Here it is, hope you'll enjoy it. *smiles*
The Photographer and his Model
Text and photos by yours truly.
Richard got out of his car and ran up the alley leading to his studio. He took the keys from out of his pocket and started to fumble, trying to open the door. He realized his hands were shaking a bit more than usual. He was always excited before a shoot, but this time, it was even worse. He smiled, amused by his own clumsiness. The day before had been a shock to him: when he had seen that woman at his friend's party, all the memories had burst out at once. He couldn't believe he still felt that way after all this years. Gosh, he was only a boy at the time! But she looked so much like his teacher! Tall, blonde hair, her clothes looking casual, stylish and sexy at the same time, and the same strange mix of strict and shy in her attitude. He had felt silly and awkward when he had approached her to ask if she wanted to be photographed. That made him feel weird, he had never had any problem with talking to women, but he suddenly had felt like the schoolboy he had been at that time. He half-expected her to decline, but no, she seemed quite happy to accept. But now, he was nervous, really wondering how all this would end.
He installed all his material, trying to clear his mind by focusing on what he was doing. He decided she would look better in natural lighting, so he opened the blinds of the big window facing the set. The early morning light illuminated the room, casting long shadows. He smiled. She would look fantastic like that, he was just sure about it. He suddenly heard knocking on his door and his heart leaped. He took a deep breath, and went to open the door.
And there she stood, her blonde hair a bit wild, her retro-looking framed glasses, classy white shirt, long black skirt. He felt a shiver run along his spine and smiled to her.
"Hello Richard", she said with a little smile. "I hope my outfit is... appropriate?".
"It's perfect", he answered. "Come in."
His first idea was first to just make her pose for portraits, but he hadn't been able to avoid other pictures to pop out in his mind, and as he saw her, they came back in a rush. He was also doing nude and erotic photos, he hadn't talked to her about that. He was wondering what would be her reaction if he asked her.
But it wasn't the moment for that. She was already heading for the set he had installed, turning round, throwing an interrogating look at him.
"Yes", he said, "just there. I thought you would look good posing near this cabinet. Just be natural, please.".
She smiled and started to take a few poses. He had thought she might not feel good with this, but no, she was perfect, alluring, sexy as hell. He grabbed his camera and started to shoot, feeling his excitement getting close to arousal. She was so beautiful! And the cam seemed to love her, he just knew the shots would be fantastic!
His models have always been beautiful women, but he had never had any problem to focus on his work. This time, it was different. He felt so attracted to her, and he was realizing she was teasing him. It wasn't only posing, she wasn't showing off for the cam, she was showing off for him. For the first time in his photographer career, he felt a bulge starting to form in his pants. He slowly realized he just wouldn't be able to help it: he had to have her. And there was such an easy way...
"Mmmm", he started, "well, I haven't told you about that yesterday, but, I'm also doing... let's say sexier photos, a bit less... dressed, you know... I was wondering if you would be OK for that? Your choice totally, of course, I'll understand if you don't want that."
He was surprised to see her blush: she had seemed so assured, strange to see her almost getting shy now. But that just increased his desire, that was one of the things that had excited him in his teacher. She didn't answer, but got her hands to the buttons of her shirt. He was sure he saw her fingers shaking a bit as she started to open them. She left the two last buttons closed, and pulled on the sides of her shirt, revealing her chest. Richard's breath started to quicken as he saw her grab her bra between her breasts and undo it. It opened on the front, as if she had planned on that... Her breasts popped out, magnificent. He could swear the bulge in his pants was visible from where she was now.
He pretended not to notice and started shooting again, his cam flying around her, seeing her getting more and more confident with her breasts exposed, him getting closer and closer. Gosh, she was absolutely gorgeous!
He almost ended up right below her, shooting her again and again. His excitement just had to be obvious to her now, and she indeed looked down at him with a strange look. He could tell she was turned on too, as he saw her chest rise faster as her breath quickened. He stopped shooting and looked straight into her eyes. He saw her blushing even more as her hands grabbed the hem of her skirt and started to pull it down, taking her panties with it on the way. His hand was shaking, but he steadied it as he raised his cam again, resuming the shooting.
There she stood in front of him, breasts exposed in her half opened shirt, her legs sheathed in wonderfully sensual stockings, held by a black garter belt at her hips. He was so focused on his shooting that it took a few minutes for him to notice...
There... Above the folds opening on her womanly depths, something that shouldn't have been there... What was it? Was her clit so big? Or could it be...? He pushed his cam away and looked up at her. She was obviously nervous, her breath short, her face almost crimson.
