Garden photoshoot

"Be honest, you got hot flashing your nipples at the ceremony."

"No."

"Yeah you did. I was close enough to see them poking through the front of your dress."

June blushed and gave her husband a playful swat.

The newly weds casually strolled through a private garden of orchids and exotic trees. They had some time to spare while their photographer set up for their wedding photos and had decided to simply enjoy eachothers company.

"It's not like you to get embarrassed over something like that. I mean, you didn't blush at that family reunion. You know, when you-"

"Yes, I know which one. It's just, a wedding is different. Our wedding is different. It's a ceremony. A day we planned and planned and planned and I guess I'm just upset something went wrong."

Eric squeezed his wife's hand.

"Well, all that's left is the photoshoot and the reception. The hard part is passed."

June grinned and pawed at her husbands crotch.

"Awww, I was looking forward to an even harder part later on."

The couple shared a laugh and a kiss. Just as before, their kiss grew hungry. In moments June had squatted down and begun working on her husbands belt.

"Excuse me, could you not?"

The pair turned to see the photographer, camera at the ready.

"I'm going to guess things are about to get crazy, but we need your makeup in place for the wedding photos. Once we've got that set you two can go to town on eachother."

He had guessed right. What Eric and June did when their passions ran wild could best be described as sloppy. As much as the pair got off on having an audience, on letting others know what they did with eachother, neither wanted June to have that 'well fucked' look in the pictures they were sending to friends and family. The couple felt no animosity for being interrupted. They may have chosen the man for his history in pornography, but he was still a professional wedding photographer.

And a good one at that.

The set he produced was just what any couple could have hoped for; a series of tasteful, sometimes playful, photos of the new couple in a lush garden. One in particular stood out, a picture of Eric holding June from behind amid the orchids. She was looking back at him, the two lost in eachothers eyes. It was a candid shot, one the photographer spotted while setting up some other equipment, and it was among the loveliest he had ever taken.

It was also the last photo he took that shoot. A moment later Eric and June had begun making out like **** teenagers and the man scrambled for his digital camera. It could record high resolution video and had a decent mic. If they wanted to make themselves a porno on their wedding day, then they'd get the best porno he could shoot.

He moved around them, smooth and quiet, careful to not let his own presence interfere. Eric tugged at his wife's gown to again display her heavy breasts. The blonde moaned and bit her lip as his hand sank into and groped her soft flesh. He leaned forward to take one light brown nipple in his mouth. There was no holding back as he audibly licked and sucked at his wifes breast. When one love button stood at attention, glistening with spit, he turned his attention to the other. June's nipples stood long and stiff. They were larger than most other womens, as was to be expected given the size of the tits they capped, and quite vulgar.

The couple kissed again and June lightly pushed her man back towards an ornate bench. Eric got the idea and sat, sliding his hips forward give his bride access to what she wanted. A belt was undone, a button popped free and a zipper slid down. It was only a moment before the mans erection was exposed. His wife wasted no time in kissing, licking and then slowly swallowing his tool.

"Oh fuck..."

June had given plenty of blowjobs before she met Eric, enough to make her a pro, but his was the cock that tamed her. It was the object of her desires; a phallus she was happy to taste anywhere at any time. It was a cock the bride had mastered. She knew just what to do to put Eric on edge and keep him there.

The blonde popped the spit slickened tool from her lips and slid her tongue down its length. She took one testicle in her mouth, then switched to the other. When both were soft and warm she swallowed and orally massaged her husbands sack while gently, delicately stroking his shaft. All the while the two never broke eye contact.

Eric whimpered. "Babe, please..."

June smiled and released her lover. She leaned back to give him, and the camera, a great view of her massive breasts. Her jaw hung low, her tongue lulled out, and a trail of spit drizzled down onto her chest. The blonde mashed her tits together to spread it around before leaning forward and taking Eric's dick into her cleavage. He had a respectable length, but that meant nothing to tits of that caliber. The mans fuck meat was lost in the pillowy flesh of his wife's chest.

He squirmed. He writhed. She knew he was close. She stopped.

"Not yet, darling."

"Oh, you devil."

June walked away from her husband before sliding her dress down the rest of her body. All that was left on her were heels that pushed her legs up and a stocking and garter combination that framed her bare ass. The cameraman, ever the professional, managed a low angle closeup of the act without obstructing her husbands view. That she hadn't worn underwear to her own wedding didn't come as a surprise to either man present.

The best porno he could make. That was the goal. The man directed June to lean forward and spread her legs. She complied and gave him a view of her dripping pussy. June then went so far as to grab and spread her own cheeks to display her tight ass.

"Eric, darling, I know you like pounding my back door..."

She stood straight and turned. Two fingers slid down her body to her hot and hungry hole. She pushed her pelvis forward to better display her box while spreading its lips open.

"...but I want you in my pussy today."

June, the slim figured, big tittied blonde, then gave a catwalk stride towards her waiting husband. His exposed member still stood at attention. He hadn't touched it, there was no need to. What his wife was doing was more than enough to keep him rigid and ready. When she reached her husband she turned and sat in his lap. Eric felt a wave of heat and moisture envelope him. There was no resistance, no friction, her body was so **** to be stuffed that it accepted his meat in an instant. She moaned as he bottomed out in her, then got to bouncing.

"Darling, I know you're on the edge, I know you won't last long. That's okay. Don't hold back. Just cum for me. Cum in me. I'm off birth control. I'm ovulating..."

That was all Eric needed to hear. He grabbed Junes hips and bucked up against her. The bride felt a flood of heat fill her body. A warmth that was added to and pushed further into her with each additional thrust.

"Oh fuck, breed me. Put a baby in me!"

Eric grit his teeth as he continued to unload into his wife. Her constant teasing had left him heavy with seed and **** for release. Normally she took the massive cumshots she cultivated in her man on the face or chest, but to take it in the pussy, to take his flood of spunk into her fertile womb, it was enough to draw out everything his body could produce.

June slammed down one last time before grinding her ass into her husbands lap. She cried out, not caring who might hear, as a shudder worked its way up her naked body. Fucking in a garden and getting pumped full of cum was hot, but doing it on camera was what made the experience so much more satisfying.

The well bred bride lifted herself from her husbands softening fuck stick and sat next to him on the bench. She spread her legs, spread her pussy, and let the cameraman get a proper view of her gaping hole and the load of hot spunk oozing from it. It was a good shot made all the better by the passionate kiss the couple then shared.

"Let's... Let's just rest for a bit, before we clean up for the reception." Her heavy breasts heaved with each breath. "I'm going to need you, both of you, later tonight. You drink plenty of water and you stay ready with the camera. We're not done shooting."

The men nodded.