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Willing Subject

By: jus8tine



Ashley rolled onto her side, facing me. Her expressionless face was cupped in one hand. The other hand lay on top of her hip. I once again took a moment to study the gorgeous twenty eight year old woman's body. Her bikini certainly didn't hide much. And now, on her side, Ashley's ample breasts were seemingly ready to fall out of her suit.

"Good. Hold it," I said.

I focused the camera lens and clicked the shutter. Ashley then pulled her top leg toward her stomach, while stretching out her bottom leg. The bottom of her bikini was essentially hidden except for the little string over her hip.

I took another shot.

But it was those breasts that I wanted to focus on. The nipples were barely covered by the bright material of her suit. The more erect they got, the more erect I got. And this seemed to be as exciting for the young school teacher as it was for me.

Without a comment, Ashley put her fingers on the side of her right breast—the one now on top—and lightly pulled back on the bikini top until the nipple hit against the very edge of the suit. Half of her areola was visible, but not the bright pink nipple itself.

With her hand back on her hip, I took several shots, changing the angle each time; capturing more of the youthful curve of her breasts with each picture.

Ashley's expression appeared to be changing. Her eyes locked in on the bulge in my shorts and a look of excitement filled her face. She was a fifth grade teacher, not a model. She had come to me--a high school photography and journalism teacher--knowing I did amateur portraits as a hobby. And our session was turning her on.

I wanted desperately to suggest some more daring poses, suspecting I may never again have a subject with an incredible body like Ashley's. But I also didn't want to scare her off.

So I was more than pleasantly surprised when Ashley suddenly said, "Turn around."

I obeyed and heard rustling behind me. A moment later, she gave me the OK to face her again.

Ashley was on her stomach, her arms folded in front of her, her face looking up at me. She was topless. The stunning breasts I had been teased with before were hanging behind her arms, only the very tips hidden from view. Over her shoulders I could see the inviting curves of her waist and hips and ass.

"God, Ashley. You're going to drive me crazy," I said.

"I've noticed." Her eyes stared directly at my aching cock. "Now, are you going to take pictures or not?"

I got down on the floor and took a series of photos looking straight at her. Ashley changed the position of her arms, but never allowed me an unobstructed view of her dangling breasts. Lying face down on the floor only increased the severity of my erection. By the time we were done, I was embarrassed to get up.

Ashley smiled broadly when she detected my condition, but luckily had me turn around again while she put her top back on. This permitted me to reach inside my shorts and lessen the tension on my throbbing cock.

"OK. I'm done," she announced.

I turned to face her.

She asked, "Do you think these will be any good?"

I tried to keep eye contact with her, and not continuously scan the perfect body in front of me. "Oh, I think they will be great. How could any picture of YOU not be great?"

Ashley blushed. "Maybe we can take some more later in the summer when my tan's better?"

"Of course. Whenever you want," I assured her.

She took a couple steps forward until she stood just inches from me. Her hand touched the front of my shorts, feeling for the outline of my thick cock.

"Did you have fun today?"

I felt her fingers press harder onto my shaft.

"Very much. How about you?"

"Absolutely. I'm flattered that you find me attractive," Ashley said, leaning even closer.

It would have been easy to kiss her, or put my hands on that luscious ass of hers, or both. But this was her dance and I was going to let her lead.

"Attractive hardly describes it," I said.

"Did you say hard?"

"Hardly," I replied.

Her hand stroked me a couple more times.

"I might have another customer for you?" Ashley slowed her fondling and looked up at me.

"Oh. Who?"

"Susan Fielding."

Ashley's hand rested on my cock now. She had to feel it twitch at the mere mention of the new first grade teacher's name. Susan Fielding was a stunning blonde right out of college. She was part homecoming queen, part cheerleader, part athlete, part supermodel.

"Really?" I said as nonchalantly as possible.

"Really. Should I tell her you're interested?"

"Uh, yeah. Sure."

"She's been looking for somebody she can trust to take some...uh, discreet private shots of her. I think you'd be perfect," Ashley said, finally backing away just a bit.

I took a deep breath, just now realizing what affect she had been having on me. "Thanks, Ashley. I'd love to talk to her."

"Great. I'll have her call you." With that, Ashley planted a kiss on my cheek and turned to find her clothes.

I was in a state of near-constant erection the next couple days reviewing the pictures of Ashley and thinking about having Susan pose for me. I wondered what Susan wanted. She wasn't married, so maybe she wanted a few special photos to entice some rich guy. Maybe she just wanted to tease me until I...

The phone's ring brought me back to reality.

"Hello."

"Hello, John?" The voice was soft, quiet and very feminine.

"Yes."

"Hi. This is Susan Fielding. I work with Ashley."

I told myself to be calm. "Oh, hi Susan. Ashley told me you might call."

"I'm glad she mentioned it. Did she tell you I might want some pictures taken?" Susan sounded like a teenager asking her parents for a favor.

"Yep. You realize, don't you, that I don't do this for a living. It's more of a hobby," I said.

"I know. But I've seen the pictures you gave Ashley and I think they're really good."

I wasn't staying very calm. At least not inside. "Thank you. That's nice of you to say. What did you have in mind for yourself?"

There was a slight pause. "Well, uh, I thought...maybe you could take some pictures of me outside. Maybe in the woods."

"No problem," I assured her.

"And I might want some to be a little more, uh, erotic. I've had a couple modeling agencies approach me and I've been told by people who should know that it wouldn't hurt to include a few pictures of me...exposed."

If it was possible to hear somebody blush, I heard it from Susan. My heart was pounding. Susan Fielding. The woods. Nude.

"Susan, I'd be glad to do it."

"The only one to see the pictures will be me, right? This will be done confidentially?" Susan asked with a hint of desperation.

"Absolutely." I couldn't think of anything else to say that wouldn't sound like I was begging her to let me do this.

"Great. When are you available?" Susan asked.

I figured 'Now' was an inappropriate response, so I stalled as if I was looking at a calendar. "How about...let's see. Tuesday? Is next Tuesday OK with you?"

"That's good. Sure."

We spent the next few minutes setting the time and locale. We settled on a piece of private property that I had access to from an old hunting and fishing friend. She agreed. I hung up, a very happy and excited man.

I was fiddling with camera equipment in the cabin when I heard another car pull into the gravel driveway. By the time I got to the window, Susan was almost done fixing her hair in the car's rearview mirror. I watched as the car door opened and the young woman's long legs appeared. My pulse quickened as she strode towards the cabin, dressed in a tight fitting tank top that stopped just above her belly button and a short skirt that resembled a cheerleader outfit.

I waited for her to knock, then cheerfully welcomed her inside. As she went to place her bag on the couch I admired the natural fullness of the breasts pressing against the material of her top. They were wonderfully shaped with nipples conspicuously pointed up and out. Her waist was flat and tight; her legs, shapely and tan.

Clearly, she was much more beautiful in this setting than in a classroom, if that was possible. Her conservative dress at work never came close to revealing the youthful loveliness of her body.

We talked and drank for a few minutes, with Susan sipping at wine nervously. Perhaps a glass was what she felt she needed to allow what I imagined would soon follow. She was definitely shy and I don't think posing...with or without clothes on...came natural to her.

In any case, twenty minutes later I was gathering up equipment and leading Susan out the back door towards the thick woods. It was a marvelous day with bright sunshine, low humidity and a gentle breeze. As we walked, the name I had been wracking my brain to remember finally came to me: Meg Ryan. Susan's hair reminded me of Meg Ryan's. And in the summer breeze it became even more disheveled; even more sexy.

Once we were well back into the forest and the cabin was just out of sight, Susan turned and asked, "How's this?"

"Whatever you feel comfortable with. But I think it's a good spot," I replied.

"Then let's get started," she said confidently.

I looked around for the best angle, sunlight and landscape. Soon, I had a tripod set up and the light meter working. Choosing an appropriate camera and lens from my pack, I was ready to shoot in another two minutes.

"OK," I said finally. "What do you want to start with?"

"How about a few standing, then maybe sitting on that log." Susan pointed toward a very large, moss covered trunk across the path.

"Perfect," I said.

Susan positioned herself about five feet from the camera and I made the final, little adjustments in her location. Seconds later the shutter was clicking away.

I was amazed at the naturalness of her posture, smile and movements. She seemed to glow. At first, the poses were statuesque. Then Susan relaxed and instinctively improved upon the few instructions I provided her. I shot her head-on, from the side, and with her looking over her shoulder. Every inch of her body curved perfectly.

After a bit, she moved to the fallen trunk and tried to find a comfortable spot.

"Oh, God, it's wet. And cold," she laughed.

I had to laugh with her, or at her, as she attempted to get relaxed. Her little skirt rode far up her legs and I felt a twinge between my legs that I knew couldn't be controlled. She ended up crossing her legs and leaning on the log with one hand, her legs exposed nearly to her pussy. Her breasts spilled to one side of her tank top, perilously close to falling out.

I encouraged her and she seemed to really get into it. She beamed huge smiles as we took a series of fun poses. Finally, she lifted both legs so that she lay on the log, her head in one hand, the other on her hip. I knew my erection was beginning to show under my shorts. And I'm sure I saw Susan glance at my cock and smile while my face was buried behind the camera.

She rolled off the log and tried to brush herself clean, giggling the entire time. Between the wine and the excitement of posing, she was feeling good.

"What next?" she asked with a hint of pleasure in her voice.

I wondered if it was too early to start getting more erotic. But I could only think of what she had said over the phone, so I gave it a chance.

"Move over to that tree." I pointed to a large pine with a trunk approximately the same size as her waist. "Put your back to it."

She leaned against it with a look on her face as though she knew we were about to enter a new phase.

"Grab the center of the bottom of your shirt and pull it up a little," I instructed her.

She did exactly as I asked, exposing the bulk of her taut stomach and waist. With so much skin exposed, it made her skirt appear to be even lower than it actually was. Which worked for me.

I changed angles several times before noticing that Susan was pulling the tank top higher and higher, until her hand was between her breasts and the bottom of one breast began to appear.

I backed away and our eyes met. She smiled mischievously. We never spoke.

My hand began to shake when I saw Susan's hand slip inside her top and rest on top of her right breast. Her eyes were closed as she rubbed the nipple with her palm. Then she grabbed her erect nipple, the material of her top just barely covering her hand. She looked at me again, then at the huge lump in the front of my shorts. She wasn't smiling any more. It was a look of pure lust.

She grasped the bottom of her tank top and pulled one side up to her shoulder, completely exposing the breast she was playing with a few seconds ago. The nipple was glowing pink against the lighter skin of her luscious breast. I found myself holding my breath while capturing the scene.

The camera was off the tripod now, so I could move up, down and around her body. She played with the exposed breast, teasing the camera with her hand. Soon, both breasts were visible.

She slowly, tauntingly lifted the top over her head. Susan held it in place with her arms outstretched above her head, both breasts pulled taut against her chest. Then she dropped her arms, still clutching the top before dropping it onto the forest floor.

I felt the first drop of precum ooze from my cock at the sight of Susan Fielding topless. I backed up to get a few shots of her entire body. Then moved back in tight. She seemed to have a magnetism that pulled the camera to her. Only now was I really beginning to feel the urge to drop the camera and devour the young model.

"Turn to the tree," I managed to tell her.

Once again, she seemed to know exactly what I wanted. She pressed her body against the trunk, flattening her breasts before backing up again and turning slightly to one side. She wrapped her arms around the tree, leaned on it seductively, and tilted her head back as if making love to it.

"Beautiful," was all I could say, almost in a whisper.

A minute later we took a much needed break.

"How am I doing?" Susan asked with a grin.

"You say you've never done this before?"

"Never."

I wiped my forehead clear of sweat. "I find that hard to believe."

"Do you find it exciting?" she asked as we found a dry spot to sit.

"Of course." I didn't think I needed to answer that one.

"I thought so." We both laughed and she did not hide her direct stare at my thick cock. The fact she remained topless while we talked didn't help.

"You're very pretty. With a great body. I think you'd make a great model," I said sincerely.

"Thanks, John. You make it easy."

We rested for another few minutes, making small talk about school and related topics. Then she said she was ready to do more. My heart raced again.

