Lush Life: Milana’s Photoshoot

Early September, 2017, Los Angeles, California.

"Hey there, Partner!" Milana Vayntrub called me at the crack of dawn with a chipper tone.

"Hey Milana," I groaned, just barely hiding my annoyance. "Do you know what time it is?"

"Yes, but I have a question." Milana said.

"Go ahead." I shrugged.

"So me and my girlfriends have made a few more sets of lingerie, right?"

"Yeah?" I immediately perked up, the early morning brain fog dissipated in an instant the moment I remembered that night with Milana.

"I looked into the cost of a downtown photoshoot. That shit is expensive as hell and I'd be walking around in bikinis and underwear all day surrounded by people trying to hide their stiffies." Milana laughed.

"Sure. I understand."

"So I figured you could get a camera and I'll just put them on my website."

"Today?"

"If you have time, I'd really appreciate it." Milana said softly.

My brain flashed with the images of our night together. I gave it some thought, trying to see if my schedule was clear for the afternoon. I had plenty of space in my basement for her to do as many poses and... other things as she wanted.

"Hello? You already hiding a stiffy?" Milana laughed.

"No. I'm just... um..."

"I mean... we can always reschedule." Milana let out a fake sigh. She wasn't as good of an actress as the other girls I hung around.

"Nope. I'm available. Come as soon as you want. I've got so many cameras in this house you wouldn't believe it." I spat. Milana giggled.

"Oh I'll come alright, Partner..." Milana said.

My cock twitched in the bed sheets.

"So does nine work? I'd love to take as many as possible for the website."

"That's perfect."

"Great! See you then!" Milana hung up. The way she stretched the word partner sent my brain into overdrive. I got out of bed to get ready for my day.

*

Nine rolled around quickly and before I knew it Milana was at my front door with a box in her hands and a bright smile on her face.

"Hey there, Partner!" Milana beamed. Her hair was in that similar messy bob style, but her bangs were sharper than last time. She wore a deep green t-shirt that she tucked into a pair of casual khakis. Still wonderfully thick as always.

"Hey. You need help with that box?"

"I got it. I was about to call you for directions." Milana huffed as she placed the box on my couch.

"How've you been?" Milana spun around.

"I'm alright. Just enjoying this Sunday."

"Do you have the camera?" Milana asked.

"Yup." I made my way over to my home office and came back with a high-quality camera with all the necessary tools to capture every angle of Milana.

"Nice. Well, let's do this!" Milana smiled and grabbed her box before walking downstairs. I followed behind, my attention mainly focused on her swaying ass that couldn't even be contained by her khakis.

"Which room is it, Mr. Buffett?" Milana quipped when we made it to the bottom of the stairs.

"Funny. The room to the left at the farther end of the hallway."

"Jeez. You've got a gym room, a pool room, and a 'take a bunch of sexy pictures for your work friend' room. What's next? An orgy room?" Milana asked, walking backward to look at me.

"Not sure. Why? You want an orgy room?" I asked.

"I don't know. Do you?" Milana grinned coyly before turning around, giving her ass a little shake, and whipping her hair.

"Is this it?" Milana asked before I could answer.

"Yup." The room was originally going to be a storage room, but I had plenty of space for junk and paperwork upstairs. I was too lazy to do anything with it since, but now I had an opportunity. A small outlet sat by the open window, but everything else was white walls and a white carpet.

"This should work. I was thinking the backdrops for the lingerie should be red and the backdrops for the bikinis should be a baby blue. But I'll handle all of that in the editing." Milana said as she placed the box on the floor and sat on her butt. She pulled her laptop out and quickly closed the box when she noticed me sneaking a glance at what was in it.

"Not yet, Partner. I want to take some test shots first." Milana opened her laptop before standing up and striking a pose. She placed her left hand on her head and her right hand on her hip, jutting it out to the side to accentuate her backside. I grabbed the camera from my chest and turned it on. I took a picture from the side, the front, and the back.

"How's that?" I asked as I clicked through the pictures.

"Not bad. Not bad at all." Milana put her finger to her mouth, biting it in what looked like a combination of deep thought and excitement. Milana then placed a hand on my chest.

"Alright, you know the drill. I'll call you when I'm ready." Milana said as she pushed me out.

"Yes ma'am." I grinned.

"Nope. No stress tests this time. Just pictures, Partner." Milana grinned back.

