I crouched by the side of the bed to get closer.

James's kisses trailed downward to her right breast, where he paused and looked lovingly at the nipple. He gave it a gentle lick, and his tongue slowly circled her areola.

Ashleigh was breathing harder and gently arched her back, pushing her breasts up toward James's orbiting tongue. He pulled back and blew softly on the nipple. As it puckered and hardened, he looked at me to see if I was getting the shot. I nodded enthusiastically, he grinned, then sucked her nipple deep into the heat of his mouth. Ashleigh inhaled sharply, then let out a faint moan.

I had forgotten to breathe again, and exhaled slowly.

Ashleigh looked at me with glassy eyes while James sucked and kneaded her breasts. "Hey Tony," she giggled. "Is everything ok?"

I nodded enthusiastically, flashed a big grin, and wiped my brow again.

James drew his head back from her breast and looked over at me. He laughed. "Tony, you look miserable. Take that shit off and get comfortable."

I looked down at myself. My shirt was dark and limp with sweat. I was swelteringly hot and my trapped erection ached.

I looked at Ashleigh. She nodded encouragingly.

Fuck it.

I stood up and stripped, urgently pulling off my shirt and pants. It was an instant relief. I kept my boxers on in a desperate attempt at modesty, and my attention returned to the happy tangle on the bed.

James was lavishing attention on Ashleigh's other nipple while she squirmed and sighed.

I cleared my throat. "Let's get another shot, shall we?"

James rolled to the side and gave me an appraising look. It was hard to read, but he seemed entertained by what he saw: a middle-aged, slightly overweight, mostly naked man at the foot of his bed, holding a phone and sporting an urgent hard-on under plaid boxers.

Ashleigh lay back with tousled hair and gave me a winning smile.

I felt like dying from embarrassment when I compared my physique to the young, beautiful couple I saw in front of me. I swallowed my pride and pressed ahead.

"Ashleigh, come stand over here, next to the window."

James gave her an encouraging pat on the thigh. She collected herself, sat up, and joined me. James watched from the bed and slowly stroked himself while I started directing the poses.

We were back to boudoir, and I was immediately in the zone.

"Turn your shoulder to the window, and look down toward the city … Good.”

The phone clicked eagerly as I shot the photos.

“Shoulders back, chest out, arched back ... very nice! Get right up into those sheer curtains. Yes!”

Click.

“Look at the camera. Serious look. Perfect.”

Click.

“Twist toward me a little, now away. Put your hands in your hair like you're tying a ponytail ... great! Arch your back ... a little more ... shoulders toward me ... perfect."

Click.

The sun was sinking lower – the light was good, but there wasn’t much time left.

James was sitting upright against the headboard, slowly stroking his cock as he watched his wife pose for me.

"I think we have our shots," I said after a couple more minutes.

Ashleigh stretched her arms over her head and got up on her tiptoes, then relaxed into a comfortable stance. She looked at me and raised her eyebrows. "What's next, Tony?"

James interrupted. "I want a beautiful picture of your pussy, and then I want to fill it with cum."

I raised my eyebrows and looked to Ashleigh for approval.

She met my look with an innocent smile. "Is that what you want, Tony?"

I cleared my throat and tried to return the look. "Yes."

"Ok," she said thoughtfully, and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. "But I think it's only fair that if I'm going to get naked, and James is already naked, then you should be naked too."

I froze.

James cleared his throat to catch my attention. “Do it, Tony.”

A moment later my boxers were around my ankles, and I stood before them in all of my middle-aged glory. My modest cock was achingly erect, protruding from a graying patch of pubic hair. James had that smirk on his face, and Ashleigh was grinning from ear to ear.

She looked at my dick for an eternal second, gave me another wink, and wiggled her panties over her hips and down her thighs. She slid back onto the bed, lay down, and spread her legs to reveal her beautiful pussy. Her dark pubic hair was trimmed into a thin strip, her lips were swollen with arousal, and her inner labia peeked out, pink and glistening.

