0 comments/ 68261 views/ 7 favorites The Photo Shoot By: BiSexKyle I am a Bi-Sexual 19 year old man and had decided to get into the porn industry when I turned 18. After getting my friend to take a few sample photos of me (Just the usual soft core, me holding my dick, spreading my ass etc...) I went off to look for someone who might be interested in doing a photo shoot. One day when I was having coffee with one of my friends, it was actually the same friend who had taken the photos of me, a woman and a table across from me had overheard that I was looking for a photographer to take pictures of me in the nude, I told her that I was a bi-sexual male and would try anything once, that enthusiasm and my body to boot was enough for me to get an interview with a man that she recommended and that had taken pictures of her in the past. Well it’s safe to say that I aced the interview and for a view months after I was doing photo shoots of mainly posing, occasionally I did some masturbation stuff and sometimes they wanted me to actually do s shoot with a couple of guys but I always said no, with that said I’ll get on with the story. I had woken up, showered, eaten breakfast and was heading out the door to the studio where I do all my photo shoots just as I do every other day, but something was going to happen this day that will my change my idea about self pornography for ever. People had always said that I was a prude or uptight about my body, even though I was in porn, which makes sense because even though I was attracted to both men and women I didn’t usually let them touch my body or touch their bodies. When I had gotten to the studio and walked in the door the photographer told me that they we going to do something different that day, I said okay and they proceeded to pull ropes and a gag and blindfold from a props closet. He instructed me to kneel on a bed that was on the set, they put 2 ropes around my ankles and tied them both to separate bed posts, and then they got a rope and tied my knees together before taking both ends and tightly brought them under the box spring and tied them the ends there. I was then told to lean forward and put all my weight on my fore arms then they tied ropes to my wrists and secured them at the last two bed posts, I really couldn’t move, I tried squirming, struggling, pulling, thrashing, and the list goes. They then grabbed the gag and blindfold constantly assuring me throughout the whole thing that they were only going to take a few pictures, once the blindfold and gag were on I heard the camera snap a few times and expected it to be a pretty short shoot because all the pics would be the same seeing as how I couldn’t move. The camera went silent for a minute or two before I heard the photographer (of which I will now call Steve) speak up and tell me he was going to let me out of the restraints now… right after a few of his friends fucked me. “WHAT!” I tried to yell at him through my gag. “In your interview you said that you’d try anything once and you’ve only being doing poses and masturbation” he snapped at me “And every time I try to get you to do some group work you immediately dismiss it, which tells me either you were lying in your interview or you’ve been teasing me. And by the sound of your voice I’m assuming you lied and here is your punishment!” He was right though, I did say I’d try anything at least once but I didn’t expect him to tie me up and let is friends fuck me. “And by the way, my 3 good friends here will be fucking you haven’t even masturbated in the last week so get ready for a cum bath” he laughed. These guys must have been really horny because before Steve had finished there I had already started to feel someone licking my asshole. After a mere 5 minutes I was already moaning from the man licking and fingering my tight ass and a guy whose name I figured out from the conversations these 3 guys were having was Chris and he was sucking my dick, and if I might say was very good at it. He started by lightly kissing my balls (which completely waxed and shaven along with the rest of my pubic area, OUCH!) and then started licking up the shaft of my penis to the head where he flicked his tongue back and forth underneath before taking the whole length of my 7 inch prick into his mouth. I felt the third guy (which until now hadn’t started to do anything) beginning to take my gag out, seeing as how I was having so much fun and receiving so much pleasure they found no more use for it and replaced it with a cock. I began to roll my tongue over and under the head of his cock while sucking and keeping a tight seal around his shaft, my mouth wasn’t the only thing to have a cock put into either, the man fingering my ass began to thrust his own cock in and out of my ass moaning loudly (the combination of my tight virgin ass and the rope keeping my knees together had made my ass incredibly tight) within minutes I felt the man in the back take his cock out of my ass and spew about half a cup of sperm all over my back. I was just about to cum with him when Chris took my dick out of his mouth and take up a position in the rear; I started moaning loudly which turned out to be just a muffle over the cock I had in my mouth of which I could taste the pre cum that was slowly dripping out. I started flicking my tongue over the tip of the penis in my mouth and then deep throated it just as his cock bulged and let forth a huge amount of cum down my throat. Chris, however, was still in the back pumping in and out of me as hard as he could and I was begging of him to stroke my cock and let me cum but he said nothing and took his dick out of my ass and brought it around to the front to fuck my mouth before spewing his load all over my face with a loud moan. I waited there kneeling down unable too move until I heard Steve ask his friends whether they had fun or not. They all replied with an enthusiastic “YES!” and the I asked if someone could let me out so that I could at least make myself cum if no one else would. “You obviously don’t understand then, this is still part of your punishment. We are going home for the rest of the day and when the next crew comes in which shouldn’t be for another 2 hours then you can be let go, bye, bye” And with that Steve, his friends and the rest of the crew left leaving me blindfolded and kneeling while the cum on my back slowly dried to a transparent crusty layer on my back. ------------------------------------------------- I would Really appreciate Feed back whether it’s Negative or Positive, Criticism is always wanted too, thnx! The Photo Shoot My name is Jason and I'm in a senior in high school. I live with my parents and older sister in the suburbs of metro Detroit. I used to be a skinny guy but recently started working out and have bulked up considerably. I guess I'm a bit of a late bloomer as my mom has said. As a result, I haven't had much sexual experience other than watching a few pornos on the internet and jacking off. Girls used to ignore me, but lately they have been really starting to pay attention and have noticed my new physique. Despite my newfound muscles, I still think of myself as skinny and still lack self-esteem. I'm still too painfully shy to even think of asking a girl out on a date. One day last week, after a workout at the gym, I ran home to take a shower and change for work. When I got home I heard my sister talking on the phone in her room, which was certainly nothing new for her. I got ready to hop in the shower when I noticed her digital camera on the bathroom countertop. She was usually pretty possessive about her camera and would never let me borrow it, so I was surprised that she would have so casually left it there for anyone, especially me, to find. I decided to take a peak and see what was in the camera's memory. There were typical pictures of her and her friends at a party, some pictures of her cat, and some pictures she took of herself in the mirror modeling clothes. The photos started to get more interesting and more revealing as she took several pictures of herself in the mirror in just her bra and panties. I caught my breath as I saw several pictures of her fully naked. I knew my older sister was hot, but since she was my sister, it's not something I thought about on a regular basis, though I had once or twice tried to picture what she would like without any clothes on. Looking at those photos of my sister flaunting her nudity for the camera in an overtly sexual manner, instantly made me hard. I proceed to stroke my hard cock while looking at the pictures when she suddenly opened the bathroom door and saw what I was doing. "Oh my god Jason, what the hell are you doing?" Her mouth seemed to drop at the unexpected sight of her fully naked brother stroking his cock while looking at nude pictures of her. "Jason, what the fuck?" she screamed. "Give me my camera. Now! Pervert!" She tried to grab the camera from my hand but I quickly pulled it away. "Not so fast Jen. I'm not done looking at your pictures." I teased. "It's my camera and those are my private pictures Jason. Give it to me," she cried. "Or I'll tell mom," she added. "Hold on a sec Jen," I said, "You're gonna tell mom that I was looking at naked pictures of you that you took of yourself? I don't think mom will be too happy about that Jen." I was enjoying teasing her since she usually teased me mercilessly. "Look Jason...," she paused and realized that I was standing before her buck naked with a waning erection. Her eyes seemed to linger for some time on my cock as if she were suddenly mesmerized by the sight. "Uhhh... you should probably get dressed and we can talk about this." She didn't move. She continued to stare down at my cock, which slowly made it become hard again. It was throbbing, and was pulsing up and down. "God Jason, I didn't realize my little brother was so... big. I had no idea. I mean, wow, you've really been working out!" She paused to think about what she just said. "Look, can I please have my camera back, I'm obviously not gonna tell mom about this." "Sure, her you go," I said as I handed her back her camera. "So I take it you liked my pictures?" she giggled as she looked down again at my throbbing erection. As she asked that question her whole demeanor now seemed to change. She was talking to me like a guy instead of her little brother. "Well, as you can see..." I too looked down at my pulsing cock that stuck out seven inches closer to my sister than the rest of me. Suddenly, my sister aimed her camera at me and started to take pictures of me standing there naked, with what was becoming an impatient erection. "What are you doing?" I shouted. "Little brother, you spend a lot of time working out and you look hot. Don't be ashamed by your body. Let me just take a couple more." She reasoned. Jokingly, I started doing some silly muscleman poses. "That's what I'm talking about." She looked at me directly in the eye, "Let me get a few shots of you stroking your cock, it looks like it could use a little relief." I couldn't resist her suggestion and started tugging on my cock. She took picture after picture of me and my cock from every angle, close ups and full body shots, as I massaged my cock. "Oh shit, I'm gonna come..." I said as I suddenly shot a load of cum out onto the bathroom floor. Suddenly, we both heard the door slam downstairs and realized our mom just got home from work. Jen ran to her bedroom and closed the door while I quickly cleaned up my mess from the floor and started my shower. Later that night when I got back from work, I went to my room and started up my computer and checked my e-mail. There was an e-mail message with an attachment from Jen. It read, "For your eyes only." I opened the attachment and there were the pictures Jen had taken of me nude and jacking off in front of her. There were also several nude pictures of her. Some were the ones I had seen earlier and some were pictures of her masturbating that she had obviously taken after our impromptu "photo shoot" in the bathroom. After I shot a load while looking a Jen's pictures I e-mailed her back thanking her for the photos and asking when our next photo shoot was going to be. I got an e-mail back from her almost immediately. It read, "As soon as mom and dad are asleep." That's another story for another time.... my sister is calling me. The Photo Shoot When I first saw her, it was like nothing else I'd ever felt, I'd been turned on before but this was something else, something more. I think it was two things about her, one of which was the two gorgeous things under her tight grey top, just bursting out of an obviously too small bra and grabbing my attention like nothing else. But surprisingly the first thing that captured my attention was her bright, flame red hair, framing her face. She wasn't stunning, but there was an innocent sexiness about her and she certainly caught my attention. I'd recently taken up a job as a photographer on a boat capturing all the tourists memories of the lakes cruise, and then selling to them at an exorbitant rate after of course, but that was the boat company's idea, it was just a job to me. I'd gone on holidays one year a while back and never gone home, finding work as a photographer in a tourist town was easy, and I could practice my hobby at work so it was good for me. My job was a good enough excuse to get a photo of her, one that I would definitely have to keep for myself. She was with her mum and dad, 17 or 18 and she didn't look too impressed at being here, but I managed to get a smile out of her using my bad jokes I get all the tourists to smile with, and got a few good snaps of her and her family, zooming in on her a couple of times unbeknownst to her or her family. It was natural progression to start talking to the family after that, found out they were staying at the B&B right next door to my modest cabin on the lake, and a very exciting idea formulated in my head. First of all I got really chummy with the family, I have great people skills from working in the tourism industry, so before too long I had invited the family over to to my cabin that evening for a BBQ. After that I left them alone, and actually did the job I am paid to do for a while. When I eventually saw the girl had gone off by herself I made my way over to her and struck up a conversation, making her laugh was easy and eventually we had quite a good little flirty conversation going on. Her name was Tegan and it turned out she was 18 and this was the last holiday vacation she had to go on with her family and would much rather be at home partying with her friends, I am only 27 so the age gap wasn't too much and we got on quite well, after a casual conversation I had her smiling and saying she was looking forward to coming over with her family tonight. Now the groundwork had been lain, I thought about what I wanted to do next. I set up my house and formulated my plan. This girl was absolutely captivating, and I had to see more of her, I really wanted to see those beautiful tits bursting out of her bra, and I had my plan to do this. When they came over I chatted with the family, had beers with dad, complimented mums dress, but my eyes were all for Tegan, she was wearing a yellow dress that showed off a healthy amount of cleavage, and the bottom finished mid way up her thigh. The weather was quite warm so her mum let her get away with the sexy look. After the food had been devoured, we relaxed by the lake with a drink or two, and I got a chance to really talk to Tegan. "I haven't had a chance to say this yet, but you look amazing!" I said to her "Really? Thanks! I bought this dress the other day thought now would be a good chance to show it off, do you like it?" "Yeah it's stunning, helps that the model that's wearing it is simply gorgeous" She blushed, then laughed and as she did so her breasts bounced up and down and her whole face lit up, it took all my will power not to just grab her and start fucking her right then and there. We continued talking for a while along those lines and finally I broached the subject that would lead us in the right direction. "You know I've done a fair bit of glamour photography with beautiful models, and you would just make a great model, you are so photogenic, here, let me show you" I made sure her parents were otherwise occupied, they were, they were still relaxing by the lake, and I grabbed my camera. I took a couple of natural shots of her smiling and laughing and showed her "See, you just have this beautiful smile and amazing body that the camera loves!" "Really, I don't think so, my hair is ugly and my boobs are too big" "No way, your hair is what makes you unique and fascinating, and your boobs, well they are just simply perfect." She blushed and smiled shyly "Thanks, Michael" She said, it was the first time she'd said my name, and as she said it, she looked at me with those amazing green eyes and I almost blew my load. I was doing well as it was to hide my growing hard on, and not wanting to rush things I changed the subject and we got to talking about her family and her life back home. A while later, I mentioned to her parents the beautiful views to be had from a spot on the beach just a short walk around the lake from my cabin, and they took the bait and went off for a walk, they asked Tegan if she wanted to go but she said she'd prefer to stay and chat with me if that was alright, her mum smiled and said of course. I was just about to broach the subject of photographing her again, when she beat me to it, "So you really think I'd make an good model?" "I really mean it, Tegan, you have so much going for you, maybe I could convince you if I took a few shots of you?" "Now, you mean? I'm not wearing my make up and I'm sweating in this heat!" "Well in my opinion the sweat dripping down your neck and into that amazing cleavage would make a very sexy photo, Tegan." She blushed again and gave me those eyes with that smile again, I really had to see her in less clothing. I took a few photos of her like that, got some great angles, and the last light coming in off the lake through the open doors made it a really classy and sexy photo. I showed her and said, "See, hot hey?" "Yeah, actually, I look good!" She said and laughed "But you are right, to get a really good range, I'd have to take a few photos of you in different outfits, to show you how amazing you are." Now that she'd seen how good she looked with the right lighting, the right angle and a good camera, she seemed more confident. "I'd love to do that! I don't think my parents would appreciate though! Haha! They like you but probably not that much, we only just met you" She laughed "You're probably right," I sighed "Well for what it's worth I would love to take those photo's you are really beautiful" "Thanks, maybe we could work something out" She said with a hint of a cheeky smile. My dick got hard almost immediately with the thought of how close I was to getting alone with that slamming body and my camera. "If you really want to do this Tegan, I'll tell you what, I've got an empty memory card in my camera bag, you come over with a few outfits you like, I'll take the shots, and when we're done you keep the memory card so there's nothing sleazy going on yeah?" I said this knowing full well that it was very sleazy what my motives were, just getting to take these photos would be orgasmic for me. "Oh I really want to Michael, I'll think about it, there'll be a way" She smiled and jumped up and kissed me on the cheek "You're really nice, Michael, thanks!" She got up and walked to the door as her parents came around the lake. They thanked me for a very nice night, and said we'd have to catch up again before they finished their holiday here. Tegan smiled and said thanks for dinner, and flashed me those eyes and that smile again, and followed her parents out the door. The next day I had my day off, there was no lakes cruise going out, so I relaxed and played around with my cameras, secretly hoping Tegan would come around. At about lunchtime, my wishes came true, and there was a knock at the door, I practically ran to the front door, "Tegan, hey" I almost stuttered, she was looking as good as ever, wearing short white shorts and a grey singlet top, and her long, red hair was hanging out as usual. Underneath the grey top was a push up bra that looked a size too small, I could see enough of it to know it was blue with a red lace trim around the cups. She smiled at me, those green eyes lit up and she said, "My parents have gone off on another touristy thing, I told them I'd rather stay and sunbake and swim in the lake, so are you still up for that photo shoot?" "Definitely, you look great!" She had put on make up like she promised, and it served to accentuate her beautiful face, giving the impression that those innocent green eyes had a dirty side to them, but maintained the innocence. She came in through the door and kissed me on the cheek again, giggled then took her shoulder bag off and started pulling out some outfits. "I brought this nice dress" she said pulling out a beautiful, long flowing black silk dress, "And I thought we could do some casual shots as well, with these clothes I've got on, and I brought my bikini too, my parents think I'm swimming today anyway, so we might as well take some shots of that as well" She giggled and pulled out a skimpy yellow bikini top and bottom. I offered her a drink, which she took and sat down sipping at and looking around, she asked "Where do we start?" "Why don't we get that classy dress of yours on first, Tegan, I have a room I use for my shoots, so we can start in there and see what we come up with" She agreed and after finishing her drink, went to check out the room. I had begun to formulate a plan, now that I had seen what clothes she had brought along I had an order I could use, I reckoned I could get her to show me that body in more detail. I already knew I would see her in that bikini, but I knew I could get her to go further, I just had to play it right. "You can get changed in my room if you like, I'll set up in here" I said pointing towards my room which was next to the modeling room "Thanks Michael, I'll be back in a sec" She flashed me the eyes and the smile again, and I grinned back at her. As tempted as I was to follow her into that room and take her on the bed, I knew I had to play this cool, I was surprised I had gotten this far at all. She came back in dressed in the long black dress, it had a plunging neckline that showed off her nice DD cleavage again, and it was clear that the bra was no longer on her, indeed, when I looked over her shoulder into my room, I could see it lying on my bed, I got a little excited by that sight. "Wow" was all I could say. She had done up that bright red hair into a complex little bun, and the length of it caused some of it to cascade down the side of her face and onto the straps of her dress. "You like?" She asked "Very much so!" I replied snapping a few shots of her as she walked towards the blank wall I used as my backdrop. I adjusted the lighting in the room to suit her hair, dress and the shots I wanted, and started snapping away, trying to get the best angles and poses out of her. She simply looked stunning, I would love to have taken her to a fancy club in that dress, then taken her home and left the dress on the floor all night of course. "When we're done with these photos you could easily send them to a modeling agency as your portfolio, you'd be amazing as a model you know" I said this with the greatest sincerity, I really meant it, I'm sure it wouldn't just be me to find her beauty overwhelming, but I was going to be the first to get a piece of it. "Wow, thanks Michael, I might do that when I get home, I'd never thought about that as an idea before, but these photos are making me think I could do it, thanks heaps!" "I mean it, you could do it" She smiled at me, then came over to look at the photos I had taken. She was impressed with how they had turned out, she looked a million bucks and she knew it. "What next Michael?" She asked excitedly. I had my plan in place still, so I put the next piece of my it into action. "Well how about the casual look next, put on what you were wearing when you got here and take that hair out, it is very beautiful like that, but it's hardly casual" "Great!" She said and ran back off to my room. This time she left the door of my bedroom open a bit, and as I packed up my tripod I could see her slide the dress of her shoulders and it cascaded down her back and onto the floor. The sight I got then nearly stopped my heart, she was wearing a blue g-string with red lace around the top, a matching pair to the bra I would say, and her back was completely naked. I looked all the way up her legs onto her beautiful, round ass, up her back with her long red hair flowing down her head. It was this sight I wanted to keep in my head for a long time. She then moved out of my eyesight and I continued to pack up my camera and moved into the lounge. I'm not sure if she'd left the door of the bedroom open on purpose and put on that show for me, but she had a cheeky grin on her face as she came out dressed in the casual outfit. Like she knew what she'd done to me, like she knew she'd stirred a monster in my pants. But being the professional I was, I didn't let it show on my face and I got my pants monster under control as I asked her what she wanted to do for the next shoot. Plenty of models had turned me on before, and I'd had sex with plenty of them too, but something about Tegan stirred me in a different way, with these photos I was capturing an essence of a very natural and innocent beauty, and I was now hoping very much I could get more of a taste of what I got from the crack in my bedroom door. I set her up in my living area on the couch that backed onto my lake frontage, and took some cool and casual shots there. She was very keen to show off that ample cleavage in her tight singlet top to the camera, and I took full advantage of that. I got some great shots in the early afternoon light coming off the lake, but after a while the glare from the sun off the water got too bright for the camera, and it became hard to get any good shots of her. "Where would you like to go next?" I asked. With this question I hoped to set up the next phase of my plan. You see; my house is very modest, it has lovely lake frontage but is not that big, it has the living area backing onto the lake, with the kitchen off to one side of the living area. But other than that, it only has the bathroom on the other side of the living area and the room that we had taken the first lot of shots in. Other than that, there was only my bedroom, which had my bed, a window and that was all. My bed had been made that morning on purpose in pristine white sheets in the hope that she would come over, and see how nice and inviting the bed looked. It was with this question that I hoped would make her come up with the next location herself, as then she would not be suspicious of my motives, despite the fact I had set it up so that there were little other options; the kitchen and bathroom were hardly photogenic, and it was too bright outside and in the living area at this stage for any good photos there. Like a carefully prepared trap, it worked; "We could get some shots in your bedroom, it faces the other way so the light should be right, and I like the look of that bed" She said innocently, and I hid my grin well. "Sure, sounds great." When we got into the bedroom, I went over to the curtains and drew the blinds 3/4 of the way, so that the light was just right for a bedroom shoot. As I was doing this, Tegan shut the door behind us, and jumped on the bed giggling, lying on her stomach, facing me with her elbows on the bed, and her fists tucked under her chin, she gave me a great angle, and I got an epic shot, I looked at it and wolf whistled, she giggled, "Show me!" "No way missy, too sexy for your eyes!" "Naw, c'mon, show me!" "Oh ok, if you insist" I jumped on the bed beside her and showed her the picture. I had gotten her perfectly framed by the white sheeted bed, and her bare legs were kicked up behind her, the shorts were too short to be in the picture, and her DD cleavage was hanging at the perfect angle, showing all of it in its glory with the lace of her bra showing just enough above the line of her tight grey top. Her bright red hair had caught the light at just the right angle and it shone bright like a star, and the piece de ristance of the photo was that her mouth was hanging open in mid sentence, and caused a sexy as hell pout that stirred my loins yet again. "Ooooh that IS hot Michael" "You look damn fine right there Tegan" "Yeah that's my favorite so far, I look sexy as!" "You really do look sexy! Got a few more poses like that for me?" "Oh I don't think I could top that," She'd set me up perfectly for what I wanted to come next "Well there is only one way you could top that, young lady" I said half jokingly, "Really? I don't think it's possible Michael" She laughed "Unless..." She said hanging it out there, flashing that now famous cheeky grin. "Unless of course there is less clothing involved" I finished for her, with my heart in my mouth, hoping she went for it. She stopped to think about it and then smiled, "Why not, sounds like fun, and I'm feeling really sexy right now thanks to you and that camera Michael." She looked at me and knelt upright on the white sheets and crossed her arms, peeled off her top, I took rapid shots at that point, half expecting her to change her mind, and photos of someone stripping is very hot. After she removed her top her breasts bounced around in her tight push up bra. "Wow..." was all I could manage. I snapped a few photos, but could no longer stop my erection from finally happening for real, professionalism be damned. She didn't notice and kept posing for me, before stopping to have a look at what I had gotten of her amazing body so far. She leant in close to me, and her amazing tits rubbed up against my arms, causing my blood to race. I was like a giddy schoolboy again, there was just something about her. I had got this far, I must see her completely au natural I thought to myself. We took some more shots on the bed, from different angles with different poses, and she came over again to look at what we had gotten. "Told you I could get sexier Michael" She grinned that cheeky grin again, and I stepped back from the bed, and snapped a shot of her from the waist up, in just a bra and flashing that amazing smile, with her beautiful hair framing her face. I looked at that last photo in awe. No matter what I ever did with a camera in my life, it would never be as good as this, I thought to myself. She laughed in surprise after I took the shot and I got back on track to plan the next move. "Then I don't think you could get sexier in a photo anymore than this, I think the camera is about to explode!" She laughed and took up the challenge. "All right then mister, sexier it is, and lay down on her back, hoisted her legs in the air and pulled off her shorts, revealing the g-string I had seen earlier in the crack of the bedroom door. She grinned seductively and I snapped that, "OK, I stand corrected, sexier, and sexier still!" I said after a few more shots of that ass in a g-string and those beautiful tits bursting out of her bra. At this time I reminded her that I was not keeping these photos for myself, so that when I suggested the full monty she hopefully wouldn't object. "Your computer will not know what's hit it when you put these on, and I hope the guy that develops your photos at the pharmacy doesn't blow his load when he sees these" I said in jest, and she laughed some more giving some great shots of her face lit up with a smile. All this posing and moving around on the bed, had caused the blankets to be very messed up, just as I expected, and so it was with this that I played my next move. "Why don't you jump under the covers, we'll get some sexy bedroom eyes shots" The Photo Shoot "OK!" She didn't hesitate to jump under the cover, and show me those eyes, I was very impressed, and even more turned on. "You want to take that next step?" I asked after a minute or so "Completely up to you, I don't mind if you want to draw the line there, but we could get some very nice topless ones of you, you can use the blanket and your hands to cover up of course." She hesitated, "All right, but no nipples," She grinned "Of course, and remember I'm giving you the memory card, so you can delete whatever photos you don't want, ok?" "Yeah, of course, thanks! But no camera for a second ok?" I respectfully stowed my camera away and even turned around as she reached around her back to unhook her bra. "Oh don't be silly, you can look, you're going to see them probably anyway, just no camera yet!" She said with a giggle. Gratefully I turned back around and watched her slowly remove her bra from those spectacular tits. As she did this she fixed me with those green eyes and half smiled at me, making no attempt to cover herself as she did, she positioned her body face down on the bed so that her nipples were covered and said she was ready. I took a few snaps of her bare back with g-string covered ass, and of her mounds only covered by being pressed against the bed sheets. I got some lovely shots of her sitting up covering her tits only with her hands. Those big things sat perfectly in her hands as she cupped them to cover her nipples smiling for the camera. At one stage she reached her arms way up above her head stretching them out, which pushed her big, perky breasts out in front of her, it was a site to behold, those big beautiful breasts I just had to get a picture. I took the shot, but felt I should let her know. "Um, Tegan I know you said no photos with nipples, but I just had to get that shot" "Oh did you now?" She said with a knowing smile "Lets have a look then," She leaned over me, and her tits touched my leg as I sat on the bed next to her, I struggled to concentrate. "Not bad actually" She said smiling, obviously impressed, and confident that she was looking sexy, "Maybe you can get some more then." I smiled and kept on snapping. She got under the blankets again and although I thought she might have been getting ready for some more poses, she shuffled around and then from out under the blanket she slid her blue and red g-string and smiled at me. I was shocked, not expecting this, I took some cute bedroom shots and then asked if she wanted to sit up for some shots. She sat up and kicked off the blankets, all though she had her legs crossed, and was using her hands for coverage, I could see enough to know she was clean shaven down there. I was finally seeing what I had so desperately wanted to see when I first laid eyes on her, but there was one more photo I just had to get. I instructed her to sit on the edge of the bed, and cross her legs, put her arms straight down beside her, she then tilted her head down letting her hair fall over her face, framing it, looked at the camera, and I said: "You are truly beautiful, Tegan" She blushed and gave me that innocent, sexy, green eyed look, this time she gave it to me in all her natural naked beauty, her young, firm tits poking out, her milky skin bathed in natural light and her hair falling in red fiery cascades down her back and front. It was my greatest picture ever, and I didn't need the memory card to have it burned into my soul forever. "Should we get some bikini shots now Michael?" She asked, distracting me from my revery. She said it softly, confirming to me that in that moment of the photo, something beautiful but unspoken had passed between us. "Um, Sure, we sure should." So she grabbed her bag from the floor and slipped her yellow bikini on, and we went outside. I asked her when she had to be back for her parents, and she said they would not be back until after midnight, and they had given her money for pizza for dinner. I smiled at her, and she smiled back and then ran and jumped in the lake, as I took photos. I got shots of her in various poses all wet and shining in the light from the now setting sun. Without me having even to ask, she undid her bikini top and asked me to take some nice topless shots of her. I wasn't exactly going to say no. So I got some beautiful photos of her with the water dripping down her breasts, and the setting sunlight behind her. I put the camera down on the table, and just looked at her, "Gee you're sexy" She was standing waist deep in the cool waters of the lake, I could see the top of her bikini bottoms just out of the water, her breasts standing firm with her hands on her hips. Her wet red hair hung loosely down her back and over her shoulders. She was as sexy as any siren could be. She laughed at me ogling her and splashed me. "Come on in then, if you're finished taking photos, it's so nice!" She didn't need to ask twice, I stripped off my top and got down to my briefs and ran and jumped in next to her, splashing her as I went, she squealed and splashed me back playfully. We mock wrestled and her bare tits were pressed against my chest, suddenly we stopped wrestling and stood still in that pose, I could feel her heart beating, she looked at me square, with her stunning green eyes boring into mine, then she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. We stood in that embrace for a few minutes, kissing passionately, I was running my hands all over her body, and she moaned feeling my hard on pressing against her lower abdomen. I broke the kiss and suggested we go inside for a hot shower, the sun had set during our embrace, so she smiled and allowed me to lead her by the hand into the house and into my big double shower. As I turned on the water, she slowly pulled down her bikini bottoms not taking her eyes off me, I knelt down in front of her and kissed her bare pussy softly. She moaned and grabbed my hair, I started kissing and tonguing her clit and fingering her pussy, she groaned in pleasure but then pulled me up and we stepped into the shower. She pulled off my briefs over my rock hard cock, and knelt on the shower floor and started sucking, the water from the shower running down my body and causing slurping noises as she took my whole length in my mouth and sucked up and down. Tegan got up from my cock, licked her lips and looked me in the eye as she raised one leg up slightly onto the wall of the shower, I took that as an invitation and placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy and slid it all the way in, she shuddered and I groaned. I began thrusting away and her tits bounced up and down with the motion, her eyes closed and her mouth open in pleasure as we fucked like crazy in the shower. Her moans got steadily louder as she built to a climax, soon she was orgasming, moaning louder and louder as I fucked her hard and fast, her whole body was shaking with the orgasm. She stopped thrusting and slumped on me with my cock still rock hard inside her, opened her eyes and looked at me with a hunger I had seen in some of my photos. "Fuck me on the bed Michael" she growled. We stepped out of the shower and not even bothering to dry off, I carried her into the bedroom and threw her on the bed. Her naked, wet body and flaming red hair looked amazing on my bed, I almost wanted to run to get my camera but I had other things to attend to. I climbed on top of her and put my cock inside her again. I still had not come, and the break from shower to bedroom had given my cock a chance to refresh and go another round. I plunged inside her again and again and she began to moan once more, her second orgasm building. Then she pushed me off her and onto my back and began riding me, another sight I could get used to: I was flat on my back and I could watch Tegan's shaved pussy sliding up and down on my cock, her big tits moving with the same up and down motion and her read hair flying everywhere. We were both moaning as we approached climax, just before I was about to come, I pulled her off me and made to climb back on top for a final few thrusts so we could come together. Tegan had other ideas though, and as she got off she immediately got on all fours in front of me, looked around behind her and smiled. I wasn't exactly going to turn that down, so I slid into her from behind and she moaned with pleasure as my cock reached the end wall of her pussy. I grabbed a hold of her hips and thrust extra hard and she moaned even harder, I had an amazing view of her ass and back and I could see her tits hanging down from her chest, swinging forwards and back with the motion of our bodies as I pounded her from behind. I couldn't hold on any longer, the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her pussy, the view I had, and the sounds she was making took me over the edge and I released the load inside her that had been building up all day, just as Tegan also came with her whole body shaking and her pussy lips contracting and milking the last drops of come from my drained cock. We slumped on the bed together panting. It was a while before either of us spoke, Tegan rolled over and looked into my eyes "Wow" was all she could manage, still panting. "Wow" I replied laughing. We laughed together in bed for a while and I just lay there enjoying being next to such an beauty, Tegan's breasts were still rising and falling with her panting. She got up and grabbed her g-string bottom from the floor where it was discarded in the earlier photo shoot and slipped into it then left the room with a smile, I lay there for a while then got up, put my briefs on and went into the kitchen to make some dinner for us. She came out a short time later still just in her g-string and gave me that smile again. "That was amazing Michael, you make me feel so special, thank you" "Thank you Tegan, it was something else wasn't it," I said, still in awe of her beauty in that g-string, her breasts making me smile. I was still in shock about what had actually transpired over the last 24 hours, meeting this beautiful young woman and subsequently desiring to see her naked, and then magically getting to photograph her in her raw natural state, but I had got much, much more. That evening, we ate a simple dinner, and talked for ages, before starting round two on the couches in the living area, and finishing back in the bedroom. She eventually went back to her parents before midnight, with the promise that she would see me again soon before they left. The next day her parents popped around for a drink and to say thanks again for the other nights BBQ, she came in a couple of minutes after them, wearing a towel around her waist and that yellow bikini top again, her parents told me she's been swimming in the lake but wanted to come to see me to say goodbye, "I didn't get to wear the bikini for long enough yesterday, so I thought I should wear it some more today" she whispered to me as she passed me in the doorway. Apart from a passionate kiss snuck in the hallway, we couldn't really do anything that day, and soon it was time to say goodbye, with her parents there I shook her hand and gave her a grin, but after they'd gone I found her real goodbye; she had left her email address on a piece of paper on my pillow in my bedroom with her blue g-string next to it. I smiled at it and wondered how she had snuck that in, then realised, she had never actually taken her towel off from around her waist. Tegan and I have kept in contact ever since, the other day I opened my lap top to find an email from her, attached to which was my favorite photo from our shoot, I smiled as I looked at her amazing hair, beautiful smile and big tits once more, and noticed the simple message saying, "Can't wait for next summer" The Photo Shoot A photographer gets a special reward for helping a friend. * * * * * Click Here to listen. (34 min/mp3) * * * * * The