0 comments/ 53189 views/ 4 favorites Being Photographed For Portfolio By: Racqel It was the end of a long day at the office. I flew in to Chicago on the early red eye flight to assist with a class action case. I only left the office at 9pm, had take-away Sushi while walking back to the Sheraton. Its now 11pm and I am sitting in the business services office on level 2 of the hotel. I could not get the wireless internet working in my room and I could not get myself to relax watching TV so I came down here to catch up on emails. I am still dressed in my light blue skirt and white blouse with skin colored pantyhose and black high heels. I left the matching jacket up in the room. I hate travelling for work, it puts a hold on ones social life and they make you work like a slave as if they have the right to all 24hrs just because you are now on your home turf. It's been a stressful day and I really should be going to the fitness centre next door, and working out but I forgot to bring along my gym gear so here I am. I log on to my hotmail account and I see an email in my inbox from David, a guy I went on a date with last week. I click on it. "Hi Rachel, It was great meeting you. If you are not busy next Saturday night I would like you to join me to a friend's party. It's a pimps and hose fancy dress party. It should be a lot of fun. Let me know. I hope your case is going well. God luck with it and don't work too hard. By the way, remember when we were watching the movie about the Titanic and I told you that I had a similar experience to the artist and that I had written a story about it with the intention of posting on the net. Here it is below. I hope you enjoy it. I look forward to your feedback. Cheers Dave" It was good to hear from David. It was an unusual first date. We had watched a video together after going out for dinner, but quit a lot of fun. I was hoping that he would ask me out again. I clicked on the attachment to read his story, not really sure what it was about. It appeared in the screen and I started to read this long story in his email. Two teenage girls Amie aged 19 and Jenny aged 18 were my neighbors. They both had a reputation as being sluts. I never had much to do with the Amie. She was always out with her scummy boyfriend. Jenny was more of a homebody. She would come by and say hello once in a while. I thought of her more as a sister than anything else. One afternoon I was at home after college and to break the monotony of my studies I went to my dark room in a shed at the back of my garden to develop some recent photos. I heard a sudden knock on the door. "Hi David, Its Jenny here, are you there?"
 
"Yes, give me a minute to put away the film before I open the door."

 I opened the door to greet my neighbor. She had her blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, her cheeks were bright red and her brow was sweaty. She was dressed in a pink halter t-back top and black spandex running tights. I had never looked at her in a lustful way before, and I had never noticed her figure before either. She would normally dress in old baggy jeans and oversized old t-shirts. 
 
"I just went for a long run and I forgot my house keys. I am locked out, so I took the chance that you were home and I have come to visit."
 
I finished putting my developing materials in the drawer and then turned around. Jenny was leaning forward looking at some of my pictures on the table. The sight of her ass tightly wrapped in the shiny spandex pants awoke my hormones. She had a little round butt, which sucked in the spandex material up the middle seam. Her butt cheeks were framed at the bottom by an upward arc as the material strained against her taught hamstring muscles. The material stretched tightly around her hips, butt and legs. I noticed that it was slightly sheer as she stretched forward. I could clearly see the label showing through as I peered closely looking for that panty line, but there was none. Instead I could see her butt crack. I wanted to put my hands on her round but cheek but I knew I couldn't do that. I looked up at the top. It had a t back with exposed shoulders, the t back connected to the front under the arms. It was probably too high cut for a girl with larger breasts. I could see the white skin of her boobs exposed on the sides. I wanted so much to run my fingers along these voluptuous breasts, feeling the soft skin. "Your photos are great! I never knew you were such a pro!" Jenny remarked as she turned around to face me. 
She noticed that I was staring at her ass. I could see that "I know what you are doing" expression on her face, followed by her stretching her shoulders backwards and pushing her chest outwards so that her ample sized C breasts stood out, in contrast to her petite frame. I felt embarrassed at being caught out ogling her. 
I stuttered in response "Yes my passion is photography, I find it a great outlet for my creativity."
 
Jenny walked up to look at the photos I had hanging up to dry. 
"Did you take these photos? They are so sexy! Is this a girlfriend of yours?" 
I responded "I do some freelance work at a photography studio and they do modeling portfolios for people. This girl was given a birthday gift from her fiancé to be made up and then have photos taken of her as she modeled."
 
"I have heard of that but I didn't know they took such raunchy pictures," she commented. 
"Well, the model can choose what to wear or not wear. They have bags of attire ranging from formal wear to lingerie and swimsuits and even fetish, and a lot take advantage of the opportunity to be a bit more daring" I explained to her.
 
Jenny amazed, continued looking at the newly developed photos of Angie, some with her topless and others dressed in lingerie and skimpy outfits. 
"I have wanted to get a modeling portfolio done for some time, but it's so expensive. Would you consider helping me out with a few photos?" Jenny asked me. 
I started to fantasize about Jenny tasking these clothes off, so I answered her quickly without even giving it any thought.
 