"Whatever you say." I shrugged as she closed the door on me. I sat on the floor and heard her shuffling around inside. After a few minutes, she knocked on the door.

"Coming."

"Yeah you are." Milana laughed through the door.

"Let's be... adults..." I lost my train of thought. Milana sat on the floor looking up at me with the most adorable pair of fuck me eyes I'd ever seen. Milana wore a floral lace crisscross lingerie set with a ringed bra that was more like a bralette the way it pushed her milky tits up. The way Milana sat had her thighs *somehow* look even thicker than they already were. Milana had a small container of lip gloss in her hand that she applied agonizingly slowly.

"Picture time..." Milana smiled with her glossy lips before turning her face to that of a horny housewife waiting patiently for her man to come home and wreck her.

I barely got the camera up to my eyes as her breasts and thighs filled my vision. I got two pictures in as I swallowed what felt like six pounds of spit in one go. Milana pressed her arms together for the third picture, creating a spellbinding line of creamy cleavage.

"How... How many pictures?" I asked.

"Four for this set. One second." Milana quickly flipped herself so she was on her back. She used her right elbow to prop herself up and her left hand was right above her crotch. Milana curled her face to look turned on and adjusted her hips to create the illusion of them being even wider than they were.

"You're... clearly practiced."

"Oh believe me," Milana paused before I snapped the picture. "I've been doing a whole lot of this since the night you gave me the green light." Milana grinned, lightly patting her crotch.

"Goodness..." I huffed under my breath as Milana returned to her feet. I clicked through the pictures again, this time feeling her breast pressing against my arm and her glossy lips very close to my skin.

"Those are perfect. I'll break out the next one." Milana grinned as I walked back with a pulsing erection. I unzipped my pants to give my cock some room to breathe. I almost couldn't believe she was doing this to me again. I was sweating and it felt like the camera strap was trying to hold up a thousand pounds on my neck.

"Ready!" Milana called quickly. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Oop! Your fly is down." Milana said casually like she wasn't a master seductress.

"You know why, Milana," I said as I drank in the sight of her. This time she wore a dark blue two-piece see-through ruffle lingerie set. The thin lace that covered her breasts barely did what they were supposed to do, whereas her panties and the lace that covered her thighs were like a pair of floss stretched out over a mountain. A silky smooth mountain of womanly hips and ass.

"Picture time, Partner!" Milana said as she pressed her back against the wall and wrapped her arms around her waist, hugging her breasts together. She crossed her legs and pressed her shapely ass firmly against the wall. Milana then opened her mouth slightly and lidded her eyes. I snapped the first picture. Milana leaned forward with her hands on her knees, her breasts wobbling and drooping through the now pointless confines of the fabric.

I snapped the picture.

Milana then raised herself back up, spreading her arms across the wall and jutting out her chest while sexily pursing her lips. I licked my lips and snapped the picture. Milana grinned and pulled herself off the wall.

"That should be good." Milana said. I clicked through the pictures once again, but this time Milana was intentionally pressing herself against me. Specifically her thigh was pressing against my crying erection.

"You're good at this, Partner." Milana grinned before signaling me to leave.

"Thanks..." I mumbled before closing the door. I immediately yanked the camera over my head and pulled my shirt off. I also pulled my pants down my ankles and kicked them away, leaving me once again only in my underwear in the presence of Milana. My cock was bunched up around the waistband of my underwear and I fought the urge to touch myself.

"Ready!" Milana called, her cheery tone had just a hint of torture in it.

I opened the door and it happened again. Something that was silly, ridiculous, and over the top.

If there was such a thing as too sexy, Milana was just that. Two bright orange pieces of fabric covered her nipples but left her areolas clear as day. Her pussy had the same bare orange strip that covered just her lips, with everything else being clear as day.

"Is this too much?" Milana asked with a cute pout.

"I... Um..." I mumbled. Milana walked towards me before dropping to her knees and wrapping her arms around my legs.

"Picture." Milana huffed. I turned my head down and snapped a picture. My cock was clearly in view. Her sly smile was as well. Milana stared up at me as her teeth gripped the waistband of my underwear. She mumbled the word picture and I did as I was told. As she slowly pulled my underwear down my cock, I kept snapping pictures almost like we were making an erotic stop-motion film. The last picture I took was worthy of going into the Louvre.

