CHAPTER 1 Struggling for a break in his chosen career of commercial photographer, having gained basic academic qualifications but lacking experience and an influential person to get him through the door, Col Cully sat at a bar, having worked eight hours as a security guard standing outside a bank. The pay was sufficient to keep him housed and fed with some...
THE NAKED SWIMMER INTERVIEW This is a rough draft. This is not the article as submitted to VFM magazine—however it is my original draft with all the extraneous details I normally wouldn't include in a magazine article. However, I felt that I am on to an amazing story here and I want a record of every thought and note taken down during this interview, as I b...
The air was growing colder and the first hints of snow were starting to linger on the ground. Yes, Julia thought, the time was coming again when she would have the challenge of finding something special for her husband for Christmas. While James was easy to please in most regards, as with most men, it was difficult to find just the right gift. This year in...
The Craig's List ad caught my eye. Listed in the category, "Creative Gigs" it advertised for a mature female model with a "sense of adventure" that was willing to pose nude for an "erotic artistic project." The ad requested that at least two photos be submitted with the online application, one of which was to be a nude or semi-nude body shot. The modeling fe...
My Wife’s Night Class Ch. 5: Arranging a Photo Shoot I called in sick Thursday because I felt like spending a leisurely morning with my wife, who had put on such a good sex show for me with her classmate John the night before. Also, there were some stirrings of jealousy I needed to deal with. After getting massaged and briefly fingerfucked by the ridiculous...
This is the story of how I got involved with a couple who needed a private photographer and the adventures that I had with them. Names have been changed to protect their identities! As a nineteen-year-old student with his own flat, and a burgeoning photography hobby I made ends meet by working part time in a camera store. Marie had been in a couple of times...
My tittyfucking obsession marched on and my collection of material grew. The occasional thoughts of doing a film about a tit fuck contest intrigued me. I had the money, learned what I liked, and didn't like, had what I thought was a new fresh idea, but really didn't know how to go about filming, distributing, legal contracts, and hiring of models. I knew I w...
Mom knows. She found out about a year or two ago. I don't remember exactly when. Maybe after a year of writing for Lit, I guess. I was kinda surprised at her reaction. She told me she didn't care what I write, as long as I was making money at it. Was I? Of course, I had to say no. After all, what I write and submit here isn't written for money. It's written...
It started with a phone call. A portrait for her husband. Simple you say? Read on for the real story of what happened. Carrie appeared at my door nicely dressed in a business suit, high heels, nylons, and a scarf. Her breasts looked like they were going burst from the blouse. The suit kept everything together for her. I had a green velvet chair that I thou...
After the private posing session I did for the Gang of Three in Ms. Reynolds classroom (WVC Ch.27 - the Private Drawing Session), Valerie and Erika waited for the other students to leave. Then the two Club members escorted me outside to make certain none of the three were lying in wait on the steps of the Art Building. I had hoped to be able to spend some so...