"Sure, I have sometime today."
 
Jenny continued looking at the photos mesmerized. "This girl has a really sexy figure. How old is she?" Jenny asked. 
"I am not sure, I think early twenties. You have just reminded me that I need to return the gear she used for modeling to the studio. She put the bag in my car when we went to the beach to take some last photos and forgot to take it out when we returned to the studio."
 I closed the door to the dark room as we walked through my backyard to the house.
 
"You still seeing that girl, what was her name, Nikki?" she asked me out of the blue. 
"Actually, no, we broke up a few months ago. " I answered.
 
Nikki was the opposite of Jenny. She was quiet shy, inhibited and far too conservative. The only thing is common was that she also like to go running, but she would only ever wear baggy running shorts or trackpants. She never wore anything tight, and if we ever saw girls wearing tight clothes she would call them sluts. I hated that about Nikki. All it meant was that I would have to feast my eyes on every other girl I saw in the streets. 
We entered my house and went to the living room, where Jenny sat down on the sofa. 
"David, I would like to have my photos taken, can we do it now?"
 
"Yes, would you like to do it here?" I asked her.
 
"Well yes, I can't get into my house anyway so now is a good time." Jenny seemed to be eager and excited. 

"Nobody is expected home until tonight so let me get my camera and we can start. By the way do you want a something to drink?"
 
I opened the bar fridge in the lounge and went to the toilet. When I returned Jenny handed me a glass of white wine as she clunked it with her glass. We downed the wine. I didn't say anything about drinking alcohol in the middle of the day.
 
"Should we start? I will just go fetch my camera." I said as I started walking out of the living room. I was actually quite excited to take Jenny's photos.
Jenny followed behind me. We got to my room and she sat down on my bed while I opened my cupboard to look for my camera.
She leaned over my bedside table and opened up a penthouse magazine I had used to help me masturbate before going to bed the night before. I usually hid it in my drawer but somehow I had forgotten to put it away this time. Jenny started to flip through the pages. I tried hard to ignore her. I hoped there wasn't any cum stains visible on the pages.
 
"These girls are hot, even from another girls perspective!" she exclaimed. 

"It must take a lot of confidence to pose like this." Jenny got up to show me a picture of a naked girl sitting on a staircase with her knees up and her legs wide apart. Her pussy folds were red and looked moist as she touched her clit with two fingers. 
"Do you fantasize over these pictures?" she asked me. I was stunned at her directness and never knew what to say, so I said nothing. I just smiled.

 "You are embarrassed, aren't you!" she continued teasing me. 

The truth is I enjoyed the strong sexual undertones and directness. Nikki would never speak like this. This openness was quite arousing. I should have teased her back, but was too much the gentleman to do so. Having Jenny wearing skintight figure hugging clothes and looking at dirty pictures on my bed was getting me horny. I felt my cock start getting hard in my pants. I felt the need to put my hand on it and adjust its position upwards so that it didn't push against the constraints of my undies.
I got my camera out of the bag and was taking the lens cap off when I glanced over at Jenny still paging away at the magazine. She had her legs parted and I could see her hip bone sticking out of the tights and I could see a clear oval camel-toe over her pussy. She was oozing sexuality. I so wanted to pounce on her and feel her body all over. 

 "You don't need to be shy about porn. I get off reading erotic stories on the Internet all the time" she tried to make me feel more comfortable. I so wanted to take the conversation deeper and ask her what she fantasizes over, but I didn't have the nerve to do so. 

"Ok, are we ready to go" Jenny asked as she stood up, removed her ponytail and brushed her long blond hair with her fingers.
We went back to the living room where I set up the lighting and reflectors and Jenny stood upright as I took a few shots.

She did a few yoga poses as I clicked away. I enjoyed watching her stretch and perving at all her curves, particularly her butt when she twisted around and her pronounced mound when she did a standing backbend, without being obvious. "Can I see how they are coming out?" Jenny asked as she approached me. It was a digital camera so I showed her the screen and she looked at them.
 
"They are boring, not like the ones I saw this morning. You mentioned tat you still had the bag of attire she used. Can I see if there is anything I can model in?" Jenny asked in a soft and shy tone. 

"The bag is still in my car. I will fetch it." I replied. 

I handed her the Louise Vuitton bag and Jenny took it with her to the toilet.

I eagerly awaited her return in some sexy dress.
 
"Ok, I am ready, now don't get a shock. " she announced her arrival. 

I was anxious to see why she said that and then she walked through the doorway to the living room.

When I saw her, my mouth went dry and my heart started to race as my male hormones flooded my body. I had an instant erection. I was so horny I cared less if the huge bulge in my pants was discovered.

