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Emily’s Anal Photoshoot

Her stomach fluttered with anticipation and excitement during that short walk on the beautiful, warm spring morning.

She looked forward to the adventure that lay before her with excitement. The weather matched her mood perfectly. The dark months of winter were behind her and the morning sunshine warmed her pretty face. Emily felt her spirits lifted with the blossoming beauty of the day, which caused a surge of joy at just being alive to swell her heart in her chest.

As Emily, pretty and slim-bodied, stepped perkily along the pavement towards her rendezvous several early morning commuters slowed their cars to better observe her as she walked along, her long hair swinging, and hips swaying. Every man that Emily passed found himself taking a surreptitious glance at Emily's legs as her short skirt swished up saucily at the hem, each flick revealed a hint of promise and came perilously close to revealing the soft underside of Emily's round buttocks.

The events leading up to Emily's excursion into the unknown had begun several months earlier when Vanessa, Emily's girlfriend had talked her into posing for some intimate photographs. Although reluctant at first, Emily decided to humor her girlfriend, posing provocatively for her amateurish first attempts at photography

Much to her surprise, and Vanessa's delight, the impromptu modelling session led to a hard, lust-fueled lesbian fuck session. Vanessa's ardor had taken Emily completely by surprise, but her body had also responded to the excitement of the occasion.

Emily's pussy was slippery; slick with desire, and her nipples were aching and hard, eager for attention. Her juicing pussy and alert clitoris tingled when Vanessa's tongue and fingers probed and rubbed both her opening and the excited nub of her clit. When Vanessa eventually introduced her tongue to Emily’s little clitty, her nerves were jangling like an alarm bell, giving rise to an immediate and intense climax as Vanessa slurped away hungrily at her tingling pussy.

That initial modelling session led to many more, and soon the lively young couple had built up quite a collection of saucy snaps. Of course, Vanessa escalated things further by posting the pictures of her lithe, perky breasted girlfriend on the internet, and things progressed rapidly from there.

Emily was overwhelmed by the response her pictures received. The sheer volume of emails and Instant Messages from fans on the site astounded her. In what seemed like no time at all Emily had her own not inconsiderable fan base, and was soon posing to order in response to requests on the site.

Then one day a message appeared inviting Emily to earn some commission by posing for a photographer on a more formal basis. He offered her a reasonable amount of money to come to his studio and pose for glamour shots.

The shoot would consist of no more than two or three hours of Emily's time, and would mean that she would be required to wear a variety of outfits, eventually stripping down to virtually nothing, and finally posing with her long legs wide open for the camera.

Vanessa and Emily had discussed the deal at some considerable length, the obvious dangers being uppermost in a concerned Vanessa's mind. Emily was torn about the idea at first, flattered that a professional would consider paying for her services, but also a little bit apprehensive about posing for a stranger.

Eventually, after talking to the photographer over the phone and diligently checking out a few references, the couple decided to go for the deal and arranged an appointment for the following week. Originally the plan had been for Vanessa to accompany her girlfriend on the shoot, but at the last minute she was unable to attend and this put the whole deal in jeopardy."

'I've been thinking about that job and I'd like to go,' Emily told Vanessa when she arrived home from work the evening before the big day.

'I'm really not sure about that, babe,' Vanessa replied, her tone dubious.

'Yes, well, I wasn't happy about it at first,' Emily began to state her case. 'But, like I said I've been thinking about it,' she moved close to Vanessa seductively. 'And I think it'll be cool. I'll have my phone and I'll call you every half an hour or so.

We've checked out Phil's CV and he's well known and respected. We've seen some of his stuff, and it's all very above board.' Emily could tell her argument was beginning to sway Vanessa, and so pressed on regardless. 'Plus, I really want to do it...'

'...Well, if you're totally sure...' Vanessa didn't finish her sentence. Emily, knowing she had won her over, kissed her on the mouth.

'That's great,' she gushed enthusiastically when they broke the kiss. 'I can't wait, and I promise to bring home every picture.'

'And the cheque, baby,' grinned Vanessa. 'Don't' forget the cheque.'

Emily laughed, 'And the cheque,' she confirmed.

Later that evening Emily lay along the blue sofa in their living room and slurped lasciviously away Vanessa's sopping-wet pussy, murmuring lewdly during the intervals when she didn't have Vanessa's clit in her mouth. 'Come on baby,' Emily whispered, wiggling an insistent finger up between her girlfriend’s buttocks whilst swirling her tongue around and around her clit. 'Come for me, my darling.'

