I for these details. The photographer also in fact. After 20 minutes of shots, she takes off her bra. I am particularly excited. I stop. She looks at me. I turn on the camera. I motioned for her to take the vibrator. I could not see it all on the bedside table. I wanted the sex to fly and she would enjoy it. She ignites that rubber phallus and puts it in her mouth ... she licks it as if she were doing a fellatio to someone, looks at it and then brings it down, flies over the breast, the onyx and arrives up to her vagina. The black silk thong comes off and shows a perfectly shaved, thoroughly shaved venereal vein, the whole vagina. It takes the forefinger and wets it with the mouth that at that moment explodes from how hot it is, and it gently lubricates the lips external and smaller ones inside. At that point the ritual for the preparation of his butterfly is finished, it spreads more, and inserts the tip of the rubbery thing in the vagina.Inizia to enjoy like crazy, I look at her and I take it back, it makes her crazy to the extent it seems It moves, like a wave stirred in the ocean ... it slams against the cliffs of pleasure .. it comes .. it covers itself .. it is extremely relaxed and calm .. it puts back the jeans and sweater with which it had come from girl normal. Fold the thongs, the fishnet stockings and all the extravagances he had in that big prison. The apartment is hot. I accompany her to the door ... it's very cold outside .. she greets me, she smiles at me. Wow ... it was really a powerful erotic experience. But, I finally wanted a model. Damn, I designed a perfect business, model photographer, I put it on my site and people buy to see them in full. Most of the world's erotic sites do so, with Russian, American, British models for the most part. In Italy the only thing that could be found were those amateur sites without verse. I wanted a copy of MET-ART but Italian. MET-ART is the world's largest erotic art site, models from all over the world, most Russian. And to do that I needed Italian models. Months go by, I surf, I look for, contact, I can not find any girl ... until February 2006. Finally, through a famous Hostess site I touch one on the other. From the photos you can see that it is very pretty, tall, blonde green eyes ... 24 years old university student. Among other things, he lives an hour from here. The contact we agree on the fee 100 euros for 3 hours. He does not want to be naked but only poses sexy. We agree on the time and the service would be the week after, to be precise the second week of the cold February 2006. He tells me that he wears his clothes and his underwear given my lack of wardrobe. During the week I continue my tedious and quiet work as a salesman and is there that many inspiration on how to dress girls during the set. Customers come in winter then and on Saturday nights especially, dressed in elegant, sexy, original ways. I take notes, I write everything in my notebook. The striptease must start from this. The mind must be teased, the woman excites much more if she slowly undresses if she goes fast or is already half naked. Men still like to imagine every now and then. And so between the sale of a TV and another I write all kinds of sets that I would like to create. How to undress models, how to enhance them. Comes the day of my first set.I go to work in the morning, I had an appointment with the model at 14.30 exact in the afternoon. I was leaving work at 2.00 pm I had to fly. She would have arrived at the station. In the morning she had been quiet at work. But I was tense .. I had never dared so much, nobody knew of my business. I get out of work, in a hurry, I head to the station. Parking area. I go up to the platform and wait a few minutes. The train arrives on time strangely, some people come down. I'm afraid of making mistakes to recognize Lamia, the first model. They all go away ... few people remain and I finally see her. It was lower than the photos he had posted on his presentation page. I made a sign for her, she went towards me ... "Are you the photographer?" And I shyly: "Yes, it's me ... I like ...". She was dressed in shorts, gray stockings, a sweater, a cap on her head, and beautiful black boots with her precious trolley full of tricks and clothes. He looks at me and smiles as if he does not believe that I am doing that job in his twenties. We start walking, my throat was dry and I could hardly speak. And if someone I know sees me? And if my parents pass by here and see me? I rushed to my comfortable car. As we walked, he spoke and asked me how many models I had photographed before her. I answered 26. Obviously lying. She wondered, then asked me where the photos were going at the end, and how far the studio was. I answered both questions. We were not far from the