The Spark
written by:
Northern Flicker

It was one of those special family occasions, one which Jocelyn had worked hard at to make happen, and to make memorable. Her parents were celebrating their fiftieth wedding anniversary and she was the core organiser. When the big day arrived she had already made most of the preparations beforehand for a large dinner celebration which included her parents, of course, her husband, their son and his wife, an uncle, and three other close older relatives and their spouses. Anyone who's ever undertaken such a mass formal feeding knows just how much work is involved. Jocelyn, however, didn't mind doing it in the least. It was just one of those things that after twenty four years of marriage that she had just accepted as being something that was expected of her.

The one thing that she had also organised for the big day though, which was really exciting her, was that she had arranged for a family photo session with the local photographer in their small town. Not everyone was going to be included. Just her parents, her husband and herself, and their son and his wife. Their appointment was at one-thirty and everyone arrived on the dot, looking their very best for the occasion.

Jocelyn was forty-three and, in spite of a few extra pounds, was holding her own quite nicely. She wasn't what you would call a stunningly beautiful woman but she didn't look bad. While she felt that her breasts were sagging a little she was making every effort to keep herself in shape with a modest morning workout routine and daily walks with their dog. She did know that she got looks from men when she was out walking the dog, particularly in the summer when she usually wore shorts and a tank top, the sort of things women do to make themselves feel better about themselves, but not necessarily to attract men. In short Jocelyn was a fine looking middle aged woman and was, for the most part, content with her family and her quality of life. However there was one major thing that was lacking in her life.

Unfortunately her husband had reached the stage in his life where he was starting to let things go. At forty-six Fred wasn't fat or slovenly. It's just that for some men when they reach their mid-forties it's a disaster and they feel they're all set to be put out to pasture, and that's what had happened to Fred. He just was losing his interest in the finer things in life, and that included Jocelyn. In short, Fred had become just another middle aged guy that was on a slide. He had the sort of job that didn't require much in the way of communicating ideas or trying to foster working harmony and as a result Fred was the sort of guy that didn't say much. He kept things that either bothered him or frustrated him bottled up inside. That was just him and he was a nice guy otherwise.

Now back to the photo session. Marlon, the photographer, had been running his small business for fifteen years. He was forty-five years old and had tried a number of other things before in order to try to make a living but they really just weren't him. He had an entrepreneur's instinct but he also had an artistic side to him which had lead him into photography as a hobby and ultimately a photography business with a studio. It was a small town but his business provided him with a decent enough income and, what was more important to him, satisfaction in his work. And that is as far as his satisfaction in life went. Unfortunately his wife was a bitch and they hadn't had sex in years. In fact he couldn't even remember the last time, for even the event itself wasn't memorable.

It wasn't much of a relationship but they remained together regardless. Well, sort of together. She was always disappearing for a few weeks on end, sometimes even longer, ostensibly to visit her mother. He never even considered calling her when she was away and she never called him. Marlon felt she was in all likelihood having an affair somewhere but he couldn't care less if she was.

Marlon's entire sex life, in fact, had always been lacking. He was extremely shy during high school and, as a result, seldom dated girls. In fact he didn't lose his virginity until he was twenty-four years old, and that was just a fluke. He had gone to the town's social club one Saturday night and had somehow gotten stuck with a woman much older than him who had had too much to drink. He didn't like her in the least but had felt obliged, in his own naive way, to drive her home after the place had closed, and on the way she had ... there's no other way to describe it, odd as it may sound ... forced him to fuck her. It had left a profound mark on him and afterwards he had always felt somewhat insecure around women. Not that it showed particularly, but it was there inside him.

Now, once again, back to the photo session. Marlon always put his all into sessions with his customers and it almost always paid off, with good quality photos and pretty good sales of them. This session was no different and it lasted close to two hours, a little long in some people's books but because there were no kids getting restless and cranky it went well. At the end of the session Marlon asked what he always did. "Is there anything else that anyone would like. You know, a particular pose that you've always thought would look good?" Sometimes he got a good return from this question with interesting ideas and often as not a good additional sale as a result. This time, however, there was nothing that anyone could think of so they ended the session.

