2 comments/ 22580 views/ 1 favorites A Photo Shoot By: fantasywriter I walked the city streets, the cold, the wind cutting through my threadbare suit jacket as if it did not exist. As I walked, my head down, I reflected back on the day, all of the applications I had filled out soon followed by the rejections which seemed to haunt my life. Still almost eight blocks away from the solitary confinement of the room I had rented all I could think of was collapsing and letting the day wash away. It was then that the snow began to fall and before I had even gone another block I felt chilled to the bone, looking around, seeking sanctuary if even for a moment. All of the store fronts were dark, their doors locked tight and I moved forward, my teeth chattering against the winter's onslaught. I was almost ready to give up, simply surrendering to the night, finding an alleyway to lay down in when I saw a dim light behind an ornate door. Moving closer I saw the simple lettering, a single letter B and underneath BY APPOINTMENT ONLY. All I could think of was how cold I was and that the only thing that could happen was that I would be thrown out. I tried the doorknob, feeling it turn in my hand and the promise of warmth which hit me. "Hello?" The only reply was silence, the meager light shining from down the hallway and as I moved closer I saw that it illuminated a series of pictures which hung on the walls. Only when I drew nearer did I find myself stopping, my eyes mesmerized at the sight before me. All of the portraits were of men and women, each in torment, some bound, some beaten, all the captive of the lens and the person behind it. I felt my body begin to shudder, not from the cold but from the intense sexuality which they portrayed and I almost screamed when I felt the hand touch my shoulder and the voice say, "You're late, it's not a good way to start off. Come with me." The young woman who stood there, her brown curls framing her face, her emerald eyes not unkind though her tone had told me that she would suffer not fools and I started to speak only to have her turn, walking briskly toward the long, velvet curtain from which she had appeared. "Well, come on" and I obediently moved to follow only to see the setting for what seemed to be a photo shoot in place. I stopped again, as much so from the sight of all the lights, cameras, props and such but even more so because of the words which were uttered from my right, "Jesus Christ Brielle, he's old enough to my fucking father, I'm not doing this." The speaker was a woman, her words hitting me like a slap to the face but before I could even speak in my defense, to say there must be some misunderstanding the brown eyed beauty turned saying, "Apologize to him, right now Allison." The blonde, only now did I truly see her dressed in such a provocative manner, black patent leather gleaming under the hot lights answer was to pick up her cigarettes, lighting one and blowing smoke towards her. "I'm not doing this for under a grand, take it or leave it." The dark haired beauty response was quick, her hands moving to pick up a camera, removing the lens while saying, "Get out, now. Oh, and don't bother to return, ever." The sound of her heels echoing, the door slamming soon following, the woman she had called Brielle paid her no heed, simply continuing to work at her cameras until we were alone when she sighed softly, lifting her head to give me a weary smile. "I do apologize for Allison, she can be a bitch at times and her words were uncalled for. I thought I mentioned to the agency that I wanted someone a bit younger than you but I think I can make this work, if you still wish to go ahead?" I stood there, frozen to the spot, like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car as she looked up to say, "Did they tell you about the assignment and what it pays? I'm sorry, what is your name?" "Jon, Jonathan Samuels" I managed to mutter and she walked over, favoring me with a smile and a handshake. "I'm Brielle and this is my studio. As you can see from the portraits you were looking at I deal in a special clientele, my buyers demand high quality and in turn they pay me high prices to purchase my art. That is why I pay my models five hundred dollars a session, that and the fact it's a bit different from what most have done before. Have you ever posed for anything dealing with bondage and discipline Jonathan?" "No, that is I, no, I haven't, is that okay?" At the mention of the fee, the chance at a job so tempting, I curbed my tongue, wondering if I could possibly see my way through this. "No, that's alright, quite a few models haven't and I'll go over everything after you've changed. My only concern is now I've lost one of you and I'll have to fill in." With that she turned back to the table, picking up a piece of paper and motioning again for me to follow. "Here's the script for the shoot and you'll find everything you need inside. Come on out when you're ready and we'll begin." With that the door closed behind me and I looked down at the sheet which I clutched and began to read. A HUSBAND COMES HOME DRUNK, LIPSTICK ON HIS COLLAR AND HIS WIFE CONFRONTS HIM. SHE WAS WITHSTOOD HIS LIES AND HIS DECEIT BUT SHE will NOT PUT UP WITH HIS INFIDELITY. SHE TAKES MATTERS INTO HER OWN HANDS, HER ANGER LEADING TO HER ACTIONS AS HE FINDS HIMSELF THE OBJECT OF HER RAGE, A RAGE WHICH MANIFESTS ITSELF IN HER DOMINATION OF HIM, A CRUEL LESSON IN THE ART OF B&D. By now I could barely stand, almost falling into a chair as I looked at the clothes which had been laid out it looked like in advance. Looking into the mirror, seeing the reflection of my eyes, so shielded, so withdrawn as if to hide away from the world in case of further pain. I almost turned to walk out, admitting my ruse and preparing to accept her anger. I truly can't say why I didn't, why I began to undress, walking into the bathroom, seeing the shower and turning it on, feeling the heat, the steam rise and only willing to take one step at a time and see where it might possibly lead. It was almost thirty minutes later that I timidly opened the door, walking out only to come to a quick halt at the sight before me. Where Brielle had been dressed in a sensible sweater and jeans before now she looked, well...amazing. "Ah, there you are, come on; let's have a look at you, shall we?" Her hand reached out and I took it carefully, letting her guide me to a couch where I tried my best not to stare at the incredible picture she afforded me. "I've had to make some changes; I'll have to play Allison's part so I've put three cameras in place, each of them shooting a different angle and each on timers, shooting every three seconds. Now, let's discuss what's going to take place and make sure you're comfortable with it." Comfortable was not how I was feeling but I managed a brief nod as she continued, her eyes now looking directly into mine. "I sense you've never been put in this position before will and I need for you to focus, to understand that it can cause someone to undergo extremes in emotions, in their body, in their mind. If at any time you feel like what is happening is too intense, too overwhelming then simply say so and we will stop or we will continue in another vein, okay?" I could barely hear her words, my heart hammering in my chest and I was no more capable of speech than I was in leaving, nodding my agreement. "Good, we'll play this out like a movie and you simply react as if it were part of the script. Let's begin." She stood up, walking over to the cameras, adjusting them and it was then I let my eyes take in the sight of her clad in leather and lace, her heels clicking against the concrete floor and I sat there, becoming more and more lost in the moment with each passing second. "Stand up Jonathan" and I moved woodenly to do so, watching her as she approached with a tube of lipstick in hand. Covering her lips generously she leaned close, her mouth pressing against the white of the shirt I wore underneath the black suit, leaving a perfect imprint. Another fell on the right side of the collar and then she looked at me with a smile and firmly kissed me on the lips. The kiss was brief, the contact between us fleeting but as she took her hand, rubbing the lipstick, smearing it across my mouth I still felt the incredible heat she generated, my own arousal becoming more and more difficult to hide. I tried to hide it but that only seemed to make matters worse as I heard her laugh, the bright red shade of my face betraying me as she replied, "It's okay Jonathan, it's a perfectly normal reaction to the situation, something the people who purchase my work would desire." I nodded, trying not to make eye contact but watching as she reapplied her lipstick, turned the cameras on and picked up what looked like a decanter, about an inch of liquid remaining inside. "Okay, we'll start with you arriving home, drunk and as you barge past me I hit you with this." I must have looked at her with sheer amazement as she almost giggled