We had been together only a short while when I confessed that I really loved the idea of her being free to enjoy herself with other men. It was only after a lot of discussion that she realised I was not wanting a tit for tat existence with me being free to do the same, but more that I was aiming for me to be a cuckold and her to enjoy cock.

And so we dabbled our toes in the water having discussed scenarios where she could have fun with or without me. It boiled down to my fantasies being to do some flashing or posing for a photographer, for her to perhaps get chatted up at work or us to answer some adverts in contact magazines. I bought some magazines first and we read through some enticing suggestions and a whole load of poorly constructed efforts. We answered a few and put an ad in for her to be the only girl at an all male party. This got an avalanche of mail enclosed in a large manilla envelope containing dozens of suggestive letters, some with cocks in black and white photos, a few with faces and lots of dirty suggestions. We enjoyed wading through, making a pile of possibles and a much larger pile of rejections.

One of the possibles was from a photographer in Durham who sent a photo of his girlfriend in a mag called Escort and saying he would like to do some of Liz, we were not yet married. I put it to one side and asked if she might think of him as a good possibility. We put our rejects in the bin and decided to make a short list for future fun. I got her to write to him as her hand was much more legible than mine and was obviously made by a woman. Posting it, we both shivered in anticipation as it dropped in the postbox a few yards from our little cottage. Two days later we got a phone call, having sent the number for a quick reply. I took the call and then handed the phone to her to have a chat.

When she came off the phone she was shaking with excitement, she said he was very nice and wondered if we could go and meet him the next night. I nodded my head in agreement and took her upstairs to make love and talk dirty about the coming night. She sorted out loads of clothes she thought would be good and we pared it down to four outfits, stockings and sussies, a basque, fur coat and white see through dressing gown, tie front shirt and a skirt. They were all very showy and ideal for her.

The next night we made the trip north and found his terraced house from his guidance. We entered his front door and he said he was wanting Liz alone and mentioned that maybe I could go to the pub for an hour while they did the photoshoot. I was disappointed but reluctantly agreed and left with me getting a soon to be familiar knot in my stomach, shortness of breath, head spinning and a weird kind of deafness which I learned was part of a cuckold's excitement.

An hour later I was back at the front door but as I was about to knock, I heard her gasping the kind of breathless gasping she did when I fucked her. I stayed stock still, held my breath and listened at the adjacent window as the gasping developed a pattern in a rhythm typical of a cock sliding in and out of her. It went to a crescendo and I heard her say 'Give it to me, I want your spunk' and more gasps and some moans from another body. As the moans subsided I waited as patiently as I dared and then knocked on the door, satisfied that I had not ruined their fuck. Amid the sound of a bit of scrambling I saw the light from an opening door illuminating the hallway and a white shape approaching the door. It opened and there stood Liz with her dressing gown on and a towel between her legs. A reddened face flushed with a smile told me she had been very well fucked I entered and she closed the door and grabbed my hand, pushing it against a very wet cunt, my fingers slid partly into her pussy and the fact that her cunt was full of spunk told its own story.

Mike appeared in the doorway smiling and said the session went very well. I thanked him and he asked if I wanted to see the last few shots taken. I agreed and Liz was posed in her dressing gown with her kneeling and revealing her body, cunt seeping cum and her nipples hard and her looking well ravished. He had a pair of jeans on but was otherwise naked, the zip undone and a semi hard cock partly hidden. He took another five shots of her leaning back exposing her cunt to his lens and I got the unmistakable aroma of sex in the room.

Twenty minutes later Liz was dressed and we left with me feeling really excited, Liz told me what poses she had done and said Michael would send us copies of the pictures to our address as soo as they got back from the processors. These were the days when you got film developed, pre digital.

Two weeks later the promised copies dropped through the letterbox and I became a very happy man as his work showed her up beautifully. Her young body looking soft and exciting as she posed in a red suspender belt with matching panties, no bra and the tie front shirt gaping open showing her tits with hard nipples. Her breasts looked gorgeous. Then she appeared in the pale pink basque for a few, then she was nude and some body oil was applied. The naked shots showed her cunt as she laid on a large cushion. She had a photo of him naked and hard and she said it was shortly before he fucked her. She said she was really proud of the results and getting his spunk in her made it even more worthwhile.

As you no doubt realise, this was a good few years ago but it was the perfect platform for many adventures which became far more daring and fulfilling. To this day she is still fucking another guy as much for her enjyment as mine, just as it was intended