“This is what I want,” she said, crossing one lithe leg over the other.
“I want to make my own amateur porn movie.”
He swallowed and shifted in his seat. He was a professional, right? It was a job, just like any other. Except this was going to be nothing like any other job. Just hearing the word porn spoken out loud by such a gorgeous woman made his cock tingle.
“I’d like something beautifully shot, that looks really good,” she continued, smoothing her dress across her lap. “I’ve been planning this for a long time, and finally my boyfriend’s on board.” A smile played over her voluptuous lips. He was grateful that there was a desk between them.
Pressing a pencil hard between his fingers, he cleared his throat gently to ask some questions. She was completely relaxed and smiling broadly at him—he sensed a trace of amusement in her expression, and her eyes never left his. It was obvious to him that she was the kind of woman who knew what she wanted and how to get it.
“Could you give me some more details?’ he asked, proud of how strong his voice sounded.
The client tossed her long brunette hair over her shoulder, catching it in her hand then stroking it down her front again. Her fingers seemed to stroke her breast beneath her dress—or was it his imagination? The room suddenly felt unbearably hot.
“Sure,” she purred. He was convinced that she was doing this on purpose. Fuck, it was working. “I want to make a porn movie just for me, to watch on my own or with my boyfriend… or other people if the mood takes me. I want to watch myself being desired, being kissed, being licked, being fucked. I want to hear my boyfriend’s hips slapping against my arse. I want to hear myself moaning. Coming. Hard.”
She paused and twirled her fingers in her hair once more. Her stare was determined and unwavering.
“Do you know what I mean?”
He swallowed again. And nodded.
Her gorgeous lips parted into a grin. “As I mentioned in my email, I’ve always been an admirer of your work,” she continued, leaning towards him. “I’d love you to make my movie. Would you be… up for it?”
“I’ll clear my diary,” he replied.
***
Baby sashayed across the room, giving the photographer a cheeky wink. The atmosphere matched the way she felt—light and carefree. Her heels clacked against the tiled floor, sending tiny judders up her thighs which she felt in her already moistening pussy. She was beyond excited. Everything, and everybody, was ready. This was really happening. She was about to make her very own amateur porn movie.
It had been a real kick for her, going to the photographer’s studio and actually telling him out loud how much she wanted to be filmed fucking. She’d known how alluring she looked that day. She’d planned it all, purposely wearing something clingy and revealing. It added to the frisson of naughtiness she felt when she said all those dirty words to the poor unsuspecting guy.
It got even better still when she saw how turned on he became as she described her erotic movie in all its sexy detail. When she had told him she wanted the erotic movie to finish on a close-up of Jésus’ spunk trickling out of her shaved pussy she was genuinely concerned that the poor man was going to shoot his load right there and then. To know that he would have to rein himself in as she and Jésus feasted on each other had been keeping her hot and ready in the few days that had passed since the appointment.
And as Jésus said, the fact that they’d be fucking each other in front of a man who would have swapped places with him in a heartbeat gave him one more reason to make Baby’s dream a reality.
As horny as they had been during the whole lead-up to the shoot, Baby had enforced a strict no-sex rule until they were in front of the camera. It had been torture for them both.
They lay in bed at night talking about what was going to happen in a few days’ time but couldn’t act on it—no cuddling, no kissing, no touching. By the time the day came they were desperate for each other.
And that was today—right here, right now. Baby couldn’t wait for Jésus to arrive, and for the filming and fucking to begin. She took a seat by the window, the gossamer drapes floating dreamily beside her. A glass of crisp white wine was waiting for her and she took a sip, grateful for this moment of calm before the storm. A tiny twinkle of blissful clarity, anticipating what was to come and thinking, I really want this.
From what seemed like far off in the distance, she heard the camera lens click. It made her pussy tighten.
The door opened and Jésus entered. Tall, dark and stunningly handsome, he walked nonchalantly across the room towards her, his focus locked on to her and only her. The camera clicked again as excitement washed through Baby’s system, but she stayed poised and in control—this opening shot was important.
Jésus stood in front of her, tossing his jacket aside and pulling his crisp white T-shirt over his head. The light played off the muscles of his taut stomach, his biceps swelling as he pulled the material off the most exquisite body Baby had ever seen. She heard the camera snapping away in the distance, adding another rhythm to the thudding of her heart and the pounding in her cunt.
He locked eyes with Baby, reaching down and taking her hand, sliding it onto his body. She stroked his chest slowly, taking her time as she revelled in the sight of her fingers moving across the tattoos on his expansive chest. She could feel him watching her. She always came alive beneath Jésus’ appreciative gaze—how much he enjoyed looking at her turned her on so much, emboldened her. It gave Baby the courage to unleash the sexy bitch who had always lived inside her, but she had never felt comfortable enough to reveal to others.
