At ten o’clock on Saturday morning, Ding Jun sent me and Lynn to a teacher’s house for a photography class first, as he had agreed to do a long time ago, and they went to another place to find out more about SM. Ding Jun told me that the teacher’s name was Newman, and that he had been a cover girl for Playboy and Penthouse magazines, and had also worked as a photographer for many famous adult movies. Now he teaches photography to others when he has time, and his fee is not cheap. But Ding Jun told me that Newman promised to let me and Lynn listen to a free lesson, about two hours or so.
Newman lived in one of the best districts in the area, with his own separate compound, and after entering his gate passed a swimming pool to get into his living room, which he later learned had a small orchard behind it.
Ding Jun introduced us and left in a hurry, I sized up Newman, only in his early thirties, about 5’8″, blonde hair, very sturdy. I chilled with him while his eyes were fixed on Lynn. He also had no qualms about telling Lynn that if she came to do an adult movie, she would be an instant hit.
We were chatting when a blonde walked in from outside, dressed in a mini-skirt. Newman introduced this is his wife, just finished shopping back. I took a closer look, mouth wide open, half a day before stuttering to ask: “You are Elaine?” She smiled generously and said, “Yes.”
Newman told me with a smile, “Elaine is my wife, my teaching assistant, and of course a star.”
Elaine is a very famous pornographic movie star, she starred in Backdoor, Group Sex Chronicles, etc. which sold quite well in the market, and many of the paid adult sites on the Internet also use her name as a solicitation.
I never expected to towel her, much less on this occasion.
I had already seen her having sex with countless men on videos, but I found her dressed, especially in my favorite short skirt, which made her even more attractive. Her breasts, which were not restrained by underwear, bounced up and down with the movement of her body under the thin material, fully reflecting her youthful vigor; the “shortness” of the short skirt also unabashedly reflected the beauty of her long, well-proportioned legs.
Elaine was probably used to being surprised like me, and after saying “yes” she went to the inner room, and I realized that Lynn was glaring at me so hard that I had to put my arm around her and giggle.
I knew his class didn’t start until 10:30, and I saw that there was still some time left, so I thought I’d take the opportunity to ask some questions.
I sat on the couch, sipping a Coke, and asked, “Newman, I’ve seen a lot of movies, and I’ve noticed that the black guys in them all have very long dicks, so is it just you guys picking them out on purpose, or are the black guys really longer?”
Newman laughed: “The black ones are indeed long. But not all of them are long, so we still pick and choose. I don’t think it’s a racial thing, but there are very few black male porn stars, so we switch to black actors most of the time.” He paused, as if remembering something, and told me, “We have a black couple coming in today, so you can see if you get a chance to talk to him.”
I was surprised that Lynn also had a question: “Does that size and length make a difference?”
Newman laughed and shook his head: “No matter what other people’s views are, in our line of work, it does make a difference. Think about it, if someone’s long enough to be able to insert your usual towel can not place, can make you very comfortable, you say there is a difference? When you stick a pencil down there, you feel empty, if you get a big plastic dildo instead, you know the benefits of thickness.”
Lynn nodded her head. I was about to ask some more questions when Newman said, “Today is the second class, so I’ll tell you what I told you last time so as not to waste your time. It wasn’t much, I just told them what equipment to buy and then let them try to shoot something at home. I mainly taught them to use a camera. Because of the advanced computers nowadays, photos can be messed up by the camera. And you know I don’t charge cheaply, the ones who come to my classes don’t even care about using thousands of dollars to buy equipment.”
Then he told me what kind of equipment he wanted, like a Sony digital video camera, a color laser printer, or something like that. I figured out that it would cost about 6,000 to 7,000 dollars to buy all of them.
Shortly afterward, three couples entered one after another, and since the names don’t matter at all, and to save time, I’ll just use Couples One, Two, and Three for these three couples!
Couple three was the black couple. The black man was wearing a pair of tight pants, like the ballet kind. I could clearly see that his penis was wrapped tightly around his pants, and in its flaccid state the glans was actually about to towel up to his penis. This man was not tall, but about 5’8″, so this length really surprised me.
Lynn was also gawking on the side, and I noticed that the black guy was actually a little embarrassed, but still “Hi!” He said “Hi!” and said hello. His wife to is a typical black beauty, height but one meter six five or so, well-proportioned, she wore and her husband wore into a clear contrast, a very well-fitting white-collar suit.