Vanessa groaned as Emily lapped away lovingly between her legs. She loved to feel Emily's silken hair, brushing against her thighs and the combined effect of Emily's profane language and her finger now buried in her spasming ass brought her to the verge of orgasm within minutes.

'Shit Emily,' she sighed; her head lolling back as she surrendered to the inevitable. 'I’m going to come, oh baby, I…I..I’m cumming... Yesssss!.'

She looked up at her girlfriend as she lay across her lap and smiled at her. Her face was smeared with Vanessa's girly juices, and Emily felt very pleased with her handiwork. She had gotten her own way despite Vanessa's mild trepidation over her proposal that she meet Phil alone, and she had the satisfaction of exercising her carnal control over Vanessa by bringing her off with her talented mouth and fingers.

'How was that sweetie?'.

'Fantastic, as ever,' sighed Vanessa.

Emily lifted herself up from her girlfriend's lap and headed for the bathroom to clean off her juice-smeared features.

'No sex tonight,' she called over her shoulder. 'I want to be in pristine condition for tomorrow.'

Vanessa should be satisfied with the licking she'd just received, but there was no telling with her; sometimes she could want to go a second round and Emily needed to put her straight about her intentions regarding sex that night.

Emily slept fitfully through that night, her mind whirring at the possibilities that lay before her, her stomach turning and tumbling whenever she thought about exposing herself completely to a stranger come the morning.

In spite of her apprehension, Emily arrived at the railway station in time to meet her train with a soaring heart and almost light-headed elation. She stood on the platform with her legs trembling but her resolve firm. When the train arrived precisely on time she stepped deliberately aboard, finding a seat and settling down comfortably.

Phil met Emily at the station, and after brief introductions they set off for his studio at an industrial estate on the edge of town. Emily called Vanessa as promised and even passed the phone to Phil so that they could have a brief conversation. Emily gave the registration number of Phil's car to Vanessa over the phone so that her girlfriend could have further reassurances regarding Emily's security and safety.

Their plan was by no means foolproof, but Emily felt herself to be a good judge of character, and Phil sounded no alarm bells through Emily's sensitive perv antennae. He was a complete gentleman throughout the short drive, doing his utmost to put Emily's mind at rest, and to calm her obvious nerves.

'There's nothing to worry about Emily,' Phil said as he parked the car outside the anonymous looking unit. 'I can see you're nervous and that's perfectly normal, believe me. I've been in this business for twenty years so don't you worry about a thing, you're in safe hands.' Phil took Emily's bag out of the back of the car and led her into the studio.

The place may have been a little dingy and threadbare on the outside, but the interior was warm, light and airy. The decor was clean and tasteful, and this did a lot towards calming Emily's nerves. There were racks of clothes, uniforms and lingerie, props for the models to wear for whatever particular theme Phil required them for. In addition to the obligatory maid's uniforms, school uniforms, and other slutty outfits hanging in rows, there were shoes and boots of every conceivable description size and color standing with silent gaiety under the rails of clothing, while examples of Phil's work adorned the walls.

Pictures of semi and fully-nude girls pouted and posed with bare breasts and more smiled down from every angle. Emily even recognized some of the models on display, wondering if her own pictures would soon be added to the hundreds already adorning the walls.

The thought of her naked body up there on those same walls sent a frisson of excitement through her slender frame, and Emily was surprised to feel her internal muscles clenching with anticipation. Her pussy was beginning to juice and Emily realized that she was becoming sexually aroused, her self-imposed sex-ban the previous night and her impending exhibitionism had sparked a fire of lust in her loins.

'So, would you like a drink before we start?' Phil looked at Emily expectantly. I've got the usual, tea, coffee... or perhaps something stronger?'

'Oh, sure,' Emily replied. 'Erm... can I have a vodka please?' Emily's voice shook a little and betrayed her nervousness to the smiling Phil.

'Not a problem, vodka coming right up.' Phil left the room and returned a moment later with a glass half filled with the clear liquid. Emily took a sip and felt the alcohol burn down her throat. She felt calmer almost instantly and for the next few minutes she and Phil exchanged small talk. Phil turned out to be a true professional, and was indeed taking his time to ensure his pretty, young model was completely at ease.

