Photography teacher's lewd class

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At 10 a.m. on Saturday, Ding Jun, as previously arranged, first took Linlin and me to a teacher's house for a photography lesson, while they went to another place to learn about SM. Ding Jun told me that the teacher's name was Newman, and he was quite well-known, having posed for the covers of Playboy and Penthouse magazines and worked as a cinematographer for many famous adult films. He now taught photography in his spare time, and his fees weren't cheap.
However, Ding Jun told me that Newman had agreed to let Linlin and me attend one lesson for free, about two hours long.
Newman lived in the best area of the area, with his own independent house. After entering his gate, you had to pass a swimming pool to reach his living room, and later I learned that there was also a small orchard in the back.
Ding Jun gave us a brief introduction and then left in a hurry. I sized up Newman; he was only in his early thirties, about 1.8 meters tall, with blond hair, and very muscular. I exchanged pleasantries with him, but his eyes were fixed on Linlin. He also told Linlin without any hesitation that if she came to shoot an adult film, she would immediately... We were talking when a blonde beauty, dressed in a miniskirt, walked in from outside. Newman introduced her as his wife, who had just returned from shopping. I looked closely, my mouth agape, and after a long pause, I stammered, "Are you Eileen?" She smiled generously and said, "Yes."
Newman smiled and told me, "Eileen is my wife, my teaching assistant, and of course, a celebrity."
Eileen is a very famous porn star; her films like *Backdoor* and *Group Sex Documentary* sell very well, and many paid adult websites use her name for advertising.
I never imagined I'd see her, much less in this kind of setting.
I'd already seen her having sex with countless men in videos, but I noticed she was clothed, especially now in my favorite short skirt, which made her even more attractive. Her breasts, unrestrained by a bra, bounced up and down with her movements under the thin fabric, fully showcasing her youthful vitality; the shortness of the skirt also unabashedly highlighted the beauty of her long, shapely legs.
Yilin was probably used to seeing me like this. After saying "yes," she went to the inner room. Only then did I realize that Linlin was glaring at me fiercely. I could only hug her and smile foolishly.
I knew his class didn't start until 10:30, and since I had some time, I wanted to take the opportunity to ask some questions.
I sat on the sofa, sipping my Coke, and asked, "Newman, I've seen a lot of movies, and I've noticed that the black guys in them all have really long penises. Is that something you deliberately choose, or are black guys just naturally longer?"
Newman smiled. "Black guys do have longer ones. But not all of them are, so we still have to be selective. I don't think there's a racial issue involved, but there are very few black male actors in porn movies, so we usually use black actors." He paused, as if remembering something, and told me, "We have a black couple here today; you can see if you can talk to them."
To my surprise, Linlin also had a question: "Is there a difference in size and length?"
Newman smiled and shook his head. "Regardless of other people's opinions, in our line of work, there is definitely a difference. Think about it yourself. If someone's penis is long enough to reach places you can't normally reach, and it makes you feel very comfortable, do you think there's a difference? When you put a pencil down there, you feel empty. But if you use a large plastic dildo, you'll know the benefits of a thicker one."
Linlin nodded. Just as I was about to ask some more questions, Newman said, "This is the second class today. To avoid wasting everyone's time, I'll tell you about the previous lesson first. Actually, it's nothing much. I just told them what equipment they needed to buy, and then let them try shooting some things at home. I mainly teach them how to use a video camera. Because computers are so advanced now, photos can be produced using video cameras. You know I don't charge cheap fees; those who come to my class don't care about spending thousands of dollars on equipment."
Then he told me what equipment he needed, like a Sony digital camcorder, a color laser printer, and things like that. I roughly calculated that if we bought everything, it would cost about six or seven thousand dollars.
A little while later, three couples came in one after another. Since their names aren't important, and to save time, I'll refer to these three couples as Couple One, Two, and Three.
Couple Three was the black couple. The black man was wearing tight pants, like the kind worn by ballet dancers. I could clearly see his penis pointing upwards, tightly wrapped in his pants, and in its limp state, the glans was almost touching the penis. The man wasn't tall, only about 1.8 meters, so his height really surprised me.