He lowered his gaze again to the little extra-part, watching it intensely as it throbbed lightly, the blood making it pulse a little. Then he slowly, gently raised his hand and touched it with his finger. He felt it getting tense, growing a bit more under his caress. He ran his fingertip under the shaft, smiling as he saw it getting erect. He reached the labia at its base, pushing them aside, sliding slowly in. He was amazed at how the little cock - because it definitely was one - shivered under his caress. Now his fingers were slowly pumping inside the woman's wetness, her extra-part reacted to her arousal just as a male organ would. He suddenly felt an urge as he had never experienced before... He leaned forward, opening his mouth, and took the little piece of flesh in his mouth.
He felt her instantly getting tense, her cock hardening even more in his mouth. He smiled as he started to move his head back and forth at the same rhythm as his fingers were penetrating her depths. A part of him realized he was definitely giving a blow job, but he was too turned on to care. His other hand went to his pants, opening them, grabbing his own shaft and pulling it out, already rock hard.
He kept on for a few minutes like this, wanking himself as he sucked and finger-fucked her, his desire building up. He heard her moan loudly, her fluids soaking his fingers, her little cock jerking in his mouth, making him experience for the first time the salty taste of precum on his tongue. He kept on until he could no more bear it, his shaft too tense in his hand. He released her, his fingers sliding out, and stood up. His cock tip rubbed hers on the way and both shafts reacted by jerking hard, making him bite his lower lip. They faced each other for a moment, looking in each other's eyes, both breathing heavily. He then gently grabbed her neck and made her kneel down in front of him. He groaned as she leaned forward and took him in her hungry mouth, his back arching, a little spasm shaking him.
He closed his eyes, and enjoyed the pure delight of her sucking him. She was surprisingly good, almost swallowing him entirely at each of her thrusts. He felt the tip of her tongue tickling the base of his balls when his cock was deep inside, making his whole body jerk in pleasure, a big smile on his face.
He finally couldn't take it anymore. His hand reached out for her neck again and he made her stand up, then pushed her on the cabinet, grabbing her legs, opening her wide. He took his own shaft and ran the tip along her glistening pussy lips. Then he looked up at her, and pushed hard on his hips, penetrating her to the hilt. He saw her body shake, her little cock rock hard above her folds. He reached out for it with his hand, stroking it very slowly a few times, feeling it jerk hard, watching her moaning, looking at him with pleading eyes. He let go of her shaft, and started to rock his hips, gently at first, then faster and faster, fucking her, feeling his shaft slide smoothly in her wet cunt, looking deep into her eyes.
His desire was too high, he knew he couldn't keep it going for very long. But he wanted her in as many ways as possible. When he felt he was near the explosion, he pulled himself out and turned her round, raising her hips, then diving back on from behind. He grabbed her shoulder and pushed hard, watching her gorgeous ass redden as his pelvis slapped on it. He groaned like a wild animal, and heard her do the same. Gosh, she seemed to be as turned on as he was! He just started to crave making her cum, to see what happened when her pleasure exploded. He wrapped his arm around her chest, getting hold of her breast, and made her stand. His cock still ramming her cunt, he started to massage her tits, pinching her nipples, his other hand sliding down until it reached her cock. He started to masturbate her wildly, feeling her body shake against his, biting his lower lip hard to avoid exploding before she did.
His thrusts became even faster, feeling the intensity of the spasms in her body increase, until he felt her getting suddenly tense... Her pussy squeezed his cock inside her, as her own jerked in his hand. She came hard, ejaculating long gushes of semen on the cabinet, her squirt soaking his dick, forcing him to bite himself again. He didn't want to explode now, he wanted to enjoy her orgasm for as long as it lasted, then shower her with his cum.
When her pleasure calmed down at last, he felt her legs give way under her. He helped her lying down on her back, then knelt down on her chest, straddling her. He grabbed her breasts and pressed them around his cock. He started to thrust along her cleavage, knowing his own pleasure wouldn't take long to explode. She looked up at him, her body still shaking, and started to moan. He tried to hold it as long as he could, but seeing her helpless like this, her gorgeous breasts around his throbbing shaft was just too much. He yelled as he pulled himself up, grabbing his cock just as a huge orgasm seized him. He looked down, lost in his lust, watching his semen splash on her face and tits.
He stayed there for a few minutes, his eyes closed, waiting for the spasms to calm down, the last drops of cum oozing out of his cock on her skin. Then he stood up, and offered her his hand to help her up too. He smiled at her, then let his eyes wander on her sweaty body, grinning at the mess he had done. His eyes locked on hers again, and he reached out for his camera again, and resumed his shoot. She giggled, pretending to be shy and half covering herself at first, then opening her arms and showing herself off proudly.
He had other appointments this day, so he couldn't hold her for long. They barely had time to clean themselves - he very rarely used the shower in his studio, but it proved itself handy this time. They had each other's phone numbers as she left, the next customer already waiting. They exchanged a little smile as they said goodbye, knowing this wasn't the last time they would meet.
He had the occasion to develop the photos he had taken of her later that day. He was smiling during the whole process at the memory. But he was pretty sure no one but her and him would ever see the last ones of the set...
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