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Stacy’s Story Part One. free porn video
1 woke at 5 am on a Saturday to the sound of my husband getting out of bed and going to the couch. I could see the glow of his phone coming through the open door, then waited a few minutes before I could hear the sound of him stroking his lubed up 4” cock. He wasn’t very sneaky, I knew what he was doing. But I couldn’t get too upset because he tried to get laid before bed but I turned him down. He was probably jerking his little dick while trading my nudes through kik or posting them on Reddit. He would post a picture of me in a bra and wait for someone to message him asking to see my large heavy breast, he would happily feed them pictures of whatever they asked for, while playing with himself. I knew that he traded them. He did it with my permission. He confessed to me years ago that he had a bit of a cuck fetish. I told him that under no circumstances would I be fucking another man. Especially while he sat is the corner rubbing his little pecker while I put on a show for him. But after talking to him about it more and realizing how big of a fantasy this was for him, we came up with some ways for him to satisfying himself without me having to do much. I started letting my husband take nude pics of me for the first time after having few k**s and being 30 years old. My weight had fluctuated over the years and i was heavier than I would have liked but My husband adored my extra curves. My breast don’t sit where they used to, but my husband insist that he loves my body. He loved hearing the comments about how other men would use me. He would get dick pics of giant cocks asking if they could fuck me, offers for money, custom pic requests, ect... from time to time I would read the comments and I have to admit it was a bit of a self esteem booster and it does turn me on a bit.
My name is Stacy, my husband James and I have been together since we were both in high school. We were each other’s first and only lovers. Back when we were young and hot we would have sex all the time, 3 times a day sometimes, any hole. We worked together at the fast food place were we met. He would take me to the bathroom and finger me, getting me all worked up until we got done with our shift. After work he would sneak me into his parents house to fuck me. But that was a long time ago. We are both in our mid thirties now have been together for 18 years. Our bodies aren’t what they used to be after years of stress and k**s. I don’t have that slim, big boob high school figure anymore. And husband has also put on some pounds. My husband is still constantly trying to get laid and making advances towards me but I don’t have the labido I used to.
My husband and I have sex a little differently now and not nearly as often. I haven’t sucked is dick In years despite him constantly asking. He does love my pussy though and will eat me out whenever I let him, which is usually only before our scheduled once a week sex session. I usually lay on my back, he gets on his knees with his ass faceing me, off to the side, (I’m not going to lay there and let him put his junk in my face.) In this position I can jerk him off or play with his ass while he eats my pussy, which I have to admit he is very good at.
He told me that his obsession with me being with other people started when we were at a party more then 10 years ago. At this point in time I was still young, just a bit curvy but with big D breasts. Long straight brunette hair almost down to my bottom, and bright green eyes. It was a hot humid summer night in the Midwest. I was wearing a spaghetti strap with my ample cleavage on display and a pair a small jean shorts that hugged my thick thighs. Our friend’s mom was going through a bad divorce. She was a sloppy drunk at the time and was turning into slut from the stress of the divorce and trying to get back at her husband. He had left her for a younger women. she was fucking almost anyone, always hitting on my husbands friends. At one point she sucked one off and fucked another in the same night, while he was having a couple dozen people over drinking around a bon fire. Well I must have got caught in her cross hairs. She came up and sat next to me, pit her arm around me and made small talk. Before to long she started rubbing my tits. Talking to anyone near by about how big and round they are. Trying to get them to look. My husband was sitting across the room watching this, wide eyed with an expression on his face that said he didn’t know what to say or do, either did I. As she was complementing my breast and massaged them, my nipples started getting hard and everyone could see them protruding through the thin material of the purple spaghetti strap. I was just sitting there awkwardly laughing, I was uncomfortable but also starting feeling a tingle in me lower abdomen and my pussy started to get wet. I could feel the moisture soaking through my little black lace thong. She eventually put her hand down the top off my shirt and under my bra. I was speechless, everyone was now watching my friends mom fondle my bare tits. she was very intoxicated telling everyone around us how my tits were so big and soft and how hard my nipples were. Then she lifted a tit out of my top for every one to see. That was the first time any one other then my boyfriend had seen my nipples. James finally got up and took me away from her as I put my tit back into my bra. We said our quick goodbyes and left. I thanked him for rescuing me by letting him fuck me in the car on our way back to drop me off at my parents house. He later confessed that that was when his fantasy of watching me get fucked started. He said that thinking about her stripping me down and watching his friends fuck me was the only thing that he jerked off to for months after.