Jenny was dressed in black, mini-dress, which was sheer and very short ending just at the bottom of her butt. The model I took the photos of previously wore it with a solid black thong and matching bra on underneath, but Jenny was naked.

I was not sure where first to feast my eyes. I looked at her large but firm breasts with pink nipples sticking through, then I looked down at her abdomen. Her hard stomach muscles channeled down to a shaved mound, which crowned two fleshy lips covered with light blonde fuzzy pubic hair curls. In between the fuzz one could see a set of pinkish folds, crunched up on each other.

I nearly passed out. 
 
"Now this is the modeling I meant." Jenny said flirtatiously.
 
I had nothing to say. I grabbed the camera and I took some photos as she got into different poses. 

First she stood upright and opened up her arms wide, pressed her bosoms forward. I got a good picture of her with her nipples hard, pressing tightly against the dress. I captured the look in her eyes. It was one of lust. Her face was crimson red. She was definitely horny. 

She then turned to the side, lifted her head upwards with her elbow bent and her hand in her hair and with the other hand she pulled the dress up her waist exposing her naked butt. I wanted so much to touch that delicious butt. It was smooth and her cheeks had a perfect round shape, with tight gluts, which were placed high on her thigh bone, curving into a nice inverted V in the middle, which paved a deep line up to her lower back. 

As I moved closer to click a few more shots I noticed her clitoris swollen and protruding outwards, visible from between her butt cheeks. My tongue felt like it was hanging out. I had a dry and salty taste in my mouth from exhilarated arousal. I felt that throbbing discomfort in my pubic area. My balls felt like they were boiling with cum, desperate for a hand to stroke my long hard cock, and milk it up and down fervently until the spasms of tension and tightness in my balls are released and I can spurt out all my cum until my full balls have been emptied. 

I wondered if I could make a move on Jenny. I lifted my eyes form the viewfinder and looked her in the eye. Her eyes were glossed over, the exact same expression my ex girlfriend use to have when in the middle of sex. 
 
"What pose should I do now?" Jenny asked breaking the silence.
 
"How about, you sit on the stairs and pose like the girl in the magazine." I dared her. 

Before I could say another word she was already walking to the staircase. She sat down with her knees up and placed her legs a few stairs down. I sat on the floor a few spaces in front of her with my camera in my hand. All the posing must have been hard work. I could smell her perfume mixed with the scent of sweat. I looked up at her and saw that her brow was sweaty. 

"Ok, here we go," she said as she twisted her head and threw her long hair over her shoulders. 

In a swoop she straightened her spine, sat upright, took a deep breath, opened her knees wide. I had a straight on view of her pussy. It was quite clear that she was as horny as hell. Her folds were deep red and swollen. I could see a white creamy substance running down her folds. Her clit's hood was open and enlarged. I was entranced by this surreal experience. I felt weak in my body and I couldn't lift my camera up. I so wanted to let my cock out of its confines, to put it out in front of her and have her touch it. 

"Are you going to take some pics?" she asked breaking my spell. 

I lifted the camera and clicked away as she put her hands on her knees and looked straight at the camera. She then went further and placed her fingers along her pussy opening. 

"Now, this is just like your magazine photo" she said pleased with herself.
 
She didn't leave her fingers in that position. I saw her fingers close in on her clit and rub into it in a circular motion. She did it quickly and then withdrew her hand. I was not supposed to have noticed that, I don't think. She turned around with her butt high in the air and supported her body with her hands rested on the stairs. I moved in right close to her body. Her pussy gave off a deep sweat scent .I could smell her sex all over her. I clicked away another few pictures of her butt, and at this angle I got a good close up of her pussy from behind.
 
"What next?" she asked.
 
"Can I get a few more like before, with your knees parted?" I suggested.

 She turned back into that pose and again took the opportunity to have a quick rub against her clit, but this time she could not stop an involuntary moan. I was lying back taking the pictures; She continued to rub this time. I could not take it anymore. Enough was enough. I put the camera down, stood on my knees near her. I opened my shorts and I pulled the, down with my undies in one go and I put my erection into my hand and I just stroked it hard up and down. 
 
Jenny stood up and we moved towards each other finding a position to just let go of our lustful raw animal instincts on each other. She sat on the floor with her knees wide open and her butt up as I swept under her and positioned my face under her pussy.

She took my cock in her hand and then put it straight into her mouth as she twisted my scrotum. She was fierce and like a high performing piston went up and down on my shaft softening her lips and hardening them as she skimmed over its head and then down again sucking in every inch of skin. I was moaning like there was no tomorrow. I took my hand and held these luscious butt cheeks as I sucked her clitoris up and down its length and then nibbling at its ends like when you are sucking a strawberry out of a straw and its stuck inside but you keep up the sucking pressure at the little bit sticking out to liberate it from the straw. I pointed my tongue and pushed it into her wetness. It was good to finally taste her juices and lick her inside her pussy. It was hot against my tongue and tasted like salty fish, mixed with cream and yet sweet too. I pushed my tongue as deep as it could venture exploring deep within looking for that g spot.