Photo Shoot His story: She came highly recommended. A friend of a friend sort of referral. He checked out some of her photography online and was impressed by her work. She had a good eye. He needed some head shots for auditions and print work. He had gotten into acting late by most standards, but it came easily to him and he found his looks, charm and likeability were already opening doors for him. He called to set up a shoot and hoped she looked as nice as her voice suggested. He was immediately at ease and even had her laughing by the end of their conversation. He enjoyed talking to her and looked forward to seeing what she could produce. She had given him a list of things to bring; several outfits for different looks and given him an address where they should meet. He arrived on time to the old building in the industrial area of town. Her work vehicle was parked outside on the curb. The side of her black SUV read, "Photography 101". As he got out of his car, he heard a knock on one of the building's windows and looked up to see a woman waving him up to the second floor. He couldn't see her well with the reflections in the glass but threw his gym bag over his shoulder and headed in. The stairs were missing a door and he heard her banging around on the second floor so he made his way up. Her back was to him when he emerged from the stairway and he marveled at the space. It was an open warehouse with two walls of windows and wood floors. He took a moment to size her up from the back. She was tall with dark wavy hair. She wore jeans and a t-shirt and was busy fidgeting with one of her cameras. "Nice, huh?" she asked, still with her back to him. He smiled to himself as he responded, "Yes, quite nice," knowing what she meant and knowing what he meant. She turned around finally, made eye contact and shot him a big smile, he knew instantly it was her best feature and it lit up the room. She laughed a little and stuck out her hand. He grasped it firmly and was met with a firm hold by her as well. "I'm Angela." she told him. "Joseph." he responded. "Nice to meet you, Joseph." she told him and he could see in her eyes that she was studying him. The air felt charged and he knew that this would be a fun photo shoot. Her story: She didn't know what to expect from her new client but enjoyed their first conversation immensely. She loved to laugh and found that she met fewer and fewer people who could make her. She had photographed actors and models before and assumed he would be good looking, maybe arrogant. But this guy seemed really refreshing on the phone. He was charming and had a bedroom quality in his voice that interested her. She arrived early to set up for the shoot. It was a beautiful day and she found that she was a little excited. "Focus on your work." she reminded herself but couldn't help but await his arrival with a little eagerness. She heard his vehicle pull up right on time and waved him up from a window. It was hard to see him, her subject, so she just waited until he made it up to where she was. Her job, she took seriously and considered several places in the building where the light was good and the background colors were unobtrusive. She changed out the battery in one of her cameras to ensure there would be no interruptions to the session. She heard him walk up behind her and gave him a minute to look around. This space was amazing and she loved taking photos here. "Nice, huh?" she asked and she heard him reply with a funny tone, "Yes, quite nice." She turned around to see what she would be working with and gave him a hand shake as she introduced herself. His ice blue eyes twinkled with mischief and she couldn't help but smile from ear to ear. She was really going to enjoy photographing him. The usual barrage of questions followed; what are these photos for, what is your best feature, is there anything you don't like about your looks, and on and on. She knew his best features, crystal blue eyes, square jaw, dimples, before the words escaped his mouth but she let him talk. He looked so serious and focused when he answered her. His eyes were intense and grabbed hold of her, daring her to look away. She took more photos than usual because she liked his looks and wanted to impress him with some images that captured his spark, his spirit. He was experienced with looking at the camera and she loved seeing him through the lens. She moved in whenever possible to touch him when she needed him to move or change direction. His story: He couldn't help but notice that she touched him quite a bit. He wanted her to touch him and he liked how she took charge and gave her expert direction. She stood close to him, very close. He checked out the details when she wasn't looking. She was slim through the hips and legs and had nice round breasts. She wore her jeans and t-shirt tight enough to compliment her assets. He wondered what she tasted like. He could smell her hair and her skin...clean, nice. Again she moved in close to him. She knew what she was doing and it turned him on to have her in charge. He could tell that things were going well and wondered if she enjoyed every photo assignment as much as she seemed to be enjoying this one. She told him to change into his next outfit. He had brought a white tee, jeans and his motorcycle jacket. "Where should I change?" he asked her and he saw her think for a minute before responding. He wondered what she pondered in that moment. She pointed him in the direction of a curtain wall in the corner. Behind the curtain he started thinking about the possibilities with this girl but quickly changed his train of thought when he began to harden. "I can't go out there with a raging hard on." he thought to himself and started to bring his mind back to the photo shoot. Her story: "Jesus," she thought, "this can't be happening." She knew she was flirting, she knew he could see through her. She wanted this guy in the worst way. Her mind was racing with all the different things she would do to him and the things she wanted him to do to her. She loved being close to him, in his personal space. She admired his physique through his dress shirt and slacks and couldn't wait to see what he was wearing when he emerged from behind that curtain. She wasn't disappointed. God he was handsome. Slim, athletic and very much the all American boy but she sensed something darker simmering beneath the surface and it drove her crazy. It took all her will to remain calm and proceed with the shoot. She lost track of how many pictures she had taken. She wanted him from every angle. At one point she had him positioned in the northern light that came in through the wall of windows. He was a natural. Summoning every ounce of professionalism, she suggested he remove his jacket and then his t-shirt. He didn't make her explain. When his shirt came off, she noticed an incredible tattoo on his left shoulder that moved down his arm and over his neck. His skin was tanned and smooth and his torso, well muscled. He wasn't necessarily her type as she had always gone for guys that weren't typically handsome. But he was quickly becoming her type as he stood there in front of her. His jeans had started to rest lower on his hips and she tried to keep her eyes from noticeably wandering. She loved his smile and he smiled a lot. At times they would joke and he would erupt with a laugh that echoed off the walls. It was time to get some ¾ body shots so she decided to switch cameras. She told him to relax and take a break but he just stood there and crossed his arms, looking at her. Now she felt like the one who was being studied. When she turned back around he was still staring at her. His hair had fallen into his face and without thinking, she moved over and brushed it back with her fingers. His story: He could see that her face was flushed. Things were going well. She was working, yes, but there was something else. These photos would be amazing, he knew. She had a passion for photography but she had a passion for him too. He stopped to watch her switch cameras and some of his hair fell over his face. In a flash, she was there. She brushed his hair out of his face and he knew. He looked into her face as he grabbed her wrist. The look of shock on her face was perfect. "What are you doing?" he asked her. She froze and started to withdraw as she explained. "I...I'm sorry, I just thought...I...wanted the shot..." she looked embarrassed; that wasn't what he wanted. "I liked it." he said right before he pulled her wrist behind his back. She sort of fell into him but caught herself. Their story: Inches from his face, she stopped and looked into his eyes. The spark had changed to something else. A bolt of lighting shot up her back. She shifted her focus to his mouth. She wanted to taste his lips. She leaned in and kissed him, sort of softly at first and then with more intensity. He tasted good. His lips were soft but strong, he was a good kisser. Her free hand grasped his face and he opened his mouth a little, teasing her still. His tongue snaked into her mouth and the tip of it flicked her tongue. She almost dropped her camera. "Here, allow me." he told her as he took the camera out of her hand. But before he could put it on the floor, he turned it toward her and took a picture. "Oh no," she told him. "I'm happiest behind the camera." "You looked pretty happy behind that camera today." he told her. "Do you always enjoy your work this much?" he asked, already knowing the answer and making her blush. "Maybe." she challenged him but he could see though her lame attempt at being aloof. "Show me what you've got." he joked and then it was she who erupted into laughter. She squirmed but made her best model faces and puckered her lips for him. She was silly and he liked it. He snapped away with the camera and followed her as she inched her way back into one of the corners of the room. She backed into one of the walls and suddenly there was no where to go. He had cornered her. "Take your shirt off." he ordered, playfully. She paused and looked at him but then slowly took her t-shirt off over her head. She had a pink lace bra on underneath. Her breasts were full and her nipples were visible through the lace. "Yes, quite nice." he reiterated. The silliness was gone and she looked at him as she undid her jeans and pushed them to the floor. He enjoyed photographing the process. She wore a matching thong of pink lace and had slim hips and long toned legs. She stood there a bit uncomfortable so he figured he'd help by giving her something to do. From behind the lens he told her to turn around and undo her bra. She turned and he got a great shot of her round ass. His cock began to push insistently against his jeans but he ignored it for now. She made it more of a show than he was expecting. She unfastened her bra but kept it covering her breasts as she turned around to face him. She mashed her round breasts together and he imagined his cock sliding between them. She swiveled her hips a bit and posed for him...she'd been a dancer, he knew that now without asking. She dropped the bra finally but covered her breasts with her crossed arms. He took more photos and felt a tightening between his legs. "Pull your thong aside, and show me how you like to be touched." he ordered. She uncovered her breasts and slid her hands down her stomach. One hand pulled the lace to the side and revealed a neatly trimmed triangle right above her smooth pussy. With the other hand she slid a finger between her swollen labia. He got closer to get a better shot and through the lens he watched her stroke herself. Within moments he could see wetness on her fingers. Her eyes were closed and she moaned softly. "Squeeze your nipples while you play with your clit." he softly suggested. She pulled the thong off and stepped out of it. She leaned back against the wall and he watched her rubbing herself as her hand squeezed her own breast and pinch her nipple. The hand between her legs began moving a little faster and he noticed that she was playing a bit roughly with her nipple. He made a mental note that she didn't need to be handled like a china doll. "Taste yourself." he heard himself say and she opened her eyes to look at him as she brought her wet fingers to her lips. She sucked her finger, "Mmmm, delicious..." she purred. He had to taste her. He moved closer and kissed her mouth. He grabbed her hand with his and put it back between her legs. "My turn." he told her. She swirled her fingers in the growing wetness and brought them to his lips. He sucked her juices off her fingers and felt her mouth on his again. His chest pressed up against the heat of her body. He propped himself with one arm against the wall. Her hand returned to her pussy as he kissed her and she moaned in his mouth. His free hand traced up the side of her body to her soft breast. He cupped it in his hand and felt the weight of it. Her skin was on fire. He broke the kiss and he grabbed her hand and sucked her fingers again. She tasted amazing...sexy and sweet and he wanted more. He knelt down in front of her and looked up at her face. She braced herself against the wall and he smirked at her before bringing his face millimeters from her pussy. Her chest was heaving and he breathed her in. Her arousal was heavenly and he licked up at the hot sex in front of him. She moaned louder now. He pushed his face deeper into her and took a long slow taste. His cock was rock hard and he was eager for some release but he wanted to make her cum first, and he knew it wouldn't take long. He found her swollen clit and sucked on it lightly. She was squirming now and breathing heavy. He picked up her leg and hoisted it over his shoulder. He watched her face as he ate her pussy. Her mouth was open and she squeezed her own breasts. His tongue danced around her pleasure core. She tangled her fingers in his hair and began moving her hips against his mouth. He fucked her with his tongue; his nose rubbing against her clit at the same time. He squeezed her ass and buried his face in her soft wetness. Within seconds, she was cumming. She moaned her pleasure loudly and he loved the sound of it. He stood up and continued stroking her with his finger as he sucked the cries out of her mouth with his. He slid his finger inside her slit and felt her pussy spasm around it. She was so wet he couldn't believe it. Once her breathing began to return to normal he felt her hand rubbing him through his jeans. His hands were exploring her body. He flipped her around and pushed her up against the wall. "Arch your back to me." he instructed. She arched her back and he pressed up behind her. He reached around and grabbed her breasts and massaged them in his hands as he pushed his hips against her ass. His hands moved down to her hips and he dropped down to his knees again. He spread her legs apart slightly and licked her from front to back. He swirled his tongue around. He felt her pushing her hips back to him. "God, that feels amazing." she said in a breathy voice. "I want you inside me." she encouraged. "I want to feel you splitting me open..." her voice trailed off. He was ready to take the edge off his erection. He dropped his jeans and freed his hard cock, finally. He put his fingers between her legs and rubbed her wetness all around. He stepped up behind her and slid his rock hard member between her legs. "You are so hard." she remarked rather obviously. He grabbed the side of her face and turned her head so he could kiss her over her shoulder. He fucked her between her legs, his rock hardness stroking her pussy again. Her wetness was all the lubrication he needed to easily slip between her legs and ass cheeks. It felt good but he was ready to split her. He drew back and the head of his engorged cock found its target. He teased her with his head just penetrating the first couple of inches of her opening. It was she who took the reigns and pushed back onto him. "You want to fuck me?" he asked her. "Then fuck me." He watched her push back all the way onto him and then forward again. She slowly worked his cock while he stood there frozen and watched. Her hips moved in a sort of dance. He could see her pussy lips wrapped around him as she started to milk his shaft. "Oh, yeah..." he told her. "Work, me inside you." Her pace quickened and he felt himself getting close. He loved watching her slam back onto him and then rub and grind back on his hips. He noticed then that one of her hands was rubbing her clit while she fucked him. "Oh, my god, Joseph, I'm gonna cum on your cock..." He grabbed her tits again and really began to meet her thrusts with his hips. He held back long enough to feel her pussy tighten on his thick shaft. "I want to come all over your tits." he told her but wasn't sure if she'd heard him. He got to the point of no return and told her "I'm gonna cum..." and she quickly spun around and dropped to her knees in front of him. He grabbed the base of his cock and held it tightly as she pushed her breasts together for him, tilted her head back slightly and opened her mouth. "Fuck..." he thought in that moment, "Her mouth, her tits...yessssss!" He pumped his shaft and exploded onto her open mouth and lips the first time and aimed at her neck and tits for the remainder. Wave after wave of pleasure passed over him as he emptied his cock all over her. After he had cum, his cock remained semi erect. He sat down to catch his breath. She cleaned up a bit and sat next to him. "Amazing," she said, "but I don't think I satisfied you." "That's just because we are not finished." he told her. She smiled and pushed him back. "Close your eyes." she ordered. "But I want to watch..." he told her and she just smiled. She straddled his middle and began kissing him. She rubbed her breasts against him as she kissed down his neck to his chest and stomach. It was his turn to weave his fingers through her black tendrils. She took him into her mouth and started sucking. He pulled her mouth off him and she looked at him, "But I want it...I want to make you feel amazing." she coo-ed. "Then by all means..." he didn't even get the words out and her lips were around him. She quickly had him hard again. Usually it took him a little longer to recover but today was different. "Turn that body around." he told her. She never took him out of her mouth as she maneuvered around to straddle his face. From this angle, the curve of his cock was such that it slid down her throat easily and she took him deep...as deep as she could. Her pussy was right over his face and he smelled their sex mingled there. He licked up at her beautiful pussy. His hands grabbed her hips and pulled her down on his tongue. She moaned around his cock and the vibrations felt amazing. Hungrily she sucked him. He flicked his tongue on her clit and she shivered. Feeling her mouth on him while he licked and tasted her pussy had him really turned on again. Her hand stroked him and she licked him down his balls and to his ass. She bobbed her head up and down on his shaft, faster and faster. His eating her was driving her on and she hungered for him all over again. "I want to ride you." she told him as she was already positioning herself over his torso. Her skin glistened with a light coating of sweat and she kissed him before slowly sliding down onto him. He watched her ride him for a while and enjoyed the show; her tits bounced and her muscles flexed. He grabbed her hips every now and again to grind her onto him a little. She'd lean forward and he'd squeeze her breasts in his strong hands. She licked his thumb and positioned it at her clit. She leaned back and rode him harder while his thumb circled her pleasure button. At one point she was almost bucking her hips on him and he could tell she was getting close again, hell, he was getting close again. He sat up so she could rub her clit against his stomach. He could tell that the mild mannered gal he met an hour earlier was gone. He had flipped a switch in her and she wouldn't stop until she had gotten her fill; which was fine with him. There were lots of things he wanted to do with her and he could tell she would deny him nothing. The Photo Shoot He was ready to cum and pushed her back onto the floor. He spread her legs wide and pushed her knees up to her shoulders. Those long legs were tons of fun. He positioned the head of his glistening cock at the entrance to her pussy. Then he grabbed it with his hand and started rubbing her clit with his bulbous head. She squeezed her nipples and moaned. "That feels so good!" she told him, "You've got me so turned on again!" He stroked her this way then plunged into her pussy. He could watch it splitting her. He put his hands on her knees and worked his hips front and back to fuck her with every inch of him. She was wet again and he slid into her easily. He pulled his cock out and rubbed the head of it at her tight little pink asshole. Her moan encouraged him and he pressed against it. He was slick from her juices but took it slowly to allow her time to adjust to the thickness of him. He was ready to ram it inside her but held back. He heard her whimper a bit from the pain but when he stopped she told him "No, don't stop..." He pushed deeper each thrust and soon was all the way inside her. "Oh, fuck, that feels so good!" she told him and he felt his balls tightening in anticipation of what was to sure to be an earth shattering orgasm. He built up speed and was making long deliberate thrusts into her tight ass. He leaned forward to suck her nipples and bury his face in her soft, hot breasts. He felt her nails on his back and she pulled him even deeper into her. "You're gonna make me cum, baby." she told him breathlessly. His hips slammed into her and soon they were moving together in a violent dance. He felt his next orgasm build from deep within him and he knew it would be a deluge of cum. Her breathing and moaning sounded so good in his ear and they were sweating and moving into each other. When she cried out and began to shudder around him, he exploded deep inside her. He could hear her pleasure echoing off the walls of the warehouse and he didn't stop until he emptied every drop into her. He collapsed on top of her and felt her breathing under him. His head was spinning and he felt so relaxed. She played with his hair and stroked his back as she came back to the present. Never had she met someone with whom she felt so turned on and yet so comfortable. It had been the sweetest afternoon and she hoped that it wasn't the end of their encounter. The Photo Shoot It was a late warm summer's day and I was making my way to Lisa's studio. We made it a weekly event to meet up after work and go for food and a chat. We had been friends for over 20 years when Lisa married my oldest school friend. Unfortunately, he passed away a few months ago, and so began our little ritual. It was never a fancy restaurant, never fine dining or the likes. Just the two of us, some good food, and some great catch up's. It was great to be with each other, especially after I had had a messy divorce a year ago. We kept our spirits high, we laughed and cried, we hugged and we ate well. Lisa was the best friend a guy could ever wish to have. This late warm summer's day though was a little different. We had made our normal plans to meet up, but Lisa sent me a text to say she had a last minute client and would be late. I never minded waiting for Lisa, but I just decided to swing by her studio and wait for her to finish before we went out. As I arrived at Lisa's place, Amanda was just about to lock the door and head off for the night. Amanda had been with Lisa from the off, they were best of friends in school and just always had been together. I snuck up behind Amanda and playfully slapped her ass, she shrieked out and spun round and gave me a swift but playful slap on my face. "I could kill you on times Chris," she said while laughing. I just grinned and hugged her tight and said "Yeah? But who would you have to slap then". Amanda and I hugged and laughed, before she kissed my cheek softly and broke free from my arms. "Lisa is setting up for the shoot," Amanda said as she pulled the door open and ushered me inside. "You know where everything is Chris, just don't disturb Lisa or we will both be dead". I giggled and waved a hand above my head "Night loser" I called out as Amanda shut and locked the door, laughing in the process. I made my way over to the coffee machine and poured out two mugs, and then I walked through to the back of the office and into the well light studio. "Hiya my gorgeous little honey bee," I said as I put the coffee mugs down behind Lisa. Lisa spun round and started to remonstrate with me "Fuck Chris" she said, "I am just about to do a shoot and you know you can't be in here with me, client confidentiality" she snapped out. I was just about to answer when the *Subject* for the photo shoot made her way out of the change room. My mouth fell open as I watched this gorgeous girl of about 23 or 24 walk towards us. Lisa punched my arm and said, "Stop staring". I could not help it. Walking towards us was a girl of about 5'8" wrapped in a silk dressing gown, she had long shoulder length blonde hair, the softest blue eyes I had ever seen, and a wiggle that made me shiver. I was brought back to reality as I felt a stinging punch to my shoulder and Lisa telling me to "Get the fuck out as I have to start the photo shoot". I looked at Lisa and struggled to hear her words. Lisa was just about to have at it again and then she spoke, the girl giggled a little and said "its okay Lisa, you know they are just pictures for my boyfriend back home, nothing risqué". Lisa looked at the girl and was about to say something, when I slapped her ass hard and said "Yeah Lisa, it's not like she is going to be getting naked and throwing herself at me now". As I said that, I looked at you and winked, causing you to blush a deep red and giggle softly. Lisa looked confused at your request, then turned to me and pointed at the stool beside her tripod "Sit there Chris, one false move and I will strip you, hog tie you, take your picture and make a big 20 foot poster and plaster it all over this bloody town". I looked at Lisa and then at you and winked "you have been promising to do that to me for years" I said, "but you have always chickened out at the last minute Lisa". This caused you to laugh aloud and wink back at me. "Lisa" you said in a soft American accent, I will hold him and you can tie him if he moves an inch. Okay?" Lisa looked stunned at you, then turned to me and pointed at the stool "Sit you little shit" she said to me, "One false move Chris and you are dead" she finished. I started to laugh and then you said "Yeah Chris, sit there" pointing at the stool, "and if you make a move, just make sure it's not a false one, okay"? I laughed hard and took position on the stool beside Lisa. You walked away from us and stopped by the bed that Lisa had set up in the room. I moved a little to the side to get a better view of you as you turned and gave me a cheeky little grin. "Okay Helen" Lisa said, "We will just start off with a few pictures of you in that silk gown to just get the lighting right, okay?" You nodded and smiled, and stood still while Lisa got some pictures of you. I was watching you intently as you made small little movements while Lisa snapped away. "That's perfect Helen, your boyfriend will love these classy sexy pictures of you," Lisa said. After 5 minutes, Lisa spoke up "Okay Helen, the lighting is right, you look absolutely great. Do you want to continue with what we had planned?" You looked a little nervous and then glanced over to where I was sat. "Umm, I think I am ready Lisa" you said. Lisa looked at me and then back at you and said "are you sure you don't want me to get rid of Chris before we carry on?" You shook your head and giggled a little as your cheeks flushed slightly, "It's okay Lisa, I am sure Chris will be the perfect gentleman" you said, and then untied the belt on the gown, shrugged your shoulders and let it fall away and to the floor. My eyes went wide as I saw you shrug off the gown. Underneath you had platform shoes, black stockings, black lace panties, and a black lace bra on. I made an audible gasp and shivered slightly as I looked you up and down, this brought a smile to your face and you gave me a cheeky little wink. Lisa then asked you to move about a little while she started snapping some more pictures to get the lighting reset for your new outfit. I sat and watched you transfixed, I could not believe I was seeing you move about in such sexy lingerie. Lisa continued the photo shoot, getting you to lay on the bed on your tummy first. This gave me a fantastic view of your cleavage and I smiled in appreciation. Lisa then had you move again and made you lay on your side facing us. This made you blush a little as you realised I was watching your every move. Lisa then asked you to lay on your back, then arch up a little and look sexily in to the camera. I shifted a little on the stool as my mind started to race, I was wishing that I was taking the pictures of you, and it was just the two of us in the studio. Lisa mad me jump as she brought my out of my trance like state, "Okay Helen, I shall get these put on disk for you, if you want to get dressed I shall be about 5 minutes while I down load them" Lisa said. You moved a little on the bed and spoke in a very soft and quiet voice, "Lisa" you said. Lisa stopped and looked over at you. "Can we do some of the other pictures we discussed earlier on please?" you said. Lisa turned and looked at me and then back to you, as she was about to speak you just nodded your head, "its okay, Chris can stay and watch too, I don't mind" you said. Lisa seemed to be at odds with your request, but then I saw her shoulders drop slightly and she nodded her head "Okay Helen, you are my client and I have to do what you ask" Lisa replied. This made you smile like a kid that had just been caught stealing candy. However, you moved again and winked at me. Lisa moved away from her camera and went out of the studio for a moment before returning with a box and placing it behind the bed. "There are items in there if you would like to umm, if you still want to use them, okay," Lisa said to you. You just smiled and nodded your head, then looked at me and smiled softly. Lisa returned behind the camera, took a big deep breath and then said, "Okay Helen, you do what comes natural. I shall just keep taking pictures until you have had enough, alright?" You nodded your head and smiled "Thank you Lisa, this means a lot to me, and it will mean a lot to my boyfriend as well," you said. You repositioned yourself and sat up a little, and then you reached round behind yourself and unfastened your bra. You looked directly at me, smiled and then let your bra fall free exposing your beautiful breasts. I gasped a little, you giggled, and your cheeks flushed slightly. Then you moved your hands down to your panties and you stood up, my eyes went wide as you hooked your thumbs in the waist band and slowly, ever so slowly slid them past your hips and down and off, kicking them aside as you did. My heart started to race, I could feel my cock start to swell in my jeans and I squirmed a little to try to get comfortable. All the time Lisa was snapping away as you did every little movement. You reached behind the bed and rummaged around in the box, and then I heard you squeal a little with delight and turn back to face us. You had brought out a dildo, my eyes widened and you settled back on the bed. You moved a hand to your left breast and started to gently caress it; all the while, you looked at me. You close your eyes and then you moved the dildo between your breasts and started to slide it back and forth slowly. My mind was spinning out of control as lust washed over me, I could not believe what I was seeing. You moved your hand from your breast and smoothed it down over the flat of your tummy, and then stopped as it came in contact with your mons. You sighed and then moved your hand lower and started to run your fingers up and down your pussy. I heard you catch your breath as you continued to slide the dildo between your gorgeous breasts. Then you opened your eyes, looked straight at me and dipped a finger in to your glistening pussy. This caused you moan softly and you moved the dildo up and placed the tip between your parted lips. You started to work your finger slowly in and out of your pussy and you close your eyes as you gently sucked on the fake cock, all the while I could barely hear the faint click's of Lisa's camera. I do not know what came over me, but I undid my jeans and slid them down a little, then pulled at my boxers and moved them down a little too. My hard cock sprang free and I wrapped my hand tightly around it and started working it slowly. I made a small groan as I could feel the pre cum forming on the tip of my cock. You opened your eyes languidly and looked over at me, then you gasped and your eyes widened as you watched me stroke my cock. I watched as you started to work your finger a little quicker in your pussy, and your eyes started to glaze over. I got up out of my seat and my jeans and boxers fell to the floor, I had to have you, I just did not care. I moved past Lisa and to the side of the bed and watched you as you worked your finger in your pussy and sucked the fake cock. I looked down at you and smiled "would you like a real cock to suck on Helen?" I asked you. Lisa screamed behind me, "Chris, get the fuck away from Helen for fucks sake you will ruin me". I did not care; I just looked down at you in all your naked glory. You looked up at me and watched my hand slide along my cock, and then you took your fingers from your pussy and moved the dildo from your mouth. "Come here" you said to me, and you moved the fake cock down and slid it in to your slick pussy. I stepped forward and you moved your hand to my hard cock, you looked up at me, smiled, then leaned forward, and engulfed my cock with your warm mouth. My head tilted backwards as I felt you take my cock to the back of your throat. It took me a moment and then I lifted my head, watched you start to fuck your pussy with the dildo, and moved your lips back and forth along my rock hard cock. I was lost in the moment, but then felt a presence beside us. Lisa had taken the camera off the tripod and was taking pictures of you while you sucked my cock deep in to your mouth. I could feel my stomach start to tighten, my balls lifted slightly, and my cock swelled in your mouth. You sensed I was getting close to Cumming and you started sucking my cock a little faster. You started working the cock a little quicker in your pussy, as Lisa seemed to sense my impending orgasm. "Pull it out and let me take pictures as you cum in her mouth Chris," Lisa said. You moved your hand and mouth quicker on my cock and I started to growl. "Fuck Helen" I said, "I am going to cum any minute now". This spurred you on, you moved your mouth back to the tip of my cock, and your hand stroked me faster as your tongue flicked the head. "Fuck I am Cumming," I yelled out, and you moved my cock from your mouth and pulled back hard. My knees buckled slightly as the first rope of my thick cum shot out and in to your open mouth. Lisa groaned as she snapped continually, as your hand pumped my cock again and I shot a second, followed by a third rope of cum in to your open mouth. You let go of my cock, moved forward, and closed your lips around me. You bobbed your head back and forth and sucked hard as another rope of cum shot straight down the back of your throat. You held still and swallowed hard, then you softly sucked the last of the cum from me and looked up at me with your soft blue eyes. I fought for breath and smiled down at you, I mouthed a thank you and you winked and gave my cock one last long suck before letting it fall from your lips. I shivered and sucked hard to get air in to my lungs, to try to stop my head from spinning. I heard Lisa beside us groan as she fumbled to change the memory card on her camera. I looked at you then dropped to my knees, I reached out my hand and removed yours that held the dildo buried deep in your pussy. I took hold of the fake cock and slowly pumped it back and forth a few times, causing your head to loll back as you gasped aloud. Then I pulled the dildo from you, brought it to my lips and sucked your pussy juice from it. Again, I heard Lisa groan and take pictures of me cleaning the fake cock. I moved closer and placed small soft kisses on your inner thighs, which caused you to softly moan and fall back on the bed. I giggled at you and then moved my mouth and kissed your soaking wet pussy. I could hear you take a sharp breath, and then I pushed my tongue between your pussy lips and buried it deep inside you. Your hands gripped the bed sheet as you groaned and writhed beneath me. I started tongue fucking your pussy slowly, as I moved a free hand up and fund your clit with my thumb. This caused you to tighten your grip on the bed sheets and growl a little, which made me giggle a little. I started to work your clit in small circles as I continued to tongue your pussy. You were squirming beneath me as I continued my assault. I moved my other hand up and slid a finger in to your pussy to join my tongue. Your hands flew to the back of my head and pulled me harder against your pussy. I slipped a second finger in to you, then turned my hand palm up and crooked my fingers and moved them around until I felt the rough spongy g-spot on your front wall. Your hands started pulling harder at my hair as I rubbed your g-spot a little quicker and I continued to wiggle my tongue in your pussy. You started to buck beneath me and I knew your orgasm was fast approaching. I moved my thumb from your clit and replaced it with my lips. You screamed out in pleasure as my teeth bit gently around your clit. "Fuck Chris, I am going to cum now," you said. I flicked your clit with the tip of my tongue as I slipped a third finger in to your pussy. I started working my fingers quicker and then your hips rose off the bed and you screamed out "Fuck I am Cumming". I moved my mouth back to your pussy and pulled my fingers out quickly. I drove my tongue deep in to you just as your cum flooded my mouth. You bucked and writhed beneath me as I wiggled my tongue deep in your pussy and swallowed hard to get all of your cum. I held still and kept my tongue inside your pussy as your convulsions slowed down. Your hands went to your head and you ran your fingers through your hair "Fuck Chris" you said, "you have a fucking talented tongue on you boy". I giggled against your pussy, before backing my tongue out of you and giving your pussy lips a long languid lick before placing a few small kisses against it. I pushed myself up so my hips were level with the bed and in line with your pussy. You raised yourself up on your elbows and looked down at me. "Fuck Chris, are you ready to go again with that gorgeous cock of yours" you said. I just smiled and moved my hips forward and ran my hard cock along the length of your soaking wet pussy. "I am if you are Helen" I said, you just fell back on the bed laughing "Oh my good fucking god" you said, as you felt me press the tip of my cock against your clit. I held my cock in my hand and slowly ran it down from your clit to just above your ass, and then back up again. I did this four or five times as you moved your hips towards me. "You're a fucking bastard Chris" you said, "You're a fucking mean bastard of a tea..." I cut you dead as I slid my hard cock in to your slick pussy, causing you to gasp and moan deeply. "That's what I want you fucking tease" you said, "Fuck my pussy Chris, fill me up with the delicious cock of yours". I moved my hands to your hips and drove my cock ever so slowly into your warm wet pussy. I watched as you bit your bottom lip and tossed your head from side to side. "Will you stop fucking teasing me you mean bastard" you said again. This caused Lisa and I to both giggle. I held your hips firmly as I felt my cock come to a stop deep inside your pussy. "Is this what you want Helen? Do you want me to fuck your pussy with my cock? Are you sure you don't mind." I stopped and started to fuck your pussy slowly. Your hands gripped the bed sheet again and I could see them balling up as I started to fuck you slowly. I pulled my cock all the way back until only the tip was in your pussy, then I drove forward hard and fast causing you to scream aloud. "Oh fuck me Chris" you said "Fuck me and make me cum all over your hard, gorgeous cock. Shoot your cum deep inside my pussy," you moaned out. I held on to your hips and started to fuck your pussy a little quicker, pulling back until I almost left you, then driving it in hard and deep, causing you to shudder. I started to build up a rhythm and then I leaned forward and closed my mouth over your left nipple. You squealed with delight and started moving your hips to meet every forward thrust. We started fucking each other harder as I gently sucked and bit your nipple. You were squirming beneath me as I drove my cock hard and deep in to you. Then I moved a hand from your hip, slid it between us, and found your clit with my thumb. You pushed your hips high trying to get my cock as deep in your pussy as possible. You arched your back and started panting hard "Fuck me Chris, give me your cum, flood my pussy with your juice and let me cum on your cock" you said. This sent me closer and I felt my cock swell in your pussy, as the pit of my stomach knotted and my balls tightened. "Fuck Helen" I grunted, "I'm going to fucking cum" I said. You writhed beneath me and I bit your nipple hard. I pressed my thumb on your clit and drove my cock deep in to your pussy. We both growled and I started shooting my cum deep in to your pussy. This sent you over the edge and you gripped the bed sheet and screamed out. "I'm Cumming Chris" you said, "I'm fucking Cumming again". I started to fuck your pussy as I felt a third, followed by a forth rope of cum go deep in to your pussy. You ground yourself against me, you shook hard as your orgasm crashed over you, and you continued Cumming on my cock. I collapsed on top of you as the last of my cum dribbled from my cock. I felt your pussy muscles clamp on my cock and milk every last little bit of cum from me. You opened your eyes and looked and me smiling, I smiled down at you and then lowered my head and kissed you deeply. We stayed kissing each other for a few minutes as I felt my cock soften inside you. Then I moved back and pulled out of you. We were both fighting to control our breathing, trying to get as much air in to our lungs to stop our heads spinning. I looked to the side at Lisa and she grinned at us. "I have some of the best fucking pictures I have ever taken in my life," she said. The Photo Shoot All three of us started to laugh, and then Helen said, "I guess I can't send all of those back home to my boyfriend now, can I"? We all laughed again and then I got up and offered my hand to Helen. I pulled you up from the bed and then wrapped my arms around you and kissed you deeply. We held together for a beat and then parted. "Helen" Lisa said "There's a shower in the changing room, go freshen up and I will sort out these pictures for you, okay"? Helen nodded and then went over to shower. After 10 minutes, Helen came out and I hopped in and showered myself clean, then I dressed and joined Helen and Lisa at the pc while they sorted out the pictures. Helen reached for her purse, but I shook my head and said, "I will sort that out with Lisa later, okay"? You nodded your head, gathered up your stuff, gave me a kiss on the cheek, you kissed Lisa on the cheek and then left the studio. Lisa and I cleaned up the set and turned off the lights and left. Lisa hooked