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Photo Session. I wanted to do something nice for my husband for our first anniversary, and I decided that a professional set of photos of the two of us would be really nice to have. So I looked around and made some calls and found a studio that really caught my interest. It was a one man shop, the owner had been a professional photographer for 30 years, he did all his own developing in-house, he specialized in romantic couple photos, and the prices were right.Before springing the surprise on my...
My head spun and my mind raced a thousand miles an hour to catch up with time that brought me to this narrow street. A street in arts district, a row of quaint and time frozen buildings in this small coastal town I had come to call home. I glanced at the crumpled paper in my left hand one more time to confirm it was the correct address. Sure enough, the numbers I had scratched onto the paper matched those on the face of the restored old building. Once a beautiful home of a wealthy part time...
I wanted to do something nice for my husband for our first anniversary, and I decided that a professional set of photos of the two of us would be really nice to have. So I looked around and made some calls and found a studio that really caught my interest. It was a one man shop, the owner had been a professional photographer for 30 years, he did all his own developing in-house, he specialized in romantic couple photos, and the prices were right. Before springing the surprise on my...
Setting up the show took a lot of effort. First we had to find a gallery that would agree to host the show, one that had enough room for the almost 400 images Helen wanted to display. After a long search, not to mention a lot of rejections, we finally found a gallery willing to give Helen her one-woman show. The name of the gallery was somehow appropriate, "Unexpected Images." The owner of the gallery, Joan Jillen, fell in love with Helen's works the moment she saw them. "You have quite...
Hi Dear friends… I am Manas and I am back with another story which changed my life for good. This is not fake but I play with my luck which has been very good till now. Not keeping you waiting for long, I would jump on the story. I moved to Hyderabad recently due to my job requirement and was getting bored here like hell as the place was new and I was not much familiar with the city. So I was not going out a lot but soon, the boredom made me get back to my hobbies to pass my time. I am a...
I looked at myself in my dressing table mirror, Checking. I’d applied my make up, a variation on the look Alfie always did for me when I was modelling. False eyelashes, black mascara, black eye liner, and black eye shadow. I was pleased with the results. It wasn’t as heavy as Alfie would have done, but then it wasn’t for a photo shoot. It had been a hard day, Jack had spent four hours taking pictures of me, filming me masturbate, fingering my arse, making myself come. He hadn’t fucked me, and I...
Marie had never had her photo taken like this before. She stood in the middle of the room in nothing but black stockings. Her hands lay on the arms of the chairs in front of her while she bent over as her husband instructed, exposing her glistening folds for his camera lens to capture. Her husband had been taking a lot of pictures of her lately. "Capturing her beauty" was the reason he gave for wanting to do this. Most of the photo sessions had been mild until today. As exposed as she was, she...
BDSMPhoto Session Becomes a Threesome While I was in college, my girlfriend at the time (Elizabeth) and her friend Bridget cooked up an idea that started out innocent, but ended in a very surprising way. Elizabeth approached me with the idea. She wanted Bridget to take a picture of us kissing. Just kissing; fully clothed. It sounded more cute than sexy, but I had no problem with it. On the night we were going to take our photo, the three of us were hanging out in my apartment. Bridget looked at...
Before we get into some action, allow me to introduce myself. I am Pratap, a popular photographer in Tamil film industry. Most new aspirants wait in line to get their portfolios done by me, and many directors swear by my name when it comes to still photography. I have had quite a few exciting experiences, which I would really be glad to share with all of you. But there is one particular incident that I want to narrate in detail here, because it got me really excited a lot. I was back from an...
Photo Fantasies: Another Story of the Magic Camera By Heather St. Claire Troy's quest for femininity was a never-ending one. His dream of being female found expression in role play, story writing, and other avenues. But of course, the desire burned so deeply that he would never be satisfied, never fulfilled, until he was female in body as well as in heart and mind. One day, he was involved in a chat with several of his friends at his Yahoo club, "TG Lesbian Fantasies," and someone...