She shook as she lifted her mouth off my cock and let out a scream of pleasure. She was enjoying an intense orgasm. This went on for at least a minute. I continued to suck and lick as she arched her spine backwards rotating her hips in small movements pushing it against and away from my impending mouth. I felt a rush of warm juice run out of her pussy and down my chin. She must have ejaculated. I removed my tongue from within her.
 
I was close to orgasm myself as she continually stroked my erection, speeding up the rhythm. Jenny surprised me and inserted a finger up my anus and stroked around my inner g spot. This was a first for me, new unexplored territory and was quite an amazing experience. It was like she was pulling the spring inside my balls even tighter and tighter, coiling it around itself. Her probing finger was quite deep inside me when I felt the rising tidal wave ready to crash. It was like a collision from two sides. The intensity of my cock colliding with my contracting inner perineum muscles from my prostrate was being stimulated from within.
My balls tightened, and tightened even more. My prostrate jumped. My perineum tightened into a tense ball of nerves. The coil has reached its peak. My butt muscles tightened around her finger and I too let out a deep groan, as my whole abdomen sucked itself in and tensed. My breath was taken away, and then there was this moment of silence and then my cock throbbed up and shot a stream of cum out and again a second wave and a third as it pulsated up and down spurting white cum everywhere. I had not cum so much since a young teenager. I could smell it I the air. 
 
