Real Life Story Photographer
The Photographer
The Story
As he switched the equipment on, he said Now just relax and everything will
be fine. He returned to the table and picked up her purse. I'll just put
this away. He placed it close to her coat in the corridor. When he
returned she sat in the same spot, stiff as a board. He sighed silently,
realizing this wasn't going to be easy for her. He walked over to her.
Lisa, please believe me. It's quite easy to do, and it's not dangerous in
any way. Remember, you get to see the pictures after they're done. He sat
on the couch beside her, and he could almost feel her discomfort physically.
He took hold of her hand. She gave a little start, then looked at him. Can
I ask you a personal question, Lisa? She nodded slowly, her eyes wide.
Have you...have you ever had sex? She kept staring at him as if he had
told her that her father was dead. Then, after a while, she almost whispered
Yes. But....it was a long time ago. He gave her hand a little squeeze.
Ok, Lisa. Do you....play with yourself sometimes? She blushed strongly all
over, and her eyes locked on the floor. Again, he lifted her chin carefully
and looked her in the eyes. It's nothing to be ashamed of, Lisa. I can
tell you, I know a lot of women that do and even more men that do. I do it
myself. See? I'm not ashamed. It's only natural, and it's not because I
want to mock you. I won't think of you as a whore, just because you
masturbate.
It's a good way to explore one's sexuality. Will you tell me?
She closed her eyes a moment, then nodded. Good, Lisa. You know, this
makes it a lot easier. All you have to do, is what you usually do. Maybe
more, if you feel up to it. She sat totally still, so he decided to make
the first move. He reached out and started slowly unbuttoning her shirt from
the top. Do you play with your breasts sometimes? She blushed again, then
nodded slowly. He smiled at her as he pulled her shirt open. His breathing
almost stopped as he realized she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were
even bigger than he'd imagined, and they were outstandingly beautiful. Her
face was that of a little girl caught doing naughty things, and her
breathing was quick. He realized that this was probably the most innocent,
shy girl he had ever met - and the most beautiful as well. Her breasts
forgotten for a moment, he took gently hold of her chin again and forced her
to look at him. Lisa, do you know that you have the most beautiful breasts
that I have ever seen? And as she turned her face away, he continued and
the prettiest face... He took her hands. Look, if you take hold of your
shirt...here...and here..., then hold it open wide for me. Can you do
that? Slowly, she complied and did as he asked. Good Lisa, you're doing
fine. Quickly, he returned to the camera. Now, look at me. She did, and
made a phoney smile. Don't smile, Lisa, you don't want to.
Just think about
giving yourself a good time. Hold your shirt and just look at me. That's
it. The look in her eyes was serious, a little hint of fear in them. But
she held it wide open, her large breasts spilling out in the most wonderful
manner. He flashed quickly. Her aureolae were large, about 2 inches in
diameter, and pink with almost disappearing nubs in the center - the
prettiest, most well-shaped pair of boobs he had seen for a long time - and
he saw plenty. Good, Lisa, very good. Lean a little back on the couch -
relax, lose the tension, make yourself comfortable. She leaned back and
rested on the pillows. Half-sitting, half-lying, she once again pulled her
shirt open for him, and he shot some more pictures, the umbrellas flashing
each time. Good. Now, Lisa, I want you to touch your breasts. Can you do
that? Even from this distance he could see her blush again. Could you make
your hands flat and place them high on your chest?, he asked. She did, and
he hit the button again. This time her eyes were downcast, and her face
turned to aside. Very good, Lisa. Very good. You have the loveliest breasts
I have ever seen in my life, seriously, you have. She looked at him with
her magnificent eyes, and he flashed again. See? It isn't that hard, is
it? She slowly shook her head, but didn't seem certain yet. Here is this
magnificent girl, probably the most beautiful girl to walk the earth this
side of the alps, and she behaves like a schoolgirl at the headmaster's
office, he said to himself.
