New Artist New Naughty!
Chapter 01 of Larry the Horndog Daddy
“You want to what? Isn’t that porn?”
“Well no, Cassandra! At least I don’t think so,” Larry said. “Maybe a little but it’s just me, the photographer and them, the models or clients. Not like I’m bringing in a full video crew.”
“Hmm, okay I guess. I’m out of Ted’s ranch most of the time and it’s a shame to let this studio go unused.”
“Thanks, hon! I’ve had this idea rolling around in my head for a while and I’m ready to try it now.”
Later that day he had shimmering white sheers draped over the ceiling to floor windows which, I admit, filtered the light beautifully. I used it for painting and light was not nearly as important to me as it was to a photographer. And in this particular instance, I thought, for privacy. I handed him the key, wished him luck and headed back out to the ranch.
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I was more thrilled than Cassandra even realized to get my own studio space. I had a set up for graduation pictures in my home, but my wife Myra did not even like that, so I shot mostly outdoors. We had married young and as we aged, she became more of a prude which reflected in her attitude and in our bed.
My daughter, Elise moved out as soon as she turned eighteen and had been on her own, with a good job, for three years. We always texted and often saw each other because she liked to cook for her Daddy. We shared the same dry humor and loved off-color jokes.
Several of her friends modeled for me and had indicated their interest in doing some nudes. With this private space, I could now do that. Myra would have had a fit if I had shot nudes in our house not to mention what I have in mind.
One of the girls and her boyfriend expressed an interest in doing a shoot with me even after I explained what I was looking for. It wasn’t mainstream and as Cassandra said, bordered on porn. Only no one was being exploited or doing anything against their will. No money would be involved. I made it clear posing for this project was totally volunteer.
“Evie!” I opened the door to one of my regular models. “Come in and see my new studio digs!”
“Wow Larry, this is quite an improvement!” She looked around at the large expanse of space.”And no Myra!” We laughed.
“No, and she will never be here. This is my private studio.”
“I like the sound of that.” She wandered over to the bed in the center of the studio space. “Very sexy!”
It was covered with faux leopard fur and had a sheer black backdrop that would be backlit. Whoever had the photographer side of this studio left a huge supply of backdrops, lighting, props, and other photo supplies.
She sat on the edge of the bed running her hands over the fur. I had always wanted to shoot her nude because I knew her clothing covered an awesome body. I’ll admit, even though I have not photographed nudes to this point, all my models were well endowed on top. I love big tits personally and photographically. Evie wore an industrial strength bra. One of those with the wide straps just to hold it all sweet flesh up.
I shot digital of course, but in a format that could be converted to black and white and not lose any of the grays for depth. In the old days they had black and white film and darkrooms, today it takes some digital tweaking to get that same look.
I idolize George Hurrell. He was a glamour photographer from back in the Hollywood Jean Harlow, Greta Garbo days. He shot the sexiest and most sensual photos and used no nudity. A master of erotica, but because he had no nudes, he was not recognized as such.
“Do you want to shoot me nude today?”
“If you’re comfortable with that. I know we are in new territory here.”
“No, I’m fine with it. I love posing for you and seeing the outcome. I can’t wait to see nudes of me,” she said excitedly.
Evie stripped before I could even show her the bathroom, which also had a makeup table with lights, an enormous shower, and a dressing room.
Yes, that bra did hold up some hefty hooters that surprisingly had little sag. Her nipples perched like chocolate kisses and created an upturned effect. The under curve of her breast was a lusciously plump curve. Wide curvaceous hips balanced out her spectacular body.
“Am I okay?”
“Uh, Evie, you’re more than okay. You have a beautiful body and I can’t believe I get the opportunity to photograph you.”
“I guess you must like me,” she said, grinning and glancing down at the front of my pants that my cock had jutting out.
“Yes, I guess that’s the downfall of a male photographer eh,” I said, somewhat embarrassed but knowing it would happen.
My photographer’s instincts took over and I began adjusting the lighting and camera angles.
“Just lie on your side to start and we can go from there. You’re a sexy girl and I think you know what to do to turn guys on. You want to seduce the camera.”
“Okay I can do that but I’d rather seduce you,” she said, smiling.
“For the photograph, okay! It wouldn’t be very practical for me, as a photographer, to get involved with a model and a friend.” She nodded.
“How sexy can I get?”
“I can’t think of any limitations. Do what you’re comfortable with.”
She stretched out her long legs, one knee slightly forward, and held a breast in her hand. “Damn that IS sexy Evie… Spread your fingers a bit… Just give us a peek at that nipple… Tease us with it…” As I talked she changed positions and the flash fired off like a machine gun.
“Okay, go ahead and relax. I’m going to go back through what I have so far to check lighting and all.”
I had my laptop hooked to the camera and was able to see the shots in a larger format. She was seductive alright, I thought. A natural in front of the camera and seductive as hell.
I set up for the next round and noticed she changed the bed platform. All the pillows were piled against the headboard, creating a confetti of colors in silk. She leaned back against the pillows with her knees together and tipped to the side.
“Very sexy. Very very sexy, Evie.”
She raised her arms and grabbed the iron headboard, then crossed her arms above her head, and then crossed her arms below her tits, squeezing them together and I kept firing off shots as she moved.
I didn’t give her any directions, just let her follow her instincts. She was turned on and it came across loud and clear in the resulting shots.
She coyly put her hands over her tits and feet together, opened her legs. I faltered for a moment but picked back up on getting the shots.
Her soft shaved lips were pale pink surrounding darker pink inner folds. She was spread so wide the entrance was clearly visible. She moved and her arm went across both tits and her other hand covered her pussy. Her smile was sly and teasing.
I stopped. “Excuse me for a moment,” I said, walking to the bathroom.
I closed the door, I dropped my pants and boxers. My cock throbbed like never before. My balls ached so that I could no longer concentrate on my work. I had to cum now. It only took a few strokes and I was cumming hard and blowing it into the sink. I ran the water, rinsed the sink, and went back to the studio.
Evie could not hide her smirk, knowing exactly what I was doing in the bathroom. She was smart enough not to say anything and we got going again.
I wanted to get a few final shots on her stomach showing her curvy ass.
“Okay Evie, I think we’re done. You did great! Better than great. You did some fantastic poses which allowed me to keep checking the technical end. Next time you can see the results, okay?”
She slipped her clothes back on. “Thanks! This was a fun experience. Any time you need me, Lar!”
I locked the door behind her and sat at a desk that Cass had tucked into a corner. I rubbed the back of my neck, not realizing the tension I felt until that moment. It was going to be tough to keep it business-like but I did not want to ruin my reputation and then I would never get any serious models to work for me. I opened my calendar so I could begin scheduling for my real projects.
I studied Hurrell’s lighting technique until I knew it backward and forwards and found a model that had an extensive collection of vintage clothing. Shelly had been modeling but wanted to add to her portfolio. She loved to wear retro in daily life, so she was thrilled to exchange her time for images to add to her portfolio. I’ve only seen a few portfolio shots so I have no preconceived ideas for her.
I am one of those rare guys that prefer the art of the tease and want the nudity later rather than earlier. Probably because I have a good imagination and like to use it. I’m betting on other men, and women really, that will also like the tease. Burlesque, pin-up style.
I found an antique fainting couch and a few other props. I double-checked my lighting since I would not be using flash, but hot lights. Hurrell’s work was all about the light and the dark.
Shelly knocked on the door and could not even see her for the armload of clothing she carried. I took some and showed her the dressing room.
“Wear whatever you like, Shelly. We are going to play it loose this time and just have some fun with it,” I said, closing the door.
“I did a lot of research on makeup during the era you want. I hope this is right.”
