Walking out the wardrobe room in nothing but a pair of briefs and a thin black scarf covering my breasts I see Fritz and his numerous assistants waiting for me. I walk over and kiss him on both cheeks,
"Is this what you needed darling?" He nodded,
"Perfect as usual." He held my hand as I stepped into the bathtub filled with warm water,
"Ok, I need you hot and sexy, no smiles and talk to me with your eyes like you always do." I have been doing this since I was twelve and at this point can do this with my hands tied behind my back. That thought and this scarf reminds me of my previous night.
Once Jules pushed her against the wall face first Brehan was more turned on than ever,
"You're going to get it now." Brehan closed her eyes and moaned,
"Can't wait. What are you going to do?" Jules placed her hands on Brehan's panties and pulled them slowly down her legs,
"Step out." She did has commanded and shivered as Jules stood back up, running her hand up her inner thigh along the way,
"Go over to the bed." Once again she did as she was instructed,
"On your back, arms above you." She watched as Jules took a red silk scarf out of her top drawer and walked over to the bed, straddling her. When she leaned down her breasts were directly over Brehan's face as she tied her wrists to the wire framed bed post. Jules positioned one of her breasts over Brehan's mouth and tickled Brehan's lips with her nipple. As soon as her mouth opened Jules pulled back. Brehan groaned once the skin she was eagerly waiting to taste was no longer close enough,
"Oh don't pout, you'll taste me soon enough, all of me." Brehan licked her lips and began to squirm around beneath her, attempting to feel some kind of gratification,
"Ready?" She nodded her head,
"Yes." Jules reached behind her and slid her fingers inside her eager partner,
"Definitely ready." She slid backwards until her face was above Brehan's center and lowered her head. She whispered,
"Is this what you want?" then quickly stuck out her tongue. Brehan's hips instinctively shot up off the bed,
"Yes." She pushed Brehan's legs farther apart and was close Brehan could feel her breath on her,
"Come on Jul-" She shook her head,
"Who is in charge here?" Brehan sighed heavily in defeat,
"You are." She nodded,
"Exactly, so we do what I want when I want it." Once she was sure Brehan was back in line she broke eye contact and looked down at what was awaiting her. Brehan was already wet beyond belief and she had yet to really touch her in a sexual manner. She stuck out her tongue and licked slowly over her clit. Brehan's moan turned into a gasp when Jules tongue entered her pussy,
"Do you know how good you taste? You should taste it." She made her way back up Brehan's body after probing her pussy a little more then filled Brehan's mouth with her tongue. Jules was also naked and soon they began to grind each other, their legs positioned like a pair of scissors and they moaned, gasped and screamed as their clits rubbed against each other. It wasn't long before neither of them could withstand the constant pressure and they both reaached their orgasms. Jules lay her head in the crook of Brehan's neck and occassionally rotated her hips causing them both to quiver.
"Ok Brehan, that was hot. Now, I want you too drop the scarf and give me some shots covering yourself with only your hands." Amazing I played that whole scenario in my head and never skipped a beat, fucking professional, that's what I am. Once my hands cover my breasts I lean forward at the waist and look up into the camera,
"Perfect darling." Of course, perfect. This job is all about knowing your body and how good it looks in certain positions and haaving the initiative to make it happen. Besides, having heard more than enough compliments while in this position, I was pretty confident he wouldn't have a problem with my new pose. Granted, I was given those compliments while the other person was behind me but still, if I was good from the back, I had to be good from the front too.
I ran my tongue over my lips and noticed the kid, I didn't know he was still here. He was on the other side of the room but he standing almost directly behind the photographer so I'm sure he thinks I'm really looking at the camera. The more I watched him watch me the more turned on I was. He wasn't exactly drop dead sexy as he was attractive. He looked a little like a kid, wonder how he performed in bed. I placed one arm over both breasts and used the other hand to pull my panties down just slightly in the front, this was Maxim magazine, hot was the normal and I wanted damn near scandalous. I knew at some point during my repositioning that my breasts were revealed and when the kid didn't look away I knew there was something there, he was comfortable enough to look, maybe he was comfortable enough to touch.
To some posing provocatively may be nerve wrecking but to me it's like second nature. I've been posing like this since I was fourteen years old living in Paris. Sure, I was nervous at first, that's where the alcohol and drugs came in, but I was a trooper I did what I had to do and learned there was nothing wrong with sexuality, it was one of the reasons I loved Europe so much, everyone was so free, so open. I have so much fun there, the women are hot the men know how it control the bedroom and their women and I enjoyed every minute of it. Everytime I was in Europe, whether it was France or Italy, I made sure there was always time for play.
Chapter 5
Stranger Than Fiction
Stories
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