Lisa, he called. She slowly turned to look at
him. You're beautiful. Do you know that? You are the prettiest girl of all
I've seen, and I've seen a lot. Please believe me, because I mean it. You
really are very beautiful, and I think you should know that. Her brows
raised a bit, and the serious look in her eyes searched his. Boy, was she
beautiful. Lisa...Can I ask you to take off your panties?, he asked. This
time it seemed she didn't even hear him, she seemed completely lost in his
eyes; only after a while she slowly complied. He could see that her panties
were white, lacy ones as she pulled them down her thighs. Good. Now give
them to me, I'll hold them for you. He took them from her hand and put
them in her purse. Take these boots on. He handed her a pair of leather
boots, covering her legs to the knees as she donned them. Fine. Now sit
back on the couch again. Yes, that's right. Now, with your left hand, cup
your right breast, lift it a bit. Good. With your right hand, take hold of
your skirt and slowly lift it up. She blushed violently. Come on, Lisa, I
have to see your pussy. Her face reddened even more, but finally she took
hold of her skirt and started pulling. Good girl! He flashed like mad as
she lifted her dress up. Great, Lisa. Keep pulling. Great! He almost
stopped shooting as her skirt passed her hips. He was staring at what
simply had to be the prettiest pussy on earth. Her curly, golden pubic hairs
covered the slit, and the rounded triangle looked so soft that he would bet
it felt smoother than silk.
Oh Lisa, it's beautiful! He zoomed in on it
and hit the trigger again. Please spread your legs so I can get a full
view. Very slowly, she parted her well-shaped legs, giving him a perfect
view of her beautiful womanhood. He picked up a camera from a shelf behind
him, wound it, connected it to the flashes and moved to the side of the
room. She raised her head, looking up at him. There was shame and fear in
her eyes, and he felt a stab inside him. He put the camera on a table and
knelt beside her on the couch. Lisa, don't be afraid. It's alright. Do you
know how beautiful you look as you lie there? Your mother probably told you
how bad it is to show yourself to a man, didn't she? Lisa could only nod.
Well, what if I told you, that by doing this, you're giving me the
experience of my life? That there is nothing I want more than to just look
at you, when you're like this? He softly stroked her hair as he spoke.
Actually, this was a lie. There was one thing he'd rather do, but he
couldn't have that. The girl was feeling uncomfortable enough as it was.
Please relax, Lisa. Let me help you. He gently took hold of her shoulders
and started massaging them slowly. Lisa sighed and closed her eyes as he
slowly molded her tight muscles, relaxing her. His hands moved lower and
lower, and suddenly she felt his hands on her breasts. Her eyes snapped open
in surprise. Easy, Lisa. I'm just trying to help you relax and let go.
You
have to lose your inhibitions if this is going to work. She sighed, as his
hands slowly massaged her big, firm breasts. Her flesh was incredibly soft
to touch, and her breasts filled his hands beyond capacity. As he stroked
them gently, he felt her muscles untighten, and her breathing became normal,
almost slow. After doing this for a while, he reluctantly let go with one
hand to let it slip over her belly and down to her abdomen. As his fingers
reached her pussy, she moved slightly, but this time she only sighed
faintly. Her pussy hair was even softer than he had imagined. He was barely
able to feel it at all, as his hand carefully parted them in search of her
slit. He found it quickly and held the hairs back. Her love lips were fitted
tight together, pouting slightly, their colour slightly darker than her
nipples. You have a beautiful pussy, Lisa, he mumbled as he attached his
tongue to her sex. He slowly started licking along her lips, up and down in
soft, but firm strokes. At first, he used the tip of his tongue, then he
brushed her lips with all of it. She sighed again, and he started licking at
her little clit, which was hiding at the top of her tight slit. She shivered
lightly as he flicked her love button, and he felt a drop of her juices
leaking into his mouth. He knew she was ready now, and stood. She slowly
opened his eyes and looked up at him with an expression he couldn't quite
define.
