The Picture
written by:
LadyGrey

The Picture My name is Amanda and tonight I was feeling extremely horny. It was mainly due to the fact that I had just had all the girls over for an Ann Summers party. It had gone down very well and I had made a few quid, as after a few drinks, most of them had bought a few items, including exciting sex toys, and some of the rather sexy lingerie items that were on offer.

Paula, the lady who ran the party, had been a great host and had us all in stitches explaining just what we might expect from using some of the many interesting looking vibrators in her collection. I, being the host of the party, had been encouraged to display to my friends a few of the sexy little outfits. I have to admit that I have always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and although they were all girls at our little get together, it was still quite exciting displaying myself to them in some of the more revealing little numbers.

Now, everyone had gone, and I was left on my own awaiting the arrival of Tony, my partner, to come home from his night out with the lads. He had been banished from the house because of the Ann Summers party, although I am sure he would have loved to have stayed in and watched the show.

Now all I wanted was for him to come home. I had needs, which I needed him to attend to, if you know what I mean. I had been upstairs and had a quick shower, applied perfume in all the right areas, and slipped into one of my most sexy nightdresses. Over this I was now wearing a diaphanous wrap. I had checked myself in the long mirror in the bedroom. Yes, I think he would like the sight that greeted him when he returned. The filmy material of my night clothes hid nothing, and only acted to enhance my naked body that was clearly visible. Yes, I thought, as I looked at my reflection, Tony would certainly get the message.

I was relaxing on the sofa when at last I heard his key in the door. He walked in and saw me lying reclined across the sofa. He smiled. "What a wonderful sight to come home to," he said.

I smiled at him. "I have been waiting for you," I purred. He slipped off his coat and came over and sat beside me. He leant over and kissed me on the lips. I could smell curry on his breath. "Have you been to the Indian?" I asked. He nodded.

"You ready for bed?" I asked. He nodded. I slipped off the sofa and stood in front of him.

He looked at my totally exposed body. "Amanda, my beautiful wife, you look so sexy,."

I smiled. "Let's go to bed and you can show me just how much you love me," I said with a grin. He jumped up, took my hand, and almost pulled me up the stairs. Once in the bedroom, he kissed me again. "Let me get a quick shower," he said, "and I will be with you."

"Make it quick, darling, or I may have to start without you." He grinned and disappeared into the bathroom. I slipped out of my wrap and got into bed. I ran my hand between my legs and found that my pussy was already quite wet.

I waited impatiently for Tony to finish his shower. At last, he appeared with a towel tied around his waist. "You ready for me?" he asked, with a smile.

I nodded. "More than ready, darling."

With a grin he pulled off the towel and slid into bed beside me, naked. I could see, much to my pleasure, that he was already semi-erect. I smiled. This would not take long. He snuggled up to me and our lips met in a long passionate kiss, our tongues exploring and probing. His hands soon found their way to my breasts and he cupped the firm globes in his hands, his fingers working excitedly on my already stiff nipples. Meanwhile, my hand had located his manhood and I was running my hands over the exciting length of his cock that was already becoming hard and swollen and ready for action.

I usually love foreplay, but tonight I needed fucking. I was aroused and I needed to feel him inside me. Quickly, I rolled onto my back, and eased up my nightdress. Tony knew what I wanted as he eased himself between my open thighs. I moaned as I felt his fingers touch my tender, sensitive pussy. "You are certainly ready for it," he said as his fingers easily slid into my wet entrance.

"Please, darling, don't make me wait any longer. I need to feel you inside me now." He obliged and the head of his cock spread my pussy wide as he slipped with no problem into the warm exciting confines of my willing pussy. I clung to him and gripped on him tightly. He cried out. I smiled. He then started a slow rhythm, thrusting into me deeply. I knew from long experience that he had stamina, and although the events of the night had aroused me, I too wanted it to last as long as possible. He knew me so well and could read my reactions. I had several minor orgasms, but he expertly delayed the inevitable as long as possible. In the end, I was pleading with him, and when the waves crashed and the music reached a crescendo, we both came, and we clung together tightly as our carnal lust slowly subsided.

When we had regained our strength, we made love for a second time. This time, a more gentle love, this time, a more tender love, and when I came for a second time that night, I knew that my lusts and desires were now truly satisfied. I snuggled into my wonderful lovers arms and we slept soundly, wrapped tightly together.