We unfolded from each other and for the first time we hugged each other and French kissed. My cum was all over her stomach. She put her finger in it and rubbed it across my nipples. I too got to finally touch her beautiful big breasts and I rubbed her hard nipples between my fingers. My erection started to grow again. This was the end of David's story. I had my eyes glued to the screen reading it. I was hot and sweaty and somehow had become very aroused. I had not realized that my right hand was between my parted legs and that my index finger was pushing in against the hose and panties trying to penetrate into my now soaked pussy and make urgent contact with my engorged clitoris. Being Photographed For Portfolio Ch. 02 Part 2 of series: Being photographed for portfolio It was close to midnight when I walked out of the business centre, having caught up on my emails. I was flustered. My business suit felt overly restrictive and my bra way too tight. I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse, in an attempt to cool myself down. My hormones were on fire. That last email from David was totally unexpected. It seemed so real. I wondered if it was a real experience or just a fantasy. Either way it had me aroused and dangerously horny. As I was waiting for the lift to return to my hotel room, I noticed a sign on a door leading to the fitness centre. I walked up to the door, inserted my room key and the green light appeared as the door clicked open. I walked up the passageway towards the fitness centre passing a steam room. It was operating and I thought it would be a nice relaxing way to de-stress so I kept on walking to enter the ladies change room. Inside there was a pile opf white towels neatly folded on top of a each other, all placed on a wicker basket. I took a white bath towel from the pile and placed it on the table by the lockers. I unbuttoned my blouse and then unclasped my 32B bra strap finally enjoying the freedom of being able to just let them hang free. The bra straps were too tight leaving white marks across my back and under my breasts. I unzipped my navy blue corporate skirt, letting it fall to the floor. I then sat down on the bench as I lifted my legs up high and peeled the hose off my legs. I stood up and took off my little white cotton thong panties. I noticed white strands sticking to my inner panty lining. I smiled, realizing that this was the doing of David's erotic email. I wrapped the white towel around my torso and up over my breasts, tied a knot on the top to hold it up and closed the locker door before exiting the change room. I opened the glass door to the steam room. I felt a block of hot humid steam hit me, envelope me and instantly raise my body temperature to the point of sweating. I inhaled the damp air as I looked through the steam to find an empty spot on the tiled bench to sit down. Although the steam was thick, I could still make out that there was nobody else in the steam room. I sat down on the bench and made myself comfortable. It was hot, humid and plain wet. Droplets of water were falling down from the ceiling. My imagination drifted to David's email. I recounted the story in my mind. It started to have the same affect on me as earlier. I had just started to relax in the steam room. I didn't want to get up, get changed and have to go back to my room to masturbate. The steam room was empty and it was midnight so in all probability there would be nobody visiting it, so I allowed myself to go with the flow and didn't let my inhibitions get in the way. I pulled the knot of my towel free, stood up and hung the towel on the rail outside the steam room. I much preferred the feeling of being nude in a steam room, in a natural state, as should be for sweating and relaxing in a steam room without the restriction of a soaking wet towel. I lay on my back and stretched out on the bench, closed my eyes and let the steam roll over me taking me into a relaxed trance. The steam was heavy and sweat was running down my face, chest and legs and quickly spreading, opening up every pore on my body. My mind turned back to the email. I saw the images of the model in my mind. I imagined the look of lust in David's eyes, his hard-on pushing out tightly against his pants as he clicked away on his camera while she exhibited her body, openly displayed herself, enjoying the act of modeling as a means to explore her sexuality, a way to take her arousal to new levels. I lifted my back slightly off the bench arching it a little as I lifted my legs up and pushed my knees outwards, and then pushed my feet together with my legs and knees lying parted, facing outwards but lying flush against the bench. This is called butterfly pose in yoga. This pose opens the hips and intensifies the opening sensations around ones groin, even parting and opening ones pussy lips. I love to masturbate like this. I directed my fingers to my folds to my aching core, which desperately needed to be touched. I ran my fingers across my mound feeling my tiny pubic curls and then slid my index finger down and onto my fleshy folds as they glided over my moist vaginal lips, rubbing them as they layered across each other, then retreating my fingers back up to the top to touch my swollen clit. I rubbed it around in little circular motions feeling the raw nerve endings against my fingertips and enjoying the quick instant pangs and sensations of pleasure ripple though me. The build up was quick so to draw out the sensations I took a deep breath and switched to caressing my outer labia, feeling the wet skin sliding between my fingers as they became more slippery and lubricated from stimulation. My fingers were now sticky from the streaming juices oozing slowly out of me. I took out my finger and smelt the salty scent of sex, the raw animalistic instinct. It was covered in a filmy white residue. With my other hand I brushed my fingers along my breasts grasping and twisting my erect nipples between them. Shivers ran through my spine and down my torso. The waves were coming in bigger and wilder as I travelled in my mind back through the erotic story email. With my eyes closed, and my back flat against the bench I lifted my legs up wards into a right angle, a common pose for Pilates stomach strengthening exercises, lifting my butt upwards and slightly raised off the bench. I caressed my excited nipples with the fingers of my one hand as I pulled my other hand round my raised thigh from behind my legs and pushed my index and middle fingers deep into my easily accessible pussy. It felt good to be filled to be penetrated. I lifted my butt even higher as I furiously jabbed my fingers in and out of my pussy reaching as deep as I could get them. I was on the verge of an intense orgasm when I heard voices. It couldn't be! I thought to myself, after all, it was midnight. The voices got louder and