I'm sorry, he said. I didn't mean to rape you, but I had to make
you loosen up a bit. Are you mad at me? She looked at him dazily, then
parted her lips. No... Good! He smiled and stepped back to the camera
he had left on the table. As he picked it up, he said Could you do for me
what you usually do when you're alone at home and excited? She didn't
answer, but her left hand began massaging her right breast with soft
motions, and soon she slipped her right hand down to her pussy, where she
began stroking her lips. He tip-toed around, trying not to spoil her mood
and catch some close-ups at the same time. Her lips slowly parted, and she
sighed again. Her fingers now went for the clit, as her other hand started
pulling on her erecting nipple. He had finally succeeded in making her drop
her inhibitions! He couldn't believe his luck, as he crawled silently
towards her and took a shot from under the table. He had never touched one
of his girls before, but he hadn't been able to resist. She was so beautiful
and completely unspoiled, that he couldn't help himself. What was really
funny, he thought, was that he had never liked licking pussy very much. His
last girlfriend, with whom he had broke up as she became jealous of his work
and the fact that he worked with naked girls all day long, had liked to have
her pussy licked, and because he had loved her highly, he had done it. She
was still his friend he believed, at least he was still hers, she just
couldn't take the uncertainty.
Did he touch all these girls, did he sleep
with them? The fact was, he didn't, but he could understand it from her
viewpoint. But sex with her hadn't been as great as when he just seconds ago
had licked this girl's tender, innocent pussy. This was when he realized
that he was in love with her. He enjoyed giving her pleasure. He also had
with his ex-girlfriend, but on a totally different level. They were never
more than friends, it seemed. Or maybe it was because he hadn't had a
girlfriend for nearly a year now and he was just horny. He made the mental
equivalent of a shrug and shot another picture of her magnificent body from
between her legs. Her eyes were closed, and she were mumbling incoherently
as she fondled her breasts and rubbed her slit, her head turning from side
to side. Back at the mounted camera, he took some more shots, zooming in on
her face and breasts. Now she had caught her clit between her index and
middle finger and stroked it softly. She was doing marvellous, acting as
natural as he could ever want. Afraid of breaking the mood, he silently
approached her and slowly removed her shirt and skirt, leaving her in black
stockings and matching garterbelt. She resumed her masturbating as soon as
the clothes were out of the way. He took some more pictures, then went back
and carefully spread her legs some more. His touch on her legs made her
moan. She seemed really excited now, and she began slowly undulating her
hips as she played with herself.
Finally came the moment he had hoped for,
when she let go of her breasts and began penetrating her pussy with a
finger. He marveled at her soft, tender movements and as he took some more
photos, he could hear faint squishing sounds. Her finger was shining wet
with her own juices as she slowly pumped it in and out her pussy, and her
clit was clearly swollen, now protruding a bit. Her nipples were erect, her
breasts engorged and her breathing heavy. All the time, Adam had been
taking pictures, and as he used the last picture on the film, he realized he
had used up all the films he had prepared. He must have taken about 500
pictures! He looked at his clock; it was 12 o'clock, she had been there
since 9 am. A quiet moan snapped him out of his chain of thoughts, and he
looked at the girl on the couch. She had raised her head and was looking him
straight in the eye, something she hadn't dared to do more than twice
before. This time, he understood the expression in her lovely, deep green
eyes. He dropped the camera, lost in her eyes. He stepped over to her and
knelt beside her, taking her head gently in his hands. She searched his eyes
for any signs of emotion, and he felt his love for her swell inside him as
he looked at her angelic face. He couldn't resist anymore, but locked his
lips on hers, closing his eyes as he did. She tasted just as sweet as she
looked, and her lips parted responsively. He slowly pushed his tongue into
her mouth and started exploring, as he held her shoulders.
