The Photographer

I have always had an interest in photography that went beyond the enjoyment of looking at nude pictures in Playboy.

So last fall, I decided to take a course offered through the community college in photography. We did a number of different subjects in the course and one of the outside assignments was to do a series on a human subject. I talked Nancy, a gorgeous brunette that works with me into being my model. At work, I'm known as a kind and quiet man who is "safe" but not particularly exciting. I have never been very aggressive with woman and am sort of plain looking.

Nancy knew that she was safe and that all I wanted were some nice pictures. She agreed after I promised that she could have copies. She wore a blue evening dress and had her hair styled specially (also an expense I absorbed) for the session. It went smoothly with me taking two rolls of film of her doing close-up and glamour shots. After developing the pictures in the class, I took copies to work for Nancy and she was so pleased she showed them to all our coworkers.

I got lots of praise for the work from both my coworkers and the class.

A month later, Christine (another coworker) approached me and asked if I would photograph her. I agreed and asked to bring what she wanted to pose in to my house that Saturday. Christine is a tall, very slender brunette with an extremely tight body and a small chest. She is very quiet and reserved at work. I rented some extra lights and set up a backdrop in my basement (I hope to add a darkroom too).

Christine showed up wearing workout clothes with a small bag. She said that she wanted to start of in that so we went straight to work. I talked her through a number of poses. After I was done with the first roll, she went to the bathroom to change. She came out in a tiny strapless orange bikini. My mouth dropped to the floor. I regained my composure and we went back to work. I had her pose many ways being sure to get a couple closeups for myself and a couple with her facing away from the camera (what a hiney!). After two roles of film , Christine went back to the bathroom and changed back into her work out clothes. She thanked me and told me she was looking forward to seeing the pictures.

I stopped by Christine's desk on Wednesday (I had borrowed a friends darkroom to develop the pictures) and gave her the pictures. She left them in the envelope and said that she would look at them later. I can't blame her for not wanting the whole office drooling over her in a bikini. Thursday, she came by my desk to thank me again and to ask if I would do some more. I agreed to have her come over again Saturday (who wouldn't!) for another session.

Saturday morning, I once again set up my equipment for the shoot. Needless to say I was quite excited. Christine showed up at 10:00 wearing another workout suit and carrying her bag again. This time she excused herself and went straight to the bathroom to change. I played around with the equipment wondering what type of surprises she might have for me today. I was hoping that she might have brought along another bikini. She came out of the bathroom wearing a skimpy teddy! I was having a hard time concealing my excitement. Christine explained that she wanted some special pictures for her boyfriend to remember her by when he was away on business. She laid down across the set with one hand supporting her head and the other running along her side. Her brown nipples were clearly visible through the top and I could just make out a small dark patch through her sheer white panties. Needless to say, I started shooting away. Soon, I had her moving all around so I could get a better pictures (not to mention a better view!). When I went to change film, she said she was going to change into something else. I was disappointed, figuring that I had seen all that I was going to. Five minutes later she came out wearing a black silk night shirt and white stockings.

It was not transparent as the teddy had been but her nipples still cast an interesting contour through the silk. The shirt was slit near the bottom on both sides and I could just catch the tops of the stockings. They apparently were being held up by a garter belt!

She laid down belly first on the set and I started shooting closeups of her face. If she had been a little better built, I would have had some good cleavage but as I mentioned earlier, Christine is slight. I walked around her back and saw that the shirt had ridden up her backside exposing part of each cheek. She didn't have any panties on! My bulge was getting tougher and tougher to conceal and walking was getting painful. I moved back to the front of the set and put my camera back on the tripod (help conceal the shake in my hand). She rose up to a semi kneeling position and unbuttoned a couple buttons on the shirt. Then she took part of the left shoulder and leaned her head over it. She stared up at the camera and I took some shots. It was one hot pose! Then she kneeled at a 90 degree angle to the camera and worked the shirt to expose the side of her thigh (without showing any of her privates) and the garter belt.

I was out of film again (I don't know how I noticed!)

As I was changing film, Christine got up and got a drink (I had set out some white wine). She brought a glass over to me and asked me if I would promise to be discreet. I thought it a little strange to ask after she had already had the pictures shot but agreed that it would do neither of us any good to circulate anything at the office. She made me promise to give her all the negatives but said that I could keep some pictures for myself. Then she said that it was time to get back to work (I thought maybe she was done by the tone of her conversation).

She sat down on the set and undid all but one button on the nightshirt. One of her small breasts peeked out from one side of the shirt. Not knowing if it was on purpose or inadvertent, I quickly shot some pictures. It seemed to be on purpose as Christine lowered her shirt to her lap exposing both tits. They were absolutely gorgeous, small and pert with the brown nipples standing out. I was in seventh heaven. She unbuttoned the last button on the shirt and threw it off the set. She was now sitting Indian style with nothing but the white garter belt and stockings. I still couldn't see her pussy because of the way she was sitting. After I shot a couple more frames, she laid on her belly facing me. I caught a glimpse of her pussy as she laid out. She a really tight butt and the cheeks looked really firm. She rolled over and stood up with her back facing me and looked over her shoulder at the camera.

