[MF] Couples Boudoir Goes for More

Last year, my (39M) wife (34F) and I went to do a couples boudoir shoot for our anniversary. Our photographer was a well known boudoir artist in the area and apparently super professional and amazing at making even lumpy people like me look great in photos. Well there was no question that my wife would look amazing. She’s 5’6” dirty blonde with a forever youthful face with full B cups a god-sent ass that looks amazing in anything and nothing.

While I wasn’t surprised my wife had a hair and make up appointment, I didn’t realize the professional photogs get makeup and hair done for male models too. That was a trip but… huh. I liked how I looked too!

We had prefilled out a survey independently of what kind of themes we wanted in our shoot and the photographer (let’s call her Deja) promised we’d each get something we liked.

When we both came out of the dressing room for the “cuddle set” we giggled. My wife Clara was wearing her favorite cat PJ pants and a camisole and I was wearing my Costco shorts. We started with some really intimate photos of us on a bed set cuddling under sheets. Deja then started posing us, having us kiss and hold, making small adjustments. The positions were weird and sometimes hard to hold but she quickly had our buy in when she showed us a preview of the results. I couldn’t believe a photo could capture how cuddling her FELT.

We went through another set called Lazy Sunday and then after that was the “Passion set.” To simulate us being sweaty and passionate, we both had to rub a small amount of some oil on our skin. Deja then stregically sprayed us with water to simulate sweat… Clara was glistening in a lacy black set with a thong and stockings and me in some silk underwear that was no help whatsoever in managing the erection I had.

Deja was great though. She acknowledged it and reassured me that it happens to EVERY man when they see their wife and that she’d show as much or as little of it as we wanted in the actual photos and that photoshop would be the ticket. And we were off again. Having someone instruct my wife on how to arch her back as she straddled me and having someone place my hand on my wife’s ass and instruct me how to squeeze with one hand and how to pull her hair with the other was a real trip. Seeing my wife being positioned before joining her and being able to touch her was a complete treat. We were both clearly turned on by this and definitely took less and less subtle chances to feel each other up. As we sat on the couch after the passion set to preview some shots, Deja finally had to ask Clara to stop absentmindedly rubbing my cock through the silk boxers. She turned beet red. “Well I thought we were going to…” Deja cut her off. “Yes, when the time comes. You can do that on set if needed, it usually isn’t.”

That’s because next was the nudes. This time we undressed each other, somehow artfully not exposing anything to the camera. Deja captured Clara’s magnificent lines and curves. After a few minutes, Deja checked in. “How are y’all feeling? Because you look amazing and the passion you have for each other is really shining through. We have some time still. Would you like to add more of the same or change it up?”

“How so?”

“Well, some couples increase their combined exposure, and some want me to capture more sexual intimacy as part of their photographic investments. This is your time and your memories, and you both indicated you were interested in the Exposure Set, so I’m just here to capture them for you.”

Clara, in front of me, who had a sheet covering her lower half while my hands were covering her breasts leaned back and whispered into my ear, “I will do anything with you. I will do anything for you today.”

With that she turned around and kissed me, with one hand on my neck and the other stroking my shaft in view of Deja. I reached down and grabbed one breast firmly and planted the Other on her ass. The shutter clicks faded away.

“Why don’t you hold his head to your nipple, Clara?” came Deja’s first suggestion. I brought my head down, caressed by my wife’s hand. “Can I help?” ssked Deja and she walked over and adjusted my head and the angle Of my wife’s body. “Yup,” she chimed in, “go ahead and massage her other breast at the same time.” *Click click* “Do you want to guide her head down?” My wife’s lips worked their way down my chest.

“Kiss it gently first” came the soft instruction of our director as my wife’s lips caressed my shaft for the first time. My head rolled back. *Click click* “Wow gorgeous,” she echoed.

“May I?” She chimes and tilts my wife’s head back. I can feel her breath against my shaft as she moves.
“His curve matches the curve of your neck now. And I think now would be a good time to look into each other’s eyes.”

I looked down to see my gorgeous wife kneeling before ms, eyes sparkling and her lips pursed right at the head. She winks at me and I hear *click clic clic* as she parts her lips and slides my cock into her mouth. I can’t take my eyes off her. Her makeup is perfect and her lips deep red. She looks amazing in the studio lighting bright enough that the shutter sound and Deja’s voice is the only evidence someone else is there.

“Where should I be looking?” I ask. Deja says that the photos are more passionate if we are looking at each other and more explicit if the one “giving” is looking at the camera but the recipient should always be looking at their partner. Clara turns her head to the camera and I can see the head of my cock bulge into her cheek. *Click click* “Ohh that was a good one.”

We took turns like we always do at home, finding ways to turn each other on and Deja just kept working and was so professional that it didn’t dawn upon my wife nor I until after that Deja had moved my cock to position it for a more explicit oral sex pose where Clara was squatting and kissing the side of the shaft. Deja reached over and with two fingers bracing my shaft and the other hand on Clara’s head moved both downward in sync, knelt right in front of her and shot a close up portrait of my wife sucking cock. I would be her stunt cock any day. She didn’t bother to stop Clara this time who kept sucking me as Deja showed me the photo on the small camera screen.

Deja asked us our favorite positions that made us feel the best and we shot those, Clara’s favorites with me looking into the camera and mine with her doing so. We got instructions from time to time. There were surreal moments like where Clara was on all fours and I was behind her, Deja had her and me shift so she could see my cock in her pussy, and yet my body is autopiloting and I keep slowly moving in and out of her as Deja dabs away a grool strand with a Kleenex.

As we got into our most favorite position with Clara straddling me in the chair and we gazed into each other’s eyes, as she slid her sweaty, naked body up and down my cock. *Click click* She’s nuzzling into my neck and I’m tightly squeezing her ass cheeks.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zbngqk/mf_couples_boudoir_goes_for_more