The sound of the paperboy thrusting the morning papers through the letterbox awakened me. Tony was still fast asleep, and I needed to go to the loo (For you Americans, that is the toilet). Afterwards, I made my way downstairs and made a pot of tea. I poured out two mugs and placed them on a tray to take upstairs. I picked up the papers and smiled when I saw Tony's copy of Playboy Magazine. Tony liked his Playboy, and I did not object to him getting it, especially as he always commented that the girls were not a patch on his beautiful wife. I think he was kidding me a bit, but it made me feel good, so there was no harm in it.

We sat in bed and drank our tea, me reading the morning papers and Tony flicking through the pages of Playboy. Suddenly, I felt his hand stroking my inner thigh. I looked at him. He was looking at a picture of a big busted blond. She was very attractive and she was lying with her legs parted displaying clearly the entrance to her sex. "Are those pictures turning you on, darling?"

He turned to me and smiled, his fingers running gently over my pussy. "I was just thinking what a wonderful model you would make," he said. I looked at the picture and then at him. "Would you really like to see me in a picture looking like that?" I asked.

"It might be fun," he said with a grin.

We made love again before we got up, but by that time, an interesting idea was already forming in my mind. Over breakfast, the idea grew, and by the time Tony's mates had collected him to go to the football match, the idea was already in the planning stage.

I rang Viv, one of my best friends. She was shocked at first when I told her about my idea. "You wouldn't dare," she said when I explained. I laughed. "I think you know me well enough by now to know that I would." Viv also laughed.

"Yes, I suppose you are right, but I can't imagine what Tony will say when he finds out."

This time it was my turn to laugh, again. "I can't wait to see his face!" Then I told her one of the reasons I had rung her was to ask her if she knew a photographer who might be interested in helping me out, for as I had explained to Viv, my idea was to have my picture taken and present it to Tony on his up and coming birthday in a couple of weeks time.

Another reason I had rung Viv was that she worked at a large department store, and I knew that they had a photographer there. Viv said she was acquainted with the guy, a fellow called Roy , and she would see him after the weekend and ask him to contact me.

I had come up with the idea and done everything in a bit of a rush. On Sunday, I was beginning to have second thoughts, and even got round to thinking about ringing Viv and telling her to cancel the whole thing. But in the end, I decided to let things be for the moment.

On Monday afternoon, the phone rang. I picked it up. It was Roy, the photographer. He explained that Viv had seen him and given him my number and told him that I wanted some pictures taken. I felt very nervous over the phone wondering just what I should say. He inquired as to what I wanted and I just said that I wanted some pictures taken for a present for my husband. "Is it something special you want?" he asked. I said it was, but I did not know how to tell him just how special. He suggested that we meet and discuss the pictures. I thought that was a good idea and, as I did not want Tony to know about it, we agreed to meet at a coffee bar in town after he had finished work.

I was quite surprised when I met him. I don't know what I expected, but not a good looking young guy about my own age. He bought me a coffee and we sat at a table. He had brought with him a portfolio of his work, and after he had shown me a few of his pictures, I could see that he was very good at his job. I explained to him that I wanted some pictures taken as a surprise for my husband on his birthday next week. "So, what actually are you looking for?" he asked. "A nice portrait?"

I smiled. "Not really," I said. "I was looking for something a little more revealing."

He smiled. "That's no problem. I do get asked to do quite a lot of glamour photography." I smiled. "Would you like something in a swimsuit or do you prefer a bikini?" He grinned.

I looked at him. It was now or never. I took a deep breath. "Well, what I was actually looking for was something even more revealing. How are you with nudes?" He looked at me for a moment, then his eyes looked me up and down. I felt he was already stripping my clothes off there and then and seeing me naked.

"Are you asking me to take pictures of you naked?" he asked. I nodded. "Is it a problem?"

He thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No, not at all, and you say it's a surprise for your husband?" I nodded. "It's going to be one hell of a surprise," he said, grinning at me.

We ordered more coffees while we sorted out the details. He said that he could not use the studio at work, and we could not do them at my place, but he did have access to a small well equipped studio, used by a local photographic club that he was a member of. He checked his diary and said the he could do the work Wednesday afternoon, which would then give him a week to complete the work and produce the pictures. That sounded great, so we agreed to meet back in the coffee shop at lunchtime on Wednesday. "There is just one thing," he said, as we were about to leave. "Can you either not wear any underwear or wear something very loose the morning before we take the pictures? Tight underwear leaves marks on the skin, and it takes a while to fade." I agreed and we parted. "See you here Wednesday at noon."

On the way home, I suddenly realized just what I had done. I had just arranged to strip naked in front of a total stranger so that he could take pictures of me, pictures that I was then going to give to my hubby as a birthday present. Well, it was all arranged now and there was no going back.

