Lew's Photo Studio Book 8
Copyright© 2025 by Lew Pit
Chapter 79: Taking Janet’s backdoor virginity
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 79: Taking Janet’s backdoor virginity - The Horse riding club convinces Lew again to have a free photo shoot except for Hellen. The results of the photoshoot are presented. Lew finally gets a haircut and plays with the hairdresser's help. The Canadian girls get tested in Tanja’s club. Petra reveals some of her adventures as a concierge. Lew is roped into performing a long-awaited deflowering of Janet. Tanja’s American cruise friends finally make an appearance. Dawn’s dad is tricked.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Coercion Consensual Reluctant Slavery Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Father Daughter BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Anal Sex Oral Sex Squirting Voyeurism Porn Theatre
Sunday evening, at a quarter to six, I picked Janet up at her home. Both George and Dawn waved us out. They were going together to the club later that evening.
Janet looked absolutely stunning. The dress she wore was not too revealing but just enough to get my blood to stream a bit harder. The tops of her voluptuous D-cups were bulging a bit out of the top of the dress, pushed up, I guess, by a strong bra, giving a breathtaking view of cleavage. Her dress stopped mid-thigh, showing off her nice legs hugged by black nylons, with her feet encased in fuck-me heels.
She was surprised when we arrived at the restaurant, and I drove to the back.
“Why are you parking behind the restaurant, Lew? Are you afraid of being seen with me?”
“No, dear, I just don’t want you to ruin your beautiful shoes having to walk all the way over the gravel of the parking lot.”
“Yes, but now I’ll have to do that to get to the front door.”
“No, you won’t, dear, as we’ll be using the back door, no pun intended, which will only take you a maximum of five steps.”
“Why will we be using the back door then?”
“Just follow me, and you’ll soon see why.” As agreed with Claire, I first knocked two times, followed by another three taps on the door. Five seconds later, the door swung open, and Claire was waiting for us with a big smile on her face.
“Welcome, Lew, and ... oh my God, Janet, that’s been a while!”
“No, please don’t let it be true; you two know each other?”
“Knowing is a big word. We went to the same school, but Janet was a couple of years ahead of me. We had joined the same gymnastics club, though.”
“Yes, we did, Lew, and we had a great time at that club.”
“So, what brings you here, and with Lew, dear, are you no longer married to your school sweetheart George?”
“Yes, I still am; we celebrated our silver anniversary last summer.”
“So, what’s the occasion?”
“It’s rather difficult.”
“Don’t tell me he’s convinced you to pose in the nude?”
“No, we did that for our anniversary, George and I together.”
“In the nude?”
“Yes.”
“That must have been quite an adventure.”
“You better believe it.”
“Oh, I’d love for you to tell me all about it, but maybe some other time, as we are on a tight schedule.”
“Are we?”
“Yes, when I let patrons use the kitchen table, I have to get them out of here in two hours max, or the chef will fire or maybe even kill me.”
“So why do you do it then?”
“It’s a unique thing, and I only do it for very special customers.”
“And Lew is one of those customers?”
“Yes, he is. He’s such a dear; I simply can’t refuse him anything. So please come through and take a seat; I’ll pour you a nice glass of bubbly.”
“While we read the menu, I guess?” Janet said.
“I’m afraid not, dear; when you dine in the kitchen, it’s the chef who decides what you’ll have,” I filled in for Janet.
“Oh dear, this really is a unique experience then.”
“Absolutely, just relax and let it come over you.”
Janet was overwhelmed by what was going on in the kitchen—to see all the people working together to create the unique dishes. The chef was like a conductor of a big orchestra—well, not too big; it was a sextet working the stoves and creating all the different dishes. Claire made sure we had all the correct accompanying wines with the food, and exactly two hours later she ushered us out, but not after I heard her whisper in Janet’s ear that she wanted to see her again to find out what the real purpose of this dinner with me was.
“Was Claire curious?”
“Eh, what?”
“I asked if Claire was curious as to why we were there?”
“Eh, no, not really.”
“Come on, Janet, I know her. She always wants to know what the story is when I bring someone, especially if she hasn’t seen that person with me before.”
“OK, she indeed wanted to know why we were there.”
