A Topless Photoshoot (mF)

My friend sent me a dirty picture to tease me. I wrote her this story as a birthday present and to tease her back. Enjoy! Feedback appreciated.

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“Take a step closer to the couch,” Dave said. Megan did as he instructed. “Wait. Don’t finish that step.”

“Huh?” Megan asked.

“Leave your right foot up on the toe, and don’t move your leg forward,” Dave clarified.

“You know,” Megan said, “when I asked you to help me take the pictures I couldn’t take by myself, I had no idea you’d be this picky.”

“Well,” Dave replied, “anything worth doing—”

“I know. I know,” Megan interjected, “‘anything worth doing is worth doing right.’”

“And you’re absolutely worth doing right.”

“You keep saying that. I have to wonder if you mean it.”

Dave stood behind the camera in momentary disbelief. A beautiful creature just asked if he meant that anything to do with her was worth getting right. How could she wonder such a thing? “I absolutely mean it. You’re a goddess. Any man who has the pleasure of being with you better damn well make sure he scratches your inner itch.”

Megan blushed. “Oh, stop,” she said, fighting back a laugh. “You’re terrible.”

“Hey, you can’t blame a guy for stating facts.”

“You really are one of a kind, Dave,” Megan said, beaming.

“And so are you, honey. Don’t ever forget that.” Megan blushed redder and smiled.

“So, should we keep going with this?” Dave asked. “Or do you want to keep bantering?”

“Let’s keep going before I chicken out.”
“OK,” Dave said. “Now, lean forward over the couch.” Megan did as Dave said. “A little more…More…Put your hands on the back of the couch to brace yourself.”

“Like this?” Megan asked as Dave came around to her side.

“That’s the right idea, but put them a little closer together,” he replied.

“Why?” Megan asked.

“Because I don’t want side boob in this shot.”

“Why not? I thought you loved my tits. Remember that time at Steve’s place?”

“I do,” Dave assured her, “but since this is a shot from the back, I want your ass to be the focus.”

“If you like both, why only have one in the shot? I want you to enjoy these pictures, too. They aren’t just for me.”

“Oh, I have plans for your boobs. Don’t worry.”

“Oooooh,” Megan said, fluctuating the pitch of her voice. “I love it when a man knows what he wants.”

Dave adjusted Megan’s arms so that the line of her spine led to a seductive angle in her shoulder blades. He then returned to the camera on its tripod at the other end of the living room. He peered through the viewfinder to judge the light coming in through the window. It kissed and caressed the right side of Megan’s frame beautifully.

Dave now approached Megan’s left side. “Turn your head toward me,” he said.

Megan turned to face him. I love how assertive you’re being, she thought.

“Now, I’m going to move your hair so that it covers your face.” Dave began to do so, and Megan questioned his objective.

“What would that do?” she asked, knowing that Dave’s answer would likely start a tingling between her legs.

“It gives the shot a teasing quality. I’m going for a look that says, ‘I want you, and I’m going to lure you into me. You know you want it, too.’”

Megan’s suspicions proved correct. Damn it, she thought. Stop thinking about that. Dave can’t know he’s turning me on.

“And there’s the tease of one-way eye contact,” Dave continued, oblivious to Megan’s thoughts. “You can look into my eyes, but I can’t look into yours.”

“That’s a tease?” Megan asked.

“Of course it is,” Dave replied. “I love gazing into your beautiful eyes right before I pleasure you.”

There he goes again, Megan thought. I have to stop listening to him.

“That’s it,” Dave said after he finished arranging her hair. “Keep your head there, but look over to the camera.” He returned to the camera to ensure everything aligned with the camera’s viewpoint. “Perfect. That’s the shot I want. Now, if you would please get dressed, we have pictures to take.”

“Don’t you mean undressed?” Megan countered. She rose up from her pose and strode toward Dave.

“Yes, of course,” Dave said. He pulled Megan into a hug and kissed her on the cheek. “Thank you for asking me to do this. I’ve been looking forward to it for a long time.”

Megan reciprocated Dave’s cheek kiss. “I know,” she said. “I’m glad we finally got the chance. Now, are you going to watch me walk away?” She smirked at him, then turned away toward her bedroom. “I know you want to.”