She chose the pose this time. She moved back to the large, fallen truck and stood behind it, one leg on the log. This caused her skirt to split and cover only her pussy and ass, virtually nothing else. When she leaned forward to put one elbow on the leg rested on the log, the bottom of her ass finally appeared. Then she put both hands on the ankle of her raised leg and, from just the right angle, I got both her ass and her breasts hanging free.

Susan was more than just teasing now. She was being blatantly sexual, and she was very good at it.

She stood up with another playful giggle and stepped back from the log. When she knew the camera was ready, she put her thumbs inside the waistband of her skirt and pushed it down. I saw the tiny straps of her thong, then the triangle of material covering her pussy, then the skirt falling to the ground. I hoped the pictures did justice to the eroticism with which Susan undressed. Gracefully, she stepped out of the skirt and kicked it aside.

Susan placed one hand on her pussy, gently pushing in on the thin material of her thong. The opening between her lips was plainly evident, while moisture made her thong nearly transparent. She spread her legs seductively, then slid her hand inside the thong. I captured the outline of her fingers as she played with her clit and cunt. Her other hand manipulated a nipple.

Then she began to take off the thong. I moved around her in a full circle, attempting not to miss a single curve as she bent to remove the undergarment. I finished in front of a naked Susan Fielding.

My cock reminded me, once again, that it was confined within my shorts. It throbbed even harder as I took a second to admire Susan's nakedness.

Her short, wild hair accentuated her round face, full lips and cute chin. Her breasts rose from her chest proudly. Her little waist turned into smooth, round hips. Her pussy was neatly shaven and formed a perfect "V" at the meeting of her thighs. Her ass was high and tight, with delightful folds where the cheeks met her legs. Those legs were long and curvy. This was the perfect woman.

"Wow," I said, realizing how stupid it sounded as soon as I said it.

"Thank you. Now what?" Susan said with a smile.

"Do what feels natural. Use the setting around you. Become part of it."

She seemed to appreciate the freedom I was giving her. And I knew, whatever she did, it would look great.

Susan moved among the trees and undergrowth; standing, kneeling, sitting and laying. She used leaves to temporarily hide body parts, then exposed them fully to the lens. I wasn't sure how much longer I could take her erotic masquerade.

As if she sensed my sexual frustration, she suddenly said, "John, put down the camera for a second."

I obeyed.

She stood directly in front of me in all her sensual beauty. "Let's take another break."

Before I could answer, her hand was on my shorts, lightly touching my cock. She leaned forward and put her lips on mine. I put my arms around her and we embraced fully, passionately.

The first touch of her bare skin on my hands was magical. I moved my fingers up and down her back, then onto her ass as she gripped my cock harder. I clutched at her ass cheeks, pulling her body up to mine. She removed her hand so my cock was allowed to press against her stomach.

Then Susan ripped off my shirt and fumbled with the button and zipper of my shorts. They fell to the ground and she reached inside my boxers. We kissed harder, our tongues exploring each other without hesitation.

She stroked my cock and moaned when I put a hand on her breast. She harder she squeezed my cock the harder I pinched her nipple. I was afraid I was going to cum all over her hand.

Susan kneeled down and removed my boxers. Instantly, my throbbing cock was between her lips, then deep inside her mouth. Her tongue slid along the bottom of my shaft while her lips held me tight.

"Oh, God, Susan."

She moaned her approval and had to feel the blood gushing into my cock. My balls wanted to explode, but not until I was inside this gorgeous babe.

I only had to wait for her to sit back onto her ass, then recline in the soft underbrush. I watched her spread her legs for me, reaching up as if to beg me to finish her off.

I got between her legs and kissed her again. She used one hand to guide my cock to the entrance of her dripping pussy. I wanted to thrust into her and fuck her like a madman, but chose the gentle route instead. Inch by inch I entered her, the tightness of her young pussy amazing me the whole way. When I was almost all the way in, she wrapped her legs around my waist and we began in earnest.

My hands slid under her ass and I pulled her body up to mine. She was so small, so tight, so wonderful.

"John, you're so big. It feels so good," she sighed.

"I want you to cum for me. Hard."

Her body responded to my words with increased vigor. Our pace quickened and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock.

"That's it, Susan. Cum for me."

She moaned loudly and squeezed me again. "Fuck me, John. Faster. Harder."

I did just that. But it was words that seemed to excite her the most.

"Come on, Susan. I'm going to fuck you until you cum."


Willing Subject



Disclaimer: All characters in this fictional story are 18 years or older.

I was peeling potatoes at my kitchen table when my son walked in. He had just come home from his job as a freelance photographer. I was proud of my son who had gradulated from college as a journalist, and now was making a name for himself as a photographer for several magazines and catalogs.

I always cared deeply for Kevin. Sometimes, I actually lusted for him. He was 23, handsome, and a lot like his father. Sadly, my husband was killed while serving his country years ago, and now it was just my son and me. Kevin could have moved out, but he stayed to keep me company. I would do anything for him. And lately, my thoughts were that I wanted my son sexually.

I am Marie. I am 44 and I must admit, in pretty good shape. I work out at the local gym several days a week, and take care of myself. My dating life has fallen off, as it seems I just get those men who are only serious about sex, and not a relationship. I have a closer bond with my son than I ever had with anyone except my late husband.

As I watched Kevin come over and join me at the table, he said, "Hey mom, how was your day?"

"Not too bad, I went to the gym, did some work out in the garden, and relaxed some. How was your day?"

"Busy as usual. I did a layout for a catalog, and picked up another magazine who wants pictures from me. It will be quite different than what I had been doing in the past. It will pay much better than any of the photos I've done lately," Kevin said.

"That sounds wonderful. What kind of magazine is it?"

My son looked down, and seemed to be hesitant to tell me what was on his mind. I was surprised, as he usually wasn't reluctant to tell me anything.

"I am surprised son. You usually tell me about your photography jobs. Something wrong?" I asked.

He finally looked up at me saying, "Well, it's an adult magazine mom. They want me to take nude pictures of women. I did some deep thinking about it, but the bottom line is it pays almost twice as much as my past jobs. They are even allowing me to select the models myself. I just didn't know how you would take it mother."

I giggled as I said, "I'm not a prude, son. There is no shame in taking naughty pictures. I am happy for you, and I know how great a photographer you are. Trust me, there are a lot of men out there who would trade places with you in an instant! It kind of brings back memories for me too."

"Memories? How so mom?"

Now I was the embarrassed one as I told him, "Well, before I met your father, I did some modeling. Some of them were nude photos. And I have never even told your father this, but I did some x-rated photos as well."

His eyes got wide as he said, "Wow mom, I never knew that. You must have been one hell of a sexy sight to see naked!"

I blushed as I remembered back on that time in my life. I was fresh out of school and was approached by a man who owned a nudie magazine. The enticement of money led me to nude pictures and eventually sex in front of a camera. And even though it was long ago, I still remember the excitement of doing it. And now that my son was going to be the guy behind the camera, I felt my panties dampen from lewd thoughts of posing naked for him.

"Yeah Kevin, I was not always the sweet, innocent mother you've always known. So tell me, what kind of models are you looking for?"

He was quiet for a few moments before he said, "They are looking for mature women. They want my first photo spread to be about an older woman. I'm kind of excited about doing it. I wonder where to begin to find a willing subject."

I knew this would be so wrong, but I truly wanted my son badly. I just hoped he would agree to what I was about to tell him.

"I am a mature woman, and I don't look that bad. What about me Kevin?"

My son's eyes got wide before finally saying, "You would pose for me mom? Naked?"

"Sure, why not. I was a model once, and I always wanted to be photographed again. And I'm not modest Kevin. I think it would be really exciting for the both of us. Does this bother you?"

"I would love to do it mother. I know you would photograph well. But are you sure you want to be lusted over by men all over the world?" he asked.

"Well, let's face it Kevin. Once you have seen me naked, doesn't matter who else does. Since your father died, you are all that matters to me. I am proud of what you have done with your life. Now, we will see how good you are at trying to concentrate while looking at me naked," I told him with a wry grin.

"I know one thing mother, I am definitely looking forward to it. Okay mother, well tomorrow I want to take some outdoor pictures. I know of a secluded spot up by the lake. I took a girl on a date there once. Do you have any sexy lingerie?," he asked.

"I am sure I can find something really sexy. And I wonder what you did with that girl up there? I just bet it wasn't fishing."

He laughingly said, "Yeah, I lost my virginity at the lake that day. I am really excited mom. I still can't believe you will do this for me."

"I sure plan on giving my son something to always remember. I can't wait to pose for you. Now it's time to make dinner, so go and relax until it's ready."

As I watched my son leaving, I admired his sexy ass in those tight jeans. And as I slid my hand inside of my panties and fingered my clit, tomorrow couldn't come soon enough!

I was sitting at the breakfast table in my robe sipping some coffee, when my son came into the kitchen. He had his camera bag and tripod, and set it down by the door. I watched him in those tight jeans, excited about today. I was going to be showing my naked body to my son for the first time, and I hoped a whole lot more. I have wanted to make love to him and have plotted his seduction over and over in my mind. I barely slept last night thinking about him photographing me.

"Good morning mother. Are you ready to be a star?" he asked me.

"Yes, I sure am Kevin. Ready to see you ole' mom in all her glory?"

"I still can't believe we are doing this. You don't know how many times I fantasized about you mother. I can't help it, you are one sexy lady," he said.

"Thanks Kevin. Let me make you some breakfast, we have a long day ahead of us," I told him as I got up to make him his breakfast.

We soon sat together chatting about other things over breakfast. I guess we were both a little nervous about what was going to transpire shortly. I had put some of my sexiest panties and bras in my bag to take with us. 

When we were finished, I said, "I'll go up and put some sexy clothes on. I'll be back shortly, then we can be on our way. I am so excited about this son."

"I'll go put our things in the car mom. I"ll be waiting."

I soon walked out to see my son leaning against the car. He whistled at me, making me feel really sexy. I went and found an old schoolgirl uniform I had stowed away, complete with white bobby sox and loafers. It was a little tight but I was amazed that it still fit me after all of these years. I also had on a pure white thong which I would be showing to my son very soon.

"Wow mom. You look good enough to eat. We better get going, I need to take a lot of photos," he said as he got behind the wheel of the car.

As I climbed into the passenger side of the car, I told him, "Better be careful, you may just get your wish."

As he started the car and put it in gear, he winked at me saying, "Wearing something like that mom will sure make it hard for me to take pictures of you."

"Trust me son, you will be hard, I guarantee it. And we may just have to find a use for it you know."

As we drove, my son kept taking glances over at me. The skirt rode high on my legs and my blouse had several buttons undone, giving him a clear view of my creamy breasts. I wasn't huge on top, but I definitely had more than a mouthful. And I soon imagined whose mouth would be sucking on them.

We soon were driving on an old dirt road, which seemed to be miles away from any civilization. I looked at the beautiful surroundings and realized why Kevin loved it here.

"Have you taken pictures of anyone else up here before Kevin?" I asked.

"Yeah, I did an outdoor shoot for a department store a few weeks ago. It was a roughing it sort of deal with a male and female model. They definitely weren't the sort of pictures like we will be doing today. But when I thought about where would be the most exotic locale to photograph you mom, this was the first place I thought of."

He soon pulled to a stop, and we were next to a beautiful lake. As we both got out, I looked around and had to agree this would make for some great pictures. Plenty of trees and a nice beach with some large boulders sprinkled in. Kevin soon had his camera out and was assembling the lens and tripod, as I reached in for my bag with my underwear to pose in.

He then told me, "Let's go sit down on that boulder. We can discuss some ideas on this shoot. Remember, this is the first time I will be taking photos of a woman in sexy outfits and naked."

After we sat down, I said, "Well son, you just tell me what poses you want me in, and where. We kind of can go with the flow, so to speak. Think of me not as your mother, but just another model."

"Yeah right mom. I am looking at you in that fuckin' sexy outfit, and you want me to think of you as just another model? By the way, once the shoot is done, you will be paid a model's fee. You will be highly compensated. I will definitely need you to sign a release form when we get home, just to make it legal."

I looked over and saw the big bulge in his jeans as I said, "I guess you are right. And it sure looks like you are very happy to see me. And thanks for the job Kevin. It will be pure pleasure and we'll get paid for it, sounds like a win-win proposition."

