Chapter 1

It has started out life as a fantasy situation that I had described as part of my sex play with M. We had been fucking for a few minutes with M in the cow-girl position when I described a fantasy involving a photo exhibition that featured up close and personal photos of her vagina in various stages of arousal.

M suggested some of what could have happened during the exhibition, and that spurred us on to greater levels of arousal during that time together.

Little did we know at the time that the fantasy would actually come true.

We found a photographer (Lisa) and a gallery owner (Laura) who were prepared to indulge us in our little fantasy, and help us turn it into reality.

Fast-forward about six months, and it was thirty minutes before the opening night of the exhibition that we had called "Vaginal Studies".

M and I had toured the exhibit. We were extremely happy with the very high definition prints that adorned the walls of the gallery. Each print measured 4 metres by 4 metres square, with each on display in a separate room. The lighting focused on each print, with subdued lighting in the remainder of the room.

That night would be very special with some very thought provoking and possibly controversial activities planned for the evening.

Laura had quietly advertised for audience members for the closed private first night viewing. She had vetted the people who had indicated that they wanted to come. M and I started to use the word "voyeurs" to describe the audience members, and that word stuck for use by Laura and Lisa also.

The voyeurs were selected in pairs, with some same sex pairs in the final ten pairs selected. The group would be escorted as a group from room to room.

Borrowing an idea from a recent other exhibition, the opening night voyeurs would be nude (except for a coloured eye mask which would create some anonymity and intrigue of who was attending). Each of the ten pairs would have eye masks of different colours.

M and I would be joining the group to hear their comments, whilst our beautiful photographer Lisa would be leading the group from room to room. Lisa would be nude also (we think the exhibitionistb streak was coming out in her). She would be wearing a gold coloured eye mask, and would be the only person not part of a pair.

Lisa was a very beautiful person, and we were very lucky to have met such a talented person. She had a very sexy nature and a matching killer body, with M and I having explored it at leisure prior to tonight (but that's a whole story of its own for later).

The group gathered at the entry to the first room. There were sly glances as they checked each other out. M and I hung back a little observing the assortment of voyeurs who had come to see our fantasy come to life.

Some members of the group seemed a little self-conscious at being naked, but we suspected that the use of the eye masks helped somewhat in them overcoming their fears. There was an assortment of body types, tall and short, thin and curvy, hairy and shaved ... and that was just the women. Some of the men seemed to be subtlety checking out their fellow males equipment, all of which were floppy at the moment. That would change was our prediction.

Upon entry to the room, the group was greeted by a huge floodlit print of M's vagina.

A person could stand in front of it, and they would be dwarfed by M's vagina. They could almost climb inside it if we had built one that size. Ideas for a future exhibit ... hmmmmmm.

Lots of words probably came to mind when describing the subject of the print - vagina, pussy, cunt, twat, etc. etc ... but none could adequately describe the eroticism of that very beautiful part of M's body.

This first print was named "At Rest".

As the name suggested, M's vagina was at rest prior to the start of her sexual arousal. Her lips were quite fleshy and well beautifully formed ... crinkly was a word that came to mind. You could see all the wrinkles and their darker skin colouring in the high definition print.

Lisa encouraged the voyeurs to get up close and examine ... touching the print with finger tips was encouraged. There was some hesitation to touch before a young blue-masked couple stepped forward and broke the impasse by running their fingers along the line where the lips came together.

"Ooh ... that's wet" exclaimed the young woman discovering that the print had been treated with a form of lubricant that closely resembled the natural wetness of an aroused vagina.

That comment convinced the others to put aside their inhibitions and to also touch the print.

We noted that some of the male members of the group were getting hardons with some sneaky assistance from their partners.

The second room was even more eye-opening than the first.