My sessions with Alice had started as most weekends, but we were now occasionally meeting midweek as well. In addition to being her photographer, we had been creating content for her OnlyFans for almost two months now. It was a Thursday afternoon, and the sun was shining through the windows.
She arrived wearing an almost floor-length leather coat. Which I thought was overkill for the weather. I understood why when she slipped it off. Beneath, she wore a long-sleeved crop top and a short skirt made of practically transparent chiffon. You could clearly see the tiny plain black thong beneath. She wore big, heavy boots and stockings held up by garters.
“Wow, you look very sexy, Alice. What is the plan today?” I asked as she sat on a stool next to me.
“Well, it is such a lovely day, I thought we could go for a walk in town with one of your cameras and try a little bit of exhibitionism. It is a little out of my comfort zone, but I think it could be fun.”
“That does sound fun, but I am not bailing you out if you get arrested!” I said.
We chatted on the short drive, parked up, and she looked at me and smiled, saying, "If we are going to do this, we may as well do it properly." She reached up under the coat, slid the tiny black thong down her legs, wrestled it over her boots and hung it on the rear-view mirror.
We then wandered around the city centre. When the road was clear ahead of us, Alice would slip off her long leather coat, drape it over my arm and skip ahead as I took photos, her short skirt swishing side to side, exposing the bottom half of her delectable behind.
When we saw someone walking towards her, she would turn and head back to me to put her coat back on. We repeated this three or four times to ensure I had enough shots; on the last two occasions, she lifted the front of her skirt to flash her smoothly shaved pussy.
We walked back to the car, both giggling. As she sat next to me, she said, “That was strangely exciting.”
“Oh, really,” I said with a chuckle.
“Yes, see,” she said, taking my hand from the gear stick and stroking it up the inside of her thigh, pressing my fingers against the lips of her pussy to feel the wetness there.
“So what are the plans for the rest of the session?” I asked once we were back at the studio.
“I have bought a new PVC outfit that I think would be perfect for a bondage shoot. So maybe a bit of a spanking,” she explained.
“Excellent,” I said, not bothering to hide my delight.
“And then I have had a request from a fan who wants to see me tied up and have a butt plug inserted,” she continued.
“Ok,” I said, my smile increasing.
“And then you may as well fuck me in the arse. If you want.”
I swallowed hard. I could feel my heart beating in my throat. “Go and change. Now!”
“Yes, Master,” she said with a large smile as she picked up her bag and headed for the bedroom.
Ten minutes later, I heard her call, “Ready, Master.”
I walked in to see her standing with her hands behind her back at the end of the bed. She was wearing an open-front PVC skirt that ended level with her crotch, a PVC thong and a transparent bra that her little rosebud nipples were already straining through. Behind her, I could see a small silver butt plug and a small bottle of lube on the bed.
I pressed record on the camera already set up and said clearly, “Keep your hands behind your back.”
“Yes, Master,” she said with a smile as I moved around her, taking photos.
Finally, placed the camera on the bed. I slid my jeans off and stood beside her, wearing my T-shirt and black boxer shorts.
Lifting my hand to cup and squeeze her breasts in turn, I pinched the nipples as she sighed beside me. Then, I dropped my hand to firmly stroke her pussy through the PVC thong that barely covered her. She closed her eyes and sighed heavily as I continued to stroke.
“Turn around,” I ordered, my voice deep with desire.
“Yes, Master,” she said and turned around, leaning forward slightly.
The skirt barely covered half her bottom; the top half had lacing criss-crossing side to side. I stroked my hand across her arse and then aimed four or five hard slaps that made her pert little behind bounce.
She gasped again as I stroked my hand down her buttocks and underneath to again stroke her pussy over the PVC of the thing; on either side, I could feel she was wet.
I aimed another flurry of smacks to her behind and again stroked my fingers between her legs, this time moving the thong aside and allowing my fingers to rub against the soaking outer lips of her pussy. She moaned loudly and pushed back against my hand, desperate for my touch.