Emily was beginning to relax, the vodka and the warmth of the building working their magic on the fledgling model. That was until a knock at the door made her jump.

'This is John, my assistant,' Phil introduced a young, fair haired, twenty something man who stood nervously in the door frame. 'Is it ok for John to be here?' Phil looked at Emily, gauging her response uncertainly.

'Well...' Emily paused briefly. 'I suppose it's ok, he's your assistant you say?' 'Absolutely,' Phil reassured a slightly nervy Emily. He's a pretty good photographer himself too. He does a bit of modelling from time to time, but wants to get on the other side of the camera, sort of insurance for when his looks fade.'

Phil smiled wryly and John grinned with embarrassment. 'Come off it,' John responded, but Emily could tell that the young man was quietly pleased by Phil's words.

She took a moment to study John. She could see that Phil meant what he said about looks, John was quite a dish, very easy on the eye with his regular, even features, smiling blue eyes and his shaggy crop of fashionably unkempt hair. She could see that John was also pretty well built, with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, finely muscled arms and a firm torso that was tightly encased in a t shirt. Yes, she thought to herself, John can stay all right.

'Sure, it's ok, John can stay,' Emily gave voice to her thoughts, flashing a smile at the younger man who smiled shyly in return.

'Right then, let's get on with it,' Phil clapped his hands and set to work. His first job was to get Emily changed into some lingerie, giving her time to fix her face and relax some more. John and Phil fiddled and tinkered with bits and pieces until finally all three were ready to start work.

Phil directed Emily, posing her and keeping her mind focused upon the job in hand. Thanks to Phil's organization Emily found that there was no time to think, her nerves vanished completely because he kept her so busy. After about half an hour Emily had really warmed to the task and was by then quite happy to pose completely naked, her long, slim thighs spread as she unselfconsciously showed her cute little pussy to Phil's lens.

She even stood talking to Vanessa on the phone for her allocated 'booking in' call, wearing nothing but a pair of black knee length boots. She had grown totally unconcerned that her soft, round buttocks and petite tits were freely displayed to the two men in the room. Well, they had just been looking right at her trimmed bush, so there was little point in any modesty at this late stage

After reassuring Vanessa that everything was going perfectly and that Phil was treating her with nothing other than respect, Emily hung up her mobile and smiled across to the patiently waiting photographer. 'What next?' she asked, her tone expectant.

'Just some nudes to finish off if that's ok, babe?' Phil replied as John moved some equipment around.

'Sure, you're the boss,' Emily said and moved to the bed that Phil indicated with an outstretched hand.

This time as Emily posed for the cameras, both men were now taking picture after picture of her slim figure; she began to find herself becoming sexually aroused. Now that she'd settled down, her earlier excitement manifested itself once more, and the young woman felt syrupy juice begin to ooze from her twitching sex, once again feeling her clit begin to throb into expectant life.

Emily couldn't resist touching her molten center and found that she was holding herself wide open, labia under the tips of her fingers, as she spread herself, exposing her most intimate place to the indifferent glazed eye of the camera lens. Emily dared to lightly brush her swollen clit with her index finger, gasping involuntarily at the sensation her touch caused upon her erect flesh.

'Hey Emily, that's very good, babe,' Phil called, encouraging the girl to go further, his camera recording every lust-fueled facial contortion as well as capturing the detail of her pouting labia and wet thighs.

Emily felt as though her pussy was on fire. Her clit burned to be touched and her nipples ached, standing rigidly upright on the curved tips of Emily's exquisitely proportioned breasts. Her face flushed pink as Emily felt her juices begin to wash along her inner thighs, and the more her body betrayed her arousal, the more wanton she became. She moved into more and more provocative poses, brazenly flaunting her slippery sex to the two men, wishing she could be alone for a few moments so she could frig her tight, sensitive clit and push her fingers deep into her hungry opening.

Emily's body quivered when Phil put his camera equipment down; her flushed cheeks and heavy-lidded eyes, tight pebble like nipples, and wet thighs betrayed her desperation for relief. Phil could tell that his new model was desperate to find a sexual release, he'd been in the game for long enough to know exactly how to play the aroused young woman who was almost vibrating with sexual tension in front of him, and he played his next cards carefully.

'Say Emily,' he began. 'You know that I can get you work for other magazines? European stuff...' He left the sentence hanging.

'European stuff?' Emily responded slowly, her attention focused upon her body's needs.

