Accidents in Taking Artistic Photos (Transformation Series Adult Novels)

One hot summer day, I told Mingwei that my birthday was coming soon, and asked Mingwei to give me a birthday present, but Mingwei didn't know what to give. I thought about it and felt that I had a good figure and good looks, but I had never recorded it. If I had children in the future, everything might be out of shape, so I wanted to leave a good record now. So I told Mingwei that I wanted to take a set of artistic photos. Mingwei thought this was a good idea, so we went out to find a store that specializes in taking artistic photos.

After comparing several stores, I finally found one that looked pretty good. The boss is a professional photographer. He is tall and thin with an artistic air, and looks quite professional. So after we discussed some ideas with the photographer, the three of us went to the underground photography studio.

Because there were only us and the photographer at the scene, the photo shoot was particularly easy. After shooting for a while, the photographer said that I was in good condition and it was summer, so the photos should be cooler so that we could truly capture my perfect body. I discussed it with Mingwei, and he said, "Okay!" It doesn't matter since he's there. So, under the guidance of the photographer, I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, slightly revealing half of my breast, and slowly lifted the hem of my skirt to reveal my charming thighs. Even my translucent T-back was faintly visible, and the photographer's lens was clicking to capture my charming figure. After a while, I had taken off my top, revealing a charming black bra.

Since it was my first time to take off my clothes in front of strangers, I felt shy and a little uneasy, but the photographer was very friendly and professional, which made me feel a lot more at ease. However, I still felt a little hot all over.

After shooting for a while, the photographer signaled me to take off my skirt. I looked at Mingwei, and Mingwei nodded excitedly. So I slowly took off my skirt, revealing my sexy translucent black thong. I noticed that the photographer seemed to swallow his saliva. Since it was the first time I was wearing so little and exposing myself between two men, I felt a little embarrassed, but I also felt a little excited and uneasy inside. This was a feeling I had never experienced since I got married. The flash flashed a few times, and the photographer said that since we were there to take pictures, we might as well take some nude art photos that could be commemorated forever and leave some splendor in our lives, so he asked me to relax a little.

I asked Mingwei, and he said that since it was a birthday present for me, it was up to me to decide. Mingwei said that he had never seen my naked body carefully since we got married, so he also wanted to see the results of the photos. I also found it very exciting because of the presence of strangers. And since I wanted to leave a perfect record, why not take a more thorough shot? There might not be such an opportunity in the future. Also, the photographer looked quite decent, and there were no extra people here, so I slowly took off my underwear, and my 34C breasts popped out. Although I have been married for several years, my beautiful breasts have not changed much. Although the color of my nipples is a little dark, this color can better reveal the beauty of a mature woman like me. When my 34C breasts bounced out, my face turned red with shame and I didn't dare to look up at the camera. The photographer was stunned for a moment and then kept pressing the shutter button. I also looked surprised. At this moment, because I was exposed to outsiders, strange changes had occurred in my body. A tingling and numb feeling was hitting me, my heartbeat was accelerating, and my whole body was hot, making me feel unprecedentedly.

While the photographer was praising me, he gestured for me to slowly take off the last pair of underwear on my body. Oh my god! Am I not completely naked? Being completely naked in front of two men was something I had never done before. I think I was a little excited, and with the photographer's persuasion and praise, I slowly took off my underwear and my whole body was exposed in front of them. My neat pubic hair was also exposed, which made Mingwei's expression even more surprised. However, the more surprised Mingwei was, the more I seemed to be lost in this atmosphere. It turned out that this was another me... At this moment, I already felt a trace of vaginal fluid flowing out. My brain was greatly stimulated, so I was a little dazed. Under the guidance of the photographer, my movements became more and more bold, and my behavior was a little out of control. After posing in many poses, the photographer deliberately asked me if I was a virgin and praised my body for being as pure and lovely as a virgin. These teasing words made me feel as excited as if I had taken morphine, and my body became even more excited. At this time, the photographer told me: "Beauty, your nipples need to be firmer so that they will look good in the photos." He asked me to pinch my nipples to see if I could make them firmer. I shyly did as the photographer asked. However, the scene was really exciting, because the scene of me rubbing my breasts looked very much like the scenes in Japanese porn films. I noticed that Lian Mingwei's crotch was also swelling rapidly. Suddenly the photographer stopped filming and said that the results were not good, so he went upstairs to get a small yellow model cup, then took out a small popsicle from the small cup, walked to my side, and continued to praise my figure. He said that because my nipples were not firm enough, he was afraid that the picture would not be beautiful enough, so he asked for my consent to stimulate my nipples with the popsicle. Because I trusted his expertise, I nodded without hearing clearly what the photographer said.

