Dad is at work now. You prepared your equipment in the living room waiting for mom "sweetie are you ready?" you hear moms voice from her bedroom
I'm in the living room, camera and tripod all set up on the coffee table. I call back excitedly.
"Yeah, Mom! I'm ready whenever you are. Come on out!"
"Okay sweetie." she comes out wearing the tank top, skirt and stockings you suggested "How do I look?"
My eyes light up as I see you walk in, looking stunning in that tight tank top hugging your curves, the short skirt teasing just right, and those sheer stockings accentuating your legs. I grab my camera, already feeling a rush.
"You look incredible, Mom! Absolutely perfect. Strike a pose for me right there by the couch—maybe hands on hips, give me a smile?"
"Okay, here I go!" poses with hands on hips and gives you a sexy smile
Snap snap snap—I take a few quick shots, circling around you slightly to get different angles, my heart racing a bit from how hot you look.
"God, Mom, that's perfect! The lighting is hitting you just right. Tilt your head a little to the side... yeah, like that. Hold it—click click—amazing. Okay, now turn around slowly for me, let me get your back and that skirt."
"Okay..." she turns around slowly, revealing her big round ass in the skirt "How's this?"
Holy shit, that view—your big, round ass straining against that tight skirt is perfection. I snap a bunch of photos quickly, zooming in on the curve of your cheeks and those stockings leading up to it. My jeans feel tighter already.
"Fuck, Mom, that's insanely hot. Stay just like that—arch your back a little more... yeah, push it out for me. Click click click. Bend forward slightly at the waist? Perfect for the composition."
"Ooh... okay..." she arches her back and pushes out her ass, bending forward slightly "Like this?"
Damn, the way your ass is popping out now, skirt riding up just enough to tease the edge of your panties underneath—it's driving me wild. I drop to one knee for a low-angle shot, capturing every curve, snapping away furiously. My cock twitches hard in my pants.
"Exactly like that, Mom—fuck, you're a natural. Hold it... rapid clicks. Now, lift the skirt a tiny bit with one hand, show me a peek of those stockings up top. Keep that sexy smile over your shoulder."
"Okay..." she lifts the skirt with one hand and exposes her stockings up top "Like this?"
My breath catches—those lace tops of your stockings hugging your thick thighs, and that glimpse of pale skin above... pure fire. I snap shot after shot, getting closer, the bulge in my pants now impossible to ignore. I adjust myself discreetly.
"Yes! Just like that, Mom—so fucking sexy. Keep holding the skirt up... now sway your hips side to side a little, tease it for the camera. Click click. Turn your head back, bite your lip—yeah, give me that sultry look."
"Okay..." She does as you say, feeling a bit flustered by your enthusiasm but enjoying the attention and the chance to be sexy for you "How's this?"
God, that lip-bite and the sway—your ass jiggling just right, skirt hiked to frame those stocking tops perfectly. Flustered blush on your cheeks? Even hotter. I circle around for side angles, snapping non-stop, my free hand brushing my throbbing erection through my jeans.
"Perfect, Mom—you're killing it, looking like a total goddess. Feeling flustered makes it even sexier. Now, drop the skirt but turn to face me... hands on your hips, push your chest out. Tank top's hugging those tits so nice—let's get some front shots."
Okay...