Lights, Camera and a good exposure

(The second part of a trilogy)

By Biard Zukitoff

I woke early on Thursday morning, the sun streamed through the bedroom window and although I felt slightly sore from the exploits of yesterday, I woke with a raging hard-on, which to my mind was a good sign. After a light breakfast, I showered, shaved and carried out my usual morning ablutions then, walking back into the bedroom, I carefully selected loose fitting jogging pants without underwear and a tee shirt that had the slogan 'Models do it on the catwalk' emblazoned on the front.

I splashed on some of my favourite CK cologne and was slipping the t-shirt on, when the front door bell rung, so, glancing at the hall clock, which read 8.45, I walked the length of the corridor.

Natasha stood in the open doorway, her long dark hair cascaded over her shoulders and she wore a pair of skin-tight jeans, white knitted roll neck sweater and sunglasses. Her make-up was immaculate and she looked a million dollars with the sun at her back giving her an ethereal glow.

"Hi, sorry if I'm too early" she said in her usual husky voice.

"You're not, come in"

She entered the flat removing her sunglasses and wafting the smell of expensive perfume along the corridor as we made for the lounge.

"Do you want some coffee, it's freshly brewed," I said, as she put down a large beauty case she was carrying and perching on the side of the couch.

"Do we have time?"

"Oh yes, it's only about twenty minutes drive"

I went to the kitchen and poured two cups of steaming coffee, returning to the lounge and handing her one.

"I won't be a minute," I said, leaving her with the coffee and returning to the bedroom.

I picked up a sports bag and threw cologne, soap, towels, razor, a change of clothes and a selection of what I considered was my sexiest underwear into it, then, returning to the lounge I sat down opposite Natasha.

"I brought my full make up kit and a whole selection of sexy undies with me, just in case" she said, her eyes meeting mine in a disconcerting manner.

"Good idea, you never know what you might need on these type of jobs," I said, trying to appear a true professional and as if I knew what I was doing.

"It is as you said on the phone though…sort of full nude and. …and full sex?"

"Yes, that’s what I'm led to believe, why, you having second thoughts?"

"No, I'm…. er…. I'm sort of…. er…. I'm sort of …..looking forward to it"

I smiled, so was I if the truth were known as eyes met.

"Well, it's a well paid job," I said lamely.

"Yes, but that's not why I'm doing it,"

"Oh! Why are you doing it then?"

"To be honest, I've always had the hots for you," she said half embarrassed.

"Time we were going" I said trying to take the heat out of the moment.

The drive took us through leafy the suburbs of London and arriving at about ten minutes to ten outside the little mews cottage where the tutor lived, we sat collecting our thoughts, before knocking, being greeted and shown in by him.

In the small living room four students, three boys and one girl, ranging in age from eighteen to twenty two, sat around making small talk, and comparing their cameras.

"I though we had better use the bedroom upstairs," the Tutor said inviting us to follow him up the narrow staircase and into a brightly lit front bedroom that appeared small and contained a large double bed and little else. Natasha and I stood for a few moments taking in the smell of clean linen sheets and newly painted walls.

"I hope you didn't go to any special trouble for us," I said, as I looked around the room.

"No, I'm in the middle of painting the whole house but I have changed the sheets obviously"

"Thanks" I said looking at a pile of large glossy photographs, which were scattered on the carpet.

"I'll go and get the others now" he said walking away and down the stairs.

I looked at Natasha and after we both put our bags down against the wall, I picked a bundle of photos off the floor and scanned through them, Natasha looking over my shoulder.

"Well! We know what type of pictures he likes to take, they are his I assume," she said, as we both looked down on a nude couple fucking each other in a myriad of different positions.

"Yes, and I guess today's going to be very interesting"

"And tiring," she added with a giggle.

I took a packet of condoms out of my pocket and waived them at her.

"You're no seriously intending to use those, are you?"

"Well, I was, but since you mention it……not exactly photogenic are they?" I replied as our eyes met.

"Bad idea," we both said in unison as I placed them back in my pocket and the four students plus the tutor entered the room. Squeezing past us, they congregated around the window looking like a gang of naughty and embarrassed kids.

Feeling the need to break the embarrassed silence, that began to descend, I addressed them in the clearest and most assertive voice I could muster.

"Right what do you want to do first?"

Suddenly, as if a switch had been thrown, they all started to talk at once, one saying he like to do some shots of us getting undressed, another saying he wanted to shoot some shots of us kissing, the other two arguing between themselves about light values, angles and exposures.