I looked up and had I been able to get by her hellacious body, I might have seen her makeup. As it was, my eyes were stuck on her hourglass figure. She had the smallest waist and biggest tits I’ve ever seen. Her hips… Her hips were as curvaceous as her top.
To add to the erotic drama unfolding before me, she wore a gown typical for the day back then. She wore a tight-fitting shell pink satin gown, plunging V neckline, and slit up the skirt to her hip. It looked as though if she took a breath, she would pop out.
“Wow, Shelly.” I searched for something that sounded businesslike appropriate. “You look fantastic.” Oh shit, that’s lame, I thought to myself. She smiled. “I just can’t put it into words, I’m sorry. You are the vision I’ve had in my head for this project.”
“Good, I’m so glad we’re on the same page. I’ve been really excited about this project.”
Her makeup was impeccable for the era and she had her long blonde hair in a Veronica Lake swoop over an eye.
“Your makeup. Hair. It’s just perfect. Absolutely perfect.”
“I have this fainting couch since that seems to have been a popular studio prop back then. Have you ever worked with hot lights?”
“Yes, a bit. The outcome was very dramatic and I loved it.”
“Exactly. Dramatic. The highlights and shadows are everything in Hurrell’s work. I will have to adjust your pose probably about as often as I’ll need to move the hot lights. I hope you’ll be comfortable with it.”
“Absolutely. I’m not modest. Just move me or tell me, whichever. I’m fine with it.”
I arranged her so she sat sideways, with her legs tucked back slightly. I was looking for the curve of her body to start at her knee, up over her hip, a tight curve at her ribs. With her arm over the top of the divan, it forced her breasts to nestle together.
The satin was stretched so tightly you could see the bumps of her aureole. I wanted her breasts more on level with each other. “Shelly, I’m going to move your left breast just a bit higher.”
She laughed. “You don’t have to tell me. Just do it. I’m really fine with you touching me. They’re thirty-eight double D by the way. All natural.”
My dick throbbed in my pants and wasn’t fine with it. Not at all. But I had to continue.
I cupped her satin-covered breast and lifted just a bit and the two round globes moved together creating a reverse parenthesis cleavage. Absolutely perfect.
I adjusted the lights and took a test shot. With digital, I had to shoot and color then convert to black and white. I wanted to get it so that I had as little to tweak as possible to convert it over. I adjusted a few more lights.
I had her continue laying on the divan, but leaning back a bit which would separate her breasts. She tipped her head forward allowing the Veronica Lake wave to cover one sultry eye. Her white-gloved hand rested lightly below her chin. Again, I needed to move one breast a bit and as I was adjusting, her nipple hardened in my palm.
“Works both ways I guess,” she said, low and smooth. “Your dick my nipple. Erotic barometers.”
“I think you’re right! At least we know the atmosphere is what it should be.”
“Yes. Hot and sexy.”
Her breast had moved within her gown and the cleavage was off. “Okay, I’m going to tell you this because I’ll have to reach in your gown to adjust your breast.”
“Okay but try to keep both my nipples hard. The other one is getting jealous,” she said laughing.
“I’ll keep that in mind! Don’t want to cause any animosity between them.”
“No, that would be totally bad.”
I slipped my hand in her bodice and worked my fingers under her breast. It was so tight I had to go slow because I didn’t want to pinch her creamy white skin. Now it was perfect. Her nipple was near the edge of the plunging neckline. The only problem was, the other breast needed the same thing done.
“Well, it looks like your other breast is going to get some attention as well.” My hand was at a different angle and slipped in her bodice so that her nipple was in the center of my palm. I heard her sharp intake of breath at the same time her nipple probed my palm.
“Oh, that’s beautiful, Shelly.” I fired off a couple of shots, checked the laptop’s larger images, and shot a few more with various head and hand positions.
“I’m sure you need to stretch. We will change positions now.” She stood up and stretched her arms above her head, which pulled her dress higher.
The slit already came up to the top of her thigh and as it moved higher it revealed a smooth shaved pink pussy. Great I thought, now I have to try to unsee that.
Cassandra had a tall rattan room divider screen and I had some ideas for that. I showed Shelly how I wanted her to pose.
I wanted her to reach up with her right arm and laying her hand on the edge of the screen and her other arm on her hip. I moved her left leg forward and out. An angle of her head, that sultry look and perfect. We adjusted the pose some and I fired off some more shots, we did that about a half dozen more times and we were done.
“I can’t thank you enough for including me in your project, Larry! I have some ideas for accessories that I’ll bring next time,” she said, inspired. “Oh! May I leave the clothes here? If you have another model she can wear them.”
“Sure, that’s fine. And I honestly don’t plan on looking for another model if you’re going to stick around for some more of my shenanigans,” I said, laughing. We set up a day and time for the next shoot.
I couldn’t wait to get the images converted to black and white and began the next morning. I sorted through the images only kept the very best. As I went through each pose, I got to the one with the room divider, the only one that she was standing up.
I blinked, then clicked to enlarge and magnify in. It seemed that when she had her arm stretched up to the top of the screen, her gown pulled up and the slit widened and opened and exposed those creamy plump pussy lips. It was just a peek, but there it was. I created a private file and moved them into that.
Just in time, I thought, walking back into my office and seeing my daughter Elise scrolling through the converted images.
“DADDY!” she nearly screamed. “These are awesome! When did you do these? Where did you do them? Who is that? She’s beautiful?”
“Whoa baby, slow down. It’s from a new project I started, in a new studio, with a new model.”
“Does Mom know?”
“No, and I’d appreciate it if she didn’t find out.” I knew I didn’t have to worry about Elise ratting me out. Since she started college, she and her Mom didn’t get along. I understood because my wife treated her as though she didn’t trust her doing anything. But Elise had never given us a moment’s worry, so I don’t know why.
“No worries Daddy, I sure won’t blab to her.” She went back to scrolling through the images. “This gown is gorgeous! She looks very sexy. She must be a professional model.”
“She is a professional. She collects vintage clothing so those are hers. She left more in the studio,” I said, thinking what were you thinking telling her that.
“Daddy! I want to try them on. Take some pictures of me like that!” She jumped up and wrapped her arms around my neck. “Plllllllllease,” she whispered and kissed me at the corner of my mouth.
“Okay baby, we will set up a shoot for you,” I said, at the same time wondering what I could be thinking.
The next day Elise walked out of the bathroom with a book in her hand and finger waves in her beautiful blonde hair.
“I looked a the picture of Jean Harlow and did my hair like that. Do you like it, Daddy?”
“Baby, you take my breath away.” I just saw her go from college girl to sexy vamp.
“So I can pose for you?”
“Of course you can.”
The next day Elise didn’t have classes and Myra paid little attention to when I came or went, so that was a nonissue.
I unlocked the door to the studio. She walked in and looked around. “Wow, this is some setup. I can see why you want to shoot here.” She walked over to the art studio. “And an artist studio!”
“Nice huh? The clothes are hanging in the dressing room,” said, pointing out the door. “Choose whatever you want.” I had not intended on doing anything serious with Elise but just get in some experimental lighting. I was setting up the hot lights and pulled a wing chair in from the prop room.”
“Okay Daddy, I’m ready,” she said walking into the light.
I turned and what I saw took my breath away. My daughter that normally wore oversize shapeless clothes stood before me in a silk evening gown with a vintage mink stole thrown over her shoulder. Her makeup was perfect. The resemblance to Jean Harlow was unsettling.
“Where did my little girl go.”
She giggled, “Daddy!”
“Baby you are exquisite. I can’t believe I’m looking at my daughter.”