Linlin was staring blankly at him. I noticed the black man seemed a little embarrassed, but still greeted me with a "Hi!" His wife was a typical black beauty, only about 1.65 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure. The couple looked to be in their late thirties; the man had a bit of a belly, and while the woman wasn't as slender as the black woman, her 1.7-meter height made her look quite attractive. The other couple was an older man and younger woman. I later learned that the old man was the president of a large company based in Germany before retiring, and the woman was of mixed Singaporean and British descent.
The woman was around thirty, a petite woman, and the old man was at least sixty-five.
Newman briefly introduced us and then began his lesson.
“Husband and wife, what was your idea?”
The man said, “We didn’t have any particularly special ideas, but my wife likes to be seen by others, and I also wanted to see other people’s reactions when they see my wife naked, so we filmed her taking a bath.” As he spoke, he took a videotape from his bag.
Newman started playing the video. The scene began with the woman lying naked in the bathtub, the water clear. She glanced at the camera, probably receiving some signal, and began to slide her hands down her body, starting from her breasts, the camera following her hands. Although this woman was in her thirties, she maintained a very good figure, with little excess fat, and her legs appeared long and shapely.
After a while, the woman raised her thighs, and the camera moved without hesitation to the other side of the bathtub, directly facing the woman’s genitals. Her labia were thick and long; supposedly, some people like this, but the reason was forgotten. The woman rubbed her clitoris with her fingers, and then the screen went black, and nothing happened.
“What a pity, it’s too short. Your wife has a really nice figure.” Newman then turned to the white woman and said, “You should move your hands a little slower. Your breasts and waist are beautiful. When shooting your breasts, the camera should get a close-up of them, and the nipples should be erect. When shooting your waist, pull the camera back a bit, so that you can show off the waistline.” The couple nodded in agreement.
Newman continued, “If your wife really enjoys being watched, you can use software like web conferencing to stream your videos online. You can also ask your viewers what they like to see and what they need, so you'll know how to film your videos. I'll give you a few software names and websites later; you can try them out yourself.” Just as
Newman was about to turn to the couple, the white woman interjected, “I also want to film him, but he won't let me because he thinks his is too small.” She pointed to her husband's penis, and he blushed, “After watching so many videos, I've found that other people's are all very big. I'm really afraid people will laugh at me. Let's just watch other people's videos.”
“Wait. If you don't mind, can I see you? I've filmed so many people; I can tell what you're like just by looking. I think if your wife doesn't mind, you probably won't either, especially since there are only a few of us here,” Newman said seriously.
The white man seemed hesitant, occasionally glancing at the black man's genitals. Newman noticed his hesitation and added, "If I say you're fine, you should trust me. If you don't let me see, your wife might also think you are indeed smaller. Besides, there are techniques to taking photos; you just think other people's are bigger."
The white man hesitated for a long time before finally agreeing. Before taking off his pants, he said sheepishly, "Don't laugh at me!"
The man had thick pubic hair, and his penis looked like it was hidden in a thicket of weeds. I glanced at Linlin, and she indeed had a "really short" expression on her face.
“Your pubic hair is too long, so it looks short. Have you noticed that the actors in those videos all have very short pubic hair, some even shaved off?” Newman paused. “Does your wife usually shave her pubic hair?” The man shook his head. Newman said, “If you all want, I saw that man’s penis suddenly become erect, and his wife looked hesitant.” Eileen was truly remarkable. In an episode of “HBO’s Real Sex,” the male actors who worked with her all said that her skills were truly impressive. Sometimes even seasoned male stars couldn’t hold on, ejaculating within minutes and having to rest until they were hard again before filming the same scene. Therefore, the continuous sex scenes that everyone saw were actually edited. Mannequins or inflatable dolls made using Eileen’s vagina as a mold were in short supply for a long time. Even when they were available, they were sold out even at a price of one hundred dollars.
The white woman said, “I think we shouldn’t bother Eileen. I’ll just let him try it at home.” Newman shrugged, casually scribbled something on a pen, and handed it to the couple: "
Here are some commonly used shaving supplies. Follow the instructions, and you shouldn't have any problems. You can choose to shave it all off or leave it very short. I just checked, and yours should be about average length, around six inches when erect." The man ,
looking disappointed, pulled up his pants and sat down next to his wife.
