Date: Sun, 6 Apr 2014 00:01:46 +0000 From: william Subject: Portraits of Passion Portraits of Passion All the usual caveats apply. Think about making a donation to keep the site going. "Geez, Mom, do we have to go through this again? I look like a dork." "You most certainly do not look like a dork, Gerald. You look like a handsome young man who is dressed for Christmas photos." "Yeah, a handsome young man who's dressed like a dork," the boy harrumphed. "Chuck, would you do something with your son?" "Oh, thanks, Cheryl. When he's like this he's my son. Let him ace a test and it's 'oh, my son is a genius'. Come over here, Jerry," his father said from the other side of the living room. Showing all the affronted dignity of a recently minted teenager, Jerry approached his father. They were dressed almost identically. Both wore dark green dress slacks, a white dress shirt and a red v-neck sweater. Mom had a similar color mix although slightly different in execution. She wore a white silk blouse with one undone button. Her green skirt was snuggly fitted and reached to about three quarters of the way to her knees. She wore a pair of green patterned stockings and black heels. Instead of a sweater she wore a red vest that buttoned once just under her full breasts. Dad put his arm around his son's shoulders and turned him away from his mother who had gone back to making those last few minor adjustments in the mirror. "Look, Jerry, I understand how you feel. I think we do look kinda dorky. But this means a lot to you mother and one thing I've learned over the years is that at times like this, you nod your head, go along with whatever it is and look for the first opportunity to disappear. Unfortunately you won't have that chance tonight. Just try and remember, in exchange for the occasional night like this, you get food, clothes, a roof over your head, and five hundred channels of satellite TV with all the MLB and NFL games. Not a bad deal if you think about it." Jerry looked at his dad and said, "Yeah, I guess that's true, but I don't have to like it." "Perhaps, but don't let you mother hear you say that. Get moving," his father said, giving him a light shove. Cheryl looked them over critically, made a few adjustments and gave them a nod. They pulled on their coats and headed for the car. It was early October so it was only cool, not yet cold. They had to drive across town to the new photographer she had hired. The one they had been using since Jerry was an infant had retired. The studio was located in a light industrial park where many businesses that didn't need to be in high visibility locales clustered. When they entered the studio they found themselves in a small by comfortable waiting area. A number of photos were hanging on the wall, mostly landscapes with a small number of still lifes and even one astronomical photo. Jerry was examining this one when a voice got their attention. "Well, hello there, folks. Welcome to my humble establishment, and right on time. Please, please, come into the studio." The photographer was middle aged, tallish, and slim. His hair was going to gray but his face was relatively unlined and he smiled easily. He was dressed in casual slacks, a three button pullover and a vest with a few pockets. He led them through a curtained door way into a studio that looked like any other studio. A nondescript background hung behind a cushioned backless bench. Various lighting units, shades and reflectors were positioned here and there. Several camera tripods were also in evidence. A pair of tripods had no cameras on them. "How come those two are empty?" Jerry asked. "Ahh, a sharp eye, young man. All my cameras and tripods have the same type of quick release mounts. I've found that it's more convenient to have a couple of spare tripods so when I want to switch cameras I don't have to look far," the photographer said. "You use more than one camera?" "Oh, yes. I'll take some shots with a film camera and some with a digital. The look is different and your parents may want to choose between them." Jerry just nodded, but he was thinking that this was going to take forever. "I must say you are quite the handsome family. I think I should be paying you for a modeling session," the photographer said. Cheryl smiled and laughed a bit, Chuck kept his face neutral and wondered just how much this was going to cost him and Jerry rolled his eyes as only a thirteen year old could. The photographer went over to a small table just to the side of the posing area and lit several incense sticks. The fragrance was noticeable almost immediately. The effect was both relaxing and invigorating. "My, what an unusual fragrance," Cheryl said. "Subtle but very compelling at the same time." "Yes, well, when I first got into photography, I was aiming to be a great artist. I went to art school and got involved with the whole new age thing. I outgrew it soon enough but I did find that a certain combination of incense helped my models to relax and feel more comfortable. It makes for a more natural outcome to the