Glamour Photography
By: Ray Francis and a friend

Well, the day had finally come. Here you were, standing in front of a camera, getting your picture taken. Except, of course, it wasn’t at any 
Studio.  Time for the old home photo-album. You and your lover had talked about it for some time, after you had admitted to him that you enjoyed 
Looking at the women in the men's magazines, like Playboy, and Penthouse. But, you had told him, they seemed a little tame, and that you got more 
Excited and envious when you were looking at the more graphic pictures in Hustler. The ones where the women would hold their pussy open and show the 
Pinkness inside. For some reason, it looked more fun.

You were just talking about it, when he suggested that he take some pictures of you.  "No," you told him, "I don't think I could do that. 
Looking is one thing, but taking my clothes off for a camera is something else. I mean, what if someone saw them?"

"No problem, doll. No one ever will. I can develop them myself, and we can save them. That way, in 20-30 years, we'll remember how good we looked, and 
How much fun we had? I'll tell you what: if you don't want to, how about if we just take some of you in regular clothes, or a swimsuit?  You know, 
Fashion photography. How about that?"

"Well, I guess that'd be ok," you told him. Thinking to you, though, "Hmmm, maybe I could just start off that way, and see how it goes. I'm sure 
I could always quit."

So after a little more coaxing, you told him to be here at your place next Saturday.  Well, today was Saturday, and you had rotten up early, fixed 
Yourself a good breakfast, (so your stomach wouldn't be growling), and took 
About 2 hours to do your hair and make-up. When he came in, he said you 
Looked great, but that the make-up had to be a bit heavier, so it would 
Show up better on film. 

"Kind make it look like a hooker's make-up. I know it seems like too much, 
But it really IS better for the camera. It tends to get washed out from the 
Flash, so you need more to make it show up."

So you went walking back into the bathroom (still wearing just a towel), 
And applied more pancake, rouge, eyeshadow, etc.

While in there, you called out to him, "What do I wear?"

"ANYTHING you want, baby," he answered. "Where should I set up?"

You told him the empty living room would be good. You had taken all the 
Furniture out so you could put in the new carpet, but so far had only 
Gotten as far as removing the old carpet, so all you had now was a bear 
Wood floor.

As you put on more cosmetics, you heard him banging around, moving his 
Equipment.  You wondered what was involved. You assumed he would just have 
His 35mm and a flash. "Must be more to it than that,” you thought.  You 
Guessed that since he had done some photography for "High Society” before, 
That he knew what he was doing.

Having finished with the Mary Kay, you head into the bedroom, and pull out 
A business suit. You pull on the blouse, and put on the crotchless panties, 
Hoping he won't notice till later. You pull on your suntan pantyhose over 
Them and put the purple skirt on. The high heels come next, and, checking 
Your hair one last time in the mirror, you head out into the large living 
Room. 

You are surprised at the amount of equipment he has there. 

"What IS all that stuff?" you ask.

He starts pointing things out, explaining what they are needed for.  "Well, 
That’s a tripod, used to hold the camera steady, so we can get very clear 
Pictures.  Wouldn't do too well to have you all made up, and have it come 
Out blurry, now would it? That big white panel is a reflector. I use it to 
Even out the lighting all the way around you. That's so when the flash goes 
Off, you don't look like you are in a spotlight. These two boxes with the 
Umbrellas on them are called 'fill-in flash' units. That’s an additional 
Way to add light, because with just the flash on the camera, no matter what 
Reflectors I had, you'd still be in a spotlight. We want as much a natural 
Look as we can manage. I don't want it to look like a picture. I want it as 
A captured moment of time."

You smile at his drop into romanticism, and ask what the cable on the 
Camera is for. He told you that it's a remote for setting off the camera, 
To insure even further that the camera doesn't move when he take the 
Picture. 

"Ok," you say, "NOW what do we do?"

"Well, first, we have some wine. This is needed to relax you. I can see you 
Are a bit nervous."

"Well, I’ve never done any film work before. I don't know what to do.  I'm 
Afraid I'll mess up."

“Don’t worry about it," he told you, "you CAN'T mess up. I'm the one who 
Controls everything. Just relax and be yourself."

"OK, but, do we REALLY have to drink this early in the day? I mean, it’s 
Only 10 am."

"Yep, necessary. Believe me, it's ok. It's only 1 drink."

He gets out the bottle (already opened), and pours you a drink, in a long 
Stemmed wineglass. You sip it, and notice its chilled just right, and 
Actually tastes good for this early in the morning. You sit down, and look 
Around, intimidated by everything. You aren't sure if you want to continue 
With this.

He seems to notice this, and tells you to take your time.

“Drink the whole glass, but only at your own pace. Relax, it’ll be ok. 
Think of it as fun, not something to be afraid of. Just like having your 
School picture taken."

"I HATED getting my school picture. They ALWAYS turned out terrible."

“Not this time, love. This time it'll be great. You’re so beautiful, I 
Could do this with a instamatic and make people think it was a Renoir."

