Having my photos printed in a Top Shelf Magazine turned me into a tart! Not that I’m complaining, far from it; I love my new lifestyle and hubby approves too! I’ve always been a flirt and an exhibitionist and have enjoyed men admiring me. My husband ’s the biggest compliment a guy can pay him, by eyeing me up. He’s always encouraged me to dress sexily, even for work and has never made a secret of the fact that he’d love to share me! Several months ago we had a night in and Alan suggested I tried a few outfits on and have some more photos taken. He’s taken hundreds of me over the years and our little sessions have become a regular event for us. The upshot of it was that at the end of the evening, I was pissed and he had some very sexy pictures of me! We had a slide show of them on the computer and he said that they would be good enough for any magazine. In my tipsy state I agreed to let him send some off to Escort Magazine. Three months later, I appeared in the magazine, pussy, tits, face and all and they hadn’t even changed my name! It was headed “Tart Wife Melinda from Yorkshire”. Seeing myself in the mag was a big turn on, not only for me but also for Alan! Our sex life hotted up even more! It was only a few days after the photos were printed I got a phone call from the editor asking if I would be interested in doing a professional photo shoot in our own home. Escort were running a feature on Ladies over 40 and they wanted me to feature. Having photos taken by my husband was one thing, but a total stranger another all together! I was hesitant but Alan, as ever, managed to talk me round, saying I should be flattered that they had asked! He said it was an opportunity not to be missed. The next day I phoned London and made arrangements for one of their photographers to visit us at home, the following week. The very thought was a huge buzz for us and we spent the week shagging like demented rabbits! When the day arrived the atmosphere in our house was charged! We were both excited and on a high! I knocked back a couple of G and T’s with my lunch and waited for the photographer to arrive. I was already tipsy when I answered the door to him, so my inhibitions were long gone! John, the photographer was a guy of about 50, a very charming man who immediately put me at ease. We started off with a load of fully clothed shots to get me in the mood and very gradually I was asked to strip for him, as my husband watched. It was making me feel so fucking horny, opening my legs and revealing my bare cunt to a total stranger, playing with my tits, touching myself, pouting. I was enjoying myself so much! Alan, my husband, was also in his element! We’d been filming for a couple of hours and that guy must have seen my cunt from every angle! He came over to me to try and show me another pose, and for the first time, he touched me, as he demonstrated how he wanted me. That simple skin to skin contact sparked something off inside me! Don’t ask me what or how; I don’t know what happened, but I felt like a whore on heat! I grabbed his hand and placed it firmly between my open legs on my wet cunt. He looked over to my husband for approval and received a gratifying smile and nod! The photographer slipped a couple of fingers inside my pussy and started to finger me as my husband watched! I immediately unzipped his trousers and pulled out his semi hard cock, burying it in my mouth! I sucked him hard and managed to climax on his fingers then asked him to fuck me! John climbed between my open legs, eased his lovely hard cock into me and fucked me furiously for twenty minutes or so! I came twice again before he fucked his spunk into my unprotected hole! What a man. What a fuck! We finished off the photo session with his sperm trickling from my swollen pussy. When the photos were published recently, you could clearly see his cum dripping from me! A porn magazine turned me into a dirty tart and for that I am grateful! I am desperate to be fucked by other men now! Any volunteers?