A wish is unexpectedly granted
The next day I picked her up at twelve o five, there was one other person waiting so I passed just a little and let her run to the van door.
"You want a lift?" I asked loudly.
She got in smiling and clutching her overnight bag, as she settled in the seat I drove the route with the radio. A piano concerto by Chopin, filled the space between us, giving me the excuse to stay silent.
As I got to the barn my phone rang, it was Glynda.
"Yes." I answered, her voice was faint on the other end, I probably had only one bar up here.
"Can I come round tonight?" I heard her say. "I want to talk to you."
I looked at Bri.
"Ok, what time?"
"Would seven be okay?"
"Fine, see you then."
"Glynda," I explained. "She'd like to talk this evening. Wonder what that's about?"
Bri shrugged her shoulders. "Beats me."
I put the thought aside; I was going to shoot in natural light again, though there was a haze high in the stratosphere that took the edge off the brightness. I'd got the camera and laptop in the van already, this stop was just for her to change.
She stopped by the hay bale and put her bag on top, taking the thin transparent nightdress out and laying it over the bale. Then she stripped, looking at me with my clothes on. I stripped as well, my cock rising to the occasion as I remembered the touch and feel of her body, naked again before me.
Bri looked at me as she drew the gossamer creation over her head, her breasts rising as she stretched. It slipped down over her, showing what it touched. She was solidifying my hard on, my cock throbbed and hardly bounced as I walked over to the door with just my keys.
She was watching it as we drove across the field, it bounced as we hit the bumps and she put her hand over it, letting it brush her palm.
"Bri! " I complained.
I took my eyes off the path and glanced at her.
"But it's so nice, Glynda was right about you being a 'still waters', you're well hung as well as nice."
I sighed, letting the van roll to a stop.
"But it's getting me in the mood, look, my nipples are erect."
It was only a few more minutes across the field, she could have her fun till then. She looked me in the eyes and brushed the tip lightly, making circles on it with her palm. If I didn't get there soon she'd have me cumming.
I turned from her as we stopped in the shade of the trees, the hazy light was dappling through, giving a soft focus look, a good background for the figure shots for the opening, I had her lean on one of the trees and using the trigger words 'Briallan plays model', began shooting.
She was brilliant, she looked so sexy she made me very aware of my own erection, she had me wanting to masturbate on the spot. I had difficulty in faulting her poses, I could see in some of the close-ups that she was well lubricated, I wondered how that would come out in the shots, all I knew was it was turning me on.
I think that her resemblance to Glynda was part of it, her facial features from certain angles made them look like twins, and thinking of Glynda cavorting naked in front of my lens pushed my libido into overdrive.
I ended with a few shots of her on a fallen tree, hands holding a branch above her head and legs open as she squatted on the trunk. With the shoot finished I put my camera down and sat next to her on the trunk.
"That was the best ever Bri, you had me rock hard all the way through," I confided in her.
She looked at my still hard tool. "So will you let me suck it as a reward?" she asked.
"Bri, I thought we agreed no sex."
"It's not sex, Bill Clinton proved that. Please, I was focusing on it all during the session. This is the last time I promise. Please, I want to touch it and have it fill my mouth again."
She put her hand on my thigh, brushing it lightly up and down as she looked pleadingly into my eyes.
With the portfolio complete this would probably be the last time and she wasn't such a close friend that I saw every day.
"Alright Bri, as it is the last time, and it was such a sexy shoot, you can have a reward."
Even before I'd finished the sentence she was grasping my cock, a big grin on her face.
"Lie down for me, I want this to be special," she said almost purring.
I stood, and with her still holding my cock lay I on the grass. Bent as she was, she stepped astride me and knelt, putting her pussy in my face as she began to ravish my cock with her tongue.
Her pussy was glistening with her cum already and it was too tempting to refuse, I raised my head as my tongue sought her inviting lips.
She sighed and lowered her body to give me freer access as my arms snaked round her hips and pulled her to me.
My tongue slid between her engorged pussy flaps, tasting the nectar of her fluids, I felt her wriggle slightly as her tongue played over my head, her hand cupping my balls. My tongue dove deeper, finding the entrance and scooping up the cum dribbling from it.
Bri began to waggle my cock over her lips, then opened them and slid it over her teeth. Then rotated it round inside her mouth as she took it inside. Much as she was enjoying playing with my cock I was in my element licking out her pussy.
My tongue was curled and dipping inside her, the aroma of her pussy filled my nostrils, the warmth of her thighs pressed against my cheeks. With her sucking my cock this was as close to heaven as you can get without dying first.
With my glands trapped by her teeth and her hand firmly holding my root, her tongue was caressing my tip, the thrill of it was a satisfying glow in my loins. I could feel my orgasm building. I ran my tongue up and down her crevice then lingered on her clit.
I could feel her body tensing and moving on me, I gave her clit my full attention, using my lips to suck on it while my tongue stroked it tip to tip. She gave a jerk and my arms gripped her tighter, holding her as my tongue tormented her hard little nub.
She was driving my cock hard into her mouth now, taking in as much of it as she could, I could feel her tonsils brushing the head. I was as near cumming as she was, I could feel my balls tightening as the rush built inside.
I continued my frantic massage of her clit, rubbing it with the flat of my tongue, her body jerked again then she arched her back and screamed to the skies. Her hand holding my tool was squeezing and twisting it as she shuddered and writhed, my tongue lapping at the freely flowing juices.
She hunched herself up, looking at me through her dangling breasts.
"One last time," she quoted.
She raised herself up and turned and mounted my cock.
"This is for you."
She began fucking me fast and deep, her breasts bouncing as she held onto my knees behind her, the thrill of my cock squeezing in and out was overwhelming me as I laid back and surrendered to the pleasure.
I erupted inside her, my back arching with my pubes grinding against hers as I sought to bury it to the hilt. She stopped and lay down on me, reaching her arms round my neck.
"Oh, Garry, your dick is the best in the world. Thank you." She laid her head on my chest and sighed. We were both sated, both unwilling to break the spell, it was only when my limp cock plopped out that she stirred.
She rolled off me, then bent and took hold of my cock giving it one last examination.
"I'm going to miss you," she said, taking it in her mouth and licking the last drops clean.
The way she was looking adoringly at it, as if it was the most important part of me, like some symbiont that I carried round to get me into girl's knickers.
She stood and I joined her, she went and found her nightdress while I carefully placed my camera back in the van. On the drive back to the barn I could see her still looking at it, her admiring glances was stirring it back into action, swelling it from its normally flaccid four up to five or six.
My cock was stiff enough to jut out went we made the barn, as I came round the side of the van to open the barn she grasped it.
"Could I have just one more little go?" she begged. Giving me the appealing eyes look.
Most of the other girls I'd fucked had been pleased by the size of my penis, but she was the only one who'd become infatuated with it. I thought about making excuses, view the pictures, Glynda coming round. But in truth I wanted to fuck her again.
"Alright, but let's do it in the house, on a nice soft bed where you can fuck yourself to death."
She crouched down and kissed it, pushing the foreskin back off the head as she pressed it through her lips.
"Hey, Bri, come on, let's get dressed, we can finish this in bed."
She reluctantly squeezed it out and stood beside me, still holding on to my now fully swollen cock. I leant forward and stuck my tongue out to lick her nipple; she gave a shiver as I did and pushed her breast against me as she gripped my tool tighter.
"Come on, let's get dressed and do this at home," I said softly as I turned my head up to look at her.
