. After discussing what type of pictures I was looking for he said that wouldn't be a problem. I went to setup an appointment with his assistant Roxanne. She was incredibly nice and very beautiful too. Her skin was immaculate so I asked her what she used. She said she makes her own cream from a blend of a number of different things. She said it is a special recipe that she may share with me someday. There was a small glass container on her desk and she offered some to me. I applied a small amount to my cheeks. It was incredibly smooth and the aroma was intoxicating. While chatting with her I started to feel very warm all over and somewhat dazed. I said my good byes and left.
While driving home I started to play with one of my nipples. I was in such a state when I got home. I ran upstairs jumped on the bed and for the first time in my life played with my pussy with my fingers until I came. I had no idea what got into me. I couldn't keep the image of Roxanne out of my head. My husband came home early and I nearly ran to greet him. I asked him to fuck me right on the stairs. I felt like a dog in heat.
The two weeks before my appointment went by really fast and I was excited about going to see Roxanne again and to have some more shots of me taken. I showed up 15 minutes early and asked Roxanne if it would be alright if I walked around to pick a set or two before we got started. She said sure. I was feeling a little frisky and wasn't quite sure what types of poses that I would like to try. Looking around I saw this partition wall. Walking around the wall I noticed a weird looking water bed bag of some kind that had no water in it. There was a vacuum system attached to the wall and a series of pictures on the wall of women inside the bag like they were vacuum sealed only they could still breath because there was an opening where their nose and mouth was. The women were naked but there were black circles covering their breasts and vaginal area. At first, I thought what the hell is this, but after looking at the pictures for a while they looked kind of kinky. I do love the feeling of not being able to move when my husband is on top of me. So maybe this would offer the same kind of feeling.
I was startled when I heard Roxanne calling my name so I peered around the corner of the wall and called out to her. She came over and asked me if I want to put on some of her facial cream before we got started. I said sure and started to put some on my left cheek. She dabbed some on her fingers and started to apply some to my right cheek. Her fingers were soft and warm and felt great. She massaged the cream into my cheeks then put some around my lips. The scent of the cream hit me right away. I was momentarily dazed and almost startled when she asked me if I liked the vacuum bed. I sort of winched and said that I don't really think that is my or my husband's thing. I asked her if she had tried it out and if she liked it or not. She said after trying it out, her and her partner bought one for their bedroom. I was not really sure what she was talking about but didn't want to be rude and question what she was getting at.