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Exposing Myself (FF, voy)
by Anon NixPixer 1993

*

 When I left the University I had a degree in photography,
and I looked forward to becoming a full-time professional.

 What I hadn't counted on was that for each job, there 
were at least twenty qualified applicants. And my sex was 
definitely a hindrance, too, as they seemed to favor male 
photographers. I became disheartened and desperate, and 
then I met Trish...

 She was an upcoming model and we became fast friends. It 
was she who suggested I should take some glamour shots of 
her and try to sell them to men's magazines. She reckoned 
that being a woman was an asset in glamour photography.

 I hired a studio and while Trish got changed I set up 
the changing room dressed in jeans and a tee shirt, but 
it was a very different Trish who came out. Talk about 
sexy, black fishnet stockings, black lacy panties, a 
frilly lacy suspender belt and high-heeled shoes, a long 
string of pearls around her neck, dangling over her 
breasts.

 "Like it?" she purred, undulating her lips as she 
crossed the room. "Do you think they're sexy enough?"

 I whistled in appreciation. She really was a beautiful 
woman with soft breasts, and a smell of sweetness. If I 
were a man, I would gave jumped on her right there and 
then. God!

 She climbed onto the bed and posed, crouched on all 
fours. I focused the camera and began taking pictures.

 She smiled, pushed out the tip of her tongue and held it 
between her teeth. I felt a strange thrill shooting 
through my body as I imagined her tongue flicking lightly 
over my clit.

 It was such a strange thought for me to entertain that I 
felt myself blushing. Thankfully, Trish didn't notice. I 
shot three rolls of film before she said: "I'll take my 
panties off, and you can shoot me while I am taking them 
off."

 She stood up and hooked her thumb inside her panties, 
her face a mask of teasing invitation. She inched the 
wispy black lace down slowly, revealing her thick curly 
pubes. I could see her sweet lips through her hair, soft 
lips. Then, turning around, she bared her peachy little 
ass before lying down on the bed, what a shot that was, 
and she began to lie down and drawing up her knees. 
Languidly, she pulled her panties down her stockinged 
thighs to her ankles before deftly hooking them over her 
high-heeled shoes.

 Kneeling on the bed, she licked her fingers and caressed 
her nipples until they were hard and thrusting. They must 
have been almost an inch long, and the sight of them 
began to make my pussy juicy with a tingly sensation.

 Then, cupping her hands under her breasts, she squeezed 
the firm flesh, blatantly offering them to me.

 I pressed the shutter, my eyes were drinking in the 
sight, my cunt was getting wetter and wetter. I have 
never taken photos of a nude woman, no less, watch one 
erotically in front of me.

 I was feeling turned on. I'd never envisaged fancying 
another woman and I felt embarrassed and hoped she 
wouldn't notice me, but by now she must have noticed my 
jeans, wet, God am I hot.

 Then I told her: "Turn around and we'll do a few ass 
shots." Hopefully this would take my mind off of her tits 
and cunt, and hopefully she would not notice my wet 
crotch.

 She crouched on all fours facing the other way, and 
wiggled her bottom invitingly. I moved around her, 
watching the muscles rippling under the soft flesh of her 
thighs.

 "Look back over your shoulder", I ordered. "Now, look 
vulnerable, startled. As if someone's just crept up 
behind you and slapped your ass...like this!!!" As I 
slapped her ass across both cheeks, and she bit her lips, 
looking at me with a strange expression in her eyes. I 
clicked the camera again and she began really performing!

 Lying face down, she spread her legs wide apart and 
writhed around on the bed. I looked down at her squirming 
body and suddenly realized that my crotch was no longer 
the only thing wet, but so was my pants leg.

 I resisted the temptation to spank her inviting ass 
again and took some more shots. Standing over her on the 
bed, she turned around and knelt at my feet, her pouting 
lips parted. Slowly her tongue came out and flicked at an 
imaginary cock, backwards and forwards, with slavish 
devotion.

 My cunt was shielded from her mouth only by the thin 
satin of my own panties and I wondered what would happen 
if I took off my jeans, with that tantalizing tongue only 
a mere two inches away! She must have noticed my cunt 
dripped through my jeans! The atmosphere was electric... 
and the film was finished!

 I stepped onto the floor and she kept right on posing 
for me. She lay back on the bed, gripping her thighs in 
her hands, arching her body and jerking her hips. Her ass 
rose and fell against the bed, her face a picture of 
sensual lust.

 Then her fingers wandered down to her clit and began to 
circle it. She began to squirm with excitement as the 
fingers of her other hand pushed into her juicy cunt. 
Suddenly she realized what she was doing, and her breasts 
heaved as she fought to control herself, blushing with 
embarrassment.

 "Oh, I was getting so horny!" she grinned. "Sorry, I got 
carried away. Come on, it's your turn now. Give me the 
camera. I'll re-load it and then you can give me a show!"

 "What do you mean? I'm the photographer." I said.

 "Oh, don't be a spoilsport." she replied.

 "Don't fall into that trap of thinking that all models 
are hare-brained. I've always intended going round to the 
other side of the camera once my modeling career starts 
to slip."