I never planned on ever fucking anyone else. I just never wanted to, he always told me I could though or encouraged it. We would role play and I would do things to satisfy his fetish. I bought him a chastity cage and would lock him up for a weekend and make him eat me out. He is very good with his tongue despite that fact that I will not put his cock in my mouth anymore. And I’d make fun of his little dick after he informed me that he liked it, I never had an issue with his size, But I didn’t know any better. He is only 4 inches fully hard. About an inch and a half shorter then average. Meaning that not only have I never fucked a big cock a haven’t even had an average one. We didn’t have sex until a few months after seriously dating. He told me he was reluctant and nervous to hook up with a girl because of the size of his dick. He would hide while changing for gym class because all of his classmates were at least a little bit, if not much larger. There would be jocks in the shower with there limps dicks hanging well over their balls and down past them in varying lengths, while his just stuck straight out an inch or two protruding straight from his body without having any length to hang past anything. He had always hoped it would get larger but it never did.
We started dating and after a couple of weeks we started fooling around. I never knew it was small because it was the only one I had ever seen. He was a grade ahead of me, I wasn’t very experienced. Well into our marriage he first started mentioning it was small I didn’t really believe him. I thought he was just being self conscious, until he entered his measurements into a penis calculator that said in a room of 1000 guys he would be smaller then 980 of them. I stated thinking about that every time I was in a group setting with my friends. That my husband most likely has the smallest penis here.
I would take some pics comparing him to my pinky to post on Reddit and he would get rock hard. I can just simply pick up a package of little smokies at store, wink at him and he would be ready to go.
My father had recently starting to get into photography. So much so that he built a small studio in a strip mall. About Once a month he holds a group photography session. My dad and his friend Frank will hire several models and a make up artist. They would have several themed outfits ready to go. The studio is just one large room, narrow but long. with a little kitchenette off to one side, and a storage area with a bathroom in back. They set up changing rooms out of black curtains and rods. They charge several local photographers to shoot with them during the session. That’s what paid the rent and kept the lights on. It got popular right at the beginning. My dad and frank needed help organizing everything, so they made me an offer to be their assistant during the shoots. It was an easy 100$ for a Saturday afternoon. I would greet the models, show them to their rooms. Get anything that my dad and frank needed. Help set up sets, build the dressing rooms and just try to be as helpful as I could. Every once in while a photographer would get rude with me and treat me like I was below him, like I was their personal assistant. I would have loved to speak up for myself but I hate confrontation. I would usually just tell them off in my head but do as I was told.
One Saturday afternoon frank called me asking for help with a shoot that night, he said he would pay me 1000$ for the short notice, he said it was a plus sized underwear/active wear shoot and that he got offered the most money he has ever made being a photographer for photos of this seasons collection for a small clothing company. I had been fighting with my husband and my k**s had been driving me nuts. So I happily agreed.
When I first got there frank was already setting up. He explained that it was just him, that my father wouldn’t be around. I asked him for the keys to the back room so I could set up the changing rooms for the model. He said he didn’t have the keys and that I would just have to change behind the clothing rack. On the rack I noticed it was almost all women’s underwear, work out clothes, various bras of different styles and colors, tights, some robes, Knee highs with just a few male items. I froze in my steps did he say “I would”. I got a little nervous but a little bit excited. Frank saw my deer in headlights look. And asked what was wrong. I explained that I thought I was just doing my normal helper duties. He said no that’s why the pay is so much more. He apologized for any confusion, and begged me to please help him. That these photos are for a clothing store that caters to “mom bod” type of women that there is a strick deadline and that I would be perfect. he didn’t have anyone else. He explained that the store sells mostly women’s underwear and activewear. It’s small but very profitable shop that caters to upper class house wives. Kinda like a Victoria’s Secret but instead of targeting young thin women it was meant for older moms and wives. that they have a lot of connections and this is a great opportunity to turn his photography hobby into a real business.
I was a little hesitant but he reassured me that He would make me look beautiful and sexy. When he said he would make me look sexy my heart fluttered a bit and a got a bit excited.