'Yeah, like this, take a look.' Phil passed a glossy magazine across to Emily.

She looked at the cover and was greeted by the cover photograph featuring a pretty girl who was being impaled by a very large, very thick cock. The unexpectedness of the pornography sent a surge of heightened lust through Emily's already hot insides, and her tummy swirled with the added excitement. She flicked quickly through the magazine, every picture causing Emily's insides to clench, and soon her pussy was tingling uncontrollably.

'You want me to pose for porn?' she said levelly, managing to control the tremor in her voice.

'Well, if you put it that simply... ...yes.' Phil replied with equal candor.

Emily paused, collecting her thoughts. This was easier said than done since her morality dictated that to pose for hard core porn meant betrayal, but on the other hand her body was starting to overrule her head. She was in a place that was entirely focused upon the sexy tingling between her thighs. Her vibrant young body sent out almost irresistible demands for sexual satisfaction, her clitoris throbbed insistently, and it was as almost as much as Emily could manage not to just masturbate herself to orgasm right there and then

She was torn between her loyalty and love for her wife, and the yearning for release that she felt from her molten core. Finally, she blurted, 'What do you have in mind?'

Phil said nothing, just passed her another magazine. This one featured a busty brunette smiling with apparent joy at whoever was photographing her at the time. She was shown being supported by male hands as she sat astride his lap. Her happiness was evidently due to the fact that the man's thick cock was stretching her anus, her face totally unconcerned by the cock stuffed tightly between her buttocks.

Emily made her decision instantly. The pleasure at being ass fucked that was evident on the model's face tipped the scales, and Emily knew she just had to have her climax. If that meant taking a stiff cock into her back passage, then so be it, Emily didn't care at that moment in time. She needed to fucked; even if it meant taking a man’s cock in her ass, she had to have a cock inside her body, and she let the expectant photographer know.

'Yes,' she said huskily, lust thick in her throat. ‘in my pussy, or, or, in my ass“ she whispered, I don't care. I’m just too horny now and need to come.'

She looked up at him with her beautiful blue eyes wide and said in a girly voice, ‘will you help me to come?’

Phil smiled and turned to his assistant. 'Ok John, you heard the lady.' John smiled and walked confidently to where Emily stood. He peeled his t-shirt over his head as he moved and Emily eyed his tight, muscular torso hungrily. Phil went to work instantly, his camera clicking exposure after exposure as the couple embraced and kissed deeply.

John quickly stripped naked, when cock was revealed Emily gasped, “Oh my!”

John’s already fully erect member jutted angrily from his body, thick and gnarled with veins along the meaty shaft, he walked over to Emily took her in his arms, the young blonde’s petite contrasting with his much larger masculine physique.

They made out together, John’s hands freely roaming over Emily’s taut young body; his left hand now was on her succulent teenage breast, his right slid down her body, crudely groping at her tight little ass.

Emily wasted no time and dropped onto her knees in front of her temporary lover, as she looked up into John’s face, the pungent aroma of his dick filling her nostrils.

Leaning forward, she took a firm hold of his shaft, feeling it buck and swell at her soft, feminine touch and carefully pulled his forskin back before slowly wrapping her painted lips around his swollen purple cockhead.

Emily kept her big blue eyes fixed upon John’s as she went about her work.

'Let me get the shots, Emily,' Phil called as Emily began to slurp wetly up and down on John's tasty pole. The blonde beauty had allowed her desperate quest for sexual release take control of her senses and had forgotten that she was actually meant to be working.

Phil was paying her for this session, and Emily moaned with frustration as she posed to order for the photographer.

She paused for long moments while Phil captured the images of John's cock planted firmly between her lips. The highly aroused blond model gave John's shaft slow, exaggerated licks, and she smiled up at Phil's lens with her cheeks and face smeared with John's leaking pre-cum.

'Fantastic babe, that's excellent,' Phil encouraged Emily continuously. 'You can suck him now, Emily. That's it; take him deep... Great, now look at me honey, smile... Show me you love it.'

Emily's long ponytail swished behind her as she bobbed her head up and down enthusiastically, sucking hard as she took his swollen member deep into her wet mouth, all the time slithering her little pink tongue around and around his gnarly shaft and swollen flange.

She ran her open palms up and over John's tightly muscled stomach, and relished the feeling of his taut abdominal muscles as her fingers traced the hard, ridged outline of the man's six pack. She traced a route around his body and took a tight grip on John's firm, clenching buttocks, then pulled the groaning man’s cock further into her warm, wet mouth.