Couple one looks in the thirty-something, the man has some belly, the woman is not as slim as that black woman, but one meter seven height makes her look very good figure. Couple two is a pair of old husband and young wife combination, I later learned that the old man before retirement is a large company to live in Germany’s president, the woman is a Singaporean and British hybrid.
The female was around thirty, one of those smaller sized women, and the old man was at least sixty-five years old.
Newman introduced us briefly and began his lesson.
“Couple One, what are your conceptualizations?”
The man said: “We didn’t have anything very special in mind, but my wife likes to be watched by others, and I wanted to see how other people react when they see my wife naked, so we took a video of her in the shower.” He said as he took out a videotape from the bag beside him.
Newman started playing the video. The scene began with the woman lying naked in the bathtub, the water clear. She looked at the camera for a moment, probably got some kind of signal, and began to slide her hands down her body from her breasts, and the camera slid along with her hands. This woman although thirty-something, but the body is really well maintained, not much extra fat, legs also appear to be long and well-proportioned.
Within moments, the woman crossed her thighs and the camera didn’t hesitate to move to the other side of the tub and look straight down at the woman’s bottom. The labia were thick and long, and I was told that some people really liked these, for what reason I’ve forgotten. The woman rubbed her clit with her fingers, then the screen went black and there was nothing more.
“What a shame it’s so short. Your wife has a nice body.” Newman turned to the white woman again and said, “You should move your hands more slowly. Your breasts, your waist are very beautiful, in the chest, the camera better close-up breast part, nipple must be hard. When taking a picture of your waist, you should pull the camera back a bit, because that’s how you can show the line of your waist.” Couple One nodded straight on the side.
Newman went on to say: “If your wife does like to be watched, you can just use some web conferencing software to broadcast your video on the Internet. You can also ask the audience what they like to see, to understand what they need, you know how you should shoot their own video. Later I’ll give you the names and URLs of a few software programs and will try them out myself.”
Newman is trying to turn to couple two, the white woman interjected: “I also want to film him, but he did not allow me to film, because he felt that his own that is too small.” She pointed her finger at her husband’s penis, and he blushed: “I’ve watched so many videos, and I realize that everyone else’s is so big, I’m really afraid of being laughed at. Let’s just watch other people’s videos.”
“Wait. If you don’t mind, can I have a look? I’ve photographed so many people, I’ll know what you’re really like once I see it. I guess if your wife doesn’t mind, you’ll care even less, right? Not to mention there are only a few of us here.” Newman said seriously.
The white man is very hesitant look, but also from time to time with the corner of the eye glanced at the black man’s lower body. Newman could see his hesitation and added: “If I say you’re okay with it, you should trust me, if you don’t let me see it, your wife might also think that you are indeed smaller yo. Besides, there’s a trick to shooting, you just think someone else’s is bigger.”
The white man hesitated, but finally agreed. Before he took off his pants, he said innocently, “Don’t laugh at me!”
The guy’s pubic hair was so thick that his prick looked like it was shrinking in the weeds. I gave Lynn a look, and she really did have a “really short” look on her face.
“Your pubic hair is so long that it looks short. Have you ever noticed that the actors in those videos have short pubic hair? Some of them are even shaved.” Newman paused: “Does your wife usually shave her pubic hair?”
The man shook his head and Newman said, “If you’re both willing, I can have Elaine come and give you a demonstration and trim your pubic hair.”
I could see the man’s prick rising, and his wife’s face was full of hesitation. Elaine is really something, in the “HBO’s REALSEX” series of programs, and she worked with the male actors have said that her kung fu is really good, sometimes those battle-hardened male stars can not hold out, within a few minutes after the leaks, had to take a break, and then continue to shoot the same footage after a hard on. So, some of the uninterrupted lovemaking scenes that everyone saw were actually edited. Dummies or inflatable dolls made in the mold of Elaine’s vagina were once out of stock for a long time, and even when they were available, the price tag was still snapped up at a hundred dollars.
The white lady said, “I don’t think we should bother Elaine, I’ll just go home and try it on him.”
Newman shrugged, casually picked up a pen and wrote something, handing it to the couple: “Here are some common shaving supplies, follow the instructions and you shouldn’t have any problems. You can choose to shave it all off, or leave it very short. I just took a look and yours should be of average length, about six inches or so when erect.”
The man pulled up his pants with a disappointed look and sat down next to her wife.
Couple two was that old married couple shape. The Singaporean woman took a videotape out of the bag she was carrying and gave it to Newman, who put it into the VCR and we stared at the screen. When the screen lit up, the Singaporean woman was lying naked on the bed, flirting with the camera. The woman was in good shape, except that she was just tossing and turning on the bed, and for a long time.
