This is part 47 of my continuing story.
All my characters are well over the age of consent.
This is a work of fiction. Fiction means made up.
Any typos are mine as I create and edit my own work.
Enjoy!
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The third Saturday of November, I flew to Maui for nine days with Paige Spelling for a very special photo shoot.
The plan was to take a conservative early 30's lady with a two piece "mom" swimsuit, with strong tan lines, a cotton tail (untanned) butt, and an all-natural, untrimmed bush on Day One, and over the next week or so, day by day, transform this already beautiful lady into a gorgeous creature with an all over tan, and a completely bare pussy.
I sold Paige on the concept that I called, "From Mom to Model."
When we were in Hong Kong, talking about it, I had Paige look at a special password protected album on my photography website that showed the progression of what I had in mind. These were photos I "grabbed" from various sites that I intended to use as guidelines for this shoot.
I took Paige through each day, pointing out how the transformation would take place in terms of clothing, hair, make-up, pussy hair, and tanning.
What I did not mention was that the experience would likely expand her sexual boundaries. She'd already declared to me that "I'm your slut, Rick!" so why not push the envelope a bit?
Paige loved the photo shoot idea and was flattered that I asked her. My other plans remained in my head. I'd just see how things unfolded as her inhibitions disappeared.
She was also petrified of how her naked body would look on camera and asked me again who would be able to see these pictures.
She also wanted to know if she would be naked in front of other people.
Just talking about it got her panties soaked.
I kept them wet the entire time we were together on Maui.
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I woke up wondering where I was and what time it was.
Looking to my left, I found a dark blonde beauty on her back. Her hands by her sides, she was zoned out.
Or fucked out?
Her breasts were large, firm and her tan lines captured her outstanding light pink areolas and long nipples, standing at attention.
My brain cleared, slightly.
Oh, yeah, I'm in bed with a very hot, pliable babe. Paige Spelling.
So as not to disturb a soundly sleeping and nude Paige, I quietly slipped out of the bed and found my iPhone on the nightstand.
It was 8:30 am, and it was Sunday. The start of my week or so with Paige and the photo shoot, From Mom to Model. The next step, "to MILF" was a natural progression but I saw no need to share this last step with anyone.
Slowly it dawned on me, I was in a suite at the Ritz Carlton on Maui. Overlooking the Pacific.
I looked over at sleeping beauty again and took her in.
The sheets were kicked off her amazing body.
Paige appeared to me to be in a deep sleep, with a very content, satisfied, look on her pretty face.
Her hair looked like she'd just enjoyed a night of non-stop fucking. Which she had.
She was breathing normally, although I could have sworn that I caught her lightly snoring at some point earlier during the night. Deep sleep often follows multiple orgasms.
There was dried cum all over her chest, I vaguely remembered fucking her bodacious tits and leaving her a nice wet necklace.
Her very full, more than a handful, all natural breasts were firm, with only a small sag off to the sides of her chest.
With my sharp, eagle eyes I saw the beginning of stretch marks across the top of her breasts, a direct result of the nice heft of her tits.
I smiled at the memory of lifting those puppies in my hands and teasing and tasting her nipples.
Her light pink areoles were two inches across, and her nipples were long, thick, and erect.
Having spent time in bed with some similar aged beauties, I would favorably compare Paige's nipples to any other except her nipples were longer and thicker. Which gave me more to pull, tease, and suck on.
I remembered going to town on those tits of hers and how Paige came and squirted last night through nipple stimulation alone.
Her tummy was flat and below that, her very hairy, dark blonde pussy was still inviting.
As I looked closely, it appeared a bit damp with some clear fluid, my man sauce, dripping onto the bottom sheet below her pussy.
I looked again and saw plenty of dried cum all over her belly, her thighs and around her cunt.
Her legs were spread at the hips and were slender, it appeared to me that Paige had continued her workouts. Maybe she had started running. Or swimming. Or yoga. Or, all three.
Her feet were small, dainty, her toes perfectly pedicured and her toenails were painted red.
I had asked her to get a "mom" tan before she arrived on Maui. I wanted a conservative look accented with strong tan lines that were in all the right places.
Her tan lines were primal. Arousing. Her full breasts were pale, white, surrounded by a light tan. The lines around her pussy were created by wearing what can only be called "granny panties" from a bathing suit bought to hide an amazing body.
I'd fucked her from behind the night before and her ass was pale, as instructed. Her ass was just as tight when we were together in Hong Kong.
The contrast just made it more inviting for me to pound her. That slapping noise as I did her could probably been heard down the hallway. Of course, combined with her groans and screams of pleasure, there was no doubt that we were both enjoying each other and entertaining our fellow hotel guests.