portraits. I'm sure you'll be most pleased with the results." Jerry thought that the smell was an awful lot like what you could smell any day in the back of the school where the heads hung out, but at this point he didn't really care as long as they got this over with. "Alright, family, what do you say we get you set up and we start taking some photos? Yes, let's see, lets have you all standing in front of the bench, Dad here, Mom there and the young man in the center. Wonderful," he said and clicked off a few shots with the film camera. Then he had them adjust their stances and he popped off a few more shots. Then it was the digital camera. Then he had them sit down and fired off some more exposures. As he watched he saw them take on a familiar glassy eyed look coupled with a small vague smile. He smiled to himself. "Now, Mom, you have such a nice pendant on there, I think it would look much better against your skin. What do you say you undo a couple more of those buttons on your blouse?" Cheryl smiled and nodded and undid the two buttons and spread her blouse back a bit, showing a fair amount of pale, smooth skin. The photographer took hold of the pendant and laid it into her cleavage, allowing the back of his hand to press against the skin firmly. Cheryl's eyebrows rose and her lips pursed but she didn't say anything while Chuck just smiled. "Alright, family, lets see, young man if you would stand up and stand behind your parents. Mom and Dad scooch closer together, now you, son, put a hand on each inside shoulder. Yes, very nice," he said as he took a few more shots. "Now, try and look at the camera and not down the front of your mother's blouse." Jerry just smiled and laughed a bit. The photographer set the camera on a stand and then went to the cabinet against one wall and pulled out two small digital video units. He placed one on each empty tripod and pushed a button on each one. "Alright family, now for a little bit of fun, something less formal. Young man, if you'd bend down a bit, get your face just in between Mom and Dad, that's right, now put your arms around their necks and squeeze your faces together. Very nice. Alright, now, Jerry, isn't it? Bring your hand down and take hold of one of your mother's nice full tits. Yes, very nice." Without a thought, Jerry reached down and took hold of his mom's tit through the silk blouse, brushing aside the red vest. He thought it felt so warm and firm. Cheryl's eyes went wide but she smiled and leaned back against he son. "Alright now, Jerry, don't leave out Dad, so use your hand to rub his chest." Jerry did as instructed and felt the firm pec under the sweater and shirt. "Okay, Mom, show Jerry how much you like how his hand feels, give him a kiss on the cheek. Okay, Jerry turn your head so your mom can reach your lips." Jerry turned his head and the soft kiss that Cheryl was giving his cheek turned into something a little hotter as mother and son pressed their partially opened lips together. "That's it, Jerry, squeeze that tit and let your mouth open a bit more, let your mom know how much you love her." Jerry's hand began to squeeze and knead the firm flesh under the silk blouse as he began to touch tongues with his mom, who in her turn was murmuring and working her lips against his. At this point Chuck looked at his wife and said, "Hey, what about me?" Jerry pulled off his mother's mouth and looked at his dad and said, "Okay," and quickly covered his father's mouth with his own. If Dad was surprised it didn't stop him from joining in and quick enough he was tongue kissing his son while the boy fondled his chest. Cheryl didn't want to be left out so she began to kiss the side of her son's neck as one hand reached out and began to rub over the front of her husbands pants. The photographer set a switch on the digital still camera and set it to take a photo every thirty seconds. Then he stepped in closer to the three and offered more 'suggestions'. "Mom, how about you undo the rest of those blouse buttons and we get it out of the way." Cheryl took her lips off her son and smiled a bit as she undid the rest of her buttons. She pulled the bottom of the blouse from her skirt and slipped off the vest and blouse while her son and husband made out next to her. She now sat with her white satin bra exposed and holding in two nicely full tits. The photographer ran his fingers up and down the smooth skin of her cleavage and she pursed her lips again, reaching up with a free hand to grab his crotch. She found something full and hard. "Jerry, your mother has something to show you." Jerry broke away from his dad's mouth and looked at his mom's nearly bare chest. She took hold of the back of his head and pulled his face down to her cleavage and wiggled her tits in his face. The photographer walked over to the small table and added another different stick to the incense holder. He lit the stick and waved the smoke in the direction of the posing family. Then he returned to stand by Cheryl. The hand in her husbands lap was working on his belt and