Captured Desire's Gaze

With my camera equipment over my shoulder, I stood outside the front door after ringing her doorbell. The door opened, and I was greeted with her dazzling smile.

“You’re right on time,” she grinned, inviting me in. My eyes devoured her exquisite beauty. She was wearing a low-cut top with no bra that showcased her bountiful cleavage, a short, tight skirt, and high heels that accentuated her shapely, tanned legs. As I followed her into the living room, I felt my cock begin to stir, thinking about photographing this beautiful woman. We sat down and chatted a few minutes.

“I’d like to surprise my husband with some interesting photos,” she smiled.

“Interesting photos?” I asked.

“Yes, he likes my body, and I’d like to have some photos that will turn him on,” she explained.

“Well, you ARE very attractive!” I assured her.

“Thank you. And you’re quite handsome,” she grinned.

I smiled as my cock began to stir inside my pants. “Would you mind if I take some photos as we talk?”

“No. Go right ahead.”

I stood in front of her and began photographing. Her smile would make any man melt, and her exposed cleavage was breathtaking! “He really likes my big boobs,” she giggled, causing her large breasts to jiggle. “I can see why. They’re fabulous!” I exclaimed as I continued photographing. “So you are a breast man?” she asked.

“Yes. Very much so.”

“Good. Then you might enjoy photographing mine,” she laughed.

She pulled her top off over her head, tossing it on the sofa beside her and smiled. “Are these big enough for you?”

“Oh, MY!” I gasped, the sight of her huge endowment taking my breath away.

She then cupped her hands under her globes and held them up saying, “I know they sag too much. I wish they were more perky.”

“NO!” I protested. “They look beautiful when they hang naturally!”

Removing her hands from her breasts, she let them fall and hang in their gorgeous natural state. “You sound just like my husband,” she giggled.

I now focused my camera on her huge melons. She lifted her right breast to her lips and began licking and sucking her nipple while gazing into the camera. “Magnificent!” I murmured as I photographed.

Letting her globe drop from her mouth, she said, “It feels much better when my husband sucks them.” With her big tits now hanging in their splendid glory, she leaned back and spread her legs, exposing her naked pussy under her short skirt. “Nice!” I knelt down, capturing her pose.

“So big tits aren’t all you like in a woman, huh?” she giggled.

“Not at all,” I laughed. As I moved in to take a close-up of her womanhood, she hiked her skirt up and spread her legs even wider. “How does it look?”

“Delicious!” I answered enthusiastically. I loved the way her trimmed pubic hair framed her vaginal lips. “Hmm, then I take it you’re not opposed to eating pussy?” she grinned.

“Not at all.” I watched as she slowly inserted the tip of one finger into her moist pussy and then put it to her lips, the tip of her tongue tasting her own wetness. “Wow!” was all I could say.

She smiled, stood up, unfastened her skirt, and bent over stepping out of it while I captured her pendulous breasts hanging down. She then stood in front of me in her naked glory wearing only her high heels. “You’re MAGNIFICENT!” I gasped.

“I feel a little awkward standing here naked with you fully dressed. Would you mind taking off your clothes while you photograph me?”

“That wouldn’t make you feel uncomfortable?”

“No.”

I set the camera down, and took off my shirt. As I admired the naked woman standing in front of me, I kicked off my shoes, slipped off my socks, and unbuckled my pants. She watched intently as I stepped out of them, my half-erect cock swaying. “Nice,” she smiled. “Very nice!” she exclaimed, her eyes focused on my manhood. “I’m glad to see I’m not the only one getting turned on by this photo shoot.”

“Well, you ARE a very attractive and desirable woman,” I assured her as the two of us stood in front of each other naked. “Do you get turned on when you photograph beautiful women?”

“Sometimes,” I admitted. I picked up the camera and began photographing again. She was a natural as she uninhibitedly posed for me in various positions. “Can we take some photos of me in my bed?”

“Sure.” I followed her back to her bedroom, admiring her naked body from behind. She turned down the sheets, kicked off her heels, and hopped into bed.

I took numerous photos as she posed in some very provocative positions. She stood up on her knees facing me with her hands on her hips – one of my favorite poses. Then using both hands, she lifted her right tit to her mouth and began licking and sucking her nipple while gazing into the camera. “Oh,” I moaned as I photographed.

Letting her globe drop from her mouth, she said, “It feels much better when my husband sucks them.” With her big tits now hanging in their splendid glory, she leaned back and spread her legs, exposing her naked pussy under her short skirt. “Nice!” I knelt down, capturing her pose.