her arm through mine and we walked along laughing and chatting about what just happened. "What shall we have to eat Lisa?" I asked. Lisa looked at me and thought for a moment, then said, "Chinese Chris, and you are paying and I want good wine tonight, not that cheap assed shit you normally buy us". I laughed and kissed her cheek as we headed to our favourite restaurant. The Photo Shoot Jamie's parents were gone for the weekend and I had taken the weekend off work to join her at her house for the occasion. It was our sophomore year in college and we went to different schools but met through a mutual friend and hit it off. We started dating and had been together for a few months now. Jamie lived at home to save money which was smart but made it awkward to visit her. So when her parents left for the weekend on a vacation, we jumped at the chance to spend the weekend together and not have to worry. I arrived at her house Friday afternoon, just after her parents left. I knocked and she let me in. I brought my bag to her room and went back to my car for my other items. I had brought bottle after bottle of booze as Jamie had planned for a weekend of partying. After I had brought everything in, Jamie told me that the party would start around 8 and that she needed to shower and get ready. Despite having dated for a few months, showers were still a personal thing and somewhat off limits to me. She scampered off and I relaxed in her room, getting myself a drink and turned on the TV. I could hear the shower starting in the next room and I imagined what she was doing in there. I thought about her stripping off all her clothes. I could imagine her pulling her shirt up over her slender body, stretching around her D-cup breasts and finally over her beautiful face before her soft brown hair fell gently back to her shoulders. I pictured her then unbuttoning her skin tight jeans, inching them down her round, perfect ass and sliding them down her legs that seemed to go on for days. I couldn't think about it anymore. Temptation got the best of me and I got up off her bed and quietly made my way to the bathroom. She had left the door cracked so the bathroom wouldn't steam up. I silently moved up next to the door and peeked in through the crack. She was standing at the shower, leaning in and testing the water. Wearing only a skimpy black thong, she bent in, adjusting the water. Her thong had a little bow on the back as if her ass was crafter by god himself and given to me as a gift. I should have written him a thank you card. Jamie must have decided that the water was now perfect and slid her panties down before stepping in the stream of water. I had seen her naked quite a few times but never without her knowing like this. It excited me in a way I had never felt. I watched her silhouette through the tempered glass as she wet herself in the hot water. Steam poured over the top of the glass, fogging the mirror. Jamie's hands moved up and down her body, moving through her hair as she soaked herself. I watched on as she washed her hair. The curves of her body through the glass were perfect. Her breasts were large and perky, protruding from her slender frame. Her ass stuck out as she arched her back, rinsing her hair. She began soaping her body, her hands once again moving all over her body, lingering on her large breasts. She rubbed the gently before slipping one hand down between her legs. I could see Jamie's hand moving over her crotch, soaping up her pussy. She took her time cleaning herself, enjoying the feeling. I was too turned on to keep my place at the door. I opened the crack wide enough to slip in and quickly stripped down. My dick was fully erect and exposed and I made my way to the shower door. Jamie was lost in herself as she cleaned her body. She had no idea I had been watching her and was now at the entrance to her shower. I slid the glass open and she snapped out of her trance. I stepped in, putting a hand on her hip. "Holy shit you scared me! What are you doing in here?" "I needed to shower to so I figured I would join you. I didn't mean to interrupt you." Jamie glanced down at my stiff cock and a smile crept across her face. "You can wash my back" She took my hand and poured body wash in it before turning around. I began rubbing my hands up and down her back caressing her curves. I moved my hand down the middle of her back, over her dimples and around to her waist. I continued up her sides before sliding my hands around her body and cupping her tits. She arched herself to my touch, pressing her tits into my hand and her ass against my cock. I slid my hands back down to her waist and pulled her into me, my cock sliding between her legs. I moved a hand around her waist to her pussy, rubbing the outside of her lips. She pressed herself against me harder. I pulled back slightly, lifting my cock to her. I rubbed my head around her pussy, up to her asshole and back down again. She reached back between her legs, grabbing my cock and stopping my game. She lined my cock up and forced her hips back into me, guiding my cock into her wet pussy. She bent over a little further as I inched my way inside of her. The water was flowing rapidly down her back, streaming down her perfect ass and over my cock as I sunk it into her. Jamie let out a moan as I filled her. I grabbed her shoulder and held her hip and started pumping in and out. Her pussy was slick in the hot water and I glided in and out of her as I started to pound her harder. The water splashed and smacked with ever collision of our bodies. With every thrust, she let out another moan. I could feel the tension building in me as I slid closer to the edge. Jamie could feel me throbbing in her as I fucked her from behind. "Cum on me baby. Pull out and fucking cum on me!" I pounded her harder, bringing myself closer and closer to her demands. I could feel it rise up in me and I slid my cock out of her. Jamie quickly turned around and knelt down grabbing my cock and jerking her hand on my shaft. She worked my cock with her hand, aiming it at her tits. I could feel myself lose control and I began to unload. Cum shot out onto her chest, splashing across her tits. She took my head into her mouth to lick the last drops as the dribbled out. As she stood, she put a hand on my shoulder and I knew it was her turn now. I dropped to my knees now, knowing what she wanted. She braced herself on my head and put a leg over my shoulder as I moved in. Water was pouring down over my head and pooling on my tongue as I licked her pussy. My hands cupped her ass as I buried my face into her. My hands spread her as I pressed a finger to her asshole. I licked her clit faster, pressing into her as my finger circled and toyed with her ass. "Oh yeah that feels good! I love it when you lick my pussy!" I worked her clit from my knees as I pressed my finger into her ass. I had never done this with Jamie before and I didn't know how she would take it, so I entered her slightly, reading her reaction. "You like my ass baby? You want to play with my ass while you eat my pussy?" I answered her with a hum that sent vibrations into her clit. She moaned in approval. I pressed my finger a little deeper into her ass and she began bucking my mouth. I had her at the edge and playing with her ass was sending her over. I pressed my tongue hard into her clit and hummed louder. The feeling of me playing with her ass and the vibrations on her clit made her legs shake. "Oh fuck I'm cumming! Holy shit I'm cumming!" She held on to me tightly as she shook and her pussy quivered. When her orgasm finally subsided, I slid my finger out of her and stood facing her. "I've never cum like that in my life. Holy shit that felt good." I held her tightly and let the water stream down on us. ********** It was about 9 when other people started to arrive. We drank and played card games as the party went on. Many of the people were a year younger than us. One girl in particular stood out to me. She was a blonde named Bree. Her and Jamie had been friends for a while and she was pretty attractive. As the night went on and the drinks flowed, every got lose. Bree and another girl began making out on the couch, grabbing and feeling each other. Jamie sat on my lap in a chair as we watched the two girls kiss and touch. Jamie seemed as in to it as I was and I was starting to get hard. "Have you ever been with a girl?" I asked Jamie. "No but I've always wanted to try it. Why? Do you want to fuck her?" I did but I wasn't about to admit it right then despite having had plenty of drinks. "It's ok if you do! I think she's hot. If she wanted to, she could join us." I was speechless and my cock grew stiff thinking about the chance to have both of these beautiful girls. Bree and the other girl stopped themselves before getting too far and the night continued. By 1am, everyone was pretty drunk and some people were crashing for the night. Jamie took my hand and began leading me to her room. She stopped us when we passed Bree. "Hey, we're going to bed. You can stay in my room with us." "It's ok, I don't mind sleeping on the couch." "Come on, you should come to bed with us. I think you should join us. It'll be fun." "I don't think I should" "Well, we're going to go to my bed, and you should come join us. I'll leave the door unlocked in case you change your mind" As we continued to Jamie's room, she snuck a hand into Bree's bag and pulled something out before hurrying me to her room. Once inside she handed me a camera. She had taken Bree's camera out of her bag. "Here, let's let her see what she's missing." I turned the camera on and Jamie went to work, stripping and posing for pictures. She was down to just a red thong, posing on her bed, cupping her tits, loving every second of our photo shoot. I came over to her on the bed and she unzipped my pants, pulling out my hard dick. I took a picture of her holding me in her hands. She took me in her mouth and began sucking me until I was stiff. She looked up at me with wanting eyes as she worked my cock. I took another picture of her, her mouth wrapped around my shaft. She continued to suck until she wanted more. She laid back on the bed and I moved between her legs. I pulled her thong to the side, exposing her pussy. She was turned on and wet and I took another picture. I moved up further between her legs, bringing my cock to meet Jamie's wet pussy. I snapped more pictures as I pressed my cock into her. Jamie pulled her knees into her chest as I began thrusting into her so I could have a clear shot of my cock pounding her. We rolled over and she mounted me, posing as she rode my cock. She looked perfect straddling me, working my cock. She turned and faced away from me, letting me take more pictures of her riding me, this time with her ass working for the camera. She climbed off me, this time, posing on all fours, bending over, ready for more. I took another picture of her looking back, waiting for me. I knelt behind her, taking more pictures of my cock sliding in her from behind. Jamie pressed her face into a pillow, moaning as I pounded her from behind between shots. She reached back with both hands, spreading her ass for me. She was picture perfect with my cock in her pussy and her hands spreading her ass, showing her waiting hole. I reached down with me free hand, circling her ass with my thumb. "Oh yeah! That's so fucking hot when you play with my ass!" I rubbed my thumb on her pussy, doing my best to lube it before pressing it into her ass. It was tight and she moaned as I slowly slid my thumb into her, taking pictures the whole way. I set the camera down and went to work, thrusting into her pussy, working her ass with my hand. She screamed out into her pillow as she buried her face again spreading her ass for me. Her body tightened and her muscles clamped down on me. I kept thrusting into her as she came. I started throbbing as her pussy tightened on my cock. I pulled my thumb out of her and grabbed my cock. I pulled out of her as I started to cum. I aimed my cock as my load streamed out onto her ass across her hole and up to her back. She held herself there, posing her cum soaked ass for more pictures. "Oh that felt good! I need more, give me more! Lick me and eat my pussy!" I put my hand on her back and kept her bent over. She spread her ass for me and I started to lick her, trying my best to get a good shot. I licked the cum from her cheeks and slid my tongue over her cum drenched asshole. I pressed into her as I licked her. "Oh that's it! Lick me baby!" She pushed herself back into my face as I licked her pussy, sliding my tongue down to her clit. She brought a hand down between her legs and began rubbing her clit. I lifted slightly and pressed my tongue into her pussy. She rubbed faster as I tongue fucked her from behind until she was cumming once more. We both collapsed forward. Deciding that we had gotten enough for the night, we pulled the covers up over us and fell asleep. ********** The next morning, we got up and went to the living room where some of the party guests were still asleep. Jamie slipped the camera back into Bree's bag. We woke the others and mixed morning drinks. We were going to have a full day party and had to start right away. As the day went on, we played games and watched TV as we drank. It wasn't until later in the day that Bree went to her bag to get her camera out. She didn't notice the added pictures at first but soon after snapping a few herself, she saw that she had more than she did the night before. I tapped Jamie and pointed over at Bree who was now sitting on the couch, flipping through the pictures we took for her. She went through them slowly, occasionally looking up to see if anyone was watching her. She looked over at us and Jamie winked. Bree looked back down at the pictures, licked her lips and looked back up at us. I didn't know what picture she was licking her lips at but she whatever it was, she liked it. Jamie was excited to see if Bree would join us for the night and it didn't take long to find out if it would happen. Bree came over to us and said she didn't sleep well on the couch the night before. "It looks like your bed is much more enjoyable. I missed out last night but I think I want to join you tonight." "I'd like that" Jamie said with a smile. We went about the night as Jamie set down ground rules. It was going to be her first experience with another girl and she was a bit unsure of seeing me with someone else. She said I was allowed to fuck her if she wanted me to but I couldn't cum in her and I wasn't allowed to do anal with her. And if at any point she felt uncomfortable, we would stop. I could live with the rules. Everyone was nearly trashed by 8 and by 11, people were passing out. Bree came over to Jamie, wrapped her arms around her and began kissing her. Jamie's hands moved down and squeezed Bree's ass. "It looks like you two have had enough. I think you should go to bed." "I think you're right" Bree said. Jamie led her to the bedroom and I followed closely behind. Before I even shut the door behind me, they were back at each other. Bree had practically tackled Jamie onto the bed and was on top of her, kissing her, breaking only to take their clothes off. I watched on as my girlfriend was taken by this little blonde tart. Bree was skinny and didn't have much of an ass or tits but she was still pretty hot. I stripped along with them as they kissed. Bree unbuttoned Jamie's pants and slid her hand down into them. Jamie tilted her head back and gasped in pleasure. I came over to them, placing my hard dick into Jamie's open mouth. She began sucking me ad Bree fingered her pussy. She moaned on my cock as Bree's hand worked her. She took my cock and held it to Bree's mouth, as if feeding it to her. Bree took me in, giving Jamie a chance to finish stripping down. Jamie laid back on the bed, spreading her legs to us. Bree took my cock from her mouth and went down between Jamie's legs. Bree's ass stuck up into the air as she bent down to Jamie's pussy. She pulled her blonde hair to the side so I could watch her tongue descend on Jamie's wet pussy. Jamie looked down her body, to see Bree lick and suck her clit. She started moaning, rubbing her tits as her pussy was treated to Bree's mouth. "Do you want to fuck her baby? Do you want to fuck her while she eats my pussy?" I didn't hesitate. I moved back behind Bree and pressed my hard cock up to her shaved pussy. She was wet and ready for me. She paused from her work giving me a chance to enter her. She felt good as I glided into her. I rocked her back and forth on Jamie's pussy as I pumped my cock into her from behind. Jamie was screaming out and I watched as her legs clamped around Bree's head and her hands squeezed her tits. Bree was making her cum all over her mouth. Bree lifted off Jamie's pussy and looked back to watch me fuck her. I pulled out of her and went over to Jamie. She turned to me and opened her mouth to me. I slid my cock into her mouth for her to lick and suck the taste of Bree's pussy off me. I pulled myself out of her and moved between her legs. I lifted her legs up and slid my cock into her with a gasp of pleasure. "Oh that tastes good. I need more of that." Bree climbed over Jamie to face me and put her legs on either side of Jamie's head. She lowered herself down onto Jamie's face, letting her get her first real taste of sweet pussy. Jamie lifted her head, not wanting to wait another second and took Bree's pussy in her mouth. Bree watched me pump my cock into Jamie as Jamie licked her pussy. It was Jamie's first time licking pussy but she had Bree cumming in minutes. Bree leaned down above Jamie's pussy, moaning in pleasure. I pulled my cock out of my girlfriend and lifted it up to Bree. She took my cock in her mouth, sucking the juice off as she came. I returned my cock to Jamie and shoved it in her with more force. Jamie moaned into Bree's mound as I pounded her. Bree held Jamie's legs up as I plowed deeper into her. The feeling was incredible and I could no longer contain myself. I shoved myself as deep into Jamie as I could and started cumming. I felt myself shoot my load, filling Jamie. Cum spewed out of her as I emptied myself in her. I heard her muffled screams as her pussy overflowed. She tightened on my cock as she came with me. I pulled my cock out of her as a flow of our cum followed. Bree climbed off of Jamie's face and moved down between her legs. She opened her mouth and dragged her tongue up from Jamie's ass to her clit, collecting the dripping cum from her pussy. Jamie came again almost instantly as Bree cleaned her pussy. A gush of cum flowed out, down Bree's face as Jamie shook in ecstasy. ********** The next day after everyone had left, I helped clean before Jamie's parents returned home. Bree had left early in the morning. Jamie and I didn't talk about our experience the night before. I didn't feel like we needed to. We both knew she had an amazing first experience with another girl and I knew I wanted another. The Photo Shoot It was just like any other day at work, at least until he came into the store. I watched him walk in and scope out the customers and my co-workers until finally his eyes met mine and he smiled. He was extremely attractive but something about the way he smiled at me creeped me out and thrilled me at the same time. Then he was walking towards me. "Hi can I help you find something?" He snickered and said "Yes you can doll. I'm looking for models for a photoshoot I'm doing. You're perfect, this could be your big break." I couldn't believe what was happening. He wanted me for a photoshoot? Being only 5'1 I never thought I could be a model. Real models were always so much taller than me. And most models certainly didn't have size 36DD breasts and a curvy waist. "Umm, sure... what would I have to do?" He gave me another award winning smile and said, "Don't worry about a thing darling, just come to my studio tomorrow around 9pm." He handed me his business card and said, "Here's the address. See you tomorrow love." The next day I spent all day pampering myself. I wanted to make sure I was completely shaved and waxed because I still had no idea what I was going to be required to wear. Finally I was satisfied - I looked damn good. I arrived at the studio around 9pm like he said. The street was quiet and completely empty. I wondered again what the photoshoot was for and what I'd be doing. I rang the buzzer and the door clicked open. I walked inside and felt a rush of nervousness. He was standing next to his camera. I had a few moments of self doubt, but when he smiled at me, all that went away. I saw in his eyes that he had big plans for me. Fame and fortune flashed into my mind; I definitly didn't mind what I saw. "You look gorgeous, absolutely perfect," he said in that way that was slightly unsettling but charming. I finally relaxed and took in my surroundings. The camera was facing a white backdrop. I turned around to get a better look and noticed there was a velvet couch in front of it. There was something protruding from one of the cushions and while I was trying to figure out what it was, I felt him come up behind me and stroke my hair, then he placed his hands on my shoulders and turned me around to face him. I bit my lip and stuttered, "Wha... Did you want me to change or should I just wear this?" I was dressed to kill in black stilettos, a mini skirt, and a tight-fitting lacy tank top. I don't know why but I even made sure I put on my best matching lace bra and thong. They were black with pink bows accenting them. It seemed like a good idea at the time but now it felt silly with him staring me down. He stepped closer to me and almost whispered in a calm, determined voice, "Actually love, just go ahead and take your clothes off. This is a lingerie shoot." Without thinking twice I took off my tanktop, then unzipped my skirt and bent down to step out of it. I was about to take off my shoes but he stopped me and told me to leave them on. I stood there awkwardly while he eyed me up and down. "Oh yes, that's perfect," he said. He started walking towards me again and when he got too close, I started to back up. Eventually, my legs were touching the couch and he smiled and said, "have a seat." Suddenly, he pushed me down on the couch and grabbed my hands, pulling them up above my head and cuffing them. So that's what was sticking out of the couch, I thought to myself. "What are you doing!?" I cried out. "You didn't really think I was going to make you famous, did you? You're mine now and I'm going to do whatever I want with you." "Please don't do this," I begged. "My parents have money if that's what you want, we can forget this ever happened." As I pleaded with him he got up and walked to the camera. For a brief moment I thought maybe he really was going to take pictures of me and it was some sort bdsm photo shoot. That was ruined once I saw the red light on the camera and realized it was actually a camcorder. The bastard was going to rape me and tape it! "You won't get away with this!" I shouted "We'll see about that, love." He said as he walked over to me and started taking off his clothes. Tears were starting to fall down my face as the reality of what was about to happen sunk in. When he got to me on the couch he started running his hands up my legs and stopped just short of my crotch. I struggled at the handcuffs and tried to kick him away. He slapped me accross the face, grabbed a handful of my hair, and turned my head to the side so he could whisper in my ear, "Try that again and I can make this a lot more unpleasant for you." His tone was pure evil and sent chills down my spine. Then he caressed my arms lightly. He took off my bra and the cold of the studio made them stand up. This seemed to please him and he started running his fingers over my nipples. When he bent down and took one of my nipples into his mouth, I breathed in sharply. My body was starting to respond to his touches, despite my mind knowing that he was raping me. He lifted his head up and whispered, "You're enjoying this aren't you, slut? I knew when I saw you that you would be perfect. I knew you'd resist at first but I could make you give in and be mine." I knew trying to scream would be useless, we were in the business district and there was probably no one around for several blocks this late at night. "Stop, you can't do this to me. This is rape, it's illegal." He ignored my pleading and started trailing his hand down my stomach towards my crotch. He started rubbing my crotch lightly through my panties. My pussy was tingling: My body wanted this, even though my mind didn't. When he started sliding one finger underneath my panties, I gasped and felt a rush of warmth and wetness in my pussy. He slid one finger inside of me and laughed. "You are so wet my dear. I knew you wanted this. You're just a horny bitch that will fuck whatever cock you're offered." Even more tears were streaming down my face now. I was disgusted at the fact that I was enjoying this so much. Suddenly he got up and put one knee on the couch next to my head. When I opened my eyes his cock was staring me in the face. I turned my face away but he grabbed my chin. I knew what he wanted and I gave up struggling. Obediently I opened my mouth and placed my lips around his cock. I slowly ran my tounge around the head while sucking gently. I started moving my head, taking more of his cock into my mouth until my lips were at the base of his dick. I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat and gagged a little bit. I licked around his dick again while still deep throating it. "That's it baby, you're so good at that," he moaned and placed his hand on the back of my head. He grabbed a handful of my hair and starting moving my head up and down his cock. I thought maybe if I could make him cum with a blowjob he wouldn't rape me and I could leave with some of my dignity. I started putting all my efforts into servicing him, sucking as hard as I could and moving my tounge around for extra stimulation. He started moving my head on his cock pretty fast, shoving it into the back of my throat every time. He was moaning pretty heavily and I thought he must be close. Suddenly he stopped and said, "Tsk tsk, so eager. I'm not done with you yet." He ripped off my panties and spread my legs apart. Panic filled me again when I realized he was going to go through with it. I made one last attempt to stop him. "Wait, I can just suck you off. You don't need to fuck me. I'll let you cum in my mouth, whatever you want. Just please don't fuck me." He laughed and said, "But that's the best part dear. I'm dying to get my dick inside that tight wet snatch of yours. Besides, I know you're pussy is aching for it." He rubbed my clit lightly, spreading the wetness from my hole to my clit. I gave into the sensations and moaned. "That's a good girl, moan for me. Tell me how much you want my cock inside of you." I ignored his demand so he slapped me again. Sternly, he said "I SAID, tell me how much you want my cock inside of you." Weakly I responded, "Please, please fuck me. I want you inside me." He leaned down and softly kissed my lips. All of a sudden he was completely inside of me. I moaned into his mouth and arched my back, pushing my breasts into his hands. He pinched my nipple hard and started moving in and out of me, gradually increasing in speed. We were both moaning together as he pounded his cock into my tight hole. I spread my legs wider and starting meeting his thrusts, trying to get more of him inside me. I was completely lost in passion, nearing orgasm. "Oh baby, you're such a dirty cock-whore. Cum all over my dick, I know your close" He whispered into my ear. With that, I exploded. My pussy clamped even tighter around him while I came. As I was nearing the end of my orgasm I felt him cum inside me which sent me over the edge again. I screamed, "yes, oh yes" as I peaked. When we were both finished orgasming, he kissed me again and released my wrists from the handcuffs. He got up and handed me my clothes and said, "Thanks babe, that was perfect. I got everything I needed." I got dressed and started walking out the door. Before I left, I paused and turned around. In a quiet voice I said, "Hey, do you think you'll ever need me for another photo shoot?" He smiled at me and said, "Oh definitely doll, why don't you come by next week, same time." I smiled back and said, "I'll be there." The Photo Shoot The photo shoot started out easy enough. A good friend of mine wanted me to take a nice set of photos to give to hear boyfriend. Since I was an art major specializing in photography I agreed to do it. She came over to my dorm room with a bunch of clothes to change into. Debbie is a very good-looking young coed. She’s 5’6” nice curvy body with 36D breast. She showed up wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Debbie wanted to start out posing in the jeans and t-shirt for a more informal playful look. I started snapping away directing her how to pose where to look and her facial expressions. I ran through the 36 exposures and Debbie decided to change clothes. She stripped down to her thong and bra and put on red stockings with matching garter belt. Making me turn around and not watch she changed her thong and bra to match the garter belt and stockings. What Debbie didn’t know was that I could see her changing in my mirror. She was looking hot and made it difficult to concentrate on changing film. Then she put on a tight red leather dress, leather halter and three inch matching heals. Once Debbie was done changing she told me it was safe to turn around. Upon turning around I let out a low whistle letting her know how good she looked. Then we resumed the photo shoot. I had her pose in some very seductive poses. She was turning me on and making it difficult to work. After going through another roll of film and reloading the camera we continued. This time showing more skin. She loosened her top showing more cleavage and lifted her skirt to show more legs along with the tops of her garters. This was getting me turned on. The bulge in my pants started giving me away. Debbie was quick to notice and got into the posing more. I ran out of film again but didn’t stop to reload the camera. I just kept snapping away. Debbie started taking her top completely off letting her breast strain against her bra. She then took off her skirt with a sly little grin on her face. She then removed her bra and thong revealing her breast and to my surprise her shaved pussy. I was in total awe. She came over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck giving me a light playful kiss on the lips. Stepping back Debbie said she thought something was a little wrong. Thinking things might have gone a little too far I started to stammer an apology but she stopped me saying that one of us was over dressed. Stunned I couldn’t do anything but stand there. Debbie came over to me and started stripping off my jeans. She took my boxers down with them. She slides down my body as my jeans dropped and took my dick in her mouth and started licking and sucking me. I was still shocked and couldn’t do anything but enjoy it. After a getting me really worked up and nearly ready to cum she stopped and slid up my body and gave me this really intense kiss. Our tongues mingled and we let our hands explore each other’s bodies. As she broke the kiss she started moving towards my bed. Finally realizing what was about to happen I took control and pushed her down on my bed with her stocking clad legs hanging off the edge. I went down on to my knees and started kissing and licking up her legs towards her pussy. I could see and smell her excitement. As I kissed her outer lips she let out a low moan in anticipation. Then I slipped my tongue into her pussy and flicked it over her clit. Debbie nearly screamed. To keep herself from being too loud she grabbed a pillow and put it over her mouth. I continued massage her clit with my tongue. I then slid a finger into her pussy and pumped it in and out. She was writhing on the bed and screaming into the pillow. Once I had two fingers in her and was licking her clit with wanton abandon she finally came. As she lay there I came up and kissed her and she started licking her juices from my lips. She started moving more onto the bed and I positioned myself between her legs. Debbie looked up at me and told me to fuck her good and hard. Being as wet as she was I was able to slam my dick into her pussy. I was ramming her really hard with my balls slapping her ass. Debbie once told me she was a screaming and she definitely wasn’t lying. If it weren’t for the pillow we would have woken everyone on my floor up. I was pounding away getting close to cumming. She told me not to cum in her pussy but on her tits and in her mouth, saying she wanted to taste me. I pulled out of her pussy and moved up and put my dick in her mouth and she gave me an unforgettable blowjob. I was so close. Finally unable to hold back any longer I started cum in her mouth. Unfortunately this is when my alarm went off and woke me up. I had the hardest morning wood ever. I had to take care for this problem before heading off to the shower to get ready for work. The Photo Shoot I really hope you enjoy this! I might come back to it later but here is the first part of your story... I would like your permission to add it to the website I publish and put it up on here though it is written for you and if you wish to keep it private that is allowed. He has let it be known round the campus that there was an un-official, cash in hand modelling job that was going to a single female if they wanted it. A friend of Nick's had started a lingerie company and needed someone to model some of the specialist wear. She had a fascination with 50's lingerie, specifically Basques and so had begun producing them. The buyers wanted to see how they looked on a real person not just the mannequins so she had asked Nick if he knew anyone at the university where he lectured. Nick could think of a great many of the very attractive students straight off the top of his head that would look great in them but it seemed a bad idea to simply go around asking. So he had let a variety of rumours slip, the odd discreet note and email saying what email to contact if they were interested. After a few days he had one promising email from someone calling themselves 'Kitty'. He was fairly certain there was no-one at the university by that name but that didn't bother him. She claimed to be five foot four, a size 10, a c cup (which would be perfect for the first load of lingerie testers that Kate his friend had sent) and waxed which would look better in the shots he planned to take. He quickly replied back with a date, time and place at a house he had borrowed out of town for the week. He had specifically hired the house (paid for by Kate) because of the historical features, inside and out, that he thought would complement the design of the products the model would be showing off. He was curious who she was but was quite happy to wait to find out. If she wasn't appropriate he would apologise and send her away but so far she was the only applicant. The day in question arrived. He had arranged for Kitty to arrive early afternoon so that there was enough light for the outside shots he wanted to do. The camera equipment was on the side, the bedroom was lit and arranged how he wanted, as was the lounge and the garden area outside. He was just in the kitchen fixing a drink when the doorbell went. He strolled through and opened the door. There stood Eva, one of his hottest little fantasies. He had always preferred petite women and she was shorter but with amazing curves. He smiled as she stared up at him in shock, she was in one of his lectures, he was one of her lecturers, oh god... He could see the thoughts running through her mind and before she could turn around and run he took her arm and led her unresisting into the house. "Good Afternoon Kitty," he said smiling as he led her into the kitchen. "I am glad to see you and hope you are looking forwards to this. We agreed on the figure of £200.00 for the photo shoot but my client has offered another £200.00 on top if you agree to certain other photos. However we can discuss that later." Nick could smell wine and looking at her he guessed she had probably drunk a few glasses to steady her nerves as she seemed rather nervous. He kept playing along pretending he didn't recognise her and she started to relax. He lectured several hundred students a week, no reason he would recognise her specifically. He handed her a couple of disclaimer forms and an envelope to seal them in so he wouldn't need to check. She quickly scrawled her name on them and put them in the envelope. The cash was in another envelope which he showed her. "Now the first room on the left upstairs is the one I have set aside for you to get changed in. There is a rack already there with the first three outfits that I would like to do you in outside in the garden." He smiled wondering if she caught that and from the faintest hint of blush creeping into her cheeks he knew she had. She nodded meekly still not having said anything and walked upstairs quickly. He did admire the curve of her ass in her jeans and looked forwards to seeing more of it. He quickly grabbed the camera and checked the memory card and battery, all good. Turning he leant against the wall and waited. He didn't have to wait long until she came out the bedroom and stood at the top of the stairs for a moment. He took a second to admire her. Kate had done an amazing job. A black sheer mesh Basque topped off with some French lace that hugged her body defining her amazing curves. With the matching thong and a silk robe wrapped around her, along with the heels, she looked stunning. Her long blonde hair falling to her shoulders. Nick couldn't help but let out an appreciative sigh. "Right, we had best get to it whilst we have the light." She came carefully down the stairs and he led her outside into the garden. It was warm enough though he could tell she was cool as her nipples hardened to poke through the sheer material. He took her over the swing and positioned her for several shots then lying in the swing chair, on the patio furniture and in various positions around the garden. She was a very willing model and quickly changed into the other outfits as he positioned her with firm hands. He couldn't help but notice that she seemed to be enjoying it more when he positioned her firmly, guiding her with his strong hands to sit a certain way, arch her back so it showed off her cleavage or lean in a particular direction. She barely said anything the whole time they were outside and by the time they went back inside he was certain she was becoming increasingly aroused at the photos and the positions he put her in. They went up to the bedroom and she changed back into the first outfit again and walked through into the bedroom he had set up. It was very suggestive, lit by candles, a large four poster bed with a dressing table alongside it. He had her pose at the dressing table first brushing her hair whilst he took some angled shots that showed how the Basque emphasised her amazing tits. He could feel himself getting more and more aroused and had been trying to ignore it all afternoon but the side of her soft, pale curves made his mouth water. He just wanted to suck and bite down on them and mark them as his own. He took her arm, fingers digging in a bit deeper now as he tried to control his rising lust. He positioned her kneeling at the foot of the bed for a moment and took a few shots then made her stand leaning back on the bed. Before all his shots had been more demure in nature, making her look reserved yet incredibly sexy in the different outfits. Now however his shots were becoming slightly more provocative. She was sat on the edge of the bed, the silk robe in a pool around her feet, legs together as she leant back on her arms bracing herself up. Her breasts jutted firmly in front of her and her hair hid her face. He took her chin raising her face forwards so it was no longer hidden and he could see the need burning in her eyes. He stepped back and took several shots as she held that pose for him. He moved forwards gripping her, almost spinning her round now and made her bend over the edge of the bed facing away. Ordering her to look back over her shoulder at him he could see the flush on her skin through the sheer material. Instead of simply stepping back and taking the photos now though his hand ran softly down her back and over the curves of her ass. He felt her stop breathing as he cupped her ass cheek in his hand then he felt the barest hint of her pushing her ass into his hand. He leaned in close, "You slut, you want this don't you, you want to be used by me, like I own you... I know what you need..." With that he raised his hand and brought it down against her ass with a sharp crack nearly launching her forwards still she braced her arms and steadied herself out again. The sheer material left little to the imagination and already he could see the red mark of his hand glowing against her ass from that hard strike. She didn't move or make a sound simply stayed in that pose waiting as his fingers teasing traced round the outline of the imprint his hand had left. Raising it again he began slamming his hand down on her ass. Hard sharp strikes on both cheeks that by the time he had finished she was breathing hard, a single tear rolling down one cheek though she had not made a sound. "Very good Eva..." Then he saw her start, he knew her name... He twisted his fingers in her hair and dragged her head up and back so she was staring at the canopy of the four poster bed. He stood behind her and ground his hard jean covered cock against the crack of her ass. He could almost feel the heat radiating from her glowing ass as his other hand reached around to slide over her stomach. Trying to decide if he should move up or down he stroked her stomach gently. He slid his hand down to cup her mound through the thin material of the matching panties, feeling that her wetness had soaked the material already and he heard a moan slip from between her lips. He pulled her head back even sharper and pushed one finger in, rubbing the material inside her then he brought the finger up to her lips, sliding it into her mouth where she instantly sucked it clean for him. He released her hair and stood back as her head dropped forwards. "Stand." He commanded her and she instantly obeyed. "Strip out of that outfit now and kneel at the foot of the bed." Without looking up at him she quickly complied and within a minute she was kneeling naked on the floor. He walked around her admiring the curves, the red marks on her ass and her delectable body ready for his enjoyment. Reaching down he grabbed her nipples and hauled her upright using them eliciting a gasp as she stumbled to her feet. "DID I TELL YOU TO STAND?" He slapped her across her breasts hard as she quickly sank back to her knees in front of him. Leaving her there for the moment he slowly began to strip picking up a spare pillowcase he had brought he ripped it into strips quickly and when naked moved in front of her. "Give me your wrists." She quickly held up her arms and he moved behind her grabbing them and pulling them to the small of her back where using part of the material he tied her hands roughly. "Stand..." Nick moved to sit on the bed and sat back leaning on the pillows. His hardness now exposed and swaying slightly as he moved. "Come here!" She crawled onto the bed to kneel between his legs where he indicated and he reached forwards, grabbed her hair and hauled her head down till she over balanced and slid face first towards his throbbing cock. Lifting her by his hair he commanded her to open her mouth