I'd been impatiently waiting for Cathy's return almost since she'd left the house. I knew that she wouldn't let me down, that she could be relied upon to fulfil my perverted wishes. Not because of any intimate bond that had developed in our most unlikely of relationships; there was no physical contact between us; but because Cathy did what she did for the sheer depraved enjoyment she wringed from the situation. She was an exhibitionist slut, and I was the perfect mechanism for her to use in order to carry out her showings off in relative safety and comfort. As far as I was concerned it was a perfect arrangement; I could indulge myself in the build up of my home grown pornographic collection; and Cathy could fulfil her heart's desire of showing off her lithe little body and getting fucked senseless.
Cathy and I had first met when I'd advertised for a model. She had turned up at the rendezvous nervous and pent up, but I had already decided that I wanted to photograph the wild eyed twenty something, and would pay a hefty fee to do so if she turned reluctant.
She hadn't and had disrobed in front of my lens with a fervour that had startled me at first. The slim figured girl had positively thrown herself into our first session with wild abandon. There was no deferring to any pretence of morality; the girl loved to show off her body and wasn't shy when I suggested more candid pictures than mere nudity. Straight away she had thrown her legs wide and eagerly exposed the pink, juicy cleft of her sex to me. She was happy to masturbate in front of me using her fingers and a variety of phallic shaped fruit and veg hastily grabbed from the kitchen.
There was never even the merest hint that Cathy would allow me to touch her at all. It was the act of revealing herself completely that she thrived on. After our third session together, I tentatively broached the subject of videoing her and Cathy leaped at the suggestion eagerly.
'Oh yeah!' she squealed in delight. 'A video, you dirty old bastard.' Then she looked at my slyly, 'Do you get off on my pictures? Do I make your cock go stiff?' Cathy looked at me from the bed where she sat naked. 'Go on tell me, do you wank when I'm gone?'
I reddened at the direct questioning, reluctant to answer.
'You do, you do, don't you?' Cathy opened her long thighs and exposed her sex to me. 'We should do more,' she suggested and I felt a thrill of excitement at the words. 'I should pick up blokes and bring 'em back to fuck. Would you like that?'
Good God, what was the girl capable of? 'What would you get out of it?' I asked hoarsely.
'Well, I love showing off, you know that,' Cathy said quickly, 'but to do a bit of porn... That would be fucking nasty.' She grinned at me and then pouted. 'How about it? The blokes wouldn't know... It'd be our secret.'
'Jesus,' I whispered under my breath. This girl was infinitely better than I had given her credit for – just how far would she go?
So a week later we had a studio prepared. The centre piece was a double bed and unknown to any casual observer, or even if anyone had taken a more detailed examination, there were fourteen tiny cameras hidden around the room. The cameras were operated from my computer in a room upstairs, and they afforded a view from almost every conceivable angle. Cathy was thrilled with the arrangement and treated me to a huge masturbatory extravaganza as she cavorted on the bed while I taped the action from my remote position. Being removed from the girl physically meant that I could stroke my long cock in complete privacy as I delighted in the view of Cathy writhing on the bed with a large rubber cock embedded in her tight, juicy cunt. The knee boots she was wearing at the time just completed the picture for me and it didn't take long for my semen to jet from my cock with a force I hadn't experienced for a few years.
This was going to be fun.
To get us in the mood; well that was Cathy's thinly veiled excuse; we went for a drive to a local beauty spot so that Cathy could take the opportunity to do some mild flashing. The agreement being that I would attempt to remain at a discreet distance and unseen by any passers by would take as many photos as I could manage.
Cathy found her position, and with hindsight I realised that it was a place she had visited before. She sat with her back against a tree and let her long legs drop open almost casually. Her tiny skirt meant that anyone passing close enough would be able to see straight between her thighs and view her plump vulva that she was so eager to show off.
Almost as if it was scripted a lone man with his Labrador came into to view only a minute or so after Cathy had settled herself down. Of course the dog bounded over playfully and Cathy made a show of fussing over the eager canine.
'I'm sorry, miss,' I heard the man call out. 'He won't hurt you.'
Cathy's response was inaudible, but the man must have spotted the girl's uncovered sex because I noticed him stop suddenly and take a step backwards. I took a few shots of the preliminary action, and managed to capture Cathy's apparently innocent face as she pretended that her pretty pussy wasn't overtly on view.
I could hear the indistinct conversation, but couldn't make out any actual words, but I certainly noticed the man's change of posture when Cathy blatantly opened her legs wide. I took several more hurried shots as my own cock stiffened in my jeans. Cathy was making me horny with the unconcerned way she was sitting wide legged and just showing herself off to the stranger.
I heard her laugh and she moved her hand to between her legs. It looked as though she was opening the folds of her sex and showing the man how juicy she could get. I remembered the camera and took more pictures, all the time my cock was pushing against the tight front of my jeans.
'Fucking hell,' I murmured when Cathy held her hand out and the man helped her to her feet.
She led the man deeper into the wooded area and I cursed as I lost sight of the couple. I moved as quickly as stealth and my bursting cock would allow and managed to locate Cathy and the man again after I'd moved in a wide arc. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and once again forgot all about the camera while I took in the scene of Cathy, her tshirt up over her pert breasts and with the man's cock head firmly between her lips.
I took several more pictures and watched in fascination as the man held the girl's head and fucked into her mouth. I could hear his grunts and groans from my position and noticed his dog moving with total unconcern around the woods a few hundred feet away.
Cathy's voice was muffled over the distance as she laughed up at the man while she tugged at his length with her fist. I could tell she was encouraging the man by the pitch and tone of her voice, and then I heard her cry out with joy as the man fired his semen onto her sweet breasts. I took picture after picture of Cathy as she licked at the man's oozing cock. Her breasts were spattered with thick, gloopy spunk, and her tshirt was stained. I could see the cum sticking to her teeth and dribbling over her chin as Cathy smiled in appreciation at her lover, and I felt my precum dribble into my jeans as the sight of her lewd behaviour excited me.
The man hastily pushed his cock into his trousers, whistled for his dog and casually sauntered off. Lucky bastard.