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Sara’s Journey Ch. 12 free porn video
We met Steve and Jenifer down in the coffee shop for a leisurely breakfast. Jenifer was acting like the cat that ate the canary and had that glow about her that I was all too familiar with. The funny part about it was that Steve looked like he had been up all night. It didn’t take much for me and Tisha to put two and two together. We could have teased them but they knew pretty well what we had been up to all night.
By the time we got to the little hidden lake, Ken, Max and Kevin had every thing set up, including a canopy pavilion that looked like a large white tent without walls. They had it set up like a Victorian boudoir with a brass bed, vanity and a full-length mirror stand. I thought that it must have been a knock about of pure fun carting all that stuff up the trail, but the effect against the mesquites and red sandstone was breathtaking. I found out later that it was all brought up in a container by helicopter.
Saturday’s shoot was for an exclusive lingerie catalog. The line ranged from the everyday underthings and sexy night things to lacy sex games outfits and leather bondage items, including a couple of steel chain mail outfits that were absolutely erotic to wear. That kind of modeling actually got to be kind of like work. Luckily as the day wore on, we got a light breeze up from the valley that was really quite refreshing.
I couldn’t believe the change in Jenifer. When lunchtime rolled around, she was modeling a waist cinching bustier that only had slight shelves to hold her tits up and out, black stockings and matching crotchless panties. When we broke to eat, she came over without robe or anything and didn’t even give it a second thought. Gawd! I wanted to gnaw on her luscious pink nipples and lick her sweet little pussy right there on the spot. I could only imagine what was going through the guys’ heads.
When Steve called it a wrap for the day, I was more than ready for a dip in the old swimmin’ hole. This time, everyone got into the act. Steve and his crew stowed the camera equipment in the container, stripped naked and hit the water right after we did. Kevin was the only one who was a little hesitant about getting completely naked, so once he was in the water with his jockey shorts on, Jenifer and I attacked him and relieved him of his burden.
‘This gives me an idea,’ Steve said. ‘I’d like to do an erotic photo story tomorrow. I’ll have you three girls sunbathing here by the lake then Kevin shows up as a lost hiker. From there, you girls seduce him, strip him down and have your way with his body.’
‘No way man,’ Kevin protested. ‘You girls are beautiful and everything, but I couldn’t stand around naked and have someone take my picture.’
I’ll have to admit that Kevin was pretty cute and even though he was nearly twenty, about the same age as me, he had a real cuddly adolescent look about him. Yeah, I thought to myself, I could play the role of seductress with him.
Tisha, whose luscious tits were almost face level to Kevin, grabbed him and mashed her tits into his face. ‘You are just too adorable,’ she said. ‘You would be perfect to change my image from the all American girl to libertine voluptuary, defiler of innocence. I guarantee you’ll be too busy to even notice the cameras.’
‘I could do this scene,’ Jenifer said.
‘I might even be tempted to cross the line from erotica to pornography,’ I added.
‘Shit, I’ll do it if Kevin’s too candy assed,’ Max said.
‘You’re too old and ugly,’ Steve said, laughing. ‘Besides your old lady would have a fit and come gunning for me.’
‘I’ll tell you what, lad,’ Ken said, ‘an opportunity like this only comes up once in a hundred lifetimes. To just kick back and let three stunningly beautiful women have their way with your body, you’d kick yourself in the ass every day for the rest of your life if you let this slip by.’
‘I’ll see what happens tomorrow,’ Kevin said as he tried to make a grab for his underwear just as Jenifer tossed the soggy bundle to me.
I squeezed the excess water out of it and tossed it up on the beach. ‘Look, guys,’ I said, ‘If Kevin is a little uncomfortable running around naked, that’s the way it’ll have to be.’
‘Okay,’ Steve said. ‘We’ll work something else out for tomorrow.’
We swam and played around in the chilly water for a while longer before we dried off and got dressed. I was pleased to note that Kevin made no effort to retrieve his soggy jockey shorts and seemed to be relatively at ease splashing around naked with the rest of us. On the way down the trail to our rigs, I lagged back a little and relieved Kevin of one of his bags of equipment. ‘Do you have any plans for dinner tonight?’ I asked him.
‘I thought I’d just call room service and catch up on my reading.’
‘Would you mind if I join you? I’d like to visit for a while. I don’t feel much like taking in the night life tonight.’
‘Yeah, that’d be great. About what time?’