Yet here she was, controlling the desire of two men. Both of them were in awe of her sexual power, one of them here to pleasure her, the other there to document how beautiful she was… how sexy, how naughty.
She ran her hand down to the top of his trousers. She yearned to see and taste his big cock, but she knew it wasn’t time yet. God, it was so tantalising! Jésus’ hand was guiding her now, helping her to her feet to stand before him, still gazing at her. She could see the desire burning in his deep brown eyes. It had been days of holding back, and now that they were finally allowed to touch they hesitated for a split second before kissing each other deeply.
The fact that the photographer was watching them embrace so passionately was not lost on Baby. She kissed Jésus’ soft open mouth slowly, languidly, giving the photographer time to get the best angle of Jésus’ lips on hers, her tongue curling out of her mouth in sensuous bliss. Showing off their foreplay to the best effect made Baby cream. She couldn’t help herself smiling with pure self-satisfaction as Jésus turned her round to feel her bum against him. They glanced at each other for a second and a message crossed between them:
We’re really doing this.
Encased in his rippling arms, Baby gave in to the electricity coursing through her body. Jésus massaged her breasts through her tight red dress, a move that always sent shockwaves through her system, but then he tore the dress away from them, freeing the pert flesh. The waiting camera clicked incessantly as if it were applauding. Baby melted into ecstasy at being so on show—she looked straight into the lens of the camera, rejoicing at how sexy it felt to have her tits exposed, then kneaded and rubbed in Jésus’ strong hands.
She knew that she couldn’t give herself utterly up to pleasure right now, though. There were more shots to get. A camera was running as well as clicking, and she wanted to make sure that every angle was perfect. She kissed Jésus once more, but then moved her wet mouth down his body, feeling every undulation in his torso on her way to his flies. Her mouth watered, she was desperate for his cock but no—she caught herself.
Not yet. Tease him. Tease the photographer. Most importantly, tease yourself. This is your movie. Make yourself hotter than you can stand, show yourself off, so when you watch this movie you’ll be so turned on by yourself you have to watch it again and again…
So Baby ran her mouth up his body instead, enjoying the fabric of her tight red dress caressing her as she did so. A few more kisses, cupping his bollocks through his trousers, and then she leaned down again, letting the camera linger on her arse.
Now it was time. She sat, tits still exposed, and slowly unzipped Jésus’ fly. She turned to the camera as she eased his stiffening cock out of his trousers, her mouth soaking wet now and ready to take him in. Jésus did his part, too, moving the fabric out of the way so the photographer could really see Baby licking and sucking on his velvet shaft. Baby couldn’t wait to find out how she looked with such a long, thick member in her mouth, stretching her lips apart. She was convinced she’d look ecstatic, Jésus’ cock tasted so good. Baby made sure that the photographer got shots of her teasing it, licking it and opening her mouth wide for it, slurping it down so far that she choked on it—her favourite part of giving head.
Pussy aching, it was time for something different. Baby led Jésus to the bedroom, where he pushed her against the wall, kissing her lustfully and pulling her dress further down her body. Baby sensed the photographer following their movements as Jésus began feasting on her tits, taking their passion to greater heights. She wanted more footage of his cock in her mouth, so she crouched before him, grateful to open her legs and feel the cool air on her. Jésus instinctively knew what she wanted and fucked her mouth vigorously, pulling her arms over her head so he could thrust without restraint. Baby knew how amazing this would look on film—gagging on his huge penis, loving the fucking her throat was taking. Her body quivered when she imagined shots of herself looking like the dirty, cock-hungry slut she knew she was, so when Jésus pulled her skirt up and slapped her arse she nearly lost all control. Being seen the way she’d always dreamed of creating a high like no other.
Jésus pulled her into the bedroom for their next scene, one that he had specifically requested and Baby was delighted to include. He pushed her onto the bed, tearing off his trousers and pressing her legs apart, caressing the edge of her panties with his searching mouth and breathing in the hot scent of her cunt. Lifting her hips so he could peel the pants off her, Baby lowered them into a different position to create the perfect angle for the camera. She wanted as much of her creaming pussy on show as possible when Jésus’s luscious tongue lapped at her, gently scooping tendrils of musky juices from her moist labia and then gobbling at her ravenously. She loved how he devoured her, and when he dribbled spit into her cunt to make her even wetter to eat, Baby couldn’t help but throw her head back in her own greedy pleasure.
