Ballet ????

[Frenchgirl]

Becky is an eighteen years old ballerina. she is dressed in a lightblue maillot, a lightlblue tutu and white tights. Her hair is pulled up in a bun.

She is a passionate dancer. She is doing her stretching excercises on the bar.

Some sweat makes her maillot wet and her nipples peak out clearly throught the elastic fabric.

"Becky, come over here for a second, will you?" Miss Amity said.
Becky stopped and walked to Miss Amity who was accompanied by a man with a camera.

"Becky, this is mister Davidson, he comes to photograph the girls for the school's yearbook. Will you go with him in the backroom for your photographs." Miss Amity said.

"Of course, Miss Amity" Becky said as she smiled at the man and followed him in the back room where he had set his other camera's.

"Could you cross your legs, and do a little plié, to start with." Mister Davidson said.

Becky crossed her legs and bent through her knees. Mister Davidson shot a couple of pictures.

 

[Corbie]

Her body was tight, like all the dancers' but for some reason this one had an effect on me. Maybe it was the way her nipples were poking through her white top, or maybe it was because as she did her plie` I could see the outline of her pussy through her mailot. When she bent at the waist her top let me see her pink nipples. I was surprised how pink they were because her hair was so dark.

Unfortunately my cock started getting hard at that moment. And it was in such an uncomfortable position that I had to adjust it in my slack or I'd be hurting more than just from a case of blue balls. I turned around, feigning to make some adjustments to my cock. She saw me shifting it.

 

[Frenchgirl]

At 18 Becky had come to an age she was more than curious about sex. Most of the time she had to please herself but she knew a lot of boys thought she was a great looker.

When she saw the photographer adjusting his cock in his pants, for some reason Becky felt quite naughty.

"This guy gets a boner of me. Perhaps I should tease him." Becky thought and the idea made her smile.

The photegrapher had turned back behind his camera.

"Perhaps we should do another one." becky suggested.

Becky went through her knees and opened her legs wide. she put her hands behind her beautiful black hair. This made her cute breasts peak out even more.

Becky's vaginal folds were pressed against the cloth of her maillot. She gave him a beautiful smile.

"Do you think this would be a good photo?" Becky asked and laughted.

 

[Corbie]

When she stuck her chest at me, I knew I'd been busted. She'd seen me adjusting my prick. But she was playing with it. Her tight nipples and areole were pressing against her maillot top. She had a smirk too.

"Just perfect," and I snapped the picture. I glanced at the counter on the camera, and I had plenty of pictures left. "Now, let your hair down." She looked at me a bit funny. "I know ballerina's traditionally keep their hair up, which is why this one will be more memorable--it's not something you expect." She let her hair down, and it was glorious. It framed her face perfectly, and I snapped probably five more pictures without realizing it.

"Would you like to do a few more creative pictures?" I asked. She said yes. So told her to go to the bar on the wall and put her leg up, the way the dancers do when they're stretching. I lay on the floor and shot up at her from that angle. It was a great picture. The lines of her legs and back tense as she stretched. But it also gave me a glimpse of her pussy. I could see her lips even more. She kept it trimmed, no doubt so as not to be visible in her tights when she was performing. My cock got harder. I snapped a couple more quick pictures. I glanced at my watch. The headmistress of the school would be wondering why I took so long with this one gal.

"How daring are you Becky?" I asked? She looked at me quizzically. I handed her my business card. "If you want to do some more daring and creative photos give me a call. All my contact information is here."

Then I went back to my camera bag and got ready for the next student. And that's when I knew she'd call. It was just out of the corner of my eye, but I know I saw her give her nipples a little rub, and she rubbed her crotch too.

I stood up again. "It's been a pleasure working with you Becky. Call if you'd like." To seal the deal, I winked at her. As she walked out of the room, I glanced appreciatively at her tight ass. Marvelous.

 

[Frenchgirl]

The next day, Becky called to make an appointment for a more creative photo session.

"Hello mister, it's Becky from the ballet school. I wondered if I could make a photo shoot?" Backy said on the phone.

"Can you come this afternoon."

"yes, I can, do I need bring some clothes to wear, like a bikini or something or my ballet outfit?" Backy asked him.

 

[Corbie]

I was really surprised at how fast she called back. I would have expected her to wait at least a couple of days, or even a week, but she called the next day. I got a tent in my shorts at the sound of her voice.

"Bring your favorite bikini, your ballet outfit and sexy lingerie--lacy if you have it but whatever makes you feel especially sexy," I told her. Then I gave her directions to my place.