then he lowered her face onto his shaft till she swallowed it. After a moments gagging, which he enjoyed, his cock was firmly embedded in her mouth and through. He felt her struggling to breath and rolled his hips slightly till she got the hang of it then he lay back and enjoyed. "Make me cum slut..." She pulled her knees a bit further up so she had more stability to maneuver and then started working on his shaft and balls with all her skill. He could smell her arousal and see how much she loved sucking cock as she licked and sucked his balls, taking his cock as deep into her mouth as she could over and over. Occasionally he would reach down to stroke her hair to encourage her as she practically throat fucked herself onto his rod. Eventually Nick stood, shoved her onto her back and wanked himself to a finish so his cream splashed all over her face and hair. Slipping off the bed he walked over and picked up the camera moving back to take photos of her lying there, naked and bound with his cum over her face then using his fingers he scooped up most of it and fed it to her which she obediently swallowed. He grabbed her ankles and dragged her to the edge of the bed. Her bound hands behind her back made her arch uncomfortably but it thrust her tits out to him and he gave into those lusts that had burned before. Starting at her neck he kissed his way down across her chest feeling her shiver as he reached her nipples. His tongue swirled around them as he moved from one to the other, kissing, licking and sucking till she was moaning softly under her breath then without warning he bit into the side of her breasts hard making her shriek as he marked her fantastic tits. When he pulled back he could see the teeth marks in a ring on the side of her right breast. Not quite deep enough to draw blood but damn close. Leaning in against he focused his attention on her left breast now, gripping the nipple between his teeth he slowly pulled till it was painfully stretched before letting it go. Then sharply, violently he bit down, his mouth surrounding her whole nipple as he marked her again. After this playing his cock was fully hard again and leaving her so her ass was at the very edge of the bed he gripped her ankles and spread her legs painfully apart. He began rubbing his cock up and down her soaking pussy, rubbing the head of his shaft against her clit whilst he felt her quake underneath him. "If you cum without my permission I will make you really regret it..." He glared at her and despite the lust and heat in his gaze she also saw the cold fury for if she disobeyed him and shivered, nearly orgasming then and there on the spot despite the threat. He drove into her, releasing the grip on her ankles as his cock split her apart. Using his body weight to drive himself deep to her core he reached up, one hand closing around her throat as he drove himself in and out of her hard. His fingers tightened around her throat as he leaned over her, crushing her underneath him. His cock slick with her soaked juices as he fucked her hard and fast, one minute choking her the next letting her breath as he drove as hard, as deep and as fast as he could. He saw the panic in her eyes as she felt his fingers tighten again and looking down at her as he brutally fucked her he simply said 'now'. As she heard that permission she stopped holding back, she had been holding on since he first started taking photos and she felt his control of her, all afternoon her arousal had been building, then in the bedroom she had felt amazingly hot in the outfits and his eyes and the way his strong hands positioned her. Then he had used her and she wanted to burst, the feeling of him hammering away inside her and the look in his eyes, the fingers around her throat had almost been too much to bear but he gave his permission and her body literally exploded. She screamed herself hoarse over the next few minutes as the incredible orgasms (there were several) ripped through her bucking her body around even as he used his strength and superior weight to keep her pinned under him, barely noticing as he rammed his cock finally deep inside her bucking body and released another massive load of cum deep in her cunt. She felt him withdraw but almost everything else was blank as she lay gasping, limp on the edge of the bed. All thought had been driven out of her head and she wasn't sure what was going to happen next. The Photo Shoot My names Candace, but I like to be called Candy and my account begins when my husband Phil suggested that it would be a nice idea if myself and my daughter Katie had some professional photographs taken before she left home for university and to celebrate my forty-first and her nineteenth birthdays. It sounded like a good idea and Katie was up for it, especially when Phil suggested that we should spend a couple of days at a spa in preparation. We spent a little time researching a suitable photographer, for portraits and eventually settled on a lady named Sarah who came highly recommended by a friend of mine. Katie and I arrived at the spa at eleven o'clock on the Monday and stayed until Wednesday morning. We'd enjoyed a variety of treatments, facials, body-wraps, massage etc and utilised the swimming pool, sauna, sun-beds and fitness facilities and felt really chilled out as we departed. We'd arranged to go to visit Sarah direct from the spa and had outfits with us for the shoot. Katie did the driving and we eventually arrived at Sarah's at about eleven o'clock, her studio is in an annex of her country cottage. We unloaded our small cases and knocked on the cottage door. It was eventually opened by a very striking looking woman, early thirties, dark hair and quite petite. "Ah! You must be Candy and Katie," she said. "And you must be Sarah," I responded. "I am indeed, come on in," she beckoned walking ahead of us into the lounge. "Please sit down, can I get you anything to drink tea? coffee?" "No I'm fine," Katie answered. "So am I," I added as we both sat down on the sofa. "You found your way I see. Good journey?" "Yes it was fine, sat-nav's are a godsend. We haven't come from home, we've spent a couple of days at The Belfry," Katie replied. "The Spa? That's nice. So you're all nicely relaxed for your photos. So many people arrive here quite tense and that isn't the best for good pictures. We're not going to rush ourselves today, our object is to get the best results. The studio is through in the barn, there are changing rooms for you, if you'd like to follow me," Sarah continued as she led us through to the studio. "This is Nigel, my lighting and technical assistant... Nigel this is Candy and Katie our models for today," Sarah said as we were introduced to a good-looking guy in his mid-forties. "Hi! Nice to meet you," he said, extending his hand and shaking ours in turn. "Just wear what you like and that you are comfortable in," Sarah suggested. "These are your changing rooms, make yourselves at home and join us when you're ready," she said showing us into the dressing area. I certainly felt good and quite excited as I got dressed ready for my first professional photo shoot. I had decided on a little black dress with black stockings and Katie was wearing a white and grey dress with grey hold ups, neither of us like wearing tights. "You look great," Sarah said as we emerged into the studio. "I like the dresses, they'll work well when we photograph you together and we could also do some very nice black and white shots." It was quite a strange environment working in front of the backdrop and waiting for Nigel to get the lighting and technical aspects right. I now realise that models don't have it easy. When ready Sarah was clicking away furiously taking what seemed to be hundreds of pictures. Although in the digital age I don't suppose it matters. We'd donework sitting and standing, solo and as a pair and from full length to head shots with Sarah directing our body positions and facial expressions. "I see that you're wearing stockings Candy and Katie's got hold ups," Sarah observed. " Would you like some photo's revealing them?" she questioned. "Shall we mum? It'll be a bit of fun," Katie suggested before I'd had time to think. I'd been relaxed and enjoying myself. "Go on then," I said giving a little chuckle. "Don't worry I'll keep them tasteful," Sarah added with a little giggle to herself. We completed a set of pictures which revealed Katie's stocking tops and my tops and suspenders, sitting, kneeling and squatting, solo and together. "That's a really good set of photos," Sarah informed us. "The length of your session is not a factor but are you considering any lingerie shots?... Quite a few women do," she continued. I hadn't even considered it. I looked at Katie and she gave a little nod and a smile which indicated she was keen. "That sounds good, so yes we'd like to," I informed Sarah. "O.K then, Take a little time to freshen up then we can carry on," Sarah suggested and myself and Katie returned to the changing room. "You're so naughty," I said to her once we were inside. "Come on mum, it's not every day you get to perform and be treated like a glamour model is it. It's good fun," she responded. "I suppose it is," I replied in agreement, giving her a big smile. I was actually enjoying my time under the lights. We both slipped out of our dresses. Katie was wearing a grey French lace underwire basque teamed with matching Brazilian brief both with gentle white scalloped edging and of course her grey hold up stockings. I was wearing a black lace half cup bra, matching thong and suspender and my black stockings. We tidied ourselves up and made our way back into the studio. I felt a little under-dressed and more exposed than Katie but I was still enjoying the experience. "Are we doing topless today?" Sarah enquired after a while. "Nigel doesn't need to be present for this." "I'd like to," Katie replied quite quickly. "Mum?" she questioned. "Go on then," I eventually said. "The contrast between their boobs will look good when you photograph them together," Nigel commented as he made his way to the changing room. "Listen to him, photographic genius," Sarah said jokingly. I unclasped my bra and Katie unfastened her basque. As we did so I realised Nigel was right, my 38D boobs were now exposed and they are a contrast to Katie's pert young 34A's which were also visible. "It's a little warm in here for your nipples to be nice and erect for good photos," Sarah informed us. " I could get Nigel to tweak them for you," she said teasingly. "Or we can use the models trick, an ice cube," she continued, as she disappeared in to the dressing room. She returned with a couple of ice cubes on a plate. "Just rub them on your nipples," she instructed. We did as suggested. It was quite a shock to the system but my nipples certainly hardened and were fully erect as were Katie's. We continued with the photo session with Sarah making any small changes to lighting and continuing to direct us whilst snapping away. "Are we going to go for some birthday suit shots ladies?" she enquired matter of factly. "In for a penny in for a pound," I responded as I felt that I had little to lose only having my thong and suspender left. I slipped them off and Katie divested herself of her briefs. I was now revealing my landing strip of dark hair and Katie her wispy little patch, which, being blonde, gave the appearance of being completely shaved. The shoot had progressed quite smoothly with Sarah putting us at our ease, accompanied by encouraging words from Nigel earlier on. We were both relaxed and had had no problem with the session developing to be a little naughtier and more risqué. Sarah was very professional with all the shots being very tasteful and quite arty and I especially liked the black and white shots she'd taken. We were progressing with the shoot when Sarah suddenly surprised us. "These types of shot are always better and are certainly enhanced with a male presence. I think Nigel should join you." "Err..." was all I had time and the ability to say as both Katie and my eyes were attracted to the dressing room door as Nigel appeared naked. "Wow! " was all Katie could utter as we both gazed on Nigel's fit well toned forty something body. More importantly we were both transfixed as we ogled his very large cock and balls. "He's impressive isn't he," Sarah continued. "You can see how he can supplement and add to the subject matter of your pictures." "He'll certainly add to the content , in a big way," I said humorously and in agreement, with still a little hint of surprise in my voice. "He certainly will. He's nicely endowed," Sarah added. "What do you think Katie?" "I don't know about 'nicely endowed', he's huge," she answered and I could still see the look of shock and surprise on her face. "Thank you for your endorsement and may I say that I can see that both of you have gorgeous looking bodies," Nigel said, complementing us. "If we've finished our mutual admiration shall we take some shots? Candy are you married?" Sarah questioned. "Yes I am," I replied. "And you Katie." "I'm not married but I have a boyfriend." "O.K. So I imagine the next set will definitely be for your own collection then." "Oh yes! I'll share my photos with Phil, especially as he's paying, but not those involving Katie in her lingerie and beyond and none involving Nigel." I informed her. "The same with me. I'll show Andy, but no mum in lingerie or us with Nigel." "Fine, that's not a problem, we can bundle them in separate albums," Sarah informed us. "As you both seem quite happy let's crack on," she continued. We both posed with Nigel, together and singly. Our first pictures were with Nigel standing between us with his arms around our waists. He then moved up and I felt his hand cupping my breast. It was a shock initially but I was comfortable with it. Later he rested his hand on my bum cheek and once he felt I was at ease with it he cheekily ran a finger gently up and down my anal crack. I must admit that I was getting a little turned on and surprisingly it was the thought that he was probably doing the same to Katie that had the greatest effect. We had pictures of us kneeling in front of him looking directly at his cock which was a magnificent circumcised specimen. Our final pictures involved the three of sitting on the large brown leather sofa. "That's it all done," Sarah eventually announced. "Why don't you enjoy the rest of the afternoon with Nigel... I'll see you back in the house later," she continued, making her way out of the studio. I knew exactly what she was hinting at and I must admit lustful thoughts had been going around in my head since Nigel had joined us. I fancied him and I was feeling quite horny but my dilemma was Katie, I didn't know how she was feeling or what her reactions might be. I really wasn't sure what to do or how to proceed and I felt a little awkward sitting there in the nude alongside Nigel and Katie. I needn't have worried as Nigel broke the ice. He put his arms around both of us, giving us a gentle hug, pulling our heads on to his chest. "I meant what I said earlier that both of you have gorgeous looking bodies. They're a real contrast, and I'd love to have both of you." He couldn't have made his intentions any plainer. Katie and I looked at each other and I could see a wanton look in her eyes as she smiled at me. I instantly knew that she approved of his suggestion. Without saying anything I moved my hand and cupped his large balls, gently fondling them, as a signal of my acceptance of his idea. Katie moved her hand and took hold of his limp cock. I thought she looked a little nervous and tentative as she made her first contact with his meat but I needn't have worried as she slowly lowered her head, stuck out her tongue and licked all over his large purple helmet. I was totally mesmerized as I watched my daughter going to work. She continued licking, giving special attention to the corona and fraenulum, which showed she knew what she was doing, before gradually taking his huge cock head into her mouth. Nigel could be in no doubt now that his wish of having mum and daughter would come true. It was very surreal. I'd always wondered what Katie and her boyfriend's got up to and how she serviced them, now I didn't have to imagine any more. Even though he was still fairly flaccid, but hardening, his head was already filling Katie's mouth. I then felt Nigel's hand on my boob. This was different to when we'd been photographed. Now he was squeezing and kneading my ample flesh as he began sexing me. "Nice firm tits," he said in a hushed voice looking down at me. "With lovely big nipples," he continued. "And hard and erect already," he went on, as he worked my nipple between his thumb and fingers. I moved my head up towards his shoulder and he responded by lowering his. Our lips met and his tongue gradually eased its way between mine. It began to explore, and soon both our tongues were entwined in a slow dance that seemed to, blissfully, go on for ages. Eventually our lips parted. "Does mum suck dick?" he enquired in almost a whisper. "Uh huh," I replied, with a small nod of my head. I slowly manoeuvred myself, my head sliding down towards his stomach. I could see that Katie was still administering oral skills, but now to a far more erect member. It had certainly lengthened but what sent a shiver through me was the fact that Katie couldn't close her hand around his shaft and he wasn't fully hard yet. "Oooh! your tongue feels good," Nigel informed her. "Does he taste good?" I enquired. "Mmmm," she responded before removing her mouth off the head and licking her lips. "Why don't you try it?" She pushed and angled him in my direction. I grasped him as Katie relinquished control. Even my hand, which is a little bigger than hers, could not encircle his large appendage. I lowered my head towards his helmet which was shiny with Katie's saliva and it also looked a little sticky. I was also very aware that I was now the one being observed as I stuck out my tongue and licked him. It tasted so good and it was obvious that Katie had been able to suck some pre-cum out of him. I then opened wide and took him into my mouth. His head filled it and was all I could take. I don't like being uncomfortable during sex as it's something I want to enjoy, and running my tongue over him and probing into the eye was something I was relishing. "Your little tits are wonderful," I heard him telling Katie in his quiet soothing voice and I knew she was having them fondled like mine had been earlier. "Your nipples are gorgeous, such tiny hard little buds," he continued. After a short while Nigel adjusted his position, leaning down to his side. I could see him, as I glanced up, encouraging Katie to move also. From their new positions I knew that Nigel would soon be working on and playing with Katie's pussy. I couldn't tell what he was doing but whatever it was resulted in Katie purring away softly for several minutes. "Mmmm Katie your slits lovely and moist already," he informed her. "I think someone's a very randy young lady who's enjoying this a lot." "I can't help it, it's a result of what you're doing to me," she explained. "I want to taste you and see if we can get you wetter... Sit on the edge of the sofa and spread your legs for me," he instructed, as he lifted my mouth off him before standing up. I felt a real twinge of excitement listening to him directing my daughter into position so he could pleasure her. Katie had complied with his instruction and he was now kneeling on the floor between her open legs. I was standing next to him when he caught hold of my hand. "Kneel here with me, you'll get a better view," he suggested as he gently pulled me down towards him. I was now also kneeling in front of Katie. I had a heightened sense of anticipation and a feeling of awkwardness at the same time. I didn't really know what to do. I just watched as he started to work on Katie. I'd never seen anything like this before, only on porn sights. I'd never been involved in a MFF threesome before, although I'd been done in a MMF scenario on two occasions. This was also so different because it was my daughter. I could also feel that he would be ignoring me whilst he gave his attention to her, which was right I guess ,as it was her he was pleasuring. What was nice about him was the calm and tender way he went about things, roughness and a wham bang attitude was not his style. "Let's get your legs up here," he said, lifting them up and gently pushing them back so her feet were either side of her head. This made her pussy far more accessible to him. I observed, as he placed his hands either side of her slit, pulling her pussy lips apart revealing her pink gash. It was shimmering and obviously moist. He lowered his head stuck out his tongue and licked along her length starting at her love hole and lifting off just before making contact with her clit. "Mmmm Katie that tastes so good," he informed her before repeating his actions many times. She responded by quietly moaning her pleasure. Watching was certainly having an effect on me and I was getting 'turned-on'. Without thinking I somehow instinctively caught hold of his hard shaft and gently started to stroke it. "Candy that feels good," he uttered in response. "Mmmm I like that, it feels nice," Katie said as Nigel started rimming her. His tongue was swirling around and probing into her pink, puckered ring. "No one's ever tongued me there before," she added. She was enjoying it and his actions were making her squirm. He cleverly and determinedly followed her movements in order to continue his licking and probing and to prolong her pleasure. As he did so I had to release my grip on his tool. After a while he helped Katie re-adjust her position back to where he'd started on her. He pulled her open again and started licking along her slit once more but now he flicked his tongue lightly over her clit at the end of each pass. He also used his tongue to probe into her little love hole. He was slowly working her up which was reflected in the length and volume of her moaning and the increased depth of her breathing. "Candy, play with my dick again," he requested as he took a short break from his actions. I took hold of him and could feel that he was still extremely hard. He started pressing his thumb against her clit making tiny circular motions as he did so. Katie had closed her eyes and was biting her lip. "Mmmm! Oooh!" she gasped as he slid his middle finger into her. It slipped in easily which reflected her state of arousal. "Katie you've got a wonderful and extremely tight little love hole," he said with his digit fully inside her. "I think it's the tightest pussy I've ever fingered. It feels fantastic." "Your finger feels terrific jiggling inside me," she responded. Nigel lowered his head, his mouth and tongue took over the work of his thumb on her clit. He also began finger fucking her nice and deep. She was now moaning and groaning continually whist her upper body was twisting and writhing with pleasure. "Oh! Fuck! Yes! Yes! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" she shrieked as a terrific orgasm swept through her body and she jerked uncontrollably. Eventually , as she recovered, the room went quiet, apart from the sound of her heavy breathing, as she stretched out her legs and let them return to the floor. Nigel and I stood up with me still holding his meat. "I think she's good and wet now and ready for fucking. What does mum think?" he questioned. "There's no doubt that she's ready for you," I answered. "Katie what position do you want me to take you in?" he asked her. "It's got to be my favourite 'doggy'," came a quiet tired voice off the sofa. "Kneel up on the edge, head down, and raise your bum nice and high," he instructed and she slowly made a move. "That's nice Candy, keep me good and hard for your daughter. Do you think Katie will want a rubber?" he enquired. "Katie does Nigel need a condom?" I asked her. "No! I want him as he is," she replied from her kneeling position. Nigel moved and stood behind her."Candy why don't you put me into her." he suggested. It was a bit of a shock to be asked but what an erotic suggestion. I couldn't say no. Continuing to hold him I moved his large cock-head to the entrance of Katie's love hole and moved him up and down a little. He gave a small push. The Photo Shoot "Agh!," Katie uttered a little cry of pain mixed with anxiety. "Don't worry," Nigel said very soft and reassuringly. "It's going to be quite tight but you've been well prepared. You can take it and it will be worth it in the end," he said as he gave another shove. "Uhhh!" she responded. "It's O.K Katie you've taken my head, good girl." He continued to push slowly and gently and I could feel him slipping through my hand as he eased into her. I eventually had to remove my hand to avoid getting it trapped between his body and her pussy. I watched as the last few inches disappeared inside her. "Wow! baby you've taken all of him," I informed her, with a hint of surprise in my voice. She was moaning quite loudly. I couldn't believe what I'd seen. I imagined that he must be deep inside her womb by now. "Is everything alright Katie? How does it feel? he wanted to know. "Mmmm... It's amazing... I feel so full up... My pussies not felt like this before... I'm being so stretched," she stammered in between big breaths. "Yes your holes been well spread, but you seem comfortable with it, which means we can start fucking you," he informed her. I watched intently as he slowly withdrew himself and inch upon inch of thick glistening shaft emerged from inside her. The pink taut flesh of her pussy was visibly being pulled outwards by his tool. He stopped for a fraction of a second before easing himself back inside her. "Uuhm!" she exclaimed in satisfaction as he penetrated her to his full depth. He repeated his actions very many times, gradually and steadily increasing his pace. This resulted in her sighs becoming more vocal and more frequent. Eventually he reached his hand under her in order to manipulate her clit. She was now moaning continually and noisily whilst at the same time pushing her bottom to meet every inward thrust. "You're going to make me cum!... You're going to make me cum!... Oooh!.... Aghhhhhhhhh!.... Mmmm!" she screamed as he brought her to a thundering climax for the second time. Gradually he slowed his stroking before sliding his still erect meat out of her. He walked behind the sofa and standing in front of her, with her still on her knees, he offered his cock head up to her lips. Her mouth opened and she took him inside. "That's it taste all that young pussy juice you've made for me," he encouraged as she sucked him... "Can you take a little more fucking?" he enquired after a while. "Mmmm. Yes please," was Katie's soft but affirmative reply. "Good... If you sit on my dick I can taste your mum and prep her for fucking," he suggested. We all moved around. Nigel sat on the sofa leaning back. Katie, standing on the floor and facing away from him, straddled his legs and then slowly lowered her pussy onto his pole. Bit by bit it slipped up into her love hole. "Candy bring your pussy here, I want to eat you and I think you've waited long enough," he said as he took hold of my hand and helped me up on to the sofa. I was standing on the sofa straddling his chest, behind Katie and facing him. I must admit I'd not felt so horny and full of sexual expectation for a long time. Nigel reached up, grabbed my hips and gently pulled downwards encouraging me to bend my legs, lowering my pussy towards his mouth. "Mmmm," I moaned as I felt his tongue lick along my slit. This is what I'd been anticipating and hoping for. I knew he was going to have me and I wanted it bad. "That feels so good," I told him. "It tastes pretty good as well," he responded. Behind me I could feel that Katie had begun slowly riding his cock. He had an expert and very attentive tongue which he used to perfection probing into both my love and bum holes, swirling around my ring and along my crack with a silky touch. This man knew how to eat pussy. He was perfectly in tune with my body responding positively to even my slightest indication of pleasure. "Agh! Agh! Agh!" I panted out as he made his first contact with my clit. It was so sudden and sent what was like an electric shock from my pussy up into my tummy. His tongue circled around and over my nub before he sucked it into his mouth. It was the most incredible feeling as he continued playing with it with his tongue. "Katie ride me harder," he requested having released my clit. "I want you to make yourself cum for me." "Mmm, I'll try," she responded whilst increasing the pace and force of her riding. He returned his attention to me and began using his fingers to work my pussy. His thumb was now pressing down and rubbing my love button. "Oooh yes!" I exclaimed as a finger slipped into my love hole. "Moist and quite tight, for a MILF... Nice," he remarked. His digit was working in and out of me whilst being jiggled and going as deep as possible. He replaced his thumb with the thumb of his other hand whilst at the same time sliding his finger out. I was a little disappointed as I was really enjoying what it was doing. I wasn't frustrated for long however as it was replaced by his thumb. I was certainly having an excellent sexing, my breathing was deeper and my moaning louder which was matched by Katie's from behind me. Nigel's finger was circling my anal ring and was soon at my entrance before being pushed deep into my bum hole. He began finger shafting me whilst simultaneously, sliding and holding his thumb and finger together against the thin wall of flesh that separated my holes. As he increased the speed of his actions I could feel the wonderful feelings building in my stomach. "Keep going! Keep going," I shouted in encouragement. "Oooh! You lovely man you're making me cum... Aaagh! Don't stop, Don't stop!" I screamed at him as my body started shaking uncontrollably as I orgasmed. "Uuugh! Shit! Shit! Shit! I'm cumming as well," Katie shouted from behind me, as she achieved another orgasm. "Wow! Mum and daughter cumming together how goods that?" Nigel added. "Candy you're an exceptionally wet lady... quite thick and sticky too... your juice is great... and not forgetting you Katie that's the third time you've cum today, you must be enjoying it," he continued. "That's an understatement... it's the best... are you going to fuck mum?" she questioned. "Is that what you'd like to see?" he enquired in reply. "Uh huh!" she grunted sheepishly whilst nodding her head. "She deserves it." "Candy listen to that, your daughters looking out for you... do you want to be done?... it would be a pity to waste such a well prepared pussy." "Of course I want you," I informed him. "I thought you might," he said giggling to himself. "What position?" "Like daughter like mother, it's got to be doggy," I told him, as it's my favourite. "I'd like to have you standing, if that's O.K." "Mmmm," I sighed whilst nodding my approval. We'd all moved position and were standing up. He took my hand and led me to stand in front of the sofa. I was about two feet away as he encouraged me to bend forward. I was bent at the waist with my arms extended and my hands resting on the seat cushion to support me. "That's it... spread your legs... just a little bit more... great," he said as I complied with his instructions. He stood behind me. "Mum's going to let me go bareback I assume? he queried. "Oh yes," I assured him. I could feel him rubbing his head up and down and along my pussy. These were his final teasing actions before placing himself at my tunnel of pleasure and then slowly easing himself into me. "Mmm that feels so good Nigel," I informed him as I felt my love hole stretching around him as he went progressively deeper and deeper, filling me totally with his meat. "Candy you're wonderfully tight and so ready for fucking," he said as he started sliding in and out of me. He soon settled into an excellent steady pace which certainly aroused and stimulated me, especially on each deep inward stroke. "Your cock looks so good inside mum," I heard Katie say from behind Nigel. "She's really enjoying it as well." Listening to her talk like that and realising that she was observing everything Nigel was doing to me only served to heighten my level of excitement. Gradually he increased the pace and force of his pounding. "Oh yes! That's it! Screw me harder! Screw me harder! Oooh! You're making me cum! You're making me cum," I squealed as I climaxed extremely strongly. My legs were shaking and giving way under me. He placed his arm under my tummy for support. Lifting me slightly off my feet and with his tool still deep inside me he manoeuvred me until I was lying full length on my front on the sofa and he was lying on top of me. He encouraged me to have my legs closed as tightly as possible and without seeming to have stopped he slowly started grinding in and out of me. I was in heaven. He was making me feel wonderful and totally relaxed at the same time. It seemed as though he was doing me like this for ages. Eventually I felt his hand squirming underneath me and his finger and thumb made contact with my clit. He worked it slowly in time to his grinding. "Mmmm... I'm... cumming... Oooh!... yes... That... feels... incredible... It's... so... nice... Aaaaaagh... please... no... more... I'm ... finished," I quietly informed him as I had the most unbelievable long drawn out orgasm. It was just a low level churning inside my body that didn't seem to stop. It was out of this world no one had ever given me an experience like that before. Little by little his grinding subsided and he withdrew his still hard member and raised himself off me and stood up. I just lay still for a little before turning on my side. I could see Nigel and Katie standing together having a good old snog whilst he was fondling her pert little boobs. "I can see what you're up to," I shouted across jokingly. They immediately stopped their playing. "Do the ladies take cum?" Nigel asked. For some reason Katie and I looked straight at each other, maybe to check on the other for approval. "Mmm," Katie responded "Yes," I responded simultaneously. "That's great because my balls are full and they require someone to empty them," he informed us. He got me to sit on the sofa and brought Katie over and sat her next to me. He stood in front of us and the two of us took it in turns to suck his cock and balls. We hadn't been going long. "You're both working so well that feeding times arrived," he said. "Open your mouths wide. Tip your head back a little more Katie," he continued as he started stroking his cock. "Oh yes! Oh yes!... You first Katie...Aaagh!... Aaagh!... Now mum Uuugh!... Uuugh!" he groaned as he filled both our mouths with his hot, white sticky jizz... "Have you both swallowed?" he questioned. "Mmmm!" we both affirmed in unison. "What a perfect end to a perfect day," he concluded. "Take a shower if you want, then you can join Sarah and me in the house. Nigel exited the studio, still nude, and Katie and I showered. We said very little to each other. I think we were now feeling the shock and surprise of what we had just taken part in. I wasn't sure how Katie felt and I don't think she knew about me. We dressed, collected our things together and went up to the house. "Hello once again ladies," Sarah said welcoming us. "You look contented. I know that Nigel has had the pleasure of having both of you and I trust the two of you were pleasured to satisfaction in return." "Very much so," I replied. "Definitely," Katie added. "That's good," Sarah continued. "As for the photos. I'm very pleased with the results and I've printed out half a dozen samples for each of you, have a seat and look at them," she suggested passing us the pictures. We sat down on the settee. "They are good, the lightings so effective," I commented as I sifted through mine. "I agree, they're quite stunning," Katie added. "I'm glad you like them," Sarah replied. " I've burnt a CD of the glamour shots, one for each of you, which includes all the shots single and as a pair and there's another CD each of your own lingerie shots as singles. You can then choose which ones you require and the payment for the shoot includes up to 150 prints so you can decide how to divide those up between you. Is that alright?" "That's fine... What about the nudes?" I queried. "Right, the nude shots and lingerie of you as a pair have been uploaded to a cloud. If you leave your e-mail addresses I'll send you the link and you can access them how and when you like," Sarah explained. " I've got a black and white print for you to look at," she said. She passed it over and Katie and I viewed it. It showed the two of us kneeling sideways hugging one of Nigel's legs each. He was looking down at us and we were both looking at his large flaccid cock. "It's quite an erotic pose," I suggested. "Tasteful, yet rude," Katie remarked amusingly . "Can I ask a question?" "Certainly," Sarah replied. "How big is Nigel?" she enquired. "Well it's a question ladies often ask. When he's fully hard he has a length of eight and a half inches and a girth of six and three-quarter inches, although the base of his head is somewhat larger," came the reply. "He's a very big boy," Katie observed. "You're such a lucky lady having him on tap," I added. Both Nigel and Sarah started to laugh. "I don't get to enjoy Sarah," Nigel informed us. "She's a lesbian." That made me giggle, a little embarrassed by my previous observation. "Yes, I enjoy the fairer sex," Sarah explained. "So getting to see and photograph you in the nude was a real treat. Getting to play would have been a bonus," she added with a tinge of disappointment and frustration in her voice. "Don't feel too sorry for her," Nigel chipped in. "She does get to play, more often than you'd imagine, then I often get to miss out." "Aaaagh! poor you," I said playfully. "If you'd said something Sarah you could have shared me with Nigel." "You mean you...?" Sarah intervened. "Yes I've enjoyed pussy in my time, but not for a long while now," I explained. "Perhaps another time," she said quite eagerly. "As we've raised the subject of 'another time' there is something I'd like to discuss with both of you," she added. "Some of our ladies do come back again, but in order to do so they have to agree to one condition and that is that they are willing to be videoed. We call these our 'naughty ladies' and as well as Nigel we have a handful of other guys available for them. Is it something you'd be interested in?" On top of what had already happened this came as a bit of a shock to me and I could see a look of amazement on Katie's face. "It sounds very interesting but It's not something I've given any thought to," I hurriedly replied. "Katie?" Sarah asked "Nigel was terrific and it's very tempting," she replied. "I can see that this has surprised you a little. Perhaps you need to take time to consider it. Here's my card, contact me either by e-mail or phone, for a chat, if you decide to go ahead or to find out more," Sarah informed us. "I'm sure we will," I said answering for both of us. "I'm sure Katie will agree that we've had an amazing and at times surprising day. I'll have to thank my friend Rebecca for recommending you." "Rebecca?" Sarah questioned. "Yes, Rebecca Thompson," I replied quizzically. "Oh... Becky" Sarah said in recognition. "She's one of our 'naughty girls'. Nigel's pleasured her a couple of times, haven't you?" "I certainly have," he responded with a touch of delight in his voice. "She's met one of our other 'studs' as well, so she'll be able to explain things to you I'm sure," Sarah went on. "I'll do that and thank you once again," I said standing up. "Yes, thank you it's been quite an experience," Katie added as she got up off the settee. "Don't forget your discs," Nigel reminded us. "I look forward to possibly seeing and having you again." "That goes for me as well, especially you Candy," Sarah added. We made our way out to the car before departing down the drive. As Katie drove us home I had a little niggle in my mind that wouldn't go away and I needed to discuss it with her. "I know you've not said anything but I hope you don't think I've let your father down today, because just like you I do love him very much." "I know you do mum." "When I'm with your dad we make love together, where as today was just lust and raw fucking." "It's O.K. mum I've got no reason to judge you. I've not yet found that real love bond that you and dad have and all I've been doing with my boyfriends is having sex. Even if I had I'm sure I'd have still let Nigel have me." "Thanks, you're so kind, you really are my special girl." "Alright mum, that's enough... can I ask you something?" "Of course you can, you know that." "Did you enjoy Nigel's spunk?" "Mmmm! I certainly did. It was good, a real treat, so different from your fathers." "Too much information mother!" "But you must know that all men are different." "I do, and not only in taste but consistency as well. Nigel has a lovely tang to his juice and it was nice and thick." "I know.... He's also a heavy cummer, he was able to shoot plenty of sperm for both of us. I don't suppose that should be a surprise given the size of his balls." I said and Katie laughed. "I must say I was very impressed with your oral skills, as was Nigel I might add. The first time I took over from you was terrific. You'd obviously worked some pre-cum out of him and left a residue for me to taste." Although we were close we'd never talked as intimately as this before. It however seemed quite natural and we were both uninhibited. It's not surprising I suppose given what we'd just done and watched being done. "Mum is it right that you like pussy?" Katie questioned me further. "Yes I frequently indulged before marrying your father." "Who with?" "Various ladies, you know friends and girls that I'd meet. In particular during in my time at college. Have you not tried or thought about it?" "I've thought about it but no further." "Would you?" "I'd love to try, does it taste nice?" "Very nice, I'm sure you'll get the opportunity especially when you get to uni." "Talking of uni I've already decided I'm not going to remain faithful to Andy. Nigel's taught me that there's the possibility of better out there. Do you think I'm being callous? " "Not at all. You're still young and at your age you need to be getting serviced regularly and that won't happen with him down here and you up at uni. You need to make the most of your time. In a way I wish I'd had a few more years of playing the field but there is no knowing when cupid will strike. I've been so lucky though, in meeting your dad and him seeding me, which gave me you." "Thanks mum, I do love you." "That's what mum's are for. I know we enjoyed Nigel for his size but you also experienced being taken by a man for the first time today, rather than a boy. It was at college that I experienced my first 'man', it was one of the lecturers, not one of mine I might add. It certainly got me to appreciate the more practiced and skilful techniques of the older guy. Your dad's eight years older than me remember." "Mmmm, you might have something there. I've only ever cum once, in a session, if at all, with my boyfriends but it was three times with Nigel." "That wasn't his size but his control and his desire to pleasure you above his own gratification." "Can I ask something else?" "You're full of questions today, but go on." "Do you do anal? I know Nigel played with your bum but do you do more?" "Why? Are you interested?" "Well it did feel good when he licked and tongued me." "I do like being played with, just a finger, I don't go further. Some women like more but it will be your own choice. Just take it a step at a time." "O.K. From what they were saying and intimating Rebecca sounds like a hot one." The Photo Shoot "Doesn't she just. That reminds me I promised to text her to let her know how the shoot went," I said. I took out my phone and had a text conversation with her. 