I can't believe this just happened. I'm 50 years old now this started back when I was 41. I was having my last baby. My husband and I were at the hospital because I was in labor. The doctor had broken my water for me in an attempt to get things moving. The baby was larger and I wanted to have a natural birth if at all possible. I was having some contractions but not sufficient enough for the nurses and doctor. I was at a teaching hospital so in the room with me were an additional 10 or so new MD interns. Most of them were only a few years older than my oldest who was 18 at the time. There was a very nice hot tub in the room and the nurse encouraged me to use it since walking around wasn't helping. So in front of all these interns, my gown was removed and I was left naked and extremely pregnant to walk to the tub l. With my husband's help I got in and the nurse filled it. She couldn't put it as hot as I would've normally liked but it was still comforting. Unfortunately, after about 15 minutes of bathing nude in front of the crowd, the nurse said I should get out since it didn't seem to be helping. As it turns out I ended up having a c-section and everything worked out ok. Now fast forward 8 years.
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It's last year and I'm 49. I'm at the grocery store and a man, who was with, what appeared to be, his wife looked at me, whispered to his wife, and then began to approach me. He asked me if I'd had a baby at the hospital nearby about 8 years ago. I said I did and asked how he knew that. He explained he was one of the interns in the room at the time. I couldn't remember him but he clearly recalled everything. I suddenly remembered that I was naked in front of him and, at least internally, blushed. We talked about that day and he introduced me to his wife, Kendra. She is an artist and art teacher at the local community college. She and I really hit it off. I'd done quite a bit of drawing when I was younger and we connected over art. She invited me to visit her in home studio and I took her up on the offer. We ended up becoming friends and would meet up every week or two for either coffee or drawing. She let me sit in on some of her classes. In getting to know her I found out she had a brother who was also an artist. Will was a photographer. Kendra showed me his website and I was blown away. Will did photography for advertising and marketing to pay the bills. But his passion is for artistic photography. I had never seen so many photos that captured the essence of being human in one place. I hadn't met or even seen Will, but I knew that I was attracted to his intellect. Kendra could tell I was more than impressed with Will's work. She brought him the next time we met for coffee. Will was not what I expected. Whereas Kendra was of average height and weight perhaps 5'6" and 145ish, Will was short and a bit stocky. But, Will had this amazing charisma that just draws you in. His voice was magnetic and deeply masculine. I just wanted to listen to him talk all day long. He explained his passion for photography, especially photographing people. Kendra confirmed that he's been an amazing photographer since he was a little kid. He had his camera with him and asked if he could take a picture of me I agreed. When he showed me the picture I was in awe. It was the best picture of me I've ever seen and to this day is my favorite. At this point, I should probably describe myself. I am shorter. I am heavier. I'm of Puerto Rican descent and have darker skin. I don't have a lot of body positivity at all. Or, at least I didn't. It started with that picture.
I became friendly with Will and a few weeks later visited his studio in the city. He shoots lots of nudes, some of them quite erotic. But the thing is, they're not porn. In every picture you can see the humanity of the subject. Watching Will work helped me understand how he does what he does. He makes the subject so comfortable in his casual conversation with them and let them lead the way, so as to bring out their true personality it's a very soft form of direction, and I believe it takes enormous confidence on Will's part to give so much power to the subjects. I attended a couple more sessions and learned so much about the process. Will would have wealthy clients request certain sets of photos. Often times they were of a very sexual nature. I was looking forward to attending one of these sessions. When the day came, I got there early. The client had requested photos of a female having sex with a well hung black male. The story as I found out is that the client found his wife having an affair with a good looking well hung black man. He became obsessed and actually wanted her to continue the affair so he could observe as a cuckold. Apparently the client, his wife, and her boyfriend had come to some agreement on this, but sadly, his wife lost her life in a traffic accident only a few weeks later. That happened apparently a couple of years ago. Today the client had arranged to have his wife's boyfriend photographed having sex so that he can keep the pictures as some sort of memory. Client's wife had been Filipino. The model they had hired came in to meet the ex-boyfriend. She appeared to be Filipino or perhaps Hispanic. As she and the ex-boyfriend were talking, she got a phone call. All she said was that there was a family emergency and she ran out of there. The ex-boyfriend, David, was a tall black man who was in very good shape and was very easy on the eyes. Dave stood there scratching his head confused about what was going to happen. Will, not missing a beat said Marcela (that's me by the way lol), I need you to fill in with Dave.
Hold on a minute I told him. Nope. I mean Dave was very attractive, but I am married that never fooled around on my husband and I sure as hell don't wanna get started by having it photographed! Will said he was going to explain to the client what happened but that he also wanted to give him something for now. He asked if I'd be willing to do a scaled back version. I wouldn't have to have sex with anyone and although he would love it if I would remove some clothes, I wouldn't have to if I didn't want to. Knowing that I could stop it at any point I agreed. The first few photos he took were almost like that painting American Gothic. David and I fully clothed I might add, just stood next to each other as Will took his photos. I was stunned how Will was able to get my fear, nervous anticipation and excitement in this simple pics. We progressed to hugging and then I sat in Dave's lap. At this time I felt Dave's bulge on my bottom. Again flawless work by Will. This helped grow my confidence and with that my willingness. I agreed to let them photograph me clothed but with Dave naked. I can tell you now that Dave did not disappoint. His penis is big. No other way of putting it. My husband's is like a button or a mushroom. Dave's is like a can of Aquanet! And, such a majestic chocolate brown! It just looked manly. I could see why the client wanted his wife to keep seeing him.
As you might expect, I was getting a bit aroused myself. This large epitome of manliness is standing nude before me; how could I not?! I then agreed to hold his penis. It was so heavy. I was not able to wrap my fingers all the way around it either. I could completely cover my husband's little penis with a single hand. I couldn't cover Dave's with both hands. I think it's pretty clear that I'm starting to lose my inhibitions at this point. Lust was taking over. I agreed to pretend fellatio. Without being asked I took it from pretend to real by taking Dave into my mouth. That heavy manly log was soft! I hadn't even thought about that. He began to grow in my mouth! I sucked Dave as best I could for several minutes until he announced that he wanted to cum. We both looked at Will he just gave us this look like do whatever comes natural or keep going or something like that. I put in extra effort to take Dave as deep as I could when he began to spurt in my throat. I know it's disgusting but almost immediately some of his cum shot out my nostrils and back onto his dick. I c h o k e d and had to pull off his cock. I had tried to take too much and I failed. Or so I thought. Dave was very comforting. He explained that the exact same thing had happened with the client's wife the first time he was with her. He was so reassuring. I felt so comfortable around him. His ability to make me feel better in such an embarrassing scenario created a bond, even if it was only from me toward him. Feeling better, I licked the rest of the cum off of Dave's dick and swallowed it. The end?