They were the typical older man, younger woman type. The Singaporean woman took a videotape from her bag and handed it to Newman, who put it in the VCR. We watched the screen. The screen lit up, and the Singaporean woman lay naked on the bed, posing provocatively for the camera. She had a good figure, but she just kept rolling around on the bed for a long time.
After a few minutes, I lost interest, but I had to put on a show of interest. My hand had already quietly slipped between Linlin's legs. Because we were all sitting around a large rectangular table, and the TV was at the other end, no one noticed what I was doing, except for Linlin.
Linlin first clamped my hand tightly between her thighs, preventing me from going any further, but I wasn't going to give up. I used my thumb, which wasn't clamped, to tickle her. I turned my head and looked at her… Although her eyes were fixed on the television, she was actually trying her best not to laugh. I used a little more force, and she stopped resisting, so my hand easily slipped into the base of her thighs.
My hand didn't touch cotton or silk panties, but warm labia and sticky love juice. I think it was probably because I had shown my appreciation for Manyu's going out without underwear, and Linlin wasn't going to be outdone. When I pinched her clitoris with my thumb and forefinger, I could clearly feel her vagina contracting repeatedly, and I could hear her breathing become heavier. Without hesitation, I slid my middle finger into her wet vaginal opening. Because I didn't want anyone to notice, I tried to keep my upper body still, so I could only use my middle finger to vibrate rapidly in a small area.
Linlin braced her hands on the table to keep her body from trembling, and her vagina tightly gripped my finger. I tried to use my other fingers to attack other sensitive areas while attacking her vagina with my middle finger, but I gave up because it was inconvenient to expose myself.
"Not bad." "Newman said softly and ejected the videotape. To be honest, that soft remark really startled me; I felt guilty. I pulled my hand away, ran my fingers through my hair with my other hand, and casually replied, "Not bad, not bad." Linlin
breathed heavily, and although she glared at me with a frown, I felt an overwhelming tenderness and affection.
The Black couple handed Newman their videotape.
The screen lit up, and I saw the Black woman in a see-through nightgown walking around the living room, glancing at the camera every now and then. The camera's focus was being adjusted, clearly someone was controlling it.
The camera zoomed in on the Black woman's chest; the nightgown was see-through, and it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. The dark areolas were clearly visible, and her nipples were hard and erect. The camera moved down, revealing a small, light-colored floral t-shirt covering her lower body. A typical Black woman's figure: full breasts, a slender waist, and high, protruding buttocks that accentuated her feminine curves.
After a while, I went to open the door. As soon as the woman opened the door, she opened her arms wide and shouted, "Honey, you're finally back!" Then there was silence. The woman was silent for a moment, then said, "Hey, Nick, it's you! I thought it was my husband! Come in." Linlin
and I exchanged a glance. If she already saw who was outside, how could she mistake them? We looked at the Black couple; they seemed to be watching our reaction too. The Black man gave us a silly smile. The
woman stepped aside, and a white man named Nick walked in. Nick followed the woman's gesture and sat on the sofa. The camera panned from the side of the sofa, showing the two of them. Nick sat on the sofa, somewhat reserved, probably because the woman in front of him was dressed so scantily.
"Amy, Maca asked me to come see him now to discuss tomorrow's meeting. Looks like you're waiting for him too. Isn't he home?" Nick said.
"He said he'd be back around this time. He's been in New York for a week, and I wanted to surprise him. So I wore this new nightgown to greet him. I didn't expect it to be you." “Amy stood in front of Nick and said.
From the side, Nick's reaction looked very awkward. To speak, he had to face Amy, but Amy was dressed so scantily that he had to pretend to look around, saying, “Looks like even if Mackay comes back, he won't have time to talk to me about any meetings.”
“Why? He's someone who takes missions very seriously,” Amy said.
“But you're dressed so attractively, how could he be in the mood for any meetings?” Nick quickly and secretly glanced at Amy's breasts. “I think I'd better leave.”
At this moment, the phone in the room rang. Amy told Nick to wait, then answered the phone, saying “uh-huh” for a while. She put down the phone and said to Nick, “Mackay called and said he's postponed his return, he won't be home for about four or five hours.”
“Then I'd better go back first.” Nick stood up and secretly glanced at Amy's areola again.
