Krystin and I had been friends a long time. Longer than I can remember. I've always thought she was beautiful, but I've always thought she was a bit out of my league. Yeah, we hang out all the time, but I never though she could ever go for a guy like me.
We were hanging out at her house one night. Drinking, smoking. You know, what dumb kids do. And she tells me, she says, she wants to be a model and asks if she's pretty enough. I fiddle with the idea in my head. "Yeah, you're beautiful," I say, "but it's more about how well you are in front of the camera."
She gets up out of her chair and hands me her phone. The camera function is already on. "I'm going to strike a pose," she tells me, "take a picture, I want to see how it looks."
So she bends over the couch and once she says she's ready, I take the picture. I show her and tell her I think it looks amazing, and she agrees… partially. I ask her what kind of model she even wants to be. "Victoria's Secret or something like that," she says "women's fashion, you know?"
Sure, I tell her. I can definitely see her doing that. So I say, if its alright with her, to show a bit of bra. She was a bit reluctant, but I told her that fashion models had to model underwear, too. So she unzips her jacket and I snap another picture.
She loves the way it turned out. I do too. Or at least that's what the stirring in my pants is telling me. I ask her if there's any outfits she wants to throw on. Slap a demo portfolio together. That sort of thing. So she runs upstairs and I get busy setting the couch up by the wall.
I'm just finishing with moving the lamps when she comes back down dressed in lingerie, a corset and panties deal. She sits on the couch and she's illuminated by the camera flash. I can tell she's loving the attention. She lays on her side and I snap a few more pictures. That is, until she sits up and asks if I'm as turned on as she is.
We stare at each other for a moment and she lets out a few giggles. "I'm kind of turned on with you taking pictures of me like this," she said, "I haven't worn this for anyone since my last boyfriend." She motions me to come over to her. I feel a bit embarrassed. With her laying on the couch, my crotch is at eye-level with her. She smiles when she sees the growing bulge in my pants, "Is that a yes?"
She reaches out and rubs my crotch through my jeans. I feel her hands move up and down the length of my dick through my pants. A hungry look in her eye. I save her the anticipation and unzip my jeans. She takes my cock in her hands and slowly starts stroking it. I tell her that her next pose should be on her knees.
She crawls onto the floor and lets her lips fall over the tip of my cock. I feel her tongue around the head until she tries to take the whole thing. I can feel the back of her throat. I look down and see her lips are brushing my pelvis. She's taken the whole thing. I put my hand behind her head to push her further. I hear hear gag and I release her.
I stand her up and turn her around. I unlace her corset. She covered herself, teasing her tits at me. In a stroke of… genius…. I pic up her phone and snap a picture of her teasing pose. She smiled and unbuttoned her pants. In the time her tits were uncovered, she told me I could only take pictures of her teasing. No nudes.
Robbed.
I don't want to spoil this chance I have with her, so I listen. Once she's ready I capture her. She walks over to me, and our lips lock. As we kiss, I smack her ass. I walk her back to the couch and start sucking her tits. My hand reaches to go down her panties, but she stops me.
"Take another picture if you want more of me," she said. She set up in a pose, and once again, she was consumed by the camera flash.
I laid her on her back and pulled her panties off. I toyed with her pussy for a bit: kissing the inside of her thighs and letting my fingers glide over her clit. I slide a finger in. Then another. I heard her little gasps of pleasure as I fingered her pussy. I pulled my fingers out and bury my tongue in her pussy. I lap at her clit and listen to her moan.
I pull her towards the edge of the couch and slide my cock in. She screams with delight as I fuck her. I feel her hands cradle my balls for a few moments and then see her finger her ass while I fuck her. I had no idea she was such a freak.
I pull out and tell her to pull her legs back. My cock is wet from her pussy, so sticking it in her asshole isn't all to hard. I feel her clench around my cock and I start to fuck her asshole. I spank her and grab her tits while I fuck her. She's begging for me to go harder and faster. The couch is hitting the wall with each thrust. I'm giving her the ramming of her life.
I feel myself on the verge of exploding and ask where she wants my cum. She doesn't care, as long as it's not in her pussy. So I keep going strong. I want to creampie her ass. I blow my load in her and I can see it in the look on her face that she was hoping I'd cum in her butt. I slowly pull out and she leans forward to lick off whatever is still clinging to the tip of my cock. She lets a finger slide into her ass and it comes out covered in my cum. She licks it off and lays back; a look of intense satisfaction on her face.
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