studio. It was cold. The photos were palpable that they went on the internet at the end.When I had some for the hands. We arrive at the car and put his luggage behind and go up. While I drive, she talks to me about her past services and that she studies in Bologna. We arrive and finally safely enter our apartment. It was hot: 23 degrees. She supports her stuff, and for a moment I had lost my compass ... a model all for me and I do not know where to start ... even here she came to my aid. He walked around the apartment and said it was very nice, spacious and it was what he did for her in Bologna though. I take out the liberations, they are those long sheets where a person decides on his own will to do what is written and to respect the agreement. Mine was a tough release. In addition he gave me a document that found the age, I scanned that too. I had learned from big sites in the industry, sensitive on the phenomenon pedophilia (rightly) put on the Internet even the license of the models obscuring all sensitive information but leaving the year and birth year uncovered. So everyone could trust. The bureaucracy was over. It was time to shoot! He asked me how he had to dress. Donatella, that's what the blonde was called had brought a thong, a skirt, some sweaters, a black bra and evening shoes, the ones that tie up to the knee. And I told her how to dress up for my very first photo shoot. Pink tight sweater, black panties with pink edge, black stockings and of course her black skirt. The set started like this. I made her sit on the red bed that offered a nice choreography. Since the apartment I had taken was on the ground floor and overlooked a crowded inner courtyard, I closed all the windows. The lights were on, the headlights bought a few days earlier too. Click, first photo. I am embarrassed and excited, she smiles, moves, discovers her thighs more slightly raising her skirt. I do more or less 60 photos in that pose with slight changes, I can hardly talk to you ... so after a while 'suspend and offer a break. So I could download the Memory Card on my Mac and in the meantime I would have thought about what to do next. Roberta was strong, the cell phone rang her every 10 minutes, some were friends, another was the alleged companion and finally called the father. She said that she was studying, in truth she was with her bare breasts, all naked, she wore only a tiny threaded thong that was transparent on the front. The darkness fell outside, she asked me to turn up the heating that was cold, we took it to the maximum, 26 degrees. And then we talked about my interests, why I did that job, and I asked her more or less the same. My first model was enrolled at the university, but with those semi-erotic services she paid a living, I do not think she had much time to study. So I decided that the second set had to start with her, which had something in her mouth, and that something is one of my greatest passions, the Cuban cigars. I went to Cuba when I was little and I fell in love with the scents of cigars and much more of that wonderful land. So I always had someone behind it. I put a Trinidad in her mouth, it's a pretty light but pleasant cigar. She was amazed and asked me if she could smoke it in the next break. I accepted with great pleasure, because I had also a wonderful Montecristo N ° 4 behind me. The Montecristo are preferred by Europeans because they combine the pleasant aroma, medium heaviness to the emotion that you try tasting them. So she half naked and I always embarrassed we lit the two havana to each other and the atmosphere became unreal. It was cold outside, inside the grades, they were tall, the cigars started to show their full smoke and we smoked. She sat down on the blue carpet that was placed in the center of the apartment and while she was smoking she hugged her legs, I was sitting behind at the desk, we looked at each other and talked about cigars, quality, how to smoke, she was very intrigued despite the fact that the cigars knew them very little and preferred cigarettes. Until after a quarter of Havana's lighting, he put it back in the ashtray and said: "Stop, my head is spinning ... I do not like it anymore". I finished it 10 minutes after her. And so I made her lie on the sofa. He had black stockings, a black bra and a green shawl. The phone rang again and I took some pictures while talking on the phone. She was beautiful because she laughed and her face was happy and relaxed. Also finished the third set, we were tired, almost 3 hours of pictures I said we could finish it there. She undressed the residual clothes that she had worn showing her breasts and the cut that her little butterfly had, a vertical fur of very well-groomed hair that could be seen from the transparency of the thong. My first set was complete, it