Recently, My friend Maria and I were out for dinner and went to a pub after. We walked from our hotel so, having a few too many drinks was in order.  While we were sipping on our after dinner Martini's.  A man who introduced himslef as Eddie ( but you can call me Ed) made small talk with us.  I am positive that he overheard MAria talking about being body positive and confident in herself.  She has never really been a body positive person and I personallly feel, everyone loves confidence and positive energy and if you are confident in yourseld, that goes a long way. 

So, after Ed introduced himself to us, We realized he was a local.  He certainly had a ferw drinks in him and was very complimentary and had good energy.  He bought us another round as we talked harmlessly to Ed.   Maria asked him if he was married and a few other questions to break the ice.  He was married ad ran a local art studio here in town.  I told him that I loved art and had a greaty appreciation for it.  He gave me his card and said, you ladies should stop by in the morning and see his work that he tried to show us on his phone from his website. We generously agreed but didn't set a time.  We were likely not going to go. 

So, after a lot more compliments, Ed disclosed to us that he was a photographer at heart and said, he loves taking pictures of people he doesn't know in normal setings.  Like, Maria and I talking at the bar or just sitting in a park etc....  He took out his phone and took our picture and showed us what it looked like after some minor editing. It was a very fun picture.  I said I wanted it but, I didn't want to give him my number.  He said, I will print out a copy of it for us both but we needed to stop by in the morning and he will have coffe ready for us.   We reluctanly agreed to make him happy but likely would not go.   He showed us a few more pictures that he had done and said, he is good editing pictures and does a lot with photoshop.  He asked if we have ever done photoshop and we both admitted that we did.  Ed complimented us and said, we are such beautiful women, why would we ever need photoshop.  He was quite the player.  I told Ed, I cover up my tatoo in some pictures and he asked to see it.  I showed him by sliding the waist line of my skirt down a bit and he said, it's nice, why are are you embarrassed of it. 

At that point, drunk Maria giggled which made him more inquisitive.  I said, she's just drunk and is just being funny. He didn't go for it and pressed for more info.   Well, here is where the tide changes. I said, I post pictures online for my thrift shop and some of the outfits show my belly and I don't want my tatoo. He said, I can give you some help with that and if I had any pictures that he could see.  Now, I was wanting a little help getting better at photoshop and I showed him my thrift shop website.  He laughed and said, that's not too bad but he can make these pictures look much more professional.   So, I said, I will stop by in the AM for that coffe and I will take all the help I can get.  I asked where his studio is and he said, righ acroos the street and pointed toward the door.  We saw the lit sign and continued to talk about life and hobbies.  Maria was pretty drunk so, I decided it was time to take her back to her room down the street. 

We said goodbye and he said, see you in the morning.  Maria and I staggered to our hotel and I helped her to her room.  I went to mine and pulled up Ed's website.  He had some great work displayed and the website was very professional.  I pulled out his card and called him from my hotel phone.  He picked up immediately as I introduced myself again and made the excuse that we think Maria left her jacket at the bar and if he had seen it.  He said no and invited me over in the morning again. I was feeling a little wild as he asked how MAria was feeling I said, she's passed out then he asked, well, what are you doing now?  He said, he just got home ( he lives above the studio) and we can talk photoshop.   I paused and said, I would love to see his studio and that I will leave right now.  

I prettied myself up a bit and wanted to play a little game with Ed.  My naughty little mind kicked into overdrive as I thougt of how I could enjoy my time with Ed but safely. I grabbed my bag and laptop and headed down to the end of the hallway for the stairs.  I had a simple , "innocent" little plan.  My exhibitionist self figured, I could have Ed use my laptop to show me how to edit some pictures and maybe, he will see some of my naughtier ones by "accident" and I wanted to see the look on his face.  AS I strolled drunk down the street, the thought got me quite aroused.  I walked in my Black knee high boots, black winter skirt, red turtleneck sweater and my black rench coat.  As I approached, I saw him standing under his sign in the distance. 