I had her sit in the wingback chair, which was ludicrous. It was also the stupidest thing I could have done because this dress too had a slit up the thigh, and when sat on the edge of the chair, and crossed her legs, it was apparent she was not wearing panties.
Adjusting the lights I glanced down and looked right down her dress, and realized that she had some pretty big breasts. I would bet a C cup for sure. The bodice did not fit as snugly as Shelly’s dress, which was worse because it was loose enough that her tits moved around in the bodice, which was only held up with thin spaghetti straps.
“Okay, stand up we’ll try something different,” I said and she looked at me curiously since we hadn’t done anything yet.
I was trying to figure out what to do with her that would be the least sexy. She nervously smoothed the front of her dress over her stomach and then over her hips. That pressed the dress against her to remind that that she was wearing no underwear under the gown.
My dick approved of that and decided at that moment to give her a standing ovation. Are you fucking kidding me, I thought, trying to will my dick down. Which never works. Okay, I just need to get this over with as soon as I can.
I turned and Elise had found the fainting couch and was laying on it similar to Shelly. Only where Shelly’s tits were confined in the tight bodice, Elise’s were free to roam.
“How’s this Daddy? Is it sexy enough?”
“Yeah baby, very sexy.” I just decided to shoot her and let whatever happen, happen. “That’s nice, just like that.” I looked through the lens. “You’re sort of falling out.”
“Huh?”
“Umm your breasts. They’re big for that top and your uh-”
She looked down. “Oh! My nipple was showing.” She put her hand in the dress and hefted her tit up and out and did the same with the other. “How’s this?”
My dick throbbed its approval. “Perfect baby.”
I fired off a few shots and went to the laptop. Oh my god, I thought, is this, my daughter. This beautiful woman.
“Is everything alright, Daddy?” she said, snapping me out of it.
“It is, yes. You have that stole, just wrap it or toss it over your shoulder, whatever women do with them.”
She sat up, arched her back, thrusting her breasts out, and tossed it over her shoulder, topping it off with a sultry look and pouty lip. I fired more off while she moved the mink, letting the strap slip off her shoulder allowing the bodice to drop and free one breast.
“Oops,” she said, smiling, but making no move to cover up.
I continued to fire off shots while she slid to the edge of the divan, crossing her legs and letting the dress drop away to expose her thigh and ass.
She turned facing the side, dropping a knee to the floor, and with the other leg planted her ankle strap heel on the floor. That allowed a side peek of her smooth cunt lips and the side view of her exposed breast. Her nipple was hard.
She then leaned back on her hand, her back beautifully arched, thrusting her breasts high. The edge of the bodice barely clung to her hard nipple on the other side. A deep breath and that side would fall too.
She turned further and looked back over her shoulder. I hadn’t seen the back until now and felt an ache in my balls when I saw the back was open down to the top of her ass, baring the dimples on each side. Momentarily I forgot to hit the shutter on the camera.
“Daddy?” she said, her voice low and gravelly. I knew she was feeling what I was feeling. But she was my daughter.
“Sorry baby, yes.”
She stood up with her back to me. She put a knee on the divan, tossed the mink over her shoulder, and looked back. I fired continuously. She turned slightly and put a hand on her hip. That strap finally slid off her shoulder and the bodice front dropped to her waist baring her fleshy tits.
She turned and coyly held the stole across her tits, totally hiding them, then dropping incrementally until her breasts were revealed.
I did not stop her and she did not seem to want to stop.
She tossed the mink on the divan and leaned on both hands, stretching the filmy soft silk across her globes. Her tits hung and swayed below her and she looked back over her shoulder. I was still firing off shots. I didn’t want to miss a thing.
She turned and lay down, leaving one leg off the edge, the other knee pulled up, essentially spreading herself wide open. But not to my eyes or camera. She tipped her pelvis up and I could see the two soft humps of her pussy lips below her flat belly.
The dress was crumpled at her waist, baring her above and below.
“Daddy,” she whispered, her fingers going between her legs. Her lips were parted and she watched me.
“Oh baby, yes,” I whispered.
I understood. This was for me. Our eyes were locked as she stroked her clit. Her lips parted, her pink tongue flicked across her lips. She gasped and arched, moaning low and long. Suddenly she collapsed on the divan. The flashes stilled, the camera stopped.
She got up and walked over to me and brushed the back of her hand over the front of my pants. I swallowed hard and trailed my fingers over a breast, teasing the nipple hard. She whimpered.
“Go get dressed, Elise,” I said, turning and closing my laptop
The next days were busy and I was able to avoid seeing Elise more than a few minutes in passing. I did not feel right about what happened. As an adult, I was supposed to be the smarter one. She is in college and finding adventure around every corner, but I cannot be part of her adventure.
I stayed fit. Worked out, but probably not as often as I should. Tried to eat well. My wife though had let herself go through the years. She was overweight and just did not take pride in herself. It has been years since she has shown an interest in me sexually. She often turns me down, but will occasionally have sex with me. I think more out of duty, so I don’t ask often.
That I am shooting all this sexual stuff doesn’t help and that keeps me constantly horny. If I am not in the studio looking at sexy women, I am looking at them when I am converting the images to black and white and editing them. Between Shelly and Elise, I am going to go out of my mind. I will end up cumming in the bathroom all the time.
“Daddy, I want to see my pictures. Are you done editing? Mom’s gone.”
I was sitting at my desk in my home studio and had had just finished editing her shots. Which accounted for the bulge in my lap that was going to tough to hide from Elise because she was now hanging over the back of my chair looking at the computer screen.
“That’s me?”
“Don’t recognize yourself eh,” I said and laughed. “These came out beautiful baby. You are great in front of the camera.
She put her arms around my shoulders and kissed my neck below my ear. “I felt sexy,” she whispered.
“I know you did baby. And it shows in the images.”
“You made me feel sexy,” she whispered, running her hand down my chest.
My cock throbbed as her hand got nearby. I was frozen, unable to stop her. Hoping she would, praying she would not. Her breath was steamy in my ear. Her hand slipped under my t-shirt and her fingers were beneath the elastic band of my shorts.
Oh my god, no, I thought. This isn’t right. The head of my cock was in her fingertips, her thumb spreading the precum. I gripped the arms of my office chair. She lightly ran her fingertips around the ridge.
“Daddy, I want to see your cock.”
I would have done anything for her at this point. I lifted my ass off the chair and shoved my sport shorts down. My cock stood up lewdly from my lap, swaying and throbbing for attention. My balls below, fat and full.
Elise spun my chair around and dropped to her knees. She weighed my balls in her soft hand. She trailed a finger down my cock, from the tip to my balls. I felt her steamy hot breath. So close. My hips spontaneously pushed up. Wanting those sweet pink lips to wrap around my cock. Big baby blue eyes looked up while she flicked her tongue across the tip of my cock.
“Oh baby,” I moaned. I have never felt like this for anyone. Ever.
She rubbed the sensitive head on her wet tongue Teasing me, she wrapped her lips around the head, running her tongue around the edge, then tightened her lips and sucked. All the while those baby blues were trained on me. Taking in every reaction. Her fingers never quit working my balls.
I pushed up again. God how I needed her mouth.
“You want to fuck my mouth, Daddy?” The words made my balls ache and all I could do is moan.
Suddenly my cock was deep in her throat and I shouted out. She sucked hard and her teeth raked the shaft with a painful pleasure as she pulled up just until her lips were around the head. She wrapped her fingers tightly around the base and began fucking my cock with that hot wet mouth. My hips started to move. Slowly at first but with a fierceness, I never knew I had. She leaned over my lap, wrapped her arms around me to grab my bare ass while I fucked her mouth.
