A Photo Shoot – A Sexy Tale of Seduction and Sex
It was a Saturday night and I was in the mood for something different. So when I saw an ad in the classifieds section of the local newspaper for a professional photographer wanting to do an erotic photo shoot, I figured why not.
I showed up ten minutes early at the appointed address, a kind of makeshift studio located in an old warehouse in the up-and-coming downtown area. As I entered, I was greeted by the photographer, a middle-aged man with a kind face and a smile. He introduced himself as John and explained that he was a freelance photographer and had recently decided to dabble in escort photography. He asked me to fill out some paperwork and took my payment.
He then showed me into a large studio room where he had set up professional lighting, backdrops, and props. He told me he was an expert at creating erotic images, so I knew I was in good hands.
John set me up in front of one of his cameras and started giving me explicit direction. It was clear he knew what he was doing and the atmosphere he created was incredibly sexy. He asked me to do a variety of poses: some seductive, some naughty, some inviting — all with the goal of making me look my sexiest.
As I posed for John, I could feel the heat rising within me. I had never done anything like this before and it was both exciting and a bit intimidating. But as I grew more comfortable, I found myself getting into the fantasy of the photo shoot.
We moved around the studio, trying different poses and props. John was a master of creating an intoxicating atmosphere and his guidance, skill, and expertise all worked together seamlessly.
At one point he asked me to lay down on a bed and as I did, he slowly began to caress my body. His hands moved over my skin in a sensual manner, lingering in all the right places. He touched me in such a way that I felt as if he was going to take me right then and there. His fingers moved up my arms and across my chest before he moved down my hips and thighs.
The feeling of his hands on my body was absolutely electrifying and I could feel waves of pleasure coursing through me. I was lost in the moment until he suggested we move on to some more risque poses.
John had another setup with a chair and asked me to assume a position I had never tried before – lying on my back with my head hanging off the chair. He positioned himself in between my legs, his face only inches from my most intimate parts. I could feel his breathing on me as he looked me over and pulled up my top.
He then proceeded to tease me, licking and kissing my erogenous zones until I thought I would go mad from pleasure. I had never been touched in such a way and I moaned with each caress.
John then stood back up and worked the camera, taking shot after shot of my aroused body. After a few minutes, he asked me to flip over and I complied, laying with my back on the chair this time. I looked up at him and he smiled, giving me a nod to continue.
I obligingly opened my legs wider, feeling every inch of his gaze as he explored my body more intently. He moved in close, so close I could feel his breath on my inner thighs. His hands moved up my legs and he kissed my soft skin, making me moan even louder in response.
John eventually moved away and went back to snapping shots with his camera. I felt incredibly aroused and could swear I was about to burst. He continued for about 20 minutes, taking different shots from a variety of angles until I could take no more.
He eventually asked me to get changed and I quickly got dressed. Feeling energized from the photo shoot, I thanked John and said goodbye. I left his studio with a new appreciation for erotic photography and with a greater understanding of the power of the camera to turn fantasy into reality.
