The following is the beginning of a series of stories that I have written while in quarantine. I hope you like them.
Patrick David Green is our main character. He is 21, muscular built, dark hair, 6’5” and was a child prodigy at shooting. PD started shooting at 12 and has become a master at photoshop. He aced his classes in high school. He didn’t lose his V card until about a year ago but since then, he just can’t get enough. Neither can the women. His real name is Patrick David Green but his friends call him PD Green. PD for panty dropper.
PD starts shooting models he met on a photographer/model website. The first one he shoots is Amy, she is a senior at a major university in central Illinois. While not a cheerleader, she has a cheerleader’s body. Amy had done some modeling but had not been getting any work. She had been begging anyone to come shoot with her. So, PD makes the 3.5-hour drive from his home in Wisconsin for a shoot that he is very nervous about.
It was August 2016; the corn was tall and the fields of central Illinois were green. PD and Amy met at a mall. Talked about their shoot then went put to a small lake for some casual and then bikini. While shooting Amy told him about her aspirations to get more work and that she wanted to push the envelope. He had always wanted to do more glamour work but was too nervous to ask. She went back to the car and put on a competition swimsuit from her succesfull scholarship pageant run. Amy was really good in that scene placing in the top five in the state competitions.
Amy was smoking hot. PD couldn’t help but to flirt. He started remembering what his favorite glamour photographers shot and tried to emulate them. He asked Amy if she would do some implied. Partly because of his charm she quickly undid the straps briefly exposing herself. His eyes lit up. PD asked her to cover up and then finished shooting. He saw other people coming to the area and decided that they should go to a better location. Man, she was hot and the virgin no more Patrick David Green was having a hard time keeping himself composed.
They were on their way back into town and she yelled “turn here!” He pulled off on a dirt road and she said to keep going so they did until there were out in the middle of nowhere in a corn field. Amy told PD that she had always wanted a country girl shoot so she quickly changed while he got set up. When she emerged from the car, she was wearing tight cutoff jean shorts perfect for glamour and a plaid shirt with a white lacy bra and panties set. They had already been shooting for four hours and the sun would be setting soon. He kept clicking away as she made variations to her wardrobe. Open shirt, no shorts and no bra, just panties and the plaid shirt. She had never shot nudes and had played coy with him all day.
Finally, PD couldn’t take the tease anymore and said they should call it a day. As he began to fumble with his gear, she came up to him wearing only the shirt and panties from her last set, put her harms around him, gave him a kiss on the cheek and a big hug. Her shirt opened up and he could feel her bar nipples pressing against his chest.
Coyly she said, “I see you like me. I want to thank you for coming all the way down and shooting with me.”
She could feel his manhood growing in his pants up against her. They began to kiss. She reached into his pants and grabbed what she had felt growing. Unzipped his pants and moved down to her knees. She stroked him before putting it in her mouth. She went to work on him and he couldn’t believe what was happening. PD had only lost his V card a few months ago and didn’t last that long. He warned her and she finished him off all over her C cup tits. She got up, grabbed her beach towel and cleaned up. Then gave him a second topless kiss. Soon he was on his way back home, just not as nervous as before. When PD got home, he had a message on his page of the modeling website asking him if he could shoot with her again.
(This is a work of fiction. Names characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hkcwnl/chapter_1_pd_gets_his_first_shoot_mf_oral