Dave laughed. “Megan, that isn’t even a question,” he said. “Of course I will.”

“OK, I’ll be right back,” Megan said. She began an agonizingly slow walk toward her room, knowing that Dave had his eyes on every square millimeter of her ass.

She flashed bright red as Dave’s open hand collided with her backside. The smack carried enough force to cause Megan to jump slightly, but it wasn’t painful. Dave definitely did not want a handprint in this shot. “Hurry up,” he said. “I don’t want to lose this light.”

“Is that how you treat your talent?” Megan asked with a tone of mock contempt.

Dave moved closer to whisper in to her ear. “We both know this is far from the last time I’ll be staring at your ass tonight. I don’t want to be rude, but please go quickly. The light really is perfect right now.”

“OK, I will, but no more slaps until after the shoot. Deal?”

“Deal,” Dave said. “Should we kiss on it?”

Megan answered Dave’s question by pushing her tongue into his mouth. The two kissed for a few seconds until Megan broke away, partly because she knew the light would change fast, and partly because she needed to stop before her pussy made her panties wet.

Dave returned to the camera to do a final check of the settings while Megan continued to her bedroom. Once inside, she closed the door.

Megan looked to her bed and saw the thong she had picked out. It was chocolate brown with a small hole stitched into the back, a hole that served to accentuate the union of the string to the elastic as the former eased out of the gracefully feminine valley between her buttocks. It was perfect for teasing Dave, since it enveloped her flower and rosebud fully, but only just.

She quickly rid her frame of the skimpy black shorts and modest orange panties she had been wearing. She eyed the panties carefully and was relieved to not see a wet spot in them. Then, she donned her thong, carefully lifting it up to settle it into place while avoiding a cameltoe. I can’t have Dave seeing that, she thought. Next to leave her body was the loose-fitting red top that she had worn specifically for Dave. He often commented that he loved seeing her in it. Megan’s bra, however, remained cradling her breasts. She had to leave something to the imagination. She paused to lead her mind into innocent thoughts before what promised to be a sensual and erotic experience, then wrapped her frame in her blue satin robe, and returned to the living room.

The sight of Megan in her robe momentarily stunned Dave as he tried to think of something to say. “You…You look…beautiful,” he stammered.

“Aww,” she said, “You don’t have to pretend to be blown away.”

“No one’s pretending,” Dave said sincerely. Megan blushed in response.

“You’re too sweet. How are you still single?

“I could ask you the same question. I mean, you’re a goddess, beautiful inside and out.”

“Yeahyeahyeah, let’s get on with the picture, shall we?”

“Sure,” Dave replied, “but I thought we agreed on no bra. Did you change your mind?”

“No, I just wanted to leave a little to the imagination. ‘What kind of a tease doesn’t leave you wanting more?’”

Dave smiled at Megan’s quoting her question to him just before she left Steve’s apartment last year. They planned to have a weekend spent almost entirely in bed together. However, Megan had been forced to cancel, and the two had been unable to reschedule.

Megan untied her robe and let it fall to the floor beside the camera’s tripod. She then stepped over to the couch and freed her breasts from their confines, sighing with relief as she did so. Next, she assumed a pose nearly identical to the previous one. The current one, however, had a few intentional differences that would require Dave’s agonizingly close presence to adjust. A faint smile crept across her face as she looked forward to teasing Dave with her figure in the coming minutes.

Several seconds came and went, and Megan could not help wondering what was keeping Dave. She called to him, but got no response. She tried again. And again. “Dave, are you listening to me?” she asked, growing frustrated. “Is this what you want?”

“You have no idea,” Dave said longingly.

“Excuse me?”

“Oh, you meant the pose,” Dave said, snapping back to reality.

“Yes, of course I meant the pose, Dave.” You can have my ass later. Just let me tease you for now.

Dave studied the sight before him for a moment before collecting his thoughts to speak. “Why is your left foot down? I wanted it to be up.”

“Oops, I forgot,” Megan said. She lifted her foot up, moving her weight to the toe. “How’s this?”

“Good,” Dave replied, “but also move your hands down from the wall. You had them on the couch earlier.”

“Why would that make a difference?” Megan asked, trying to hide the fact that she was straining to reach the wall.

