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As a woman, my wife is already thirty, the most mature and charming time of her life, yet she only had one set of wedding photos taken at her wedding—what a pity! To seize the last vestiges of her youth, my wife decided to have a professional photoshoot, and of course, I completely agreed. My cuckolded thoughts started swirling in my mind again, fantasizing about what might happen, or... well, you know. But when I saw the pictures at the photo studio, I was a little disappointed. There weren't any particularly groundbreaking photos; one only showed a bit of her upper thigh. However, since I had promised her I'd take the photos, I let her go in the end.
Actually, I struggled for a long time about whether to go with her. Firstly, I'd have to take a day off work to be with her; secondly, I was worried that my presence would make her feel uncomfortable and affect the quality of the photos. Deep down, I really wanted my wife to push herself a little. We arrived at the photography studio early that day. I won't go into details, but it took quite a while for my wife's makeup artist to arrive. My wife went into the dressing room and changed into her first outfit. Since she was wearing a coat, I couldn't see anything clearly. Then came the long makeup session. After that, we had to wait for the photographer to get ready. After waiting a while longer, the photographer said we could go into the studio. My wife asked if I wanted to go in and watch her shoot, but I decided against it. Then my wife took off her coat, and I was stunned. The first outfit, blue, was just a thin layer of gauze, with a halter top and a front hem like an apron. As my wife walked towards the studio with her back to me, I realized her back was basically completely exposed; her buttocks and underwear were clearly visible. That day, my wife was wearing a half-coverage underwear, with most of her buttocks exposed. From behind, her beautiful figure was on full display.
I wondered what the photos would look like; I was starting to get excited. The shoot lasted for over half an hour. When my wife came out, she just stood there, her coat still in my hand! Damn, my wife's thighs were exposed, and her clothes weren't even properly arranged, which made my mind wander. Before I could say anything, she was pulled into the dressing room to change into her second outfit. The second outfit was thicker, but it was just hanging on her body; it could be easily pulled off, leaving her only with nipple covers and panties. The second outfit took about half an hour to shoot, and when she came out, she was fully dressed, since it was just a slip on.
Next up was the third and final outfit, supposedly the studio's prized possession. When my wife came out after changing, I was stunned. Compared to the first outfit, this red one was incredibly simple and direct. There was no apron or corset, just a thin, sheer garment, clearly showing her naked body underneath, completely unprotected. From behind, she was practically wearing only panties. Since the heating was on, it wasn't cold, and my wife didn't even ask me for a coat before going to get her makeup done. Thinking about it, she was quite uninhibited.
This shoot seemed to take the longest. My wife came out looking a little flustered, still fidgeting with her clothes. But what did it matter? There wasn't much difference between wearing them and taking them off; they were basically see-through. As she passed me, she whispered in my ear, "The last set is really revealing, I bet they spent a lot on the film." Hearing that made me instantly hard and incredibly excited.
Afterwards, of course, I had to ask my wife for details. The first two sets were also somewhat sexy, but still relatively conservative. Until halfway through the last set, the photographer directly asked my wife, "Beautiful lady, what kind of photos do you want?" My wife didn't mince words, "Aren't these outfits for sexy shots?" The photographer said, "I understand now. If you don't explain clearly, your husband might beat me up." The rest of the shoot went completely off-limits. The photographer started touching her all over, tearing off her sheer fabric, leaving her with only a small patch of nipple covers covering her breasts. Then he asked my wife if she could show some of her butt crack. She nodded, but was too embarrassed to lower her hands from her breasts. The photographer quickly reached out and pulled down her sexy panties. As for how far he pulled them down, I can only imagine. Except for her nipples and genitals, he probably saw her entire body. Although my wife had been with several men before me, and her body had been seen by other men before, this was probably the first time since we got together.
Anyway, this time my cuckoldry desires were somewhat satisfied. That night, we did it together twice, which was very enjoyable. I think my wife was quite happy too.