then I saw shadows behind the fogged up little window. This interruption filled me with adrenaline. I was frightened. I was worried they would know what I was up to. I now heard voices and then saw the door open. In under a second, I quickly bunched myself up into a sitting position with my knees pulled up high and my feet closed tightly as I leaned over them to cover up my bare breasts. I was literally caught with my fingers in the cookie jar. In walk this couple. The guy was really tall, maybe 6 foot 4, was well built, big boned with fair hair and the girl in contrast was petite, maybe 5 foot with long blonde hair. They looked very European. "Hallo, I am Jurgen and my girlfriend is Vibka" he introduced himself in a strong German accent. I stayed in my crouched position but I looked up as he spoke. He was nude. He had prominent taught muscles. His body was only sparsely covered in light blonde hair. His abs had a six-pack across a hairless chest. He had a body of a bodybuilder but it was his very long cock that grabbed my attention. It was limp as he walked in, but just stood out of proportion to anything I had ever seen before. He deserved the title "well hung". I knew I shouldn't look but it was eye grabbing. His penis must have hung limp the size of most guys erections. His balls were enormous too. They looked like ripe mouth watering delicious plums that were just waiting to be plucked and to be slowly chewed on and eaten. His girlfriend had on a white bikini with gold rings holding the bottom front and behind parts together. She had really big breasts, I would imagine close to a size 34E. They strained to stay within the top, with bulging cleavage. Her breasts look so out of form against her petite frame. They sat down at the end of the bench as I gazed away minding my own business. The steam turned on again and filled the room steaming it up. I could only now faintly make them out. I turned to look at them and could see that she was now sitting on his lap. He had his hands up her top and was caressing her nipples, his knuckles pushing and sticking out the stretchy material. I looked on at his thighs and noticed that he had a half erection bulging from between his legs, wedged under her butt. It was visible from the side. It was getting far too hot and I wanted to get out so I quickly stood up, ready to race to the door when my locker key fell from my hands somewhere in one of the shallow pools of water condensed on the tiled dark floor. I crouched on all fours to look on the floor for my keys, but it was dark and I could not find them. I felt uncomfortable in this position knowing that they had a clear view of my butt and pussy sticking out between my butt cheeks, but I would not be able to get my clothes out of the locker without the damn keys. "I help you find keys," Jurgen said standing up. Before I had a chance to maneuver myself out of the tiny floor space to make room for him to perch down and look, he was squeezing down next to me. I turned to get up when I felt his cock brush against my outer thigh. This was so weird having an absolute stranger stand naked next to me and then end up feeling his private parts. I got myself back up again as Jurgen scratched around the floor in search of my keys. I took the moment to enjoy the view. This hunky guy stretching out with his butt sticking out and these huge balls hanging down clearly visible from this compromised position. I felt guilty staring at this guy right in front of his girlfriend but then I was sort of allowed to look in that direction as it was my keys he was looking for. "Ahoy, I got them!" he said as fumbled about raising himself up to standing. He handed me my keys but had a good look at my perky size B bare breasts, boasting a standout nipple stand. I noticed him looking at them for a moment more than he should have. I felt his gaze, as if he was slowly touching, caressing my nipples. It sent lightning strikes through me, taking my breath away. Somehow I really enjoyed being raped by his eyes. My nipples so wanted to be ravaged and sucked by his mouth. "Thank you," I said taking the keys and then rushing out of the steam room to catch my breath. I quickly donned my towel around my waist covering my breasts like a boob tube, and went back to the change room. I was not thinking clearly and I walked the wrong way down the passage. On my way back past the steam room I heard grunts and groans. I was naughty. I looked in to the steamed up window. I could see her bare back with her long blonde hair flowing down it. She was sitting on him facing him. I could see that she had no bottoms on either as I saw her naked butt crack. I could not see Jurgen, as he was over-shadowed by her body. They were fucking. I peered more closely through the steamy window. She was mounted on his hard cock, bobbing up and down it. His hands were holding her under her butt cheeks, guiding her up and down. Jurgen was sucking her voluptuous breasts as they fucked. I knew I was doing wrong being a disgusting voyeur. I didn't think they would notice me there, as it was so steamy. I couldn't help it though. I was still horny and more frustrated than ever. I even felt jealous of this girl. I needed to be fucked hard and deep so badly. My hormones had gone mad and I think I must have temporarily lost my rational mind. I just watched on. The girl got up and stood up and was turning around. I was nervous. Had they seen me? I felt embarrassed, ashamed and quickly turned to walk away. "Hallo, please come back inside" a voice shouted from behind me. I turned around and the door was held open as the girl's head peeked out, steam pouring out of open door all around her. I just wanted to not be there. I couldn't ignore her so I turned around to respond. "No, its ok, I think I should go to bed now." She edged outside the door still holding it open but standing there naked. I looked at her up and down as she spoke. She had large breasts, with small pink nipples, a narrow waist and slightly bigger hips crowned by a triangular patch of curly blonde pubic hair. I ignored her and turned around to go on to the change room and then return to my room. I approached the change room door and on it was a sign that read. "Change rooms closed for cleaning, key available from reception" "Oh shit," I mumbled to myself. I cannot go to reception in the towel. I went back to the steam room and opened the door. "Hello, It is Jurgen isn't it?" I nervously asked "Yes, what is wrong?" he asked me. "The change room is locked and my room key and all my clothes are in it. I can't go to reception dressed like this" He said something to Vibka in German and then addressed me. "Vibka will take you to our room to get you something to wear," Jurgen offered as Vibka got up to follow me out of the steam room. I walked ahead to the lifts as Vibka put her bikini bottom on and