I took a deep breath set my resolve and told my self I could do it, just think about the money that would help pay for my son’s braces, new soccer cleats, Dance recital outfits and it’s not much different then posing for my husband, and I did get a good funny feeling thinking about having my photos taken in underwear by this other man. I said “sure frank sounds like fun” he smiled and thanked me.
Frank went over to the clothes rack and asked me to change into a pair of legging and a sports bra. So I went behind the clothes rack which didn’t provide much privacy but frank was looking the other way taking test photos so I wasn’t too worried about it. I took off my t shirt and my bra first, letting my full soft tits hang while I grabbed the blue sports bra and put it on, I zipped it all the way up from the front and it was actually really nice and fit well. I then took off my jeans and put the light gray leggings on. I told frank that I was all set, he asked me to step in front of the back drop. As I did he walked up close to me checking me out, making sure that everything looked ok. First he took the zipper of the bra and pulled it down about 2/3 the way showing off an Ample amount of cleavage. I was shocked and nervous and a bit turned on. I loved how he was just taking command of the situation but I was also a bit uncomfortable. But I didn’t say anything, I just stood there with an awkward smile letting this man expose my cleavage. He then grabbed me by the waist and guided me to turn around. He softly guided his hands over my ass and told me that he can see my panty lines and asked if I minded taking off my underwear. I hesitantly said “no I don’t mind, I can do that” and headed back behind the clothes rack. while he finished tinkering with his camera, I was breathless, no one other then my husband had touched me in that kind of way. I knew I was starting to get turned on. My pussy was on fire and I was really hoping It wouldn’t show through the thin fabric of the leggings. I turned away from frank taking off the leggings and my panties, i could hear his camera going off and see the flash as I thought he was taking test pictures. I finished putting the legging back on, I was really starting to wish I had shaved for this, the material was so tight and thin I thought my bush might be visible. As I tuned around I noticed that frank was facing me with his camera. I just smiled at him and he smiled back. I wondered if he was taking pictures of me and how much he could see through the clothes rack.
I went back to the set in front of all the lights. He had me do several different poses while standing in front of him. I told him that I was nervous about my tummy and my stretch marks from being pregnant but he was constantly reassured me, telling me I was beautiful, that I’m exactly what the customer was looking for and that he was having a blast shooting me. He had me get into a dozen different poses. All while giving me compliments making me feel very sexy. He had me get onto my knees, extending my arms out in front of me and arching my back as much as I could. He walked behind me grabbing my hips and lifting them up then putting his hands on my lower back and pushing me down. He knelt behind me, put his hands on my inner thighs and pushed them apart. I could feel my juices building up with all this contact and compliments. I was starting to think all sorts of dirty thoughts, that I couldn’t help. “Could I fuck this man right now? My husband wouldn’t care, he would be over the moon happy. How would I tell him? Would I make frank wear a condom, where would he cum? Would he even want me? I wish james were here to watch this man put me into positions, he would have cum in his pants by now. Oh I need to calm down I’m going soak through these pants” just then frank pinched the fabric on my inner thighs and bunched them up a bit, he pulled the fabric up to my pussy and slid the fabric into the creases next to my lips and my thighs sliding his fingers across me, outlining my pussy. He took his finger and slid it length wise against my slit giving me a wedgie, and making my pussy visible. I couldn’t help it I let out soft moans as he touched me. He explained that he needs to make these photos stand out and be very hot. I nervously said with a bit of humor in my voice “ok but what if my the pants get wet” He said He could can already see a dark spot starting to form now but that was fine and perfectly natural, that it happens often to new models. it’s nothing that can’t be edited out later. The idea of him looking at close up pictures of my camel toe got me very excited. I wondered if he would pleasure himself to the pictures he is taking of me.
He had me do a few more poses in the leggings and sports bra then he asked me to go change into to the nude colored leotard. I went back behind the rack of clothes and took off the leggings and the bra. Standing there completely naked. I looked at the pants. I had a minor panic attack as I noticed how big of a wet spot was on them. My pussy was salivating. I wouldn’t be able to go on like this. I looked over at James and asked him for some tissues. He grinned, he must have known why I needed them and handed me a box of Kleenex. As I reached over the clothes rack to grab them from him, I saw that he was staring at my chest. It was at that moment that I realized I was exposing my breast to him. I started to blush and turned away as soon as I got the tissues. I wiped my self off as well as I could then turned around to grab the Leotard and noticed that frank was still looking at me this time with his camera pointed right at me. He just smiled, I wasn’t exactly comfortable with this. I wasn’t exactly sure how much of my body he could see through the sparsely populated rack. But at this point I wasn’t going to tell him to stop.
