Jessica pulls up the images from my camera. She clicks through the first couple. Candid shots of people in the airport and the hotel. Then stops at one I must have taken in her room.
In the photo, Jessica is seated in her room with a glass of something strong in her hand. She looks at the camera seductively but obviously a little drunk. In the next shot, she is standing, mock-modeling for me. She’s still wearing her conference skirt and blazer, but gone is the shirt underneath. The blazer is buttoned so that the lapels drape over her massive breasts, trying their best to contain them, but letting on nipple peak through slightly. Jessica clicks through a series of her posing with the blazer, stopping on one where she has her blazer off, with her bare back to the camera, as she looks over her shoulder. Her tits are so big, the sides of them can be seen even from behind.
“Jessica, I’m sorry. I was so drunk I must have blacked out. I don’t remember this at all. I mean, I know we have always had this sexual tension between us, but I never meant to act on it.”
Jessica was looking at me with a hurt face that suddenly cracked into a smile, then devolved into full out laughter.
“Jess? What’s going on?”
Once she was done laughing and making me feel sufficiently bad, she said, “Relax Rob. We didn’t exactly hook up. We got drunk and somehow got on the topic of your photography. You mentioned how you had always wanted to take pictures of people modeling rather than candids, but you never had the guts. So, being the amazing woman I am, I modeled for you.
“Oh thank god. So we didn’t hook up? I don’t know what I would have said to Dina.”
Jessica looked a little hesitant. “Well…we didn’t hook up per se. Just keep watching. You were shooting the whole time.”
She clicked through the next photos and the memories started coming back.
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I remembered taking the photos of Jessica. She was a great model as her body’s curves and her distinctive face gave me a ton to work with. Plus, she basically has no shame and was open to everything. She did her best, for my sake, to cover nipples, but occasionally she would let her hand slip and I’d get an eyeful of her large areolas and hard nipples. The pictures shifted around the room. Some at the table, some at the window. The window pictures were the sexiest, but the most arousing were the shots of her on all fours, still in her skirt, with her gigantic tits drooping down.
Eventually there was a knock at the door. Jessica put her blazer back on, but left it unbuttoned so her tits were still almost fully visible. She opened the door and said “Oh finally. Get in here.” Even in my drunken state I recognized the man who walked in the room. Dr. Steven Wilks was one of the most respected scholars at this conference. Everyone looked up to him because of his brilliance, but also because he was basically a celebrity level stud. Dr. Wilks was a tall black man, with a shaved head that contrasted with his trimmed but grown out dark beard. His skin was a dark brown which made his hazel eyes and bright smile pop. I’ve literally heard Jessica swoon during his lectures.
From the way he walked in, he appeared to be about as drunk as we were. He didn’t register me until Jessica said, “You remember Rob from the bar, right? He’s a big fan of your work.”
“And the camera?” Dr. Wilks asked.
“Don’t worry about that. I just wanted something to remember you by. Rob, you’re free to take whatever photos you like.” When Dr. Wilks started to protest, Jess just opened her blazer to let one of her massive tits fully fall free. He stopped talking immediately and swooped in to devour her nipple. Jessica threw her head back, enjoying his mouth on her breasts. She shot me a look and did the little “take pictures” symbol with her hand.
I shot away as Dr. Wilks stripped off her blazer and spent a while roaming over each of her gigantic breasts. Jessica unbuttoned his shirt and yanked it off, revealing a chiseled body. His dark skin was smooth, and he clearly spent as much time in the gym as he did in the library. Jessica roamed her hands over his chest and down his rippled abs. She undid his belt rapidly, like she was unwrapping a gift on Christmas she had been eager to receive.
I remember this so well, not because of the picture I got, but because this is the point that I recall becoming aware of my dick straining so hard against my pants. Watching her tits flail and her wrapped in desire was too much. When not shooting, I fondled my cock from outside my pants.
Jessica undid Dr. Wilks’ pants and pulled his boxer briefs down at the same time. His cock sprung forward and out; an extremely thick 9 inches of black steel. Jessica groped and stroked it. About to get on her knees, Dr. Wilks stopped her, and took his time to pull down her skirt. He gripped her healthy ass, and explored her body with his mouth. Jessica pulled him down, and they fell together onto the bed. Their bodies were wrapped up together, as Dr. Wilks started to kiss her neck and travel down. Again he spent plenty of time, licking and sucking her breasts. He then lifted up on his knees and shoved his cock in between them. With tits like Jessica’s, I imagine they are impossible to not want to fuck.
Watching his strong body thrust that cock between her tits pushed me past a barrier and I slowed down with the pictures and undid my own belt. I dropped my pants to the floor and unleashed my cock so I had easy access when I needed to stroke it. Jessica must have heard my pants hit the floor, and while her body was ravaged she looked over to smile and bite her lip at the sight of my cock. I stroked for her and wanted so badly to join in; for her to suck my cock while he fucked her tits, but I didn’t dare. Somehow even in my drunken horny state, I knew there was a line I couldn’t yet cross.
Dr. Wilks then shifted down, and steadying his cock with one hand while holding Jessica’s knee with the other, shoved himself into her. Jessica’s body arched and she moaned with pleasure. I somehow was able to capture the exact moment, showing her eyes wide with intense surprise and pleasure. His cock had to have been filling her to the brim. Dr. Wilks fucked Jessica hard, while she went to work on her clit. I watched as her pounded into her, her tits bouncing, one massive globed pushed over by her arm that descended down to rub her clit. Soon enough, her knees seems to want to snap shut, her body shook, and she let out an intense scream of pleasure as she climaxed.
Dr. Wilks only slowed slightly while she came. When Jessica relaxed a bit, he refused to relent, and with a deft hand, flipped her over to fuck her from behind. Jessica yelped with surprised and pleasure and buried her face into the bed. The photo I got from that was of an incredible arch in her back, with her ass high in the air, and Dr. Wilks turned so you could see the full flex of his muscles as he fucked her hard. Jessica’s PAWG ass rippled and waved with each pound, and she yelled with pleasure. Dr. Wilks began to moan, no doubt getting close to the edge himself.