Getting the right model

BlackSnake

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* Just a story idea to see if it could be developed*

As soon as I laid eyes on her I knew I had to get her for a private photoshoot. I waited my turn and told her that I had a project with a five thousand dollar budget for the model if she was interested. I told her it was two days at the Grand Hotel. I added that it was explicit with full body contact. She said she got it that it was porn. She asked if there would be anyone else there. She asked if the sexual contact would just be between she and I and I confirmed that. She agreed confirming that it would be five grand cash. We had a deal. Told her that I would send a car for her.

I immediately book a suite at the Grand Hotel for two days. I went shopping for outfits using the information on her comp card. I called some contacts to see where I could sell some of the content I had intended to capture in my mind. I didn’t have a plan. I was developing it as I went.

By the time I got setup she was arriving at the hotel. She wore the same big smile she had on at the pool shoot.

I showed her around the suite and told her that we were going to utilize all of it. She approved the outfits I had got, then she said, let’s see it. So I took the brown envelope from my camera bag and stacked the cash on the counter. She said no, my cock. She said that if she was going to be acting with it then she needed to see it so she will know what she will be dealing with.

I was pretty confident in my junk, but I had shot guys with girls that had monster cocks so I leaned on the modest side. I pulled out my cock which had been getting hard since she walked in the suite.

She said wow squatting down in front of me. She stroked it slowly bring it to full erection. She said usually photographers who want to fuck models have tiny little peckers, but this is a cock that she would fuck for free on a daily basis. She added that no way she was about to turn down the money, and laughed.

She signed my model release from and let me get a copy of her ID. With the important stuff out off the way, she asked did I get alcohol and she pulled out a gallon of tequila and I opened the ice box showing her two gallons of the same brand with mixers and chasers.

We laughed. She said that we should get naked, do some shots and fuck to get familiar with each other before we started shooting. Usually I’d shoot with a model as see if she was still interested in doing the photos we discussed. Most of the times would offer excuses which is fine, but then I would only pay them their regular rate for the shots they posed for. It in the contract.

She was dictating the shoot and since she was stroking my cock while we did shots, I felt no need to change anything. I did have the presence of mind to turn on the cinema camera with auto focus and follow as soon as she walked in.

She had me to go down on her first, luckily she did cum. She sucked me fully hard again then had me to fuck her doggie style then she rode me until she was fully satisfied. I still had a hard. That made her happy and promised we would have a great shoot.

I showed her my shot list and we began. In between sets, she sucked my cock to only fuck her for ten minutes so I wouldn’t miss any of the shots I wanted.

We broke for lunch and she told me that she hoped that we got to work together again because she just couldn’t get enough of my cock.

I was enjoying every inch of her body. I was never into the foot fetish thing but I didn’t shy away from her putting her feet on my face while I was fucking her.

The sets were turning out so amazing that I was sending them out at our dinner break.

Two days went by in a flash. I really didn’t want it to end. I had gotten all the sets I set out sold and still had others I hadn’t had a chance to look at on disk. I had already made almost twice what I was paying her. No, I didn’t tell her about that.

She offered to shoot another day for five hundred dollars which included all the sex I wanted. That was a hard yes. I switched to filming video which she agreed who be no extra charge.

We ended up doing a total of seven days before she said she had to fly out to her next shoot. The last thing we did before leaving the room was one last fuck.

I made so much money off the shoot with her that I listed adult sessions on my website. I had been able to book with her twice a year since and she told me that it was my cock that kept driving her back to my area.
 
* Just a story idea to see if it could be developed*
That's a yes, certainly it can be.

If all that's intended is a quick stroker, the whole story is pretty much here already.

(and just fyi, that fact and the length of it break the forum rules here; while nowadays our overly nice moderator only attacks me for slightly too lengthy a commentary, I remember days spill like above would be mercilessly cut by a warning)

Even as such, it deserves work, and perhaps more than to get to some desired minimum word count.

I do like the all business attitude and that the financial line is no less important than the sexual, but he's a photographer. There's so much opportunity to expand of what he sees, how he wants to see it, how he struggles to get the light on her nipple just right. And how the good photographers elicit the emotion in their models? Subtleties of the pose? Simple commands or absurd banter? Dirty talk wouldn't surprise in this context.

I'm myself of the type of the porn reader who's pretty much glaze over and skim forward the moment the cock comes out, searching for the next relevant bit of the storytelling. So yes, the exact choreography of their rutting and volume of body fluids expelled and slurped interest me only as much those deals develop the plot or the characters. That's just me.

And of course it's possible to claim they always do, even when it's the exact same movements twentysomethingth time in a row with the fifth different girl, all so similar they surely have to be half-sisters from the same prolific kingpin, but... there's a certain nuance in writing when such is done with intent and not just so happen as a collateral to a technical after-action report or a fit of graphomania.

Nothing wrong with a plain after action report either, especially if it has an interesting, implied of explicit addressee. Is he bragging to his beer buddies? Getting it in the face of his former boss and competitor, another photographer? Soliciting retroactive consent from his wife? Overenthusiastic to tell what he does for living to the next girl? Spilling out to psychologist, priest or the best friend with benefits? Relaying information to FBI investigators? Is he a suspect or just trying to get a high level security clearance? No, it doesn't even need to stated, or even be a realistic possibility, but the assumed audience will influence the presentation.

But yes, all we have of a "real" story here is an expanded happy ending. All while, the title alone already suggests so much more. Indeed, most of the actual story appears to have already happened before the start, so it reads like a scene, a chapter from a greater tale.

Why the girl is special? Did he knew her superficially and had no idea she does porn? Is it indeed her first? Or in contrary, she's already famous at it and he's humbled to have solicited her, all so surprisingly easily. Why the situation is special? Did he spend best part of his last ten grand of cash on the photoshoot? What's special about the photoshoot? Why it's emphasized he needs the right model? He didn't have a plan, but he certainly had a vision, and pre-set setting (as it appears).

Do all or most other models working with those themes old cows covered in tattoos and piercings head to toe, but he wanted pristine skin? Was he thus afraid she wouldn't approve the outfits or props even through it's all pure pretense as he had no desire to subject her to, well, he may even be too reluctant or shy or unwilling to relate and explain the details to the assumed audience, as it's of no real consequence as it was, just technicalities.

And so on.
 
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