 I didn't want to be ungrateful, as she had so 
unselfishly agreed to pose for nothing, so I stripped off 
down to my boot and panties. God, my crotch was sooo 
wet...

 Although I felt a flicker of apprehension, I put on a 
brave face, giving her little flashes of my pussy hair 
before I finally pulled my panties right down to the 
floor. Then I found I wanted to tease her, to see if I 
could do to her what she did to me.

 I began to wriggle my ass, tracing over my skin with my 
long nails. I glanced over my shoulder to the camera 
lens, feeling her eyes exploring every inch of my body. I 
reveled in it, tingling from head to foot.

 I watched her as she took the pictures, wondering what 
it would be like to run my hands over her tits, to feel 
the soft golden curls of her cunt. Did her cunt feel the 
same inside as mine?

 Then I crouched on all fours like a bitch, quivering my 
hips as if a huge cock was savagely fucking me. I knew 
just how she felt now. You start pretending, but after 
awhile your pants and whimpers become real. My cunt 
seemed to be on fire, my whole body possessed of a 
strange life of its own, shaking as if cum was spurting 
deep into my slit.

 I squatted astride an imaginary cock and swiveled my 
hips, circling round and round like a slow belly dancer.

 I moved faster and faster, furiously rocking my hips 
from side to side as if scorching the skin of some cock. 
But the juice, which was oozing out of my cunt wasn't 
imaginary!

 "Oooh, that's fabulous!" squealed Trish snapping away.
 I lay back and stretched out my legs, holding them high 
in the air, knowing that her eyes would be glued to my 
wet cunt.

 My hands wandered down to my thighs, closer, closer to 
my pussy. I juts couldn't hold myself to do it, to 
finger-fuck myself right there in front of her, to bring 
myself to an orgasm while she photographed me.

 I pushed my fingers up inside my ass and began to pump 
them in and out. My breasts were burning and my face felt 
flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure. 
She's stopped taking pictures. What was she doing?

 Then, with my body surging towards climax, every muscle 
quivering with anticipation of that longed for release, I 
felt her pressing her naked flash against mine.

 Her tongue slipped into my mouth and she began squeezing 
my tits with one hand, her other hand cupped my crotch. 
My fingers found her clit as hers dipped into my cunt.

 I was boiling over with excitement; the sensation of 
kissing and fondling another woman was driving me wild 
with passion.

 Then she sprawled over me, her legs on each side of my 
head and her lips kissing at my hard clit. I gave her 
juicy cunt a loving lick as she gripped my face tightly 
between her warm thighs.

 We wriggled with pleasure and sucked at each other's 
cunt, squealing with delight as we drank one another's 
juice. Then, pulling back my cunt lips, she pushed her 
tongue deep into my hole, quickly bringing me to a 
deliriously exciting orgasm.

 I seized her juicy clit between my teeth and flicked it 
with my tongue, forcing cries of pleasure from her throat 
until her pussy was over-flowing, her oily juice 
trickling all over my face. Noisily, Trish nibbled my 
clit and my body was soon tingling to the thrill of 
another creaming.

 Her sobs of pleasure mixed with my own, our flesh 
writhing and shaking in exquisite spasms as we twisted 
and rolled about on the bed. When we'd licked and sucked 
each other till our bodies were too weak to continue, we 
lay still for a long time.

 I felt dazed, confused, embarrassed and ecstatic all at 
once. But all I could do was purr with pleasure. We 
couldn't look at each other first, but then I took the 
initiative and tenderly kissed her.

 "I just had to," she told me. "Do you have any regrets?"

 "None at all", I replied, gently cupping her breasts in 
my hands.

  I felt very relaxed, but she obviously wanted more. She 
held my face gently in her two hands and guided my lips 
to hers. They were soft, moist and warm and her tongue 
forced my mouth open to rape it and delve deep into the 
cavern of my throat. I felt myself melting and relaxing 
my nakedness against her, slumping low on the bed with my 
legs widely straddled.

  We broke apart, gasping for breath, out lips moist with 
mingled salvia, smiling at each other. I could feel my 
pussy twitching and aching; tingling and oozing its 
juices as she put one arm around my shoulders and let her 
other hand drift over my glowing body. I didn't feel 
uncomfortable or embarrassed anymore; in fact I felt far 
more relaxed that I had ever done when my boyfriends were 
making love to me.

  Her fingers caressed the thick, dark curls of my pussy, 
making it twitch more than ever. By that time deep-
throated groans were coming from my throat and I was 
tensing my thighs as I pushed them wider apart.

  She snaked her middle finger up and down my burning 
slit, "Shall I fuck you with my tongue? Words can't 
express how much I want to eat your pussy, suck your 
juices and lick you until you come."

  That first time had been hurried, but this time it felt 
as if we were making love in slow motion.

