STRANDED AT THE AIRPORT, Vol II: (closed for AriO and I)

[PhoenixPrime01]

Prologue:
At the end of Volume I Anna had just greeted Titus, a professional photographer hired by her Master Brett to take pictures that will appear on the website Brett will be setting up as a pay site with the funds going to a bank account in Anna’s name.
This tale begins after Anna says to him, “Looking from Brett’s letter to where Titus sat, “Well it seems I’m in your hands for the rest of the day and even evening if you wish Titus. Let me know what to do and how we’ll begin the photo shoot please.”

Volume I is here on the Board if you care to find and read it. I think it's a very good story, but I could be a bit predjudiced. *wink and grin*


The story begins:

“I think that the very first thing we need to do is relax for a bit and get comfortable with each other Anna.
“Why don’t you take a seat in the chair across from me. Please sit with your back arched to push out those two magnificent breasts and with your legs nice and wide apart.
“I want you to get used to me seeing you nude, to exposing yourself to me without any sense of embarrassment or being at all self conscious.
“Once you’re seated we can discuss the start of the photo shoot and what you have to wear in the way of sexy lingerie, bras and panties, perhaps teeny bikinis and also sexy evening wear,” he says, “and, if you have any, perfectly slutty clothes you could describe them to me too.
“Then, when we’ve finished talking, I’ll tote in everything I’ll need here, we can pick out what you’ll wear and we’ll begin."
“How does that sound to you Anna,” he asked as he let his eyes roam all over her nudity as she sat in the chair as he’d requested listening to him.

 

[Arioso]

Anna had been nervous when she had answered the door completely nude. She'd never done anything like this in her life, and while she was willing to test her limits for Brett and see where this "Master-slave" thing led them...it didn't stop her limbs from tensing up or her throat from tightening as Titus strode in like he owned the place and told her to sit in front of him with her legs spread open.

However, this was the first step, and Brett had asked it of her.

So she sat down in a chair, facing this complete stranger, and swallowed down the lump in her throat as she parted her legs -- wider -- wider -- until she felt her soft pussy lips begin to spread open. In order to help her keep her posture the way Titus had asked, Anna rested her hands on the seat of the chair, on either side of her hips, and thrust her bare breasts forward.

"Well, I have a lot more in the way of lingerie than I did before I met...my Master," Anna began slowly, catching herself as she nearly called him Brett. "He's been so generous with his gifts -- black leather bustiers with quarter-cup shelf bras, and matching black garters and silk stockings; ivory lace slips; halter tops made of black leather strips and chain...and then I have older things I collected before...an emerald green bikini...red, purple, and black lace bras with very sheer cups...a pair of crotchless, leopard print bikini panties...and a lot of my cocktail dresses are kind of sexy, I guess. I have the basic black, low cut with spaghetti straps, and a slit in the hem of the dress from just above my knee to upper thigh...I have a strapless, green mini dress that clings very tight...and, well..."

Anna had started relaxing a little, as she focused on describing her wardrobe for Titus and forgot that he was sitting just a few feet away and staring at her naked, exposed flesh. She blushed a little as one idea came to mind, and felt her nipples begin to swell and tighten.

With a photographer's eye, Titus immediately noticed the change and prompted her.

Shyly, Anna licked her lips and murmured, "Well...I was just thinking...it's not that my business clothes are terribly sexy, but...well, but Brett drew a sensual side out of me, from beneath the professional woman. It...kind of turns me on to think of posing for him, lewdly, in some of my business suits...maybe just the skirt and suit coat, without a blouse or bra or panties..."