saying, "It's made out of spun sugar Jonathan, it will explode like glass without any of the nasty side effects, I promise. To you though, it will knock you out cold, falling onto the couch. Are you ready?" "I, I'll try." She gave me a confident smile as she motioned for me to enter while saying, "I'm going to play my part against yours so pay no attention to my words or actions, simply understand it's what I'll need to do in order to assure I get the right effect. Okay, let's go." I walked towards her, staggering slightly, undergoing what felt just like an out of body experience. "Where in the hell have you been?" The words spoken in anger, spat forth and as I passed her by without a word she reached out to grab my arm. I shook her off, my eyes drifting towards the liquor cart which was set up and making directly for it. Even knowing what was to happen I was still surprised when the bottle came crashing down on the side of my face, the shivers of "glass" flying and I went tumbling down, my body crashing to the sofa, bouncing before coming to a stop, my eyes closed, my mind and body on fire. Her voice was soft, almost a stage whisper as I heard, "Quite convincing good sir, an excellent performance." I simply lay there, wondering what was to happen next only to be quickly answered by the feel of her hands in my hair, my head pulled back forcefully as she cried out almost gleefully, "You're about to learn a lesson I swear you will never, ever forget honey." Little did I know, unable to see the look in her eyes that when she had struck me with the decanter, a small cut had opened up on my left forehead, a trickle of blood falling and her eyes were captivated by the sight, her tongue licking at her lips at the thought of its taste and substance. Brielle had always been able to keep her distance, her point of perspective between her work and her own desires. In the past it had been the camera which had enabled her to live vicariously through the people who paraded in front of her lens, moving them as if actors in a play to fulfill, to fuel her fantasies. Now though, things had changed, drastically. Where others found their fascination in the bonds, the helplessness, the power she had often found her eyes drawn to the crimson color of the crop, the remnants of the lash but never had she witnessed the vibrancy of the color which continued to drip slowly, almost hypnotically down my forehead. Reaching out, her touch so light that I did not even register it, she allowed a drop to form on her finger, bringing it in front of her eyes, looking into it's reflection like you would your own in a pool of cool water. Her hands so delicate, the finger held out to hold what to her gleamed more brightly than any jewel and as she moved it towards her mouth, her eyes closing in anticipation. The taste, more intoxicating than any drink or possibly drug, her body quivering with the decadent pleasure, the incredible sensation. Once again if I had been able to witness it with my own two eyes I might have spared myself the pain but certainly not the pleasure of the evening which was about to unfold. A journey which would take both of us on a ride which neither had foreseen nor even dreamed existed. Thus, it began. The next thing I felt was the coldness of steel, the handcuffs ratcheted tightly as my hands were pulled behind my back, from there my wrists positioned so that they would provide me with no means to defend myself. The ankles were next, the hobbles placed on each leg, allowing me only a modicum of movement, certainly no freedom to leave though that chance was now lost forever. During all this the sounds of the shutter closing and opening, each three seconds the cameras painting their own portrait of what was transpiring, a record for all time, perhaps for others enjoyments. Brielle had said nothing of the buyer, a woman of incredible wealth who had been forced to accept an abusive spouse, his death still never freeing her from her own desire for revenge. She like my captor desired to portray her needs, to live them through the actions of others, only one of them was now an actor in this real life drama. The contents of the glass were thrown in my face, the liquid scaring me awake, my eyes opening, and my head shaking trying to clear my vision as I saw her standing there, her hands on her hips, her stance defiant, her voice cool, calm. "I warned you Jonathan, I told you that it would not be pleasurable if I found you with another woman, cheating on me and yet you have the gall to come home, reeking of her scent, how dare you?" I opened my mouth, determined to speak my lines but her hand went around my throat, squeezing none too gently and as I gasped I saw her smile, devoid of any humor as I then noticed the knife she held in her other hand. Seconds later the jacket and shirt lay in shreds, evidence of the sharpness of the weapon and I now was helpless, my upper body unprotected, a sight which drew yet another wicked smile from my tormentor. My mind by now should have been sending off warning signs of its own but as she was lost in her own world, so it seemed was I. I was like the others I had mentioned, one of those who had long desired the feel of being helpless, at the whim, the mercy of another. With each step, as the game grew more and more deadly I became more and more lost in the sensations, in the raw emotions which she had kindled. Both of us prisoners to our own desires, each needing the other to provide them with the ultimate thrill. If anything throughout the ordeal, my ardor had only increased, my own excitement matching hers. I watched, my eyes unable to turn from the sight as she let the edge of the knife travel downward, trailing lightly across my chest, the fine hairs falling in its path. "Well, this would certainly be one way to make sure you never stray again, would it not?" Unable to move, to even breath my eyes grew even wider as the coldness of the steel reached my waist and she slipped it between the belt and the slacks I wore. The leather like the garments proved no match, the sounds of my soft moans falling on deaf ears, she so caught up in her own actions. By the time she had finished I lay on the couch, not a shred of decency, my cock hard against my stomach, my eyes glazed as she took hold of it with her hand saying, "You enjoy this will, you desire me to be this way, to have you as my prisoner, you as my willing victim, don't you?" My answer must not have come quickly enough to satisfy her, the hand squeezing tightly, the pain immediate but not unpleasant as I gasped, "YES, YES I DO, I DESIRE YOU." The smile was chilling, her lips moving to mine, devouring me like a drowning woman might the offer of air and I was helpless to resist, even if I had so wanted to. When she finally broke it off, I gulped air, feeling as if she had taken a part of me with her and for some reason I began to struggle, a movement which only brought about her laughter, her hand moving down to slit the fabric which encircled her waist. She moved quickly, straddling my face, her sex, it's perfume filling my nostrils, covering my mouth and as she allowed her nails to rake at my chest I cried out, the sound muffled, the command unspoken as I let my tongue began to bring her the pleasure she demanded. Using her hands like a lash, she drew streak after streak down my chest, each jolt of pain spurring me on as she raced for her own climax. The skin finally relented, drops of blood appearing near my right nipple and as she took it in her mouth, biting harshly I felt her whole body shudder, my face quickly drenched with the reward for my efforts. My cries became louder, my body seemingly one live nerve ending and I missed the smile which came to her face, seeing my torment. Her hand reached down, picking up the garment from the floor, wadding it into a ball and shoving it deep within my mouth, silencing me. I watched as she freed her breasts, the lace pulled down, and the nipples hard, extended as she moved to position herself directly over my hardness. Her hand let the head slip between her lips, my groan muffled, and my eyes rolling back in my head at the delicious sensation. Slowly, almost maddeningly she allowed inch by inch to fill her, playing me like a virtuoso until finally she sighed, her entire body filled with every inch, her hands moving to her nipples. I could not move, her body pinning mine down. I could only watch as the brown eyed beauty began to rock back and forth, her smile affixed, her hands twisting and pulling at her tender nipples, proving she too knew of the fine line between pleasure and pain, a line which I now straddled, like a man on the edge of the abyss. She knew exactly what she was doing, feeling my body, knowing when I neared my own pleasure and stopping, squeezing the base of my shaft, preventing me from coming. She rode wave after wave of her own pleasure, denying me mine until I felt as if I would go mad. My mind simply shut down, my body taking control and I became an object, an observer in