This is part 2 of a multipart series -- read Part 1 first to get the context.
With thanks to Tiancat for the dialogue editing
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Mel is lying on the bed, sated after her first orgasm of the boudoir shoot. I am at the bottom of the bed and have captured some fantastic shots of Mel's pussy glistening under the low lights of the studio. Mel's puffed pink lips covered in her juices from where I have licked and sucked. Her clit is slowly retracting back under its hood as I watch Mel's breathing return to normal.
After a few minutes of Mel relaxing her big blue eyes flutter open and she takes a deep breath, slowly exhaling, "Well! I wasn't expecting that to happen! Is this normal on a boudoir shoot, that you get to be intimate with your subject?"
I chuckle, and explain, "it can happen sometimes, but as it's predominantly females who have these types of shoots, then I don't think she'll have anything to worry about, unless she wants to explore that side of her sexuality."
Mel smiles slyly, "Well never say never!"
I hand Mel her half-finished glass of champagne, and she takes a mouthful as she sits up on the bed.
"So, what happens now?" she breathes, "What's the next scene?"
We start to discuss the possibilities, including some very soft-core shots, and suddenly Mel exclaims, "I bought a corset as part of my outfits, could we try that?"
"Go and get the corset and a new set of lingerie on, we'll use the existing setup to take some slightly tamer shots!"
Mel walks naked back to the dressing area, and this time leaves the curtain open as she starts to get dressed in her pure white panties, holdup stockings and white heels.
"Paul, could you give me a hand with this corset please? It laces up at the back and I want it tight"
"Damn right I can!" I say as I walk towards the pocket rocket in front of me.
Mel holds the white corset in place until I take hold of the laces at the back, and then she places her hands against the wall as I start to tighten the laces up.
"Good and tight Paul, I want my body to look thin and my breasts to look perky!"
I pull tighter, and Mel pushes her bottom towards my still hard cock.
"Oooh, you like?" she giggles.
I reply, "Oh I like, but if you keep pressing back like that, then we won't be getting any more scenes done soon!"
"From behind is my favourite Paul, so whenever you are ready suits me!"
I lightly slap Mel's bottom and she gives out a little yelp, "This is a training session young lady, for you to get some tips not for us to just make out!"
Mel turns her head, her bottom lip protruding in a mock sulk. I think to myself that she's not getting out of here until I've played with that bottom some more, and slid my cock inside her, but that will have to wait.
I pull the corset laces tight, Mel's sharp intake of breath signalling that it's tight enough for her, and I tie a bow just above where her panties start.
"Ok, so what I want you to do is to kneel on the bed and the top, rest your hands on the headboard, and push your bottom out, but not too far -- if you do that it looks unnatural. And arch your back!"
Mel does as I ask, and I get her to look over her shoulder, pouting, seductive, as I take shots from the bottom of the bed.
More champagne follows and we take some more shots of her looking seductive with the champagne glass.
"This seems very tame in comparison to what we've already done, Paul."
"I agree, but most women don't want to do what we just did straight away - you need to make them excited as a gradual build-up. We'll get to better stuff pretty soon, I guarantee it."
I get Mel to lie on the bed again, lots of pillows plumped up behind her, as she half reclines against them.
"Lift one leg straight and start to roll the holdup down your leg slowly, looking at the holdup, then looking at the camera, imagining that you are flirting with your lover, teasing them with what's to come."
I glance down at Mel's white panties and can already see a damp patch as I explain the setup to her. "Imagine your lover watching you from across the room, waiting to get the go ahead so that he can join you on the bed."
I keep up this narrative as she slowly rolls down the holdup, and I rattle shots away onto the memory card.