"Okay mom, I'm ready if you are. Go stand with the lake behind you, and start doing some regular poses. We want to gradually get more daring as we go along. 

I walked over, and turned around, as my son set up his tripod and camera. He started to take some photos of me with my hands on my hips.

"Okay mom, put your hands behind your head."

This pose pushed my breasts out, making for some very sexy pictures. I could feel my skimpy thong getting wet.

"Okay mom, turn around, and bend over. Look at me over your shoulder."

I felt my skirt rising just barely covering my ass as I bent over, and I gave him the sexiest smile I could. My son stopped taking pictures and I saw him adjusting his crotch as he just stared at me. After a few moments, he went back behind the camera. I was really getting into it now and I reached down and undid another button on my blouse, gaping open showing off my braless tits. I turned around and did several poses with my hands on my knees. He kept shooting and adjusting his cock constantly. I knew I was getting to him as I soon had my blouse totally unbuttoned. My tits were bared and he just kept shooting as I put my arms to the sides of my breasts and squeezed them together.

I said, "Kevin, come over here a minute. I have an idea."

He stopped shooting and walked over to me, staring at my tits. 

Once he was in front of me, I pushed my tits towards him saying, "Suck my nipples son. I think that they will look good glistening in the sun."

"Are you sure mom? I have always wanted to do this."

I just nodded as his hands felt my breasts and he soon was licking and sucking on my nipple. It was making me so hot as I brushed the palm of my hand over his crotch. As he moved to my other nipple and sucking it tenderly, I felt the outline of his hardness. I realized my son sure had good sized cock. I couldn't wait to feel it inside of me, and we were not leaving until he did.

"Okay Kevin, they are ready now. Go get some more pictures."

"Holy cow mom, I love your tits.  Okay, let me get some closer pics now," he said as he reluctantly let my breasts fall from his hands.

I looked at my nipples, and they were definitely hard and glistening wet. I removed my blouse and my son was soon back to photographing me. I then began to inch my skirt down, and he squatted down a few feet from my pussy. He watched as my skirt dropped around my shoes, and I then kicked it off. He was now shooting me in just my thong, white socks, and shoes. I turned around, and bent over, as he could see my thong digging deep into my crack.

"Gee mom, you have a hot ass. I could just kiss it."

I giggled and said, "I would be disappointed if you didn't."

He dropped his camera, and got on his knees, and started to kiss my ass. I was so wet as he pulled my ass to him and licked along my thong."

"Okay Kevin, better take some more pictures, or you will be too horny to concentrate."

"You are right mom, I could fuck you right now," he said between kisses to my ass as he got back up.

While he was picking up his camera, I pulled my thong out of my crack, and my asshole and cunt were open to his view. He snapped some more closeups, then backed up to get longer distance shots. I turned around, and began peeling them off, and soon I was naked except for the socks and shoes. I knew this looked so sexy as I smiled wickedly at him and the camera.

"You know son, you look so uncomfortable in those tight jeans. Why don't you get naked too. It's just us two here, and I wouldn't mind seeing your hot cock."

"Are you sure mom? You do know we are going to have sex if I do get naked, right? I love you mom," he told me.

As I continued to pose while I spread my pussylips for him, I said, "I was planning on fucking and sucking you son. But business must come first. We got to give those readers something to jerkoff too."

He just laughed as he told me to lie down on the sand with my legs open. He was soon naked, his nice sized cock bobbing as I licked my lips in anticipation. My son would definitely have plenty to fill me up in any hole that he chose. 

I held my tits as he stood over me, casting a shadow over my body. He thought it was kind of neat and would move around, as I watched his hardon also bouncing around. After he took some more pictures, I sat up and grabbed his cock, starting to kiss and lick it all along the shaft.

"Ahhhh mom, you are driving me crazy! I never dreamed this could ever happen for real."

I pulled off of him and rolled over, giving him a sexy view of my ass as I spread my legs wide. He changed a roll of film and was quickly back to taking pictures. He would walk all around me and get different angles. I knew this would sure be some very hot pictures for the magazine.

"Okay mother, time for different poses. Change into something else, and I'll get some more pictures of you," he stated as I watched him reach down and stroke his rigid cock. 

My mouth watered over the thought of having his nice piece of equipment in my mouth, and I didn't mean the camera either.

I soon had on a sexy black bikini. It was so small that it barely covered my breasts and ass. My son looked on in amazement at me with that damn hardon begging me to suck it. I soon walked over to a boulder, which was flat on the top, and laid down lengthwise on it.

'Okay Kevin, start shooting. I don't know how much more of this I can take before I attack your hot body."

He laughed as he walked over with his camera, still stroking his hard cock, and said to me, "I might be the one doing the attacking mom. You need to wear that bikini around the house more often."

"Hell with that son, you are going to be seeing your mother hardly wearing anything anymore. Our relationship has changed alot today, and we are going to be having so much naughty fun in the future."

He started to take pictures as I laid on my side with one elbow crooked on top of the rock. As he continued shooting pics, I ran my hands between my breasts, and then slid them down my body and over my bottoms very slowly. Then he moved up close as he reached out and slid one bra cup off, revealing my turgid nipple as he started photographing me again. He was getting bolder with me now, as he soon had both of my tits bared, and I was happy to see him taking charge. When a man takes charge, I am putty in his hands.

He got real close and untied my top as I quickly slipped my mouth around his cock, catching him by surprise. He gasped as my tongue did tricks to his cockhead. I loved the taste of his hard meat as I reached up to his balls, and began rolling them in my fingers. His prick was so damn hard, I could feel the veins sliding along my lips. He began teasing my nipples with his fingers, making me suck him even harder. 

"Ahhhh mom, I'm going to cum soon. Taking pictures of you has had me on the edge since we started. Suck my cock harder!"

I really had no intention of stopping. Then he started taking pictures of me sucking his cock. It turned me on as I now knew the pictures the magazine was going to receive were of us having mother-son sex. Just then I felt my son's cock thickening, and I sealed my lips tight around his shaft as his cum spurted into my mouth. During all this I was amazed he could even concentrate as I heard the whirl of the camera taking pictures of the hot blowjob I was giving him. I swallowed as quickly as I could enjoying his tasty cum before quickly pulling his cock from my mouth. His cock shot streams of jizz all over my face and hair. I also guided it down to my breasts and nipples, as he finally began to subside I rubbed his cum into my breasts with his cockhead. He took pictures of this total sequence.

Finally, I licked his cock clean, then said, 'Now I think the readers will really enjoy these pictures, don't you think Kevin?"

"Oh, I am sure they will mother. Now, I intend to eat your pussy. And you better let me!"

I cleaned my face and hair the best I could with my bikini bra. I wasn't going to stop my son, as I quickly whipped off my bikini bottoms and laid back on the rock, with my legs dangling over the edge.

"It's all yours, son. Eat your mother good," I told him as I spread my legs wide.

Kevin got on his knees, wrapped his arms around my hips and grabbed my ass, pulling my cunt towards his face. I couldn't believe I was about to have my pussy licked by my own son. 

Kevin looked up at me and said, "I've been waiting a long time to do this mom. I love you."

Then his tongue entered my cunt. I grabbed his head as he began to suck and nibble on my pussylips. I couldn't believe how hot and excited I was, I don't even think I ever was this horny with his own father when he was alive. Then I felt his finger tickling my asshole, making me grind harder onto him. My son must have done this plenty of times before, because he had me whipped into a frenzy when his tongue slid hard over my clit and his finger fucked in and out of my ass.  I pushed hard against his mouth as I felt my orgasm fast approaching.

"You sure know how to eat my pussy. I need to cum so badly Kevin."

He pulled off long enough to tell me, "You taste so sweet mom. I cant wait to taste your creamy juices."

He dove right back in, and sucked my clit hard into his mouth. I felt the tip of his tongue flicking it rapidly as I writhed into a blissful orgasm. My son never stopped pleasuring me, as I came so hard on his face. He lapped and nibbled my clit, keeping me flowing all over his tongue and lips. 

I soon couldn't take it anymore, as I needed his cock inside me now. I've been waiting way too long for this moment to ever happen.

"Fuck me now son. Fuck me doggie style!"

I got off the rock, and got down onto the hot sand on my hands and knees. Kevin quickly knelt behind me, as I reached between my legs and grabbed his cock. I guided it between my wet cuntlips, and he just shoved it in deep with no more urging. I was so wet that I just grunted in ecstacy, feeling that wonderful cock fill me up so full.




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"Mom, your cunt is so damn tight. I need to fuck you hard. I can't believe I'm fucking my own mother's pussy!"

"Be my guest son, it's your cunt to use now. I will want it all the time inside of me. So, fuck me hard and fill me with your hot cum," I begged him.

He started to pound me hard, as I felt his balls slap my cunt on each thrust. His hands reached around and held my breasts, my hard nipples poking hard into his palms. I was in heaven as Kevin definitely knew what he was doing. I guess I never took a good notice of any of his girlfriends in the past, but he obviously was doing more than just taking their pictures. It seemed like I was just having one orgasm after another. I was sweating in that very hot sun now, but I wasn't going to stop him until he had filled me with his cum. For some strange reason at that moment, I was thinking how strange it must be for my son to be fucking me where he orginally came from. He had truly just come full circle, I guess.

"I'm going to cum mom. I'm going to fill your hot cunt now."

"Do it baby," I told him, my ass bucking back hard at him.

He shoved deep inside me one last time, then I felt his cum filling me up. I laid my face in the sand as I came with him. I couldn't believe how much he was filling me up with his seed after I had sucked so much out of him earlier. But all too soon, he was done, as he just rested inside of me. I could feel him beginning to soften, as I looked between my legs and could see our mixed juices dripping into the sand.

After a few minutes he slipped out, then helped me to my feet. We sat on the rock together, as he picked up his camera once again. Then he took some pictures of me naked again, and a few more of my cum coated pussy. I knew it was the final hot pictures that would go into that magazine.

"I really had a good time today mom. Thanks for posing naked for me. When we get back, I'll develop the pictures, and we can both decide on the best ones to send to the magazine. I know the editors will love them," he said.

"Sounds good to me son. I had a great time today as well. But I have a feeling that we will be fucking some more later. Do you want to fuck your good ole' mom again?"

"Damn right I do, and often," he told me as he began packing up his equipment. 

Before we left, we frolicked in the lake and got cleaned up, and soon were heading home. Well not just only going home, but a whole new life...

"Mom, come a take a look at the pictures I took of you."

My son had all the photos that he took of me today, lying on his bed. I sat next to him as we studied each one, and picking out the best ones for the magazine. As we concentrated on them, I noticed my son's cock peeking out of his pajamas. I know the pictures were sure turning me on.

I reached over and started to play with his rigid cock through the fly of his pajama pants. He sighed deeply as I stroked him, our concentration waning. 

"You have a really nice cock son. It felt good to feel it inside of me today.," I told him.

"I'm so horny right now mom, looking at these pictures is turning me on. Can you imagine lots of guys sitting in their rooms and jerking off at seeing your sexy body?"

I raised him to his feet, as he stood before me. I looked up at him smiling, while licking my lips.

I said, "Just think son, they can imagine having sex with me. You can have sex with me anytime you want. Do you know what I want to do right now?"

"I think I know mother. I think you want to suck my cock."

As I lifted his cock, I pulled his balls through the opening and began to lick his balls. They smelled like manly soap, as I knew he had just showered earlier. I kissed each one, before sucking them into my mouth. I continued to stroke his magnificent manhood.

"Oh yeah, mom. You know what I like. I've always been a sucker for a blowjob."

I pulled off and said, "Hmmm, and here I thought I was the sucker."

He laughed as I began to kiss and nibble his hard shaft. I traced my tongue around his cockhead, as he ran his fingers through my hair. I kissed his cockhead, before opening my mouth and enveloping him. He groaned as inch after inch slid into my mouth. I was always an accomplished deep throat gal, and I wanted my son to experience my technique and skill.

"Geez mom, you are like a vacuum cleaner. I love when you suck my cock."

I began to suck him harder as he held my head. My hands held his balls knowing the thrill of soon tasting what was churning inside of them. I felt content knowing what a thrill this must be for Kevin. 

He soon warned me, "Mom, I'm going to cum."

I began to suck him harder, as he began to shove his cock harder down my throat. I slipped my hand around to his ass and slid my finger into his ass. That sudden invasion sent him over the edge.

