Date: Fri, 13 Oct 2000 18:47:19 -0500
From: horny hubby
Subject: Photo Opportunity. Chapter 1. (FFM)

Photo Opportunity.
Chapter 1:

My husband and I have been married for 10 years.  I have always been a
rather reserved soul where sex is concerned.  Though I love sex and count
myself a pretty good lover, I'm not one to talk candidly about the subject.
I have always been faithful to my husband and I was a virgin when we
married. But I felt something was missing from our marriage.  The
excitement was gone.  I was trying to find the perfect gift for my
husband's 35th birthday when I came across a great gift idea in the local
newspaper. It was an ad for a photographer specializing in intimate
lingerie photos (and videos).  These photos could then be given to
boyfriends or husbands as gifts. Reading the ad, I suddenly felt aroused.
I felt a tingling sensation between my legs.  I knew my husband, like most
men, liked to look at lingerie-clad women.  I decided this would be a great
gift, and would spice up our marriage. I called the number and set up an
appointment.

I walked into the studio and was greeted by the photographer, Bob.  He was
tall, and lanky.  He was bald and had a large toothy grin.  He took me into
his office and I filled out a long questionnaire.  The questions were aimed
at collecting information about my husband's fantasies.  He then introduced
me to his wife Mitzi.  She was a blonde of medium height, with a plump,
voluptuous figure.  Her breasts were very large but retained a taut,
youthful shape.  Her tight, thin, t-shirt did not conceal the outline of
her large areolas and nipples. Her miniskirt revealed legs that were firm
and athletic. As I shook her sweaty hand, I had that same strange feeling
of arousal.

Mitzi took me to the dressing room and introduced me to her assistant
Betsy.  Betsy was a tall, freckled redhead with an ample bosom and shapely
hips.  They explained to me that it was their job to get me ready for the
photo session.  I disrobed and looked at myself in the mirror.  I am tall
with dark, olive skin.  I have a Rubenesque figure with 38D beasts and a
heart-shaped ass.  Mitzi walked back into the room and I caught a look of
admiration in her eyes. She led me into a room with a large flat table.
Mitzi, who is a professional masseuse, explained that relaxation was all-
important and that consequently she would give me an oil massage.  As she
rubbed the oil into my back, she explained that the oil would also make my
skin look sexy and shimmering.  As she rubbed my back, she leaned over me
and blew on my now oily skin.  She whispered for me to relax.  The air
suddenly seemed saturated with her musky perfume. I felt a wave of arousal
rush over me.  She pulled me to a seated position and casually slipped my
towel off.  Seated in front of a large mirror, I could see I was flushed
with arousal.  My breasts were engorged and my nipples erect.  I felt
embarrassed and wanted to cover my breasts, but felt that this would
further betray my arousal.  Mitzi smoothed the fragrant oil onto my legs
and then moved behind me to smooth the oil onto my abdomen.  She then
cupped my engorged globes, gently kneading them with her nimble fingers.
My breasts almost throbbed with excitement.  I felt like I was going to
bite through my lower lip as I tried to stifle a moan.  My groin throbbed
with excitement.  I was sure that my pussy was now well lubricated and
worried that they might be able to smell it's pungent odor.  Mitzi walked
to the closet and brought back a skimpy teddy.  I noticed snaps at the
crotch but thought nothing of it at the time.  The teddy was made of a
sheer fabric.  I could see my nipples and dark muff through the fabric.
But I didn't seem to care. Mitzi poured me a large margarita.  I drank it
down quickly as if to cool myself off.  She and Betsy disrobed in front of
me and put on teddies just like mine.  They led me out onto the floor.

	As I reached the photography area, I felt the alcohol hit me.  My
arousal was now supplemented by intoxication.  Bob photographed me in a
variety of seductive poses.  He told me how wonderful I looked.  How sexy I
looked.  How lucky my husband was.  I felt like I was on fire.  I caught
myself in a mirror, and realized that the teddy was almost translucent.  I
looked like I was naked.  He now posed me with Mitzi and Betsy, explaining
that men like to see group photos of scantily clad women.  Well, no duh, I
thought.  But again, this didn't bother me. I would have normally been
jealous of my husband seeing these nearly naked women.  I then caught
myself staring at Bob's crotch.  The bulge in his sweatpants was enormous.
I began trying to imagine how big his pole might be.

