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Window Performance

Jennifer laid on the bed with the blindfolds on, as requested by William, her boyfriend. He had prepared a bag of surprises for her and the shy girl had no idea what was about to happen. She had never checked into a budget hotel for such things before and the sleaziness of it had made things awkward from the lobby to the room. Moaning sounds and creaking beds echoed in the corridor, but it did not turn her on at all. Only in the privacy of the room she could rest, and the blindfold helped a little.

William took the cuffs out of the black backpack and laid it around the bed, checking on the bed to make sure it would fit. His pretty Philippine-Chinese girlfriend wore a low cut dark grey camisole, boobs well supported by the sewn-on cups, and a pair of denim shorts to match it. He removed her shorts before securing her knees to the sides of the bed, and her wrists to the top most corner. Although Jennifer was a little doubtful about bondage, the fact that he took time to plan it showed her how much he wanted it. With her hands and legs restrained, her body appeared even more arousing to him, in just the top and plain cotton panties.

She was one of those conservative girls who dressed normal, sometimes even unappealing, as long as comfort made her day easier. Just for today, she heeded his advice and dressed a little more revealing, and all ready to submit to him. The straps at her knees were adjustable, giving him freedom to spread it wide apart in missionary.

The zipping noise and sounds of him undressing was unmistakable, and she knew it was about to begin. His weight pressed onto the area between her legs and she felt his body heat hovering above her. There was no foreplay of any sort, but little did she know he had lubbed himself so he could surprise her. Her panties were snipped away and top yanked above her boobs, revealing that curvy figure to him. She didn’t mind it at all, since it was William.

The movements on the bed gradually died down and his hands pressed onto the bed beside her ribs. Her pussy felt a little tickle at her entrance, and then his whole dick sank all the way into her. She did not have any time to prepare and the sudden enlargement of her vagina just screamed ‘pain’ into her mind. Knowing that she was suffering from the struggle of her feet, he went on to ram his dick into her, relieving the shock with pleasure. The huge change in sensation actually made her more sensitive, and she could feel the roughness of his shaft inside.

The desire for his cock to never stop remained in her mind as she moaned uncontrollably. No amount of slow breathing could take away the pleasure that filled her body. Her slit was reddened from the penetration, and it was gapping on its own whenever he took a pause. This newfound fetish had got her addicted to helpless sex, giving control of her body to someone she trusted. Throughout the whole time, William was just slamming his hips at her, reaching to her deepest and most sensitive spot. Needless to say, the bedsheets were stained with her leaking pussy, desperately lubricating the fierce action.

After some time, she could feel her pussy tighten even without climaxing, and William was slowing down as well. Was it about to end?

William: ‘Let’s change position.’

Before she could reply, he got off and stood with his feet beside her head. He knelt beside her arms and immediately went to feast on her pussy. The scent of his hairy dick was right in her face, and the stimulation at her genitals simply made her opened her mouth to catch the thick slab of wet, dripping dick. She could not move much of her head but he compensated by making small thrusts. The shallow dips only allowed her to keep her lips closed, toying with the little mushroom of his dick.

The change in position had delayed his ejaculation, while he get to lick his girl’s beautifully waxed small pussy. He had a weakness for her slit as it was hidden behind the innocent looking cameltoe, yet alluring when his tongue teased her clit to make it erect. The gentle appearance of her raw labia was as good as a freshly shucked oyster. She was so juicy and shy, making the whole 69 experience unforgettable. Her legs could not close no matter how hard she tried, exposing her privates like a porn star.

Well, that did turn her on a lot. The more shy someone appears, the wilder it gets behind closed doors. The dick pumping at her mouth kept her from saying anything, but he knew when to stop too. He picked himself up and buckled her wrists together. Still, her legs were the hardest to redo, not knowing what position he wanted next.

A few minutes of rest for the both of them extended his stamina by a fair bit, and it is time for something crazier. He limited the ropes between her legs and she could only take small steps, towards the window where he guided her to. She placed her hands on the glass, knees resting on the pillow at the ledge of a small space protruding from the window into the room.