I saw the photographer took a small popsicle and rubbed it in circles on my nipples. I trembled and let out a moan. I have never had such a thrilling experience before! But my expression should have looked very comfortable, my nipples quickly stood up, and even the small buds on the areola were clearly visible. Um! Fortunately, the photographer is experienced, otherwise Mingwei's tongue might have been needed to do the trick...CC... The photographer was still close to my ear, muttering something, and the popsicle in his hand gently stimulated my nipples. At this time, I seemed to involuntarily open my legs slightly, and looking along the slit, the familiar love fluid was also flowing down my labia. At this time, the photographer handed the popsicle to me and guided me to slide the hand holding the popsicle on my labia, then he stood up and returned to the camera to continue shooting. But Mingwei, who was watching beside, was burning with desire and looked like he could hardly bear it, because Mingwei and I have known each other for so many years, but he has never seen such a hot scene. This is another me, completely different from the me Mingwei knows. Just as I was getting excited, an extremely erotic scene appeared in front of Mingwei. I slid the popsicle around the entrance of my vagina, sometimes gently inserting it into the vagina, and my face flushed. I knew I was extremely excited, and although I tried hard not to make any sound, they could still vaguely hear some rapid breathing.

At this moment, I felt my vagina was wetter than before, my whole body was hot, and an inexplicable pleasure and stimulation continued to hit me. Although no one really touched my body, the desire in my heart had made me unable to control myself. I didn't even want to end the photography so quickly. Lust had gradually overwhelmed my reason. At this time, the photographer pulled back the curtain. A classical European-style bed appeared at the back, and Mingwei asked me to move to the bed to continue filming. Mingwei asked me worriedly, "Is it okay?" I squinted my eyes and Mingwei said, "Just shoot one more time." Mingwei's eyes were fixed on my naked body, and his crotch kept shaking. I thought he would make love with me when he got home later. At this time, I said to Mingwei confidently, "After the photos are taken, you will see my beautiful me." The classic big bed was covered with pink and white sheets, and the photographer sprinkled some rose petals on it. I asked Mingwei to step back a little so as not to block the photographer's shooting. Mingwei stepped back several steps. At this time, Mingwei probably wanted to calm down, so as not to be too impulsive and run to the bed to have sex with me, which would be embarrassing. Sure enough, Mingwei said, "I'm going upstairs to smoke a cigarette and buy a few drinks from the convenience store." I nodded in fascination.

After Mingwei went upstairs, the photographer asked me to lie on the bed and open my legs, and I slowly did as he asked. I didn't expect that I would do such a bold move. It turns out that I couldn't control myself in this atmosphere. I closed my eyes, slowly opened my legs, touched my labia with my left hand, and my breasts with my right hand. I was now an animal in estrus, and lust made me unable to control my behavior. I seemed to enjoy this pleasure, and I automatically parted my labia majora to allow the photographer to clearly capture my private parts. After a while, I parted my labia minora and raised my legs high. It was a very embarrassing posture, but under the praise of the photographer, I couldn't help but follow his instructions. At this time, I just wanted to leave a beautiful picture. At this time, the photographer suddenly opened the classic wardrobe next to him, which contained all kinds of extremely provocative erotic lingerie. He encouraged me to wear these lingerie for the photo shoot, so I picked out a purple lace corset. The vest was worn under my breasts, which made my beautiful breasts look taller and more charming. There were four lace straps at the bottom edge of the vest, which were clipped on the lavender stockings, making me look like an extremely lustful lady. In front of the camera, I am more bold to pose in various provocative and lewd postures, just to capture the sexiest side of myself. I caressed my breasts and opened my vagina wide for people to take pictures. My expression looked really lustful. My vagina was already wet and my vagina felt extremely numb. My labia majora and minora were also swollen due to excitement. It seemed that I really wanted something to fill my pussy.

