Loosening Up Book 3 GrowthChapter 5 Higher Callings
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Click.
“Now, put your right hand between your legs. No, on the chair. That’s it.”
Click.
“Throw your head back and push out your tits.”
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“Lie back, open your legs and put your hand on your cunt. And look at the camera.”
Click. Click. Click.
“Insert your middle finger into your pussy.”
Click. Click. Click. Click.
I was enjoying this. Behind the camera, Sue smiled at me through the viewfinder. Then her smile disappeared. She stood up and looked around for Beth, the make-up artist and her current lover.
“Beth, darling, shave her pussy properly,” said the beautiful blond Sue. “You know I hate hair stubble in my shots.”
We were in Sue’s photographic studio doing a shoot for a men’s website. I was laying on my back on a huge bed with turquoise satin sheets, seductively sliding over my tanned skin, making me wet. I spread my legs wide open for the world to see the center of my being.
Well, I am an erotic model and a wanna-be actress in the adult entertainment business. However, that was not always the case. I was brought up in a strict religious home where sex outside marriage was taboo and nudity reserved for the bathroom. I left home rebelling against these silly rules and vowed that I would be naked as often as possible. I also never wore underwear anymore.
Six months ago, I was a bored final year Business Ethics student at USC, struggling to make ends meet. The only entertainment I could afford were lazy summer weekends on the beach and I came to love the sun, wind and sand on my beautiful naked skin.
Early one Saturday morning I was meditating on a ‘clothes optional’ beach when I heard a commotion a few yards to my right.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a blond beach bimbo and her female companion strutting towards me. I’d seen them before on the beach. Three naked men struggled behind them, carrying some heavy camera equipment. The blond stopped before my rocky cove, admiring my body. I was naked in a full lotus position on a tatami mat.
“Would you mind if I take some photographs of you?” asked this blond beauty. She was dressed in cut-off jeans and a small white t-shirt. I could see her hard nipples straining against the cotton. She came over to introduce her companion as Beth and herself as Sue, a professional photographer.
“My name’s Sandy and no thank you. I can’t afford to pay you for a picture of me naked on a rock.”
“What if I pay you?”
“Why me?” I wanted to know.
“That’s why,” said Sue, pointing at the men’s erect cocks. The three naked men stared at my open legs and my gaping pussy. They didn’t even try to hide their erections.
“The twat power between your legs can make you a lot of money.”
Money is a magical word to any poor student. What did I have to lose? No one believes in business ethics anymore and besides, what’s the use of moral values if you don’t have anything to eat? During the last three years, I’ve become used to public nudity, so why not display my cunt all over the world?
With my go ahead, Sue quickly instructed the men to set up her camera, lights and reflectors. All the while, I kept my meditation position.
For the rest of that day Sue directed me to sit this way, lay that way, open your legs, get on all fours, push your tush in the air, caress your tit, finger-fuck yourself and lick your juices from your fingers.
The men were masturbating while Sue took the pictures. I didn’t know my pussy could have such an effect on men. Then Sue asked the guys to cum on my tits while she took more pictures. I was pleasuring my exposed clit to the camera when the groaning men’s pulsating cocks spewed their milk on me. I had my first public orgasm when their juices hit my tits.
The rest is history, as they say. I signed a contract with Sue and my pictures were splashed in virtually every adult website. I finished my studies and even took up dancing lessons to further my career as an adult entertainer. I was beginning to make real money.
I watched Beth apply the soft foam to my pussy and shave my mound. Every so often, she would brush her finger over my pouting pussy lips or touch my erect clit, as if by accident.
Sue and Beth usually scrutinize every detail of my body and I’ve become used to people doing things to my body. The problem with all the touching is that I get aroused very quickly. I could feel my lust juices dripping from my pussy….
Click.
“Shave her completely,” I heard Sue’s instruction through my aroused senses. “Then no one will know if she’s really a redhead.”
Click. Click.
I touched my erect nipples and caressed my firm breasts to get some sexual release. Beth finished the shave and took extra time to wipe off the remaining foam. She must have seen the moistness seeping through my slit because she suddenly slipped two fingers between the folds and into my hot pussy. She worried my clitoris with her thumb and finger-fucked me for what felt like an eternity. I had difficulty to suppress a moan escaping from my mouth. I sat up with a sigh and looked into the lust-filled eyes of Sue, clicking away with her camera.
This photo shoot then took an unexpected but a pleasant turn. “Get naked, Beth, darling, and fuck her with your tongue.”
