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Jason Jacks For Ellece

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My name is Jason, and for a long time I have wanted to have nude photos taken of me by a female photographer. It would be such an erotic experience to be standing naked on the other side of a camera in the hands of a cute girl -- especially if it was someone that I knew. I am in the best shape of my life now, and would really like to have some good photos to look back on in a couple dozen years. I wish I had taken some when I was in my early 20's, but I can honestly say that I am in better shape now (mid-30's) than I was then. I think it would be really cool to catalog the evolution of my physique over the years. So I do want them for more than just the thrill I would get from having them taken (at least that's what I tell myself), even though the mere thought of posing for a female photographer sends my heart into overdrive. Well, after dreaming about it for years I think I am finally very close to living out that dream. But before I go into the details of what happened a couple of nights ago when I bumped into an old friend unexpectedly, let me give you a little background to set things in the proper perspective. ============================================================================= A few years ago a good friend of mine named Larry started dating a girl named Ellece. Larry and I always hung out together even when we were dating (which is probably why neither of us are married yet). Ellece is in her early 20's, she is a very cute girl, not what you would call beautiful, but she has a very petite build and nice little figure. One of those girls that doesn't get a lot of attention from the guys, but to me just oozes sex appeal. Ellece lived about an hour away, so we all started hanging out together on weekends. Dinner, movies, bowling, whatever. A pretty regular thing most Saturday nights. Ellece and I developed a pretty fun and flirtatious friendship after a while. Nothing too daring or very serious, I wasn't interested in dating her at the time -- seeing how she was going out with my best friend, and she wasn't interested in dating me either. But there was definitely some positive sexual tension between us. We didn't want to upset Larry so we kept it pretty lighthearted, but we always had a lot of fun together. A few months after we started hanging out Ellece and I had started becoming pretty good friends. One Saturday night Larry had to work late so Ellece and I went out to dinner together. Larry met up with us later and we all went to a movie. While we were eating Ellece confided some rather personal things in me (which I won't go into) and I did the best I could to be supportive and understanding. I am not sure how much I helped, but she seemed appreciative to have someone listen intently to what was on her heart. A few weeks after that she and I started chatting on instant messenger pretty regularly. One night she had just signed on and asked me what I was up to. Trying to be funny I told her I was sitting here naked and alone just waiting for a cute girl to get online. She laughed (well, she typed LOL! -- so I assume she was laughing). I really wasn't nude, but she didn't know that. Anyway, she didn't say anything more about the comment so I dropped it, not wanting to offend her. Like I said, we were kind of flirtatious but nothing overt or over the top. We chatted for a good little while about this and that, and about some of the stuff she had confided in me that night at dinner. It was around 11 PM when she asked me if I knew we had been chatting for about three hours. I said yes and that it was a pleasure. She said "well, time for you to go to bed little boy" and I told her that I didn't think so. She said, "don't make me come down there and tuck you in myself!". Knowing that she lived over an hours drive away I called her bluff and told her to just come on down and try. We bantered back and forth for a while, her saying stuff like "Don't dare me / You don't think I will? / Just try me / I will so do it". All the while I was telling her she wouldn't dare. Then I reminded her that I was still naked at the computer (for all she knew I actually was). She said "Oh really? You think that would stop me?" So I asked her what she would do if she drove down here and I opened the door naked. She said she'd come in and tan my hide for being disobedient and promptly send me straight to bed. I was a little surprised by that comment, but not wanting to push things too far I finally gave in and told her I would go to bed, but only because I was sleepy now and not because she told me to. After that exchange I was really curious to know if she would have driven down and knocked on my door at midnight, thinking that I would answer the door in the buff. It kept me thinking all week. That weekend we all hung out again together, but Ellece didn't mention the conversation, so I just figured it was more of that innocent flirting and that she really didn't mean anything by the comments. Later the next week we were online again and after the usual chit-chat things turned a bit serious. I told her that I was really glad that she thought so much of me and our friendship to tell me some of the personal things going on with her life, and that I too had a