Bob posed us in "innocent, affectionate" poses.  Bob had Mitzi rub and then
caress my back.  Meanwhile, I was to gently stroke Betsy's hair while I
looked at her with "innocent longing".  But as soon as Mitzi began kissing
my back, I began to squirm.  Her lips were hot and wet.  She was sneaking
her tongue out and gently lapping at the oil on my back.  My head was
reeling.  I caught myself staring at Betsy's now engorged breasts.  And
just then I caught a strong scent of feminine arousal.  I pressed my legs
together.  My twat was throbbing.  Suddenly, I had the sensation that two
pinkies were being brushed gently across my back.  Quickly realizing these
were Mitzi's nipples, I groaned with excitement.  Dizzy, I braced myself on
the floor.  I heard Bob urging us on.  I felt like I should stop her but I
couldn't.  She began massaging my back with her big oily tits. Again, I
couldn't stop her.  My groin ached.  Mitzi untied the strings at the top of
my teddy. It fell to my waist, fully revealing my oily, engorged tits.

I heard Bob encouraging me, "you look wonderful, you look like a centerfold
model, your tits are spectacular".

The shutter of Bob's camera now clicked wildly. I felt like an
out-of-control freight train. Mitzi's eager hands now slipped up over my
tingling globes.  I flinched and then moaned loudly.  Bob was telling us
how good we looked. Mitzi pinched my nipples and I let out a shriek of
pleasure.  She was fondling my breasts and licking and nibbling my ears.
She whispered how good I looked, and how good I smelled.  I felt like I was
going to cum.  I was about to reach for my snatch, when Betsy's hands
gently pushed my legs apart.  Betsy quickly opened the crotch snaps of my
teddy.  I felt her hot breath on my twat.  She lapped at my creamy
ringlets.  Then she dove in, tonguing my clit with passionate abandon.  She
licked some cream out of my slit and then kissed me, letting me taste my
own love-juices.  It was the first pussy I had ever tasted.  I liked it and
asked for more. Betsy now fingered her own pussy and then brought her
cream-covered finger to my mouth and asked if I wanted a taste of her sex.
I sucked her finger clean.  I loved the strong, feminine taste of her
pussy.  Betsy dove back into my pussy and I was now frantic for orgasmic
release. I began to buck my hips, begging her to eat me out.  Mitzi laid me
back on a pillow and lowered one her breasts to my mouth.  I sucked at her
nipples and Mitzi began to groan.  She then straddled me and lowered her
creamy snatch onto my face.  Her labia were pink and full and her shaved
crotch glistened with cream.  I eagerly lapped it up and began tonguing her
clit wildly.  Betsy stopped eating me, now gently stroking my clit with her
finger.  I slowed down as well, and now gently explored Mitzi's lovehole
with my tongue.  Suddenly I felt pressure at my pussy.  Betsy was pushing a
large vibrator into my snatch.  An orgasm swept over my body.  I felt
paralyzed.  Mitzi now moved to my snatch and tasted of me.  She explored my
mouth with her tongue, mixing my juices with hers.  I lay there in a state
of near euphoria.  As Betsy gently slid the dildo in and out, Mitzi
smoothed shaving cream onto my bushy muff.  I felt like I was floating.
Anesthetized. Mitzi gently shaved my mound smooth as Bob clicked his
shutter furiously.  The girls now rinsed me off.  They looked admiringly at
my slick, clean-shaven pussy.  Betsy pulled the dildo out and they rubbed
fragrant oils on my mound.  Bob now walked over and took off his shirt.  He
slipped his sweatpants off.  His huge, stiff cock bobbed up and down.  He
was truly "hung like a horse". Indeed, his dick looked to be nearly a foot
long.  The head was purple with a flared, angry appearance. The shaft was
thick and muscular and covered with prominent veins. He handed his camera
to another assistant.  He pulled my legs up and began kissing my inner
thighs.  I felt mesmerized. My groin ached for his dick. I felt so naughty.
But, I was powerless to stop him.  He gently blew on my cunt and I almost
came. I moaned as his tongue teased around the margins of my pussy.  I
begged him to eat me.  He told how much he loved freshly shaven pussy.  He
thrust his tongue into my hungry slit and slurped my juices.  I screamed
with delight and began to cum.  And I couldn't stop cumming.  Waves of
orgasm kept sweeping over me.  The girls laid next to me were using my
fingers to fuck themselves.  Bob came up out of my snatch and asked me if
there was anything else I wanted.