'just being driven home from the photo studio having been completely satisfied by Nigel - thank you!!!!!' 'MUMS BEEN DONE BUT DID HE FUCK YOUNG KATIE?' 'oh! yes!' 'FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!' The Photo Shoot Lia walked into the photo studio to prepare for a photo shoot. She stood on her toes and fixed the lighting, changing out the filters for her shots. She stared at the staging area and waited for inspiration to strike her. She suddenly felt a wide grin come across her lips and she walked quickly out to the garage and unlocked one of Anna's bikes and wheeled it back inside from the back entrance. She parked it in the spot she had envisioned it in and locked it into place. She dashed upstairs to change her outfit. She stripped down completely naked then went to her dresser and pulled out a pair of red stockings and slid them on her long legs. She reached in the drawer again and found the matching panties, bra and garter belt. She put her fedora firmly on her head and then grabbed a trench coat. She wrapped it around her and slid her feet into her red heels. She walked downstairs to the photo studio, grabbed the relay for the camera and climbed onto the motorbike. She leaned forward placing her upper body on the tank of the bike as her legs straddled the seat and she clicked a photo. This was only a test shot for the lighting, but it was efficient nonetheless. She carefully got off the bike and checked the test shot. She smiled as she saw her work. She went back to the bike satisfied with the shot and remounted the cycle to begin the photoshoot. She first leaned against the bike with her hand on her fedora with her face tilted downward and snapped a shot, then she untied the coat and let a shoulder become exposed, snapping that photo she began to get lost in poses. She had become oblivious to her surroundings and the fact she was being watched. Anna stood in the corner of the studio just beyond the light umbrella. She watched as her wife took various poses over her motorcycle and smiled. She breathed in slowly quite intrigued with the ways the light hit her wife's body. She watched as Lia dropped the trench onto the floor and then pressed her palms to the seat of the bike and bent over it. Anna's mind slid into mischievous mode. She quietly, as not to alert to her presence, slid out of her own clothes and made her way around the side of the lighting umbrella to get a better look at her wife. Piece by piece, Lia's clothes hit the floor. She removed her bra first, taking a shot with her hands over her breasts then another without them being covered. Anna grinned and felt herself stiffen. She loved breasts and especially those of her wife. She felt her hand slide down to her cock and lightly touched it; it was at half-mast as her wife would say. She watched as the next article of clothing cascaded to the floor, it was the panties next. Lia bent over the bike with her legs crossed showing the view from behind. Anna stared at her wife's pussy from this angle and that imaging the feeling of it under her tongue as she casually began to stroke herself, sighing quietly as she continued to spy. Lia then leaned back spread eagle showing off another view, lifting her left leg, then her right. Lia briefly thought she saw a flash of pink from the corner of her eye but dismissed it as a trick of the light. Anna edged closer as Lia went down on the floor in front of the bike for some more poses. She saw Lia briefly look over in her direction and quickly backed up, Lia squinted then shook her head and went back to posing. Anna's heart raced a little thinking she had been caught but she realized Lia still wasn't alerted to her presence. She returned to her spot and watched her wife, her lust growing more demanding as she stared. She decided she couldn't take it anymore, her cock now painfully throbbing in her hand, she knew she needed to be inside her Lia. She waited until Lia had bent over, with her face toward the bike and crept over and slid her hand between her wife's legs and began to massage her clit. Lia let out a moan. Anna smiled hearing the sound. She leaned over her, her breasts touching Lia's back and whispered into her ear as she nibbled on it "well hello there, babygirl" Lia felt her pussy muscles clench and grow instantly wet as she heard those words in that quiet, gravelly English accent hit her ear, she shivered as her wife nibbled her ear. She smiled and in an involuntary squeak she replied "Hello, Daddy, what brings you to the studio?" Anna didn't answer she simply pulled Lia up onto her knees and ran her hands down the length of her body stopping to gently grab a handful of her wife's pussy and then licked up her neck toward her ear and then back down biting into her neck once she got to the space in the crook of her neck. She ran her teeth along her jugular and then bit again this time drawing blood from her beautiful wife's neck. Lia whimpered and felt her body writhe. Anna took advantage of her wife's hip roll and slid two fingers inside of her pussy and began to slide them in and out of her. Lia rolled her hips, her breathing becoming more intense. She felt her wetness engulf Anna's fingers as she cried out her wife's name. Anna smiled again having removed her teeth from Lia's neck. She slid her free hand up and grabbed a handful of Lia's raven hair and palmed the back of woman's skull in her hand. She pressed forward and dropped her to all fours, removing her fingers as she did. She gave her cock two quick pumps, putting her wife's juices on the head and then with strategic aiming she rammed herself fully and fiercely inside of Lia's wet, waiting hole. She bit her lip as she entered her. Lia felt her wife enter her and felt a sigh of relief escape her lips. She lowered her upper body to make her entrance more accessible but was quickly pulled back up. She felt herself being pulled to a standing position, her legs straightening out. She was then picked up, her wife's hands sliding around her ass cheeks and fully enveloping her hip joints, she was carried over to the studio wall carefully and then dropped onto her feet and pressed against the wall, her face touching the cold stone. Anna grabbed Lia's hair with one hand and put the other on her shoulder and slid herself 3/4s of the way out and then slammed back into her wife's hot slit as hard as she could, she repeated this action 3 or 4 more times then bent her over in front of her and fucked her ferociously. Lia cried out as the first wave hit her, her muscles clenched up and she rocked back onto her wife's cock, pressing herself onto her, matching her movements, her pussy spasming and twitching. She tensed up her body and came almost to a stop when she came. Anna having none of that, grabbed her hips and pounded her from behind until the orgasm subsided. The scent of sex hit the air, causing Anna to moan quietly behind Lia. She flexed herself inside her wife causing Lia to cry out more. This sound was like music to Anna's ears. She grinned and began to chuckle as she pounded her wife's pretty, tight pussy. Lia, hearing her wife's chuckle, suddenly became aware of a shift of energy in the air. She tensed her body in anticipation. She felt herself being lifted again and flipped onto her back, She felt her head spin as her wife dove between her thighs and began to lap at her pussy, sucking on her clit. Lia looked down at her wife's pink head between her legs and chuckled. "weren't you supposed to do that first?" "No law saying I have to do it first, I'll do it when I please, thanks" Anna flicked Lia's clit violently with her tongue,"besides, I was hungry, you're tasty, and it's mine, isn't it?" "Yes, Daddy, it is" Anna grinned and sucked on Lia's clit for a few moments and once the girl was writing under her tongue she whispered into her pussy lips against her clit in a low growl," Good Girl" Lia shook as her pussy exploded against Anna's tongue. Anna lapped at her wife's juices like a woman dying of thirst from being in a desert for far too long. She licked, sucked and bit at her wife's pussy until she had exhausted the juiciness of it and then got back to her knees and pulled her wife to a sitting position, wrapping Lia's arms and legs around her she slid herself back inside. Lia pressed her pussy onto her wife's cock and began to ride her, grinding her pussy onto her as if her life depended on it. She pounded herself onto the stiff rod so hard she began to gasp for breath, She loved fucking her wife almost more than anything else in the world. She closed her eyes and felt the mammoth sword impale her over and over, her muscles quivering around it as it filled and stretched her to her limits. She bit her upper lip and whimpered quietly, directly in Anna's ear. The noises having quite some influence on Anna's functionality, she lifted her hips to meet her wife's and the two began to move in unison. Sweating and panting the two rolled to a position where Lia was momentarily in charge. Lia pinned Anna's arms to the floor and lifted her pussy just inches from dismounting Anna and stopped. She looked down at her wife with a sly grin and she rocked her pussy on the head of Anna's swollen, throbbing, slick cock and then launched herself forward to meet her lips with Anna's and kiss her deeply causing Anna's cock to blast back inside Lia so deep it caused them both to moan into each others mouths. Anna groaned as her tongue entwined with Lia's and her cock filled her pussy. Lia pressed her body against her wife and felt her pussy stretch more as her wife's cock prepared to fill her with creamy goodness. She smiled down and then slid off her wife and took her stiffness into her mouth and French kissed it, running her tongue around the head of her wife's cock and sucked it as hard as she could, Anna writing below her and crying out as Lia continued to rhythmically suck and lick. She felt her wife's engorged penis begin to twitch and jerk in her mouth and then spew forward her seed unto Lia's tongue, she lapped and suckled her, drinking down the drops of her cum, she sucked her wife like she was trying to work a thick shake through a straw, drinking down as much of her as she could. She continued sucking long after she had stopped shooting loads, wanting to be sure not to miss a single drop of the salty-sweet juice. She moaned happily as the final shots subsided. She gave Anna's dick one last lick and French kiss and then lay her head on her hip. She sighed and closed her eyes. Anna lay trying to recall how to breathe and staring at the ceiling, absently stroking her wife's hair that lay across her stomach. She closed her eyes and felt herself begin to calm down. "so why did you come to the studio?" "Doesn't matter, this was a much better reason" The Photo Shoot I was a little nervous and it seemed Mark was too, but after a few minutes we started to get silly and enjoy ourselves. As happens in most of my shoots with Bob, he sets the scene and then I just kinda move around and try to give him some interesting poses. I took the lead here as we started and Mark seemed to have a sense for it too. I guess because he was a photographer/artist as well. The first shots were maybe a little clumsy as we tried to find our way, but it started to slowly evolve. We changed clothes a couple of times, me wearing different textured items, like a wool sweater with jeans, then a dress and silk blouses and such. I could tell that Bob wasn't getting quite the shots he was looking for. He was changing the lights and trying different angles, but it just wasn't happening for him. He asked me to change into this really nice white piece of lingerie. It was very sheer with the matching panties and bra to wear under it. Both of those were pretty sheer as well, but with the combination of materials, it only hinted at how provocative the outfit was. I agreed somewhat hesitantly, deciding to wear this white silk robe over the top of it all, at least at the beginning. I figured that way I could get comfortable and then shed the robe as the shoot progressed, I knew Bob was trying to get a spark going. Bob didn't say anything when I came back into the room wearing the robe. He just started arranging us for the shoot. Mark was just wearing his bluejeans, his shirt was gone. He had a pretty ripped body with no hair at all on his chest. I guess I didn't expect him to be so built, it’s not something you could tell from the way he normally dresses. Right away, I could see that Bob was happier with this set of shots. As this series progressed, he had me loosen the tie on my robe until it was hanging open and then finally take it off entirely. I was still a little nervous, but Mark didn't seem to be paying any particular attention to my more exposed state, so I tried not to worry about it either. It wasn't like it was terribly revealing, but it still felt pretty exhilarating to actually be modeling like this with a guy from school. Somehow naughty I guess, and I liked it. I'm sure the wine may've had something to do with my mood just then too. Bob took some shots of me facing the camera with Mark behind me, his hands folded on my belly. The contrast was great, his dark hands on my white silk material. Bob had me turn around so that I was standing facing Mark. He told me to lift my arms straight over my head and then told Mark to take the hem of lingerie coverall and slowly lift it up over my head. I told Bob that I thought it work better if I was facing the camera with Mark behind me. He agreed to try it like that and turned around to face him and raised my arms over my head, I watched in the mirror as Mark lifted the sheer garment up over my head, I could hear the camera clicking away. Bob had him remove it entirely, all the time shooting away. I knew that with with the coverlet removed, I might as well be naked. I did still have on the bra and panties and even though they were pretty much transparent, somehow having those on made me feel a little more comfortable. I could see my reflection in the mirror behind Bob. My nipples were dark and straining against the delicate material of the bra. A regular bra can't conceal my nipples when they get hard, this bra only served to show them off more. I could also see in the mirror that Mark's eyes were locked on body as well, staring down at my breasts. I don't think he even knew that I saw him staring at me. I could feel butterflies in my belly at the look of hunger on his face. My nipples reacted to his gaze by getting harder than they already were. I looked over at Bob, but he seemed totally oblivious. Bob had Mark move up closer behind me and put his arms around my waist again locking his hand together. He took a bunch of close-ups of his hands on my white belly. Then I put my hands on his and he took some more shots. Finally, Bob had to reload his cameras. He came up close and whispered that I change into my white terrycloth robe and to lose the bra and panties. I looked at him, questioning him with my eyes, but he turned and walked to the darkroom to reload his camera ignoring my look. I went into our bedroom and changed as he asked. I guess I figured that he knew what he was doing and besides, it was kind of kinky, exciting to me. When I came back in, I stood there as Bob figured out where the next shots were going to be. Once he figured it out, he had Mark stand behind me again with both of us facing the camera. Bob then untied the front of my robe. I gave him a look because he knew I wasn't wearing anything underneath, but again, he just ignored the look. He didn't open it up all the way to reveal anything, but enough so that it was open to below my belly button and showed all the skin between my breasts just barely concealing my nipples. I have very firm, small breasts and when I looked down, I could clearly see them. Bob then positioned Mark's hands on the bare skin of my belly clenched tightly so that the veins stood out. Marks hands were dark and rough against my soft white skin. Bob again focused on the hands and finally backed up to get a full shot. He asked Mark to bend over my neck like he was nuzzling my ear and had me lean my head back into him. When he moved in against me like that, I could feel that he had an erection as it pressed into my butt. Bob continued to shoot and when Mark took my earlobe in his teeth I lay my head back even further. "Great", Bob said and got a close up of Mark nibbling on my ear. OK Mark, bring your hands up and slip the robe off her shoulders. When the robe dropped off, my breasts were revealed and I bought my hands up to cup them and keep them hidden from view. Mark put his hands back down over my lower belly and Bob snapped a couple more shots. Bob next directed Mark to place his hands over mine, he moved his hands up to cup mine over my breasts. I was a bit shocked and very aroused by what was happening. I could tell Bob loved it though. He came over after some shots and changed the position of the fingers on both of our hands to make a better shot and coincidently reveal a nipple. I could feel Mark’s warm hand touching the erect nipple. Bob took a bunch of shots of us like this and Mark seemed to be enjoying things so far too. The problem was that I was starting to like it as well. Bob had Mark move his hands back down onto my belly which by now naked too. He had me look straight into the camera still covering my breasts just clicking away. Then the big moment came, he told me to lean back into Mark and put my hands behind his head. Mark left his hands where they were. Bob clicked away moving in close for shots of just Marks hands and my breasts. Finally, he told Mark to reach up and cup my breasts. He said it almost nonchalantly and when after a moment I didn't object, I felt Marks hands slide up and gently cup my breasts. Bob snapped some pics and then repositioned Mark's fingers so that they were more spread out on me and again revealed a nipple between his fingers. I felt hot where his hands were touching me and I was getting a pretty excited by the whole thing. It was so erotic to see his dark hands on my creamy white skin. I knew that Bob got off on other men seeing me naked, but this was a step up and I didn't know how far he would take it. I didn't know how far I would let him. It felt pretty kinky to almost naked and to have another man feeling me up while my boyfriend took pictures. Bob wasn't missing the opportunity either, once he got the pictures he wanted, he told Mark to start playing with my breasts. “I want you so squeeze them, pull her nipples, twist em... whatever you want to do. Act as if I wasn't here taking pictures”. Mark started to squeeze and run his hands over me while he kissed my neck. Bob told me to lay my head back and to put my hands back and to rub them though Mark's hair. Blood started to rush and my nipples responded and started to get big, really big. “OK Mark, roll her nipples now, yeah, yeah like that... pull them out toward me.” The camera was clicking away as Mark played with my breasts in earnest. In the background, I heard the rewind motor on Bobby's camera and so knew that Bobby wasn't taking any pictures, but Mark wasn't letting that stop him and I didn't mind. Bob got this going, I was just enjoying it. While he was playing with me, he continued to nibble my ears and kiss my neck. I was becoming really aroused. My breathing was deeper and more passionate. I knew Bob could tell how hot I was getting. He must've made the fastest film change ever. In no time at all, the camera started clicking again.. Bob told Mark to cup both breasts and roll my nipples like he was tuning in a radio, but slow. He took shots. "Now pull her nipples out toward the camera again while twisting them... pull em harder, harder." I moaned for the first time as he did this. Bob took a bunch of shots, he had 3 cameras going, when one would empty, he'd just pick up another and keep shooting. I wasn't looking at him and so had no idea whether he was taking close-ups or whole body shots and I didn't really care at that point. Finally, Bob told Mark to take off his pants. He released my breasts and stepped away from me. I almost swooned. I was so into what was happening. I closed my robe and went over to get some more wine. My nipples were tingling and super sensitive from all the attention they had been getting. My mouth was dry from the heavy breathing and my hands were shaking. It was pretty intense being photographed by Bobby while Mark was playing with my breasts like that. Bobby came over to me and asked if I was OK. “Sure” I smiled. “How much more have you got to shoot I asked.” “I don't know, I'm just going with the flow, I'm getting some great shots. I've got more shots to do, but you're doing great.” “Ummmmm, be careful Bobby, it's getting kind of intense I whispered.” “I love intense and Jenn... you are outstanding intense, I want to capture that on film. You can stop anytime you want, but this is some of the best stuff I've ever shot.” I smiled at him weakly and pretty sure where this was going and not doing anything to stop it. I finished off my glass of wine and walked back over to where the guys were talking. “OK Jenn, I want you to lie down on the lounge here and I'll arrange your robe.” I lay down on the chaise and once he got me positioned, he pulled robe open revealing my left breast and side all the way down my leg. The robe still concealed my right breast and pussy from view. He moved my left leg so that it was off the lounge and my foot flat on the ground. My other leg he folded back so that my legs were spread pretty wide open. The robe was the only thing concealing me. My arms were up behind me cradling my head. Lying there in that vulnerable position had me pretty aroused again. He then got Mark to lie down next to me, he was naked except for his boxers. I could see out of the corner of my eye that he was pretty aroused as well. He's over 6'3 and so had to curl up kinda around me in order to fit on the couch. Finally, Bobby had him positioned so that one of his legs was over the top of my leg I still had on the couch forcing my legs even further apart. The way his leg was positioned, his knee was almost touching my pussy. I knew that my pussy lips had to be open like a flower petal by now and totally soaking wet. He was up on one arm and cupping my breast with the other. The last thing Bobby had him do was to lean down and kiss my face, he wanted my eyes closed and my head tilted back as if in bliss. “O.K” Bobby said, “now Mark I want you to play with her breast like before only this time, try to milk it a bit. I want to get some close up of your hands squeezing her tit and pulling on her nipple.” As he did this, I arched my back slightly and let out a quiet moan. My nipples are incredibly sensitive and this was really starting to make my head spin. I'm sure Bobby knew exactly what he was doing, he knows what gets me really hot and this was doing it. The camera was clicking away and my nipples were huge and swollen from all of Mark's attention. I was getting really aroused now and not paying a lot of attention to anything Bobby was saying. I was really just interested in what the hand was doing to my nipple. He was turning and twisting it as he kissed my neck and nibbled on my ear. His breathing was getting a bit rough too. I was moaning on each breath now. His hand moved over to the other side and pushed the robe out of the way revealing my other breast and he started to play with that one too. Somewhere deep in my mind I wondered how much Bob was enjoying watching his friend playing with my nipples right in front of him. It didn't seem to bother him at all, in fact he seemed really into it, he just continued to take the fucking pictures. “Mark, I want you to lean over her and take her nipple in your teeth.” Mark wasted no time and I felt a thrill surge through me when he took my nipple. He sucked it deep into his hot mouth swirling his rough tongue around it before slowly releasing it until it was gently clamped in his teeth. Then he pulled on it. He was still squeezing and playing with my other breast. The camera came in close, snapping away. This was really beginning to drive me crazy, I moaned loudly as Mark tugged at my nipple. After a moment, he sucked it back into his mouth and Bobby took a close up of that too. I opened my eyes and looked down, He pulled up as he sucked and Bob got in close to a shot of my nipple between his full lips. Bobby was hard as a rock. I could see the tent in his pants as he moved around. This was getting him off big time. vaguely, I wondered how much of this was planned out and how much was just spontaneous. As I had mentioned he liked men seeing me naked, it looked like he wanted to see his friend take it a little further. I figured I'd just play along with this. Well... at least as much as I could decide anything being half loaded and now so totally aroused. “OK Mark,take a break for a moment, I want to get some of Jenn alone.” Mark got up and moved away from me. I opened my eyes and Bobby told me to close them and not move for a moment, he needed to change to lighting. I lay back, taking deep breaths in order to get my breathing to slow down a little bit. My leg was starting to cramp a bit, so I stretched it out so that it was hanging off the other side of the couch. My pussy was as wide open as it could possibly be now, but still hidden by the robe. Bobby adjusted the lighting and started shooting me again. He took a couple of shots of me lying there like that with the robe on, then he opened the robe wide open revealing all of me. Mark sucked in a breath when he saw my open pussy and how red and excited I was. By now Bob was shooting a combination of B&W and color film. He took a number of shots of my exposed pussy. He reached in and spread my lips so that my inner pussy was now exposed and took shots of that too. When he finished taking those shots he had me sit up on the short end of the couch. Mark, I want you to kneel down in front of Jenn and take her nipple into your mouth again. I've set the lighting up a little better for a siloutte shot. Jenn I just want you to stay as you are, I'm going to get a shot from the side. When I tell you to, I want you to lean over him and pull his head to your chest while stroking his hair. Mark kneeled down in front of me and pushed my legs apart and he got in close to me. I leaned back on my arms a bit arching my back. Mark leaned in and gently took my large, tender nipple deep into his mouth and began to suck hard on it as he kneaded my breast and then pulled back until just the tip of my nipple was in his mouth and Bobby snapped his picture. He took a couple more and then told me to pull him into me. I leaned forward and pulled his head to my chest as he continued to suckle. He took a few more shots and ran out of film again. While he went to change it, I pretended that I wasn't aware and apparently that was going to be Mark's play too as he continued to suckle first one breast then the other. I wasn't acting as I ran my hands through his hair and began to quietly moan again though. I felt Mark’s hand slip down between us and a finger gently slid into my wet pussy. It felt so good. When we heard Bobby coming back down the hall, he pulled his finger out. When Bobby got back into the room, he took a couple more shots and then told Mark to begin to kiss his way down to my belly button. He told me to lean back on my elbows and arch my back a little. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew I should probably stop this. I was too far gone anyway to be making any kind of rational decisions. I was soaking wet and I guess I already knew that if he continued past my belly, I wouldn't stop it. Well, when he got to my belly button, he rolled his tongue into it and it just sent another tingle through my body. It was almost as if my belly button was wired directly to my pussy and I could feel the ripples starting. Just the thought that this man was so close to it had me on fire. I knew I had to be engorged, wet and wide open. I could feel the tingles deep in my pussy. Bobby kept snapping shots as Mark pushed my legs further apart and stared at my swollen pussy, I moaned and spread my legs even wider. Mark moaned “Oh Baby, I gotta have me a taste of that”, when he finally saw me close up. I knew that after all this foreplay he had to be in agony, what being bunched up in his underwear all this time. Bobby kept snapping away pictures of Bobby admiring my open pussy and quietly told him to go ahead slowly. I lay there watching him and anticipating. Mark moved his hand up and touched me with a finger tip on my clit. I moved my hips toward him in response. Bob snapped a shot of him touching me like that. He then told him to slowly slide his finger into me. As I felt his finger slowly push it’s way into me, I started shaking. I watched as it disappeared into my warm folds. Bob snapped a bunch of shots as this was going on. Mark slid a 2nd finger into me and twisted it, I moaned loudly as the hit a pleasure center. Bob let this go on for a minute or two and then told Mark to pull the hood back from my clit. I closed my eyes and dropped my head back as I felt the cool air on the most private of treasures. Then I felt the tip of his tongue touch, just barely, my hard clitoris. I groaned and the camera clicked, and then it clicked again closer to my face. I was biting my lower lip totally lost in what was happening. Mark then started from the bottom of my pussy and licked a slow path all the way up to the top. I was insane, moaning and tossing my head side to side. I was clutching onto the material on the couch and moving my ass from side to side as he went down on me. I could hear the camera clicking away in the background as Mark started to attack my pussy. From a foggy distance I heard Bobby tell me to roll my nipples between my fingers. I did as he asked, pulling and teasing them while he continued to photograph us. I was moaning loudly now and breathing hard. It seemed to only take a minute or so until almost without warning, the orgasm hit me. I arched my back and pushed my pussy into Mark's face as the waves overwhelmed me. Mark continued to probe with his tongue while I convulsed through an intense orgasm. As the waves of pleasure began to subside, I gently pushed his head away and just lay back stretching my arms up over my head trying to calm down. Once I got my breath back, Bobby had me sit up on the edge of the couch. He repositioned the lights and then had Mark stand in front of me. I just docilely followed his direction. He then told me to put my hands on Mark's hip and to slowly side his underwear down. I did and he clicked away photographing me in profile focusing on what I was seeing. As I pushed them, I could his dick moving inside and then it popped out to face me. Bobby had me stop and he took a couple of shots. Then he had me slide his underwear all the way down and Mark stepped out of them. The Photo Shoot I knew what was coming, Bobby was going to have me do this. As I said before, he always liked having men see me, but this was a new level. I could tell by the bulge in his pants that he was really getting off on the whole thing and I was too. I was now pretty sure where this was all going, hell, he had told me the whole plan last week in bed. This was just the culmination of his fantasy. I figured what the hell, I was really aroused by the whole situation. I wondered what was going through Mark's mind. Was he as aroused as I was by this whole thing. I mean it's not like we didn't see each other around school and stuff. I wondered how it all would play out and I found myself getting even more aroused thinking about it. Bobby was acting the great director now and I just let him. That way if he ever had an issue about what happened tonight, I could point out to him whose idea it all was. Anyway, I sat on the edge of the couch naked looking at Mark's dick twitching about 4 inches or so in front of my face. It was the first black dick I had ever seen personally, It was pretty impressive, especially how big the head was, it was like a large purple lemon. He was really worked up now, there was precum on the tip and it was twitching up and down. He was on the edge of cuming just standing there and I hadn't even touched him yet. “OK Jenn, I want you to just stick your tongue out and lick the very tip of Mark's dick.” There it was, it was out... he wanted me to go through with it... and so I did. I leaned forward and as my tongue touched his dick, Bobby started taking the pictures. I opened my mouth and slowly took just the head into my mouth. I still didn't touch him with anything other than my lips and mouth. I heard Mark intake a sharp breath and moan softly. Bobby was going crazy shooting from different angles and I didn't move at all while he was shooting. Finally I rolled my tongue around the dick and slowly leaned forward until I had as much of him in as I could. I just couldn’t swallow the whole thing. Bobby continued to click away. Mark was breathing fast now, starting to lose control. I leaned back and his wet dick slowly slid out of my throat and then mouth until I just held on to the head. Bobby got up close and changed the lighting a little bit, I guess to show how wet Mark's dick was. He clicked away focusing on just my face and the dick in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head of Mark's dick again and he lost it. I felt the head swell and then the salty blast filled my mouth. He groaned an apology, but that didn't stop it. Bobby shouted for me to let him go and I did. The camera clicked at the same time as the next spasm sent a jet of spoo at my face. The picture caught it just blasting out of his dick. The next picture shows it on the side of my face and another blast in the air heading toward me. These are all black and white art shots and when I saw them later, I have to say they were pretty incredible. I reached up with both hands and took his dick back into my mouth and pumped him dry sucking down whatever he had left. He moaned and never lost his steel. His dick stayed rock hard, and I could tell that after the initial sensitivity, he was back to enjoying a good blow job. He ran his hands through my hair as I went down on him. I had my hand on his ass cheeks pulling him to me as I sucked that big, black dick. Bobby didn't try to direct here, he just snapped away. At one point he took a damp towel and wiped the mess away from the side of my face and then continued to take pictures. Mark was pumping his dick into my mouth and moaning out his pleasure as I worked my magic on him. Bobby let this go on for perhaps 10 minutes or so, maybe longer. Finally, he said that we needed to set up for the next set of shots. I was hot again and I knew Mark was as well. We stopped somewhat reluctantly I suppose, and I looked over to Bobby. My face was red with excitement and lust. My nipples were huge and swollen, in fact my areola were all puffed up with my excitement. My pussy was engorged and throbbing. I needed to get laid now. He told me that he wanted me to lie back on the couch. I did as he asked anticipating what was about to happen. He had Mark kneel between my spread legs, then ease forward so the head of his dick was right at my throbbing coral pink pussy. Bobby took a picture, then adjusted the lights and had Mark move so that the head of was spreading my lips. I lay there biting my bottom lip as Bobby took his pictures. Bobby told us not to move as he went in the other room to get more film. “Are you OK with this?” I moaned to Mark as soon as Bobby left the room. “Oh yeah? I’m real OK with this, I've fantasized about this since I first saw your pictures and when Bobby asked me a couple of weeks ago if I'd like to model with you while he took pictures, I jumped at the chance. I didn’t think anything like this would happen, but I hoped.” "A couple of weeks ago!" I exclaimed in a loud whisper, John nodded as he slowly slid his dick deeper into my pussy. I moaned when I felt him move into me and forgot anything I was going to say. “You are so fucking hot Jenn, I just gotta feel you wrapped around my dick.” I pushed back at him, feeling him go deeper and arched my head back in pleasure. “Ummm, I'm so fucking glad he picked me”, he murmured, his dick buried deep in my hot pussy. I felt him flex his muscles and his dick swelled inside of me. I responded in kind and he groaned as I squeezed him in a velvet grip. Bobby was taking his time and I guess Mark just couldn't take it any more. He slowly slid his dick all the way out and then all the way in again. My hips were up off the couch, he had his hands under me holding my butt cheeks and he was studying his dick buried in my pussy. “You like what you see?” I asked smiling. “Oh yeah, real good, I just need a moment to enjoy looking at it”, he laughed. “I'm thinking too much about what's happening and how it feels… I wanted to see it too.” Bobby finally came back into the room saying that he had trouble finding more film. As he came toward us, Mark slid his dick back out of my pussy so that just the head was buried in me. Bobby came over and seemed to ignore the fact that Mark's dick was slick with my juices. I just lay back on my elbows and Bobby started to photograph my pussy with Mark's dick just barely in it. Mark, reach down and pull her lips out so they're coming out instead of being pushed in. I felt the fingers pull my lips out and arrange them around them around his dick. Bobby clicked off a few more pictures and then told Mark to slide it deeper into me. Mark did that very slowly and I moaned biting my lip as his dick slowly slid all the way in. Without being told Mark then began to just as slowly pull it back out again. I opened my eyes and saw that Mark's eyes were closed and he was just concentrating on what he was feeling. Bobby was filming us from all angles. The camera’s clicking just a background to what we were doing. Mark slid his dick all the way out of my pussy and I groaned, pushing my pelvis up toward where I knew his dick must be. All of a sudden and without warning he plunged back in, his dick hitting a perfect bulls eye as he buried himself to the hilt deep inside of me. I screamed with pleasure as he filled me back up. Almost as quickly, he pulled out again and waited a pause, then attacked me again and again. I was so worked up now that I was incoherent, just moaning and groaning in the throes of sexual intoxication. Just as I was building up the release of another orgasm, Bobby told him to stop for a minute. I moaned for him not to stop, not yet, but Bobby told me to just be patient. “Mark I want you to lie on the couch, Jenn I want you on top.” I stood up on wobbly legs and and waited for Mark to lie down, then I climbed on top of him. I positioned his dick at the entrance of my pussy while Bob shot away and then I slowly sat back on it taking it all in. Mark put his hands on either side of my hips and I started to ride him. My breasts were bouncing and Mark reached up to play with them as I rode his dick. It felt so good that I didn’t say anything when Bob came over with a video camera filming us. I just closed my eyes and continued to fuck this big beautiful black man. “Lean back Jenn, let’s see his dick fucking that pussy of yours.” I leaned way back on my elbow and moved my hips, every time I moved I could feel his dick pulling against my clit and it was driving me crazy. Bob filmed the whole thing close up just like he’d fantasized the week before. “How do you like it Jenn, feel good… it sure looks good?” Bobby asked. “Oh god, Bobby…it feels so good, I love it!” He couldn’t take it anymore I guess, he gave the camera to Mark to keep filming and pulled his own dick out of his pants and fed it into my mouth I sat up a bit straighter so that I could get a hold of it and started to suck it greedily. Mark held the camera behind him so that you could see his dick sliding in and out of my pussy while I blew Bobby. When I started to run my tongue around that sensitive spot on the bottom of his dick, it was too much for poor Bobby. He blew his top with a loud groan. I continued to suck on his dick until I had drained him. He pulled away and took the video camera back. "Goddamn, I needed that he laughed, I was having trouble concentrating for a little bit there." He left for a couple of minutes and I continued to ride Mark, he had incredible staying power and I was so close to the edge of an orgasm, I just couldn’t seem to hit the plateau, but it was almost more delicious as a result. He pulled me down and suckled my nipples while he continued to drive into my violated pussy. I was so high. Bobby came back in with the camera loaded and set the video camera on a tripod. Finally he told us to stop, he need some other shots. I really didn’t want to now, I was so close and I knew that if I stoped then I would slide away from the orgasm. Jenn, I want you to lie down on the couch and put your hand over your head behind you. When I did, I felt something on one of my wrists and saw the Bobby had some silk ties and was tying my arms together up over my head to the heavy light stand at the end of the couch above my head. He then took my ankles and draped them over the edge of the couch, spreading my legs and positioning my pussy at the edge of the couch. He tied my ankles to the feet of the couch. I watched him apprehensively as he did this but I didn't argue, I was too excited to fight. He then tied a blindfold over my eyes. Once that was done, I could here the clicking as he started taking more pictures of me all bound up. When the camera stopped clicking, I wondered what was happening. I heard footsteps leaving the studio and figured that he must be reloading the camera. I felt a hand on my breast caressing them and then a moment later heard someone come back into the studio. I heard Bobby's voice tell Mark that he could do whatever he wanted now and he would just snap away. Mark's hard dick was again at my opening and he asked me if I wanted him to slide it in. I whispered that I did, No Jenn you need to tell me what you want me to do to you. I was quiet for a second, then in frustration and in my need, I told him that I wanted him to fuck me. “Do you want me to just fuck you Jenn or do you want me to fuck you hard?” He was rolling my nipple between his strong fingers, teasing it as he talked to me, it was driving me crazy. I was moaning and rolling my body so that it pulled as I moved away from the fingers. “I want you to slide your big dick into me and just go crazy, I need you to fuck me like a madman now… rape my pussy!” He got up and I felt the weight at the end of the couch. He slid his dick into me agonizingly slow. I arched my hips as much as I could, but he was in control. He started the slow rhythm again and it was so delicious. He talked to Bobby as he slowly fucked me. "Man, you are one lucky bastard. What a great piece of ass you have here man, I don't know if I would be sharing it but since you did, I can't tell you how much I appreciate this man." My hips were moving in rhythm to what he was doing to me. “Come on... talk to me Jenn, tell me what you want, Baby, I want to hear it.” I gasped out between moans, “I want you to do what you were doing before Mark, pull it out and then back in again, fast and hard”. “Like this you mean” and he pulled it all the way of my pussy and then rammed it back in. I arched my back against the bonds and screamed out a moan. “Yes” I cried, “like that again Mark do that again” I begged. He pulled out for a few seconds and slammed it back even harder burying himself and crushing my clit as ground his hips into mine. I was so open that it must’ve made a soft easy target for his hard dick. “OH MY GOD………….. ohhhhhhh yes!!!!!” She likes it rough sometimes Mark, why don't you give her a little of that. He leaned down and bit down on one of my nipples and tugged not so gently and I moaned again. I rolled my hips as he moved his hips in the opposite direction, it made his dick feel much larger, he was kind of using it as a stirrer of sorts and it was driving me nuts. He let go of my nipple and pulled out again with a wet pop. "Noooo" I cried "I want more, give it to me Mark. