Glamour Shots: A Neglected Housewife’s Explosive Sexual Awakening in the Studio

I looked down at the note Daniel had left on the counter on his way out to work. "Pick up my clothes from the cleaners before I get home!" Simple and to the point. No, I love you, just his "orders for the day." I had grown to hate even being near him. We had been married for six years now, and I felt completely invisible around him. He was completely wrapped up in work 24/7, but sometimes I wondered if there was more going on at the office than he was admitting; it had been forever since he had even touched me at all. At times I felt so unattractive that I had started to wonder what was wrong with me.

 

I stood in front of the full-length mirror in our bedroom as I dressed. I mean, for a woman of thirty-three, I had always taken pride in the way I looked; my long, brown hair and voluptuous curves had turned many heads when I was single. I was a little on the short side and quite busty, but being married to Daniel had taken a toll on my confidence. Very seldom did I talk to my friends, and these days I mostly looked down, avoiding any eye contact, whenever I went out.

 

I left home at about 9:00 a.m., grabbing my purse and keys as I locked the door behind me. At the dry cleaners, I walked in and picked up Daniel's dry cleaning, writing a check and ritually signing Mrs. Marshall on the bottom line... I glanced up for a mere second and caught a glimpse of a smile from the guy behind the counter before I walked out. I put the cleaning in our 2008 blue Grand Prix and took a look around. Daniel usually didn't make it home till around 6:30 p.m., so I had plenty of time to kill. I knew how angry he got if I wasn't home when he got there, so I was sure to pay careful attention to the clock.

 

I walked down the sidewalk, window shopping, admiring the beautiful dresses and pretty accessories. I was thinking about going into a tiny shop called "Barbara's Intimates" when another sign caught my attention. In big letters across the window it read "Samuel's Glamour Portraits," and all over the rest of the window were pictures of women, before and after. I stood amazed at the transformation, as the women went from boring to beautiful. Samuel's transformation of these women was truly amazing. Perhaps, I thought to myself, just perhaps, he could do something to make me beautiful again.

 

I looked around shyly, opened the door slightly, and slipped inside. The room was fairly dark, except for the light on the photography that lined the walls and one area in front where cameras were set up at different angles in front of various backgrounds. I was still admiring some of the portraits when I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I jumped slightly and turned to see a very handsome man smiling directly at me. "My name is Samuel," he said, extending his hand to me. "Nice to meet you Samuel" I said, "My name is Michelle, shaking his hand. "And what can I do for the pretty lady?" he asked as I blushed and looked towards the floor.

 

He took his hand and lifted my chin, smiling. I couldn't help but notice his dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and dashing smile, making me feel immediately at ease and somewhat like a young schoolgirl. "I was wondering," I stammered, "could you make me pretty?" A look of disbelief crossed his face, and his smile slowly disappeared. "You're kidding, right? "You are already stunning, my lady!" he said, taking my hand again and leading me to the front of his studio. He placed me in a seat and called to the back for assistance. In seconds a beautiful brunette in a slinky red dress and matching heels made her way to his side; she smiled and bounced around, her cleavage leaving little to the imagination. 

 

"My dear Candy, can you help prep Michelle for a complete photo shoot?" She smiled, shaking her head, and slipped back out of sight...only to return with a bag of cosmetics. She went to work on me immediately and within minutes turned my chair towards the mirror to behold her creation. I was totally shocked at how different I looked and still blushing as Samuel went on and on about how beautiful I was.

 

"You can follow Candy to the wardrobe and pick out something nice for your first session," Samuel said, smiling, camera in hand. I went with candy into a room in back and was a bit overwhelmed with all the costumes, heels, etc. "Could you help me pick out something?" I asked Candy. "I'm not really good at this sort of thing." I said shyly, remembering how Daniel had laughed at my last attempt to dress sexy for him.

 

"Absolutely!" she cheeped, pulling me along, grabbing a red sequined number with a matching red feather boa, stockings, thong, gloves, and heels. She went to work, undressing me, and I felt a lot more than uneasy as she giggled and pulled off my top. "Very nice," she said. ...running her hands across my breasts, I pulled away slightly, even though I kind of enjoyed the feeling. She apologized for embarrassing me and left me to finish dressing myself. Once again I stood before a full-length mirror and took in the view, amazed at the transformation from frumpy housewife to glitzy tramp. I laughed to myself, just as Candy came back in. put some finishing touches on my hair and then led me back out to Samuel, 

 

I crossed my arms in front of my chest, a little shy about the new look and all, and as I stood in front of Samuel, he seemed to undress me with his eyes, smiling all the while, making me feel warm all over...blushing a lot, taking my hand once more, and seating me on some black silk material he had placed on the floor in front of a backdrop of a fireplace. I sat there as he got behind his camera and started snapping pictures. "Just act natural," Samuel called out from behind the lens. I smiled shyly and leaned back slightly, my cleavage becoming more evident. I tossed my hair playfully over my shoulder, feeling a little more at ease, as Samuel called out to Candy one more time.

 

Just like it had been rehearsed or was the norm, Candy came from the back, dressed in a similar outfit, only hers was in blue. She sat behind me at first, with Samuel clicking away, and in mere minutes was slipping her hands around me and fondling my breasts, pulling the slinky red material down to expose them fully. "Beautiful girls!" Samuel called out, encouraging Candy to continue. She cupped my tits and leaned in against me, and I could feel her bare nipples against my back. I was totally starting to feel very sexy and confused, thinking I should go but too turned on to move. I leaned back to feel her against me even more, enjoying the feel of her flesh and her hands touching me lightly, with Samuel clicking away.

