I really wanted to take some sexy pictures for my husband. He was working extra hours and had been gone a lot, so I wanted him to be able to enjoy me whenever he felt the urge. I bought some new lingerie and thought of a few poses. All that remained was to find someone to take these pictures for me.
My best friend is often cliché when this kind of task comes up. Yes, meeting a man wearing a trench coat, stilettos, and nothing else is cool; but it's been done before. I needed some fresh ideas. So, I asked my brother in law to take my pictures. I know it sounds like a bad plan already, but I only wanted sexy pictures, no porn.
He is a man-whore, so I know he can pick out sexy. That's what I needed, a man's opinion. We made a plan, and the next day when Matt went to work, his brother Morgan came over to help me. Matt is gone for 10-15 hours at a time, so I knew we had plenty of time to shoot pictures. I took the boring sheets off of our bed and replaced them with light pink satin sheets. Just enough color so I didn't look completely pale. I bought a new black bra and panty set with black thigh highs. I matched my old black stilettos by adding the same turquoise trim that the new bra set had on them. I fixed my hair and put my smoky eyes on; something about that smudgy dark look around big blue eyes drives most men crazy. I had everything in order when Morgan knocked.
I opened the door wearing a robe over my first outfit. Morgan came in and we walked back to my room and started getting ready. My new camera was set up on the tripod, the lights dimmed, and the satin bed linens ready to go. I told Morgan thank-you for helping me and he said it was no problem. He positioned himself behind the camera and started trying to focus and aim correctly. I sat on the bed and took my robe off.
I had forgotten how cold my room gets, so needless to say, my nipples were hard as rocks and you could see the points through my bra. Morgan laughed at me and said he needed a wide angle lens for my big hard nipples. I laid down facing away from Morgan so the first few pictures would be looking across my cheek, through my cleavage, and down the rest of my body. I arched my back and relaxed my face; trying to look as if I was lying there waiting for my husband to come home and ravish my body.
Morgan was coaching me through the first few shots, directions like, "chin up, eyes closed, back arched, tits up....." Everything was going pretty well.
Morgan told me that I should let the bra strap fall off of my shoulder. Then for the next one, I should sit up a little. We took a few sitting up, bra strap falling down; some I was looking down and some I had my neck exposed. I took one picture where my neck was bare and I was holding my hair up in a messy pile. Morgan said that one was hot. He said my neck and shoulder were sexy—that picture would make any man want to nibble on me.
I pretty much figured we had enough shots to come up with something I could work with. We were laughing and cutting up; taking pictures and clowning around. Then Morgan said, "I really want you to take some more pictures. If I set up the pose, will you let me take some more shots?" Sure why not, I thought.
Morgan said, "Take your bra off and put your back to me. Now, get on your knees and lean onto the head board." I took my bra off and leaned up. Then he said, "Turn your body just enough where I can see the curve of your tit." I turned slightly to the right. My bare back was exposed down to the beginning curve of my hips. The satin sheet was draped around the lower part of my ass. It was just a great shot of my curvy profile.
"That's it right there, awesome, I can't see any nipple, just the outer curve of those huge tits. This is fucking hot. God, you're delicious!" He was making me feel so sexy! Was this wrong? We weren't touching. I was getting aroused just by knowing he thought I looked sexy.
I turned around and asked him if he wanted to take some from the front with no bra on. "Hell yeah, you're fucking unbelievable. But I still get to pose you. Stay on your knees, put your arms over your head, look to your right and close your eyes; wow, you look like you're fixing to get fucked." I drew in a deep breath when he said "fucked."
I reached over my head and put my wrists together like I was tied there. That made my back arch again and my plump tits poke out. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine Matt fixing to devour my body. I felt Morgan's breath on my cheek. He growled into my ear "I would completely eat you alive."
I started to pull away and he said, "Keep your eyes closed." His warm words landed on my neck and I felt him get closer to my half-naked body. He was close, dangerously close. I could feel myself getting wet even though I shouldn't be enjoying this. I felt his hands touching my arms and then I realize that he is tying my wrists to the bedpost with one of Matt's silk ties.
"There that should keep you there," he said. I heard the camera snapping pictures again. "Yeah, that's it...now make it look like you're struggling to get loose." I pulled against the tie and my arm muscles tightened, making my tits jiggle up and down. "Hell yeah, make those tits bounce for me." Morgan came closer and took close up pictures of my nipples.
