Assisting the photographer during a male athlete photoshoot.
My name is Jill. I just turned forty nine this year. I been a full time mom/wife since college. My kids are all off to school now so I wanted to find a job. I finely got hired by a local photographer to greet customers and assist in the studio. My boss Tony is great, he has been teaching me about all the equipment and even the camera at work. Most of the pictures are portraits, school photos, etc. when I got to work today our schedule was pretty empty, we just had one customer scheduled for a five hour photoshoot after lunch. My boss told. E I could go home early today, because today’s photoshoot would include some nudity. I assumed it was a female model, but found out later is was a tall, athletic male model.
As I walked into the studio, the heavy wooden door creaked open with a familiar sigh. The familiar scent of lavender and vanilla filled my nostrils, mingling with the earthy undertones of the dark mahogany floors. My name is Jill, and I've worked here for a few months now, assisting Tony with his photography business. Today was supposed to be a slow Friday, with only one client booked in for a five-hour photoshoot after lunch.
He was a tall, well-built, young man around twenty years old and had an air of confidence that seemed to fill the room. His skin was slightly tan, a testament to his athleticism, and his face was chiseled to perfection. As he turned around, I caught a glimpse of the tattoo peeking out from beneath his shirt collar. It was intricate, a blend of vibrant colors and delicate lines, and it sent a shiver down my spine.
"Oh, you must be Jill," he said with a smile, his voice smooth and deep. "Tony's told me a lot about you. He speaks very highly of you." His accent was deep south, almost exotic, and I found myself hanging on to every word.
"Well, he's been teaching me a lot about the studio business," I replied, trying to steady my nerves. "I'm looking forward to learning more about lighting today."
He chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, I'm sure you'll pick it up quickly," he said, walking over to one of the massive softboxes set up on a nearby stand. "My name's Jake, by the way."
"So," he said, clearing his throat, "what do you think of the city so far?" His voice was still smooth and confident, but there was a hint of nervousness in it now. I could tell he was trying to make small talk, to break the silence.
I forced a smile, trying to hide the butterflies in my stomach. "Tampa is beautiful," I replied, my voice sounding far more breathy than I'd intended. "I've have always loved living here."
Jake's eyes lingered on mine for a moment, and I could feel the heat creeping up my neck. "I've only been here a few months," he said, "but I have to agree. The city has a certain energy about it."
“Jill if you like you can go home early today, the shoot will include some nudes but you don't have to stay for that part if you're not comfortable with it. Just let me know" Tony my boss says, slapping Jake on the back and giving him a knowing smile. My heart feels like it's racing out of my chest as I process what he's just said.
Jake glances at me, his eyes lingering on my body for a moment too long. Heat rushes to my face, and my heart thunders in my ears. "Oh, no, I'm fine with it," I manage to stammer. "I mean, I'm here to learn, right?"
Tony claps him on the back again, nodding knowingly. "Good girl. You're a natural, Jill. Just go with your instincts, you know?" He winks at me, and I feel my cheeks flush even hotter.
I can't believe what's happening. I've been married to my husband for twenty years, and have not seen another naked man since I got married. And now this. I'm so excited, yet so nervous. I take a deep breath and try to calm myself down.
“Jake let’s do some in you team uniform for this one.”Tony says.
Jake nods, moving behind a screen to change into the familiar red and white uniform. As he slips out of his T-shirt and jeans, revealing the tight, black shorts and form-fitting tank top, my heart pounds in my chest. His muscles ripple and flex with each movement, drawing my eyes to his defined arms and broad shoulders. I feel a mixture of nervousness and excitement coursing through me, my breath catching in my throat as I watch him put on the uniform.
"All right," Tony says, stepping in front of us with his camera. "Let's start with some poses. Jake, why don't you strike a heroic pose for us?" He gestures toward the back drop.
He takes a deep breath and strikes a pose, one arm bent at the elbow and raised over his head, the other hand on his hip. His muscles tense and flex beneath the tight fabric, drawing my gaze to his defined chest and abs.
Tony snaps a few photos, then steps in front of Jake, gesturing for him to adjust his stance. "A little more energy, Jake.”
As Jake shifts his weight from one foot to the other, I can't help but notice the way his briefs stretch across his muscular thighs. My heart begins to race, and my cheeks flush again. I avert my gaze, looking down at the camera in my hands, feeling both embarrassed and strangely excited.
