A second session with a cosplay photographer [FM]

Ever since my intense session with a photographer a few months ago (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7wt605/another_cosplay_session_in_front_of_the_camera_fm/), we’d both kept in touch with a view towards arranging a second shoot at some point, but our schedules simply hadn’t aligned to make it happen. However, last Friday we both found ourselves with a free day, and I found myself with a free house, so at last our follow-up shoot was on the cards.

Compared to the last time we met I was excited rather than nervous this time around, and woke up early to shower before waiting for my housemates to leave so I could change into my cosplay in preparation for the photographer’s arrival. For this shoot, my outfit of choice in agreement with the photographer was Asuna from Sword Art Online – a white bra and knickers with some lacy trimmings, white thigh-high socks with red patterning, red skirt and white cloak/coat and gloves, white shoes with modest heels.

I got changed successfully quicker than I anticipated, which left me with what seemed like an eternity of walking impatiently around the house carrying a bundle of nervous energy with me as the wait ensured that the nerves started to kick in. At last, and just a little later than scheduled, the knock on the door came and with a deep inhalation of breath I head to answer it. The late 50s man’s shaved, balding head and tattooed arms were immediately recognisable, and he greeted me like an old friend as I invited him and shut the door behind me.

“You decided to greet me in your costume after all, then?” he asked with a broad grin, “Sorry to keep you waiting, I bet you were getting impatient!” I admitted that I had been a little, to which his response was “You were getting turned on while you were waiting for me then?” Blushing slightly, I admitted that I had been, his next reply was a decidedly forward one: “Mind if I check?”

“Sure” I offered in quiet response, which was a signal for him to set his bag of equipment down in the hallway and move over to me, still stood near the front door. I felt his hand on my leg, just above the knee at first then quickly stroking his way up my thigh before he cupped my mound through my white underwear. As I let out a ragged sigh, he stroked the fabric of my knickers for a little while before his hand moved again, upwards and into my panties to find my pussy beneath. “Mmmm, you are quite wet already” he commented, eliciting another gasp from me as his fingers began to rub and slide over my slit, seeking out and finding my clit. He toyed with and rubbed my pussy for a little while, before I moaned as he slipped a thick finger inside and began to finger me, dressed in my cosplay right here in my own hallway.

I leaned against the wall, opening my legs slightly to invite him to continue as I felt his finger moving in and out of me. This continued for a while, before he said in a low, quiet voice “I know we’ve not started the shoot yet, but I want to make you cum”. He removed his hand as I nodded, and with his hands on my hips guided me towards the stairs. Nudging me to sit down on one of the steps, as soon as I did so he was knelt on the floor, pushing my legs apart and my skirt up towards my waist. With a little effort, my knickers were hooked and pulled to one side to reveal my pussy, and with that done his tongue was soon dancing upon. There was no teasing here, just a focused attempt to make me cum as he rapidly licked and flicked my clit between his lips using his tongue. My heavy breathing soon turned to moans, and about five minutes later I was gasping to him that I was about to cum before my orgasm hit, coupled with loud moans as I did so.

After we both got our breath back, he apologised for being so unprofessional with a laugh and a grin, and suggested he’d better set up his equipment before he got any more carried away. I offered to make drinks and left him to fiddle with his camera and tripod in the living room before returning with beverages. Given that this was our second shoot the financial side of things had been sorted out in advance, so there was little to do but make small talk as I stood and watched him tweaking and moving his setup that was in now in place and pointing towards the sofa in the bright living room. He downed his hot coffee alarmingly quickly, which left me catching up to finish my own drink which I ultimately left half-finished, as I was as keen to start as he was.

Now all set, it was “time to start work” as he put it with another laugh, asking me to sit on the sofa and directing me to move a little while he adjusted the camera further. Once satisfied, he exclaimed “Right!”, and started to strip, removing t-shirt, jeans and briefs quickly until he was stood in my lounge naked but for a pair of short black socks. Picking up a remote trigger from the table and testing it quickly, he moved over and stood before me, his semi-erect cock at my eye level. I didn’t need to be told what to do, and reached out with a gloved hand to stroke his penis carefully as the camera shutter began to click. He shuffled closer to me, and I bobbed my head forward slightly to take the tip into my mouth. As I started to suck on him, he asked me to slow down, and so followed a stop start series of events where I posed for photos with his cock in my mouth or hands, alternated with periods of sucking. After a brief pause to flick a switch on the camera, he returned for a protracted period of me using my mouth to suck, lick and swirl my tongue around the head of his penis while he breathed heavily and groaned occasionally.

Eventually he stopped me, returning to the camera while asking me – after removing my knickers – to shuffle down into a laying position on the sofa while he adjusted the shot once I was in place. He then returned to my position, his cock still standing proud and erect, and knelt down in front of the sofa. Pulling me a little closer to him, he dipped his head down to place his mouth over my pussy and go down on me once again. This time, the session was briefer, and after a minute or so he moved his mouth away and sidled closer until his erection was pressing between my pussy lips.