He set the camera down and cupped my breasts. "God your tits are beautiful," he said as he rubbed his thumbs across my nipples. He picked the camera back up and snapped a picture of his fingers pulling at one of my erect nipples. I told him that he was not supposed to be doing this to me and had no right to touch my body. He set the camera down again.
His hands gripped my breasts tightly and then I felt his mouth close over one nipple. I gasped when I felt his lips on my body. This was wrong! I should be protesting much more. But I lost all rational thought when he sucked my nipple into his hot mouth. I was already moaning and almost panting. He switched nipples to begin his torture on the second one. He shoved my tits together and sucked on both nipples at once. He sucked hard, then let go, then pinched my nipples between his teeth. I exploded right then. I was moaning and twitching; and I squirted my juices everywhere.
"Holy shit, you're a squirter? I'm going have to fuck you now. I gotta feel you squirt on my cock like that. But first I want to taste that cunt of yours." His words were making my pussy tingle all over again, I didn't know if I could handle coming like that again.
He left my hands tied and slid my wet panties off. "I bet these taste wonderful," he said. Then he rubbed my dripping panties across his lips and sucked my wetness out of them. He spread my legs wide open so he could slide two fingers inside my contracting cunt. His fingers filled my hole and he began to pound me roughly with them. I felt his mouth on my tits again and it was only seconds before I felt another orgasm building.
Morgan could feel it too, because he said, "oh no, not yet, I'm gonna torture you for a while." I was begging him to let me cum and pulling harder against my restraint. He opened my legs even wider to put a pillow beneath me. He slid his face under my pussy; the pillow raised him up perfectly. He slowly slid his tongue inside my pussy lips and kissed my labia. His mouth was so warm and soft; it was amazing. Using his thumbs, he opened my cunt and began to lick my juices.
He sucked and nibbled my clit and slid his hands around to my ass cheeks. I could feel him pull my ass and pussy down onto his face. He ground my wetness on his face and he was moving his head back and forth trying to lick everywhere at once. He was smothering himself in my cunt and ass. Morgan would force me down onto his face and hold me there for what seemed like forever; I was worried he would pass out! Then lifted me up and opened my ass cheeks. I almost fainted when his tongue tickled my asshole and then darted into my ass. I was trembling; two fingers in my pussy, thumb massaging my clit, and his tongue in my ass; this might be more than I can handle.
I screamed out and started pumping my hips up and down on his face. I had one hell of an orgasm; he pulled his tongue from my ass just in time to catch my cum as it squirted onto his face. "Oh yeah, that's it, cum on me, you slut!" He reached up and pinched my clit which made me cum more and twitch all over. I was coming hard so my body continued to gush on Morgan's face.
At that point I was riding his face as hard as I could. He was saying, "Yeah baby, cum on me, what a good little slut...fuck my face, you whore!" He was pinching my clit hard causing me to moan loudly and continue pounding his face with my pussy. "Fuck my mouth, bitch, fuck it hard." I sat down on him and slid my wet pussy and ass across his face. He really enjoyed me rocking my pelvis forward and back on his face; I could even feel his nose inside my pussy lips.
I squeezed his head between my legs and rubbed my ass side to side on his mouth. He finally had enough and lifted me off his face. His whole head was wet from my pussy juice.
He untied my arms from the bed post, but then grabbed another tie. I was too tired to fight him; he could use me as his fucktoy. He tied each wrist to each ankle and bent me over doggie-style. He let go and I fell over onto my left shoulder and my face. My ass and pussy were up in the air, exposed to his treatments. He got the camera and I started to object. He smacked my ass with the leather camera-bag strap. I jumped and yelled "owww!"
He said, "You don't get an opinion, bitch. If I want to take a picture of your used-up pussy I will!" He let the strap land across my ass again. "Did that hurt slut? I like to hear you whimper in pain, say it again." He folded the strap in half and popped my pussy lips a few times. The sting felt good on my labia.
Apparently, I didn't follow directions and Morgan was displeased with me, "Say it again, whore!" He emphasized the word "whore" with another smack to my pussy.
"Oww," I said, "please don't!"
Morgan replied, "Don't what, you slut? Don't what? Spank your cunt? You like that, you whore. If I don't spank you, then I get to punish you another way."
I tried to get his attention, "Please, don't spank my pussy lips, I will do anything if you will not spank my pussy again."