'Shit,' John groaned, his teeth clenched and face contorted as he struggled to hold himself in check. 'She's fucking begging for it,' John looked at Phil in desperation. 'I'm going to blow in her mouth if she doesn't ease up.'

'Hey, ok Emily,' Phil called. 'Let the poor guy go,' he laughed, and Emily immediately allowed John's throbbing erection to spring from between her lips.

She laughed and smiled at Phil, once more allowing him to capture her enjoyment. This time the camera recorded Emily's pretty face as she smiled. The image perfectly framed of John's pre cum and Emily's saliva mixed, a long, gooey spider's web hanging thickly between the ponytailed blonde's chin and John's cock.

Emily reached up to her chin and scooped the thick strand with her fingers, immediately pushing them into her mouth and licking them clean. She wiped her juice smeared face, and then lay back on the bed to spread her legs wide under Phil's instruction.

'Time for John to give you a lick, babe,' Phil said, and continued to take his pictures as John eagerly settled between Emily's wet thighs.

'Oh yes!' Emily cried with delight when John's tongue flicked across the sensitive tip of her clit. 'Lick me, John... lick me. I'm on fire... I need to come. Come on you beautiful bastard, lick my pussy.'

'That's it babe,' Phil continued his encouragement. 'Get into it, that's good. Let me see it in your face... show me how good he is.'

Phil closed in on Emily's face as the girl screwed up her features in ecstasy; her eyes closed, mouth hanging open as if in a silent scream, and with her face and chest flushed pink with her approaching orgasm.

John lapped at Emily's syrupy opening, the scent of an over-aroused woman was filling the room and was causing even him as a professional, to burn with desire and lust. He loved this job, taking pictures of beautiful women and girls, and then them actually let him fuck them too, he just couldn't believe his luck. He gently lifted the fold of skin that tried in vain to hide Emily's shy clitoris, tonguing at the sensitive nub of stiff tissue eagerly.

Emily groaned loudly as John transferred his attention to her tingling clit. Her excitement was heightened when the man pushed two of his fingers into her slippery opening and fingered the spongy, wet walls of her pussy. John's fingers were slippery with the juice that was dribbling freely from her body, with the crack between Emily's writhing buttocks, slick with the wetness that flowed downwards to stain the sheet beneath her heaving body.

'I'm coming!' Emily shouted, her hips bucking spasmodically as her intense climax washed over her. 'I'm... Fucking... Coming...' she hissed through her gritted teeth as she held John's smeared face against her hot pussy, and more liquid greased his face, chin and cheeks.

Emily bucked and reared frantically as she came, finally quieting down a little as the intensity of her orgasm passed. She had no time to recover however as John moved quickly alongside her on the bed, half rolling her onto her side and snuggling in close behind her little body. John and Emily lay on their sides in a spoons position, and John began to push his hard cock insistently between Emily's cute, rounded buttocks.

He lifted her upper leg and pushed his dick into the space between Emily's juice-soaked thighs. Emily soon realized what was about to happen, and felt her stomach flip over with the thought of the depraved act that she was about to perform.

'Push your ass back a little,' Phil's command coincided with Emily's realization, and she quickly acceded to Phil's request, arching her back and presenting her unprotected ass to the monstrous phallus.

John rubbed his thick cock along Emily's sopping labia, anointing his stiffness with the lubricant dripping from Emily's molten center. When he was satisfied that his plum-sized cockhead was sufficiently wet enough, he introduced the end to the tight ring of Emily's anus.

Emily looked back at John over her shoulder when she felt him pushing against that most intimate, private part of her body. Their eyes locked and for that moment the world ceased to exist for the couple as John poised on the brink, his cock only a mere shove away from invading Emily's body. Emily gazed into John's blue eyes, the young man keeping his stare fixed upon the girl's face, as he slowly pressed against her tight opening

Emily felt an exquisitely painful thrill as her sphincter was forced open by John's insistent cock, and although her body tried to reject the invader, he continued to push the thick head of his cock inside her resisting body. The young girl gasped and swallowed as her ass burned with the shock of being rudely forced to accept this huge foreign body, and she was just on the verge of begging John to take it out when she suddenly felt his entire length slide deeper inside.

