Johanna would never have expected that
The story takes place on a Friday in the pre-Christmas season. When my wife and I were walking through a town near us a few weeks before, we read a sign: “Couples photo shoot with extras, slashed, now starting at fifty euros”. The offer sounded so good and since we wanted to have pictures taken of just the two of us again anyway, we made an appointment by phone for the said Friday when this story takes place.
She was totally in her role and absolutely horny for me
My name is Steven. I am thirty-two years old, am just under one meter ninety tall, have short dark hair, a three-day beard, glasses and have an athletic figure, at about seventy-five kilos. My wife is rather the opposite of that. She is thirty-four, measures only about one meter seventy, weighs a little over one hundred kilos, has shoulder-length brown hair, a more than ample bust and of course according to her weight, a corpulent figure. But that never bothered me, even though she had a good twenty kilos less on her ribs when we met.
My wife’s name is Johanna. Johanna and I even took vacation for that day, since the appointment was at ten in the morning. Both of our children were in kindergarten that day. We both put on good clothes that day. I was wearing a turquoise sweater and gray jeans. Johanna was wearing a dark blue sweater and black cloth pants. As a change of clothes I had a red sweater and blue jeans with me. My wife, on the other hand, could not pull herself together again and took what felt like a whole suitcase with her, including a white blouse and even her red dress.
We positioned ourselves on the couch and more pictures followed
I just thought it was winter, but should do them. For afterwards we had already arranged with Johanna’s mom that we would come over, because she would only start working in the afternoon. So we left home around nine so we would have enough time. Of course, this was the right decision, because finding this photo studio was already not easy, let alone finding an appropriate parking space. Unfortunately, we had to park a bit away and then walked about five minutes to get there. Once there, the door was locked. However, there was a bell, whereby we were let in after pressing it.
It went up one floor and suddenly stood in a very large photo studio. A nice gentleman greeted us in a friendly manner and asked us to put our things behind the screen. We did so and looked around a bit. There was a white couch, a beautiful fireplace with an expensive rug in front of it with a chair on it and a corner bench right by the window with a beautiful view over the city. The man instructed us on how to position ourselves and first took some great pictures on the couch and a few more in front of the fireplace, until he asked if we had some change of clothes as well so we could bring some other color options into play.
I put my hand on her thigh and kissed her
We answered in the affirmative, but since I didn’t have that much choice with me, I could only offer him that I change sweaters and jeans once. He now looked at Johanna and found interesting the very things I was wondering about – the white blouse and the red dress. He now asked us to change and went back to the camera. Johanna should put on her dress and over it her blouse. I didn’t think this would look good together. So by good I meant sexy. Her dress was always very tight and had not exactly covered her figure, besides, through it you could see her thick calves. I always found it very arousing, but others may not necessarily.
We came out from behind the screen and the photographer was smiling a bit now. Now I also noticed that there was another colleague in the photo studio who was very much in the background. Now we should sit down on the couch and look deep into each other’s eyes. He took a few snapshots and then he wanted me to put my hand on her thigh and we kissed. Of course we did and intimately, with tongue. Slowly we found it a bit strange, but me at least, it turned on a bit. He sent us to change again. On the way there, we whispered why we should change again now.
Her panties were already deliciously wet with excitement in the front
Arriving at the screen, suddenly our things were no longer there. Somewhat horrified, we looked at each other. I really thought what was going on here. There were suddenly other things on the chairs. There were bright red panties on mine and fishnet pantyhose on Johanna’s chair. We didn’t really know what to do now. My wife looked around the corner at the photographer, who was already naked by now. While she was still looking, I had already taken off my clothes. My slightly erect penis was now looking at Johanna. She also took off her dress and from her pink panties I saw that she also had it aroused.
This was namely a little spotty wet in the front. Now the other employee came to us – also naked and with a very great body, because Johanna looked at him very closely. He asked us if we wanted to try something erotic. Johanna asked back what that looked like. He laid out a bathrobe for her and a bluesuit for me and asked if we wanted to take some sharp shots. We’re supposed to make this a bit like a role-playing game. We were ruminating now, of course. Of course, we found this offer very tempting and exciting.
My club hard cock almost burst my pants
Now the handsome guy said that my wife could leave her pink panties on, because they were wet anyway and that came across very real on the recordings. Without us talking about it again, Johanna took off her blouse and dress. Grabbed the fishnet tights and looked first what size they were.
Fortunately, even in XXL. I slipped into my bluesuit, while I had to do that my bright red panties did not burst by my erection. That’s why I preferred to wear retro shorts. When I was done, I went back to the location where the photographer, his name was Mike, was already waiting for me.