confession to make. She said that I could tell her anything. So I told her that I thought I was developing a crush on her. Nothing to write home about, but that I was really starting to like hanging out with her and talking with her. She said she was glad we were starting to make a connection too; and that she, as she put it, "so knew that I had the hots for her". After which she quickly told me she was just kidding. I told her, that actually, that was the truth. And reminded her of our conversation last time. I told her that I couldn't get the thought of me opening the door naked with her on the other side (like we had kidded about earlier) out of my head. I think she was flattered that I had the beginnings of a crush on her (ok, more like a full fledged Cupid shot to my heart), but she said she hadn't thought about the nude-at-the-door conversation since the last chat session. I was a little disappointed at that, until she said that if she thought that I was serious about opening the door "in that condition" and not joking that she really would have made the hours drive to see me in the buff. I didn't know exactly what to say, I was getting some mixed signals, so I asked her if she was serious or joking. She said she really meant it, and that I had a great body (at least what little she'd seen of it) and that any girl would love a peek at my cute little bum. I asked her again if she was really telling the truth, or just playing along with me. She said, "no, I'm serious. Some girls really do like looking at naked guys just as much as you guys like looking at your girlie magazines. Don't be so shocked." Encouraged by that comment, I confessed to her that I was considering posing for some nude photos -- the artsy type and not anything explicit. I told her that "I think it'd be fun, with the right photographer." I was shocked at her response. "Yeah, and you wouldn't want just anybody doing it. I'll take them for you if you want." "Ahhh, quit your kidding" is all I could think to come back with. "I'm not kidding, Jason. I could tell you were really into the thought of me driving down to catch you in the nude last week. And it's ok, I'd really be into seeing you naked, too. Besides, I think I'm a pretty good with a camera, and I certainly have an eye for what women like. It would be a good way to expand our friendship to a more intimate level." My heart just about jumped through my chest. The thought of her taking photos of me nude was almost too much to handle. Me naked, her looking me over completely, camera in hand, snapping away photos. Wow! To be honest I hadn't expected that response at all. Like I said, we had kept things pretty innocent to that point, even though we flirted quite a bit. This was a new side of her I hadn't seen yet. I mean, I didn't ask her to take the photos or insinuate that I wanted her to take them. Ok, maybe I was trying to lead her down that path, but she seemed pretty eager to follow. I asked if she was sure she could do it, with us being good friends and her dating my best friend. She said sure, and asked me why not. After all, it wasn't like she hadn't seen a naked man before and we wouldn't be touching or making out or anything. I said yes, that is true, but with us all going out pretty much every weekend I didn't know if it would be too uncomfortable for her. This would change our relationship considerably if we did this. She decided that I had some good points and that we should think about this for a while before just rushing into it. I know! I threw the brakes on the idea myself. Even though I really wanted to do this I wanted to make sure it was right. Sure, I was kicking myself for somewhat talking her out of it, but at the same time we had become very good friends, and that was something I didn't want to risk losing. Well, we did a pretty good job of not talking about it on the weekends when we were out with Larry. It was on my mind all the time, but I'm not sure how much she thought about it. Over the next several months we emailed and chatted about the potential photo shoot. We discussed all about how it would go, where we would take the photos, what types of shots, and all. But we still hadn't taken the leap to talk about it in person or even on the phone. Somehow that just didn't seem right. We also had not decided if we were going through with it. I was still into it, but I was beginning to think that Ellece was having second thoughts. In the end, we decided that our friendship, her relationship with Larry (at that point they had been together for almost a year), and my long-standing friendship with Larry were just too important to risk. Plus we were starting to feel guilty about keeping secrets from him. We didn't think that the nude photo session was wrong in itself; just given the circumstances and relationships involved it was not the right thing to do. Even though we had made the "final" decision, we still kicked around the idea occasionally (again, just through e-mail or instant messages). Sometimes we almost convinced ourselves it would be all right, but we always came up with more reasons why we shouldn't. Well, Ellece and Larry broke up in February and we all stopped hanging out. I didn't see or hear from Ellece for about 8 months, that is, until last Wednesday night. ============================================================================= I