Photographer with bride-to-be

[Gareman]

My thrusts had become animal-like. I slammed deeply into the young bride-to-be. She had looked so sweet when she entered my studio earlier. Now she was begging to be fucked like a nymphomaniac. Curt would never see this side of her. He didn't have what it took to bring it out.

My cock was relentless. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled myself farther into her. God was she beautiful. She screamed out and I knew I had hit the spot. She was cumming again...

 

[dansemajik]

This wave of esctacy took me, and let me fly out of the universe, before it grabbed me and carried me back to this place of intense sensation. I was moaning, low and deep in my chest. My whole body shivering with it. He was poised over me, and watching the expressions fly across my face. My field of vision only held white light before it gave way to his face, full of kindness with a wild look in his eye. His cheeks were flushed and his breathing harsh. I licked my lips and said horsely, will you kiss me?

 

[Gareman]

OOC: Sorry again for the delay. This time I moved !!

I pressed my lips to hers, tasting the saltiness of my cum on her mouth. She was an angel. Curt certainly didn't deserve her. I parted her lips with my tongue, French kissing my sexually liberated young bride-to-be. She opened up willingly.

Our mouths worked sensually, joining us in the one union we hadn't explored. I hoped that this liason would not be our last, but savored every moment incase it was.

Her spasms subsided and she relaxed. I removed my penis and wrapped my arms around her. Loving her the way I knew Curt never would.

 

[dansemajik]

My whole body was tingling. He kissed me and wrapped his arms around me and just held me. I snuggled up to him. I had never felt like this before. It was amazing. I lay there letting my heart beat slow down. I couldn't wait for my next lesson. I wondered if he was learning anything from me. I let my finger trace his nipples. Amazed at the response. It hardened immediately. I licked my finger and ran it over his already hard nipple. It got harder. I put my hand to his face and let my fingers trail over his features. Feeling the slope of his forehead, the arch of his eyebrows, his long eyelashes fanning against my fingers. His high cheek bones, his strong jawline. The sexy lips, that were slightly open. I sighed, and looked into his eyes. He was a marvelous teacher. I was wondering about my next lesson.

 

[Gareman]

Brenda was glowing after our lovemaking session. She looked radiant. She teased my nipples playfully, sending an electric current through my body. She was so sweet and innocent and I wanted to teach her so much. I wanted to hold her and protect her. I wanted to talk her out of marrying the asshole that was her fiancee. But most of all I wanted her to continue visiting me and enjoying our newfound relationship.

"Brenda, you are such a beautiful girl," I whispered, "promise me that you will come back again."

I kissed her forehead, stroking her hair. She smiled her innocent smile and my heart melted.

 

[dansemajik]

I let his words sink in. I was rethinking my marriage plans. Not because of this night, well, maybe because of what happend tonite, the feelings, the incredible rush, of this kind of sex. I would never get that with Curt. I would spend the rest of my life sexually frustrated. I would end up cheating on him to get what I needed sexually. In my mind I could picture sex with Curt. Missionary style, twice a week, whether he wanted to or not. Curt was just not a sensual creature. He wanted me because of my social position in the community. I was trophy for him to parade around town.

I smiled and said, "Oh, I will be back." I meant that. But first I had to break off my engagement, and cancel the wedding. How would I tell my Mother?

 

[Gareman]

We both got dressed, reluctantly. I wanted her to stay the night, but she had "things to take care of". I wasn't sure what that meant, but I nodded.

I walked her to the door, kissing her deeply before opening it for her.

"You are a wonderful young girl," I said, "whatever you decide to do with what just happened, I respect. I don't want to get in the way of anything you have planned. Just please stop back and see me."

She smiled and winked at me. I wasn't sure what that meant, but she handed me her crown and walked out the door.

"Brenda, you're going to need this, " I yelled after her.
She never turned around, opening her car door and driving away.

 

[dansemajik]

I heard him holler at me, but I kept going. I had a mission. I had to begin my life. My first stop was to my parents house. They were in the kitchen drinking coffee. I told them that I wanted to call off the wedding. I wasn't asking for permission, I was asking them to support my decision. They seemed relieved. They didn't say anything other than they stand behind me.

My next stop was to Curts. He met me at the door, dressed for work in his dark suit, white shirt and maroon and navy striped tie. His smile faded when he saw that I was disheveled, and without makeup. Still wearing the jeans I had put on last night. "Curt, I need to talk to you." He replied, "Where were you last night? I tried to call you all night long, where were you Brenda?" I raised my hands up, and said, "Curt, I need to talk to you, may I come in?"
He backed up and let me in. I know that I probably still smelled of sex, I should have taken a shower before I came over, but I was too focused. "How can you go around looking like that?" Curt said, curling his lip at my attire, and lack of makeup. I finally got him to sit down and shut up. I handed him the ring he had given me. "I don't want to marry you Curt." He took the ring and shook his head. "What does that mean?" I said, "I can't marry you. I don't love you, I am not ready to get married."

