Your new camera just arrived and you’ve spent the last hour reading the manual, playing with settings and now you’re ready to take some photos. You’ve decided that I’m your subject but where I’m sitting on the couch isn’t very pretty.
So you come up to me, take my phone from my hands, guide me to stand before lifting my dress. First gathering all the layers in your fingertips before gliding everything up, over my stomach, revealing my naked breasts. I raise my arms as you lift the dress over my head and hands. You take a moment to look at my body, no doubt thinking about what will make your photoshoot look the best, and decide you want me totally naked. You hook a finger each side of my lace panties and slowly drop to your knees to remove them. Looking up at me you sneak a few kisses over my body as you stand up, take my hand and lead me to the wingback chair next to the back door.
The curtains are wide open and anyone walking past will be able to see every inch of my body.
You fuss over every little detail. Where my hair is sitting, positioning my arms, hands and fingers, moving my legs into place and directing my face towards the light.
You have dozens of photos. My legs tucked up on the chair and hands carefully posed over my bare breasts.
Then you move me. Spinning my legs to face the opposite way, one hand on the opposite knee and the other on the opposite elbow. My cleavage now looking it’s absolute best between my arms.
You’re tell me how beautiful I am as you continue to snap away and capture me blushing at your remarks.
After a few more adjustments and photos you tell me to stay exactly as I am. You put your camera down.
You lean over me, kiss my forehead, my cheek, my neck. You gently place your fingers under my chin and look deep into my eyes and say ‘Thank you baby girl’ and kiss me passionately.
You kneel down a little away from the chair. Putting your hands on my sides you pull my hips just off the chair and grab my knees so I’m raised onto my toes.
You kiss the inside of my left knee. Then a little bit higher on my right thigh. Back to my left thigh, now right side – you’ve reach the middle of my thigh. Left, right, left – it seems like you’re making even smaller increments upwards and I begin to squirm with excitement. Kissing right, kissing left, kissing right – you practically going back and forth the same spot.
You pause.
You look up at me.
‘I can see how excited you are baby girl – is someone enjoying having the curtains open?’
‘Yes, Sir.’
One finger gently glides over my now juicy, pulsing pussy. My body tingles.
‘Mouth open please’
I do as instructed and gladly take your wet finger to taste my pleasure.
‘Thank you, Sir’
Two fingers now. They’re inside me. Massaging. Thrusting.
Your thumb is getting close to my clit – teasing all the right places
You know my triggers. You know exactly how to read me. You know my signs. And you know exactly when I wish you hadn’t stopped.
Pausing for just a few moments. My legs are aching from still being on my toes.
Now your tongue laps up my juices. I lift my legs over your shoulders and you wrap your arms around my thighs. Harder and faster your tongue brushes across my hard clit making me wetter and wetter and bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.
Again you stop just before I’m ready for you to. You push my legs off your shoulders and lean back.
‘Someone is making a big mess on the chair and floor’
Running your fingers over and around my pussy.
‘Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir’
I hear you unzip your trousers.
You move closer to me.
Your hard cock pushes up against me – more teasing.
Your thumb finds my clit again as you slide you cock inside my tight pussy.
Gently back and forth your fingers bring me closer to orgasm. You can feel me squeezing against your cock. Tighter. Tighter.
My body is shaking and tensing as I orgasm. You don’t stop your fingers but instead begin thrusting. My back is arching. My hands are digging into the armrests. My thighs squeezing against your sides. My toes pointing. You’re gripping onto my thighs. Pulling as you thrust. Harder. Harder. I’m biting my lower lip, trying not to squeal in my euphoria. You love watching the mix of excitement, passion and pain in my face as you force my orgasm to continue. I know you’re holding yourself back just to enjoy it for as long as you can.
Your nails are digging into my thighs as you close your eyes and push yourself deep inside me. We’re both shaking as you cum. Sweating. Panting. Smiling.
You zip up your trousers. Stand up. Close the curtains and smile as you leave me in my puddle of happiness.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/115szf5/fm_fun_photography_session