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A friend told me about the daughter of a friend that wanted to pursue a modeling career. I was given her limited portfolio and other information; Her name Alla - age 23 - never married - about 5' 6" tall - no more than 115 lbs. - long auburn hair - her exquisite facial features is blemish free like fine porcelain china - willowy body - small breasts - perfect heart shaped ass. One of my most successful business divisions is Fashion Modeling Agency and Cosmetics. As the owner of an International Conglomerate I'm always looking for beautiful women to be models. Alla called me about an appointment, I asked if I could pick her up at her apartment and take her to lunch then to my office. I picked her up in my sports Mercedes to go to The Mansion on Turtle Creek. After a hour long lunch, some wine and conversation. Ally was nervous but after lunch and the wine, she was relieved when I finally suggested it was time to go to the office. She was glad to get into my car and just sit back and relax for the drive to the office. She relaxed even more when she heard we were the only ones that would be at my office. " So Ally, you want to be a fashion model." I said patting her on the knee as we drove away. We chatted about it for a while, and I seemed so caring and considerate that she started opening up to me. She even admitted that she was not sexually active as well. Somehow the conversation is quite relaxed even though a fair bit of sex was discussed. It felt strange that she never discussed her sex life even with her closest friends and yet here she is being quite open with me. Probably it was the wine easing her inhibitions.

As we got to the office, I invited her into my large corner office and offered to give her a shoulder massage to get her to relax more before we talked some more. " I am supposed to give quite a good massage," I said giving her a modest sort of smile. She thought she should be going home since there is no one else around. But it feels very special to be invited into my office. Besides which, the prospect of a shoulder massage is quite attractive. I pull up a chair for her and as she sat down as I move behind her and start to massage her neck and shoulders.
" Let me help you relax." The massage is great. Soon I have her totally relaxed and chatting freely again. Somehow I soon got the subject onto sex, and got her talking again about not having sex. While chatting casually I drop a few comments about how sexy she is and that any man would be very lucky. I make her feel great. " John, I don't think that is a good idea!" She reacted quickly as my massaging hands move to undo the top button of her blouse. " Oh, don't worry. I just want to open up your shoulders a bit more so that I can massage them better," I calmly replied as I undid the second button and pushed her blouse just off her shoulders. She didn't quite know what to do but since I did not go any further she let it ride. After all, the massage is really relaxing. She closed her eyes and let her mind drift off. I keep her in a state of bliss rubbing her shoulders and slowly working my way down her arms. Too late she realized that I'm sliding her partially buttoned blouse even further down her arms. Before she can react her blouse had slipped over her breasts and had trapped her arms at her sides.

" Come on Alla," I said sensing her tense reaction, " Surely other guys have seen you in a bikini before!!" Suddenly Ally gets up running out of my office, I pick up the pace as she turns down a darkened corridor. I follow and rush to meet her. When I'm about ten feet behind her she turns and asks me " Are you following me?" I stop and said " Sexy young women like yourself shouldn't be walking down empty, darkened hallways by yourself." " I can take care of myself." she replied with a smile. " That is...if I want to..." Something in the way that she said the last line made me think. I stood there for a few seconds taking all of her in.........her cleavage sitting up on her chest, her long legs, her piercing blue eyes, her round, inviting hips...Suddenly, I grab her and she begins to struggle. I manage to get behind her and I wrap an arm around her neck and squeezed. She is strong...We struggled a bit more then I'm able to drag her ahead of me a few steps at a time. She fought against my every move as we slowly made our way to a door. I press her against it and tried to open the door but it is locked. " OK," I said to myself. " The hallway it is..."

I pull her down to the floor with me and laid on top of her, pressing all of my weight on top of her back. She is down on her hands and knees but refused to go any further. I let go of her neck and grab a handful of hair and pull it back hard. She lets out a gasp and relaxes just a little. I chop at one of her elbows and she went down on her shoulder, her head bumping the carpeted floor. I continue to try to get her flat on the floor, but she is a fighter. I reach around and pull down her top and begin to manhandle her tits. God, she has nice medium size breasts...and they are so firm. She lets out a moan and tries to pull my hands off her chest but can't make any progress; I just keep coming back. I have managed to work off my pants and begin to work on her skirt. I'm still behind her, my hips pushing into her ass as hard as I can. I place my hand on her head and pin it to the floor, then use the other one to reach up under her skirt. I love the way her flesh feels to me...It is warm and firm, yet willing. Even as she continues to struggle against me. She never stopped struggling yet she never called out for help or implored me to stop...she wanted it this way and I'm just the guy to give it to her. I gathered her blouse in my hand and wrapped it around her wrists, mainly to get it out of my way. " Now lets see about those pretty purple panties of yours." I whispered in her ear. " Ask me to take them off for you." She had to take a couple of deep shuddering breaths before she can get the words out. " Please take them off for me." " Sure thing Ally. I'll do it for you now."