'You Ok?' John asked as he held Emily's hip gently, pausing after feeding the full length of his cock into the gasping young teen’s anus.

'Y... yes...' she stuttered slightly in reply. 'Just go gentle ...please.' Emily needed a few moments to grow used to the unfamiliar sensation of being filled from behind. Her body responded strangely, accepting and rejecting John's cock simultaneously, and she just needed a little time to relax and to recover slightly.

John bent forwards and lightly kissed Emily's back and neck, licking at her erogenous zones and causing her to purr with the pleasure of it.

''That is so sexy... so dirty,' she murmured when she felt John's lips brushing her neck. 'Kiss me please.' Emily bent her neck and faced John as best she could from her position in front of him, He in turn lent as far forward as he could, and used his tongue to lick Emily's as she held her mouth open, her tongue protruding lewdly.

The couple kissed passionately for long seconds, their lust for each other evident by the way they seemingly attempted to devour each other.

Phil continued to take picture after picture, ceasing his instructions and allowing John to lead. He knew that John would be professional enough to maintain his concentration, and that the young man would guide the inexperienced model into position for the best angle for the camera's lens.

John began to move slowly against Emily's firm buttocks, pulling his cock a few inches back and allowing Phil to capture the moment of Emily's ass being stretched open by his thick shaft. He then lifted the girl's uppermost leg high, spread her thighs wide, and Phil took frame upon frame of that beautiful view. Emily's pink, exposed pussy pouted wide, juice oozing from it, her clit stiff and aroused, showing herself being buggered from an entirely new perspective.

John moved more urgently now, beginning to assfuck Emily properly and she began to moaned huskily at the almost unbearable sensation of a man’s thick cock forcing its way up into her tiny ass. It was stingily painful, and her widely-stretched ring clenched painfully around Johns gnarled shaft causing ripples of pleasure to surge through John’s cock, but it was the sort of paradoxical pain that was on the cusp of pleasure and pain. John increased his pace, now stroking his cock faster into the stunning-beautiful blonde’s ass.

Emily found that she loved it. She loved the feeling of being filled with cock in such a taboo place. The forbidden depravity of her anal coupling with John, as well as the myriad feelings his crude invasion caused, sent her nerves humming which pushed Emily closer to her second climax.

John grunted, holding the girl's hips, his fingers dug into Emily's white skin roughly. He was starting to sweat with the exertion, and beads of perspiration dotted his forehead as he fought his threatening eruption once more.

Emily groaned loudly, and her head lolled forward loosely as she let the sweet pain/ecstasy boil up from her stretched asshole. She closed her legs together and pushed her hips further back in an effort to take more of John's stiffness into her burning hole

'Fuck... John, fuck me, take my ass, make me take it, it's so dirty, I love it.' Emily's obscene words sounded out loud in the room, and caused even Phil's cock to stiffen with the depravity of her language.

'Fucking hell, she's going mad on it,' he muttered to himself, shaking his head in wonder. He'd never seen such abandon in a model before; the girl was having the time of her life, as she thrust her hips back into John desperately. Phil was even tempted to take his cock out of his pants and forget about the camera. He would love to fuck Emily's pink pussy while his assistant pounded her ass, but the thought of losing his commission from the magazine persuaded him otherwise. He continued to click away at the writhing couple on the bed, his hard cock pressed uncomfortably against the inside of his pants.

Eventually Emily found herself fully astride John's outstretched thighs, being anally-impaled on his fat cock and allowing her full body weight bear down on his shaft. It was buried right up to the hilt in her now ravenous bumhole, and John had hold of her legs just behind the knees as he spread her wide open and exposed her sex to the camera even more provocatively than previously. Emily's blonde ponytail hung back behind her head and swished against John's face as he fucked into the young girl from below. Emily's high-heels waved erratically in the air as her legs flailed uncontrollably with the frantic movements John's thrusting produced

Emily had grown fully used to having John's cock inside her. He felt sublime in her well-stuffed backside; her pussy clenched madly and dribbled juice in copious volume. Her clit throbbed, almost clamoring for attention, and the excited points of her aroused nipples ached with desire. Emily wasn't aware of every individual sensation her body signaled to her overwhelmed brain, all she knew was that the overall feeling of being brutally fucked up the ass by a man with a big fat cock was fantastic. She was on the verge of her most intense climax of the session and struggled frantically to find that release.