Jennifer: ‘Where am I?’

William: ‘In front of the mirror.’

Jennifer: ‘No wonder it’s so cold.’

William: ‘I am going to warm you up just about now.’

In front of her was another hotel of the same height, with another couple in cowgirl. They had spotted Jennifer’s semi-naked body, and almost wanted to draw the curtains, until William appeared and waved to them. He went behind her and pulled her waist a little lower, and shoved his cock into her waiting pussy. That had shocked her twice in a row, but it definitely felt better than the first. As he rammed her from the back, her knees gradually shifted forward until her nipples touched the cold window, only to have them pressed by William.

The mixture of hot and cold drove her insane, and the darkness she was in had heightened her other senses. The couple opposite them took up the same position on a stool, and did the same, engaging in a wireless foursome.

William: ‘I will cum in this position k?’

Jennifer: ‘Oh yes.. Okay.’

He went all out to pump her harder, banging her body loud and clear. The taps of his testicles on her pussy was stirring something else in her, and she had no idea how to explain it to him. It simply felt complete. Their hotel sex actually opened her ‘eyes’ to this small but meaningful natural occurrence. Within minutes, her body was trembling with subtle orgasms that made the other pair jealous.

Fucking his girlfriend deep and hard, there was no regrets booking this room for her. Their bodies went non-stop, moaning and groaning with hair pulling and nipples fondling. His hands just could not get enough of her.

It was only after ten minutes when he whispered that he was about to cum, and he knew doing it raw was as far as she would allow. He pulled out just before the tipping point and helped her to turn around, ending the free show for the gentleman on the other side. He brought her hand to his throbbing cock and lightly tapped on her head. Without hesitation, she went down on him, going way deeper than she ever been.

Her convulsing throat had provided a sensation similar to her pussy, but much wetter. In a way, cumming down her throat definitely tasted better than on her tongue. She did not take any breaks and did her best, before he groaned out loud and she forced her mouth towards his balls. 3/4 – was all she could accommodate, right when he flushed his cum out of his nozzle and poured down her throat. Her fingers massaging his testicles did trigger another two rounds, but nothing more than that.

For the first time, he was truly exhausted and weak. It was the most worthwhile meet up they ever had, even for Jennifer who enjoyed herself throughout. He untied her hands and legs, before heading to the bed and falling on it. She raised the blindfold over her head to the streetlights that glared into the window she was at. A look of what the.. overcame her face and she turned around to see who was opposite.

The man who noticed them stood just beside the bed, letting his girl blow him while looking at Jennifer, giving a wave that sent her running towards William. She cuddled in his arms, calmed by his smiling, satisfied expression. How lucky was she to be with such a guy. Not just someone who brought her to a hotel and had wild sex, but a man who took great care of her. Nonetheless, a little guilt was felt in the corner of her heart, bearing the memories of public sex she had with another guy, who was special in his own ways.

And in his kenjataimu state of mind, was replaying the scenes where another girl, who had the ideal CFM face, took him from behind while turning sideways to show her large eyes and biting lips, moaning ‘fuck me harder’, and allowing him to cum deep into her pussy.

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After a day of rest at home, Patsy had recovered most of her energy from 12 hours shift the day before, and wanted to head out for a night of relaxation to complete her rest. It was almost 2pm when she woke up from her sleep, and the only place she was dying to visit was a pub she walked past a few days ago. Decided on the place, she headed down to the pub alone and drank to her heart’s content. There was nothing to worry about as it was early in the noon, and the sparse crowd did not spoil the quiet ambience she hoped to have. Although she did not have anyone with her, it was fulfilling to simply spend time with herself.

As usual, a few patrons tried to hit on her but she brushed them away without explanations, determined to have the evening all to herself. Just as she started to get a little drunk, the thought of her showing up at home in such a state quickly turned her to look for a place to crash for the rest of the day. A few minutes of deep thoughts later, the idea of spending the night in a budget hotel was the best, low-cost solution and she immediately headed for the closest one after paying her tab.