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! The next time he spoke he was up by my head, he turned me to face him and told me that he wanted to see me taste myself on his dick and then slid it across my lips. I was so far gone that I just gobbled that thing up. He roughly played with my tits as he started to pound it into my mouth. I was so close to an orgasm and had been for the last half hour or so. Just when I get close, he'd stop for one reason or another. Now his rough treatment of my breasts and mouth were exciting me to new heights. I was getting so close and was going absolutely wild on his dick. Just when I felt him getting close, he'd pull out for a few seconds to get control. One time when he pulled out, he taunted me by asking how I liked being his prisoner. I told him that I loved it, I knew that's what he wanted to hear and we seemed to be playing a sort of game. He slipped his dick back into my mouth and moaned as I slid my tongue around and over his throbbing member. “Oh Baby you have a great mouth, damn that is so sweet and I just love your titties with those big fat nipples. They're even nicer than I imagined, those nipples are so soft and chewy. When I saw all those pictures in class showing off your beautiful self to anyone who cared to look, I knew that you'd be a fine piece of ass. Just the fact that you were willing to pose like you did, showing off your titties and pussy told me that. It surprised the hell out of me the first time Bobby showed some of those bareass shots in class. Man, I knew right there that was you and tasty piece of ass, I wanted a taste of that sweetness. That you let Bobby show you off like that… oohh yeah, I knew that there was a chance that maybe I could feel that sweet pussy wrapped around my black dick. You are the perfect little slut.” The whole time he's talking, I'm sucking away on him, moaning and rocking my hips as he’s pulling and squeezing my tits. “You want to get fucked some more Jenn? That pussy of yours ready for some more good, hard, black dick.” I moaned yes and he pulled his dick out of my mouth again. “Tell me Jenn tell me what you want.” “I want you to slide your big dick into my tight pussy and just fuck me. I just need to get fucked” I moaned. “My dick or any dick Jenn, any dick would feel good right about now wouldn't it.” “Mmmmm, I moaned, yes any dick would feel good… I need to feel a dick in my pussy now… please fuck me I cried, stop making me beg for it.” OK, Jenn and he slid his dick back into my mouth and squeezed my tits hard. A moment later I felt another dick at my wet opening. I tried to move away from the dick in my mouth, but Mark held me to him and then I was impaled. It had to be Bobby and he just buried himself to the hilt in me. Almost involuntarily, I raised my hips to meet his thrust and then he started to pump away. Time became I guess kind of rubbery or at least lost focus. I sucked at the dick in my mouth as the dick in my pussy pounded away. I could hear heavy breathing but with my own rough breathing drowning almost everything else, I lost track of everything. I was just lying there getting the screwing of my life while I sucked on Mark's hard dick. Mark was roughly playing with my breast now too. It was all too much and it couldn't have more than a few seconds when I felt the waves of my next orgasm begin to suddenly to peak. I thought maybe Bobby would stop before I hit the edge, but he didn't. If anything, he picked up his pace and when I went over the edge screaming, he couldn't control himself and blew his load too with a loud groan. He pumped my pussy as he blew hot shot after hot shot deep into me. I was pushing my pussy at him, squeezing him in my orgasmic convulsions. Once his contractions were over, he slowly stroked a few seconds more, then pulled his dick out and then switched places with Mark. I could taste the combination of my juices and his as Bobby slid his slick dick into my mouth. I was in such a daze that I didn't even care any more. I just started to suck him off. A moment later, Mark slid his dick into my pussy teasing me by only sliding it in halfway. I was so aroused that I could feel another orgasm starting to build already. Bobby pulled his dick out of my mouth and I leaned my head back moaning is ecstasy as Mark began to pound my pussy. “Come one Jenn, talk to me tell me what you want tell me what you like.” “Ohhh Mark” I moaned “fuck me, just fuck me deep. I want it slow and deep right now”, and he did. Bobby slipped his dick back into my mouth and started to fuck my face. With my hands tied above my head, there was nothing I could do to control him. Bobby had to be a bit sensitive as I started to suck on his dick, he kept jumping every time I would graze the head with my teeth or I was too rough with my tongue, but he started to get hard again and seemed to be into it again, I was having a hard time focusing on the dick in my mouth with the screwing I was geting from Mark. He finally pulled his dick out of my mouth, I lay back to enjoy the screwing I was getting. As my need increased I moaned for him to fuck me faster, harder. “Pull it out and then slam it back in all the way yessssss that's it, just like that oh my god that feels so good oh god!" As I got closer to the orgasm, he slipped out of me and began to rub my clit with the head of his dick and when I was just at the edge. By this time I was moaning incoherently. Just as I was about to come, he drove it deep into my pussy, he drove it in so deep and so hard that it actually hurt. But I was beyond caring, I felt the waves roll over me. “I'm coming” I moaned, “Oh my god, I'm coming” and I went over the edge. He pumped a couple of time, but the tight contractions of my pussy were too much and he couldn't hold out either. I felt myself starting to black out from the intensity of the orgasm, then I felt him blast his red hot load deep into my pussy. I was still in the after throes of the orgasm when he pulled out of me and another man entered me, I knew it had to be Bobby again. My god, but it felt good. He started to fuck with a machine like rhythm. I was meeting his every thrust and mouthing my pleasure when a strange voice asked if I liked that nice fat, cock. I was stunned, but too far gone to stop. I was out of control totally and I had no idea who was inside me and it drove me insane with lust to think that a stranger was enjoying my body while I was tied up. The Photo Shoot “That feel nice, you like the feel of that big juicy cock splitting that sweet pussy of yours.” I just moaned and continued to meet his thrusts. “Oh man, girl you have the sweetest pussy on you, you sure do. I love the feel of it, I never fucked such a small girl before. I've been watching you all night. You are so fucking tight even after the fucking Mark gave you. Oh Jennifer, I just have to have a taste of those pretty titties too. I may have to fuck them later, but now those big fat nipples are calling me ummmm, ummmm” and with that he leaned down and sucked one into his hot mouth. I arched my back as he sucked and chewed lightly on my nipple. I rolled my head side to side as he got rougher with me, moving his dick side to side as he drove it deeper and deeper into me. He moved to the other one and sucked even harder. I was getting crazy again, as he fucked me harder and harder and I begged for more. I couldn't help it, I was out of control. I could dimly hear the camera clicking away in the background. I had no idea of what was going on, but I now knew there were at least 2 men other than Bobby in here having sex with me. “Come for me baby, come for me” ... and I wanted to so bad. He was just driving it so hard into me as he continued to suck on my tits. Finally, at long last, I screamed out my pleasure as the waves washed over me. He never stopped, he continued to fuck me though my orgasm. I was moving my hips every which way, totally out of control, trying to squeeze an orgasm out of him. Finally, by his breathing I could tell that he was getting close and I could feel another one building in me. It was like it was building on top of the one I just had. He leaned over me and I could feel him untie my blindfold. I was just at the edge of the orgasm. I opened my eyes and when I saw who it was I came probably from shock more than anything. I was looking up at the instructor as he arched his back shooting another hot load into my tender pussy as I convulsed totally out of control around the fat, old pervert’s dick. The Photo Shoot I asked a woman at work who is a photographer to take some pictures of me. I'm interested in her, so I was using this as a way to get together. I told her I wanted some "glamour shots" for my husband...a surprise for his birthday. He's traveling this weekend so she came over after dinner on Saturday. She has short dark hair; athletic build... a nice tan. I offered her some wine. We sat on my outside deck and had a drink. She asked me what I had in mind for the photos. What I wanted was for her to see me nude and then want to fuck me, but I didn't tell her that... trying to be subtle. Maybe some in a slip... lingerie... said I didn't know exactly whatever we decide while she's shooting. She was fine with that... .go with the flow... she smiled and seemed to be relaxed about the whole thing. She suggested we get started and see what I liked and what I felt like as we went along. So I went to change in the downstairs bedroom next to the den where we were going to do the pictures. I was really sort of nervous, even though I had had a couple glasses of wine. I was also a little aroused in anticipation of what might happen. I put on a black full slip. I didn't see any reason to put on panties or a bra. She was getting her gear together when I opened the door. I had told her that I didn't want to hassle with film so she was just using her digital camera. I poured us some more wine, then sat on the sofa. She was ready... her camera on a tripod. She suggested I start out sitting, then with my legs up on the couch, then maybe reclining. Then maybe do some close-ups. I said ok. She took a couple shots, I pulled my legs up, she told me to pull the slip up my thigh a bit if it was ok... I did. Then I stretched my legs out and reclined a little on the sofa cushion... leaning on my elbow. After a couple pics, I laid back holding the wine glass in both hands on my tummy. I raised my right knee a little... the slip was barely covering me now... I smiled at the camera... trying to look sexy. She said she was ready to do a couple close-ups. I sat upright. She moved the camera closer and got it ready. She looked at me appraisingly. She said she wanted to arrange my hair a little differently if it was ok. I told her of course. She leaned toward me... I could smell her perfume...she brushed my hair with her fingers... getting it to hang over my left cheek. Her hand lightly grazed my lips... unintentionally? I could see down her blouse... the tops of her breasts... she was wearing a bra. She moved away and said that was good. She turned to her camera. After a couple shots she approached me again... her fingers under my chin... to get a different angle on my face. She walked behind the sofa and pulled my hair back off my face. She reached down and slid the strap of the slip off my shoulder. Her fingers grazing my skin sent shudders through my body... she noticed and asked if I was cold. I laughed... a little nervously saying that must be it. She returned to her camera. After she finished that set she asked if I wanted to change into something else. I said I did if she had time. So I went into the bedroom... this time I left the door open. With my back to the door I let the slip fall to the floor. I went to the bed and got the panties and bra I had selected earlier. They were dark blue... the panties were thong style. I also put on stockings. Thigh-highs and high heel pumps. I looked in the mirror... my pubies were showing a little around the panties. God I was getting so hot. I knew she could see me from the other room... which made it even more exciting. I turned and walked into the den. I smiled. She told me where to stand. After looking at me for a bit she said that was fine... then said she thought my cheeks could use a little more color. I went and got the make up and brush... she came over to me and said she would do it for me. She stood in front of me... quite close... I closed my eyes as she brushed my cheeks... her blouse was against my bra... here hand lightly touched the top of my breasts... I wanted to put my arms around her... but I kept them at my side. She finished, I opened my eyes, and she was still there. For a moment I thought it was going to happen. She smiled said that was better and moved to her camera. After focusing... she pointed out that my pubies were showing... did I want that? She smiled as I said yes and suggested that I pull the bra strap off my shoulder, which I did. I did some poses... hands on hips or behind my head... back to the camera... bending over... I was getting into this posing, and she was encouraging me. I rolled my panties down a little so the top of my pubies are showing... then turn showing my cheeks... she's going yeah that's it... that's cool... like that oh yeah... laughing. I pull my thongs back up acting embarrassed... no no she says that's great hubby'll love it. He will too... if I show them to him. So I start my routine again this time I start showing some boob... then my right nipple... I touch it... oh god... it is like a little rock... I unfasten the bra and toss it away... hands on hips legs apart looking at the camera. She has the camera off the tripod now... following my movements. Back to the camera I bend over... slipping the panties to my ankles... then turning my head to look at the camera. After removing the panties I stand facing the camera and stride toward her... then I sit on the sofa... thighs apart. She continues to shoot... smiling and giving me hints what to do next. I'm leaning back on the sofa... right arm across the back... my left massaging my right nipple. I am perspiring now... breathing heavily... my hair is a mess and I don't care. All I want now is to cum ... for the camera... for her. I put my right hand between my legs... gently touching my thighs... oh my. Then fondle both of my nipples... uhhhhh. Head back now eyes closed... I open my eyes and she is kneeling within a foot of my wide-open thighs... still shooting. She stands and shoots down at me... I look up and begin playing with my pussy in earnest... my clit is swollen and wet... I tantalize it... then stroke it... faster and faster... harder... both hands... the fingers of my right sliding in and out, the left working my clit... I have to open my eyes... I need to watch her take the pictures to know I am being watched that's the thing that is going to make me cum. She moves away... She knows I'm getting ready to cum... she wants to get my entire body in these... the camera captures me going into spasms of orgasm... every muscle in my body flexed... glistening with sweat... veins on my neck... my hands at my pussy... desperately working... head back mouth open in a silent scream... god these pictures are incredible. Every time I look at them I have to get out my vibrator and massage my cunt. The Photo Shoot This is a continuation of a prior event that happened to me… My wife was extremely turned on by our latest escapade. She thoroughly enjoyed my embarrassment and predicament of being naked around her girlfriends, their shaving of me, and the money shot. Not much was said after that Saturday evening. Sunday morning was started with a wolf whistle as I marched from the bed to the bath, feeling a naked scrotum rub. I looked down and saw only a small patch of hair above my dick. I did enjoy the evening, stripping in the parking lot, the naked drive home, and the shave, the shock of Mary, Trudy and Alexis cheering me on to the shot. Life seemed to move on as normal until about a week later. We were sitting in the same family room. I was dressed in a pair of shorts and t-shirt and Sue had her tight jeans and a sweatshirt on. Her pants were so tight that I could make out the outline of her pussy. Sue came up and mentioned how turned on she was and how much her girlfriends enjoyed the evening. Sue said she enjoyed the direction and control she exhibited, my predicament of being vulnerable in front of her and her friend, and the ability to make me act out her fantasy. Sue was trying to say something else but couldn't find the words. She looked around and fidgeted. She seemed nervous and was probably less in control without some alcohol helping her through the discussion. Finally, she seemed to gather her thoughts and said, "I really enjoyed the evening last week when, uh, you know, stripped and wanked for me and the girls. Well, I was thinking that I would like to remember that wonderful evening with some pictures." As she mentioned her desires, she rubbed her leg up and mine and across my crotch. My cock began to levitate and grow. Her smile and words kept me growing. "You know," she continued, "you've got a great body and the girls really enjoyed the show." I wrestled with her comments and my growing member. "Trudy is an amateur photographer and would provide the photo shoot discretely of course. She shoots mainly nature shots but I bet she would do a nice job for us." I thought about it and thought about it some more while Sue gave me a great footjob. Even with out the alcohol, I sure was horny. "You know how great the sex was after the show." She was right. We humped as though there was no tomorrow and she was sore for a few days which probably explained why the playground had been closed for a few days. She stood and pulled her sweatshirt over head revealing her perfect 36 C's unholstered. My shorts nearly split. Sue undid her jeans sliding them down, wriggling them over her hips. Her black thong came into view. She kicked her jeans into the air, landing on the bar. She landed on my lap grinding away, pulling my shirt off. Sue stood facing away from me, her fingers hooked into the side of the thong and alternated pushing the her thong… right, left, right left, across her thighs, right, left, bumping and grinding until the thong was at her feet. She through her head back, cross her legs at her ankle, and turned. Her blond hair falling cross her face, breasts swinging to the left, and finally facing me. I felt like Santa sitting in the chair and what to my eyes should appear but a beautiful naked blond with a neatly trimmed mound. My dick lept upward like a rocket bound for space, her space between her legs. I stared at her crotch and quizzically asked, "You shaved? When? How come I was denied such an honor?" Sue spread eagle, rubber her mound and pulled her lips apart and replied, "The other night when you worked late, Alexis, Trudy and I got together, had a few drinks, and we kept talking about that night. Mary passed out with her hand in her crotch, too many shots. Trudy and I were sober enough and I mentioned how much I love you and would like to do something for you. Trudy said it would be nice if you and I had matching pubic area. So we got out the razor and cream, and I trimmed and shaved. Trudy took pictures and that is how I came up with the idea to memorlize our fun." Well, I sat there open-mouthed, with a wilting dick. My shorts were stained. Sue just smiled and asked, "So, will you?" What could I say but yes. She walked over to the desk and scribbled something on a piece of paper. It was Trudy's phone number and address. "Trudy will be expecting your call. She and I are both looking forward to see what develops, pun intended." She giggled through the last two words and gave me a long, hard kiss. Sue looked at me seductively, "Now, let me help you clean up your pants." With that, she so expertly slid down my shorts, just like in the parking lot last week and gave me the best head. A week or so later I finally got the courage to call Trudy. She answered on the second ring and was glad to hear from me. "Sue mentioned to me that you would be calling about some photos. I'm looking forward to it and I hope you are to. Sue and I mentioned about discretion and keeping it between us and we'll do that. So, when do you want to come over?" I thought about and said how about Saturday afternoon. "Tomorrow? Great! I'll prep the family room as a photo shoot and we'll have some fun. Will Sue be coming along?" Good question. I remembered that Sue mentioned that she had some work to do at her office and would not be home until later in the afternoon. "How does 2 work?" Trudy asked. I answered that would be fine and asked what to bring. Trudy replied, " How about that fabulous bod of yours and a smile." With that we hung-up. I stared at the phone and the door opened. Sue came in almost as though it were rehearsed. We kissed and she mentioned that she needed to work in our home office due to a major project due on Monday. She grabbed my dick and mentioned that it was alive. "Thinking of me?" "Absolutely!" Saturday morning came and went. Sue went to bed late last night and was out early to the office. I did some yardwork and thought it be best if I did shower before the fun began. I looked at my crotch and thought about shaving the stubble from my balls. I decided to pass and go for the 5 O'clock shadow look. Kind of the rugged. I slipped on my jeans and a polo with loafers. I drove over somewhat in a fog and the nest thing I new I was knocking on Trudy's door. Trudy is divorced, brunette, nice body with a few extra pounds but nonetheless hot. She had the look and allure of women in control and knows what she wants. The control and determination led to her greatness in her law career and ended her marriage to her husband three or four years ago. I couldn't remember how long since I was more focused on what was to come. Trudy was smiling and relaxed. Sensing my nervousness, she welcomed me and led me into the living room and asked me if I wanted anything to drink. I stammered, "Hhhhow about aaa beer?" "Sure, hold on hon." Trudy's living room was well kept with nothing out of place. Hardwood floors, sheers, large screen tv surrounded by a white sectional and an over-stuffed chair. The sheers were closed and I finally noticed lighting equipment, a number of cameras, a Sony video camera, and a few nylon bags that probably contained photographers stuff. Trudy came back with the beer and I asked her how long she was interested into photography. She replied for the last twenty years and that she fell in love with nature photography. Trudy sat across from me and opened a file folder. The folder contained pictures of Sue in various poses and undress. Trudy kept turning the pages and explaining the shots, lighting, and some other stuff. Most of the her conversation turned into white, background noise. I was mesmerized by the pictures of my wife, standing topless by the front window. The same front window in this room. Trudy continued to turn the pages. Sue was naked, standing, hand on hips, with a stern look. Her nipples fully erect, her mound shaved, and her labia minora beginning to peek out. The next few pages were from Gray's Anatomy. Sue was sitting on the same couch that I was with her legs spread, really spread. My member began to grow. Trudy kept talking the whole time mentioning how much fun she and Sue had together. The next few pages were pictures of Sue and Trudy naked together. "We were so turned on that I jumped in and stripped for her. I looked quizzically thinking that these two beautiful women were lesbians. Sensing my questioning look, Trudy reassured me that no lesbian fun occurred, just clean photography fun. "Your wife is an extremely beautiful woman and such a great subject to photograph. After we were through she mentioned that she would like to have some pictures of you. So here you are." I was sitting on the couch with a semi-hard dick thinking about my wife naked and in pictures. Trudy stood up and asked, "Shall we get started?" Not knowing what to do or how to respond, she grabbed my hand and led me to the fireplace. She had a fireplace? I just noticed it and thought what am I doing? Trudy posed me in front of the fireplace hand on mantle and fully clothed. She adjusted the lights, held something near my face and adjusted the lights and lens. Flash! The first picture went of and was captured on film. Flash! Flash! Flash! Trudy took about a dozen pictures, or was that fifty? She told me to relax and started to tell me to move and place my arms or legs in certain positions. After this short set, she mentioned about taking a quick break to adjust some equipment. "Why don't you get another beer?" I trundled off to the kitchen and noticed various bottles on the counter. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and decided to pour a shot or two for some extra courage. I stared at the doorway to the living room and wondered awaited me on the other side. I downed one double of Canadian Club, poured another double, downed it and nearly shot gunned the beer. I shook my head and began to move forward. "There you are. I thought you might have slipped out the patio door and ran home." Trudy said with a slight giggle to her voice. Was she drunk or was I starting to feel a slight buzz? The lighting was different and there were a few more cameras out on the table. Trudy directed me to the full-length window facing the front yard. Trudy directed me to face the window, cross my arms in front and begin to pull up my shirt. I started to pull my shirt up but a bit too quickly. "Woo, slow down a bit," Trudy blurted out. I dropped the shirt down again and ever slowly pulled the shirt up and next thing I knew it was in my hand and Trudy instructed me to drop it next to me. She continued to click away. I turned to face her, Flash! Trudy stopped and reposed me, shoes off, one leg up on an end table, pants still on. Trudy began directing again. Flash! "Hand on the button on her jeans." Flash! "Pull the button open." Flash! ‘Slowly work the zipper down and look at your crotch" Flash! Flash! "Alright, you're doing great! How about your hands on your ships and slowly, not like your shirt, push them down and stop pushing them down when they are half-way down your thighs." Flash! Flash! Flash! I was standing there with my jeans open, across my thighs, black Speedos, and a semi-erect friend pushing the material out and forward. Trudy readjusted her position to my back left and told me to look at her, bend at the hips, and push them down to my feet. I did as was instructed. "That a boy, just like the other night," Trudy said to herself. My pants crumpled and puddle at my feet. Still bent over, Trudy instructed me to step out and turn my back toward her. I could feel her lens and eyes burning into my ass or was that the alcohol? Flash! Flash! The photos continued. Trudy called for another break but rather inviting me to get another beer, she said to stay put while came up to me again and held some gadget near me. She looked at my crotch, smiled and gave me a kiss on the lips and said what I great model I was. As she measured lighting or whatever, she brushed my dick causing it to jump. "In due time," Trudy said as she turned and got back into position for another round of shots. "How about you move to the back window," Trudy instructed me. The back window was another full length window that opened to an expansive back yard with flower gardens and a eight foot fence around her property. I walked over and Trudy readjusted the equipment, lighting and other stuff. Trudy continued shooting, directing me to turn, stay still, and look this way, step back. We continued this photo session for another ten minutes. I don't know if the pictures were what she wanted or if she wanted the alcohol to have a stronger effect. Finally, she began to direct me for the final strip. "Bill, turn toward the window and place your left hand on your bikini briefs… tug it down so your left cheek is exposed…Slowly!... great (Flash!)… keep looking out the window like your exhibitionist and want to be noticed by a beautiful woman." Great, now I'm exhibitionist stripping for my wife's girlfriend. Music began playing in the background. Trudy used her remote and turned Shania Twain. Her words began to mix with the music. "Feel the music, sway your hips… hold the left side of the brief down, and tug the right side down… now my as was completely exposed (Flash!)… bend over and lets see your ass… grab your ankles and part your legs…" I did as I was instructed. My cock was growing and straining against the material, growing and pushing upward into my belly as I was bet over. "Great, pull your cheeks apart…straighten-up, now turn-around, Wow! Is that your dick? We gotta get this one!..." Keeping the momentum going, Trudy instructed me to bend over with the briefs still on. "That hard-on uncomfortable? Hold on for a bit babe…" I bent over and grabbed my ankles out of instinct. She gave a low whistle and continued instructing me. "Look up at me and slide your hands up legs. (Flash!!!!) Wonderful! Alright, let's help you get out of those undies…Same thing as before with your back turned to me… no, how about right and left hand on top in the middle of the brief and begin to tug them down slowly (Flash!) stop at the top of your dick… alright continue pulling them down…" My dick came into view and popped out and bobbed up and down. Flash! Flash! Flash! "Excellent…with your left hand tug down your underwear, with your right hand start to fondle your dick." With the last comment, whatever last vestiges of moral fiber I had left my body, I pulled the underwear down across my thighs while I massaged my dick and balls. Trudy stopped and had a frown on her face. "I wasn't sure if you would have shaved clean again. We can go forward or have some more fun." I wondered what she had in mind but I was to busy massaging myself. Trudy said, "Hold on, I'll be right back." I was left standing in the living room, my underwear around my thighs, and my balls in my hand. Trudy came back a minute later with a towel, shaving gel, and her razor. "How about you groom yourself for me and the camera?" Trudy questioned. It sounded more like a direction than a question. "Alright, lets' pick up where we left off. Get that dick harder." I began to massage my balls and stroking my dick. Flash! "Bill, now slide your hands down your thighs, and push your briefs down around your ankles… how about some more emotions, how does it feel…great!" My eyes were partially closed, bent over, and my dick seemed to be so big that I thought I could give myself a blowjob. Trudy moved around me taking pictures from various angles and distances. Flash! Trudy took another shot of my ass and asshole. Flash! "Let's groom that stubble… take the towel and place it on the floor… spread some gel all over your crotch…" I did as I was told spreading the towel and placing my naked ass on the towel. The gel felt soothing on my red hot crotch. The gel turned from green to white and continued to feel cool. It was a truly erotic experience with fire in my dick and cool cream on my skin. Flash! Flash! Flash! After three or four minutes, Trudy instructed me to begin shaving. I noticed how much different the female shavers were than a males. Flash! The photos continued and I began to stroke the cream off my crotch. Flash! "Great babe… now keep it going…lift your dick and get around your balls…raise your legs and get into the crack… keep shaving… look up but stop shaving, we don't want you to cut off your dick… lower your legs and shave around your dick…" I stopped when it came to the small tuft of hair above my dick. "Keep going…come on, let's get ALL of your hair off…" I started to stroke the last of the cream off my body. "Oh geez, un-fucking believable… wipe the rest of the cream off…look down and inspect your work…" Flash! I did as I was instructed and moved my dick, probably the biggest hard-on ever. The cream wiped away and was left sitting there, framed by the window, with a completely shorn crotch. "Look up, your arms behind you like a tripod, lean back, and smile…" Flash! Trudy kept shooting and I was hornier than hell. Flash! "Ever do any gymnastics? You seem pretty fit and hard-bodied." I responded that I sue to work out and continue to run. My years of swimming and football kept me lean to this day. "How about you stand up and do some jumping jacks." Flash! I assumed the positon and began to jump. My erection stood out like a 2x4. Trudy continued to photograph me jumping in front of the window. Perspiration began to form on my body, glistening and getting Trudy to start saying less and breathing heavier. "Great pics." How about standing on your head against the window?" I stopped and noticed that her nipples were poking through her thin top. She continued to photograph me as I put my head to the floor. Flash! I pushed my feet upward bumping them into the window, my head on the floor, my feet pointed toward the ceiling, and my dick standing out at a 45 degree angle. "Spread your legs…(Flash!)" She took a few more pictures then told me to drop back to the floor. I stood there and Trudy hurriedly ran up to me. I thought she was going to take another lighting measurement but she handed me a tape measure. "Measure it big boy!" Trudy nearly shouted at me. Following her orders, I stood before her, looked at the tape measure and began to pull out the tape. Flash! Flash! Flash! One inch, two inches, three inches, I held the tope from the base of my shaved dick, four inches, five inches, six inches, seven inches, eight inches… holy shit! My dick, at best, has never been any bigger than six inches. The photo shoot got me bigger than ever before! Flash! Flash! "Look up at me and smile. I looked up at Trudy. She had taken off her top and had the largest nipples I have ever seen. My dick pulsed in my hands. Trudy move closer standing directly in front of me, looking down at my dick. Her tits brushed against by arms causing my cock to pulse again. "Eight and a half inches! Your' fucking growing! Susan said you had a great dick but this is spectacular! Alright, start stroking your dick, get in front the window with your back to the yard…yeah baby, stroke it…" I closed my eyes and thought of what we were doing, the shave, jumping jacks, our first session last week…I continued to stroke lost in my reverie… "Alright, slowly open your eyes." Flash! I opened my eyes and saw Trudy taking pictures buck naked. She tits swung to and fro and her crotch was neatly trimmed with a small broom-stick mustache an inch above her clit. I stroked my cock and my load flew out landing about a foot from my body. Flash! Flash! Flash! My cum continued to dribble out and Trudy seemed to getting closer to me. How can she focus when she is so close. The next thing I knew, Trudy was sucking my cock and licking the sperm. She knelt in front of me, dropping her camera and proceeded to take me all the way down to my shaved scrotum. She hummed and sucked and another load found its way down her throat. She choked slightly but managed to swallow it all. Guess the first load would have choked her more. The Photo Shoot Trudy rolled back and sat in the cum that I shot from my first load. She smiled and reached her hand around to her left cheek, scraping the mess from her ass onto her right index finger, moved her finger to her mouth and cleaned her finger. It was a truly erotic site. We sat on the floor and caught our breath. Trudy and I had a few shots of tequila and watched the sun set out the window. I gathered my clothes and staggered a bit from the final effects of the alcohol. Trudy put on her thong and t-shirt and gathered her equipment. She counted out twenty rolls of film and turned off the video camera. "You hade a video camera going? I asked. "Sue wanted to see everything from start to finish. She is so fucking horny and wants to have more fun with you." With that, I kissed Trudy and swaggered out of the house. Buzzed, shaved, and fully photographed. The Photo Shoot As a photographer I try to maintain an air of professionalism, but sometimes...... the passion takes over..... Mandy and I had been friends for quite a while and were really close. We had lots of things in common... our desire for singing and dancing.... we liked the same foods, music and movies...... even photography. We spent lots of time together riding out to scenic locations to take nature shots. This gave us even more time to just talk and share fantasies. We were close enough that I had allowed her to read some of my erotic stories to help critique my style. We even flirted with each other occasionally, but it went no further than that. For although she was a BBW, she had no interest in SSBHMs (Super Sized Big Handsome Men). Mandy had been designing clothing for big women for years, but she was about to go national and put up a big website. She wanted me to take some pictures that she could use to display her new sexy clothing line for BBW's. She told me she wanted some pinup pictures... you know, the old Bettie Page type. They would have some kink and some sensuality, but not much in the way of nudity. Since she was a friend and my pictures of her would be a big part of her site and gain me some real exposure, I agreed. I had done a few glamour portraits and even some lingerie shots for women to give their husbands(she had even assisted me on a few). So when she told me to come by on the weekend and bring all my equipment, I thought nothing of it. When I got to her place, with all my cameras and equipment , I knew what was expected of me. The women I had photographed before, were all comfortable with me and knew I would treat them well. I had a reputation for being friendly and discreet... and my work was always good. I love the female body, in all its forms, and treat it with respect. I keep my kinks and sexual escapades separate from my work (but most of them ended up in my fantasies anyway). My knock on the door was greeted with a friendly, "Come on in... I'll be down in a minute." I went into the living room to set up and was met with my first surprise. The room was set up like a small, private dungeon. I saw mirrors on the walls, leather covered wooden benches, a traverse mounted bar, chains and whips (laid out in order of size), dildos and butt plugs of all sizes. When she came downstairs, dressed in all leather, I knew this was going to be a very difficult shoot for me. She was in black from head to toe! The outfit was a leather corset tied tightly at the waist, a leather studded collar, a satin thong and thigh high leather boots. Her sexy voluptuous body was a thing of beauty! She moved like a cat, walking towards me with a mischievous smile on her face. I had never seen this side of my friend before and was getting extremely aroused! I managed to stutter, " I th-th-th-thought you had c-c-clothing to display? What is this?" "Well, I am displaying my work," she replied. "You mean you have known me all this time and you never knew what I was into?" "Well, I know we have discussed some of my fantasies before, but you just sat and listened. You never made any comments," I said. Mandy answered, "It was because I was so turned on! But now I am going to show you just how much!" She immediately came over and knelt at my feet, bowing low to the floor and kissing them. Her magnificent ass was poised to reflect in the mirror across the room. I could see her pubic hairs peeking from the thong. She rose to her knees and began unzipping my pants. She said, "Master, I am yours for today. You may use me as you see fit." Taking a look around the room at all the toys and equipment in the room, I got many ideas of what to do. She distracted me with the attention she was giving my penis. She had taken it out and was sucking on it. Licking the head, around and around, up and down the shaft, all the time making the most wonderful slurping sounds. Taking it in her mouth with one motion, she moved back and forth, taking me deep in her throat. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into my hips....began to slamming my cock repeatedly into her mouth. I kept hold of her head as I rammed the back of her throat, causing her to gag a little. She stopped and removed her mouth with a slight popping sound, then she moaned , "Mmmmmm....! Master, what is it you want to do first? " I didn't make a sound as I stood her up and marched her to the transverse rod that was hanging from the ceiling. I picked up the handcuffs and slung the chain over the bar, leaving her standing there arms overhead. Her plump wrists barely fit inside the cuffs and her massive tits were left to swing provocatively . Remembering why I was here, I grabbed the camera and began taking pictures. Her embarrassment was evident, as her face and collar turned red. "Why are you taking pictures? I was just going to have some fun..." I reminded her , "YOU wanted pictures, remember? Besides, you gave yourself to me and I plan to use you for my pleasure today. " She blushed. Her eyes began to show some fear, but it was mixed with excitement and anticipation of what was to come...... "You know me sweetie and you know I will never do any REAL damage. I love women too much," I reassured her. " Give yourself to me and you will never regret it." She breathed deeply and her exhalation told me of her resignation to her fate. We were both silent as I proceeded to slowly remove her clothing, leaving only the collar and boots. Her breathing increased and got deeper as I moved behind her and began caressing her body. She was losing control of the situation and she knew it. I nibbled on her ear and throat, all the while, reaching around and squeezing her massive tits. Her nipples were hard and she began moaning softly in her throat, thrusting her hips back at me as I moved my hands slowly toward her pelvis. "Are you ready for your first time with a big man?" I said, grinning. Mandy arched her back, and with her hands overhead, this left her standing on her toes.... her tits hanging like udders. I groped and squeezed, enjoying the sounds she made at each movement of my hands. I paused for a moment and placed clamps on her nipples, causing her to squirm a bit. "Oooooooo, Baby! That feels so good!" Mandy exclaimed. "I want more, more, MORE!" I picked up a paddle from the collection of toys and her eyes went wide with excitement. She moaned deep in her throat and planted herself in anticipation of what was to come. Slap......slap.....SLAP....SLAP! Each blow caused the flesh to jiggle and move. Her face flushed with the excitement and the nipple clamps flew across the room as she thrashed about in the handcuffs. She screamed, "YES DADDY! It hurts sooooo good!" My dick was in serious need of attention and I loosed her cuffs, only to march her to the bench nearby. Bending her across the end, I reattached the cuffs and placed her in shackles. Her ankles were now cuffed to the legs of the bench and she was bent across with her ass exposed to me. The redness was so inviting, I took more pictures. At each flash of the camera, she squirmed and twisted trying to stop me from documenting this moment. "You need to stop with the pictures! I don't want this all over the net.... everybody doesn't need to know all this. Stop! Please!" She cried. Putting down the camera and picking up some lotion and lube, I laughed my way across the room to her. I grabbed her by the hair and this unexpected action caused her to hiss through her teeth. "You keep forgetting... you gave yourself to me," I replied. "This is all a part of my pleasure... and yours." Mandy flinched as I applied open- handed punishment to that already crimson ass. Slapping and slapping.......over and over again until she moaned, "Mmmmmmm, Yessir....it is so good!" I applied lotion, allowing me to rub that wonderful ass.... messaging and stroking.... eliciting more and more sounds from her. Spreading her cheeks, I began tonguing all around and inside her asshole. Being this close, I could see and smell the aroma from the pussy juices nearby. It was my turn to moan now, "MMMMMMM, Sweetie, you smell good enough to eat." She was unable to comment since she was enjoying the attention I was giving her clit with my finger. Taking my other hand, I picked up the lube and squeezed it on her puckered asshole. The coldness was surprising and she jumped. I inserted my finger and she calmed down. A few minutes of play, and I had 3 fingers in her ass and she was well prepared for the next phase. " This is so you can't bother the neighbors," I said as I placed a gag in her mouth. She didn't really understand until I picked up the largest of the 4 butt plugs she had laid out for me. Her eyes opened wide and she squirmed on the bench. Her head was twisting back and forth as she tried to stop me from putting it inside her. I slowly worked the head in her ass, little by little, moving in and out. Placing more lube on the shaft, I went deeper and deeper... watching carefully to make sure I was not doing any damage. The look on her face changed from fear, to pleasure with each probe. Mandy was breathing deeply and had a look of ecstacy when the final inch was completely inside her. Her moans let me know that this was exciting for her and that she was enjoying each moment. Mandy buried her face into the bench and groaned. Animalistic sounds came from my friend as she began to grind her hips into the bench. I took this to be a signal that she wanted more and moved to place myself between her legs. She nodded her head in agreement when I pushed my penis against her outer lips. At this point, my shaft was extremely hard and the head had turned slightly purple from all the blood in it. I rubbed it up and down against her, spreading the juices across the tip. Mandy bucked and pushed trying to get me inside her. "UH- HUH...UH- HUH," her head was bobbing up and down in an excited yes motion. "Ummmph...UMmmmmmm!" She said through the gag. On the first thrust I went fully inside her, deep into her pussy. I could feel her spasms around my cock as she threw her head back and began to cum. "UMMMmmmmmph! Ooooooooo, Mmmmmmm!" With each stroke, she became wilder and wilder.... more like an animal than my friend. She jerked uncontrollably and tears ran down her face. The passion in her movements and her body were more than I could stand. With only a few thrusts, I shot deeply inside her... wave after wave of ecstacy and emotion all flowed out with my cum. We moved together.... in spasm after spasm of orgasm...... When I was through, I pulled the plug from her sore butt and removed the gag from her mouth. "Damn Baby," Mandy said, "how could I have missed that all these years?" My reply was only to nod. We spent the next few moments holding each other and looking at the pictures. This day marked a special moment for the both of us. It was to be the beginning of a new phase of our relationship that we would both enjoy forever. The Photo Shoot **This is a fantasy I've been having that I felt the need to get into writing, hopefully by putting it into words it will be that much closer to reality!** * I had finally gotten the time to visit my friend Az in Texas. It was a relief to take a break from work and life and go hang out in his new apartment. I'd visited once before but he had a girlfriend at the time and one thing I'm not is a home wrecker. However, in the 3 years of talking to him there had been merciless flirting and the exchange of some rather explicit pics on my part. I'll admit I went into this vacation with the purpose of pouncing him thoroughly. We had an affectionate greeting that was filled with promise and potential which only spurred my plans further I decided to get down to business. I didn't want this to be just run of the mill jump into bed sort of thing. That is too easy and too forgettable. I wanted to play it out, have some fun and build up more tension as well as appeal to his artistic nature. Something really cool about Az is that he has a good eye for a photograph, which was another reason my visit. He was very talented and besides, he'd bought those black silk sheets just for me... After a lingering kiss and a gentle nip to the earlobe I whispered in his ear, "I needed to change into something a little more photogenic. I doubt we'll be able to get out much during my visit......" His eyes widened a little and he ducked his head a little shyly but was unable to suppress the smile at my veiled threat. I was already aware that I'd have to draw him out, he wasn't likely to make the first move. I didn't mind that much, it can be fun to seduce another.. I slid into the bathroom with my small bag, which I'd prepared for this particular purpose. I trusted him to set up the bedroom according to his artist eye and could now focus on my own look. It didn't take me long to shimmy out of the jeans and v-neck t-shirt I was wearing. Off went the comfortable smooth bra and on went the black coin bra I wore for belly dancing. It chimed gently as I tied the neck and back ribbons to keep the halter in place. It adds an attractive silhouette to my large C breasts and accentuates every movement with the small tassels and kuchi pieces. Over that was a maroon linen shirt that stopped right beneath my breasts and had long bell sleeves that partially covered my hands. The neck was a deep V that cut down my cleavage to mid sternum showing the bra beneath. My midsection was bare from the base of my breasts to my pubic bone, showing off the hourglass of my waist and pierced navel, letting the expanse of skin move and undulate unhindered. On my lower half was a swirling skirt in purple. Although it was 10 yards of material, it was lightweight and clung to my hips and had two slits up the sides, baring me from ankle to thigh when I moved. The final accent was a blue fringed hip scarf that made all my movements pronounced and fluid. Makeup was understated but exotic. Dark lining with a slight upturn at the corners on the eyes, a hint of purple and gold shimmer on the lids and high cheekbones and deep red to my full lips. I left my hair loose, dark and curling just past my shoulders. A muted tinkle of bells accompanied me out of the bathroom and down the short hall to Az's room. He had been busy. The sheets were out and he'd arranged so that there would be the best lighting possible in the room. He looked up from placing a lamp and stopped when he saw me. He took me in from head to toe. His face reddened slightly and his shy smile came back. In his eyes was something else, something I liked. "Is there any way you want me?" I asked with a slight grin. "Nope, just do what you feel, I'll let you know if I want anything different" was the reply. When Az tried discreetly to adjust himself I knew there was something else he was interested in but wasn't going to bring it up. That suited me just fine, now I was going to play. I started standing, first with my back to him and looking over my shoulder coyly, having the picture focused on my tattoos and eyes, hands arranged gracefully. We did several shots of me standing, doing different positions typical in belly dancing. He coughed a little when I had the skirt arranged to show off my legs as I leaned backward and let my head drop, hair hanging, eyes closed, mouth slightly parted. Like a good photographer, Az kept going without drawing more attention to his own predicament. I slid onto the sheets and began a few sitting positions which started to bring attention to the fact that my undergarments were non existent. After a few shots I held his eyes and began taking off the linen shirt. Without need of direction, which was good as he didn't seem to the point that he could really speak, I knelt on the bed, legs spread apart and the central panel of my skirt the only thing keeping me from being exposed. I arched my back, bringing one arm down to steady myself as the other trailed from my face, down my neck and lower to my abdomen, working lazy circles over my tanned silky skin enjoying the feel of myself as much as I enjoyed Az's physical reaction to my antics. I slid my hand slightly under my waistband and slowly lifted my upper body into an upright position, dragging my loose hand down to the other. I let my hair fall into my face slightly and couldn't help the Cheshire smile that lit upon my lips. I untied the knot of my belt and brought it up to frame my face and eyes, partially obscuring my cleavage. I idly tossed it at him, which brought another smile and seemed to break the nervous tension slightly. Az kept diligently snapping pictures as I brought my hands up behind my hair, piling it on top of my head before dragging them down to the straps holding my bra in place. I turned my back to him and moved my hands to the straps around my torso and and let my hands slip to the knots, undoing first the lower then the upper ones. I turned slightly, all that was keeping my breasts covered was my arm holding up the bra. My skin was tingling from the control I was maintaining. I had never done this before. I was aroused and wet. My pupils were dilated and my breath fast. Everywhere my hands touched fire raced through me. I wasn't far away from being completely naked and exposed to an incredibly attractive man who'd I'd lusted after for years. To say that this was the culmination of many fervid online chats and innuendos was putting it lightly. The first time with another is always exciting, even more so with the amount of tantric buildup we've had over the years. A small voice in my head laughed at the knowledge that there would be pictures leading up to it. "So," I intoned licking my lips, "is this what a muse is supposed to do?" I couldn't help but smile wickedly at the long time joke. "Am I making your creative juices flow?" Az's laughter as well as his reply held only a touch of the tension he must be feeling. "You're motivating me, I'll give you that! I can't say when I've felt more creative....." "Is there anything I could do in particular to inspire you, Master?" I let the arm holding my bra on loosen slightly, my breasts shifting more towards a natural position. "I'm hardly the master! You know, we could always see what dropping the bra inspires me to do", he said this maintaining complete eye contact with me, which was more stimulating to me then touch. I could feel waves of heat coming off him and meeting my own charging the air with sex. Keeping hold of his eyes with my own I let my arm fall, taking the obscuring garment from view, leaving nothing but my breasts. They were traitors giving away my heavy breathing, ruining my thin veil of calm and control. I sat for only a moment, a little unsure of what I should do. I quickly gathered my mental reserves and let my arms fall for a moment, again playing with the waistband of my skirt. I slid down the bed til I was on my back, legs able to dangle slightly off the bed. To get the right angle Az was forced to come closer to the edge of the bed before finally standing over me, legs on either side of my thighs to get straight on shots. I wove my fingers in my hair and bit a finger, letting a moan escape my mouth. I drew my fingers down to my hard dark nipples, stimulating them more with slick circles from the hand that had been captive of my mouth. I slid my other hand up Az's leg and began to pull him down. "Do you really need two hands to take a good picture?"I breathed. This was almost getting too much for me. Az remained kneeling, pressing my legs slightly together as he looked at me. I reached for his hand and brought it down to my thigh. "I think I might be able to manage", he gasped slightly, "What do you have in mind?" "I was thinking a bit more of an intimate look, maybe as far as orgasmic, but its more real if I have some help." Fitting actions to words I drew his hand up til he reached my sex. The heat coming off my body was nothing to what was there. Az didn't need much more motivation as he slid his fingers along the sensitive tissue. I had joked in the past that I don't believe in full on shaving but I like a little creative trimming, now he was experiencing it first hand. Little electric shocks pulsed through in time to the movements of his hand. My body arched and quivered and little moans and mewling noises escaped as he delved deeper with his fingers. My arms and hands had minds of their own as the moved and grasped, gripping the sheets and my breasts. I wanted to feel his hands on me where mine were. Teasing and tantalizing, exploring at his own pace. I heard the gentle ticking of the camera as shots were snapped but I was beyond the point of really caring what the camera was doing, all I cared about was his hands. I felt my body building up but I'd be damned if I was going to cum on my own! Its great but not as much as when another is cumming with you, convulsing and experiencing the muscles releasing. I took it for as long as I could before I grabbed hold of his hand. Az began to mutter an apology thinking he might have done something wrong until my lips on his silenced anything he was about to say. I hungrily tasted him, sending my tongue deeper into his mouth, dancing with his. The kiss became more fevered as he brought his free hand up to run through my hair. I could barely think as my hand reached for the camera, took it and placed it out of the way on the bed as carefully as I could considering the circumstances. Then, both his hands were on me, touching and moving where mine had been. His mouth moved from my mouth to my neck, nipping and sucking leaving a trail of light reddening that spread along my shoulders. My fingers fumbled with his shirt, wrenching it over head, wanting to feel his skin against mine. He was flushed and felt fevered as I pressed against him. I dragged my nails down his back, making him gasp and growl a little deep in his throat. His hands ranged over my body, stopping at my skirt, showing he still had his limits. I brought my hands to his and tugged the skirt down over my hips. I laid back to worm my legs out of the offending garment and tossed it aside. I pulled Az on top of me, wanting to feel his weight on top of me. My hands were not deterred by the waistband of his jeans as his were with mine. I let my fingers run over his hipbones and gripped his ass, drawing his pelvis against mine, feeling the bulge press against my gyrating hips. We were past the point of coherency and all the reaction I received for my actions was a gasp and a few mumbled words lost in the swell of my breasts as he brought his mouth to the taunt nipples. I loosened my legs gripping his body to me so that I would have enough space to get to his zipper. He continued kissing and suckling me, exploring with is tongue, letting teeth graze sensitive skin while hands pressed down to my hips. This all made it incredibly hard to focus at the task at hand as I fumbled with the button. Even though I was in such a hurry I got the damn things free and scooted his pants down over his hips only to be faced with the challenges of his boxers! Never have I cursed them as much as I did now as they hid my thick throbbing goal. Az laughed a little as I kept working at his pants with my hands, legs, then feet. "Need some help?" he finally said when my antics weren't giving little more success then making him even more aroused. I nodded vigorously before lifting my head up to bite a little harder then usual and dragged my fingertips down his side, leaving tender lines behind. Az arched back from the unsuspecting attack and used one hand to brace himself above me as the other worked at getting his pants and boxers off his legs, freeing him up for more vigorous movement. He kept his mouth on mine til he had to move farther away to completely remove the clothes and had a look of genuine frustration which caused a burst of laughter to escape my dry throat.. He finally settled back on top of me, resting between my legs, his erection burning me with its enflamed length, causing a primitive part of me to move in relation to its proximity. He looked down at me as my hands wound their way up his neck and into his hair, running through the short nape and through the once gelled spikes. He simply took in all the planes of my face, making me laugh again nervously at his intense expression. "This," he said, "would be a great picture!" In response to his comment I shifted my hips, drawing up my pelvic area til his hard member was between my legs, right at my foreplay slicked entrance. His eyes closed and his mouth opened slightly as I shifted this way and that, stimulating the sensitive head. "Az, if I ever inspire you to do anything, right now its to be inside me! I swear to god, if you don't you will never take another picture of me again, clothed or otherwise!" My voice was thick and husky as my hands ranged over him til they again reached his butt, gripped, and pulled towards me. I knew this was a bit more sudden then he would prefer, as he is the gentle type, but I love when I'm first entered and its quick and penetrating. There is something about the feel of the sudden engulfing, of being completely full while the body tries to stretch and accommodate the new intrusion. His hips start moving in an age old rhythm. I can't help myself as his rod slides in and out of me. Within a few thrusts I feel the twinging and sparking of an orgasm. My body is wracked with convulsions as I feel the build up inside of me. Panting I urge him on, begging him not to stop, to go harder, deeper, fill me with every bit of who he is. My nails grip his shoulders and i raise my body to meet his, intensifying it for both of us. My head throws back as my body arches off the bed, meeting his. An animalistic cry escapes my lips bearing his name with it. Every muscle in my body clenches and simultaneously releases, throwing all conscious thought to the back of my skull. It doesn't end there as he continues his movements, his pace quickening as he continues pistoning into me. My eyes clench shut as my orgasm is carried even farther by the continuous movement only to plateau again and again. Ever one an exquisite pain punctuated with my cries and moans. Though I'm exquisitely occupied, I'm still desperate to have him experience the same. I'm barely able to open my eyes to see the concentration and exhilaration when he finally comes. That is all I remember as I'm riding the cusp of another orgasm. His body tenses after several skull jostling thrusts. We both shake at the sudden release of,.....well, everything! He collapses on me slightly, keeping most of his bodyweight off me as he tries to calm his erratic breath. I draw my hands lightly along the orgasm sensitive skin. Moving my lower body slightly, running tissues against each other that are already highly stimulated makes him inhale sharply and shudder. I'm a little evil so I can't help but laugh at his reaction. After some time, Az looked at me and grinned, kissing me. "That is inspiring, I was right, you are my muse!" Another giggle escapes as I lever myself up and roll us over so that we remain together as I move on top. I reach over and grab the camera aiming it at Az's face before he realizes what I'm doing. "This is the before picture! We'll take another one in a few hours and see if its changed."I snap the picture of him laughing at my cheekiness then discard the camera yet again to lean down and kiss him deeply. There is a nice twitching and I can feel the blood flow returning to his shaft under my insistent administrations. "This is going to be a very nice, very satisfying trip for both of us!" The Photo Shoot Where do I start with this? I know at the beginning, but which beginning? Do you perhaps want me to tell you how the world was formed out of specks of dust and rocks over millennia..... Yeah I know not that beginning. OK, so let's talk about me and my job for a minute. I am a model. No, I'm not Tyra Banks or whichever supermodel you wish to think of. I'm not in Penthouse and I'm not in Playboy, although I did think about it, except for Carmen Electra. She was in Playboy and look at what she's done- she was on a MTV show and she married Dennis Rodman; not exactly high marks for Playboy launching your career, now is it. Now I am sure you are wondering what makes me a model. Well, I model BDSM. I appear in some of the magazines from time to time and I appear in ads for many of the different apparatus in the magazines. Hmm... you know that means I am in Penthouse since I did one photo shoot for a big name company that was launching an ad on their sex swing. Perhaps you have seen me before; I have long brown hair, large breasts, creamy skin and blue eyes. No, I'm not going to spout off measurements; I'm not as thin as I would like and I actually think my breasts are to large for me, although I will not reduce them. Surgery scares me. Now on to my job. I am actually a lot busier than you would think. On average I work 4 days a week. Well, it's also the most I will work. On occasion, I have worked less but never more. I take long weekends as a rule, Friday through Sunday I am as vanilla as you can get and a total sex fiend. I do not live with my boyfriend, except on my weekends, at which point he is in bed with me morning noon and night. We even stay in bed together eating, but we do get out of bed for showers, together. They are rather long showers. Enough background and beginning. It all started on Sunday. Fade to black; then fade to me and my blonde hunk guy in, where else, bed. I am still asleep until he places his hand on my breast and squeezes. Don't ask me why, but when he touches me I wake up. Makes it hard to sleep through the night with him, but does make for fun mornings. I lay there pretending to be asleep as he rubs my breast before pinching the nipple. I moan as he does so; he squeezes rather hard in the morning, he says to make sure I am awake. His other hand moves between my legs. At first I keep my legs closed, teasing him. His hand slides up and down my legs gently before sliding a finger down to my clit and moving it around. My legs open for him of their own accord; it feels so good and I want more He climbs between my legs, both hands now holding my breasts, squeezing and pulling them up so he can lean down and suck on my nipples. He stays sucking on my nipples in turn, his hands kneading and pulling on my breasts for so long I was practically screaming at him to fuck me. My hips were pushing into him, my dripping cunt grinding at him. He finally pulls his hands from my breasts and, holding my hips still, lines up his cock with me and pushes it against me. I moan as I feel his head slowly penetrating me, slowly sliding deeper into me, cunt clutching at him trying to draw him deeper. At first I lay under him, letting him enter me at his own speed, relishing in the feeling of him as each little bit of him enters me. This is not to say he just slowly slid into me. No, he was pumping, just not very fast and slowly going deeper. As he put it, "I can tease you to". I let him tease me until I simply can't stand it any longer. Then I wrap my legs around his hips and pull him down to me. As I rise up to meet him, I gave myself a small trembling orgasm with the sudden plunge into me. He doesn't stop moving, he simply starts fucking me. He isn't making love to me, he is shoving his cock in me at a breakneck speed. The headboard of the bed banging against the wall, the lamp on the dresser beside my head trembling at each vicious thrust in me. He is giving me exactly what I need in the morning, a swift hard fucking. I enjoy slow lovemaking as well, but there are certain times for lovemaking and there are times for fucking. I don't know how long we were at it, all I know is we spent a while fucking. My tits were bouncing around, the wall somehow staying up. I had to move the lamp back away from the edge of the dresser twice and I had I don't even know where the ballpark is number of orgasms. I do know that at the end he is crushing me between his arms, his hips jerking himself in me and both of us moaning as his hot cum shoots in me. He collapses on me, breathing hard and just lays there for a while. I just lay under him, struggling to get my breath back and feeling his cock softening in me, cum still seeping out of him. Eventually, he rolls off of me and wraps me up in his strong arms, and promptly starts snoring. I look at him, his eyes closed, his mouth open, snoring. I decide to get up, I need a shower. I still have much of what he had just put in me combined with what he had given me yesterday all day. As I try to move, he snuggles into me tighter and tells me that he needs to sleep more mom. Well that did it! Mom indeed! I promptly hit him on the shoulder, then reaching under him to his chest, grabbed one nipple in a vice grip. Instantly, he's groaning and telling me how sorry he is. I squeeze a little harder and he's promising to never do it again. I twist for a moment and tell him he better not before letting go with a grin on my face. He puts a hand to his tortured nipple and with a pained face tells me that it hurt. The only thing that ruined the act was his sudden giggle. I reach over, grabbing him by the ear, and get up. He follows along, holding at my hand saying "ow" lots. In the bathroom I let go of his ear, not that I was holding it tight or pulling very hard. But he still gave me a hurt look and even managed to look like he was about to cry. I went to him, wrapping my arms around him, kissing him madly as I moved us both into the shower. Somehow, I managed to reach over and turn on the water, ignoring his muted "No". I rather wish I hadn't, both of us dashing out of the shower again as the cold water fell onto us. He ended up on the floor, I find myself sitting on the closed toilet-and he always wonders why I insist he closes it. Both of us staying where we are, laughing until the mirror begins to steam up. As one, we begin getting up, him only halfway at first because I put my hands on him to get up with. He finishes getting up with a grumble before wrapping me up in his arms and sweeping me off my feet. I let out an "eep" as he walks into the shower with me in his arms. My arms are about him holding on frantically, my head to his shoulder to prevent him running me into the corner. Under the streaming water he sets me down again and I promptly slap at him; he knows how I hate when he does that. Though he swears he only hit my head on the wall once, it still hurt darn him. He lets me slap at his chest for a little, laughing at the water splashing all over because of my hands, really doing nothing more than getting him wet all over as well. He dropped me right under the spray so I am very wet very quickly. He grabs my hands, well grabbed at one my other still slapping at him, both of us laughing as I keep moving my hand around so he can't grab it until finally, he does. Suddenly I am pulled into him, my hands behind him, his face leaning down toward mine. Then his hands are behind my head, pulling me into him. Our lips are crushed together, his tongue invading my mouth. Valiantly, my tongue assaults the invader. It is a even match for a time, but his tongue is stronger and slowly pushes mine away before exploring my mouth at its leisure. During the struggle, my hands are roaming over his back. One of his hands stays on my head, holding me to him. His other hand is moving down my back and cupping one cheek, pulling me halfway against him. I can feel him pressing into my stomach, his cock hard and ready yet again. His hands move to my shoulders where he presses down slightly. With a sigh, I get down on my knees. I knew what he wanted, he wanted me to stay on my knees. No matter how many times I tell him I will not swallow, he keeps trying. I take his cock in one hand, stroking him as my mouth moves closer to him. My lips wrap around the head, he gives out a moan as I start bobbing on him. I am taking him deeper and deeper, until my nose is pressing into him, the back of him just pressing into my throat. Swiftly my head is bobbing on him, my hands to his cheeks, holding him close. As I feel and taste his precum seeping out, I pull my mouth off of him, lean him against the wall of the shower, and spread his legs wide, bringing him down lower. This gives me enough room to get between his legs. I get between his legs, on my knees sitting on my feet, and look up at him. He looks down at me with pleading eyes and says one word, "Please." I give him a look, shake my head and lean forward into him. His cock is still hard and practically throbbing as my breasts come around it. Both hands pressing them together, safely ensconcing him between, I move my body up and down on him. I suppose I could have taken him in my mouth doing this, but he barely touches my chin between them. And, he seems to really enjoy me doing it. I may as well tell you the truth, there is just something surreal about taking a hard cock between your breasts and holding them together as it moves between. It's not like the actual feeling is particularly enjoyable; I mean, it's nice to be leaned forward with your nipples rubbing against his body. In that respect it is enjoyable. But the actual feeling of him between your breasts, well, it's more of a visual and mind arousal. Because otherwise, it's just a warm rod rubbing against you. Not to say it's a bad feeling, it's actually enjoyable to have someone run their fingers between your breasts, but it doesn't do much beyond arousal, at least for me. I enjoy the nipple play that goes on and I enjoy having him between my breasts, but it just serves to make me wetter. Sadly, just as I am getting ready to say "screw it, I'm riding him again," his cum is shooting out against my chin, neck, chest and breasts. He is groaning and jerking and I moan with him, not having an orgasm but it's still a nice feeling to have his hot cum shooting against me. As he is leaning back against the wall, eyes closed, rather trembling actually, I lean back under the spray fully, look up and let the mostly warm water rinse over me, taking his cum with it. That is why I do not swallow his cum. I find it to slimy and just disgusting. And I know it's all in my head, but taking it in my mouth is a big turn off. I enjoy having it in me, but the thought of swallowing it gives me chills. His head leaning forward, his eyes open and, looking down at me with a come hither look that sets my stomach a-twitter and gets me a little wetter every time he uses it, his hands come out. I place mine in his. As I am rising up to him, the phone rings- not my home phone, my cell phone. The one I use to receive job offers. We both look at each for a moment, knowing I am going to answer it but not wanting me to. With a mutual "shit," I am out of the shower. My hand grabs up a towel as I dash into the bedroom, drying myself off quickly before tossing my head to one side. I catch my hair in the hand with the towel and setting them atop my hand. In a matter of one ring, I have gotten the towel wrapped over itself, one end tucked firmly inside the folds. In a manner of 4 rings, I have managed to get out of the shower, get sort of dry, my hair bound up in a towel, and answer the phone. "Hello, this is Christina." "Hi, Christina. This is Joe Feathers. I know you don't work Friday through Sunday, but this is sort of a job for Monday. However, it requires that you board a plane in 3 hours. I have managed to make a wonderful new swing and I desperately need you to model it for me in Brazil. I'm not going to offer you your normal fee. I'm not going to say double or triple. I'm going to say one number. All it requires of you is you come to Brazil for the photo shoot and be home this Friday, 5 million dollars richer." I practically dropped the phone, my mouth hung open, my knees trembled so badly I had to sit down. I found myself mumbling over and over "5 million." I remember Joe Feathers, he was a fly by night operation that came up with a way to make one of those intricate heavily complicated Japanese rope ties into a fairly simple harness. I say it was a fly by night because the harness was very popular world over and made him a millionaire. I was the model he got for that first harness. He made a few more since, though I was already contracted to do photo shoots for a different company and he didn't wish to wait. The next few did well, but not as well as that first one. I guess he wished to find out if I was the one who got that harness to sell so well. "Christina I know it's a lot of money. I do very much need a yes or no answer; I am at the airport right now." "Well, you have a yes. I have some requirements, but I suppose I can go over those on the plane." "Limo is on the way. I was hoping you would say that, so it is roughly 20 minutes from your house now." I hung up the phone, closed it, set it calmly down on the dresser, and started screaming. I'm not talking the guy thing of "YES!" with a hand pump, I am talking the "Oh my god! Oh my god!" trembling shaking and giggling laugh screaming. My boyfriend comes out of the shower with a towel around his waist and a quizzical look. I don't even notice him really. I mean I saw him and everything; but, it didn't register he was actually there until he was holding my shoulders and shaking me. "Oh my gosh! I have to pack. I have to get a second suitcase out. Maybe I should get three. I just can't believe this! I don't know how I'm going to stand seeing him until Friday, but, oh my gosh, for that much money I would frame his picture and place them all over my walls. What will I take? I wonder if I should leave room for stuff I buy or just buy another suitcase there? What do I care, with that much money I can go in a towel and buy new clothing!" "Christie, what are you talking about? Pack for what? And what the hell are you talking about?" I am shaken out of my shocked mumbling by my boyfriend; no, seriously, he was shaking me. "I have a photo shoot I'm starting tomorrow in Brazil but have to get ready now and pack- plane leaves in 3 hours. He is paying me 5 million dollars," I tell him as I jump up past him, practically tossing him across the room. As I am grabbing suitcases out of the closet and tossing clothes into them, I notice that he is doing the same thing I did: he is sitting on the bed, simply muttering over and over "5 million". But he starts saying other things as well, "5 million smackaroos", "5 million Washington's" and so forth. I let him continue on, packing clothes and grabbing my stuff out of the bathroom. I grab my travel makeup kit, taking everything out of the suitcases and rearranging it. It wasn't until 15 minutes after the phone call that I realize I haven't dressed, I haven't done my hair, and I don't even have makeup on. I'm in the bathroom, my stuff back out of the suitcase, in deep red lace bra and panties, applying makeup when the front doorbell rings. I yell out to my still-muttering boyfriend who gets up from the bed eventually and walks out toward the front door. I hear him talking to somebody at the front door as I come out of the bathroom, put my things back in the suitcase and zip them up. I was planning on a simple jeans and shirt with a vest but, instead, reach into my closet and pull a silk black shirt with a dark blue skirt and matching dark blue vest. With my snazzy outfit on, I head back into the bathroom to do up my hair again. I stop for a moment when I hear a whistle coming from the door to the bathroom. I look over, getting a nasty retort ready, thinking the limo driver had come back here, but just smile as I see my boyfriend standing there. My hair done finally, I go past my boyfriend, hand him my two suitcases and, grabbing my purse and cell phone, follow him out to the front door and the waiting limo driver. He also gives me a whistle, then sheepishly takes my suitcase from my boyfriend as we both give him looks. Although, I have to admit, he is pretty cute. With a quick kiss and a promise to call him as often as I can, I am into the limo and on my way to the best paying photo shoot I've ever done. In the back seat of the limo, I find a folder containing information and pictures of the new swing I would be modeling. I couldn't help it, I gasped. I was to be modeling a Shibari style harness. I had actually once modeled a new style of Shibari, though it was a full on rope tie. This was a harness made in the same style. I remember the actual model I had modeled, it was uncomfortable and presented my body in a way that left little hidden or unavailable. I disliked the experience greatly, not in small part to it being chaffing and giving no freedom of movement besides whatever the person not in it decides to make you do. I remember there were several different ways your legs could be moved to: they could be splayed out leaving you wide open for viewing or sexual pleasures; they could be drawn up in a fetal position, except the hands behind the back. Well for the one I had modeled, the hands were back there. Looking at this one I was to model for the 5 million, my hands would be trussed up by my head, I guess so that a person in front of you could get your hands along with your mouth. According to the information in the folder with the photos, this is an old style of Shibari, one where the control is given not forced. Well somewhat given; still no movement of the legs, arms can move somewhat, basically enough to reach forward a little. Well now this is odd, this style allows the feet to be drawn up so that no access is given from behind. There is even a little background on this style- it apparently was all the rage during the 60's. Apparently the wife would be strung up in this style, her feet raised and guests could get blowjobs from her whenever they wished. Then, after everyone had left or at the end of the party, her husband would lower her feet and enjoy her pussy, sometimes allowing everyone a turn with her. Apparently, it was more fun to leave her feet down. However, this style faded fairly quickly, though with all the diseases running rampant, I suppose it is a good idea for those type of parties instead of just letting everybody use all of her. Eventually we get to the airport. I wade through all of the security checks. Luckily, I get a female guard checking me out- no long examination, no touches where they really shouldn't touch, and no "maybe we should do a full body strip search" comments. I guess we should have more security in an airport and everything, but could they at least get nicer and cuter men doing it? I'm sick of being felt up by a 40-year-old overweight, balding guy with red cheeks and horrible breath. On occasion, I find a cute one. Heck, on occasion I even find a professional. But, mostly, it's ugly men with no sex life thinking they are god's gift to women. Looks never faze them either, they just laugh and say, "Oh you can't do a good mad look, sweety-buns". I swear, I wish terrorists would attack airport security, most of the time those are the scum. I reach the gate for my flight roughly 10 seconds before boarding begins. It's not until I sit down finally that I find Joe Feathers, he has the seat next to mine. I couldn't help it, "shit" ran through my mind. It's not that he is like the airport security or anything. He is actually a nice and intelligent man; it's just he's ugly. His nose is large and almost hawk like, his eyes are rather beady and drawn close together, he has thin lips that really can't be called lips, sunken cheeks, and his face is riddled with acne scars. All in all, he looks more like a plague victim than a multi-millionaire bondage gear designer and maker. The Photo Shoot The next few hours are spent going over the things he wishes from me in the photo shoot and my relaying of my own restrictions. We spent much of the time parleying back and forth on what I would and would not do. Eventually, he tosses his hands up and gives in on the last thing- I will not be photographed nude from behind. I am happy; that was the only thing I really cared about. I don't think my lips are the most wonderful looking and the thought of all of those armchair bondage experts playing with themselves to my pussy is sickening. Not to say I want them doing it anyway, I've just come to accept them doing it over my body (which is sort of a turn on, if only they weren't usually overweight, ugly, and probably airport security guards). Finally, the plane lands and we move into this throbbing mob of people in the airport. My word, there were a lot of people leaving. We bustled, or rather I was bustled through the airport. My bags were fetched and I find myself in a limo without saying more than maybe 5 words to anyone. It was, of course, nighttime, so little could be seen through the tinted windows. I shortly gave up trying and just leaned back to take a nap, well try to take a nap. The road became bumpy rather quickly so I spent most of it leaned back and bouncing around. When we do finally reach the hotel, I simply get my key from the desk, reach my room and collapse. The next day is spent speaking with the photographer, going over the things he has to get and the positions I need to cover along with the things I won't allow him to capture on film. We spent so long talking and planning that I just go to bed after. It was late, well it felt late to me, and I was so tired. I do remember thinking that I really must get out of the hotel one night and see the town, but the thought is swiftly swept away by sleep. The next day, Tuesday for those of you not keeping track, I am woken by the phone- a wake up call was ordered for me at 5 A.M. Grumbling sleepily, I stagger to the bathroom eventually and take a shower. Awake somewhat now, I grab some clothes out of my suitcase, get dressed, toss my hair about for a few minutes and walk out of my room, running right into Joe. I had been too busy looking down in my purse to be looking up and see him standing there, hand raised to the door, I assume with the wide eyes of a deer caught in headlights as I open my door and walk right into him. We both fall to the ground with an "oomph", my purse falling out of my hands and flopping open fully, spilling a large amount of my personal items out- including my body suit. I had gotten it early on after I found photographs of myself showing everything but what color my insides are. These ingenious things are wonderful. With the right lighting, you can't see it anywhere except over my pussy. So never again will I see my pussy displayed to anyone who cares to get one of the magazines I have appeared in. For the most part, the photographers and companies involved haven't cared and even liked that I wear one. I gasp as I see it fall out onto the floor and turn a few shades of red, then turn a few more shades as Joe picks it up and unrolls it. He looks at it for a moment, looks at me, then folds it up and sticks it in his pocket. Before I can say anything he reaches down, picks me up and bends over to get the rest of my stuff into my purse. "Don't worry Catherine, you won't need it today. It's raining, so an outdoors photo shoot won't be