this bizarre dance, her body turning to and fro, mine only existing for her pleasure. Time had no meaning, no measure. Simply the muffled sounds which escaped my mouth and the trembling of her being when she climaxed, time and time again. Finally, her body began to falter, demanding rest and with it, her mind began to unravel the picture which she had painted in her mind, forgetting to stifle my passion and as for the final time her head snapping back I felt mine join her, my back arching, almost throwing her from her precarious perch, streams of hot cum mixing with hers as we both traveled our separate paths only to join in the end. It was only when I opened my eyes that I saw her slumping, her head hanging down as she gently fell, her body covering mine, her body, her spirit at rest. As I watched her sleep, her face so unlike before, a sweet innocence framing it I noticed that the cameras continued to perform, having captured it all. Laying there, my body alive with sensations like never before I wondered where this might lead, what would happen when she were to awake and how could I ever leave her side again? Questions which haunted me as I too succumbed to the demand for rest, waiting indeed for where the road might lead from here. THE END A Photo Shoot: Real or Fantasy? It was the holidays and I again was looking for that special gift for my husband for Christmas. As most people realize after having been married for a substantial amount of time, it gets to be a task, you don't want to give the same type of things year after year. So this year was going to be different, special. So after some nervous thoughts, I called about an appointment for a photo shoot.. .After some planning I scheduled it, so he would think I was just going shopping. When I made the appointment they told me to bring a few changes of clothes, etc. whatever I wanted to be photographed in. Boy was this exciting! Of course he thought it was odd that I didn't fix my hair up, having just pulled it up in a ponytail, no makeup on. Just jeans and a shirt, with sandals...Telling him I just wanted to be comfy. I had him drop me off at the mall early so I could do a little mall walking and window shopping.. After several good paced laps through the mall, I went to the food court for a cup of coffee and a bagel, before my appt. What better time of year to people watch too...Needless to say every nerve in my body was on end. The anticipation of it, you see, I didn't quite know how hubby was going to take this.. This being out of the ordinary for me to do. But I wasn't just doing this for him but for myself also.. I needed to do something different for a change. After arriving for my appt. they gave me a dressing room for my things. Then they set about doing my hair and makeup.. Now you girls know that makes you feel pampered. And was really fun, the guy showing me different things about makeup, I know he was trying to put me at ease, lol. I probably shouldn't have had the second cup of coffee, as if I wasn't wired enough. After he was done, they sent me to put on the first outfit, and where to go after I was ready. When I went back into the dressing room, I was so excited, as I changed I realized how hard my nipples were and my pussy was so wet. I thought this is crazy, have I lost my mind, lol...They probably thought I was a woman possessed, giggling to myself while I dressed. I rolled my nipples between my index finger and thumb before going out. Just for that 'perky' look. As I sat waiting for the photographer, I found myself fidgeting; well really I was just grazing my fingernails across a nipple. When he came in I noticed how good-looking he was and a body made for loving, OOPS, I mean to fantasize about! Let me just say I was wearing a dark purple velvet blouse, cut pretty low, with tight jeans. After posing me in a few conservative positions, with a few good shots, he asked whom the photos would be for, and telling him for family and friends, he asked if I wanted him to take a few provocative poses also. Being me, I said of course, you're the professional, put me how you want me! He got this very sexy smile on, raising one eyebrow...I giggled saying 'well within reason,' he glanced at my left hand and said 'Oh OK, I understand.' I said, well they don't have to be too... I didn't even have to finish my sentence he got the drift. So he came to me saying the top wasn't laying right and as he was unbuttoning a couple of buttons, his fingers brushing against my breasts, sending shivers through me. Bringing goose bumps to my flesh, he smiled, he knew what he was doing. He just said "nice set"! I said 'Thanks'...And on it went. Him moving my hair out of eyes, you see I have a natural wave to it, and at the slightist bit of dampness it gets this curl going on, lol. This one curl kept falling down in my face, and he just had a need to push it out of my eyes, and he was enjoying what he was doing to me!!! Each time lingering just long enough...After several more photos, changing the lighting, using a fan to blow my hair, different props, backgrounds, etc. He said ready for next change of outfit? Yes I was I needed a break from this man! Going back to my little dressing room, I slide out of my clothes, sitting there fanning myself, sipping a cold bottle of water. OMG was I panting! And oh so wet, this man had me worked into a frenzy and hadn't even really laid a hand on me!!! My pussy was on fire with want. Seeing as there was no one close, I thought what the hell, standing up dropping my panties to the floor, I sat back down, spreading my legs, I started lightly running my fingers over my pussy. Back and forth, my middle finger in my slit, and a finger on either pussy lip. Front to back, back to front, several passes. Leaning back against the chair, draping one leg over the arm for better access. My other hand tweaking first one nipple then the other. Rubbing a little faster, a soft moan escapes my lips.... I hear the photographer say you about done in there, I gasped, then laughed saying yessss just a couple more minutes! Knowing he was just outside the door, set off a nice orgasm, not like I would have liked but there's always later; after all I still had another changing yet! Touching up my makeup, I realize how flushed my skin is, wondering if he'll notice! As I meet him in the photo area. He smirks at me as I walk by him. I think to myself 'OMG' he knows. This little session went pretty much the same as the last, with him unknowing/knowing(?) that he was teasing me unmercifully! Him touching my shoulder or my hair, moving me to the light or away from him...Oh God, when he'd lean in toward me and with one hand lightly grazing my neck bring it to my chin raising it, he'd "whisper, you're a natural at this, ever do it before?" A little moan escape my throat, asking 'Do what?' He just laughed and say model what else... He was driving me crazy! Being a good little wifey, I've never strayed, but God only knows this man could have changed all that.. One little touch, one word, I would have been his, right there, right then! He asked me 'another change of outfits?' I said, yes, he said "formal or informal? You know you can wear "anything" you want, or take off as much as you want." With that I headed back to the dressing room. My mind was racing, wondering how far I should go with this. As I took a few minutes break to think this through, a few sips of water... I leaned back and shut my eyes, my hand coming to rest back in my lap...This always seems where my trouble starts...This time I'm so wet, I slide my finger in and out of my pussy. Slow strokes. Building to a mind-blowing orgasm. Little moans, mewing softly I cum so hard, thinking about that "damn man"! My last change was a black lace and satin bustier and black thong or black sheer nightie.. Hmmm choices, choices!!! I decided on the black sheer nightie and thong panties.. Let me just say, that before I went into change he had given me a red satin sheet, I looked at him puzzled, he smiled and said in case you want to be photographed in "less". I think he had me pegged! I cleaned myself up, (not like I could go out there with my pussy dripping in 'girl cum'), lol! Freshened my makeup as best as I could since I had this glow about me, you know the one, girls, right after you cum hard, your skin is flushed pink, your eyes have a little dazed look... LOL... Dressed now I wrap the red sheet loosely around me, only covering as much as I felt I needed to. After all there were other photographers and employees wondering through occasionally. When I got there, obviously he had an inkling of what was to come.. He had up a very erotic set for me; lights pretty much dimmed with candles lit, red & white rose petals scattered on a black velvet throw... He started with a few 'warm up' pics, just telling me to smile, turn this way, turn that way. Then he came to me to adjust the sheet, I realized I was grasping it tightly, he laughed and said I wont bite, well maybe just a little, making me smile and