"Right!" said the tutor in a loud voice starting to issue instructions about lights and trying to organise them into a coherent band.

A few minutes later the group seemed to have reached a consensus and we were instructed to sit on the bed and start kissing.

Awkwardly at first, I put my arms around Natasha and we went into an embrace, but after a few seconds we relaxed and started to forget our surroundings as our tongues slid easily into each other's mouths and our hands started wandering across each other's body's.

I was barely aware of the various camera sounds of motor drives, clicks, and flashes around us as we lost ourselves in the quite obvious, mutual attraction we felt for each other and if anybody issued instructions as to what we were supposed to be doing, I, for one, was unaware of them.

Driven by desire, I pushed my hands up inside her knitted top and touched her breasts, feeling her body shuddered, as my fingers alighted on the small lace bra that enclosed the ample contents. Then, as I slipped each of my fingers inside the cups, I felt the nipples turn hard and start to swell under my touch, I pushed my tongue deeper into her open mouth, at the same time feeling the first stirrings in my groin as I reacted to the exhilarating sensation of her body pressing against mine; slowly, we sank onto the soft mattress in a tight embrace.

Minutes passed as I slipped off her top and we both became totally absorbed with the moment. Then, suddenly, Natasha rolled over on top of me and sat up, her eyes locked on mine, she pulled at the waistband of my jogging bottoms and pulling it down until she exposed my rigid cock, she let out a muffled gasp.

"What?" I murmured.

"God you're hung like a horse," she said, as I heard a stifled snigger from the students who had seen me nude before.

"Mmm, he is, isn’t he?" said the only other female in the room quietly.

"He's not that big," said one of the males in a fit of bravado.

"Oh my god and you shave too," Natasha said excitedly, ignoring the comments around her.

"Yes are you disappointed?"

"No far from it, no it's clean and nice and kinda yummy," she said backing down the bed and slipping my cock into her mouth.

"Yeh, it tastes good too," she said coming up for air.

The students thought this was fantastic, and moved in to take close ups of her giving me a blow-job from every angle, I just lay back, watching with a kind of disconnected objectivity and trying not to cum until absolutely necessary.

She sucked and licked and fondled and squeezed for a full twenty minutes, trying her best to make me cum in her mouth, but I stubbornly refused to shoot my load until the students enthusiasm and frenetic clicking started to slow down

Then, I addressed the one nearest to me, a young Asian guy " Can I cum now?"

"Oh yes that would be great, we thought you weren't going to!"

On hearing this, Natasha went into a frenzy of attention to my cock and, as my back arched, she pulled my cock from her mouth, held it in her hand and watched the hot cum squirt from the end, shoot into the air, and land on her face and breasts. Sitting there for a few seconds to see if I was finished, she put out her tongue and licked the liquid dribbling down her face into her mouth.

Several of the students dodged and weaved around her taking close ups of the sticky mess on her face and breasts before offering her a tissue to wipe it off, which she did before getting of me and sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I need a shower to cool down," she said standing up, undoing and sliding out of the jeans.

"So do I, the heat from these lights is getting to me," I said asking the tutor whether it would be O.K.

"Yes of course," he said, obviously sexually het up, his voice near to breaking.

We both went into the bathroom and as we climbed into the shower she finally removed the small panties. As we stood under the cold water and soaped each other's bodies I had the first occasion to take a close look at her and quickly took in the pert full breasts with dark button like nipples, shapely waist and hips and the dark luxuriant bush of curly pubic hair just as god made it.

She turned the shower to slightly warm and we stood in the cabinet barely able to keep our hands off each other, I knelt, and slipped my hand between her thighs, feeling for the lips between her crotch and then pushing my finger deep into her. As I probed her intimate parts feeling a burning desire to put my head between her legs and put my tongue in place of my finger, the shower door opened and there stood one of the students with two glasses of wine.

"The tutor thought it would help you relax," he said trying to hand the glasses to Natasha.

"Just put them down over there," she said, as she parted her legs and I pushed my face into her pubes probing her lips with my tongue and feeling for her clit.

"I..I…..can I get a photograph of this," he said, stammering and addressing Natasha.

"Yes, I suppose so,"

Off he went, returning not only with his camera, but having told the others, with them also.

Once again, oblivious to the audience, I continued to lick the cunt, whilst my nose nuzzled deep into the hair that smelled of fresh soap and my cock stood to attention in anticipation, minutes passed, as I worked with frenzy, licking, pushing and probing with my tongue, until I suddenly felt her body tremble and give a violent shudder indicating she had reached an orgasm.

