I enjoy nude artwork and figure studies of the female body, so I thought I would try being a part of it for myself. It was originally an innocent idea. My husband also wanted some nudes to be taken of me, so we interviewed photographers and made arrangements.
It started with a few of me in clothes that were slowly but surely coming off of me. Although I knew that I wanted to do this, I was still a little shy at first. My husband was all excited and in to it. This made me a little more comfortable. Once I was nude, I had a small blanket to cover me between poses, but soon it just kind of became useless.
The photographer was not shy about touching me all over to position and pose me. This was making me extremely in the mood. I needed my husband to do me right then. My husband left the room on several occasions to bring water and this and that. He said at one point, "I'll let you two work for a while," and was gone for what seemed like a while. We continued with the shoot, but the photographer had begun to give my body more attention with his hands touching my breast and the inside of my thighs. My body responded obviously with my breaths and I got kind of cold and shaky. He soon just went for it, touching me where I am shaved smooth, and he pushed in his finger. I had never been with anyone else, but his finger briefly had control of my body. When he pulled down his pants, I saw that he was in need with a huge erection. I was so horny, and my emotions were crazy. I was scared, so I said, "We just can't."
He was sweet and understood. I felt bad for him. Besides, I too was now extremely horny. He pulled up his pants but left them undone. I put my panties back on and was thinking that my husband and I were going to soon be wild. I guess I wanted him to know that this was not his fault, so I thought I would do one quick naughty pose. With my back to him I put my left hand on the arm of a sofa and pulled my panties to the side with my right hand and pushed up on my tippy toes. I was soaking wet by now. In what seemed like an instant, his hands were on my waist and he pushed it right in me. I knew that I was allowing it, but I also was not sure that I wanted to continue. He did it in me kind of hard for only maybe a minute. Then he wrapped hie arms around me hugging me from behind and came inside of me. I felt like I was in a trance or something and quickly flipped my panties back in place and grabbed a robe. He kissed me and asked if I was okay.
I think knowing that he had just came in me made me out of my mind horny. My husband then came in. He looked in my eyes, kissed me, and opened my robe. He then pulled it off my shoulders and took over where the photographer left off. He began to satisfy my needs and take me right there in front of the photographer who had just come inside of me. I needed to be taken and wanted him to do what ever he wanted to me. I know he knew what had happened, because I was so messy down there. I was not satisfied to where I could stop for a couple of hours.
When it was over, they dressed me and took me out to dinner. I was still messy and a little disheveled. I felt like everyone who looked at me must have known what had just happened to me. This was a turn on that had never occurred to me. There is so much more to this story, but I will save that to share with those who ask.