As Anna confessed her thoughts, she felt her cheeks grow warm and flushed, and the moisture begin to seep between her nether lips.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna:

“What a great idea Anna,” Titus chuckled. “In fact why don’t we begin with your wonderful idea.
“I’ll go and carry in what we need. As I’m doing that why don’t you select one of the sexier business outfits that you have and, if you have one, also a sheer blouse too. Thigh highs or stockings and garter belt would also be a good touch, don’t you think?”
When she’s replied he heads out the door as she goes into the bedroom to look through her closet for what she has in mind for her sexy business attire.
It takes several trips for Titus to carry in the boxed lights, cameras, packages of sheets he’s chosen for backdrops, after seeing a nude picture of Anna, that will highlight or contrast with her skin tones and hair color.
Once everything is carried inside and the door’s locked behind him to ensure their privacy he calls out as he takes out his Hasselblad H1D camera and attaches the external hard drive and a strobe unit, “I’ve got it all inside now Anna. If you have a attaché case why not bring it out when you come out.” And he focuses the camera at the entrance to the hall so he can begin to capture her as soon as she comes into view.
Her high heeled shoe was first in side and alerted him so that as she appeared in the frame of the hallway the strobe flashed capturing her as her hips swayed to one side, her arm back and the sheer silk blouse and suit jacket she wore pulled on one side and gapped on the other revealing the inner curve of her breast almost all of the way to her nipple.
*Flash! Flash! Flash!* went the strobe capturing the surprised look on her face in the first shot that quickly turned to a saucy grin and then what could only be described as a lewd and seductive smile as she struck a sexy pose and leaned forward so her breasts pressed against the blouse and jacket spreading it wider to bare more of them both as she licked her lips.

 

[Arioso]

While Titus carried in more equipment than Anna could ever possibly have imagined, she went back to her room and found exactly the outfit she had in mind:

She had a sheer, white silk blouse that she never wore with just a bra--she usually put a camisole on, too, it was so nearly transparent. The cuffs and collar were a crisp, sharp white, but the neckline dipped in a low vee, revealing the curves of her full breasts. Elegant pearl buttons closed the blouse down the center. Anna shivered as she slid the blouse on and buttoned it up. The silk kissed her bare nipples so wickedly...and she was growing even more aroused as she imagined being photographed in lewd, slutty poses wearing her most elegant, professional attire. Revealing the whore that lurked within her.

Quickly, she slid on a navy blue, tailored gabardine skirt that fell barely to mid thigh and zipped it up over her blouse. Anna looked at herself in the mirror. Her breasts showed brazenly through the silk, as if she were wearing a wet tee shirt. She would be horrified to show up to work like this. But when she donned the matching, navy suit coat, only the shadowy swells of her breasts showed through--a teasing hint, but unless someone were looking closely, she could pass for an ordinary businesswoman.

Although Anna knew that most of it would come off fairly soon, she completed the outfit with some thigh-high stockings and a pair of navy dress heels. It was what she might wear to the office on any given day, except that she wore no bra or panties. A junior sales agent on the outside, and a wanton slut underneath.

Anna grabbed her briefcase, the very same one she'd had with her when she first met Brett, and stepped back into her studio living room. She was greeted by the sight of an elaborate camera set-up aimed right at her.

A brief, surprised lurch of her heart against her rib cage...and then, Anna felt the heat rushing through her as she realized this was it. She was going to pose for Titus and his camera...strip herself bare...tease and seduce the lens...brazenly display herself like a slut....and she wanted it so badly, her clit was throbbing...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna:

*Flash! Flash! Flash!* The camera continued to capture images as Titus began to work his magic with soft verbal directions.

“Now pull back a shoulder as you lean forward on your opposite hand Anna. Turn a bit to your left, a bit more, hold it.”

“Arch your back now. Use both hands to open the case as you bend forward at the same time. *Flash! Flash!*

“Look at my right shoulder and as you do it and lick your lips slowly, sensuously at the same time.” *Flash! Flash!*

“Now turn three-quarters away from me. Twist your upper body and look at my shoulder over your shoulder as you lift some papers from the case.” *Flash! Flash!*

“Drop the papers Anna. Spread your feet a bit. Keep your knees straight as you bend over to pick them up. As your hand touches them look back as if someone has just called your name.” *Flash! Flash!*
“Good. Excellent,” he said as he catches just a hint of her smooth, glistening pussy as her skirt lifts when she bends over.

“It’s a very busy day. You’ve worked very hard. Unbutton your jacket so it hangs open as you sit on the chair with the table in front of you, case open and papers out of it.
“Spread your legs Anna. A bit more please. No, to much close just a bit,” he said as he watched through the view finder.
“Perfect. Now lean over looking at the papers and see if you can look absentminded as a finger rubs a nipple through the blouse.” *Flash! Flash!* Good and now again please. *Flash! Flash!* “Now the other nipple.” *Flash! Flash!* “Excellent, much better.”