I slide my hands up the outside of her thighs to her panties and pull them down to her ankles. " Let's see what we have here." I grab the cheeks of her ass and pull them apart. I see her pretty pink pussy and the discolored circle of her anus. " Mmm, nice. Let's see what you feel like." I let go of her ass with MY right hand and slide it between her legs. Her pussy is hot, but dry to my touch. I ran my hand up to her stomach from behind and found that she is clean shaven. " You should be more excited to be with me," I said. " We'll have to see what we can do about that." She is trembling now; trembling from fear. I begin rubbing my fingers from back to front along her pussy, back and forth, back and forth. Every once in awhile I stop at her clitoris and rub it in a little circle. Then back and forth. It only took a minute or so before it happens. She knew it was coming. She feels it starting, like someone had crushed a grape inside of her. The warm, sticky liquid of her arousal begins to flow. " There we are," I said in a cooing tone. " That's a good girl. I knew you would be happy to see me." I continue my rubbing and then, all of a sudden I slip two fingers inside her, gently pushing her hymen aside. It is tight, very tight, I wonder if she will be able to accommodate my huge cock. I found her G spot, licking and sucking her clit as my fingers massage deep inside her. " Ahhhhh!!" she gasps, shock herself as the first wave of her arousal crashed over her. " Good," I said. " You're ready now."

I get up off of her then I pull her up to her feet pushing her face against the wall. My cock is standing up proud and ready. I'm behind her and use my hand to run the head of my cock back and forth along her lips a few times to get it nice and lubricated. Then with one, hard thrust, I force myself all the way into her. " Unghhhh!" she screams again. I pull out slowly and then in again, this time harder. Within a few strokes, I have worked up my rhythm as I slam into her and slam her into the wall. Over and over again. She is very tight, even as wet as she is, her lips cling to me when I pull out and roll along my cock as I force myself back in. Each thrust brought another animalistic sound from her of desire and fear and pleasure and pain. Then, only minutes into it, I feel her contracting around my shaft. She is orgasming, gasping for air, wailing, half crying and half cumming. Then I start cumming too. I slam into her again and feel her come on me, unable to control it any longer, I pull her close and shot my cum into her as wave after wave of pleasure passes over me. I held onto her like that for a few minutes, catching my breath. When I'm done, and feel myself shrinking inside of her. I step back and look at her cunt. My semen tinged with blood is starting to collect at the entrance of her pussy. I press my index and middle finger into her pussy and uses it to thoroughly lubricate them. Then I slowly but forcefully press my fingers into her anus. " No," she said. She is clenching and fighting me. " Not there!" But I just ignored her. I keep up my relentless assault until I won and my fingers slide into her ass. She lets out a scream of pain, but that was all. I'm already feeling myself getting hard again. In and out I work my fingers until the fluid from her pussy starts to wear off and they were getting harder and harder to slide in.

" Now, I'm ready again, so you have a choice. Either I can fuck you in this tight little asshole of yours and we both know that's not going to feel too good. At least not for you. Or we can go back to my office so I can fuck you again." With that I jam my fingers in hard, making her clench around me. " So which is it going to be?" " Your office...Your office." She stammers. We return to my office, she lays down on the coach on her back, spreading her legs wide. Her eyes are clenched shut as I climbed between her legs, her body is trembling anticipating my monster cock. My large cock head is parting her pussy lips. " Don't John, please." She dug her heels into the cushions, I had her wrists pinned, her body subdued by my weight. With her head back and neck exposed, I went for her jugular. Like an animal I suck and bite. She thought I'd break the skin. She looked up at me, my cock bouncing and pointing at her like a reprimanding finger. A very large finger. She knew what would happen next. " Don't do this," She said. But I did. I entered her. Her pussy is bullied open by my big cock. It is sudden and painful but her toes curl with an ecstasy that shot from the bottom of her to the top and escapes in a moan. " Oh no. No why? No." She said with every inch I buried into her. My thickness pushing her vaginal walls to their limit again. My length pressing against her cervix and went further, stretching her quim until she thought it would snap. But it didn't. Now it just hurts.
" Alla," I said through a smile, then I begin to thrust my ass. " Ally." I kept saying it while shoving myself in and out of her. She hears the suction of her tight pussy gripping my cock like it wanted it. She cursed her body. The tight pink walls between her legs did their best to please me as she whines.