Click. Click. Click.
Before you could say cunnilingus, Beth removed her jeans and t-shirt, revealing herself to me. Her long brown hair reached the top of her 34C tits, leaving her big brown aureoles and aroused nipples clear for me to admire. She had a trimmed light brown patch above her protruding clit. The studio lights highlighted her wet cunt lips peaking from behind her love button.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
Beth pounced on my waiting pussy. She spread my puffy pussy lips and exposed my pink slit to Sue’s camera. Having spent hours studying my vulva in mirrors, in magazines, on website and on video, I had a good idea how my pussy looked in the hands of my impromptu lover. My clit was covered with a small hood but once aroused it pushes itself out to lead the defense against the assault of my lovers. My wet pussy lips opened as butterfly wings seducing a lover’s tongue, fingers, cock or dildo to enter the pleasure cave. However, once inside my pussy muscles take over, giving and receiving extreme enjoyment.
Click.
Beth didn’t ignore the seductive invitation and lapped the juices from my dripping cunt. She wriggled her finger at the entrance before she slipped it in my love canal.
“Hold it there!”
Click. Click.
“Lick her clit.” Beth obeyed.
Click. Click. Click.
“Stick that big dildo into her wet twat.”
Beth took the dildo from a nightstand, inserted it into me, and pumped it in and out, in and out while Sue’s camera clicked and clicked. My passion built up like a volcano looking for release. My cunt became a flame that spread through my body, torching everything. My pussy merged with Beth’s mouth and dildo. I released a cry of passion and pleasure when my orgasm eventually erupted.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
“That was brilliant, Sandy darling,” said Sue interrupting my post coital euphoria. “I’ve never seen your face glow like that.”
“Well, Sweetheart. You never had someone fucking me before, now have you?” I was exhausted from the day’s work and wanted to go home. My wobbly knees made it difficult for me to get dressed and after a while, I managed to gather my things. Sue paid me in cash - the best way to do business – and I openly kissed the still naked Beth. I could taste my sex juice on her lips.
“Thank you for that great orgasm,” I said. “Maybe I can return the favor sometime.” Beth just smiled and walked up to Sue and started to kiss and grope her. I waved a goodbye to Sue.
“I want you on Friday again. Same time,” came her muffled reply, sucking on Beth’s tits and pleasuring her clit. I had a slow week, so I’d show up as usual. I owe it to her. She made me famous.
When I arrived at the studio for the Friday photo session, Sue was talking to a very handsome man whose cotton tracksuit didn’t hide his well-built physique. He was about 6’2”, had short thick black hair, a strong face and a soft smile. His teeth were white and straight. His dark eyes had a mischievous sparkle that peered into my soul. My cunt was the first to react to this stranger.
Sue introduced him as Victor West and then dropped the bomb.
“Sandy, Victor will be your sex partner today and I want it to be hot.”
I couldn’t say anything. It was more than eight months ago that I had a man between my legs and now I must fuck one on camera. I was getting nervous. What if I screw up? What if he didn’t like me?
But Victor was the perfect gentleman. He took my nervous hand and led me to the dressing room. Beth had our costumes ready. I was supposed to be Diana, the goddess of love, and Victor one of my worshippers. We stripped off our loose-fitting day clothes and dressed in the outfits. The small white toga started at my left shoulder, flared out over my hips and came up short of my shaven pussy. My right breast was naked. Beth gave me sandals to wear and started doing my hair and make-up. While Beth was doing that, Victor dropped at my feet to tie the leather laces around my ankles. He looked up into my wet slit and smiled. The tunic around his waist didn’t hide his growing erection. His cock was a thick nine inches and precum was already leaking from his one-eyed monster. I relaxed a bit when I saw my pussy power.
“Keep it in for the shoot, people,” said Beth, wiping my pussy with a soft cloth and drying the wetness from Victor’s cock helmet. I couldn’t wait to slip that thing into my pussy. The set was decorated like an ancient temple. Sue directed me to stand on the central pedestal as if I was a statue of the goddess. She adjusted the lights, gave Victor final instructions and asked Beth to touch up our make-up. The first photo was of Victor kissing the feet of the goddess.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
The statue became alive with the kisses of the devotee. I stretched my arms and opened my legs. Victor planted kisses up my legs, my knees and licked my exposed thighs. He caressed my inner thighs with his strong hands and moved them around to grab hold of my naked buttocks. He pulled my clean-shaven vulva mound closer to his waiting mouth. His tongue darted out to flick my clit. He sneaked his right hand in from behind, slipping two fingers between my wet pussy lips. I threw my head back to give Sue a shot of a goddess aflame with passion.
