"Are you ready, Becky?" Gerald asked. "We should get this done before the sunlight fades."
He stood by the windows in his office, adjusting the shades so that the daylight fell across the room at an angle. He had a camera slung around his neck. Another one sat on top of a tripod in front of his desk. He made sure the door was locked and began pacing back and forth.
Becky emerged from the private bathroom at the rear of the office. She was wearing a slinky black evening dress that was cut almost to her nipples. Her eyes were made up with inky black shadow and her mouth was wet and shiny with gloss. None of this made her look any older than she was. She still looked like a teenage hooker.
"This dress is really something," she said. "My tits are practically naked. Look, you can see my nipples."
She bent forward slightly, and sure enough, one perky nipple edged into the open. Her heavy tit swayed to one side, as if it would ooze out of the dress altogether. When she straightened up, the strap of the dress slipped off her shoulder. Her nipple was still on view.
"Cover yourself up for now," he instructed. "I chose the dress on purpose and you know it. You want these photographs to show you off at your best, don't you?"
Becky giggled and came over to sit on the edge of his desk. She crossed her legs and the slit up the side of the dress parted. Her thigh was visible all the way to the top of her stocking. The clasp hitching the stocking to her black garter was also on display.
"Stay like that. Give me a cock teasing smile," he told her. He crouched behind the camera on the tripod and snapped a couple of pictures of her.
"Are you really going to show these shots to your photographer friends?" she asked, pouting into his lens.
"Sure I am. You want to be a nude model, don't you?"
Again Becky giggled. And now she uncrossed her legs and spread them over the edge of the desk. She leaned forward again, letting her tits bulge over her dress. The nipples were clearly visible snuggled into the corners of the fabric. She lifted the loose material between her legs, showing off her black nylon stockings.
"I've never worn stuff like this before," she said. "You know, stockings and a garter belt and everything. But I like it. The girls in the dirty magazines wear this stuff, don't they?"
"Fucking right. And you look great in them. You look just like the young whore you are."
Becky smiled a little unsurely. She raised the dress till it was bunched up in her lap. Then she glanced at him for further instruction. When he said nothing she turned to one side and put one foot up on the desk. Her dress fell away from her hips, showing him one black garter stretched taut.
"Beautiful! Fucking beautiful!" he croaked. "You're a natural, little girl. You're going to be in every dirty magazine in the country."
His camera snapped over and over again. And Becky got into the spirit and let the straps of her dress fall off her shoulders. She wiggled her body, and the dress slipped down around her waist. Her huge tits were in the open, the nipples swelling, the areolas growing puffy.
"Yes. Oh yes," he growled. "Show those tits, girlie. Pull the dress off altogether. Show me your pretty little pussy."
Becky stood up and climbed out of her dress. Then she sat back on the edge of the desk, wearing nothing but the garter belt and stockings. She spread her legs wide and took hold of her cuntlips. As she'd done once before for him, she pried them apart and showed him all the bright pink skin inside.
He abandoned the tripod suddenly and came around to crouch in front of her with his handheld camera. He leaned in close between her legs and took intimate shots of her pretty pink pussy. She held the lips wide for him, letting him see the inner lips and the swelling bud of her clit.
"Can you see everything?" she asked sweetly. "Am I spreading my pussylips far enough apart?"
"Baby, I can see parts of you I never knew existed," he groaned, clicking his camera. "Touch your clit for me. Show me you masturbate."
Becky hesitated for a second. When she touched her clit she usually got so excited she was good for nothing. But gamely she brought down her finger and poked the small bud. She quivered but went right on touching it. He photographed the procedure in close-up.
"Playing with myself makes me wet," she moaned. "I'm going to get all wet and soggy."
"That's good. That's what I want to see, honey," he said. His camera clicked once again.
Becky diddled her clit back and forth for him. Her other hand came down and she stuck two fingers deep inside her cunt. The pink lips were indeed getting wetter by the second. Thick pussy-juice was oozing down from deep inside her. The cunt-flesh was soon glistening brightly.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Gerald encouraged. The lens of his camera was so close to her now it was damn near shoved up her aunt.
Her clit was swollen. It was nearly half an inch long and all pink and puffy. Her finger tweaked it for another second or two, but then stopped abruptly. Her breathing had grown ragged and she was staring down at him with glazed eyes.
"Mr. Hale, I can't keep this up. I'm going to cum and everything," she gasped. She pulled her grease-soaked fingers from her cunt.
"Okay, we'll let you take a break. Come into the bathroom again. There's something I want to do to you."
He moved his camera back from between her legs and stood up. He took her by the hand and escorted her into the tiny bathroom. It was a good thing he helped support her. Her legs were shaky and she wobbled from side to side as she stepped across the room.
"Fuck, I feel so nice. I guess when I'm a professional model I'll have to control myself better, huh?" she smiled.
"Don't worry about it," he soothed. "If you can cum in front of a camera you'll be a big success."
They were in the bathroom now and he lifted her up onto the cabinet beside the sink. From somewhere he produced a pair of scissors, and he began to snip away at the wispy curls of her pubic patch. She gazed down in amazement, watching her crotch hair fail onto the cabinet. She held her legs wide apart helpfully.
