Erotica, Series
The Leatherbound Diaries, Part 5
The Shoot: Cathy gets a commission from a sexy couple for a boudoir photo session
These are individual tales. Part of a Sex diary series. Find it all here…
As I looked back at the house in which I’d just spent several hours, I felt exhausted and excited. The sex had been fantastic, and I surely hoped that my photographs would be as great. Last week, I got a commission from a couple for a boudoir portrait. They got my name through Paul’s studio, so I knew I could trust them, but I had not expected to meet such enthralling people.
Werner is an opera director, and Caitlin is a former dancer. They met on a theatre production in Rome and instantly fell in love. They are truly adorable and I fell in love with them instantly too.
Early on, when I was setting up my gear and testing the light falling into their large bedroom window, I felt an urge to open up to them. Paul has taught me that for such commissions you need to be a good listener. You need to make people at ease, ask them simple questions, so they talk to you and feel assured that you are not anxious about any intimacy. The camera can be an intimidating thing which they need to forget. People need to see you, not the machine. But Werner and Caitlin are used to the attention, and they enjoy it. It was me who was asked questions and I opened up to them feeling that they liked me.
After shooting a few series of Caitlin on and around the bed in a torn tutu — they’d prepared some ideas for the photo session — Werner proposed joining Caitlin to try out a few poses of them together. I had no objection; it was their party. It turned out pretty great. The light was very nice at that point and as a couple they really look good together.
My focus was on the framing and the light, so when I saw something change in Caitlin’s face, I didn’t realise at first what caused it. I took my eyes off the display and recognised the exhale of pleasure as she opened her mouth. Our gazes met, and it was then that I understood Werner had entered her from behind. She was leaning on the bed with her hands, the shredded white petticoat flipped over her hips, resting on her back like wounded wings.
I took my camera off the tripod and moved closer. I wanted to capture her face as she was being fucked by Werner with slow deep thrusts. She kept her gaze on me as I danced around her, approaching closer and closer. It was thrilling to be transfixed by her as her breathing quickened and saliva accumulated in her mouth. She licked her lips and right at that point I pushed the shutter button. A few drops of drool on her tongue caught the light as it highlighted her eyes too.
She whispered to me, ‘Take your clothes off.’
I was aroused and wet and quickly shed my jeans and hoodie.
‘All of them,’ Caitlin added.
Naked, I continued to photograph them. Werner pulled out his slim cock and laid it on his wife’s buttocks. It was an obvious pose, and I took a shot of it. I could smell his pre-cum mixed with Caitlin’s juices. After a few more pictures, I knelt, closed my eyes and waited for him to offer it to me. He brushed his slick tip along my cheeks and in a reflex, I opened my mouth. But he teased me, just whisking it over my face and lips. Only when I opened my eyes and begged him with them to give me what I craved for, did he slide his cock into my mouth.
I felt Caitlin’s hands on my shoulders, caressing me, guiding me. She knelt behind me to slipp her hands under my armpits and onto my tits. As she kneaded them, she took my hard nipples between her thumb and forefinger and tested my threshold of pain by pulling them. She leaned over my shoulder and kissed my cheek.
Werner pulled back from me, as it was Caitlin’s turn to suck his cock. From the corner of my eyes, I watched it slide into her beckoning mouth, which made me gasp. I picked up my camera, held it up and took a selfie of us.
‘Fuck,’ Werner exclaimed. ‘I want that one.’
Caitlin took his cock in her hand and offered it back to me. I kept the camera up and pressed the button successively, as we both held the dripping crown between our lips. We kissed and licked it and each other. It was deliciously sexy. Werner said he couldn’t hold out any longer, so we let him spray us with his cum. Caitlin lubed her fingers with it and glided them between my pussy lips. I was so ready to cum after all the previous excitement that I quickly shook and shivered under her expertly moving hand.
I grabbed Werner’s buttocks — he was still standing next to me, watching us — and pressed my nails into his flesh when I came. I felt his muscles respond. He grabbed my hair and forced me to look at him.
‘Watch it, slut.’
I just grinned at him mockingly and licked my lips.
‘I bet she pegs you,’ I said, which made Caitlin laugh wholeheartedly.
He disciplined me later in a feverish fuck that caused me to have multiple orgasms while he slapped my bum into an apologetic blush. I was eating Caitlin’s pussy on my hands and knees, and she must’ve loved the view and my tongue because she came with a squirt that covered my face like a beauty mask.
Before I left, they thanked me for the photo shoot and expressed their hopes that they would see the pictures soon, as well as me. Caitlin leaned in and with a wicked smile she whispered in a heavy American accent.
‘He still needs a dildo shoved up his ass.’ The joke sounded like an invitation to me, and I can’t wait to shoot him like that.
[To be continued]
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