My first shoot - part 1
The true story of my adventure into the world of adult photography
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I’m sitting in my car at the quite end of a Tesco’s car park, in a town I don’t know, waiting for a lady I don’t know. I begin to question my own sanity as I scan the car park entrance for a white Ford Ka being driven by a mature blonde lady with big tits.
I have no doubt that many men on this planet will have harboured ideas of shooting videos and images of naked women, either for work or for pleasure. For the vast majority, however, that’s where the adventure begins and ends, as an idea.
A white Ford Ka turned cautiously into the car park entrance. I recognised Claire immediately from her online profile pictures. I had described my car to her (since she had not yet had the pleasure of seeing any pictures of me …. I the tog … she the model) so she headed straight for the space next to my car .. she aimed a broad smile and a wave of acknowledgment at me as she drew her Ka neatly to a halt. Claire was out of the car in seconds and offered her hand politely towards my opened window
“I’m guessing you’re Chas?”
“Erm …… No” I quickly replied with a quizzical look on my face. She looked suddenly embarrassed.
“Only k**ding”
I smiled a cheeky smile at my own joke. She laughed and feigned a little swipe with the palm of her hand to my cheek.
“You naughty boy!”
Claire was around 50 years of age at the time. She had long blonde hair, was not pretty but was very attractive. My own taste is for women who are a little overweight rather than under. Claire’s curves fall nicely into this category of desire and, as I smiled and shook her hand, I could not help but admire the magnificent cleavage which she was obligingly displaying to me as she bent forward in a very low cut navy blue top. My trousers were becoming a wigwam (I know it’s a tepee but wigwam sounds somehow funnier).
“Nice to meet you Claire … you look lovely.” (I got that attitude from Bambi’s mother; “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all” …. It also broadens the likelihood of getting laid), “Shall I follow you?”
She smiled even more widely at the compliment.
“Yes, I’m only a two minute drive from here”.
She was quickly back in the driver’s seat and leading me to her apartment.
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I’m sitting in my car at the quite end of a Tesco’s car park, in a town I don’t know, waiting for a lady I don’t know. I begin to question my own sanity as I scan the car park entrance for a white Ford Ka being driven by a mature blonde lady with big tits.
I have no doubt that many men on this planet will have harboured ideas of shooting videos and images of naked women, either for work or for pleasure. For the vast majority, however, that’s where the adventure begins and ends, as an idea.
A white Ford Ka turned cautiously into the car park entrance. I recognised Claire immediately from her online profile pictures. I had described my car to her (since she had not yet had the pleasure of seeing any pictures of me …. I the tog … she the model) so she headed straight for the space next to my car .. she aimed a broad smile and a wave of acknowledgment at me as she drew her Ka neatly to a halt. Claire was out of the car in seconds and offered her hand politely towards my opened window
“I’m guessing you’re Chas?”
“Erm …… No” I quickly replied with a quizzical look on my face. She looked suddenly embarrassed.
“Only k**ding”
I smiled a cheeky smile at my own joke. She laughed and feigned a little swipe with the palm of her hand to my cheek.
“You naughty boy!”
Claire was around 50 years of age at the time. She had long blonde hair, was not pretty but was very attractive. My own taste is for women who are a little overweight rather than under. Claire’s curves fall nicely into this category of desire and, as I smiled and shook her hand, I could not help but admire the magnificent cleavage which she was obligingly displaying to me as she bent forward in a very low cut navy blue top. My trousers were becoming a wigwam (I know it’s a tepee but wigwam sounds somehow funnier).
“Nice to meet you Claire … you look lovely.” (I got that attitude from Bambi’s mother; “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all” …. It also broadens the likelihood of getting laid), “Shall I follow you?”
She smiled even more widely at the compliment.
“Yes, I’m only a two minute drive from here”.
She was quickly back in the driver’s seat and leading me to her apartment.
5 years ago
And take her on my adventure !