Through the camera’s eyeLook closely and see An image revealed to so fewFar beneath a composed surfaceThe viewfinder will presentA heart that is strong and trueMany see just what’s shownIn a carefully crafted poseA kind and smiling faceBut reflected in warm sunlightAnd caught by the lensIs a soul filled with compassion and graceMost will never take the timeTo wait for the moment and lightThey overlook what sets her apartI...
"Could you help me with my camera?" she asked. I was trying to pull the fog-shrouded pylons of the Golden Gate Bridge into focus on the ground glass of my old view-camera. As if by magic, Jillian's lithe silhouette emerged from the swirling fog. Even in the inverted image on the camera’s focusing screen, she was most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. "Umm… I guess. Sure." I stammered, climbing out from under the camera’s dar...
Becky sat alone in her dressing room. Adjusting her clothes, she leaned towards the mirror, checking her makeup. She touched up her lipstick, then leaned back, lighting a cigarette. Sighing, she looked at her watch. According to plan, there were a few minutes before the start of the shoot. She felt a bit weird in her costume - basically just some lingerie, a pair of silk stockings and high-heeled shoes. Was she having sec...
You told me "get the camera"And I felt such a thrillYou spoke with calm authorityI handed it to you You took the camera in one handAnd turned your head my wayThose bluest eyes were steadyAs the shutter snapped away You touched me as you wantedI was at your commandElectrified, yet languidEmboldened by each glance So serene your countenanceThough lust blazed in your eyesYou drew me to you by my wristThe camera set aside How...
It was that time of year again... Mardi Gras.... when a million people come visit my home town to let loose, get drunk and stoned, and flash for beads and more on Bourbon St. Sara and I had been dating for a few months. Things were great and we were about to spend our first Mardi Gras together. It's always weird the first time, because you never know how open or closed they are to the public debautery. Well, I was about t...
The holidays were over, and now it was the new year as well. Our New Year's wasn’t very exciting as mom, Klintuck and I went to a bar to bring in the new year. I woke up and headed down stairs to the kitchen and to my surprise found mom in her panties and an apron making breakfast. It was surprising to see her, as this was Klintuck’s house and not hers. “Good morning sweetie, did you sleep well?” Mom asked, smiling. “Ya I...
It's a good thing my boss was out of town for the day. He is the only one at work that can tell when I am slacking off. I was really struggling with distracting thoughts and so nothing productive was going to get done. My mind kept racing through all that had happened in the last sixteen hours. Anne had not reacted well to Kathy's heartfelt bombshell and hasty departure. She had been visibly shaken but she did not want to...
Beginning in ancient history, layers of myths have been wrapped around the truth about my kind; darkest mysteries and unspeakable horrors have been whispered in the darkness of the night until nobody living was able to discern truth from lie, and now only the mention of our name brings fear and nightmares. It is that fear that cloaks the nature of our existence and keeps us safe, keeps me safe. The Principis, they used to...
Life sometimes strikes you with insights at the most inopportune of moments, and I’m sure it takes the greatest pleasure in your despair when it dangles the fruits of these revelations just out of reach. It shapes ordinary moments into mystical experiences and drives frozen spears of longing through your heart, time and time again. And the devious, experienced bitch life is, it doesn’t give you any hints about what it has...
When my husband and I first started dating, he knew right off that I was an exhibitionist. It was something I decided to tell him right off, because my relationship before him had ended because he couldn't handle a girl who wanted the things I did. Surprisingly, my husband was completely cool with it. I still remember the first time we ever had sex. He had it all set up, he had packed up a picnic dinner, and we went to a...
It started out with the two of us having a laugh. I showed Reece some photos on my phone of our mates doing stupid shit with their cocks out and he said we should go one better and pretend like we were doing gay stuff.So that's how it started and it seemed really funny at the time. Grabbing each other's wangers in the first few shots and then making it look like we were sucking each other off. After we'd creased up laughi...
I call my girlfriend Kate and ask if I can borrow her camera. She says, "Sure, Hon, anytime. Why, what's up? You aren't taking naughty pictures again are you?" "Well, actually..." I reply, "I have begun to share some incredibly sexy stories with my lover. He sends me stories while we are apart, I add in my side and send them back. I just want to..." "...Want to send him a couple of photos so he can see what these stories...
September 2011. He was in my dreams again. Always the same muscular body, lightly glistening as he towered over my naked form. Appraising me? Wordlessly judging me? Wanting me? It was hard to tell. His poise and the self-congratulatory manner in which he tugged my bonds implied satisfaction, despite the breath catching in his throat when his fingers brushed my yearning flesh. I squirmed. The sharp tang of his cologne mixe...
My photographic work had, over the past few years, changed from filming in far-flung parts of the world to being almost entirely studio based. Whilst the portable camera excelled in capturing events as they happened, my early training in stage lighting served me well in the studio and earned me a good living. Today, my subjects were two women, Jill and Susie, in their late twenties who wanted some erotic pictures for thei...
As we stared at my star filled ceiling, each of us puffing smoke through our lips, down to our lungs and back out, we remained fairly quiet, wrapped up in thought. Both of us had the same thing on our minds. Get your mind out of the gutter, you perv! I'm only kidding, of course it was sex we were thinking about. Why else would you be interested? The entire day, all I could think about was getting home so I could taste her...
