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The Mask of Lust

I stood in the photo studio waiting for the two young students to appear for the afternoon session. I could not wait to see how Beth and her friend Lydia would be dressed for the second part of Beth's Art College project. I reflected on how I had found myself on a Saturday afternoon taking photos of two cute girls in the private white space photographic studio of their college.

I had met Ruth, Beth's mother when I moved to the town a few months back. She had been a co-worker in the office. We had flirted a bit at first and then at one of the regular post work bar evenings I had suddenly found myself accepting an invitation back to her place for coffee, knowing full well what it implied. This was when I had first met Beth. She had announced her arrival back home by the slamming of the front door, this being only minutes after I had flushed Ruth's welcoming and wet pussy with a load of spunk as we fucked on the sofa. We hardly had time to dress before the cute art student bounced into the room to be introduced. Beth could hardly restrain her giggles as she reminded her mother not to leave her knickers on the coffee table in her rush to make herself look half decent after the next time she got fucked!

As my relationship with Ruth grew, I got used to seeing Beth in various states of dress and undress as we shared the small family bathroom on the frequent nights I stayed over. She even joked on one occasion "Dave the constant thumping of mum's bedhead against the bedroom wall as you fuck her often keeps me awake at night". After that I often had fantasies that she was awake listening as I pounded my cock deep inside Ruth's unfailingly welcoming pussy.

But it was a surprise, and a very pleasant one, when Ruth asked if I could help Beth and her friend Lydia with their Art College project. Ruth knew of my interest in photography and had asked if would help them the next Saturday as their photographer. I said yes without hesitation, both to please Ruth and with my cock hardening at the thought, the chance to spend time and photograph Beth and the unknown Lydia.

Beth had explained that they wanted to tell a story in pictures of two gothic ladies meeting and then enjoying a masquerade with some arty reasoning that went over my head. In the morning they wanted outside shots on the common and at the churchyard to set the scene and then in the afternoon after in the College white space to shoot their masquerade. I agreed, not understanding at the time exactly what a masquerade actually meant! Beth explained that they would be wearing Victorian dresses and during the afternoon masks as well. She had giggled saying that Lydia had borrowed the masks from this guy on their course who had joked that they had magical powers. Along with the masks he had offered to take the photos. Beth said they had turned him down as both she and Lydia found the guy a little creepy.

Ruth had joined the morning session, holding the camera gear and just being a supportive mum, but had gone off shopping for a while and left us three together for the afternoon.

Now, here I was waiting for them to come out of the changing area. If the afternoon outfits were as striking as the mornings I knew I was in for a treat. In the morning outdoor session, Beth had worn a long white flowing robe with the top laced up tight around her breasts, causing the formation of twin domes above the top of her long dress. She let her long blond hair hang free, the white dress accentuating the way she had dyed the last few inches blue in an art school sort of way. To my delight, Lydia was petite and just as cute as Beth. She had long red hair that hung in ringlets over her white dress that had unfortunately been buttoned right up to the collar. I was sure that Ruth must have noticed the almost constant bulge in my trousers that the two students had caused.

I was checking my camera when I heard Beth behind me.

"OK Dave, we are ready". I turned, stared and gulped. Two ladies were both dressed in black. Beth had added more make-up, her eyes dark and sultry with a strong cherry red lipstick. Her dress was tight and closed around her breast like cups holding them in. It was tightly

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