And, despite having come inside her amazingly hot, wet, and very tight pussy several times the night before, my cock started to harden again in response to what I was seeing.
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Moving off the bed, I silently moved out to the living room of the suite and texted my two Maui contacts, both working with me on the photo shoot. One did hair and makeup; the other was responsible for the outfits. Both had shared ideas on locations and could help with lighting as needed.
I had paid them a hefty amount of money (in cash) to be "on call" and explained that Paige and I were moving slowly, it was raining, and could we begin the shoot tomorrow. Both were fine with that.
On my last trip to Maui I met with both ladies, separately, interviewing them for the job. My undisclosed plan was to introduce Paige to the idea of having an attractive woman (or women) pleasure her as part of the wrap-up of the shoot. But if it happened sooner, I wouldn't stop the parade.
I didn't expect Paige to reciprocate but in Hong Kong she had declared that she was my slut, so I had the inkling that Paige might do anything I asked her to. Including eating pussy for me. We'd see.
I met one lady in the morning for coffee, the other in the afternoon for a drink. Both came dressed to sell. Dressed professionally but oozing of sexual energy.
What I discovered was that both ladies were "touchers." I knew that because both greeted me with a hug. No handshake. They weren't shy in pushing their breasts into my chest. And they both, within just a few minutes of meeting me, were touching me. Not inappropriately. Their hands on my hands, my arms. Leaning into me, pushing their hair behind their ear, a sure sign of attraction.
They both gave me strong eye contact and both, perhaps unconsciously, pursed their lips and I noticed tongues making their way into public.
Both interviews were cock stirring for me. If they weren't interested in Paige, and even if they were, I'd do both in a heartbeat. Together or separately.
I booked each lady for the entire week after I explained what the shoot was all about.
Smiling, I set the phone down and heard Paige say from the bedroom, "I'm not finished with you yet, Mister Valencia. Come back to bed, lover."
*******
I returned to the room to find my blonde goddess kneeling on the edge of the bed, ass up, head down on the sheets.
Her legs were spread for my easy access to her still damp, very hairy pussy.
She wanted it from behind. Her favorite position, to be taken like a bitch in heat. Her large tits hung down, smashed into the sheets.
My cock grew stronger at this erotic and tasty sight.
"Do me like a dog," she laughed, "but go slowly Rick, my pussy hurts."
"It hurts?" I asked her.
"I haven't had sex with anyone since we were together in Hong Kong. I'm sore from last night."
"Oh..." I had forgotten that she was divorced and was saving herself for me.
Blame the time zone difference. Or jet lag. Or that I had been incredibly busy and simply didn't think about anything but work, nonstop, 24/7. Or that I was just a 28-year-old horn dog who, despite my multiple degrees and professional designations (Attorney at Law, Certified Public Accountant), I just liked to fuck.
Paige interrupted my still foggy brain with "You're also the biggest man who's ever been inside me. Very long and very thick, just the way I want it."
I did not respond verbally, because I had heard this before, but I never tired of knowing that I stood at the top of the hill when it came to having a big cock.
When God was giving out big dicks, I was near the front of the line.
Instead, my cock responded for me. It got harder. Longer, if possible.
Paige continued, "But it's a good hurt. It hurts so good I want you to do it some more. Like right now!"
"You want it from behind, do you?" I teased Paige with my hands on her hips as I ran my stiff but still hardening cock up through her ass deep crack, the friction creating a diamond cutter that would soon need a welcoming place to burrow and then spurt my seed.
"I want you deep inside me," she cooed, "can you feel how wet I am already?"
I stepped back and moved my right hand to her thick bush, first cupping it and claiming it as mine, and then slowly probing it, and yes, it was more than damp!
"Oh yeah," I told her, "You're wet enough for me now."
By all appearances it looked as if Paige's pussy moistened at the mere thought of having sex with me and things got even more interesting, as in flowing like a river, when she assumed a position where she was not just exposed but open to being played with, mounted, and fully penetrated and bred.
But before I did the deed, I quietly and unexpectedly knelt and stuck my nose in her ass crack enjoying her earthy aroma and then within a nanosecond, my long tongue quickly found her wet quim.
It happened so fast it caught Paige by surprise, a very pleasant one.
One lick, two, and she was lifting her ass higher and dropping her pussy to allow me easier access to her twat, and she was already moaning at my unexpected oral visit.
Without hesitation my tongue sought out her erect clit and when I hit the jackpot, she let me know with an "AAHHH!" so I just kept at it. Lapping like a dog. She loved it!
It didn't take her long to cum, the feeling of a tongue on her pussy was so foreign, so unusual; the pleasure was overwhelming to her.