‘Say about five thirty or six?’
‘That would be good. I’ll wait ’till you get there to order dinner.’
As we drove back to town, I slipped into the seat next to Steve. ‘I’ll see what I can do to get Kevin to do that photo shoot tomorrow,’ I said. ‘I might have an idea what his problem is, and if I can help him through it, I think he’ll be willing to get naked with us.’
When we got back to the hotel, I took a nice long soak in a bubble bath then dressed for dinner. I didn’t want to look too threatening so I threw on my pink sweat suit outfit with my Berkenstocks and tied my hair back in a loose ponytail. Without all the makeup you have to wear for a photo shoot, I looked just like the sweet little nineteen-year-old girl that I was.
‘Wow, you’re like a whole different person,’ Kevin said when he opened the door.
‘No, actually I’m a whole different person when I’m on the set. See, this is the real me.’
‘I like the real you a whole lot better,’ he said, showing me into the room. ‘It’s not that you girls aren’t beautiful when you’re all made up, it’s that you’re so beautiful, it’s scary.’
‘You are sweet,’ I said, giving him a light peck on the cheek. I saw his books for college piled on the bed. ‘Are you going to San Diego State?’
‘I’ll be going there next year. I’m finishing my last year at Mission Community College.’
‘That’s where I was going, before…’
‘Yeah, I know. I was in a couple of your classes. We heard what had happened to you. The first I heard that you were alright was when I found out you were doing this shoot.’
‘I’m not completely alright, I lost all of my memory.’
‘Well, that blows all hope of reminiscing about our good old school days together. So, what do you want to talk about now?’
‘What’s for dinner?’
‘Well, I’m not much of a meat eater, but they have this Mexican restaurant downstairs that serves up a vegetarian platter where they cook squash, corn, carrots and stuff like that over a mesquite grill. It’s really outrageous.’
‘That sounds perfect. Order it up. What’s to drink?’
‘I thought about a bucket of Coronas and, well, maybe a tequila shooter before dinner? You like tequila?’
‘I love the stuff, but it could get us in a lot of trouble.’
Kevin went to the phone and called up room service. ‘This is room two-oh-two-three, and I’d like six Coronas in an ice bucket, a bottle of Cuervo Eighteen Eighty, limes and salt. From the restaurant I’d like two number six specials, chips and salsa. Yes, send the Coronas and tequila right up.’
I made myself comfortable in one of the chairs next to the little table. ‘So tell me, Kevin, do you have a girl friend?’ I asked.
He got a pained expression on his face and looked toward the window. ‘I went with a girl all through high school. When we graduated, her dad sent her up to Oakland to Mills College for Women. We kind of lost touch and last I heard, she was going out with a biker from Berkeley.’
‘A good looking guy like you must have had girls all over you since then.’
‘I’ve dated some, but nothing’s really turned out. I’ve been concentrating mostly on my studies. I guess I’m not very good with girls.’
Just as I suspected. Kevin had been burned by his old girlfriend and his self confidence was shot all to hell. ‘Are you majoring in photography?’ I asked. ‘I noticed that you were doing a lot of the set up work for Steve.’
‘No, actually, I eventually want to become a photo journalist. Working with Steve is teaching me a lot about the nuts and bolts of camera work.’
Our drinks arrived and the waiter opened the premium tequila and poured out a shot for each one of us. Kevin signed the tab and gave him a tip then joined me back at the table. He poured a little salt on the back of my hand and then his own and held his shot glass up. ‘Here’s to old lovers and new friends,’ he said then threw back his shot.
I followed suit, then as I was sucking the juice out of my lime section, he opened two of the Coronas. By the time our dinner arrived, I was feeling a slight buzz and becoming quite turned on to Kevin. The food was absolutely delicious and as we ate, we talked about school, our majors and what we wanted to be when we `grew up.’ Soon the conversation turned to how I had changed since I came out of the coma with no memory of my past.
‘Even though I couldn’t remember anything about my life when I woke up in the hospital, I seemed to have a deeper appreciation for what life had to offer. I don’t want to sound stuck up or anything, but I realized that I was an attractive young woman and I wanted to use that gift to experience all the pleasures that this life has to offer. And really, there is no greater pleasures than those found in the practice of erotic arts.’
‘That’s easy for you. All you have to do is bat your eyes or wiggle your soft, round behind and you have men falling at your feet. I can’t understand why you’re wasting your time with me. There’s so many good looking guys out there.’