"Shit mom, I'm coming. Ahhhh man!"

Then my mouth was flooded with his wonderful cum. I was prepared this time and just kept swallowing as fast as I could. His creamy release tasted so damn good, as he continued to shoot jets of his cum into my throat. He never let go of my head as I drained him dry. Then, with one last lip-smacking kiss on his cockhead, I pulled away.

"Wow mom, I've never been with a woman that was as good as you at sucking cock. You can suck my cock anytime you want," he said as he sat down next to me.

"I loved sucking your cock. I have been waiting years to show you how much I wanted to please you. And I was so glad the pictures came out great."

"Well, let's finish picking out the best ones. I have to take them in to the publisher in the morning. Then he leaned over and kissed me on the lips. Life was so good...

I was in the living room watching some television when I heard my son come in. He walked in, seeing me naked on the sofa.

"Hi mom. Man, I can't get enough of your hot body. And you have the sexiest tits," he said with a grin while flattering me.

"So tell me Kevin, how did it go? Did they like the pictures?"

"Mom, not only did they like the pictures, but they wanted more of you. But, I told them I didn't know if you would be interested," he said sadly.

"It turned me on having you take those photos of me. Why wouldn't I be interested? If you need me to do another photoshoot, I'd be happy too."

"Well, they want something more specific, and I don't know if you would like it. They want a spread of two women making love to each other," he told me sheepishly.

"Remember yesterday when I told you I used to do x-rated photos before I met your dad. I've done scenes with women before. It's been quite a while, but if my memory serves me right, I rather enjoyed it. I've done just about everything that your naughty mind can conjure up, in front of a camera."

"Really, you would do that? They loved your pictures so much, that they will double the incentive. By the way, here is your money," he told me as he handed me a white envelope.

I looked inside, and almost passed out. There was $10,000 inside of it. Then he gave me a big grin as I looked at him in awe.

"Wow, I can't believe this Kevin. This will pay a lot of bills. Yes, yes! I will do another shoot for you."

He quickly told me, "That's your money mom, use it for yourself. Working for this magazine, I will make enough to pay off this house and more. Now, there is only one problem, we will have to find another woman. They prefer another mature model, so it will look authentic. I just wish I knew of someone who would do this kind of thing. Anyways, I'm going to go make a sandwich."

I sat there and thought for a few moments, then a light went on in my head. I knew just who to ask, and in doing so, hoped to fulfill another deep fantasy of mine. And in this person, I have always known she had lusted after my son.

"Kevin, when do they want these photos by," I yelled to him in the kitchen.

"As soon as possible mom. Why, do you know of anyone?"

"I think I do son. You just set up the shoot," I told him.

"No problem mom, I can get the studio scheduled as soon as we have everything set."

Then I was off to make a phone call....

Kevin was soon off to do some photography for a sailboat catalog ad. He laughingly told me as he was leaving, sailboats will be kind of dull after taking pictures of his mother naked. I kissed him as I urged him off to do his thing.

Then I picked up the phone, my heart beating fast. I could hear the phone ringing as I wondered if this would all work out.

"Hi sis, are you busy? I need to talk to you, can you come over?" I begged.

"Sure Marie, I'll be right over. I always miss seeing my big sister."

Then I hung up, and began to try to figure out how I would ask her about getting naked and having sex with me, while Kevin took pictures. But as I reached down to stroke my pussy, it was definitely wet from the lustful thoughts crossing my mind.

I heard the knock and ushered my sister Natalie into the kitchen.

"Would you like some coffee Nat?" 

She replied, "Sure sis. So what was so urgent that you wanted to see me right away? 

I grabbed our coffee and headed to the table, as we sat down across from each other. My sister was single, and had never married. She was a wild child growing up, and we had often talked about our sexual escapades often until I had married my late husband. She knew all about my younger days and my nude photography past. She was 39, and she was known as a swinger. I knew she loved women and men, and I suspect that the reason she never married was that she couldn't have sex with just one man or woman. She definitely had the bigger tits between us, and loved reminding me about it whenever she could. But it's been a while since we talked about our sex lives, so I'm sure what I was about to tell her would shock her.

I finally said, "Sis, my son Kevin took nude photographs of me yesterday. We also had sex. I was wondering, would you be willing to have sex with me in front of Kevin's camera for a magazine. It pays well."

She just looked at me with a stunned look before saying, "You fucked your son? My, my, you know what sis? I've always thought about seducing Kevin, he is one hot guy. Congratulations. Now tell me about the the job."

"Well Nat, he did a photoshoot of me yesterday for a nudie magazine that he works for. And we actually had sex outdoors, and those were part of the pictures he submitted. The publishing company asked him if I could do more scenes, this time with a woman. The only one I could think of that is pretty open about sex, was you."

She had a wicked grin as she asked, "So tell me sis, did you enjoy having sex with my nephew?"

I blushed as I told her, "Yeah sis. I've always wanted to, and I kind of did the photo layout just so I could suck and fuck him. It was really great. And I'm sure Kevin would be happy to have sex with his aunt too. So, what do you say Nat? It's a fantasy come true."

"Well sis, I would love to get intimate with both of you. Let's face it, my sex life has been getting kind of boring lately, and this turns me on to think I'll finally be eating my big sister's cunt. You want to eat mine? And I bet Kevin has a delicious cock for sucking." she said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Well, I haven't been with a woman in a very long time, but I used to enjoy it. And knowing it will be you, it excites me too. And I'm sure Kevin will be so horny watching us two together, that he definitely will want to join in," I told her.

"I'm all for it Marie, let me know when."

"He has a studio already set up, we just needed you. I'll tell him it's a go for tomorrow, is that okay?"

As she got up to leave, she said, "Sure thing sis, I'll be here at nine o'clock. Pucker up them lips, because my tits need a good sucking."

And then she was off, as I picked up the phone to call my son and tell him it was a go for tomorrow.

My son woke up with his cock in my mouth. I thought it would be a nice way to wake him up, as I teasingly licked up and down his shaft when he opened his eyes.

"Good morning mother, I see you are practicing for today already. MMMM, I love a good blowjob in the morning. Especially after the dream I just had," he said.

"Oh really, what was the dream you had?"

He smiled as I took his cock back into my mouth as he told me, "I dreamed I was fucking you while my Aunt Natalie was sitting on my face. Oh, it was so hot!" 

I pulled off as I crawled up the bed and climbed over him, pulling his cock to my hungry pussy. I slipped it between my wet pussylips, and soon engulfed his lovely manhood.

"Well Kevin, I'm sure that we both will be giving you lots of pleasure today. But keep in mind, this is business, so be sure to concentrate on taking pictures."

He grinned as he said, "Oh shut up and fuck me mom."

I loved pleasing my son's sexual fantasies. I was going to surprise him later and do something I haven't done in a very long time, have him fuck my ass. I missed that, and I wanted my son to experience his mother's tight asshole. But as I ground hard on his stiff cock, I just wanted to feel his cum deep inside of me. I leaned over as he sucked my nipples while my tits swung over his face. I know he loved my breasts, and I wanted him to enjoy them whenever he wanted.

Soon I was coming all over his cock. He was sucking my nipples so hard that I was going nuts, and then he shot off deep inside of me. I could feel his cum coating my cunt, and I moaned from the release. We rode each other until I took all that Kevin had left in him. Then I leaned down and kissed him, our tongues mingling.

"After I got off of him, I told him, "C'mon son, your aunt will be here soon. We need to get showered and dressed."

"Yeah, we only have the studio for two hours, so we better be on time. I love you mom," he said as he climbed out of bed.

We were both waiting in the kitchen when my sister came in. Kevin had all his camera gear ready.

"I'm so glad you are going to do this Aunt Natalie. I hope you are okay with this," said my son.

"I'm more than okay with it nephew. We are going to have a ball. Once you see my nice tits, you or your mother won't be able to stop sucking them," she laughingly said.

I swatted my sister on the ass as we all left for the studio.

We were soon walking into the studio, where my son often does his photography. It's private and rented by different photographers, with props. My son guided us to a change room while he set up the equipment and props. He had told us to bring skimpy underwear, so my sister and I were soon changing.

I watched as my sister was soon naked, and my eyes scanned her body. She definitely looked hot as I couldn't wait until the shoot began.

We soon walked out, and my son whistled at us. Nat had on thong panties and a half bra, and her huge tits were spilling over the top, her hard nipples could poke an eye out. I had on crotchless panties and a sports bra, and felt very horny. We both looked over at my son and saw his jeans sporting a big bulge.

"Okay ladies, I've decided to go with a fur rug and and big pillows. I want you two to act like two horny girlfriends. I'll need you to start with kissing and feeling each other up and then do what comes naturally," my son said as he got behind his camera, set up on a tripod.

"Yeah, well you got the horny down right," my sister said with a grin.

We stood on the fur rug as I hugged Nat. As I heard Kevin's camera clicking, I could feel my tits brushing my sister's. 

"Look over at me and smile."

We did that and I could feel my sisters hand feeling up my ass. I reciprocated and began to tease her, my fingers slipping under her thong and teasing her asshole. 

"Kiss each other now."

I turned to my sister, and we began to kiss passionately. Her hard nipples were rubbing my breasts as my finger teasing her anus which made her moan in my mouth. Then we pulled away from each other as the passion overtook us. Forgetting that my son was still taking pictures, I bent down and sucked in one of my sisters perky nipples. She in turn was removing my bra, and had her hands all over my breasts. I soon was switching nipples as my sister pulled me tight against her big tits. She began rubbing them all over my face.

Then I guided her onto the big pillows, her ass on one of them. We were both now completely naked. I bent down between her legs, and pulled her pusslylips apart. Her cunt was soaking wet and shaved, turning me on as I noticed she had a clit that protruded about an inch. I had never seen one that big before, as my fingers brushed over it. Nat was busy tweaking my nipples, as I bent down and kissed her cunt.

She told me, "Eat me sis, that's right, get that fuckin' tongue deep inside me. Make me cum on your face!"

As I slid my tongue over her engorged clit, I heard the camera close to my face. My son was next to us now, taking closeup views of his slutty mother eating his aunt. I could imagine how hot this must have looked, as my fingers spread my sister's pussy and I dove in. 

"Damn mom, you look so hot licking her cunt," my son panted as he continued to photograph us. 

Natalie was raising her cunt off the pillow as my tongue did it's magic. I would slide it over her clit, then slip it deep inside of her. Her juices were seeping onto my face, as I enjoyed the tasty meal before me. It had been a long time since I ate pussy, but I sure didn't forget how to do it.

"Mom, climb over my aunt in a sixty-nine position. I need pictures of both of you eating pussy," my son urged me.

I quickly got up, and moved over Nat's face. She quickly grabbed my ass, pulling my cunt to her face. I once again began to pleasure my sister, as I felt her tongue entering my pussy. 

Kevin continued taking pictures of us, as I peeked over at him. I was surprised when I saw he was now naked. His cock was waving at me as he kept moving around to get different angles on our lesbian action.

We were both moaning into each other's pussies, as I felt my own spasm. I was coming so hard that I was sure I was drowning my sister. Then my sister came as well, as I lapped up her sweet cum. 

I heard the camera stop, and I jumped as I felt my son's tongue licking my ass. I guess my sister wondered why I pulled off of her cunt when she noticed Kevin was no longer taking pictures.

"Kevin, get up a minute. I want to make your dream come true," I told him.

As we got up, I pushed my son back onto the fur rug. I climbed over him, as I lined his hard cock up to my pussy, looking down at him.

"Nat, sit on his face. He told me this morning he wanted to eat your pussy," I told her.

"Damn, I want my nephew's tongue deep inside me. Fuck him good sis, I know I will after you are done," said Natalie.

I felt my son's cock fully inside of me, as my sister faced me while sitting on my son's face. I could hear the wet sounds of our sex as my sister kissed me and pawed my tits. I was so hot watching my sister's ecstatic face as I imagined my son was driving her nuts with his wicked tongue. I remember how good he was the other day, and was quite an accomplished pussy eater. We continued to fuck and suck in wild abandon, as I continually flooded Kevin' cock with my orgasms. 

Then I climbed off, and signaled my sister to take my place. As she climbed over my son, I got behind her, and grabbed his cock. When she was positioned right over it, I guided it inside of her. She groaned as his cock sank deep, and I began playing with my son's balls. 