You smile at him, relaxing a bit. You are enjoying the attention he is 
Giving you. 

"A Renoir? No, I don't think so. Maybe I'd make a good Picasso?" You make a 
Funny face at him, sticking your tongue out.

He laughs, and leans forward to give you a kiss. You stop him, reminding 
Him of the lipstick. 

"Hey, wait!" he says. "That's perfect. Stay there." And he turns the camera 
Around, and starts taking pictures of you. He has you cross your legs, and 
Hold the wineglass on your lap, both hands wrapped around the stem.  He 
Takes the picture, then tells you to tilt the glass forward, so he can get 
The ring of lipstick you have lip on the rim. Then he has you hold it up 
Almost to your lips, ready to take a drink.

The whole time, he is telling you how great you look, and how perfect the 
Pictures will be, especially since you are in them. You feel flattered and 
Amused that he would say so. "You're just saying that."  You tell him, 
Hoping it's not true. "No, I'm not. I really believe it. Really!"

After about 10 pictures of this, he asks if you would like to do more.  You 
Say sure, since you are starting to enjoy it. He goes over to your stereo, 
And turns on some hot, soft, romance music. Not sleepy classical, but 
Something with an underlying urgency to it. Not rushed, but not boring.  He 
Has you look down a bit, stare up at him, with the glass close to your 
Mouth. 

"Ok, now. Lick your lips very slowly, like it's the most arousing thing you 
Have ever tasted."

You do your best act, and notices your lips feel pretty good and smooth. You 
Put on a ghost of a smile, trying to be alluring. You guess it worked, 
Because he says, "Don't do that! I'm trying to take pictures here!"  You 
Smile wickedly, and decide to try and turn him on. You guess the wine is 
Starting to work on you, since this is your third glass; you have been 
Sipping it in between shots. 

So you tell him to set the stuff back up where it's supposed to be, and you 
Go over in front of the camera. You remove the blazer you had put on, and 
He notices you don't have a bra on underneath your silk lavender blouse. 
"Great,” he says. "Put the glass down, stare at the camera, and pull your 
Shoulders back. Now lift your chin, and put one foot out to the side. Hands 
On your hips. Great!"

He takes a series of pictures, you trying to be the sexy businesswoman 
Boss type.  It seems to be working, because as you watch him take the 
Pictures, you notice he's getting a hard on. You are about ready to spring 
A surprise on him, when he announces, "I'm out of film. Hold on."

Damn!  You go back and get the glass, filling it up. Standing in front of 
The camera, you wait, sipping at your Cabernet Souvignon. He reloads the 
35, and gets back behind the lens. He says, "OK, ok, let's go." Seems to be 
In a rush, does he? Ok, let him try this...

You lean back, hold the glass high over your head, and tilt your head back. 
He's snapping like crazy, because your tits are tight against your blouse. 
Then, without warning, you tilt the glass and let the wine run down your 
Chest, over your stomach, and down to the floor. He is snapping furiously. 
Good thing he's got that auto-winder on there! The wine is cold, and makes 
Your nipples tighten, and stand out even farther against your blouse.  He 
Have you turn towards him, and do the same thing again. The blouse is now 
See through, just adding a hint of colour to your skin. You’re large breasts 
Are looking good through it, and you feel excited. He says it’s perfect. 
Just what he was looking for? So sexy, yet not dirty. Kind of like a wet
T-shirt contest, he says. So you continue....

You start to unbutton your blouse, and get down to your cleavage before you 
Stop.  You lean forward, pushing your tits at the camera, and holding the 
Blouse open to show your breasts. It looks good against the see-through 
Which is all around it. 

He just let’s you do what you wants, snapping pix at a rapid pace. You start 
To undo the skirt, unwrapping it from around you, and letting it fall to 
The floor.  He almost faints when he sees the garter belt  and  crotchless 
undies you have on. When he runs out of film again, it only takes him about 
6 seconds to change rolls, and he is off again. 

You decide to get very bold, and grab the front of your blouse, right at 
Your nipples.  While he is snapping, you rip the blouse off you, letting 
Your tits swing free. You throw the blouse to the ground, and turn sideways 
To show him your profile. 

He pushes a stool over to you, and you sit on it. It's kind of like a bar 
Stool, with the legs connected by bars. You sit on it, and press your knees 
Together.  He throws you a towel, and you dry off. You put your hands on 
Your knees, and hold your tits together with your upper arms. He has you 
Straighten your back, and hold your head up, so you make a type of 
Triangle.  "It looks so good, angel. I love it!" Your nipples are standing 
Up still, not from the cold anymore, but from the heat. You find that all 
This is turning you on. You imagine yourself as a model for Playboy, and 
That soon you'll be Hef's woman. 

Your lover tells you to wake up, and move around. Who the hell is he to? 
Interrupt your fantasy? So you put those heels on the floor, stand up, and 
Turn around, showing him your ass, covered by the black lace of the 
Panties.  You pull it together, against the middle of you ass, showing off 
Your cheeks. That flash is going like a strobe light! You put your fingers 
In the band of the garter belt, and bend over, sliding them down your long 
Legs, pointing your ass at him. You turn around, and kick off your shoes. 
Now all you have on are the panties. 

