The Photo Shoot.
written by:
Tom

-4-

"Eeww, I was such a slut today" whispered Jenny to Tom as they lay in bed that night. "I didn't know I was such an exhibitionist. Are you mad at me?" she asked. "No, not at all" Tom replied. "Seeing you like that did something to me that I can't explain myself. I adored seeing you like that. I worshipped you. You were just too beautiful for words. When you came, I almost came too, without even touching myself." "I wish we could stay here forever and stay like this for always." "I love you so much."

"I love you too"

And they made passionate love under the covers, not minding whether Fred could hear them or not.

*******'

Tom awoke the next morning the find Jennifer spot next to him empty. There was a bustling in the kitchen. Jen and Fred were making crumpets. Clearly Jen had also taken the nudist thing to heart as she and Fred were both a nude as new born babies. Anyhow, they were past modesty with Fred. How would she credibly try to hide a nipple after the display she had put on yesterday?

"What are you two up to?" Tom asked without getting up. "Oh, hello to you too, sleepyhead" replied Jen "a man who had worked as hard as you did last night, deserves breakfast in bed." "What about a wake up kiss?" Jen clambered on the bed on all fours, never minding that she gave Fred another display. They kissed passionately so much so that wetness began to pool in Jenny's visible opening. "Jeez. I wish I could kiss like that." said Fred. "You are angling for a sympathy fuck." said Jen "Do you think he deserves a fuck, Tom.?" "Maybe a blow job, Jenny, I like to think that certain parts of you are still reserved for your rightful husband."

"But I lay awake the whole night, listening to you two." complained Fred. "Then I think he deserves a titty-fuck, at least." said Tom.

Jennny's lower regions twitched at the thought of Fred long member moving between her titties, and she immediately became wet again. "Really Tom, are you serious ?" asked Jen, "you won't despise me? You are not just joking ? ‘Cause I am really randy as hell at the thought of it" "Go for it" was Tom's only reply.

Jenny hopped of the bed and took Fred by the hand. She led him out to the hottub where she had him standing while she rubbed him all over with bath oil. She paid special attention to his balls, the area between his legs and his penis. Oiling him up with long strokes she had a close look at his penis. After the third stroke the head came clear out of his foreskin and she could not keep her mouth off it. Feeling a strange one in her mouth excited her beyond reason. She sucked on the head. She sucked the eye. She sucked his balls and she paid special attention to the ridge around his glans.

Jenny oiled her tits and the area between them. They were firm and her nipples were as hard as they could be. She placed Fred's long member between them and pushed her tits firmly together. As Fred began pumping rhythmically, she heard Tom's voice behind her saying "leave something for me." "Honey" she said "I am so horny. Don't go away one step, or I'll come after you and do something to you!" Fred's glans swelled even more showing he was about to come.

"Oooh.. aah.... Ow", his long member moving through her tits and almost up to her face. And then he erupted. The first shot went flying over her head, but the second landed on her nose and mouth. By the third shot she covered his head with her mouth and felt him pumping out in her. She licked him clean and then turned to Tom.

Tom turned her back to facing the sea and entered her swiftly from behind as he and she were both more than ready. So ready that she came at the third stroke, convulsing so much that she almost lost her footing in the tub while Tom came deep inside her.

******.

Later they were on their way to the beach again. This time Jen had not even bothered to put a bottom on. She wore an old T shirt of Tom which covered her bum. But each time she jumped over a rock or the wind blew, her pert derriere flashed into sight. They went to the same spot they had been the previous day, except this time they had a few people greeting them and a few flashing knowing smiles. To the smilers she responded by pulling her T to above her waist and showing them what they were missing.

Apart from that the day was perfect and uneventful. They lounge about, drank wine, played ball and lay in the sun. Late afternoon they were on their way home again.

*******.

That evening Fred fried another fish or them and made a mussel soup. The delightful meal was ended with ice cream and coffee. They drank five bottles of wine between the three of them. They spoke of their relationship and how the happenings would affect that.