relax a little.. He said we'll only take this as far as your comfortable with, (God, if he only knew)... As I relaxed, I let him slide the sheet down and opened it a bit. He smiled big and said nice choice, his body was close to mine, matter of fact I think when he brushed against me a few times, I could feel his hard cock.. I wanted to reach out and squeeze it sooo bad, I could taste it, I think he knew it to, he was just enjoying the tease he was doing! One time while close I could hear him breathing in my scent, he groaned softly saying you smell so good! Now it was flashing through my head, "is he smelling my perfume or my sex"? Damn I shouldn't have done that I thought! But he had me so worked up there wasn't a choice. He had me lay in a few different position, in amongst the rose petals and candles, the camera was clicking away, I felt like I was watching this unfold, only it was me moving to his orders. Some of the positions I don't think they normally have you do, but then this photo shoot was anything but normal! He had me drop the sheet entirely.. You know the kind, on my hands and knees, kind of with my ass in the air, with my head cocked a little looking up at him. I heard him 'groan' over that one, and I couldn't help but glance to his crotch, MMMM he was so hard, and I could see it throbbing, when he noticed me looking, he quickly excused himself. When he came back he blushed a little saying he had taken so many pics he had to grab another camera, so he could download the others. Smiling, I thought sure, looks like the teaser is being teased now! While in that position, a couple had come in to with their rather large Bulldog. I guess the wife was having pics taken of her and the dog. I don't even want to know how that went. I'm just glad I was gone by the time they started their photo shoot...In any case, the dog got loose from the guy, came flying through where we were doing out photos. There I was on hands and knees eye to eye with this huge dog. My photographer was screaming for someone to come get this 'damn dog'! The owner/husband came flying in; gasped, tried to cover his eyes as best he could from looking at me, but enough so that he could find the dog. But he just stood there, one hand over his eyes, but looking through the middle two, holding the dog by the collar with the other one. I'm looking at him, he's looking at me, finally the photographer says, now that you have your beast, is there something else we can help you with? He just kind of looked dazed, and said "uhhhhh, I guess not." But he continued standing there, you see the nightie was sheer lace, as was the thong panties. All reality, there probably was even a need to have it on, because it left nothing to the imagination! Finally, the photographer said 'excuse us, but this is a private shoot'...then he understood and left. We laughed so hard after he left, God that could have been disastrous!!! Next he had me stretch out on my side, my knees drawn up, one a little farther then the other, very provocative he said.. I was taking his word for. I was running on sensory overload...He took a few with me on my tummy, my breasts pretty much uncovered by now, him on his tummy also, he had a real nice view...camera clicking away...Shortly after that we were through. He told me I could get dressed and he'd meet me out front, then he turned like an after thought and said unless there's something else you want me to do for you MMM magic words..... Thanks for reading and hoping you take the time to rate it, if you enjoyed it...Till next time... A Photo Shoot to Remember As a wildlife photographer, I sometimes wind up in some remote places and I'm usually alone so that I make as little noise as possible. At the end of summer 2010, I discovered a pair of great-horned owls nesting at a local wildlife refuge. Their nest was located right at the entrance to the refuge and they had only one baby owl. It was so adorable that I couldn't hardly go a day without riding out there to see how it was growing. Once my son went back to school, I decided I would ride out to the refuge to see if I would catch an early-morning feeding or any interaction that the parents may have with the baby at daybreak. It was a beautiful location, right by the marsh, with four or five majestic old oak trees making an expansive canopy. The grass that surrounded the area was lush and green, which provided a perfect place to sit and wait for the sun to come up. During that visit, before I saw the beautiful sunrise, this fantasy came into being: **It was a balmy morning. I took only my camera and a tripod, along with my keys and a blanket to sit on in case the grass was wet. The refuge hours were posted at the gate and although it wasn't time for them to be open, it wasn't locked up. As I was getting my things out of the car, I heard the sound of someone running on the gravel and was startled but the person said "good morning" and continued jogging down the one-way road into the park. Several others came by, jogging, and so I quickly became at ease about the noise and wasn't startled anymore. I even had an abbreviated conversation with one woman who was jogging. They were all firefighters that stayed there on the property across the road and they were employed by the state. This was an everyday activity for all of them. I settled myself over past the oak trees, but where I had the nest within my line of vision. I was no longer visible to passersby and I felt safe enough, although I was a little leary about the alligators that lived out there. I laid everything neatly on my blanket and awaited either some noise in the nesting tree or sunrise to give me light to see, whichever came first. Time seemed to be at a standstill... I laid back onto my elbows and waited. Right about that time, everything went black! Something covered my head, and as I tried to pull it off, my hands were also caught and tied together. I was trapped! A gag was placed over the hood into my mouth and so I kicked and tried to roll over to get up, but was held down by someone who was either very big or very strong. He grabbed a foot as I fought and roped it, staking it into the ground before I felt their hands on my waist, sliding my shorts and panties together down over my butt and hips until they were at my knees and then slipped them off of the leg that was free. Then he grabbed the other foot and spread my legs so wide that it hurt very badly before he staked it down as well. Pulling my arms up over my head, he staked them down before unbuttoning my blouse and cutting my bra straight through the center so that it fell to the sides. I was totally exposed and at his mercy. His breath was ragged as he cupped my breasts in his rough hands and started squeezing them and pinching my nipples. I felt his lips around them as he nibbled and suckled them like he was a starving infant. It was then that I realized the wetness escaping between my legs. I was excited! How could I be so excited? I was about to be raped! He must have sensed my discovery because it was then that I felt his hand slip up my leg and along my slit and then he groaned when he felt my heat and wetness. His hands left my body and suddenly I felt cold... I heard a zipper and then clothes being removed or adjusted. A warm wet tongue then licked all the way up my slit, dipping into my wet hole, and making my back arch as I tried to push into his mouth. He stuck his fingers into me, fucking me with them as he licked my clit for a moment until he moved up my body, placing the head of his cock just at the entrance to my pussy. With one movement, he thrust it deep into me, bumping my cervix then pumping it in and out at his leisure. Going slowly for a minute, then speeding up and pumping me hard untiI thought I would be ripped from the stakes that were holding me. He was busy getting himself off but I was about to cum and there wasn't anything I could do to stop it. He put his hand around my throat when I started moaning through my gag but that just pushed me over the edge. My pussy started rippling around his cock as I came hard all over his nasty, hard cock. I felt his cock throbbing and jerking as he started squirting his hot, evil seed deep into me, and that made me cum even more... Noooooooo! He wasn't using protection! He fell onto me, breathing heavily and I could feel his cock slowly slipping from inside of me. I felt the hood being lifted off and he told me, "I'm not through with you! Don't make a sound or I will have to hurt you!". It was then that he removed the gag and pulled the hood just over my mouth and started kissing me roughly; his tongue exploring my mouth and pressing so hard against my lips that I feared they would be bruised. His lips moved down to my neck where he started sucking hard. I knew he was going to leave marks on me. I could feel that. He moved further down and bit my nipples before he pinched them and then slapped them around a little, spitting on my chest as he slapped them. It was then that I realized he was moving. He straddled my stomach on his knees and placed his cock in between my breasts, pushing them together around it. He started humping my tits, bumping my lips with his cock-head. When I didn't automatically open up my mouth, he slapped my face and said, "Open it, bitch!". I had no choice...I started trying to accommodate his cock as it would hit my lips with every thrust by licking at it if it didn't make it into my mouth. My soft lips were being battered and bruised by all of this rough treatment, but if I lived, the bruising would heal. I knew that much. I felt him tense up a bit and groan, then felt the cum splatter on my chin. He stuck his cock to my lips and said, "Drink it! Swallow it all!" and forced it all the way in, still squirting, filling my mouth. I came again at that moment, without any help or touch, and he felt my body as it shook with my orgasm. "You little slut!" he said. "You have really enjoyed this, haven't you?" He pulled his now limp cock from my lips with a plop and climbed off of me, leaving me cold and exposed. "I should leave you just like this!" he remarked. I begged him to please untie me.