I pit the Leotard on, it fit me very well if not a bit too small it had buttons in the crotch area connecting the front and the back, it was some what see through, my nipples were visible But It wasn’t too slutty almost like a one piece swimsuit, but the material was very thin. I felt naughty letting a man other then my husband takes photos of me wearing something like this. I started to get a bit anxious but I started thinking about how many times my husband had shared pics of me in much sluttier outfits, with strangers. And besides frank had already touched my pussy only through a piece of thin soaked material. I took a deep breath and moved from behind the clothes rack.
Frank instructed me to sit backwards on the chair that was sitting on the set facing him. With my thighs spread wide and my breast resting on top of the back of the seat. The back of the chair was one thin black metal rod that bent in an oval shape from one corner of the chair to the other, with 2 more bars in the middle. I sat down in the chair threw my long brunette over my shoulder, arched my back sticking my breast out as far as I could, stretching the fabric against my hard nipples. I Spread my knees apart as much as I could and rested my hands on my knees.
He started taking pictures asking me to throw my hair around look one way then the other. He stoped and said he need to make some adjustments. He walked over to me moved a piece of hair behind my ears. smoothed out some wrinkles In The leotard. Adjusted to neck line to make more cleavage visible. Then he reached down and slid his fingers into the crotch of the outfit. I froze in place not sure what was happening but not wanting to freak out as his fingers touched my bare pussy. He was once again adjusting the materials to make my lips obvious. I took a gulp then a deep breath trying to calm my nerves and my arousal. After moving his fingers around a bit touching my most sensitive area, he stepped back examining how I looked. He scowled and said out loud “well that not going to work, we’re going to have to do something about that.” I looked down and noticed that my pubic hair was sticking out of the leotard. I was instantly embarrassed and started to blush. His eyes lit up and said I got a great idea. I’ll call The male model that was going to join later and tell him to come a bit early. You can go ahead and get changed into the waist high tights and we can get those photos out of the way while we wait for Tyson. I went back to the clothes and started changing while I heard Frank on the phone. “Hay Tyson! Yes. Yes. She is doing great! Just wait until you get here you’ll love her! Hahaha we’ll see. I hope so. They are. I’m pretty sure it is. I think she would be able to handle it. But anyways I’m going to need a favor. Can you come over early and stop at the store for me. Awesome! Just a women’s razor and some shaving cream. No I don’t, I’m still locked out but we have a few big bowls and warm water from the kitchen. Yes. Alright great I’ll see you soon.”
END OF PART ONE
My name is Stacy, my husband James and I have been together since we were both in high school. We were each other’s first and only lovers. Back when we were young and hot we would have sex all the time, 3 times a day sometimes, any hole. We worked together at the fast food place were we met. He would take me to the bathroom and finger me, getting me all worked up until we got done with our shift. After work he would sneak me into his parents house to fuck me. But that was a long time ago. We are both in our mid thirties now have been together for 18 years. Our bodies aren’t what they used to be after years of stress and k**s. I don’t have that slim, big boob high school figure anymore. And husband has also put on some pounds. My husband is still constantly trying to get laid and making advances towards me but I don’t have the labido I used to.
My husband and I have sex a little differently now and not nearly as often. I haven’t sucked is dick In years despite him constantly asking. He does love my pussy though and will eat me out whenever I let him, which is usually only before our scheduled once a week sex session. I usually lay on my back, he gets on his knees with his ass faceing me, off to the side, (I’m not going to lay there and let him put his junk in my face.) In this position I can jerk him off or play with his ass while he eats my pussy, which I have to admit he is very good at.