I felt a craving that was new to me. I long ago lost control and only needed to get to my release. I pounded into her mouth and she began to moan. It vibrated through my balls and my body. I held her head, thrust up, and began pumping my seed down her throat. She took it all, looked up with a provocative smile. Where the hell did my girl learn to be such a good cocksucker, I thought to myself.
“Larry, are you home,” Myra screeched as the front door slammed. She walked into the room and saw me sitting at my desk and a smiling Elise in the chair across from me. ‘Oh, you’re here,” she said to Elise.” After she left the room we looked at each other and rolled our eyes.
Elise’s friend and her boyfriend were scheduled with me the next day at the studio and I was getting a little nervous. This was going to be so far out of my wheelhouse that I hoped I was not in over my head.
I hung out at the studio all day to get everything prepared, and also to stay out of Myra’s way. I needed to relax and she did nothing but wind me up.
I thought I heard a light tapping on the door. I peeked around the sheer that covered the door and saw Elise standing there.
“Baby, what are you doing here?”
She held up a bag. “I brought you lunch, and, I thought you might want me to pose for you today.”
We sat down at a little table tucked in the corner and unwrapped our sandwiches. “Yesterday probably wasn’t a good idea you know.”
“You didn’t like me sucking your cock, Daddy?”
“Well yeah of course I did but–”
“So what’s the problem,” she said, cutting me off.
Indeed, my cock said, what IS the problem, Larry. But I said, “Because it’s not right. You’re my daughter.”
“You liked looking at me naked the other day. Your cock obviously liked it.”
Well, yeah. “But that doesn’t make it right, baby.”
She popped the last french fry in her mouth. Watching me she grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and had it over her head in a flash. Those fabulously big tits were out and on full display for me. She sat back in the chair and crossed her legs, nonchalantly.
“Oh Elise,” I said, groaning.
“I brought something I wanted you to take pictures of me in.”
“Okay okay, go get dressed then.” Anything was better than her sitting here half-naked, I thought.
I went to set up the camera and hook up a flash.
“Okay Daddy, I’m ready.”
“All right baby, just use whatever prop you want. I’ll be right over.”
Her back was to the light which
filtered through
the sheer floor-length negligee. This was straight from the 1960s Playboy. What many a guy that found his Dad’s stash of magazines grew up jacking off to.
“I found this in a shop downtown,” she said. “Do you think it’s sexy?”
Are you fucking kidding me? The blood rushed to my cock so quickly I felt lightheaded.
“You are sexy in it,” I said, forced to be honest.
She walked up to me and laid her hands on my chest. “I know you like to be experimental in your photography and I had an idea.”
Oh no, do I want to hear this, I thought. “What’s that?”
She hooked her fingertips in the waistband of my pants and my cock throbbed a beat against my pants to be set free.
“I was thinking… Since I’ve seen your cock…..” No sense arguing that I thought. “And I want to do a super sexy photoshoot…” She stopped.
“And?” I said, clearing my throat.
She tugged on my pants and reflexes made me grab her hips. Oh god, her skin was so hot through that silky sheer that slipped over her skin. I was almost to the point I would agree to anything.
“And I want to look as sexy as I can. Like I’m ready fuck, someone. Like I need a cock bad.”
“Elise,” I groaned.
“This might be a little kinky,” she said and I groaned. “But I think it would be fun.” Oh god, I thought, get to the point before I cum right in my pants. “When you are photographing me, you could be naked too.” She let out a big breath.
I thought for a moment. As she said, she has seen my dick, so there’s that. It would be more comfortable to be freeballing rather than jammed in my shorts. And since she is not naked. And I know my boundaries and can keep her there.
“I guess I don’t see why it would hurt, but we will not—”
“Yay Daddy!” She grabbed me and started jumping up and down, her tits bumping and bouncing against my chest. She gave me a quick kiss, right on the mouth, grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt, my head.
“Easy baby,” I said, as she had already unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. “Let me get my shoes off first.” I laughed, thinking this was going to be a long photoshoot and I would have to stay on my toes and boundaries always in sight.
I set the hot lights up while she found an old wooden street light mounted on wheels in the storeroom. She stood next to it, her hip cocked, legs spread wide with one toe pointed. She had tiny clear-heeled vintage slippers on with a marabou bow with a rhinestone center.
I snapped on the hot light behind her. Her body was in perfect silhouette.
“Baby, you look like you’re preparing to thumb a ride,” I said smiling. “Very sexy.”
“Would you pick me up, Daddy? When I’d open the car door you’d be sitting there naked.” I was so busy with the camera and lights I already forgot I was naked, and smiled, letting her continue. “That big cock would probably be standing straight up in your lap like it was yesterday, but I wouldn’t know you.”
I was having a bit of trouble concentrating already. I fired off a few shots and moved the hot lights. She adjusted the negligee so the slit was open to her hip, her leg extended out but the folds of the shell pink sheer veiled her bare pussy.
“Beautiful baby, beautiful.” I took a few more shots and walked over to modify her pose a bit. I turned her shoulders but wanted her to continue standing the same way. “Twist your upper half. Keep your hips the same way.” I stepped back. “Great! Let me get a couple of shots.”
I looked through the viewfinder and just saw the perfect amount of breast in the silhouette. “Love it!”
I went back over and had her reach above her head to grasp the light pole. “Okay baby, now push your ass back.”
Her back was arched and her breasts thrust out. The negligee robe didn’t allow enough light through for the backlight. I unclasped the robe between her tits and brushed it back. Now her tits were encased in just the sheer. I stepped back to get an overall view.
“One more thing, Elise,” I said, at the same time teasing her nipples hard.
“Mmmm Daddy, that gets me hot.”
“Good, I thought that’s how you wanted to look.” I got a few shots, then had her kick her foot back and then up. “Okay, you can relax now.”
She came over to look at the images as they went across the laptop screen. “I can believe how beautiful you make me look, Daddy.”
She had her arms up for a while and got a little stiff. She rolled her shoulders. “Here, let me rub the kinks out.”
I stood behind her and she slipped the robe off her shoulders. As I massaged and worked on her shoulders the spaghetti straps slipped off her shoulders. She moaned and leaned back into me.
“Feels so good, Daddy.” At that moment she relaxed a bit more and her ass pressed against my bare cock. She moaned. “Don’t stop.” As I rubbed her upper arms and shoulders her body rocked and she rubbed harder against my cock. It got harder and hotter feeling her body just a nothingness away.
“Let’s get back to work, Elise,” I said, stepping back before I lost all common sense.
I moved an ornate chair to the center of the studio and turned the seat to the back. I kept the backlight and pulled another to the side.
“Okay baby, this is what I want you to do. You’re going to take the gown off and put the robe on. Lean your butt on the chair back… No more your hip side of your butt,” I said and we both laughed. “Just use it for balance rather than leaning your whole weight on it. Extend your right leg straight, toe pointed. Point your left toe and bend your knee, angling it slightly over the right.”
I stepped back. “Perfect! Are you comfortable?” She nodded enthusiastically. I checked the camera for lighting. I stood in front of Elise, not believing how fucking sexy she looked. I pushed the robe back, baring her body. The robe slipped off one shoulder, the robe just clinging to her shoulder.
I went to the camera. “God baby you look so fucking sexy.” I watched her look at my throbbing cock. Her eyes went dark and heavy. “Tip your chin up and show me those great tits baby. Show everyone those gorgeous things.”
I fired off several shots as I talked to her and her facial expressions changed. “Lick your lips baby. Those talented lips. Remember what you did to me yesterday.” Her lips parted slightly and I saw the tip of her tongue. “Oh yeah, baby. You loved sucking your Daddy’s cock, didn’t you?
