To this day I cant believe that she talked me into it but as I take a cold bottle of wine out of the fridge and place it on the kitchen table along with three glasses I can hear my wife Sarah shrieking her way through another orgasm and I know it wont be long until Tom has blasted another load of cum into her, after which they will join me and we will head out to the hot tub to relax before Tom heads back to his wife.

Tom is a photographer and just under a year ago my wife and I met him at his studio for our private shoot. When Sarah turned fifty she told me she had read an amazing article in some woman’s magazine about how a couple in their forties had decided to have some candid photos and video of themselves, whilst still both in good shape, as something to look back on when they were older and probably past the energetic sex they enjoyed at the time. As I looked at her with a puzzled and clearly questioning gaze she said,” do you think we should do something like that?”

I was rather gobsmacked at the time and Sarah said, “look! We have always had great sex and been adventurous in doing so. We have even fucked in a porn cinema as well as at a couple of dogging spots so its not like it woukd be our first time in front of someone else. We’re both still in great shape and attractive. What’s more we both found doing it in front of others really horny so I don’t see any reason why not.”

“I’ll think about it!” I replied as I continued packing for my short work trip away from home. That evening we had amazing sex and although Sarah didn’t raise the photo shoot subject I couldn’t help but wonder if the thought of it, I both our minds, was adding to the spice. Although we both always really enjoyed our pre trip sex, as well as my “return home” sex.

Two weeks later I returned home and we had a nice evening of sex, wine and nibbles. Once we were both pretty much exhausted we sat in bed together, drinking wine, and Sarah said, “I found a photographer who will do our sex shoot!” As I shot her a hard stare she shrugged her shoulders and cocked her head to one side as she said,”well you didn’t say no!”

Although I was a bit taken aback I did actually feel my cock twitching, which was something, considering it was well spent. “Go on then! Explain all.” I said.

Sarah smiled and explained that she had found several photographers on line and phoned a few before deciding on one guy called Tom. She further explained that she chose him because he was in the next town over, had a good on line portfolio and that he was young, telling me that some of the older ones had began to talk all pervy about the prospect. So it was agreed I would meet Tom and then if I agreed we would sort out a date. Tom was a nice polite black guy in his late twenties, already married with two young children. He also had a very good portfolio and had worked as a photographer made videos since he was young, working for his father and had now taken over the business. He also assured me that he had done a couple of candid shoots and one couple would be happy to provide a reference.

So we went ahead and the day of the shoot arrived. Sarah and I were very excited but a little nervous however Tom took a calm and very unhurried approach. His studio had a bed and also a couch and we spent the first half an hour drinking wine and chatting. The amorous activity just seemed to happen and we kind of forgot about the two video cameras on tripods filming everything. Tom was very professional, with very little talking. He occasionally used a hand to guide both of us to move an arm or leg to make the shot better. However one thing he did was something both Sarah and I found horny and talked about afterwards. Sarah was riding me and I was giving her nipples some hard attention which she loves, when out of nowhere Tom sprayed her nipples with a cold spray, of the type used in sports, as he said, “great nipples! This will really make them pop for the close up.”

Well it certainly had the desired effect. Sarah’s nipples were like bullets and became ultra sensitive. Within a minute she was shrieking her way through a massive orgasm as I unloaded into her, whilst clamping her nipples harder than I had ever done. That was the end of the session and as we both lay on the bed recovering Tom told us we could shower and pointed out the door to the bathroom, whilst mentioning there was only one shower. “You go first honey. No doubt you need to pee anyway.” Sarah said. She was right to. I always have the urge to pee after sex, especially if I’ve had some alcohol. So I grabbed my clothes and headed off to the bathroom.