I nervously walked toward Ed as he waved from a distance. I waved back wondering if I was doing the right thing.  As I crossed the street, he walked towards me rather excited and motivated.  He reached out and said, let me take your bag as as I handed it to him.  He said, no Maria, I guess?  I replied no, but I told her I would be right back and that I was stopping here to grab something I left at the bar and you grabbed it for me. That was a lie but, I wanted him to know she will be looking for me in an hour or so.  Though, Ed seemed trustworthy enough and I could definitely kick his ass, you just never know.  We approached the studio and he was going to the door next to it and opened it.  I said , why don't we go to your studio instead. I'll feel more comfortable, if you don't mind.  He paused and agreed. He closed the door to his apartment upstairs and opened the door to his studio.  He asked if I minded if he kept the lights low as he is closed. I didn't mind. It was lit enough with a few small lights around the studio.  

The studio was very artsy with prints hanging and leaning against the walls and different type of photos and equipment.  Ed walked proudly in front of me showing me some of his work. It was impressive and creative.  I like that in a person. Pride and love for their craft.  Its attractive to me.  Ed set my bag on a desk that was behind a half non- permanent wall.  He asked if I wanted a beer or something to drink. I said I'll take a beer ( though I don't normally drink beer) and a water. I joked, seriously, leave the cap on both please.  He smiled and said, will do.  As he walked to the back of the building, he said, I see you brought your laptop so, feel free to set it up and plug in over there as he pointed to his desk and clicked on a desk lamp then walked away.  I heard the old floors creak as he walked in the adjacent room. I set up my laptop and waited for it to load up.  Since this was my personal laptop, I have many folders of pictures I take and name them by the date and or experience ( abbreviated, of course). 

I opened a folder of sone pictures I took for my store.  He walked up behind me and set the beverages on the table next to his desk.  He had a beer in his hand as I thanked him for helping me better understand how to edit my pictures.  He was polite and said he was glad to help me out.  I clicked on a picture and opened it with my photo shop programmed into my computer.  He chuckled and said, that this is a pretty basic art app but there are some much better ones out there.  I said, we'll show me how to use this one better.  I showed him how I used it and he showed me some shortcuts and ideas.  He joked at my lack of skills and the moment was fun. He then edited some pics from my thrift shop galleries in no time. 

He talked to me as he multi tasked on my pictures and he was very talented, no doubt.  As he did his work, I asked to use the restroom.  He said it's in the back room by the back door exit sign.  I grabbed my phone and went to the restroom.  He continued with his work.  I enjoyed my time with Ed and I figured he still wanted to print my picture of Maria and I for me. I went back in the room as he was sitting at the desk. He showed me his edited pictures as he went through them.  I said, well, that's impressive but, I want to learn more on my own.  He laughed and said, I'm sorry, do you have anything else you want edited.  I joked and said, If I show you those pictures, I'll have to gouge your eyes out!  He ssid, well, it might be worth it.  

Embarrassing the moment, I took a deep breath and said, click on the folder titled Las Vegas.  He didn't exactly expect to send what was in there.  Last summer, a bunch of my friends and I went to Vegas for a week. I decided, since it was " Sin City", I was given the green light to let my guard down and have some naughty fun.  Unbeknownst to them, I also invited a male friend ( Mark) from my past. He knew me well and I wanted someone there to help me capture my daring vision.  I told him where I was staying and my room and he booked a room across from mine. When the ladies went to bed,  I snuck out in very revealing attire.  I had Mark photograph me flashing in the casinos and around the strip. I also invited him to capture me masturbating around Sin City.  It was a very electric place and moment.  

As Ed saw these pictures, he stared at them. None were edited.  So, he said, wow, this was unexpected and looked at the hundreds of pictures in small icons.  I asked him to edit some for me.  Make me anonymous and hide my tattoo.  He was in shock and I lost myself as I watched him look at my Vegas shoot.  This was the flashing folder. He was more professional than I expected.  I watched him in excitement as he clicked on a picture of me in a see through fish net dress and black heels. He saw my body and said, he did a really good job and even offered some advice on what to do better.  As he perused through my erotic pictures, I knew he was appreciative of this awesome opportunity to see my natural bush and titties behind the sparce fabric in the bright lights and no inhibitions.  After he saw a few of me strolling around, eventually, he saw one of me nude in front of the classic Vegas sign.  I posed in a few full frontal nude poses and then some of me showing my lippy pussy.  He looked at me in disbelief as he said, you are an amazing model and extremely beautiful, brave and daring.  He has never met someone like me who had such a desire to be photographed as an exhibitionist and how risky the public pictures were.  I blush led and said, don't judge a book by the cover.  

