[The wife taking photos]

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My wife, 35 this year, still retains her charm and has wanted to have a photoshoot for a long time. Today, we invited two of her old classmates to

our home to help with the shoot. These two are her high school classmates; they are quite skilled in photography, having participated in

and published some works in nude photography.
My wife and I discussed it and decided to have some photos taken, with no restrictions on the level of explicitness, so we could keep them for our own future enjoyment. After much consideration, my wife finally decided

to let them take the photos, thinking that they are worldly-wise and well-connected, and wouldn't tell anyone. The main

backgrounds are our rooftop balcony, living room, and bedroom.
In the living room, my wife took quite a few photos in rather revealing outfits. I watched as I took the pictures; she was indeed very beautiful,

and her makeup was refreshing. We took about twenty such photos. Next, we started taking more revealing ones. I was

a little nervous watching from the side. My wife whispered to me as she changed clothes, "I'm nervous, I'm nervous." At first, she was very reserved,

only showing half of her breasts and thighs at most. The two photographers were clearly very excited, helping my wife pose while

taking pictures. When they learned that we wanted to take some erotic and private photos of my wife, they slowly reassured her. They even

opened their laptops to show her the portraits and erotic photos they had taken for others. My wife blushed and her heart raced. She

pointed to a very explicit nude photo and asked me, "Can we really take photos like this?" I said, "It's up to you. I think it's quite exciting

."
We decided to take some revealing photos of my wife on the rooftop balcony. She put on a long nightgown and posed with us.

I watched her change positions. There was a lounge chair and a small coffee table on the balcony, and a

two-meter square green carpet on the floor. Although my wife struck many seductive poses under their guidance, she always tried to cover herself up and

not show any pubic hair. However, her large breasts could no longer be hidden and trembled under everyone's gaze. Although my wife's

breasts large, they were a bit saggy and spread outwards. The two photographers had never seen their beautiful classmate from back then so

exposed in front of them. Their excitement was evident, as their genitals were already bulging

. They were still trying to entice my wife to go further. My wife was still a little awkward. During a break, I

teased her, "Are you also excited? Are you wet down there?" My wife nodded and said yes. She felt a little

embarrassed , mainly because we were too familiar with each other. She had the desire and impulse to let go, but she couldn't make up her mind.
A classmate who works in photography quietly suggested that I leave for a while, saying that having her husband around would actually make her feel more

uncomfortable —this was our experience. I thought about it and agreed, so I offered to go to the bathroom. Actually, I hid

by the attic window, only about three meters away, but during the day, no one outside could see inside through the glass
. I overheard them telling my wife that if she felt uncomfortable, she could wear some sexy lingerie to be more attractive.

In front of them, my wife changed into a pair of black fishnet stockings that reached mid-thigh and a black thong. Through the window, I could see

the thin thong trailing over my wife's buttocks. Her plump, white thighs and buttocks were very sexy and alluring, giving off a lewd

feeling. Although my wife was only wearing this pitifully small thong, she seemed much more relaxed,

perhaps because I wasn't there. My wife obediently knelt on the carpet, her back to the camera. Her

belt, barely wide enough for a cigarette, pierced between her plump buttocks, revealing almost her entire dark-colored anus.

A few pubic hairs were visible, and her large breasts swayed rhythmically. Perhaps unable to see her own

private parts, my wife, along with the three men, were already aroused. Hiding in the shadows, I felt the urge to masturbate. She knelt and

struck several poses. Perhaps the belt was uncomfortable around her vulva, because she hooked the back of the belt and pulled it up and down a few

times, her anus and vulva flashing before everyone's eyes—it was incredibly alluring. How come I hadn't noticed

how seductive she was before?
My wife then lay on her side on the carpet, her legs crossed, propping her head up—another vivid and erotic scene. That t-shirt… The pants were too revealing

; they kept covering up a little bit of what they wanted to see and then revealing a little bit more. The pubic hair on both sides was even more exposed, and

the mound of hair at the genitals seemed to be bursting through the fabric. They gestured for the wife to pull down her belt. She hesitated for a few seconds,

then pulled at it. Seeing him shake his head, she pulled several more times, but he still shook his head, saying to lift her leg and loosen the belt, not to be afraid, to loosen up.

