Photoshoot

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For a long time, I had fantasised about having my photo taken by a photographer. Firstly, I was looking to have some nice sexy pictures for my online profile, dating sites etc. Secondly, I was also sure it would be quite a fun and sexy experience.I considered who I’d like to take my picture. I really didn’t want to go to an agency and have some young guy taking pictures of me in a semi corporate setting. I definitely wanted an older man, and to have the pictures taken somewhere private.So I looked online to find an amateur photographer. There were so many and nothing was really capturing my attention. They all seemed to be either a little too arty and full of themselves, or clearly a con of some kind to get you into porn. Neither appealed to me.So eventually after looking for some time, I actually bumped into an ad that caught my imagination.I was looking through gumtree, an online classified ads site where you can buy and sell products and services. I was looking to sell some items from my flat, when I bumped into a personals section and decided to have a look.I found an ad:“Amateur photographer looking to gain experience. I can help with your personal pictures from professional to casual and fun. No charge, no fee, just some experience gained in both parts. Coffees will be on me.”I thought this sounded very relaxed and an ideal way to introduce the idea.At the end of the ad, the photographer: Graham, left his mobile number, email address and a short description.“I’m Graham, 58 years old, enjoy being with and helping people from all walks of life. Come and have a picture and a coffee, I won’t bite!’I thought, to hell with it. Why not?I emailed Graham and told isvecbahis him I was interested in having some pictures taken. Only 15-20, a fun theme but also wanted to look attractive and sexy. I attached a picture of me, just my face.Graham responded full of flattery, telling me how pretty I was and that he would love to take my picture. In fact, he couldn’t wait to meet me.He also asked me to answer a number of questions, to ensure our expectations were aligned on the day and to also give him a couple of dates that I was available for the photoshoot.His questions:“How long did I have for the photoshoot? He preferred two hours.I answered that that would work fine for me.“Did I want to take any sexy pictures, lingerie or bikini pics?”I answered, “Yes.”“Do you intend to have any nude photos taken?”I answered that I thought lingerie and bikini was probably as far as I would go.Finally, he asked if I had ever had my pictures taken before.I answered, “only fun ones with boyfriends, not a real photographer.”He emailed back in response to my answers to his questions.He was delighted with everything he read. He also reminded me that he was only a budding photographer, but hoped to be a full time professional one day. Which was a little strange as he was 58, but hey ho!He also commented on my response about nudity.“It’s normal for women to feel apprehensive about posing nude or semi-nude. It is entirely your decision, but if you change your mind on the day, just let me know. A number of women have done so once they are in the swing.”I thanked him and we agreed on a date. I also confirmed that I would not be posing nude. I wasn’t ready for that.All agreed, a date was set.On isveçbahis giriş the agreed date I woke and showered. I was feeling nervous and a little tense. I decided that if I went to the session in this way then the pictures probably wouldn’t turn out as I would like. So I needed to relax.I logged on to a favourite website of mine and started to flirt with some older men. I sent some pictures of me that I had taken myself and was now feeling very relaxed and horny.I remembered that I was about to go to my first photoshoot, it made me excited.I got into the shower and nearly made myself cum from the excitement and my fingers. I decided to hold off and keep in a sexy mood so that my pictures would be good and I could enjoy the experience, perhaps I would find it very sexy.I dressed in a white thong, black leggings, matching bra and a t-shirt. I wore a black cardigan to keep me warm. Not very sexy.I packed a number of matching underwear sets and a bikini. My favourite yellow one.I arrived at the house address. A modest two-bedroom house in a suburban area just on the outskirts of Swindon.Graham opened the door.“Hello, you must be Beth, I’m so glad you are here, some women get cold feet but you’re here that’s wonderful. And May I say, you look and smell amazing, what an absolute beauty you are.”I was blushing, Graham was being very generous with his comments and my fondness for older men was risking getting the better of me.“Thank you, you’re also very handsome, I’m really looking forward to today,” I replied.“First off, coffee. How do you like it?” asked Graham.We drank our coffee and then Graham started to take some natural pictures of me sitting on his isveçbahis yeni giriş sofa, then standing, looking over my shoulder etc.“Very nice,” he said.“Now, let’s get that cardigan off and maybe lose the leggings?” he suggested.Without hesitation, I removed my cardigan and shoes. I stood and turned my back to Graham who was clicking away. I took the top of my leggings, as I looked over my shoulder at Graham and I gradually pulled them down, fully revealing my white thong, leaving my leggings just below my bottom.I twisted and shook for a few moments as Graham took some pictures. I was overcome with the most rampant feelings of lust and horniness. I was now too embarrassed to completely remove my leggings, as my panties were totally soaked as I had leaked constantly from this enormous arousal that took over me.I pulled my leggings back over my bottom and instead turned to face Graham. He looked surprised as he was expecting me to remove them fully. To deflect from this, I removed a bra strap from my shoulder and placed it halfway down my arm, first left, then right.Graham watched me and encouraged me. My panties were getting wetter and wetter as I for some reason let my left bra cup fall down and reveal my full breast and nipple. As the air hit my nipple, I realised that I had neglected the fact that this was also a giveaway, as it was already rock hard.Graham simply said, “And now the other side Beth.”I did as instructed, putty in his hands as more juice leaked from my pussy, my leggings now also damp.Graham reached across and softly squeezed my right nipple.“Gosh they’re so hard Beth. Oh I’m sorry, do you mind if I touch you?” he asked, forgetting himself.“No, it’s fine,” I said. Shaking my head and reacting like a giggling schoolgirl, god knows why!Graham then cupped both my breasts, one in each hand and gently squeezed them, moving closer to me and watching me for a reaction.

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