The photographer then took out a small bottle and told me that this was a new product. If sprayed on the skin, it would make the skin shiny and beautiful like wearing stockings, and it would look better in photos. I have seen this product in magazines, but have never used it. I didn't expect that the photographer actually had this product. However, for the sake of a good-looking picture, I immediately nodded in agreement. So I took the bottle and started applying it. "It's not applied evenly. Some places are not covered." The photographer said as he examined it. He then took the can from me and poured a little on his hand. I didn't notice the photographer's movements. He bent down and applied the oil on the inside of my thighs. I shyly said, "Where?" When the photographer started to rub it, I responded. However, this half-inquiring tone seemed to indicate that I agreed with the photographer's actions. It was too late to stop him, so I had to acquiesce to the photographer's actions.

The photographer almost re-applied oil on my legs. His delicate big hands rubbed oil along my thighs all the way down to my calves. His movements were very slow. It felt more like stroking than applying oil. He stroked back and forth on my oily legs, and the smooth feeling made my already sensitive body tremble slightly. The photographer was half-kneeling on the ground, his face facing my crotch. I could feel the hot breath of the photographer spraying on the sensitive entrance of my vagina, causing waves of numbness. I felt that it might not be good to go on like this... "Come on! Lift it up." The photographer was so excited that he lifted one of my feet and placed it on the edge of the big bed. I was a little unsteady at this moment, and one hand naturally rested on the photographer's thin shoulder. The photographer did not say anything, took off my high heels, and evenly applied oil from toes to soles and along ankles, which made me feel very comfortable, coupled with occasional acupressure massage, I felt my whole body gradually relaxed. Then the photographer quickly put on my high heels for me. This was the first time someone helped me put on high heels, and such attentiveness made me a little dizzy, but after putting on my feet, the photographer still put my feet on the edge of the bed.

The photographer poured some more oil into his palm and began to apply oil to the other foot, starting from the calf and then gently stroking the knee and slowly moving upwards. This gave me a very stimulating feeling, because one of my legs was bent and supported on the edge of the bed, my thighs were apart, and the door to my lower body was completely open. Moreover, this posture made the crack of my private parts open slightly, and coupled with the comfortable stimulation of applying oil, the crack of my private parts instinctively expanded and contracted, as if expecting something. I knew in my heart that this continued congestion would make me overly excited. I was trying a little to fight back the feeling that was beginning to burn in me, but the photographer was stroking, massaging, rubbing, and getting close to my important parts. The photographer's hand reached my triangle area and suddenly stopped. Then he drew a line along the edge of my pubic bone with his finger. This action made me relax. After all, the photographer was quite restrained and would not cross the line. This action really made me start to enjoy the photographer's service with confidence. At this time, the photographer asked me to stand up and check whether the paint was applied evenly. "Well! The thighs are still a little bit short." After saying this, the photographer put some "stocking oil" on his hands.

But because the soles of my feet that were supporting me on the ground were covered with oil, the soles of my feet and the uppers of my high heels were a little unsteady due to the lubrication of the oil, so I had to put both my hands on the photographer's shoulders. Similarly, the photographer's hands did not stop until they reached the base of my thighs, but this time the photographer stayed at the end of my thighs for a longer time, massaging back and forth along the edge of my labia majora. This action, because it was very close to important parts, made me feel more stimulated as if I might be invaded at any time, but I still took the risk and let the photographer continue his actions.