I could tell by the sound of her voice she was a bit nervous about the address. "It's got a good rental rate, and the place is huge. It allows for great photographic possibilities." When we hung up, I started dreaming about later that afternoon.

 

[Frenchgirl]

Becky

Becky arrived at the house. she had taken a bikini, her ballet outfit, a garter belt, stockings, black panties and a matching black bra.

She had seen the buldge in his pants and this was something that made her very curious. this aspect of the male gender was something she wanted to discover.

The door opened.

 

[Corbie]

A two-edged sword: I would have liked more time to prepare for Becky, but I couldn't wait, didn't want to, to see her again. I'd been dreaming of her since the day before. I'd jerked off thinking about her teasing me, and more.

I got all the cameras ready for her arrival, and the music selection. Even though she had called me, I knew she'd be a bit nervous about all this.

I click on the sound system, to check it and the door bell rang at the same time. The sounds of a ballet filled the room--Swan Lake. I know, real original. Hell, I'm a photographer, not a musician. But it was a ballet. But I had more there, each CD carefully selected to set the mood, as I wanted to move things along. I had to have her before she left my place.

Becky was standing at my door in jeans and a blue top. She knew what colors looked good on her. Her hair was down. She remembered.

"Come on in. Did you have any trouble finding the place?" I reached out and took her hand and pulled her in.

"Not at all," she said. "But you really do live in a dangerous part of town." She left her hand in mine.

I felt like a dirty old man for about six seconds. But then it passed. This was a beautiful young woman who knew she was getting into something wilder than she'd known before and she came to me. I liked feeling her hand there.

"It's not all that bad, and I have my ways of protecting myself. Come on and we'll get you ready." I led her to the studio, which took up most of the ground floor. It was huge room. Like I said, great photographic possibilities. She swayed with the music as she walke next to me. The dance was in her blood.

My make up artist was there. I told her how I wanted Becky's make up for the photos, and she started to work on it. The woman is a true artist. When she was done, Becky came to me, her bag over her shoulder.

"Which first?"

"Let's go with the ballet outfit. You brought your practice skirt right? NOt your full tutu?" She reached into her bag and pulled out the skirt. "Great. Why don't you get changed?"

She looked around for a dressing room.

"Sorry, the dressing room was damaged by a water leak a couple of weeks ago. It's still in the process of being repaired." I pointed to a corner of the studio. "You can change over there and call when you're ready, I've got a couple of last minute things to check on."

Soon she was before me in the outfit she'd had the day before. Light blue maillot top, white dance tights and a white practice skirt. I sent her to the ballet bar, and said, "Let's see how limber you really are. Stand there and put up your leg as high as you can."

Her right leg was soon almost straight up and down. I got a couple of shots, her lips were pressing against her tights and they looked wetter than they had yesterday. Had she been thinking about me as well?

Then I told her to dance to the music, if she knew the ballet. And she was spinning across my floor and leaping. I stopped her--hard to to though it was.

"Becky what do you think about removing your tights as you dance? YOu'll still have the skirt and the maillot." She surprised me by how fast she stripped out of those. "Now keep dancing, sweetie." And she was spinning across the room again, the skirt flying out and showing her beautiful pussy, peeking out from under the skirt that was supposed to cover her. It was erotic as hell. I got all kinds of shots. I filled up the memory card on my camera. I dropped a new one in and kept shooting.

I stopped the dance and brought her over. "Let's do some different ones now." I took a water bottle and sprayed her maillot. The light blue fabric became almost sheer under the water. I stepped back and took several more shots, directing her where to put her hands, even telling her to cup her breasts and pinch her nipples while I snapped the pictures. All the while my hard on got bigger and fatter. I could hardly wait for later. What I'd seen of her pussy...

When I'd finished that session, I walked over to her and told her, "You're magnificent. You've got a natural sexuality that you don't even know you have. These pictures are going to come out great. Go put on your bikini." I leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. I also slipped a hand down and gave one of her breasts a quick squeeze. And then walked away.

I know you're thinking I just should have jumped her, but I wanted her to want it as much as I did, or more. When the women get that way, you can't turn them off, and that's what I wanted from her--complete and total desire.

 

[Corbie]

bumping

 

[Michelrpg]

I got back from school earlier, and I was just on my way home, when I saw becky's bike standing against the wall of studio. Curious, I walked in. A young girl at the reception asked me what I was doing here. I explained to her that I saw my sister's bike standing against the wall.

"Oh you must be becky's brother. Michel it is, right? Well she's in the middle of a photoshooting, but I guess its ok seeing as how you are her brother. Go right ahead".

"Thanks" I said as I gave a quick look at what she was wearing. A very tight shirt, with an obvious black bra. She smiled when she noticed my red face.