Photo Op By Cal Y. Pygia Stanley Lewis pulled his Toyota Corolla into the Arco gas station, parking behind the red Mustang convertible. The driver, a leggy blonde in a mini-skirt, was refueling her vehicle. Stanley had been driving all morning, having started in Kingman, Arizona, completing the final leg of his trip from Farmersville, Kansas, to Las Vegas, Nevada. He was hot. He was tired. He welcomed the opportunity for a little rest, especially when such a gorgeous babe...
My first girlfriend was horny a lot of the time, she really liked to be fingered lots. One day we went out and went to the cinema and had a nice day out, and I walked her back to the train station so she could get a train back to her house. It turns out we were faster than we both anticipated, and people were sitting on all the benches, so we went and sat together in a passport photo booth, because no one was using it. N o one could really see us and soon we started to kiss, and quickly the...
EroticThe Photo Shoot ? by: Julie O. I remember the day I saw the ad in the paper. It was simple and to the point. Wanted: Model for adult photography shoot. Need men, women and T-girls. Call 555-3627 for interview. I thought about the ad for several days. It seemed to penetrate deep into my mind. The idea of calling dominated my every waking thought. I finally called the number. There was a lengthy message stating that they presently were only looking for pre-op transsexuals....
So much time has passed since then that I hardly know where to begin. I'm not even sure I can remember where I left off. Please excuse me for a moment... "Sarah and Vicky!! You stop that this instant!!" Those two look so much like their mothers. And just like their mothers they can be a real handful sometimes. Oh, you don't know who I'm talking about? Sarah and Vicky are my grandchildren. Gosh, I guess there's a lot I haven't told you about yet. I'm sorry, excuse me again for just...
There was a young man of Kildare Who was fucking a girl on the stair. The bannister broke, But he doubled his stroke And finished her off in mid-air. Chapter I It began on the way home from school. Rod had stayed late, working with his fellow students on the school yearbook, and was carrying a school 35mm camera home with him. The thrills of capturing life on a still picture was initially exciting to the teen, but soon lost its thrill, though it was plainly obvious to...
(everything I post is a true story)I'm a photographer and have my own studio. I meet a lot of sexy women but stay very professional and do not even flirt. The other day out of the blue, I hear from a sexy BBW I dated a while ago. She is asking for a photo session, maybe some boudoir. I was hesitant, but me and her were always on the same freaky wavelength: Get together, have fun, respect each others private lives. It's because of this that I said yes and set up a time to meet at my studio.In...
Photo Opportunity (M/ff, NC, B&D)by Quin***************************************************************** STANDARD DISCLAIMER ===================The following piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment and has been posted only to an age appropriate area of the Internet. If it is found in any other place this is not the responsibility of the author.All characters in this story are fictitious, any similarity...
If I would have asked my wife Janet, "Do we need to put some spice back into our marriage?" I'm certain she would have agreed. We always enjoyed sex, but, as the song lyric goes, the thrill was gone. Our actions had become monotonous. Her demeanor during sex was one of obligation, not pleasure. But being the misguided soul that I am, I asked an even stranger question. "Honey, do you have the urge to sleep with anyone else?" "Sam! Of all the things you could ask me! Really!" I noticed...
You look good my darling slut, standing in the corner with your hands on your head, dressed in your old school uniform. Even at the grand age of twenty-seven it still fits your slim figure beautifully. My cock is already so very hard. The flash goes off, and I give you an order, "Lift the skirt slut" I watch as your hands slowly and teasingly lift up the skirt exposing your ass and white school knickers. The flash goes again. "Over the chair slut" I watch you lay across the chair, before I walk...
