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"Annette's Photo Shoot"
   by Max S.


A friend of mine, Paul, a well known local politician and
businessman (names have been changed), told me what happened
recently to him and his wife and I would like to believe it was
not just a fantasy. But it's up to the readers to make up their
own mind.

Paul had been married then for some twenty years and his wife
Annette, having been educated by very conservative parents was
still as inhibited as she was when they first met. She was a
mature and very attractive lady in her forties now, slim, blond
with a classic hairstyle. I had always thought of her as some
elegant lady like actress, Julie Andrews.

What Paul liked most about a woman in general and his wife in
particular were her breasts. Especially small tits like hers
excited him so much with those pink long nipples that just
thinking of them gave him an instant erection. Sometimes she
could get quite aroused when he played with them. Unfortunately
she didn't like it often enough.

In general, sex was only of secondary importance to her and Paul
had often complained about it in the past. Another thing that
annoyed him was that there was no way he could talk her into oral
sex. She had only twice given him a blow job, reluctantly and of
course not until he came. He thought it was a shame she didn't
even know the taste of his sperm.

All in all he was quite frustrated with his sex life, but he
blamed it on the inhibitions she got indoctrinated with during
her childhood.

Despite this unsatisfying sex life, Annette still excited him. In
fact, he had always wanted some professionally taken erotic
pictures of her, featuring her small breasts, and when had found
a company in a magazine looking for ladies to pose for erotic
pictures, he decided to contact them.

Firstly, she was strictly against it. She could not bear the idea
of showing her nude breasts to strangers. Actually, she was
convinced they were too small and not attractive to men.
Nevertheless he had finally convinced her and she had reluctantly
agreed to have those pictures taken under the condition that she
didn't have to show her breasts and that she could keep her bra
on for the session. He didn't particularly like that but since
she also agreed to wear her sexiest semi-transparent white bra,
it was OK to him, as long as the pictures would look sexy. Now
the photographer he had once met, and with whom he had discussed
the shoot, was about to arrive.

Annette was sitting on the couch looking a bit nervous. She was
wearing a red dress with a deep decollete. She had done a
particularly good make-up job for the photo session, giving her a
really classy look. When Paul opened the door, he was a bit
amazed to see three men standing there waiting to be let in. One
of them was a large black guy and one of the others was tall and
blonde.

The third one, looking like a bodybuilder, was wearing
photographic equipment. He guessed all three of them to be around
thirty years of age. After he let them in he asked why they
needed three people to shoot photos and where the original
photographer was.

The shorter one said "Well Sir, he couldn't make it. So he hired
our crew. We are freelance from the same business, if you know
what I mean. Apparently, you said you would leave it up to the
company to make this look best and that the price would not be a
subject, so I thought it would be favorable if I have your wife
posing with male models. It will make it look much more erotic,
believe me. That is if you agree of course." After a short
reflection he did agree. "Why not. As long as you know what
you're doing. Let me just check if your credentials are correct."

Paul called the original photographer who confirmed that he had
to sub-contract this job and apologized for not being able to do
it himself due to a private problem. He said he had hired the men
from a company specialized in erotic pictures and movies. Hearing
this, Paul got suspicious, but he didn't say anything and hung
up. In the meantime, the three men introduced themselves to his
wife, complimenting her on her looks, which made her blush
instantly.

While the bodybuilder-photographer installed the equipment, the
two male models sat down on each side of Annette. The blond one
said, "This looks quite promising, I don't think we ever
undressed an elegant mature lady lately, I really look forward
seeing more of you." He started caressing her shoulders and
running his fingers along her neck and around her pearl necklace,
then slowly descending towards her decollete. Seeing his wife
getting nervous, Paul turned to the three men, a little
embarassed. "Well, sorry, there is just something you ought to
know. I asked you to come to take nude pictures, but this is not
quite true. Actually, my wife doesn't want to show herself nude.
So if you could just make some shots with the front of her dress
opened. She'll keep the bra on though."

The three men looking quite amazed after that revelation and
after a short reflection, they started to laugh and the
photographer said, "You gotta be kidding Mister, if you think we
have come all the way for nothing. Do you realize we came under
the impression that you and your lady actually wanted to do
something out of the ordinary, if you know what I mean. Actually
we were told that this about breasts and since all three of us
like those sort of games, you are not getting rid of us now so
easily. Having seen your lady here, we are already too much
turned on to quit." Annette now had a real anxious look on her
face and started getting up from the couch, but she was instantly
held back by the two men.

Paul, feeling his anger building, made a move forward and
shouted."Just let her go now that...." He couldn't finish the
sentence. The muscular photographer had put his arm around his
throat, cutting off air and bloodflow. "Now then, Mister, don't
get excited." he said."We don't want to hurt anybody, but you
have to let us do our job tonight. If you agree, just lift your
hand."

Paul, who was just about fainting, had no choice but to agree.
"Just want to make sure you keep still, so move your pants down
to your knees and sit on that chair." the photographer ordered.
He quickly got a pair of handcuffs out of his bag which he used
to attach Paul's hands behind his back. Paul was sitting there in
underwear, his pants down on his knees, feeling quite humiliated.
"Now to your lady." said the photographer, "You see your man
can't help you and as long as you do as we say, you'll be
allright. Tell me that you will be a good woman."