Fortunately, the photographer still kept the boundary, but the way the photographer kept the boundary made me lose my vigilance because of my trust. "Okay! You've made a profit this time." I teased the photographer. Since I believed that the photographer would not do anything wrong, I had no restraint in the conversation and chatted with the photographer naturally. "Okay!" The photographer stood up and tried to put the bottle away, but unfortunately he tripped over me and some of the liquid spilled on me. "Okay! I think I have to apply it all over my body to make it even!" said the photographer with a smile. My beautiful breasts were covered with oil. "Wow! It's all flowed into my clothes," I said. The photographer just accidentally poured a lot of oil on me, and the oil on my chest slid into my vest along my cleavage, which was very uncomfortable because it was all on my chest. "Come on! Otherwise, just take off the vest." Because he was right next to me, the photographer pulled me closer to him without saying a word and turned my body so that my back was facing the photographer. The photographer immediately found the buttons of the vest and pulled the whole row of buttons open at once, and the purple vest left my body. "Apply the oil evenly, it will look better and be more comfortable." The photographer threw the vest aside, and without waiting for my reply, he began to stroke my back. Some of the oil flowed down my back, but the photographer's hand went straight from my waist to my upper body. I couldn't tell whether it was the oil that just flowed in or from the photographer's hand. "My feet are so sore!" I said to the photographer in a coquettish manner. As for the photographer's initiative to take off my vest and apply oil, I didn't really object to it. On the contrary, I felt very comfortable with the photographer doing so. The main reason was that since the start of the shoot, I believed that the photographer would not do anything wrong, and I psychologically trusted the photographer.

The photographer walked over to the bed and sat down. "Come! Sit on my knees so that you won't get the sheets dirty." The photographer grabbed my arm, turned me around, and gently pulled me down. "Aren't you afraid of being hurt by me?" I teased the photographer while following his strength and gently sitting on his knees. I thought it should be okay to sit like this since I'm not sitting on his thighs. However, when my naked buttocks touched the photographer's knees, I felt a little uncomfortable because of the knee bones. "What are you afraid of? It's not like you're sitting somewhere you shouldn't be." The photographer made a dirty joke, but his hands were not idle. After I sat down, the photographer's hands reached my shoulders and began to stroke my neck and shoulders, then slowly moved down to apply pressure.

"Your skills are pretty good, you can do some part-time work." I said to the photographer. The photographer's massage was very comfortable, especially with the lubrication of the oil. I felt the photographer's hands moving around, then down to the waist, then up, stroking and stroking again, and then stroking the smooth and tender back without any hindrance.

Since the photographer's pants were also covered with oil, I would slowly slide down if I sat on his knees. I did not adjust my sitting position in particular, and just slid down naturally so that my hips would not be uncomfortable being pressed by my knee bones. I felt the photographer's hand go along my waist and then around to my lower abdomen, wiping away the oil that had flowed to my lower abdomen. The photographer's hand stroked along the edge of my pubic hair, then slowly stroked upwards to the lower edge of the breast, and gently stroked along the edge of the breast. I began to tremble slightly again. Fortunately, I was facing away from the photographer. On the other hand, the photographer's knees seemed to be raised up intentionally or unintentionally, which made me, who was sitting on the photographer's knees, slowly slide towards the photographer's thighs, until my buttocks touched the photographer's lower abdomen, and my naked back was almost touching the photographer's. The photographer naturally put his hand along the waist and touched the lower abdomen.

Suddenly, one of the photographer's hands slipped into the base of my thigh, which made me feel a little stimulated, while the photographer's other hand stroked along the edge of my breast, pushing it a little higher with each stroke. Each time the breasts are touched, a larger area is created, and the stimulation becomes more intense. I know the photographer is testing me with every move, but he keeps crossing the line. However, because of the interaction between the lubricating oil on the photographer's palms and my skin, the smooth and silky feeling makes me feel reluctant to stop it. "Hmm~~." When the photographer rubbed my breasts with his entire palms, I was already weak all over and wanted to force out a sound to ask the photographer to stop, but when the photographer's fingers pinched my nipples, I involuntarily let out the first lewd moan. The photographer seemed to be encouraged by the moans. He caressed my breasts with one hand and rubbed my nipples with his palms, and used the other hand to rub my nipples directly with his fingers. Waves of tingling pleasure went straight to my forehead, and I moaned even louder. As my body became hotter and hotter, I felt a hot, hard rod pressing against my buttocks. I knew it was the photographer's penis, but I didn't care about it anymore. I knew it was a normal reaction for men and it proved that my body was beautiful and attractive. Under the photographer's touch, my whole body began to heat up again.