My thick cock smacked Milana in the face, the base starting at her chin and the tip touching her bangs. Milana smiled up at me, looking cock drunk and clearly enamored by the warmth and weight. I took another picture as it twitched on top of her beautiful face.

"Hmmm... These aren't going on my website... A little... side stuff y'know?" Milana giggled before sliding her face and swallowing my balls. I groaned and snapped another one. Milana smiled around the skin as she swirled my heavy nuts around in her mouth. Milana eased my balls around in her mouth, rolling her tongue and creating plenty of spit.

She then spit them out and kissed up along the length of my shaft. I felt like I didn't need to take pictures since these images were already burned into my brain. That was until Milana gripped my shaft with both hands, widened her eyes and her mouth, and slowly placed my cock inside. I definitely got a picture of that. Now this camera had to be buried with me when I died. No ifs, ands, or buts about it.

Milana sucked me slowly, keeping her doe eyes locked onto me as she made love to my tool. Her tongue and thick, glossy lips slipping and sliding across my dick forced a groan to escape my lips. Milana seemed to get thicker and thicker the longer sex with her went on. Maybe my brain was tricking me, or maybe Milana really did have magical powers.

Milana began to up her head bobs as she stroked my shaft, creating sloppy sounds from her throat and a thin layer of spit to build up around her bottom lip. Milana kept her eyes open, wordlessly begging me to focus on the pictures. I found the strength to lift the camera without collapsing and snapped it at the perfect angle.

Milana created spit bubbles around my shaft and the corners of her lips and drops of spit began leaking down to her breasts. Milana kept at it, trying to take me as deep as possible as her smooth and steady blowjob turned into a spitty, bubbly mess. Milana removed her hands from my shaft and squeezed her eyes shut. She then forced her head forward, gagging and coughing around me as she tried to take me all the way.

Milana shuddered and gagged before forcing her eyes open, her beautiful thick lips stretched wide and her cherubic eyes staring up at me. I took a picture before reaching out to grab the back of her head. I took another picture as her eyes switched to a more worried look. I then pushed my hips forward, completely filling her gullet with dick. Another picture.

Then I fucked her face with careful, yet strong strokes. Milana took it all as she placed her hands on her knees. Her perfect tits pressed together in a spitty mess as my log jammed her throat. Milana's hands slid between her legs, pushing past the orange piece of fabric to finger herself.

I pulled my drenched cock free of her mouth and lightly smacked it against her tongue. Milana grinned and kissed the tip before rising to her feet and backing up towards the wall. Milana then removed the straps from her nipples and pussy and then spread her thick legs wide, giving me a perfect view of her gushing snatch.

"I need to... I need to cum so fucking bad..." Milana begged, her lips dripping and her voice quivering. I dropped to my knees and teased her by stroking my hands down her thighs and pressing the tip of my tongue against her clit.

"Pleeease..." Milana begged, squirming against the wall as she bit her bottom lip. I moved my tongue from her clit to her delicious folds, flattening all of my tongue inside of her.

"Awwh..." Milana moaned and reached down and gripped the back of my head, forcing me deeper into her pussy. I drowned in her juices, letting her leak into my mouth and down my nose and chin. I gently lapped at her pussy, pushing my tongue in and out of her sweet pink. Milana cooed and moaned louder and stronger with every pass of my tongue and lips.

"Right... there!" Milana cried as she came into my mouth, shaking wildly and digging her fingers into my scalp. Her legs trembled and her tits bounced against her chest as she struggled hard to control her breathing. Milana pulled my mouth off of her pussy and slid down the wall onto her butt. Milana moaned and mumbled as she slid even further until she was on her back.

I crawled forward on my hands and knees, pushing past her spread legs and teasing her entrance with the head of my dick. Milana's eyes shot open and her head snapped down to my cock. Milana nodded her head and I slid right in, gripping her thick thighs and groaning low. I stopped halfway, feeling her extreme tightness.

Milana sucked in her stomach and curled her toes as I forced myself balls deep.

"Jeez! Ohhh..." Milana moaned as her head rocked against the wall. I pulled back and slammed myself back in, seeing her supple body jiggle as I rocked her. I railed her as hard as I could, eager to see her entire body wobble.

"Ohmmygod... Yes... fuck me! Fuck me! Harder!" Milana begged. I smiled through the exhaustion before reaching down to press my thumb against her clit and increasing the speed of my thrusts. The loud, brutal claps of my pelvis banging against Milana's big ass created a rhythmic echo throughout the room. Milana wailed as her big, glassy eyes bore into mine. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her chest, her glorious mounds clapping together in a perfect motion.