He told me that his obsession with me being with other people started when we were at a party more then 10 years ago. At this point in time I was still young, just a bit curvy but with big D breasts. Long straight brunette hair almost down to my bottom, and bright green eyes. It was a hot humid summer night in the Midwest. I was wearing a spaghetti strap with my ample cleavage on display and a pair a small jean shorts that hugged my thick thighs. Our friend’s mom was going through a bad divorce. She was a sloppy drunk at the time and was turning into slut from the stress of the divorce and trying to get back at her husband. He had left her for a younger women. she was fucking almost anyone, always hitting on my husbands friends. At one point she sucked one off and fucked another in the same night, while he was having a couple dozen people over drinking around a bon fire. Well I must have got caught in her cross hairs. She came up and sat next to me, pit her arm around me and made small talk. Before to long she started rubbing my tits. Talking to anyone near by about how big and round they are. Trying to get them to look. My husband was sitting across the room watching this, wide eyed with an expression on his face that said he didn’t know what to say or do, either did I. As she was complementing my breast and massaged them, my nipples started getting hard and everyone could see them protruding through the thin material of the purple spaghetti strap. I was just sitting there awkwardly laughing, I was uncomfortable but also starting feeling a tingle in me lower abdomen and my pussy started to get wet. I could feel the moisture soaking through my little black lace thong. She eventually put her hand down the top off my shirt and under my bra. I was speechless, everyone was now watching my friends mom fondle my bare tits. she was very intoxicated telling everyone around us how my tits were so big and soft and how hard my nipples were. Then she lifted a tit out of my top for every one to see. That was the first time any one other then my boyfriend had seen my nipples. James finally got up and took me away from her as I put my tit back into my bra. We said our quick goodbyes and left. I thanked him for rescuing me by letting him fuck me in the car on our way back to drop me off at my parents house. He later confessed that that was when his fantasy of watching me get fucked started. He said that thinking about her stripping me down and watching his friends fuck me was the only thing that he jerked off to for months after.
I never planned on ever fucking anyone else. I just never wanted to, he always told me I could though or encouraged it. We would role play and I would do things to satisfy his fetish. I bought him a chastity cage and would lock him up for a weekend and make him eat me out. He is very good with his tongue despite that fact that I will not put his cock in my mouth anymore. And I’d make fun of his little dick after he informed me that he liked it, I never had an issue with his size, But I didn’t know any better. He is only 4 inches fully hard. About an inch and a half shorter then average. Meaning that not only have I never fucked a big cock a haven’t even had an average one. We didn’t have sex until a few months after seriously dating. He told me he was reluctant and nervous to hook up with a girl because of the size of his dick. He would hide while changing for gym class because all of his classmates were at least a little bit, if not much larger. There would be jocks in the shower with there limps dicks hanging well over their balls and down past them in varying lengths, while his just stuck straight out an inch or two protruding straight from his body without having any length to hang past anything. He had always hoped it would get larger but it never did.
We started dating and after a couple of weeks we started fooling around. I never knew it was small because it was the only one I had ever seen. He was a grade ahead of me, I wasn’t very experienced. Well into our marriage he first started mentioning it was small I didn’t really believe him. I thought he was just being self conscious, until he entered his measurements into a penis calculator that said in a room of 1000 guys he would be smaller then 980 of them. I stated thinking about that every time I was in a group setting with my friends. That my husband most likely has the smallest penis here.
I would take some pics comparing him to my pinky to post on Reddit and he would get rock hard. I can just simply pick up a package of little smokies at store, wink at him and he would be ready to go.
My father had recently starting to get into photography. So much so that he built a small studio in a strip mall. About Once a month he holds a group photography session. My dad and his friend Frank will hire several models and a make up artist. They would have several themed outfits ready to go. The studio is just one large room, narrow but long. with a little kitchenette off to one side, and a storage area with a bathroom in back. They set up changing rooms out of black curtains and rods. They charge several local photographers to shoot with them during the session. That’s what paid the rent and kept the lights on. It got popular right at the beginning. My dad and frank needed help organizing everything, so they made me an offer to be their assistant during the shoots. It was an easy 100$ for a Saturday afternoon. I would greet the models, show them to their rooms. Get anything that my dad and frank needed. Help set up sets, build the dressing rooms and just try to be as helpful as I could. Every once in while a photographer would get rude with me and treat me like I was below him, like I was their personal assistant. I would have loved to speak up for myself but I hate confrontation. I would usually just tell them off in my head but do as I was told.