After a few minutes of watching, I was no longer interested, but had to put on a very interested face. My hand had crept between Lynn’s legs. Since we were all sitting around a large rectangular table and the TV was at the other end, no one even noticed what I was doing, except Lynn of course.
Lynn first clamped her thighs tightly around my hand to keep me from going any deeper, but of course I wouldn’t let up and tickled her with my unclamped thumb. I twisted my head to look at her, and although her eyes were glued to the TV, she was actually doing her best not to laugh out loud. I applied more force, she stopped resisting, and my hand went smoothly to the base of her thigh.
Instead of cotton or silk panties, my hands touched warm pussy lips and sticky love juices, and I think it was probably because I showed my appreciation for Manuela’s going out in public without panties that Lynn was not to be outdone. As I twisted her little clit between my thumb and forefinger, it was obvious that her vagina was contracting endlessly and I also heard her gasp for breath intensify. I wasted no time and then slid my middle finger along the wet vaginal opening. Because I didn’t want anyone to notice, I tried to keep my upper body as still as possible, so I had to use my middle finger to jiggle it in a small area at a high frequency.
Lynn braced her hands on the table to keep her body from shaking, and her vagina clenched tightly around my fingers down there. I attempted to attack other sensitive areas with my other fingers while attacking the vagina with my middle finger, but both were stopped because of the inconvenience of exposing myself.
“Not bad.” Newman said softly, returning the videotape. To be honest, that soft sentence really made me startled, it’s really a thief’s heart. I withdrew my hand and brushed my hair with my other hand, casually responding, “Not bad, not bad.”
Lynn breathed heavily, and though she frowned and glared at me, it made me feel infinitely more tender.
The black couple pulled out their videotape and handed it to Newman.
As soon as the screen lit up, the black woman was seen walking around the living room in a sheer nightgown, looking in the direction of the camera every now and then. The focus of the camera was still being adjusted, and it was obvious that someone was controlling the camera.
The camera’s lens pulled towards the black woman’s breasts, the nightgown was sheer and it was obvious that the woman wasn’t wearing any underwear, the dark circles of her areolas were obvious and her nipples stood out hard. The camera looked down and panned, a small light floral T-Back shielded her bottom. Typical black man’s body, with ample breasts, thin waist, and high pouting hips that added to the curvaceous beauty of the woman.
The doorbell rang, and the camera immediately focused in the direction of the door, and the woman looked out through the cat’s eye on the door for a moment before opening it. As soon as the woman opens the door, she opens her hands and yells, “Honey, you’re finally home.”
Then there was a moment of silence. The woman was silent for a moment and said, “Hey Nick, it’s you, I thought it was my husband! Come on in.”
Lynn and I looked at each other, why would she be wrong if she had already seen what was out there? We looked over at the black couple, who seemed to be looking at our reactions as well, and the black man smiled stupidly at us.
The woman stepped aside and a that white man named Nick walked in. Nick followed the woman’s gesture and sat on the couch as the camera caught those two from the side of the couch. Nick sat on the couch, a little formal, probably because the woman in front of him was wearing so little.
“Ami, Maika asked me to come to him at this time and said to discuss the meeting tomorrow. It looks like you’re waiting for him too, isn’t he home?” Nick said.
“He said he’d be back about this time. He went to New York for a week and I wanted to surprise him. So I put on this new nightgown I bought to greet him and I didn’t expect it to be you.” Ami said as she stood in front of Nick.
From the side, Nick’s reaction was very unnatural. If he wanted to talk, he had to face Ami, but Ami was wearing so little, causing him to make a show of looking around, saying as he looked around, “By the looks of it, even if Maika comes back, he won’t have time to talk to me about any meetings.”
“Why? He’s the one who takes his job seriously.” Ami said.
“But you’re dressed so glamorously, where else would he be in the mood to talk about a meeting.” Nick quickly stole a glance at Ami’s breasts, “I think I’d better go.”
At that moment, the phone rang in the room, and Ami told Nick to hold on, then picked up the phone and said, “Uh-huh, uh-huh,” half a dozen times. She put the phone down and said to Nick, “Micah called and said he’s delayed his return and won’t be home for about four or five hours.”
“I’d better get back then.” Nick stood up and stole another glance at Ami’s areola.
“Is there something you want?” Ami asked, then added: “If you do not have anything to do, I want you to help me advise which pajamas are more attractive to men.” She paused for a moment: “Your wife is also a famous beauty, I think you must have some research on these. I talked to her and she said you have a good eye. I want to surprise Maika, so I’ve bought a few new styles that will come in, so help me pick out which ones will fit best, okay?”