As everyone was leaving Marlon told Jocelyn that he would have the photos processed in four days and send her low resolution photos by e-mail so she could study them and also forward them on to the rest of her family. They could all look them over at their leisure and place an order with him. It was a system that worked well for him and for his customers. He would then call her when the order was ready and she could come by and pick it up.

Two days after the session, at about nine-thirty in the morning, he received a call from Jocelyn. Unlike her usual free and open self she sounded nervous over the phone. It wasn't immediately apparent to Marlon as to why, but when it did it came as nothing less than a shock to him.

"Marlon, remember the other day at the end of our session you asked if there was anything else that anyone would like?"

"Yes, of course I do."

"Well I've been thinking and I'm wondering ... I'm wondering if there is something else you might do for me."

"Of course Jocelyn. What is it you'd like?"

"Marlon, I was wondering if ...," and then she started to stammer a bit more. "Um ... I was wondering ..."

"Go ahead Jocelyn. I'm listening."

"Would it be possible for you to take some pictures of me that ... um ... would be just for my husband?"

The coin wasn't dropping for Marlon yet. "Certainly Jocelyn. That wouldn't be a problem at all. I'll lump them into the cost of our big session the other day. Now what is it exactly you're looking for?"

"Well I ... I didn't think I'd have to really spell it out but ... I'd like some pictures of me that only he will ever see. Something that ... well, you know, he'd find ... exciting. Something with me showing a little bit."

The coin finally dropped and it was Marlon's turn to stammer as he felt stupid as hell. In all his years in this business he had never been asked for anything, well, out of the ordinary. He had fantasized, of course, about great rollicking sex sessions in front of his camera. Gorgeous women of porn flaunting themselves before his lens. Cunts and cocks and sucking and fucking, but his fantasies were as far as it ever went, other than jacking himself off at the thought of them. Just the same, as a result he had an idea on how he would handle a shoot of such a nature.

"Well ... certainly. I ... It ... wouldn't be a problem." Finally composing himself he continued, "Yes, Jocelyn, I'd be happy to do that for you. When would you like to do this shoot?"

She answered kind of shyly, "Would you have time to do it this afternoon maybe ... while I still have my nerve up?"

"Well, yes. Yes I could do it this afternoon. How about one o'clock? I'll ... leave it up to you what to wear."

After he hung up Marlon realised that his hands were sweaty and shaking and his cock was getting hard. ‘Oh my god,' he thought to himself. ‘I can't go into a shoot like this. I won't be able to concentrate and she'll be sure to notice my hard-on and get scared and leave.' So Marlon did the logical thing. He went into the bathroom and wanked himself off. Afterwards he was more settled and hoped that he could handle the session with Jocelyn in a purely professional manner.

Jocelyn turned up at exactly one o'clock. She was wearing a long coat buttoned up to the top, which looked kind of out of place with the bright sunny day. She also carried a cloth shopping bag. Her face was made up, to Marlon's mind, a little too much. She looked nervous as hell. Marlon invited her in and they went directly to the studio where he offered to take her coat.

Without unbuttoning her coat Jocelyn spoke. "I'm really nervous about this Marlon. I'm not sure if maybe I made a mistake."

"You know, the best thing would be if we just sat and talked for awhile. I have to admit to being a little nervous myself too. How about if I get us each a glass of wine."

When he came back Jocelyn was still sitting there wearing her coat.

"Come on. At least take off your coat so you can relax a bit."

She stood up, unbuttoned her coat and slipped out of it. She was wearing a light yellow cocktail dress with very thin shoulder straps, low cut in the front showing plenty of her breasts. It was obvious to Marlon that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her dress was fairly short, well above the knees, and it contrasted nicely with her dark nylons. She took off her street shoes and, reaching into the shopping bag, she pulled out a pair of high heels and slipped into them.

