After our trip to the club in the North West, our sex life, which was already incredible, seemed to go to another level. Our passion for each other was insatiable, often ripping each other’s clothes off as soon as we got home from work or nights out. We discussed going back to the club, but between work, Jade’s studies and other stuff we did not have any weekends free.

We kept in contact with Claire and Ray and they told us about a website for those interested in the swinger’s lifestyle and we tentatively set up a profile. Immediately we were awash with messages from single guys and it all became a bit overwhelming.

We tried to read the messages, but it quickly became apparent that most of the messages we were getting consisted of two or three words, asking if Jade wanted an immediate shag or was ‘allowed’ to play alone. Almost all the messages were accompanied by an attached dick pick, oh my god, so many dick photos. I felt embarrassed for my gender as it appeared that all the guys on there from the age of eighteen through eighty were using one organ to think with and it certainly was not their brain.

We quickly hid our profile to catch our breath and decide what we wanted to do.

One evening we logged onto the website and brought up our profile and look at it. There were lots of blank spaces and areas that were clearly lacking in detail. We decided to do some research and started to browse the profiles of others on the site looking at what we found attractive on their profile and what photos we found erotic. We were going to use these ideas as the basis for our profile.

“I think we need to upload some decent photos,” said Jade, rolling over in the bed to look at me.

“Agreed, I also think we need to work on our write-up and decide on our interests as they put it. There are loads of options. I think we can definitely rule out water sports; I have absolutely no interest in that fetish.”

“Absolutely; I like to think I have an open mind, but I do not wish to partake in anybody pissing on me or me on them.”

I looked at her, giving her a quick kiss, “Any suggestions as to the type of photos we do?”

Jade reached out and clicked on the hot photos list. The first couple of pages were full of females in various stages of undress. She changed the filter to show couples but that was also mostly made up of females. She changed the filter again and brought up the hot male photos; this at least did not have women in it, and most of the photos show the men in tight boxer shorts, wearing suits, or in cleverly suggestive poses.

Jade tapped the case of the laptop, “I think we should try to have a balance in our photos, I think our photos should be boudoir style, classy, not graphic. I mean, look at that one; who wants to see such a close-up?”

She clicked through a couple more pages of photos, “Jesus fucking Christ what the hell is that she has stuck up her twat?”

I looked at the screen, “Well, it appears to be a bottle of some sorts.”

“I know, but you would have thought she would have started with the neck end and not the bottom; she must have a fanny like a cave.”

“You're not supporting the sisterhood,” I laughed, “but I agree with you, our photos should be classy, sexy, and enticing. We can leave the bottles on the wine rack. You have some sexy lingerie so maybe we can do a few of you in lingerie, and, well, I guess me in some boxer shorts; what else can I wear?”

“I am sure we can come up with some other ideas for you,” said Jade, “let me think about it.”

The next evening I pulled out my camera and set it up on a tripod; grabbing a couple of box lights, I positioned them on either side of the bed and put in a strong white light bulb, which I then softened by closing up the front panel. I also set up a few lighting umbrellas, and we would play with the lighting as the evening wore on. Taking a few tester shots so as to get a feel for how the bed looked with various lighting setups, I soon felt ready.

I called to Jade who was busy in the other room and she came in wearing a black half-cup bra, some frilly knickers she had picked up for her dancing, and a lovely pair of high-heeled shoes which were black at the front but silver on the heel area.

I took a few of her standing up asking her just to pose as she felt comfortable; occasionally I would make a suggestion if I felt it was necessary. I did ask her to do a couple of what I consider to be professional model poses, but she quickly complained about the unnatural positions I was putting her in and how much they hurt her. Finally, we took a few shots of her leaning against the wall with one arm over her head and one foot bent so that her heel was against the wall, by positioning a light behind her I was able to make it a silhouette shot which looked amazing, even if I did say so myself.

We quickly looked at the shots I had taken and Jade loved some of them and asked me to delete others that she felt were unflattering. We then proceeded to take more photos as Jade slowly removed first the bra and then her knickers; by this point, I had stopped giving directions but was just taking shots at will whilst trying to move my cock to a more comfortable position within my jeans.

Seeing me adjusting my groin Jade suggested that as my jeans were clearly too tight and perhaps I should take them off.

I went to unbutton them.

“Stop, give me the camera. I will take some of you.”

I passed her the camera. “So how do you want me?”

“Let’s start with the jeans unbuttoned and you showing your boxer shorts; put your hand on the band as if you have just undone them,” she paused for a second looking at the camera. “How do you work this thing, what button do I press?”

Rolling my eyes I walked across and gave her a quick rundown on the basics of how the camera worked.

“Tell you what, let’s take it off manual and put it on automatic. That way the camera will choose the best setting; all you have to do is press the button, hold whilst it autofocuses, and then push down again to take the photo. Simples.”

