For the first time, she shed all her clothes in front of two men.

For the first time, in front of him, with another man, it still happened...
Actually, I've known about this circle for many years, and I've tried searching before. For the first few years, I only looked for couples; I met three couples in total—some playing cards, some having meals, and one couple I met multiple times—but nothing substantial ever came of it. Suddenly, I'm a mother, and my own time and space are even less. I've had some regrets, wondering why I didn't cherish and experience more of the freedom we had as a couple. However, precisely because of this, we must cherish our precious time together.
I don't remember when, but my husband told me he wanted to give me more experiences because he loves me and wants me to experience more pleasure. He often imagines what I'm like in front of other men. (He said he wants to see me alluring in front of other men; I think this is a cuckold's desire that many men have.) However, regarding three people, I've always felt that such a blatant search is too purposeful, like that time in Nanjing when I spontaneously decided to go, but ultimately backed out. One day, he told me he knew a photographer who could take photos of me. He even showed me some of his work photos, not boudoir shots, but quite good. My husband praised his use of light and shadow. So, I started chatting with him, hoping to learn more about him and let him understand me, so he could better understand my requirements for the photos. During our conversations, the main topic was still photography, with little flirting. I found him to be a rather serious person, rarely joking. The photos he sent me of his daily life didn't show him smiling. He often mentioned that his girlfriend wasn't very romantic, and they didn't seem to meet very often. Actually, I always felt that simply making friends was missing something. It's often said that a woman needs affection before sex. But with him, there was no ambiguity. Yet, he became my first partner in a marital relationship. The eventual realization after the photoshoot seemed natural. Sometimes, things are just like that.
On the day the time was right, everything went according to plan. The only thing I remember now is him jokingly saying in our online chat that he wanted to rub olive oil on me—that's probably the most daring thing he ever said. Oh right, I also borrowed something from him—a white shirt. Perhaps subconsciously, I wanted to seduce him. What would he think when he saw a woman's body wrapped under his clothes?
We arrived at the hotel early and called him to remind him to bring what he needed. He told us to pick him up when he arrived. The hotel elevator requires a key card, so naturally we had to pick him up, and it wouldn't be convenient for him to carry so much equipment. However, while my husband was downstairs buying food, his phone rang to tell me he had arrived—about fifteen minutes early—which caught me a little off guard. After my husband picked him up, he went out again to buy food, leaving just the two of us in the room. The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward. At that time, I was wearing a face mask, and when I took it off, I was completely bare-faced, though I'm used to it. I asked him what the difference was between me in person and in my photos, and he replied that I was prettier in person. Haha, a rather safe answer. Before meeting him, I had only shown him casual photos; we hadn't video chatted. As for him in person, he seemed similar to his photos—a dark-skinned northern man, seemingly a bit shy and quiet.
After my husband came home, I helped him set up the equipment, and the photoshoot officially began. I brought all my lingerie so I would have more options. He also prepared a small gift for me; one of the outfits in the photos was one he provided. He even prepared sample photos for reference when I'm unsure how to pose. A man's little gestures are quite important; my first impression of him was pretty good.
The first outfit, a flight attendant uniform, was rather conservative. Actually, I considered taking close-ups with the buttons undone, but firstly, I didn't have enough to show, and secondly, I was a little embarrassed. Next was lingerie and stockings; I've already described my feelings during the shoot in the photos. When I took off my outer clothes and appeared in front of him, I was still a little nervous. But I gradually relaxed afterward.
The first time we had physical contact, getting in and out of the bathtub, was really inconvenient in high heels, so I asked him to help me. Even though it was just his hand, I was wearing a bikini at the time, and it was so close. His hands were big and warm; I honestly don't remember if they were sweaty. My husband, on the other hand, was far away in front of the computer.
I believe those who have followed my husband's posts have seen the next few outfits. One post contained only one photo, because it was the most explicit. Before the nude photoshoot, he applied oil to my body, because he said it would improve the results.
While he was applying the oil, I felt completely helpless; I could feel his hesitation, his heart pounding. He wanted to touch between my thighs, but after a few attempts, he only touched me lightly. I lay on my stomach, and he touched my chest.
Afterwards, we showered together because I wanted him to wipe the oil off my body. I saw him naked. But at first, he wasn't excited. Later, however, he took my hand and let me touch his most private parts. Near the end of the shower, we kissed. I could feel his excitement; it was even more wonderful than what we felt in bed later. After the shower, we also took photos of me in a wet shirt.
After all my individual photoshoots were finished, my husband joined in. We were satisfied with the shots, but there weren't many photos. While we were shooting, he became naked…
and in bed, we kissed too. But I still love whispering in his ear, because I hope that when I'm on top of him, he can go crazy for me and feel my greatest allure. I stroked his buzz cut; it was so soft. However, when I looked at him so closely, his face felt so unfamiliar. Yet, even after so long, I can still recall his features today.
But, I don't know if it was because of pressure or nervousness, but something seemed a little off during the hour. After that, my husband let him go. Later, he told me it was because he saw us kissing, especially me whispering in his ear, and he got jealous.
Two months have passed since then, and my husband often talks about how the most exciting moment was when I was sitting on him with his penis in my mouth. And he, a truly dedicated photographer, captured that moment with his lens.
The first time, there were regrets and beautiful moments. Anyway, thank you, my husband. I hope to walk this path with you forever.

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