I went into the studio, I somehow was shocked, as I saw what my 'little' sister was wearing. We are 2 years in age difference, but I always considered her "little", even though I knew better. She was always giving shows to the guys and stuff. Mostly teasing and stuff. I didnt think she had sex though. Anyways, she was all wet between the legs. "Was she horny?" I thought. I decided to stay behind the lighting, and watch what was going on.

The photographer touched her tit, as he told her to change clothing. I became horny....

 

[Corbie]

a bump for when Frenchgirl returns.

 

[Corbie]

bump again

 

[Corbie]

frenchgirl has returned. perhaps we can now return to this thread.

 

[Frenchgirl]

Becky

Becky stripped down her tutu and her maillot. She turned her back to the photographer whom enjoyed the sight of her small waist and her firm buttocks.

Becky bent over to pull on her bikini pants. As she bent over her fleshy folds peaked out between her ass cheeks. She come up straight again and turned around. Becky wanted to show of her young firm apple shaped tits to the man in front of her.

She strapped on her bikini top and returned to her place.

 

[Corbie]

Becky was really playing it up. She'd busted me yesterday, and had been teasing me ever since. I tried to ignore it when she bent over to pull on her bikini bottoms, but the site of those pouty, pink lips poking out between her legs and ass, well what can I say? My cock got even harder. And then she turned around and let me see those perfect, young apple-shaped tits. Damn, I thought I going to cum right there. I hurried to think of the score of the last football--American--game I'd been to. Otherwise there'd be a wet spot in the middle of my pants.

That black hair of hers, that pocelain skin, and pink nipples. They were hard as she stuck them out to put on the bikini top. She was excited too. But I was going to make her want it even more.

I switched the music from ballet, to Jimmy Buffett. If you're going to do a beach shoot, it's the perfect music--full of beaches, water, boats, and everything else. Then I turned on the wind machine--low setting.

She took instruction easily. I worked my way up. At first I just did some easy poses, to get her used to the style--playing with a beach ball, I sprayed some water on her to give her that just out of the water look.

Becky was teachable. I showed her how to hook her thumbs in her bikini bottoms and pull them down just enough to give a hint that you might see something, without showing anything. She got it fast. The how to look over your shoulder, giving the guy the come-hither look without guaranteeing anything, she added to that by pulling down the bikini again to show some of her tight, delectable ass.

Then the top came off.

"Here," I said, coming over. "Let me show you how to do it." I stood right behind her and slid my hands over those delicious boobies of hers. "Hold your hands right here, just like this." As I stood behind her, she pushed her ass into my crotch and ground hard against my cock. I squeezed hard and then got away from that tight ass.

SF 49ers 35, Packers 31. Damn she was making it hard.

When I was behind the camera again Becky was teasing me.

"How is this?" She let long nipples poke through her fingers. I snapped the pic, imagining myself sucking and biting that. I would too, soon.

"Or this?" she put her arm across her breasts and used the other hand to tug her bottoms just a little lower. This time there was a hint of bush. And then she dropped the hand covering her tits all together and started pulling down her bottoms, as accomplished as any stripper.

St. Louis Rams 14, Tampa Bay Buccaneers 21.

"Do you like this Mr. Davidson?" she teased.

"Call me Jason."

This time she let her hand slip into her bottoms and I knew she was rubbing her clit as best she could.

And I got all of it in pictures--her nipples, her playing with herself, the time she licked her lips at me, all of it

"Well since you seem intent on showing me your naughty side, change into your lingerie. Tell me, what makes that your favorite?"

 

[Frenchgirl]

Becky

"No doubt my favourite lingerie is a set of black stockings, black panties, a black garterbelt, and a black silk bra, Jason." Becky said.

She pulled of her bikini bottoms and fetched the bag with her favourite lingerie set.

She strapped on the garter belt around her waist. Next she pulled on her black silk panties and laid her long leg on a chair. Slowly she rolled up the first stockings over her smooth long leg. Then she strapped in on her garter belt.
As she did she smiled and bited her lips. She looked like a mischevious southern belle. Next she rolled up her other stockings and fixed it on her garter belt. Finally she pulled on her bra.

"What positions would you like me to do, Jason?" Becky asked as she pushed her finger in her mouth and started to suck it.

 

[Corbie]

For a moment I was wishing that I had been taking pictures of her changing, the way she rolled those stockings up her muscular legs. But then I remembered that I'd turned on my video cameras. There were scattered throughout the studio, and she wouldn't see them. I had them nicely hidden.

