The Shoot 1

Chapter One

I was with my lover one afternoon and we had just finished a hot and steamy fuck.

"Wow, that was good," she said stroking my soft cock to see if there was any life left in it.

"Yeah, it was good" I said. I am fifteen years older then Dee and it takes me a while to recharge my battery. "What you need is a hot young stud to fuck you."

Dee agreed that it would be nice. Dee's husband nor I can't keep up with her sexual demands.

I have known Dee for about four years and we have been lovers for two of them. I am a professional photographer and Dee came to my studio to get some head shots done and the chemistry was there, but neither of us did anything about if for a long time. One day I just kissed her because it seemed natural. She was ripe for the plucking and it wasn't two long before I had her clothes off and had my cock in her. You might say I plucked her.

Since that day we've found many opportunities to get together. Oh, did I mention that her husband knows about us and approves whole-heartily. He knew he had more woman than he could handle.

I certainly don't want to give you the impression that Dee is a slut. She just likes to fuck and being multi-orgasmic, she likes to fuck a lot.

I'm not sure how the subject of interracial sex came up. I have always been fascinated with the subject. I have a pretty fair collection of photos with black men taking white women. I also have a nice collection of video tapes.

One day I had my interracial file open on the computer and Dee came to the studio. I didn't hear her come it and before I knew it she was standing beside me looking at the images on the screen.

I could tell from her attitude that she was interested in what she saw. I put the program into "slide show" mode and sat back to watch her watch the white women getting black sexed. It wasn't long before we both were in a heated condition and I locked up the office and took her into the studio where we fucked.

While I was in her I whispered into her ear how I would like to see a thick black cock working her cunt. I kept up the black fantasies and she was going crazy. She nearly bucked me off as she trashed around.

Over the next several months when we were together I would bring up the subject of her and a black man. I could see she was interested in the idea. One night when we were together she verbalized back to me as I whispered about the fantasy fuck to her.

"Yesss, I want that hard black cock. Give it to me!"

Later I asked her if she really wanted some black meat. She laughed, "Makes a great fantasy, but I don't think that it can happen."

I was pretty sure I could make it happen. I had a reasonable amount of confidence that Dee would do what I ask her to do.

Several months after we started getting it on I took her to visit an old friend who is confined at home. My old buddy is horny all the time and I convinced her to give him a blow job while I fucked her. Dee had always been compliant to my wishes so I was pretty sure I could make this plan fly. Dee went down on my old friend and sucked him off and swallowed his come. Over the next few months we did that several times and she liked it. Occasionally when I couldn't get away Dee went to my friend and serviced him without me, simply because she knew I wanted her to.

One night I happen to be surfing the net and happened upon a site that is all about black men and white women. I placed an ad there and set up a new e-mail account. It wasn't long before the responses came pouring in. Some were stupid, some were funny, and some caused my heart to race as I could visualized the possibilities.

I culled the letters as best I could and one day showed them to Dee. At first she was angry at me for putting the ad on the net. As she read the letters and studied the photos I could see she wasn't as angry as she had been.

"What are you going to do with these?" she asked.

"What do you want me to do with them?" I countered.

She didn't answer, but went back to reading the mail. She commented on some of them, giving me both good comments and bad. One she told me to get rid of. "That's disgusting," she said. "I don't care what size the dick is. I want to know how big the man is inside." Dee really believes that, I think. I also know she looks for staying power rather then size. And personality rather than looks.

For the next several weeks when I got new mail I would call her and she would come by and look at it. Most of the time she considered them duds.

One afternoon I was behind her as she sat at the computer. I was sorting some proofs when I heard a sharp intake of her breath. I came around to see what she was looking at.

"What'ch got there?" I ask.

"This one sounds nice," she answered. She was looking at a photo of a young black man. "He's a professional and he doesn't live too far away."

I read the letter that accompanied the photo. There was nothing there that lit my wick, but apparently Dee saw something I didn't.

After Dee went home, I sent the fellow an e-mail and a couple of photos of Dee. I had some ready just in case. Not too risqué, but enough so that he could get a good idea what she looks like. Dee had told me in no uncertain terms that she did not want any of her nudes going out on the Internet. Of course I respected that, but the photos I sent were sexy enough and still follow her wishes.

The man, I'll call him Jeffery, must have been impressed because he came right back with a letter.

Chapter Two

Jeffery and I corresponded for a week or so and I invited him up the next Saturday afternoon. I had all ready made sure Dee would be available and the it was a good time of the month.

Jeffery was early for our appointment, but it turned out fine. My last customer has left and I was just finishing up the paper work.

He was a personable young man and we chatted a while. I explained that he was going to be a surprise to Dee and that frankly I didn't have the foggiest idea what would happen.

Dee was running late, but not late for her. She breezed through the door apologizing as usual. When she saw Jeffery sitting there smiling, she nearly had a blowout stopping so fast.

I made the introductions and we sat talking for a little while.

Dee is a personable lady who never met a stranger and Jeffery was smooth as silk. Pretty soon they were laughing and just having a good ol' time.

"Dee," I said "I need to update your portfolio. How about changing into that little black outfit for some photos?"

"Huh? What black outfit?" she had a startled look. "You mean now?"

"Sure," I said. "I was telling Jeffery what a good model you are. This will give him an opportunity to see you in action."

Her pretty face ran through a full range of emotions. Uncertainty, fear, anger, and back through them again.

"Come on, honey," I said "I think you may enjoy this shoot."