"Wow, I can't believe I'm doing two women at once. I am so horny Aunt Natalie, fuck me hard," Kevin begged.

I slid down and began to lick and suck my son and my sister, right where his cock was driving into her cunt. They were both moaning as I licked their mutual juices as my sister screamed out in a wild orgasm. Then I felt my son's shaft pulse on my tongue, and he began shooting inside of Nat. They were both thrashing about as I licked up their combined cum flowing out of her cunt. I was amazed at how wanton I had become, doing something that I had never done before. Soon, my sister collapsed on top of my son, and as his limp dick slipped out of her sopping wet pussy, I lapped up their cum.




Willing Subject



Then Kevin rose up, and kissed his aunt and then me. We all hugged, as I grabbed the camera and gave it to my sister.

I told her, "Take pictures of Kevin fucking my ass. I want him to send these in to the magazine. I want the world to see my son fucking his mom."

She laughed as I got Kevin to stand, and I began to stroke and lick his cock as I felt it beginning to grow once again. My sister started taking pictures of me getting my son ready. I knew there wasn't going to be any lube around, so I had to think fast.

"Kevin, I'm getting onto my hands and knees. Lick my asshole, get it nice and wet, then fuck my ass. Just be careful, it's been a long time since I had a cock in there," I said.

"Are you sure mom? You want me to fuck your ass?"

I got into position saying, "Just lick my ass now son. I need your cock."

Kevin didn't hesitate, as he got on his knees and slid his tongue along my ass. I moaned into the fluffy pillow that was below my head as he began to drive me insane with his wicked licking. He wasn't bashful as his tongue slid deep inside of my anus, making me wiggle from the thrill. Then I guess he felt it was wet enough, and he got behind me. 

"Take it slow at first son, so I can get used to it. Then fuck the hell out of my ass!"

I felt his cockhead press against my sphincter, and then a soft pop was heard as he had inserted it inside of me. He slowly moved a little, then a little more, as I felt my asshole stretch to accomodate his dick. All the while I could see my sister taking pictures as Kevin finally worked his whole length deep inside of my bowels. He rested for a moment, and then slowly backed out. When he just had his cockhead inside of my anus, i shoved back hard. It was uncomfortable, but I also was so hot knowing my son had finally entered his mother's final frontier. 

"Fuck me Kevin, make me your slut!"

My son began to slide his cock in and out now, as I heard him groaning. Then my sister stood in front of me, and took pictures of my face. I knew I must have been grimacing as well as ecstatic, as my son's dick kept plowing into my ass. Then she walked behind us and took some photos of him actually fucking my ass. I played with my cunt as I kept fucking back at my son.

"Mom, your ass is so damn tight. I can't hold out much longer," my son cried out.

Then I felt feminine hands on my ass, as my sister dropped the camera and put her face right above where my son's cock entered my ass. I suddenly felt the first cum spurt deep inside of me as just as suddenly my sister whipped his cock out of my asshole and covered it in her mouth. I looked back as I saw her throat working to swallow his load. It looked so damn sexy as I fingered myself to a blissful orgasm. Kevin just knelt there as his aunt sucked up all of his cum. Then she stuck her tongue in my ass, and tasted his cum leaking there as well.

We were all soon sitting together, worn out from all the sex.

"You both are everything a man could ever ask for. Thank you both for posing. The readers really ought to love these hot pictures."

My sister and I kissed, then we kissed my son. This was the beginning of a long and wonderful sex life for all of us.



Willing Subject Ch. 02



The naked couple stood next to the couch while John gathered his equipment. Everybody offered to carry something and the group headed down to the bedroom.

"Susan, what do you think so far?" Denise asked her friend and associate.

Susan laughed. "That was hot. Those will be great shots. You guys are great."

She covertly caught a glance of Rob's cock, still semi-erect as they walked down the stairs. It was big and her present state of horniness made it hard not to attack it with her mouth. But there was more work to do and she didn't rule out the possibility of someday having her way with him.

The foursome walked into John's bedroom and gathered in front of the fireplace. The equipment was set aside and John ignited the gas-powered flames.

"Sorry it's not the real thing, but it came with the house," he said apologetically.

"Hey, it's fine. I like it," Rob assured him.

"Good. So what do you guys think we should start with? Let's make this a group decision for now and then I'll make any tiny adjustments I think would work," John suggested.

Susan was the first to speak. "I think they should be on the floor in front of the fireplace."

"Yeah. Me too," Denise added.

The guys couldn't argue with them, so John placed lights around and decided, once again, to go with a hand-held camera.

"OK you two. On the floor. Just be natural and let it happen. Pretend I'm not here," John said.

Susan sat on the edge of the bed, just a few feet away from the naked couple. Her pulse quickened as Rob and Denise sank to the floor. Their legs intertwined as they hugged and kissed. The small carpet under them slid a little as they rolled, Rob ending up on top of Denise.

Rob moved down and kissed Denise from her neck all the way to the top of her breasts. He put his hand under one of them and pushed up as his mouth moved down. Finally, he was at her nipple.

Rob's tongue worked over the pink skin in all directions. Then it disappeared into his mouth. They both moaned as he began to more roughly suck on her breast.

Susan lay on her side, pulling aside her skirt and letting her hand cover her pussy. Her panties were soaked. A moment later, they lay on the bedroom floor and her finger played with her bare clit.

Rob was enjoying both breasts now, using his hand and mouth to maneuver Denise's perfect body to his liking. She spread her legs and he nestled between them.

John scrambled to get as many good shots as he could, not believing that there was a single bad angle. The two young people were wonderful subjects and their natural lovemaking would come across perfectly. He was tempted to snap an occasional shot of Susan on his bed, but decided against it.

Rob drifted lower. He licked Denise's stomach. Then his head was between her legs, running his tongue up and down her thighs. His hands slid under Denise's ass and he lifted her off the floor.

The moment Rob's tongue hit her clit, John thought his cock would explode. He was as hard as he'd ever been during a session. But, certainly, nobody was worried about him at this point. He got closer.

Denise muttered something incoherent when Rob's mouth engulfed her clit. Susan caught herself on the verge of crying out as she rubbed her own clit, trying to imagine the feel of Rob's tongue there. She'd have to quit soon, or risk cumming like crazy.

John saw Rob's tongue move down between the folds of skin surrounding Denise's pussy. Then it vanished inside her body. His girlfriend's juices covered his lips and chin as Rob plunged deeper. He fucked her harder with his tongue until her back arched in response.

Denise played with her own nipples, pulling at them and twisting the nipples. If she didn't have Rob's thick cock inside her soon she would scream.

"Come here," Rob said suddenly, standing and stretching out a hand to help Denise. He pulled her up and led her to the side of the bed.

Susan pushed her skirt over her pussy and began to get up.

"No. Stay there," Rob ordered.

John looked on with interest as Rob positioned Denise in front of him, up against the side of the bed with Susan directly in front of her.

"Lean on the bed," Rob said.

Denise placed both hands on the bed and bended over at the waist. John moved beside them.

Rob's cock rested on top of Denise's tight, round ass. He moved it from side to side, letting it fall into her crack at the end. Then he slowly leaned forward, and back again, to let the cheeks of her ass caress his shaft. Denise spread her legs.

Susan was on her side looking straight at Denise. She watched her friend's breasts hang from her chest, rolling back and forth as Denise enjoyed the feel of Rob's cock on her ass. Susan had never been with another woman, but she would have done anything Denise asked her at the moment.

Rob placed his cock at the entrance to Denise's cunt. Moisture glistened each time John took a flash shot of the area. Then Rob pushed the tip of his cock beyond the little opening.

Denise tilted her head back in anticipation of what was to come. Little by little the cock entered her until she felt Rob's legs hit her ass. She could feel his throbbing cock far inside her body and she didn't want him to ever pull out.

They began to fuck. The bed rocked underneath Denise and Susan. The squeaking springs even sounded erotic.

Susan's hand instinctively rubbed the inside of her thigh.

"Go on, Susan. Let me watch," Denise said softly.

Susan pulled up her skirt.

"Take it off," Denise said.

Susan's heart pounded. She was embarrassed at the fact she wanted, badly, to strip for Denise. Worse yet, she wanted to cum and she didn't care who saw her. She took off the skirt.

With just a t-shirt on, Susan began to play with herself while Rob and Denise had sex.

The sound of that sex began to fill the room. Rob was grunting with each violent thrust of his cock into his girlfriend's cunt. The slap of skin hitting skin got louder, faster. The springs squeaked uncontrollably.

The two women looked at each other.

"Come here," Denise almost whispered.

Susan moved towards her, unaware of what Denise wanted. Then she found out. Denise put her hands on the outside of Susan's legs and turned her so Susan's soaking wet pussy was directly under her face. Then Denise forced the legs apart with her hands.

Susan was shaking. Was this really happening? Was her best friend about to eat her, surely causing her to cum?

Denise lowered her head and lightly licked at Susan's clit. Once she found it and pulled Susan a little closer, she put it between her lips and began to suck and lick more energetically. Susan laid back and clutched at the blankets. It WAS really happening.

John didn't know what to shoot and what not to shoot. In the end, he tried to get it all...wide angles of the group, Rob and Denise, Denise and Susan. And he really, really needed to cum soon.

Apparently, so did Rob. He increased the veracity of his thrusts into Denise and let her know it wouldn't be long before he'd be emptying cum into her cunt. She responded by reaching between her legs, stroking her swollen clit while continuing to eat Susan.

Rob grabbed Denise by the hips and prepared for the final assault on her pussy. A couple more brutal plunges and he was ready.

"Yes. Ahh, yes," he groaned.

He pulled Denise back to his body and held his cock in place while cum poured out of his balls. Then he began to slide in and out of her again. Spurt after spurt of hot cum flowed through his cock and hit the inside of Denise's cunt.

This feeling, and the sound of Rob's voice, pushed Denise over the edge. Her own orgasm began with a great shudder of her body, followed by several short trembles that started in her stomach and went straight to her cunt. The only thing that muffled her loud cries was Susan's pussy.

Like a jolt of electricity that started with Rob and flowed through Denise, Susan felt her orgasm commence. And when Denise slid her hands inside Susan's shirt and onto her tender breasts, Susan lifted her ass off the bed and straight into Denise's face. 

Denise struggled to keep in touch with Susan's clit, but managed to lick it often enough to get Susan off with complete satisfaction.

"Oh my God. Oh my God," Susan kept repeating.

A moment later, she lay on the bed totally spent. Denise lay next to her with Rob on top, his wet cock resting again on Denise's ass.

John wondered why he, too, had to catch his breath. Then, to his surprise, he heard Susan say, "Fuck me, John. You deserve it."

He was naked from the waist down in record time. His rock hard cock swung free as he climbed on the bed, over his favorite model. Susan eagerly guided it to her cunt where John proceeded to push it in.

Rob and Denise were now the spectators and watched with delight as the photographer and professional model had sex. It was a good old fucking, much as their own had been. And John came quickly.

The bed shook as he pounded into Susan over and over. He lifted her shirt and sucked on her breasts with abandon. His cum combined with her own juices and flowed onto her thighs by the time he pulled his cock out.

The foursome stayed on the bed another two hours, with virtually every possible combination being tried at least once. Nobody took pictures, and nobody cared.

*

Author's note: I would love to hear your suggestions on future chapters. Please e-mail me if you want to add your thoughts. 



Willing Subject Ch. 03



"Oh my God, Susan."

Ashley clicked the mouse and John's next photo filled the monitor.

"Susan!"

Ashley stared at the picture of Susan, a former elementary school teacher and current model, lying on her back on John's bed, a fellow model licking her clit while being fucked from behind by her boyfriend.

"You? In a threesome?" Ashley asked incredulously.

"Don't knock it until you've tried it," Susan replied. "Besides, it turned into a foursome."

Ashley pulled back from the computer desk. She looked at John in disbelief.

He shrugged timidly. "Hey, they invited me, and..."

"Oh, shut up." Ashley hit the mouse. "Jesus."

Susan giggled and John tried not to. He suspected Ashley, with whom he had an intimate if not long-term relationship, was more turned on by the pictures than appalled.

At the end of the show, Ashley tried to summarize her thoughts. "Well, uh, they're very good, John. As usual. And Susan, I...I don't know what to say."

