Digital Sex

By Phebe Bodelle

Some forgotten pornographic photographs stored in the memory of a second hand camera lead twenty two year old Lyndsey into an increasingly erotic on line relationship with the camera’s previous owner a sixty one year old Hell’s Angel. When they finally meet the sexual tension spills over as the woman gives herself to Harry. Where will it lead? This is an explosive story of sexual domination as Lyndsey discovers her true inner self under Harry ́s manipulative guidance.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Phebe Bodelle
• Release date: Apr 18, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301000579

Phebe Bodelle

Hello there, it's Phebe writing. The character in "My very rude Awakening" is based largely on fact with a bit of embellishement where it made the story better. I am 29 years of age and have become an exhibitionst over the last few years and love displaying my body either naked or in see-thru clothes. I know men enjoy looking at me.I hope you enjoy reading my sexciting adventures.

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Digital Sex

by

Phebe Bodelle

Smashwords 3rd Edition

Copyright 2018 Phebe Bodelle

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

My Very Rude Awakening (Bonus Chapters)

Chapter 1 - A Chance Encounter, or so I Thought

Chapter 2 - The Next day

Other Books by Phebe Bodelle

About the Author

Chapter 1

It all started when I was surfing a local Buy Sell Swap website after first trying eBay, there it was the camera of my dreams, an all singing all dancing digital SLR little beauty plus a long lens. The price seemed a little high, but I had to have it. I sent an email off to the owner asking for more details and why they wanted to sell it. I had to wait twenty-four hours for a reply.

My name is Lyndsey; I’m twenty-two, live in my own rented flat and all in all have a pretty good life. My one past time, well passion really is photography. I got that from my mum, she was a keen photographer and passed the bug onto me. Now any spare time I had was spent wandering out into the countryside taking pictures of wildlife and nature. I have the patience of a saint and have sat in one spot for hours waiting for a bird, badger or fox to show itself. I also like to take candid shots of people; I love it when they are behaving naturally not knowing their image has been captured with a long lens. What do I do with all these pictures? Most of them are filed away on my computer but some I’ve had blown up and framed for my living room wall. My mum when she was alive said I should start sending some prints off to try for publication but I know they are not quite good enough just yet. It would be a lovely way to make a living, miles better than the bank where I work, perhaps one day.

I received the email when I got home from work the following evening. I think the owner must have copied verbatim the details of the camera from the instruction manual, in truth I knew all about it anyway having looked it up on the internet. He said the reason for the sale was that the camera was just too complicated for him and he wanted something easier to handle, a point and shoot model. He added that the pictures he’d taken with the camera were a disappointment. I must admit I was a little devious at this point, I could have told him that all digital cameras have a point and shoot mode but that may have lost me the purchase. I sent a second email asking the owner, Harry, if he could do anything with the price. He came back ten minutes later saying he’d be prepared to knock off fifty quid, I tried another email at seventy-five pounds off, after waiting another fifteen minutes the answer came back yes. I arranged a payment via PayPal and he agreed to post the camera to me the next day.

Three days later there was a message from the Postman saying he’d tried to deliver a package to me but as there was no one in so I could collect it from the local post office, which I duly did during my lunch break the next day. Now I could have opened the parcel at my desk but didn’t want prying eyes seeing what I’d bought so engaged my legendary patience and waited until I got home but as soon as I was though the door I ripped the package to bits and there before my very eyes was my new camera. It looked brand new, Harry had looked after it and the long lens was still in it’s sealed original wrapping, the lead to connect the camera to my computer was there but the instruction manual and the computer software CD wasn’t in the box and even though I’m a camera buff I needed the instructions to get the best from my new machine and would definitely need the CD so I could transfer my photographs from the camera to my computer.

I sent an email off to Harry immediately. I had to wait another twenty-four hours before I got a reply, Harry apologised and promised to post the missing items to me the following morning, which was a Saturday so I wouldn’t be trying my new toy out until Monday at the earliest. I put the camera back in the box and put it away in my wardrobe disappointed but decided to go into town the following morning and get a new bag as befitted my new camera. I needed a bag that was robust, some of my country treks could be quite remote and if rain came on I wanted to know my equipment was well protected.

The next morning in the local camera shop I spent a penny short of fifty quid and had the perfect protection for my new purchase.

Come on then Lynd, what have you got now?

I was well known in the shop. I told the manager all about my new camera; he was impressed, especially when I told him how much I’d paid.

Have you tried it out yet?

No I’m missing the instructions and the CD, they’re on their way.

Download the instructions off the internet, simple.

Shit, I hadn’t thought of that, thanks Ralph.