Her legs parted slightly and she jutted her smooth shaved pussy out. “Put your left hand over your pussy. Flat hand. Tease us with it. You know we want to lick that pussy. Fuck that pussy. Make us work for it.”
She moved her right hand to her left breast, her forearm hiding her right tit while she pinched her nipple harder. “Oh you are a tease aren’t you baby. You know how many men want some of those. They want to suck that big nipple into their hot mouths. They want to squeeze and knead your voluptuous tits.”
The camera ratcheted constantly. I could not stop taking pictures of her. She began moving on her own now. Her middle finger slipped back and I could tell she was rubbing her cunt.
l leaned back on the chair and held her hips while she rode my pole. Those fantastic tits bounced and jiggled. She squeezed them, kneaded them. Pulled her nipples out long and hard.
“I’m going to fuck you Daddy until you shoot your seed deep inside me. I’m going to milk your cock with my tight cunt.”
She kissed me, stroking her tongue in and out of my mouth. My hands were on her tits, groping her like it was the first time I had tits in my hand. She had me wild.
I stood up with her impaled on my cock and followed her down on the bed, still connected. I sank into the cradle of her soft thighs, drew back until my cock head was at her entrance, and thrust in deep.
She moaned, dug her heels in, and met me thrust for thrust. Our bodies pounded together. We gasped and grown and growled. We fucked harder and faster.
I had my daughter under me finally and I was deep inside her. Connected as we had never been before. Joined as father and daughter. As lovers. A whole new relationship.
“God baby I want to fuck you forever,” I growled in her ear.
She whimpered. “Daddy your cock in my cunt. The closest we can be. We are joined together.”
She felt the same as I did. I raised up so my cock abraded her clit. She sobbed and I felt her cunt tighten even more on my cock. My ears rang and I drove deep, my cock pumped into her and I shouted aloud. I heard her wail at the same time.
I rolled off her to the side and held her against me. We gasped. I tried to come to terms with what just happened. What happened to my boundaries. Realizing that we can now never go back to just Father and Daughter. We are that and now lovers. We fuck. We have sex. She sucks my dick.
I cannot think of the last time Myra and I had sex. Or the last time she even touched me in any intimate way. How could she produce such a sexual daughter? The antithesis of her. Had she ever been this sexy? I tried to remember back, but could not.
“Daddy, you’re not regretting this already are you?” She rolled to her side and rested her head on my shoulder, fingers toying with my chest hair.
“I probably should, but I don’t.”
“I know Myra is a bitch to you too, Daddy.” They were never close and I do not know if Elise ever called her Mom or even Mother.
“We haven’t had the best relationship.”
For some reason, I felt free of Myra now. Was it because I fucked her daughter. I really think it was just because I fucked anyone but her, but she would be incensed knowing I had my dick in Elise. I stifled a laugh at the thought of her seeing Elise with my dick in her mouth.
Elise toyed with the hair around the base of my dick and held my balls in her hand. “I love learning you, Daddy. You’re so sexy. I just can’t believe I’m here with you like this.”
“I know baby, me too.” I gathered her up and half pulled her on top of me. I just needed her that close. I kneaded her round ass globes. She buried her face in my neck.
I was needy for someone this close to me. I had not realized how much I missed affection. Just this kind of touching. I had just let Myra push me away through the years without realizing how much I was hurting myself.
I stroked my hand up and down her back and I heard her soft even breathing. My girl had fallen asleep on me.
I remembered back. I was a sexual man before I got married. I fucked around a lot, and let a lot of women walk out of my life that I probably should not have. Why did I pass on them and choose Myra? I had a little redhead that adored me. She was petite. She loved gymnastics but could not get far because she had huge tits. At least for her petite body. She introduced me to titty fucking, and nearly the whole book of Kama Sutra because she was so flexible.
I smiled, remembering Sheila. She loved to be tied up and blindfolded. Oh, I had some fun with her. She learned how much she liked to be spanked from me. She learned the painful pleasure of nipple clamps. We had a closet full of sex toys. From butt plugs and crops to a variety of cock rings for me. And it just occurred to me that Sheila could not just have vanilla sex and that is why I moved on.
I don’t know why or where this introspection was coming from, but it was enlightening to me. Maybe it was perfect timing with my daughter and lover in my arms. It was a new life-breath.
I did remember Myra before we married now. Funny how I forgot. She worked in the college library and was very prim and proper. I think I liked that about her. I was used to overtly sexual girls. Myra was an enigma I guess. A challenge. I hit on her for a month I think. Finally, I ran across her back in the dusty tombs of the library.
She had a tight button-up sweater on. Elise got her big bust from her Mom, and Myra had the same problem of her clothes stretching over her tits. I put my finger through the gap in the sweater. I remember she giggled, so I pushed my finger in a bit more and started stroking her soft titty flesh. Her chest heaved and I opened a few more buttons to get my hand in, but her bra cup covered so much of her breast, I counted’ get my hand in.
I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She cried out, but I stifled it with a kiss and a hand around her tit. I thumbed her nipple and she groaned in my mouth. I leaned her against a library chair and reached under her skirt, pushing her cotton panties aside. Her cunt was soaked and I easily slipped my finger in. She moaned again and I clamped my mouth on hers. I finger fucked her. Her pelvis began rocking back and forth.
I whispered in her ear, “Next time it’ll be my cock.” Her pussy squeezed my finger as she came in shudders.
Eventually, she did get my cock buried in her virgin cunt. She had to be the only college virgin I remember thinking. Two weeks later she told me she was pregnant. With Elise.
I had remembered it all but put it out of my mind. I resented Myra for getting pregnant, but it’s not like it was not my fault as well.
I slowly squirmed out from under Elise. She didn’t wake up, but rolled on her back, arms above her head. God those tits drove me wild and I wanted to latch on, but I had something else in mind.
I stood at the bottom of the bed. When she rolled off me, her legs spread wide. I could see the dark pink slit of her pussy. The soft smooth lips.
I lightly stroked her inner thighs and spread those soft lips. My tongue lapped the length of her slit. I heard a little mewl. I flicked my tongue across her clit and she pushed up a bit. I put my mouth on her cunt and licked and sucked until she was moaning and I was holding her down. I kept it up and wouldn’t let go. She cried and moaned, wanting to cum, but I kept her on the edge.
“Daddy, oh Daddy, god that feels so good. What you’re doing with your mouth. “Eat me, Daddy. Oh my god,” she whimpered.
She thrust and rubbed her cunt on my face. I lapped at her juices and nibbled on those soft smooth lips. I stroked her rosebud, teasing, then gently pushed the tip of my finger in. She groaned louder and I began stroking in and out her ass and sucking on her clit rhythmically, taking her over the edge. She shouted and arched, her body went stiff as the orgasm racked through her body.
She was limp in my arms. “Oh my god, Daddy,” she kept repeating. I tasted my daughter on my lips, and we both dozed off.
It was dark and late when I woke up. Elise was curled against my side, her fingers curved around my hardening cock. My movements woke her up.
“What time is it,” she said, squinting at the clock. “Oh, it’s late. Myra is going to wonder what happened to you.”
“I’ll text her some excuse so she doesn’t call me in as a missing person,” I stood up. “Now get your sexy ass up and let’s go take a shower and order a pizza in. We’re spending the night here.”
Cassandra’s shower was the most decadent shower I’ve ever had the pleasure to use. It was huge, had a built I seat, loads of soaps and shampoos, jets coming out everywhere, and a big rain shower head.
I adjust the water and said, “Come in little lady. I watched her step under the cascading water. Rivulets running down her tits and streaming off her nipples. I dripped some shampoo in my hand and began shampooing her hair. Rubbing tiny circles on her scalp. As I massaged her scalp her head fell back and she began moaning.