** He unstaked my hands and untied them, then pulled the hood off of my head, smiling broadly and asked me, "So, when will you be back out here?" He untied my feet, then helped me up to look me over and make sure I was alright. "Next Monday", I replied... "Should I bring breakfast?" It was a great way to start off the week! =) A Photo-shoot with a Difference My wife, Sam has become used to me going out on the last Tuesday evening of every month to a photography club in town. I have been a keen photographer since I was a young kid, but what she didn't realize until now is that this was a photography club with a difference. On the famous last Tuesday of each month the guys would get together and pay for a 'model' to photograph. This would usually end up with pictures being taken of her in various states of undress and ultimately being fucked by one or more of the guys. Although up until now, I had never taken part in the fucking, I had enjoyed watching the 'show' and really looked forward to the once a month event. It had taken 20 years of marriage, but eventually in our search for sexual adventure, Sam and I had our fantasies out in the open. She knew I wanted to see her get fucked by other men and I had eventually got her to admit that this was her fantasy too, - to have a few hard cocks fuck her and leave their loads inside her. We had made it happen a few times and both really enjoyed it. I decided it was time to tell her what was going on with the photography club, hoping she would respond as I wanted her to. Surely enough, as I was relating events, I noticed that her nipples began to stand out and as we sat there on the sofa, she began to rub my cock through my trousers, which had an obvious effect upon me. "And what about these 'models', are they pretty?" she asked in a sultry voice. "well, yes, I suppose so." I replied. "As pretty as me?" "No-one could be as pretty as you." "and what if I were the model, would you like that?" Bingo! I got the response I was after. The state of my now rampant erection answered the question for me. The thought of ten guys watching my wife strip and then photographing her as she got fucked, definitely aroused me! "How about you tell the guys you've found a 'model' for this Tuesday?" she said. - I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but readily agreed. I just couldn't wait to see this. On Tuesday evening, the guys were waiting in what we called the 'studio.' The room was set with soft mats laid our in the middle of the room and various lights set up to give the impression that the photography was important to us. As the guys waited, I was peppered with questions about the model I had found. I explained that she was a petite 5 foot woman in her forties, with long dark hair, the face a true model would kill for and with a beautiful body that I estimated being a 36DD chest. I told them that I had met her at the gym and that we had begun chatting and that I had persuaded her that with her looks she should come and model for us. I said that she had seemed reluctant at first, but the more I threw compliments her way, the more interested she had become. I also said that I knew she was married, (I didn't say to me!), but that her husband worked away a great deal. As I finished my description, the studio door opened and in walked Sam, looking a little nervous. She was wearing a low cut black top, which clung to her gorgeous tits and a pair of tight fitting leggings which showed the shape of her beautiful legs and ass. I walked over and introduced her to the guys, who each shook her hand. I poured her a drink and told her to relax and that the guys would start just taking some simple pictures. I told her just to strike a few poses and the guys would direct her from there. Sam sheepishly stepped into the middle of the room, onto the mats and the guys began snapping away, paying her all sorts of compliments. The plan was for Sam to act shy at first, but as the boys began to photograph her she was to become more confident and daring. As per the plan, my wife began to laugh and share jokes with the guys and to obviously show enjoyment at the attention. One of the guys then shouted for her to take her top off, - Sam stopped and said, "I don't know about that, I'm not that kind of girl." More of them added to the clamor for her to show her tits and she pretended to reluctantly acquiesce, saying, "Ok, but that's as far as I'm going. Don't you lot get any ideas!" As Sam slowly peeled off her clinging top, her gorgeous mounds, which were encased within a lacy, white bra came into view. There were gasps from one or two of the men and the boys threw more and more compliments her way. Sam feigned a flattered response and began posing in more and more provocative ways, - on her hands and knees, facing us, so that her cleavage was in full view. One of the guys then asked Sam to take off her bra and again she stopped. The guys were all going crazy, pleading with her. Sam stood there pretending to be in two minds about this. Eventually she said, "my husband will kill me," as she slowly reached to the front of her chest to unclasp the white, lacy cups. As she let the cups loose, she held her arms tightly over her now naked breasts, again feigning hesitation. More pleading from the crowd encouraged her and she slowly moved her arms to reveal her soft, fleshy, but firm tits. Again, she began to pose provocatively, showing off her best assets and soon she was persuaded to remove her panties amid comments that if her husband ever found out he would never forgive her. At this point 'big Dave' stepped forward towards Sam. (called 'big,' not because of his massive six foot five frame, but because of his nine -- inch, dick). Dave was 220 pounds of solid man, with not an ounce of fat on him. He was usually the one who stepped forward to begin proceedings and tonight was no exception. As he approached, Sam just looked at his bulge and said, "My, what a big boy, in more ways than one!" Dave, now standing right in front of her, replied, "Sam, I'm going to fuck you and send you home to your husband with a bellyful of my muck." Sam, never breaking eye -- contact with him replied, "I can out fuck you any day." By now the rest of the guys were going wild, shouting encouragements for Dave to 'give her one.' Dave leaned down towards Sam and they began kissing deeply. He took hold of her, his massive hands seeming to dwarf my wife's petite frame and ran his rough fingers over her tits. Sam in turn began to unfasten his trousers, simultaneously feeling his massive cock through the material. - In a few seconds the monster was free and Sam took hold of it, barely managing to wrap her little hands around its girth. She slowly yanked him as their prolonged kissing continued, but the boys were now shouting for her to give him a blowjob as they frantically took pictures. Sam obliged by dropping to her knees and began to gently move her tongue up and down this massive shaft. Dave wanted action however, - he held her head and forced the first two inches of his cock into my wife's gentle mouth. He began to face -fuck her like this, just two inches going in and out of her accommodating mouth. Any pretense to photography was now abandoned as myself and the other nine guys gathered around to watch this unfolding scene, many of them now playing with themselves as they watched this monster ram his tool into the delicate soft mouth of my wife. I was so turned on by the sight, I thought I would cum just watching it. Abruptly, Dave stopped face fucking my wife and lifted her from her knees. She reached up to kiss him again, clearly turned on by what was happening. Their mouths met and their tongues swirled as Sam again reached for the massive shaft that was about to fuck her. Dave lowered her to the floor, their mouths never parting. Sam was now lying on her back, the nipples on her