I let Ed click through the large gallery as I was more and more excited and aroused by this moment.  I confidently and boldly told him which ones I wanted edited. He was more than happy and willing to help me. As he multi tasked, he asked, while focusing on my nude body, do you do this often?  I answered honestly, yes.  Who does all your photography? I said me and some friends.  He kept to his task as I pointed out which ones to choose and edit.  He was very happy to help and ask questions.  He asked, what do you do with these pictures? I said, I shared them with friends. He stopped what he was doing and looked at me and smiled and asked, am I a friend now?  I smiled and flirted and said, he will have to see them on a site I am on.  I wrote it down on a piece of paper.  IFAP!!

He said he never heard of it and eagerly went back to my gallery.  I noticed he was erect and loving this moment and I wanted to take control of the moment.  I asked, do you enjoy these pictures?  He said, yes. You are very sexy and take beautiful pictures.  I then boldly asked, looking him in the eyes. Well, do you want to see more?  He quickly responded, absolutely!  I then said, as we were both a little drunk and hormones out of control.  Will you jerk off for me while you looked at my pictures?  He hesitated and added, I'll let you give me a hand job.  I really want to see you do it.  I started to unzip my one boot and slid it off and then the other, he watched me as I said, I would love to see you cum for me.  He was way out of his league but realized, these moments don't come often, If ever.  So, he took a sip of his beer and asked if he could see the real thing.  

Perfect!!  That's exactly what I was hoping for.  He took advantage of the moment and said , show me yours and I'll show you mine.  I sat back in my chair and opened my legs a little. I slid my skirt up barely over my increasingly wet pussy.  I ssid, like this? He stared at my mound of hair and said, hell yes!!! Show me more, he insisted.  I pulled my skirt up so my lower half was uncovered for him.  He said, I'd love to have a picture, I said, no, you have the real thing here.  I pulled my sweater up over my erect nipples waiting to be exposed.  I said, is this enough inspiration?  He looked me up and down and I said, jerk off for your sexy exhibitionist.  I could tell he had never been in this situation but I looked him in the eyes and enjoyed the fact that he was watching me nude.  I said, don't let me down.  Help me feed my fetish!! I love that you can see me flashing my privates for you and can see your clearly turned on.  I could tell, he didn't want to disappoint me as He sat back, unzipped his pants, stood up, slid them down with his boxer shorts as his medium size erect penis poked through his buttton up shirt.  He grabbed his cock as he stared at me and stood in front of me slowly stroking his Vick as I watched in excitement.  This was very real and the whole thing was very exciting, I love to watch men stroking their cocks for me and here he was.  I talked dirty to him asking him to cum for me and opened my thighs for him to observe my body as he wanted a few hours ago.  

Ed became more comfortable with this experience as he stared at my body as I fluffed up my bush and asked him if he wanted to cum on it. He increased his pace as he massaged the head of his cock and said, I want to cum on your feet.  I held my legs up and feet together as he instructed me to pulled my short calf high socks off. I complied as he looked at my feet with his rapid pace and clearly was about to cum. He stepped forward as his cock spit the white gold into my shins and knees. As he had spuratic breath, he kept jerking and grabbed my heels and gushed a white load onto the tops of my feet.  I stared and watched his cum run down my legs and onto my feet. He pulled back as he came on my toes.  I loved the warm sexy feeling as Ed kept milking his cock onto my bare toes.  As he twitches and breathes, he held my heels up to his groin and wiped his cock head on my pink toe nails.  

He looked up at me with his cock in his hand and smile on his face and said, that was incredible.  With my feet still in his hands, he asked if I like to have my toes sucked.  I said, I love it very much.  He went down on a knee and started to lick my big toe and started to suck it.  He was licking his own cum off my toes.  I loved this feeling and truly enjoy getting my toes sucked on.  He tongued and licked and sucked on every inch of my feet.  I allowed him fulll control of the moment and was horny as hell.  He looked up past my skirt and bush at me and said, I can do this all night. Me too, I agreed but, Maria will be worried about me.  As he kept sucking my big toe as I was increasingly aroused.  I didn't want him to stop.  I wanted to cum as well.  I allowed him to pleasure me for a few more minutes.  I was wet and ready!!