One Saturday afternoon frank called me asking for help with a shoot that night, he said he would pay me 1000$ for the short notice, he said it was a plus sized underwear/active wear shoot and that he got offered the most money he has ever made being a photographer for photos of this seasons collection for a small clothing company. I had been fighting with my husband and my k**s had been driving me nuts. So I happily agreed.
When I first got there frank was already setting up. He explained that it was just him, that my father wouldn’t be around. I asked him for the keys to the back room so I could set up the changing rooms for the model. He said he didn’t have the keys and that I would just have to change behind the clothing rack. On the rack I noticed it was almost all women’s underwear, work out clothes, various bras of different styles and colors, tights, some robes, Knee highs with just a few male items. I froze in my steps did he say “I would”. I got a little nervous but a little bit excited. Frank saw my deer in headlights look. And asked what was wrong. I explained that I thought I was just doing my normal helper duties. He said no that’s why the pay is so much more. He apologized for any confusion, and begged me to please help him. That these photos are for a clothing store that caters to “mom bod” type of women that there is a strick deadline and that I would be perfect. he didn’t have anyone else. He explained that the store sells mostly women’s underwear and activewear. It’s small but very profitable shop that caters to upper class house wives. Kinda like a Victoria’s Secret but instead of targeting young thin women it was meant for older moms and wives. that they have a lot of connections and this is a great opportunity to turn his photography hobby into a real business.
I was a little hesitant but he reassured me that He would make me look beautiful and sexy. When he said he would make me look sexy my heart fluttered a bit and a got a bit excited.
I took a deep breath set my resolve and told my self I could do it, just think about the money that would help pay for my son’s braces, new soccer cleats, Dance recital outfits and it’s not much different then posing for my husband, and I did get a good funny feeling thinking about having my photos taken in underwear by this other man. I said “sure frank sounds like fun” he smiled and thanked me.
Frank went over to the clothes rack and asked me to change into a pair of legging and a sports bra. So I went behind the clothes rack which didn’t provide much privacy but frank was looking the other way taking test photos so I wasn’t too worried about it. I took off my t shirt and my bra first, letting my full soft tits hang while I grabbed the blue sports bra and put it on, I zipped it all the way up from the front and it was actually really nice and fit well. I then took off my jeans and put the light gray leggings on. I told frank that I was all set, he asked me to step in front of the back drop. As I did he walked up close to me checking me out, making sure that everything looked ok. First he took the zipper of the bra and pulled it down about 2/3 the way showing off an Ample amount of cleavage. I was shocked and nervous and a bit turned on. I loved how he was just taking command of the situation but I was also a bit uncomfortable. But I didn’t say anything, I just stood there with an awkward smile letting this man expose my cleavage. He then grabbed me by the waist and guided me to turn around. He softly guided his hands over my ass and told me that he can see my panty lines and asked if I minded taking off my underwear. I hesitantly said “no I don’t mind, I can do that” and headed back behind the clothes rack. while he finished tinkering with his camera, I was breathless, no one other then my husband had touched me in that kind of way. I knew I was starting to get turned on. My pussy was on fire and I was really hoping It wouldn’t show through the thin fabric of the leggings. I turned away from frank taking off the leggings and my panties, i could hear his camera going off and see the flash as I thought he was taking test pictures. I finished putting the legging back on, I was really starting to wish I had shaved for this, the material was so tight and thin I thought my bush might be visible. As I tuned around I noticed that frank was facing me with his camera. I just smiled at him and he smiled back. I wondered if he was taking pictures of me and how much he could see through the clothes rack.
I went back to the set in front of all the lights. He had me do several different poses while standing in front of him. I told him that I was nervous about my tummy and my stretch marks from being pregnant but he was constantly reassured me, telling me I was beautiful, that I’m exactly what the customer was looking for and that he was having a blast shooting me. He had me get into a dozen different poses. All while giving me compliments making me feel very sexy. He had me get onto my knees, extending my arms out in front of me and arching my back as much as I could. He walked behind me grabbing my hips and lifting them up then putting his hands on my lower back and pushing me down. He knelt behind me, put his hands on my inner thighs and pushed them apart. I could feel my juices building up with all this contact and compliments. I was starting to think all sorts of dirty thoughts, that I couldn’t help. “Could I fuck this man right now? My husband wouldn’t care, he would be over the moon happy. How would I tell him? Would I make frank wear a condom, where would he cum? Would he even want me? I wish james were here to watch this man put me into positions, he would have cum in his pants by now. Oh I need to calm down I’m going soak through these pants” just then frank pinched the fabric on my inner thighs and bunched them up a bit, he pulled the fabric up to my pussy and slid the fabric into the creases next to my lips and my thighs sliding his fingers across me, outlining my pussy. He took his finger and slid it length wise against my slit giving me a wedgie, and making my pussy visible. I couldn’t help it I let out soft moans as he touched me. He explained that he needs to make these photos stand out and be very hot. I nervously said with a bit of humor in my voice “ok but what if my the pants get wet” He said He could can already see a dark spot starting to form now but that was fine and perfectly natural, that it happens often to new models. it’s nothing that can’t be edited out later. The idea of him looking at close up pictures of my camel toe got me very excited. I wondered if he would pleasure himself to the pictures he is taking of me.