huge breasts now standing to attention, with Dave bearing down on her. Her lifted one of Sam's legs over his shoulder, then the other as his hard cock was now only a fraction away from the entrance to my wife's beautiful pussy. Sam reached down and gently guided his cock to the entrance and I watched as his rock hard shaft started to disappear into my wife's hole. Sam gasped as Dave started to slowly impale her, inching gently towards full penetration. Dave looked down into Sam's eyes and said, "I love fucking married women; - they're just so up for it. You want me to fuck you don't you Sam? You want me to fuck you and send you home to your husband defiled by my cum, don't you? "Oh yes; - yes please. Fuck me hard." cried Sam. "You slut." said Dave. "You want me to fill you with cum and then let the guys fuck you too, don't you slut?" "Yes," said Sam, now oblivious to her marital status. "I want them all to fuck me." Slowly but surely Dave's entire 9 inches disappeared into Sam's hole. Balls deep, he began to withdraw and did so almost to the tip, before forcefully ramming his entire length up my wife. He repeated this, slowly picking up momentum, with my wife squealing with every penetration. Before long he was fucking my petite wife hard and fast. The contrast of Dave's huge, muscular body bearing down on by comparison, my tiny wife made the scene even more erotic. Even if she had wanted to escape, which by her reaction was the furthest thing from her mind, there would have been no possibility. Suddenly, Sam's body began to quiver as wave after wave of orgasm ran through her overwhelmed sensory system. Dave changed his rhythm to one of short sharp thrusts, grunting with each one as he came closer to the edge. Suddenly he let out a gasp and he too shuddered as he unloaded what Sam later reported to be a bucket load of cum into her fragile pussy. Dave moved away quickly and I could see the glistening of his cum on my wife's thigh. Sam just lay there, exhausted and the guys seemed mesmerized by events until Dave broke the silence and said, "Don't just stand there like a bunch of assholes, - somebody step up and fuck the lady." With that two of the guys, Roger and Ted stepped into the action. Roger placed Sam so she was on her hands and knees, and started to enter her doggystyle, while at the same time Ted placed his tool by her face, which Sam greedily sucked into her mouth. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My insatiable wife was now sucking one man off, whilst taking the other up her beautiful cunt, - she was now a two cock woman! It wasn't long before Ted was grunting and releasing his load in her mouth and good girl that she is, she did not spill a drop, she swallowed it all. Roger came soon after, releasing the second load of cum into my wife's beautiful hole within the last 15 minutes. Although I knew there were more takers, our time at the studio was almost up and we had to start tidying the equipment away. Sam wandered into the adjoining small shower room to clean herself up and get changed while the lads exchanged comments about what a horny slut this married woman was and how they were disappointed not to have fucked her. When most of them had drifted off home, I quietly walked over to the doorway of the shower / changing room hoping to sneak up on my wife, but as I reached the door I heard unmistakable muffled moans from in the room. I just opened the door very slightly, so that whoever was in the room would not notice, but I would be able to see in and what I saw sent my cock rock hard again. Sam was sitting on one of the chairs in the room and she was still buck naked. Standing right in front of her with his trousers round his ankles and with his cock halfway down my wife's throat was Mike, another of the guys from the group. He had sneaked in there while the others drifted off home and was now enjoying the best blowjob he ever had. Mike was six feet two and built like a tank, - he worked out seriously and it showed. My wife had a fantasy about being fucked by a black man and it seemed now she was living it out. She had a hand on each of Mike's asscheeks and was rhythmically bobbing her head backwards and forwards on Mike's eight inch shaft. The sight of that hard black cock disappearing down my wife's throat with the contrast against her soft white skin was the most erotic sight I have ever seen. After what seemed like an eternity of face -- fucking, with Sam eventually managing to take his cock balls deep into her mouth, - much to Mike's verbal appreciation, the couple broke apart and Mike lifted Sam to her feet and turned her around so that her back was facing him and she was leaning forward against the wall. He then said, "that pussy's seen enough action, I'm gonna fuck your ass woman." "Oh God yes" panted Sam as Mike's thick black rod, still glisteningly wet from my wife's oral ministrations started to enter her ass. They started gently at first, Mike just pentetrating her a little way and being very gently, but soon he was buried in her up to the hilt and was slowly but firmly giving Sam a good ass- fucking. Sam, who never let me have anal sex with her was moaning in ecstasy as this huge black stud almost literally fucked the ass off her. It was only a few minutes before I noticed Mike's rhythm change and he began to take shorter, more urgent strokes. Sam noticed this and said, "Come on baby, fill me full of your black cum." This seemed to tip him over the edge as he emptied his load up my wife's ass. I was able to see his dick throb as he spurted his seed again and again. Eventually, they parted, Mike saying, "You are one horny lady. - I wouldn't mind a private session." "Anytime you like." said Sam. Sam showered and got dressed, giving Mike her number before she left. Mike now visits her at home every so often, which I always look forward to. There is nothing so sexy as seeing a hot, sexy wife get fucked by a few hard cocks, - especially the odd black one. A Photo Shoot with Her Mom Over Tammy's. Thursday morning. She's asked me to take some photos of her. The front door is open, and I call out as I walk inside. She calls me upstairs. As I walk up, she tells me to come into her room. She's still getting ready. She only has lacy undies on. She shows me some of her clothes, unashamed of being topless in front of me. I look at her suspended tits as she puts on her cocktail dress. I like what I see! She shows me what she wants to be photographed in - a formal dress, lingerie, bikini and a lacy nightie. I go downstairs and set up the lighting and backdrops -- stoked at what I will see her in. She comes down just as I finish setting up. She's in a cocktail dress, and looks HOT. I have her stand and get few shots. She poses seductively, and leans over, showing her cleavage. I take numerous photos, loving seeing her in action. She knows how to get a guy hot. She then goes over to the couch, where her changes of clothes are and takes off her dress in front of me. She has nothing underneath it. She puts on her lacy nightie. I start getting some snaps. She drops her strap, and shows her whole breast and I get some good photos of her tight body. She holds her breast and gives me more tit shots. She's really starting to get horny. She then puts on her undies only. I get side shots, behind shots, shots of her leaning over, tits suspended. She then pulls her knickers to the side and shows off her pussy. She rubs herself and gets me to take even more erotic shots. She's moaning, as she opens her legs, and starts fingering herself. I get some great shots. She starts giving herself an orchasm. She asks if I have a timer on the camera, which I do, and begs me to get in the photo with her. She pulls off my top and she lies on the couch. I lie behind her and start to feel her breast. She moans as I grasp her tit. I set up another shot, this time I lift her leg and finger her pussy. She gasps not expecting my sudden assault. I leave the camera as I start to play with her. She lies on her back and looks up at me as I feel her tits. I move in and suck her huge nipple. She pulls my head against her, dropping her head back in the sensation of my tongue working her nipple. I kiss between her breasts and explore her body. I move down and she opens her legs and pushes her hips toward me, wanting me to lick her cunt. I kiss her pussy, and start to lick her clit. She immediately moans loudly, as she has been heating up for a while. I finger her wet pussy, as I continue licking her clit. She pushes her hips up to me, crying out in ecstasy. I move up her naked body, and kiss her breasts. I get underneath her droop, and kiss it. I pull down my pants and sit over her chest. She squashes her jugs together, and I slide my thick cock into her cleavage. She helps me give her a titty-fuck. I then move down and lie on top of her. She has her legs spread as I lie over her naked body. I gently rub my penis along her open vagina, but don't enter her yet. As I get her more excited with my tease, I tell her