the free hand was rubbing her sons face on her tits, causing the bra to slip down. When Jerry went to work sucking on the exposed nipple, Cheryl let her head drop back. "Mom, I could use some help here," the photographer said. She opened an eye and looked at him, seeing how tented his pants had gotten. She reached over and fondled the bulge and then went to work on the button of the unbelted pants. She tugged on the zipper and once it was down she could tell that he had no underwear on. The top of his thick shaft was showing just above the bottom of the zipper, with the shaft moving down one leg of his pants. She gave the pants a tug and when they got to his knees a long thick shaft with a bulbous head drooling pre cum was pointed in her direction. "Go ahead, Mom, you know what you want to do." Cheryl smiled and with half lidded eyes she leaned in and began to lick the precum from the slit of his big dick. Then her lips pressed to the tip and slid over the head, forcing her mouth open. Dad was apparently tired of being on the side so he slid off the bench, pushed his wife's knees apart and started to rub her pussy through her panties. Jerry was taking some initiative and he managed to get his mother's bra off and he was working over both nipples with his mouth while squeezing with his hands. Cheryl was getting very turned on and she forced more of the photographer's thick shaft into her mouth. It was the biggest dick she had ever tried to suck, and that included over half of the starting offensive unit of her college football team, white and black. She began a slow steady sucking while her son lavished wet sticky attention to her tits. Her husband had her panties pulled aside and he was using his tongue to lavish attention on her shaved pussy lips. As the photographer was pulling his shirt over his head he began to work his hips, sliding his fat cock in and out of Cheryl's drooling mouth. When he threw the shirt to the side he said, "Jerry, I think it's time to get your clothes off, you'll feel much more comfortable." Jerry stood up straight and looked at the nearly naked man who had his huge dick in his mother's mouth and nodded. It was warm under these lights and being naked should feel cooler. Off came the sweater and shirt, then his slacks, showing his tighty whities with a serious bulge. Then he pulled his tee shirt off over his head. His chest was just starting to show a little definition and not a trace of hair. The two pink nipples were smallish but hard. Then he pushed down his briefs and his hard cock popped out to stand straight up and proud. It looked like it was close to five inches long, with a tapered head, smooth balls and only a light touch of hair. The photographer smiled. "Jerry, I think your dad would appreciate some help getting his clothes off." Jerry nodded and walked around the bench, his cock bouncing as he did. He bent down and pulled off his dad's shoes, then his socks. He reached underneath and began to undo the belt. Next came the button and zipper. He pulled on the waist band and got the pants down to his Dad's knees. While Dad was tonguing Mom's pussy, he was able to lift one knee and then the other so that his son could get the pants all the way off. To get at the shirt he lay on the floor on his back and worked on the shirt buttons from below. He also saw how his Dad's cock was sticking out of the slit in his boxers. He noticed immediately that it wasn't nearly as big as the one the photographer was pumping in and out of his mom's mouth, but it did look like it was good size. He reached up and gave it a tug and heard his dad murmur into his mom's pussy. But his dad needed to be naked so he took hold of his boxers and pushed them down, again getting them past the man's knees one at a time. Then they were off. The tee shirt was going to be trickier. He didn't think his mom would want her pussy licking to be interrupted but he didn't see any other way so he grabbed the lower edge and pushed it up until it was bunched around the man's neck. Jerry pulled him back by the shoulder, slipped off the shirt and then pushed his head back into his mom's pussy. Now his dad was naked and he wondered what he should do next. He saw that his mom still had the green skirt on and that didn't seem right, so he stood up and walked back around behind her, his cock still bouncing. He watched for a while as she sucked and slobbered all over that really big dick. It was even bigger than the one he saw his gym teacher had when he snuck a look in the shower room at school. He looked down at his mom's skirt and saw the clasp and zipper. Easy peasy. He crouched down and carefully undid the clasp and then pulled the zipper down as best he could. He then figured it should come up over her head to avoid interrupting his mom getting her pussy licked. He started to tug and Mom felt it so she put her hands on the bench and pushed up so that it would slide up her thighs and over her hips. It was a tad tight and took some effort but he finally got it up. Then it had to get past her tits