"Is this what you want, boys?" She looked down at her body, then reached between her legs and gently traced one finger over the lips of her pussy, slowly teasing her labia apart, revealing the wetness within. The fingertips played over the soft mount of the hood, kneading it softly. After a few seconds of gentle exploration she stopped, reached over to grasp James's cock, and looked up at me expectantly.

I could hardly move.

"Yeah," I finally managed in a hushed voice. "That's perfect."

James studied me intently, a faint smile on his lips, while his wife slowly stroked his cock.

I looked down at my own cock. It was drooling precum. I couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity.

James cleared his throat. “Take some pictures, Tony.”

My professionalism kicked in and I approached the bed. Pussy shots, coming right up.

"Ashleigh, I need you to turn into the light. Right — scoot your butt over there.” I pointed at a spot, and she wiggled her way down.

“Ok. Now, bring up your feet and spread your knees.” She was getting into position before I finished my instructions. “Yes! Now, rock your hips back so I can shoot straight on.”

I crouched down, holding the camera inches away from her pussy. Her labia were swollen and wet, and the bud of her clit peeked out from under its hood. She was playing with herself, dipping her fingers into her wetness, sliding them through her folds.

“That’s perfect,” I whispered. Then, with more urgency, “Spread your labia with your fingers — no, not a big stretch, just a little bit.”

I glanced up to find her looking down at me. She gave me an open-mouth smile and bit her lip. “Do you like that, Tony?”

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. She held my gaze for a few moments, then closed her eyes and sighed, relaxing back into the pillows.

I took a long breath, and returned to taking pictures.

“OK, Ash,” I said softly. “That’s amazing. Keep exploring.”

James was stretched out on the bed next to her, watching with a content smile as she pleasured herself. He reached over and started to play with her breasts with one of his hands, gently pinching and rolling her nipples.

She groaned, and pushed two fingertips into her pussy. Her rings, gold and diamond, flashed in the rose colored sunlight, framed by her hot, wet labia.

I watched her fingers working, utterly transfixed. I was close enough to feel the heat from her body and smell her musky scent.

On instinct I looked out the window. The sun was starting to disappear over the horizon — our time was running short.

I swallowed hard, braced myself, and stood up. I looked from Ashleigh to James and back. She was softly whimpering, and James was staring at her with a determined expression.

“I think we have our shot, and we’re about to lose our light.” I cleared my throat. "Next pose?"

"Fuck yes," James says. Ashleigh inhaled sharply and nodded vigorously.

"James, I want the best picture I can get of your cock sliding into Ashleigh's pussy, and I think our best bet is reverse cowgirl ... right here." I patted the edge of the bed in front of me, and sank to my knees on the floor.

James moved in, sat where I indicated, spread his knees, and reclined back on the bed. I took a couple more pictures of his rock hard cock while Ashleigh got situated, straddling his hips and facing me.

"Go ahead, Ashleigh."

She propped herself up, took his erection in her hand, and gave him a few gentle strokes with her fingertips. She rubbed his engorged head through her labia, collecting her wetness, and teased her clit. She bit her lip in anticipation as she seated it at her opening, then slowly eased down onto him, filling her pussy with his gorgeous cock.

"Fuck ..." James groaned. "That is the best feeling in the world."

Ashleigh closed her eyes and rocked her hips.

They were fucking three feet from my face, and it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen.

She rode him slowly, the lips of her pussy wet and tight around the shaft of his cock, her clit swollen, his balls high and tight. He took hold of her hips and pulled her down. She let out a little moan and followed his lead, grinding against him. One of her hands cupped a breast, squeezing hard; the other went to her clit, her fingers kneading and orbiting with purpose.

"Incredible," I said. Ashleigh was staring down at me with a strained smile on her face and a glassy, faraway look in her eyes. Her nipples were rock-hard and her abs flexed as she rocked against her husband.

