Voyeur shoot

I've always known I've liked the idea of someone watching me, but I never had a chance to put it into practice and see if I really do like someone watching me until a recent photoshoot.

I found a casting on Craigslist for a model to show off for a voyeur style shoot. There were a few things that sounded strange in the interaction back and forth between the photographer and I so, being a nasty and sneaky model, I asked The Boy to drive me to the shoot. He obliged and helped me cary my things upstairs.

"I hope you don't mind that he's here." I said to the photographer, dismissively.

"No, uh, actually I don't." He said, "Actually, since he's here. Do you mind changing the type of shoot we have planned?"

TB and I paused and looked at each other. "What kiiiind of shoot?" we asked

The photographer, who looked a lot what I imagine the love child of Elvis Costello and Ryan Stiles would look like, shyly responded, "Well, this is all about voyeurism. It would be like you two went on a date and hit it off really well and have gone home together. You're sort of showing her off to me. I'd pay you both."

This was acceptable to TB who only stated, "but I don't want to do porn, we can do it all implied, right?"

The photographer agreed, I did my makeup, we selected an outfit that looked properly "datey" and began shooting.

It is sort of hard for two people who have known each other for years to pretend like they're on a first date. You tend to move with familiarity when you know someone. However, sex with a stranger that I actually know is one of my fantasies (I'll tell you about it later) so I was really into it.

What TB got really into was showing me off. He grabbed me and posed me for the camera in every single photo until I turned around and distracted him by grabbing him. He let me touch him for a moment before snatching me up and turning me to the camera again. I tell you, the man has willpower of iron. Iron. I got so worked up that if he'd let me I would have filmed the first ever Isobel Wren porn that day! Well, in stills...and probably would have regretted it later!

The shoot went really quickly and the Boy kept to his hard limit of keeping everything implied. I tried not to push him but it turned me on so much to have someone there watching! Before I knew it the shoot was over. I was a soaking horny mess. I put my clothes back on very slowly and absolutely dragged ass over the release. No one suggested anything cool and I, a shy girl at heart, couldn't think of a diplomatic way to suggest I take my clothing off again.

As we were walking back to the car I said to TB, "You know, I would have been totally into it if he'd put the camera down and just watched while we kept going."

The Boy sighed his long suffering sigh, "I know you would have."

I perked, "Do you think we could start doing live sex shows?! That would be great!"

"Not my style baby. Just not my style."

"Phooey. I never get to have any fun."

"Bella, you can have all the fun you want...just that one, not with me!"

But now I know that I don't just like the idea of someone watching me, I actually like someone watching me! Now I've just got to find a fellow exhibitionist to play with. I have a feeling that voyeurs won't be hard to come by...pun intended. *grin*