“So big tits aren’t all you like in a woman, huh?” she giggled.

“Not at all,” I laughed. As I moved in to take a close-up of her womanhood, she hiked her skirt up and spread her legs even wider. “How does it look?”

“Delicious!” I answered enthusiastically. I loved the way her trimmed pubic hair framed her vaginal lips. “Hmm, then I take it you’re not opposed to eating pussy?” she grinned.

“Not at all.” I watched as she slowly inserted the tip of one finger into her moist pussy and then put it to her lips, the tip of her tongue tasting her own wetness. “Wow!” was all I could say.

She smiled, stood up, unfastened her skirt, and bent over stepping out of it while I captured her pendulous breasts hanging down. She then stood in front of me in her naked glory wearing only her high heels. “You’re MAGNIFICENT!” I gasped.

“I feel a little awkward standing here naked with you fully dressed. Would you mind taking off your clothes while you photograph me?”

“That wouldn’t make you feel uncomfortable?”

“No.”

I set the camera down, and took off my shirt. As I admired the naked woman standing in front of me, I kicked off my shoes, slipped off my socks, and unbuckled my pants. She watched intently as I stepped out of them, my half-erect cock swaying. “Nice,” she smiled. “Very nice!” she exclaimed, her eyes focused on my manhood. “I’m glad to see I’m not the only one getting turned on by this photo shoot.”

“Well, you ARE a very attractive and desirable woman,” I assured her as the two of us stood in front of each other naked. “Do you get turned on when you photograph beautiful women?”

“Sometimes,” I admitted. As I moved in to take a close-up of her womanhood, she hiked her skirt up and spread her legs even wider. “How does it look?”

“Delicious!” I answered enthusiastically. I loved the way her trimmed pubic hair framed her vaginal lips. “Hmm, then I take it you’re not opposed to eating pussy?” she grinned.

“Not at all.” I watched as she slowly inserted the tip of one finger into her moist pussy and then put it to her lips, the tip of her tongue tasting her own wetness. “Wow!” was all I could say.

She smiled, stood up, unfastened her skirt, and bent over stepping out of it while I captured her pendulous breasts hanging down. She then stood in front of me in her naked glory wearing only her high heels. “You’re MAGNIFICENT!” I gasped.

“I feel a little awkward standing here naked with you fully dressed. Would you mind taking off your clothes while you photograph me?”

“That wouldn’t make you feel uncomfortable?”

“No.”

I set the camera down, and took off my shirt. As I admired the naked woman standing in front of me, I kicked off my shoes, slipped off my socks, and unbuckled my pants. She watched intently as I stepped out of them, my half-erect cock swaying. “Nice,” she smiled. “Very nice!” she exclaimed, her eyes focused on my manhood. “I’m glad to see I’m not the only one getting turned on by this photo shoot.”

“Well, you ARE a very attractive and desirable woman,” I assured her as the two of us stood in front of each other naked. “Do you get turned on when you photograph beautiful women?”

“Sometimes,” I admitted. She leaned forward, grasping my erect cock with her hands, and began sucking on its base with her tongue. As she increased the intensity of her sucking, my body began to tremble uncontrollably. “Oh, my,” I whispered, lost in the sensation. Her touch sent shivers down my spine, and I realized that I was completely and utterly captivated by her beauty and her lustful desires.

Then, as her hands continued to caress and tease my cock, she gently lifted me off the ground, supporting my weight with her thighs. She slowly began to ride me, her hips swaying rhythmically while her hands continued to explore every inch of my body. Her presence filled me with a sense of excitement and anticipation, as she brought me closer and closer to the brink of pleasure. Finally, she brought her face to mine, her lips brushing against my skin, igniting a fiery passion within me.

As she continued her ride, her hands moved further down my body, caressing my chest, stomach, and lower back. She moved with an almost supernatural grace, her touch both gentle and insistent, sending waves of pleasure through my entire being. Her passionate embrace intensified as she began to grind her hips against mine, creating a symphony of sensation that left me breathless.

With each passing moment, our bodies moved closer, our breaths mingling in the air, and the heat between us grew stronger. Finally, she leaned down and pressed her lips against my mouth, initiating a deep and passionate kiss that ignited a fire in my soul. As we locked our lips together, our bodies intertwined, and the world around us faded away, leaving only the two of us lost in the ecstasy of our shared desire. It was an experience that would forever be etched in my memory, a testament to the power of lust, passion, and the intoxicating beauty of a captivating woman.

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