On Monday night, we had arranged to go out for a meal with Viv and her husband, Chris. We met in the pub, and while the guys were at the bar getting the drinks, she asked me how I had gone on with Roy. She was a little taken aback when I told her it was all arranged. "Are you really going to go through with it?" she asked.

I nodded. "It's all set up. I am meeting Paul again on Wednesday and we are going to go to a studio he uses for some of his private work." Viv was amazed that I was going to go through with it. "I can't believe you're actually going to do it. Chris would throw me out if I did what you are going to do, strip naked and let a guy take pictures of me. I hope for your sake that Tony takes it the right way." Just then the guys returned with our drinks and we could not talk any more about it.

That night, after an unusually exciting sex session with Tony, I was cuddled in his arms. I was still feeling a little concerned about what I was taking on. His hand was gently stroking my breast. "You have always found my body exciting, haven't you?" I asked.

He nodded. "You have a wonderful body," he said, squeezing my breast affectionately.

"Better than the girls in your Playboy mag?" I asked.

"Far better, none of them can hold a light to you." I kissed his cheek lightly. I knew he was only saying that but it was nice to hear.

"Would you like to see me in Playboy, posing like those girls?"

He stopped caressing my breast. "Would you like to pose for a mag like Playboy?" he suddenly asked. "Have your body displayed naked for everyone to see?"

I shrugged. "It might be nice. I bet it would be a fantastic turn on knowing that everyone was looking at my body." I felt him stiffen. He held me tighter and I could feel his once limp cock beginning to harden and press against my leg. He was really getting aroused by our conversation. I decided to press things further. "I often think, when I see those pictures in your mags, what it would be like to be a model, to have to take my clothes off in front of strangers." His hand began to ease apart my legs. I felt his fingers stroking my pussy, sliding into my wet cleft.

"Would you like to do it?" he asked, his voice a little hushed. "Would you like to undress in front of a stranger and let him take pictures of you?" "I don't know," I said. "I might." He pushed at least two fingers deep inside me and I groaned.

I couldn't believe it. I had never known him so turned on. He was thrusting his fingers in me, rubbing them over my clit. "Would you like him to see your pussy? Would you open it up for him if he asked?" "I don't know," I said. "Would you like me to?"

He grabbed me roughly, something he had never done before. He turned me onto my back, spread my legs, and his was thrusting into me before I could say anything. I just lay there and let him take me. It did not take long and he cried out as he thrust deep into me and I felt him cum deep inside me. "That was wonderful," he gasped. "So fucking wonderful."

After the Monday night sex session, I couldn't wait for Wednesday to arrive. I got up with Tony that morning and made his breakfast. After he had gone to work, I went up and had a leisurely bath. I sat and neatly trimmed my pubes, leaving just a slight tuft above my cleft. None of the girls I had seen in the pictures had much hair on display and some of them had none at all, nothing to hide their most intimate details from the camera. I couldn't decide what to wear.

I remembered what Roy had said about tight clothes and underwear. I looked out through the window. It was a warm sunny day. I finally selected a button through sundress. It felt a little strange wearing the thin dress with no underwear on. Although I did usually wear a bra, I often went braless as my breasts were very firm, but it was a strange feeling with no underclothes on at all.

Before I left to meet Roy, I decide to pack a few items of lingerie and take them with me. I thought maybe Roy might like to use some of them in some of the pictures. As I said, it was a warm sunny day, so I just slipped on a light jacket. It was a wonderfully exciting feeling walking down the road knowing that under my thin sundress I was naked.

I arrived at the coffee bar a few minutes early. The young waitress had just served me with coffee when Roy arrived. "So, you're still on for it then?" he said, taking a seat beside me. "I thought you might bottle out at the last minute." He grinned.

"No way," I said. "When I make my mind up to do something, I go through with it."

"Good for you, girl," he said.

We sat and drank the coffee. Now the time was getting closer. I did begin to feel a little nervous. How was I going to feel being naked in front of Roy? Tony was the only guy who had ever seen me naked since we met over ten years ago.

"Are you ready?" Roy asked, drinking down the last dregs of his coffee. "We only have the studio until three. It should be plenty of time, but we should get started." I finished my coffee and stood up. "I'm glad to see you took my advice," Roy said. I looked at him puzzled then I noticed him looking at me with a slight grin on his face. "You're standing in front of the window and with the sun shining through, I can see you are not wearing a lot under that dress." He laughed and I moved away from the window quickly, blushing slightly, before anyone else got a sight of my body.

