Draw me like one of your anime girls [FM]

Since my last story on here, I haven’t really been up to anything particularly adventurous, but as I’ve had a few people asking I have had a couple of more simple photo shoots, so thought I’d recount them here really quickly while I’m bored on a Sunday before heading home to family for Easter.

The first shoot was set-up at short notice – I got a message from a photographer who was going to be in my area for work and wanted to see if he could set something up quickly before he left. As it happened I wasn’t working the afternoon he was free, so we set something up.

The shoot itself was simple – he wanted to photograph me using my beloved Haruhi Suzumiya bunny girl outfit, so before his arrival that afternoon I stripped out of my casual clothes and changed into the fishnet tights, tight black bunny girl outfit itself and cuffs and ears before waiting for him to turn up.

He arrived almost right on time – looking a little tired and dishevelled in his suit from a morning of meetings, in his late 40s, short and balding, but he was most appreciative of my outfit and visibly perked up as we chatted after I invited him. He accepted a drink of water, which he downed quickly before opening the rucksack with his SLR camera inside and asked if I wanted to get started.

After doing a little reorganising of the living room to make space, I slipped on my black high heels to complete my look and began posing for him however he directed – just standing there hands on hips to start with, but slowly moving into more seductive poses as I leaned forward towards the camera or knelt on the sofa facing away from him. Eventually I was posing with one leg up on the sofa, then sat on the sofa with legs spread as the poses got raunchier, before the moment came where I was asked to pull my top down.

I duly did this, exposing my breasts as he made appreciative comments and snapped away as he directed me to pose in ways that made the most of my boobs, before taking some more as I posed holding and fondling them. With this done, I was then asked to pull the crotch of my outfit aside, revealing the lack of knickers under the bunny girl outfit and revealing my slightly wet pussy through the fishnets. He moved in closer for more photos as I held the crotch aside, then used my free hand to touch myself a little, sighing and moaning softly as I started to rub my clit a little through the tights.

“Would you be okay losing the outfit for the rest of the photos?” he enquired, and realising that the costume was restrictive I nodded in agreement. He snapped more photos as I tried to seductively pull off the outfit (which is hard to do looking sexy, in my opinion!), then stepped out of my heels to finish removing it before peeling down my fishnets while he asked me to look directly into the camera as he snapped away.

Now naked but for my wig and bunny ears, he asked me to put my heels back on, then told me this was where his direction would stop. “Just lay back and enjoy yourself… forget I’m here” he said with a grin. After taking a little time getting comfortable and self-consciously asking if the position I was in was okay for him to take photos from (“Like I say, just enjoy it, don’t worry about me” was his response), I idly let a hand run down my body to my decidedly wet pussy. In need of release by this point, I didn’t think of teasing or building up slowly, and so it was no time before I was rhythmically rubbing my clit and increasing my arousal. Eyes closed and moaning, I really had forgotten about the camera in the room, and it must only have been five minutes or so until I moaned louder as I came.

Opening my eyes to see him flushed and smiling, he noted that we still had time if I wanted to go again. This time determined to give him a little variety in his pictures, I turned around onto all fours and gave him more of a show… spending some time sliding two fingers wetly in and out of my pussy, stopping to spread my lips for him to show off that wetness as I looked back at the camera, and then finally moving to focus on my clit before occasionally returning to slip a finger or two inside me. It took me longer to cum this time, but my orgasm build slowly until I moaned repeatedly into the cushion of the sofa, my body twitching slightly in orgasm.

Recovering my breath, I could see him breathing heavily and excitedly himself as he thanked me, and apologised that he couldn’t stay around to shoot for longer. I told him not to worry as we chatted a little to fill time while he fumbled in his jacket for his wallet, pondering that I should put some clothes on but not seeing any point in getting back into the bunny girl outfit as my normal clothes were upstairs. Eventually he produced the cash from his wallet, and he packed up his things with the promise of sending edited photos over once they were done before we said goodbye.

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The second shoot was very different in that it wasn’t a photo shoot at all – the guy in question was an artist who spent most of his time sketching landscapes and still life, but loved to occasionally branch out into sketching women and was very interested in capturing some drawings of me in cosplay. I jumped at the chance to do something unique, and much like the other shoot he was going to be in my area on business so we managed to figure something out.

I was still dressed casually when the man – greying and in his 50s – arrived, carrying a big folder with a sketchbook, and another bag with pencils, charcoal and the like (although he stuck with just pencil to sketch me). I made him a coffee while we talked and he counted out the payment for a shoot, and sat in the kitchen with his drink while I moved upstairs, I stripped out of my sweater, jeans and underwear and changed into my first outfit for him – Catherine, with heels and tight white dress with stockings and suspenders.