“Jake let’s get some oil and water and make your body look sweaty and shiny. Just to add a bit of sex appeal to the shots. And maybe some water droplets on your chest and abs. You know, to make it look really hot. Okay, Jake, why don't you just take off your shirt and show us what you've got?" Tony says, his voice a low, husky murmur.
Jake hesitates for a moment, his eyes flicking to me, and then back to the photographer. He takes a deep breath and slowly begins to remove his shirt, revealing a smooth, muscular chest beneath. My heart thunders in my ears as I watch, feeling a mixture of nerves and anticipation course through me.
As he pulls his shirt off over his head, revealing his broad shoulders and toned arms, I can't help but notice the way the muscles in his back flex.
"Jill, why don't you help Jake out here?" Tony says, nodding toward the bottle of oil on the table. "He could use a little bit of pampering before we get started."
I swallow hard, my throat suddenly dry. My fingers tremble as I reach out to take the bottle of oil from the table. I can feel the heat radiating off of Jake's body as I approach him, and the smell of his sweat mingles with the sweet scent of the oil. I force myself to breathe slowly and steadily, trying to calm the butterflies in my stomach.
Jake leans forward, giving me access to his back. His broad shoulders blot out the sunlight, and I can feel the warmth of his skin as I run my hands over them. I dip my fingers into the oil and begin to massage it into his muscles, working my way down his spine. He lets out a deep, satisfied groan, and I can feel the tension in his body begin to ease.
"That feels so good, Jill," he murmurs. "You really know how to work out the kinks."
“Jill don’t forget to oil up his lower legs too. We want those muscles nice and shiny as well. They seem a bit tense there. That's it... perfect. Just like that. A little pressure, but not too much. Jake, you're in good hands with Jill," Tony says, his voice warm with approval.
As I massage the oil into Jake's shoulders, I can feel the tension slowly begin to ease from his body. He lets out a long, shuddering breath and leans further into my touch. The smell of sweat and oil mixes with the sweet, masculine scent of his skin, making my head spin. My heart is racing, and my palms are slick with oil, but I force myself to focus on the task at hand.
"Jill can you put some on the back of his legs too?" Tony says, his voice low and commanding. I nod, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness as I reach out to touch Jake's legs. I begin to apply oil into his muscular, firm thighs, working my way upward. The muscles beneath my touch are warm and taut, and I can't help but marvel at their strength.
“ Jake go ahead and take off the underwear, that way Jill can put oil on your butt too. We don't want any un-oiled muscles there, do we?" Tony says, his voice low and commanding.
Jake nods, taking a deep breath as he lets his black boxer briefs fall to the ground. I can feel my heart race as I look at the muscular globes of his ass. I dip my hands into the oil, rubbing them together before reaching out to touch him. His skin is warm and smooth beneath my fingertips, and I can feel the tension in his body begin to ease as I massage the oil into his firm, rounded cheeks.
“Jake turn around, Jill can apply oil to the front if your legs now. Then you're all set for some more posing," Tony says with approval. With no hesitation Jake turns and exposes his body to me.
“Oh my g…Wow," I stammer, trying to regain my composure as I see Jake's massive cock for the first time. It's rock-hard and pointing straight at me. I swallow nervously, feeling the heat rising in my cheeks. "I mean...that...that's a lot of...um...muscle there," I manage to say.
Tony chuckles, clearly amused by my obvious arousal. "It is quite impressive, isn't it?" he says.
"It's...," I stammer, unable to tear my gaze away from Jake's enormous member. My cheeks flush with arousal, my heart racing. With out thinking, I reach out tentatively, tracing the outline of his erection with one finger. The skin is warm and smooth beneath my touch. "I mean, it's just...so..."
Tony chuckles, watching our interaction with amusement. "You can touch it if you like, Jill. It won't bite." His voice is teasing, but there's an undercurrent of teasing there too.
I look up at Jake, feeling the heat in my cheeks intensify. His eyes are fixed on me, a mixture of lust and arousal in his gaze. I reach out tentatively, barely wrapping my hand around the thickness of his shaft. The skin is warm and smooth beneath my fingers. I take a deep breath, feeling the weight of his erection in my palm.
"It's...beautiful," I whisper, my voice trembling slightly. His muscles tense, and he lets out a shuddering breath. "I've never seen anything like it before, he is definitely way bigger than my husband."
He steps closer, his eyes fixed on the scene in-front of him. "You know, Jill, if you'd like, you could help Jake out with that. Maybe stroke him a bit, while I take some pictures."
