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I met a guy at a bar who mentioned to me that I should look into modeling, nude modeling. In his words… because I was fucking hot. I thought he was trying to pick me up, until he handed me a business card. I looked it over good and hard once I got home. What made me believe him, was the fact that he never really hit on me after he handed me his card. There was a fax number and an office number. I checked the address in the phone book. Sure enough, it existed. I gathered up my nerve, not really sure what to expect and called the number. A really hot sounding guy answered the phone. I stuttered and stammered a bit before getting my name out and that Jim had handed me his card, instructing me to call.

The guy asked me how tomorrow looked. I didn’t have a thing to do so we set the appointment. I was so nervous. This was going to be my first ever photo shoot. Everyone seemed very professional so far, but I still felt a tiny bit uncomfortable getting undressed knowing that the camera followed my every move. Everything would be caught on film. I couldn’t sleep at all the night before the shoot. I kept having weird dreams, like the camera wouldn’t focus or I had something stuck in my teeth. Don’t get me wrong. I think I have a great body. Maybe not porn star material, but I definitely turn some heads when I walked down the street.

I arrived a little early and was told to wait in the Sam’s office. He would be handling the shoot. Ugh! I thought I might get lucky and have a chic doing the clicking. I fidgeted with my purse, shorts, shirt, hair… well anything really. Sam met me in his office and immediately tried to ease my nervousness. After a few minutes of calm voices and assurance, we both finally agreed that once we got going with the shoot I would probably forget all about being anxious and instinct would take over.

He led me to a back room. The backdrop for the shoot was a deep red and against that was a black leather couch. Not at all what I expected. I don’t know, for some reason I had cheap motel in my head, so needless to say I was pleasantly surprised. And for the first time in a week, I wasn’t nervous. Sam told me to do whatever came to me. I looked around I had three choices, the couch, the table at the end of the couch and the floor. The last two didn’t appeal to me in the least.

I wasn’t sure what I was going to do so I just started undressing slowly, trying to tease the camera and Sam. More so Sam than the camera. He was hot, there’s no getting around that. The more I thought about him looking at me through the lens of that camera the more turned on I got and the further I took things. I pulled up my thin white tank top and tossed it onto the side table, being extra careful to tease Sam. With my back turned to him I turned my head slightly as I took of my bra and let it fall to the floor. I was playing coy, but the only thing I could think of by now was getting into his pants.

The click of the camera had been a steady rhythm up to now, but as I started to work my jean shorts past my hips, revealing my white thong the camera stopped. I turned to look at him and he clicked again as if trying not to get caught. I looked down at his pants and noticed an obvious bulge had formed. With a sly grin on my face I turned around and let my pants fall to the floor. I think the last picture that he took was when he was easing me down onto the couch with his body. The camera was placed gently on the end table as he started to undress.

The coolness of the leather made goose bumps rise all over my body as did watching that sexy man undress in about half a second. Before I knew it he was on top of me, his hands roaming all over my body. They soon found my thong and yanked it off. The pure carnal lust that existed between us was a complete turn on. I don’t want flowers and romance. I just want a good hard fucking. I was about to get just that.

After a few minutes of kissing and rough handling, I felt the head of his cock press against my soaking wet lips. I wanted to feel him inside me so bad it hurt. I put my mouth to his ear and told him to fuck me. He needed no other encouragement. Sam rammed his thick hard rod deep inside my tight walls forcing me to moan loudly and filling me completely.

Our thrusts were hard and fast. There was nothing gentle about it. With all my sexual frustration pent up, the fact that I was being fucked hard added to the fact that Sam was gorgeous, I knew I would cum quickly. We both wanted the same thing, to cum and get there fast. The thought of two bunnies comes to mind.

We were both covered in sweat from our exertions, so much so that the leather of the couch was slickened and made loud rude noises with each of our thrusts. My mouth was dry from moaning and just as we both started to slide against each other from sweat, I felt that long missed feeling of my orgasm building up deep within me. I squeezed my aching pussy tighter around his cock, forcing a moan from him. I wanted him to cum with me, but I was going to cum soon. I forced my hips to meet his as hard as I could, wanting to milk his cock. My moans were almost non-stop by now. We were like pistons, his cock coming almost all the way out of my wetness before ramming deep again. Our panting, moans and the scent of sex filled the air.

Then it happened. My body tensed, I held my breath and grabbed his ass with both hands, my fingernails digging into his flesh slightly as my climax washed over my body. My pussy spasmed around his cock making him explode with hot seed deep inside me, coating my walls. Stream after stream jetted from his dick, until I could feel it overflow and ooze out of my hole and down to my ass. His pulsating cock threatened to stretch me further than my pussy would allow. We both shuddered against each other causing our movements to be more jerky than anything else. He continued his thrusts, all though mush slower now, until both of us had worked past our peaks.

As regained our composure, I thought to myself… we were right, my instinct would take over.
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