Relief finally came when John reached down to Emily's pussy and rubbed his slick finger tips against the stiffness of her clitoris. It only took a second or two of this treatment to send Emily into a crashing orgasm. The girl moaned loudly as she sobbed and struggled to catch her breath as she came.

'Oh! She cried. 'Oh... ah... ah... oh my, I'm going to come again.' Her head lolled back and her arms gave way, which caused Emily to fall against John's body below her. She panted and hissed loudly, muscles clenching and convulsing all through her lithe body. 'Oh fuck! this is... so... dirty... I... can't... con... fuck!... trol... myself... Oh fuck! My ass harder!' Emily continued to swear and shout as John clung desperately to her wildly bucking hips, the sensation of her ultra-tight little ass clenching on his dick was just too much for any man to bear.

The intensity of Emily's climax and the depravity of the language coming from such a stunningly-beautiful blonde hottie was too much for even a professional, and he could only grunt as his cock began to spurt inside Emily's forbidden tunnel. 'Oh no, I'm going to come,' his words coming too late to stop his onrush of thick cum as it pumped up into Emily's body.

Emily's eyes flew wide open when she felt the first hot jets of cum rocketing into her ass. Her face was a picture of pure satisfaction as she turned her head and looked down at the grunting, sweating man beneath her as his cock continued to spurt its sticky load strongly up into her.

'Give it to me baby, make my little ass take it, make me take it' she cooed. 'Make me take that lovely hot cum in my ass, mmmmmm…I can feel it, so hot and dirty.'

John's fingers dug even deeper into Emily's skin as he spurted again and again up into the stunning blonde model’s clenching backside, and eventually the couple began to calm.

'Shit,' said Phil in frustration. 'We need the money shot.'

John's impromptu climax had ruined he expected finale of him spurting to order for the camera. Probably on Emily's face or breasts, but that option was now gone.

'Sorry Phil,' was John's somewhat abashed response from where he lay, trapped beneath Emily's limp body on the bed.

'Get up here, quick,' Phil called to his assistant. 'I'm going to have to be stunt cock!'

John understood immediately, and struggled to free himself from the delicious trap of Emily's body. He quickly picked up Phil's camera, his cock waving wetly at half-mast. Emily looked at Phil curiously. She still lay on the bed, her breath returning to normal, and with John's cum oozing from her recently-filled young backside.

'What's going on?' she asked concerned.

'We need a few shots of you and a cock actually coming,' Phil attempted to explain. 'John came too soon,' he threw his assistant a quick sideways look. 'So, do you mind..?' Phil left the obvious question unsaid.

'Are you going to fuck me too?' Emily replied.

'Is it Ok? That's the idea.' Phil looked at Emily questioningly, his commission uppermost in his mind. Of course, coming over Emily's pretty face and perky tits was an absolute dream, but Phil was really focused on his cash.

'Oh God,' Emily sighed, reluctance evident in her tone. 'I... I don't know.' She looked at Phil and saw his disappointed face. 'Ah, well I guess... I'm still so horny,' she weakened, 'What do you want me to do?'

Phil smiled at the girl, 'Thanks babe, there's a bonus for you, I promise.' Phil stripped quickly and moved to Emily on the bed. 'Get on your hands and knees, baby,' he said, businesslike again. Emily rolled onto her front and lifted herself up on her hands and knees. 'Like this?' she asked.

That’s great Emily now, lower your shoulders down on the bed…that’s great.’

'Perfect,' Phil replied, moving behind her quickly. He pulled off his trousers and to Emily’s surprise, he pulled out the biggest dick she’d ever seen in her young life; it was a monster. Phil’s cock must have been over a foot in length and easily as thick as her arm it seemed impossible that this sexual freak would ever be able to fit inside her little ass.

Phil got up over the oversexed tight young model and squatted down over her splayed rump and, taking his member in a firm grip, shoved it down between her buttocks until his meaty flange was butted against her sore, unprotected ass.

Phil lowered himself onto her, pushing his mighty cock hard against Emily's now slippery asshole and slowly began to slide into her ass.

Emily felt her sphincter being stretched again, now even wider than before but this time relished the sensation of being filled with a thick cock now that she had grown accustomed to having a man buggering her ass as he sank his entire length into her.

Phil pushed his throbbing dick further inside Emily, John's thick cum was squelching obscenely as the photographer's much bigger cock displaced the younger man's ejaculate, cum trickled thickly from around Phil's veiny shaft, oozing from Emily's ass and dripped onto the sheets between her knees.