“Because, when you have your hands on the wall like you do now, you have to lean forward a lot to reach it. That means that not much of your upper body will be in the shot.”

“That’s awfully meticulous of you to point out,” Megan observed.

“I know it is,” Dave said. “I want to get this right.” Because I’ll be thinking about it for years to come.

Megan moved her hands to the couch, and her torso resumed the same angle as before. There’s one more thing. Please find it.

Dave studied Megan’s pose but struggled to name the last thing he wanted to correct. “There’s one more thing.” Suddenly, it occurred to him. “It’s your right leg. You had it sticking out farther the last time.”

Perfect, Megan thought. “I don’t think I can get the same angle as before without losing my balance. Could you help me?”

“Sure.” Dave stepped across the living room until he was just behind Megan’s behind. He studied the back of her frame, following the lines he had mentally noted during the rehearsal pose. After determining how to adjust Megan’s leg, he squatted down and caressed it. Moving slowly, he gently repositioned Megan’s right leg to replicate the line leading the eye from her foot at the floor to the magnificent work of art that was her ass.

Megan took note of Dave’s slow but deliberate movement. “You’re going slowly. What happened to not losing this light?”

“I’m delicately handling a precious treasure,” Dave said. No trace of his usual sass resided in his tone.
Megan blushed at the deliberate hit on her. Normally, she would have laughed and expressed thanks at the compliment, but this was different. Dave stated it as a simple matter of fact rather than a cheesy line to get her wet. “Oh really?” she asked. After a brief pause while Dave continued to reposition her leg, she continued, “I can’t help noticing you didn’t use your sassy tone there.”

“That’s because I was being serious.”

Megan continued to blush. “You really think my leg is a treasure?”

“Well, not exactly. It’s more of the path that leads to the treasure.”

“Which is?”

“In this case, your ass. But all of you is beautiful and worthy of devotion.”

Damn, Megan thought, he can really lay it on thick when he wants to.

“I know that sounds like a line you’d hear in a bar,” Dave said, “but it really is true. I’m sorry that I’m not too good at extemporaneous compliments.”

“You’re fine, Dave,” Megan said, smiling even though Dave couldn’t see her.

“Really?”

“Yes. You’re right that I would hear a line like that from some random guy in bar, but I know that you really mean things like that when you say them.”

“Of course I do. You’re beautiful. Don’t ever forget that, even when I say you aren’t just to tease you.”

“You are becoming quite a tease, you know.”

“Yeah,” Dave said, “but I’m still no match for you.”

Megan smiled. This was going well. She was greatly enjoying leading Dave into teasing her. “You know,” she said, “maybe you could give me a demonstration of your teasing skills. Would you like that?”

Megan’s remark puzzled Dave. The pair loved teasing each other, but Megan rarely invited him to tease her. “What do you have in mind?” he asked, genuinely interested.

“Well, you just said that my leg leads up to treasure. I’d like you to show me how you’d get to that treasure.”

“I’d be glad to,” Dave said. His lips descended until they were just above Megan’s ankle. It was there that he planted his first kiss. Before breaking off his kiss, he began to caress his way up Megan’s leg with his hand. Dave’s trail of kisses began to ascend as his hands reached the inside of Megan’s thigh. He carefully caressed her there, knowing that it would help to stimulate her mating instincts. Megan’s frame tensed as Dave neared her most vulnerable area, but she quickly eased into relaxation as Dave continued his gentle stimuli.

Megan gasped as Dave’s fingers came dangerously close to her barely clothed womanhood. His hand carefully slid up and down her thigh, and he smiled as his fingers could feel her pussy radiate more and more heat with each iteration. Meanwhile, his lips continued their trek to their treasure, pausing only to spend a few extra seconds to focus on the inside of her knee.

Megan firmly squeezed the top of the couch, fighting to not moan as Dave demonstrated how much he had learned about teasing since their last encounter. Dave continued to kiss his way up her leg until he reached the seam between Megan’s leg and butt. Along the way, he could tell that Megan was having a difficult time containing herself. It’s nice to know I can give you a run for your money.

Megan lost her battle a few seconds later when Dave simultaneously planted a lingering kiss on her right butt cheek and enveloped her vulva with his left hand, gently rubbing her clit with the pad of his middle finger.