“Slouch back Anna. Your bushed. The jacket hangs down at your sides. Your legs drop outward as you just totally relax for a few minutes before it’s back to work again.” *Flash! Flash! Flash!*
He’s captured exactly the look he’d asked for, including her letting her arms hang down limply, something he’d not suggested.

“You’re a natural Anna. I’ve never had a new model work this well before without a lot more coaxing,” he says as he lifts his eyes to hers and smiles a huge smile."

“Ready for more, or would you like to take a short rest?”

 

[Arioso]

"Rest?" Anna gasped softly, her breasts still heaving from the decadent thrill she was getting from posing so suggestively in her business clothes. "Oh -- no, please, I'm...more comfortable...I can go on."

How it had aroused her to bend over, with her heels planted wide on the floor, and feel her skirt slide up just over the bottom curve of her ass cheeks and expose her pussy! And then teasing her nipples, one after the other through her blouse...Anna shivered at the realization that since she had met Brett, she had actually caught herself daydreaming and caressing her nipples during certain private moments in the office...the fantasy was so deliciously real.

Anna let herself go with the sweet, erotic fantasy of how far she might go, daydreaming in her office about Brett. Without even thinking of posing for the camera, she softly bit her lower lip as her right hand absently stroked up and down her neck. Her fingers glided over her smooth flesh, then dipped lower as she undid the top button on her blouse. Her hand slowly swept away to the side, opening her blouse a little further, and pausing over her right nipple. She let her manicured fingernail circle around and around the straining, puckered bud until she moaned from the tingling pleasure.

Then, she reached for one of the papers laid out on her "desk", and lifted it up, pretending to read it. With her free hand, however, she caressed and teased both nipples, feeling them burn with need as she stroked just lightly enough to arouse, but not hard enough to send a full shudder through her.

Her fingers gently undid another button...then another...as she continued to "read" the paper, when suddenly, she let it drop from her fingers and flutter beneath the table. Anna rounded her moist lips in mock surprise, then scooted to the edge of her chair and bent low to pick it up.

As she bent forward, her blouse gaped open wide to the sides and her ripe, luscious tits spilled forth, the nipples dusky and pink as berries.

When she sat back up again and slid back in her seat, her blouse remained open, her jacket hung free to the sides, and her swollen, eager breasts remained bared to the camera, framed on either side by the sheer white silk of her blouse.

Panting softly, Anna looked to Titus for his next direction...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna:

“Let your eyes slit as you bite and lick your lower lip and keep playing with your nipples at the same time,” Titus instructed now that he’d captured all of her improvisation in pictures.

“Slide down lower in your seat and let that pull your skirt up in back as your hand, your nails slide up your inner thigh to pull the front up fully, and tease your shining wet pussy.

“Use your other hand to play with your breasts and nipples. Give yourself what ever you need to bring you to the brink of an orgasm Anna. Then, then take that fat marker out of your case and as you fuck yourself with it play with yourself until you’re cumming and cumming for me,” Titus said, his voice deep and husky with his own arousal, as he prepared to capture her in the pictures he'll take.

 

[Arioso]

It was effortless and instinctual to follow Titus's directions now that Anna could feel the passion building within her. No sooner were the words out of his mouth than she let her eyes narrow to dreamy slits and began to nibble and suck at her lips, utterly surrendering to the delicious pleasure building deep inside.

Then she relaxed and let her body stretch out, slowly easing down in the chair and letting the seat tug the bottom of her skirt up. In front, she slid her hands between her thighs and let her fingers slowly press her thighs open wider and her fingernails graze her flesh until they began to tug the hem of her skirt higher and higher. Soon, her smooth, glistening pussy was bared, her knees parted open lewdly, and the tops of her thigh-high stockings exposed against her naked thighs.

