Alice had sent the edited video for my approval the day after we spent the night together at her house. She had messaged a couple of times during the week and arranged a shoot on the Saturday evening.
As well as being her photographer, we have been making content for her OnlyFans for a month now.
I was in my office when the bell rang, then again and again.
Alice normally did one long ring. I walked out to look at the monitor to see her standing outside with 2 men around her, one of them standing on the step of the doorway.
I took the stairs three at a time on my way down. I could now hear a man’s voice on the other side of the heavy door, “Come on, darlin', what’s your name?”
I opened the door and growled, “Fucking move. Now.”
The guy on the step stumbled forward and backed off, mumbling at me.
“It was just a joke, man.”
Alice was now standing in the doorway behind me, muttering “Fucking wankers,” under her breath.
“You think scaring a girl half your size is a joke? Fuck off before I lose my temper,” I snarled. He kept backing away, but his friend was less easily intimidated. He puffed out his chest and took a couple of steps towards me. I could smell the alcohol from several paces.
Two decades of martial arts training took over, and I slid my right leg backwards, turning my centre line away from him and raising my hands. He telegraphed his punch, and I avoided it easily. As his fist came past my face, I slapped the back of his hand, using his own momentum to take him off balance and send him stumbling into the road.
“That is your one chance, now fuck off,” I yelled.
Despite my warning, he jumped forward and threw another punch. I blocked it with my left forearm and punched him with my right at the same time. My target was not his jaw, but his sternum. My aim was perfect, and the jab in his solar plexus momentarily stopped his airflow.
I dropped my weight onto my left leg and used my right to kick the back of his knee. He fell onto one side and crumpled to the floor, gasping for air. I stayed in a fighting stance but backed up two paces, waiting to see if he would recover.
He remained on the floor, red-faced and trying to breathe. I relaxed my stance and looked at his friend.
“Pick him up and fuck off, now.”
He did as he was told.
I turned to see Alice stood open-mouthed in the doorway.
I stepped inside and bolted the door. “Are you ok? Did they hurt you?” I asked.
“I am fine, Liam. They didn’t touch me. I don’t know why I am shaking,” she answered.
“It is just the adrenaline. You will be fine after a coffee,” I said, taking her into my arms and kissing her and then holding her close.
“You were amazing, Liam. You always seem so calm and quiet. What the hell did you do to him?” She whispered.
“I hit his solar plexus, it winds you for five minutes but doesn’t do any real damage. I did martial arts for nearly twenty years, so I can handle myself, but I hate violence,” I explained as I held her tight.
“I hate violence too, but seeing you all dominant and protective like that. Wow,” She whispered and then started to kiss my neck as her hands clawed at my jeans.
Before I knew what she was doing, her hands were stroking my cock, and she dropped to her knees and took it hungrily into her mouth.
“Alice, Alice, what are you doing?” I gasped as she pumped my cock into her mouth.
She looked up at me and said, “I don’t know if it is the adrenaline or what, all I know is my pussy is soaked, and I want you, now!” Her eyes were full of yearning.
“Come here,” I said and pulled her to her feet, swung her around so her back was to me, wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close as I kissed her neck, my left hand slid inside the top of her dress and grasped and squeezed her breast as my right hand slid up her thigh, pushing her dress with it as I rubbed her pussy over her panties.
“Oh god, fuck me, Liam, fuck me now,” she gasped as her head hung back on my shoulder. I moved her forward to the edge of the stairs, and she bent over, placing her hands on the steps. I pulled her dress up, moved her panties to the side and slid into her from behind.
I took hold of her hips and built up a steady rhythm, and within three minutes her loud moaning became gasped screams as she orgasmed below me.
I slowed, allowing her to compose herself and then withdrew, sitting next to her on the steps.
“Why, why did you stop?” she gasped.
“I thought you wanted to record more content tonight,” I answered.
“Oh shit, yes, thank you,” she laughed, kissed me on the cheek and leaned her head on my shoulder as she caught her breath.
We were now sitting on the stools in the kitchen area drinking coffee.
“Are you sure you are ok? I would understand if you wanted me to take you home,” I asked.
“Honestly, I am fine, stop worrying. Oh, and sorry for attacking you on the stairs,” she laughed.
“Did you hear me complaining?” I asked. Again, she laughed.
“I have something for you,” she said, reaching into her bag and sliding an envelope over to me. I opened it and rapidly counted.
“Alice, this is £400,” I said in genuine surprise.
That is your 20% of the increase over the last two and a half weeks, since I included you in my content.”
“It has increased by two grand? That’s mad,” I said in genuine surprise.
“When I first started, I did well to hit £150 a month. It has steadily built up over the last couple of years, and it increased when I started doing solo videos, but nothing like this. I guess people like seeing me get fucked," she said with a laugh.
We finished our coffee, and she said, “I will go and get ready, I fancied a change today.”