Our eyes locked.

"Ash,” I say quietly. “Can you can cum for me?"

Her eyes went wide and she nodded vigorously.

"James, can you hold out?"

"Fuck yes," he said with glee. "I want you to cum all over my cock, baby."

Her fingers worked her clit as she ground against her husband. The cords in her neck stood out and her jaw clenched. Her brow furrowed. She pinched a nipple and her whole body tensed. Her breath caught, strained, and her mouth opened in a soundless cry.

We stared into each other's eyes and I took her picture as she fell into the abyss. Her legs shook uncontrollably as she came, and James clamped his hands on to her hips to keep her from falling over.

After a few eternal moments she gasped for air and melted, eyes closing as she tried to catch her breath.

"Oh my God," she whispered. "Oh my God, that was so good."

She took another shaky breath and looked back down at me, smiling sheepishly. "Everything OK down there?"

I nodded my head. "Amazing. That was truly incredible."

James cleared his throat. Ashleigh laughed, and she twisted to look back at him. "Is there something you want, baby?"

He made a couple of impatient thrusts with his hips, and she rocked against him obligingly.

"James," I piped up. "I can get that creampie photo any way you want it, but we only have a couple more minutes of light."

That spurred him into action.

"Babe,” he instructed. “Get on your back and spread your legs. I want to see your tits and kiss you when I fill you with my cum." He gave her a light slap on the ass.

"Oh my God,” she said enthusiastically, “yes James, yes please."

She lifted herself off of him and fell sideways onto the bed, almost scrambling to get into position.

In a matter of seconds he mounted her. I stood up to see if I could get a good angle for the action, but they weren’t positioned for it. I took a couple of half hearted photos, then stopped to enjoy the show instead.

“Harder,” Ashleigh gasped. “Fuck me harder.”

James thrust like an animal, his cock plunging in and out of her pussy in fast, full-length strokes that made her breasts jump and the bed creak. She followed his rhythm, lifting her hips to meet him. She looked up at him with a broad grin as he plowed her into the hotel bed.

"Cum inside me," she said in a low voice, "fuck me full of your cum, James."

And he did.

He seized in ecstasy, groaning loudly, muscles clenched as he hilted himself inside of her. She joined the moment, straining her hips upwards, grinding against him, milking his throbbing dick as he was bound in the throes of his orgasm.

"Holy shit," he groaned, still rigid, his body twitching as he strained against her.

"Holy shit," he repeated, softer this time as his body started to ease.

He took a deep breath, released it, and kissed Ashleigh – a slow, passionate kiss. She melted beneath him, and they relaxed into each other. He nuzzled into her hair, and she wrapped her arms around him, holding him, gently stroking his back.

"Hey Tony," she said quietly. "Want to get your shot?"

“Yes,” I said quietly. “Yes, please.”

James slowly disentangled himself from his wife. She lay in a perfect ray of light, her skin radiant in the husky pink sunset. In a second I was between her thighs with the phone, her pussy filling the screen – wet, swollen, glowing. She spread her lips with her fingers and flexed, and a trickle of translucent white cum spilled out of her.

I was transfixed, taking pictures and staring at her pussy and the oozing mess they had made.

The smell of them together was intoxicating — his cum, her juices, their sweat.

“Hey, Tony,” James interjected. "How's it going down there?"

I looked up at him. James was propped up on one elbow, relaxing next to his wife. His glistening cock lay against his thigh, slowly softening. He absentmindedly stroked his wife’s abdomen. They both looked down at me, amused and curious.

I sat up, suddenly self-conscious of my position between Ashleigh’s legs, my rock-hard erection, and the unbelievably intense intimacy I just witnessed.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"That was amazing." I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to collect myself. I looked over them, my eyes lingering on the light playing across Ashleigh’s breasts, the gentle folds of her pussy, and James's cock – softer now, but still slick and wet.

"That was awesome.” I wasn’t sure what to say, and I was so aroused I could barely think straight. “I think we got some great pictures. Both of you were great. Thank you."

