“Okay, time to lose the dress Jenn. Let’s get going here or we’ll be at it until midnight.” “Fine with me,” she thought silently to herself as she unselfconsciously shrugged the dress off her shoulders and stood clad only in the lacey, white panties in front of the two dark-skinned men.
“Okay, sort of open up your pose a bit, stand facing and then turn just a bit outward,” Oscar coaxed. Derek’s mast was still standing firm and maybe even a bit higher than it had been the last time Jennifer had checked it out. “Step a bit closer now. Jenn, put your arm around his waist, Derek around her shoulders and look into each others eyes.”
“Nervous,” Derek asked the school ma’rm.
“No, sort of anxious though. I’m not sure if I’ll have the courage to show these to my husband or not.”
“You can always just keep them for yourself. Lots of the women I pose with do.”
“Well, it started out being for my husband but this has kind of gotten away from me.”
Oscar directed them through another series of poses with his son fondling the young woman’s breasts, one had Jennifer rear standing nearest to the camera and Derek burying his hands under the material of her panties and cupping the round globes of her ass. Jennifer was surprised at how easily she accepted the hard black cock pressing into her tummy as they had done that pose. His cock seemed just another prop in a photo shoot.
“Derek, sort of kneel on her left side.” The younger man complied and moved closer to the young blonde. “Now, hook your fingers into the waistband of those panties and let’s get them off her…slow, mind you, like unwrapping a gift.”
The moment was electric. Jennifer’s impromptu orgasm in front of Derek at the end of the last shoot was one thing but he was standing across the room from her then. Now he was close enough to smell the musky scent of her sex as he lowered the fragile material across the swell of her buttocks and down her thighs. She could feel his warm breath on the front of her thighs and knew he was peering into her pubic mound. “Jenn, Jenn look down at him. Your soon to be lover is undressing you. Look down at him as he readies you to be his.”
She was surprised to see Derek was looking up into her eyes instead of into her crotch as she had imagined. “Just playing a part,” she guessed but then she felt the slight caress of his hands across her thighs and watched him drop his eyes right to her pussy as the waistband passed her pubic strip and dropped below her knees and onto the floor.
“Great, great…good expressions. Perfect. Now, Jenn…your turn……
Oscar coaxed and cajoled her through a number of poses simulating her masturbating and fellating him. Derek’s black rod stood tall and proud through all of it. Oscar had her kneeling to his right and asked her if she were ready to “go for it” and told her to grab his cock in her hand. At this point it seemed like a logical next step because there was only so much two naked people could do to one another without touching.
She was surprised both at the heat of it and by its steely feel. It was definitely “blue steel” as Troy had called it when it was bone hard and ready for action. Oscar instructed her through several poses; one with her gripping the ebony shaft and looking full into the lens of the camera and others with her looking into Derek’s eyes and then directly at the slab of man meat in her hands. “Open you mouth and stick out your tongue like your are going to lick it,” Oscar coaxed.
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