She was so nervous… and yet she seemed to have an air of flamboyance, daring, and… well… just having fun. Her hands fluttered against her chest, above the black sleeveless tunic she wore. The hem was mid-thigh and her long, smooth legs disappeared tantalizingly within. The fact that she knew she wore no underwear made her smile, creating deep dimples in her cheeks, indicating how much she was enjoying this. It was hard to believe that she was only seventeen and, yet, this comfortable in front of the camera as a “model”. She seemed very natural as she grinned and giggled while the photographer took the shots.
“Go ahead, Emma,” said the photographer, “Go ahead and touch yourself (click) you know you are beautiful (click) express yourself (click) that’s it, you’re beautiful, Emma (click) you’ve really learned.” As he talked to her, she became bolder and began to laugh, almost teasingly, as she began to create more and more naughty poses. She gripped the top of her tunic and leaned toward the camera, laughingly saying
“Like this, Uncle Adrian? Eh? Want me to show you more?” and giggled as she looked directly into the camera. She bent over slightly and her silky brunette hair cascaded over the left side of her face, creating a very sexy look. She pulled the top lower, exposing her cleavage, but still concealing her nipples. Her grin widened as she realized the effect this had on the man behind the camera, the bulge in his pants was clearly evident and this seemed to kick her pleasure and enjoyment into a higher gear. Her eyes twinkled as she realized the power that she commanded.
The photographer neither noticed nor cared about her musings. All he saw before him was a beautiful, nubile young woman, his own neice, who wanted to perform for HIS camera. Her blue eyes sparkled with mischievousness and she became emboldened by her position in front of the camera. She began to lower her hands, peeling the top down with them, slowly exposing her lovely breasts to the open air… and the camera lens. She dropped her hands, along with the top, to just below her breasts and her expression suddenly changed to a very serious countenance. She pouted her lips, but before the camera could respond, she had quickly covered her breasts with her hands. They may have been able to conceal the sensitive, erect nipples, but they couldn’t completely cover the mounds of her lovely flesh which were still exposed. She looked toward the camera with a wanton look as she said low and seductive
“What do you think, Uncle? Don’t you want to touch them?” Her photographer continued to shoot away without saying anything, but it was obvious that he wanted to do just that.
She quickly turned away from the camera, facing the wall and placed her palms against the smooth, sheet-covered surface, coyly concealed her lovely breasts with her forearm and stuck her hips out so that the hem of the tunic rose to reveal her rounded ass. The Photographer licked his lips and murmured
“Oh, Emma, you are so… so… vibrant! So… so… perfect!” and all the time kept shooting. She brushed her hair back over her left shoulder, exposing her beautiful shoulders and back, as she flattened her stomach against the wall. She smiled that mysterious smile once again and laid her cheek against the wall, staring back at the camera, her face radiant within the mass of her silky hair. Her excitement was evident in the crimson flush of her cheeks, and she could feel the rise of temperature all along her body as she reveled in the beginning feelings of getting naked before the camera.
He suddenly flung the camera aside, unable to contain himself, and rushed forward, fumbling at the belt of his trousers and kicking off his shoes. By the time he reached her, he was hobbling forward with his pants bunched around his ankles and his raging hard-on standing almost horizontal. He flipped the hem of the tunic up over her back as he molded himself against her back. He kicked off his trousers, as his swelling cock found release in the fly opening of his boxers. His hands encircled her waist and he nuzzled into her fragrant hair at her neck. He let out a sigh and whispered into her ear,
“Arch your back, beautiful, and stand on tiptoe.” She did as she was told and was rewarded by his hand as it explored the vee between her legs. Her flowing juices lubricated her slit and his thumbs. He held her buttocks apart as his cock slid slowly between her slippery cheeks. She gasped and said,
“Oh, Yes! Uncle Addie, Yes!” It was all the encouragement he needed and reached to spread her ass cheeks even further. He rocked back and forth, letting his cock slide up and down her crack, his pre-cum mixing with her own juices as they together lubricated her sex. She looked back at him and said in a low, sultry voice,
“Do it, Uncle Adrian…” He hesitated, but she insisted and hissed “DO it, Uncle Adrian… Now!” She pushed her hips backward, reached back, and roughly grabbed his cock, and placed the head right between her swollen labia. He felt her relax, and she pushed back slowly against him as she pulled on his member to penetrate her.
“That’s it, Uncle Addie… do your little niece from behind!”
The feeling was so incredible, and she was so tight, that it only took a few strokes to completely bury himself in her backside. She let go of his cock as she impaled herself on his rod, and he groaned as he felt her ass cheeks gobble up his dick like they were huge lips. He held her tight for a moment, and then began a slow fucking into her, building in tempo and urgency. She cried out,
“Cum in me, Uncle, don’t pull out! I want to feel your hot cum shoot up into me! Ohhh… Yes!” He slammed into her, again and again as stared down at the sight of his dick sliding in and out of his little model. He murmured through clenched teeth,
“I’m… going… to… Ahhhhh… Cum! Ohhhh, that’s so gooood!” As she felt his spurts, she reached down and pinched her clit hard, driving herself over the brink and went weak-kneed with the intensity of her orgasm. They clung to each other for a full minute, locked in a passionate embrace, he tight against her back, she with her ass arched backward against him, and his half-stiff cock buried deep within her. They were both so taken by their intense orgasms, that they nearly toppled to the floor. But he steadied himself against the wall, and held her to him like a limp rag doll until his vision cleared and they both regained their senses.
“I only wish THAT had been caught on camera!” he thought to himself. He knew that their future photo shoots would continue to get more intense.
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