My wife Else used to be my favorite model — always in the center of my autofocus. Lately though, she’s been a bit less eager to strike a pose for her personal paparazzo.
Photography with a sensual twist
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											For quite a few years, Else and I had our own cozy little corner on the web — elsegbert.be — where we shared more than just our travel stories and love for naturism. It was also our playground for all kinds of photo fun. Back then, we were always hunting for quirky urbex spots and weird little places we could magically turn into pop-up photo studios.
To be honest, a lot of those shoots featured more bare skin than fancy clothes 😉.
Else had a real gift for turning the camera into her personal stage — from cheeky dresses to completely carefree nudes. She wasn’t some airbrushed fantasy; she was the real deal. Forget the flawless pin-up — she’s the sultry neighbor with real curves, real confidence, and a playful glint that says she knows exactly what she’s doing.
To be honest, a lot of those shoots featured more bare skin than fancy clothes 😉.
Else had a real gift for turning the camera into her personal stage — from cheeky dresses to completely carefree nudes. She wasn’t some airbrushed fantasy; she was the real deal. Forget the flawless pin-up — she’s the sultry neighbor with real curves, real confidence, and a playful glint that says she knows exactly what she’s doing.
And tease it did — our website’s stats were hotter than a summer heatwave. Sure, we told great travel stories and shared naturist tales, but let’s be honest: it was the sensual photo galleries that really kept people coming back for more. We even had a loyal following of radio amateurs — though we’re pretty sure it wasn’t our signal strength they were drooling over!
Our website, elsegbert.be, has been offline for a few years now. With security cameras sprouting up everywhere and a growing number of prudish people getting all uptight about a little skin and mischief, it became quite the challenge to find a cheeky location without risking a few awkward hours in a police station. Add to that the ticking of the clock — and let’s face it, gravity never takes a day off — and we eventually decided to slip quietly out of the digital spotlight.
Still, here in 2025, we look back on those wild, naughty days with a grin… and just a hint of temptation. But every now and then — just once in while — we can’t resist the naughty thrill of snapping a risqué photo. The kind that would send Facebook’s humorless morality police clutching their pearls and reaching for the ban button.
And tease it did — our website’s stats were hotter than a summer heatwave. Sure, we told great travel stories and shared naturist tales, but let’s be honest: it was the sensual photo galleries that really kept people coming back for more. We even had a loyal following of radio amateurs — though we’re pretty sure it wasn’t our signal strength they were drooling over!
Our website, elsegbert.be, has been offline for a few years now. With security cameras sprouting up everywhere and a growing number of prudish people getting all uptight about a little skin and mischief, it became quite the challenge to find a cheeky location without risking a few awkward hours in a police station. Add to that the ticking of the clock — and let’s face it, gravity never takes a day off — and we eventually decided to slip quietly out of the digital spotlight.
Still, here in 2025, we look back on those wild, naughty days with a grin... and just a hint of temptation. But every now and then — just once in while — we can’t resist the naughty thrill of snapping a risqué photo. The kind that would send Facebook’s humorless morality police clutching their pearls and reaching for the ban button.

Brace yourself — it’s about to get dramatically, unbearably serious. (Just kidding... maybe.)
 
 Over the years, both longtime fans of elsegbert.be and the quietly curious relentlessly asked us the same question: would we ever share a glimpse into our treasured photo archive again?
We hesitated, reflected, and lingered in doubt — after all, some snapshots are rather bold and wrapped in a kind of magic.
But in the end, we decided that some moments are too beautiful not to share. What you’ll find on this page is just a small part of a much bigger story — one captured through love, light, and a lens.
 
															Over the years, both longtime fans of elsegbert.be and the quietly curious relentlessly asked us the same question: would we ever share a glimpse into our treasured photo archive?
We hesitated, reflected, and lingered in doubt — after all, some snapshots are rather bold and wrapped in a kind of magic.
But in the end, we decided that some moments are too beautiful not to share. What you’ll find on this page is just a small part of a much bigger story — one captured through love, light, and a lens.
Once upon a time...
Well, back in the day, Else wasn’t exactly shy when it came to challenging the autofocus skills of the occasional amateur photographer. Whether it was the seasoned hobbyist wielding his full-frame DSLR like a pro, or the guy who’d been dreaming for years of capturing a naked woman through his lens — Else was game.
Here’s a cheeky little collection of shots from those brave souls behind the camera. Enjoy their… hard work.
 
															Ooit was elsegbert.be ons geinige webhuisje — een plek vol verhalen, sfeer en vooral foto’s.
Maar het slot van de voordeur piept al jaren, en echt binnenwandelen zit er niet meer in.
Toch willen we ook in 2025 onze Nederlandstalige bezoekers nog een glimp gunnen van wat ooit dé place to be was. 
Niet zomaar open en bloot, maar via een discrete toegang: wie Nederlands spreekt én nieuwsgierig genoeg is, krijgt met een paswoord nog steeds een blik achter de schermen.
Deze URL zet je alvast op het juiste spoor…

 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
															 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								