" No don't. John you don't know what you're doing." " Yes, Ally." I wrap my arms around her back and dug deeper into her. My lips are moving on her neck and chest and nipples as I said, " Ally." " Stop it John," I said breathlessly. Her legs are spread wide, bobbing with each thrust. My manhood sliding forcefully in and out of her, opening her again and again, going as far as it can. Her body unleashed as much lube as it can to handle me but it isn't enough. " Ohhhh, owowow, John, you're hurting me. Please stop. Don't." " Yes, ah..ah, you're so fucking tight." Her stomach roiled. Had I not been so deep in her, she is nausa but she can't catch her breath. Her hands pushing at my shoulders. For some reason she is careful not to claw or scratch me as she halfheartedly fought me. The room spun and she is flipped on to her stomach. I push my cock far up into her pussy. I laid parallel across her back with both hands clasped under her tits, painfully squeezing her nipples. My head is buried in her matted dark hair. She smells sweat and sex. She smells her pussy juice getting white and viscous as my cock works its way in and out of her. " Alla." I keep saying as my thighs slaps against her butt cheeks, faster and faster. I'm burrowing into her virgin hole without mercy. She clenches the couch cover in her fists. I kick apart her ankles, lifting her hips slightly and punishing her deeper. She swears she feel my huge cock behind her belly button.

" John, ow, ow, its too deep." " Yes," I grunted into her ear. " I'm gonna cum." " Yes, cum please." She begs. She begs because she wants it to be over. She didn't even know she said she understood why. She just needed this to end so she could try to sort it out in her head. She pictures herself in the shower, scrubbing, never being the same. " I'm cumming." I said. " Yes John, cum." " I'm cumming inside of you." " No don't." The implications washes over her. My semen impregnating her. It is too much. " No cum in me." " I'm cumming in you." Her head spinning. She didn't know what to do. " Oh yes." My body shivered. " You're so hot." Her legs trembling, her pussy feels warm and abused. She can't breath with my weight on her. It erupted from deep within me like volanic magma. My semen exploded from my head in violent spurts, accompanied by forward jerks of my hips, burying her deep into the sweat, sex-soaked couch. Each pulse of cum blasted the back of her pussy, searing hot. I got up off of her. With sigh of release, I sat in my chair without another word. Alla stared at the ceiling, waiting for reality to right itself. Yet it didn't, I had more surprises for her.

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Synopsis: A high school student, Leena is trying to open an online clothing shop. However she doesn't look that good as a model, and thus asking her classmate Aubrey to model for her. Surprisingly, Aubrey looks good as a model and something changing is happening. ===== "Uhh, it simply won't work," says Leena. Curious with what's Leena's frustrating over, Aubrey approaches. "What are you grunting about? Does your white hair appear again?" "Thanks for your concern, I'm not a...

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My First female model

I had discovered how much i loved photography. Sine i love the female form it was not very long until i began taking photos of my wife Linda. She always was willing to pose and followed my directions so well. This was fine for several years and we took 1000s of photos and had lots of great sex during and after. But our schedules conficted due to her working days and myself nights. Which only left weekends and we were busy a lot and i did not get to do photos like i wanted to do. So i decided...

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The Model 2

The Model by Alyssa Davis At last! Summer vacation...At 16 years old, I'm finally working on my first real job earning my own money. OK, so I'm only working for my aunt who owns a small dressmaker shop. But, it is a full time job, for the summer, and I'll probably continue part-time after that. I had spent a lot of time here playing when I was younger; now she's given me the opportunity of earning some spending money. She's taken care of me since I was born...said I was...

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Evil Magic World 4 The Fall of a Model

Evil Magic World 4 - The Fall of a Model Jenny was a cute teenager. At 17, she was a student to become a model, a formation that was given only to the most attractive women. She had been selected two years ago, and had already gone successfully through two selections. In two other years she would become a top model, and would be affected to the greatest creators. She would be famous and enjoy a comfortable life, with a rich husband and a few children. But this future would be hers only...