After her moan died away, Megan collected her thoughts. I can’t wait much longer, she thought. “Okay,” she said as she gently shook Dave off of her ass, “you’ve had your fun. Now, go take the picture.” Before I get too wet to do this.

Dave pouted with a disappointment that was a mix of mock and genuine. He wanted to continue pleasing Megan, especially now that he knew he could do it well, but he also wanted to continue with the pictures. They meant a lot to Megan, he knew, and they would also be eternally deposited into his proverbial “spank bank.”

“Okay, I’ll go back,” he said, “but I was just getting started.” He returned to the camera and peered through the viewfinder. “Turn your head just a little more to your left.” Megan did as he instructed. “Now, turn your eye toward me.” Again, she did as she was told. “Perfect. Think, if you can please me, I’m all yours. Come and get me.”

I’m way ahead of you, Megan thought as she aimed her most seductive stare at the camera. She focused dead on the lens, even though she didn’t think it would make a difference where she looked. However, it didn’t hurt that focusing on the lens meant that Dave’s cock would sit nicely in her peripheral vision. Despite this, she felt unfairly teased when she couldn’t see the bulge that she knew should have been there. Do I not actually turn him on?

With the press of a button and the click of a shutter, Dave committed the tastefully seductive image to film. He took several more shots, hoping that subtle changes in the light from moment to moment would further accentuate Megan’s stunning form.

After he finished, he briefly paused to put together another idea for a picture. “Stand up, please,” he said. Megan did so, not trying to be seductive in her now somewhat dejected mood.

“I have another thought for a picture,” Dave said. Megan made no response. She merely continued to stare at the wall. “Would you like to try it?”

When Megan again made no response, Dave sensed that something was wrong. “Megan?” he asked. “Are you okay?”

“Do I not turn you on?” she asked.

The candor of her question stunned Dave. “How could you think that?” he asked, genuinely concerned for her. “Of course you do.”

Megan paused to prepare her next words. “Then,” she began, “how come I didn’t see a bulge from your cock when I looked back at you just now?”

“You absolutely turned me on. You just didn’t see a bulge because, after you told me to stop, I got my mind off pleasuring you pretty quickly, and my pants restrict my cock. So, even though I’m hard, it doesn’t always show.” He paused. “Plus…Sorry to disappoint, but…I’m not huge.”

“Are you upset about your cock size?” Megan asked, perplexed.

“It’s not the size directly. It’s just that I’ve had this nagging feeling in the back of my mind that I might not be big enough to please you.”

Megan sighed. “Dave,” she said, “your skill matters more than your size. I can understand your anxiety since no girl has ever even seen your cock before, but how do you know I won’t absolutely love your cock?”

“I guess I don’t,” Dave replied, feeling better about his uncertainties.

“Right,” Megan said. “I have no doubt that you’ll be good, even if you need to practice a bit. What was that quote you found about music? ‘Every expert was once a beginner?’”

Dave smiled. He loved when Megan could cheer him up like this. “That’s it,” he said. “I know I probably won’t be very good right away. It’s not like I was expecting any fireworks, but I want to do what I can to make it enjoyable for you.”

“I know you do, but there’s nothing wrong with asking me for some guidance. I want to help you enjoy it, too. And you should have more confidence in yourself. You did a great job teasing me just now.”

“It means a lot to hear you say that,” Dave said. “I um…”

“What?”

“I really want to kiss you right now.”

“Is something stopping you?” Megan asked, teasingly.

“You don’t want me to see your tits, remember? That, and I’m kind of enjoying the tease of not seeing them.”

“Then close your eyes,” Megan said. Dave did so, then Megan rose from her pose and strode toward him. She cupped his face in her hands and pressed her lips into his.

The desire Megan put into her kiss caught Dave off guard. He kissed her back with no teasing, only romance and horniness. Dave felt the familiar sensation of a hardening cock, but he made no effort to hide it.

All too soon, the kiss was over. Megan returned to the couch and faced the wall behind it. “Do you still want to try your idea?” she asked.

“Sure,” Dave said. “You can stand up.” Megan stood. “I want you to hike up your thong, then spread your legs, lean forward, and spread your ass.”

“Oooohh, you’re such a dirty boy,” Megan said. “Where do you get these ideas?”