"What's up?" Amy asked, then continued, "If you don't need anything, I'd like you to help me decide which pajamas are more attractive to men." She paused, then added, "Your wife is a famous beauty, so I'm sure you know a thing or two about these things. I talked to her, and she said you have great taste. I want to surprise Macka, so I bought a few new styles. Could you help me pick one out and see which one suits me best?"
"Of course, no problem." Nick, probably not believing his ears, sat back down on the sofa.
"Isn't this a free pajama show?" I whispered in Linlin's ear.
"But you can't tell Macka. I don't know if he'd be willing to let other men see me dressed like this."
"No problem. After I've looked at them for you, I won't remember anything." Nick wasn't stupid.
"Would you like something to drink? How about a beer?" Amy asked Nick.
"Sure." "
The camera was pointed directly at a large refrigerator. Amy opened the door and bent down to get a beer. Her pajamas were already ridiculously short, and with that bend, the hem had flipped up to her waist, almost exposing her entire buttocks. The camera zoomed in on the refrigerator, giving a close-up: the light floral t-shirt was probably a bit too small, not covering Amy's entire genitals at all; instead, the thin straps were digging into her labia.
Amy had shaved her pubic hair, so we could see it very clearly. Her labia were quite thick. Amy seemed completely unaware of what was happening. She rummaged through the refrigerator for a while before straightening up, taking a bottle of beer, and walking over to Nick: 'Let's have a beer first!' Then she sat down on the sofa opposite Nick."
Suddenly, I felt Linlin's hand touch my penis. She sensed my erection and slapped me hard. I looked at her and whispered, "Aren't you wet?" She pinched me and ignored me.
"Nick," Amei said, lowering her right leg and crossing her left leg over her right. It was obvious her thighs were wide apart when she changed positions, and because she was sitting on the sofa, the hem of her pajamas was rolled up to her waist. I thought if I were sitting opposite her, it wouldn't be hard to see her private parts.
The camera's attention was on Nick. Nick seemed to be admiring Amei's pajamas, but it was clear his attention was on Amei's exposed vulva.
"Nick, can I go change and you can help me compare?" With that, Amei stood up, swaying her hips and disappearing from the camera's view. Then we heard the door close.
Nick breathed heavily and put down the cup in his hand. To our surprise, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis, which the camera immediately zoomed in on. Nick's hand gripped his penis, rubbing it up and down incessantly. Because it was trembling so badly, all I could see was that his glans was fully engorged with blood, and the urethral opening was already wet. The camera pulled back, and we could see Nick masturbating while peeking out to see if Amei had come out.
A minute or two later, the door opened, and Nick, with incredible speed, put his penis back in, zipped up his pants, picked up his glass, and continued drinking his beer.
Amei flashed into the frame, and I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She had changed into a silk purple nightgown; although there were some openwork areas, it still gave the impression that nothing was visible. Most infuriatingly, she even had thick breast pads on her chest, and although it was a short nightgown, the hem almost reached her knees.
Nick probably thought the same thing. After looking at her for a while, he said, "Amy, you have a great figure, you look good in anything. This one is nice too, but compared to the previous one, this one is too conservative." He took a sip of beer: "Excuse my bluntness. The previous one was transparent, with a slightly hazy feel. That's probably the kind of hazy feeling some people like, including me. This one covers you up completely, you can't see anything, some men might not react at all."
"Oh, so... did you react?" Amy asked Nick cautiously.
Nick wasn't sure what Amy was up to, but he answered as usual: "Compared to the previous one, I really don't feel anything for this one."
"Okay, let me try again." Amy said and went back to change clothes.
This time Nick didn't follow the steps, but he seemed to be trying very hard to suppress the obvious bulge.
After a while, Amy came out. This time it was more revealing than the first time, because it was very obvious. She wasn't wearing underwear, and her pubic area was shaved into a heart shape, the dark color showing through her transparent nightgown.
Amy asked Nick, "Do you think this is better? Do you like this heart shape? Or did your wife persuade me to shave my pubic hair? I've never tried it before, I just wanted to surprise Macka this time."
Nick said, "I believe no man would be unmoved by seeing you like this. If you've never done this before, I believe Macka will definitely like it."
"
Of course I like it, you can tell."
Amy followed Nick's gaze to his bulging crotch. "Is it really my influence?" she said, walking up to Nick and touching his erection, then smiling with pursed lips, "You're really hard!"