Calling him upstairs once I was changed and did a brief emergency tidy of my room, I waved him into my room as he exclaimed on my look and outfit with simply “Wow….” Asking him how he wanted to start, he pulled out his sketch book and pencils and asked if he could use a chair in the room to sit on before moving it into another corner of the room. He then asked me to sit on the bed for him, then put one leg up on the bed and open my legs a bit. “Perfect, stay right there!” he almost shouted as I somehow found the perfect pose, “I can just see your panties peeking out there, I love it” he said with eyes almost gleaming. After shifting around on his seat a little, he got to drawing – I couldn’t see much of what the drawing looked like at the time, but I could tell he was a rapid sketcher from the flurry of pencil strokes. It was about 10 or 15 minutes and my leg was starting to cramp up before he suddenly exclaimed “Right, got it! Can you pull your top down for the next one?”

I nodded, and pulled the straps of Catherine’s top down off my shoulders, manipulating the top until my boobs popped into view. “Ohh, beautiful” he murmured, before we spent some time figuring out how I should sit for this pose. Thankfully the pose was more comfortable this time, so I patiently (okay, impatiently, I was bored and a little horny by this point) waited another 10 minutes or so while he sketched, this time suddenly remembering he should show me his drawings! “I’ll touch them up and finish them off at home” he said, almost sheepishly and apologetically, while I was really impressed at how much detail he’d captured in such a short time.

“Now, I’d like to see you without your thong this time…” he requested next. “I know we talked about this before meeting, but are you really okay if I take your underwear off?” We had indeed agreed this prior to the meet so I told him it was totally fine with a smile. He then directed me to lay back on the bed with my head on the pillow at its head, and once he was happy with my general position he knelt on the bed and I felt his hands, which were visibly shaking, reach up my legs and under my skirt. I instinctively raised my hips as I felt his fingers grip the waistband of my thong, before he slowly pulled down my knickers to reveal my shaved, and wet, pussy. He gasped and swallowed hard as it came into view, before concentrating on removing the thong down my legs and over my high heels, before using his hands on my inner thighs to open my legs. “Perfect” he exclaimed, before retreating to his seat and his sketchbook to draw me, legs open. This drawing took longer – maybe 20 minutes – but the finished piece was surprisingly sexy as sketches go. After that, I posed for him in the outfit on all fours, but eventually decided it was time to move onto my next outfit.

Next up was Haruhi’s bunny girl outfit. He stuck around and watched me change, complimenting me as I did so while also making some very frank small talk about his interests – he liked to “look and not touch” as he had problems maintaining an erection and lasting any length of time when he did, and so drawing models was an escape from that. It was quite a sad story from a guy I was really warming to thanks to his infectious enthusiasm and kind nature, and I wasn’t expecting him to be so up-front about everything so it took me aback a little.

One I was dressed, we only spent a brief time with this outfit – he mostly just wanted to see me wearing it in person I think, but I posed on all fours for him looking back towards him for one sketch, before pulling the crotch of the outfit to one side for another. My arms and neck ached a little after posing for too long, so the second sketch in this outfit ended up being a hurried affair so I could get more comfortable.

Although we’d intended for me to pose with four outfits, time was running short so we had to choose between two outfits for a final round of sketches. In the end, after some deliberation, he plumped for Mami from Madoka Magica, featuring a white blouse and brown corset/dress with black hold-up stockings and a black lace thong underneath.

After showing off the outfit to him for a little while, I posed sat on the edge of the bed with the top opened up to expose my bra, and legs open to reveal my thong. 20 minutes later, another sketch was complete, and he asked whether I could pose naked but for my stockings for his final effort. I agreed, letting him reach under my skirt to help me out of my thong before discarding the rest of the outfit myself. Naked but for my stockings, I lay back and tried a few poses until he went for a simple one of me laying back with legs open and hands behind my head.

The final sketch completed, he asked how I was feeling and whether posing for him had been arousing. I told him honestly that it was, and he asked if I wanted to play with myself to finish while he put his sketching to one side and just watched. I couldn’t say no to that opportunity, so after teasing both him and myself by running my hands all over my body for a while, I was ready to get to work on my clit, rubbing myself vigorously until I came loudly to a shuddering orgasm while he watched on wide-eyed.

As I came down from my orgasm, I heard him almost whisper “My god…” and after a pause “Watching and seeing you has made me the hardest I’ve been in a long time”. On impulse, I asked if he wanted to do something with it – if anything, I was even more horny by now. I could see the temptation written over his face, but his reply was “I’m sorry dear, I’d only disappoint, best not to”. I tried to coax him into at least trying, but I could tell I was getting nowhere and so let it drop and instead hopped off the bed to hunt around for my normal clothes.

He turned down the offer of another drink before he left, and quickly packed up his things and let me take some photos of his sketches on my phone (with a promise to scan them in and send them properly later). We said our goodbyes, with the possibility of meeting again for some more drawings in the future left open – once he was gone and I watched his car drive away, my jeans and knickers came off as I masturbated myself to some further orgasms before my housemates returned, imagining the man putting his sketch book down and fucking me quickly and briefly until he came inside me…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/870jhj/draw_me_like_one_of_your_anime_girls_fm