Tom was amazed at the absence of feelings of jealousy. He ascribed to Fred being such an old friend. Fred had also been very polite and generally non-threatening. It was the safest possible environment for experimenting with their sexuality. Tom knew that that wasn't all but he could not fully understand himself and even less, express himself.

Jen was adamant and unequivocal about her love for Tom, and even more so after the last few days. She was just worried about Tom, and the effect it could have on their relationship. She admitted that her feelings for Fred had never been completely platonic and he was making her incredibly horny. If she did fuck him it would not be a sympathy fuck, and that worried her. Fred found himself on the receiving end of nice thing, and was just a little worried about how it could affect their friendship. His feelings for Jen were all but platonic. But he really cared for both Jen and Tom as friends too.

With that wine verified conversation, they had laid a basis for a threesome. ‘Consenting adults' and all that. They had also gone into sufficient detail to make them all horny.

"I have burnt quite a bit today" said Jenny after a while. "Will someone rub some after sun lotion on me?" Tom was a sure thing. There was no need to ask him, so the men took the invite as directed at Fred. "Sure, I will" he volunteered.

Jen took a tube of after sun from her bag, took Tom's big T shirt off and lay down naked on the bed holding the tube out for Fred. Fred did not need a second invitation. He took the lotion from Jenny and proceeded to rub some on her feet. He slowly worked his way up her leg, drawing it to one side towards him while massaging her inner thigh. Her lips were flowering again and Fred could not take his eyes off it, though nobody expected otherwise. She turned over and offered him her other leg. This time he rubbed up her thigh till he touched her there. A slight shudder went through her at the contact. Fred then started rubbing ointment into her buns. It made a beautiful picture. Her round orbs where slightly red from the sun. Her crack was white and dark in the centre and was opened up ass Fred's oiled hand slipped I between them. Jenny gasped softly. Tom had dragged a chair to the bed, positioning it so that he could see everything. He had put the T shirt on that Jen had discarded, but was still naked from the waist down. He was sporting a tremendous boner. Fred was buck naked, also sporting an even bigger boner. Fred moved up Jen's shoulders and she moved her legs apart. This was too much for Tom. "I'll show you how she likes it" he mumbled as he got on to the bed between Jenny's legs. He nuzzled his glans against het wet opening, and, finding no need for further lubrication, plunged right in in one swift thrust. "Oh... oooh..... argh" was all she could say.

Fred was still rubbing her shoulders, with Tom's head bobbing in front of him. Tom frantically pumped his own wife while Fred patiently waited his turn. Suddenly Jenny jerked and spasmed, coming in huge waves while Tom kissed her neck. Her climax set him off and he pressed himself deep into her and shot his hot sperm into her. Tom just rolled of her and indicated to Fred that he was welcome to take her. Fred positioned him between her legs in the spot that Tom had just vacated. Jenny never moved or even look around.

She felt Fred's long member sliding in and in and in. She was absolutely thrilled with the feel of something different and said as much to Tom who lay beside her. But Tom was too tired to respond or already asleep. So she concentrated on the feel of Fred's long dick and felt it bump against her cervix. It wasn't long before she came again, this time bigger and harder than the first.

Jenny Two.

Tom woke up again in the early hours of the morning, with parched mouth and a feeling as if he was at sea. He sat up to find that Jenny was sitting on Fred, who was still lying in the bed next to him. All were naked except for the T shirt Tom still had on. Jenny was furiously sliding up and down Fred's long member, which was protruding and sliding into her body rhythmically. He felt momentarily disturb at the fact that Jen was fucking Tom, not the other way around. That she had a taken the initiative, gave his stomach a turn and he felt jealousy pushing up his throat like vomit. Then his rational side came back. This was Fred and Jen. He had offered her arse end to Fred in his drunkenness last night. If anyone could be mad, it would be her. What was she supposed to do thereafter? Shake hands and wish him good night? But he seemed to recall that the sea like motion had gone on for most of the night. Had she fucked Tom all night?