then put her bikini top on and took the lead towards the lifts. I followed behind Vibka as she pushed the floor button in the lift. I didn't know what to say in the lift so I kept quiet, but I did give Vibka a quick glance, noticing how she was so carefree, parading in a public lift in a wet white bikini which obviously had no inner lining as her pubic hair and folds were visible through the transparent material as were her voluptuous breasts. I on the other hand was holding onto my towel for dear life. I walked into her room behind her and noticed that the room was really quite messy with things/equipment everywhere. I was busy apologizing when Vibka tried to explain these strange pieces of equipment on the floor. They looked like some sort of exercise bike but had no pedals and had a pole coming out of the middle. "These are Jurgen's invention. We are here for a trade fair at the Sex expo starting tomorrow night. We have them on exhibition." Vibka commented. "What are they- some sort of circuit training equipment for the gym?" I naively asked. "Have you never seen one before? It's a fucking machine," she explained. "With this machine you can get the best orgasm. Have you ever had a squirting orgasm during sex or masturbation?" she asked me. I didn't even know what squirting was. "No, never heard of it being described in those words." I answered shyly. "Read this." Vibka handed me a leaflet. I read the leaflet. The ultimate orgasm is when you feel such an intense release and relaxing of your muscles in your vagina, that the pressure built up around your g-spot area causes the liquid held inside to gush out in large squirts through your urethra. It is not urine, even though it looks like it when the squirting is happening, but instead a clear substance and is a result of intense build up and orgasm. It's the ultimate orgasm and if you felt it you would know why and if you witnessed it the moans and groans that accompany this are unmatched. "You believe in this?" Vikbah asked me. "I show you how it works. You must give it a try." she continued. Vibka broke open a plastic bag and inserted what looked like a long white dildo into a slot in the machine. "You see you sit down or you can kneel and you can set the machine to fit your body. You get to hold a remote control in your hand and you can change the speed it goes into you and the speed of the top head which also rotates." "It comes with different attachments. There is also the one with the clitoris stimulator and the anal dildo and there is the big one which can do all three in one go." Vibka described. "I show you how it works" Vibka went on. She sat down on the chair, placing her legs on the little platforms on the side and then pulled this pole upwards and moved the angle of the attached dildo and then hit a switch. The machine started to move and the arm holding the dildo moved up and then in an arc towards her. "Ok, Its now set, you want to try?" she asked me. "No, its OK," I replied. "Ok you must see it. I will show you." she would not take no for an answer. She lifted her legs and pulled her bikini bottoms off them. "Please pass me the lubricant K-Y jell" she asked me. I took it off the table and handed it to her. She lathered the top of the dildo in the lubricant and then pulled it down to the entrance of her pussy. She then lay back and used the remote. The machine like a piston started to go in and out of her. She increased the speed as it did its job. "I want you to try," she insisted. "Get on the other machine. The dildo is in the bag. Break open the bag and give it a try. You don't need to be shy. I do it all the time." "No, I prefer watching you demonstrate for me," I replied. "You didn't mind watching my boyfriend and I fuck in the steam room so why you so shy now!" she said catching me off guard. I watched as the piston drove the dildo in and out of her pussy, her pubic hairs around her folds now wet and her lips glistening from the lubricant. She was lying back and was getting more and more aroused. She started to rub her stomach with her palm slowly making their way up to the swimsuit top. She had upped the speed of the dildo. She started to moan. "You must try it!" she blurted out while trying to catch her breath between her moans. Her face and chest were bright red, sweat was forming along her brow and fringe. He nipples were bright pink. "Take a shot of vodka on the table to help you relax!" she gasped. I was feeling very strange watching all this, but my body still felt on fire from before. I skulled a glass of vodka, probably having far too much. It only took a minute for me to feel relaxed and a bit drunk. Vibka's fucking machine was now going at quite a speed. She yanked off her swimsuit top and was touching and caressing her breasts, even grasping her nipples them and pulling them outwards between her fingers. I think she was cumming as she arched her head backwards every so often letting out a prolonged deep pitched groan followed by a high pitch screech. The alcohol did its job. I felt relaxed and suddenly carefree. Vibka was in another world orgasming away again and again. I broke open the bag and took out what must have been the "triple action dildo. It had 3 parts coming off the main tube. I inserted the dildo into the holder as Vibka had done, but then when I sat down I realized that this machine was set up differently. Instead of a seat it had a little platform. I finally worked out how to attach the dildo and lock it in place on the piston. I couldn't work out how to position it though. Vibka sweated out and many orgasms later climbed off her fucking machine and came over to help me. "This machine works differently. You need to face forwards with feet on the platform and your butt pushed high up and your chest leaning down and forward reaching down to the platform in front. You need to make a triangle with your body. This is only way to make your anal opening accessible to the dildo while the other one rams your pussy" I started to follow her instructions. "You cannot do this with your towel on!" Vibka giggled pulling my towel off my body. "You can use this to lubricate yourself!" she offered as she handed me over the KY jell. I rubbed some of the jell over my pussy hole and then I felt the dildo getting pushed inside me as Vibka positioned it. "You have the 3 way so you might as well enjoy it that way" Vibka continued. I first felt the clitoral dildo head against me as she positioned it I place and turned it on. It rotated and gyrated in circles gently rubbing my clit around and around. Vibka took the KY jell tube and then I felt her rub some of it around my butt and then I felt a thin dildo get pushed in to my anus. I was tight there so it felt a little sore initially. Being Photographed For Portfolio Ch. 02 "Here is the control. The green button switches it on and then you can