Getting to do a photo shoot for "Rolling Stone" was certainly an honor, and once I found out my assignment, I was looking forward to it even more.
That's because I found out that I was going to be working as the photographer for the big Taylor Swift cover story they were doing after she announced that she was leaving country music and going pop.
To be honest, I've never been a big fan of Taylor's music, but I, like most guys, don't call myself a fan of hers because of that.
I'm a fan of hers for the same reason any guy is a fan of hers: we all think we have a shot to fuck her.
And when I met her at the beach location we were using for the shoot, it seemed like she had taken a liking to me, especially when she started to go out of her way to look sexy for the shots.
"It's been a long day Taylor, but I think we're through now," I told her after the last shot, the one in which she is bent backwards with her knees under her and with a look on her face that was not unlike one she would probably have if she was having an orgasm, and I invited Taylor to lay down on the blanket with me and look over the shots.
"You sure do know how to make a girl like me look sexy John," she whispered, grabbing my arm and leading it between her legs in the skintight blue jeans she's wearing, "and look how wet you make me, baby. I'm soaking through my jeans."
"I'm pretty sure the water from the ocean did that Taylor," I said to her as I let my hand linger between her legs, just to see how serious she was about going all the way with me later, "but it's nice to know that Taylor Swift thinks I'm hot."
"MMM...you are hot John...you made me so hot the way you took control of the shoot...and with how you took control of me..." she whispered in my ear as I undid the button of her jeans and slid a hand into her panties, finding the pussy that so many guys want but only I had at the moment as I started to slide my fingers over it.
"UH..." she moaned as she adjusted her body so that I could contact more of her pussy, which in turn allowed me to start sliding three fingers up inside of her as I started to finger her right there by the ocean.
"UH...OHGOD...play with my pussy...and then let's go back to my room baby..." she moaned as I continued to work her over, not wanting to let things get too far out of hand in such a public place.
"We don't have to wait until we get back to the room to fool around Taylor, this is a closed set, you know..." I whispered in her ear as I pushed her down onto the blanket I had laid down for the shoot and kissed her, Taylor wrapping her legs around me as she returned it.
"UH...take my jeans off..." she moaned as I kissed her neck and slid them down while I pulled her tiny white t-shirt shirt over her head with the other one.
"Want me to stop Taylor?" I asked her, giving her one last chance to reconsider as I unhooked her bra and slid her panties down, her back arching as I began to suck on her tits.