and that took a bit. Finally he tugged her sideways off the photographer's dick. She held he arms up and he slid off the skirt and tossed it out of the way. He liked the way her shoulders and back looked so he began to kiss them as he reached around and began to fondle her heavy tits. Mom went back to that massive dick, licking the underside and then the heavy hanging balls. Dad helped this time by grabbing her panties and pulling them off her legs. Then he hooked her legs over his shoulders and he began to vigorously tongue fuck her pussy. "Jerry, I think your dad could use some attention," the photographer said. Jerry stood up and looked first at his dad's naked back and ass, then at the hard cock that was dripping with his mom's spit. He reached out and stroked the thick wet shaft and then fondled the heavy balls. He was thinking it was an odd thing to do, playing with a strange man's dick and balls, but at the moment he didn't really care. Then he remember his dad and he walked around the back of the photographer, let his cock head drag across the back of the man's hairy thighs. When he got to his dad he knelt down next to him and began to run his hands over his bare back and then his ass, which had a fine covering of hair on the cheeks. He also took the time to rub his mom's legs, but she was having two men play with her so his dad should have his attention. He got down on the floor and on to his back and slid under his dad. He saw that nice sized dick sticking out over the hanging ball sack. He reached up and began to stroke it. It felt good. He also began to stroke his own dick and that felt good too. He decided that playing with hard dicks was a lot of fun. He wiggled in a bit more and by lifting his head he was able to get his lips on his dad's dick so he could lick and suck on the head. It must be a nice cock because the couple of times he had come down to crouch by the bedroom door to listen to his parents fuck while he stroked his dick, he had heard his mother say things like, 'oh Chuck, I love your cock' and 'oh, baby, fuck me with that thick dick'. His dad must have liked what he was doing because he pulled his knees in and lowered his hips so that his son could get more of his dick into the boy's mouth. For the next fifteen minutes or so, the oral fest continued. The photographer was able to kick his pants the rest of the way off so that everyone was naked, but for the sexy looking stockings that Mom was wearing. He finally thought it was time for a change. "Okay, family, time to change things up. Jerry, sit on the end of the bench there, with your legs on either side. Dad, you lay down on your back, your head between Jerry's legs. Mom, you straddle dad's hips and sit down on his hard dick." The family pulled away from each other and began to arrange themselves as directed. Jerry wound up with his balls resting against his dad's head, his cock pointing up at his chin. Dad had his legs on either side of the bench and Mom was standing over his hips, holding his fat dick upright. She bent her knees until the head of his dick was just touching her pussy and then she rubbed the head up and down a few times before she pressed down and hissed as her shaved lips parted and she made the slow journey down until he was completely inside her. She stayed down and wiggled her hips. The photographer said, "Mom, it looks like your boy's cock needs some love." Cheryl smiled and leaned forward, her tits pressing into her husband's chest and she took hold of her son's cock and stroked it a few times and then began to lick the head before popping it into her mouth. Jerry let his head drop back as his cock was sucked for the first time. Mom had a nice rhythm going as she fucked her husband's cock and sucked her son's. Her position also exposed her asshole and it twitched as she fucked. The photographer reached to a small shelf and took down a small tube of gel lube and he proceeded to smear it first on her asshole and then on his cock. Once he was slippery he straddled the bench so he was standing behind Mom and he bent his knees and brought the massive head down to touch the slick, twitching hole. He rubbed the head around the ring and then began to push in. At first the ring wouldn't open but he felt her wiggle her ass and push back, both to fuck her husband and to encourage the photographer. Mom thought she must be some kind of whore for wanting a big cock in her ass to go with the fat one in her pussy and the smooth tasty one in her mouth. She thought of the first time she had done this with three black lineman in college, but this felt different. When the fat head pushed past the tight ring, she groaned. When the shaft started to enter she lifted her head and hissed. "Jerry, help your mother get your cock back in her mouth. That's it." Jerry put his hands on the back of his Mom's head and gently guided it back to his dripping dick. Dad's hips began to push up to help fuck Mom while his hands played with the sides of her tits. The photographer continued to push in and he had to admit to