increase or decrease the speed of any of the 3 dildos with these 3 plus or minus signs. The red button makes it stop straight away." She explained as she handed me the control. I hit the green button and the machine revved into motion. There was a faint humming as it got going. I increased the speed and was on my way. It did feel good. Very good! I felt like I was being fucked everywhere all at once and I could control the speed as I wanted. I hit the plus sign. It didn't take much to turn me on. I had pent up sexual frustration bursting to get out. I closed my eyes as I fantasized and just went with the flow. I opened them to increase the speed further and I saw Vibka at the hotel room door. Jurgen was coming in. Too bad I thought. Its amazing how when one is past a certain point in arousal that your animalistic urge takes over and your mind shuts down and you lose all care. Jurgen stood watching over me getting fucked by his machine. He dropped his robe and stood there naked. I looked on at his huge cock, which was getting hard in-front of me, not more than a few yards away. Vibka was not there. I think she had gone to have a bath. The machine hit me in some really erogenous zones, must have been my g-spot and I screeched as I clawed my fingers into the plastic I was resting on. I looked up at Jurgen and he must have read my mind. He walked in front of me. I was now leaning forward right down on my hands as my butt stuck out with the dildos ploughing away at me. I turned my head sideways and faced him. He came close, his cock now standing up erect, all 10 inches of it. I took his cock into my palm as I squeezed it and grasped it tightly rubbing it up and down its beautiful length, feeling it throbbing in my hand. It was red and ready to explode, engorged with blood and the vein running down its side was sticking out, almost bursting from this huge manly cock. I pulled it closer to me as I opened my mouth wide and took as much as i can in between my lips as I let him push it deep down my throat. I nearly choked as it was so huge it took up every bit of space I had in my mouth. I had to pull my lips off the smooth luscious head to get my breath. I grabbed his balls with my fingers and I cupped them feeling their heat in my hands as I twisted them around. Jurgen was now moaning too. He grabbed the control and turned my fucking machine onto the highest speed. I felt the dildo in my pussy ram itself in and out so fast like no human could ever do. I was moaning on the second with each cycle. The anal dildo was now deep inside me and was also spinning fast sending me into my first mind- blowing orgasm. I held on to his cock tightly and was wanking it so hard I wasn't even thinking. I was now screaming and moaning. I was floating, in another world. The fucking machine was running on max and my body was enjoying for the ride as it pleasured me again and again. I suddenly felt a tension I had never experienced before, coming from deep inside my pelvic floor. I tensed into it. I continued furiously stroking his hard cock up and down almost rubbing off his skin. I was no longer shy or even careful. I was aggressively rubbing his body all over, feeling his strong abs and then squeezing his butt with my fingernails, driving them into his hard little round butt cheeks. I even pushed my palm under his balls squeezing them as Jurgen let out a loud moan, and then continued rubbing his big balls applying pressure on his perineum. I was out of control. That tension grew and grew and I just let go and let the muscles ripple into waves of release and it was then that I experienced my first time squirting. The tension from my butt, anus, pussy, all came to a head and peaked in a tight ball. I squeezed at it with all my core and I then let the waves knock me down and take me with it. Gushes of liquid burst out of my pussy, like I was pissing over the fucking machine, but it was clear fluid. It soaked the platform I was kneeling on. I felt it again, another tsunami of sexual release. Out came another gush as I squirted all over the floor next to the machine. This was a an orgasm like no other. I was screaming at the top of my voice, without a care in the world. I had finally tasted heaven. The fact that it looked like I was pissing all over the hotel floor didn't worry me. I was in another world. My body returned to calm and relaxed. I felt very tired. I hit the red button on the machine as it slowed down to a stop. I opened my eyes in time to see Jurgens cock spasm as it shot white cum all over my face. It landed on my cheek and then it pulsated again as I let go of it and it landed in my slightly open mouth. He came again shooting more sperm down my throat. I swallowed it and enjoyed tasting his cum. My whoel body felt like jelly. I slowly got helped by Jurgen to pull out the dildos and release me from its embrace. He gave me a hand as I climbed off the fucking machine. My joints were stiff and I could hardly move. I rolled over on the floor and lay down there as I slowly recovered. Vibka was now standing there in her bathrobe and offered me a glass of water. I sat up and drank it washing away the taste of cum in my mouth. I smiled and we all laughed together. The carpet was soaked from my cum. I ordered one of those fucking machines on the internet the next day, but I have not told anyone this secret. All I can say to other women is that you need to find a way to experience the sensations accompanying squirting. It would be a real pity to not have this pleasure in ones life. Being Photographed For Portfolio I needed to touch myself. There was nobody else in the business centre so I pulled my high heels of ands removed my hose and panties and scrunched them up and put them in my laptop bag as I touched myself while writing a reply to David. "Dear David, this story is amazing. Is it true or fantasy?. I look forward to the dress up party. Better go now. Cheers Rach Xxx p.s do you really take photos? If so put my name on the list to have my portfolio made up." I hit send and then regretted the p.s I had just written. I think I was a bit forward. I continued masturbating until i felt that release. My returned my sticky fingers to the mouse to close down my hotmail and ensure nobody else who came onto this computer would see any of this. I closed the door of the business centre and then walked past the fitness centre to the lift. I saw a sign of a sauna. I was so horny I let myself venture a little. I went into the change room and stripped out of my work clothes put a white towel around me and I went into the sauna. I sat on the upper bench as masturbated again as the hot air made me sweaty. See episode 2 of this story to read about the sauna and episode 3 to read about the fancy dress party and the photography session afterwards. I would love feedback to my email account from both men and women.