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My first photos of a naked woman

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: hotnipples Posted on: 26 Oct 2004 2 comments
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I've always liked photography, and early on I wanted to take pictures of naked women. I read magazines and thought about it. My first chance came in early high school.In high school, I took pictures for the yearbook and stuff like that. When I was a sophomore I became friends with a guy, Buddy, and quickly I also became friends with his sister, who was 19 years old. In fact, I became mesmerized and infatuated with her. She was working nights in a restaurant, and so in the afternoons I'd hang out and watch her get ready for work. She had large dark eyes and a round soft mouth, nicely shaped with full lips. She was slim and short, and had smallish breasts.We became more and more "intimate". I'd hang out in the bathroom while, dressed in just a towel, she'd put on her makeup and do her hair. I was young and she was so erotic. She knew she was "teasing" me. Soon I was helping her clip her bra, and choose her clothes. Every night, I fantasized about her back home in my bed.She had a boyfriend a few years older than her, who was in the marines and wasn't always around. He had an apartment in town where they met...she was having sex with him for the first time in her life, and told me about it. I would stand and listen and my heart would pound.Her brother and I messed around with photography, and he set up a darkroom in their garage. He was protective of her, and didn't really like how much I hung around her, but certainly couldn't stop his older sister.I took some "portraits" of her, one of which won an award. She gave them to her boyfriend. He was going away for about three months, and after he left, she asked me to take some "sexy" pictures to send to him. I must NEVER show them to anyone, and not tell Buddy! He'd kill me, and her too. We set up a date to meet at the apartment.I brought my equipment, and nervously set it up. She wanted to be on the bed in a new "shorty" nightie, and went to the bathroom to change. She came and I could see a bra clearly through the nightie. I started taking pictures while she struck sexy poses. I was fumbling away, totally excited. I kept telling her how great she looked, but I was afraid to say how "sexy". The room was getting very hot. She leaned forward, showing her breasts over the top of the nightie. I shot away. She struck more poses.She took off the whole nightie, and was there on the bed, in front of me, completely naked except for bra and panties. I'd never seen a naked girl like that, and I was shaking and blushing and panting and trying to keep going with pictures. She had dark black hair and rounded hips, and got up on all fours... Then she knelt on her feet, reached around her back and unclasped her bra. She carefully tossed it aside. She turned forward again, and let her breasts dangle. They were pointed, hanging in triangles, with dark brown nipples which rounded and stiffened the ends of her dangling breasts. She cupped them in her hands, and held them out to the camera. Her lips and eyes were both wide and flushed. Her body was warm and moved like a cat. Her face was flushed and red. I began to feel calm and full of a wonderful warmth and moved smoothly and surely. My heart was pounding, my face flushed, but my hands and eyes worked smoothly and precisely. Her nipples were erect, now, as I saw from the pictures later.I began to get an erection. For the first time, I enjoyed an erection in her presence, and I felt my dick push up my pants. I felt proud and manly. It seemed like this lasted for hours, perhaps it was only minutes, but it was sooooo awesome. She posed more, up on her knees, slipping her panties down a little to show her pubic hair. "I have to stop now", she said, and got up off the bed, grabbing her nightie but leaving the bra on the open sheet.Several minutes passed before she came out of the bathroom. My heart was pounding and I was nervous again. She came out was relaxed and flushed. I didn't understand then, but now I know she must have jilled herself before she dressed. Her hair was brushed, and her eyeliner was a little blurred. She smelled different than I'd ever smelled her. She grabbed the bra and stuffed it into her bag. I took apart my tripod, and we left the apartment. On the way back, she admonished me again to never tell anyone, especially Buddy.I had to wait over a week before I could get in the darkroom without Buddy knowing. The pictures were fantastic. She was very happy, and gave me several kisses. Even better, she let her towel drop, once then again, in the bathroom when I was there, while she brushed her hair in the mirror. I watched transfixed and silent as her breasts jiggled and moved, tugged by the movement of her arms. Unfortunately, this didn't last long...she was already pregnant, and quickly married one of her ardent admirers. I became a reminder of her wild and passionate lover, the one she wouldn't marry, and then she moved out of her family's house. But it was not my last photographic adventure with women around Buddy.....