Curt escorted me to the door and slammed it behind me. He didn't say a word, he didn't deem me worthy of words. I was sure he would call my parents.

I felt lighter of heart than I had in months. Free. I could paint. I could dress in rags if I felt like it. I could go a day without makeup. I went back to my apartment and took a long hot shower. I seemed to be smiling, and couldn't stop.

I called the photographer, and left a message on his machine. "I would like to request another um....session, call me and tell me when you have a time slot available." I remembered to tell him my name and gave my phone number. It occurred to me, he didn't have a name....or at least I didn't know what it was.

 

[Gareman]

I stayed at the studio that night, developing the photos and watching the video. God she looked so young and innocent. How could I have done this ? It was almost incestuous, with a daughter so close to her in age. But it was so good !!

Since the divorce, six years ago, no woman had ever made me feel this way. I had dated many woman, all around my age, but had never been so attracted to any of them. This young kid had lit something that I had thought died years ago.

I finally dozed off. Dreaming of her sweet young body and all the pleasure it had given me. I doubted I'd ever see her again. She would realize what she had done and hire another photographer to do the wedding. My dreams reflected the pessimism I felt including a scene where she laughs at me and calls me a foolish old man. I woke up heartbroken.

The phone was ringing. I heard the machine pick up. It was Brenda !! She called to request another session. I dove for the phone, trying to grab it before she hung up, but was too late. My heart was racing. I wanted her now.

Pretending to be ill, I called my employees and told them to take the day off. Hopefully, I will feel better tomorrow.

I waited for a few hours and then called Brenda back. She answered on the second ring.

"Hello, Brenda ?" I asked "This is Ron, the photographer I can fit you in today if you want to come down."

 

[dansemajik]

I had been on the phone all day, cancelling wedding plans, trying to get back deposits. Calling friends and family. I thought that it would be another family member or friend to call and get the real scoop when the phone rang. It was My photographer, I finally had a name, Ron. He said he was available now. "Great." I said, "Give me an hour and I will meet you at your studio." I got ready, choosing a simple black dress, that hugged my shape, and enhanced my legs. I slipped on a pair of black sandals and sprayed on some patchouli oil. I took another look in the mirror. I looked good. I was ready for another lesson. I knew that everything I learned from Ron would stay with me for a lifetime. I owed him so much for opening up my eyes to the mistake that I was about to make. I wanted to be a good student.

 

[Gareman]

I waited for Brenda patiently. I was thrilled that she was coming over so quickly, but confused. What would Curt think about her spending so much time at the studio ?

I went to the liquor store and bought an assortment of booze. I wasn't sure if Brenda drank, but tonight we were going to party.

I returned to the studio and waited for Brenda to arrive. I couldn't wait. Tonight was going to be special.

 

[dansemajik]

I parked my car, and sat there for a moment. I knew that I was changing the course of my life. I was ready. I got out, and rang the bell. When he opened the door, I just stared at him, taking in his silvery hair, the intense eyes. I could see the shape of his chest thru his shirt. I could remember the way his hands felt on my skin. Tonite, I wanted to be able to watch him, while he fucked me. I wanted to see everything.

I was nervous when I walked in. I knew that this was entirely about sex...I was willing and able. I didn't know if I should say anything. I would wait to see if he wanted to discuss it....I had all night.

 

[Gareman]

My heart raced as I approached the door. I couldn't let her know how much she affected me. I was supposed to be the mature, worldly one and she the innocent.

When I opened the door, I smiled. She looked so cute.

"Hello Brenda, come in," I said casually, as if inviting her in for a cup of tea and not the wild night that I had planned for her.

I closed the door behind her and led her to the room in which we had taken the photos last night.

"Please sit down," I directed her to the couch.

"I think we need to talk about what happened yesterday. I want to know what you feel about it and where you want it to go."

 

[dansemajik]

I raised my eyebrows. Man, he got right to the point. I smiled at him. "I have broken off my engagement. I am not ready to commit to a relationship with strings right now. I would like to continue seeing you as long as it is beneficial to both of us." I knew that it sounded cold, and like we would just use each other for the time being. But I had decided that from this day forward I would be honest with myself about my relationships. No more pretending, no more faking, just direct honesty about my feelings. I waited for him to reply, I could see he was a little surprised.

 

[Gareman]

I smiled at her comments. I was thrilled that she had broken off her engagement to that asshole. I was also happy that she just wanted to play for a while. My marriage had left a bitter taste in my mouth and the last thing I wanted was a commitment.

"I understand," I said seriously, "let's enjoy each other and have a good time, no commitments."

She seemed to relax at my response.

"Now how would you like to see your photos ?"

