I was pretty young, 21 at the time. Of course I did not think I was young. I had taken a job at a company in town, it is a big company, and everyone in town knows that at that company you can work your entire life and retire. But at 21, you just have a job. Also, at that time I did not have a boyfriend.

The man I worked for was in his early forties, a man who had worked there forever. He was nice and for some reason I could talk with him about myself. This one afternoon, I was in his office and the conversation got around to what I was doing about my relationships, and I told him I had never met a man. He asked me, quite taken back, if I was a virgin, if I had ever sucked a man. I laughed and said no I had never sucked a man and yes I was a virgin, and no I did not want to suck a man and yes I liked being a virgin. He said that was unnatural. That my then I should have wanted to hold on to a hard dick, suck on it and look up to the man and be his bitch.

Well that wasn't for me.

That conversation happened often, he was sure that there was something wrong with me. One afternoon he gave me a magazine, a travel magazine, and had me sit in front of his desk and leaf through the magazine. Inside it was a loose black and white photo of a girl with a hard dick in her hand and her mouth on it with her eyes glazed staring up. He put his finger down hard on the photo, and said 'now there is a bitch'.

This brought around a series of photographs, he had lots of photographs, most of them were cheap photographs, but all were hard sex, all had photos of hard dicks and gaping vaginas and large breasts, and quite a few of girls with cum oozing out of their mouths. It wasn't long before he figured out that what I liked was the photos of breasts, and if he had a photo of a lone naked girl, whether she was gaping open or not, I liked those photos.

I asked him where he got the photos, and he told me that some he took himself, and others he got from friends who had the same hobby. That first photo, of the girl he said was a bitch, that was a photo of a girl sucking on him. I met the girl, not surprisingly there wasn't anything smart, but she was pretty. He asked me if I wanted to pose for him, he could give me a photo shoot, with a nice series of layouts, no sex, just me, naked for him. We did two.

The first was in his house, he had a room that was a total studio, with props and lights and all, and he laid me out and took several dozen photos. I found that I enjoyed laying out and I didn't feel the least inhibited being naked like that with him. The second shoot was outside, in this field that he used, it was fall and the grass was yellow, but in black and white you can't tell, and it was on a blanket, and the photo shoot didn't last very long.

He gave me the photos after he developed them. He kept the negatives. But he told me he wanted me on his dick, he wanted me to be his bitch in the photo, to take his dick and show him how I could be his bitch. This is how I got into the more hard core stuff, sucking on his dick, gazing up to him. It was all acting, but the pictures were good, much better than the first photo he showed me. I also gave him gaping open shots. I enjoyed the whole thing.

He introduced me to a girl, and he taught me how to photograph her, how to position her for the photos, how to get her breasts to look larger, how to lay her out so her pussy slit was visible but not dominating the photos. The more I photographed her, the more infatuated I became with her. She was one of those girls who is totally cameral ready, but in real life is plain. But I liked plain, I liked her soft breasts and her small bushy pussy and her legs and her butt, and her lips and her hair and her eyes and all I wanted to do was get on top of her and kiss her and eat her up. She opened up my desire.

He did many photo shoots of us, hard core stuff, the harder core the photo shoot was the more I enjoyed it. And she enjoyed it, we were naturals before the camera, and we were naturals when we got together to enjoy ourselves.

I never did get on his hard dick and be his bitch. I did spend the next twenty plus years in the business with him, and I knew a good photo when we got one, just how the light and shadows and the mouth and hard dicks and naked behinds, and full breasts played to the camera. When digital revolution in photography took over we moved to digital, but for him the the art was not the same. Getting her to show the look, because it is about her look, because the only great photos are about how she looks at the camera and tells you she is posing naked for you.

He is very much retired, I dabble in photography here and there, because there really is nothing I like more than a pretty, young, naked girl.