"Ohhh," Anna moaned as she began to stroke one finger lightly up and down the dewy cleft of her cunt. Her right hand stayed between her legs, softly fingering and teasing her pussy, while her left hand slid up to continue pinching and tugging and tickling her nipples.

Anna began to squirm in her seat and let her neck slowly tilt backward. Her face was an exquisite mask of lust as she grimaced and sighed at the steadily blossoming ache in her cunt.

As she felt her lust rise to a fever pitch, she reached for the thick marking pen Titus had told her to use. It was fatter than an ordinary pen -- at least an inch and a half in diameter, if not two inches. Anna poised it at the mouth of her cunt, nestling it just inside her dripping folds, and began circling and stroking it along her slit...teasing coyly...until she began to dip it inside....and pumped...harder....deeper...deeper....

"Ohhh...ohhh Brett...." she breathed heavily, climbing nearer and nearer to her orgasm.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna:

Titus circled her, working his way all around her. He zoomed in and out as he captured close-ups of her face, her fingers playing with her pussy and nipples. He knelt and shot pictures from her knees toward her face and from behind down her body too.
His own arousal as he took the pictures, got close enough to smell her musk and listen to the wet sounds of her arousal have him adjusting his jeans to ease the pressure and let his erection stretch down his pant leg.
“Faster Anna. Fuck yourself as if this will be your last fuck ever,” Titus urged as he moved between her legs and shot picture after picture of her heaving breasts and nipple play as well as the pen moving so fast into her for all of its six inch length except the end she’s gripping.
He’s rising again as she moaned “Ohhh, Ohhh Brett.”
Moving to the table he stands on top of the table and shoots her entire stretched out body from her passion filled face to her hand fucking her like there’ll be no tomorrow.
He growls, as Brett had suggested, “Fuck and cum slut. Cummmm as you fuck yourself for the pictures. Cummmm NOW!” And the flash goes off non-stop as she does so.

 

[Arioso]

Anna frigged her pussy wildly. Her hand pumped furiously, driving the marker in and out of her juicy snatch as she shuddered on the brink of orgasm. She stroked it against her g-spot, angling the marker for maximum friction against her most sensitive, intimate flesh, and rode the thundering wave of her mounting pleasure...until at last...

"OH GOD! OH FUCK! AAHHH FUCK ME OH GOD BRETT!!!" Anna cried out, her whole body tensing and twitching as she began to cum.

She felt the warm, honeyed trickles of her own juices run over her fingers as her hot pussy pulsed around the marker. A blistering explosion cascaded through her belly, coursing outward through her veins from her toes all the way up to her scalp. Her hips bucked against the seat and she arched her back in ecstasy, thrusting her full, round tits outward as she gasped and moaned with her eyes rolled back.

And it felt so wickedly good to be half naked, half dressed in her "power suit" for work at the office....

Dimly, Anna was aware of Titus's camera flashing around her...she wondered what he would want her to do next...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna?

“Take it out,” he murmurs just loud enough to be heard over her labored breathing. “Take it out and lick then suck it clean as your other hand gathers your juices and spread them all over your breasts then your face.”

As she obeys he again takes picture after picture, very happy the hard drive will hold hundreds before he has to stop and change it.

When her skin gleams and shines in the lights, as she licks and sucks the faux dildo/ cock as instructed Titus has to adjust his jeans once more as he take picture after picture until just her saliva remains on the marker.

“Now Anna,” he says a bit more loudly, “sit up and arrange your clothing just a bit.

“When that’s finished, pack the attaché case and go outside. Wait a second or two and enter again as if you’ve just gotten home. When you have go into the bedroom and change into something like the bikini. We’ll take some shots out on your balcony next.

“I’ll shoot as you change then go to the balcony. Once you’re outside I’ll go downstairs after I give you some instructions so I don’t have to yell up at you and shoot as you follow them.
“When you see me heading back up here again, get ready to come back inside once more.
“Any questions Anna?”

When he’s answered any she’d had he begins shooting as she follows his directions.

 

[Arioso]

Anna felt like she was in an orgasmic daze. She had just cum fiercely for Titus and his rapidly flashing camera. On top of that, sucking her own juices from the marker had given her a heady rush; the inner slut in her was heating up.

