How I became a Pornographer – part 3

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How I became a Pornographer – part 3
Alright – to continue the story…
After the shoot I developed the film and made contact sheets. I was pretty pleased with results and made few 8 x 10 glossies for myself. Mother took the negatives and contact sheets to London on Sunday while I stayed home wondering when I would ever get to squeeze a breast again or find out what exactly is the secret kept in a womans’ panties. Between wondering I would pull out the pictures I kept of mom in her panties and wank at the memories of shooting them. Best Sunday ever !
The next morning mom was back in the kitchen and I went down for breakfast. On the table was a large black suitcase. Mother fairly gushed when she saw me. She rushed over and gave me a big hug. My erection was back !
When she released me she told me I would not believe what happened in London. She said they really liked the pictures and wanted to know who my new photographer was. I told them it was just some guy I knew, but he was reliable. They said the pictures you took were artfully shot and that you bought out my ‘hidden sensuality’ she giggled. They want us to do more photo shoots and they lent us this to use. She walked over to the table and opened the case. It contained a beautiful 16 mm movie camera. She said they want us to do short movies – just what the ‘Yanks’ called cheesecake. ‘You know, tits and ass.’ she said, grabbing her tits and wiggling her ass.
She was confident I could learn to use the camera and on the drive down she had thought of some great little scenes we could shoot. She was very excited and ready to get started right away. I picked up the camera and opened the manual that was in the case. It was one of those mechanical wind-up movie-cameras but illegal bahis it had several lenses and similar controls to a regular camera. As I figured out how to load film she told me the first scenario she wanted to shoot. She would dress as a secretary and come home from work. She would sit on the sofa and read a book, crossing and uncrossing her legs showing her stocking tops each time. Then she would go upstairs and start a bubble bath. She would slowly strip then get into the bath and frolic in the bubbles washing her tits.
I was gob-smacked. I pointed out that she would be naked ! She said it was OK the guys in London told her the laws were less strict at the moment and full nudity was ok but ‘no vadge’. I asked what that meant and I swear she blushed. She told me not to worry she would make sure there was no ‘vadge’ in the shot.
So while she got ready, I read the manual and thought about how to shoot the scenes. There was plenty of light in the hallway so I would shoot laying down on the floor. As she opens the door and walks in I would focus on her shoes and legs taking care to shoot up her skirt when she walked by. For the reading scene I would sit on the floor directly in front of her knees. I would keep the camera fluid and move around her like I was a dog trying to sniff her panties. I set about putting up some lights in front of the sofa. I hadn’t figured out the bathroom scene when mom came down ready to start.
She looked like a million dollars. She was in a short black wig and her make-up made her look like the ‘girl next door’. She was in a white two-piece business suit with the skirt hiked up a little too short some might say. Not me. Once again she pulled up her skirt to show me her stockings illegal bahis siteleri and get my approval, I also got a glimpse of white semi-transparent panties ! I grabbed the camera and explained how I wanted to shoot the first scene. She loved the idea and suggested a rehearsal before we wasted any film. I laid face down on the hallway floor pretending to hold a camera as she went outside and closed the door.
Nothing happened, then I shouted ‘Action’ and the door open, such a professional my mum. She turned and closed the door and slowly walked by me as I looked up her dress. It was perfect I could see her stockings and garter with occasional glimpses of white panties. So we did it again with the camera. Perfection !
The shot on the sofa we had to rehearse for a while trying to get the glimpse of stocking top just right. Mum was a real trooper and crossed her legs over and over again until we got what I wanted. She really trusted me to control this totally. Eventually we did a live shoot and again it was perfection.
I told mum I didn’t have the strip or bathroom scene figured because it was a small room and the light was poor. She suggested we do a quick shot of her bending over the tub to run the bath, then she would go into her bedroom and stand in front of her full length mirror to undress. She would then walk over the bathroom naked and get in the tub. We rehearsed it and again my mom was a real trooper as we tried different ways for her to strip. I would walk around pretending to hold a camera as I search for the shots that were the ‘cheekiest’ and make sure I was not in the mirrors reflection. Suddenly it came to me. I would make the camera the mirror.
I put the camera on a tripod about waste canlı bahis siteleri high and had mother undress and pretend to admire her body in the camera/mirror. That was all the instruction she needed. I made sure the camera was cranked and shouted ‘Action’ . She began by examining her curves and running her hands over her body. Then she pulled up her skirt up and admired her legs and stockings from different angles. I’m sat by the camera watching this happen four feet in front of me and my new obsession with fully fashioned nylons is being reinforced ( excuse pun if there is one). I had nothing to do but just enjoying the view.
Soon the dress is off and she is wearing a white girdle with a white matching bra. Her tan stockings were very sheer and beautifully clipped to the garters and she still had on her white heels. She unhooked her bra and examined her large round tits with their perfect pink nipples. She caressed her breasts and gentle rubbed her fingers over those nipples. At this point I called ‘cut’ as I had to wind the camera again ! She wasn’t stopping. So much for professionalism. She was in her own world. The camera was ready to go as she peeled off her nylons and stepped out of her girdle. She admired her body for a while before her white panties came sliding down. She was careful to keep her legs together but she was not shy about showing her trimmed bush the camera loved her ! We ran out of film before we could shoot the bath tub scene. So suddenly it was all over. We had shot 20 minutes just like that. Time really does fly when your having fun.
Mum put on her dressing gown and went down to make lunch. I carefully packed up the film which she would run up to London tomorrow to be processed. I then went into the bathroom and wacked off shooting my load all over the bubbles as I dreampt of what might have been. Or is what will be…. tune in next week when we may hear my mother say “Can you see my pussy lips in these panties ?”………
Ok that’s enough for tonight

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