Checking into the hotel was the scariest part, as a few couples with huge age gaps stood in the queue, with some of them groping the ladies. Once she made the initial payment for a night’s stay, she rushed into the lift alone and went up to her room, walking past noisy doors until she locked her door, heart slowing down to normality.

The rest of the evening was spent in full privacy, taking an hour long shower before collapsing on the bed and playing games on the phone. For her attire that day, she wore a simple white shirt over a short skirt, considered to be decent for a pub visit. By the time she was on bed, the white top and panties were all that was on her, without the bra for comfort. Clicking on the browser app, a list of her favourite bookmarks appeared and the icon to a website she visited daily was selected.

Through the lists of videos available on the porn site, her fingers tapped on the latest lesbian clip and she took the time during the video buffer to adjust the blankets until a cosy corner was set up. She then turned her body to the side, eyes on the movie that was about to begin.

For the longest time, Patsy had a fetish for girl-on-girl action, loving how it aroused her curiosity, but the fact that she lived in the same room with her sister made it hard for her to do anything more than watching those videos with her earpiece on. And now, the whole room was all hers and it was a good time to give in to her urge of self-discovery, for the first time in her life. As opposed to modern day thinking, she was proud to reply that she had never masturbated in her life even though she was 23. She had had sex before, but plain, simple intercourse was all the intimacy she had with her boyfriend. The discipline to touch herself was actually an idea she imposed to reserve the moment for the right time. After all, nothing beats a journey of self-exploration in the quietness of her senses.

With the screen showing two girls satisfying each other, her hand moved into her shirt to massage her soft 36B cups, teasing the nipples as she brought herself into the mood. As much as she wanted to lose herself in the darkened room, there was no one to hear her moan, and so she kept quiet until things got hotter. Slowly, her hand reached south for her panties, splitting her legs just enough for her fingers to enter. Over the panties, her fingertips pressed hard onto her clit and began moving in circles. Moans then started to come out of her and it was so natural sounding, pleasing and comfortable for her body to say the least.

The scenes of the clip were already in her mind and she turned her body to face the ceiling, listening to the sounds from her phone. She had stretched a part of her panties open, and one hand hastily disappeared into it, coming in contact with her swollen clit, that was so elated to get some attention. As she rubbed harder, her body reacted accordingly by sending trembles throughout, closing her eyes to feel each delicate folds of her pussy as she continued on.

Her legs had parted themselves so wide her fingers could move at full speed on the sensitive spot, forming a patch on her panties with her juices. Losing control of her fingers, she gathered her courage to dip her fingers lower and pushed a bit into her pussy, sending a shiver up her spine. The sensation of masturbation was getting too good to stop, and her mind was already begging for more before she knew it.

Putting two fingers in, her knees were as high as they could get and the movements in her panties was almost tearing the thin piece of lingerie. There were juices leaking, moans exclaiming and body jerking. Most of her energy was drained, but the feeling of an impeding doom signalled her in preparation for climax, which she had never done it on her own. Decided on the third finger, she stretched her opening as her pussy squished in delight from the widened entry.

Just as she started to take deep breaths of air, her abs contracted and her body curled up, while a strong gush of fluid poured into her panties, flowing onto her butt cheeks and hands. Patsy panted heavily from the merciless onslaught of that very orgasm, and realised a smile had hung on her face although there was no one looking.

Tiredness soon took over her body and she put her phone into standby mode, pulling her juice-filled panties off and the blanket over herself. For a first timer, it wasn’t too bad seeing how exhausted she got. And the moments leading to slumber was filled with thoughts about having the next round with some changes to her position. It was after all her room to have fun in, and experiment with whatever she wanted.

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Awaken Before Me

As I flipped to my side in the comfortable sheets the hotel provided, the pillow sank under my head and a faint breathing sound heaved like the most gentle alarm tone. The sun had been out and on the thick curtains, creating a soothing line of light on the carpet. My vision adjusted to the dark room and the bathroom light was already turned on. Half asleep, I turned my body to where Crystal was lying and saw her knees up, and her arms across her flat tummy between her legs.