“No, I don’t think I should...but...I mean...I could just...look...while you take the pictures...if that's okay...," I stammer, feeling my cheeks flush even deeper as I trail my fingers down the length of his shaft.
Tony chuckles again, stepping closer. "Of course, Jill. Take your time. There's no rush. We want to make sure you're comfortable with this." His voice is reassuring, but there's an undercurrent of desire that's impossible to ignore.
I feel my heart racing as I continue to explore Jake's massive cock with my hands. It's so much bigger than anything I've ever seen before, and the feel of it in my hands is both intimidating and arousing. I look up at him, meeting his gaze, and see the desire burning in his eyes. We both are getting very aroused, by me stroking him.
The camera clicks behind me as my tiny hands stroke Jake's cock, my fingers barely circling his girth. It feels so big, so hot in my grasp. I can't believe I'm doing this, that I'm actually touching him like this. My panties are damp with arousal, my heart is loud in my chest. I glance over at Tony, who is capturing every moment, and he gives me a reassuring smile.
"That's it, Jill. Just take your time. Explore him. See what he feels like." His voice is low and seductive, and I feel my body respond to his words. I lean forward, my lips brushing against the velvety smooth skin of Jake's erection. My tongue swirls around the beautiful head of his cock. The taste of him on my tongue, which only ignites more lust in me.
My fingers slide up and down his length, feeling the warmth and weight of him in my grasp. I close my eyes, lost in the sensation of touching him like this. I've never sucked anyone this big before, and it's mesmerizing. I want more of him, want to take all of him in mouth and throat. I lean forward, pressing my lips against the head of his cock, feeling the velvety smoothness against my tongue. I open my mouth, taking the broad head between my lips.
A moan escapes me as I begin to move my head up and down on his cock, my tongue swirling around the sensitive skin. The salty taste of him in my mouth. I can feel the heat of his desire as he grows harder in my mouth. My hand continues to stroke him, my fingers curling around his base, as if I'm trying to accommodate his size.
"Oh fuck, yeah," he groans, his hips jerking into me. "That's it, Jill. Suck my cock." His voice is rough with arousal, and I can feel his cock harden. I press deeper, taking more of him in my mouth. The feel of his cock against the back of my throat is incredible, and I know I can't get enough of it.
I'm trying to pull him even deeper into my mouth. The taste of him on my tongue, the feel of his skin against my lips and teeth, it's all so intense, so erotic. My panties are soaking wet, and my body feels like it's on fire.
Jake's hips begin to move, his cock thrusting in and out of my mouth as I suck him. He groans, his voice low and guttural. "Oh fuck, Jill. You're incredible." His words send a shiver down my spine, and I feel a surge of power and desire course through me.
All my cock sucking skills seem to vanish as I take Jake's cock deeper into my mouth, my hurts from being open so wide. His thickness straining against my lips. It feels like I'm trying to fit a baseball bat into my mouth. My eyes water, and I gag, struggling to breathe around him.
He tenses beneath me, a tremor running through his body. "Fuck, that's it," he whispers hoarsely. "You're doing so good." His hips jerk forward, pushing even deeper into my throat. I feel the head of his cock graze the back of my throat, sending a wave of pleasure rippling through me.
My hand slides down his length, curling around his base, and I begin to stroke him in time with my sucking. The sensation of him growing harder and longer in my mouth is incredible, and I can't help but moan around him. The sound seems to spur him on, and he thrusts deeper, his hips pushing forward .
His cock feels impossibly big in my mouth, stretching my lips and tongue, filling every crevice. I can feel the heat of his desire, the power of his impending orgasm, and I know I'm going to bring him over the edge. My breath comes in short gasps as I struggle to take every inch of him, my throat tightening as he grows even bigger.
His hips jerk forward, and I feel the head of his cock press against the back of my throat. "Fuck, Jill," he groans, his voice hoarse and strained. "You're incredible." His words send a shiver down my spine, and I press deeper, taking him as deep as I can, feeling the velvety skin of his cock brush against my tonsils.
The sensation of having him so deep inside me is overwhelming, and I can feel my muscles tensing as my body readies for what's coming. I can feel his cock pulse in my mouth, the way his hips begin to move more roughly against my face, his cock swelling even larger inside my mouth.
My tongue swirls around the head of his cock, trying to find any spot that will bring him release, and it's then that I feel it - the hot, salty liquid spurting onto the back of my tongue. The first jet of his cum hits me, it’s so warm and I can taste the saltiness mixed with the sweetness of his cum. He moans, his body tensing as he releases more and more, filling my mouth with his essence.