Jenny leant over and kissed Tom on the mouth, without losing a stroke. "Have you two been fucking all night?" asked Tom incredulously. "Sure, what did you expect? Fred and I have been hungered out since forever! And honey, he has the most amazing flexible long rod. Not that yours is any less good, but his is so different. And you know I haven't had any others."

With that Tom could only abide. He knew it was true. And he had instigated this. "Off course, honey " he said "I love you." He added, feeling a little bit silly, declaring his love, while she was riding Fred's pole. Tom turned over and fell asleep almost immediately, happy for Jen that she was happy.

The nights thereafter they all slept in the same bed. It took on the same pattern: Tom and Fred would fuck her, and Tom would fall asleep while Jen and Fred fucked some more, and early in the morning they would both have another shot with her.

After thee week at the cabin Tom and Jen did not see much of Fred for a long time, which he later explained was due to him feeling that Tom and Jen would feel he wanted to misuse the privilege that he had. Polite Fred.

The Photo Shoot.

Nothing noteworthy transpired with the couple for almost a year. They had grown in understanding one another, and their sex life, never bad, perked up even more. The unusual bit came about with Tom's office party.

Jenny and Tom shared at table with two young bachelors from the office. The one was an amateur photographer of some repute, tasked with taking photographs of the evening. Jenny was dressed in a sexy black tight fitting pants outfit with no underwear except the tiniest thong. Despite the fact that Jenny was a few years older than them, the young hunks could not keep from drooling over her.

It was one of those parties where the vibe was just remarkable. Jenny, who usually drinks very little, got into the spirit of the day and had quite a lot of champagne. At this stage the guys ventured to compliment her on her outfit and body. The question soon came up whether Jenny was wearing a bra (which you could see she wasn't) To this Jenny conspiratorially leaned closer over the table, and to Tom's great surprise and delight pulled her top slightly open, to reveal her one delicate light brown nipple. Peter gushed with delight but George complained he had not seen anything.

Jenny put her jacket on and checked that others couldn't see her, and pulled her top down, below her titties underneath the jacket, and gave the young men a good opportunity to look properly. Her titties were beautifully tanned, soft and round with small inverted nipples. When a waiter moved closer, Jenny just closed her jacket without adjusting her top. When he moved away again, Jenny let the jacket slip open so that Tom's young colleagues could resume the admiration. This time her nipples where no longer inverted but stood erect with all their might. After the effect had sunk in, Jenny calmly slipped her top back. The conversation and banter was now electric. They predictably wanted to know what sort of panties Jenny wore. Jenny stood up: "can't you see? Thongs" Jenny said "but I will go and take them off if you feel they disturb my lines -" With that Jenny set off to the cloakroom. When Jenny came back Jenny stood next to where George was sitting. Her crotch was just about the same height as his eyes. Jenny was now showing a delightful fold through the fabric of her pants. "Is this better?" Jenny asked, wiggling her hips ever so slightly, and dropped the tiny garment in the middle of the table.

"How are you going to show us this time?" they both wanted to know. "I'm not," Jenny said, "but if you behave you can feel over my butt." George couldn't wait and slipped his hand under her jacket in the dim light and felt all over her bum. Then Jenny went round to Peter, who wasn't to be outdone. "Let me see that camel toe up close" he joked. Jenny put her leg over his and sat on his lap for a moment, facing him. Then she stood up so that the outline was directly in front of his eyes. Tom was sure that the other two, like him, was rock hard at this sexy display of mock wantonness.