She threw her
arms around him and hugged him tight, and he felt lighter than air as her
tongue began teasing his, her breasts mashed against his torso in the most
lovely manner. He stopped kissing her for a second to look in her eyes,
then said I love you! in a warm voice, and kissed her again. In her eyes
were now the expression he had been looking for all along, the look that
said she felt safe and happy, the trusting, tender look that meant love. He
hugged her, kissing her neck and burying his hands in her golden locks,
taking in her smell. She wasn't using perfume, but her body smell was far
better than any perfume, and he kissed her again and again. Then she gave
him that smile again, that made him feel warm right down to his toes, and he
smiled back, then began to move downwards. He kissed and sucked her nipples
lovingly as he reached them, fondling them as he did. He looked down at this
magnificent creature, her perfect body covered with a thin film of sweat,
and his heart throbbed. His cock was trying to burst his pants, as he bent
over and laved her nipples again. She shivered slightly and sighed deeply as
he tried to devour her breasts by taking as much as possible of them into
his mouth, but he could only have one third of them inside. Having coated
her aureolae with saliva, he moved further down, sticking his tongue in her
navel as he passed by, to finally reach her pussy. Without further delay, he
thrust his tongue inside her, making her body shudder.
He slid it quickly in
and out, pinching her clitoris softly. She moaned again as he began licking
her clit with the tip of his tongue. Ohh!, she exclaimed as he clamped
down his lips around it and started swatting it with his tongue. Ohhh...Ohh
yesss... He felt her hands take hold of his head, but she didn't force any
pressure on him. He complied with her silent wish and shoved his face deeper
into her pussy. She gasped, and he started slapping her clit quickly. He
then penetrated her gently with his index finger. She began undulating her
hips again as he began pumping it in her, and he added his middle finger.
Ohhh...Adam, I love you...that feels _soo_ good...aaahh..., she breathed.
He smiled as widely as he was able, then added his ring finger to his pussy
pumping and began sucking her clit. Ohh.....oohh, Adam, it's.....it's like
I'm going....going to.....it's...it's...it's coming now....I....AAAAHHH! She
yelled loudly, and her whole body shook violently as her cunt began spasming
periodically around his hand. He locked his lips tight around her throbbing
clit as she thrashed in a violent orgasm. She clamped her hands tightly
around her tits and lifted them to her mouth to lick her own nipples while
she panted heavily, and Adam began penetrating her with his tongue again.
Her juices flowed in rich amount, and he lapped her pussy with eagerness,
drinking her love potion with vigor. She bit her nipples lightly, one at the
time, and moaned as her orgasm slowly faded.
Then her hands fell powerless
down by her side, her eyes closed. The only sound that could be heard in the
room was her hurried breathing. Adam slowly rose to lie down beside her on
the couch. She cuddled next to him, then opened her eyes. As they looked
each other in the eye, she said Adam...? Yes, Lisa? Thank you. Her
voice was low, but warm, and the look in her eyes genuine. He stared at her
for a second, then hugged her close. He laughed happily and said Oh, I love
you, Lisa. I love you, and she laughed with him. Then suddenly, the
laughing stopped as her face turned serious. He felt her hands on his chest,
gently pushing him down into a lying position. He didn't struggle, curious
to see what she was up to. She bent over him and unzipped his pants. Since
he wasn't wearing any underwear, his rigid cock sprang to attention, finding
its way out through the hole. It was about five inches long and very veiny.
Adam moaned as Lisa's fingers started ever so gently to retract his
foreskin. Slowly, it slid back over his swollen dickhead, which was dark-red
and very sensitive-looking, and fell into place behind it. He parted his
lips as he saw her arrange herself beside him, her face near his crotch. She
closed in on his turgid prick, and as her tongue shot out and carefully slid
up the length of his rod, carressing the glans, Adam gave a start. Oh
Lisa, he breathed as she continued flitting her tongue tentatively on his
cock.