Victor ripped my toga from my body, moving his hands up to my exposed breasts and aching nipples. He caressed them for a while before he shifted his focus back to my pussy. He gently moved my legs further apart to get better access to my cunt. Victor pleasured my vulva by rubbing his finger up and down the slit between my wet pussy lips to the entrance of my vagina. His ministrations weakened my knees and I nearly fell on top of him. Victor steadied my weaving body by grabbing my tit with his one hand while he continued to finger-fuck me with the other. I forgot about Sue and her camera or even about Beth. This man knew how to please a goddess. He sucked my clitoris, licked the entrance of my dripping cunt and pushed his tongue into me.
Click. Click. Click.
I pushed his face deeper into my pussy – if that was possible - and felt the release of sexual tension and passion shoot from the depths of my being. Victor pulled my right leg over his left shoulder, leaving me vulnerable and more exposed to his tongue.
I bucked on his mouth, in waves of pleasure. After the final wave was long gone, Victor continued licking my sensitive clit. I collapsed onto the pedestal and lay there, arms and legs spread open. Sue never stopped clicking with her camera. She must have used ten gigs to capture our passion.
I slowly recovered and moved to the kneeling devotee. I let him sit on the pedestal and removed his tunic. The best sign of a true believer was a hot throbbing cock and Victor’s prick complied with this requirement. Such devotion also needed a reward and I intended to give him that prize.
I took his shaft in my hand and started to pump his manhood. I moistened his red purple head with my tongue and slowly swallowed the tip. I rolled my tongue around the hood and sucked on it. I opened my jaw to accommodate the rest of his shaft in my mouth and down my throat. I played with his balls while my head bobbed up and down his prick. I loved the feeling of giving pleasure to such a beautiful man.
Then I did a crazy thing. With two fingers, I pried the small slit in his cock-head open and fucked it with my aroused clit.
“What the fuck?” said Sue. “Hold it there! I want to get a better shot.”
Frozen in the pose, I smiled at the surprised expression in Victor’s lust-filled eyes. I read about this technique in a novel a long time ago and always wanted to try it.
Click. Click.
Victor then scooped me around to a 69 position and laid down on the pedestal. I was on top giving him the best blowjob I could manage while he played with my pussy. He kissed, licked and sucked the clit that just fucked him. I felt another orgasm coming on and pumped his cock furiously with my hand. I had my lips around his hood, sucking all the precum from his balls.
“Sandy, darling, it’s time to fuck him,” I heard Sue’s instruction.
His cock popped out of my mouth and my wet cunt left his sucking tongue, both wanting more. I lowered myself on his still erect shaft and guided him between my wet puffy lips into my slippery cunt. I faced him in a cowgirl position and rode him, as only a goddess could. I contracted my pussy muscles to the rhythm of our movements.
“Oh, Goddess, you have such a wonderful tight pussy,” said Victor. He caressed my swaying, bobbing tits with his soft hands.
“Play with her clit,” said Sue, while she continued with the photo shoot.
Victor wiggled his fingers on my clit, triggering another orgasm but this time the fire of passion was more intense than a volcano. The cock in my hot pussy and fingers on my oversensitive clit were too much for me. Trying to delay my orgasm for a moment longer, I squeezed my pussy muscles around his slippery dick, but it caused more friction. That sent us both over the edge and I felt myself float, becoming one with the universe. I felt like a goddess making love to the world.
I saw Victor’s white smile light up his face and I fell in love with everybody. I felt how Victor emptied my pussy when he pulled his shaft from my love canal. I saw his cock throb and deliver his cum onto my flat tummy. Grabbing his dick, I gave it a few more pumps and felt his pleasure pulsating through his cock, this time delivering it onto my breasts. I bent down and licked his purple head clean. Victor pulled me to him and kissed me on the mouth, tasting his own cum.
“Thank you,” he whispered in my ear.
“You just made the grade, missy,” said Sue. “You truly are a fucking slut.”
Click.
I was happy because my next stop would be adult movies.