But she did pause and swallow nervously at his suggestion that they move to the balcony. Her neighbors could see her there.

"It will just be the bikini, out on the balcony -- nothing nude?" Anna asked. Her voice quivered with a touch of anxiety...yet she also felt a slight thrill tickling her in the back of her mind.

What if Titus did push her a little...make her show a little flesh...could she do it?

Although butterflies danced in her stomach, Anna knew that the answer was yes, she would. She'd already made her choice; Brett had told her to follow Titus's instructions.

After Titus dealt with her anxiety about nudity and Anna understood what she would have to do on the balcony, she straightened her clothes and did up a few of the buttons on her sheer blouse. Then she grabbed her briefcase and stepped out into the hall, where she paused for a moment and imagined coming home from work. When she opened her door again, she sauntered into her small apartment with an air of sensual relief after a long day of tension. She set down her briefcase and began undoing the buttons to her blouse as she moved toward her bedroom.

There, she began a coy strip tease -- trying to pretend as though it was a normal day even while she toyed with the camera. Off came her jacket...the blouse slipped from her shoulders to reveal the warm, glowing naked flesh of her tits and belly...she unzipped her skirt and bent a little as she stepped out of it, raising her curvy ass as she folded the skirt neatly and set it on her bed. Then, naked except for her thigh-high stockings and heels, she strode to her dresser and took her time hunting through the drawer for her bikini. Again, she bent low...lifting her ass..letting her full, round breasts sway below her. At last, she drew the skimpy, green bikini out and moved to put it on.

Anna rolled her stockings down and stepped out of her shoes. Her fingers tugged the green thong up her legs, until it rested over her hips and nestled over her smooth pussy. She squirmed a little as she felt the thong settle in between her fleshy cheeks. Then she tied the bikini top around her neck and scooped each silky breast into the tiny scrap of cloth that was supposed to hold her in. The negligible patches of green covered her nipples, areolas, and a little of the swells of her tits, but not much else.

Tying the strings behind her back, Anna walked toward the glass door to her balcony. She drew a deep breath...then opened the door and stepped out...ready to pose according to Titus's instructions...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna:

He shot pictures as she kind of straightened her clothing and left the apartment. He started to shoot again as she reentered as if just coming home from a hard day at work. He continued to shoot pictures as Anna made her way into the bedroom and began to undress.
Flash after flash filled the room as article by article she removed all but her stockings and high heeled shoes. He zoomed and panned back capturing her as she moved, as her body moved.
The light was very flattering to her nudity so he turned off the flash and shot her with the natural light letting the sunlight and shadows highlight and hide places on her incredible body.
When she bent and “searched” for the bikini he took shot after shot of her with particular attention to the firm yet soft looking curve of her ass and her breasts as they hung and swayed. More pictures were taken of her still wet and shining hairless pussy and from the rear they included the tight pucker of her anus too.
As one leg at a time was lifted to remove her stockings Titus sat on the floor in front of her shooting in and up to capture the movement of her boobs as well as nearly getting shots into her wet cunt at the same time.
The whole time he’s shooting he’s making suggestions as to her possible poses, even as he luckily captures a shot as she shivers when pulling the bikini bottom tight and it causes that reaction.
“While on the balcony Anna, I want you to come outside and make sure I’m there and ready.
“Then come out again and put your hands on the railing and lean forward as you look out, and around making sure we’re basically unobserved.
“If you don’t see anyone watching, spread your legs as you twist and rotate your hips at the same time.
“Stretch and twist as if you’re working out the kinks from a long day at the office.
“Then lean on the railing again and take another check for watchers as you move to one of the vertical rails and rub your pussy on it so it pushes the material into your pussy slit as you slowly hump it.
“Glance down at me as if seeing a lover or Brett,” he smiles, “and wave as you begin to hump it pressing hard enough that your lips engulf it. At the same time, if no one’s watching, cup your tits and offer them to the person below as you lick your lips and “kiss him” with those luscious lips as you make the offering of your spectacular tits.
“When you see me walk away lie down on the lounge chair after you get a dildo while I’m on my way back up again.
“We’ll take it from there when I get back to you.”