  I gasped and snatched for breath, trying to relax, 
throwing my arms high behind my head, I thrust my pussy 
forward as she began to snake her tongue down through the 
thick forest of my cunt. Her fingers gently opened me up, 
spreading the lips and exposing the cherry red flesh 
underneath. I could feel her massaging the whole slimy 
area with the heel of one palm as she teased the inner 
folds with her tongue. When it was fully lubricated she 
sucked my erect clitty gently between her lips, and 
sucked it in and out of her mouth while she drove her 
forefinger deep into my hole.

 "You're so beautifully tight, dear," she murmured, her 
voice muffled by my pussy flesh, "but try to relax so 
that I can get two fingers in and you'll enjoy it all the 
more."

  I made a conscious effort to relax and felt the tip of 
another finger at my entrance. She licked harder on my 
clit, really lashing it with her tongue, catching its 
sensitive tip with every lash. I could feel lovely 
sensations washing over me and I wanted her to make me 
come. I began to push hard on her fingers as I became 
more excited, ramming against her tongue and lips. The 
climax finally burst over me and she knew exactly the 
right moment to dig the other finger deep into my 
clutching, flooding cunt. She was still licking at the 
copious, creamy juices, which oozed from my widening hole 
long after the wonderful orgasm had died away.

  She put my hand on her breasts. It thrilled me to take 
her breasts, naked and full and firm, in the palms of my 
hands. I lowered my head to take each pert, erect, 
inflamed nipple into my mouth in turn. They felt very hot 
and tight as I squeezed them with my lips and sucked them 
deep, taking some of the soft milk flesh as well.

  Once more she pulled my mouth onto hers and I could 
taste my own juices as we kissed, long and deep. I let my 
hand slid down over her belly until it could stroke and 
dabble, in her juicy slit. She stretched her legs out to 
their fullest extent. I had never dreamt that I would 
fine one so attractive. It was all wet and gaping; even 
the sparse curls, which covered her flesh cunt lips, were 
shinning with droplets of her sweet cream. Lowering my 
head over her body I used my thumbs to open her cunt 
further, to gaze at its oiliness with the tight little 
red bud jutting out of the pink bed of flesh. The heady 
scent of clean femaleness wafted up to my nostrils as I 
bent lower and lower.

  "Do it!" she groaned, pressing slightly on my head. 
"Please do it!" I flashed out my tongue, tasting her.

  It made me feel sexier than ever - and bolder. Running 
my tongue round my lips to moisten them I softly clamped 
my mouth on the most sensitive part of her pussy. She 
groaned, thrusting her sopping wet cunt flesh into my 
mouth so that it felt full and her juices slopped from 
the corners of my lips.

  I felt her squirming around under me so that she was 
lying with her head directly under my own fanny and her 
tongue was stretched out to pierce my cunt!

  Sucking harder on her clit, I pushed my own down hard 
on her mouth and we began to eat each other, ravenously, 
with complete abandon, like two rutting bitches in 
fuckin' heat!

  She stretched me wide open and licked back and forth 
along my slit, tickling my thighs with her soft dark 
hair. My own legs ached with the tension and I bobbed 
harder, lashing at her firm clitty. God was it gooooood!

  I felt my stomach trembling as lights flashed before my 
eyes; sounds roared through my head and a whirlpool of 
gusty, beautiful spasms swept me along to the peak of 
climax. I hope she was cumming too, so that we could 
experience the togetherness at the same time.

  I pushed two and then three fingers into her slippery 
hole and felt it clutching on them tightly, I knew then 
that she was cumming too. She went wild as she reached 
her peak; writhing and clawing and mumbling.

  Grabbing at my ass cheeks, she pushed me down her body 
until my convulsing pussy was directly over her own. She 
bounced me up and down as though she was trying to make 
me fuck her, clawing madly at my titties at the same 
time, pulling at my nipples.

  "Ride me, baby!" she groaned. "Ride me!"

  At last she calmed down and we knelt together, holding 
each other close, and kissing, tasting each other's juices, 
tenderly holding each other's bodies as though we were 
each a piece of fragile china.

  She flopped back on the bed, spreading her thighs 
again, opening up her lovely cunt. "I want you to bring 
me off with your lovely tits," she said quietly. "I'll 
hold my pussy open and you nestle your nipples in the 
slit. Rub your nipple hard against my clitty. I know it 
will be beautiful for us both."

  Snaking a hand under my body, she pressed one of my 
tits and I felt a quiver of excitement inside the heavy 
globe of flesh as she pushed my nipple hard against her 
clit! She rocked back and forth under me, and I took up 
the rhythm, pressing my tit into her wet valley. It felt 
smooth with excitement. I could see dribbles of her 
juices gathering on the slopes of my tits as we both 
became more and more excited.

  She began to breathe very heavily and writhed madly 
under me so that I had to gasp her thighs viciously to 
keep in contact with her cunt. She was lost in the wild 
throes of orgasm and I could feel her cunt flesh 
clutching at my tits. The steady pulsing was like a vast 
mouth sucking at my tits, bringing me off as never before 
through my tits!!!!!

 The photos were terrific and I had no trouble selling 
them to a men's magazine. Well, that's how I became a 
glamour photographer - and a lover of female flesh at the 
same time!

