Hannah and I Entertain Men at an Amateur Camera Club
Copyright© 2026 by AnnaTartyWife
Chapter 2
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Hannah, my sons fiancee and I entertain group of men at an amateur photography club.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual True Story Sharing Slut Wife InLaws Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts
As We pulled up to the amateur photography club just after dark, my short frame feeling the cool air under that tiny black mini skirt with nothing beneath my seamed sheer black tights. Hannah walked beside me, her massive tits straining the thin white teddy that rode so high it split her pussy lips wide open, Hannah’s big tits jiggled in her white teddy as we stepped inside. The five men—James, Kevin, Steve, Paul, and Dave—plus Ryan waited with cameras, their eyes already roaming.
The five men plus Ryan greeted us with hungry stares and cameras ready. “Fuck, these two whores are dressed to get used,” Kevin snarled, his fat thick cock already swelling in his trousers. We paused at the doorway, letting them stare. I shifted my weight, crossing my legs slowly so the skirt rode up just enough to flash the top of my tights and the smooth skin above. Hannah arched her back, pushing her chest forward while her hand brushed mine, fingers linking for a second as if to steady us both.
The men’s cameras stayed lowered, but their gazes traced every curve, building that slow burn of being watched without a single photo yet taken.
The men ordered us to strip in the main room, their cameras already raised but not yet clicking. I peeled off the white blouse slowly, letting my bare tits spill free, nipples stiffening under their hungry stares. Hannah tugged her teddy down inch by inch, exposing her shaved cunt and big ass to the group.
They handed over the new outfits: a purple thong set for me paired with matching seamed stockings, and for Hannah an ivory white seamed stockings pair with a crotchless peephole bra and panties. We changed teasingly, bending at the waist to roll the stockings up our legs one at a time. The sheer fabric whispered against my skin as I smoothed it higher, the purple thong’s thin string vanishing between my cheeks when I stepped into it.
Hannah’s peephole bra left her nipples poking through, her crotchless panties framing her wet slit perfectly.
Steve’s hand grabbed my ass mid-change, fingers digging in as he growled, “Look at those slutty legs,” Steve growled, his hand already grabbing my ass as I stepped into the thong, the thin string vanishing between my cheeks.
I lingered on each movement, rolling the stockings higher with deliberate pauses, smoothing the seams straight while bending deeper so my ass cheeks spread slightly. Hannah mirrored me, tugging her new panties into place with a wiggle, the fabric parting her lips as she adjusted them right in front of everyone. I adjusted the purple thong set hugging my short frame, the thin straps biting into my hips while the matching seamed stockings stretched tight over my legs, their purple tops biting into my soft thighs with every shift.
My anklets clinked softly, delicate chains with tiny bells and a dangling ‘SLUT’ tag brushing my ankles above the red heels, drawing every eye to how they framed my calves.
Hannah’s ivory white seamed stockings gleamed under the lights, the sheer fabric parting at her crotchless panties to expose her shaved slit completely, while her peephole bra let those massive tits spill out with nipples stiff and begging. The SLUT choker around her neck matched mine, the loop ready for a chain as she bent to tweak her stockings higher. I stood close to Hannah, my white blouse open with no bra, nipples hard as I pressed my body against hers.
“Spread those legs wider, Anna,” James directed, camera clicking.
Hannah’s hand slid up my thigh, fingers rubbing my bare pussy through the tights. “Mmm, your cunt’s already wet, you dirty bitch,” she whispered loud enough for them all to hear, her tongue licking my neck. I moaned and grabbed her big tits, squeezing them hard while the men adjusted their growing bulges. “Tease her clit, Hannah—make her beg,” Steve ordered, his beard scratching his chin as his cock hardened visibly.
Hannah’s fingers pushed aside the fabric, stroking my slit slowly. “Feel that dripping hole? She’s such a slut for all your cocks,” she taunted, pressing her thigh between my legs so I ground against it. My hands roamed her ass, pulling the teddy higher to expose her. The men’s trousers tented more with each snap, their breathing heavy.