During a brief pause in the photo session, and feeling particularly deviant — Stark naked, with my new vibrator still warm on the bed beside me, checking out the neighbors. The Lopez family, across the street, is in their front yard helping their youngest son practice baseball. Beside them to my right, the Parkers must… Continue reading In the Middle of Our Street
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Sinful Sunday: Voyeurism
Do you like to watch? Could you look away, or keep walking, after rounding the corner at the base of the stairs and spotting them there? Her dress already cast aside, now, and bracing herself against the railing in response to his hungry mouth on her neck. Would you stay to watch? Or do you… Continue reading Sinful Sunday: Voyeurism
Here’s Why
Happy Friday, y’all! Mirror shots always serve to get my imagination racing. In recent months, we have vaguely referenced our desire to bring other people into our photographic adventures — to explore and capture scenarios that are new and stimulating, subsequently providing us with content we have never had the opportunity to publish before. Photos like this one have me… Continue reading Here’s Why
Best Laid Plans
Because it’s so sheer, I always wear this blouse with a pale blue tank top underneath it. Because it’s so sheer, Holden has always wanted me to pose in it, with nothing underneath. To his dismay, it is not nearly as sheer in certain places as he had thought! Hope y’all like the photos, anyway.… Continue reading Best Laid Plans
Get Ripped
So, this was a new sensation… A few weeks ago, while shooting Sidetracked and other photos, I noticed that my favorite black stockings had become torn beyond repair. “Damn, I guess I’ll be throwing them away when we’re done with these shots,” I pouted to Holden. His reply was unexpected: “No, hang onto them for now. I… Continue reading Get Ripped