Her chin was tilted up and hands seemingly busy with indulging herself to the free flow privacy for self-pleasure. She was lying on the pillows right beside mine, and not yet noticed that I was awake. Discretely, I placed my arm over her hips and lowered it, pressing onto the back of her hand where she made way immediately for me.

My mid finger ran down her slit, lubricating with her juices, before stopping below the clit. In a backward scooping reaction, that little hood hiding her ruby crystal popped open and was at my mercy. Giving it a gentle push, the muscles in her legs almost shut themselves, but was held opened with sheer mental determination. The top most part of my finger was already stuck to that wet, slimy raw texture of her flesh, and moving in the least hurrying manner.

Her breathing went shallow, and deep, and when the orgasmic cycle reached its peak, her hand would push my fingers in, and kept it still. The climax she had was one of the most systematic ones I’ve seen, from the slight shiver of her head, to the tensed nerves in her neck, protruding collarbone, pointy nipples, rising abdomen, sinking hips, clenching pussy to finally her trembling knees and legs.

Once the height of the sensory bombardment was over, her hands relaxed and I would stop teasing her, knowing that she preferred to have a few more moments to pull herself together. After she got that one orgasm, the next would not require any asking, as I knew any girl could handle more than just one. The next cycle would be the same routine clit massage, but this time, her hand would run over my boxers, resting on the dragon that did not expect any favour in return.

That small palm would rub the thin material of the boxers onto my foreskin, hyping up the rod that was heating up to an intense, unseen pink. My fingers naturally went faster with the influx of energy from her unsuspecting reward, probably driven by the lust that her body was building up on.

This time, her legs managed to close onto my finger, and restricting my movement except going up or down. The only part on my finger that could catch onto her clit was my nail, that wasn’t too long either. So, in a C curve, my nail did the work of pushing her mind over the ledge, and the beautiful arch of her body appeared again, this time, with moans that matched the purr of a feline.

The hand on my bulge closed into a fist, wrapping her fingers around my manhood that was still looking for a chance to rest. The climax came and went like the wind, and she raised her legs to hold my wrist before turning to me.

‘You want it?’, she asked in a tone I knew was a courtesy question. I gave her a satisfied smile that stretched to my ears, before closing my eyes, going back to sleep with the image of her body, that a skateboarder would find it the most pleasing ride to go on. Kicking off on the board at her shoulders, flying through the wind down her waist to a climatic slow down up her hips, before letting himself free down her thighs to infinity.

Sex is a privilege, as it is not a simple want or need that can be attained by a single being. It is the one act I know that both parties will have to give, and take as it comes. Although it is an alternating urge, in the end, we all will walk away with something from the other party, be it physically, or emotionally.

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Photoshoot Gone Wrong

Me: ‘Hi Mandy! I’m Ben. Jason spoke a lot about you and we’re finally doing the photoshoot.’

Mandy was a shy girl and although Jason had told me a lot about her, it wasn’t as personal as having her right before me. As discussed, she came in a fairly casual outfit of a maxi dress, with a tank top design for her shoulders. Standing at 165cm, her 34B boobs were a handful to hold – that’s if I had the chance. I took the unglamorous plastic bag containing a few sets of clothes for the shoot and brought them into the hotel room. Sad to say, all I could afford at that time was a few hours at one of the commonly known ‘sleazy’ hotels.

She placed her handbag down and went into the bathroom with a set of clothes, also to put on some light make up for the shoot at the same time. After five minutes, she came out of the toilet in a tube bra with a gold plated zip between her cups, and a pair of skirt with the strings of her G-string exposed above her hips. Once she got on the bed that I arranged with the bedsheets placed strategically, I handed her a set of blindfold made of sheer scarf materials so I would not capture her face.

