As a keen photographer I always love the stories that involve photography.  What I am about to tell you all took place before the internet or Aids were around.  I had got into photography in my early teens and had thought about it as a career.  At first it was landscapes, but as the sap rises in my youth my hobby soon developed towards porn photography.  It started with a pair of twins I dated and then their sister.  I moved on to two more girlfriends and then an older married woman.  I was surprised how easy it was to get women and girls in front of a camera and to drop their panties and all inhibitions.  It was also easy because I did all my own processing.

Then I met the girl that was going to become my wife.  She had heard that I had taken some photos of previous girlfriends and asked to see them.  I showed her and she asked why I hadn't asked her to pose.  Soon I was taking loads of photos of her.  I now had six albums of photos when we got married.  To my surprise she allowed me to continue with my hobby even knowing that lots of sessions resulted in sex with my models.  We had also moved into wife swapping so it wasn't all one sided.

I'm not sure how the subject arose when I was talking to a chap at work about photography.  He had taken pictures of his wife and when he put his films in for processing he ended up with a visit from the law.   As they said in those days,     "Don't Bover Boots."    Fortunately for him there was no sexual acts taking place so he was just given a warning.  He was interested in how to process your own films.  He handed me eight rolls of film and asked me to process them for him and offering to pay for the work.

Janice who was the subject in all the photos he had taken, was a short sexy looking woman in her thirties, just a few years older than me.  Barry had her in all sorts of outfits and in all sorts of poses.  There was no sparing her modesty in any of them and her pussy and tits were the main focus of every shot.  When I gave him his prints of his wife I showed him one of my albums that showed how my standard in photography had changed with time, as had the poses that had become more subtle than just looking straight into a hairy fanny. During our conversation he had offered me the chance to go and photograph his wife in exchange for showing him how to process slides which is the easiest part in processing as there is no enlarger or contact print equipment needed, just a drum of which I had several to spare and chemicals.

Barry came to me first and I showed him with the most basic of equipment to process slides.  Then came the night for me to photograph his wife.  Barry had arranged for me to meet and photograph Janice on my own.  She was prettier than the photos Garry had taken of her, they didn't do her justice.  I started off with partially clothed photos of Janice in several different outfits.  Then we got down to getting her naked for the more risque photos.  Janice was really into it and there was no embarrassment to move into any pose.  I was enjoying it and had developed quite a hard on as I enjoyed the photography and Janice's body.

When I had run out of film Janice was on me like a rash.  We had a great fuck and had just dressed when Barry returned.  I told him that we should get together when I had processed them and I would make him some copies.   Later in the week Barry told me to bring my cameras and film when I brought the pics round as there was a chance that Janice might pose for some more.  When I arrived Barry was on his own and he peered at every photo examining them thoroughly.  Then he informed me that we should go and take some more of Janice.

I was confused but followed him.  Moments later we were in their basement that Barry had painted out an equipped with all sorts of equipment.  There was chains, racks and a variety of other torturous looking equipment.  Janice was in a leather outfit that went from head to toe.   The only parts exposed were her eyes, mouth, nose, tits and pussy.  She was strapped on a sort of table that could tilt from the upright to horizontal.  Janice's legs were stretched apart and the piece of door that would have been between her legs had been removed.  Barry started to take photos of Janice and suggested that I did the same. 

Rubber and leather aren't really my thing but it did look sexy with Janice unable to move.  After several shots of Janice in the upright position Barry moved the table so she was semi laid back.  Barry was taking shots like a man possessed.  Then he stopped and suggested that I move into the area between her legs as if I was taking a close up of her fanny.  Then Barry was taking pictures of me taking pictures of Janice.  Then he wanted me stroking her pussy.  Well she did have a nice pussy and having been there before I didn't say no.

Then Barry moved the table flat and after a few shots, he again wanted me between her legs and him taking pictures of me taking pictures of Janice.  Then he suggested I lick her pussy.  I wasn't sure if he knew I had fucked her on our last session, but on that occasion oral sex hadn't happened, we had gone straight to a good fucking.  I love giving and receiving oral sex so I moved right in and stuck my tongue straight into her honey pot.  Barry was still clicking away with his camera.

When the clicking had stopped I looked up to see Barry with his cock in Janice's mouth.  I thought he was pretty rough at the way he was face fucking her, but they are husband and wife so who am I to interfere.  Then he is telling me to fuck her.  Well fuck her I did, and dumped my full load in her pussy.  Barry did the same only his went straight down her throat.

As soon as we had recovered Barry was getting Janice out of the leather gear telling me that the body needs to breath and being totally covered is dangerous if left to long.  As soon as she was naked Barry took her and bent her over a beam and shackled her hands and feet up.  He offered me her face as he took her pussy and fucked her from behind.  After coming in her mouth I redressed and left them to it, taking Barry's films with me.

I told my wife about the photo session and the kinky devices and equipment Barry had.  My wife said she didn't like the sound of any of it and not to get any ideas as it wouldn't happen with her.  She did however take a good look at both Barry's and my photos.  She could see that I had fucked Janice and also face fucked her.  She referred me back to her earlier statement about it not happening with her.

When I took the photos around for Barry he had processed a film of his own and showed me the slides of Janice.  In them were several shots with a cock in her and I assumed that Barry had used time delay and it was his cock in her.  That evening Janice was dressed in a maids outfit with cut outs where her tits are and no panties under an extremely short skirt.  Talk about horny.  I was soon banging Janice over the arm of a chair as Barry rattled off some more pics.

I spent many more enjoyable evenings fucking Janice.  Sometimes she would be shackled to some machine or gadget, on others we would just fuck in their lounge.  Barry always took pictures and only on rare occasions joined in.  He had also invested in quite a lot more equipment and was able to do all the processing processes.  Then after a very enjoyable session and thoroughly fucking Janice, Barry showed me the two albums he had made and was given a slide show of the slides he had made.  I was shocked the cock fucking Janice, or should I say cocks were of men that Barry had allowed to photograph and then fuck his wife.

By now Aids was spreading and not just in the gay community.  I said to Barry and Janice about Aids and Barry was like one of the nonbelievers.  I stopped going around although Barry wanted me to.  Janice was being used and fucked by four different men.  Their sessions were spread out over the week and weekend.   The risk of a disease was just to great.  I was glad I had stopped going when Barry and Janice caught a dose of the crabs and were having treatments.   They were lucky it wasn't something worse.  Of course the internet and digital photography then came along.  The need for processing died in favor of editing.  Although I still see Barry and less frequently Janice,  I have never returned to recording and or fucking Janice.