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The Sketch Artists Model

Several years ago, when I was a poor college student, I was looking for ways to earn a little money with a side job. I had a part time job in a warehouse, but I was having trouble making ends meet. One day at school I saw an advertisement for models for an art class on campus. At first glance I figured they were looking for women only, but on closer inspection I found that they were looking for adults of any gender. I thought, “Why not? It’s on campus so it’s reputable and it pays quite a bit...

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Model Section 2

Model: Section 2 By Diana Kimberly Heche Part 4: Learning The Part There was a little less than four days until the Clothes Circle commercial auditions and Tanya's plan was simple - when verbalized - but far less simple in execution, "Don't just act like a woman, be a woman. Think of it," she explained, "as method acting. You have to do it to understand, fully." I stopped walking in circles around the room and sat down, my ability to navigate on very high heels was...

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Episodes From My Nudist Life 03 The Live Model

Episodes From My Nudist Life 03: The Live Model When I was a student in Jerusalem in the mid seventies, I was sharing an apartment with Etty. She was studying ceramic arts and I was going through my life science studies. She had to take complementary courses, one of which was photography. I also liked taking photos. It was my most serious hobby. It was different then. No digital cameras were existing. SLR was the norm, with mostly black and white films. It was expensive to shoot a lot of...

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Episodes From My Nudist Life 03 The Live Model

Episodes From My Nudist Life 03:The Live ModelWhen I was a student in Jerusalem in the mid seventies, I was sharing an apartment with Etty. She was studying ceramic arts and I was going through my life science studies. She had to take complementary courses, one of which was photography. I also liked taking photos. It was my most serious hobby. It was different then. No digital cameras were existing. SLR was the norm, with mostly black and white films. It was expensive to shoot a lot of photos,...

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I got into photography many years ago when we went on holiday together and borrowed a decent camera as I couldn’t afford one. As years passed and we got financially more comfortable, I bought one and started to learn how to use it properly. One thing I wanted to try was studio photography and I learned through a friend of a new place that was opening up nearby and I joined one of the clubs that the owner was setting up which allowed us to use the studio together and thus save on costs....

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Falling in Love with My Model

Suzy was so gorgeous, sexy, and photogenic. I had to have her!I’m a freelance photographer specializing in still life photos such as fruits and vegetables, flowers, etc. I love my work and I’m good at it, but I wasn’t able to make a living at it. Oh, I sold a few photos to National Geographic, but they didn’t pay much.One day I was surfing the web and noticed how many photos there were of gorgeous women in various stages of undress. That did it for me. I was going to change directions and start...

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My nude art model

"Hey sis, can I ask you a weird question?" I asked as I came in the living room. "No 'Hey Wendy, what's going on?', 'How's life treating you?' or anything like that first?" Wendy asked. "OK what's up sis?" I asked as I sat next to her. "Just chilling here, giving you shit," Wendy replied. "I heard, smart ass," I said as I sat on the couch. Then we sat in silence for a few seconds. "So, do you have any friends that would be interested in being a nude...

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My Blind Date With a Super Model

My name is Derek. My last name is not important. I am a sort of nameless clog in the system that plays by all the rules and seldom if ever takes any risks that would expose me to danger or ridicule. At least that was true until I had my date with a "World Famous" super model. It was that long awaited day of the anticipated date and I was on my customary journey back home from my 9 to 5 job in the City. I reached up to the luggage rack to remove my backpack and I felt the sudden little...

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It was two days later, when Mark called up the stairs. “Mum, are you up there?”He walked through the open bedroom door, as I sat painting my nails, wearing just a silk dressing gown. I crossed my legs, and the silk fell away reveal my thigh.“Gerry rang. He wants to know if Linda wants to do some more modelling?”I said nothing for a few moments, but noticed that I was no longer Mum, but was again the model. Linda.“He wants to do some more? Wow, I thought it was a one off.”“You must be joking,...

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Becoming a Model

Becoming a ModelBySemiater ([email protected])Chapter One        ?But Daddy? Candi whined into the phone, her father wouldn’t relent and she was getting more and more desperate with every moment.         ?All my sorority sisters’ are going, I need to go, pleaaassseeeee.  We can afford it.?         ?No sugar, I can afford it, but you’ve got to learn some responsibility and how to do things for yourself.?        ?But Daddy!!!!?         ?No Candi, I will not pay for a spring break trip for...