was a very light set, told me that it was very good, and that it would be back if I had wanted it again as my model. Taken over all his stuff and I accompanied him to the train station. I had a set. But to set up the site I wanted I had to do a lot more pushed. From the mists of the internet I found another model who was interested in posing for me, she was from Rimini but she was also a student in Bologna. It was blackberry, Asian features because the Chinese father and the peculiarity is that it had appeared semi-naked on a giant advertisement in a newspaper here in the area. Plus it was for the complete nude. The fee was fine and also had a large wardrobe of clothes to take me. So I decided to do the set. That day I was home from work, it was my day off, so I had no anxiety or haste. I went to the studio, telling the house that I was working that day, and I prepared everything, the lights, swept the floor, passed the dust and half-closed the windows. Until it was time to go and get it. It was a lukewarm day that day so I arrived at the station on foot. He had a red trolley, and he communicated to me with a message and a denim skirt. I arrived at the entrance to the station and watched the tide of people who had fallen off the train. As usual, I did not see any girl. At least I did not see my model! As long as I saw her, she approached and asked if I was me. Even here I was shy, but I managed to shake her hand. Gaia was not so tall, she was dressed like a crash. White fishnet stockings, boots, miniskirt and a sweater. Her hair had melted and her face was very peculiar. It was exciting, no doubt about it. I told her that the studio apartment was not far away. She asked me how old I was, I always answered rather abundantly, 24, 26 I could not say I was a 20 year old! And astonished she started asking why I did that job, how many models I had photographed, etc. Everyone turned in the street, I was in all colors, she was overly sexy, could not wait to take off the few clothes that covered her. We walked, no longer arrived, told me that I looked so much like a good boy and that despite my compensation was low, for her, she would pose the same for me. Arrived in my apartment-studio, first I give you the release form to sign, take it and give me the newspaper page that portrays her half-naked, and tells me: "See ?!" with a very mischievous air. congratulations and I say that I'm lucky then to have her and she smiles, while reading the release, she lets me catch a glimpse of the transparent thong she wears under the white fishnet stockings, she does not close her legs. The skirt seemed non-existent. Signed release. We are ready. Let's start as it is, that is, wearing a red t-shirt, the famous white fishnet stockings and the miniskirt, he puts on shoes with pink heels. She does not have panties, the thong had taken off before starting. The photographer on the big piece of furniture that was near the entrance, where the sets of each model started. I take some innocent pictures, smile, winks, cross your legs. I ask her to turn around, she shows me her beautiful ass that can be glimpsed from those white fishnet pantyhose. Slowly she discovers her breasts, it is not tantogrande, but for her body she is perfect. And the first set is done. We rest, she tells me about the theater she does, that these clothes would not wear them even for her boyfriend. Of all the strange proposals he has had since that daily has immortalized her. Giorgia is not shy, empties the suitcase on the sofa in front of the furniture of the first service, there is everything, pink fishnet stockings, shoes with heels, thongs, leopard bra, lace and its tricks.It had a beautiful face , red fleshy lips and slightly oriental features. Misi denuda in front, the venus mount of his passerina is quite nice and shaved, just as I like it. And he asks me: "How do I get dressed now?" I decide it's time to use the bed and play some tricks of transparency. So I make her dress with dark socks-brown transparent, no panties, white skirt and a low-cut pink shirt without bra. I make her sit on the bed, she opens my legs, I photograph all the vagina that can be glimpsed from the stockings, she likes that up to there with the lens of my D50, turns, lies on the other side and here too he shows all his patatina from behind, seems to be lubricated with pleasure, the smell of sex and excitement was very strong at that moment in the air, he also discovered the breasts, smiles, the set is particularly good. His vagina too. At that point I'll undress and change again, I have a crazy idea this time. She wears a t-shirt all colorful with rainbow colors, perfect, I do not let her put her underwear, only the white striped stockings I empty a pack of M & M's on the vagina and the mount of Venus ...