“He’s not only good with a mouth on my pussy, but good with his fingers in my hair.”
“I have many talents to use on you, my love.”
“Oh you do, do you,” she said with a smirk. “I guess we’ll be keeping each other busy eh.”
She tipped her head back and let the water rinse her hair. Her back was arched, her breasts pushed up and out. I could not get enough of looking at her.
Suddenly her hands went to her pussy and started slowly stroking up her body. I stared, not noticing her peeking at me out of the corner of her eye. Her hands cupped her tits and she palmed her nipples hard. She began kneading her creamy flesh and moaning. Pushing her tits together and pinching her nipples together.
She reached over for the body soap and lathered it between her hands. She turned and began running her hands down my chest to my dick that was wildly waving for attention.
“You little vixen, you set me up,”
She giggled and wrapped her slick hand around my cock, cupping my balls in the other. “Why Daddy, would I ever tease you?” And she gave my cock a squeeze.
“Mmmm you are one bad girl.” I pulled her against me.
Her tits rubbed against my slippery chest and I could feel her nipples harden into bullets. She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissed me, and rubbed the front of her body against mine. My cock slipped between her legs and she slid back and forth on it.
“Oh Daddy, you’re turning your daughter on again. She’s hot for you again. She needs your cock again,” she whispered, her lips brushing mine.
She turned, bent over, and leaned on the shower seat, opening her cunt to me. “Fuck me like this, Daddy. Hump me. Fill my cunt with that big fat Daddy cock.”
Her words had the power to push my control. I held her hips and drove into her, deep and hard. She pushed back and ground into me. She grunted as I pounded into her. It was rough and hard sex. I humped her like an animal and reached under her and mauled her swaying tits. She put her hands over mine and squeezed harder.
She whimpered with painful pleasure but kept her hands on mine to squeeze harder while I pounded into her. My balls banged her clit. Her cunt clenched my cock over and over as waves of orgasms rolled through her. That milking sent me over the edge and I pumped my seed all over her ass.
After we toweled off, Elise used Cassandra’s body lotions and oils to cream and scent her body. I could not help but watch her stroke the white cream down each leg, her arms, and across her chest. She handed me the bottle and I began stroking it gently over her tits. Her creamy skin was so soft to my touch and I rubbed the cream in using my fingertips on her nipples. I saw a silky robe and helped her put it on.
The pizza delivery guy got an eyeful when she insisted on answering the door in that robe. When she reached to take the box, the sash loosened and she winked.
“You are a vixen aren’t you.”
“I guess I can be. You brought it out in me I think,” she said laughing. “Is that okay?”
“That you’re a vixen? Fuck yeah,” I said. Oddly it turned me on to see her get the delivery guy hot.
We pulled the sheet over us and she put her head on my shoulder. “I didn’t know you were so open-minded, Daddy.”
“I’m just remembering that myself, baby.” I kissed her on the head.
I thought about how my life changed that day. I silently laughed thinking I would never have believed I got it up so many times a day ago. I felt so alive and sexual again. I thought it was dead inside me. Gone. Never to be seen again.
I had kept myself in good shape and think I’m relatively attractive. I’m no longer waiting for Myra to do something. She never will, so I am. I am going out and meeting people. Women specifically. Maybe trying for a little younger than me, but not as young as Elise.
I want someone with an open mind. Those that are homophobic are small and narrow-minded bigots with something up their ass alright, their heads. Just because you are not into something does not mean it is a license to be hateful.
Elise shifted in her sleep and curled her fingers lightly around my cock. I want an older version of my daughter. That is what I need. Are they out there, I wondered. A woman with a libido that matches mine. That is open-minded but respects my wants and needs and I would respect hers.
I yawned but was not ready to sleep yet.
I mean what would I really want in a woman, I thought. Someone that wanted sex every day. Maybe not ball-busting animal sex, but a blow job or even a hand job would keep me happy. But we would need occasional banging off the walls screaming sex too.
I need to get some sleep I thought, tomorrow is a big shooting day and I cannot be tired.
…
I got in the studio early to prep for today’s shoot. It was my main project and would be edgy and far from my normal. Since Elise, I found myself growing and pushing myself. Myra had beat me down through the years and I did not realize it until my daughter opened my eyes.
“Hi, Letty, nice to see you again!” She was one of Elise’s closest friends but as they grew older they also grew apart. It was a chance meeting Letty that got the ball rolling. She asked for some photographs of her and her boyfriend and I knew I could move on with my project.
She hugged me warmly, and because she was so petite I bent over just to hug her back. “I was so glad to run into you the other day, Larry! I was going to call you about taking some photographs of us anyhow, so that was perfect timing!”
She turned to her boyfriend, as large as she was small. “This is Eddie. We’re engaged!”
I had to tip my head back to even begin to look into his eyes. He had a powerful handshake that fit his broad shoulders and thick chest.
“Nice to meet you Eddie and congrats you two!” I led them into the studio. Eddie created quite a presence in the high ceilinged space. “So I’m compelled to ask… You play football?”
He laughed. “Yeah, I was drafted out of college and had a career-ending injury.” I winced. “ACL never was right.”
“Sorry man, that had to have been tough,” I grimaced and he nodded.
“Bright side is I’m currently being interviewed for coaching jobs.”
“So Larry, I told Eddie you’d be cool with us wanting some sexy pictures of us.”
“Of course! In fact, since I’ve moved into this studio, nudes and other more x-rated content is becoming my specialty.”
“And you said you had a project you’d like to use us for which we are excited about.”
“It sounds very intriguing,” Eddie said. “I’ve been pretty body-centric all my life and love to show it off.”
“You two are amazing. I’ll show you the dressing room. You’ll find everything you need there I believe. Robes are hanging on the back of the door.”
I had to change a few things to accommodate Eddie’s size and had just finished when I heard him padding across the studio. He didn’t bother with a robe which did not surprise me.
His body was massive and the muscles rippled under his smooth nearly unmarked skin. His movements were panther-like. A quick glance revealed a normal dick, which I admit did give me pause when I saw his size.
Letty came out sans robe as well. She was beautifully petite and if it weren’t for her large breasts, could be mistaken for someone much younger than her eighteen years. I handed them a bottle of massage oil.
“I’d like you to apply this to each other. Not too much, just enough to give a nice sheen to your skin.”
“Mmmm, I’m going to like this,” Eddie said and proceeded to warm some oil between his hands.
I heard giggling and soft moaning behind me as I set up the camera and made sure the hot lights were ready. I would be using them for the shots for my project.
“Okay! We’re ready I think,” Letty said. I turned and blinked. “Is this what you wanted?”
I tried not to stare but holy crap this guy went from average cock Joe to Ron Jeremy. I must have been starting because both Eddie and Letty laughed.
“You look like I did the first time I saw him with an erection,” Letty said laughing.
“Yeah, it’s just that it was a shocker….” I said, trailing off.
After the initial shock, I had them stand and just move through some poses on their own. They wanted shots that looked candid, which I loved. They began kissing, but the poor guy was bent over just to kiss her. I stopped them and dragged a big black soft leather chair out.
“See if this works better for you.”
Eddie sat down and she sat on his lap. The chair was wide enough that he could spread out easily. The alternate is between his size and the oversize chair, she looked even more petite. These shots would border on taboo if she didn’t have C-cup titties. Although I believe she might have had some enhancement, their shape was natural.
She lay across his arms kicking her feet and arching her back. She was laughing and he looked at the camera with a WOW expression.
“You guys are great!”
She continued her gymnastic poses on him which had I not witnessed, would have thought weird.