“Of course there’s no problem.” Nick probably couldn’t believe his ears and sat back down on the couch.
“Isn’t this a free pajama show?” I whispered into Lynn’s ear.
“You can’t tell Myka though, I don’t know if he’d want another man to see me dressed like this.”
“No problem. I won’t remember anything after I help you look at it.” Nick wasn’t stupid.
“Do you want something to drink? How about a beer?” Ami asked Nick.
“Yeah.”
There was a large refrigerator directly across from the camera, and Ami opened the door and bent down to get a beer. Her pajamas were so short that when she bent over, the hem of her pajamas flopped down to her waist, exposing almost her entire buttocks. The camera pulled towards the fridge and gave a close-up: the light-flowered T-Back was probably too small to wrap around May’s entire pussy, but the thin straps had already been strangled into May’s labia.
Ami had shaved her pubic hair, so we could see it very clearly. Her pussy lips were thicker, covering the entire “line” that was supposed to cover her pussy, and it was already shiny.
As if she didn’t even know what was going on, Ami rummaged around in the fridge for a while longer before straightening up and walking over to Nick with a bottle of beer in her hand: “Let’s have a beer first!” Then she sat down on the couch across from Nick.
I suddenly felt Lynn’s hand on my meat stick, she felt my erection, hit me hard with her hand. I looked at her and whispered, “Aren’t you wet?” After hearing this, she screwed me a little, and then ignored me.
“Nick.” Ami said as she lowered her crossed right leg and replaced it with her left leg crossed over her right. It was obvious that her thighs were spread wide apart when she changed positions, and since she was sitting on the couch and the hem of her nightgown was rolled up to her waist, I figured it wouldn’t be too hard to see her private parts if I sat across from her.
The camera’s attention was on Nick, who seemed to be admiring Ami’s pajamas, but it was obvious that his attention was on Ami’s bottom, which showed her labia.
“Nick, why don’t I go change into something else? Then you help me compare.” With that, Ami stood up, wiggled her ass and disappeared off camera before we heard the door close.
Nick took a ragged breath and put down the glass in his hand. To our surprise, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis, and the camera immediately gave it a close-up. Nick’s hand was holding his prick, and he was handily moving it up and down, and because it was shaking so much, all I could see was that his glans was engorged with blood, and the eye of his horse was already wet. The camera pulls back and we can see Nick masturbating while poking his head out to see if Ami has come out yet.
A minute or two later, the door slammed, and with incredible speed, Nick put his rod back, zipped up his zipper, and picked up his glass and proceeded to drink his beer.
Ami flashed into the picture and I couldn’t help but be a little disappointed. She had changed into a silk purple nightgown, and even though there were cutouts in some places, it still felt like she couldn’t see anything. The most annoying thing was that there were actually padded breast pads on that chest, and it was also a short nightgown, but the hem was actually coming up to her knees.
Nick was probably thinking the same thing, he looked at it for half a day and said, “Ami, you have a great body, you look good in any kind of clothes. This one is also very good, but compared to the one just now, this one is too conservative.” He took a sip of beer: “Forgive me. That one was transparent and a little hazy. That’s what some people like, including me. Now that this one covers you up and you can’t see anything, some men might not react at all.”
“Oh, so… did you react?” May asked Nick as if she was being careful.
Nick wasn’t sure what exactly Ami was trying to do, but he answered as he was told, “I really don’t feel much for this one compared to the one just now.”
“Okay then, let me try again.” Ami said and walked out of the shot to change again.
Nick didn’t press on this time, but it was as if he was trying very hard to keep the obvious bulge down.
A short while later, Ami walked out. This time it was more exposed than the first start well because it was very obvious that she wasn’t wearing any panties, her inverted triangle was shaved into the shape of a heart, the dark color coming through the sheer pajamas.
Ami asked Nick, “Do you think this is better? Do you like the heart? Or your wife persuaded me to shave my pubic hair, I’ve never tried it before, just this time I want to surprise Maika.”
Nick said, “I’m sure there’s no man who wouldn’t react to seeing you like this. If you haven’t done it before, I’m sure Myka would love it.”
“So, do you like it?” Ami said, pulling the hem up and looking down to see what her “heart” looked like.
“Of course I like it, you can tell.”
Ami followed Nick’s gaze and saw his raised crotch, “Is it really my influence?” As she said that, she walked up to Nick and ran her hand over Nick’s protrusion, and then smiled with her mouth obliterated, “You’re really hard, yo!”
