Regular readers of this series may remember how I first asked Vanessa to let me watch her piss during our honeymoon. At first she had been embarrassed about doing this, but I told her that she mustn't be ashamed of anything to do with her body, and she soon grew comfortable with it. I pissed in front of her too, and sometimes got her to hold my dick as I did...
I've always enjoyed photography. Took classes on it in both high school and college, even though my vocation is computer programming. It is an enjoyable hobby. I have some lovely nature photos, and I've also done some college graduation shots and even a few weddings. And I'm rarely seen around home without my camera with me. You and I have bumped into each...
My wife Tina is a model. Not the kind of model you see on TV or on a fashion runway. She's a nude model for her own internet website. And I do all her pictures as I'm a photographer. Usually, she models alone. She starts off dressed and then gets naked and masturbates for the camera. But once in a while, she has someone join her on camera. This is her latest...
They say the eye is the window to the soul. Well I can tell you that when I put my camera in front of my eye, those souls are laid well and truly bare. Flasher Watkins they call me, snapper extraordinary to all the best top shelf magazines and most of the worst. If a magazine editor wants some hot young lovely draped across his centre spread, it's me he cal...
"Turn away from me and look over your shoulder." "Unclip your bra, let the ends fall apart." "Turn and face me, slip one of the straps, the left one, off your shoulder and let it dangle down your arm." "Put your hands on your head and slip your fingers into your hair." "Keep the bra on by the cups sticking to your boobs." "Now, pull one cup off. No not...
Everyone included is above the age of 18 and very willing participants. Please send ideas of next scene because this one leaves you hanging on. "What do I do next? You are the professional here Uncle Woody?" I say looking into the camera smiling really big. Uncle Woody is my mom's youngest brother and has always been thought of as the wild child in the fa...
Methinks I have mentioned from time to time the existence of The Little Sketching Group (LSG). The LSG was formed just after the turn of the century by my photographer friend Harry and consists mostly of older males and a few females, many of whom are customers of Harry's photography business. The LSG was seen to be necessary because though the local Newbury...
Author's Notes: This story was told to me by Debbi who I met in Literotica Chat. She gave me permission to re-tell this tale of erotic debauchery to my fellow Literotica readers. As always, I'd like to thank my editor and friend Pete who keeps me within the bounds of proper English and grammar. Lastly, this is a cheating wives story. If the subject of...
Outside the restaurant, I said, "Now we get you a little bit drunk." She guffawed. "You think I need help getting wild?" There was a line of Taxis queued in front of a hotel on the same block, so we went over and stood in line. It was a short wait to get to the front. As the next cab was pulling up, I opened my shoulder bag and pulled out a bra and a pair...
Abigail was a photographer with a growing reputation for landscape photographs, particularly of the mountains and desert of Utah, New Mexico, Arizona, Colorado and Texas. However economic times being hard, she still found herself accepting other bread and butter photographic work, and today was no exception. Abigail felt a tingle of excitement as she readie...