“And are you going to tell her?”
“Are you mad? This isn’t something I want to tell the world about.”
“Excellent, I see we are on the same page. I don’t want this publicized either.”
“So where do we go from here? Are you going to ravish me in your car? Do we go to a hotel...”
“I thought we better do this in the safety and comfort of my place.”
“Oh God, thank you for that; I’m nervous enough as it is.”
“There’s no need to be nervous, Janet. I can assure you that you’re gonna love it—well, Dawn did.”
“Where did you take her anal virginity?”
“Normally I would not discuss this with anybody, but seeing it is your daughter, we did it in my apartment.”
“Did you take her there?”
“No, she came on her own and demanded I take her anal virginity.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really.”
“God, I would never have expected this from Dawn. That girl keeps surprising me every day.”
“Did you expect her to ask her dad to take her to the club?”
“Yes and no. We discussed it, and we thought that it would be a good idea to keep George’s mind off what’s going to happen to me.”
“I see. There is one thing I’ve got on my mind, though. If you do like this anal stuff in the future, how are you going to manage it when George isn’t willing to accommodate you? I warned you this is a one-time deal. You can’t keep coming back to me for more.”
“I know, but Dawn told me she had something in mind to help me out and convince George to go for it in the future.”
“I wonder what that might be?”
“I have no idea. She didn’t want to tell me more, but she guaranteed me that once she’d taken care of it, George would probably no longer make a problem of it.”
By the time we finished this little chat, we had arrived at my place and gotten out of the car. I let Janet in.
“So Janet, can I offer you a drink?”
“That might not be a bad idea, Lew. I had some drinks at the restaurant, but I’m still very nervous, and a drink might be what I need to settle my nerves completely.”
“OK, how about a Baileys on ice?”
“Sounds wonderful.”
“OK, a Baileys on ice it is. It’s one of my favorites as well, so I’ll join you.”
I poured the drinks, and we toasted. Taking the glass from Janet’s hand, I put one arm around her and kissed her tenderly. That was the first time I had kissed this woman, and I must say that she was a very good kisser.
Softly and tenderly, we engaged in some tongue gymnastics. I let my hands travel over her back, towards her shoulders and the top of the dress, to where the zipper started. I pulled it slowly down, baring her back. Janet leaned forward to facilitate my movements. Once the zip was all the way down to her bottom, I gently took her by her upper arms and made her stand up so I could remove the dress completely by pulling it forward. Once it was down to the floor, Janet stepped out of it.
She stood now in front of me in her underwear. She had gone all the way, with a lacy push-up bra, skimpy panties, and, to my utter joy, a garter belt holding up a pair of black nylons. I looked up in her eyes with utter admiration.
“God, Janet, you are a gorgeous woman.”
“Thanks, Lew, you like it?”
“Like it? This is what every man dreams of finding when he undresses a woman he intends to have sex with. Would you mind terribly if I took a few pictures?”
“No, of course not; please do. George hasn’t seen me in this outfit yet, and it would be great to be able to give him a little preview before I let him see it live.”
I grabbed my camera and started shooting away. Janet took on all the poses you can imagine, including bending over, keeping her legs straight with her butt up in the air, and allowing me to take a peek between her opened legs.
In the meantime, George and his daughter Dawn had a nice dinner at home, prepared by Dawn. She instructed her dad to set the table and put on a nice suit as if they too were going to a fancy restaurant. Once the table was set, Dawn added a few candles and asked George to open a bottle of bubbly and get a nice bottle of wine from the cellar. While George was doing that, Dawn went to her bedroom to change. She was determined to seduce her father, so she put on a very revealing dress featuring spaghetti straps, a breathtaking plunging neckline, and an almost nonexistent back, just showing a narrow strap of her bra. The thing looked more like a baby doll to sleep in than a dress.
She shouted from her bedroom that Dad should take a seat at the table and that she would be serving the first course of their fancy dinner. When she came into the living room with the two crab cocktails she had prepared, George’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
“Something wrong, Dad?” Dawn asked innocently.
“No, no ... darling, I just didn’t expect you to look so sexy for a father-daughter dinner.”
“You like? I thought it would be nice to dress up, as we will be going to the club afterward, unless, of course, you would prefer to play at home?”