At this time, the photographer came close to my ear, and the hot air he exhaled made my whole body itchy. Then he suddenly bit my earlobe, and I almost immediately moaned in ecstasy, because that is a very sensitive area of ​​mine. Once bitten, my whole body immediately became sore, and with the big hands wandering all over my body, my primitive female instincts were about to explode.

When the photographer's hand covered my entire breast, my whole body trembled and a tingling feeling immediately spread throughout my body. "You~you~can't do anything rash." My whole body was hot and I pretended to be reserved in front of the photographer. "That's for sure." The photographer replied with a slightly weird smile. "Hey! What do you mean by messing around?" the photographer asked me teasingly! "It's messy! Messy means~~~." "Messy means you~~you~~that~~~" I was too embarrassed to say the following words. At this time, the smart photographer also realized that I was overly excited and might be very horny, so he asked me if I needed a male model to "assist in the shooting"? I closed my eyes in confusion and nodded without thinking. Unexpectedly, the photographer volunteered himself, saying that he had a photogenic figure and that it would be quite beautiful to shoot with me, and that the camera could be set to automatic shooting. The photographer also explained and assured me that they were just doing some passionate actions and would stop when it was appropriate and would never do anything out of line. However, I was so excited that I had no defenses left, and during the shoot I developed a liking and trust for the photographer, so I agreed.

At this time, the photographer walked to the edge of the bed, took off his clothes, and ah~~ his penis was very long and thick. The photographer instructed him and I to pose in some sex-like positions. I did everything you asked. Suddenly, the photographer kissed my earlobe very gently and praised me in a soft voice, and I also moaned. Suddenly the photographer kissed my cherry lips and put his tongue into my mouth. My tongue couldn't help but entangled with his. The camera continued to take pictures automatically.

After a while, he rubbed my breasts with his hands, making the cells in my body seem to explode. My body had completely melted. He began to suck my breasts. The feeling was so strong that it kept rushing into my mind. When he gently bit my nipples, I completely surrendered. At this time, unless Mingwei was there to stop it, I could not stop all the actions. Because my pussy was feeling numb and unbearable, and I wanted it more and more.

The photographer began his attack. He kept licking my towering breasts. My pink nipples had become more erect. My vaginal fluid had overflowed. The entire bed sheet was wet. My vagina was so wet that it couldn't get any wetter. The camera shutter kept clicking. I should have known and understood what was going to happen next, but I didn't seem to want to stop. In my heart, I was actually waiting for Mingwei to stop me, but Mingwei happened to be outside buying drinks. Then my legs were spread apart by the photographer. He stroked my labia with his hands and inserted his fingers into my vagina, pumping back and forth. When he was sure that I was wet, his penis was already full of veins, ready to go. The photographer seemed to have planned it in advance and had put on a condom without me noticing. He guided my hand to touch his penis. Since Mingwei was not present, I seemed to have given it a try. Since I was already in an unbearable state of emptiness, I became very excited when I touched the hard and thick penis. Slowly, I actually started to stroke the photographer's big penis.

At this time, the photographer peeled off my black pubic hair, my vagina was already flooded, the photographer put his mouth to lick my swollen labia, I kept pressing the photographer's head with both hands, as if I was worried that his head would suddenly leave. The photographer's hands were not idle either. In addition to licking my pussy with his tongue, his hands were constantly rubbing my breasts, and from time to time he let the two balls of flesh slap each other. I closed my eyes and shook my head violently, and my butt shook violently in coordination with the movement of the tongue. It was really extremely comfortable. After a while, the photographer suddenly lay on top of me, and we sought comfort from each other in a 69 position. The photographer used his tongue to tease my clitoris, and I used my lips to stroke the photographer's huge cock, and we both pleased each other. The photographer was now kneeling between my legs, and seemed inspired by me as he praised the shape and color of my vulva and rubbed his glans against my labia. The photographer was very well behaved at first, but after a while he slid the front end of his penis into the vagina, but the base was still outside. My vagina suddenly felt full, which made me very excited. I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure of my vagina being expanded by the penis, but in my heart I was still waiting for Mingwei to appear and stop my lewd behavior.