"Yeah... Stare at my titties you fucking pervert... Ugh! Yes! C'mon! Fuck me just like that! I love it!" Milana cried out as her hands clasped my face. Milana put her thumb in my mouth as I continued to pound her into the floor with no remorse or intention to ease up.

"Ohhhh I'm gonna cum again... I'm gonna cum... I'm! Gonna!" Milana let out a violent, shaky breath as her back arched against the floor.

"HAAAAH! HOOOOAAHHH!" Milana roared at the top of her lungs and her pussy released an uncontrollable torrent of fluids. I kept thrusting, spurred by the wet claps of her ass and pussy lips. Then after a series of wild strokes, I felt my balls tightening.

"I'm close... Where?" I asked. Milana's eyes widened.

"Face! On my face! I want it on my face!" Milana begged. I quickly pulled out and stood up straight. Milana rose to her knees, her skin flushed and sweaty. Milana opened her mouth and stared up at me as I stroked my shaft.

It only took three strokes. I exploded with a loud grunt. A thick and fast line of seed glazed her nose to her hairline, with the next two drenching her lips and chin. Milana giggled and shook her body, causing her massive targets to shake with her. Milana noticed my eyes locking onto them.

"Pervert." Milana joked before lifting both breasts up. I fired two lines on the right and four spurts on the left, before finishing the rest of my load on her face. Milana was glazed in milky white and licked her lips gleefully.

Milana pursed her gummy lips while holding up her equally messy tits, making a kissy face for the camera. I snapped another picture and sat on my butt.

"Good job..." Milana smiled.

"You want to look these over?" I asked.

Milana crawled towards me and giggled at her own slutty photo shoot.

"If I ever do porn these should be my demo reels." Milana laughed.

"Milana. You could walk into a studio wearing a shirt and jeans and you'd get the job."

"Nah. Not my thing."

"It's your thing with me."

"You're my partner, Partner." Milana said.

"Partner with benefits." I joked.

"Sure. Let's say that." Milana rose to her feet.

"You gotta a towel or something?" Milana asked. I got up and went to the bathroom farther down the hallway. I grabbed a towel and as I made my way back into the room, I heard a knock at the front door on the main level.

"I'll be back." I told Milana as I quickly put my clothes back in and tossed her the towel.

"Alright." Milana mumbled into the towel.

I made my way upstairs. I was still sweaty and I still had the camera wrapped around my neck, but I figured whoever was at the door was someone I wanted to see.

"¡Hola, mi amor!" Ana beamed when I opened the front door. My face broke out into a grin when I saw her. My Ana looked lovely as usual. She wore a red v-neck polka dot dress that gave me a nice look at her cleavage and her perfect legs. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail with her bangs resting above her forehead. She completed the outfit with matching deep red high heels and a pair of sexy hoop earrings.

I wanted to wrap her up for a kiss, but I noticed she had bags of groceries in her hand.

"You need help?"

"No. Gracias." Ana walked forward and kissed me on the cheek. She smelled so good. I turned and admired her backside as she walked towards the kitchen counter, placing the bags on top. Ana stared at me with an odd look on her face.

"What?" I asked.

"You smell like sex and you have a camera wrapped around your neck." Ana said.

"Oh yeah." I completely forgot I had a naked and cum-blasted Milana Vayntrub downstairs. Ana's smile was like a memory eraser.

"Is someone here? I'd love to meet them." Ana purred, leaning forward and giving me a solid view of her hanging breasts that shuffled behind her dress.

"Well, I did a little photo shoot that went farther than expected." I explained.

"Mmmh that's hot." Ana grinned.

"Go get this mysterious woman! I want to meet her!" Ana urged, waving me away. I was hesitant considering the fact that I had no idea how Milana would feel about someone else getting involved in our partnership. I took a deep breath and made my way downstairs.

I knocked at the door and a fully dressed Milana opened it.

"Who's upstairs?" Milana asked with that familiar post-sex glow on her skin.

"My girlfriend." I said.

"Really?!" Milana's eyes widened as she pushed past me, rushing upstairs and carrying her box like a running back on their way to the end zone. When Milana made it upstairs I heard Ana shout something about finally meeting the commercial girl. Then I laughed at myself.