Madison Models for Coworkers - Sex Stories

Madison Models for Coworkers

... my attention was on the photos and half of it was spent trying to figure out what Phil would have been seeing from where he stood off-set.

In one photo, she was arched down with her breasts pressed to the bed and her upturned ass pointed away from the camera in the direction he had been standing. The photo itself was fairly tame, but if he had still been in the room, or even just hovering in the doorway, he would have had a direct line of sight to her ass and pussy.

I had lost track of which scenes they had allowed Phil to help with, so I kept quiet and trusted that Lena probably wouldn't let him openly gawk at Madison's pussy from behind. I didn't trust Phil not to try and sneak a peek, however.

As I pondered the logistics of her poses, we finally hit the final photo that she had referenced a moment ago.

This photo was shot in black and white, nearly birds-eye angled down at the bed where Madison was lying completely naked, with the silk sheet discarded to the side of the bed. As promised, nothing technically showed, as she held one hand over her pussy and one arm across her chest, covering her tits. Her hair was messy and thrown back, her body twisted slightly as if in a spasm of pleasure, her eyes were closed, her lips were slightly parted, and she had the sort of euphoric expression that a shy girl might have mid-lovemaking.

It could have been pulled straight from an erotic magazine. Her arms and hands kept any explicit nudity from being captured, but the ...

... scene's tone easily landed it an R rating nonetheless.

"Holy fuck," I uttered in earnest surprise.

"I knew you would like this one!" Madison beamed as if she was presenting me with a winning lottery ticket.

"It's amazing," I admitted. "But we cannot put this online. Even for a boudoir portfolio, it just seems a bit much."

"No problem," Madison replied, her smile unwavering. "This one is just for you then! We won't post any you're not okay with!"

I bit at my lip, weighing whether I was going to ask if her coworker Phil was still in the room for this one, but I didn't think I really wanted the answer, so I decided to assume Lena had shooed him off when the nudity escalated again, as she had done with their poolside photos. Otherwise, there would have been no way she could have gotten into that pose without flashing her tits and probably even her pussy to Lena and Phil.

Regardless, she had done an okay job censoring herself, though seeing her hand pressed firmly over her pussy wasn't much less erotic than a full-on nude would have been.

"I guess it's okay, nothing is showing, and not that many people will be seeing it," I relented, to Madison's thinly veiled delight.

With a bit more discussion, we decided that the last photo was suitable for the photography website if Lena wanted to use it. These would likely only be seen by women looking to book a session, so it wasn't like we were passing out a nude fundraiser calendar (though I need to ensure that idea ...