I hurried home, booted up my computer and ten minutes later had a full set of instructions downloaded in PDF format. I grabbed the camera, switched it on and started finding out exactly what it could do. It was a few minutes later that I realised some images were stored in a file on the memory card. Now I should have deleted them without looking but being a nosey cow couldn’t resist having a peek at someone else’s photos. Bloody hell was I in for a shock there were twenty-five photos of a woman being screwed by two men at the same time. She was an older woman, fifty to sixty I’d say but the men were younger, thirty-five to forty and what they weren’t doing wasn’t worth doing. In one picture she was screwing one lad on all fours and sucking off the other chap at the same time, in another the guys had swapped places, she was flat on her back with her legs wide open and a guy deep inside her and the other lad had his prick in her mouth. I went through them slowly, the final one showed her on her knees with the two guys standing in front of her and it looked like they had just come over her face but the picture like most of them were in fact slightly out of focus. I knew immediately what had happened. With most digital cameras in automatic mode you need to push the shutter button down half way to let the camera self focus itself, wait a moment then shoot. Harry or whoever took the photos had just gone straight through and hence the poor quality of the shots.

Really I should have been disgusted but I must admit to feeling a little turned on seeing this strange woman being fucked, it was exciting to me at least, her not knowing that a complete stranger was being a voyeur seeing her naked in the most intimate of pictures. She was a nice looking woman too with heavy breasts, a bit of a tummy but for her age pretty good, but what struck me most was her obvious enthusiasm for the action. She was enjoying herself and make no mistake. I sat back looking at the small screen on the camera and contemplated taking on two men at the same time and smiled a sneaky little grin to myself, it might be quite nice. My sex life was very conventional, I’d been with six different lads since I was eighteen, I’m a late starter if what you read is correct, I thought I was in love with one of the lads but the others had been sex for fun, two one night stands and the rest were short lived relationships. Mmm two men, the thought was exciting. Some of the photos were posed the very first one showed the woman standing naked between the two equally naked men with very erect looking cocks in each hand and the men were holding a tit each. They all had broad grins on their faces, other pictures were action shots and the photographer in me immediately thought about F Stops and shutter speeds to improve the pictures.

Right then and there I should have hit the delete all button and for a second or two my finger hovered over the button but I was curious, intrigued. I wanted to see the photos on my computer screen, blown up so I could see them properly. I didn’t realise it then but that decision not to delete those very sexy images was going to change my life forever.

Sunday morning I was up with the larks and headed out of town in my car with my new camera in its new bag to give it a trial run. I drove about five miles, parked and started walking the two miles to my favourite old fashioned woods. It was remote and I couldn’t remember ever seeing another person in the three years I’d been going there to take photographs. That is apart from one of my partners, he’d said he would like to join me on a photographic expedition, but after five minutes of sitting still and quiet he got fed up and tried to persuade me to have sex with him there and then. I wouldn’t, he walked off and that was the last I ever saw of him. I found a hollow in the ground partially hidden by a fallen tree; I lay down set up the camera with the long lens and waited. A pair of grey squirrels soon came into view and I used the speed shooting mode to fire off ten shots. The camera thankfully was very quiet to operate, not like my old 35mm camera with a motor wind that scared off every bit of wild life for a hundred yards around every time I clicked the shutter. An hour later I caught a glimpse of a pole cat but he’d gone before I could get off a shot. I opened my flask and poured myself a hot coffee and ate a ham sandwich all the time looking for more photographic opportunities.

A little later I saw a barn owl a long way off and used the long lens to its extreme focal length to take some shots. It just sat there impassive, not moving, a beautiful creature. I wondered whether to try getting closer but the last time I’d tried that the bird had flown off straight away. Two hours later a fox wandered past very close by, he didn’t see me so I was able to take twenty or so pictures until something spooked him and he scurried off. That was it, the air was getting chilly and it would be getting dark soon. I stood up and walked back to my car satisfied with my day’s outing, now if the CD software arrived in the post tomorrow I could see the results of my efforts.

Chapter 2

When I opened my front door arriving home from work there was a package on the Welcome mat. I put it on the kitchen table, took my jacket and shoes off and then carefully opened the package, there was the CD and still sealed in a cellophane wrapper and the Instruction Manual. So Harry hadn’t even studied how to use the camera properly, men!

I was tempted to go straight to my computer but decided to eat first and get that chore out of the way. I finished my dinner, washed up, dried and put the things away and then into my computer. First I checked my emails, nothing exciting there so I was now free to do as I pleased, I immediately uploaded the camera software, carefully following all the instructions as they came up on the screen and then connected the camera to the computer via a USB port and next thing all the photos in my wild life album popped up. There were forty-four images, I went through them slowly, assessing them, looking for flaws and I’ve got to say I was very pleased with the results for a first effort. I deleted a dozen that I wasn’t happy with and saved the rest to my carefully formulated nature filing system.

Next I opened up the other file where the naughty pictures were stored and uploaded them to the computer.