Marlon was set back a bit as he hadn't been quite sure what to expect. While she had been well dressed and very formal looking at the family shoot a couple of days before, today she really looked sexy. They sat and talked in generalities for the next fifteen minutes while slowly finishing the wine. When it became obvious that she was relaxing a bit Marlon finally broached the subject of the shoot.

"Do you think you're up to me taking a couple of pictures just as you are?"

"Well ... alright. I'll see how I feel after."

"You'll do just fine."

Marlon set her up for a couple of poses which, while being quite straight forward, had her with a hand behind her neck or sitting in a way to maximize the effect of her cleavage, just to get her used to the idea of posing by herself in an enticing way. When he had taken just six pictures he reviewed them with her on the camera's display, in an encouraging way, what he had done, adding that the processed product would be much better than what could possibly be shown there.

"I think you look really good in these shots. You were relaxed and it shows. What do you think?"

With a pleased tone she said, "They are kind of nice aren't they."

"Do you want to move on with some more then?"

"Yes ... yes I think I do."

"Jocelyn, I want you to just say when you think you've gone as far as you want."

"Don't you worry about that," she said with a weak smile.

So, on they moved into the photo shoot.

He had her start out sitting on the floor, sideways to the camera, leaning back on both arms, her near leg bent at the knee, and her other leg crossed over it. This raised her dress up her legs, partly exposing the frilly tops of the nylons she was wearing. After a few variations of that position he had her shift around and lean forward on her arms facing the camera. This caused her dress to sag away from her breasts and created a nice view of her braless tits, almost to her nipples.

Marlon complimented her on how easily and how well she posed and he could tell she was starting to enjoy herself.

The shoot progressed fairly rapidly from then on with Jocelyn eventually pulling down a shoulder strap and slipping her dress down to expose one of her nipples, and slipping her dress up over her thighs far enough to show the straps of a black garter belt which held up her stockings. It was then that she really started to get into it and before long her dress was off and she was shifting easily from one pose to another just in her panties, garter belt, stockings and high heels. That was as far as she undressed and that was fine by Marlon for he knew that she was going to like the pictures.

When they finished, she slipped back into her dress, put her street shoes back on and covered herself up with her coat. As he was about to open the door for her she turned to him, quickly kissed him on the cheek and said, "Thanks Marlon. I didn't think I could go through with it when I arrived but I think it worked out okay. Don't you?"

"It certainly did Jocelyn. You did extremely well and I know you'll like the pictures."

"I don't want you to e-mail the pictures to me like you're going to do with the family ones, just in case my husband happens to open them first. Why don't you choose several of the pictures that you feel are the best and I'll come by and pick them up along with the rest of the order when it's ready?"

A week later the family order had been made and a couple of days later Marlon called her to tell her everything was ready to be picked up. Within twenty minutes she was at the door. She looked both nervous and excited at the same time.

"Come on in and I'll go through your order with you. Which part of it would you like to see first?"

"Are you kidding me?" she laughed. "Show me the naughty ones first!"

"Well, I've a confession to make. I couldn't pick out just a few that I thought were the best. I've made up a dozen or so for you at no extra charge", and with that he opened a box and started showing her her pictures.

As she went through them he could see her reaction building. "Oh Marlon, I think they're wonderful! This is so exciting! I had no idea that there was this side to me. Now if these don't perk up his interest in me again .... Oh, I shouldn't have said that."

"That's alright Jocelyn. I had thought that might be one of the possibilities why you wanted this done. I hope it works out for you and if it does then I'll have done my job properly."

She collected up the two boxes containing her order and headed to the door. Before leaving she turned and said, Thanks again Marlon," and she kissed him on the cheek, then almost ran to her car.

Two weeks later Jocelyn called.

"Well everyone loved the family photos."

"Wonderful! And what about the others? Did you give them to your husband?"