"Mr. Hale, what are you doing?" she asked. "What are you doing to my cunt? My goodness."
"What do you think I'm doing?" he leered. He snipped off several more curls, till her crotch looked like it had been chewed ragged.
Becky didn't answer. She just gazed down in amazement. Her eyes widened even farther when he produced a spray-can and fired thick white foam all over her crotch. Before she could react further he had a razor in his hand and was scraping it this way and that over her pubic mound.
"You're shaving me! You're shaving off my pubes!" she gasped, scarcely believing it was really happening.
"That's right, baby. A bare cunt is going to look really sexy in your photographs. You've got nothing to hide, right?"
He flicked the razor quickly, expertly, cleaning off great swaths of stubble from her crotch. Then he nudged her thighs even farther apart while he cleaned off on either side of her cuntlips. In seconds all her pubic hair was gone and he was swabbing her down with a damp cloth. He stood back and surveyed his handiwork with an odd smile.
"So what do you think? Do you like it?" He grinned. "Does it feel nice to have a bald, naked cunt?"
"It feels weird. It feels strange," she said softly. She stared down at her cunt as if it belonged to someone else.
Her crotch was pink and bare. The cuntlips looked even more puffy and swollen than they had before. The inner lips still stuck out in pulpy flaps nearly an inch long. Between them the button of her clit jutted free like a small cock.
"Okay. Back to work," he said. He grabbed her by the hand again and hauled her back into the office. He perched her back on his desk and handed her a long black object.
"Now what?" she asked, waving the thing about in front of her face. This was getting weirder than she'd ever imagined it would. Mr. Hale really was a strange guy.
"That's a dildo," he explained. "It's a fake cock. I want you to play with it. Suck it. Stick it up your cunt. I want to get some shots of you doing all that."
"Really? But look at the size of the thing. It's a foot long!"
"You don't have to use it all. Do what you can with it. Do your best. Come on, Becky baby. Think dirty."
Becky giggled. That shouldn't be too hard, she thought. She glanced at the huge black dildo for a second and then brought it up to her mouth. She licked the sculptured head and then folded her lips around it. She began to suck it gently, as if it were a real cock. The head and several inches of the shaft vanished between her lips.
"Beautiful, baby! Suck the fucker!" he urged. "Look into the camera the whole time. Let me see how much you're enjoying it."
She did as she was told, thrusting the fake cock back and forth in her mouth and gazing into his lens the whole time. He crouched in front of her, his camera clicking once more. Her lips were stretched taut around the huge cock. It soon shone with the wet of her mouth.
"Up your cunt now, baby," he instructed. "Shove the nice black cock up your pretty pink pussy. Fuck yourself with it."
Without hesitation Becky pulled the dildo from her mouth. She pointed it down between her legs and spread her thighs wide. She rubbed the huge head up and down along the slit of her cunt, bending the puffy lips this way and that.
"Ooooooh, fuck! Ooooooh!" she gasped.
She was touching her clit again and it was making her feel all melty inside. Her hand changed the angle of the cock and suddenly her cuntlips were folding down over the big head. She whimpered and moaned, forcing several inches of prick inside her pussy. Her clit ground along the upper part of it.
"Beautiful, baby! Shove it as far as it will go!" he encouraged. His camera was clicking crazily, recording the obscene penetration for all time.
Her wrist was twisting the shaft, corkscrewing it deeper and deeper inside herself. Five or six inches of it disappeared. She fell back on one elbow suddenly, her tits wobbling. She began frigging herself with the huge pole, sliding in and out of her cunt with quick flicks of her wrist.
"Yes, baby! Yes!" he growled.
He was having a difficult time keeping his camera steady. His cock was stiffening painfully inside his pants. He raised up from his crouch and unzipped his fly. In seconds his pants and shorts were off and his prick was swinging and swaying in front of him. He let it be for the time being and went on taking photographs.
Becky seemed to have forgotten he was present. Her head had rolled back on her shoulders and her eyes were shut tight. She was masturbating steadily with the gross black cock, driving it in and out of herself with short, sharp strokes. One hand clutched at her tit and squeezed hard. She muttered and moaned with pleasure.
"So good! So fucking good! I think I'm going to cum! Oh fuck!" she gasped. She was writhing about on the desk every which way. Gerald grunted with pleasure. This little session had turned out even better than he'd imagined it would. He continued to take shots of her cock-stuffed cunt. But now he backed off and took other shots as well. He photographed her rippling belly, and her heaving tits. He leaned over to capture the look of lewd pleasure on her lovely young face.
"Cumming! Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" she howled. "So good! Ooooo, so good!"
Her fist whipped back and forth between her legs. She was really jamming the fake cock deep up her cunt. Eight or nine inches seemed to be disappearing with every lunge. Her cuntlips were totally warped out of shape around the gross black shaft. Soggy squelching sounds filled the air as she fucked herself.
"Fuck! Cocksucker! Oooooh, fuck!" she yelped, "So fucking good!"