Annette was still frightened and just couldn't say anything but
slowly nod her head. "Look lady." said the blond guy. "You just
have to overcome your shyness. I can tell you we are all looking
forward to seeing what you have to show." He grabbed her inside
her cleavage and made her turn towards him. Paul managed to
say,"Please don't do anything to her. You have to understand. My
wife has never shown herself nude in front of other men. Don't
humiliate her." The three men laughed and the photographer said,
"Maybe we can get her out of her shyness. I bet a mature lady
like her likes to be at the mercy of three young studs like us."
Annette stiffened immediately and shrank her arms in front of her
chest.

All of a sudden she felt her arms taken from behind with a strong
grip and held behind her body. It was the big black guy still
sitting on the couch, but behind her, while she was turned
towards the blond one. Before she could say something the blond
one said, "Calm down, and keep quiet for now. We want to see
those tits of yours and we are going to whether you like it or
not."

He started unbuttoning her dress slowly and opened it up until
her bra was completely exposed. Annette had a nice sun tan except
her breasts which showed now white at the top of the bra. The
white flesh against the tanned one made the view even more
arousing which was exactly the reaction Paul could observe on the
three guys.

Seeing her nipples through the transparent bra, the guy who had
unbuttoned her blouse said to the black one, "My God, she's got
no tits but look at those gorgeous nipples. Actually she's right.
She could keep that bra on. I would just like to get those
nipples showing a bit more for the pictures."

Paul felt helpless. The blond guy's fingers went slowly over his
wife's breasts and he could see her nipples reacting to the
caresses by stiffening and growing even more. The guy's fingers
went up and down and around the nipples until they were really
hard. All of a sudden he took both nipples between his fingers
and started pulling and squeezing them, all through the bra.

Annette was trying less and less to shake off the black guy who
was still holding her arms firmly behind her back.

Paul couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the look on Annette's
face. She had her eyes half closed and she was obviously getting
aroused by that treatment, one man holding her from behind and
the other fingering her nipples. Those nipples now became really
erect and swollen, protruding through the bra. Paul was now also
getting excited seeing these men working on his wife's beautiful
breasts.

The black guy had released one of her arms and started moving his
fingers into her bra from the side. She started breathing
heavily.

In the meantime the photographer had started taking pictures and
came very close to them. He said to Paul, "Look at that Hubbie. I
think she really likes it." Turning to Annette, he said, "Now,
tell us. Say that you want us to take care of those nipples a bit
more." Still breathing heavily, she nodded.

The black guy grabbed one of her nipples through the bra and
said." I didn't hear you." She whispered, "Yes, take my nipples
please.""You hear that?" said the blond guy to Paul. "I think you
got a real hot one here."

The black guy got up and standing in front of Annette he said,
"Your tits and nipples are so fucking exciting, I have to show
you what they did to me first, honey." He quickly opened his
zipper and, dropping his pants, revealed his big erect cock. The
blond guy, all the time continuing to rub her nipples, said,
"We'll allow you to lick and suck on this big black cock. What do
you say, does this excite you?."

Paul saw that his wife had mixed feelings. She probably felt
desperate and helpless but he could very well notice that this
very helplessness excited her, being forced to do something she
would not dare to do volontarily. She looked to him.

"Now on your knees." The tone was getting harder and this felt
like a real order to Annette. She didn't know that such big cocks
even existed, Paul's being of average size. As much as she had
been aroused before, now she felt afraid. She knew of course what
the man wanted but she felt really disgusted by the idea having
to take this big meat in her mouth.

Suddenly she felt a strong push from behind and fell forward from
the couch onto her knees. She was now just in front of the cock
while she still thought whether or not she should really do it,
the blond guy pinched her nose. In a reflex to breath, she gasped
and opened her lips. Instantly she felt the big stiff dick being
rammed into her mouth, making her almost throw up. The black guy
kept her head firmly by her hair and left his cock in the same
position for a while, then pulled it out of her mouth and said,
"Now you slut, you ask me gently to suck my cock and maybe I'll
give it again to you." She thought she didn't hear right, but
when the black guy gave her a slap across the cheek and the blond
one pulled her hair from behind, she gasped and managed to
say,"Please. Could I suck your cock?" "Then, open your mouth wide
now and don't bite." she was ordered. When she obeyed, he took
his cock all the way down until she started coughing. "Press your
lips together and suck. I know you want it." said the
photographer, while taking pictures.

While her head was firmly held by the blond guy, the black shaft
went in and out of her mouth with that typical sucking noise.
Strangely enough, after a while she got used to it and the
thought of her being called a slut and forced to suck a big black
cock while Paul was watching even excited her. She was ashamed of
it, until she looked over at Paul and was shocked at what she
saw. Still firmly sitting on the chair, his arms behind his back,
he demonstrtaed a big bulge in his slip. He was clearly aroused
at seeing his wife being forced to do what she had refused with
him. He even hoped, to his shame that the guy would come in his
wife's mouth as a sort of punishment. This thought made him feel
unconfortable on the chair and he wished his cock could be
released out of the slip.