"Yes I did. Later that night. I didn't know how he would react and I was really nervous. I did tell him that I had some special pictures taken of me by you that I wanted him to have. He was silent for about a minute after he saw them and I was starting to get scared that I had done the wrong thing, when he said that he absolutely loved them. I guess I shouldn't tell you this but we had the best sex that night that either of us could remember. There's a real spark back in our lives right now."

"Well I guess I did my job properly then, huh?"

"You sure did. Now there's something else I want to talk to you about."

"What's that?"

"We, my husband and I, were wondering ... we were wondering if you'd be willing to ... oh I don't know how to say this. Would you take some pictures of us together? Being intimate I mean?"

Now, for the second time with her Marlon was taken completely aback.

"Do you mean you want me to take pictures of the two of you having sex?"

"Yes, I guess that's what I mean. I told you there's a real spark to our lives right now and I don't want to pass up doing anything that will keep it going. Do you think it would be possible?

"Well I took pictures of you so I guess I don't see that I couldn't of you both."

She almost squealed with delight on the other end of the phone. "That's wonderful! When do you think we can do it?"

Three nights later, it was midweek, they turned up for their session. She was dressed similarly to her previous shoot and, once again, looked very sexy. The bravado she had on the phone seemed to have disappeared though and Fred looked nervous.

Marlon sat them down and got each of them a drink; wine for her and a hard drink for him, but he made it a thin one not knowing the effect it might have on him. You know ... the potential for being hard or not hard later on. The latter certainly wouldn't be a good thing. They talked about generalities at first, at least Marlon and Jocelyn did most of the talking as Fred was a man of very few words, and then Marlon became professional and asked them if they had any ideas about what they would like.

"Well we kind of thought we would leave that up to you," Fred blurted out in an almost confrontational manner. "It's what we're paying you for isn't it?"

"Of course it is Fred, but only up to a point. I don't know anything about what you like to do with each other. Do you have favourite positions. How do you start things off usually? It's important to know these things so the pictures will look more natural. Otherwise they'll be posed and artificial looking. That's not what you're paying me for and I really want you to like the results. I want them to be exciting for you."

Jocelyn spoke up after a few long moments of awkward silence.

"Things have changed a lot for us in the last couple of weeks. We're not the same couple we were. We're going through a lot of changes and doing a lot of experimenting so it's kind of hard to generalize about what we like and don't like. I think it might be fun just for us to do what would interest you."

Marlon had fantasized about a shoot like this but had never included the possibility that he would actually ‘direct' one. In addition he had never really gone within himself and found out what really excited him. His sex life, in short, had never blossomed because of his lousy marriage, so he felt that to tell others how to go about fucking was completely beyond him.

"Well ... uh, well ...". He was stumped because he honestly didn't know where or how to start, but he finally realized that maybe he should just start it off like any other shoot and get them close together, have them make eye contact, and just see where it would go from there.

And so they started. He told her to place her hand on his chest and kiss him and then for him to run his hand up the back of her thigh, slip her dress up and squeeze her ass. When he did that she groaned a little and pushed her hips against his and things just naturally fell into place after that. Marlon really got into it and as the two of them were removing each others' clothes he found himself actually giving them some directions as he was taking photos.

Before long she was wearing only her sexy lingerie and he was naked, and thankfully was sporting a very decent hard-on. Marlon had Jocelyn get on her knees and then said to her, which really surprised himself, "Now I want you to very slowly start to suck Fred's cock," and when she moved close, "I want to see your tongue running over its head." "Good, now flick at it with your tongue. Probe the hole of his cock with your tongue. That's great!" "Now hold the head of his cock between your lips and slide your tongue out slowly beneath it so I can see it."

All the time Marlon was taking pictures, moving in close and backing away. He was enjoying himself as he never had before, and he could tell that the two of them were just loving being in front of the camera.

"Now I want you to cup his balls in the palm of your hand. Fred, move forward a little. That's it." "Now Jocelyn, pucker your lips and lightly kiss his balls." "Good, now lick them with the flat of your tongue." "Nice." "Open your mouth now, draw your lips back and place your teeth on one of them as if you were going to bite it." "Oh that's very erotic looking!" Fred was starting to groan with lust. "Now I want you to slowly suck one of his balls into your mouth." "Mmmm. Now the other one too."