“Are you ready for this part?” he asked as a final confirmation, before my nod saw him running the tip of his penis up and down my lips before slowly pressing inside me as I gasped. After a few strokes he was buried fully inside me, commenting that I felt even tighter than last time as he enjoyed moving slowly in and out of me. After a period of slow, gentle thrusts, he began to up the pace and find a rhythm, and he was soon thrusting more rapidly in and out of my wetness as I moaned with pleasure. We fucked like that for a few minutes, before he lifted my legs onto his shoulders for him to fuck me harder and deeper (which obscured the view of his cock inside me for the camera somewhat, as it turned out in retrospect). As I was moaning louder and enjoying the sensation, he pulled out, commenting that he was getting close. He then invited me to turn over and kneel on the sofa, returning to the camera to move it a little as I did so. He was back inside me in no time, as I gripped the back of the sofa and he gripped my hips, my skirt flipped up as he slid easily and rapidly in and out of me. Eventually, his body was slapping against mine as he warned he was going to cum soon, and no more than a minute later my own loud moans were joined by his groans as I felt his penis throbbing and then the warmth of his semen pulsing inside me. Spent, he slipped out of me and returned to the camera, inviting me to move to lay out on the sofa with legs open as he snapped pictures of me, freshly fucked with the last of his cum threatening to seep from me until my paranoia about getting it on the sofa caused me to move away.

The small talk (and compliments, of course) started up once the final photos were done, and after excusing myself to clean up I returned to find him dressed again in an attempt to remain decent. We moved to the kitchen for a glass of water at this point, checking the time and chatting some more about his shoot ideas, both for the immediate future and, perhaps, further down the line.

After that break it was time to decamp upstairs with his camera equipment – the plan here was to finish shooting in my bedroom, but he was immediately concerned that there wasn’t much natural light there at this time of day, especially in comparison to one of my housemate’s rooms. After some back and forth and general pondering about whether we could use that room, I had a flash of inspiration, and rushed to grab the duvet from my bed and use it on my housemate’s bed, discarding hers for the time being lest I make a mess of it.

That problem solved, some time was spent setting up the camera while I adjusted my outfit and tried to look fresh and ready in it. Once preparations were complete, I hopped up onto my housemate’s bed, and followed the photographer’s direction as I posed innocently this way and that as Asuna, before posing less and less innocently as my thighs and panties came into view, before my underwear was slowly pulled down and off by me in front of the watching lens. Eventually, my gloves also came off and I masturbated in front of his viewfinder, my stocking-clad legs spread lewdly opened as I alternated between rubbing my wet clit and slipping two fingers inside me before him. It took a little while, but eventually I came, urged on by the man behind the camera as he quietly, gruffly told me of how he was going to fuck me again and asking me to imagine his thick cock in my young pussy. I was barely away of the camera shutter as I writhed and jerked in orgasm, and didn’t even notice that he’d stripped off completely until I came down from the orgasm.

He was a man of his word too – fully erect from watching me on the bed, he soon joined me upon it, moving between my legs as he climbed atop me and guided himself easily into my welcoming pussy. He was soon pressed against me and fucking me hard, his cock pushing deep into me as he pressed his body against me and I held my legs aloft in the air while he did so. Having already cum once he didn’t need to hold back, and we went at it like this for some time before he pulled away, panting and sweaty. Clambering off the bed and returning to the camera, he directed me to bend over the bed as he moved the setup to the new position I now took up. Bending over the side of the bed for him, he moved behind me and penetrated me again, and I was soon being fucked hard, his body again slapping against mine as I moaned and panted in front of him while he pistoned in and out.

Finally, he pulled away again and asked me to get on all fours on the bed facing the camera, this time setting it up to capture – he hoped – my face as I came with him inside me. Back on the bed behind me, he entered me again, urging me to play with my pussy while he fucked me. I did just that strumming my clit as rhythmically as his cock moved in and out of me. Needless to say, it worked a treat, and my moans got louder until they spilled over into my orgasm, moaning as I came while he continued to fuck me until I couldn’t take any more and had to pull away.

Face down on the bed, I heard him tell me he was close to, and so I rolled over to find him spreading my legs and slipping into me one final time. There was no concern about camera angles or what was being captured now, simply an urge to seek release, and he fucked me rapidly as I help my legs open and up for him to fuck me deeply, looking down occasionally to watch his wet, glistening member as it slid in and out of me. Eventually he reached his limit, pressing himself against me and fucking me hard, his cock noisily, wetly thrusting within me until he tensed and groaned into my ear as I felt him cum again.

It took him a little while to recover and pick himself up from me and the bed, excusing himself to the bathroom to freshen up before returning to dress and start packing his equipment while I went to do the same. Seeing how flushed he still was I offered another glass of water on my return, by which point he was downstairs, but as he needed to get going he politely declined and finished backing his bag of equipment. We said our goodbyes and he headed out the door, leaving me to return my duvet to my own room, open the windows to air my housemates room, and take a shower before returning to my normal clothes.

I was sat on the sofa I’d been fucked on in cosplay earlier that day when the housemate in question arrived home from work. “Lazy day?” she asked. “Yeah, pretty much, just hung out on the couch and in bed for half the day”, I responded casually…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8j5ird/a_second_session_with_a_cosplay_photographer_fm