I was on a shoot in Southern France (a big deal, for a once well-known Lads mag in the late 90s) and we’d retired to a bar for the evening. When Shelly walked in, I could hardly believe my eyes. She was a local girl, doing some PA work during the summer, but pretty enough that we’d got her for some background work in the shots we were doing. I don’t think anyone had realised how good looking she was though. She was wearing a backless short black dress that only goes down to about mid thigh. Her legs are well tanned and her little black shoes make her calves look even better. Since she and I had spoken earlier, she comes over and I buy her a drink and she makes small-talk and I get a bit daring. I put my hand on her thigh.
Shelly looked down and smiled, putting her hand over mine to move it higher. The lights are low, so nobody can really see what’s going on, so I slide my hand further. I feel something moist and realise she isn’t wearing panties! I look at her in the gloom, she leans in and says “Let’s go somewhere.”
Shelly had a car and we had a quick, deep kiss before we got in and drove over to my hotel. All the while, I have my hands up her dress and she finally swats them away as we stop at a red light and a cop car cruises by. Once we get to the hotel, we race up to my room.
I get Shelly to sit on the bed and she slowly pulls one leg up and gently takes off her shoe. I trail my fingers up her thighs and back down the other leg to do the same thing.
I kneel down in front of her and she stands up, so I slide my hands under her skirt and caress her arse and hips, keeping away from her cunt. I look up, her nipples are clearly visible through the fabric of the dress so I reach up and teak them. She lets out a low moan and pulls her dress up and over her head. Her cunt is bare, with a little landing strip of hair above it. It’s shining, she’s so slick.
She laid down again, spreading her legs a little and I lean over her, kissing her belly and she unzips my shorts and puts her hand in. It’s cold and makes me shiver, which makes her laugh. I pull my shorts and boxers off as she hotches forward on the bed and then, looking me in the eyes, she puts my entire cock in her mouth.
I am still leaning over her, so I can’t do much more than make sure I don’t drop down. She’s doing things with her tongue that I’d never felt before and then she starts to caress my balls, gently.
“Be careful,” I warned her, “I’m going to go off like a cannon. I’ve been photographing nude women all day, I’m fucking ready.”
“We’re got all night,” she said and took my cock deep into her mouth again, stroking my balls and occasionally sneaking a finger between my arse-cheeks to play with my arsehole. I realise she knows what she’s doing, so I heft my weight and reach down, grabbing my camera-phone from my shorts pocket. She looks at me, raises her eyebrows.
“Do you mind if I get a picture?”
With my cock still almost in her throat, she shakes her head, intensifying her finger action on my balls.
I don’t think I can take much more and tell her so, but that just makes her seem to work harder. She bobs her head quicker, leaves one hand on my balls and the other on my arsehole and it’s only when I say I’m coming that she lets me go.
“My tits, please cum on my tits!"
How could I refuse. I leave over her chest as she begins to wank me off and it doesn’t take long until I’m spraying cum all over her beautiful tits. It takes a while for me to finish and she keeps wanking me all the time, until I’m literally shuddering with pleasure. Finally, she takes pity on me and stops and I manage to get a shot of her before I flop down beside her on the bed.
She slowly, almost idly, rubs my cum into her tits and then takes my hands and slides it between her legs.
“My turn,” she says and my fingers sink into her sodden cunt.
What a night!
Quite possibly the hardest pic of the whole session to take!