his surprise when his balls bottomed out against the base of Dad's dick. He thought he couldn't have been the first big cock she had taken this way. With his hands on her hips he began to work he ass with long, slow, deep thrusts. She was groaning around her son's cock and the boy was obviously ecstatic. He wondered who would shoot their load first. He wanted to make this the first money shot for the video. "Dad, Jerry, if you're going to cum, let us know. We want to see it." It took another five minutes but Jerry finally grunted, "Fuckkkk, I'm gonna shoot." Then he pulled out and proceeded to fire off several heavy loads over his mother's head to land on her back. The photographer smiled and thought, 'thank god for teenage boys'. He continued to fuck Cheryl's ass who in turned fucked her husband until she stiffened and screamed out an orgasm. Dad apparently couldn't take anymore and he yelled, "I'm going to cum." The photographer pulled on the hips of the still cumming mom and Dad's dick slipped out so that he wound up shooting his substantial load up onto his belly and lower chest. He pulled back and then eased her down so that she could begin cleaning up her husband's cumshot while he continued to fuck her ass. Jerry was still sitting and watching what his mom was doing and it looked interesting so he leaned over his father's head and applied his tongue to the small puddle of cum. It was tangy with a bit of salt, but it was good so he helped his mother clean up. The photographer began to pound his cock harder and faster until with a yell, he pulled his huge dick out of Mom's ass and with two strokes, he fired long, thick streams that wound up hitting Mom's hair and back or onto Dad's chest. Jerry began to lick up the sticky mess and crawled forward to get at what was on his mother's back. "Oh, very nicely done, family. I think one more set of poses and we can wrap this up. Mom, on your back on the bench. Dad, straddle her head and get your face down into that pussy. Now, Jerry, I have a special pose for you. Get behind your dad. Take some of this lube and get your Dad's asshole nice and slippery. I'll take care of your cock." He put lube on Dad's asshole and had Jerry start rubbing it in. Then he applied some to Jerry's cock and began to stroke it. It had only softened a little, another reason to love teen age boys. When Jerry was hard and slippery enough, he directed the cock head to Dad's asshole. "Okay, Jerry, start to push your hips forward. That's it. See how the head is disappearing. Just keep pushing." As his son's cock began to slide into his ass, Dad was thinking this was something new, but it felt good and so he continued to attack his wife's pussy and loosened asshole with his tongue. She was sucking his cock, tasting her juices and the last of his cum. "That's it, Jerry, get your cock all the way into your dad's ass, then pull back and push in again. Fuck that ass." The photographer got behind Jerry and pushed him forward to bend over his dad's back. He took some lube and rubbed it over and into the exposed pink asshole. He added more, and then liberally coated his own cock. He stuck a slick finger into the boy's ass and felt him push forward, hard into his dad's ass. After a bit, he added a second finger which caused the boy to moan loudly. He stroked the fingers in for a while more. Feeling he had done what he could to loosen up the virgin ass he put his bloated head to the hole and began to push in. Jerry grunted and tried to move forward but his dad's ass was in the way, which meant his own dick pushed harder into his dad, who grunted into Mom's pussy. When the head finally pushed in Jerry shouted, "Oh, fuck!" As the shaft followed the head into the boys tight virgin ass, Jerry fell forward onto his dad's back, which caused more of the older man's dick to slide into Mom's mouth. Deep throating the smaller dick was easier now. His balls were resting on her face as she sucked. The photographer let this go on for another fifteen minutes, during which he was able to get his massive cock all the way up inside the boy's ass, which left the youngster limp on his dad's back. So he worked his arms around the boy's chest and pulled him up against himself. "Okay, Mom and Dad, switch places." Cheryl rolled off the bench and Chuck got on his back. She straddled his head and put her pussy on his mouth and then bent down to swallow his cock. "Alright, Jerry, get your dick inside your mom's ass. Fuck her until you're ready to blow your load." Jerry grabbed her hips and put the head of his cock to her asshole and began to push. Since he was much smaller than the photographer and she had already been stretched, it didn't take much for his cock to make its way up inside her ass. But it still felt incredible and he closed his eyes as his hips began to pump back and forth. This moved Jerry's ass along the photographer's massive shaft and the combination had his balls pulled up tightly. The studio was filled with the sounds of fucking, sucking and licking. Since everyone had already