I savor every drop, relishing the taste of him on my tongue. His cock twitches and throbs inside my mouth, and I can feel the aftershocks of his orgasm coursing through him. He's still hard, but the intensity has eased somewhat.
"Oh fuck," he groans, his voice low and ragged. "That was... incredible." His hips begin to move again, but this time they're slow and sensual, rocking gently forward and back against my lips. "I can't believe how good that felt."
I can still taste the sweetness of his cum on my tongue, and it's making me shiver with desire. I'm so full of him, and I don't want this moment to end. I suck gently on the head of his cock, teasing him, as I reach down between his legs and begin to stroke his softening length. "You're still so big," I whisper, looking up at him. "I can't believe how much of you there is."
His eyes drift closed, and he lets out a contented sigh. "I feel... amazing. I don't think I've ever come that hard before." He reaches down, running his fingers through my hair, and I feel the tug as he gently pulls my head back up to meet his gaze. "You're an incredible cock sucker, Jill."
The feel of him still inside my mouth is intoxicating, and I savor every drop of his essence. The taste is like a drug to me, my body is just reacting to all the stimulation.
"You feel incredible," I murmur, kissing the tip of his cock. "I never realized how good this could feel." I glance up at him, my heart racing in my chest. He watches me with such intensity that it's almost overwhelming.
"Fuck, that feels so good," he whispers, his hips beginning to move again. "I've never had anyone... do that before." His cock feels impossibly large in my mouth, stretching and filling my mouth.
His fingers thread through my hair, holding me close as he thrusts gently into my mouth. His cock is still big, the head flushed and sensitive beneath my tongue. I reach up, running my fingers down his chest, feeling the warmth and strength of him.
"Jesus, Jill," he breathes, his voice ragged. "That feels incredible." He pulls out roughly.
"Hey!" I protest, as my body is lifted into the air with no effort at all. My arms and legs flail wildly, trying to regain my balance or at least steady myself, but it's no use. "What're you doing?" I squeak, feeling my heart race as I'm roughly deposited on the soft mattress.
I hear the bed creak as he straddles me, and I gasp, feeling his weight press down on my hips. His hands slide beneath my shirt, and I shiver as they brush against my skin. "Oh, I think I know what I'm doing," he whispers, his breath hot against my ear. His fingers hook into the waistband of my panties , and with a quick yank, they're pulled down my legs.
The cool air hits my bare skin, sending a shiver through my body. He leans down, kissing a trail down my neck, and I arch my back into him. His cock presses against my opening, hard and demanding, and I whimper.
"I hope you’re ready?" he whispers, his breath hot against my skin. I nod frantically, eager for him to be inside me. His hands grip my hips, guiding him slowly inside. The sensation is intense, it’s both exhilarating and painful. I can feel every inch of his cock as he penetrates me.
I instinctively spread my thighs, my mind prepares me for his thrusts. He groans, his cock sliding inside of me with each thrust. It feels so good, so full, and I can't help but moan. My fingers dig into the sheets beneath me as his hips begin to move faster. The bed creaks with each of his thrusts, his weight bearing down on me, holding me in place.
His hands move from my hips, exploring my body. One slides up my chest, teasing a nipple until it hardens between his thumb and forefinger. The other glides down, teasing the sensitive skin between my legs. He parts my lips with his fingers, circling my clit until I'm trembling beneath him.
"That's it," he whispers, watching me with hooded eyes. "Let it go." His cock throbs inside me, demanding attention, and I arch my back, meeting his rhythm. I can feel the muscles in my thighs begin to tremble from the effort of holding him inside me, of taking him deeper with each thrust.
His fingers find my clit. He circles it slowly, teasingly, and I cry out, my body tensing. "That's it," he encourages, his breath hot against my ear. "Come for me." His fingers move faster, his thrusts harder, and I can feel my orgasm building, rising up inside me like a wave.
This young man is fucking my mature pussy like there's no tomorrow. His cock feels so good inside me, stretching me to my limits. His thrusts are powerful, making the bed creak with each movement. His hands explore my body, teasing my nipples. I can feel the tension building inside me, the familiar ache spreading through my lower abdomen. He's so big, so thick, and he's filling me up perfectly.
“Jake…Jake,” begging him not to stop. He groans in response, his pace quickening even more. He's pounding into me now, his hips slapping against my ass. I can feel the sweat between us, his weight pressed into me.