"Oh, come on," Susan said. "It wasn't planned. It was fun. And really erotic. I'd do it again."

Ashley looked at Susan with a puzzled look on her face. But she knew the younger, unattached model was more likely to try something new much more quickly than herself. Ashley was OK with fooling around with John after a photo session in private. But she questioned her willingness to get in bed with that many friends at a time. At least without heavy drinking beforehand.

"What do you think the old hags at school would think about THAT?" Ashley asked, pointing to the screen.

"Don't know," Susan said. "Don't care."

John and Ashley did have to care because they still taught school and needed this type of photo shoot to be kept secret. They trusted each other totally, as well as the couple in the pictures, who were friends of Susan from her modeling career.

"It does make you wonder, though, what some of the girls, and guys, at work would do in private?" Ashley was staring off into space while asking the question. "How many of the women would let another woman go down on them? Which guys would get in bed with which girls?"

John was getting refills for everyone, but heard the random thoughts being expressed. He walked back into the family room.

"You know what we need in our district is an unofficial yearbook. Not the standard crappy head and shoulder shots, but real poses," he said, sitting on the couch. "Let the people wear whatever they want. Or NOT wear whatever they want. And be with whomever they want in whatever poses they want."

Susan and Ashley were quiet. But their expressions indicated to John he wasn't totally being blown off.

"A staff directory. But only for the eyes of the staff," Ashley said.

"Exactly," John agreed.

"I think you should do it," Susan said nonchalantly.

"Oh, sure. It's not your career on the line," Ashley replied.

"What? You think somebody's going to agree to the pictures, have them taken, and then distribute the disk to somebody so they can be fired?" Susan asked.

"And bring half the staff down with them?" John added.

"Do you really think we could get half of the staff?" Ashley said.

There was silence for a moment.

"Only one way to find out," John concluded.

#

A couple nights later the trio was back together at John's Victorian mansion for a planning session. Although Susan no longer worked in the school district with John and Ashley, she still kept in touch with many of the younger teachers and could act as a contact person if necessary.

"OK. We need to figure out who we want in the yearbook first," Ashley said. She put the district's phone directory on the coffee table and they began the tedious task of putting a 'yes' or 'no' next to each name.

When that was done and they had taken a break for snacks, Susan got them back on track by saying, "Now we need a plan on how to contact these people."

"I suggest we send them one of your nude poses with the caption, 'This could be you'," John said with a smile.

Susan gave him a derisive gaze.

"How about a small card we can put into envelopes. Nothing to indicate what it is. I can deliver them myself, either in the mailboxes or right to their desk, or both. We don't want the ones not invited to get suspicious," Ashley proposed.

"We need to personalize them somehow so somebody doesn't stick one into a mailbox of somebody we didn't invite and have them show up," John said.

They all agreed. Another meeting was scheduled to begin the process. School would be starting back up in a couple weeks and everything would be in place by then. The rest of the evening was spent fantasizing about who each of them would like to be with in the photo sessions. Of course, Ashley and John kept trying to pair Susan with an attractive female teacher and, each time, Susan laughed a little harder.

#

Ashley chose one of the days that school was open for classroom clean-up prior to students arriving to start distributing the eighty invitations. The invitation was a simple note on a card advising the selected teachers that a yearbook was being prepared that would only be shared with the participants and that there were no restrictions on what kind of photo they wanted taken. Teachers were told they could pose alone, in pairs or in groups, wearing whatever they wanted. It listed John's and Susan's phone numbers. John's because they knew he was an amateur portrait photographer and Susan's because they knew she was a magazine model.

It took Ashley two days to hit every school in the district. That evening, John's phone started to ring.

To the surprise of the three organizers of the yearbook, many more females called than males. Actually, there were a higher percentage of females that called than there were a percentage of female teachers in the district. This thrilled John. But Susan and Ashley were still satisfied at the number, and quality, of guys that called for appointments. Several pairs called in, some of which shocked John, Susan and Ashley and some of which did not.

The first photo session was in five days.

The first subject was one of the teachers at John's high school, Amy Bolden. Amy was around thirty, John guessed, with a slim body that she seldom drew attention to with her clothing. She was tall with a great face and straight, unassuming hair. John didn't expect much more than some playful shots of the shy geography teacher.

But Amy had requested that the pictures be taken at her house. This led John to believe that maybe she was going to be more daring than he thought, and that she felt more comfortable doing it in surroundings she knew. He'd just have to wait to find out.

On the appointed evening, John showed up at Amy's house. She met him dressed in a simple t-shirt and shorts. Amy explained that her husband was out of town on business, building up John's hope that he'd get to see much more of the woman.

They sat for a few moments before Amy asked if it was OK if they used the pool area as the backdrop for the pictures.

"Certainly," John said. "That would be perfect this late in the evening. The lighting should be great."

She led them onto the back porch and out to the tiled area around the pool. John only had to carry his camera and a tripod for the outdoors session and was ready to go in short order.

"Is that what you want to wear?" John asked.

"No. Actually, I've got a suit on." With that, Amy pulled off her t-shirt and shorts to reveal a brightly colored, and very tiny, bikini. It was as if a new woman now stood in front of John. Every inch of Amy's otherwise undistinguished figure came into view. Her small breasts teased John from behind the diminutive pieces of material and her waist, hips and legs were much curvier without shorts on.

"Wow. I like it," was all John could say at first. "That works."

"How about on the edge of the pool?" she asked, walking towards the water.

John couldn't take his eyes off her ass as it swung back and forth. Then she sat on the edge and put her feet into the water.

"Let me get on the other side," John said, scurrying around the end of the pool to face her head on. He zoomed in, focused, and began shooting.

Amy was a natural poser. She crossed her legs, uncrossed them, lifted her hair with her hands, leaned from side to side and obeyed every one of John's commands. Any one of the pictures would have been fine. But she wasn't done.

She dropped into the water and John moved back around to get closer to her. Taking several shots from just a couple feet in front of her and well above here, he was able to capture most of her tantalizing breasts. Sensing what John was focusing on, Amy leaned on the tiled edge of the pool, further highlighting her breasts.

Then she let her legs stretch out behind her. Seconds later her flawlessly shaped ass was peeking above the water. John could feel the familiar twinge between his legs that signaled the start of an erection.

Without any direction from John, Amy floated backwards. Water was up to her neck. She reached back and untied the top of her bikini. Still underwater, she took it off and tossed it next to John. She smiled at him seductively.

Amy treaded water in the decreasing light of dusk. John was delighted with the light acting with the action of the water to just hide Amy's upper body. At the same time, he desperately hoped he would get to see more of her.

She floated for a while, bobbing up and down just enough so that her nipples always remained below the surface. But John was able to get some interesting shots of the top of her breasts emerging above the little waves.

Then she settled down and John saw her hands working under the water. Just as he thought he figured out what she was doing, her bikini bottoms were flying out of the pool onto the tile floor. He was right.

Amy was in the middle of the pool now. John waited for her to make the next move. When she did, he was pleasantly surprised.

She leaned back and allowed her nude body to drift to the surface. John took a deep breath and took some shots of her gently curving chest, flat stomach, and neatly trimmed pussy. She looked like a teenager with her perfect skin.

John took advantage of Amy floating with her eyes closed to readjust his cock. How long could he go without her noticing? Or had she already?

"Why don't you get in?" she asked suddenly.

"Oh, I didn't bring a suit," John said.

"You don't need one."

Her meaning was perfectly clear. And he'd learned a long time ago not to be overly embarrassed by an erection during one of these sessions. So he began to undress.

Amy watched as John pulled down his shorts and boxers. She was pleased by the obvious excitement her nudity had caused in the photographer. Her pussy tingled with anticipation as John slid into the water with a splash.

Amy slowly drifted over to John. They stood in the pool only an arm's length apart.

"How'd I do?" she asked.

"You were great. It seemed very natural."

"Have the others done this, too?" she questioned him.

"Uh. You're the first," he said. "I mean, you're the first to pose."

"You're kidding. Wow. I hope I'm not the only one to want to do this," she said.

"Me, too." John was very serious.

Amy had inched her way forward until they were nearly touching. She reached out and found his cock, wrapping her fingers around the thick shaft. Then she kissed John lightly on the cheek.

Before their heads separated again, their mouths were together and John put his hand on the back of Amy's head. Tongues darted in and out as their bodies came together in the water.

Amy could feel John's cock stiffen the more they kissed. She finally let go and her breasts pressed against his chest when they hugged. Amy held onto his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist.

John easily carried Amy by the ass until they reached the edge of the pool in the shallow end. He set her down and stood in front of her, between her legs. His cock was fully erect and aching to feel the tightness of her cunt.

Amy leaned back and awaited the pleasure of John's thick shaft entering her body. She was plenty wet both from the pool and from lust. When the tip of his cock entered her and she felt the walls of her pussy expanding, she knew it wouldn't take long to cum.

John was very gentle. His cock easily slid forward as he pulled Amy towards him. They began to fuck while John held Amy by the waist.

Her small breasts were too inviting to ignore. He leaned down and sucked on them, causing her to squeeze his cock even more tightly. She moaned her encouragement and John brought both nipples to full, pink erection.

Amy put her arms around John's neck and cried out, "Yes, John. I'm cumming. I'm cumming."

Her body quivered for a second before she started pushing her hips forward to match John's thrusts. Her little cries of satisfaction seemed to go on forever as John felt her body shake. Amy hung to him tightly until she was done, then collapsed onto the tile floor again with John still inside her.

She looked up and John said, "Get in, and turn around."

Amy smiled as she fell feet first into the water. Then she turned, placed her hands on the edge of the pool and stuck out her cute, little ass at John. She reached back and helped guide him to her cunt. Then she felt the cock enter her again.

John slammed up against her ass with each thrust. Water splashed around them as they fucked harder. Each time he looked down on the marvelous little ass he wanted to cum.

Finally, he did. The first spurt of cum was a wonderful release of tension. The half dozen or so shots that followed were pure lust. He gripped her small tits and played with the nipples, smacking up against her ass until he couldn't cum any more.

It was almost dark now and they struggled up onto the deck where they embraced. Amy brought towels and they began the process of dressing and gathering up John's stuff.

#

"Yes, I'm going to do it," Ashley said into the phone.

"With clothes on or off?"

She was talking to Dan, a forty year old high school science teacher with the body of a man half his age. It sounded to her as if he had no clue she was one of the organizers of the yearbook project.

"At least partially off," Ashley said. "I'll have to see how brave I get at the time. John makes you feel real comfortable."

"So you've posed for him before?" Dan asked.

Ashley cringed at being caught. "Just once. For a portrait. Nothing erotic."

It was a lie, of course, and she'd have to tell John about it so Dan didn't expect anything later.

"Well, I guess I'll do it, but is it OK if I ask you to be there for encouragement?"

Dan and Ashley had been friends since Dan went through a messy divorce a couple years earlier. There had never been anything sexual between them, but that was mainly because of the ten year age difference. Ashley, in fact, found him very attractive.

"I'd be glad to be there, Dan," Ashley assured him. "Should I have John call you for an appointment?"

"Sure. Before I chicken out."

Ashley told John about the call the next day and the arrangements were quickly made between John and Dan. Ashley was certainly more excited about Dan being in on the yearbook project than John was. Since his escapade with Amy, the photo sessions had tamed down to some lingerie and topless shots, but nothing that resulted in the type of romp he had in Amy's pool.

So, when Dan showed up for his appointment, and a few minutes later Ashley walked in, he expected just another hour of work. They decided John's upstairs studio was suitable for the type of poses Dan had in mind and they all headed up there.

Dan stripped down to a pair of gym shorts. Ashley, seated in the corner of the room, admired his well-toned, muscled upper body and his strong legs. She couldn't believe this man was forty something.

"Use any of the chairs and couches in whatever manner you want," John told his subject. "Just relax. Have fun with this. What you don't like we won't use."

Dan felt better and decided to gain some self-assurance by pretending he was flirting with Ashley. Or did he need to pretend? She looked great in her sleeveless blouse. It hugged her body and highlighted her breasts. She might have been braless, but he couldn't tell. Anyway, she'd be his inspiration.

The first few shots were fairly routine, more or less to get Dan used to the camera and the flashing lights around him. Then he settled into more relaxed poses.