was on my way to the store to pick up some odds and ends when I thought I saw Ellece's car pull out of the Starbucks on the corner as I rolled by. I wasn't sure it was her car, but it sure looked like her. Maybe it was just wishfull thinking, after all, she didn't live in this part of town. I slowed down and put on my right-turn blinker a few blocks down the street; going as slow as I could; hoping that if it was her she'd see my car and turn in. I waited as long as I could before pulling into the parking lot. The store is quite a ways away from the street so I drove as slowly as I could, hoping that she'd see where I was going (if in fact, it was her). While I was driving my mind was racing back to the last conversations we'd had about the photos. I really wanted to talk to her again. I didn't see her car pull in behind me, and several other cars were coming so I just continued down to the store and parked, a bit disappointed. But just as I was just about to walk in the store I saw her car pull up. Ellece rolled down the window and said "hey stranger, been a while". I stood at her car for about 20 minutes and we proceeded to catch up on each other�s lives (job situations, vacation plans, the usual). While I was talking with her she stayed in her car, and I just leaned on the driver's side door talking to her through the open window. It was great talking with her again. I told her that I was heading off on vacation here in the next week. She said she had a week of vacation left that she had to take before the end of the month. Then what Ellece said next caught me completely off guard. She said, "Do you have any vacation left after that? / Why don't we go to one of those nudist colonies / Don't you think that'd be fun / Would you go with me?". What was that? I couldn't believe what she just said. The two of us, naked, together, around other people, for a whole week? So far all our discussions around nudity revolved around me getting naked for pictures. Never did we discuss her being naked too. I had been trying to think of a good way to slide the topic of the nude photos into the conversation when she floored me with this. My head was spinning just thinking about the possibilities. Trying not to look flustered I said "You know me and nudity / I'm always wanting to pose naked for photos / But are you sure you could do something like that?". She said yes, that she'd always wanted to do it and figured I'd be the perfect person to go with on such an adventure. She told me, "I'm a lot different person now than I was when Larry and I were dating." Then she said "So, about those photos / now that Larry and I aren't together there is no reason why I can't take them for you / So when do you want to do it?". Oh man, this was almost too much for me to process. I couldn't believe that she was bringing up these topics, and seemed so into it. I finally came back to my senses and I told her that I couldn't do it this weekend because of some other commitments at work, and that we'd have to wait until after I got back from my trip the weekend after that. We talked a few minutes more, then she took off. I called Ellece the next day to see how she was doing, and she said that we should plan on doing the photo shoot very soon. She told me to give her a call as soon as I get back in town. I told her that I definitely would call as soon as I got back from the trip. The first thing I did when I walked in the door from my trip was rush to the answering machine. But no messages were from Ellece. I had secretly fantasized about coming home to a sultry message telling me how much she was anticipating our planned photo shoot. After getting all the bags and things out of the car I picked up the phone and dialed Ellece. No answer, so I left a chatty message telling her all about my trip and told her to give me a call so we can plan the "get together" real soon. A few days went by and I was beginning to wonder where she was and if she was having second thoughts. That was until I answered the phone at work on Friday afternoon. "Hello." "Hi Jason, it's Ellece." "Hey, what's up?" "I'm kinda busy at work so this will be brief. I got your message and was wondering if you had any plans tonight?" "Tonight? No, nothing going on," I said. "Good. I get off at 8 PM. Can you meet me at Starbucks?" "Sure thing." "I want to meet at the one by my house, you know where it is?" "Yes." "Ok. And be sure to straighten up your house. I'll have my mom's new camera with me, and we don't want any clutter in the background of your pictures." "Oh, ok." "Alright, see ya then!" she whispered. Click. I sat in my chair a bit dazed for a minute. That conversation happened so fast I didn't have time to think. Ellece had just set up the entire event in under 30 seconds. When I came to my senses I thought it was a bit odd that she wanted to meet at the Starbucks by her house, since we'd be coming back to my house for the photo shoot. After all, she did live almost an hour away from me. I didn't think to ask her why, not that I had much time to ask. I quickly shrugged that off and it was at that point that it really hit me, I was going to get naked for this girl. I think I must have turned three shades of red from head to toe. My heart was racing and my hands were shaking like a leaf. I was no good at work