I cry out, my orgasm crashing over me in a wave of pleasure. My body tightens, my muscles clenching around him, and he shows no signs of stopping anytime soon. He groans, thrusting harder against my body, his hips slapping against my ass in perfect rhythm.
I feel so alive underneath him, so desired and wanted. He's not my husband, he's not the man I've known for years, he is this stranger who is just fucking me vigorously and relentlessly, making me feel things I never thought possible. His cock thrusts inside me, filling me up completely. His hands grip my hips, holding me down on the bed as he takes me roughly. His breathing grows heavier, his thrusts faster, and I can feel my body responding.
“You like getting fucked, you dirty slut," he groans into my ear, and I arch my back, feeling the pressure of his words as well as the force of his thrusts.
“You seem to like pussy, don't you?" I pant, my hips bucking up to meet his relentless thrusts. "Keep fucking me, Jake." I feel a surge of power in my voice, and he growls in response.
"You're so fucking hot, bitch" he breathes, his thrusts losing some of their speed as he focuses on bringing me another orgasm. His other hand grips my hip tightly, guiding my hips up and down his length.
My body quivers underneath him, every muscle tense with anticipation. "Oh fuck, I'm close," I moan, my voice shaky. His cock feels incredible inside me. I push my ass back, offering myself up to him, wanting him to pound me more.
I am barely conscious of my surroundings, my body consumed by wave after wave of pleasure. His fingers and his cock, they are relentless in their pursuit of my climax. Every touch, every thrust, sends shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through my veins. I am lost in this sensation, lost in the feeling of being so completely desired and wanted. He is rough and demanding, his hips slamming into mine, his grip on my body tight and possessive.
His breath is hot on my neck as he continues to pound into me, his cock swelling inside my aching pussy. I can feel the head of his cock brushing against something deep inside me, sending sparks of pleasure straight to my core. He growls, his voice low and husky, and thrusts harder, his hips meeting mine in synchronization.
I can't believe how good it feels to be taken like this, how much I crave his attention . He's relentless, his movements fluid and powerful, each thrust driving him deeper inside me. I'm losing myself in the sensation, my mind blanking out as my body responds to his every touch.
I can hear the soft clicking sound of a camera, which only excites me more. Tony recording this, and I want to see every thrust, every moan, every expression on his face. He's fucking me hard, his thrusts coming faster and faster. I lost count of my orgasms a while ago. My body feels like it's on fire, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure.
“I’m about to fill that pussy, you slutty whore," he growls into my ear as he thrusts harder, faster. His hips slam against mine, his cock hitting my g-spot over and over again. My body is a flame, burning with desire for him. I can feel the head of his cock, slick with my juices, brushing against my entrance, taunting me.
He releases my hips, only to grip my shoulders and pull me closer, so that our bodies are flush together. His thrusts are wild and uncontrolled now, his breath coming in harsh gasps as he nears his climax.
I can feel the head of his cock pressed against my g-spot, and with every powerful thrust, it massages a spot that sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my entire body. His grip on my shoulders is firm, almost bruising, but it feels so good to be owned like this. His cock pulses inside me, the first spurts of his seed filling me up, and then another, and another. He continues to thrust, his hips slamming against mine, his cock buried deep within me.
My legs tremble from the intensity of the sensations, and I feel my inner muscles grip and pulse around his cock, trying to hold on to every last drop of his release. His moans fill the air, and I can feel his body shudder against mine as he empties himself into me. Finally, his thrusts grow less frantic, and he slowly pulls out, his cock slipping out of me with a wet, satisfying sound.
As I regain my awareness, i see my boss Tony standing next to bed stroking his cock, My body feels limp, but strangely satisfied. I can feel Jakes cum leaking out of me, slowly trickling down my inner thighs.
I roll over on my back and let my head hang off the bed, with no hesitation my boss pushes his cock into my mouth, his grip firm on my breastS. His taste fills my mouth, familiar and arousing. I take him deep, sucking and licking as he begins to thrust, his balls slapping against my face.
He is just fucking my mouth, only adding to my arousal. His cock is very hard. I can taste his cum on my tongue as he fucks my mouth. I feel his hips moving faster, his thrusts becoming more powerful. He's close, I can feel it. His Hands are gripping my neck, almost choking me, but giving him maximum control to fuck my mouth.
"That's it, you fucking whore. Take my cock. Taste my cum. You're such a good little slut," he growls, his balls slapping against my face.