how beautiful her body is. Kissing her passionately as I describe how beautiful are her toes, her legs, her arms, her neck, her stomach, her arse, her breasts and, finally, her pussy. She loves my description of her. As I describe her pussy, and how good it tastes, I lift myself and we both look between her breasts as I grab my cock and slowly push it into her open vagina. We both moan as I finally penetrate her ultimate trophy. I start slow, enjoying the sensation of her moist walls. Feeling my penis fully engulfed by her warmth. I soon increase my speed and drive myself in deeper. She pulls me in, her mouth against my ear pleading for me to keep going inside her. As I thrust harder and deeper she describes her sensation of having my cock ramming her, getting me more excited and more adventurous. I get up and tell her to roll onto her stomach. I shove my cock back up her pussy and ram her from behind. She lifts herself and I grab her rocking tits, playing with her nipples. She lies on her side and I move up behind her and, as she lifts her leg, I go her again from behind. I lie on my back and she mounts me. I enjoy watching her ride me, her huge tits bouncing in front of my face. She slows down, querying how I've lasted so long without blowing. I tell her I'm holding it back, I want her to enjoy me. She loves it, never having had such a long and such pleasurable root. I tell her to lift herself up off me, and as I encourage her back down, I poke her arse with my cock. She's unsure, again a new sensation to her. But I persist, and she finally gives in. We start off slow. I'm gentle, keeping a slow, shallow rhythm. She quickly grows comfortable with it and I'm soon ramming away, rubbing her clit as I bang her up the arse. She loves it. I then get over her again, and do her doggy-style. I feel my load fill up and warn her, but she wants me to cum inside her. I squirt my load deep inside her. We both cry out loud as I wet her. I keep at it for a few more hits, before I drop. She rolls onto her back and I rest my head on her breasts. After a few minutes of sucking her breasts, I get up and get some more photos of her. I get plenty of her jugs, my hand over her tits, a shot of her sucking me off and numerous shots of my cock wedged between her tits. We go upstairs and I'm charged again. I put her on Rach's bed and do her on my ex's bed. She loves the naughtiness of it. I lie on my back and watch her ride me. We go to her bathroom and get in the spa. She sits on the edge and I put my hand up between her legs. She opens them up and starts moaning as I rub her pussy again, pushing my fingers into her hole. I pull her in with me, and she sits on my lap facing me. I kiss between her breasts as she pulls my cock up and guides it back up her pussy. I start ramming her again. I stand behind her, and she leans over the spa. I go her from behind, watching her big suspended tits swing in the large mirror. I load up after going at her for a further 30 mins, and blow another load inside her. We get out of the spa, and dry each other, she licks my cock clean. It's 12.30. We go back downstairs and have lunch together. She puts on an untied gown. As she starts to wash our plates, I move behind her. She can't believe my persistence and loves the attention. I kiss her shoulder as I pull out her tit again. I bite her nipple. She turns and faces me, lifting her breast to me. I spend 15 minutes sucking and kissing her breasts. I soon have to leave. I grope her big tits as we spend a few minutes locked in passionate kissing. I finally leave. As I'm driving down the Bypass, I receive a message from Tammy 'Thank you for a great time! You were incredible. I can still feel you swimming inside me!' The following Thursday, I get a call at 9.30. She's out the front. I go out and jump in the Prado. She's in a short dress. As we drive off, I lean over and kiss her hello. She wants to spend some time with me again. We pull into the car park near Winfred Falls and start walking along the track. As we walk, I have my arm around her hip. I pull down her strap as we go and pull her tit out. We stop on a large rock just off the track. She sits in front of me and as I fondle her breasts, we kiss. We talk about last weeks sex romp. She sounds like she really enjoyed herself -- as did I! I ask how her week was and if she got any sex. 'Only on Saturday morning and it was over in 2 minutes...' she complains. '2 minutes! You haven't even warmed up. He didn't even bring you to orchasm.' 'No. Been a long time, except with you last week!' 'How did he do you? I want to match him. Give him a challenge he doesn't know about.' 'The usual...' she says boringly. 'Missionary and had me work on him. I had to ride him, but it was over to quickly.' I kiss her and start to finger her. She lifts her skirt, naughtily, inviting me in. I lift her onto my lap and poke her. My cock slips easily between her soft folds. I pull out her tits and grope them as I start to fuck her. After 30 minutes of slamming inside her, I finally load up and blow into her pussy. She licks me clean. We make it to Winfred Falls -- somehow... with plenty of playing with each other. She really enjoys me feeling her up! We make out in the water and at the water's edge. While she is sitting on me, we hear some people arrive to look at the falls. We quickly hide, and I continue to keep her hot, by licking her pussy as she watches them come and move on. After a few minutes, she remounts me. I blow a fresh load up her arse. We go back to the car, giggling at nearly being caught. I have her sit on my lap in the passenger seat and go her again. As we drive back, she asks how I'd feel about having someone to play with. I tell her it'd be fun, but I won't go with another guy. She's disappointed, but understands, dropping the subject... I almost make her crash as I make her cum, by fingering her. She drops me back and we clean her cum off the seat. She calls me on Wednesday night. She has to work the next day, but she has booked a weekend away and told her family she is going with some friends. I meet her at 5pm. I jump in the driver's seat. She's looking hot! She's got a sundress on, and looks great. I pull out her tit as we sit at the first set of lights. She has no bra on. Her tits look fantastic. I feel her smooth legs. She separates them for me, and I rub my finger under her undies, rubbing her clit. We put our stuff inside, and get changed to go to the local club for dinner. She's in a tight outfit, not too revealing, but enough to show her nice body. We get our first plate from the buffet table and sit at a 6 seat table. Half way through the first plate, I see Beck, Jo and Janelle come in. They sit near us, and after a few minutes they see me. Janelle comes over and says hi to Tammy. They ask what we're doing out of town. Tammy just says we ran into each other and decided to sit together. Janelle just pulls a rather quizzical expression then asks if they can join us. Tammy says that'd be great. Jo is in a short skirt and booby top, Beck is in a short shorts and a tight top and Janelle is in a tight dress. As we eat together, I keep looking at Jo's boobs. Tammy catches me a few times, but just winks. After a good meal, Tammy and I go to leave. 'So, you 2 just happen to meet up and now you're leaving together. Oh well, have fun. Whatever sort of games you get up to' Janelle says, winking knowingly at me, as she looks over Tammy. Tammy and I go to the house we have rented for the weekend. I carry her inside. I'm horny as anything and start getting onto her. As she lies on the couch, I attack her breasts. She asks what I think of the girls we met up with. I say they're all great. She says that she noticed me checking them all out. Then asks what I think of Janelle. I tell her that I think Janelle is a hot, gorgeous, do-able MILF. She asks what I think of Beck. I say she's a cutie. She asks what I think of her body. I'm uncomfy commenting on another girl while I'm on her, but Tammy encourages me, saying it makes her horny hearing my thoughts. I tell her that I think Beck has a tight body - a tight arse, great tits. She asks if I'd like to bang her. Of course, who wouldn't! She's a young hottie. And Jo? I bet you love her tits! Oh, yeah. She's got a great rack. They're so huge -- but good shape. As I pull up her dress and start rubbing her clit, Janelle, Beck and Jo walk in. Jo calls out 'Go Josh!' I pull away from Tammy, but Tammy pulls me back to her. 'It's ok. They all know. They're my 'friends'!' Tammy and I get up and they walk over to us. Tammy walks up and gives Janelle a big hug. As they hug Tammy moves in and they kiss -- very passionately. I'm speechless. Turned on, but speechless. Tammy pulls me in and Janelle says hi. I kiss her, as Tammy pulls down Janelle's top. I look down at her beautiful breasts and Tammy grabs my hand and puts them over Janelle's tits. I fondle her breasts. I pull up her short dress and slide my hand down her knickers, rubbing her pussy. I move away and approach Beck. I look down at her and she gives me a kiss. I lift her top and feel her tit. I pull it out and give it a bite. She gasps in pleasure. I turn to Jo. 