At midnight, cigars where handed out, and although she doesn't smoke, Jenny took one for a joke. Jenny clowned around. Peter had his camera flashing. Soon Peter suggested that Jenny shows a bit more for the camera. Jenny would have nothing of it, but Tom thought a few semi-pro photos would be great. So Tom suggested the two young men come home with them and they could shoot some there. But Jenny still had conditions: "I only take off what all of you take off!" The dare was on, and Tom was astounded at Jenny's audacity.

At home they opened more champagne and went up to their large bedroom, where Jenny lounged on the bed for some fully clothed shots. Jenny was a natural. "Now off with the shoes and long pants" said George.

"Gentlemen first" was the reply and so the men soon stood there in jockeys and shirts. Another glass of champagne, and Jenny provocatively got out of her pants, now only wearing a top and the thong that Jenny had the foresight to put back on earlier. The jockeys were bulging.

The top was quick to go too, and the men's shirts came off. With Jenny posing only in her panty and manoeuvring all over the bed, the men, also only in their underpants, could no longer conceal their admiration. Three cocks showed through, like captive snakes. Tom's admiring eyes seemed to detect a little dampness, on his wife's thong. "This as far as we go, " Tom ventured. "Jenny's so beautiful," the guys complained "just a couple without the panty, please"

Tom asked her to stand on all fours with her ass toward the camera. Jenny complied, showing most of her lips with the string running through it. Tom pulled a little on the string to embed it further between her lips.

"Isn't this enough?" Tom asked. Tom new it would not be.

Jenny was now sitting on the bed with her knees pulled up, supported by her hands behind her. Jenny pouted at Tom's refusal, opening and closing her knees. When they were open you could see her bums with the fabric coming out between them and the shape of her lips through the thin material. "What the heck" Tom said" they can see everything the way you are sitting anyway. But just a few." Again Jenny pouted and opened her legs wide, this time keeping them open.

Peter moved into position for more action but Jenny closed her legs. "Men first" Jenny insisted. Now they complained. Why them, they were not being photographed; they were having so much fun etc. Jenny was firm. Jenny was not going to prance buck naked in front of guys with clothes on. "Besides I see already you are hard. And I would be offended if you were not! Get them out. An angry erection is a beautiful thing."

The talk had them all subsiding a bit. They slipped out of our underpants and presented three half erect big cocks for her approval. Jenny had us eating out of her hand, and knew it. "Now get them up properly," Jenny said. Now they stood by the rule. "First take your panty off" The games already had her nipples hard, and now Jenny slipped her panty off, to reveal the sweetest, pinkest lips against a backdrop of trimmed black hair and a very tanned skin. The cocks had turned rock hard again. It was time for lots more cold champagne.

Once Jenny was naked it was as if Jenny had been set free. Jenny cavorted for the camera. Coquettishly opening and closing to the photographer's instructions. Jenny held her hand over her mound, stood on her knees and wiggled her bum at them. Jenny opened her ass cheeks with her hands to present her beautiful light brown puckered hole. Jenny lay on her back with her legs spread, covering herself with one hand. Jenny took her hand away and pulled her pink lips apart and rubbed the slit. Her clit was enlarged, as Tom had never seen it, and seemed to have become almost transparent with pressure and pleasure. The guys were literally dripping pre cum. Jenny herself was almost overcome by the excitement.

"I don't think we can let you go home like that," Jenny said to George looking at a long silver string of precum hanging from the tip of his member. Don't get me wrong. I am a very happily married woman" "You can't fuck me but you can masturbate with me... seeing you have already been rubbing it during the photo shoot!" Jenny joked.

What would have been unthinkable earlier seemed somehow only natural. And as Jenny had said it had really already begun spontaneously. Jenny was sitting on her knees on the bed and now lay back with her head on the pillows, with her bottom pushed up by her feet which were still beneath her bum. Jenny began to rub her wet pink slit, paying special attention to the, now almost translucent clit.