Finally she turned around and I got to view her in all her glory. She had a neatly trimmed pussy with a thin downy looking bush. I had run out of film again. I practically tore the camera apart and reloaded in record time as I didn't want to miss this opportunity of a lifetime. Christine had sat back down when I turned around to the set. She was sitting with her knees up to her chest. She said that she wanted some extreme closeups and spread her knees partly and put both hands down on both sides of her pussy. I moved in for the closeups as she pulled the lips apart showing the pinkness inside. I couldn't believe Christine was such a hot lady under her quiet exterior. A finger entered the slippery folds and she frigged in and out a couple times as I shot away (with the camera). She rolled over on her belly and stuck her ass up at me. I snapped a couple more shots of her brown and pink holes as she continued to slide her finger in and out of her pussy. She rolled onto her back and I could see that her eyes were closed. The pace of her finger had picked up too. I shot away and found once again that I was out of film. As I changed film, I saw that Christine had not noticed my absence (or my presence at that point) and was furiously moving her finger in and out and pulling at her nipples with the other hand, alternating from tit to tit. I got back just in time to capture her face at the moment of climax.

As she came down to earth, I snapped a couple more shots with her hand laying next to her wide open pussy with the juices clearly visible on it. After a couple minutes, she reopened her eyes and looked up at me and blushed slightly. She had made very little noise during the whole performance (just a occasional whimper and some deep breathing, Christine was definitely not a screamer!)

She could plainly see my bulge. She told me she would take care of my problem and thank me properly for the pictures if I promised to respect her relationship with her boyfriend. She told me that she wouldn't let me fuck her but she would give me a blowjob. She motioned me over to her and reached up for my zipper and lowered it. She reached in my shorts and pulled my cock out. I have an average cock (six and a half inches and a little thicker than some) and she complimented me on it. She guided me back to a seat near the tripod and sat me down, taking the opportunity to lower my pants and shorts. As I sat, I kicked them completely off. She kneeled down and took my cock in her mouth. It was unbelievable. She suck gently on the tip and ran it down, a little deeper each time. She pulled it out and licked the underside down to the balls.

She engulfed the head and went all the way down to the base.

She raised her head to the tip again and started tonguing it while her hand grabbed my base and began to jack it. I reached over and picked up my camera again. I finished out the roll of film taking pictures of her sucking my cock. After having been as excited as I was for the last hour (it seemed much longer), I didn't have much staying power. I was soon shooting my load down her throat. She was obviously skilled and took the whole load without missing a drop. I sat on the chair totally spent as she gently stroked my cock with her small hands. After I regained my power to speak, I thanked her. Christine made me promise that I would tell no one of our session (any part of it) and reminded me that I had promised her the negatives. She got up and went to the bathroom. By the time she came out (dressed once more in the workout suit), I had put my pants back on and was turning off the lights and cleaning up. She thanked me again and kissed me lightly before leaving.

I went to my friends house Sunday to develop the film.

It took most the day to do it but I wanted to get it right.

I wanted to be sure that all the pictures came out right because Christine had said that I could keep a set of prints. I had to do it right the first time as I had promised to return the negatives and would not get a second chance. The results were quite impressive and I did a lot of blowups.

Monday, at the office, I told Christine that I had her prints and negatives out in my car (I didn't want to take the chance anyone could get a hold of them in the office).

After work, we walked out to the car and I gave them to her.

She thanked me again and I told her that I should be thanking her. I told her anytime she wanted another shoot, To just let me know. Thursday, she came up to me at the office. She said that she had given the pictures to her boyfriend as a birthday present. He (and she) were both impressed with the results. She admitted that she hadn't given him the pictures of her frigging herself or the ones of her blowing me. She didn't think he could handle that.

I still can't believe that this experience happened to me. Not only did I have a great experience, my camera work has improved.

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After my last adventure, I realized that I wouldn't be happy unless I did some more nude photographs. Christine was still around work but hadn't shown any interest (I was to timid to ask her). I decided that I didn't want to risk approaching anyone at work since I wanted to keep my little hobby a secret. I decided to place an ad in the classified section of our local paper. I kept the ad vague saying that I wanted models for figure and glamour work. I had them respond to a post office box so I could retain my anonymity.

I ran the ad for one week and sat back and waited for the responses to come in. At the end of the week, I went to the post office to see the response. There was only five letters in the box.

One was from what was obviously a hooker. She talked about sex and what she would do to me if I was "generous". I decided that I wasn't that desperate. Another, she had included a picture, said that she didn't do nude work but would pose in swimsuits. I put her aside hoping to find a more likely candidate. The third letter said that she posed for "tastefully" done nudes and that her rate was $200.00 an hour. She included a picture and did not look particularly pretty. I knew I couldn't afford her rates and was beginning to get a little discouraged. The fourth was from a college student named Angela. She said that she was working her way through school. She said that she had never modeled before but thought she could learn quickly. Angela wrote that she was 5' 8", 36-24-34 and weighed 135. She also said that she had light blonde hair. Now this was more like it. The fifth letter was from a girl who had done some modeling before. She included a photo and looked quite nice. She had a resume from previous jobs and said that she would like to arrange a time for me to view her portfolio.