the rest of the afternoon. I couldn't concentrate on what I was doing for thoughts of what was going to happen later on tonight. Five o'clock couldn't get here fast enough. Once I got home from work I'd have a couple hours to straighten things up before I would be off out the door to meet her. When I got home I made sure all the dishes were rinsed out and in the dishwasher, everything was wiped down, the carpet vacuumed, etc. The house looked better than it had in weeks. After that I shaved, took a quick shower and stepped into the closet to decide what to wear. It seemed kind of pointless really, to pick out something nice since in just a little while I would be wearing nothing at all, save a smile. But you just can't walk into Starbucks buck-naked and order a latte (that's the subject of a different fantasy all-together, that I may or may not realize some day). But right now I had another fantasy to fulfill and the time was almost at hand. I put on a black button up shirt, my favorite pair of jeans, and headed out the door. When I got to Starbucks Ellece was not there, so I ordered my latte and sat down to wait. I was half of the way through with it when I saw her pull in and park. She hopped out of her car wearing a tight black mini-skirt that was about three or four inches above the knee. She had a hot pink sleeveless blouse, it was ribbed and very tight. It accentuated her trim waist and perky little breasts. She wasn't wearing hose and had on some very nice, strappy, black high-heel shoes. I could only imagine what kind of undies she had to go with that outfit! I wasn't the only one to take notice. Ellece had also caught the eye of several guys in the corner, who were less than subtle with there ogling. As she walked through the door she gave them a smile, then walked over to me and gave me a big hug before stepping up to the counter to order. When she came back with her drink a minute later she didn't sit down. She just smiled at me and said, "You ready?". "Sure am," I said. "Ok, then lets go." We stepped outside and I was heading for my car when she said, "Why don't you ride with me. We can come back for your car later." My practical side didn't like leaving my car there, but I wasn't saying no to her, so I just walked on over and hopped in her car. "So, how was work?" she asked. "I couldn't tell you. My mind was pretty much blown when you called." "Oh really, well, you haven't seen anything yet." She started the car and backed out slowly. She had a jazz guitar CD in the player, kind of upbeat and fast. I'm into all sorts of music, so I notice that sort of thing. We shot the breeze for a few minutes on the way to my house. As I said before, she lives almost an hour away from me, so we had a bit of a ride in front of us. About 30 minutes into the trip was the first time we really brought up the picture topic. She asked me what sort of poses did I want to do first. I told her I wasn't real sure, that we'd just have to see what comes to mind when the mood hits us. It was at that point that she said, "Well, why don't you go ahead and take your clothes off now." "Now?" I asked, sort of stunned. "Yeah," she said, "You don't want to have any crease marks from your clothes do you? Besides, I'm gonna see you anyway, so what's the harm? And it is dark outside now, nobody will see." I sat there in stunned silence for what seemed like forever, but what was probably only a few seconds. She did have a point about the crease marks, especially from my socks. That would look sort of stupid. But I wasn't too sure about stripping down in the car. Although we would be on the highway most of the trip and it was unlikely anyone would see me. Still, I was a bit shocked at the idea. "Jason?" "Huh?" I answered, almost in a daze. "Aren't you gonna do it now, for me, please?" she asked, in a pleading, almost pouty voice. Then she grinned from ear to ear. Well, what could I say. First went the shoes, then my socks. As I unbuttoned my shirt I looked at Ellece for reassurance. She smiled again, a smile that simply melted my heart. It was a look of encouragement, but of appreciation also (with just a hint of mischievousness). I was enjoying this so much. My heart was in overdrive as I finished with the shirt and folded it neatly, laying it in the back seat. I undid my belt and slid it off. Then unbuttoned my jeans, and pulled them down to my knees. Getting out of pants in a car is not the easiest thing to do. As I wiggled around to get them off Ellece giggled a little girlish laugh, and swerved onto the shoulder for just a second. "Both eyes on the road missy!" I shouted with a wink. "Sorry. I just can't help peaking" she said flirtatiously with a naughty grin. With me sitting there, naked save my boxers I had reached the point of no return. "Here goes everything," I said with a smile. Then I just stared straight ahead out the window and slid them off very slowly, then tossed them in the back seat along with my other clothes. I couldn't believe this. Here I sat naked as the day I was born, exposing myself in all my naked glory to Ellece, and in the front seat of her car at that. "Well, that is that," I said. "Oh my," she whispered. "I can't believe you just did that." "Me either." "Jason, your body is gorgeous. Oh my gosh, I can't believe you are really naked in my car. You are so brave." I