 

[Arioso]

Anna rested her palms on the iron railing of her balcony and leaned out over it, letting the firm weight of her ample breasts pull her down...lower...as she looked down at Titus with a sultry expression. She glanced up the street, then down...and luckily, all was quiet. None of her neighbors seemed to be looking out of their windows, either.

She eased her feet apart and began to twist her back and roll her shoulders, as if she were working all the cricks and knots out of her spine and stretching tired muscles. It felt so good to let her nearly nude body writhe in the air.

Then...her pulse raced as she moved herself close to one of the vertical iron bars on the railing and began to bow her knees out to the sides, parting her thighs open as she pressed her pussy right against the bar. Anna let out a low moan and shivered as the smooth, hard iron rubbed against her cunt through the thong. She pressed harder, hissing as the thong sank deeper and deeper into her juicy slit -- so deliciously tight as it rubbed between her swollen lips. Anna's fingers gripped tightly around the railing as she felt her thick, dripping petals fan out on either side of the bar...and she began to grind. Her hips thrust lewdly as she humped her pussy up and down the metal pole, panting at the cool kiss of iron against her wet, exposed labia...sliding between them...pressing her thong in deep with such sweet friction.

Anna was so caught up in her lewd masterbation that she didn't even notice when a man appeared in one of the windows in the building across the street.

She looked down to Titus and cupped her tits for him...lifting them up and thrusting them forward while she kept humping her needy, throbbing cunt along a bar that was becoming slick with her sexual nectar. Anna gave a little wave and then pursed her lips together in a slutty, wanton kiss.

When she saw Titus give her a thumb's up and disappear into her building, Anna had to struggle to tear herself away from the railing -- she wanted to keep humping until she came. But she knew that even more decadent pleasures were still ahead.

The liquid heat of her lust coated her inner thighs as she walked into her bedroom and found her largest dildo -- 8" long, thick, and wickedly lifelike with its textured veins and ridged tip.

Anna lay down on her lounge chair out on the balcony just as Titus re-entered her apartment.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna:

He appeared in the balcony door and looked down at Anna laying sprawled on the lounge chair breasts high and heaving from her arousal and pussy essentially bare since the bottom was nearly invisible between her smooth, wet and puffy lips. His eyes widened when he saw the size of her dildo and he wondered if she could take it all into her pussy.

His own state of arousal was plainly evident as the front of his pants was being lifted outward and there was a small, but growing wet spot where the head of his cock should be. However, turned on or not Titus had been and was still the consummate professional.

“Pick it up Anna. Look at it as if it was your lover’s. Then kiss the tip and lick and suck it like you would his cock. At the same time have your other hand slide under the bottoms and begin rubbing your clit and fingering yourself.
“When you’re red hot look at the camera, look at it like a slut in heat needing a hard cock to fuck her... and then do it. Pull aside the bottoms and rape yourself as your other hand plays with those lovely tits and big, hard nipples at the same time.
“I’ll tell you if I want you to climax, and if so when Anna.
“Start any time,” he says camera aimed at her already clicking away just using the natural light and shadows.

 

[Arioso]

Anna nodded when Titus had finished his instructions, and then she began.

She gently picked up the dildo and gazed at it heatedly, as if she had just unzipped Brett's trousers and eased his cock out. Her lips caressed the tip in a soft kiss that grew increasingly wet and deep. Laving along the veined underside with her tongue, Anna tried to imagine how she would lick and suck Brett's cock if he were here now.

A moan welled up from her chest as she bathed the dildo with her saliva, soaking it enough so that she could take it inside her. The entire thing was too long to fit comfortably, but that was why she'd bought it -- she liked having some of it stick out, too long to be stuffed in, while her inner walls strained around its thickness.

While her tongue slid up and down the shaft, and her lips parted to nurse and suck on the prominent crown, Anna let her free hand slip down between her thighs. Coyly, she burrowed her fingers beneath the bikini bottom and began to tease her clit. She drew her knees up a little and out to the sides, opening herself a little wider for the camera as she nudged her thong to the side and bared her pussy as she sank her middle finger into her juicy cunt. In and out she pumped, slurping her finger through her hot nectar, frigging herself eagerly as she took the dildo even further into her mouth.