In no time every one had come. The guys were feeling awkward but Jenny just turned over, pulled the pillows right under her head and snuggled in to sleep naked on top of the bed. Jenny pulled her one leg up high leaving the guys with the last sight of her beautiful pink lips protruding at the rear between the beautiful orbs of her suntanned bums. Over her shoulder Jenny mumbled sleepily "you've got to let go sometimes" as casually as if our experience was on par with eating our vegetables. To Tom Jenny said "Say goodnight for me to the guys at the door, Tom."

When Tom got back from the door Jenny was still lying with her wet behind upturned and Tom fucked her like never before.

The following morning Jenny was very contrite. "Oh, Tom, she said "I've been a total slut again! I do not know how you can live with me"

"I have thought about it too. I think it has to do with honesty. You are still on my team, if you do it openly and honestly. It is like cheering you on at a beauty pageant or a tennis match. We are still on our own side even though sex is involved. What confuses the issue is that where sex is involved, that usually is what the trust is about. You trust each other NOT to have sex with anybody else, and when they do, that is a breach of trust between them. As long as you love and as long as you are on my side, as long as I can TRUST you, you can do anything"

"Oh, I do. You can trust me. I do love you so much. I love that you love this wild side of me. I love that you are OK with me enjoying myself, because I so do enjoy myself!"

"That is it then. I love you too.

****************

They thought nothing more of the photo shoot, until a few weeks later when Peter called and asked whether they would like to view the photos he had taken. Jenny and Tom were immediately exited by the prospect, but Jenny was nervous about how the pictures had come out. Peter insisted that they were great and they would enjoy them. He had made a portfolio of them in a big album and made some enlargements of those that were especially beautiful.

They set a date for one evening, when Peter and George would come over for dinner and they would look at the photos. George was wildly exited to be part of the plans again.

Jenny took extra trouble in preparing a meal. Jenny prepared herself as if for a big date. Jenny went for a wax and a manicure and put on her sexiest panties and an almost-see through top. Jenny looked stunning. Tom just grinned at all this, and anticipated the evening with nervous excitement. The photos had been pretty explicit and the idea of viewing them with the guys and Jenny turned Tom on.

George and Peter arrived together. They were also looking as if it was a big date. The boys were quite handsome in their step out clothes and smelling of after shave. Jenny eyed their buts in their tight fitting pants and Tom felt a twinge of jealousy. As if it was agreed on before, no one asked to see the photos. All felt the evening should lead up to it. Peter put the album aside and put down the large wrapped packet that contained the enlargements.

"I am just going to put one up as a preview as a tribute to our lovely model and to set the mood." Peter said, as he rummaged in the packet. He took out a beautiful large photograph and stuck it on the dining room wall with some plastic adhesive. It was of Jenny lying on her back with her panties and top on. It was taken from the feet upwards, showing her lovely long naked legs, focussing on her mound, thinly veiled in her black lace panties with her looking up with a beautiful inviting smile.

It was a masterpiece.

Jenny returned from the kitchen bringing soup for a starter. Jenny looked even more stunning in person. Jenny was pleasantly surprised by her first viewing. "Oh my! Peter you're a great photographer! "Jenny exclaimed. George and Tom agreed. But the young men's eyes were more on Jenny herself than on the photograph. We ate with everyone furtively glancing at Jenny's beautiful titties at the table and looking at the photo, making some flattering remark. As the wine flowed the comments became less technical and more personal, but clearly Jenny didn't mind. More - Jenny was exited with all the attention and remarks about her legs and mound.

The banter kept the evening lively, but they were all impatient for the showing of the rest of the photographs. Full of food, wine, bonhomie and expectations we eventually got up from the table and moved to the couch in the living room.

"First the small prints" announced Peter...

He took the large bundle of photographs and offered the first one. Peter and Tom were sitting on both sides of Jenny so that they could all look together.

"You must behave yourself!" Jenny giggled.

They were too eager with anticipation to joke back.

The first few were of the evening's function, with lots of boring people posing together. The pictures of our table were immediately different. Jenny was beautiful and radiant and very sexy in her fineries. In some pictures her jacket was thrown back revealing her beautiful shape underneath her clothes.