He had me do a few more poses in the leggings and sports bra then he asked me to go change into to the nude colored leotard. I went back behind the rack of clothes and took off the leggings and the bra. Standing there completely naked. I looked at the pants. I had a minor panic attack as I noticed how big of a wet spot was on them. My pussy was salivating. I wouldn’t be able to go on like this. I looked over at James and asked him for some tissues. He grinned, he must have known why I needed them and handed me a box of Kleenex. As I reached over the clothes rack to grab them from him, I saw that he was staring at my chest. It was at that moment that I realized I was exposing my breast to him. I started to blush and turned away as soon as I got the tissues. I wiped my self off as well as I could then turned around to grab the Leotard and noticed that frank was still looking at me this time with his camera pointed right at me. He just smiled, I wasn’t exactly comfortable with this. I wasn’t exactly sure how much of my body he could see through the sparsely populated rack. But at this point I wasn’t going to tell him to stop.
I pit the Leotard on, it fit me very well if not a bit too small it had buttons in the crotch area connecting the front and the back, it was some what see through, my nipples were visible But It wasn’t too slutty almost like a one piece swimsuit, but the material was very thin. I felt naughty letting a man other then my husband takes photos of me wearing something like this. I started to get a bit anxious but I started thinking about how many times my husband had shared pics of me in much sluttier outfits, with strangers. And besides frank had already touched my pussy only through a piece of thin soaked material. I took a deep breath and moved from behind the clothes rack.
Frank instructed me to sit backwards on the chair that was sitting on the set facing him. With my thighs spread wide and my breast resting on top of the back of the seat. The back of the chair was one thin black metal rod that bent in an oval shape from one corner of the chair to the other, with 2 more bars in the middle. I sat down in the chair threw my long brunette over my shoulder, arched my back sticking my breast out as far as I could, stretching the fabric against my hard nipples. I Spread my knees apart as much as I could and rested my hands on my knees.
He started taking pictures asking me to throw my hair around look one way then the other. He stoped and said he need to make some adjustments. He walked over to me moved a piece of hair behind my ears. smoothed out some wrinkles In The leotard. Adjusted to neck line to make more cleavage visible. Then he reached down and slid his fingers into the crotch of the outfit. I froze in place not sure what was happening but not wanting to freak out as his fingers touched my bare pussy. He was once again adjusting the materials to make my lips obvious. I took a gulp then a deep breath trying to calm my nerves and my arousal. After moving his fingers around a bit touching my most sensitive area, he stepped back examining how I looked. He scowled and said out loud “well that not going to work, we’re going to have to do something about that.” I looked down and noticed that my pubic hair was sticking out of the leotard. I was instantly embarrassed and started to blush. His eyes lit up and said I got a great idea. I’ll call The male model that was going to join later and tell him to come a bit early. You can go ahead and get changed into the waist high tights and we can get those photos out of the way while we wait for Tyson. I went back to the clothes and started changing while I heard Frank on the phone. “Hay Tyson! Yes. Yes. She is doing great! Just wait until you get here you’ll love her! Hahaha we’ll see. I hope so. They are. I’m pretty sure it is. I think she would be able to handle it. But anyways I’m going to need a favor. Can you come over early and stop at the store for me. Awesome! Just a women’s razor and some shaving cream. No I don’t, I’m still locked out but we have a few big bowls and warm water from the kitchen. Yes. Alright great I’ll see you soon.”
END OF PART ONE
Clover
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