John and Ashley quickly determined, unbeknownst to the other, that Dan's ass was one of his best attributes. Only one of them, Ashley, had an urge to see it bare and put her hands on it. Ten minutes into the session she felt her pussy begin to moisten.

Ashley and John had been together long enough that John had a pretty good sense of what Ashley thought about people. Their previous discussions had led him to believe that she was attracted to Dan. She was probably sitting there praying Dan would get naked for them. But, it didn't look like it was going to happen. He'd have to intervene.

"I think we've got about every shot we can get," John said. "Do you want to try anything different, Dan?"

It was a loaded question that Dan hesitated to answer. "No. I don't think so."

John thought he did.

"How about you and Ashley?" John suggested casually.

The smile on Ashley's face was worth a million dollars to John.

"Well, only if she wants." Always the gentleman, Dan's pulse quickened at the thought.

"Come on, Ashley," John urged her.

She tried not to jump out of her chair. Ashley walked over to Dan and stood next to him. She was a good four or five inches shorter than Dan and appeared more petite than usual next to the powerful teacher.

He put his arm around Ashley and she snuggled closer. After a couple shots she slid her hand down his back and just inside the waistband of his trunks.

"Hey," Dan said playfully, only half-heartedly trying to pull away.

Ashley moved behind him and wrapped her arms around both waists. She peaked out from the back and let John take a picture. Dan could feel her body against his; the material of her blouse and the softness of her breasts.

The more she touched his chest and stomach the more aroused he got. Pretty soon he wouldn't be able to hide it and the thought scared him.

"It seems to me either one of you has to get dressed or the other needs to take something off," John said. The logic of his statement made perfect sense to Dan and Ashley.

Ashley played with Dan's nipples for a second. There was silence for what seemed an eternity.

"I guess it's me, then," Ashley said.

"No. You don't have to...," Dan started to say.

"Shhh," Ashley whispered into his ear. "It's OK."

She began to unbutton her blouse. Dan looked around just enough to see her start, then turned back to face John. When she was done, Ashley held the blouse open and pressed her bare breasts against Dan's back, once again holding him in her arms.

John moved to their side, capturing the eroticism of Ashley's partial nakedness touching Dan's muscular body. Ashley had a grin that John recognized from right before she and he had sex.

John also recognized the protrusion at the front of Dan's trunks. He suspected Ashley would take things to the next level fairly quickly.

Sure enough, her hand slid down past Dan's stomach. Inside his trunks. And directly to his cock.

Dan's eyes were closed as Ashley began to stroke him. She had magical fingers, as John knew all too well. Would Dan get to experience the delight of her mouth? John hoped so.

"Turn around," Ashley murmured.

Dan was nervous and seriously considered ending the session. But he wondered if this opportunity would ever arise again. He thought not and spun to face Ashley.

"Take off my blouse," she said.

Dan looked down. Only the nipples of Ashley's marvelous breasts hid inside her shirt. Dan took the collar on each side and pushed it down her arms. When the blouse came free he tossed it onto a chair.




Willing Subject Ch. 03



Ashley took his hands and led them onto her breasts. Then she just enjoyed the feel of his fingers caressing her skin, skimming across her nipples and squeezing them gently. They kissed, using only their lips.

"Lick me, Dan. Take them in your mouth."

Dan leaned down and ran his tongue over one of Ashley's pink nipples. Then the other. She moaned when he opened his mouth and sucked on a breast. His tongue began to work more feverishly on the nipple as he pushed the breast up with his hand.

Ashley clutched at his cock through his trunks. It was very hard, very long. She rubbed it against his lower stomach with her hand, then pressed her own body against his.

After one long, sensuous kiss, Ashley sank down to her knees. She pulled Dan's trunks down his legs and over his feet. Using one hand to hold his cock in place, Ashley began to slide her tongue up and down the shaft.

It wasn't overly thick, but that didn't prevent Ashley from giving Dan's cock her total attention. She held it tightly between her lips and pulled it deep into her mouth. The tip was warm and moist. Precum quickly covered Ashley's tongue.

She put her hands on the ass she had desperately wanted to see not too long ago and pulled him closer. Dan fucked Ashley's mouth with urgent thrusts.

"Oh, God. Ashley. No."

She wasn't about to stop. Ashley wanted to taste this man's cum, have it shoot onto her face and chest. He wasn't getting away now.

Dan struggled with the knowledge he was about to cum. But Ashley's hand at the base of his cock and her mouth and tongue over the rest prevented him from doing anything about it.

"I'm going...to...cum," he stuttered.

Ashley sucked harder and faster.

"Ahhh," Dan cried out.

Ashley didn't quite pull him out in time to catch the entirety of his first splash on her face. It hit her tongue, lips and chin with a sudden splatter. Then she pointed it at her neck and chest. Another spurt. Then at her breasts. A third and fourth spray coated them.

Dan grunted while Ashley continued to stroke him, cum dripping over her fingers and wrist.

"OK. OK," he said hoarsely.

Ashley looked up with a devilish grin. In the lights of the studio every drop of Dan's cum shimmered on her body. "Wow. That was good."

"Are we done?" John asked from the couch.

Everybody laughed and a towel was retrieved for Ashley. His yearbook idea was a decent one after all, John thought to himself.



Willing Subject Ch. 04



There was one week of summer vacation remaining between the end of the 'unofficial' staff yearbook project and the beginning of the school year. John and Ashley, teachers in the same district and occasional sexual partners, decided a road trip was in order.

An invitation to join them was immediately e-mailed to Susan Fielding, former teacher turned model and close friend to both John and Ashley. Susan's calendar appeared to be clear and she excitedly called Ashley.

"Where we going?"

Ashley held the cell phone away from her ear so John could hear.

"You tell us," John answered.

"The beach," Susan quickly replied.

"Well, that narrows it down to a few thousand miles of land," John said sarcastically.

Ashley tried to intercede. "How about Bear Lake? It shouldn't be too crowded this late in the summer."

"Sure. That's fine. Are we camping?"

Susan's question caught both John and Ashley off guard, but they nodded to each other before John said, "Why not. You don't own a tent, do you?"

"No," Susan said.

"Good. You'll have to share ours then," John concluded.

Ashley punched his arm and John let out a loud 'Ouch'.

They could hear Susan laugh on the other end. It was going to be a fun trip.

Susan Fielding was in her mid twenties. She taught a couple years with Ashley and John before accepting an offer to be a magazine model—an offer made possible primarily because of photos taken by John. Payment the day of the photo shoot had been in the form of amazing sex in the woods. From that a friendship grew.

John and Ashley continued to teach and John continued to be an amateur photographer. Ashley had just turned thirty and John was about a year older. She was a brunette with a nice body and endless energy. He was pretty much average all the way around except in bed. Both Susan and Ashley could attest to that. Nothing seemed to be out of bounds the longer their relationship lasted.

Thus, the three of them packed John's SUV with gear and suitcases and headed off for Bear Lake. It was an hour and a half drive into the mountains to get to the popular resort. Bear Lake was a golf community/public beach/campground all rolled into one. It was classy enough and expensive enough even to camp that generally there were very few kids around. Perfect for the non-family oriented threesome.

They checked in at the campground office, giving the young guy behind the counter his thrill for the day. To say Ashley and Susan were dressed casually was a gross understatement. They laughed about the guy's constant staring at the girls' breasts while driving back to find a good campsite.

It was reasonably easy to find a secluded site deep in the woods, well hidden from the road. The group excitedly emptied John's vehicle and dragged the tent, poles and stakes to the flattest ground.

Now it was John's turn for a few thrills. Susan had a tank top on that made no effort to hide the fact she was braless and Ashley had her usual tight, v-neck t-shirt on. She, likewise, had seen no need for a bra on this day. John did not have to go out of his way to catch several glimpses of their breasts hanging free while the girls helped set up the tent. And, within minutes, the heat of the day caused perspiration to make the tops even more form-fitting than before.

John drove the last of the stakes into the ground as Ashley and Susan put suitcases and John's camera equipment into the tent.

"Whew, it's hot in here," Susan exclaimed.

"John, are we done?" Ashley shouted.

"Yeah. Why?" he asked.

"If so, I'm taking a shower." Ashley rummaged through her bag for another shirt and her shower supplies.

"Me, too," Susan added.

"Can I watch?" John said, peeking in through the unzipped window.

"Pervert," Ashley said, heading out the front with Susan close behind.

The bath house was a typical, well-maintained dark wood building with sinks, toilets and shower stalls. Men on one side of the building, women on the other. It was probably a bustling place in the morning, but when the girls arrived they found themselves alone.

They each entered a shower stall and swiftly undressed. It felt good to be out of the sticky clothes. Susan reached in and turned on the water, adjusting it before climbing behind the plastic curtain.

Ashley turned the knob to her shower and promptly had it fall into her hand.

"Shit."

"What is it?" Susan cried out.

"The knob's broken." Ashley tried in vain to get it to turn on a flow of water, of any temperature.

"Get it to work?" Susan asked.

"Nope," Ashley said in disgust.

There was a momentary quiet, except for the sound of Susan's shower.

"You can join me." It was more of a question than a statement coming from Susan's stall.

"No, that's OK. I'll wait," Ashley said, still a little surprised by what Susan said.

"Ah, come on."

Ashley had seen John's pictures of Susan in a threesome with another couple. She had seen the pictures of Susan and the other woman having oral sex. She knew Susan wasn't a lesbian. Yet...

Ashley found herself, without apparent reason, exiting her own stall and slipping into Susan's. She was convinced she would not allow herself to enter the shower. Then Susan peeked out from behind the curtain.

Susan's blonde hair hung soaking wet down to her shoulders. Water dripped erotically off her face. When she pulled the curtain open and Ashley saw that naked body, all of her common sense was swept away.

A force seemed to pull Ashley into the shower. Susan closed the curtain behind her.

"Hi," Susan said with a demure smile.

"Hi," Ashley said, refusing to look anywhere other than into Susan's bright eyes.

Susan wasn't so bashful. She took a long, hard look at her friend's naked body. Ashley finally did the same to Susan.

"You really are beautiful," Susan said softly.

It was a simple statement that stunned Ashley. No woman had ever said that to her. She never thought she needed to hear it. But coming from somebody as gorgeous as Susan made it all the more satisfying.

"You, too." Ashley was embarrassed that she even said it. Of course it was true. Susan was a professional model. But she had no clue what else to say and her nervousness was blocking all logical thought processes.

It was best they didn't talk much. Susan reached out and lightly touched one of Ashley's breasts. Then the other. Ashley did the same to Susan.

"You must be freezing. Get under the water," Susan said.

Ashley would have done anything Susan said at that point. Susan stepped aside and Ashley got under the flow of water. Their bodies touched in the process and electricity flowed through both of them.

The sight of the water streaming over Ashley's body added to the growing lust Susan was feeling for her friend. Was this right? If she continued would it damage their friendship? Make it better?

Susan stepped forward until the front of their bodies made contact. Now the water flowed almost equally over both of them. Under the steady torrent, Susan touched Ashley's lips with her own.

Ashley knew she had one last chance to end this. She could say something flattering to Susan and step out, or she could kiss her. There were long term implications to both options.

Ashley separated her lips and let her tongue slide over Susan's lips. They kissed passionately.

Their arms wrapped around each other, searching the other woman's neck and back and ass. Muffled moans filled the shower stall. Water poured over their open mouths as the kiss continued. Breasts flattened against each other.

Susan leaned forward with enough force that Ashley was pushed against the wall. The kiss never stopped. Their heads moved in all directions as the intensity of the embrace increased.

Susan put her little hand on top of one of Ashley's tits, squeezing it tightly before concentrating on the nipple. This caused Ashley to break off the kiss and gasp for air. Ripples of delight surged through her body when Susan pulled and twisted her nipple harder. The moment Susan's tongue touched her she thought she'd cum.

"Oh, God. Susan. Susan."

Susan kept licking, and sucking, and licking. She felt a hand on the back of her head drawing her closer to Ashley's body. She put the breast in her mouth even farther.

Then she was on her knees, holding Ashley by the ass. Ashley's legs were closed. Not tightly, but closed.

Ashley couldn't make herself open them. At least until she felt Susan's tongue stabbing at her clit. Then the legs parted as if on their own free will and Susan licked wildly at the engorged clit.