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FINDING MY VOICE Chapter 1 - First Steps along the Path My dear mother, lately deceased, had this phrase she used to use during my childhood whenever I got depressed over my insecurities and lack of real friends. "Don't worry dear," she would say; "It is all a question of finding your own 'voice'. One day you will suddenly come to realise who you truly are and where you fit in society. On that day you will have 'found your own voice,' and from then on you will, I promise you, be...
Finding Her MasterBy Ropeteasec 2010Chapter 9Joe turned off the lights in the living room as he went out the front door making sure it was locked. Putting the key in the ignition, Joe hesitated a moment. He thought back to the day’s events. Joe admired how Robin became a different person the second she entered her office that morning. Noticing how her facial expressions changed from the radiating glow of pure happiness to a strong fighter for her clients and when the trial was over how she...
BDSMJim speaks again: As I lay in my bed and watched the nurses I couldn't help but think about Marie. I remembered her saying how she wanted to become a nurse, a physical therapist yet. According to my doctor I was going to need one. Why did I blow it? Was I so afraid of her past that I was unable to see what a wonderful woman she was? I realized I made the biggest mistake of my life walking out on her. I would give anything to have a do over. To live that last few minutes with her over...
Let's stay together "BLOODY-HELL!" she exclaimed and threw her arms round me. "You look... Blimey... What's... ? Come in... holy shit!" "Mandy! Mind your language!" said a voice from another room. "Sorry dad!" Giggling, we piled up to her room. I felt elation that I had not felt in a long time, finding that Mandy was not responsible for putting me in that God-awful position with Greg Bridger at the Cordoba; it was just a complete misunderstanding. I guess it was just a lack of...
A New Calling By Miss M As I entered the large room, I knew exactly what I was in for; the e-mail had explained things perfectly. Standing around the room stood 5 large naked muscular men of different ethnicity who were all very well endowed. They had cocks ranging in size from 8 inches up to an amazing 11 inches. Each of these men had on a vinyl mask to hide their identity, while I was wearing my sluttiest little outfit for them. I had on my red 3 inch spiked heels with...
I, finally, got to the perfect position and I would be able to observe what was happening in the courtyard of the building where our target was being held prisoner. The rest of the SEAL team would arrive in about ten minutes to effect the rescue of our target. My name is Rick Steiger. I am a lieutenant in the United States Navy attached to SEAL Team 12. My job was to observe and take any action necessary to insure that the rescue mission was successful. I was situated approximately eight...
Finding Her Master Part 12 By: Ropetease ©2011 Robin felt the aftershocks slowly subsiding while Joe signed the papers. Her stomach still aching from her climax when another feeling started to emerge inside her. Tensing her stomach muscles to hold back the sudden need to relieve herself. Sucking down on her lower lip and slowly rocking her body, wishing Master would hurry. ‘Thank you,’ Joe replied giving a tug on Robin’s leash as they walked in to the main area. ‘Master, may I speak?’Robin...
Finding Her Master Chapter 14 By: Ropetease ©2012 all rights reserved The day started with Joe at his desk going over the repair orders that were stacked in front of him from yesterday’s work. Glancing up to the calender, Joe saw that it had been a year since Robin came into his life and changed it forever. Joe remembered the day when her car was towed in and how her hand felt in his hand. In the span of a year, Joe’s business increased from the members of the club all bringing in their...
Finding Her Master Chapter 14 By: Ropetease ©2012 all rights reserved The day started with Joe at his desk going over the repair orders that were stacked in front of him from yesterday’s work. Glancing up to the calender, Joe saw that it had been a year since Robin came into his life and changed it forever. Joe remembered the day when her car was towed in and how her hand felt in his hand. In the span of a year, Joe’s business increased from the members of the club all bringing in their cars....
BDSMFinding Her Master Part 12 By: Ropetease ©2011 Robin felt the aftershocks slowly subsiding while Joe signed the papers. Her stomach still aching from her climax when another feeling started to emerge inside her. Tensing her stomach muscles to hold back the sudden need to relieve herself. Sucking down on her lower lip and slowly rocking her body, wishing Master would hurry. "Thank you," Joe replied giving a tug on Robin’s leash as they walked in to the main area. "Master, may I speak?"Robin...
BDSMI noticed in the afternoon that my stupid Boss was in danger as I thought about killing him; but I suddenly saw it was time to leave the office; so the lucky bastard survived one more day to my fury and anger…All I wanted as I drove my car, was getting home, enjoy a warm relaxing shower and fuck my sensual wife during all night long…But I found Jerome’s car parked at our driveway…Once inside the living room, I got a full sight of that nigger bastard sitting at my favorite recliner, with his...