She turned as if she was going to straddle him, but her legs were straight up and spread. He easily moved her up so the V of her legs was mid-chest. Her head rested on his cock. He looked down and licked his lips then looked at me. I nodded, knowing what he wanted to do.
The flash was firing as he locked his mouth over her pussy. She grabbed the arms of the chair and arched. He held her hips while he licked and tongued her clit. She moaned and it was not long until her body stiffened in a moaning orgasm.
“Eddie!” she said gasping. He smiled. “That gives me another idea though,” she said with a wicked smile.
Someone she came over the chair, over his shoulder so her face was in his crotch. He helped her move her thighs to each side of his head. She sucked his meaty stick right in her mouth, her nose in his balls in this upside-down position. She knew everything he liked because he was groaning almost immediately.
I was getting lots of close-up shots of her pussy in his face, her face in his balls, and cock in her mouth. At least until she stopped before he came. She flipped around before we even knew what she was doing.
“This is how I want him for the whole shoot,” she said looking at his jerking, throbbing cock. “Or at least until later.” She may be tiny but she held the crop in that relationship, I thought, laughing to myself.
“Phew, you guys. Tough to keep up with you. Take a break while I check the shots and some stuff on the technical end.”
I quickly scrolled through the pictures on the laptop. They were both unbelievably photogenic. The camera loved them and their bodies. They could both easily be professional models, I thought.
They went through another series of poses they wanted for themselves that would be in color. I had told them that the ones we would do in black and white would be much more intimate and they were excited about that.
I wanted to edit the images before they saw them so I changed to another directory and a few camera settings. Turned the studio lights off and the hot lights on.
They were already on the bed and I asked them to just do whatever they do in foreplay, before making love. Their bodies were in tune yet they were aware of me and without words, worked with me.
She stretched like a cat on his body, arching her body so her nipples just kissed his chest. The backlight made it incredible. She mentioned she was a dancer with accounted for her grace and flexibility. She hovered over him and dropped a nipple in his mouth, painting his lips with her hard nipple. Touching it to the tip of his tongue. He sucked it into his mouth and tugged and pulled it longer.
I had moved in to get close-ups. She backed down his body, her tits swaying and barely scraping his body as she went. His cock lay thick on his stomach, too big and heavy to stand up. She stroked his cock with her tits to his groans.
She flicked her tongue on his cock and he jerked, moaning. I wondered how much teasing he could take. I took shot after shot.
Since there was no distracting flash, just a dark studio, and lighting on their bodies, it was an erotic atmosphere. They were vaguely aware of my presence, enough to keep shots open and not hidden behind her long hair, etc.
She trailed her tongue from his balls to the tip of his cock and he trembled. “Oh baby, I can’t take much more.”
Liking the symmetrical shots of them in the chair, I asked him to sit on the edge of the bed. His legs were spread wide, balls dropped down over the edge of the bed. I had her straddle him and wrap her legs around him.
I wanted close-ups of his cock standing up between them, tucked between her pussy lips. I shot the same thing over her shoulder so her tits were in focus, cock and pussy soft focus. I had her hold his hands and fall back so her hair cascaded to the floor, which showed his cock coming up between their bodies.
I brushed through her hair so it would feel like a waterfall. “Mmm Larry that felt good. Anyone that plays with my hair wins a piece of my heart.”
“That’s good because I’d like to use your hair in more shots coming up.”
“She’s not kidding, Larry,” Eddie said. “she has had the hots for you for a long time.”
“Eddie!” she chastised him, lamely. “He’s right. I always thought you were the hot Dad of the group. Dad I’d Like to Fuck,” she said laughing.
“I’m flattered, Letty. Truly.” Thinking back I always looked at her more than the others.
I had her underneath Eddie and swept her hair across her tits, just letting her nipples peek through. Another over the shoulder from his angle. She was a photographer’s dream. They both were.
It was running late. I never imagined they would be such great models. “Okay, you’ll be relieved to know you can fuck any time you want. Just whatever positions you want. Remember I might be right in between you or even in the way.
“Take your clothes off and join in,” Eddie said. “I’d love to see Letty get her dream, Dad.”
Whoa, I thought. “Mmmm that’s very enticing, but I need to keep working.”
“Think about it for next time,” Eddie said, looking at me seriously. I nodded.
They had more positions than the Kama Sutra and it was all I could do to keep up with them. I will have some late nights editing through all these shots.
Elise bounced in the studio that evening. “Wow Daddy, who is that?”
“You don’t recognize her?”
She flipped through a few of the images. “Is that Letty?” I nodded. “Damn, is that her boyfriend?” I nodded again. “Phewwwwwwww.”
I laughed. “You’d like some of that
I bet.”
“Crap, I don’t think it would fit!” She put her hand on my rapidly expanding crotch. “Besides, this is what I want.”
“You charmer you,” I said, kissing her. She slid over the arm of the chair to sit on my lap. “Ummm, you dressed for your Daddy I see.” I slid my hand under her crop t-shirt and teased a naked tit with my fingers.
“Mmm Daddy, you know what I like,” she said, arching her back.
I pushed the office chair back and she pulled her shirt over her head baring her fabulous tits to me.
“Mmmm and my daughter knows what I like,” I said as I latched on to her nipple.
“Is that bed ready? I think I need Daddy’s cock inside me.”
“That can be arranged.”
“By the way, has Myra taken care of you lately?” she asked.
I laughed. “What do you think?”
“Myra would probably be pissed if she knew I was getting some of this huh,” she said, caressing my cock and balls.
“She wouldn’t miss me, but the thought of you and I together would probably outrage her.”
“Do you think she would leave you?”
“I’m sure!” I said, laughing. “After she cut my dick off.”
I rolled her under me and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around me and spread her sweet thighs. She stroked my back and kneaded my ass, pulling me against her.
“You want me, baby?” I whispered, kissing her neck. She arched and I nibbled her shoulder and across.
“Oh please,” she whimpered. I kissed and nipped my way across her soft creamy tits and circled her nipples. “Oh my god,” she arched. “They’re aching.”
“Get on your hands and knees.” She rolled her ass in the air, tits hanging and swaying beneath her. I brought a large antique mirror in earlier and positioned it so we could watch ourselves. “Look, Elise, watch us. Look how sexy you look, baby.” Her back was arched and I smoothed my hands over her ass and held her hips.
“Oh god Daddy,” she murmured, watching us fucking. “You’re so hot. I love watching you pound your cock into me.”
“My sweet I’m cumming soon,” I growled. Grunting with every stroke into her tight cunt. She moaned and I watched her throw her head back, her lips parted and that sent me over the edge. I slammed into her and exploded. I held her hips tight, grunting louder and louder.
She collapsed beneath me and I dropped to her side.
“Oh my god Daddy, you were stoked today. Did Letty get you hot?” I didn’t reply immediately. “It’s okay. I don’t mind if she did. She always had it for you so I figured she would show you what she had.”
“Well yeah, she said I was a DILF, Daddy I’d Like to Fuck.” Elise laughed.
“That’s an awesome way to put it,” she said, still laughing.
She snuggled into me. “So tell me, Daddy, did she get your cock hard? She’s a dancer so she has a knockout body I know. Did you want to fuck her? Would you if you had the chance?”
“Elise!” I laughed. “Her boyfriend is a football player and I’d rather not get my ass kicked.” For some reason, I didn’t add that her boyfriend did indeed want me to fuck Letty.
The next evening I thought I had better spend some time at home, so I told Myra I’d be home for dinner. We had a fairly pleasant dinner. I wanted to help her clean up but she sent me to watch television in the living room.
“Anyone home?” Elise hollered, coming in the front door.
“Hey baby, what’re you doing here.” She plopped down on the couch next to me.