He was relatively tall, about forty years old, had short brown hair, a normally built body and a penis the size of mine. The other man was called Samuel, was a little younger than us, had longer blond hair, a well-trained body and a penis that seemed really big even in its normal state. Samuel now helped Johanna to get dressed. She managed most of it on her own, but he helped her with a few last grips and kept touching her body with his cock, probably on purpose. Johanna noticed this, of course, and always stared briefly, at least she tried to be somewhat inconspicuous, at his cock.
We should do it with each other like in a porno
The fishnet tights were a bit tight, but she still fit in quite well, however her pink panties didn’t quite match the outfit. Samuel disappeared again while Johanna put on her bathrobe. Then she came to me with slightly flushed cheeks and we looked at each other a little embarrassed. Now Samuel came again. He had a washing machine in his hands and placed it against a wall near the couch. I really wondered how he could carry the heavy washing machine so easily. Johanna watched him closely as he did so instead.
Now Mike came to us and explained again briefly what we should do roughly. In short, exactly the same as in a cheap porn. He asked us again if we really wanted this. We looked at each other, nodded at each other, and both said yes. He sent me out the door into the stairwell and Johanna took up position at the washing machine. She noticed now that there were her things in the washing machine. We were both so excited that our hearts were both pounding loudly. Mike said, “Action!” and Johanna slipped into her role.
She opened the door for me in her hot short bathrobe
She knelt in front of the washing machine and shook her head, cursing to herself, “What a bummer! Why is it breaking down right now? I need the stuff tomorrow after all! What do I do now?” Then she thought for a moment. She stood up, grabbed the phone on the couch and held it to her ear. After a few seconds she said, “Yes hello, can you please come quickly? My washing machine broke and I need my clothes for work tomorrow!” Then she waited briefly and then said: ” Ok in twenty minutes! Thank you!” and put the phone back on the couch and settled down next to it.
Now she took a waiting position until Mike said “Ok stop, thanks!”. “That was already very good! Now it’s the craftsman’s turn!” My wife was very relieved about her acting talent. Mike said again, “Action!” and I rang the doorbell in the stairwell. Johanna got up from the sofa and just mumbled, “Finally!” and walked towards the door. She opened the door for me in her bathrobe, which only went to about the back of her knee, showing her plump lower legs in the fishnet tights. “There you are at last! It’s been thirty minutes!
Constantly I had to look at her big ass and became horny
Now please hurry up! I need my stuff tomorrow!” she snapped at me. I was a bit taken aback by how well my wife took to her role. “Yes I’m sorry, I couldn’t come any faster!”, I said to her. Somewhat annoyed, she replied, “Yes, if they say so!” She closed the door and showed me the way to the washing machine, while I looked at her wide butt, which even the bathrobe could not conceal. She stopped at the washing machine and said, “Here, the damn thing doesn’t work anymore! Can you fix them?” I just said, “Well, I’ll have to see about that!”
She now knelt down to the washing machine, looked inside the drum and said, “The problem must be here!” At the same time she wagged her butt like a dog. Her bathrobe had of course now also slipped up a little. Her butt was still covered, but now you could see her pantyhose well. She stood up now and sent me downstairs with a, “Take a look!”. I was now kneeling in front of the washing machine and looking into the drum. After a short time I said, “Yes I see the problem! Should be solved right away!” I pretended to screw around with it, tapped it a bit, and then crawled my head back out.
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“So that should have been it!”, I stated. Johanna was visibly relieved and asked, “Well, very nice! And how much do I owe them now?” I stood up and thought for a moment. I replied, “Three hundred and twenty euros!” She was blindsided. Completely horrified, she replied to me: “That can’t be! So much money for so little work! I don’t have that kind of money right now!” “Well I look again!” and bent down again to the washing machine. I looked for her things, grabbed them and took them out. “Well what do we have here?” looking at her oversized clothes. “What are you doing?” was all she said, but I interrupted her and said, “Okay, three hundred!”
Completely beside herself, she knelt down beside me and replied, slightly exasperated, “But I can’t give you that much! Can’t you make it cheaper? Just for me?” “I could do it cheaper for you…” and didn’t finish the sentence and instead grabbed her butt and patted it. Somewhat puzzled, she asked me, “What are you doing?” “Well, I could do something about the price…”, I said. “If I do what?” she asked me now. “You know very well what lowers the price!” and I pushed her robe up a bit so I could touch her plump butt properly. She looked at me, but she didn’t say anything, because suddenly she was no longer in her role, but just horny for me.
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