FINDING MY VOICE Chapter 4 - Duncan My habit of socialising with Imogene and Paul on a fairly regular basis continued much along the same lines for the next few months. I still lacked the courage to go out dressed so we tended to entertain each other at our respective houses. I found I enjoyed planning meal menus and discovered a real passion for cooking. I won't say that I was in any way competitive; let's just leave it with the comment that, for both households, the meals became...
I felt really strange sitting in the lounge of an hotel with my son whilst he told me about how his step mother had been frigid for much of her marriage to his father, it was something I didn't really want to know about, so I pushed him about why they'd had what he called strong words. "Well" he grinned shyly, "They'd been out to a friend's wedding, they should have stayed overnight, but for whatever reason they came home early and caught us" "Us?" I queried, "You've got to...
Valerie Nicholls had found her motivation to work out regularly. His name was Connor, and he owned the gym that was incongruously tucked away behind an upscale European furniture store in what most people probably assumed was an area of tony shops and places where you paid four dollars for a small pastry that was wrapped up for you to take away in a small box tied with a ribbon.At forty-two, Valerie had been divorced for six years and was content enough with her situation not to settle for less...
After sixteen hours on the bus, I arrived in Tulsa, Oklahoma just before noon on a hot July day determined to find Charlie, actually Charlotte, but that’s not what I called her. I flew into Chicago and then took the long bus ride to Tulsa, wanting to experience Route 66. After almost two years of meeting Charlie, my cyber lover, I wanted to surprise her, just show up, a daring act in itself as fear of what a disaster this might be swept over me. What would she think when she realized who I...
After sixteen hours on the bus, I arrived in Tulsa, Oklahoma just before noon on a hot July day determined to find Charlie, actually Charlotte, but that’s not what I called her. I flew into Chicago and then took the long bus ride to Tulsa, wanting to experience Route 66. After almost two years of meeting Charlie, my cyber lover, I wanted to surprise her, just show up, a daring act in itself as fear of what a disaster this might be swept over me. What would she think when she realized who I...
Straight SexAvon Calling By Margaret Jeanette Shirley Rozinski was going over her Avon orders. She sold Avon products on the side from her job at a local bank. She was happy because she had over a hundred fifty dollars worth of orders just from her workplace alone. It seemed all the tellers and a lot of the other co-workers liked Avon products. She filled out the order sheet from her work, and then turned to the orders her husband Stanley had turned in from his workplace. Stanley worked in...
FINDING MY VOICE Chapter 5 - I finally find my own voice. The morning following my first public outing en-femme, I awoke early. I had been dreaming all night about Duncan, the man who, only yesterday evening, had become the first man to kiss me on the lips - or anywhere else for that matter! To say I was confused would be an understatement. I had never considered myself gay, but I definitely reacted as a woman when Duncan kissed me. I needed to talk this through with my best...
After waking up, getting ready, and having breakfast, it’s shopping time for us with work for Dad and his two ladies. Lia insists on a hair trim for all of the new people, and the standard stops at Victoria’s Secret, the accessories store next door, swimwear, and the cosplay store. Next we visit our favourite jewellery lady to get necklaces for the new slaves. She also has some nice ones I asked her to make up for my daughters, which makes them happy to have their own special items of...
Hello, I have a story to tell that you may find interesting. My name is Marty Harris and I am a school teacher and football coach in a small community in the mountains south of Seattle. I love my job and my students. I guess I am a popular teacher as many of my students and alums keep in contact with me after school, practice or even graduation. This story begins after I had visited a friend and former student teaching colleague of mine who taught in a similar small town about 2 hours from...
Laid off.. I could still hear the words ringing in my ears. I just couldn’t believe it. 35 years old, no career, no prospects in site. I don’t know why I thought my husband would be more comforting. It wasn’t in his nature to nurture me, console me, why should this be any different? Once again, I would find my way through this on my own. The weeks turned into months, slowly at first, but soon enough, I was adjusting to being a housewife. No more did I need the rush of the stock market to make...
Finding Her Master By: Ropetease ©2010 Chapter One Robin was on her way home from winning her court case. It was a hard fought battle in the court room, just right up her alley. She was a tough, demanding lawyer for her clients and Robin earned her status by fighting hard to win. Driving up the express way, listening to her favorite country singer, Jerrod Neiman when her five year old BMW started to make a slapping noise from under the hood, all her warning lights on the dash came on. ...