You don't have to do this. She lifted her head and stared at him.
The stern look in her eyes urged him to be silent, saying But I *want* to do
this. She began licking his cock again, now taking a gentle, but firm hold
of it. He could feel his cock grow even larger as her tongue gently
carressed it, sweeping over his flared dickhead and coating it with saliva.
His eyes flung open as she put it in her mouth. He looked astounded upon the
beautiful girl, now gently sucking on his cock. It felt too good for him to
believe. He could remember, that his girlfriend in high school had licked him
a few times, and it had been really great. But this was totally incredible!
The warm, soft cavity of her sweet mouth felt like satin, gently carressing
his cock in the most exquisite manner. Her face seemed more angelic to him
than ever, as she lay there with her eyes closed, frowning in concentration
as she just held still with her lips tightly fitting around his engorged
cock. He felt like he just wanted to lay there forever, enjoying this
incredible feeling. So he did. Then, after a while, she began moving. Ever
so slowly at first, and increasing speed just as slowly. Her lips, tightly
fitted around his cock shaft, slid rhythmically up and down his cock. Adam
felt honored that she wanted to do that to him. He had always thought that
women hated to do this sort of thing, but yet she was doing it without any
urging on his part.
Her mouth was moving faster now on his hard cock, and he
felt twinges of lust and pleasure rip trough him. He realized, that if she
kept it up, he was going to shoot in her mouth any time now. This was when
she started sweeping her tongue over his glans. He moaned, and before he
could do anything, he heard himself yell as his cock jumped wildly. Lisa was
stroking his dickhead with her tongue, as she suddenly felt his cock
jerking. Suddenly her mouth was filled with cum. He shouted as he began
humping his swollen prick wildly between her soft lips, shooting his sticky
cum into her mouth in sudden, uncontrolled spurts. He held her head firmly in
his hands and fucked her in the mouth as his cock exploded inside her. Large
gobs coated her tongue, the insides of her cheeks and shot down her throat,
making her choke slightly. She gulped quickly, as his orgasm reached its
peak and threatened to flood her mouth. Then it was over. He kept pumping
his pounding cock into her mouth, filled with his own cum and her saliva. It
felt so incredibly good, that he was not sure it was really happening. Then
he opened his eyes and realized what he had done. Quickly, he pulled himself
out of her mouth and leveled with her face. Her eyes were closed as he took
her face gently in his hands and said Oh Lisa, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to
be so violent, please...I'm sorry. She opened her eyes and looked at him,
then hugged him close, burying her face at his shoulder.
After a while, she
said It's ok, it's just the first time I tried, and I was a little scared.
I can understand that. But you didn't have to do it. I didn't want you
to.. I wanted to. It's just like being photographed. If you don't try,
you'll never find out if you like it. And I liked both. He looked into her
eyes again and felt completely lost. Oh...You're the sweetest girl I ever
met, Lisa, and that's true. Nobody ever did what you just did for me. Her
eyes went wide. And it was the greatest thrill in my life. Please forgive
me for losing control, I was so totally caught up in my feelings that I...I
raped you. Oh no! Don't say that! I also wanted to... She blushed again,
and as if he had read her mind, he said You wanted to do the same when I
was licking you? She nodded, her eyes downcast. But why didn't you? I can
take it, I would have loved it, in fact! She smiled shyly to him. Again he
felt her eyes suck him in. What she did to him with those eyes was beyond
his comprehension. He knew that he loved it when she looked at him that way
- and that he loved her. He bent his head for a kiss, parting his lips. He
gently slid his tongue into her mouth, tasting his own fluids. As he broke
the kiss, he asked Do you think it tastes bad? Do you? He smiled. No,
not as bad as I thought it would be. I hope you're not cross with me for
forcing you to take it. I've told you, I wanted to. Never mind, kiss me.
He kissed her deeply, trying to make her feel his love.
She responded
eagerly in any case, and he hugged her close.