Her ass lifted up off the desk. She was humping her shaved cunt at the ceiling, sticking herself time and again with the big dildo. Her big tits wobbled back and forth on her chest. The nipples jutted up like thumbs. Cunt-juice poured from her and dripped noisily onto the desk.
"Cocksucker! Cumming! Cumming so good!" she wailed, her hand still flailing back and forth. "My cunt is melting! Oh fuck!"
Gerald let his camera dangle loosely around his neck. He gazed down at her, amazed at the power of her climax. His cock jutted out in front of him like a steel bar. A pearl of pre-cum seeped from the tip and drooled down in a long elastic string. He grabbed the shaft absently, wondering what to do with it.
He was staring at her face, at the inky shadow coating her eyelids, at her flaring nostrils. Then he was gazing at her mouth. Her lips were red and glistening. They were peeled back off her teeth as she snarled out her dirty words. Her pink tongue flickered from side to side, as if searching for something.
In a flash he was clambering up onto the desk beside her, his hard-on bouncing. He waited a second, till her ass lowered once more. Then he swung a leg over her middle. He squatted low on her, pressing her into the desk. He jammed his cock into her cleavage and mashed her tits together over the top of it.
"Going to fuck your tits, bitch! Going to fuck your tits and your mouth till I spill my load!" he hissed. "You've got me so hot I don't, know where I am!"
"Yes!" she gasped. "Fuck my tits! Fuck my mouth! Spurt your cock-cream down my throat and all over my face! I fucking love it!"
She'd been forced to let go of her precious dildo, but she didn't seem to mind. Her cunt still flexed and shuddered around the black shaft. It stuck up from between her legs strangely, the top eight inches buried inside her.
She tilted her head upwards and tried to lick and suck the head of his cock each time it poked free of her tits. He grabbed a stack of books and jammed them in back of her neck, helping to prop her up. His cock tip slid effortlessly into the oval of her mouth now whenever he thrust forward.
"Mmmfff!" she gurgled, her glazed eyes rolling up into her head. Her cheeks hollowed and swelled around his throbbing cockhead.
"Press your tits over my cock," he urged. "I want to get some shots of your face."
He took both her hands and forced them to the sides of her tits. When he was firmly trapping his prick in her cleavage, he took hold of his camera yet again and focused it on her face. He took a shot each time his cock bulled forward and filled the oval of her lips.
"Fuck, do I have a load to get rid of," he gasped. "You've got me so hot, baby, I'm going to spurt off a gallon, I swear!"
He rammed his cock back and forth between her tits. He could feel it leaking already, oozing pre-cum onto her tongue. He leaned lower over her, moving his hips forward. Another inch of cock now vanished between her lips each time he lunged forward.
The sight of her slutty red lips folding over his cock again and again was just too much. He couldn't hold back. He rammed his prick forward one more time and spurted out a geyser of cum across her tongue. The jet shot against the roof of her mouth and back into her throat. She began to gurgle and cough.
"Spurting in your cocksucking mouth, baby!" he howled. "Eat my cum! Suck down all that hot prick-juice!"
He lunged forward and spurted another long stream of spunk into her throat. And now she was gagging, choking on his hot load. Her eyes rolled up to his face in panic. He pulled back. His cock slipped from the oval of her mouth. A fountain of cum gushed up the center of her face and disappeared into her hair.
"Ggglllgggg! Mmmnnngggg!" she spluttered, silver cum pouring from her lips. She gazed anxiously at his twitching cock.
A streamer of cum shot up the right side of her face, sealing her eye shut. She winced, expecting more. But he backed off slightly. He was still ramming the base of his cock back and forth between her tits. But he was aiming his jets of spunk directly at her oozing mouth.
Several jets of cum in a row shot from his cock and splattered her full in the mouth. They rattled her teeth and coated her lips. Her tongue was soon covered with a thick blanket of white goo. She had stopped choking, but cum still overflowed her mouth. The jizz rolled down her chin and cheeks in thick white lines.
"What a sight! Oh yes! Oh fuck, yes!" he groaned. He spurted out one last jet that missed her mouth and went skittering up her face.
Becky was a mess. Her mouth and face were splattered with silver spunk. But she wasn't upset. In fact she seemed to be having a fine time. There was a sly grin on her cum-soaked lips. She took hold of his oozing cock and planted a grateful wet kiss on the head of it.
"Yes! Oh fuck, yes!" he growled. He had taken up his camera once again and was snapping pictures of her cum-splattered face.
"I feel so messy, all covered with your jism," she grinned. "You really did spurt an awful lot, didn't you?"
"You drained me dry, bitch. You get me so horny I must have shot off a quart, like I said."
Becky giggled. More streams of white cum poured from her mouth. She let go of his prick and moved her fingers to her face. She touched her chin, her cheeks, her forehead, smearing his thick spunk all over herself. The jizz was soon spread evenly over her lovely young face.
"Yes! Play with it like that!" he groaned. "Fuck, these pictures will be something else!"
"Will they help get me a job as a model?" she cooed, sticking one finger in her mouth and licking it clean of semen.
"I don't know about that, bitch!" he gasped. "But they'll get you a job in porno movies for sure!"