“I just think about how I would want you to tease me in real life,” Dave replied honestly.

Megan paused, unsure of whether she wanted to reveal her wet spot to Dave. “That might be a shot for another time.”

Dave felt mildly disappointed, but he chose not to protest. After all, these were Megan’s pictures that she kept for her own enjoyment. He wouldn’t press her into something she didn’t want to do. “OK,” he said, trying to hide his disappointment. “It’s fine if you don’t want to.”

“Oh, what the hell,” Megan said. “Let’s do it.” She grabbed both sides of her thong and pulled upward, sexily shaking her hips once she knew Dave was watching her. “Is that good?”

“That’s…” Dave fought to speak, in mild disbelief of the scene before his eyes. He had fantasized about this many times, but now it was actually happening. “That’s perfect. Now, would you please lean forward?”

“Okay,” Megan said, “but I won’t be able to hold very long.” She gracefully leaned forward, gripped each side of her ass, and spread herself, finally revealing her hidden arousal to Dave.

As Megan’s wet cameltoe entered his field of vision, Dave inwardly beamed in pride. He now had proof that he made Megan wet. After momentary self congratulation, he decided to tease Megan a bit. “Ooohh, is that for me?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Megan said, countering Dave’s tease. “Would you enlighten me?”

“There’s a gorgeous wet spot in your thong, Megan,” Dave said sweetly. “Did you know that?”

“Maaaaybe,” Megan said, fighting to not blush. She managed to suppress the redness, but not a small laugh.

“Are you wet because of me?”

Megan’s heart raced at the thought of what was about to happen. This was it: she and Dave would finally fuck. She wanted to continue teasing, but her pussy triumphed over her brain. “Yep,” she said. “This is all for you. Come get me.”

“Not just yet,” Dave said. “I have pictures to take, remember?”

“Please be quick, Dave. I need you. And I know you need me.”

Megan was right, but Dave had looked forward to this for too long to let the opportunity pass. He quickly snapped a picture, then rushed forward to Megan. He took hold of her thong, and pulled.

Megan felt her pussy flood with anticipation, but then Dave stopped almost as quickly as he had started. “What the fuck?!?” she exclaimed. “I thought you were done.”

“Just one more,” Dave said.

“You didn’t finish taking off my thong,” Megan said, growing exasperated.

“I know. Leaving your thong there shows your wet pussy, the wet spot in your thong, and strings of your wetness all in one shot. I’ve dreamed about seeing that. Please just let me take it. I’ll reward you afterwards.”

“What’s my reward?”

“You’ll get to cum on my face.”

“I guess that’s fair,” Megan said. “You have a deal.” Contrary to what her tone would suggest, she figured that Dave would try what he had learned in porn and not be able to get her off, so she mentally prepared herself to fake an orgasm. That was something she never enjoyed doing, but she felt Dave deserved to think that he had pleased her.

Dave pressed the shutter release on the camera, and an instant after the shutter cycled, he was behind Megan. He carefully pulled her thong down the rest of the way and helped her keep balance while she stepped out of it. Once the cloth left her frame, Dave cradled Megan’s ass in his hands and inhaled the magnificent scent of her arousal. He cherished it, knowing that it was all for him.

Dave’s nose lightly pressed into Megan’s entrance as his lips made tender contact with her clit. He gave it a swift lick before backing away from the sacred valley between Megan’s legs.

“I hope that’s not all I get,” Megan said, again hoping she wouldn’t have to fake getting off.

“No ma’am,” Dave replied, “I’m just getting started.”

“Gooood,” Megan moaned. “I need this. Badly. Do you think you can please me?”

“God I hope so.” Dave resumed pleasuring Megan with his mouth. He tenderly licked her labia and clit, then slowly pressed his tongue inside her, relishing her heat, tightness, and taste. He tried everything he could remember from his readings about how to go down on women. Megan was definitely enjoying herself, but despite Dave’s valiant effort, she wasn’t close to an orgasm.

“Dave, stop,” she said. She turned to face him. “Do you really want to make me cum?”
“Of course I do.” The harsh reality struck him: he wasn’t pleasing her. “I’m sorry I’m not good, but I’ve never done this before. Could you help me out?”

