mayflowers
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Seeking yahoo roleplay partner. This is a fantasy I wrote and I am looking for someone to play something like this with me. Open to ideas.
As a current college student I am reluctant to share my fantasy that I have developed over time. The reason is that I fear ridicule and rejection from them. I am posting this here because maybe I might find someone who has a similar fantasy or someone who likes mine and has positive feedback for me. Now to me...my name is Jill and I am a college junior and my major might lead me into a career in broadcasting. I have been sending out my resume and photo for potential jobs or internships. I am Italian/Irish with Brown hair and green eyes, 5 8, 122, 34b 25 35. Very nice person, maybe a little nerdy. Now to my fantasy I will try and not change from first to third person...but if I get carried away please forgive me.
It was a cool fall Saturday afternoon and campus was packed with tailgaters getting ready for the late afternoon game. I had decided to take my car into town to get the oil changed and all that stuff knowing there would be no lines. I pull into the garage and tell the man that I need an oil change and just a general checkup. He said no problem and said I could wait inside the office. I walked in dressed in boots...white guess jeans...bra/panties...undershirt and sweater. I thought I looked nice, but the man inside the office was really looking at me and it made me uncomfortable. So I asked him if I could come back later to pick up the car and he nodded but seemed disappointed. I walked down what used to be the main drag in town but has since been passed by the highway. I went in and out of a few shops and finally walked into a photo studio. I was greeted by an older gentleman in his 50s with salt and pepper hair...more salt than pepper by the way. He introduced himself as Bob Collins and he was the owner of the studio and the only photographer on staff. He invited me to come out back while he smoked a cigarette. So I go back with him and he lights up, he asks me if I am a student at the University. I tell him that I am and he starts rattling off the names of professors I have and we got to talking about them and even laughing a little. I really felt comfortable with him because he was so easy going and had a sense of calmness. We walked back inside and he asked me if I would like a few head-shots. I thought why not, I could use them for future mailings on job openings or internships.
I walked into the studio as Bob leads the way. I see several cameras...a computer with the Internet hooked into it, I assume this is for people wanting pics downloaded to their website or e mail. I am asked to stand in front of a bookcase and smile. I do so and then turn profile left and right as instructed by Bob. He takes several dozen shots over about 30 minutes. When he is done shooting he invites me to sit next to him as he reviews the pics on the computer screen. He picks his favorite 3 and I do the same and he puts them into a file and e mails them to me. I thank him and ask him how much I owe him. He said its no charge and that it was a real pleasure to take my photos. I smile and thank him. He shakes my hand as he leads me to the exit. Then he stops and asks me a question "Jill is there anything else I can do for you?"
I stop in my tracks and think to myself, is this the one person I can tell? Would he be into it? Would he laugh in my face? I answer him "Bob it's sorta long and detailed and I'm not sure its appropriate." Bob just smiles and says come back in Jill and let's chat. We sit in his empty lobby and he asks me what is on my mind. "I don't know how to explain this its a fantasy I've had for a long time, well its developed over the years and become more complex." He nods. I continue speaking "I guess I should begin and tell you I have daddy issues, he never loved me and left my mom when I was 10. Ever since I had craved older male approval, and that might explain my fantasy. You see I have envisioned something like this right here. Being in a photo studio with a cool guy like you. Having my pictures taken and then....he asks me if I would be interested in modeling for a special program that he has created for college coeds and a few elite fans who follow via the Internet. The men are all older and professional and very classy, certainly not looking for a stripper or anything like that, but a nice girl next door that poses nude and has a dialog with her fans telling them her hopes and dreams and they send messages back about how wonderful she is. I know this isn't realistic or anything Bob, but Ive imaged it so many times." He nods again. I tell Bob "I envision the shoot going from clothed to nude where after the clothed shoot I am asked to undress in a private room and then walk back into the studio naked. Giving the fans a view of me at my most vulnerable."
Bob stands up and says "Jill that is a wonderful and beautiful fantasy I am so honored you would trust me with this and I would like to help you. In fact I have a few clients who have offered to pay me if I could ever deliver such a product as you have described. I would be honored if you would allow me to take the photos and put them on my private server with you looking on and you can see how popular and loved you would be." I say "Bob I'd love to." Bob then tells me to go into the back and take off my clothes all of them and to come back into the studio if I am comfortable. I leave the waiting room and go into a small utility closet and shut the door.
In the privacy of the utility closet I take off my boots and socks. My Toes are painted a deep red which matches my fingernails. I take off my sweater and undershirt....exposing my flat tummy and out-tie belly button. I unhook and remove my bra...my breasts are 34b and firm and perky, light brown areola quarter sized and my nipples are erect with excitement. I undo my jeans and unzip the fly and wiggle them down to the floor where I step out of them..leaving me in just my panties. I reach my thumbs inside my panties and push them down my thighs....over my knees and to my feet where I step out of them. I have black public hair that is in the typical upside down triangle shape. I keep my privates trimmed neatly. I am totally naked now as I open the door.