could tell she was really excited, her voice got kind of soft and shy, it was easy to tell she was very appreciative of what I had just done. We had another 20 minutes or so to drive. Neither of us said much. The air was thick with excitement and the anticipation of what the rest of the evening had in store. As we approached my home I told Ellece that she'd better pull in the alley and park in the back drive, since I wasn't too keen on the neighbors seeing me in this state of undress. She pulled in and parked. I stepped out of the car nervously, looking around to make sure I wasn't seen. No one was around, as usual, so I gathered my clothes out of the back seat and got my keys out of my pants pocket. If the rest of the night was going to reach the excitement level of the car ride home then I was ready to begin. Ellece stepped through the door and I locked it behind her. I asked if she wanted a drink, and she said yes. We both stood in my kitchen for a few minutes drinking a coke; me naked, her in the black skirt and sexy pink top. It was very odd, but erotic nonetheless. She kept scanning my body with her eyes, over and over again. I did likewise. She was so sexy and the moment was so sexually charged that I felt high. "Ready to make some art?" she asked with a furtive glance up and down my nude body, before she looked me in the eyes and said, "I sure am." With that she proceeded to get her camera out and ready. Without a word she started snapping pictures, one after the other. I didn't really pose, the way I had thought I might. At first I just stood there, nude, all the while Ellece was circling me and capturing one shot after another. We moved from the kitchen to the living room. I laid down on the couch, first on my side, facing away from her. She continued to snap away, the only sound in the room was the sound of the camera shutter. I rolled over flat on my stomach, and the feel of the soft leather couch on my penis was amazing. Ellece continued to click away, and began saying things like "Jason, you are so beautiful" and "oh my goodness, you are so sexy". I rolled over on my back, still on the couch. I had become partially aroused while laying on my stomach. "I love the way you look when you are becoming excited." she said softly. As she continued to snap photos, walking all around me from one vantage point to another, I continued to grow more and more excited. It happened very slowly, and she captured the entire transformation in pictures. After a few minutes of changing from pose to pose on the couch I was fully aroused. I have never felt as naked and vulnerable as I did at that moment sitting on my couch. I looked up at Ellece, and she had stopped taking photos. She was just staring at me, ogling my body from one end to the other, pausing to make eye contact with me each time her eyes rolled over my body. She then asked me to lay down on the glass coffee table. I moved over to the table and sat down on the edge. The cold, hard feel of the glass against my backside sent shivers up my spine. Ellece started snapping photos again. I then lay back slowly on the table for her. First reclining on my elbows, then laying down completely. She towered over me, taking one photo, then another, and another. "This is so sensual, Jason," she cooed. "I wish you could see from my vantage point." "I wish you could see from mine." I answered. The feeling I had as she stood over me, camera in hand, capturing image after image of my nude body lying against the glass table was more erotic than anything I could imagine. Roll over, she motioned to me, not saying a word. Without hesitation I changed positions, and now my member was wedged between the hard glass and my abdomen. The feel of my warm flesh against the glass was absolutely incredible. After clicking off a few more photos Ellece then slid under the table. Looking at her through the glass, lying under me on the floor in that pink blouse and super short skirt sent a wave of feelings flooding over me. As she snapped away photos from beneath me I felt that familiar feeling roll through my body, over and over, like being pounded against the surf by a sea of endless waves. I reached down and grabbed my my hard, throbbing cock. I jerked on it violently, and exploded, all over the glass, all over my stomach. My warm juices spread out all over me and pressed against the glass table. All the while Ellece kept taking photos. When I had come down from my climax there she still lay, under the table, under me, just looking up into my eyes with a look of awe and admiration. As I lay there looking at her through the glass table she slowly slipped her pink blouse over the top off her head. She then slid her hands down her sides and to her skirt, then slid it off slowly. Ellece now lay under me clothed in white lace bra and panties. She began to rub her hands up and down her body, and through her hair, which sent shock waves through me. This unbelievable show went on for several minutes. Finally she slid out from underneath the table, and as she did I slid off too, landing on top of her. Our lips met and we kissed deeply. After that kiss we just sat on the floor in silence for several minutes, looking into each others eyes. The electricity between us at that moment was incredible. It was such an amazing experience I didn't want the night to end.