"Want to see?" Nick, probably convinced Amy was seducing him, boldly asked.
"Your wife told me your thing is quite big, and you're very good at it. But..." Amy hesitated, "I can't betray my husband."
Nick looked disappointed.
Amy continued, "But can I just look? Just look, like when I look at men in magazines! Then take your pants off, I want to see if what your wife said is true."
Nick stood up, quickly unbuttoned his pants, and pulled them down. He wasn't wearing underwear either, and as soon as the pants came off, his penis was standing straight up.
"Are you fully erect?" Amy asked.
I whispered to Linlin, "You saw how big her husband's was, of course you think that guy's is small."
Linlin also said, "Doesn't he know that black men's penises are generally larger? Isn't he just humiliating himself?"
Nick indeed seemed a little red-faced and his neck thickened: "Of course not, my wife usually makes me 'blow' it up."
Amy said, "I'm not falling for that. Do you expect me to blow it up? You can do it yourself! But if you don't want to, that's fine. Now I finally know how big your wife meant by 'big'."
"She's definitely not wrong, just you wait and see," Nick said, grasping his penis with his right hand and rubbing it up and down.
The camera panned to his penis, which, as expected, throbbed rapidly in his hand, slowly swelling.
Amei watched, her hand moving downwards, her fingers disappearing beneath the black "heart."
Both stood: Amei's hand incessantly rubbed her genitals, her eyes opening and closing. When open, she watched Nick masturbate; when closed, she seemed to enjoy herself. Nick's eyes never left Amei, his hands never still, his eyes never closed. The camera zoomed in, revealing some fluid at the tip of his penis.
"I want you," Nick said.
"I want you too," Amei gasped, "but I can't betray my husband, I don't want physical contact with other men." She continued rubbing.
"So what are we doing now?" Nick's breathing quickened.
"Just watching, like watching a live performance. You can ejaculate if you want." Amei could tell Nick was close to climaxing.
“I…I’m about to cum, but I don’t want to get it on the carpet.”
The camera angle was blocked, but it was clear that Nick was kneeling near Amy’s stomach, letting out a few “whoops,” presumably having ejaculated.
A moment later, Amy’s face flashed into the frame, her face glistening. She said to Nick, “My husband told me that men’s semen contains a lot of nutrients, so I always let him ejaculate on my body or face; I use it as a face mask.”
Nick stood up and pulled up his pants: “Are you alright? Because you haven’t…”
“I’ll wait for my husband to come back. Thank you for your expert advice on the pajamas.”
“Then I’ll be going. Tell McCa the meeting is postponed.”
The camera flashed, and the television screen went black.
Newman glanced at us and said, "Not bad!"
Amy said, "I don't know what other people think, but we both get really excited about the thought of the other having sex with someone else. So we set this up. McCa secretly filmed this with a camera as part of the photography lesson. Actually, we're trying to figure out how to attract other people; we really don't know what they're thinking."
McCa also said, "I'm not sure how I'll feel seeing someone else having sex with Amy, but I just feel really excited."
Newman told them that through discussions with his insiders and other friends, most couples have fantasies about seeing their partner having sex with someone else, which is why there are so many wife-swapping clubs in the US.
Newman also copied down a few phone numbers and addresses for them.
The class time passed quickly, and I didn't get any lessons on photography techniques, so I don't know what kind of techniques Newman would teach. I still know nothing about cameras; I only know how to take pictures with a digital point-and-shoot camera.
After the course, Ding Jun picked me up. On the way, he talked at length about the SM whipping techniques he had learned. I didn't listen carefully, just gave him some perfunctory replies, thinking to myself: "It's true what they say, 'When you're well-fed and warm, you think of lust!'"
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Postscript: From saying I would write this to finishing it, it took almost a year. Some details are no longer clear in my memory, so the ending is rather rushed.
Linlin is still studying for her Master's degree in Business in Canada. I still visit her from time to time, but we haven't traveled together again. Ding Jun and his wife bought a big house in California. Because it's close by, I often go there to sit. As far as I know, they haven't tried SM. Every month or two, they organize some kind of party for some fun, but I've missed them all because of other commitments.
The McCas couple, after completing their photography course, are actually applying it in their lives. I also received a video of them having sex with another couple.
[The End]

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