I got the impression that she was a more serious model than I could afford and might not be willing to do the type photos I wanted. It looked like Angela would be my best bet. I called her number when I got home. A pleasant female voice answered and I asked for Angela. The girl told me that Angela had gone home for the weekend and would be back Monday. She offered to take a message but I declined promising to call back Monday evening (Angela had classes most of the day I was told). The weekend dragged on and I mapped out my strategy. By Monday night, I was nervous. I needed to calm down as I wanted to sound professional to allay any fears Angela might have. I called and a different female voice answered. I asked for Angela and she replied that she was her. I told her that she had answered my ad and that I was interested in interviewing her. She dropped her voice and sounded a bit tentative when she asked for the details. I arranged to meet her at a local college hang out to discuss details. I figured that this would give both of us a chance to check each other out and help put her at ease since she would be on her home turf.

I showed up at the appointed time with a small folder of some of my previous work. I had include a couple of the more discreet shots of Christine (my only nude work at that point). Angela showed up late and seemed a bit nervous. I knew that I would have to go slow. She seemed bigger than life (not fat), was well built and had a soft sort of roundness to her curves. I tried to relax her by getting her to talk about herself. She said that she was working her way through school and was having a hard time finding enough work to support herself given the time constraints of her classes. She said that she had a part time waitress job but it didn't cover all her expenses. She asked what the modelling job paid. I told her that I would pay $100.00 a session and that could increase later on. I said that each session would be about two hours long and that I could work around her schedule. Angela then asked what she had to do. I told her I wanted to shoot some glamor, semi-nudes and nude shots (I gave her the folder to look at). She looked around nervously and lowered her voice and said that she would do it.

We agreed on Thursday evening and I asked her to bring along a swimsuit, a nightgown, and to wear a dress to the session.

I planned to take it slow the first night. Angela showed up on time in a maroon dress suit with a white blouse. She seemed tense and nervous. I took her to the basement and gave her a quick tour to show her the bathroom for changing, the dark room (a new addition), and finally the studio. I gave her a glass of wine and told her to let me know at any point in the shoot if she was uncomfortable.

I took a couple quick pictures while she finished her wine and told her how lovely she looked. She seemed to relax a bit and I guided her to the set. I could tell I was going to have to talk to her a lot and reassure her (with Christine there had been very little talking). After about ten minutes of talking her through various poses, I asked her to remove her suit jacket. She tensed momentarily but soon fell back into the rhythm. I soon ran out of film in both cameras (I had gotten a second camera so I wouldn't have to change film as often) and suggested to Angela that she go change into her swimsuit. She nervously trotted off to the bathroom to change. She still hadn't come out when I had finished reloading. I went down the hall and knocked on the door and asked her if she was alright. She nervously replied that she would be out in a minute. A couple minutes later, she came back into the studio wearing a robe that I had placed in the bathroom for her. I asked her if she was nervous and she admitted that she was a little nervous. I told her how beautiful she looked and that she had nothing to be afraid of. After a couple more minutes of reassuring talk, she took the robe off and started posing again. She was wearing a white one piece suit. Though it showed her curves well, it was not terribly revealing. She started to relax and I soon had her doing Marilyn Monroe style pin up shots and enjoying it.

After I had shot another two rolls of film, I asked her to go change into the nightgown she had brought. She picked up the robe and headed to the bathroom. I reloaded the camera.

I knew that I needed to pick up the pace a bit as we were already an hour into the session and I hadn't seen anything you couldn't see on TV. Angela returned wearing the robe again and went straight to the set (a good sign). I asked her how she was enjoying the session and she said that it was fun. I took a couple of shots of her face as we talked to let her know it was time to get back to work. She took the hint and removed the robe. She was wearing one of those big football jersey that came down below her waist. I guess 20 year old college students haven't had time to learn to appreciate sexy nightwear (such as the night shirt 29 year old Christine had in the earlier episode). It looked like she was still wearing her bra. Well if I couldn't start at the top, I could start at the bottom. I moved her around the set and had her lie on her belly. As she got down, I saw that she was wearing plain white panties. After a couple of shots on her belly, I asked her to remove her panties for some semi-nude teasing shots. The moment of truth had arrived. Was she going to chicken out or were we going to start to make some progress. She hesitated a moment and then reached back. She lowered the panties without exposing anything. I asked her to stand in a profile stance. She rose carefully. I asked her to raise the bottom of the shirt so as to cover her front but give a side view thigh and behind. She did so slowly.

She had a great behind. I told again how beautiful she was and asked her to turn her head to the camera and give me a big smile. She did so rather self conciously. I told her that she could put her panties back on while I reloaded the camera (only one camera was used up but I could tell she needed a short break).

When I returned, she seemed more relaxed. I asked her if she was ready to go on. She said yes and I requested that she remove the jersey. A look of panic shot through her eyes but she was a trooper. I was right about the bra as after she removed the jersey, she was standing there in just her bra and panties. I tried to relax her as I shot some more poses. Finally, I asked her to unhook her bra.