Friends of mine from our pervy little dating group requested my services for a photo shoot. A private photo shoot. A naked private photo shoot.
Who knew that all those years of taking sweet lil’ flower photos would lead up to something like this?
So on a night not long ago, armed with my camera and extra batteries, I knocked on their door. I was let inside by the naked male half of the couple. “She’s in the shower,” he told me, nodding toward the back of the house. “We just got done shaving each other so we’d be ready for pictures.”
“Cool,” I answered, with the panache of someone who is greeted at the door every day by a naked, freshly shaved person. “Let’s go set up the bedroom.”
By the time we’d arranged lights and cleared away clutter, the naked female half of the couple had emerged from the shower. They laid on the bed, I sat on the floor, and we chatted for a while as their puppy nosed around.
I started things out by pointing the camera at the pup. He cooperated marvelously, which had the desired effect of relaxing my naked friends. Not that they needed much to relax them. Before long I moved the camera up to their faces. We took a few pictures of their faces with no nudity visible. Then the real fun began.
I encouraged them to start kissing. They did, but there was a problem. “Will you stop kissing her like you kiss your Great Aunt Pearl? Kiss her for real!” I chastised.
They complied. I moved around them, trying to keep a respectful distance as they began enjoying each other more. I adjusted lights when they changed positions. Occasionally I requested a minor rearrangement of bodies so that I could avoid catching objects in the background. I jumped back with surprising agility when her gushing threatened the lens.
As I clicked away, I hoped that my camera was seeing what I was seeing, which was the pleasure those two crazy kids took in each other. Their bodies looked plenty hot twisting and joining, even though neither of them have any more than the average heading-toward-middle-age body.
But the bodies weren’t important. The almost-invisible love between them was important, and that’s what I wanted them to see when they looked at the pictures later.
Eventually they had enough. Greedy as usual, I wanted more. I hadn’t gotten a picture of her face in orgasm; he refused altogether to come, as he was saving himself for later in the evening. I hugged them both, then left them to cuddle in bed as I showed myself out.
When I had the time and privacy to work on the images, I found the usual assortment of photographic duds. Some were badly shot, others were out of focus. A few showed eyes oddly closed or bodies positioned awkwardly. One or two missed the mark by a fraction of a second. In others the puppy was too close to the action.
But in a precious few, the gods of both photography and sex gave us their blessing. The spark between them showed. It showed so clearly that it made me smile and hope that the two of them would love seeing the pictures just as much as I’d loved taking them.
That sounds like such a great time, what a fun thing to get to do- and what a good, trustworthy friend you are, that they felt okay to ask you to do that!
Flowers do blossom some, huh? :)
How did you find that the experience of photographing sex differed from that of writing about it? Or did it? I’m only a writer, not a visual artist, but what you described reminded me a lot of the artistic process I go through as an erotica writer–which often means voyeur, even if it’s voyeur of my own past experiences!
I just wonder what they’re going to do with the pictures when they get them. You wouldn’t exactly hang it up on the wall next to the family portrait, would you? Or maybe a secret album? I don’t know.
You do realise that your writing and photographic skills are setting you up for a nice little profitable post-marital career, don’t you? :o)
oh! i’d so totally dig taking pix of friends making love! hell, i’d love to take pix while I’M making love! ::: evil, scheming giggle :::
So what, um, “F” stop did you use?
Some of the face pictures were subdued enough to hang on the wall. :)
Taking pictures during sex is a great. I have been taking pictures of my spouse, in various states of dress and undress for a while. Since her lover is out of state most of the time, we often send him special picture packages. Pictures of her in her lingerie to tease him or pictures of her enjoying herself with her toys. He is very appreciative. I love taking intimate pictures. It is hard to get the pictures to come out ‘just right’ I agree. But, when you get that one picture to shine, all the other five hundred wasted pictures seem a small price to pay.
Amateur photography has become my passion. :D
AAG, this is a little off-topic, but I wanted to thank you for recommending the Maven. It’s just what I needed.
i am very lucky. my lover is a photographer/filmmaker. he’s able to set up the lighting and the tripod and take the shots with a little remote control that he expertly uses while still managing to have his hands all over me. we’ve done these little photo shoots a few times and they are always very, very intimate and exciting. oh, and photoshop rocks too! it can take even the most graphic poses and make them into something spectacularly erotic but soft and artful – coffee table worthy even. in fact, we have quite a few images around the house of us making love, but we’re the only ones who know exactly what’s going on in the photos. our sexy little secret.
And you’ve just described what I try to achieve as an erotic artist. Your job as a camerawoman was far more difficult, as you had to capture split seconds when everything was just perfect. As an artist I can use half a dozen mediocre photos and will try to turn them into that one moment of pure passion, pleasure, and love, that elusive image we all search for in good erotic art.
I’m glad you enjoyed taking the photos, perhaps you have a new vocation!
The wife commenting here for the first time. I really enjoyed this post. The fun atmosphere of the photoshoot really comes through in your words. I am a photographer too, and I know how important that kind of fun and relaxation is to a successful shoot. I especially like your last paragraph. Finding the perfect shot makes our job/hobby so much fun!!