Ashley knew she was going to cum. She knew it and couldn't stop it. The tongue was inside her now. Deeper. Then back at her clit. She wanted to scream.

"Oh, God. Yes. There," she managed to blurt out.

Susan sucked her there.

"Yes. Yes."

Even under the shower Susan could taste Ashley's sweet juices.

"Ohhh...God...Susan."

Ashley's orgasm exploded through her body. She shoved her pussy into Susan's face and gripped the younger woman's head. No man had ever made her cum like this. No mouth had ever been so good on her. Over and over she came.

Susan licked the entire length of Ashley's pussy, stopping at the clit each time for a prolonged attack. She wanted this to last forever because she knew how good it felt. She knew what it felt like to have a woman make love to her.

On the other side of the wall in one of the men's shower stalls, through a tiny hole put there for obvious reasons by a previous visitor, John watched. Cum dripped from his fingers. He put his head under the shower and tried to catch his breath.

#

"I feel much better," Ashley said as she and Susan approached John sitting on the campsite's picnic table.

"I bet," he said. It seemed their eyes were averting him for some reason, but it could also have been his imagination. He watched them pass by and throw their stuff into the tent.

He certainly would never look at them the same way again. What he wasn't sure of was whether he would look at them with more or less admiration. Initially, he was happy that they had a new relationship. He'd wait to see if that changed their relationships with him or not. He hoped not.

The girls had changed into swimming suits with clothes over top and convinced John to do the same. Then they headed out for some food and a stop at the lake for a couple hours of swimming and lying out.

It was while the three of them lay on the beach that Susan dropped a bombshell on her friends.

"Hey, guys. I need to tell you something and see what you think," Susan said.

"Sure. What is it?" Ashley said, concerned about Susan's unusually somber tone.

"Well, I got an offer the other day and I'm seriously considering it."

John and Ashley looked at her and simply waited for her to continue.

"A guy I know from the magazine wants me to be in a...uh, an adult film," Susan said, playing with the string of her bikini bottom.

The initial silence was finally broken by John. "Wow. Are you going to do it?"

"I don't know. That's why I mentioned it. I think I want to but I wanted your opinions. I would make as much money doing one movie as I do in six months of modeling," Susan said, sounding a little more excited at the mention of the money.

"Is this guy legitimate?" Ashley asked. After what had happened in the shower earlier, Ashley felt a little possessive of Susan. And maybe a little protective of the younger woman.

"Oh, yeah. I've known him ever since I started modeling. I trust him totally," Susan said, only stretching the truth a little.

"Maybe it would be good if you sat in on the filming of one of their movies first," Ashley suggested.

Susan looked down at the sand. "Well, I already have. Everybody was very professional. It looked like they were having fun."

John tried not to laugh at the naïve statement. Plus, he could tell Ashley wasn't buying any of this. He could be the deciding vote, unless Susan had already made up her mind.

"My opinion would be: if you're doing this only for the money it's a mistake. If you're doing it because it's a career path you want to take, even just for a short while, then do it," John said.

Susan looked at Ashley, who seemed resigned to the final outcome. "Be careful," Ashley said quietly.

Susan leaned over and kissed Ashley on the cheek, then John. "Thanks. I will."

#

Susan Fielding showed up at the offices of Satin Sheet Films fifteen minutes early. The small building was a converted warehouse with a surprisingly modern and bright reception area. Susan had entered through a back door in her previous visit, so this was her first opportunity to see the other end of the building.

"Hello. Can I help you?" the middle-aged receptionist said.

"Hi. I'm Susan Fielding, here to see Mr. Ross."

"Have a seat. I'll tell him you're here," the receptionist said.

Susan grabbed a fashion magazine from a tiny table while the receptionist announced her presence to Mr. Ross over the phone. Susan pulled down on the short, pleated schoolgirl's skirt that rode far up her legs when she sat. Her blouse was opened at the top down to her breasts. The fact she didn't wear a bra was noticeable to anybody taking even a cursory glance at her chest.

The time seemed to drag on forever until Scott Ross finally appeared and greeted Susan. He led her back to his office, exchanging small talk along the way. Susan glanced around the inside of his office, which could have been the office of a CEO of a major company. The thick carpet, beautiful paintings, lush chairs and a couch, and dark wood desk all exceeded Susan's expectations.

She sat in a chair opposite Mr. Ross' desk. This time she didn't adjust her skirt.

"I've been looking at some of your modeling shots and I'm very impressed," Scott Ross said, thumbing through a magazine Susan had posed for.

"Thank you," Susan replied.

He looked at a couple more photos. "How did you end up contacting us?"

"Carl Pirik, from Today's Fashions Magazine, talked to me and even showed me around the sets last week," Susan said. "He said I should meet you."

Scott was looking at the young woman now, as if comparing her in person with the images he had seen in the magazines. "I'm glad you came in. We always need new, young and attractive women. But have you ever acted before?"

"No. Not on film. Just modeling," Susan conceded. "But I'm sure I can do it."

Scott laughed. "I'm inclined to have you do a test shoot with us later this week, if that fits into your schedule. Can you do that?"

Susan beamed. "Sure. I'd love to."

"Good," Scott said. "For the final part of this interview I'd like you to stand up...and undress."

Susan considered that such a request might be made of her at the time she agreed to the interview. But the abruptness of her potential boss' demand caught her a little off guard.

Regardless, Susan stood and moved to the side of her chair. There she kicked off her shoes and bent over to pull off her long, white socks. Once they were discarded she began to unbutton her blouse. Susan stared directly at Scott as her blouse slowly came undone. She lifted it out of her skirt to do the final two buttons, letting it hang on her for a couple seconds before sliding it off her shoulders.

Susan's young breasts were firm and full, topped by pink nipples that gradually stiffened with the excitement of the moment. She allowed Scott to admire them before running her hands over the breasts erotically. Susan played with the nipples before dropping her hands to her skirt.

Scott watched as the woman unbuttoned the skirt at the side and slid down the zipper. Instead of dropping the skirt, Susan held it as she lowered it to her knees. Then she lifted one leg after the other out of the skirt. Only then did she lay it aside. Scott appreciated the sensuality of her movements and the fact there were things they might not have to teach this new actress, unlike many of the other girls he considered hiring.

Susan stood in her thong, skating her hands up and down the inside of her thighs. She brought one hand straight up and over her pussy before rubbing her stomach, then allowing the hand to fall back down and inside the top of her thong. Scott could see her fingers caress her clit under the material. His cock, already getting hard before Susan removed the first piece of clothing, was now at full erection.

Susan finally took off the thong, prolonging the time it took her to bend over and step out of it. Her heart raced as she stood back up, naked in front of the man who could determine the success or failure of her career change.

She put her hands on the back of her head, pulling up on her short, ruffled blonde hair. Her stance widened just a few inches and she arched her back slightly. Scott looked at the marvelous breasts, the flat stomach, smooth hips, neatly shaven pussy and creamy thighs.

"Turn around," he said.

Susan turned and put her hands on her hips. She didn't realize it, but her boss had made the determination that he had a star on his hands.

"Very nice, Susan."

She turned to face him again. Scott rose from his chair and walked around his desk. He stood just inches in front of her, reaching out to lightly touch one of her breasts. Then he took both into his hands and squeezed. Not roughly, but with a tenderness that surprised Susan. When he pinched her stiff nipples she could feel it in her pussy.

She no longer looked at the man as her potential boss, but as a thirty-something, above average looking man who was making her extremely horny. His hands moved down her body and between her legs. A finger found the opening between the folds of her pussy lips and collected some of the moisture escaping from her cunt. He used it to massage her clit. Surely he had to hear her sigh, Susan thought to herself.

Then Scott's hands were on her ass, gripping the pliant skin and pulling them closer together. They kissed softly.

Susan could feel his hardness now. Instinctively, her hand searched out the outline of his cock. He allowed her hand to pass between them, the palm of her hand sliding up and down his shaft.

She looked down and undid his belt, then opened his pants and pulled down the zipper. Once the pants were around his ankles she reached inside the front of his boxers and took hold of his cock. Susan stroked him a few times before pushing down his boxers.

Susan kneeled in front of Scott and licked the entire underside of his cock. She kissed it at the very tip. Then she began to deliberately slide it into her mouth, taking several seconds to accept the whole thing. Her tongue worked the bottom and sides of the throbbing cock.

Scott wasn't going to wait for Susan to begin sucking him. He immediately started to fuck her mouth. This excited Susan even more and she increased the pressure of her lips. She held him by the ass and accepted each of his thrusts, feeling his balls slap against her chin.

It would have been easy for him to cum in her mouth. But he wanted to enjoy all of this beautiful new employee.

"Get on the couch, Susan," he said, pulling his cock away from her face.

She moved to the large, soft couch while Scott began to finish undressing. She laid down, looking up at him as he took off his shirt, his final piece of clothing. Susan looked at the cock pointing out and up from his body. Her pussy tingled.

Scott crawled between her legs without comment. Then he lowered his head and spent a long time sucking and licking her breasts. Susan moaned louder as he moved from nipple to nipple. If this had been anybody but her likely new boss she would have begged him to fuck her...now.

She didn't have to beg. Scott placed his cock at the entrance to her cunt and unhurriedly pushed it inside her.

"Oh, God. Yes," Susan said almost unconsciously.

The adrenalin flowing through Susan's body only heightened the pleasure Scott's cock provided her. He was forceful, but not hurtful, in his steady thrusting. He filled her cunt in all directions. The hair around his cock rubbed against her clit, driving her ever closer to an orgasm.




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Susan wrapped her legs around him, resting her heels on his ass. He was ramming deeper and deeper, sucking on her breasts with a little more intensity each time her entered her. Scott's teeth bit at her nipples and she cried out in delight.

"That's it," Scott urged her. "Cum for me. Cum while I fuck your tight pussy."

Susan held onto the man as tightly as she could, preparing for the orgasm she knew was imminent. Scott's tongue slashed across her nipples one last time.

"Ahh, yes," Susan groaned. "Now. Now"

The young woman's back arched off the couch. She held his head tightly to her breasts. Then she came.

Scott talked her through her entire orgasm, urging her, begging her, to keep cumming. He held her up by the ass and fucked her as hard as he could. Finally, he, too, had to cum.

Susan felt the first blast of his cum slam into her cunt. Then more, and more. They bounced wildly on the sofa unable to break the string of orgasms.

When it was over and Scott's limp cock lay on top of Susan's stomach while he kissed her face and neck, she could only wonder what doing a movie would be like. That is, if she was hired.

"When can you start?" Scott whispered into her ear.

Author's Note: This is the last chapter of the Willing Subject series (unless I get suggestions that are too good to pass up). I have other story ideas, and characters, I'd like to begin working on. I hope you enjoyed this one. Justine.



Willing Subject



"Yes. Yes."

The ground underneath us crackled as we rolled from side to side, and each time I shoved my cock deeper into Susan's pussy. The sound of our bodies smacking together echoed among the trees.

"Fuck me, John. Fuck me."

I felt her body tense up. She arched her back. Then she cried out with pleasure.

"Cum for me, Susan. Cum hard."

Her body shook in my hands. She thrust her pussy up to my body, trying to take more and more of my cock. She groaned and grunted with each wave of her orgasm. Over and over she squeezed her cunt around my cock, until I was also ready to cum.

"Now, Susan. Now. I'm cumming."

This seemed to bring on her second, or maybe third, orgasm. Cum spewed deep inside her pussy as I slammed into her again and again. One of Susan's hands frantically worked her clit while the other pinched a nipple. Our mutual moans and groans filled the air.

I don't ever remember emptying as much cum into a woman as I did with 

Susan on the floor of that forest. When we were done, we simply held each other and rolled on the soft ground. She worked her cunt muscles to the point where ten minutes later I was hard again.

This time she rolled away from me, got on all fours and asked me to take her from behind. The sight of that gorgeous little ass made it easy. I played with her clit and she came long before I was ready. But she was a willing partner and eagerly urged me on to a second fantastic orgasm.

We spent the last fifteen minutes laying, touching and laughing.

Susan Fielding subsequently used the photos from the session to land a modeling contract and is a successful magazine model. She hopes to move up the ladder to runway modeling. But just as importantly, she has become a source of good contacts for me...and more stories for you.