Fred's hard cock was laying up alongside Jocelyn's nose, covering one of her eyes, and a string of his pre-cum draped from the tip of his cock to her forehead. Her mouth, with her very full looking cheeks, was pressed up against the underside of the base of his cock and his balls were nowhere in sight.

"Keep his balls in your mouth and slide your tongue out as if you were going to lick his ass." Both Jocelyn and Fred groaned at Marlon's instruction and as Marlon watched her tongue snake out at his bidding he became aware of his own deep breathing. "Now open your mouth wide and keep your tongue out so I can see Fred's balls. I want to see his balls in your mouth." " Very nice! Okay, now Jocelyn, I want you to slowly release them and pay attention to his cock again."

Jocelyn followed his directions and, with a slurp, Fred's balls popped out of her mouth, and while she proceeded with licking and sucking his cock she spread her knees apart and started rubbing her pussy. Marlon was on it in a flash. "Perfect Jocelyn, but I don't want either of you to cum. Understand? Don't cum!" There was a grunt of acknowledgement from Fred and a muffled noise from deep within Jocelyn's cock-filled mouth.

Marlon was by this time sporting his own hard-on and although it was becoming uncomfortable as it strained against his pants he ignored it, caught up in the overwhelming pleasure he was getting from directing and photographing his first porn session and the dominance over them that he was feeling.

Before long he had them on the carpet in a sixty-nine position, her on top, and after getting numerous shots of each of them licking and sucking the other he told her to remove her bra. Once she had he said, "Now while you suck his cock let your dangling tits lightly touch his belly." "Flatten them down a little against him now." "Perfect." "Rub them against him. I don't want either of you to cum yet, understand?" Marlon was really enjoying this dominating part of himself that was suddenly manifesting itself.

Both of them were now breathing hard and making little groans and moans, so to keep either, or both of them from cumming Marlon told them to stop and for her to get off him. He was, to say the least, surprised when they both followed his order.

When they separated Jocelyn and Fred sat on the carpet side by side, both of them flushed and very aroused, his cock a raging hard-on and dripping with pre-cum, and her pussy juices running from her.

"I told you I didn't want you to cum yet and I think you were both getting very close. I'm glad you didn't." Marlon handed each of them their drinks and they both gulped them down. He took the opportunity to change his camera's memory card and the battery for a freshly charged one as both had been getting a workout.

"Now let's get back to it, but slowly, okay?"

They both nodded in distracted agreement.

It was time for pictures of Fred's cock entering Jocelyn's cunt. With her on her hands and knees Marlon directed him in. "Jocelyn, reach between your legs and take hold of Marlon's cock," and when she did he told her, "Now rub it up and down your slit." "That's it. Oh that looks nice. Now Marlon, push forward just a little and Jocelyn keep rubbing it along your pussy."

"Oh god, I can't keep this up any longer. I need him inside me. Let him fuck me. Please!"

"No! You'll wait until I say!"

After another almost unbearable few moments for both of them Marlon finally said, "Okay then. Fred, start to push into her. Slowly!" and he entered her from behind, her swollen, wet lips parting to swallow his cock, all the while with Marlon moving in and out taking shots from every conceivable angle.

They both came quickly, with Marlon standing over them, telling them how to hold each other as they came down off their orgasms. As Fred's cock slowly started to soften Marlon told him to begin pulling out of her and as he did picture after picture were taken of the mix of cum and juice coating his cock and running from her cunt.

"My god, that was incredible," Jocelyn finally said in a weak voice, and with a little giggle she followed up with, "When can we do this again?"

Marlon was as drained as they were. "Any time you'd like."

Not long afterwards they were dressed and ready to leave and Marlon said, "I've been thinking about what to provide you in the way of pictures. How about if I made a slide show for you and put it on a DVD and you can choose whatever prints you want?"

