As
I lit the last of the candles, she walked slowly out onto the set.
I know I must have been trippin cuz I swear time itself started
moving in slow motion. Every step had a sensual nature about it.
The movement of the white satin robe contrasting against her dark
chocolatey skin was like foamy ocean waves gently washing over the
midnight shore, and I wondered what mysteries were hidden beneath.
Whew...
I deeply exhaled shake myself out of this lustful trance. I had
a job to do. I was here to photograph this beautiful specimen, not
stand gawking at her, although that's all I wanted to do.
Her
voice brought me back to reality, "Where do you want me at?"
"Pressed
tightly against me," I thought to myself. I resisted that urge
though and said, "How bout you just set yourself up on the
bed there."
Now
this was no ordinary bedroom scene. I designed it myself. It was
an image straight out of a fantasy. A round, feather soft bed layered
in flowing satin sheets. Woven silk hung from the tall wrought iron
bed frame. Surrounding the bed were pedestals with several candles
providing a warm, comfortable glow. The scene itself sent the senses
into a lustful submission, blocking out all distractions and focusing
on one thing – that one object that you crave and desire. That one
element was gracefully sitting down on the edge of the bed, completing
this perfect scene. As I positioned myself behind my camera she
slid her robe off revealing more of her bare, lustrous skin accented
by edges of lace concealing her treasures of temptation below. I
exhaled deeply and put my eye to the camera and began to focus my
shot.
"Just
be natural, hun," I told her. "Feel the mood and let it
flow."
She
started to move and pose and I started snapping pictures. However,
I wasn't prepared for the sight I was about to witness. The display
before me was artful; a sexy interpretive dance. Her movements were
so graceful and seductive, enslaving my visual cortex. Poetic motion
so captivating, simply intoxicating; overwhelming my senses and
literally getting me high off the beauty of it all. In my daze,
I didn't realize I had stopped taking pictures. She was looking
at me questioningly.
"I'm
sorry... I just want to change angles," I lied. I repositioned
my camera, set focus, and continued taking pictures. However, I
got drawn into the moment once again. I managed to continue, until
she reached behind her back, unclasping her lacy bra, sliding it
down inch by inch with each shot, revealing more of her heavenly
landscape. As my eyes fell upon her exquisitely sculpted form, I
felt the blood rush from my head and my heart rate increased. I
had never witnessed such a perfect figure in all my years. After
a moment, I realized I stopped taking pictures again and my jaw
was hanging open. As I realized what was happening, I quickly closed
my mouth and noticed the female laying on the bed six feet in front
of me. Coyly, lying on her stomach, legs dangling in the air, head
propped on her hand smirking at me. Her smile was strangely inviting
and captured my gaze. I couldn't help but smile back.
"Why'd
you stop?" she asked me.
"I
don't know...something distracted me," I replied.
"And
what might that something be?" she asked.
"You,"
I said without hesitation.
She
giggled and paused for a second. Then she extended her finger and
started to beckon me to come over. I hesitated, knowing that if
I stepped from behind the camera, I would be crossing the line between
business and pleasure, but frankly I didn't give a damn. It was
just me and her, and I wasn't going to miss the opportunity to experience
the chemistry that was obviously radiating between us. I stepped
from behind the camera and slowly walked over and sat down next
to her on the bed. She looked up and smiled at me...damn, it was
so easy to get lost in her eyes. I saw the flame of the candles
dancing in her eyes, hypnotizing me into surrender. I had to look
away. She giggled again.
"Oh,
you think I'm funny do you?" I asked.
"Yea,
I do," she said.
"Well,
let me show you how funny I am," I said as I started to tickle
her sides. She started shaking and laughing uncontrollably. I thought
it was a great excuse for me to feel her beautiful skin, but she
pleaded for me to stop, but I didn't want to let go of her soft
skin. Instead, I turned my tickle into a massage and began to sensually
rub down her bare shoulders and back. I firmly, but gently, ran
my fingers up and down her skin rubbing and caressing every inch
of skin from her neck to the lacy edge of her thong. I moved in
close as I stroked the tender muscles in her shoulders and was drowned
in her intoxicating fragrance.