At this time I shyly said, "Okay, I can't stand it anymore, don't go on!" But the photographer didn't want to stop and continued to move forward. My vagina was constantly being expanded by the photographer's penis, which made me feel a little painful, but also very comfortable. My vagina was almost broken by him, and I thought that my first time with a man other than my husband happened under such circumstances.

But Mingwei still didn't show up, and I couldn't help but make some noises. I was already immersed in this pleasure. Since my vagina was wet long ago, the photographer's penis slid into my vagina smoothly. My vagina was already filled with the penis. This extremely intense pleasure was what I had been looking forward to for a long time.

The photographer began to thrust, his technique was very good, as if he had been trained. At first he pulled it out an inch or two and then inserted it again, then he pulled it out more, and finally every time he pulled it out he would pull the penis to the entrance of my vulva, then he would sink his body and insert the entire penis into the depths of my vagina. I keep on oh~~~~~! Hmm~~~~~~~~! She moaned and cried out, her vaginal fluid gushing out from an invisible place like a hot spring, soaking both our lower bodies and the bed sheet under my buttocks. The photographer worked harder and faster. His thick penis went in and out of the vagina quickly, stirring up the vaginal fluid and making a splashing sound. While the photographer was fucking my vagina, he was also playing with my breasts which were shaking back and forth. Suddenly the photographer pulled out his thick cock, turned me over on the bed, and made me lie on the edge of the bed with my butt raised. The photographer also stood by the bed, pulled my butt close, and inserted his cock into my open slit again. The photographer used his hands to pull and push my body, and the cock went in and out without any effort. I was fucked so hard that I begged for mercy. My two 34C breasts swayed back and forth, and they were swaying, which was very tempting.

The photographer's cock penetrated deeper into my pussy, making me moan continuously, and I knew I was about to reach orgasm! The photographer, a master in sex, might have sensed it as well. He thrust in and out of my body at an even faster frequency. I let out a long scream of "Ah~~~~~~~" and at the same time, my body straightened up. I was about to reach orgasm. I saw the photographer slowed down at this time and pulled out his penis. I reached back to pull the photographer. The photographer said: "Call me brother and tell me to come and fuck me, then I will give it to you." At this point, I no longer cared about shame and moaned, "Brother! Give it to me now! Brother, put it in now!" The photographer then proudly inserted his big cock into my pussy again. After just a few wild thrusts, I let out a long "ah~~~~~~" and at the same time, my body straightened up. I had reached orgasm!

The photographer is really a young man, especially his penis is so proud and durable. At this time, he lay on the bed again, picked me up and sat me on him. "I haven't climaxed yet!" the photographer said to me jokingly. Then he stuffed his thick penis into my wet hole. Oh~~~~Um~~~~I started to moan wildly again, and shook my waist and hips madly. His thick and round glans constantly stimulated my G-spot. With each hit, the comfortable torrent rushed along the G-spot straight to my forehead. Oh~~~~It was wonderful.

The photographer kept cooperating with my rocking and thrusting, his fingers stroking my asshole from time to time, and occasionally moving to the swinging breasts, and sometimes pressing my nipples. This action was repeated until the photographer cried out in pain. After speeding up the piston movement, his hips trembled and twitched. He was pouring a large amount of semen into my vagina. I could feel through the condom that his semen was a lot and very hot. I felt a warm flow of heat in my vagina, and I reached another climax.

After the photographer left my body, I lay exhausted on the bed, panting and savoring the two wonderful orgasms. The photographer was sorting out clothes and sundries at the scene, but I was almost unconscious and just wanted the sexual torrent in my body to continue to resonate. When Mingwei came down from upstairs, he saw me lying on my back comfortably. The photographer had already put on his clothes and was holding the camera, capturing my satisfied expression. My beautiful baby face was filled with a blush of happiness and satisfaction. A small waterfall of vaginal fluid flowed out from my vagina, along my anus, and onto the bed sheets. Although this erotic scene was brilliantly recorded by the camera, Mingwei did not see it... I think he will never see these photos!

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