The wife smiled shyly and finally turned sideways, spreading her upper leg as wide as possible, crawling on the ground, watching

their signals as she pulled at the belt. After several gesturings, she finally pulled down the last bit of covering between her legs

. The belt was pulled to one side, and her entire vulva and anus were completely exposed. It was exposed; her waistband was

soaked with vaginal fluid, which stretched into strands along her vulva. Her labia were glistening with vaginal fluid under the sunlight

, looking oily and shiny. My wife seemed to realize her state; her face was flushed,

and she squinted at the sky, her hands trembling as she pulled on her waistband. I clearly saw her anus and vulva contract a few times;

the oily vulva seemed to be oozing more oil. The two photographers seemed stunned. My wife remained in this

position for almost a minute until they called her, at which point she let go. She pressed her head against the blanket, whether from exhaustion or

recalling her earlier provocation, her face still flushed.
A few minutes later, my wife sat up. They told her to lie down on the recliner, saying, "Your husband hasn't come yet. Do you want

to take some more daring photos? Let us see something. We used to miss you when we were in school;

it was so hard to even see your thighs back then." My wife smiled embarrassedly and said, "You guys are so wet! You've seen everything we wanted to see today. What more do you want

to see?" The wife's legs were tucked into the chair, her full thighs and buttocks taking up most of the space.

She covered , seemingly oblivious to the fact that the strap of her thong was askew, revealing half of her greasy labia

. Her vulva was tightly closed, and pubic hair was scattered on either side, enticing everyone to glance at it. They

kept praising her skin and figure, especially her genitals, saying they were beautiful, clean, and voluptuous. The wife then asked to

see photos, saying she hadn't really looked at herself closely. They deliberately said the photos weren't very clear, just

a little bit showing, but if she wanted to see them, they would take some clearer close-ups so she could look at them on the computer. Unexpectedly,

the wife laughed and said, "Sure, you're after something, aren't you? No, no, we've seen this all the time

." The wife thought about it and agreed. She then lifted her legs from the recliner, raising them above her shoulders,

instantly exposing her beautiful, large buttocks to everyone's view. She pulled down her thong, fully

displaying . Two cameras flashed incessantly, snapping photos from various angles and close-ups. The wife seemed particularly excited; she had

a desire to part her lips, but fearing it would appear too obscene, she only used one hand to press above her vulva, pulling upwards...

Her skin was exposed, revealing her clitoris. Her labia majora were long and taut, and her vaginal fluid glistened in the sunlight. A drop of

fluid trickled down her smooth, white buttocks.
"Are you done taking pictures? I can't take it anymore," the wife said to them with a laugh. "Almost done.

This can easily drive a man crazy. I can't take it anymore either. Who told you to take pictures like this?

You brought it on yourself. I'm not responsible." The wife laughed, her breasts swaying with the waves of

her body bulging genitals were shaking. She felt her excitement, and pressed her fingers against her clitoris

, pressing hard a few times. She couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure, and her lower body involuntarily contracted. Unconsciously, her hand slid down,

and her middle finger slowly entered her body. The man standing in front of her saw his wife squinting at his bulging penis in

his pants and felt an irresistible urge. His penis seemed to throb inside him, with an eager

desire to expand.
He put down his camera and abruptly pulled out his penis in her sight. He tried to pull back the foreskin and stroked it a few

times, a surge of pleasure rising within him, and a few drops of pre-ejaculate even leaked from the urethra. "My God, what are you doing?" His wife

, seeing his engorged penis and swollen, dark red glans, couldn't help but let out a cry. Although somewhat startled, she

maintained her arched lower body. Seeing her thrust her lower body upwards, her breathing quickening, her eyes

fixed on his penis with a yearning look, her hands seemed to be responding to his strokes, she even

forcefully parted her lips with a moan. His eyes were bloodshot, and

the pinkness of his wife's parted vulva, urethra, and vagina further stimulated his central nervous system, causing his semen to gush uncontrollably with the rhythm of his hand

strokes.
Seeing the erect penis before her eyes, her desire turned into a frenzy, no longer able to control herself.

She rapidly rubbed herself with her fingers, thrusting in and out of her vagina. The orgasm, accompanied by moans, came so quickly and intensely.

Hiding behind the window, I felt my own erection again after masturbating…
All of this was recorded on another camera. After we finished, we gathered around her, watching

her browse through the photos of her beautiful, frenzied self. Her face was constantly flushed. She didn't know

how it all had happened, and she couldn't believe that the beautiful woman on the computer screen, legs spread wide, vaginal fluid flowing,

was herself
…

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