The Photoshoot 9

Each person passing by stopped to look for a few seconds as the shoot progressed. The red dress floated in the gentle breeze as you twirled and danced in time to the music playing on the portable CD player. The dress looked stunning and, as you grew in confidence, you swirled the skirt like a flamenco dancer. There were occasional flashes of your thighs and two brief glimpses of your black panties as you danced apparently unaware of the audience that moved around us. The photographs were some of the best I had ever taken and, sitting in the hotel room, we went through all of them one at a time to select those you wanted for the sales pages on the website.

After a couple of hours, we were finished and, heaving a sigh of relief, we relaxed and called room service for a bottle of wine -- and some food. "That went better than expected" I chuckled. "Why do you say that?" you asked and I explained that the outdoor shoot on a public beach could have been interrupted more than it was by bystanders and the usual crowd of younger men gawping at your body in the tight-fitting dress. "At least none of the comments were crude. In fact, a lot of the comments from that group of idiots behind me were quite complimentary! Your breasts got a lot of attention!" I said and glanced down at your cleavage.

You laughed and, turning your back to me, asked if I could unzip the dress. I slowly pulled the zip down to the top of your backside and, grabbing the opportunity, kissed your back right between your shoulder blades. You shuddered and giggled. Emboldened by your response, I slid my hands round your waist and pulled you to me to kiss the back of your neck. The pressure from your backside on my groin increased and you laid your head back onto my shoulder. "Kiss the side of my neck but be gentle..." you said quietly.

As my lips brushed the side of your neck, I felt you relax into my embrace. You turned in my arms and we kissed properly. Our tongues dancing together as I pulled you tight against me. Damn, you felt good as my hands slid across the naked skin of your back and down to the top of your backside. You pulled back slightly and told me to take your dress off... looking straight into my eyes as I pulled the front of the dress down and slid it over your hips. Your breasts were freed as the bodice of the dress fell away and, wearing only the little black panties you flashed a few times outside, you stood there in front of me.

The bulge in the front of my trousers was testament to my arousal. You looked down and grinned at me "HE seems happy with how I look!" you grinned.

I pulled you back to me, feeling your breasts pressing into my chest as we kissed again. Your kiss was sweeter now and your breath warmer as you too became excited. Pushing your hips into mine, you pulled at my shirt and began to undress me.

Soon we both were wearing only our underwear and you took my hand. "Shower!" was all you said as you lead me into the large bathroom. I turned on the shower and looked back at you. "Get those things off" you said as you slowly pulled down your panties. In seconds we were both naked, my manhood fully erect as I drunk in the sight of your body.

The next kiss was long, slow and full of sexual promise as the bathroom began to warm slightly with the heat of the water in the shower. We stepped in and you turned your back to me "Wash me... then I will wash you!"

The comment was more of an order and, as I began to slide my hands over your body, creating bubbles from the shower gel, I noticed that you moaned slightly every time my fingers lingered on your nipples or slid gently between your legs.

Your hand came round between us and you held my erection gently. Moving your hand up and down my shaft, you moved your legs so I could reach your sex more easily. "Make me cum, Bryan!" was all you said.

With the soap bubbles and your arousal, your pussy lips were slippery and it was easy to slip my fingers between them. My fingers moved slowly up and down your lips and, after a couple of minutes caressing you there, onto your clit and I set up a slow, gentle rhythm. "Mmmmmmm... that feels good!" you whispered and gripped me a little harder. "Don't stop doing that!" you said and began to move your hips against my fingers.

We stood like that for what seemed an age - my fingers slowly and gently dragging you towards your climax and your hand on my cock making it increasingly difficult for me to focus as my own pleasure increased. I managed to slip two fingers into your pussy and slid them in and out as deep as I could with two fingers of my other hand rubbing your clit. You were pumping your hips in the same rhythm as my fingers fucked you and moaning gently. Your breathing got more ragged until you were hissing like a snake as you got closer and closer to cumming.

Suddenly you shuddered, moaned "Yeeeeeeeesssssssssssss!!" as the orgasm hit and your hand clamped my fingers on your pussy. You used your hand covering mine to rub your clit the last few times it needed to get the most from your orgasm and you relaxed into my arms. We stood there for some time with you gently moving your fingers on yourself, jerking occasionally and whimpering as the sensitivity of your clit receded only slowly.

"Now you!" was all you said as you turned round and knelt in front of me. You pulled my cock towards you slightly and covered the end of me with your mouth. The gasp of "Fuck!" told you that your mouth was having the desired effect and you began a slow back and forth motion of your head. I put one hand on your hair and gently pulled you onto my cock as you expertly sucked and licked me. My mind splintered into a dozen parts all driven by the urge to just let go and explode into your mouth but I did not want what you were doing to me to stop.

"That feels sooooo good!" I managed to say and, looking up at me with those gorgeous brown eyes, you winked and sucked harder, moving your head even faster. "I will cum if you carry on like that!" I said and, for a second, you stopped and said simply "Do it!"

Your fingers were working up and down my shaft as you put your mouth back over the very end of me and drove me ever closer to cumming. All too soon, I could not hold back and with a grunt, I filled your mouth with my semen. You carried on sucking and licking the underside of my cock as I pumped spurt after spurt of cum into your mouth before, finally, releasing me and kissing the tip of my cock.

Standing up, you kissed me so I could taste my own cum in your mouth and we held each other under the shower. We washed each other and, laying on the loungers on the secluded balcony, we dried off in the sun before dressing for the evening meal in the hotel restaurant.