She was definitely aware of her effect on me. I'd noticed her watching my crotch; and then she started sucking her finger. Little wench, she'd be sucking something else soon.

"Okay, how about this--you bend at the waist and look straight at the camera and keep sucking that finger." Her hair was blowing in the wind machine and her cheeks pulled in as she sucked her finger.

"Now we'll do something a little more conventional," I said. I brought a chair over and had her put her foot up on and turn toward the camera. I looked at her through my camera, "Okay, give me an aloof look." It was easy for her. I guess it was part of the ballet training.

Next I told her to hold on. I had the camera on a tripod and the remote control with me, in my pocket. I worked my way behind her and quickly undid her bra. I moved out of the way quickly and snapped a picture of her catching the bra as it fell.

Becky gave me a feisty look.

Now I was back behind the camera again. She was still holding the bra to her boobs. "This time think naughty thoughts." The look on her face changed. Now she was a fierce animal, wanting. "Drop the bra and play with your breasts." Her nipples responded quickly.

"Now grind your hips," and she was gyrating them and thrusting them at me behind the camera. "Turn around and bend over, look at me through your legs," snap. "Let your hand rest on your crotch," again, another seductive look at me. "Pull your panties aside and let's see what you're hiding." Her lips were pink and glistening, and my cock was harder. "Take them off, but leave on your garter belt." She slowly tugged the black lace panties down her dancer's legs, lifting one leg when they came off. "Sit on the chair, spread your legs." She did it. "Play with your tits." Next thing I knew she was kneading her boobs with the practice of someone who was experienced in pleasuring herself.

"Now let's see how daring you are," I challenged. Her eyes flared and sparked at it. "Play with yourself while I snap the pictures." I don't know if it was part of her game or the the language barrier, but she still looked at me. "Masturbate. Show me how you pleasure yourself."

 

[Frenchgirl]

Becky

Becky looked around her but saw no bed. So bent through her knees and leaned with her back to the wall.

Becky slowly opened her legs for Jason and then when she had parted her legs as wide as she could she closed them again just to tease him. After a couple of times she kept her long silky-soft legs open and touched her pussy with her fingers.

Her fingers ran over her pubic hair and her fleshy folds. With her other hand Becky slowly squized her tight boobs.

Finally Becky slipped two fingers between her outer folds and she started to move her hips back and forth. She throbbed her fingers in and out her pussy as she moved her hips back and forth. She started to squize her boobies harder and she sighted and licked her lips as she masturbated for Jason.

Then she smiled and pushed herself from the wall. On her hands and feet she crawled towards Jason. As she reached his feet, she looked at him with a naughty girl look and sat herself on her knees. She opened his zipper and unbuttoned his pants and pulled down both his trowsers and his panties.

Before her young face his hung dick bungled on his sack. Much to the pleasure of Jason Becky grabbed his dick and started to jerk it. When it got stiffer her warm lips enclosed the tip of his dick and she swallowed it in. She sucked his dick and her face started to bounce on his firm dick. Her firm boobs bounced against his muscled thighs. Her tongue licked the tip of his cock as she sucked on his erect cock. She moved her face so his cock stretched out first her left cheek and then her right cheek and as she sucked his cock, little dimples formed her cheeks.

Now Jason moved his hips back and forth with his cock in her mouth and his hand grabbed her tit and squized it.

 

[Corbie]

I'm used to snapping pictures of women playing with themselves. Besides my "school picture" business, I do other pictures, like the ones I was doing with Becky. But seeing this young girl playing with herself, teasing me my cock got stiffer and stiffer. Seeing as she slid those two fingers in and out of her pussy. Watching as her nipples grew harder, tighter and longer.

Then she's crawling on her hands and knees to me. I was snapping pictures all the way through it. My prick got harder as she undid my pants and pulled them down. And when her fingers wrapped around my cock, I almost came. I looked down at her as she looked up at me, with my cock in her hand and snapped a couple more pics and then when her mouth started sucking me...I think I got two more pictures before I put the camera down.

I put one hand behind her head and pushed my cock farther in, while I reached down and grabbed her tit with the other hand. I'd been waiting for this for the past two days. Her nipple pushed into my palm and I squeezed hard, digging my nails slightly into the flesh of her tit. She seemed to suck harder when I did that. My hips began pistoning in and out of her mouth, forcing my cock deeper in with each thrust. There was the ocassional moan from her I a face fucked her. I could smell her sex now. She was getting wetter and wetter from it. I could still see those pretty pink lips, with her fingers buried there.

I could feel the cum building up at the base of my prick.

"I'm going to cum soon." Her hands tightened around my cock, and she sucked harder.

 

[Corbie]

a bump