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*Groan!* reading that made me just wonder just how unlucky some of us really are!!! ;-)lolz
and I like more average guys with a great personality. I don't have much use for pretty boys who think everything is all about them. They're not fun to be with and I'm talking from experience.
I'm thinking at least 3 would be a good start, actually 4 would be better. One could be going down on me, 2 more sucking my breasts and the last one I could be sucking. Doesn't that sound like fun.
I just love men and their wicked ways!!!
They make me do naughty things!
and I like more average guys with a great personality. I don't have much use for pretty boys who think everything is all about them. They're not fun to be with and I'm talking from experience.
I'm thinking at least 3 would be a good start, actually 4 would be better. One could be going down on me, 2 more sucking my breasts and the last one I could be sucking. Doesn't that sound like fun.
I just love men and their wicked ways!!!
They make me do naughty things!
I was anticipating what was to come......
.....The first two shots below are from that day. One taken with a remote I guess since he was pretty busy at the time. The last is just a recent shot I thought would be good to close the story out with.
Thanks for listening.
I was anticipating what was to come. Being honest with myself and now with you, I knew from the beginning what I was getting myself into. The warning from that girl… that’s what whetted my appetite. I already knew that I loved sex, but felt there had to be something more than what I was getting from the boys I’d been with. Earlier that summer, I’d had the experience with the 2 carpenters that I’ve written about. I had teased and teased them until they finally took advantage of a situation and fucked me silly.
That was the wildest sex I’d ever had and I loved it. I loved that they made me do things and did things to me. This was sort of an extension of that.
When I agreed to let Mr. Lynch photograph me, I suspected that he’d want to photograph me in the nude. I wanted him to. I wanted to let him see me that way. I didn’t know how things would work out, but had already decided that if they turned sexual, then I’d do it.
I wanted to experience an older man and what better way than with someone I trusted. Trust may seem a funny word to use when the guy is taking advantage of a situation. But he really wasn’t, even though I’m sure he probably thought he was. I was the one in control and was only allowing him the pretense of it. I was still exploring my limits and had no idea of what sort of power I might have over men. I had no idea how things would turn out, but I hoped.
I was kneeling in a doggie style position and I heard him taking pictures, then felt his fingers on my sex again. He told me to roll over onto my back.
He arranged me for what I thought was going to be another shot. In this one, I was totally exposed to him. My pussy was swollen and open, my legs spread and my arms were spread out over my head. He turned my head to the side for a profile shot, then told me to close my eyes.
I did as he asked. I was breathing hard now, not quite moaning, but doing everything I could do to control that.
I didn’t hear the camera click, I didn’t really hear anything for the next minute or so.
Then I felt his soft tongue on my pussy. I sucked in a quick deep breath and grabbed a handful of blanket. He told me to keep my eyes closed. I did as he ordered and just concentrated on that tongue exploring my wet folds.
Then he attacked my clit and I cried out as the pleasure seemed to peak all at one time. In less than a minute, I was coming. It was just insane and I couldn’t do anything but go along for the ride. I had my hands on the back of his head, he was nearly bald, but that seemed sexy to me.
As I came, he moved up my body and began to suck on my nipples like a madman while rubbing my pussy. He still had his clothes on, but his dick was sticking out of his pants. He moved my hand to it. I started to stroke him and heard him moan. His dick was slick with precum.
He was almost growling as he sucked and bit my tender nipples. He pushed my breasts together and sucked on both nipples at the same time, he rubbed his face against them, then moved back down to my pussy.
He sucked my lips into his mouth and began to lick and suck on them.
I moaned and writhed on the couch as his tongue and mouth worked their magic on me. This was beyond anything I had done in my life. In my mind, it was beyond what I had let happen with those 2 carpenters. I don’t know why, but letting my teacher do this to me had me absolutely crazy. I was crying out and moaning and it made me hotter to hear his growls and the wet sounds of his tongue probing and licking my pussy.
It went on and on, he was just driving me crazy with his tongue. I couldn’t take it anymore and felt another orgasm approaching.
He stopped what he was doing before I came and I opened my eyes to look at him questioningly.
"You do it", he smiled… "make yourself come for me, show me how you do it."
I shook my head no shyly.
He smiled and told me that it wasn’t a choice, it was an order.
I just looked at him for a few moments and then moved my hand down.
"Oh yeah... That’s it!" he smiled. "That's what I wanted to see!"
I began to rub my pussy as he watched and I found it wildly exciting that I was doing such an intimate thing in front of someone for the first time.
He began to slowly stroke his dick as he watched me.
"Play with your titties…"
I moved my other hand up and began to squeeze and play with my breasts for him.
"Yes, that’s a good girl now… show me how you like your gorgeous nipples teased."
It was all too much and just as I started to pull and twist one of my nipples, I came… hard.
He stuck a fat finger into me as I orgasmed and without even thinking, I began to thrust my hips against his finger in the throes of my passion.
Then the next thing I know, he’s on top of me and pushing his dick into my still throbbing pussy.
I moved against him. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and let him take me.
All the anticipation and excitement was worth it. He felt huge as he slid into my tight little opening.
"Oh god Jenny, you are so fucking tight" he moaned in my ear." I love how you feel wrapped around my cock.
"Oh Mr. Lynch", I moaned back, "I love how big your dick feels in my pussy… it feels so good."
"Are you on the pill Jenny?" he whispered in my ear.
He was moving inside me now in long hard strokes.
I moaned that I was.
"Good?" he breathed, "I’m going to come deep in this sweet pussy of yours!"
"Yes..." I moaned as I scratched his back with my fingernails, I want you to come inside me!"
He rolled us over so that I was on top of him and I began to ride his dick.
It was so hot watching him watch us. He had me lean back so that he could watch his dick disappear again and again into my stretched pussy.
All of a sudden, he was trying to stop me, but I was close to another orgasm and didn’t want to stop. I was going kind of crazy.
"Oh god Jenny, I can’t stop it, I can’t stop…"
"It's ok", I moaned, "I want to feel you come in me!"
I moved even faster on him and when I heard him start to come, I couldn’t stop my own orgasm and we came together. It seemed to me that he came forever, it just kept going on and on and again, he didn’t soften.
Still inside me, he rolled us over again so that I was kneeling in front of him as he moved inside of me on his knees. I had my butt up in the air and was resting my head on my arms as he slowly continued to fuck me from behind.
Then he slipped out of my pussy. At first I thought he just missed my pussy, but then I realized that he was trying to slide his dick into my ass. I started to move away from him, but he held me tight and slowly slid himself into my back opening. I was powerless to stop him and in all honesty, didn’t really try. I groaned as he filled me up, then he began to slowly move and fuck my tight little ass.
He lay back and pulled me on top of him and we moved slowly against one another.
It felt better than I thought it would, but decided then and there that it just wasn’t something I really loved to do. But he did, so we did it until I felt him tighten up again and then he filled me once again with my juices.
When it was done, I got up and went in to use the bathroom. I got dressed and when I came out of the bathroom. He was dressed as well and putting everything away.
He acted as if it was just a regular photo shoot. Very nice and very polite with no hint of what had just happened. He told me he’d give me a call in a few weeks to show me the photos and I left.
The end.
The first two shots below are from that day. One taken with a remote I guess since he was pretty busy at the time. The last is just a recent shot I thought would be good to close the story out with.
Thanks for listening.
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