"That sounds wonderful! Call us when it's ready." Once again Jocelyn kissed Marlon, but this time on the mouth and as an added treat she flicked her tongue between his lips.

It took Marlon a couple of days to complete the project as he really strove for perfection in the final product. He was also in a constant state of arousal in the process. When he called Jocelyn to tell her it was ready she surprised him by asking him to come over and share the first presentation with them.

He arrived later that evening. Jocelyn had a real glow about her and was wearing a very sexy, short, light dress, once again showing lots of cleavage. After a few drinks and an open discussion on the shoot and how well it had gone they put on the DVD in the darkened room and the three of them sat on the couch together and watched the show unfold on their wide screen. Some shots were paused and others returned to for another look.

"Oh my god!" whispered Jocelyn. "Look at your cock in my mouth Fred. You look huge!" And, "Oh Jesus, this is making me wet."

Fred, as usual, wasn't very talkative but did manage to say a few things like, "I love this shot of my cock slipping into your cunt,." and "Look at your tits. Oh god I love them."

When the show finished everyone was silent for a minute.

Eventually Jocelyn spoke. "That was incredible." And then really excitedly, "I don't know how we can thank you enough. Marlon, we never did talk about a price. What do we owe you?"

"Listen, this was the most exciting thing I've ever done. It gave me so much pleasure, so that in itself is enough. Are you okay with that?"

"No I'm not." Jocelyn looked at Fred and a look of understanding passed between them. "You're going to get paid whether you like it or not." And with that she got up and knelt down in front of Marlon, pushing his legs apart. She undid his pants and pulled out his, not surprisingly, hard cock, leaned forward and slipped her lips over it and, while Fred sat beside them and watched, she proceeded to give him the best blowjob he had ever had in his life.

After a minute Fred reached over and put his hand on the back of her head and pushed her down further onto Marlon's cock. "Deeper. I want to see you suck his cock deeper into your mouth. Suck it like a slut!"

Then Fred got up, pulled off his pants and knelt behind her. He pulled up her dress, revealing that she wasn't wearing any panties, and with his hands holding her waist slipped his raging hard-on into her pussy. Jocelyn started groaning, the sounds muffled by Marlon's cock filling her mouth.

She pulled her mouth off Marlon's cock for a moment, long enough to gasp, "Two cocks! Two cocks !! I can't believe I'm taking two cocks! I'm your slut. Fuck me Fred. Fuck your slut hard, baby!"

Fred came quickly, pushing her forward so hard in his ecstasy that Marlon's cock was forced down her throat, causing him to cum violently. Jocelyn came with a choking scream at the same instant.

"Oh god! Oh god", she said as she pulled her head back and Marlon's cock slipped from her mouth, his cum still spurting from it and splattering all over her face. "Keep fucking me Fred. Don't stop. Please don't stop. I'm going to cum again!" And she did with a drawn out wail.

Fred kept fucking her and Marlon stood up and took off his clothes. He felt the rush of dominance come over him again when he told Fred, "Stop for a minute Fred. I want her out of her clothes. I want to watch her strip for us and then I want to fuck her."

Fred followed his command and pulled out of her, saying, "I've always wanted to see her get fucked by someone else. Jocelyn, get up and slowly get out of your clothes for us. Give us a slutty show."

When Marlon left their house at four in the morning he was thoroughly exhausted. That evening was the first of several nights of torrid sex amongst them over the next month.

And then it stopped. There were no more phone calls to ‘cum on over'. Marlon was disappointed at first but he had all their photos and continued entertaining himself without the two of them.

Two months after the photo shoot Marlon received a call.

A confident sounding woman's voice said over the phone, "Hi Marlon. My name's Marilyn. I'm a very good friend of Jocelyn and Fred, who I know you also know very well." She said the word ‘very' each time in a somewhat drawn out, knowing kind of way. "They've shown me the quality of your work and I'm wondering if you could do something for me."

Marlon's small town photo business wouldn't be the same from that moment on.