Roy had parked his car just around the corner and we were soon on our way. It only took about fifteen minutes. Roy parked the car in the small car park at the studio. He took a key from his pocket, opened the door, and ushered me into a small reception room. He located the light switch and opened a door into a large studio area. I watched him as he quickly set up some lights. He set them to light a red backcloth which was already in place. He then unpacked his cameras. One he set up on a tripod, the other he placed on a table close by.

He turned to me. "Right, I'm all ready, what about you?"

I realized the time had come. This was the moment. "Where do you want me?" I asked.

"Just go and stand in the centre of that red cloth. I need to do a few trial shots to check the lights and settings, and then we can get on with it." I nervously walked onto the red cloth and stood facing the camera. "That's fine, now look in this direction," he said, holding up his hand. The camera clicked a few times in quick succession. "Turn this way," and again more clicks. "Well, that looks fine," he said. "If you would like to slip your dress off, we can get some work done."

This was the moment I had been dreading, but there was nothing more I could do. This was it. Roy stood and watched me as I slowly unbuttoned the dress. At last, the last button was undone. I slipped the dress off and stood there before him naked. I found it a wonderfully exciting feeling to just display myself like that. I could already feel my nipples had quickly become erect, and there was a slight feeling of panic when I began to feel the sensation deep between my thighs.

Roy looked at me and nodded. "You have a wonderful body," he said. "Your hubby is a very lucky guy to have a woman like you." I felt myself getting quite warm even though I was naked. Roy was a real gentleman with me. He took things slowly, showed me how to pose, and made me feel at ease, something that wasn't easy when you are exhibiting yourself in front of an attractive guy and you're not wearing any clothes.

He took pictures in all positions, some standing, some sitting, and others with me lying out across the red silk backdrop. I realized that on some of them, especially those with me lying on the floor, nothing was hidden from the cameras prying eye. On some shots, he had suggested how I should position my legs. I knew that in doing so, every intimate detail of my body was displayed. When he stopped to change films, he passed me a towel to wipe myself down with. I was surprised to find that I had become quite wet, something I am sure that he must have noticed.

We finished the session with some pictures of me in some of the lingerie that I had brought with me. Roy said that he was pleased with the result and thought that the pictures would be fine. Roy packed his things up while I dressed again. I was feeling extremely aroused and could not wait to get home. Roy dropped me off and said that he would call me as soon as he had some proofs to show me.

Once in my home, I quickly ran a bath and submerged my body into the warm soapy water. It slightly soothed my aches and needs. Afterwards, I toweled and pampered my body and slipped into a wrap to await the arrival of Tony.

Tony came in. He was surprised to see me in my wrap, but when he held me in his arms, I snuggled up to him. He knew I had needs. "What's got you into this state?" he asked.

"It's just that I have been thinking about you all afternoon. I haven't got us a meal ready, I thought maybe we could go out for a something,"

He smiled. "Sounds good to me, but I feel there is something you need first." He slid his hand down my body and slipped it inside my wrap.

I groaned as he cupped my wet pussy in his hand, tantalizingly inserting a finger inside me. I hugged him tightly. "Please take me to bed."

He lifted me easily and carried me up the stairs. He deposited me on the bed and removed my wrap. Then he stood looking down at my nakedness as he quickly stripped. He was already erect and I held up my arms as he moved on top of me. I opened my legs and wrapped them around him, pulling him against me. He kissed my lips, then moved down and sucked my nipples into his mouth. I groaned again and again as he worked my hard nipples with his tongue. I urgently wanted to feel him inside me. After what I had been through, I needed to feel him inside me. He knew what I needed and quickly responded to my urgent needs. Soon he was stroking into my body, filling me with his manhood. I gripped him tightly, wanting to feel every movement, needing to feel every inch of him. As usual, he brought me to a completely satisfying climax and we lay there in each other's arms as the passion subsided.

Afterwards we showered together and Tony took me out for a meal at our favorite Italian restaurant.

Roy phoned me a couple of days later to say that the pictures had turned out well and they were ready for me to look at. He suggested he pick me up in his car and show me the pictures. He thought it was not a good idea to look through them at the coffee bar. I agreed. But I suggested that he should bring them up to the house as Tony would not be in for several hours.

I was excited to see the pictures and quickly let him in when he rang the bell. I took him into the lounge and he handed me a package of pictures. I was quite stunned when I saw them and suddenly felt quite warm. It was a strange feeling to see yourself naked.

The pictures were all very good, well up to the standard of the pictures I had seen in Tony's Playboy magazines. Between us, we selected several pictures, and one in particular. It was one of me laid out on the red back cloth. It was not one of the more revealing ones. My arms were behind my head and my breasts thrust forward, clearly showing my erect nipples. My legs were placed in a position that obscured my pussy from view, but the dark neatly trimmed shape of my pubic hair was visible. This was the one I had been looking for. I told Roy that this one I wanted enlarged and framed. He smiled and nodded. "This is going to be Tony's present?" he asked. I nodded.

