Model House

Oh my god, I thought as his kisses trailed down my neck to my collarbone.

"okay you... that's enough for now," I say gently pushing him back. "We came here to look at the models remember?"

I didn't give him a chance to answer before I opened the car door and got out.He gets out and begins to follow behind me.

"Are you sure we can just walk in? I mean don't they lock these things?" he asks catching up with me.

"They've always been open on weekends without an agent here," I reply "did you remember the camera?"

"Yep, you know I wouldn't forget this, especially if there's a chance I can get some shots of you in that outfit." he replied slapping me on the ass as he passed me to get a shot of the front of the model.

My boyfriend is studying to be a photographer and has been wanting to get me on camera in my super short black skirt and blue strapless top ever since I bought it. This would provide him the photo-op he wanted and me the pictures of a house to design around. These models are fully furnished and painted to show what you could do with them.

We walk through the front door and directly into it's living room. It's very warm and comfortably decorated with a fireplace and overstuffed furniture.

" Ooh, I could get used to this." he said pulling me against him and kissing me. I part my lips and kiss him back, feeling my entire body react. I run my fingers in his dark shoulder length hair and pull him deeper into the kiss. He breaks the kiss and adjusts himself a little.

"Go lay on you stomach in front of the fireplace." I do as he says and he takes a few shots of me pretending to sleep and look at a fire.

"Now arch your back and stick that sweet little ass of yours in the air." I look at him with my eyes widening. Doesn't he realize how short this skirt is?

"Don't worry, the great part about about digital cameras are that no one else can see the shots that I don't want them to." He replied giving me that sexy smile and searing look that always makes me melt. I position myself in the pose he wants. He can always make me feel sexy and comfortable with myself even away from the camera. he takes a few more pictures that can only be called "ass-shots".

We take a few more shots around the living room one, including me sitting on the couch spread eagle pretending to pleasure myself. He promised no one else would see that one, but that's not the only reason I did it. I was starting to get aroused and I wanted to give him a little hint of what I was feeling.

"Now this is what I call a kitchen." I exclaim as We move into the kitchen with the open dining room. I was admiring the stainless steel appliances and the deep red walls. I loved this kitchen. It had french doors and the dining room had a big window. I bend over to inspect the dishwasher. CLICK.

"Hey!" I exclaim, turning around." If I knew you were going to take a picture I would've posed for you."

"I liked the shot the way it was, it was a perfect shot of your ass." he laughed.

"But if you want to pose, why don't you get upon the counter?" I do as he says, kicking up my leg and bending it at the knee. "That's it, just like that"

We do a few more shots, then he tells me to face him again. Instead of taking another picture he walks over to me and kisses me. I wrap my legs around him and pull his lean, muscular body closer against mine. I tangle my fingers into his slightly wavy hair again. He reaches his hand up and begins massaging my breast. I feel myself getting wet., I start kissing him even harder. He moves his lips down to my neck, biting gently. He pulls my tube top down and takes my hardening nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pinching and twisting it until I moan out loud. I feel my body grow hot all over, my skin burning from his kisses and his touch. I think I'm going to explode when all of a sudden he stops completely.

"Okay, sugar tits, your break is over" he says and walks out of the room.

"What the hell!" I mumble to myself and I hop off the counter and jerk my shirt back up to its proper place. I really should have seen this coming. He loves teasing me like this every chance he gets; at the mall, at the movies, even at the grocery store! I stomp off in the direction he went to find out what he was planning now.

To my surprise I found him, not in the master bedroom but, in the master bathroom. I was stunned speechless at the absolute luxury of it. The greatest thing about it was the jacuzzi bathtub and a separate shower stall. The stall was a walk-in with glass tiles that made up the walls.

"Go get in the tub" he says as I turn my attention back to my boyfriend "Lean up on the side and face me" He tells me while setting up his camera for the next set of shots. "That's great, now pull your shirt down."

"You've got to be kidding me!" I say, just a little shocked, wasn't he afraid someone would walk in and see me.

"Don't worry your arms will cover you, plus I promise no one else will come in"

I giggle and pull my shirt down , revealing my breasts for the second time today. Being in front of him half naked was really arousing me and I could tell it was turning him on too. He took what seemed like fifty more shot, mostly for his private collection, each one more risque than the first.

We end up in the shower. It's big enough for two people. He's put the camera down and has me against the wall locked in a searing kiss. His body is pressed against mine, he's grinding his body on mine.

"Wait, Wait. What if somebody walk's in?" I ask, pushing back a little.

"Don't worry, baby, I took the liberty of locking the doors while you weren't paying attention." He says in a low voice with his super sexy smile. I pull him back to me and start kissing him again. He pulls my shirt down again and starts massaging my breasts again. I let out a breathy moan, I feel myself getting even wetter.