She walked into the ‘bedroom’ with a wink. I washed the cups, picked up my camera and a second one I had prepared on a tripod and followed to find her lying on the bed in a crisp white bodysuit.
“Oh, wow, very virginal Alice.” This made her giggle before I added, “Joking aside, the white is a beautiful contrast to your dark hair; you look amazing.” I took shots for the next ten minutes, and then she jumped up and peeled off the bodysuit.
I watched enthralled as she clipped the white stockings to a matching suspender belt, slid on a pair of white panties and finally added a matching bra.
“Wow. That looks even better,” I said as I continued to take photos.
I bought a chair and placed it next to the large frosted window so we could capture the last of the natural light. After another run of photos, she sat on the edge of the bed and asked: “Are you set up to record ?”
“I am, just let me change the lighting”, I answered.
I gave her the thumbs up a few minutes later, and she looked up at the camera and smiled, sliding her white panties down her legs and kicking them off before moving to sit at the top of the bed.
She spread her legs wide, very wide and started to gently stroke her pussy with her fingers. As I zoomed in, her mouth hung open, and her fingers sped up their attention on her clit as her breathing became shallow and erratic. Over the next five minutes, I could feel my Jeans become tighter as I watched her.
“Come here and fuck me.” She sighed with glorious simplicity.
I slid off my trousers and boxers and climbed onto the bed as she turned onto all fours, presenting her perfect arse to me.
I placed my hands on her hips and slid into her soaking, warm pussy with ease. I slid in and out of her gently for a few minutes until she dropped her head onto the pillow, arching her back.
She turned her face to look back at me with a look of carnal desire and growled, “I said, fuck me!”
With a satisfied smile at being able to provoke this level of passion from her, I started to drive into her harder and faster. Every thrust was met by a moan from her, and it did not take long for her to push back against me, and she opened her mouth in a long squeal of anguish as I felt her pussy pulse around my cock in orgasm.
Before hers had subsided fully, I had cried out myself and emptied myself deep inside her.
After we had both got dressed, I said, “Come on, Alice, I will drive you home.”
“There really is no need, Liam,” she started to protest.
“I am not taking no for an answer. It will take me ten minutes, and I will know you are home safe,” I said.
“Ooh, I do like it when you are dominant,” she said with a cheeky grin.
A short time later, I had parked outside hers, and she insisted I come in. As we walked into her front room, she took my hand and led me straight upstairs. We entered her bedroom, and she flicked a switch, and a long neon light behind her bed flickered on.
She sat on her bed, still wearing her black vest and dark tartan skirt. She looked up at me and slowly opened her legs wide, as the skirt slid up her fishnet stockinged legs, I could see she was not wearing any panties.
“Are you not going to take your clothes off and join me?” she asked.
I tore off my clothes and knelt on the bed in front of her. As I did, she sat up and looked up at me, smiling as she took my rapidly rising dick in her hand and gently stroked it as she licked my flat-toned stomach, then bent her head and took the tip of my cock between her lips.
I sighed loudly as she slid me deeper into the warm recess of her mouth, sliding back and forth slowly, before taking me to the back of her throat.
After five minutes, she lay back and looked up at me, sighing, “I want you inside me, now”
I shuffled forward and lifted and spread her legs. She reached down and rubbed the head of my cock up and down the wet slit of her pussy, then moaned as I drove forward into her. I moved slowly and deliberately in and out of her, pushing deep but keeping my thrusts slow and controlled as she moaned gently beneath me.
Moving forward a little more, I pushed her legs higher till her knees were by her head and thrust faster into her, careful not to push too deep, as I knew it could hurt her in this position. For the next few minutes, I kept my movements slow and deliberate as she gasped wide-eyed below me.
“Oh god, oh god, yes. Take me from behind,” she moaned below me, looking up with imploring eyes.
I rolled her onto her front and pulled her up onto her knees, flicking her short pleated skirt up as I drove into her from behind. She looked over her shoulder at me and said simply, “Harder, fuck me harder.”
Taking hold of her hips, I drove deeper into her as she pushed back against me and for the next few minutes carried on demanding, “Oh yes, fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck meeeeeeeee!”
For the second time that evening, I felt her pussy pulsate and grip my cock as she buried her face in the pillow and screamed in orgasm, followed a few seconds later by my groans as I emptied myself in her depths.
I collapsed next to her, and she lay her head on my chest. “Oh shit,” she exclaimed.
“What’s the matter?” I asked.
“That was hot as hell, and we didn’t record it,” she said as I laughed.
“You are very bossy when you are horny,” I stated.
“Haha, Sorry. I know you like being the dominant one.”
“Yeah, but it is nice knowing you enjoy what we do,” I said.
“Oh, trust me, I do. I have not had to fake things with you once," she said as I pulled her in closer. “I know we are only friends, Liam, but would you stay the night. I am still a bit rattled after earlier, and it would be nice to wake up with someone who makes me feel safe.”
“Of course, Alice,” I said as I stroked her hair away from her face and kissed her.
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