When they came to the photo shoot at home, you could hear a pin drop. In the first few Jenny was fully clothed on the bed but Jenny posed provocatively. Shots were concentrated on her sexy bits.

They admired the topless shots. It was strange sitting there with the guys and Jenny looking at her tits and commenting on them. "Aren't they too saggy for young guys?"asked Jenny, followed by resounding denials.

"They're perfect!"

"My nipples are usually inverted" volunteered Jenny.

"They certainly are not in these pictures" ventured Peter.

"And you have got them hard again now too" said Jenny, stroking lightly over the bumps emerging under her thin top.

Then the fully nude photographs were presented.

Jenny lying on her back, legs apart.

Standing on her knees.

Bending over.

Every conceivable position.

Jenny looked and the men looked. The guys commented with hoarse voices and bulging pants. We came to one that was extremely close up, focussed on her beautiful bottom lips being held half open by her slim fingers.

"That is one I have enlarged' said Peter, and rummaged in the big packet. He produced a huge enlargement which showed every fold in her and the clit bulging underneath her fingers.

"Do you like that? Jenny asked.

"To tell the truth, I have masturbated about ten times to that picture." confessed Peter.

"I can almost cum in my pants" confessed George.

"And I have a hard on." said Tom.

Jenny smiled delightedly. . Looking at Jenny's pussy, and looking at her looking at her pussy, had made all of them excruciatingly horny. Jenny included.

"We would love to see the real thing again" said Peter, "and I have my camera in the car, if you'd like another shoot. "said Peter. Tom was amazed at the guys being so candid. Jenny readily agreed, and promptly took all her clothes off.

Peter got his kit, and Jenny said she would like something different this time. Jenny wanted the men to pose with her. George and Tom promptly undressed as well.

The first few shots were of her and George from behind, both showing a pair of beautiful bums. Then they hugged each other. When George apologised for his hard on Jenny told him to just press it against her belly if he didn't want it in the picture. This he did and Tom's hardon became almost unbearable.

A couple of shots followed. Standing astride aside with hands over each other's genitals. Jenny squatted in front of him in a mock bj position. Him standing behind her bent over in a mock doggy.

"Let's get a bit more adventurous" suggested Peter. The grunts seemed affirmative. "A couple of pussy pics"

Peter let Jenny stand on all fours with her legs open so that he could take a full shot from behind. Jenny's lips were bulging with excitement. "Doesn't my asshole show ?" asked Jenny.

"It does, but then it is such a beautiful pink puckered creature, it should show"

George and Tom moved round to the photographer to venture an opinion on her puckered hole. It was a beautiful creature, made more beautiful by being in the immediate vicinity of Tom's wife's full pink lips. Her upturned lips glistened with her own moisture.

"Am I not dripping?" asked Jenny. This gave the men more reason to stare intently at Tom's wife's two holes.

"Nope, just wet"

"Let's have some more simulated sex pics" suggested Jenny, "but only simulated. I only allow my hubby inside me."

Grunts of approval and grunts of dismay followed.

They simulated a threesome, with George and Tom standing on either side of her, with her holding a hard on in each hand. Then a side-on shot of her looking at Georges cock with Tom behind her.

"You are not circumcised "Jenny said to George looking at his cock that she was holding.

"Sit on Tom" ordered Peter.

Jenny obliged and squatted over Tom's boner. The camera clicked repeatedly as Jenny lowered herself with her legs spread over Tom lying on his back.

"I think I've caught your ovaries on film now." joked Peter.

Tom sat behind her and Jenny sat between his legs facing the camera.

"Open wide" said Peter, like a dentist.

Jenny obliged.

"I don't see the clit." Peter complained.

Tom leaned forward and put Tom's arms around her and pulled her lips slightly open. To get it protruding enough Peter wet his finger and flipped Tom's wife's clit a few times while Tom held her pussy open.