He runs his thumb over my nipple, He doesn't stop there, he moves his mouth down and sucks on my other nipple. I let out another moan. I feel the heat building up in my core. I need him so much right now. I grab his hair and pull him back to a standing position.

"Don't move" I whisper in his ear.

I drop down and unbutton his pants with my teeth. I unzip them and pull out his completely hard cock. I lick from the base to his tip, looking up to stare at him as I do so. I run my tongue clockwise around his head before I take him completely in my mouth. I suck on his tip for a few seconds then I release suction and deep throat him. I pull back half way then go all the way down again. I grab his hips and pull his dick all the way out of my mouth. I flick my tongue on his tip some more, looking up at him one more time as I do so. I feel my entire body heat up from the stare he's giving me. I pull on his hips to guide him back into my mouth, this time gagging when it hits the back of my throat.

I move my hand over to grip his shaft and begin stroking in rhythm to my sucking. I increase my speed, hitting my gag reflex a few more times, then pulling back and running my tongue around his head. I feel his body tense as I'm sucking, I want him to know how much I want him; I want him to fuck me; I want him to come in my mouth. I deep throat him one more time, sure I'm going to get him to come soon, when he stops me and raises me to my feet.

"What's your hurry?" he whispers licking and biting my neck. "When we're done here we can go home and start again. Don't worry that pretty little ass of yours"

He tweaks my nipple then he moves his lips down to my right breast and sucks it into his mouth. He pulls back, dragging his teeth, then flicks his tongue on the sensitive flesh caused by the friction. He continues moving south, planting kisses across my stomach, then moves up to bite and suck on my left nipple. He licks a trail up to my neck where he bites down and sucks until there is a deep red mark that will later turn purple.

The next thing I know he is turning me around to press me against the tile glass. He grabs my hands and raises them above my head and instructs me to hold the top of the stall. Then he trails his fingers gently down my arms and down my sides, tracing my curves and sending shivers down my spine.

"Now it's your turn to be still"

I feel his kisses continue to work their way down from my shoulder. He puts his hands between my thighs and makes me spread my legs. His fingers slide up inside me, making me gasp. He thrusts his fingers in and out a few times before moving his hands back to rest on my hips. He instructs me to arch my back and then he angles his head to the right degree. The next thing I feel is his tongue on my clit. My grip tightens on the stall and I take in another gasp as his mouth engulfs me, his tongue ring moving in circles around my clit and down to my pussy. My breath quickens, my heart is pounding against my chest. I feel the fire building in my core, threatening to consume my entire body with each flick of his tongue.

"Ooh my god baby!" I moan out. His fingers digging into my hips.

I want to rock my hips to go in rhythm with his licking and nibbling, but I'm pressed too far against the cold glass. He increases his speed and pressure, his grip tightening on my hips as my orgasm builds. I don't want to come yet. I want to feel him eating my pussy longer.

"Oh...baby stop...I'm gonna...I'm gonna..." but I don't get to finish the sentence because that ball of heat that had been building inside of me has exploded and is rocking itself though my body.

I'm not even through this orgasm when he spins me around. He presses me against the shower wall again, his hands gripping my ass. I lift my legs, wrap them around his waist and pull him closer. Just like that and he's inside of me. Wasting no time he begins thrusting, staring directly into my eyes as he does so. I feel another orgasm begin to build again. I wrap my arms tighter around him. I'm going to come again soon, and I want him to come with me this time. I dig my nails into his back through the shirt he's wearing. I couldn't even tell you what he's wearing. I bite down on his neck trying to hold the orgasm back until he is about to come, but it's building too fast.

He starts thrusting harder, penetrating deeper into me. I think he's going to thrust us through the glass.

"Oh yes...please...yes!" I moan out between breaths. His grip on my ass tightens to the point that I know there will be bruises in the shape of his fingers.I can't hold back much longer, the orgasm beginning to seep over the edge, then I hear him start to moan; he's about to come too.

"Yes Brandon...Brandon...Oh Brandon yes!" I all but scream out as the orgasm releases and pulses though my body again. At the same time I feel come and explode into me.

I can't move, I can't think. All I can do is feel him rest himself against me, pressing my back harder against the glass, panting heavily for air. I try to control my breathing as we feel the aftershocks coarse themselves throughout our bodies.

When I think I can walk again I untangle my arms and legs from him. He pushes himself back, pulling his cock out of me. We readjust our clothing and prepare to leave. When we get into the car he leans over and kisses me. It's a gentle, loving kiss.

"Have I told you today how much I love you?" he asks, barely moving his lips away from mine.

"You just showed me" I whisper, kissing him back. "Don't worry, when we get home I'm going to return the favor deeply" I say, pulling away from his lips and starting the car.