good. Instead, we are going up to my room and doing some practice shots with and without the Garibaldi harness. Frank wants to be sure of your lighting qualities and what lights he will need to use." "Well, okay, but why your room?" I ask him as he straightens up, hands me my purse, grabs an arm and walks us toward the elevator. "I have a suite and we need the extra room for this. Besides, it has large windows and natural light is a good thing, Frank insisted. I'm not getting it, but he's the photographer. I'm just here to make sure the harness is put on the right way and to check it out beforehand." He tells me with a wink as he pushes the button for the top floor. The whole 30 minutes on that elevator, I know it wasn't actually but it felt that way, I was trembling a bit. To say that I was nervous was an understatement. Two men and me alone in a room on the top floor? If they decide to do something to me, I couldn't stop them. As the doors open on the top floor, Joe puts his hand to my back, causing me to jump at least a foot. He laughs and leans in to me, whispering in my ear that I had nothing to worry about. We walk a short distance to his door, which is the only door up here. My word, he doesn't have a suite, he has a floor to himself! This must cost him a fortune. Of course, I'm costing him a fortune to, but he offered it to me. I didn't say pay me this much. Inside his suite, I see Frank and Terry, at which I relax. Terry is a wonderful man and very gay. I'm not kidding. He skips about, clasps his hands before him at his chin, waves his head about constantly and has one of those childish voices. He skips right on over to us, chirping on and on about how he is so glad to see me, to be working with me again and then pulls me off to one side for his girl talks. Seriously, he actually said "girl talk". He asked about my guy, if we were serious yet. The last time I had seen Terry, I had just gotten with my guy and had been dating for a month. We spent a few minutes talking. I learned he had broken up with his last boyfriend, a "true drama queen if you know what I mean", as he put it. We stop talking as Frank yells "makeup!". Terry dutifully grabs out the bag he had at his waist and turns to Frank with a pout. "Well thanks for ruining our girl talk Frank, see if I join you tonight," he tells Frank, somehow managing to keep a straight face before turning back to me and giggling like mad. Frank looks at him for a moment, turns around and walks away muttering something about fairies. Before Terry can turn and say something, he had the open mouth shocked look of a not-really-hurt-but-acting-like-it gay man, Joe snaps out "Enough!". Terry closes his mouth, pulls out some mascara and starts applying. The entire time his skilled hands are doing me up, he is muttering under his breath about how men don't appreciate us women, not enough sense to know the right one when he sees it, and on and on. Somehow, I managed to not burst out laughing, though I did a lot of giggling as he continued with my makeup and muttering. Terry stops talking with an "eep" as Frank comes back over slaps his butt and grabs me, pulling me by the arm we head over toward Joe and a very large bed, pausing only a moment to look over his shoulder and tell Terry that he did a nice job for a woman. Then hiding behind me as Terry launches a compact at him, then finds himself ducking away from me as I hit him upside the head. "Please don't hurt the cameraman." A laughing Joe tells us both, Terry having come up besides me and was bent over saying something to Frank. I walk past a still-laying Frank and put my foot to his chest, giving him a little push; he even grunts and falls back as I pull my foot back and continue on. I reach a now-giggling-into-his-hand Joe who leans over to me and asks if I am wearing presentable underwear. I give him one of my looks and he stares back at me with a "What?" expression before telling me that Frank wishes to see skin so he can get a good knowledge of what kind of light will work best with me. "Oh all right, do you have a place I can go to undress?" I ask him with a sigh. I do ever so wish that he wouldn't bring things up right at the very end. Joe turns and yells out "Terry, sheet!" Terry springs halfway across the room to get a folded sheet from a chair before skipping over to us with the sheet clutched to his chest. Reaching us, he shoos me over toward the bed, going on about how I shouldn't worry, those lecherous men won't see and how he will tell me if I am showing anything. Apparently getting to the right spot, he stops me, which is a good thing. I had maybe a foot more before running into a dresser filled, I assume, with the prerequisite bible. For some reason, I found myself wondering if it's in Portuguese or English. As Terry unfolds the sheet, I am about to look, my hand even moving toward the drawer, until Terry twists a bit to look at Frank and Joe. He tells them, "Alright you two, no moving from those spots. Us ladies will not just show our bodies off, so you two had better show some decorum. Or we will be forced to make you stand in the rain for an hour or two." I can hear a couple of "Heys!" as I unbutton my blouse. Such a pity too, it's a nice one- almost a business suit shirt, but frilly; the arms cut a bit short with the open laced cuff; running down the middle, almost hiding the button, are two fringes of lace springing off the shirt; with the ivory buttons it is almost impossible to see them without direct light on them. I do so love this shirt. Having the shirt undone, I pull it from my skirt and peel it off me. Under, I am wearing a royal purple lace bra- see through, yes, but only in part- it covers more than it shows, but does so in a fetching way. With my shirt gone, I undo my skirt and lower it, the whole while feeling like little more than a common whore despite Terry standing over me with a sheet, despite the money I am getting for this photo shoot. The only thing that kept me going was the knowledge that I would not be having sex with anyone and that after this, I would have enough money to give up modeling for those BDSM magazines and could instead simply try and get commercial jobs. I've done a few commercials in the past, mostly condom ads, but at least for those I don't get tied up and photographed, sometimes seemingly naked, being used and spanked. That is what kept me going- the money, the promise of doing better things, and a hatred of my job. The people are wonderful, nice people, but I can't stand doing this bondage. Finally, my clothes off and folded upon the dresser, Terry drops his sheet showing the men my attire. I stand before them in my matching royal purple bra and panties, both lace, both semi-see through, but both allowing me at least a little hint of decency and pride. Up my legs run stockings, sheer and mostly invisible. They add a bit more color to my legs than my creamy skin allows without being to obvious, unless in direct light. These stockings are rather rare to find and actually rather expensive, but rarely get a run. They are held high up my thighs by a short royal purple lace garter belt and they are long enough to allow for short skirts to be worn over them without looking like a tart or whore. The men whistle at seeing me dressed thus before them, my arms move to cover me but stop as Frank speaks up. "No don't. We are enjoying the view, yes. What person alive wouldn't? But, I need to see you like this to figure out what light would work best for your skin. Now before you say anything, yes, I know about your body suit and I already know soft lights. But, I want to see what sort of soft lights. Now, when you are ready, could you get on the bed and array yourself across it in whatever way you feel most comfortable?" He asks me in a professional tone as he grabs up a camera and adjusts a light here, turns on another there. I relax as he busies himself with his job of photographing me. I like Frank. He has photographed me a few times before and is always very businesslike while he is doing his shoots. He is somewhat touchy-feely while positioning you just so, but in a soft, guiding way. I must admit here that we have flirted back and forth, even gone so far as to go out on a date once or twice, but no real sparks. We are more of work friends who flirt innocently. I also must admit, he is a handsome man, which is why Terry is always trying to get in his pants. But Frank seems so much more interested in taking pictures of things. As he told me once, he is a photo freak. He always has a camera with him. Even on our dates, he took a camera and insisted on taking pictures of me while we ate and walked under the stars. This, of course, was before I met my boyfriend. Frank and I had long ago decided we would flirt a tad and leave it at that. He had his world and I had mine- sometimes they coincide. Relaxed now, I climb atop the bed, "ooooing" as I run my hands over the silk comforter, resplendent in an almost gold tan. My comforter isn't silk, it's your basic half cotton in a dark green, but this... now this is a comforter I would want. I even decided to look for the same; I have a lot of money coming, I can splurge on a few things. A comforter such as this is so such a thing. Deciding on a pose for Frank, I lay across the bed, my legs together, feet parted a little, mostly on my side but leaning forward to press my breasts into the comforter a little, showing the side of one, one arm curled under my head, the other laid across my side. "My word Catherine, are you here for pictures or a porn shoot?" Frank remarks over his camera with a wink. "Terry, pillow," I say over my shoulder, only turning my head a tad, grinning as a pillow is dropped to the bed near my hand, also silk, also golden tan. I toss the pillow at Frank, who manages to duck out of the way. I find myself thinking that maybe I'll just take this bed home with me, covering and all. It is such a comfortable bed, giving some but holding me up without feeling the springs. At first, Frank is just telling me to move my arm a little here, or my leg up a tad, lean forward some lean back some as I move to a few different positions on the bed. But soon, he isn't just telling me, he's coming forward and putting a hand to my arm or leg and moving me. At first, it was just my arm or leg, but soon he is running a hand over my butt, cupping a breast or rubbing at my pussy. Frank, being Frank, I allow him his touches and soon I am trembling from his expert soft, sensual touches at my most private areas. This is why we did date a few times- he is the most sensual man you could ever hope to meet, but his photography passion turned me off. On this day, though, I couldn't help but let him move him me just so for his camera, let him run his fingers over me, and turn me into a wanton college student again. Yes, I did go to college. Does that surprise you? I majored in journalism, not that athlete and dumb-ass blonde major of communications. I sort of fell into modeling. I was looking for a job and found an ad asking for models. Being broke, as well as wanting a few face shots, I answered the ad to find out it was for a BDSM magazine. Well, needing the money, I did the photos, got my face shots, and ended up going back to modeling again. I did enjoy the time spent in front of the camera and the pay was spectacular. Besides, the few places who did call me back ended up not hiring me because of that one photo shoot- to risqué for me to be considered a serious journalist. After 8 hours of Frank touching me while he moves me around with our constant flirting, I find myself very turned on. My nipples are practically tearing a hole in my bra, and my panties are wet- so wet that I am surprised they aren't dripping, at least they feel that wet- I'm sure me being so wet doesn't help with telling. I am so ready for a nice hard fucking that I am tempted to just rip my panties off and scream at them to take me now, but am stopped from doing so by Joe saying that we have gotten enough photo's, the rain is letting up, and maybe we can do the harness shots tomorrow. Frank is putting up his camera and lights with the help of Terry, who is practically throwing himself at Frank to get him to do photos of him and treat him the same way he treated me. Joe is sitting in a chair going over some paperwork. No one is paying attention to me so, getting off the bed, I hurriedly put my clothes back on. My hands are shaking, every movement making me a little hornier, I so need to get back to my room and pull out my makeup kit. There is a friend in there I so need to get acquainted with again. I practically run out of Joe's suite, only pausing to say that I need to get some rest if we are doing the shoot tomorrow. Closing the door behind me, and softly as I can, I begin jogging to the elevator. While I am waiting for it, and while going down to my floor, I can't help but to run a hand under my skirt and rub myself. I'm getting close to a nice, strong orgasm but needing something vibrating in me to bring it out. At my floor, which luckily is empty because I wasn't jogging quietly, I ran to my door get it opened and dash in. I'm in such a hurry to get my friend in me, I don't even bother to close the door fully, just let it close itself. As I move to my bed I shed my clothes, taking off my shoes, my skirt, shirt, bra and panties, but not my stockings. Those I leave there, not because I'm trying to be extra seductive for somebody, but just because they aren't that easy to take off in a hurry. Reaching my bed, I hurriedly grab my bags and tear through them, but no makeup kit! Panicked, I think that I didn't pack my makeup kit. But then I recall I did, it's in the bathroom. Jumping up, I retrieve my friend from the bathroom and test, starting it to check the battery. I smile as I find it is working perfectly. I lie on the bed this time, but having cooled some I run my hands over my body, up and down me. I get closer to touching my pussy and nipples, teasing myself, until I am finally touching my nipples, my fingers squeezing them as my hands move about atop my breasts. One hand moves down my body again while the other cups one breast and brings it toward my mouth. Craning my neck down a little, I take my offered nipple into my mouth and suck as my other hand reaches my pussy and rubs at my clit a little before getting some moisture from me. I lay there doing that to myself for I don't know how long, switching nipples on occasion, rubbing at my clit, occasionally inserting a finger or three, and just hovering on the edge of a most glorious orgasm, not letting myself cum yet. No this occasion calls for a very intense orgasm. Just as I am reaching for my friend, a six inch purple vibrator with ribs, I hear a voice asking if I needed help. I look over to see Joe standing there, his clothes gone, a very big cock sticking out and a grin on his face. I lay there for a moment, mesmerized by his cock so big and long, and then I realize this is Joe! He isn't even kinda cute! No way am I going to cheat on my wonderful boyfriend with him! I jump from the bed and charge him, yelling at him to get out, slapping at him and shoving him. Suddenly, I find myself on my back over a chair, my legs bent over me and him sitting on my chest tying me to the chair. My arm is tied to my leg on the armrest of the chair. I just lay there, stunned, as he ties one arm and leg. But when he turns to do the other, I'm yelling at him to get off me and hitting at him as best I can one armed and laying on my back this way. He wraps one arm around my leg and grabs my free arm as he shoves a ball of cloth in my mouth to get me to shut up. I don't. I keep trying to scream as he ties my other arm and leg to the chair. With me tied down and unable to move much, he gets off me and starts tying me down even more to the chair, at one point even untying my arms and legs, not together of course, but separate. Eventually I find myself staring at my own pussy. I am looking at him with fire in my eyes, trying to spit out the ball of cloth and screaming still, despite knowing that nobody could hear me anyway. A grinning Joe moves back around to behind me. Well, not really behind me I guess, but above my head. Leaning back, I see his big cock moving toward me. I try to get up for a moment more, but I am tied so well I can barely move. So, I just lean my head back and close my eyes, tears starting to run down my cheeks as I feel him pressing at me, slowly entering me, stretching my pussy more than I've ever been, just going farther and farther in me. I couldn't help it, he is just so big, I got even wetter to allow him to enter me farther and farther. Finally, his balls are now pressing up against me, the entire length of him buried in me, and he starts moving, not fast but slow and steady, pulling most of him out of me then sliding it back in. I am under him, my eyes closed, tears running down my cheeks, and moaning as he moves in and out of me. Well, moaning as well as can be expected with a ball of cloth in my mouth, though able to breathe well enough through the cloth. Suddenly, Joe is out of me and spanking me. My eyes open in shock at this newest affront to see Joe looking down at me, telling me to open my eyes and put my head up. Each time he says to put my head up, he spanks me. Eventually I give in and do so, just to give my butt a break from his constant beating on it. The Photo Shoot Swiftly a board is placed under my head, shoved under my back a ways to keep from giving way, I suppose, and to allow a cushion to be just under my head. He pushes my head back and I find myself staring at my pussy again. Oh no, he means to make me watch. I close my eyes tight, fresh tears streaming away from them until he spanks me again and tells me eyes open. At first I don't listen, but shortly after do because my butt is just hurting so bad now. As he slides back into me, my eyes close again. I can't watch this; he is using me for his own pleasure! This is not how a guy treats a woman he is having sex with! My eyes open again in sharp pain as he squeezes and twists one nipple far harder than I enjoy as he tells me to watch my Master enjoy his pussy. My Master? I don't think so buddy! 5 million or no 5 million, I am so leaving this hotel tomorrow, reporting you to the authorities and going home. I didn't agree to be used as your sex toy! I didn't agree to have you tie me up and tell me you're my master! And I am not enjoying this! Well, okay... my body is enjoying this. My thoughts stop there as I am thrown into a huge orgasm. My whole body trembles as I am tossed here and there by the great wave after wave of pleasure brought on by his big cock fucking me. My eyes close as I find myself cumming over and over again as he moves in me, now going faster than before. The chair is actually creaking a little with his movement in me. I leave my eyes closed, ashamed at myself for cumming on him in the first place, let alone over and over. I just couldn't stand to be able to watch his balls shaking as he moves in and out of me, my juices dripping off his cock; the way my lips stretch out after him, as if trying to pull him back in; or how they go in with him, trying to shove him in deeper almost. He starts jerking in and out of me instead of his normal smooth fast in and out. He's going to cum! Finally this will all be over! In my mind I keep screaming over and over, "Cum damn you cum!" When he stops moving, I practically scream out, "Yes! Cum in me you ass and leave me alone!" Except, he doesn't cum. His cock pulls out of me and I groan. I can't tell if it's disappointment or relief, but I don't get the time to decide. His hand is at my face, pulling on the accursed wad of cloth stuffed in my mouth. My eyes open to look up at him as he keeps pulling the wad out. He stops before it's all the way out and he looks down at me, tells me "No biting," and pulls the wad out. My mouth opens and closes to get the feeling back and to work out the kinks. Then I open my mouth to tell him that I'm going to rip it off if he shoves it in my mouth, but never get the chance- his cock is in my mouth and heading back. It feels like my eyes bug out as he gets deeper and deeper. I can't believe I've got this much in! He's hitting the back of my mouth with more to go! I've also found out something- with a cock this size in your mouth, biting down is difficult if not impossible! Maybe I've got a smaller mouth, but he has a very big cock. Soon, I've forgotten about biting him, or anything else I was planning on doing- I'm just struggling to breathe. He pulled the board out from under my head and positioned himself so that he is level with my head, or rather his cock is level. I have found myself staring at the floor between his legs as his cock pistons in and out of my mouth. I can feel the veins in his cock as it plunges into my throat, deeper and deeper, until his balls are pressing into my nose. I find myself thankful that at least he showers regularly. Soon he has picked up a tempo that I manage to match my breathing to, his cock sliding out until there is 3 inches or so in my mouth, then plunging it all the way back in until I am practically digesting him. I exaggerate, of course, but at the time it felt that way. Just when I think it's not going to get any worse, he cums. His first load shot into my throat, then he pulled back. His hot cum is shooting it's slimy way into my mouth, pooling around his cock, seeping between my teeth, rubbing against my lips and just forcing it's way throughout my mouth. He keeps cumming and cumming, soon my cheeks are bulged out with all the slimy fluids forced into my mouth, some of it is leaking out of the corners of my mouth. He is twisting a nipple telling me to "Swallow, dammit!" I shake my head as much as possible, his cock in my mouth and one hand holding my head. But he keeps twisting, and no pulling. Eventually I just swallow, not so much because he was telling me to, but because it hurt. With his cock free of my mouth, I start calling him names and telling him to "Untie me, dammit!" He grins down at me for a minute or so. Then, leaning down, he shoves the wad of cloth back into my mouth. I keep yelling at him best as I can as he, still grinning, walks out of my sight. Then the lights are turned off and I am suddenly thrust into a very dark room, my arms and legs tied to this chair, unable to move more than a little tiny bit, and he has left me here. I lay there on my back, not terribly comfortable, trying to yell for help for a while. Finally, I give up and just sit there, staring at the floor and the wall, thinking. At first my thoughts are on how to get him back, how to make him understand that I am not the woman to do this to. Eventually I get tired of those thoughts and I find myself wondering why he has done this to me. At some point, I don't know when or how long it took, I fell asleep- not a deep sleep, not a comfortable sleep, but I did sleep. Sometime the next morning, I woke up. Tired, groggy, and very in need of a bathroom, I forgot for a moment what had happened and wondered why I was bent over myself. So I tried to get up, only to find that I am tied to the chair. I take in a deep breath to start screaming, and find that the ball of cloth is gone. Not caring if I had spit it out in my sleep or if it fell away or whatever, I work my mouth around a little before taking in a deep breath to scream again, but stop when Joe appears at my shoulder. "Sorry about leaving you like this for so long, but you were asleep and figured it would be better to not untie you. You could fall off the chair and hurt yourself. Now, lay still and I'll untie you. I expect your needing the bathroom." I was so glad to see someone untying me that I softly smile up at him as his swift hands untie the rope and uncoil it from around my arms and legs. Tenderly, he grabs hold of me, picks me up from the chair and lets me work my legs around a bit before placing me back on the ground. I lean on him for support until my knees stop wobbling. I head for the bathroom, almost tripping over a bar stool I am sure wasn't there last night. In the bathroom, I use the toilet with a great sigh and I am ashamed to say an "oh yeah." After the necessities, I am brushing my teeth when Joe comes in the bathroom with a sheepish grin on his face. "I'm sorry I left you on the chair last night, and I am more sorry about what happened. I know I can't make it up to you and I have no excuse, at least not for what happened in here. I left because my company got another product here last night and I had to go retrieve it. When I got back, you were asleep. I know you are very mad at me and planning on leaving Brazil now. But, if you were to stay and model this new product, you bumped into it out there, and the harness, I will pay you 10 million, promise to not do that again and not try and hire you again." I stop brushing my teeth for a minute, mouth agape in shock. 10 million dollars? But for what? Letting him take my body last night? No, not let. He forced it on me! I didn't want him in my room, I didn't want him to tie me to a chair and I didn't want him to use my body for his pleasure. Plain and simple, he raped me. But how to prove it? He didn't cum in my pussy, he came in my mouth and made me swallow it. The remainder was going down the drain as he came in, so it boils down to my word against his. I might as well agree to this, take his money, then let the other models and agencies know what he did. That would kill his business, I was sure. As I open my mouth to agree, a ball gag is shoved into my mouth, tightened down by a pull on a cord and I am bent over the barstool. Quickly my hands are cuffed to the legs, then my legs are strapped to it as well. About this time, I notice it is not actually a barstool. It has built in handcuffs welded directly to the legs and ankle straps. The straps are leather but padded with svelte, I imagine. Judging by the feel, the handcuffs aren't the standard cop ones either. They are thicker and padded, the chains are longish, but not long enough to allow you to grab at one to pull your hand free. I have smaller hands so am able to pull myself free of a normal pair of handcuffs, but these are done very well and I have no chance of freeing my hands. The chains are too long to allow me to pull them free singly and not long enough to allow me to hold one. My hands and feet are locked to the stool, my backside bent over just enough to allow access to my pussy or ass, and my legs are spread a bit by the legs of the stool. About this time I realize that the so-called bar stool's seat is thinner than a normal seat. You couldn't really perch yourself on this at a bar. The legs are bent out wide so I am laying over this thing in an inverted V-position with my feet off the ground on foot rests, though most of my weight is resting on the padded seat. Well, it's more of a thick bar type than a seat. I don't know why the thought came to me, but I find myself thinking that it's comfortable. I even try and tell Joe, though it came out more like "oooffy" with that ridiculous red ball half-sticking out of my mouth. With the small hole, I can breathe through, well more of a hiss really. Somehow or other, Joe understands and laughs as he heads to the phone. I don't know who he called or talked to, but he was only on the phone for maybe thirty seconds before hanging up and walking to the door of my room. I can't see where he went, but I do hear the door the open. I couldn't help it, I squeaked when he opens the door. I hear it close, but then I hear footsteps coming towards me, stopping at my head. I know that whoever it was stopped at my head because I can see the toes of their shoes. Then I am moving, well not me so much as the whatever-the-heck this thing is called with me going along for the ride. I groan and grunt along with him, I can tell it's a him by the grunts as he tries to pick the two of us up. His belt buckle and crotch are digging into my back. We don't move very far before he stops, moves around to other side of me, grabs on again, and picks me up, thing in tow; or is it he picked up the thing and I was in tow? Whichever it was, I found myself held aloft by the man. I'm pretty sure it was Joe, but can't tell because all I can see is some shoes and the bottoms of his pants. For the brief distance I was carried, I was very aware of the large bulge pressing into me through his pants. I squeal again as the door is opened, then, to my utter horror, he props the door open with me, my butt facing the hall. Of course, I am objecting to this turn of events rather vehemently, if rather unintelligible. I got redder each time someone would walk past the doorway and see me. A maid walked past looking at me, even stopped for a second staring at me. Well, I think she was staring at my pussy and ass spread out for peoples viewing pleasure, then walked past with a grin. An older couple walked by, he slowed down and stared, mouth agape, until she hit him upside the head and told him, "No staring at the floozy." Although, she looked at me and licked her lips before disappearing past the edge of the door. I just have to close my eyes as two younger men walk by, whooping and hollering at me. I think they actually stop, stare and make a few comments on me before moving on. I just can't believe the nerve of Joe! First he rapes me and now he has me spread over this thing nude holding open the door so anybody walking by can see my pussy and what color my insides are! 10 million just doesn't seem to be enough right now for the humiliation he's putting me through. Oh great, two more young guys are walking by. I can hear their footsteps and their conversation, though I have no idea what they are saying, they seem to be speaking in Portuguese. I just keep my eyes closed hoping they won't pay attention to me, except they do. Their voices get closer to me... closer nothing, they have stopped next to me. One of them even puts a hand to my ass and rubs me absentmindedly. They keep talking for a minute, then they are on both sides of me picking me up. My eyes open at that, I never signed on to be carted around the hotel nude, tied to a semi bar stool thing and spread open for anyone's use. I start yelling at them to put me down, yelling for help, and yelling for Joe. This, of course, does nothing but make the two of them laugh. Then I feel another hand on me, it runs up my back, well down would be a better way to put it if I wasn't leaned over like this, between the cheeks of my ass and into my pussy, two fingers sliding into me. At first they didn't do anything, then they started moving, at first not moving that much, just kinda jostling around in me, then they start pumping at me. At first that got me to calm down, because, well, a third person means Joe was there. Then, I realized either Joe is fingering me, or he is carrying me and someone else is fingering me. Either one is not something I like. Then I noticed something, well heard is more like it, I was to busy being concerned with everything else that I didn't notice... but when we reached the elevator, I heard a squishing noise. Not just a squishing noise either, it was going in sync with the fingers in me. Oh my, what is this? I'm wet! How can I be wet? This is not something I enjoy doing! Not how I like spending my mornings! And, if that is Joe with the hand in me, not someone I want to be knowing in that way! Despite all of that, I am wet. And I'm not just wet, I can feel an orgasm coming! That can't be happening! Please no, I don't want to cum! But then, right about when the elevator doors open again, I'm cumming. Despite my trying to keep quiet, they know. Whoever has their hand in me knew anyway with the way my cunt was squeezing and pulsing on his fingers, but I also let out a few moans and trembled. The two carrying me started laughing and talking in Portuguese rather excitedly as they lug me down the short hall to the door of Joe's suite. The fingers pull out of me then, eliciting a slight groan of dismay as my pussy is suddenly left open and empty, my juices seeping out and down my thighs and stomach. I hear and see the door opening, though don't move until the fingers are back and worming their way into me again, sending more of my juices running down me. Inside I am plopped down a few times before Frank says perfect right there. The two carriers move away from me out of sight and I hear the door shut. Everything fades away as Frank moves around me with his camera taking pictures, telling me to move this way or that, not that he needed to. I was unable to move much besides my head a little and my hands. I was even starting to relax a little, until I felt a warm hard cock nestling against my lips. I started to yell at whoever it was taking me, not that I was really making sense, and was ignored. I closed my eyes as the strange cock is shoved into me, my juices bubbling out around him with the forceful shove. Then he is moving in me, his cock going in and out of me at a nice speed, not soft and loving, but hard and fast. The stool thing he is taking me on bounces around a little bit as his cock rams in and out of me, my juices coming out with him and dripping over the floor. I can't see it happening, but I can feel my lips pulling out and going in with him, as if I am trying to keep him in me and pulling him back into me when he pulls out. I can feel my clit laying there engorged and throbbing as he fucks me, his balls bouncing against my clit each time. It's not long before I am hovering at the brink of an orgasm, and am shoved over it as he jerks in me once, twice then three times before shooting his hot load deep into my wanton cunt. I can hear him groaning as his seed shoots then oozes into my hot depths. I groan as well as I feel it bouncing off my walls and spreading it's warmth out to every little bit of me. Frank was moving around me during the fucking I had received- camera clicking, flashes going off, saying things to me and to whoever had taken me. After the man moved away from me, Frank kept moving around me, although stayed behind me for a while as I felt the cum that was shot in me begin oozing out. He stayed back there as the mixed cum slid down my thighs, telling me how good I looked and telling me to squeeze a little so more cum came out of me. I'm not sure which was worse, him going along with my being raped or the fact that I was doing what he said. I wasn't trying to get him to untie me or crying rape, I was whimpering that no cock was in me. Then, suddenly, there was! I'm not sure when it happened, but Frank had moved away from me and another man had come up behind me and pressed his cock to me, then slid in. This one didn't do me hard and fast, he was going slow. His cock was moving at a slow measured pace in me, never pulling back all that far really, at most halfway. I'm not sure when or why it happened, but I realized that I was trying to tell him to move faster, and trying to get him in me faster by moving myself. The stool was a very good design, however. I couldn't move and the ball gag kept me from making any sense. So, I reluctantly relaxed and let him have me at his own speed, moaning for faster regardless of his understanding me or not. I'd like to say I went along with this because I didn't have any choice anyway, or that I was just desperate to cum again. I can't though. I was going along with this because of the 10 million. I guess it's true that everyone has a price, and mine is 10 million. I perched up on that thing, letting that man have me slow and measured, practically begging him to go faster and to cum in me- partly wanting his cum because then he would be done and partly because I usually cum when I am being cum in. Mostly though, I was wanting his cum so Frank could take pictures of it cumming out of me. That 10 million turned me into a whore, a picture whore but a whore. I'm not sure if it's better to be a whore on camera, but I am one now. Finally the man using me picks up speed, his cock slamming into me, pulling back and slamming in again. The speed and intensity of his thrusts have me at the brink then over as his cock rams in me, I'm not sure how long he fucked me fast and hard, long enough to get me to cum though he hadn't yet. He kept fucking me most of the way through my orgasm before starting to jerk, his tempo lost he just shoved all the way in me and jerked a bit more deep in me. His hot cum shooting into me sent me off again. I noticed Frank moving about us as I was cumming and he was cumming, his camera clicking, the flashes going off, and I jerked about as much as I could for his camera. Tears were streaming up my forehead. I'm not a whore, but I was definitely one now. A very high priced whore to be sure, but a whore is a whore. Strapped to a stool thing or not, I was reveling in being taken and used by these men for money. Of course I am wanting sex, I want sex as often as I can have it. I know I should do porn instead of modeling, but showing all of me isn't something I want to do. Though here I am doing just that, showing my body, now streaming some guys hot cum, my now empty pussy gaping, a bit cum oozing out of me and collecting on my clit before sliding down. Frank is moving around me, camera clicking, "oohing" and "aahing" as he sees the different parts of me, especially my pussy. At least it's an art form and not actually whoring, I'm still a model! The line between being paid to have sex in front of a camera and not is a very thin line, but it's not technically whoring. The Photo Shoot: An Unexpected Turn of Events It was early spring, the weather was finally warming here on the prairie, a great time for some outdoor photography. My wife is an excellent photographer, and she wanted to photograph some old rusty farm machinery in the woods near our home. It needed to happen before the leaves came on and blocked the good light. Since the forest had started growing up around the vehicles, I was asked to go along to clear the brush and brambles for her, so she could get good shots and not get all scratched up. I was also the designated tripod and camera gear bag carrier. We followed a deer path in to the woods and what we discovered abandon there in the clearing was a very rusty harvester, and a cool old pickup from the 30's. It must have been a field when they were parked there so long ago. The bed of the truck had long since rusted away, but the cab was still very interesting looking, with the doors partly hanging open. I set the gear bag down and began clipping and cutting the brambles and undergrowth around the equipment while she walked around checking it out and framing the shots she wanted. "How ya doing with the brush clearing," she asked after a bit, as she squatted down to load film into her camera. This was to be a classic black and white film shoot. "Almost done," I replied, thinking I would go ahead and walk back home now that my part in her project was complete. "How are you doing?" I inquired back. "This looks really great, I love the old gears and rusty tones. I'm ready to start shooting now; the light is getting so much better now that the sun is getting lower. Take your clothes off," she added, almost as an after thought. I was sure I had not heard correctly. "What did you say?" I replied. In a firm voice she repeated it, "I said take your clothes off! I need a model to contrast with all the rusty surfaces and mechanical machinery parts." "But...but, sweetie" I started to say more about heading home but she stopped me. " Are you arguing with me?" I knew better then that, and quickly started pulling my shirt off. I had removed it and was draping it over a near-by branch when she spoke again. "The only butt I want now is yours," she added, as I continued to remove the rest of my clothes. "Now that is more like it," she said, glancing over at me as she began setting up her tripod and checking the light with a meter. "You know you'll look great next to that old rusty metal, don't you think," she asked rhetorically as I slipped out of my pants. " I think a nude body will work really will with these shots." She continued exclaiming the benefits of having a readily available model for her work. I wasn't so sure. I didn't reply, but finished hanging my jeans on another branch. I was now down to my underwear and my Crocks. In case you haven't read any of my other stories, my wife likes me in panties, and that is all I have to wear, so this day I was in a pair of red Vanity Fair string bikinis. So I was feeling a bit odd standing there almost naked in the woods in just my panties--maybe more unusual then being naked. "Don't you look cute in your colorful panties-- red at night sailor delight, red in morn sailor be warned," she said, looking over at me now, chucking at her joke. She reached in her bag and grabbed her digital camera, pointed it in my direction and took a few quick shots. I heard a click, click, click. "Turn to your right just a bit," click. "I thought those panties just deserved color," she chuckled at my predicament. "Okay, off they come now," she said, as she refocused her attention to mounting her black and white camera on the tripod. "I want you over here for the first few shots." I walked gingerly over to where she directed me for the shot, slipped out of my panties, and hung them on another near by branch. Now naked, she draped me over the side of the truck cab. All the rusty metal and branches were a bit scary as I got into position. I heard the shutter click a few times as she took her shots and directed me into yet another pose. "Don't move, hold it right there," she admonished, as she adjusted her camera and moved around getting the composition she was after. For the next hour or so I was posed every which way over and around the old junk. I was her nude model and she took full advantage if it. At one point my bottom was even in the rear window of the truck cab. I couldn't tell just what her shoots looked like, but I hoped they were fairly abstract and didn't show too much of me. In any case she seemed quite pleased. My back had been toward her, when a few lengths of rope appeared, from her gear bag I imagined. She began tying my wrists, "this should be interesting," she said, as she secured me between several rusty parts, click, click. "move you hip over a bit, turn, yes, that's good." She tied one ankle to an old part the other in an opposite direction. Now I was pulled, pushed and tied in many different provocative poses. At one point she laughingly said, "don't go anywhere, I've got to change my film." I was so tied and bound that I certainly was not going anywhere as she reloaded her camera. "I can see he is getting more interested in our little shoot," she chuckled. It was becoming obvious that I was starting to get a little turned on. Several times she had accidentally brushed my penis as she posed me for a shot. I wasn't so sure. "I have many good rolls of black and white pictures," she said, setting her camera down, "perhaps it's time to see what else might develop." She pulled her trusty digital out and took a few with that. I was still tied between a door and some other parts with my back to her when I felt a lubed finger probing my bottom. Her other hand had reached around and my nipples were alternately being twisted and pulled. "How is my model doing now," she whispered in my ear. I could only moan an, "Oh my!" Her hand now slipped between my legs as she handled my balls and pumped my now very full member. "I wouldn't want you to accidentally alert anyone to our fun," she whispered, as she had grabbed my panties from the branch at some point and was now stuffing them in my mouth. It didn't take her long and I was leaving evidence of her fun on the rusty fender of the old truck. "Sorry I didn't get a photo of the finish," she added, "but I'm out of film."