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A Model for CCs Pt3

Chapter 3 Seeing the 'Closed' sign at the door Victor was just about to give Linda a call, terrified that he would have shown up at the wrong address and as a result be too late at what he considered his absolute last chance to get his old life back. He was just dialling when a young pretty redhaired girl showed up at the other side of the glass door. Her hair was pretty much the same colour as Linda's, she wore a similar outfit as well apart from the fact that her skirt was shorter...

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Poor Girl transforms to International Model

A poor girl married to a middle class man meets a diamond merchant and recognizes as international model for ornaments, married the diamond merchant. Hello readers I am Reena, today. I am sitting at CDG airport, Paris waiting for my flight to Mumbai. While waiting for boarding call and during my flight to Mumbai my mind ran back to the past 6 years. Yes, I was not Reena always. The boarding card reminded me that I was born as ‘Rama’ born and brought up in a small place in Indore district of...

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Model Perfect

In college I had studied hard but my dream was to be a photographer. My mom and dad had not been very supportive and encouraged me to become a teacher. So I studied business and became a teacher. So with a degree in business education and the desire to be a photographer, I got a job and started my family. After my girls got out of diapers I told Sherry, my wife, that I wanted to try and be a photographer. Sherry encouraged me and soon I was taking pictures semi-professionally. I still worked at...

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The Photographers Model

The Photographer's Model: As I stood there with my arms chained above my head I tried to take back control of this ridiculous situation I now found myself in. The starting point was not to be a victim. The problem was that nearly all my life I had been a victim. How could I take back control? Ok. Firstly I could not think of the fact that I was standing here with a black wig on my head as being something Andrea had done to me. She, Andrea, my wife, had put the wig on my...

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MODEL FOR HIRE

MODEL FOR HIRE Prelude        Young, better then good looking, much better, tired of being made to abide by the rules that applies with any normal family, wanting to be on her own, she decides just weeks before her eighteenth birthday to leave home again, with no serious concerns of the consequences.  Streetwise to a degree, finding her way to Florida, hooked up with some friends of friends, she’s been shacking up at one of their apartments for awhile.  Lying back after spending a day at the...

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How I Met Abby My Nude Model

I often arrive at my life class quite early. By doing this it is possible to set up my easel and reserve one of my favourite positions in the studio by fastening my paper to the drawing board. Frequently there is till time to go next door into the cafeteria to buy a coffee and perhaps chat with some of the other students. On the day in question, I was alone and just sitting down to drink my coffee when the door into the cafeteria opened. At first I could see no one; then the head of a young...

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The Book Model

by Lubrican Julie Stanton was bored. Her husband was gone again. He was always gone since he'd gone to that special school. He was a Lieutenant in the Army and since taking anti-terrorism classes he was usually off somewhere in the world where she couldn't go. It wouldn't have been so bad except that she'd only been married for a little over a year. She'd wanted to start having children right away, but that's hard to do when you don't get any sperm in you. And with Roger gone all...

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Episodes From My Nudist Life 03 The Live Model

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The Model

The ModelThis story began with a recent photo shoot, followed by a night out. It was a night I wasn’t going to forget about anytime soon, so let me start at the beginning. I’m a 32 year old photographer and I love my job. A few weeks ago I was asked to shoot a model for an advertising agency. I took the commission, and on the day of the shoot, the model turned up and we got started. Damn that model was terrible. No pose, no game.She was obviously gorgeous, as nearly all models are. She was...

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Cam Model Prepares Me To Fuck Coworker

Hello ISS readers, I am Donald D’mello (Age 28) from Goa and I am going to share an enchanting experience that I have enjoyed with a webcam model named Arushi. My colleagues recommended me to try out the website, as I wanted to develop confidence in seducing my divorced co-worker. My very first video session with Delhi sex chat’s well-liked webcam model Arushi (age 21) from Lucknow, gave me ideas to fuck a divorced woman. Continue reading this story and find out how you can do it too! I work...

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Diary My Son Made Me Topless Naked Model Part l

Son- janu aaj mausam kitna suhana hai. tumhe kuch feel nahi ho raha hai? Mom- haan! ho raha hai na! Son- kya? Mom- yehi ki aaj mai phir se chudne wali hoon. TO READERS: Ma wrote this photography session in her diary. I read this many days later after our first copulation. I think it is better for reader to study her version instead of my narration. You can read full story separately in title-“Long Dong King Kong in Mom” with son’s (me) narration. “Tonight my son made me model. Not an ordinary...

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