‘Hey, you’re a good looking guy and you’re definitely not a waste of my time. First and foremost, a good looking guy has to be an interesting person before anyone wants to spend time with them. Most of the studly hunks out there are interminable bores because they’re so hung up on themselves. You are cute, sweet, intelligent and very considerate to the feelings of others, not to mention, terminally shy. What if I told you that I was very attracted to you? Would it do me any good to bat my eyes at you or wiggle my bottom in your direction?’
‘Even if you did, I don’t think it would be very good for you. Like I said, I’m not very good with girls.’
‘You’re afraid you wouldn’t be able to please me, is that it? Look, you’re pleasing me right now. If we said goodnight right now, I would have had the pleasure of spending time with you. If we got naked and went to bed and you weren’t able to get it up, I’d have the pleasure of laying next to you and having you holding me in your arms. You don’t have to worry about pleasing someone. They should be able to find pleasure in what ever you can give. All anyone should ask in a relationship is that you find pleasure in them.’
‘Some women can be so demanding, though. I don’t know if I’m touching them right or in the right places.’
‘Sounds to me like your high school girlfriend was the one who was too demanding. Typical little rich girl, always getting, never giving. Tell me the truth, is she the only girl you’ve had sex with?’
Kevin blushed and looked away. ‘Well, yes. We finally `went all the way’ on prom night and it was a disaster. Our relationship kind of went down the tubes from there.’
‘See there, all you lack is a positive experience. Do you have sexual fantasies?’
‘Oh, yeah, constantly. I used to have them about you all the time, but you were going with someone else.’
‘That someone else is part of a past that I have absolutely no memory of. Actually, I’m a completely different person now. All that’s left of the old Sara, really, is this body. I can’t tell you how good it would make me feel for you to find pleasure in me.’
‘It’s a real high just having you here with me now.’
All of the rooms in the hotel had televisions with AM FM radios in them. I got up and found a station that played soft jazz then turned the lights down a little. ‘Dance with me, Kevin,’ I said, holding out my hand to him.
He reluctantly stood and took me in his arms and we started doing a slow two step. Kevin was slightly taller than me and felt so good pressing his athletic frame against me. I leaned back slightly and looked into his eyes, our faces only inches apart. ‘Now that’s not so bad, is it?’ I said.
‘It’s absolutely wonderful,’ he whispered.
I moved my arm up over his shoulder and pulled his face down to mine and kissed him gently. His response was perfect. The sensation of his soft, warm lips on mine started that all too familiar warmth to form in my tummy and before long our kisses were getting wetter and our tongues were touching through our slightly parted lips. I could tell by the growing bulge pressing into my lower abdomen that I was doing something right.
‘Mmm, you feel so good,’ I cooed in his ear as I traced my lips down the side of his neck. His hands encircled my waist then moved up my back, pulling me in tighter to him. I maneuvered him over to the bed and when his legs touched the edge, I sat him down. I knelt on the bed, astride his lap, and continued kissing him while guiding his hands under my sweatshirt. The feel of his warm hands on my skin sent a thrill through me like being touched for the first time.
Kevin’s hands stroked up my back as he started to pull me tighter to him. I leaned back slightly, and taking him by the wrists, I guided his hands around my torso to rest just under my breasts. I kissed him softly then whispered in his ear, ‘I love to have my breasts fondled.’
A slight moan escaped his mouth as his hands moved up to cup my breasts. ‘God, you are so beautiful,’ he breathed. I placed my hands over his to show him how I liked to have them squeezed. He found my distended nipples and gently worried them with his fingers.
His tender manipulations caused my breath to quicken and a steamy warmth began to form in my crotch. ‘Would you like to suck on them?’ I asked breathily.
‘I’d love to.’
I reached down and pulled my sweatshirt off over my head. Sitting the way I was, astride his lap, my tits were at the perfect level for him to lean slightly forward and take a nipple into his mouth. As he gently sucked, while running the tip of his tongue over my hard nipple, I began to squirm and emit breathy moans. ‘Oh, yes!’ I whispered. He pressed my tits together and as he massaged them, his mouth went from one nipple to the other. I could feel my pussy pulse as it flooded with moisture. ‘You do that so well,’ I said. ‘Would you like to see what you are doing to me?’