I moved her towards the bed, saying, “Get on your knees.”
“Yes, Master,” she answered as she allowed me to push her onto all fours and spank her behind again. This time, I kept the assault on her pert buttocks going until it started to glow a nice pinkish red, and she was tensing and gasping as I finished.
Again, I pulled the thong to the side and stroked her soaking lips, gently sliding two fingers inside her pussy and probing deep as she moaned loudly below me.
I continued to move my fingers faster and deeper inside her, drawing moans until she started gasping under her breath, “Oh god, oh god, oh fuck.”
I removed my fingers and aimed another hard spanking at her buttocks. As I paused and stroked her behind, she looked over her shoulder and said: “I want to suck your cock!”
“What did you say?” I asked, aiming an extremely hard slap at her arse that made her yelp in pain and tense her whole body.
“Please, may I suck your cock, Master?” she said, correcting herself.
“That is better,” I said as I removed my T-shirt and walked around the bed to stand in front of her.
“Sorry, Master,” she said with a smile as she reached up and pulled my hard cock over the top of my boxers and took it between her lips.
As she slid it back and forth deep into her mouth, I stroked the back of her head and said, “Good girl.” I allowed her to continue for a minute or two and then pulled her to her feet, saying. "I want you naked now.”
“Yes, Master,” she said and swiftly removed all of her clothes. I left the room and returned a short time later with a length of rope and a heavy leather collar, which I attached around her throat.
I pushed her to lie on her back on the bed. I tied her ankles together with the rope and then pushed her legs up towards her chest and tied her wrists to her ankles so her legs were held high up in the air.
This position left her pussy and arse beautifully on display, which was exactly what I wanted. I stroked my hand across her now taut buttocks and rubbed my fingers into her pussy. She gasped as my fingers probed deeper and gasped again when I withdrew them and started to slowly insert a single digit into her arse.
I picked up the plug and applied a generous amount of lube before gently pushing it into her tight arsehole with my fingers, watching as it stretched her hole, which then snapped shut as it slid inside. She had been holding her breath and let out a long sigh.
I aimed a couple of hard slaps at her arse and then pulled her to the edge of the bed and slid my cock into her pussy. She moaned loudly as I slowly pushed forward into her.
After a few minutes, her moans became louder and more frequent as I rapidly built up speed until she finally squealed and her body spasmed in orgasm. I slowed and allowed her body to subside. I made eye contact with her and mouthed, “Are you ok?”
She nodded and then said loud enough for the camera, “Fuck me in the arse, Master. Please fuck me in the arse.” Now, having the confirmation I wanted, I withdrew from her and carefully prised the plug from her arse; she gasped when it sprang out.
I stood and lifted her legs by her ankles. I aimed my cock at her arsehole and slowly put my weight behind it. As it slipped into the tight arse, she tensed and yelped. I paused until she breathed in again and said, “Don’t stop, Master, please don’t stop.”
I slowly pushed forward until almost my entire cock was buried in her tightest orifice. I started to slowly move back and forward. She was moaning now, but still had her eyes closed and was grimacing. Finally, she opened her eyes and smiled up at me. “Fuck that feels good, Master.”
I started to speed up my thrusts, and her moaning rapidly became louder, her breathing more erratic. “Oh god, oh god, harder, Master, harder,” she gasped.
I drove deeper into her arsehole, its tight grip around my cock pushing me towards orgasm faster than I expected. I tensed every muscle I had, trying to hold back. Finally, I heard her gasping desperately below me, and she cried out, “Fuck yeeess!”
As she was still spasming below me, I released and came deep inside her arse with a low guttural moan.
I withdrew from her, and she sighed and rolled onto her side. I pressed stop on the camera and sat on the bed next to her. I started to untie her wrists and ankles.
“That was fucking intense. Do you want to know something?” she said with a broad smile. I nodded at her as I finished releasing her bonds.
“You are the first person ever to cum in my arse,” she said, looking slightly proud.
