Photogenic Wife Chapter One
Copyright© 2026 by Ribbleman
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A husband makes enquiries with a photographer regarding having his wife pose for explicit shots. When she is left alone with the photographer she shows just how daring she can be. But the husband is not fooled.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Exhibitionism Oral Sex Voyeurism
The man who ran the high street photography studio put down the camera he was cleaning and looked at the potential client.
‘So are you clear in your head about what sort of pics you require? And more importantly, does your wife agree with your choice? You’ve already hinted that nice family portraits and pics of you both with your pet dog aren’t what you have in mind, but can you be more specific.’
The customer gave him a hard look, ‘Like I’ve already explained, a mutual and discreet friend said that I should come and speak to you after I told him my wife and I had a mutual desire for her to have some explicit photos taken by a professional photographer.’
‘Yes, I do undertake private work catering for the more adventurous types - as long as they make it clear exactly what their limits are - how far they want to go. So my first question is this - does her idea of ‘explicit’ agree with what you have in mind?’
The photographer took a deep sigh, indicating he was becoming bored, given the man had spent a great deal of time skirting around the matter and not being specific as to how far he and his wife were prepared to go.
‘It can be quite tedious for me and embarrassing for them when the wife is posing and husband either wants to push her beyond what she’s comfortable with, or vice versa, the wife shocks her husband by taking her knickers off and spreading her thighs! To some people the limits of posing for ‘explicit’ shots means knelt on a rug in lacy bra and knickers. What I’m really saying is that I need to know what is acceptable before I start clicking away and posing your wife. You don’t need me for those bra and knickers shots - you can take those yourself. I make sure I’m never in a position where I leave myself open to having a screaming wife or husband accuse me of sexual impropriety because I’ve posed her in a certain way. If you and your wife want complete control on how she’s posed then, like I’ve said, you don’t need to pay me just to click the shutter - take the pics yourself.’
The blunt and direct attitude of the photographer caused the man to step back somewhat and he had no choice but to go away and rethink the idea with his wife. Two days he called the owner of the studio and agreed on the conditions.
‘We’d like to book a session with you - with the understanding that you let my wife start off doing what she finds comfortable and give her time to settle in. However, we have agreed that once she’s happy with the situation she will be the one who decides how far she wants to go. She has asked me to tell you that all being well she will be happy to pose for pics far more explicit than the normal glamour pics.’
A date and time was set and the couple arrived at the studio one evening with the wife carrying a little bag containing items of her own flimsy lacy underwear. When she was shown into a dressing room the photographer had a quiet word with her husband.
‘Your name’s Ian isn’t it? I’m Gareth by the way. Look Ian, why don’t you pop back in a couple of hours - maybe go back home or go round the corner and have a couple of drinks. If you stay here, your wife will be very self-conscious and feel restricted. You’ll get better pics if you leave me to get her feeling relaxed and happy to show off her body.’
Ian saw his point and didn’t argue, leaving his wife in the hands of the professional. When his model appeared Gareth explained her husband’s absence. He had left a robe in the dressing room for her use. Eyeing her from head to foot he liked what he saw.
‘Okay Katie, why don’t you take off your robe slowly and seductively and show me what you have underneath!’
Katie liked his casual manner and tried her best to copy the poses she seen in magazines, stretching out one stocking clad leg to show off her thighs. For a while he gave limited instruction, letting her strike up her own poses, clicking away, getting her used being half naked in front of the camera of a stranger. Eventually, sensing Katie was less uptight Gareth decided it was time to move things on.
‘Your outfits are very sexy Katie - how about if you show the camera just how sexy they are - lets have some more explicit poses. We’ve had the glamour catalogue type shots, lets make them more raunchy - open your thighs and lets get a hint of what’s between your legs. That’s great, yes! Your erect nipples look amazing, how about letting the straps of your bra fall from your shoulders and uncovering your breasts - gradually, little bit at a time, give me time to take a shot or two as you show off your tits. Lovely! You’re getting me aroused!’
Gareth was happy to see his sexual banter was having an effect. Katie had no problem following his suggestions, her facial expressions showing she was enjoying the experience.