As we ate, we discussed the photoshoot in the morning -- the last one of the trip -- and decided that we would include some lingerie shots but needed somewhere private. I asked the concierge in reception where we could go and she smiled "I know just the place you can go -- the hotel roof!" I had not realised that there was a roof garden and that, more importantly, the hotel roof was not overlooked by any other buildings in town.

The following morning, we gathered the camera gear together and you selected a couple of swimsuits and bra & panties sets to wear for the shoot. Once on the roof and after checking the wind direction and location of the sun, I set up the reflectors and lights and put the camera on the tripod.

We started with you in a stunning white bustiere and the briefest white thong possible but, as you posed in the sunlight, the contrast of the material against the colour of your skin worked superbly. I adjusted the exposure to ensure that we captured the texture of the lace in the bustiere and we continued. My mind wandered into all sorts of scenarios as you laid back on one of the sunloungers on the roof terrace with one leg draped lazily over the side, your foot pointed so your toes just touched the floor. I asked you to remove the bustiere and we did a few topless shots, with your arms supporting your breasts as you sat right at the end of the lounger with your knees about eighteen inches apart. You looked sensational and, as the sun rose further, we decided to move into a shaded area to carry on with a change of underwear.

You changed where you stood and replaced the white lingerie with a silver grey bra and matching panties. The bra cups and centre panel of the knickers were embroidered with a lace design similar to a simplified paisley pattern. Again, the contrast of the material with the brown of your skin made the lingerie pop but the curve of your breasts above the bra and the way the panties cupped your backside was intoxicating. You posed for me for about an hour with the camera shutter rattling away as I captured shot after shot after shot. My mind wandered off into a different area as, for the second time today, you removed your bra and posed topless on the sun lounger I had moved under the canopy. Your breasts looked stunning, moving and swaying as you moved slightly into each different pose.

I was just about to ask if you wanted to do some nude shots as you lifted your hips and slid the panties over your thighs. You lay there grinning with your panties halfway down and told me to keep shooting. You cupped one breast and gently rubbed your nipple with one thumb as your other hand slid between your legs. You pretended to play with yourself for a few minutes before finally pulling your panties off and laying back, with your legs spread over the sides of the lounger.

"I want you to watch..." you said before slowly rubbing up and down your pussy lips. It did not take long before I could see your lips getting a little puffy and your breathing told me that you were thoroughly enjoying the sensation of the breeze on your naked skin -- and the fingers teasing and gently fluttering over your sex. In a short time, you were whimpering and moaning gently as the pleasure increased. Your fingers slipped in and out of your pussy or over your clitoris as you abandoned yourself to the orgasm that was building as slowly as you wanted.

My cock was rigid in my trousers as I watched your shameless display of self-absorbed masturbation. All too soon, it was obvious that you were close. Your breasts heaved as you gasped and panted your way to orgasm. A sharp intake of breath was followed by a long moan as you came.

You shuddered and jerked as the fingers on your sex pulled the maximum pleasure from your orgasm, looking at me as you teased the most from the moment before slumping back on the lounger, your legs spread wide and your pussy glistening with the flood of fluid from within you.

"Now, get that thing out of your trousers and bring it to me!" you said, huskily and still breathless from coming.

I obeyed immediately and, with my cock hard and ready for you, I knelt between your thighs and pulled you to the edge of the lounger. "Go deep, hard and fast!" you said as the tip of my cock pressed against the hot, wet outer lips of your pussy. "Ohhhhh, yes! Now fuck me!" you whispered as I slid into you and began to push myself as deep inside you as I could.

I set up a brisk rhythm with my hips, my balls banging against you as my manhood plunged in and out of you. Your breasts bounced every time my hips hit your thighs and you lifted them up high so I could get deeper. The sensation of your pussy, wet and hot, as my cock worked like a piston in and out of you all but overwhelmed me. I had been so hard watching you wanking that I just wanted to cum myself. My dick was telling me that I was going to cum soon and, between breaths, I told you that I was close. "Good!" you said and slid a hand down your belly and onto your pussy again "Fill me up!" I looked down to see your fingers flashing back and forth on your clit as you wanked as hard and fast as I was fucking you. I could feel the movement of your fingers on my belly, just above my cock and watched your face as you got closer to orgasm... and realised that we would probably come together.

"Come for me... let me feel you cum!" you gasped. Your eyes suddenly widened and you yelped "NOW!!" as you came again. That was all I needed and, with a grunt, I rammed my cock as hard into you as I could and felt that first jerk as my cock pumped cum inside you. I moved myself slightly inside you keeping my cock as deep inside your pussy as I could, feeling it jerk time after time as my semen flooded your pussy.

You grabbed my backside and pulled me against you and held me there as the last couple of shudders ran through your body. You relaxed your grip and grabbed my head, pulling it down onto your tits. You held me there for a couple of seconds and said "Fuck, that was good!!"

My cock softened inside you and as it slid out of you, a little sigh escaped from you. "Let's get back to the room and get cleaned up. I want to feel your hands on me in the shower" you giggled and we gathered our clothes.

Back in the room, the shower went on and we washed every inch of each other, teasing one last orgasm from you as my soapy fingers gently rubbed your clit while I sucked your nipples in turn. As I did this, my cock hardened again and you knelt in the shower, sucking and wanking me until I sprayed cum all over your face. Your final act before we got out of the shower was to suck the last few drops of cum from me and kiss the very tip of my softening cock.

Later that night, you told me of your fantasy to be woken up by an unexpected erection rubbing against your bum and a plan formed in my mind.