This photo continues a set featuring Mrs. Pix and our lady friend Belle the first time they posed together. They had known each other for a couple of years already and neither one was shy in front of the camera, but the shoot had a charming patina of shyness about it as they had never been intimate with each other before. Here you can see that they were making small talk, working out some of butterflies.
Unfortunately, it is very difficult to compose pics that convey the real heat of that shoot, as so much of that is in the girls’ faces and mouths – tongues and lips and eyes, most of which must remain obscured. A great shame, really, as both ladies have wonderful smiles. In this shot I’ve taken this about as far as I can while still, I hope, capturing the mood.
This photo is the opening shot of a set featuring Mrs. Pix and our lady friend Belle the first time they posed together. The shoot took place before an adult party. There were others around, but this was not a wide open scenario with people everywhere; at least not yet – others would arrive later. We had time and a little peace in which to let the girls be girls. They had known each other for a couple of years already and neither one was shy in front of the camera, but the shoot had a charming patina of shyness about it as they had never been intimate with each other before.
Unfortunately, it is very difficult to compose pics that convey the real heat of that shoot, as so much of that is in the girls’ faces and mouths – tongues and lips and eyes, most of which must remain obscured. A great shame, really, as both ladies have wonderful smiles. In this shot I’ve taken this about as far as I can while still, I hope, capturing the mood.
This is a companion shot to the one recently posted with the same title, snuck from a different angle. Not as well composed, but if you take a moment to notice, you can get just a hint of the subtle sheerness of the dress despite the bad light … a ghosty shadow of the “Y”, a bit of navel, subtle feminine lines. If you go back to the first shot, you can see similarly shadowy lines across her derriere as reflected in the mirror. But this is it … these two shots are all there is of this brief episode.
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This is just a quick snap, catching Mrs. Pix indulging in a late afternoon glass of wine in the lobby of our hotel before we went out for the evening. This was about as good as I could do in a brief moment when nobody else was looking. The tube dress is semi-sheer with a jacket providing just enough cover to hide her nipples. In the low light of the old hotel, she didn’t have to worry about too much showing through the fabric. The short hemline was another matter – that required some attention, especially climbing several floors of creaky stairs.
This outfit was worn only for the happy hour. When time came to go out for the evening, Mrs. Pix wore a luxurious calf-length black cashmere coat … and heels … only. We had a quick, casual dinner sitting on bar stools at a sidewalk bar/restaurant along the way. The coat had a way of falling away, revealing a LOT of leg and generous plunging looks at her chest that, while not actually indecent, left no doubt that she was naked under the coat. Our waitress was not at all fooled.
When we finally got to our destination for the evening, the coat was checked and she was nude for the night, not at somebody’s house party, but in an admission-based semi-public venue. Actually, it was her first time to be openly escorted naked in front of complete strangers, to be followed by brazen stalkers, to be used sexually not only for my private personal pleasure, but as the envy of circles of admirers openly pleasuring themselves … at a safe distance. It’s one thing to have stealthy sex “in public” with no one watching; it’s quite another to be fucked buck naked in front of an audience of stroking strangers.
That’s a lot to burden this humble little picture with, but since there are no photos of our evening event, this is the closest thing there is to that bit of fun.
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Pixellator: Mrs. Pix – Happy Hour Prelude to a Remarkable Evening
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This is just a quick snap, catching Mrs. Pix indulging in a late afternoon glass of wine in the lobby of our hotel before we went out for the evening. This was about as good as I could do in a brief moment when nobody else was looking. The tube dress is semi-sheer with a jacket providing just enough cover to hide her nipples. In the low light of the old hotel, she didn’t have to worry about too much showing through the fabric. The short hemline was another matter – that required some attention, especially climbing several floors of creaky stairs.
This outfit was worn only for the happy hour. When time came to go out for the evening, Mrs. Pix wore a luxurious calf-length black cashmere sash-cinched coat … and heels … only. We had a quick, casual dinner sitting on bar stools at a sidewalk bar/restaurant along the way. The coat had a way of falling away, revealing a LOT of leg and generous plunging looks at her chest that, while not actually indecent, left no doubt that she was naked under the coat. Our waitress was not at all fooled.
When we finally got to our destination for the evening, the coat was checked and she was nude for the night, not at somebody’s house party, but in an admission-based semi-public venue. Actually, it was her first time to be openly escorted naked in front of complete strangers, to be followed by brazen stalkers, to be used sexually not only for my private personal pleasure, but as the envy of circles of admirers openly pleasuring themselves … at a safe distance. It’s one thing to have stealthy sex “in public” with no one watching; it’s quite another to be fucked for show buck naked in front of an audience of stroking strangers.
A rite of passage.
That’s a lot to burden this humble little picture with, but since there are no photos of our evening event, this is the closest thing there is to that bit of fun.
This is sort of a throw-away photo, literally, for a number of reasons. I never had any intentions of letting this one out, but by chance I realized that this fit the “Candid Voyeured Sexy Legs” theme pretty squarely.
This was taken on a trip to a rather toney shopping district; the kind of place where we can look, but can’t afford to buy. Since we couldn’t really afford anything, we decided to try to catch some interesting photos to make the trip worthwhile. For the most part, that did not work out. Other photos were taken that were more posed (didn’t really turn out well), but this shot was one of a handful taken as Mrs. Pix trotted up some stairs to the second level. I trotted along behind her trying to take some advantage of the “climbing stairs” perspective, but she didn’t realize I was trying to shoot, so most of the shots I tried were just blurs. At least this qualifies as candid, which fits the theme.
Since you can’t see much of it here, I’ll note that her outfit is a racerback tank top worn as a micro-mini, bodycon minidress, pulled low to just cover her ass. No underwear. Of course, as she walked, it insisted on creeping up, so wearing this thing was a constant tug of war. Thanks to a little bit of tension in the hem it would not slide all the way over her hips, but it definitely wanted to sit above the edge of her cheeks, so a bit of her ass was almost always peeking out.