She
must've sensed my presence over her shoulder, because without a
word, she turned over, grabbed my collar, and pulled me down into
a deep, suffocating embrace. I was immersed in her very essence.
It was almost dizzying. She was more aggressive than I originally
thought, and I was enjoying every minute of it, but I had to come
up for air before I slipped into an unconscious state. As my lips
parted from hers, I sat up and took a breath. She was leaned back
smirking at me.
"Do
I amuse you?" I asked.
"Mmm...you
sure do," she seductively answered as she reached for my belt.
My
mouth opened to say something in my amazement, but no words came
out and I surely didn't resist.
"Nothing
wrong with mixing a little business and pleasure," I thought
to myself as she slid my pants down taking my boxers with them.
Before I could make another move, she pulled my shirt off too, and
then pushed me down on my back pinning my arms to the bed. She started
kissing down my chest, as she reached my waistline an enticing shiver
ran through my body. She paused for a minute and tilted her eyes
up at me with that smirk again. Then she lowered her head and took
me whole within the warm recesses of her mouth. My breathing stopped
as she circled my stiff erection with her agile tongue. I slipped
into a sexual daze as her mouth stroked me up and down. Her tongue
tickled and teased the length of my shaft and her lips suckled on
the tip like a lollipop. I felt her slow down and come to a stop
with one final kiss on the tip, and I started to sit up, but she
placed her hand on my chest and gently pushed me back down.
"Oh,
no you don't. I'm not done with you yet," she slyly said as
she slipped her thong off and straddled me on the bed. I could feel
her warm juices dripping onto my penis, beckoning me to enter, teasing
me, making me want it that much more. And she wasn't going to make
me wait any longer, as she took hold of my penis, placing the head
at the gateway to her pussy. She began stroking her swollen labia
with my dick. Feeling the anxious throbbing in her hand, she decided
I had suffered enough and slowly slid my thick shaft inside of her
wet tunnel of love. A look of intense pleasure crossed her face
as she gasped loudly. My heart skipped a beat as I felt her tight
walls firmly squeezing me. That moment felt like a blissful eternity,
but then she slowly started to slide up and down on my pole. I could
feel her muscles contracting sporadically, gripping and tugging
at my sexual tool, yearning to pull in each inch. She found a comfortable
rhythm and start to bounce up and down on my lap, hot skin slapping
against each other blending with the sounds of heavy breathing and
gentle moaning with the occasional scream to break the pattern.
I grabbed onto her firm, tight ass to bring her down harder onto
my dick pushing it deeper inside of her, tantalizing her g-spot.
As
she started riding me faster, her nails dug into the flesh of my
chest and her screams became more frequent and passion-filled. I
wanted to be drowned in her scent again. I sat up and began nursing
her perfectly-shaped breasts with my lips and tongue, while rocking
in perfect rhythm with her. Our perspiring bodies were pressed tightly
against each other tingling in pleasure. I could feel her vagina
walls start to twitch and squeeze letting me know she was almost
ready to burst, as was I. I gripped her ass once more and began
to pull her on me tighter, faster, harder. Her screams blended with
my moans as we both peaked at the same time juices flowing down
our pelvic regions, heated passion soaking the bed. But it felt
so good, that we just kept going. Ahh, her muscles tightened around
me again as her mouth opened wide and then fell into a smile as
we slowed to a stop and just sat there staring into each other's
eyes struggling for air. Then she just fell forward on top of me
and she laid there on my heaving chest smiling at me. I tilted my
mouth up and gave her a soft, deep kiss.
"Mmm...just
hold this pose," I said.
"Oh,
I'll hold this one for as long as you want," she replied. |