She tied it quickly and laid on the bed sideways, getting into a perfect pose for the first picture of the day. I fired up my camera and hopped around her, snapping at angles that would not make the lack of face a loss to the images. After a few photos, her skirt came off in a striptease speed, allowing my camera to capture the process of her skirt disappearing. Throughout the whole shoot, I had to keep talking so as not to make the situation awkward and so ‘business-like’. Also being an amateur, her perception of sexy poses were helpful to making the best out of the time we spent.

As the long periods of ‘freezing’ in certain positions started to tire her out, I went to my bag to take out a few props that we did not talk about. The pinky length lime green vibrator appeared and laid motionless on the bed before her.

Me: ‘Mind if I get a few pictures of you posing with the toy? It would add some colours and also to help boost my sales.’

She took it and checked the device like a cat encountering a wool ball for the first time. It had a twist-to-activate mechanism and she took a while to find it. Well, she did not have to really use it for the photos. Turning it off in an embarrassed look, she looked at me for prompts on where to place it. So, I climbed back on the bed, and placed the toy in her hand, before moving her hand between her legs.

Me: ‘Lie back, look relaxed. As though you’re using it.’

The shutter sounds fired non-stop as she moved it slowly up her body, to her chest. Then with her other hand, the zip was tugged and I had to admit it was one of the most beautiful shot I had taken. A few other toys were also modelled with and when I was finally out of memory space, it was time to transfer and process some of it.

Me: ‘I’m going to transfer some of the photos out. You can take a break.’

I had my back turned towards her and while clicking away, a soft buzzing sound came about. As a guy, I should be playing dumb, and I did! But it was just so difficult to do that when alone with a girl this attractive and daring. With the file transfer going so slowly, I had nothing to do but remain tormented by the sound of the vibrator working behind me.

Finally, I decided that was it. I reached into my bag and pulled out some straps, got up and threw it onto the bed. I jumped on top of her and I was so lucky to have missed her knee that was getting in position to.. knee my vital organ. I pinned both her hands above her head with one hand and separated the straps with my other. In a struggle, it took me some time to sort out the extra piece of cloth I packed, to mute her, secure both her hands on each corner of the headboard, and then her legs to the bottom corners.

Breathless and sweaty, I took my seat on the only chair in the room facing her and watched her struggle to break free. I knew my straps would hold up. So I took my time, to remove my tight jeans, and pulled my shirt off. Sitting next to her confused body and staring eyes, I slowly unzipped her bra and her pair of soft boobs fell to the sides. Carefully, I held one of them in my hands and gave it a squeeze, massage style. Of course, after I saw her killer eyes, I decided to put the blindfold back on so it would be less menacing for me.

Her facial expression had changed to a frown and it was creating some mixed feelings inside of her. I brought my bag to the bed and took out a pair of nipple clamps, clipping it onto both her nipples that were still soft. It would even get more sore if they had ‘accidentally’ hardened. Her skirt was long out of the way, and those knots at the side of her G-strings made things much simpler. A gentle tug and it fell apart like diapers. I shifted the leg restraints to her knees to hold them further apart, so I could fit something inside of her as well.

The long forgotten labia clips came into the picture and the noobish me took some time to peel her pussy lips apart, and raised her clit high enough to fit the clip over a few of her soft wet folds. Wet – why would she be wet in such a situation? I could only smile at her and worsen the fear she was going through. I had no intentions to rape or do anything invasive, but just to expose her kinky side that was suppressed by her boyfriend who only hurt her with his 9 inches.

The toy that I picked was the slim long one that I had excess stock of, and it went into her so smoothly. Instead of trying to hold her legs from closing, the straps had worked the other way, restricting her from spreading her legs too wide. I moved my position to her hips and faced her pussy, beginning the series of high speed thrust into her with the toy. After all, I still respected Jason who introduced her to me. But it was all for photography sake.

My DSLR was not the king of the show, but it was the compact camera that was sitting at the edge of the table, pointed directly at her. The toy began jamming itself into her sensitive slit and her body responded well, arching and struggling left and right to cope with the unwanted orgasms. With no KPI to the number of orgasms I had to deliver, my hands just kept working, rotating when I felt tired to my other hand. The subtle stream of juices that flowed out of her pussy, was a totally different sight to what was happening. It just dripped steadily onto the bed while her clit was getting swollen.