I was tired of everyday life, of boredom, of the gray of my existence so I decided to put on an erotic website. That summer, I mean that of 2005 once I finally left the university, I went to work in a summer center for people with disabilities, and in the evening, when I rested, while everyone was asleep, I was putting down the basics of what I felt as my main goal in my life, that is to create an erotic network with beautiful girls. Many would have paid to see those delicacies and I would have given vent to all my fantasies. The preparation of the project was very accurate, in fact I planned more or less everything, the contracts to be signed to the models. They included very strict clauses including one that the photos taken remained mine forever, and that I could resell the photos to anyone I wanted. Always ad infinitum of course. The other things I designed were the site's name, logos and graphics. The "Mission" of the site, that is the canons of beauty that the aspiring models had to have. The research poster to the female who had no problem in undressing. After all, I paid real money unlike many words that then did not give anything or down there. I offered 50 euros per hour for naked and uninhibited shots and 25 euros for intimate shots. I refunded travel expenses and underwear and clothes were mostly mine. In the meantime, the summer ended. And I was hired as a shop assistant in an electronics superstore here in Romagna. The pay was pretty good 1000 euros sometimes something more, so I decided in October of that year to find a "location" where to run the shootout and forbidden shots, which I had planned in the summer of 2005. I turned and turned and finally found what he did for me. A fantastic three-room apartment in the center of Forlì furnished in an ancient building. It had an independent entrance and was very welcoming, above all I was delighted with the variety of furniture that was already there. I already had a minimum set ready to use.
I took it. Without thinking about it so much for 550 euros a month .. very much I know, they were not even including the bills. I was 19 years old. It was crazy. Everything was crazy. The Studio apartment officially became mine on December 1, 2005. And I started thinking about sets to do ... I was shy, so many months of planning and I did not have a model. So immediately to inaugurate the study I asked a friend if she was willing to do another set there. This time, however, I needed his rubber foul that we had given her for her birthday. Yes because for his 19 years the poor Elisa received as a gift from all the comrades or better to say ex-companions a beautiful rubber foul. Dark-haired, dark eyes, very sexy and beautiful body was incredibly sexy, always, besides having a beautiful voice, she sang from time to time and as always she also liked the pleasure of sex. She was cold that morning, the sky was clean and serene, but his teeth chattered outside. I had erections at the thought of every second, it went up and down, like a drawbridge ... minutes passed. We had an appointment for le10. Minutes passed, I thought she had changed her mind, but she arrived. Late but he came to me. We went to my secret house. She entered, at first, I watched as every woman in the apartment. He complimented me and soon put the beach bag on the sofa. It was full again this time with underwear, transparent panties, pantyhose, garter belt, bras, coulotte, thong and also the legendary rubber foul! I could not believe he had brought it. My penis was hard as a brick in the sun. It was hot. She was there, me too. This would not have been a set for the site, but a test set. She, an exhibitionist, could not wait to support her Venus in front of my goal. And I was very clear that I would have liked to see her with that phallus from the moment I saw her. She started to undress, she was dressed like someone who goes to the supermarket to do the shopping, took off her jeans, t-shirt, jumped on one foot, took off her bra and cream-colored underpants that wrapped that corner of paradise, and immediately a beautiful complete super exciting underwear. He asked me if I liked it, of course with the little breath I had said yes. It was breathtaking. The outfit consisted of black veiled stockings, garters, black thong, black bodice to wrap it wore shoes with the toe that year went very fashionable. I adjusted the hair he had left loose and went to the bed, the double bed of my secret study, was large and had red sheets. He sat up and crossed his legs, looked at me. Beginning to photograph it, it was not easy to have a girl so front. She smiles, she winks, she stretches me those beautiful legs. One shoe is removed with one foot .. The nails are treated and the enamel is red. You can see under the black stocking .. I die.