Key Words: leather, grip
Forbidden Words: tug, yank
It felt so cliché, bent over an expensive leather couch, his
hand in her hair, his grip gently but forcefully, keeping her under control. She felt her lips swell and fought the urge
to cry out, but her body was not cooperating. She felt droplets of arousal form
on her swollen lips and cool her skin as they ran down her inner thigh. She shook her head, but he held her in place.
“This was your idea Cindy, not mine,” he smirked. “I wanted traditional wedding pictures, but
Noooo, you insisted on something different.
I hope you’re happy.” (99)
Word Limit: 300-309
Key Words: leather, grip
Forbidden Words: tug, yank
I didn’t
know my shoot would end up like this, but here I am, camera in hand, lights and
reflectors in place, taking pictures of an engaged couple and she’s almost naked. Fuck.
She had planned this all along. Once my gear was ready, she whispered in his
ear, he objected, she reached behind her neck and undid the clasp on her dress.
It fell to the floor. He was stunned.
Her corset highlighted her breasts and uncovered nipples. Her stockings were sheer and expensive, and
her skin was perfection. Her mound hairless,
and her smile as bright as the sun.
“Let’s take some pictures.” She said.
I picked up my camera, and my jaw, and tried to focus, literally and
mentally.
‘What did I step into?”
I encouraged him to get into the moment, but he was struggling. He hadn’t been warned, or consulted, and his
discomfort and his erection were easy to spot.
I put my hand on his hand.
“She loves you,”
I slid his hand lower on her bare hip.
“She trusts you,”
I moved his fingers between her legs.
“Carpe Diem.”
I pressed our fingers against her lips, pushing his in.
I reluctantly stepped back and started shooting.
Her breathing changed to panting as his fingers vanished inside his
bride-to-be.
“Keep going.” I encouraged him, “deeper.”
She humped her hips against the leather couch, then back against his fingers,
“More Baby.” She sighed.
He looked at me and I nodded to give him permission, but his hands were busy.
I reached in and unzipped him and gripped his hard shaft.
“Wait.” I said, repositioning for a good shot, “Now”
Her body accepted him in one thrust.
Her voice filled the room as his cock filled her up, and my climax soaked my
jeans.
She looked at me, I nodded. She would
love the pictures.
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