 

The lights were getting warmer as Candy crawled around me on all fours, her beautiful breasts hanging down. She crawled catlike up to me, pushing the red dress slowly up my thighs; the closer she got, kissing me deeply as her hands caressed my thighs. "Nice, very nice. Samuel called out as Candy spread my legs and sat between them with her back against my chest, Instinctually, I wrapped my arms around her and cupped her breasts, the warm, soft flesh molding to my touch. She put both hands over mine and looked directly towards the camera as she slowly lowered my hands to her upper thighs and slid them beneath her pretty blue dress.

 

My fingers touched her soft, smooth pussy lips, and my heart pounded with excitement. I began to feel myself getting moist, and I couldn't help but think of Daniel and how stupid he was not to think that I was sexy. Here I was, hot as hell, and totally wanted. Candy squirmed under my touch slightly before pulling away and getting on all fours once more, facing me, smiling, closer and closer. pushing her beautiful face between my legs as my breathing grew faster and I ached to feel her tongue in forbidden places, 

 

Samuel whispered words of encouragement as he drew nearer with each flash; his breathing seemed a little raspy as he stood only inches from my side and reached for my hand and placed it on the bulge in his black trousers. My heart was racing with excitement as I slowly stroked his large package through his pants, with one hand on the back of Candy's head, encouraging her forward as she playfully grasped my thong between her teeth and then, with one long lick, ran her tongue along the outside of the thin material, delighting my pussy with her warm breath and wet tongue.

 

Sam pulled away momentarily, placing his camera on a stand a few feet away and putting it on remote. The film kept rolling as Candy brought me to a screaming orgasm, my legs shaking beneath her, ending with another long kiss before she lay down on the black silk and pulled me towards her. Samuel stood by her side with his thick, hard cock only inches from her mouth as I eased her dress up and pushed her panties to the side. My mouth watering to taste her, I lapped at her sweet, tight pussy like it contained sweet nectar, all the while watching Samuel run his amazing cock in and out of Candy's mouth as she sucked hungrily, and the camera continued to flash. 

 

Candy grabbed my hair and arched her back, grinding her pussy into my face as she reached her first orgasm...the sounds muffled by the huge dick in her mouth. She encouraged me to stay where I was with her hands gently guiding my head to her sweet spot once more as Samuel moved in behind me. "You're sexy as hell, girl!" he whispered as he hiked my dress up and ripped my thong with one jerk. I could feel the tip of his hard dick warm against my pussy. and I could tell that he was completely naked by this point and that he was amazingly endowed, he leaned over me, running his thickness back and forth between my pussy lips and across my swollen clit as I nibbled and sucked at Candy.

 

Samuel slowly moved inside me...one hard inch at a time, until he was completely hidden within the pinkness of my pussy, pulsating...growing even bigger, not moving, but still driving me crazy, as he reached around me and grabbed Candy's tits and used them for leverage as he began to drill me, slowly at first, my moans barely audible, then faster, harder, and so deep that I was screaming uncontrollably and no longer interested in Candy at all. 

 

It had been so long since anyone had taken me this way; I felt so alive as this stranger's hard dick turned me into his own personal fuck puppet, and I came over and over again till he was soaking wet.

 

He grabbed his camera in one hand and pushed me over on my back with the other, and with Candy on all fours with her ass hiked up in the air like a dog in heat, he mounted her in true stud-like fashion, my cum mingling with hers. I lay on my back admiring Samuel's cock as it penetrated Candy's tight pussy, wanting him all for myself and growing a bit jealous. I reached beneath them, determined to make my presence known, and grabbed Samuel's dick in mid-stroke, rising up just enough to suck him deep into my mouth, loving the feeling of him against my throat and the taste of Candy's cum. 

 

And Candy returned the favor by pulling his dick away from my warm, wet mouth and sliding him back into her pussy. and so the struggle between two cock-hungry sluts continued for almost an hour, with Samuel snapping pictures and enjoying every second, until I finally pushed Candy away in frustration and pulled Samuel to me once more, wanting his cock in me so badly, on all fours, presenting, until he took me, with Candy shouting dirty names at me. 

 

By this time, I was fucking him more than he was me, bucking back against him as his groans increased and Candy pouted. sitting by his side like a good little girl, when all of a sudden the door swung open and Daniel stood there in shock. "What the hell are you doing, Michelle?" he yelled, as Samuel took over and pounded me even harder, enjoying the fact that he was taking something that wasn't his, and he had the pictures to prove it, and as he was just about to explode. Samuel had Candy and me lie on our backs, just beneath his wet, sloppy cock, as he stroked off, taking pictures as he came in showers across our tits and faces, running his dick into our mouths, one at a time. until he was completely clean....

 

"Excuse me, prick!" Samuel shouted at Daniel, I don't think you are wanted here. Is he, Michelle?" He asked, looking down at me, tracing my lips with the tip of his dick, "No, he isn't wanted here." I said, grabbing Samuel's dick and sucking it again as Daniel stormed out of the room. "Better reload," I said, smiling up at my newfound fantasy.

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