After a short while I could see in her eyes that she had come to a decision. She slowly nodded her head. "Which black outfit?" she asked softly.

I went over and took her hand. "Doesn't matter," I said smiling at her. "Just pick one and come on into the studio. Jeffery and I will go get set up." She left the reception room never once looking at Jeffery.

Jeffery and I went across the hall into the studio. I loaded film in a camera and set up the light system. I told Jeffery to have a seat behind me.

"Will she do it?" he asked.

"Don't know," I answered. "I think we have a good shot at her. Just be cool."

Dee came into the studio wearing a ratty old robe I kept in the dressing room.

When Dee first came to my studio she was a study in modesty, but it wasn't long before she was doing nudes for me. No one but her husband and I had ever witnessed her doing sexy modeling so I thought this would be the acid test.

"What do you have on under the robe?" I ask her, smiling.

She opened the robe and showed me a black one piece teddy. It really didn't show much but it was brief and I thought it was a good first step.

I snapped off a couple of shots and told her to go change.

"What now?" she asked.

"The black leather thong," I answered.

"What top?"

"No top," I said calmly. "Just the leather thong." She looked at me, for a moment, her eyes wide, then, picking up the robe, left with out comment.

She was back quickly. Changing from a teddy to just a thong doesn't take long.

I took her hand and put her in the center of the floor drop.

"Here, let me have the robe," I said. She froze, her hand on the belt. I think we both were aware that if she took off the robe and posed topless that she was going to get fucked. The seconds ticked by and then slowly she undid the belt and slipped off the robe.

I heard Jeffery's sharp intake of breath when he saw her breasts. She is only five feet tall but, she has wonderful tits. They are two of her finest physical attributes. Her tits look too large for her small frame. Every time I see them I'm impressed all over again.

There she stood, topless and red-faced. Dee had modeling for me a long time, but suddenly she appeared to have forgotten everything I had taught her. Even how to stand. I went back to my camera and snapped off a couple of shots just to get her comfortable. The training came back to her after a few shots and soon she was posing and getting into the shoot.

Each shot she became a bit more bold and I was getting some of the best shots I had ever gotten of her. She was cooking on all burners. I hated to stop it, but there was another agenda that needed attention. I put the camera down and seated myself on a stool next to Jeffery.

"Come here, honey," I said to Dee.

She approached me, her hips swaying and her bare breasts swinging. She stopped, almost touching me with her breasts. I took her in my arms and gave her a long searching kiss which she returned eagerly.

Breaking the kiss I whispered, "Big, black, hard cock. It's now or never. Do you want to get black fucked?" She moaned and I could feel her heart beating wildly. I kissed her again and then said, "Now go kiss our friend and kiss him good."

With only a slight hesitation she left my arms and went to Jeffery and stepped into his arms. They embraces for nearly five full minutes before I broke them up.

I had Dee go back in front of the lights and sit on a beach I had placed there.

"Jeffery take off your shirt and go set down behind her." I directed. He smiled and followed my directions.

I snapped a few more pictures of them in that position. "Now reach around and take her breasts in your hands." He did and I could see Dee's nipples grow even harder from where I was, several feet away.

For a while I just let then kiss and caress each other and I think they forgot all about me being there.

Soon Jeffery stood up and let Dee lay back on the bench. He caressed and nibbled on her nipples and then worked his way down her body to her moist pussy. The thong was only a minor

obstacle for him. The man could eat pussy! He had her coming in just a few minuets. As I have said, Dee is multi-orgasmic and that was the first of several dozen orgasms.

At some point I lost all of my photo professionalism. His black on her white was the most erotic thing I have ever seen. I was like a big-eyed boy in a candy store.

It wasn't long before the fucking started. He fucked her every way possible and started over again. Seeing his hard black cock going in and out of her pussy was something to witness. The contrast of black and white is beautiful. Dee was more vocal then I had ever heard her.

Jeffery fucked Dee for the next three hours almost constantly. I marvel to this day about the man's stamina. While they fucked and sucked each other, I was running around trying to find a place in the action. I have never been so turned on, before or since. I came twice. One time in her mouth as Jeffery fucked her doggy-style and another time when he was plowing her deep and hard. I came from just watching and listening to her cries of pleasure.

I ask her later how may times she came and she just laughed and said she lost count early in the proceedings.

Dee told me it was the best fucking she had ever had. Did that threaten me? No, not really. because she is my fuck buddy and my friend, I want her to have all the pleasure she can get.

Later, I asked Dee to tell me about it and how she felt about it and she got a dreamy look on her pretty face, "It was totally awesome. It was the greatest!," she said. "I loved it!"

"Were you scared at first?" I asked, "When I asked you to pose?"

"I was scared out of my wits," she laughed. "I knew what you were up to when I first saw Jeffery sitting in the office. I just knew."

She told me that when I told her to pose topless, she almost refused to do it. I ask her why she did do what I asked.

"I knew you wouldn't let anything bad happen to me," she said. "When can we do it again?"

"Real soon, Sweetie," I said hugging her. "How do you feel about a black gang-bang?"

Ha! There was that deer-in-the-headlight look again, but she didn't say no.

The End

(Check my profile to find out where my other e-books are located. This is mostly a true story. Of course the names have been changed and all that jazz, but the fact are based on something real. I think I should remind you, dear readers, that unsafe sex is stupid and possibly deadly. Have fun, but be careful. Shooter)