Walking from the closet into the studio my feet pitter patter on the wood flooring. As I enter the room Bob is clapping....saying great job Jill this is wonderful as he is shooting pictures already. He instructs me to walk in front of the bookcase again...a nice thick carpet is there and my toes sink into it...I curl them as i smile brightly for Bob. He is still shooting, but he stops and puts the camera down and looks me over from head to toe, really taking me in. He asks me a few questions about my dreams of future employment and I tell him about TV is my first choice but that in my major I can get jobs off camera for the government. He then asks me about my hobbies and what I do for fun. I tell him and the assumed audience that I love school and studying, I enjoy long drives, storm chasing, playing tennis, visiting the beach for vacation, following politics and listening to music in my room. He calls me over and said that he would like to upload some of the pics and the transcript of my interview answers to his private site and see if we get any reaction. I agree.
He uploads and a few minutes later Scott g writes in...BEST YET! Other comments roll in from others...splendid...INCREDIBLE....beautiful....a dream....perfect....AWESOME. I am so flattered my heart just feels like its going to explode. Bob asks me if I would be willing to do this again sometime. I eagerly agree. I ask Bob if he thinks I did well. He compliments me endlessly and I notice that he is aroused as his slacks have tented. For some reason I feel so eager to please him and i decide to give him a hug and a kiss on the neck while my hand caresses that bulge. He groans about how good it feels.
I drop to my knees and undo his trousers and slide them to the tops of his dress shoes. His boxers are tented as well so I pull them down...and when his penis is freed is BOINGS in the new found freedom. Bob looks down and smiles at me as i move my head in and kiss the tip of his penis with an innocent closed mouth kiss. Then I extend my tongue outwards and lick the head a few times. My curiosity makes my tongue plunge down his powerful shaft and I begin to lick it like a school girl on a ice cream cone. I even work diligently under the head to look for lint. My left hands rises between his legs and grabs his balls gently and begins to tug them forcing Bob to strain a little, this also produces some salty precum for me. I open my mouth and let his penis slide in over my warm tongue. I begin to suck it lightly...slowly. I can feel Bob instinctively fuck my mouth as he rocks in his stance. I tug his balls more and harder as Bob fucks my mouth. My knees slide a bit on the wood floors as I suck him for all I'm worth. I feel Bob tense...and then SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT I feel his hot cum coat the back of my throat and mouth. In fact so much cum so quickly forces me to try and gulp it, but a little spills down the corner of my mouth, but I swallow most of his load. I look up into his eyes and he smiles looking down at me and says "Good Girl."
As a current college student I am reluctant to share my fantasy that I have developed over time. The reason is that I fear ridicule and rejection from them. I am posting this here because maybe I might find someone who has a similar fantasy or someone who likes mine and has positive feedback for me. Now to me...my name is Jill and I am a college junior and my major might lead me into a career in broadcasting. I have been sending out my resume and photo for potential jobs or internships. I am Italian/Irish with Brown hair and green eyes, 5 8, 122, 34b 25 35. Very nice person, maybe a little nerdy. Now to my fantasy I will try and not change from first to third person...but if I get carried away please forgive me.
It was a cool fall Saturday afternoon and campus was packed with tailgaters getting ready for the late afternoon game. I had decided to take my car into town to get the oil changed and all that stuff knowing there would be no lines. I pull into the garage and tell the man that I need an oil change and just a general checkup. He said no problem and said I could wait inside the office. I walked in dressed in boots...white guess jeans...bra/panties...undershirt and sweater. I thought I looked nice, but the man inside the office was really looking at me and it made me uncomfortable. So I asked him if I could come back later to pick up the car and he nodded but seemed disappointed. I walked down what used to be the main drag in town but has since been passed by the highway. I went in and out of a few shops and finally walked into a photo studio. I was greeted by an older gentleman in his 50s with salt and pepper hair...more salt than pepper by the way. He introduced himself as Bob Collins and he was the owner of the studio and the only photographer on staff. He invited me to come out back while he smoked a cigarette. So I go back with him and he lights up, he asks me if I am a student at the University. I tell him that I am and he starts rattling off the names of professors I have and we got to talking about them and even laughing a little. I really felt comfortable with him because he was so easy going and had a sense of calmness. We walked back inside and he asked me if I would like a few head-shots. I thought why not, I could use them for future mailings on job openings or internships.
I walked into the studio as Bob leads the way. I see several cameras...a computer with the Internet hooked into it, I assume this is for people wanting pics downloaded to their website or e mail. I am asked to stand in front of a bookcase and smile. I do so and then turn profile left and right as instructed by Bob. He takes several dozen shots over about 30 minutes. When he is done shooting he invites me to sit next to him as he reviews the pics on the computer screen. He picks his favorite 3 and I do the same and he puts them into a file and e mails them to me. I thank him and ask him how much I owe him. He said its no charge and that it was a real pleasure to take my photos. I smile and thank him. He shakes my hand as he leads me to the exit. Then he stops and asks me a question "Jill is there anything else I can do for you?"