‘Play with your nipples for me Katie, God they are amazing! Look into the camera as you squeeze and pull them. Don’t forget to keep your legs open.’ (click, click, click) Now drop one hand between your legs and pull the gusset of your panties tight - let’s see the bulging lips of your vulva. Come on Katie - be a dirty girl for me!’
Amazed by how quickly his obedient model was responding to his directions Gareth felt confident he could push her even further.
‘Stroke your pussy for me, Katie, open your thighs even wider!’
Katie slipped her fingers under the flimsy lace of her panties and began to touch herself, stimulating her clitoris.
‘Tell me, do you fantasise about having another man’s cock inside you?’
‘I have done sometimes,’ she answered, panting heavily.
‘Have you ever had another man’s cock since you’ve been married?’
‘No!’
‘Look straight into the lens and imagine you’re being fucked by a guy with a big hard knob, pretend your looking into his eyes, let your face show how much you’d enjoy it!’ (click, click, click) Are you glad you came - are you enjoying posing for me?’
‘Yeah!’
‘Are you enjoying being a naughty girl?’
‘Yeah!’ she hissed, as the hand between her legs began to move up and down more rapidly.
‘Remember, what your husband gets to see is up to you - if there are some shots you don’t want him to see I can hide them from him. Only you and I will know they exist. You may decide to let him see them at a later date. You’re a fantastic model Katie - you’ve made my cock go very hard!’
Stepping closer to Katie, watching her simulation of masturbating turning into a real act of self-pleasuring, the photographer wished he’d got a cine camera set up. He stood over her, crotch just inches from her face, telling her he wanted some really close up shots.
‘A lot of my models give me a little bonus, Katie.’
‘What do you mean?’ she asked.
‘They let me take a few very private shots for my personal albums. Ones that no one else will ever see. Do you understand what I’m getting at?’
‘I think so, yes.’ Katie breathed.
‘Are you willing to let me take some now - for my own personal pleasure?’
‘Okay,’ Katie agreed in a whisper, staring at Gareth’s bulging crotch.
‘Look up at the camera, Katie.’
As she did he stepped even closer and slowly unzipped his trousers and took out his erect penis, pointing it at her mouth.
‘I want this in the shot,’ he said in a loud whisper, ‘Open your mouth like you’re about to suck my dick. Keep your mouth open and keep looking up at me.’
(Click, click, click)
‘Hold it for me, like you are masturbating me.’
‘My husband might come bursting through the door!’ Katie said, slightly alarmed now.
‘No, he can’t, I’ve locked the outer door - he will have to ring the bell and wait for me to open it.’
Gareth saw a look of deep thought and hesitation on her face then she lifted her left arm and curled her fingers around his thick shaft.
(Click, click, click)
‘Move my foreskin up and down gently so it looks more real.’
The photographer smiled when she obeyed.
‘Open your mouth and pull out your tongue like you are about to lick the tip of my cock. Keep looking directly into the camera lens.’
Holding the camera with one hand Gareth used his spare hand to cup her right breast then tweaked her nipple making her first tense up then give out a sigh.
‘You will have to get your husband to bring you here again, Katie, we can give each other so much pleasure and have lots of sexy fun!’
Her tongue was still out as he clicked the camera; he pushed forward slightly so his piss hole came into contact with the red wet appendage - he felt delighted when she licked his bell-end, her hand continued to gently and slowly move his foreskin back and forth. The man squeezed her nipple much harder making her cry out but she didn’t tell him to stop.
‘Are you sure you’ve locked the door and my husband can’t get in?’ she finally asked in a nervous soft whisper.
‘I’m positive,’ he answered.
Suddenly and unexpectedly Katie wrapped her lips around the erect cock and began to bob her head back and forth sucking hard on the hard dick, while her hand speeded up wanking the man as his penis continually hit the back of her throat. Now the photographer was moaning and groaning with glee, still clicking away.
‘You love being a naughty and dirty wife, Katie - we can give each other so much pleasure. We’ll have to see how naughty your husband wants you to be, too. Let the camera see the spunk shooting into your mouth when you feel it coming!’
Katie didn’t disappoint; as soon as she felt the first spurt of sperm hit the top of her mouth she opened wide and angled her head to look up into the camera lens.
‘Swallow it!’ Gareth ordered. Katie obliged.
‘A sexually obedient woman who likes a little bit of pain too - next time your husband leaves you with me I will fuck you!