 

[dansemajik]

I felt excitement bubble up inside of me. I had never had any erotic photographs taken of me, much less looked at any of me.

I watched while he brought out an album. Black leather, simply bound, it said "Brenda". My eyes were glued to his hands as he opened the book. Those hands had taken me places last night.

Then I saw the wedding dress shots. I gasped. I looked incredible. he was a magician with cameras too. I loved the picter of me stripping out of my gown. My shoulders bared, the look on my face slightly gamine.

I looked at Ron, to see what his reaction was.

 

[Gareman]

Brenda seemed pleased with the photos. I'm sure she'd never seen herself in such a provacative way before. I thought she looked just magnificent.

As we paged through the albums, she became more and more intrigued. I could see that the photos were having an effect on her.

"How would you like to pose for some more ?" I asked handing her a glass of wine.

 

[dansemajik]

I looked at Ron over the rim of the wine glass. Of course I would love to pose for some more. I felt sexy, provocative, erotic, while I looked at the pictures that he had taken last night. "Ron, do you want to take some more pictures of me? I would be honored." I waited for him to tell me what to do. I sipped my wine.

 

[Gareman]

"Yes baby, I've got some ideas," I said pouring her another glass of wine.

I could tell that she didn't drink much. The first glass had gone straight to her head. She slammed the second. I watched her carefully.

"Why don't you just relax while I load my cameras."

I was horny as hell. This sweet little girl seemed willing to do anything I wanted. I was her teacher and she was my more than willing student.

I put film into my cameras and came back to sit next to her.

"What is the wildest thing you've ever wanted to try sexually, but were afraid to do ?"

She looked at me with the eyes of someone who had too much to drink. I knew she would spill her guts.

 

[dansemajik]

truth be known, last night, I had done some wild things I never thought I would do...but there was one. "I want you to play rape me....Pretend you don't know me, and that you have been stalking me, and then take me." I watched him as he gazed at me over his camera. I couldn't tell what he was thinking. I looked down at my empty glass, and realized it was empty again. It was so good. "Do whatever you want to me, but give me some more wine first."

 

[Gareman]

I poured her another glass of wine. Her words had hit me hard. She wanted me to "play rape" her. It surprised me that she had requested that, but the idea intrigued me. Now I wanted to find a way to make it as real as possible.

While watching her devour the wine, I had a brilliant idea. It was so exciting that I thought I'd cum in my pants.

I kept the wine flowing, I knew that in no time she'd pass out and I'd be able to put my plan into action. Come on sweetie, drink up !

 

[dansemajik]

"I don't want to be unconscious when this takes place"

I giggle to him as I drink another glass of wine. "Do you have a rest room I could use?" I asked him. He pointed me to a dark hallway, and a small door to the left. "The light is on the left side of the door." He said. I nodded and staggered to it. I tried to walk with some grace, but I just sort of bounced off one wall to the other in the hallway, till I found the right door. I found the light and did what I had to do. When I finished, I managed to wash my hands without splashing too much water all over the place. I opened the door. All the lights were off in the building. Only the dim light from the bathroom shined out. I put my hand against the wall in the dark hallway, "Ron? Is anyone there?" I said, a little afraid. I stood still, took a deep breath, blew it out slowly, and started to make my way forward....

 

[Gareman]

I waited for her to walk closer. I could see her shadow projected on the far wall, with the light from the bathroom. My heart pounded and my cock hardened. If she wanted to play rape, I'd certainly oblige.

She was obviously hammered. I could see that walking was a difficult chore for her. It would be easy to make her do anything I wanted, but the game was for her to believe that it was someone else. (Maybe it would be !!)

She staggered closer, I could smell her perfume. She was close now. I could reach out and touch her, but I let her walk by. I had an evil plan and she was falling into my trap perfectly....

 

[dansemajik]

It was so dark, I was SO drunk....

All the lights were out. I could see a lamp lit in the far room. I had to get to the couch. My hands were on the wall as I groped my way out of the hallway.

I giggled a little as I stumbled. I got my balance and started my way toward the couch. I could see it in the corner of the room. A small lamp behind it was lit. I stumbled out into the open, intent on that couch.

 

[Gareman]

She was obviously completely wasted. I watched her stagger by, passing within 2 feet of me, giggling and stumbling as she went.

Outside, I heard the sound I was waiting for. A car door closed. It was time to party.....

I crept out from my hiding spot, without making a sound. My heart pounded with excitement and my cock hardened in anticipation of what was going to take place.

With two long silent strides, I covered the distance between us and placed my hand over her mouth, pulling her to me. I smelleed her perfume mixed with the scent of alcohol. My free hand wrapped around her waist, giving her no chance to break free. I wanted to fuck her so badly. Her vulnerability was intensely exciting. But what I had planned for her was going to be much more exciting than a quick fuck. This would be an evening I'm sure neither of us would ever forget.