“Do you want to see it?” Nick probably decided that Ami was baiting him, so he boldly asked.
“Your wife told me that you’re not small and that you’re very good at it. But…” May looked hesitant: “I can’t apologize to my husband.”
Nick had a disappointed look on his face.
Ami continued, “But can I look at it? It’s just a look, just like I look at the men in the magazines! Take off your pants, I want to see if your wife is telling the truth.”
Nick stood up and quickly unbuttoned and pulled his pants down. He wasn’t wearing any underwear either, and as soon as his pants came off, his meat stick stood straight up.
“Are you fully erect?” Ami asked.
I whispered to Lynn, “You see how big her husband’s is, so of course you think that guy’s is small.”
Lynn also said, “Doesn’t he know that black people are generally bigger? Isn’t that a shame?”
Nick was really blushing: “Of course not, usually my wife has to blow mine up.”
May said, “I’m not going to fall for that. Do you want me to blow you? You can use your hand! But if you don’t want to, then forget it. I finally know how big your wife said it was.”
“She’s certainly not wrong, just wait and see.” Nick said, taking his rod in his right hand and rubbing it up and down.
The camera pans to his rod, and sure enough the rod has a godly performance in his hands as the dick slowly rises in size.
As Ami watched, her hand reached down and her fingers disappeared under the black heart.
Both were standing: Ami’s hand kept rubbing her bottom, her eyes opening and closing. When she opened her eyes, she watched Nick masturbate; when she closed them, she enjoyed herself. Nick’s eyes never leave Ami, his hands are not stopping, his eyes are not. The camera took a close-up, some liquid could already be seen at the horse’s eye.
“I want you.” Nick said.
“I want you too,” Ami gasped, “but I can’t apologize to my husband, I don’t want to have physical contact with another man.” She continued to rub her hands together.
“So what are we doing now?” Nick’s panting accelerated.
“It’s just watching, it’s like watching a real person perform live. You can cum if you want.” Ami could also hear that Nick was dying.
“I’m… about to cum, but I don’t want to get it on the carpet.”
Ami lay down on her back and said, “Cum on me.” She was busy with one hand and unzipped her nightgown with the other.
The camera’s angle was blocked, but it was obvious to guess that Nick was kneeling near Ami’s abdomen and “owed” a few times, presumably cumming.
A moment later, Ami’s face flashed into the camera, her face shining brightly. She told Nick, “My husband told me that a man’s semen contains a lot of nutrients, so every time I let him cum on me or on my face, I use it as a face mask.”
Nick stood up and put on his pants: “Do you feel okay? Because you haven’t…”
“I’ll wait until my husband gets home. Thank you for your expert opinion on pajamas.”
“Then I’ll leave. Tell Macca the meeting is postponed.”
The camera flashes and the TV’s screen goes black.
Newman looked at us and said, “Nice shot!”
I don’t know what other people think, but we both felt particularly excited at the thought of each other having sex with someone else,” said Ami. So we set up this trap. Maika hid and filmed it with a video camera as an assignment for this photography class. We’re actually trying to figure out how we can attract someone else, and we really don’t know what they think.”
Maika chimed in, “I wasn’t sure how I would feel about seeing someone else having sex with Ami, but I just felt really turned on.”
Newman told them that through his discussions with people in the business and other friends, most couples have fantasies about seeing their significant other having sex with someone else, which is why there are quite a few wife-swapping clubs in the United States.
Newman also copied a few phone numbers and addresses for them.
The class time just went by quickly and I didn’t get much of a lesson on photography techniques, so I don’t know exactly what kind of techniques Newman would teach someone. I still didn’t know anything about cameras and would just shoot with some digital dummy cameras.
After the course, Ding Jun came to pick me up. On the way and I talked about the SM whipping skills he learned, I did not listen carefully, just casually perfunctory, thinking: really is warmth and lust ah!
Postscript.
It took almost a year from the time I said I would write it to the time I finished it. I don’t remember some of the details very well, so the ending was wrapped up rather hastily.
Lynn is still in Canada for her Masters in Business and I still visit her from time to time, I just haven’t traveled in pairs anymore. Mr. and Mrs. Ding Jun bought a big house in California, and since it’s close by, I often go there to sit around, and the SM thing is something they haven’t tried as far as I know. Every month or two, they will get some kind of party to have some fun, I have something to do, all missed.
Mr. and Mrs. McCarthy completed the photography course and really used it in their lives. I also received a box of video footage of them having sex with another couple.
～～”End of the line.