I began saying, "fuck me. Fuck me. Ooh fuck me".

"If you insist," Bob said.

He kneeled and pressed his massive member against my greedy hole. I felt
his angry head straining at my vaginal opening. Bob pushed gently against
my tight hole like he was popping a virgin's cherry.  I felt like a virgin.
His big dick finally slid in and I was filled up like never before. I felt
the flared rim of his head stretching and massaging my pussy walls.  I
screamed as a tidal wave of orgasm hit me.  Another multiple orgasm. Bob
rolled over pulling me on top of him.  He continued to fuck me but slowed
his thrusts.  I felt someone kissing my buttocks.  I turned to see Chris,
Bob's young stud of a camera assistant.  He stood up and handed the camera
to still another assistant.  Everyone wanted some of the action.  Chris
pulled his pants down.  He was nearly as well hung as his boss.  He kneeled
next to us and offered me his dick.  I kissed his beautiful member and then
sucked his flared head into my mouth.  His salty precum tasted wonderful.
He pulled his dick out of my mouth. And moved around behind me. Bob
continued to gently fuck me. I felt my ass cheeks being spread. Chris began
tonguing my anus. Again, a wonderful new sensation.

I now relaxed into a euphoria, enjoying Bob's gentle thrusts the tingling
feeling around my anus.  Bob motioned to Chris.  Chris used his fingers to
smooth my love juices onto my anus. Then I felt a little pressure. I knew
Chris was about to deflower my virgin anus. But Chris was as gentle as Bob
had been.  I felt a sharp pain as Chris pushed his throbbing member past my
anus and into my rectum.  The pain mounted to exhilaration.  My ass
throbbed with pleasure.  Chris began to fuck me harder and harder.  Bob
picked up his pace lifting us all off of the floor. They now fucked me with
abandon.  I was being sandwich-fucked and it felt great. I screamed as a
wave of searing orgasm hit me again.  I heard their bodies slapping against
mine. Two cocks bouncing against each other inside of me.  I felt a rush of
warmth.  They pumped what seemed like a quart of hot jism into my
loveholes.  They fell back on the floor exhausted.  Though tired I was
still horny.  I hopped up and licked Bob's pole clean.  His salty cum mixed
with my musky cream tasted wonderful.  The girls escorted me back to the
changing room.  They laid me on the floor and began cleaning the cum off of
my cunt, thighs, and anus.  As their greedy tongues darted about my now
bald mound and anus, I came for what seemed like the hundredth time.

We showered off and I dressed and went to Bob's office.  He was looking at
a questionnaire I had filled out prior to the photo shoot.  Bob said,
"First, I want you to know that I have recently tested negative for all
sexually transmitted diseases.  And I've had a vasectomy."

I said "and second?"

Bob: "On this questionnaire we asked you about your husband's fantasies.
You wrote that your husband likes to watch girl-girl action and has a
fantasy of watching a large-dicked man fuck his wife.  I want you to know
we had no prior intention to have sex with you.  That sort of happened
naturally.  But, intentionally or not, we certainly fulfilled your
husband's fantasies.  And, I think your husband will like this tape and the
photos."

I said "But, what if the tape only makes him jealous?  That wouldn't be a
very good birthday present"

Bob: "I have a plan for that - Mitzi and Betsy have agreed to be there when
you present the tape. They will undress you and have sex with you - right
in front of hubby.  Then they'll invite your hubby to join in.  We'll even
tape the session for your husband's future enjoyment.  After that, I think
hubby will want to let bygones be bygones"

I took the tape and drove home - fantasizing about the next "photo
opportunity".