You stop, and notice he is rubbing his cock through his pants.  "Excited?" 
You ask him. "You know it, babe!"

You sit down on the stool again, and put you feet on the crossbars.  You 
Slowly spread your knees apart, showing him the opening in the underwear. 
Your legs get wider and wider, till it's like you have nothing on at all. 
Your pussy is wide open, and you can see him zooming the lens in on it, 
Pressing that cable release. He finally says he has to let himself out, and 
Wants to take his pants off. 

"No. If you want to do that, YOU get in front of the camera."

He hesitates. "No, I've always been the taker, not the takee."

“Oh well," you tell him. "Guess I'll just get dressed then." You start to 
Pick up your clothes.

He practically flies out from behind the camera. You giggle, and run back 
Behind it. He explains that all you have to do is get what you want in the 
Middle of the frame, and squeeze the cable. You tell him you think you can 
Handle that, and he takes no time in removing his pants, revealing his 
Tight bikini-type black underwear. His cock looks so huge in that tiny 
Thing! You almost forget to take pictures, but then you remember, and start 
Looking through the viewfinder. You get his whole body in view, and take 
Pix as he removes his shirt, shoes, and socks. Now he is dressed just like 
You. (Except, of course, his underwear isn't crotchless.) You tell him you 
Want to see his cock, but only if he does it nicely. 

He has a nice body, and he turns around and around, acting like a male 
Stripper, dancing for the camera. He moves closer, and shakes his package 
Into the lens. You can see his balls bouncing through the material.  He 
Backs up, and shows his ass to you. He, too, pulls the material between his 
Cheeks, and wiggles his ass at you. You find your free hand between your 
Legs, rubbing your clit. What a hot ass he has. 

He drops his shorts, and turns around very fast, surprising you with the 
Length and stiffness of his cock. GOD, it looks inviting. But you want more 
Pictures of it, so you keep snapping. But it won't take anymore. "Damn," he 
Says.  “Out of film again." He rushes over, and changes the camera for a 
Camcorder.  Mounting it on the tripod, he tells you, "I can make still 
Pictures from this. It runs for two hours, so don't worry about missing 
Anything." 

Then he goes back to the chair, sits down, points his cock at you, and 
Pours a new glass of wine over it. You can't resist. You love the taste of 
Cock, and the taste of red wine, especially this kind.  You leave the 
Camera, and run over to the chair. He turns sideways, and you get on your 
Knees, taking it in your mouth. God, the taste of it is enough to drive you 
Crazy. The saltiness of his sweat and the sweetness of the wine are almost 
Too much. You reach your hand back down between your legs, and furiously 
Pump your pussy. You stick two fingers into it, and are surprised at how 
Slick it is, then you remember you had poured wine on yourself, and some 
Had probably gotten inside. So you remove his cock from your mouth, and lie 
Down, legs spread towards him. He immediately kicks the chair out of the 
Way, and drops onto his stomach, putting his face between your legs.  He 
Groans as his hard cock hits the wood floor, and you start to laugh. 

"Verry funny. VERRRRY funny. I think I broke my cock!" 

You tell him to turn around, that you'll kiss it and make it better.  He 
Does, and you take the glass that is still sitting there, and dip his cock 
Into it. There was just enough left to get the whole thing coated. 

Then you put his legs on either side of your head, and put your hands on 
His hips. He lets you control him, and you pull him down onto you, letting 
His cock slide deeply inside your throat. His balls tickle your chin, and 
You swallow, letting your throat muscles close around his shaft. He moans, 
And drives his tongue into your pussy. You almost gag at the feeling he has 
Just given you. You pull your thighs close around his head, and hold him 
There.  He starts flicking his tongue up and down in your slit, making you 
Wetter, and licking off the stickiness of the combination of the wine and 
Your juices.

As you suck his cock, you feel it building in pressure in his balls.  He 
Licks you faster and faster, across your clit, through your lips, and 
Across your asshole, teasing it just slightly. He holds your lips apart 
With his hot fingers, and stabs your cunt with his tongue. He snakes it 
Around inside your nether hole, making you wetter by the second. The soft 
Bottom of his tongue rubs across your clit the whole time, making you jump 
From time to time from the electricity his touch gives you.  You feel 
Yourself starting you cum, and you pull his hips down, stuffing his massive 
Cock all the way down your throat, sucking as hard as you can. He pushes a 
Finger into your ass, and you cum, squeezing his head, and using your hands 
To jam him farther into you’re pussy. He starts to cum, and you can feel it 
Burst in your throat, filling you up with the heat. You can't hold it all, 
And it starts to run out your mouth. Licking and sucking, you pull it out 
As fast as you can, letting it spray your face. He turns around, after 
Going limp, and licks it off your face, then kisses you. Then he gets up, 
Points to the camera, and says, "We got it all on tape!"

You laugh...