I'm still not finished writing this. The following is what I imagined, for my own fantasy and for everyone's enjoyment. Actually, I've always had my doubts. After my wife took a shower that night, I picked up her sexy panties and examined them closely. There was a stain on them, probably from her vaginal discharge, or maybe something else? But my wife just wouldn't talk about the shooting process anymore, which made me very depressed.
On the last set of photos, my wife changed into the red sheer dress and walked into the studio. When the photographer saw her beautiful and alluring figure, his eyes held a different glint. Red, compared to blue, seemed more passionate and captivating.
Initially, the photographer naturally arranged for her to pose in normal ways, somewhat sexy but also slightly conservative. After a short while, the photographer approached her. Dressed like this, she was a little shy, her face flushed. Startled by the photographer's closeness, she shrank back, making her even more endearing. The photographer said, "Beautiful lady, this is the last outfit. Can you tell me your true thoughts? What kind of effect do you want?" My wife understood what he meant. She thought, "What kind of beautiful women haven't I seen? I'm not exactly stunning, am I? So what if I'm showing some skin?" She immediately replied, "These revealing clothes are for shooting sexy photos, aren't they?"
The photographer said, "Oh, beautiful, I understand now. Next, try to show as much skin as possible. Take your clothes off. If you don't explain clearly and the photos are too explicit, I'm afraid your husband will come in and beat me up." The wife obediently took off her clothes, leaving her only in nipple covers and panties. The photographer started directing her poses, patiently doing it himself. He touched her all over, but she couldn't complain, as it was all for better results. Almost naked, she was not only photographed by another man, but her entire body was also touched, intentionally or unintentionally. He even touched her breasts and genitals several times.
Then, there was a pose where she had to bend over, hugging a pillow—a position for rear-entry, extremely humiliating for her. After several attempts, the photographer wasn't satisfied, pulling at her long, beautiful legs and gently lifting her buttocks. Normally, a woman would react at this point; she started to get wet, and her panties were visibly soaked. My wife finally managed to finish the photoshoot, and then the photographer came over again. "Beautiful lady, for the last few shots, how about something a little more daring?" My wife, head down, hadn't even had a chance to say anything when the photographer pulled her panties halfway down her buttocks, revealing a bit of her buttocks cleft, with most of her buttocks exposed. Then came another burst of flashes. If you looked closely, you could already see my wife's labia, glistening with droplets of vaginal fluid.
Of course, that wasn't the end of it. The photographer came over and pulled her panties down a bit more, now they were basically down to her thighs, her buttocks and genitals completely exposed, only partially so because of her kneeling position. My wife's eyes were already very glazed; she thought it was just another burst of flashes and the shoot was almost over. Little did she know, what awaited her was a storm! Suddenly, a pair of large, strong hands grabbed her waist, and then the other person thrust hard, easily inserting a stranger's penis into her already overflowing vagina. Before the wife could even react, the photographer had penetrated her without a condom.
The wife actually wanted to scream, but the man said, "Beautiful lady, look how wet you are down there. I'm just helping you out for free. If you scream, people outside will rush in and see this scene. Guess what will happen? Everyone takes pictures with their phones these days. Tomorrow you'll be the headline on Weibo and WeChat! Don't worry, I'm a normal, healthy man. I'll make sure you have a blast, haha." Hearing this, the wife had no choice but to give up resisting. The photographer looked like a strong, muscular man, and his penis was quite large. After a while, the wife was indeed satisfied and couldn't help but moan softly. Perhaps it was too stimulating; in such an environment, in such a scene, with such a beautiful woman, the photographer quickly climaxed. Before his final thrust, he asked the wife, "Beautiful lady, can I ejaculate inside?" The wife had an IUD, so she wasn't afraid of getting pregnant. She nodded slightly, and after receiving an affirmative answer, the photographer began thrusting with all his might. The wife almost screamed, which startled him, and he quickly covered her mouth with one hand. He ejaculated inside her in this very scene.
I really can't believe that during a photoshoot, my wife ended up being slept with by someone else. Although I have a cuckold fetish, I still feel a little sour inside.

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