“Okay smart arse, get back in position.”

I heard the camera beep as it focused and then the shutter sound as she took the photo.

Jade then started to move around taking photos in quick succession, “Yeah baby, yes, yes, NO, NO, over here, look at me, ignore me, moving around, oh baby, sexy.”

I cracked up, “Okay, Austin give me the bloody camera back before you ask to see my mojo.”

“You can show me your mojo anytime.”

We took a few more photos before suggesting that Jade go and put on another outfit. Whilst Jade was getting changed I pulled out a small leather kilt and put it on along with a pair of high topped boots. I was floored when Jade walked back into the room wearing the short gold dress from the first date we had gone on.

I moved around taking shots from various angles before coming in for a few close-up shots of her torso as she slipped the dress off, revealing that she had nothing on underneath it. I felt Jade’s hand brush my thigh before she slipped it under the kilt.

“No underwear, just the way I like you.”

My cock hardened and soon Jade lay forward on her stomach; flipping the hem of the kilt up, she took my cock in her mouth. With one hand I undid the kilt and threw it to one side before pointing the camera down and taking some quick photos of Jade as she blew me.

Taking a long deep suck she then released my cock with a popping sound, “We said boudoir shots, remember, nothing graphic, no action photos.”

I placed the camera down on the floor, and as Jade took me back in her mouth I leaned forward, running my hands down her back and over her behind. This movement caused my cock to push deeper into her throat and I felt Jade gag a little as she tried to adjust to this sudden movement.

Jade swung around and slid to the floor in front of me. I dropped back onto the bed and watched as she tenderly licked the length of my shaft before taking the head of my cock in her mouth and in a rolling motion bobbed gently up and down, only ever going a short way down the length of my cock. Her hand gripped my cock at the base before she shifted it to the centre, and matching the rolling motion of her mouth, she started to stroke me.

I gasped and tensed up a bit as I tried to make the sensation last as long as I could. Jade let my cock fall from her mouth and looked up at me, lovely as she continued to masturbate me.

“You like that, do you?”

“You know I do,” I replied.

“Well, don’t cum just yet; I have plans for this cock,” she said smiling ever so seductively at me.

“I suggest you slow down and don’t be so good at giving blowjobs, then,” I laughed, before groaning as she took me back into her mouth.

Jade knew what she was doing; she kept bringing me to the brink before stopping and letting me calm down a bit before resuming her teasing. Eventually, I had enough and placing a hand under her chin I pulled her off my cock, a small string of spittle running from her mouth to the head of my cock. Gently pulling her up to her feet we kissed, our tongues snaking around one another in a little dance.

“My turn,” I said as we pirouetted around and I gently pushed her onto the bed and dropped to my knees. I ran my hand down the centre of her body, between her breasts and across her toned flat stomach before slipping two fingers between the folds of her pussy lips and rocking them from side to side along the length of her slit.

Jade groaned and I felt my fingers become slick from the juice emanating from her. I love her taste, and lowering my head I licked up and down her moist pussy, listening to her moan. Looking up at her, her head was back and her hand was running through her hair.

I slipped two fingers into her and stroked my tongue up and around her clit, loving the little gasping and groaning noises she was making. One of her hands moved to her breast and started small circular motions around the nipple, occasionally tugging it. As I continued to lick and probe her Jade started to take deep breaths and moan more and more loudly before announcing that she was cumming and closing her legs tightly around my head as she spasmed and shuddered.

Pulling myself up I took hold of my cock and guided it towards her entrance. Jade watched, almost mesmerised as I pushed the head between her pussy lips before withdrawing and repeating a couple of times. Each time I slipped into her, she gasped and her head rocked back a bit.

As I entered her again, Jade’s legs went behind me and pulled me into her so that my cock was fully buried inside her.

“Oh yes,” was all Jade could whisper.

I began to thrust in and out, watching Jade’s mouth form a perfect 'oh' with each thrust. I leaned forward and caressed her breasts feeling the nipples get harder. Jade moved her arms and dropped onto her back pulling her legs higher into the air so that I could go even deeper into her.

We changed positions frequently as I started to fuck her furiously, slamming into her with raw passion. Jade's moans and little screams were echoing around the bedroom. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock as she came and it was enough for me to explode, filling her up. We lay hugging one another for a minute or two with my cock still nestled within Jade as we recovered and gathered our breath.

Jade giggled, “Is this going to happen every time we have a photoshoot?”

“Is what going to happen?”

“You fucking me.”

“It's the model, she is just so damn sexy and fuckable.”

Jade kissed me, “Did we get any good photos for the profile?”

“I think so; I will transfer the photos to the laptop later and we can pick out the best ones and crop them so they are suitable. We don’t want to show our faces, for example.”

With that we extracted ourselves from each other and went to get showered, continuing to tease each other for the rest of the evening.