“Euh, what do you mean play at home?”
“Well, there isn’t much we can do at the club that we can’t also do here, and maybe you don’t want to be seen playing with your daughter.”
While Dawn was saying that, she slipped the spaghetti straps off of her shoulders, letting the garment slide down her young body and drop to the floor. Stepping over it, she placed the crab cocktails on the table, bending forward with her boobs now prominently showing.
“Would you mind putting the food back in the fridge, darling?”
“Why, Daddy? Do you prefer to play first and eat afterward?”
“Euh ... maybe yes.”
“OK!”
Dawn turned around, showing her delectable tush to her dad, and walked back to the fridge. Upon her return, she straddled her dad, took his hands in hers, and placed them firmly on her bra-covered boobs. Then she took hold of his head, bent forward, and kissed him full on the mouth, invading it with her agile tongue. After a good five minutes of tongue tango, she slid back a bit, put her hands behind her back, and unhooked her bra, unveiling her perky B-cups sporting rock-hard nipples as proof of her arousal. Between her legs, pushing against her bottom, she felt Daddy’s cock growing.
“God, Dawn, what are you doing to me?”
“Nothing that you haven’t been dreaming about for many years. To make love to your daughter.”
“And is that something that you would want as well?”
“Yes, Daddy, I’ve been fantasizing about it ever since you returned from your photoshoot with Lew and learned how to pleasure Mummy properly.”
“How did you find out about what I learned at Lew’s?”
“Come on, Dad, before the photoshoot, sex was like a forbidden word in this house.”
“That’s not true; we were always open about it.”
“I’m afraid that your open wasn’t the same as mine. Since you came back from that adventure, you couldn’t stop talking about sex and how great it can be, and neither could Mom. So let’s no longer talk about it; just fuck me!”
Dawn got up from her father’s lap, took his hand, and guided him upstairs to the bedroom, where she unceremoniously pushed him onto the bed and started undoing the button and zipper of his pants. His boxers followed quickly after his pants. In the meantime, George had undone the buttons of his shirt and removed it. Dawn climbed on the bed, stood astride her father, and slowly slid her panties down, giving him a full view of her shaved, already dripping pussy.
George lifted his arms toward Dawn’s hips, but before he could reach her, she dropped and placed her snatch in front of his mouth. He immediately understood what was expected of him. He latched on and began licking and sucking her womanhood. She in turn moved back and forth over his mouth, making sure that not only her snatch got licked but also her perineum and even her little brown eye. George didn’t pay much attention to what exactly he was licking; he was just enjoying himself.
After about ten minutes of intense munching, Dawn stood up again and turned around into a 69 position and gobbled up her dad’s cock. For George, it was all OK; he just continued to munch on his daughter’s goodies while at the same time pawing her glorious tits, occasionally pinching her hard nipples. What he wasn’t aware of was that Dawn was on a mission.
When he was nice and very hard, Dawn again changed positions, now straddling him, supporting herself with her hands on his chest. She positioned George’s cock exactly at the entrance of her wet pussy and slid down, taking him inside in one movement.
“Oh Dawn, that feels so good. That I can experience this is just out of this world.”
“Just let me handle it, Daddy. I’ll make sure you have the time of your life.”
George closed his eyes and enjoyed the ride, again pawing Dawn’s tits. Dawn went up and down and up and down on his cock, not letting it slip out of her pussy, until...
All of a sudden she went all the way up, letting George’s cock slip out.
“Oops, I was going too hard,” she shouted while grabbing George’s cock to hold it for him to let her slide over it again ... he thought, but Dawn had something else in mind. She made a small movement, tilting her pelvis so that George’s cock was now aimed at her anus, unbeknownst to the owner of said cock.
At exactly that same moment in another bedroom on the other side of the village, another cock was pointing at another backdoor, only this cock and backdoor were well aware of what was about to happen in the coming seconds. The receiver was on all fours with her ass sticking out, and the aggressor was holding on to the “victim’s” haunches, ready to perform this, according to the innocent assailant in this other bedroom, heinous act.
“Are you ready, Janet?”
“Yes, Lew, do it. I want to feel your beautiful cock in my ass.”