Finally, when she was boiling with lust, Anna lifted her eyes to Titus and his camera. Her cheeks were flushed deep red and she panted heavily, the raw desire flaring in her gaze and in the tense, twitchy pose of her body. She looked longingly into the camera's lens, practically begging to be fucked.

Then, in one swift motion, she angled the monster dildo between her legs and speared it up into her snatch. Anna tossed her head back and groaned as she felt her pussy lips strain around the hulking shaft and her slick, inner walls ache as they yielded to each thrust. She gasped and clenched her jaw as she began slamming the dildo in an out -- raping herself with the toy, fucking her pussy mercilessly.

"Unnhh...ohhhgodddddd!!" Anna moaned, feeling the wicked, sweet burn grow as she battered her stretched, gaping cunt. She fought to hold herself back from orgasm, since Titus had hinted that he might not want her to cum...

..but it was going to be so...hard...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna:

He got pictures of her as more and more of the dildo was sucked into her mouth and her lips fastened tightly around it.

He got pictures of her as she bared her pussy and fingered it slowly at first then furiously.

He got pictures as the fake cock moved from her mouth to her open pussy and of her slamming it in and the ecstatic look on her face as it stretched and filled her before she started to fuck herself with it.

“You’re a slut Anna. A cock hungry and cum needy slut who’s being slam fucked by the cock she wants, needs and has to have in her hungry cunt.
“Fuck it Anna and fuck it back as you play with your tits and nipples,” Titus instructed as he moves side to side and around her capturing pictures of her in all of her intensely lewd and wanton glory.

As he worked he gripped and tightly held onto his professionalism to keep from ripping off his clothing and fucking her just like the fake cock was doing.

 

[Arioso]

Sweat began to glisten all over Anna's skin as she fiercely plunged the dildo deeper and deeper into her cunt, so fucking deep it felt like she was coring her insides out. A steady stream of sensual, animalistic moans flooded from her parted lips as she felt the fat dong scrape and rub her walls. The friction was so intense, that she could feel her pussy all throughout her body, throbbing and aching.

You’re a slut Anna. A cock hungry and cum needy slut who’s being slam fucked by the cock she wants, needs and has to have in her hungry cunt, Titus urged her on in a terse, low voice.

It drove Anna wilder to hear him call her a slut; she shuddered at the thought of her wanton passions consuming her, making her crave hard cock in her pussy...making her need to be used.

"Yess....yesssss!" she hissed in agreement.

When Titus told her to fuck back at the dildo, she practically flew to obey with an eagerness that fanned the heat of her lust to near blistering. Bracing her feet against the lounge chair, Anna bucked her hips up and down obscenely -- willingly fucking her cunt over the long, rigid cock in her hand. Her hand shoved it hard as her hips thrust up and she yelped in mild pain as the tip bruised her cervix. With her free hand, she brushed the scraps of material from her bikini top aside and began teasing her nipples. They were turgid, and flushed such a deep pink that they glared out from her pale, smooth breasts. Goosebumps prickled the outer ring of her areolas while her nipples swept up into a thick, puckered column of tender flesh. She flicked them and pinched them and stretched them away from her jiggling tits as she kept forcing the dildo into her cunt with loud, wet smacking sounds.

In the fire of lust, Anna glanced up to Titus as he photographed her...and saw the huge bulge beneath his slacks.

A saucy, satisfied grin tugged at her lips as she continued to stare at the obvious erection straining beneath his pants....

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna:

He captured every bit of her baring those world class breasts and how her nipples stood up hard and firm begging for attention that she gleefully gave them as each was pinched, twisted and pulled.
He zoomed in and captured beads of sweat on her jiggling breasts as their front was elongated when she pulled on her nipples making the beads slide together then down the firm globes of flesh.
As he photographed more picture of the mask of lust and passion her face had become, he became aware of how her eyes were fixed on his crotch and he knew just what she was looking at, as it stretched down his leg.
While shooting from the side to capture the up thrusting of her hips to meet the plunge of the dildo into her pussy over and over again Titus decided to increase her heat even more.
His free hand drops to his pants. He slowly unzips then and fishes out his hard and throbbing penis.
He continues to take pictures as her eyes narrow, her tongue licks dry lips and she fucks herself and the dildo faster and harder as she stares fixedly at his bobbing cock as he moves and shoots.