Without another word, I lifted myself up slightly and guided his hand down inside the front of my sweat pants. He cupped my muff in his hand and his fingers traced through the steamy moisture that had formed in my opened seam. An orgasmic tremor coursed through my body as his fingertip passed over my hardened clitoris. ‘See how ready I am for you?’ I said. ‘First, I would like to give back some of the pleasure you have given me.’
I stood off the bed and knelt down in front of him then stroked my hand over the bulge in the front of his loose fitting shorts. I pulled them down, along with his underwear, and his cock sprung free, hard as a rock. I gently stroked it with my hand, causing it to jerk spasmodically, and when I bent down and kissed the helmet shaped tip and lightly ran my tongue along the sensitive underside, he let out a low moan. I wrapped my lips around the head and sucked it into my mouth. Kevin leaned back, resting on one elbow as he ran his other hand into my hair while I strok
ed my mouth over his hard shaft. In less than a minute, I could feel him begin to tense up and with a moan he said, ‘Oh Sara, I’m gonna come.’
‘Uh hum,’ I mumbled around his twitching cock, quickening my pace and increasing my suction. With a low throaty groan he reached his climax and started pumping his hot semen down my throat. I somehow managed to swallow every drop of it as I continued sucking him until there was no more. When he pulled himself free, unable to take any more of the exquisite stimulation, I stood and stepped out of my sweat pants. I pushed him back on to the bed, knocking his schoolbooks on the floor, and straddled his torso so that the bulbous head of his still hard cock was resting in the hot, wet folds of my pussy. I undulated my pelvis until I could feel the turgid knob pressing at the entrance of my feminine sheath. With one slow, easy push, I engulfed him completely in my gripping aperture, my pussy lips stretching tightly around the base of his cock.
With Kevin completely filling me and being held tightly in his arms, I began squeezing down on his glorious member with my pussy muscles rhythmically so that the pulsations stimulated my G-spot. Without Kevin having to move a muscle, in a matter of minutes I was in an orgasmic frenzy, writhing and undulating my body. I pushed myself more upright and began thrusting my hips back and forth, impaling myself over and over again on his hard shaft. Kevin met my every thrust, driving himself deeper with every stroke. Somewhere in the back of my consciousness I could hear myself groaning and gasping and letting out little squeals of delight as wave after wave of orgasmic passion washed over me.
In the ferocity of our love making, we managed to roll over, giving Kevin the lead. I was in another world as he plunged into my gripping pussy, stroking his full length in and out of me. With a loud groan, his body tensed up, then, gasping, he spilled his hot load deep inside me and collapsed in my arms.
I smothered his face with kisses as we lay entangled, catching our breath. After a short time, Kevin sighed. ‘God, I never realized how beautiful love making could be,’ he said.
‘Oh Kevin, you were wonderful,’ I breathed into his ear. ‘That was better than I could have ever imagined.’
‘This must be what life is all about,’ he said. ‘I’ve really been missing out, haven’t I?’
‘No, you were just waiting until the time was right for you. You are a very sweet and sensitive person and I know you’re going to make a lot of girls very happy.’
‘I could be content with just making one girl happy. You.’
‘I wouldn’t want to tie you down this soon in your life. You have so many wonderful things yet to experience. When I get back to school, I definitely want to go out with you again. Until then, you would be doing me a great harm if you didn’t go out with other girls and experience what they have to offer. If you have no expectations, you’ll suffer no disappointments. Just do like you did with me, be a friend first, then if it’s right, you can become a lover later.’
‘Sara, you are wise beyond your years. As far as I’m concerned, you’ll always be my first.’
‘That is the highest honor you could bestow on me. I will cherish this night for as long as I live.’ I spent the rest of the night in Kevin’s bed, being lovingly fondled and held. He seemed to have a fascination with my body, exploring the curves and textures of my skin. It was wonderful allowing him his way with me.
He had never been given the opportunity to explore, in detail, the feminine anatomy and I was more than willing to give him a guided tour of my most private parts. He spent what seemed like hours between my thighs looking at and playing with my pussy. His light touch and gentle fondling had me in a complete state of bliss. ‘It’s amazing how much the female sex looks like a flower,’ he said. ‘Like an exquisite orchid formed of soft, resilient flesh.’
‘You’re sure making my flower bloom,’ I moaned.
‘I never knew the scent of a woman could be so enticing. Would you mind if I tasted it?’
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