had their first orgasm, it took some time for the second round of money shots to begin. Dad was the first as he pushed back hard against Jerry and began to spew his load into Cheryl's waiting mouth. The taste of her husband's cum was enough to push her over the edge and she screamed as her body went stiff and she wound up spitting a lot of Chuck's cum out onto her neck and chest. The photographer withdrew his slicked up fire hose and allowed it to shoot where ever it wanted to. His second load wasn't as big as the first, but it still had plenty of punch behind it, so the long streamers of cum landed on both Jerry and his Dad. When he was done pumping out his load, the photographer grabbed Jerry around the waist, pulled him back out of his dad's ass and proceeded to jerk the boy off until he fired his healthy young load all over his father's ass. When every one was done cumming, pumping and spasming, the photographer stood back and said, "Alright, family, that was fantastic. Now, before we finish I'd like to get some still poses so why don't we clean up a bit first." He pointed to a small table near the back wall that had some paper towels and a small bowl of water. Mom, dad and son stood around the table helping each other clean off the various cum loads, taking the opportunity to fondle various body parts, all the while smiling that same small smile. The photographer cleaned himself up at his own little spot and then called them back. "Okay, can I have you three stand in front of the bench, right, Mom in the middle, Dad and Jerry close in on each side. Okay, Mom, take hold of one cock in each hand and hold it like you're stroking them. Fellas, put an arm around Mom's back and each take a hold of one of those nice big tits. That's it." While the three stood there he took a few shots with the digital camera, then he had Mom crouch down, holding the head of each cock to the side of her mouth, her tongue extended. Then it was time for Dad and Jerry to move in closer so that the undersides of their cocks were pressed together with her tongue lying on top of the heads. Jerry and Dad took this opportunity to share a tongue kiss. "Okay, now, Mom, you stand and turn sideways facing Dad. Fellas, you crouch down and Dad, start licking Mom's pussy, Jerry you start licking your Mom's asshole. That's right, use your hands on her to hold on, but don't block your face. Excellent. What great models you are." After taking half a dozen shots from various angles, it was time to change them around so that Jerry was on his knees with his Dad's dick in his mouth while Mom attacked Dad's stretched asshole with her tongue. Then they did a three way spooning, with Mom in front, Jerry in the middle, his hard dick pressed in between Mom's ass cheeks, and then Dad behind with his cock pressed against Jerry's ass. Jerry had one hand full of Mom's tits and his other down in between her thighs, playing with her pussy. Several more combinations were caught on camera until once more setting the camera on automatic, he entered the frame, so to speak, so that each of the family members could get a mouthful of his cock recorded for posterity. Jerry was the last to pose and when that was finished, the photographer said, "Alright, family, lets get dressed so we can finish this up." It took maybe five minutes for the guys to get dressed and another ten for Mom to be happy with how she looked to include a fully buttoned blouse. When they were done and seated, the photographer went and snuffed out the incense sticks in a little bowl of sand and threw the switch to start a ventilating fan that soon had all the fumes sucked out of the room. "Okay, family, just one more pose and we'll be done. All three standing please, Mom in the middle, Dad to the right, Jerry to the left. Arms around each other, and for a big smile say 'All done!'. Yes, excellent." The photographer could tell from the blinking eyes and more alert expression that the family was fully in the here and now. He walked up smiling and said, "That was fantastic. I'm very happy with what we did her this evening and I'm sure you will be too once you see the proofs. I should have them in just a few days. I'll send you a note when they are available. Mom and Dad, you really looked fantastic. So I'd like you to know, that we do glamour shots here, if you ever thought you might like to give Dad something special for an anniversary or birthday." "Hmm," Mom began, "I'm not one for showing off in public, but I have though about it. Jerry, honey, why don't you wait out front while you're Dad and I have a chat with the photographer." Jerry shrugged, wondering if this day was ever going to end. Before he stepped through the curtained doorway he looked back at the three adults, who were leafing through the pages of a large photo album. He shrugged again and went into the lobby. As he stood looking at the photos on the wall he thought that this guy needed to do something about the cushions on that bench. He wasn't sure how long they had been sitting, but his ass was really sore.