FetishI was in the garage, inside my homemade darkroom developing some pictures of an antique car show I had been at a month or so ago when I heard the outside door buzzer ring. Photography has been my hobby and passion ever since high school some twenty five years ago and I spend most weekends on photo shoots or developing shots I have already taken. I looked around the darkroom and made sure everything was alright, turned on the interior lights and went out into the garage and opened my backdoor. I...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen."Oh, Mr. Wankles! You just don't understand." The little fat fairy plonked herself down onto the dandelion pouffe, causing her skirt to fly up and reveal her rather substantial knickers."Ooo, purple lace today, Daisy," leered Mr. Wankles."Certainly is, young-fella-me-lad," she sighed."And what sort of a problem cannot be solved by purple lace knickers?" The gnome sat back in his cumbersome velour...
SupernaturalThe nature all around us is wonderful ! It is so full of life, so full of gifts just laying there for you to pick ! Every forests, every lakes, every mountains can sustain your needs, if you know where to look ! It was Sara's case. The 25 years old blonde loved to walk and hike in the surrounding forests and hills of her hometown. By now, she could identified almost every birds, trees, flowers living there. She also had a very good knowledge about mushrooms, growing a lot between the logs and...
Mind ControlIt was just another day at the Union Plaza Mall a very boring day as it was mid week and customer traffic was very slow...Hi my name is Justine Banks and I run a small boutique at this mall we sell all sorts of feminine attire from shoes to scarves to sexy hats we will dress you head to toe LOL that's our motto anyway its fun most of the time helping women decide on what to buy whether it is to tease or just to please themselves I have a flair for finding what they need… I was just closing up...
Fuck A Cheerleader Fundraiser Let’s have a “Fuck A Cheerleader Fundraiser.” It was a ridiculous idea to say the least but it certainly got everyone’s attention when I said it during the meeting. The ladies on the committee were appalled and called me a sexist pig…and that was the most polite thing that I had heard. The men laughed but I knew that they all wanted to fuck one of those amazing young ladies as much as I did. Anyway the meeting was a shamble after that and it broke up with...
Hey, its me Rajaa back with my new horny story. Directly onto story, i was comming back to my village after 3 years. I was in Mumbai for the past 3 years doing my degree in Photography. I had just completed my degree and was looking for a job. Due to some family issues i had to return to my village. My village was a backward area but because my father was rich, i didn’t face any problem with my studies and my finances. So i am a good looking , well built, rich handsome photographer…. thats what...
The F4F Fundraiser Our university has a preschool on campus for the children of our older students and our younger professors. The annual “F4F” Fundraiser covers the expenses and there is no cost for the parents of those children. The “F4F” Fundraiser was started by our Sororities with the financial help of our Fraternities. “F4F” stands for “Fuck For Five.” The full name of the fundraiser is: “Fuck the Sorority Girl, Student, or Professor of your dreams for five hundred dollars…all...
I had a phone call from my agency saying a customer wanted to book me for a glamour / topless photo shoot and he had booked me for an hour.The pay was good and as it was a Sunday it wouldn’t interfere with my work, I told them I would do it and was given the details, I was to go to a engineering company the following Sunday at 2 pm.It did appear to be a bit strange but I set off on my own with a bag of clothes, my boyfriend was playing football so could not drive me for once.I turned up at the...
Sex is so compulsive, that sometimes, it just happens.Last week I took my camera into my local photographers in town, and inserted my chip into the shops computer.I had spent the previous day walking my dog in the snow covered forest and shot some pictures of him, to be my Christmas card front.The shop owners son hovered over my shoulder to help, should I have problems and as we chatted, the images on the screen were right out of xHamster's 'Girls in stockings'His eyes widened as images of me...
School Fundraiser by Le Chat Author's note: This story was inspired by the drawings of Splyf ("Visitto the Restaurant", "Dolcett Palace", "Westworld",and others). The story was written around Splyf's favourite charactersand was submitted here with his approval. "Welcome to Merle's Bar and Grill! A table for four?" The Malcolmfamily was greeted at the door by a nude waitress. She looked very youngbut, as Brent didn't fail to notice, her slender frame was adorned with a pairof fairly...