I stop in my tracks and think to myself, is this the one person I can tell? Would he be into it? Would he laugh in my face? I answer him "Bob it's sorta long and detailed and I'm not sure its appropriate." Bob just smiles and says come back in Jill and let's chat. We sit in his empty lobby and he asks me what is on my mind. "I don't know how to explain this its a fantasy I've had for a long time, well its developed over the years and become more complex." He nods. I continue speaking "I guess I should begin and tell you I have daddy issues, he never loved me and left my mom when I was 10. Ever since I had craved older male approval, and that might explain my fantasy. You see I have envisioned something like this right here. Being in a photo studio with a cool guy like you. Having my pictures taken and then....he asks me if I would be interested in modeling for a special program that he has created for college coeds and a few elite fans who follow via the Internet. The men are all older and professional and very classy, certainly not looking for a stripper or anything like that, but a nice girl next door that poses nude and has a dialog with her fans telling them her hopes and dreams and they send messages back about how wonderful she is. I know this isn't realistic or anything Bob, but Ive imaged it so many times." He nods again. I tell Bob "I envision the shoot going from clothed to nude where after the clothed shoot I am asked to undress in a private room and then walk back into the studio naked. Giving the fans a view of me at my most vulnerable."
Bob stands up and says "Jill that is a wonderful and beautiful fantasy I am so honored you would trust me with this and I would like to help you. In fact I have a few clients who have offered to pay me if I could ever deliver such a product as you have described. I would be honored if you would allow me to take the photos and put them on my private server with you looking on and you can see how popular and loved you would be." I say "Bob I'd love to." Bob then tells me to go into the back and take off my clothes all of them and to come back into the studio if I am comfortable. I leave the waiting room and go into a small utility closet and shut the door.
In the privacy of the utility closet I take off my boots and socks. My Toes are painted a deep red which matches my fingernails. I take off my sweater and undershirt....exposing my flat tummy and out-tie belly button. I unhook and remove my bra...my breasts are 34b and firm and perky, light brown areola quarter sized and my nipples are erect with excitement. I undo my jeans and unzip the fly and wiggle them down to the floor where I step out of them..leaving me in just my panties. I reach my thumbs inside my panties and push them down my thighs....over my knees and to my feet where I step out of them. I have black public hair that is in the typical upside down triangle shape. I keep my privates trimmed neatly. I am totally naked now as I open the door.
Walking from the closet into the studio my feet pitter patter on the wood flooring. As I enter the room Bob is clapping....saying great job Jill this is wonderful as he is shooting pictures already. He instructs me to walk in front of the bookcase again...a nice thick carpet is there and my toes sink into it...I curl them as i smile brightly for Bob. He is still shooting, but he stops and puts the camera down and looks me over from head to toe, really taking me in. He asks me a few questions about my dreams of future employment and I tell him about TV is my first choice but that in my major I can get jobs off camera for the government. He then asks me about my hobbies and what I do for fun. I tell him and the assumed audience that I love school and studying, I enjoy long drives, storm chasing, playing tennis, visiting the beach for vacation, following politics and listening to music in my room. He calls me over and said that he would like to upload some of the pics and the transcript of my interview answers to his private site and see if we get any reaction. I agree.
He uploads and a few minutes later Scott g writes in...BEST YET! Other comments roll in from others...splendid...INCREDIBLE....beautiful....a dream....perfect....AWESOME. I am so flattered my heart just feels like its going to explode. Bob asks me if I would be willing to do this again sometime. I eagerly agree. I ask Bob if he thinks I did well. He compliments me endlessly and I notice that he is aroused as his slacks have tented. For some reason I feel so eager to please him and i decide to give him a hug and a kiss on the neck while my hand caresses that bulge. He groans about how good it feels.
I drop to my knees and undo his trousers and slide them to the tops of his dress shoes. His boxers are tented as well so I pull them down...and when his penis is freed is BOINGS in the new found freedom. Bob looks down and smiles at me as i move my head in and kiss the tip of his penis with an innocent closed mouth kiss. Then I extend my tongue outwards and lick the head a few times. My curiosity makes my tongue plunge down his powerful shaft and I begin to lick it like a school girl on a ice cream cone. I even work diligently under the head to look for lint. My left hands rises between his legs and grabs his balls gently and begins to tug them forcing Bob to strain a little, this also produces some salty precum for me. I open my mouth and let his penis slide in over my warm tongue. I begin to suck it lightly...slowly. I can feel Bob instinctively fuck my mouth as he rocks in his stance. I tug his balls more and harder as Bob fucks my mouth. My knees slide a bit on the wood floors as I suck him for all I'm worth. I feel Bob tense...and then SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT I feel his hot cum coat the back of my throat and mouth. In fact so much cum so quickly forces me to try and gulp it, but a little spills down the corner of my mouth, but I swallow most of his load. I look up into his eyes and he smiles looking down at me and says "Good Girl."
