This story contains sexual words, themes, and actions.  
If you are under 21, go away.  If you don't like this 
sort of thing, go away.  If, on the other hand,
you DO like it, and you ARE 21... keep on reading.

A short and hopefully sweet story.  I was TRYING to 
write a story for the ASSM FLASH celebration.  500 
words is VERY VERY VERY short!  This one is just under
700.  Sigh... 

Anyway, if you like it, email me, ok?  Or if you know 
how to write a story that is under 500 words... 
HELP!!!  LOL  Oh, yeah... more of my stories are 
available at www.asstr.org/~Pami/  courtesy of Rey's 
site and Rui Jorge's expertise.  :)


The Photo Session by Pami (Pami1968@aol.com) (F-solo)


Annie smiled for the camera as she watched the red eye 
blink more quickly. She heard the whirl of the shutter 
and the picture was snapped.  She leapt off the bed 
and grabbed the camera, looking a picture of herself 
decked out in a semi-transparent leopard print 
lingerie set.  Her rosy nipples were obviously erect 
and the size of them was apparent through the fragile 
material.  She shifted as she looked and felt the 
moisture between her legs as her lips slid against 
each other.

Annie set the self-timer again, and pressed the 
shutter. 

She quickly positioned herself on the bed, legs spread 
wide, and snatched up the flesh-colored dildo she was 
using for a prop.  She swiftly slid about four inches 
into her wet trench.  Her lips parted and she reveled 
in the sensations in her slit as she heard the camera 
record her visible response to the toy.

Annie was surprising herself.  The thought of 
displaying naughty photos of herself on the internet 
was turning her into a camera-slut.  She was normally
conservative and almost uptight.  Maybe it was the 
anonymity of it all.  What were the chances that 
anyone she actually KNEW would find the pics?!  And 
she told herself that she would cut her face out of 
all of the pictures too.

Annie slipped into her next outfit. The red leather 
teddy with the cutout bra cups let her heavy tits 
show.  She attached the garters to the beige-colored
stockings and she laughed.  Maybe she would send one 
of these pictures to her ex-boyfriend.  The only man 
who had ever seen her wearing the lingerie in the 
flesh, so to speak.  THAT would show him... he would 
regret stepping out of her life.

She set the timer again, and this time posed on all 
fours, facing the all-seeing eye of the camera lens.  
Her breasts hung down, creating a cleavage that her 
former lovers had begged to slide their throbbing 
cocks through.  She tossed her long golden hair back 
and puckered up in a kiss just as the picture was 
snapped.  

Annie got up and down several more times, each time 
changing her position so she could see which pose was 
most flattering.  Occasionally, she would use the 
dildo and slide it up her hot pussy, or suggestively 
lick at it for the camera.  After five or six more 
pictures, the camera was full and she sat to look at
them through the digital screen.  Some pictures were 
amazingly sexy, she thought, and some not so much, but 
as she looked at them, Annie felt the wetness in her 
pussy was increasing.  She was easily aroused, and she 
had worked herself up taking these pictures.

She turned the camera off, and grabbed the dildo that 
she had used for her photo-session.  She lay back on 
the pillows on the bed and spread her legs wide.  
Annie pulled on one of her nipples as she teased her 
slit with the rubbery phallus.  She moaned, enjoying 
the slipperiness of her pussy against the toy.

Finally, Annie couldn't take her own teasing anymore, 
and she thrust all eight inches of the dildo deep into 
her snatch.  "Ahhhh!" Her exclamation was the only 
sound in the silence of the apartment.

She fucked herself with the toy, imagining the men on 
the web who might, just MIGHT jerk themselves off to 
pictures of her pleasuring herself.  She fantasized 
that some nameless  man was there right then, ramming 
his cock into her, telling her how her pictures had 
aroused him to such a frenzy that he HAD to have her.  
The guy was replaced by another man, and then another, 
and Annie still moaned and groaned as she teased her 
clit with her other hand.

Finally, as she imagined her ex-lover plowing into her 
as he confessed that her pictures had made him jerk 
off over and over again, she climaxed hard, her cries 
of passion echoing in the quiet of her bedroom.  

Annie panted and breathed deeply as she came down from 
her sexual high.  She smiled.  The digital camera was 
DEFINITELY a good purchase.


- Pami (Pami1968@aol.com)
http://www.asstr.org/~Pami/