My stomach was clenched, my heart was racing, and my cock was so hard it throbbed with every beat of my heart.

"So," Ashleigh cleared her throat and glanced at James. They exchanged an indecipherable look, and she continued. "How are you doing, Tony? It seems you're the only one unsatisfied." She grinned and gave my cock a pointed look.

I looked down at myself, then back at her. I felt completely overwhelmed. I had no idea what to do. My cock twitched eagerly; the desire to bury it in her hot, tight depths was almost overpowering, but I would have died before asking for that.

"Tony!" James barked, holding up his hand to get my attention.

I looked at him, startled.

“Tony. What do you want?” He gave me a grin, and continued. “We’re not going to be happy customers unless you get a happy ending. You can have almost anything you want – but you can’t fuck her.”

I glanced at Ashleigh. She gave me an encouraging nod.

I took a deep breath and sighed. After a few seconds of awkward contemplation, I turned back to James. "I want to satisfy myself while looking at your wife’s beautiful pussy." I reached down, squeezed my cock, and gave it a slow, firm stroke.

James laughed, holding my gaze. "It is a beautiful pussy, isn't it?"

I nodded enthusiastically.

"Could she —” I began, and paused. They looked at me expectantly. I met Ashleigh’s eyes.

“Ash, could you straddle my face while I lay on the bed?"

Ashleigh’s laugh was nearly a cackle. "Tony, you've been between my thighs all evening, of course ... but ... you might get dripped on."

I grinned. "I think that's kind of hot, actually."

James snorted back a laugh.

"Enough chitter-chatter, boys!" Ashleigh giggled, sat up, and pointed at me. "Assume the position, Tony!"

I gleefully obliged, climbed onto the bed, and lay down on my back. I had a wild grin on my face and I was already stroking myself when Ashleigh stood up and planted her feet on either side of my head. She stood over me with a wide stance, knees bent, lowering her pussy toward me while she held onto the headboard.

Ashleigh started playing with her pussy and gyrating her hips as I jerked off in a frenzy, one hand squeezing and stroking at a furious pace while the other cupped my balls. I was already on the edge when I saw a pale white drop of fluid accumulate in the folds of her beautiful pussy.

I knew that was the end.

That little glob of cum fell out of her and landed in my graying chest hair – and I exploded. I swear to God my guts turned inside out in heaving waves of pleasure. I was transported to a different realm, and when I regained a toehold on reality, both James and Ashleigh were laughing with delight.

"Holy ... shit." I mumbled, still struggling to find my way back into the real world.

Ashleigh giggled, looking down at me. "Did you like that, Tony?"

She wiggled her hips, stepped to the side, and sat down next to her husband, leaning into him.

I stared at the ceiling, catching my breath, and gently massaged my slowly deflating erection.

“Goddamn,” I muttered. “That was something else.”

I looked down to see my chest and stomach splattered with thick streamers of jizz. It didn't stop at my chest, either. I reached up and felt it on my neck – and the pillow behind me.

I laughed as I propped myself up into a sitting position, not sure what to do with all of the cum trickling off my torso and onto the duvet. "Goddamn." I repeated myself, lost for words. I looked at Ashleigh and James and chuckled again. "Thank you!"

“You’re welcome,” Ashleigh said softly.

“Any time,” James said with a smirk.

I took a deep breath and exhaled, relaxing completely.

After a moment, James stood up and started picking up his clothes from the floor. Ashleigh excused herself to use the restroom. I just lay there, taking it all in and catching my breath.

I looked out the window at the maroon skyline and couldn’t help but think: I wonder if they'll want pregnancy pictures?

Tony has more adventures in store! Please DM or comment about what you enjoyed; your feedback is always appreciated.

I'm very grateful for the editing and feedback from the amazing Irene of Athens. Any grammatical errors or clunky phrasing are my fault for being impatient! Thank you!!