John took frame upon frame as Phil began to force his mighty tool into Emily’s tight little butt, hoping that there would be enough material to use as a cover for his mistimed eruption. I couldn't help myself though, John thought quietly. Emily was such a hot babe; her fucking technique was beyond compare.

It was her foul language and the intensity of her climax that had sent John over the edge, professional or not, he would defy any man not to lose his load with a woman like Emily on the end of his cock.

Meanwhile on the bed, Phil was crouched behind Emily, his hands on her hips as he fed his thick, foot-long cock deep into Emily's accommodating back passage. Emily pushed her hips back against Phil, the sound of their bodies slapping together was loud in the small room.

'Yes, oh yes,' Emily was sighing. 'I’m taking another man is sticking his big fucking cock up my ass and I love it!' She turned her head to look up at Phil, her eyes heavy with her desire. 'Come on, fuck me! John did a great job of making me take it, now it's your turn, fuck my ass with that big fat cock, make me take it hard!'

Emily groaned and lowered her head into the pillow as Phil took up her challenge. He forced his cock deep into her, more of John’s cum squelching out, and began sawing his dick into her upturned ass, repeatedly spearing her delightful-presented young backside deep and hard, forcing every thick inch into the beautiful young girl bent over before him, her taut asscheeks splayed apart by the meaty shaft and suddenly he too was caught off guard as his seed threatened to spurt prematurely.

Shit, she's so fucking hot! he thought to himself. I'm going to blow too if I'm not careful.

Phil ran his hands slowly up and down the length of Emily's slim back, feeling her taut muscles and smooth tanned skin. He savored the feeling of her lithe, athletic body as his palms moved over the widening at Emily's hips, and he finally took a tight hold of her body by gripping her round buttocks firmly.

Phil pulled Emily hard back against his cock, her tight sphincter slithering over his invading member until it was gripping firmly around the hairy root of his gigantic shaft.

Phil began fucking his dick furiously in and out of Emily's super-tight ass.

He was determined to make the gorgeous little blonde slut climax before he shot his load, but he realized it was a fine line he was treading. His cum was an insistent ache in his cock, and he knew he was close to losing control, very close to adding his thick, white seed to John's already squelching against his cock.

Phil looked at Emily's fingers as she clawed in ecstasy at the top sheet of the bed. He decided to employ John's trick of tickling the girl's clitoris and was rewarded almost instantly when he fingered her tight little button. Emily gasped and pushed back hard against Phil's belly, allowing him to force more of his shaft up her ass.

Emily came violently once more, thrashing and panting dementedly, her anal ring clenched hard around the thick member plunging deep into her ass.

Phil felt his seed begin to spurt and had to move fast, his hand clasped around his cock tightly in an effort to keep his eruption at bay. He quickly got into a position close to Emily and lifted her contorted face up close to his cock head.

John was on hand to take the shots, and finally Phil pointed his cock straight at Emily's gorgeous face and let fly. The first thick jets hit her squarely in the face, and the pretty young woman instantly opened her eyes when she realized what was happening. She had been lost in the throes of her own climax, but now opened her mouth eagerly so that Phil could feed his cum to her directly onto her invitingly soft and wet tongue .

Several more jets of hot, thick cum landed wetly onto Emily's tongue and, when her mouth was full, she had to swallow much of Phil's thick, smelly cum as he spurted again and again over her pretty face. Ropes of thick, pungent ejaculate was splattered all over Emily's face and upper slopes of her breasts and, as Phil continued to spurt his lust in gout after thick gout, his hand squeezing the final oozing drops from the end of his cock onto her wiggly little tongue.

When Phil had fully finished, John took pictures of Emily’s cum-covered face, and she smilingly posed for the obscene photos with John’s cum dripping down her face quite happily.

Later that afternoon Emily sat on the train heading back home to her bisexual wife, Vanessa. She had a large check, including bonus in her purse, and although she had showered at the studio, she could feel John's cum continuing to ooze from her well-used ass as she sat, somewhat painfully in her seat on the train.

She knew that when she got home her panties would be soaked with the cum that was oozing from her tingling ass, and she knew she would confess all to her beautiful bisexual wife. Her hope being that Vanessa would be so turned on by her confession, she’d agree to joining them for another ‘photo’ session and that before long, John and Phil would soon be filling both their asses.

To be continued?