I take him deeper, my lips wrapped around him, my tongue pressed around the head of his cock. I can feel him begin to harden and swell. His hips slam against my face, pushing his cock deeper into my throat.
"That's it, suck it," he growls, his voice hoarse with desire. "Suck my cock until you make me cum." His hands gripping my neck, holding me in place as he fucks my mouth.
I take him as deep as I can, feeling the head of his cock brush against the back of my throat. His hips buck violently, his cock throbbing inside my mouth as he fills me with hot, salty cum. It's thick and potent, and I struggle to swallow every drop, relishing the feel of it sliding down my throat.
As he comes down from his high, I feel his grip on my neck loosen, and he pulls out, his cock slipping wetly from my mouth. He stands there, naked and flushed, watching as I roll onto my side, my breasts heaving with each breath.
"That was amazing," he whispers, running a shaking hand through his hair. "I can't believe I just did that."
"Me neither," I agree, still breathless from the intensity of it all. "It was so... erotic."
Jake smiles at me, his expression a mix of satisfaction and surprise. "I can't believe I just fucked a MILF," he says, laughing nervously.
Tony shrugs, his eyes fixed on my body as I slip into my dress. "She's a hot MILF, though." He comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, giving me a hug . "You know, I've always had a thing for older women. You're really something else." His hands slide up to cup my breasts, his thumbs rubbing over my nipples.
Jake clears his throat, trying to regain control of the situation. "Yeah, well, i should probably get going."as he gets dressed.
Outside, the sun is setting, casting a warm glow over the city. The three of us walk together, our bodies still tingling from the passion that just unfolded. As we walk, I can feel the weight of what just happened beginning to settle in. It's not every day that you have you first threesome.
I get in my car and buckle up, feeling a mixture of exhilaration and confusion. The sun is setting, casting a warm glow over the city as I pull out of the parking lot. Jake and Tony climb into their own cars, and we wave goodbye to each other before driving off. As I navigate through the city streets, I can't help but think about what just happened. It was unlike anything I've ever experienced before.
The car smells of sex, my body still covered in layers of sweat, mixed with saliva and semen. The taste of cum still lingers on my lips and tongue, and I can still feel the warmth of Jake's cum oozing from my pussy. It's both unsettling and arousing at the same time. I remember how his body felt pressed against mine, how he thrust into me with such force. And then there's Tony, who seemed just as eager fuck me.
I pulled into my driveway, parked the car, reclined my seat all the way back and let out a long, shuddering breath. My body felt warm and tingly all over, and my mind was spinning from the memories of what had just happened. It had been... intense. More than I could have ever imagined.
As I reached down between my legs, my fingers immediately found the wetness that had been left behind by Jake and Tony's attentions. I moan softly at the sensation, feeling the familiar tug of desire in my belly. I start to touch myself, reliving the feel of their hands on my body, the taste of their kisses on my skin.
My whole body still tingled with the memory of Jake and Tony's rough touch. I couldn't help but imagine their hands there instead, guiding me through this newfound pleasure. I bit my lip, trying to stifle the moans that threatened to escape, as I imagined them watching me masterbate, can the neighbors see or hear me relieve myself.
As my orgasms subsided, I finally managed to pull myself together enough to open the car door and step out. The cool night air washed over me, bringing with it a sense of clarity and an odd sort of peace. I smiled to myself, still feeling a bit giddy from the entire experience.
The weekend went by slow, I could wait to go back to the studio on Monday. The memory of that Friday afternoon was still fresh in my mind, every detail vivid and alluring. It had been my first time with two men. The thought of it kept me so horny.
As i entered the studio, I took my position at the receptionist desk. A large envelope was there with my name on it. As i looked inside I saw five one thousand dollar bills, I looked at my boss Tony, he smiled and nodded his head.
“The pictures with Jake sold immediately. You did amazing, and you can be sure there will be plenty more work for you. You're a natural at this, you know that?" Tony says, his voice low and warm. I blush and look down at my desk, feeling a mixture of pride and arousal.
“You might want to look at next Friday’s schedule. I have something special planned for you." He winks at me, and I feel a shiver run down my spine.
I glance at the schedule, my heart racing as I read Jake and friend's. "You mean like... the same thing as before?" I manage to choke out, my face burning red.
Tony laughs, a deep, throaty sound that sends a shiver down my spine. "Yes, exactly like that. You're going to be very popular around here,”
My heart races, and my palms grow damp as I imagine what might happen on Friday. The thought of being with multiple young men. I can feel myself growing wet between my legs at the mere idea.
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