"Now with George holding his hard on for her!"

George obliged and stood next to her. It was too much for him and he started cumming - all over Jenny's shoulder and tits.

"That's wonderful! "enthused Peter, and clicked away at the silver stuff trickling over her nipples.

"Can we get some cum on her pussy, Tom?" asked Peter.

"I guess'

Tom took his cock in his hand and moved inside her legs. With the glans he rubbed her clit. Peter peered over Tom's shoulder to take pictures of her fat lips being pushed open by Tom's glans. Her clit became almost translucent which was a sign that Jenny was cumming. Tom came in her slit and the camera clicked away at her engorged slit glistening with Tom's cum.

Tom looked over his shoulder to see what was happening with the camera. But Peter had given up. He just stood there looking at Tom's naked, cummed-on, wife and jerked, spewing cum in Jenny's general direction. They all enjoyed watching him balk and jerk till the last drop was on the floor.

******.

They were now in a delightful circle.

Peter invited the little group to a special evening to view the new photos. It would be a special tribute to Jenny-evening. The music would be her favourites. And the flowers would be red roses. Her favourite food would be specially prepared by George, who was an excellent cook.

It was clearly more than a tribute. It was a thank you and a seduction too. The date was set a week hence and had us all tingling with anticipation. It would be held at George's place, which was a sexy bachelor's pad with pool and private Jacuzzi. Peter would make special prints of the nicest pictures.

During the day before, Tom was intrigued by Jenny's preparations for the evening. Jenny clearly was excited by the upcoming tribute. Jenny had her hair done. Jenny had a facial. And Jenny had a bikini wax.

Jenny took a long bath. Tom took some wine to her in the bath. While Jenny lounged like Cleopatra, they chatted.

"So you are going to have your soft bits displayed again?" Tom said, referring to the bikini wax, while sticking his hand in the water. Tom played with her lips, feeling their smoothness and teasingly pulling on her inner lips. Tom let Tom's finger slip into her hole and out again.

"You like that" Jenny stated.

"It's incomprehensible to me, but I love it. I love it when you are horny and Tom love it when you make guys horny for you. It works with Peter and George, I think, because they are so very polite and sensitive."

Tom took his finger out of her soft private spot and nuzzled her anus with the tip of his finger.

"And you have got the touch." Jenny said. "You respond to my body as if you have a direct connection to my senses."

"I think that's why I enjoy your pleasure so much."

Jenny had now opened her legs as wide as they could go in the bath and I had Tom's one finger in her anus and one in her soft spot. Jenny rubbed her clit.

"Let me see your cock" Jenny said.

Tom dropped his towel and turned his body more towards her as he was sitting on the side of the bath. Jenny licked a drop of precum of the eye with the tip of her tongue. Tom could feel her tension and pumped with his fingers in her holes. Jenny buried her face in Tom's pubic hair and convulsed delightfully.

Jenny got out and asked Tom to make sure everything was fine for the young men. Jenny bent over forward and asked Tom to make sure that the waxing had removed all the hair from her pussy and asshole. They were both virgin pink and silky smooth.

"You really want to be prepared in case they want more pictures"

"Yes, but pictures is all they get."

They arrived at George fairly early. Jenny was looking absolutely stunning. Her figure was showing to its utmost advantage in a soft plain black dress. Her hair was bouncing and glistening, and it almost looked as if she had no makeup on. Jenny had makeup on but Jenny had no underwear on. Her supple athletic body moved like a tiger in it.

George was delighted.

Peter was already there. The whole place was softly and subtly lit up by candles and soft lights. Peter had made huge prints of what was extremely artistic and beautiful, but undoubtedly, soft porn shots of Tom's wife. George's own paintings were removed and replaced by huge poster size pictures of Jenny.

Jenny was delighted.