?GOOD AFTERNOON, LADIES,? began Sarah Nilsson, speaking with the measured tone of the career politician she wanted to be. The light chit-chat amongst the Student Council representatives subdued into silence, as a dozen pairs of eyes focused on the Council President, ?We have one issue and only one issue today: the pool.? The handful of girls who hadn’t been giving Sarah their full attention immediately did so. ?I have just been informed by Headmaster McGregor that, effective May 15,...
DISCLAIMED - READThis is a work of fiction. None of the events depicted in this story should ever be attempted or recreated in real life, in any degree, for any reason. The legal council stated in this document may not be accurate, and should not be taken for fact. Replication of any of these events may result in fines and/or imprisonment. This work is copywrited by the author, Samsara. Any similarities to any person, place, organization and/or event are purely...
Photo SessionI will try to keep this short as I can. It's about my wife and I and another couple who visited us.We're married for 10 years, have 2 k**s, pretty much a decent couple. But we have fantasies too. Before we got married, we talked seriously a lot about 3somes and 2x2. But after wife got pregnant, and we got married, we became a "married with k**s" couple and the next k** was salt and peper to it.It was all a fantasy now, until I met these people from - i am not sure if i should say...
Photo Op by Nylon Disciple For me it was the start of a do nothing much Saturday. Not so for my mother. She was busy trying to make a pair of high heels look good. Thus make them desirable. Thus after all was said and done. Make them look rationally priced. I on the other hand, was not posed with such dilemmas. While she wrung her hands over things, I laid on a blanket on the studio floor with my laptop. Messing with a young boy's wet dream of a program. In a nutshell, you took...
Heather Heather slowly panned her telephoto lens around the crowd of music lovers in the park. She had been assigned to cover the local jazz festival in her role as photographer for the university newspaper. More importantly, this provided her a chance to capture some great shots for her senior portfolio. Her viewfinder found the image of a guy in a tie-dyed shirt and dreadlocks dancing to the wailing saxophone on stage. Heather quickly framed the shot and caught him with hair flying in very...
Technology Malfunction A Short Story By Maryanne Peters "Just because technology allows you to do it, doesn't mean you should do it." It was not the first time that Ashton had said the words to his friend Cody, but it seemed like it might just be the last time. He was on the gurney now. The surgery was less than an hour away, and Cody would soon be unconscious as the drugs took effect. "You don't understand," said Cody. "This is what I want. What I've always wanted. To be...
I've written several stories about my various fantasies. Here is another.I'm tagging along on a photo shoot. The subject is Sherry, a well endowed on top sexy blue eyed brunette with a tattoo on her back. She's got long legs that I'd love to climb. She is leaning against a tree, striking seductive, sexy poses. The photographer is so into his work, he doesn't pay attention to Sherry teasing an exposure of her breast, or purposely allowing a nipple slip. They way she is licking her lips and her...
Part Two.Click, click, click. “Ok Mum, now look back over your shoulder at me, and lean slightly forward,” Jack called. I did as my son asked, looking back directly into the lens of his camera. I leant forward, just a little. Click, click, click.“That’s great, now move your legs further apart, so you knickers are stretched tight between your ankles.”I did as my son had told me. I was naked, my last remaining item of clothing stretched between my ankles, my legs apart, my cunt visible from...
A little while ago I was thinking about replacing the mast on my sailing dinghy. It's a Mirror 16, well out of production, and the mast is ... well, elderly. So I got onto ebay and searched for a replacement, or at least something that would do. I found one that could be OK, but I needed some extra pictures of it because it was from a different class, and I wasn't sure where the fittings were. In the event I decided not to go ahead with the purchase because it was about 250 miles away and...
The air is heavily charged with the electricity of their emotions as they prepare to record it for their audience. They have both been part of other photo sessions with the same sexual themes, but this time there is a difference. This encounter is unlike the others because they are drawn to each other sexually. They are curious as to how their emotions will appear in print. The camera doesn't lie - their desires will be captured for all the world to see! They make love to each other mentally -...