Since he genuinely wanted to please her, Megan decided to give him some guidance. Even though Dave was quite the romantic and fantasizer, lady parts were still foreign territory for him. Playfully, she said, “Weeellll, since you asked nicely…” Megan leaned down and kissed Dave, tasting herself in the process. She turned around again and gave Dave some pointers: a few licks here, a little harder, rub the clit, etc.

Megan could feel her orgasm building as she gave Dave her last instruction. “Stick your finger in my ass,” she said. Dave obliged. She then remembered that Dave hadn’t been touching himself all this time, and she wanted to return the favor. Wanting to teasingly lead into her proposition, she asked, “How’s your cock doing?”

“It’s rock hard and aching for me to touch it. I don’t know if I’ll last much longer.”

Megan looked down between her legs and saw a tiny wet spot of pre-cum on Dave’s underwear. “Just try not to cum in your boxers.”

“No promises.”

“You’re that close?”

“Yep.”

“How about we 69? That way we can both cum in each other’s mouths.”

Rather than answer, Dave lay down at Megan’s feet. Megan turned to make eye contact with him.

“Geez,” Megan laughed. “Don’t take too long to think about it.”

“Your throne awaits you, my queen,” Dave said, excited for the sight of Megan’s pussy descending toward his face.

“You need to lose your boxers first, silly.”

Dave snapped to reality. “Oh, right,” he said and scrambled to remove the cloth that hid his cock from his queen’s sight.

Megan stood between Dave’s legs and turned to help him slide his boxers down his legs. She then looked up to see a welcome sight: Dave’s hard cock. “Hey there,” she said to it. “I’ve been waiting a long time to meet you.” She gave the tip a quick kiss, then turned around to sit on Dave’s face.

Time slowed for Dave as Megan descended onto him. His hands lovingly cupped her hips as he guided her womanhood toward his mouth. The soft flesh of Megan’s posterior enveloped his face as he set about pleasing her, remembering the pointers she had just given him. He was barely two licks in, however, when he felt a muscular warmth surround his manhood.

Megan swirled her tongue around the head of Dave’s cock. She sucked and released it expertly, perfectly in time with the natural throbs that signified his impending orgasm.

“I won’t last long,” she heard Dave say.

“I won’t, either,” she replied after pulling her mouth off Dave’s cock. “Let’s cum together.”

Dave moaned at the thought of it: his first orgasm caused by a woman, now only seconds away thanks to the goddess that was Megan. He gathered his focus long enough to gently put his finger in her ass. His penetration occurred only an instant before he felt her pelvic muscles contract at nearly the same moment as his own.

The two reached bliss together, moaning incoherently into each other’s sex as they did so. The warmth of the afterglow continued to satisfy them long after their orgasms concluded.

Megan slowly moved her lips up Dave’s softening cock, wanting the fullness in her mouth to last as long as possible. She got up and sat next to Dave, wanting to make eye contact with him after sharing such an intimate moment.

Dave sat up to join her. After regaining eye contact, he asked, “Did you swallow?”

“Some,” she replied, “but I have some left still.”

“Don’t swallow it,” Dave said.

“Do you want me to show it to you?” Megan asked. “That’s an awfully cheesy porn move, Dave.”

“No,” Dave replied, “I want to kiss with each other’s cum in our mouths.”

Megan obliged Dave’s request. Their tongues danced in harmony, sharing Dave’s seed and Megan’s wetness between them.

After a minute or so, Megan broke the kiss. She stood up and asked Dave for a hug. He happily embraced her, and the two kissed once more, until Megan broke the kiss to whisper in Dave’s ear. “Did you enjoy that?” Her answer came as Dave’s cock hardened into her belly, but she wanted to hear it from his lips as well.

“That was amazing. I never wanted it to end.”

“I’m glad to hear that,” Megan said. She took a step backward and grabbed Dave’s cock in her hand. “Because this is just getting started.”

Megan led Dave by the cock until the two entered her bedroom. After one more brief kiss, they jumped into her bed and proceeded to enjoy each other’s passions in multiple sessions of furious lovemaking. They continued well into the night, only stopping when their bodies were too tired to continue. Megan lovingly nestled into Dave’s arms, making sure she could feel his cock rub against her ass as the two drifted off to sleep together.

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