My fingers had moved up to her clit and I was moving as fast as the toy that was going in and out of her. At one point, her body suddenly went motionless but after checking for her pulse, I took a break to reposition the compact camera on my tripod. The continuous movement of the dildo woke her up after some time and it was then I realised her hands had broken free. With just my underwear on, the buckle securing her legs were unclipped and I was pulled to the bed.

Mandy: ‘FUCK YOU BEN!’

The next thing I knew, she was on top of me and now I realised why exercising was so important. She reached into my underwear and gave my dick a strong squeeze, that almost sent me crying. My testicles were next to go through the pain and I was almost giving up. But instead of dressing up and making her escape, I felt my dick diving up her pussy and she just gave the tightest grip with her muscles.

Bouncing herself up and down like a girl on a bull, I was expecting my dick to break from the roughness. Mandy kept riding non-stop until I was begging for her to stop. She simply ignored me and kept going, pushing me to the limits of my endurance. With my last bit of energy, I jerked my hips upwards and threw her off balance, taking the chance to flip her on the bed and raised her legs up high.

I shoved my dick right back into her and took my revenge. Pumping furiously, I was trying to process how she broke herself free. The slight distraction allowed me to recover from the soreness and when I finally found myself, my dick had said enough. A final thrust into her and my load blew like a handgun, firing all six round deep into her and staying inside after I was done.

Now, how would I be getting out of this situation? I could see that she was totally exhausted and there was little chance of her fighting back. I let myself out of her slowly and she continued to remain panting on the bed. She pulled me down beside her and held my shrinking penis between her fingers, rolling it to let the excess cum drip on my body.

Mandy: ‘So, have you been planning for that?’
Me: ‘No. But you’re just so.. tempting?’
Mandy: ‘I take that as a compliment. And just so you know, it’s a lot you shot inside me.’

I gave her a weak nod and we dozed off for a short while. I woke up before her and packed all my stuff, before wiping her down with the towels provided, and helped her to wear the maxi dress back. This time, she went braless and panty-less, but it was the least of her concern.

Mandy: ‘So when will be the next photoshoot?’

Me: ‘Huh? Umm.. I let you know again?’

Not sure if it was an escape for her, away from her boyfriend, or was it really for the photoshoot. Still, I was happy that I had moved a little closer to monetizing the site I had been working on for a long time. And also to Jason who had made this possible.

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Turning Point

Anne was lying on the bed almost falling asleep as her photographer, Allen struggled to take a decent shot he wanted. Slowly, she drifted into sleep and felt no more movements on the bed where he was on. A tiny hard plastic piece of toy was felt under the sheets, and it stopped between her legs, still tightly clamped together. It began vibrating after a while and she remained still as her pussy slowly leaked juices out onto her panties.

The erotic part was finally coming into the photoshoot and Allen was on track to get the effects he wanted. After he spoke ‘done‘, she sat up and kneeled on the bed as he instructed. Once the shutter sounds fired, she was brought into her own pace and mood, reaching into her panties with one hand and the other worked on the buttons of her translucent white top. The movements of her masturbating hand got more obvious by the minutes and the frequency of the shutter increased as well.

As the juices overflowed in her soaked panties down her legs, Allen was grinning at his achievements and was proud too. The buttons came off automatically and she changed her position to lie against the headboard of the bed. Her panties were tugged down her legs and her cute juvenile pussy was in full view of the camera. The wetness had created a smooth glistering texture and she pierced the toy into her slit.

Allen: ‘Hold on hold on. Let me get a few more shots.’

Anne could not hold out any longer, but the shoot was the main agenda. His hand reached for the plastic bullet and he held it against her clit for her. She knew what to do and shifted her hands to take over the toy. The buzzing sound became the only sound in the room and she began moaning as well.

Anne: ‘Can I put it in now?’