 

[Arioso]

Anna let out a soft, triumphant sigh when Titus unzipped his pants and let his stiff cock spring free. She'd done that.

She kept thrusting the dildo deep in her pussy and began to think a very wicked thought. Her mind whispered at her what Brett had said: that she was free to have sex with the photographer if she wished, so long as it was safe and she kept her ass for Brett alone.

Her eyes fixated on his aching manhood...at the clear, thick drops of precum clinging to the tip...and her frigging grew even more sensual...more hypnotic.

"May I suck your cock?" Anna breathed and licked her lips in anticipation.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna:

“You can only suck it if you earn it Anna. Only if you show me, show the camera what a wonderfully dirty little slut you are.
“Roll over Anna. Lift your tight ass high and keep your legs wide, wide apart as you fuck yourself and fuck the dildo back at the same time.
“Hold yourself up with one hand and let your breasts bounce and swing as you play with one and then the other.
“Show us what a hot and eager slut you are, and how badly you want to feel my cock in your mouth... before I pull it out and cum all over your face as I take pictures of it all.”
“If you want it slut, earn it.”

 

[Arioso]

Anna nearly rolled her eyes at his response. The man was rock hard, yet he seemed to have the typical male need to assert that she was the only hungry, needy, horny one present...that 'she' was desperate...

Thank goodness Brett had a little more finesse.

Nonetheless, she rolled herself over and spread her legs wide so she could fuck herself down over the dildo that aimed up from beneath her. After all, these pictures were for Brett, so she was enjoying every slutty pose -- even if the mood had snapped and, inwardly, she was fighting not to laugh at Titus's need to make her 'prove' herself.

As she humped herself wantonly over the dildo, knees braced wide apart, she continued to gaze lustfully at the camera. And she looked right through it, right through Titus...and thought only of Brett....her brief impulse to suck the bare cock in front of her waning, and only her desire to give Brett the best shots she could remaining.

She panted and frigged her pussy madly, playing with her dangling breasts, teasing the swollen nipples while her face revealed the deep lust and mirth that she was enjoying...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna:

“Yessss, show the camera Anna. Let it see how hot you are. Show Brett how badly you need,” he said as he captured her change of position and how the light and shadows shifted and changed on her body.
“Keep it up Anna. Don’t stop,” he said as he moved and clicked, moved and clicked.
He knelt and shot, he stood on a chair and shot. He lay on the balcony and shot from in front of her and from behind her.
He continued as Anna used the dildo to give herself pleasure and she wet, squishing sounds and her musk filled the air around them.

 

[Arioso]

Anna pumped her hips in sharp, forceful thrusts that plunged the dildo high and deep up her clenching pussy. She imagined herself straddling Brett's lap and riding his cock hard, squeezing him with her inner muscles and surrendering herself to him completely.

She sank into the delicious fantasy and lost any concern for Titus who buzzed around her, this way and that, clicking his camera.

Her hand grew slippery from the rich, salty juices that leaked out of her cunt and dribbled down over her knuckles and fingers. She pulled and twisted and stirred the dildo inside her while her hips thrusted in a steady, brutal rhythm...

...displaying the deep, carnal desire within her...the yearning for Brett's touch...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Titus, the photographer, with Anna:

It was apparent to Titus that Anna had moved to another headspace as she moved and fucked, fucked and moved. He’d seen it before and understood that should he speak he’d pull her from where ever she was.
The pictures he was now getting were so incredible he had no plans to disturb her if he could avoid it.
He’d just shoot and shoot letting her to as she wished without suggestions because he couldn’t improve upon what he was already getting from her. He wouldn’t even stop her from her orgasm, unless she asked permission that is.
If she did ask he’d refuse her and capture the struggle to stop, to hold back and the frustration on her face.
If not then he’d get pictures of an incredibly sensual, sexy and erotic woman in the throes of orgasmic release.