“Really?” I said, genuinely surprised, remembering that I had seen a couple of videos on her OnlyFans with anal play.
“Yes, really, there have been plenty of toys up there, of course, but you are the first man,” she added.
“Wow, I am honoured, Alice, and for the record, it felt fucking amazing,” I said.
“Are you still happy with our little arrangement, then, Liam?” She laughed.
“I get to have wild and interesting sex with a beautiful girl a couple of times a week. What the hell do you think? Are you ok, Alice?” I laughed.
“I really am. I love the time we spend together, and the sex is fucking amazing, no pun intended, and I have so many ideas for content going forward,” she said enthusiastically.
“Oh yes, do tell,” I asked.
“Well, I don’t like jumping on bandwagons; I don’t want you to pretend to be my stepbrother, and I don’t plan on getting stuck in any kitchen appliances, but I might be into doing some classics, and I want to start dressing up more. Actually, I have a list to show you,” she said.
She grabbed a tablet from her bag, turned it on and logged in to her OnlyFans account.
She opened a page that was headed ‘Fan requests and suggestions’; she handed the tablet to me and started to change. I scrolled through a rather long list; some were a single word, many were lengthy descriptions of acts or outfits.
“Jesus Christ, Alice, half this list is just the word feet! And we have covered a lot tonight, as loads wanted you to do anal,” I said in shock.
“Oh, I know,” she laughed. I carried on going through the list.
“What the hell does Airtight mean?” I asked, looking up from the iPad.
“Oh, I had to look that up. That is when a girl has something in her mouth, her vagina and her arse. Airtight!” she said with a laugh.
I laughed and carried on reading the list.
“Ok. Interesting! Wow, this one just says Spit roast!” I laughed.
“I actually have an idea of how we could tick that off without needing another man,” she said, taking the tablet from my hand; she clicked it a couple of times and opened a video. I watched for a minute, wide-eyed.
“If we do that and you sit on a chair in front of me, I can give you a blow job at the same time,” she said.
“That could work,” I grinned.
“Want to give me a lift home and try tonight?” She smiled.
“I will get my car keys!” I said.
Twenty minutes later, we were at her house. We headed upstairs, and she brought over a chair and placed it in front of a full-length mirror on the wall in the hall, placing a pillow on the floor in front of it, wearing just her bra and a short black skirt.
I had set up a camera on a tripod and stripped to my boxer shorts. As I sat on the chair, she removed her skirt; below, she was wearing a black and white striped thong. She attached a large, firm, flesh coloured dildo to the bottom of the mirror; she slid off her panties and removed my boxer shorts.
She stroked my dick with one hand, and the other dropped between her legs and rubbed her pussy as she looked up at me and smiled.
She reached back and aimed with the dildo. I watched in the mirror as she slowly backed onto it, several inches disappearing into her glistening pussy. She closed her eyes and sighed slightly as she settled onto it and then started to slide back and forth slowly, her hand gripping my cock harder and began to stroke faster as her sighs became low moans.
She opened her eyes and looked up at me, opening her mouth wide and rolling her tongue around the tip of my cock, already shining with precum. She closed her eyes and slowly took it between her lips, sliding it to the back of her throat.
Her whole body moved, and as she retreated up my shaft, the dildo plunged deep into her pussy, drawing another moan from her, before she again slid her lips down until her nose touched my stomach and my cock nestled at the back of her throat.
After a couple of minutes, she raised her head, moaning loudly as her hand moved frenetically on my cock. I watched as she drove herself hard onto the dildo and cried out in orgasm. As soon as she subsided, she wrapped her lips around my cock again and used her hand to pump me to climax in her mouth, swallowing hard after I had flooded the back of her tongue.
She prised herself off the dildo and slumped with her head on my lap as I reached over to press stop on the recording.
Finally, she looked up at me with a smile. “When I tried that on my own with two dildos, I had to fake my orgasm. Not this time though.”
Please see the story illustrations in the media folder for pictures to accompany the story.