She let out a little cry of pleasure and I retreated backward a little from her as I opened my eyes, suddenly realising that, there were four lots of camera lenses inches from my face. I stood up my cock waiving around in front of me, fully engorged and flicking up and down with each beat of my heart, the veins around it a violent blue black colour with the normally loose foreskin stretched almost to splitting.

She looked down at the purple blue coloured head of my cock, grasped it with her hand and guided it towards her, trying to push it inside whilst lifting the leg facing the door and resting it on my hip. The atmosphere in the shower was electrifying as the cameras moved down to get a shot of me entering her, with motor drives whizzing and flashlights popping to catch every piece of the action.

"Cmon, fuck her," a female voice said in the heat of the moment.

I glanced across at the female student whose face was flushed and was urging me on, her hand thrust down the front of her jeans obviously fingering herself. Natasha reacted as if jealousy of the girl’s attention and with a forceful downward thrust, lowered herself onto my cock, enveloping me with a sopping wet cunt right up to the hilt, my balls pressed against her outer lips as I felt her use her muscles to grip me like a hand.

I heaved up and down sliding easily back and forth, the white cream of her juices forming a smeared collar around my cock, the cameras recording every thrust as I finally pulled out and shot my load up against her stomach and pubes.

As if to brag about it, Natasha turned towards the students displaying the cum running down and hanging in the nest of black hair covering her pussy. A barrage of flashes followed to record the event before she turned and showered off, finally, stepping out of the cubicle and wrapping a towel around herself.

I followed, feeling empty and spent and without drying, walking back, weak at the knees, to the bedroom where Natasha was laying on the bed relaxing and the students were in a huddle in the corner.

"Would it be possible to get some close–up shots of your pussy?" the Asian student said addressing Natasha.

"Yes of course," she said, lifting the towel and spreading her legs.

"There’s just one… small thing," he continued.

"What’s that?"

"Well we ALL thought, it would be better if your pussy was shaved" he said putting emphasis on the group thought.

"I’ve never done that before, so I’d need some help, I think," she said looking at me.

"Don’t look at me I’ve not done it before either" I replied, thinking how wonderful she would look, without that thick untamed bush at the bottom of her belly, but, that if I tried, my hands would shake so much that I might cut her.

"Well, someone will have to do it," she said, looking around the room, " any volunteers?"

All the male students looked at each other and then before the others could reply, one stepped forward, saying quickly "I’ll do it."

His hands trembled as I provided him with razor and shaving foam, but, over the next ten minutes, he proceeded to shave every last hair from her without so much as a nick. Struggling to shave around and between the lips of her cunt as we all watched in total silence, he finally finished the task by gently towelling off the excess soap, whilst we all stood and admired his handy work, congratulating him on his expertise.

During all this time Natasha had, just lain back and relaxed but, but when he was done, she moved her hand slowly down to feel the results of his handy work and deftly, sliding one finger inside, began to masturbate furiously.

Cameras were grabbed again and more shots taken whilst I stood and watched, getting, yet another hard-on as she let out moans of pleasure, finishing, her fingers saturated in her own juice, with a crescendo of body shuddering spasms and a loud cry as she had an orgasm.

Then somebody said, " Could you get astride her, facing her feet?"

I sat on top of her and when they had positioned me so that my legs were astride her hips and my balls were resting on newly shaved pubes with my cock pointing upward, they seemed happy, and started to take close up pictures of my erect cock above her wet pussy.

I started to play with my hard cock, stroking and rubbing it absentmindedly, until one asked if I was intending to jack-off. I asked if that was what they wanted me to do, and back came the instant affirmative reply.

Asking one of them, to hand me the baby oil from my bag, I liberally oiled my cock and started to slowly slide my hand up and down the rigid rod. Slowly at first, I pumped away, building up momentum until I shot my load that was less quantity and more quality.

As the cum dribbled back onto my fist still wrapped around my member, I moved my wet hand and wiped it over Natasha's smooth cunt, making it glisten in the light as more photos were taken in a series of clicks and flashes

If they wanted more I didn’t have it to give, so, we finally called it a day, and having been paid by a rather flustered and obviously satisfied group, we both left.

A full week later, I caught up with them all after class at the University.

I enquired if they had any good results from the session, and was surprised, when they rushed off to get bundles of large format glossy black and white photographs to show me.

As I browsed through the shots I realised just how beautiful they were.

"They're terrific photos," I said, adding, "How did you take that one?" pointing to a particularly erotic shot of my rigid cock and Natasha’s smooth pussy.

"Well its all to do with lights, camera and good exposure," the student replied.