Wednesday was Tony's birthday and I had arranged to have some of his friends around for drinks that evening. Roy rang me around lunch time to say the pictures were finished. He asked if it were OK for him to bring them around.

When he arrived, he quickly unwrapped the large picture and I gasped. Even though I say so myself, it was stunning. Roy helped me to position it over the fireplace. I offered to pay him for the work he had done but he smiled. "I have a better idea. I will contact you later. I have something I want to put to you." He smiled and left me puzzled.

I couldn't wait for Tony to come home. I greeted him on the doorstep and gave him a big kiss. "Is that my birthday present?" he asked jokingly. "No, I said, your birthday present is in the lounge. I hope you are going to like it."

He smiled. "If it is your choice, I know it is going to be wonderful." I clung to his arm as we made our way to the lounge. I'm sure he could feel me trembling. As we entered the lounge, he did not seem to notice anything. Then his eyes caught sight of the picture. He gasped. "It's you," he said, his voice hushed.

"Do you like it?" I asked.

He walked over and stood in front of it, examining it closely. Then he turned to me. I could not explain the look on his face. For a moment, he didn't speak. Then he took me in his arms and held me tightly. "My darling wife, that is the most wonderful present I have ever received." He kissed me hard.

"I think I need a drink," he said. I made my way to the dining room and poured him a large malt whiskey. When I returned, he was looking at the picture again. He took the glass from me and took a large drink. "You look absolutely stunning," he said. "May I ask who took it?"

I smiled. "It was nobody you know. He is a professional photographer." He smiled. "I can see that. It is so beautifully posed." He just stood looking at the picture as he sipped his drink. It seemed that I had done the right thing. I was very relieved.

I looked at my watch. We had friends arriving in less than two hours. I had already prepared everything, but we needed to change. Then there was the picture. Would Tony want his friends to see it? I had placed it in the lounge for Tony to get the best effect, but I was not sure that he would want to leave it there when his friends arrived. He finished his drink. "We have friends arriving soon," I said.

He nodded. "We need to get ready, don't we?" He turned from the picture. "You look so wonderful and sexy," he said.

I smiled. "Do you want to leave the picture there?" I asked.

He looked at me. "Would you mind if I left it?"

I shook my head. "It's your picture, darling." He put an arm around my shoulders and led me out of the lounge. We stopped at the bottom of the stairs. He looked at me and smiled. "What I want now is to take you up to bed and give you a good fucking. I don't think I can last until after the party." I grinned at him and started up the stairs, undressing as I went. I was just pushing down my panties when Tony caught up with me. He looked at me standing there naked as he almost ripped his clothes off.

Instead of taking me on the bed, he wanted me to stand bending over, my hands resting on the bed rail. He gripped my thighs and with little effort entered me quite roughly. I had never known him in such a state as he fucked me with a vigor I had not experienced before. He gripped onto my swinging breasts, squeezing them and pulling on my nipples. Suddenly, he came with a rush and filled me until I could feel his juices running down my thighs. He pulled me to my feet and held me tightly in his arms.

He apologized profusely for his actions. I smiled at him. "Don't worry, darling, it's your birthday, and I rather enjoyed it."

We at last made it to the shower and we managed to dress ourselves and get downstairs just in time for our first guests to arrive. I was very self conscious of the picture and even felt some embarrassment when I saw someone looking at it.

Viv came through and caught me in the kitchen. She smiled. "I see you did it. What did Tony have to say?"

I smiled. "Well, by his actions, I think he was very pleased with it." The rest of the evening went very well, but I was glad when the last guest left and we were on our own. I cleared away some of the debris but decided to leave the rest for the morning.

There was something I still had to do.Tony was sitting in the lounge looking at the picture again. He really seemed to like it. I handed him the rest of the pictures that I had selected. He unwrapped them and slowly looked through them. After he had looked at the last one, he looked at me. "They are unbelievable," he said.

I stood there and slowly slipped out of my clothes. Tony watched me. I stood before him completely naked. "This is all yours," I said.

He smiled and nodded. "I know, my darling, and along with the beautiful pictures you have given me, it's something I will always treasure." I reached out and took his hand. I pulled him to his feet. "Take me to bed, darling," I said. "I want you to make love to me."

He smiled. "It will be a pleasure," he said, "and tomorrow, I want you to tell me all about the photographs. I want to hear every detail." I smiled. "You will, my darling, you will."

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