The blonde guy had also taken his cock out and was rubbing it
inside her bra and under her armpits. Annette felt that the big
black cock swoll even more in her mouth as it was throbbing and
pushing against her throat. The photographer said, "Lady you
don't know yet what your're up to; our friend here holds a
surprising quantity of cream just for you."

This is what she was afraid of, and just as she wanted to pull
her head back to avoid any sperm, he came. Paul was amazed at
what he saw. It must have been a huge load that went all over her
tongue and ejaculated with such a force that part of it went all
the way up her throat and back out through her nose again. She
caughed a bit but when ordered to lick his dick and to swallow it
all, she was amazingly obedient and he actually thought that she
did not look as disgusted as he thought she would. Paul admitted
to himself that he was now jealous of the guy who had just shot
off his load in his Annette's mouth, something he never managed
to do. The black guy handed her a paper handkerchief to clean up
the dripping sperm from her lips.

"And now you can show us those tits and we'll sure take care of
them." said the photographer. The blond guy made her stand up,
lowered her dress below her breasts, unzipped her bra and took it
off. There she was, in front of three unknown men, her bare
breasts exposed to their lusty eyes.

"They are beautiful." said the photographer, "Say hubby, show us
how you suck them." He pushed Annette over to the chair and made
her bend over until her nipples touched Paul's mouth. "Now you
suck hubby." ordered the black guy who's dick had become erect
again.

Paul whispered to Annette "I'm sorry." and took her left nipple
in his mouth. Her nipple was still swollen from the previous
treatment and while he was sucking on one nipple, both the
photographer and the blond guy had undressed and came closer with
their erect cocks. The photographer took the right nipple between
his fingers and started rubbing and rolling it. Paul felt his
wife getting in a state of arousel again, and he let the nipple
go.

"Your sucking is not good enough." said the black guy. "I'm sure
she wants more. We'll show you what a real breast treatment is."
He went to his bag and took out two big crocodile clamps joined
by a chain. Seeing those Annette made a movement backwards, but
she was held by the other two men on either side of her. The
black guy took her left breast nipple between his fingers and
pulled it forward, set the crocodile clamp just on the base
between breast and nipple and let it go. He then proceeded to do
the same with the other breast. Paul heard his wife's whining
noise as the clamps pinched her nipples.

They made her lay down on her back on the couch. The photographer
said to the black one, "Give me nice pose for a picture, pull on
that chain."

Paul did not know that those small breasts were so flexible. The
black guy pulled on the chain which elongated Annette's small
tits by almost double of their length. The nipples alone must
made 3 inches. He held her breasts up while the blond guy was
stroking them with his hands. But what was most unbelievable to
Paul was his wife had stopped whining but instead she was
breathing heavily and was flickering her eyes. Then all of a
sudden the black guy released the clamps which made the
restricted blood flow instantantly into the nipples. Paul had
never seen his wife's nipples so big and swollen before. Annette
was now in a state of extacy and shouted: "Don't stop now
please." "The lady hasn't enough." said the blond man. "In that
case you have to earn it if you want more."

He made her bend forward on her knees and clamped two heavy
weights on her nipples. Then they stood formed a circle including
Paul's chair and ordered her to crawl on her knees and hands from
one cock to the other. Her breasts were hanging down,
ridiculously elongated by the heavy weights.

Paul would have liked to feel ashamed for his wife being so
humiliated, but he was too aroused for it. He had a hard on and
could hardly retain himself. When they finally made him stand up
and allowed him to take his slip of he was could not, but join
in. His wife had to take one cock after the other in her mouth.

Two of them finally took the weights off her tits and started
squeezing the nipples and breasts to an extent which could
easiliy have been a milking movement, would she have been
lactating. With one cock in her mouth and her tits and nipples
being worked at, Paul watched her convulsions incredulously as
she had an orgasm.

Was this his wife? Being forced to suck the cocks of strangers
and having her breasts mistreated, and yet she could not help it
but to come. This thought made him so furious he took his wife's
head and rammed his cock deeply into her throat. She was gagging
but he continued his movements back and forth. He pulled it out
of of her mouth just before cuming and shouted at her. "This is
what I always wanted to do darling." He virtually exploded in her
face; an enormous squirt went right up her chin all over her her,
the next ones up her nose, lips and her mouth.

Just when she thought she had managed all that hot juice, her
head was flicked over by the blond guy who made her open her
mouth and shot his load right on her lips and tongue. Now it was
the photographers and the black ones turn, who had been wanking
at her side until they could both unload their juice on her face
and hair. She was dripping, but Paul couldn't believe what he
saw: she actually licked the sperm from her lips.

After the three men quickly departed after this session (they had
made sure Paul and his wife would keep quiet, threatening to put
the picures on Internet for all his political business friends to
see), Marianne went to take a bath, visually shaken by the
events. When he came to the bathroom to see after her, he noticed
her slip on the floor. It had a big wet spot all over, nearly as
large as the slip itself.


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