EroticIt was the third morning of the trip and Evelyn was ready for the day's activities, dressed in a new bikini. While her son was washing himself in the bathroom, she checked her email on her phone and her heart nearly sank. The bathroom door opened and her son came out, noticing her despair. "Is everything okay?" Chris asked, confused by mom's sudden mood change.Evelyn put her phone away and stood barefoot in the hotel room, ready to have some fun. She did her best to be upbeat, even though the...
Among the usual bills and mailshot letters one envelope caught my attention. My name and address on the front side, handmade paper and instead of a sender just the words “Come and enjoy”. I sought for my paper knife. Tearing such an expensive envelope open would be an act of barbarism. Golden letters in fancy type read: “Are you looking for high class entertainment? Are you fed up with the impersonal and boring services of the run-of-the-mill night clubs? Mr. Martin B. is cordially invited to...
Group SexWE attended two funeral services together, Mary and I, one low key in terms of attendance but deeply emotional, on one morning and followed that by another higher profile one the following afternoon, that was more for public show than anything else. Mary insisted I attend by her side for both funerals. How could I deny her my full support at them both? To be honest, I wanted to spend every moment of our shrinking allotment of time we had together. Mary wore the same black outfit for both...
I had flown half way across the country to see my lover. We had not been together in three years; each home with our respective primary partners. Our relationship was open. It was very sexual. When one of us arrived and we were initially together, G was normally a little nervous. Once in our room, we would take our clothes off. We would hug and kiss reasonably briefly, and with a little sexual touch, I would be quite aroused. G would relax as my cock entered her and we would have a...
"I think that's enough for today, Kayla," I said to her and the photographer, lowering the camera and screwing the lens cap back into place. "Good, it's so hot out here," She replied. She couldn't wait to get back to the air conditioned comfort of the limo to go to the private studio. We settled ourselves inside and adjusted to the cool darkness of the studio. To profile your modeling portfilio, I prefer indoor shots. Indoor shots suit your skin better, but we have to have you in a...
I agreed and pulled my shorts and pants down to expose my small dick. She then lifted her skirt to reveal a little slit between her legs. After that, she'd always pull her underwear off to show me, rather than just showing her knickers. After a few days we progressed from showing to touching, although she rarely wanted to touch my dick. I didn't mind, I was quite happy just touching her. At the end of the holiday we stopped playing our little game. It started again when I was about...
About 5 years after our wedding, my husband and I moved to London. We were both 32 years old. We had been university sweethearts, then lived together for a few years after graduation before tying the knot. We liked to think of ourselves as progressive, but we were really innocent. I was the brunette with a degree, and he was the wide-eyed young marketing research guy. He got a real nice job offer from a big London agency after our second anniversary, and I gladly searched and found a position...
Introduction: I women keen to please her man Introduction : Posing and more About 5 years after our wedding, my husband and I moved to London. We were both 32 years old. We had been university sweethearts, then lived together for a few years after graduation before tying the knot. We liked to think of ourselves as progressive, but we were really innocent. I was the brunette with a degree, and he was the wide-eyed young marketing research guy. He got a real nice job offer from a big London...
My name is Linda. I am a twenty-six year old woman who lives alone in an old house I recently inherited from my grandmother. The house is a large Victorian style almost big enough to be considered a mansion, located in the outskirts of Orlando, Florida. My dearly departed grandmother used it as a winter home to get away from the frigid, icy conditions of West Chicago. It was an escape for her – a way to get around the demanding Chicago winter. I moved into the house six months ago. ...
Dinner had been lovely. The wine was decent and the décor was elaborate, just like always. This party had been just as fun and just as boring as those in years past. Iris had been more social than she might have been under other circumstances, though. This year she was without a date. She was alone by choice, but not enjoying it as much as she had hoped she would be. A plan was forming, though. A devious, delicious, drunken one. During dinner, she had been talking to a coworker whom she did not...
