[MF] – Boudoir photo shoot or what happened next Saturday

I was a bit shocked that my last post got any attention at all and I had a few requests to write about what happened next so here you go. Apologies in advance for any poor spelling or typos but I really did rush this one out.  

Here’s the TLDR of the first post though: I’m a photographer that agreed to take some photos of my ex-wife’s single Mom friend Rebecca and her son. After the kid went to bed we got a bit frisky and ended up having an amazing night. Rebecca is gorgeous, 

Link the first part [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9w31g2/mf_story_with_a_long_build_up_of_a_recent/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9w31g2/mf_story_with_a_long_build_up_of_a_recent/)

I had a great night with Rebecca but had to leave before her son woke up, which is just part of the life of single parents. When I got home I took out my laptop and had a really good look at the photos I’d taken of her. As I suspected when it got steamy my ability to “focus” went out the window so most of the shots were crap but I did manage to pull out a few that were worth editing. 

I spent most of my Sunday doing my best to make the photos look great. I was about to send them the lot when I realised that I could maybe drag it out a little. I sent her one, saying it was one of my favourites and told her how amazing she looked. She messaged me back straight away and we spent the evening sending filthy texts back and forth. 

We did this nearly every day that week and by the time the weekend rolled around I was dying to see her. Somewhere along the way it had come up that she would like to do some even raunchier photos, proper Boudoir stuff. I sent her links to photographers I liked, such as this one, Simply Boudoir on Instagram. 

[https://www.instagram.com/simplyboudoir/?hl=en](https://www.instagram.com/simplyboudoir/?hl=en)

We had a really great time deciding on what poses to try and what she would wear, even if she would try a few fully nude. 

This time I waited until her kid was in bed before I arrived. I knocked on the door and she opened it already wearing that little Kimono dressing gown. Her hair was up this time which I’d never seen her do before and it really suited her. Showed off her face and beautiful neck. I leaned in to give her a kiss as soon as the door was closed and she leaned right into it. 

“I can’t wait until after we take some pictures, I need your cock now,” she moaned already putting her hands down my jeans. She quickly undid my belt and pulled me out of my boxers before I could even say hello. She put the full length of me straight into her mouth and moaned. She sucked and licked until I was rock hard. Then she stood up and dropped the robe revealing her naked body. Her breasts were are near perfect, must be at least DD and I’d guess at 40-44 but I’m rubbish at estimating. She’s not tall, probably 5”2, but slim and curvy at the same time, round hips and a really firm ass. 

I push her up against the wall, lifting one her legs slightly. I can feel how wet she is with the tip of my cock. She does a little jump pulling herself up and wraps her legs around me. Are height differences are not helping here but I do manage to get the my cock inside her, just a little but its enough that she moans and keeps moaning as I slide in and out of her. She comes in a few seconds, like she’s been waiting for this all day, maybe even all week, just like I have. It only takes me another couple of strokes before I finish too. 

“I just had to get that out of the way,” she said smiling. She put her robe on and brought me into the living room where she’d made cleared some and pulled the sofa into the centre of the room. This was our plan, to use the sofa as the main backdrop for our photos. It was a dark brown colour and I hoped it would make her pale skin really stand out. 

She had to go change into her first outfit and I needed to set up some lights but it didn’t take long for either of us to be ready. When she walked back into the room she immediately took off her robe, it was, after all, too late to be modest now. She was wearing a purple and pink Basque set with stockings. She looked stunning and I was already having a hard time focussing on what I should be doing. 

We worked through poses again just as we had the previous week but this time I felt much more comfortable with directing her. She was a natural at this and more than made up for my total inexperience with this kind of shoot. I felt fine telling her exactly what I though of each pose and we got really explicit a few times. 

We worked through another outfit, this time a red bustier with thong and stockings. This one pushed her breasts together and made her ass look like a round peach at the same time and it was by far my favourite. We did a few poses on the sofa before I suggested changing to another chair, this one more like a dining table chair that she could stand beside and bend over. She was up for trying it and we got some really great shots. 

“Why don’t we try a few with even less on? How about taking off everyone except the thong? We can use the chair for a shield if you don’t want to show nipples but really show that you’re pretty much naked.” The lingerie came off almost before I finished speaking. 

We worked through some implied nude poses, doing a few hand-bra shots too but my cock was starting to stir again. I could only look at her for so long like this before I had to do something about it. 

“How do you feel now, with the camera on you?” I asked her. 

“I love it so much. I didn’t realise I was such an exhibitionist before but now I can feel your eyes on me and it makes me so wet.” 

I put the camera down then and said, “Show me” and she did exactly that. She was sitting on the chair in the middle of the room, about 6” from me, her legs open. She reached down and pulled her thong to one side so I could see. 

“Touch yourself” I said in an even tone. She did, sliding a finger up and down her lips, teasing me. 

She continued this for a few seconds before saying to me in a confident voice, “Get your cock out too.” I pulled my jeans off and slid my boxers to the floor, stepping out of them. 

“Put your finger in” I said then, almost daring her. She did, slipping it in easily. 

“stroke yourself” she demanded of me. I did. I was getting really hard now. I moved a bit closer. She was at just the right height sitting down for my cock to be at her mouth level. With her free hand she motioned me to come closer and then cupped my balls. Still fingering herself she took my cock in her mouth. I put my hands on the back of her head and felt her take me all the way to her mouth. 

She sucked me then until I was rock solid then she stood up and moved over to the sofa. She put one leg up on the arm and looked over her shoulder at me. I pulled her thong to one side and slid right into her. Her gasp was the best sound I’ve ever heard. 

I went slowly at first, loving the feeling of being in her tight wet pussy again. Then I could feel her getting close, so I sped up, moving my hand onto her shoulder to hold me steady. She came really hard, quivering so much that I had to pull out. It took her a second to recover but when she turned around she could see my throbbing cock. She grabbed my shaft again and pulled me close but this time not into her mouth. She pushed her tits together around my cock and bounced them up and down on it. It felt great but it was her smile that was doing it for me. She had the naughtiest grin on her face like she was getting away with something and it was so hot. 

“Can I make you come with my tits?” she groaned. 

“if you keep talking like that you can” I replied. 

She got it, no further questions needed, she just started saying all the depraved things she could think of while massaging my cock with her tits, “I love your cock, I love feeling it inside me, in my mouth, in my pussy, on my tits. I want you to come on me, I want to feel your cum all over my chest, I want to drink it, swallow it” 

I did not last much longer. As soon as she felt me about to come she grabbed my cock and squeezed it, directing my load across her chest. It felt so good. 

“Well, what are we going to do next week?” she asked with that same cheeky grin. 

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