Baby spread her legs wide in the air now and looked into the camera once again. She imagined her movie-going viral: strangers getting hard, or wet, at the sight of Jésus eating her out, at the sound of her squeals of pleasure. Their engorged boobs would be aching, their nipples hardening as they watched. They’d be fumbling at their flies, unbuttoning them hastily so they could grab their cocks in their hand and join in, it was so hot. These thoughts, plus Jésus’ tongue dancing across her clit, inflamed her beyond all reason and her body exploded in waves of fireworks.
Coming out of the orgasm, Baby knew she needed to regain some composure. Lust and passion still roiled in her loins and she didn’t want to lose control again too soon, not after coming so hard moments before. The photographer had started using the video camera, and she’d only just noticed him standing above her, documenting her ecstatic cumface forevermore. There was more to show, more for her to enjoy with her amazing lover, and the photographer retreated as Jésus climbed onto the bed, ready for the next scene—the fuck.
He stroked his huge dick along her yielding pussy lips, his glans teasing her stiffening clit. She bit her lip, trying vainly to keep it together… and then she watched him dribble more spit onto his rock-hard penis.
She felt it trickle down onto her labia and into her hole. Jésus fucked it into her pussy. It was so filthy, and the slippery sensation of his thick cock inside her took her to a whole other level of arousal. She stared into the camera with a lascivious look in her eyes.
Look at me. Watch me take it.
They were really doing it, everything she had talked about. They were fucking on film. She was having the sex of her fantasies and she couldn’t wait to see herself like this: her bare breasts bouncing and his shaft spreading her open.
Baby gasped as Jésus slipped in and out of her sodden hole, revelling in the view of him holding her leg to his rippling torso, his pelvis slapping against her. Gazing at her with delirious pleasure. Stopping occasionally to make sure that he didn’t come too quickly. The way he looked and what he was doing to her made her cry out, her pussy clutching… and when he took her supple neck in his hands, fucking her even harder, she felt the waves of another orgasm begin to wash over her.
Hang on Baby, don’t let go yet… it can’t end yet, it’s too good…
She lay back on the bed, the pounding of his cock and the movement of the lens moving in and out edging towards another orgasm. She closed her eyes in bliss as the photographer stood over her to get a closer look.
Sharing a kiss, Jésus lay behind her. Baby lifted her leg to make sure she could get all of his cock inside her again. One of his hands found her breasts and the other found her arse, swatting one of her soft buttocks as the camera focused in on the slapping rhythm of his cock in her dribbling snatch. Once again she turned her face to the camera, feeling sexier and more powerful than she ever had before. Everyone would see how much cock she could take, how much pleasure. She rolled her hips onto Jésus hungrily, engulfing as much of his slick penis as she could. He turned Baby on so much, and she was turned on even more by having the photographer in the room, silently watching—and waiting. Waiting for the Money Shot she’d teased him with in his studio that day, maybe…
She knew both men were desperate for The Cumshot, so she decided to make them wait. She stopped fucking Jésus, but only to sit on his face and have the photographer film the expert action of her man’s tongue on her clit. Her dress was now rolled around her waist so she stripped it off as she ground herself onto his mouth—she wanted to be completely naked for the climax of the shoot. Stretching herself along his body to suck his prick once more, Baby was elated to sense that the photographer was filming the amazing tonguing her snatch was receiving, and that was enough to push her over the edge into another explosive release.
Now it was time.
Baby’s body was trembling—a combination of her intense orgasm and excitement at finally reaching the shot she’d ached to see. She was ready: a bit of reverse cowgirl so the camera could record her fully naked body getting fucked hard and fast, then facing Jésus to taste his mouth as he upped the pace, moaning into each other’s faces as they both got swept up in an earth-shuddering climax.
He came long and deep.
***
Baby hit the pause button, her eyes sparkling.
Jésus’ hot cum was oozing from her pink, open hole, and she stared at it with breathless wonder. For the first time since sitting down to watch her just-delivered movie, she moved her hand from her sopping vulva and picked up her glass of champagne.
“Cheers,” she said out loud, huskily. Desire had tightened her throat as well as her pussy.
The film was exquisite. Jésus was hypnotic to watch, and seeing herself revel in such exhibitionist behaviour was beyond thrilling. The cock-hungry sexy bitch in her had been unleashed—and she was here to stay.
The last few drops of champers fizzed onto her thickening clit as she smiled back at the triumphant woman on screen. She reached for the bottle and circled its cool opening around her clutching hole.
“Time for a sequel,” she murmured, pushing it in.
Ends
Read all about the wonderful author: Persephone Blackwell
The Hispanic given name “Jesús” is spelled with the accent on the u, not the e, putting the emphasis on the second syllable: hey-ZOOS. You can see this spelling used on the model’s IAFD model page.
Many thanks for the clarification, the amendment has been made to Jesús profile page
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