The camera Course
I had always wanted to learn how to take really good photographs. I had lots of ideas about what I wanted to take but when I actually took them, they never turned out the way that I expected, which was rather disappointing. So when I saw an advertisement for a camera course at my local college I felt like it was an opportunity that I could not turn down and I phoned up and signed up on the course the very next day.
I had to wait a few weeks until the course started but was really excited when the first day arrived. It was an evening class and when I turned up, I rather shocked to see that it was all men that had signed up. When I saw the young and very pretty tutor I could see why lots of men wanted to do the course, but was not sure why no women were attending. However, it made no difference and we had a great evening learning all about cameras and films, ways of developing pictures and we even got the opportunity to borrow some of the expensive cameras from the college during the course of the week.
The next week we were to have the opportunity to take some pictures in the class. The tutor asked for a couple of models and I found myself volunteering (anything to keep her happy!). She said that she really needed a man and a woman and would I be prepared to pop on a wig and dress for the sake of this exercise. I agreed and she sat me next to another class member and explained all about how taking pictures of men and women is different partly due to the way that they hold their bodies but also due to the types of clothes they wear and their hair. Hen the class started taking pictures of us. I felt a little silly to start with but soon relaxed and just found myself posing for all of the cameras. Once we had our pictures taken seated she asked us to walk along and then talked about how taking pictures of moving people was different and we continued to parade around the room so that they could all practise.
The class drew to an end and I asked her whether I could take some pictures of her as I had no practise during the session as I was posing for everyone else. She agreed and I had great fun getting some great shots of my sexy teacher! Then she thanked me for taking part and agreeing to wear the women's clothes and I heard myself say that it had been a pleasure and I had enjoyed it. I am not sure whether I had really and the erection beginning in my pants was probably due to the fact that I was chatting to an extremely young and pretty girl rather than due to what I was wearing.
However, lying in bed that night, cock in hand, I was not thinking about my tutor but wearing the dress. There was something about it which was making me feel really good inside. Maybe it was the naughtiness of it, the fact that it was not appropriate for me to be wearing such a thing or maybe it was something else but I was certainly feeling very horny indeed. My hand was soon frantically sliding up and down my aching cock and in my mind, I was imagining what it would be like to be wearing a really long and flowing dress and walking down a red carpet to a film première. All those flashing cameras this afternoon had made me feel like something like this was happening and it was really good.
I was imagining the swish of the skirt around my legs, the soft material and the tightness around my body, figure hugging I think they describe it as. My whole body was aching with a desire to come and although I normally held off for a long time to intensify my pleasure, I knew that this would not be possible today. With one real hard stroke of my cock, I spurted come high up in the air and it landed all around me. I gasped with pleasure and decided that I needed to do something. I either needed to sleep with my teacher to find out whether it was really a desire for her that had sent me so horny or I needed to buy a dress and try it out. I decided on the latter, as I was pretty sure that it was that which caused my extreme reaction and I was certainly keen to come that hard again, in fact harder than I had ever come beore. I imagined that if I was actually wearing the dress when I came it would have an even greater effect and I could not wait, well I could wait until I finished stroking my cock again....