If you've read my profile, then you know I'm a commercial artist and photographer. I spend my days making mindless marketing materials and taking pictures of all of the cogs that my company produces. I'm not a lesbian, but the first time I saw a SI Swimsuit Issue I was like "Why can't I be doing this?". I tried doing shots of myself, and not that I'm a bad looking girl, but I'm kinda pear shaped with a dark hairy bush (if I let it go). I so wanted to do female model photography, the more erotic the better. 

I finally got the chance one day when my friend Christine asked me to take some boudoir pictures of her forher boyfriend. She is kind of a tom boy, but when she started putting on her outfits I saw how beautiful she really is. I took about 30 pictures for her wearing various lingerie with garters and stockings.She told me she always trimmed her pubic hairs really close and tight. On one shot, her lips kept slipping out of her teddy. She couldn't quite get it straighted out so I took care of it for her. I tugged on the thin material and couldn't avoid touching her pussy. She was so wet and she smelled like vanilla, It was all I could do not to start rubbing her down ther. She didn't seem to mind the incidental touching at all.

That night, while I was going through the pictures, I pulled my own panties to the side, and rubbed myself to an orgasm.For a while we kept in touch, and she would always talk a little dirty to me, which I loved, but we eventually fell out of touch. I ran into the guy she took the pictures for years later, and he told me that she had the hots for me. I wish I would have acted on my feelings that night.

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