That question interrupted his careful review of the photos taken so far. Allen nodded and she guided the toy slowly into her pussy, letting the camera capture her sexuality at the more vulnerable. Allen took over the toy and pushed it inside, making her close her legs immediately as the toy increased in speed. She unclipped the front buckle of her bra and he reached for her nipples, twisting them while the toy went deeper.

Anne’s hands went for his pants and undid the belt, going all the way until his dick was pointing at her. It had gotten too far to a point she was not prepared, but wanted it so badly. She pulled him by his dick to her mouth and she sucked on it skilfully, working her head back and forth down his shaft, coating it in saliva. He was also moving his hips, driving himself a little deeper into her small mouth. After a while, he pulled himself away and she adjusted her position to lie flat on the bed.

He changed to a compact camera for convenience and proceeded on with snapping pictures of their unintended session. He went back between her legs and lifted them open. She removed the toy and covered her eyes with part of the blanket, shying away from what was about to happen.

Allen set his camera in video mode and placed it next to the bed, unknown to Anne. He guided his dick to her entrance and took his time to penetrate into her, while she expressed a painful face before him. Slowing down, he moved his body gently, only using the first few inches to warm her up before going in deeper. As he got to full depth, the speed hastened and she grabbed the edges of the pillow in shock, moaning in ecstasy while his dick filled her up strokes after another.

With his hands free, the camera was in place on top of her and filming, recording her body jerks and moans while he rammed away. Her hands changed to her pair of soft white breasts and kneaded them while he pumped his dick away. A few minutes later, he exited and flipped her to doggie, resuming the pounding shortly and driving her wild wild wet. Her voice were those cutesy, soft ones and it just kept making him harder and bigger.

Anne: ‘Shall we try another position?’

Why not? Allen stopped in his tracks and let her bring him to the bed, lying flat with his legs together. With the camera resting on his chest, she climbed over him and let her pussy devour his meat, sinking it into her gapping wetness. Once her pussy ate most of the length to the base of his groin, Allen felt his tip getting pushed into a corner and the sensitivity at that area were heightened. With that, she began grinding her hips against him and the moaning got louder than before.

In seconds, she exclaimed, ‘cumming!‘ and she froze momentarily, letting her pussy contract to the maximum and only moved in minute movements. Allen knew she was in the midst of an orgasm and he rose his hips, in short and fast actions, further stimulating her G-spot. The sighing of pleasure got more serious into groans of agony but it was merely an overdrive for her. The stream of juices leaking out of her tunnel continued and Allen brought her to his chest.

Once done, he bent his knees to thrust in high-speed into her pussy until he was about to cum. Unable to move in fear of ejaculating inside, he whispered, ‘I’m cumming’ and Anne delicately removed herself from him. Now, what would be happening?

She took the camera from his outstretched arm, and laid on the bed.

Anne: ’69.’

That was all she said. She turned herself to face her pussy at his mouth and took his dick into her mouth again, sucking and forcing her head as deep as she could. The camera was placed between his legs, in front of her blowjob, still recording whatever it could capture. Allen took the chance to lick her up nicely and tried to get as much juice as he could out of her. With her pussy grinding at his face, he could feel how well his dick was taken care of, and on top of that, a video taken in another perspective was in the work.

Unable to hold himself back any further, the meat pipe finally gave way and shot the doses of cum into her throat, which she then moved her mouth to only the tip and teased it with her tongue, making him fire all the milky white protein he had. At last, the cum collected in her mouth was almost done and she pushed her head down for the last time, sealing her lips tightly around the girth, and sucked hard while exiting the dick.

She fell to the sides and Allen got up to take the camera to capture a few pictures of the cum-filled mouth of hers, before the video continued to capture her swallow. As tired as he was, he got off the bed and dressed after washing up in the toilet, careful to keep his camera with him at all times in case she tried to delete anything.

Allen: ‘The remaining time is yours to rest.’
Anne: ‘Can I keep the toy?’

He smiled at her and pushed the toy between her closed legs, right at her pussy. Taking his belongings, he left her alone and the moans echoed out into the corridor while he waited for the lift.

What a ‘shoot’ he had today.