Wife Discovers Erotic Photography – Chapter 1
Background: The story takes place before digital photography, the Internet, cell phones, etc. ************************ Chris was in his family room going through photographs of his twenty-six year old wife, Stephanie, taken before they were married. He took in his wife's sensual beauty. Stephanie was five-seven and kept herself in shape through exercising and yoga classes. She had a sultry look and blonde wavy hair to her shoulders. Her head was leaning slightly down as she looked...
read more...The Photographer I
Photographer Dillon was learning to speak Russian a little better after a week in Kiev, Ukraine. He found the people friendly and helpful, and a larger percentage of them spoke a bit of English than he had expected. Dillon took every opportunity to practice his Russian, freely starting conversations with the accommodating Ukrainians. He focused his efforts on the beautiful young women of the city when possible. They seemed to find the tall and lean American with a camera...
read more...The Photographer: Part 1, The beginning
I'm thirty years old, a bachelor, and have been a professional photographer for a dozen years. My stock in trade are weddings, babies, family portraits, anniversaries, and pets. Occasionally, there are special situations like a guy dropping to his knees to propose to his girlfriend. That usually works out except for the unusual situation when she says, "No." It is embarrassing for him and for some reason, I feel embarrassed as well. It has happened but fortunately, not too often. So I...
read more...Glamour Shots: Chapter 1
You know how it is when something happens on one of the milestone dates in your life, or one of the ones on the calendar, something that then becomes inextricably tied to that date or that holiday each year when it rolls around? For me, for what I’m going to tell you about next, it started on my birthday, and I suppose I’ll always tie these events to that date. And that, for some reason strikes me as being very odd. Well, really it’s odd that it started at all, regardless of the...
read more...Glamour Shots, Chapter 24
We never made it to the bedroom. By the time we got to the stairs I had to find out how her smooth sex would feel against my lips, so with her skirt hiked up and me kneeling three steps below her I did. She sat on the edge of the landing, leaning back slightly, one hand behind her and legs spread as I kissed my way up her thighs, playing slightly, teasing, but far too eager to dawdle. When my lips met hers she gasped, and tangled her fingers in my hair so that she could feel me moving...
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