CONFESSION TO MY HUSBAND
My Darling Barry,
This is confession time, and its a time to extend our fantasy
world to new heights.
You often challenge me to play, and our fantasies are
becoming more and more adverturesome. I thought it was
time, given your latest challenge that I should uncover
and unlock exactly what and how those conversations pan
out in real life.
Now the confession, remember last Monday when I had the
day off? I thought I should let you know exactly what I got
up to. Would it excite you or shock you to know that attached
to this email are photos that someone by the name of Max took.
And of course, he features in some of them.
I met him on the website. He caught my attention because
he was advertising the fact he was a discreet photographer
and after seeing some of the photos on his profile, I knew
he would play a role in our Photographer Fantasy.
I initially phoned him on Thursday of the week before, and
knowing that I had Monday off, made a time to meet him at his
place after I dropped the children off at school.
I had spent the weekend with my tummy in knots, and after
we spoke briefly about what your favourite fantasy was,
I knew this was my chance to come up with the goods so to
speak.
On Monday, his house was quiet, and Maxs appearance was
a pleasant surprise. He was about 45, slightly greying
hair, about 6 foot tall, and had a very pleasant smile. He
was in pretty good shape, hardly a gym guy, but certainly
not unattractive.
He greeted me with a warm smile and I felt my tummy churning
as I walked into his house. And at that time, I felt nervous
and excited all at the same time.
After very little small talk, Max showed me into the bedroom,
which was at the back of the house and had mirrored wardrobes
at one end. Hmmm, perhaps this would let me see what might
look good in a photo too.
Max could feel my nervousness and stood close to me as I looked
around the room, what I didnt expect when I turned around
was him to kiss me full on the lips. I thought about pulling
away for just a moment, but I felt his hands pull me closer
and the warmth of his mouth on mine stirred in me a surprising
hunger in me. I wanted him to kiss me longer. And as he pulled
away, he gently began unzipping my dress. I hope you understand
when I tell you that I struggled very little, I was here and
prepared to do what ever it took to give you the photos we
have fantasised about for so long. The fact that I was attracted
to Max simply helped me to let myself go.
I do have some photos where I am partly dressed, but they
were simply taken to help me to enjoy the camera being aimed
at me.
Max asked questions about us. And I knew that the conversation
between us about you and I were turning him on. He asked me
to describe you, and as I began giving him details of how
tall you were, he stopped me. He was more interested in details
of your cock and how it felt inside me, how it tasted and wanted
to know how you fucked me in detail. I loved talking about
you like this, its something I have never told anyone.
I described the thickness and how hard you feel in my hands.
He asked me what I thought my pussy felt like from your perspective
while you fucked me. And as I described the wetness that
drips from me when Im turned on, I casually completely
undressed and I sat in the middle of the bed with me knees
up and legs apart and went on to tell him of the warmth that
surrounds your cock as you slide into my pussy which is always
tight initially.
The camera, as Max tells me, was could see the juices dripping
from my pussy already. And when he encouraged me to just
feel my own juices with my finger tips, I didnt hesitate.
I could feel the warm fluid from within me.
I asked Max if
he wanted to feel for himself. His smile was his answer,
but there was one condition, he could only feel the warmth,
the wetness and the tightness my pussy offered with the
tip of his cock.
Within moments, he was naked, and on his knees in front of
me, camera still taking photos with one hand as he used the
other hand to rest his cock against my pussy. He groaned
with delight. I moved my hips just a little so that his cock
went in a little further, all the time he kept taking photos,
and watching his cock slowly enter my wet, smoothly shaven
pussy. I got him to pull out and just have his cock sitting
on top of me so that he could photograph the wetness of his
cock from my pussy juices, so you could see for yourself
how turned on I was.
We moved and took photos from many angles, but as Max continued
to take photos of his cock just an inch inside me until he
could take no more. He had been behind me taking the photos,
and every now and then I teased him by pushing back just a
little so that he slowly took more and more of me. I could
hear him breathlessly tell me to stop tempting or else hed
teach me a lesson for being such a little prick tease.
And in my own breathless voice, I told him that a good fucking
was what I needed, and if he was prepared to take a couple
of shots initially, he could fuck me as hard as he desired.
I had hardly said the words when I felt him shove hard and
deep into me. With one hand still busy photographing, he
held my hip with the other. And as my breasts swayed back
and forth, I felt his balls banging against my pussy. The
mirror showed our silhouette and I could see max put the
camera down so he could hold my hips with both hands. It took
him only a couple more pumps inside me before I felt him shoot
his warm cum into my pussy. The explosion inside me was breathtaking.
And as my pussy throbbed around his cock, he continued to
pound me until I asked him to stop.
And as he slowly withdrew from my pussy, he photographed
his cock being released from my body. He managed to capture
a pussy that was red and open. A pussy that was dripping of
Maxs white cum. And thats in the photos too.
Hope you enjoy the photos Barry and Im looking forward
to our next challenge..... Love, your horny wife....!