Even the one with cum running down her, was a study in form and light. It was done in black and white, showing the details of her soft folds with the cum appearing as a silver sliver of light lining the folds.

Tom found it both odd and exiting looking at Jenny's private parts being exhibited poster size across the apartment. There was a large full colour print of her standing on all fours, taken from directly behind, focussing centrally on her engorged lips and pink asshole. There were also others, showing all aspects of her in delightful artistry.

"But still not as pretty as the real you" complimented Peter. "Shall we eat?"

While admiring the pictures they had been sipping quite a bit of wine. The mood was jolly, and the excitement ran high.

"We should eat naked" quipped George, "that's the only way we will keep our eyes on the table! Otherwise you're gonna be looking at Jenny's pics all the time."

Everyone thought it's a great idea, and what was supposed to be a quip was put into practise. The guys slipped of their kit quickly, and all revealed having hard ons.

"If you're expecting a strip show, you are going to be disappointed." Quipped Jenny, "because I have almost nothing on to take off!"

Jenny pulled her dress slowly over her head. Her beautiful legs had already been visible in the short dress. Now, as Jenny pulled it up, her waxed mound appeared. There was just a dark little landing strip pointing to the two soft folds of pleasure below. Then her stomach and then her pretty tits appeared. Her nipples were rock hard. Jenny threw the dress aside and stood proudly buck naked. The hardons re affirmed the admiration.

Jenny helped George with the dishing up. The table was beautifully set with crystal glass and candles on a Persian carpet. Peter and Tom sat and watched Jenny as Jenny and George bustled about, stark naked.

"The setting is so good and your wife is so beautiful" said Peter" that I just have to get my camera out again"

Jenny's landing strip ended just where slit began. Her pink lips showed cheekily from round the corner. It made a nice picture as Jenny presented the dishes to the photographer. Peter snapped a few with her bending over the hot tray and other similar "dining" poses. It was a formal function, complete, just without any clothes on.

"I think this is the most demanding dress-code ever" laughed George. "Even boners seem compulsory."

"You are cheating" Tom said to George" wearing a turtleneck" referring to his foreskin.

They dined and chatted as if this sort of thing was an everyday occurrence. Jenny's breasts danced magnificently as Jenny talked and gestured with her wine glass in hand, the rest of her hidden under the table. The guys' enthusiasm was off course also concealed, but all were happy to study Jenny's tits.

Her nipples seemed to have hardened permanently. Her areola was light brown in the soft light, and her smallish breasts were full and soft. Yet wonderfully firm. Jenny was lightly tanned with her breasts slightly lighter. You could see Jenny tanned with top on, and off.

They found a few excuses to have her fetch something from the kitchen, and had great opportunity to admire her naked white derriere going there, and a peek at her front, coming back. At one stage Jenny opened a bottle of wine for us, and stood up to use the corkscrew. Her lips were visible just above the table and slightly obscured by the bottle. Jenny obliged however, probably consciously, by panting her legs wide to exert force on the cork, and in the process jiggling her exposed lips in sight.

The conversation although very civil, centred on sex, off course. And more particularly on Jenny's experience. The young guys had never had such an opportunity and their interest was endless. How did Jenny like them looking up her pussy? And arse? Did Jenny like cum? Did Jenny masturbate? How did Jenny? Did Jenny like seeing a hardon? Did Jenny like seeing a man cum? Did Jenny like the taste?

Later that evening when all was done Jenny and Tom had fucked like rabbits and were lying in bed, discussing the experience. A lot off it sprouted from the answers Jenny had given the men. Yes, she did like being photographed. (wasn't obvious?) Sure, it made her extremely horny. Sometimes she wished the photographer would stick his long lens right up her ass. Yes, she loved to see a man come, probably just as much a man wanted to see a woman come.

How was it for Tom? Tremendously sexy, although he felt a bit left out at times when she got carried away. To himself he wondered where was this all going. But as long as they both enjoyed it, he wasn't too concerned.

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