'There's something I've always wanted to do to you.' I about face her and turn her face to me. I kiss her passionately as I pull down her strap and grab her huge tits. I lift her tits, rubbing her big nipples between my fingers as I continue to kiss her. I push myself hard against her arse. I lift her dress and pull out my cock as I continue to grope her breasts. I push her forward gently, and she leans over. She rubs herself up as I push my penis between her legs. Tammy moves behind me and rubs my chest as she grabs my cock. "I'll guide it into her prize area." I grab both of Jo's tits as Tammy rubs my cock along Jo's pussy. She teases both of us. I can feel Jo's wet pussy being rubbed on my tip. Tammy guides it in. I start to ride her. I'm her first. I am gentle as my penis breaks through her cherry. She cries in pain and pleasure. She starts to bleed as break her. I lean over and bite her tit. For over 20 minutes I penetrate her. She enjoys it. I feel the need to cum, but want to keep it gentle. I pull it out and she sucks me off. Tammy pulls out some gel and rubs Jo's pussy with it as I turn to Janelle. I want to go Beck, but say I want to be easy with her, and would love a rough one. I have Janelle lie over the couch and eat her cunt. She loves it! I push my dick into her arse - her first time that way. She can't believe the sensation. I pull it out and slide it up her very wet pussy. I grab hold of her breasts as I push my penis into a new pussy. She moans as I start to slam it in hard. Her whole body rocks with my rhythm. I push her over and go her doggy-style, then have her lie on her back over the couch, her pussy at the top of the couch and I push my cock over into it. I ram her hard, while Becky moves beside me, encouraging me to bang her mum. Becky is rubbing herself while she watches us go at it. As I slam my cock deep into Janelle, I turn to Beck and take off her top. I feel her breasts. I grab Janelle's tit and Beck's tit. I lift Janelle up and have Beck suck Janelle's tit. 'I bet it's been a long time since she's had to do this!' I say. I start to rub Beck's clit. I pull my wet cock out of Janelle and slowly push it into Beck's cunt. She moans softly as I push through her cherry. I break her, with Janelle encouraging us. I increase my depth and Becky is in pain, but wants me to keep at it. Her pussy is tight, wet and comfortable. I soon feel the need to blow. I increase my speed and slam it in hard. She's crying loudly in pain and pleasure. Just as I'm about to blow, I pull it out and cum all over her tummy. She loves the feeling of my heat. I then enjoy her tits. I pull Janelle in, and have her mum suck her tits as well. "It's usually the other way around, but back a few years" I comment. It's 11pm. I've been banging the girls for over 2 and a half hours! We decide to call it a night. I kiss them all again. I sit on the couch with Beck and Jo sitting on my lap. I play with both girls breasts while Janelle gets the camera off Tammy and gets some photos of us. I lift Jo's tit to the camera and take a bite as Jo drops her head back in pleasure. I am then told by Tammy that we should get some sleep. We've got a whole weekend together, and tomorrow will be an all-day adventure. I get into the king bed with both Tammy and Janelle. I lie on my back, and Tammy mounts me. "Finally, I get to have you in me" she says as she grabs my cock and slides it up into her pussy. "It's not that I didn't enjoy watching you in action tonight, it was a real turn on, but I do love having you thumping away in me as well." I kiss her as she starts to move her whole body against me. I grab her tit as she rides me. I turn and see Janelle watching us gel. I tell Janelle to get up and I suck her tits as Tammy continues to ride me. I then get Janelle to sit over my face and I eat her clit. Janelle cums all over my face. Tammy licks me clean. I soon reach the climax and blow in Tammy's arse. I finally fall asleep. I wake up next morning to Janelle playing with my dick. I slide my hand up her boxers and feel her wet cunt. I fondle her tits and command her to sit on me. She sits up, and puts her legs either side of me. I grab my cock and slide it up the side of her boxers. It enters her soft spot. She starts to ride me. Tammy wakes up and rolls over, kissing me as Janelle continues to ride me. I push the two together and they kiss passionately. Tammy then moves down and licks my cock and Janelle's pussy as my cock disappears into her. Tammy gets behind Janelle and plays with her tits. Janelle moves forward and my cock slides out of her and Tammy slides it into her cunt. I continue to be ridden while Janelle gets me to eat her clit. I blow my load in Tammy's pussy. I get out of bed after enjoying both of their tits. I go to the kitchen and Jo is making breakfast. She looks like she just got out of bed, her hair mattered. She's in boxers and a crop top. I move behind her and kiss her good morning as I lift her top and feel her big breasts. She turns and grabs my cock. She loves feeling it. I kiss her neck and pull out her large jugs for a big meal. I lift her onto the bench and she opens her legs, pulling me up to her. She craves to have me in her again. I push my cock up the side of her boxers and enter her wet pussy. She drops her head back as it goes in. Becky comes out just as my penis disappears up Jo's boxers. "Damn it" she lightly complains, "I was hoping to get first go!" I pull her up and kiss her, fondling her breasts in the process. I push her to Jo's tits and get her to bite Jo's erect nipple while I start to push harder into Jo. It still hurts Jo, but she loves the cock. I stand at the bench punching into Jo. As I bang it up her, she's crying out in pleasure and her tits bounce to my every thrust. I grab her bouncing tit and bite it. She cries out in more pleasure. I get Beck to lick my dick as it comes out of Jo. Janelle comes out of the bedroom as I lift Beck between me and Jo, facing Jo. I pull my dick out of Jo and slide it into Becky, giving Beck a few hits. I then run it along Beck's pussy and into Jo. I bang the 2 of them in the one hit! Janelle gets in and has a look; she can't believe what I'm able to do. My dick is rubbing between Beck's folds, into Jo's hole. Both girls' tits are bouncing to my every thrust. I grab Beck's tits as I continue to assault them. Janelle moves up behind me and rubs her tits against my back, rubbing Becky's clit with her fingers. I feel Becky's pussy explode as she cries out in a loud orchasmic state. My cock gets covered in her cum, sliding easier into Jo's pussy. Suddenly, Jo explodes as well. I get two girls to climax almost simultaneously! What a feeling! My dick is covered in both girls cum, and I'm sharing it between them. It's my turn. My dick gets even harder and I feel the load pressure up. I pull my cock out of Jo, and have Janelle grab Jo's tits. I slide my dick into her huge cleavage and keep at it, cumming all over her tits. My cock softens, and I kiss Becky's tits, while Beck licks Jo's tits clean. I kiss the underside of Beck's breasts, enjoying her shape. Jo pulls me to her lips and we tongue, while Janelle kisses Beck's cum covered lips. Jo's hips are still swinging and she pulls my hand to her pussy, wanting some more action. I drive my fingers up her cunt and she gasps as she thrusts her hips back and forth, encouraging a finger fuck. I start fingering Beck as well. She leans over for me, with her bum in the air and opens her legs so I can rub her up. I sit on the chair and Jo sits over me, facing me. She pulls my head to her big breasts and I bite and suck on her big nipples. I grab both her tits as I eat them. She throws her head back, she's rubbing herself. She pulls one of my hands off her tit and pushes it back up her cunt. "Keep rubbing me. I want to cum again." A Photo Shoot with Her Mom I finger her as I eat her breast. I lift her onto the table and eat her clit as I finger her hole, making her cum again and again over a period of 30 minutes. I stand, my cock reloaded and start to fuck her again. As Jo leans over, Beck gets under her and Jo holds onto Becky. I get Janelle up behind me. As she rubs her breasts against my back, I tell her to open Beck's arse. I grab my dick and after a quick rub inside Beck's pussy, I push it gently up Beck's arse. She gasps as I push it into her. I start slow, but soon am banging away. She loves it. I tell Jo to get off Beck, and have Janelle get underneath Beck. I pull my cock out of Beck's arse and push it into Janelle's cunt. I start to ram it up into her pussy. As I thump my hips against Beck, and push my dick into Janelle, they both have their dangling tits bouncing to my thrusts. I have Jo video our action, just as Tammy comes out to join us. 'I think things are only going to get wilder for you, mister.' she says as she comes up and gives me a kiss...