Office SexImpregnation game using a funnelIt is just so very slutty to get impregnated from a funnel, especially with multiple guys contributing sperm. I love the videos our avid members have found and contributed. I hope there are more posts and videos coming.A SEXY PREG RISK GAMEWhat I think would be sexy is a game at a swingers club or at a breeding party.Everyone signs waivers saying no one else will be held responsible for any results and it is fully consensual. STD test results can be exchanged or...
One evening while we were closing up, Ashley told me that she has a friend that wants to be a model. She asked me if I would be willing to take some glamour shots of her. I of course said I would be happy to and didn’t give it too much thought. “I will text her and see when is best for her. Her name is Jill by the way.” Ashley said somewhat excited that I had agreed. I had pretty much forgotten about our earlier conversation until Saturday evening about an hour before closing. The last...
So first a bit of background knowledge, I'm a young man, late 20s living in china. I've always been a bit of an exhibitionist and wanted to try my hand at some nude photography. I advertised on several sites for photographers who want to use me as a model. Being in china there weren't many takers apart from afew gay men who clearly wanted to just get off to seeing me naked. I was at the point where I almost took one of them up on it. Until one day I got an email, it was from a Chinese woman...
Knowing that I'm an amateur photographer, she called me to ask forhelp with a birthday present for her boyfriend. He loves porn (whichshe's fine with), and she wanted to make some of herself. Justsoftcore, sexy lingerie, that sort of thing, but she didn't wantanybody she didn't know and trust to have access to it. She has areputation and a career to protect, after all, and she really didn'tlike the idea of being half naked in front of a stranger. Of course,the fact that I was willing to...
”Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to our marathon charity show for the victims of the dreadful earthquakes in Nepal.”Paul Sumner, late night talk show host, newspaper columnist and stinking rich philanthropist, was hosting a huge televised charity event being beamed to millions of homes worldwide."Everyone has seen the shocking images and heard the heartbreaking reports, and tonight we,” — and he pointed directly at the camera — “that is you at home and those of us here in the studio, are going...
ExhibitionismFundraiser A drabble by Karen Hansen The gavel fell, then clapping... Lance, now Lynnette, stepped carefully down the stairs. Cuffed, he couldn't catch himself... led past the people... "How wonderful 'she' looked enfemme..." "What a 'nice' gesture..." Lance couldn't see the last bidder. Mistress whispered, "See you in 48 hours." Winking. It couldn't be too bad... different Mistress... new chores... it's what Mistress wanted... to help out the...
The titles I use are a chapter, a sub-chapter, and a section. Table of Contents Background Bad News Worse News New Management Sexy Shoot Next Day Truth Will Out The Plan Backfires Afterwards Background My friend Patrick, a photographer, asked me to write about a set of incidents in his life for him. He’s a great photographer and a good story teller, but a lousy writer; thus this commission. Yeah, commission, because he’s paying me to write this story for him. Well, sort of paying me,...
One Wednesday evening, as I was sitting at the bar in a coastal city that renowned for its humidity, I was enjoying the balmy atmosphere as I sipped on a beer. I was very happy that a colleague had recommended this ‘arty’ area to me.The guest lodge I was staying in was charming, and all the shops and restaurants in Roper Road, as the area was referred to, had a lovely vibe. Of course, of special interest to me was the gay flag that I had observed hanging from the first floor of one of buildings...
Gay MaleComing to introuctons first, I am a nineteen year old boy studying in class 11. I work out and have a good body. I have a good stamina also and a nice 7 inches clean cock. I am not nymphomaniac but when I get horny, my desires dont die with a quick masturbation, it goes on for hours. My father seperated from her when I was a little kid and it was my Mom who took care of me since then. She is 40, working in a high end magazine as Editorial Manager. Unlike most Moms, she’s not fat or out of...
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