“I was bored and thought I could catch a meal here, but looks like I missed it.”
“There were leftovers, Mom will gt some for you.”
“Nah, that’s alright.” She leaned her head on my shoulder. I wasn’t alarmed, she usually sat near me.
Myra come in and sat in the chair kitty-corner from the sofa, with just a nod to Elise. I cringed inwardly, wishing she would put forth the effort with her daughter, but they were so different I couldn’t see it happening.
Elise began stroking my arm, that sensitive underarm from elbow to armpit. Something I had only recently discovered. I crossed my legs to hide my quickly growing cock. Elise sat on the other side of me, so Myra didn’t’ have a good view, but a bulge in my lap might tip her off.
Elise had her head on my shoulder and I noticed that she had a direct view of Myra, who was intent on the evening news. Elise slipped her hand under my t-shirt and burrowed her fingers in my chest hair. She occasionally pinched my nipples, which she was well aware drove me nuts. My cock jerked in response and I glanced at Myra before adjusting myself.
Slowly her hand slid lower. Once it got to the waist of my sport shorts it easily slipped under the stretchy band. I gave Elise a sideways glance but she ignored me. Her hand was on my throbbing cock. The danger of the situation only fanned the flames.
I grabbed one of the sofa pillows and rested my arm on it, which helped block Myra’s view.
Elise stroked the head of my cock spreading precum. She tapped her fingers lightly up and down the shaft. Then she went after my balls. Rolling them on her fingers, scratching with he nails, lightly tugging. She suddenly stopped.
“Elise, are you sleeping through the news?” Myra asked.
“Must have dozed off. I should get home anyhow,” she said slowly easing her hand out of my shorts.
“I’ll walk you out.” Fortunately, the door was the other way and I didn’t have to parade my bulging cock in front of Myra.
I snapped the driveway light out as we went out the door, plunging us into darkness.
“Daddy!”
I grabbed her and pushed her against her car. I pulled her shorts and panties down to her knees, pulled my shorts down and kneed her legs apart, and drove my cock into her. She whimpered but she was soaking wet, I bent her over the fender and continued to slam into her. She rode my cock, pushing back, our bodies slammed together. My fingers dug into her hips and I drove deep, my cock pumping its load deep in her.
I pulled her shorts and panties up to her thighs and yanked mine back up.
“Now go home.” I walked back into the house and snapped the driveway light on.
A couple of days later I heard a timid tapping on the studio door. I opened it to Letty.
“Hi sweetie, how’re you doing?”
She walked in sweaty with hair hanging on her face. She had jogging shorts on that were so tight they hugged the curves of her delicious ass. Beads of sweat ran down her round tits and disappeared in the dark valley between.
“I was out running and found myself here,” she said, still catching her breath.
“Do you want a cold water or something?” She nodded.
Grabbed a bottle of water and turned, but she has followed me in. She took the bottle. She tipped her head back and I watched the curve of her throat, rivulets of water that escaped the corner of her mouth trickled down her throat into that mystical valley and dampening her top.
“I guess I smell like I need to use that shower,” she said, laughing, and indicating the shower.
“Sure, feel free to use if you like,” I said, smiling, knowing her intention. “Let me know if you need help.”
“You must have read my mind, Larry.”
She looked at me as she pulled her top over her head, revealing a sports bra that has her breasts held tightly to her chest.
“That looks painful.” She nodded and shimmied it over her head.
“Mmmm that feels so good.”
“I’m sure.” I watched her hook her fingers in her shorts and wiggle them down. The black lace thong was surprising after the utilitarian jogging clothes.
“You’re overdressed, Lar.”
“I guess I am.” Unlike Letty, I stripped quickly.
“I thought you might like to help me take these off.”
I caressed her ass and hooked my fingers under the lace. I followed it up over each hip, and down the narrow strip on her stomach to her soft smooth pussy lips.
She laid her hands on my chest and purred. “You must be a professional at this too.”
My index fingers stroked her pussy lips before tracing the same path to her hips where I pulled them down her legs. She kicked them aside and took my hand and we stepped into the steamy shower.
She ran her hands up and down my chest, stopping to tug at the curls. “This has been my dream you know. To have you naked in my hands. I used to fantasize what I would do to you.” She lathered her hands and explored my body, running her hands down my sides and hips, and back around to my ass.
“I always thought your ass was hot too. I was right.” She giggled. I reached for the soap but she stopped me. “I want to please you first. I’ll give you your chance, but me first.”
She held my balls in her soft soapy hand. “You know I saw your balls once? It was after we graduated. I think it was Elise’s eighteenth birthday at the pool.” I nodded, remembering. “I was in the pool and like I usually did, was watching you. You got a beer out of the cooler and sat down at a table with other men. You crossed your legs and your shorts were loose and I could see up the leg.”
She rubbed them and played with them in her hands and I moaned. “I wanted to walk up to you and slide my hand up the leg of your shorts and pet your balls, just like I’m doing now. I wanted to reach in and wrap my hand around your cock.”
I leaned down and kissed her. She pushed her tongue in my mouth and searched, then nipped and nibbled my lower lip. I cupped her ass and lifted her higher against me. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs around my hips.
I moaned feeling her hot pussy against me. Her round globe tits rubbed my chest in the slippery lather. She rubbed her hard nipples on my chest hear and gasped in my mouth. I stepped under the cascade of warm water. She leaned back in my arms and let the water pool between us.
“Larry.” She was breathing hard. “Larry. I want you to fuck me. I want to feel my Daddy idol inside me. Finally. I fantasized about you. I masturbated while I imaged being with you. Now you’re mine and I want to feel your cock inside me.”
I let her slide down my body but my cock probed her cunt. She jerked and moaned, hanging on and lowering herself until she was impaled on my cock.
She trembled in my arms.
“This is just how I imagined. Your cock will be so hot and hard in me. Like steel.”
She was so light I could move while she was riding my cock. I walked through the dressing room and toward the bed. Each step seemed to plant her down harder on my cock. It was like nothing I had ever experienced. By the time I got to the bed, I don’t think I was ever as deep inside a woman as I was her.
“Oh god Larry, I want you to cum that deep inside me. I have to feel your hot juice, your cock shooting your load deep in me.:
I sat on the bed so she straddled me and she began to bounce and ride. She raised and rode long hard strokes with her wet cunt. She leaned forward and I captured a nipple in my teeth. She moaned and thrust her tit into my face. I squeezed them together and rubbed my bearded cheek and she squealed for more. I pinched her nipples together knowing I was going to titty fuck her eventually.
Right now we were fucking. Just fucking hard and fast. She pushed me back, leaned on my shoulder, and angled lower so her tits swayed above my face. I sometimes could catch her nipple in my teeth, other times I missed. It was fun fucking.
I put my feet flat on my bed, which raised her ass so she was essentially laying on my chest and I began thrusting into her.
“Damn Larry you are some fucker,” she whispered. We began kissing me while I drove up in her and she bounced on me. That angle rubbed her clit and her cunt started squeezing my cock and she started to whimper.
“Yeah baby, cum on me. Cum on my cock.” She whimpered louder and longer and her cunt clenched my cock over and over and that was all it took and my balls emptied into her.
“Oh yeahhhhhh, I’ve always dreamed of your shooting your seed into my cunt.”
She collapsed on me, and I stroked her back down over her ass over and over. I felt just as lucky as she did. Having this hot body on my cock was unbelievable. I just wish I’d known at their eighteenth birthday party. Thinks would have been different now.
I finally finished editing all the images. After the usual discarding for various reasons, I had quite many excellent shots. But then I was lucky to have such great models. I will schedule time with them all so they can see the final products, and discuss where they want to go from here. There was so much left to do yet…
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