Photo Session by KaijaPepper
“You sure you’re okay doing these for me baby?” he asked while setting up his equipment, “I don’t want you to feel pressured into it or anything.”
“I promise its fine,” she said with a smile, “Besides, you said you need to build your portfolio and I’ve wanted to have boudoir done for a while so it’s a win-win. I just don’t want to do fully nude.”
“No worries,” he replied, “I won’t ask for anything you wouldn’t be comfortable with.”
She smiled and sat on the bed watching him finish setting up. Working up the nerve to ask him one question.
“What?” he asked, seeing the look on her face.
“Nothing” she said quickly, looking away.
“No, no, no. I know that look. What’s up?”
“I just… There’s just one thing I want, but I don’t want it in your portfolio…”
“Oh yeah? What’s that?”
“Can we do some with the handcuffs? Just for me, well…for us. A private portfolio”
He paused, looking at the hopeful look on her face. Before sighing.
“Yay,” she exclaimed, jumping up to kiss him, “thank you.”
“Kelsey…” he started, but paused when he saw the look on her face fall, “I just… you know what those do when you wear them.”
“So? We’re dating. You don’t have to stay in Mr. Professional Photographer mode with me. If you taking sexy photos of me leads to us fucking, I’m 100% okay with that.”
He watched her for a moment and sighed, “Fine… but were doing them last.”
“You’re the best Garrett.”
“Mmhmm,” he mumbled, “Now get over there and let’s get going.”
***
Everything was going well for the session. He started easy with her since she was still a little nervous about it. Bathrobe and lingerie, before losing the bathrobe. He had her pose on the bed, on the chair, even a few with the window.
She was the first one to suggestion going completely topless. He hadn’t planned on asking since he wasn’t sure if she’d be okay with it or not. But she really did jump in to the whole experience with both feet. She even played around with acting like she was going to slide her panties off for a few photos.
The whole thing was turning out to be more fun than she’d anticipated. But she assumed that was because it was her boyfriend taking the photos and not some random photographer she’d only met once or twice before, so it was easier for her. He’d already seen her like this anyway, and she almost forgot he had the camera. She made it into a game for herself, to tease him and see if she could get a reaction out of him. She’d admit he did better than she thought he would, but she giggled every time she saw him adjust himself, trying to hide how hard he was getting.
When she brought out the handcuffs though, that was a different story. She didn’t even have them on yet before she saw his cock straining under his jeans.
“We’re only doing a couple of these” he growled, helping her get them on.
“Fine,” she said with a pout, “Some are better than none anyway.”
“Mmhmm” he replied as he started snapping more pics.
***
He didn’t know how she did it. She talked him into hooking her to the wall. And there she was in front of him, her arms above her head and her feet barely touching the ground, with nothing but a pair of black lace panties on. He had no idea how she expected him to be able to focus on taking decent photos when she was dangling in front of him like that.
“Alright, were done,” he says setting the camera down.
“What, you didn’t take any of me like this.”
“You don’t need any like this.”
“But I want them.”
“Fine, one more,” he said with defeat, “but turn around. You’ll love the curve of your hips.”
“You’ll have to help me Mr. Professional Photographer,” she said with a giggle.
He rolled his eyes with a chuckle and went to her. His hands on her hips, he spun her around quickly. As soon as he did, she pressed her knee into the wall and pushed back against him. Grinding her ass on his already hard cock.
“Fuck” he moaned, feeling the curve of her ass against him. His cock twitched in his pants as his hands traveling around to her hips. Pulling her back to him as he ground against her, causing her to moan softly.
“I told you we’re done,” he whispers kissing her neck.
“You said one more” she whined, trying to sound like she wasn’t as excited as him.
“Too bad,” he growled, his hand traveling around the front of her panties. “Fuck, I knew it,” he exclaimed when he felt her soaked panties, “you were enjoying this.”
“So much baby,” she whispered, turning her head to kiss him.
He quickly fumbled with freeing his cock as they kissed. Letting it grind against the small of her back, then down along her ass, until it was straining against her panties. He pressed into her again, causing her to gasp.
“Fuck me Garrett,” she moaned, “I need you.”
He growled in response, quickly turning her around and tearing her panties off, causing her to gasp again. He hooked his arms under her legs and pulling them up before thrusting in. She gasped as he filled her quickly. Wrapping her legs around his waist as she looks down between them. Watching his cock disappear inside her over and over again, until he grabbed her chin and pulled her face back up to look at him.
“No. I want you to look at me” he demanded.
“Yes,” she replied quickly, “I’m all yours Garrett.”
“That’s right. All mine” he growled, thrusting harder. He leaned in biting at her neck and shoulders as his hands mauled her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples.
“Jesus. Fuck” she moaned. Her head tilting up as she tries to press back into the wall with her shoulders to force her hips to meet his thrusts. Her eyes snapping open again when he slapped her.
“I said look at me slut” he snarled, his hand closing around her throat. Slamming into her hard enough to bottom out, causing her to scream.
“I’m gonna cum Garrett” she cried.
“That’s right. My little cunt needs to cum doesn’t she” he whispered before biting her ear.
“Fuck yes I do” she cried again, feeling her climax build.
His hands sliding down to grab her ass, pulling her into him as he thrusts hard, causing her to cry out again.
“Not just yet though” he whispered in her ear, slowly withdrawing from her.
“Please” she begged, desperate for the release that was building.
“No. It’s been too long since I’ve had this tight ass” he replied, kissing her neck and shoulders. His hands caressing her ass as he turns her around.
“If you want it take it, just please make me cum” she pleads.
“Mmm” he moaned softly, taking a step back to look at it as he squeezes her ass cheeks.
“Please” she whispers. Pressing her knees into the wall to press her ass back towards him.
*Slap*
His hand comes down hard, making her yelp. His hand caressing her ass where it landed. She whimpers softly feeling him lift it off, before yelping again when it comes down even harder on the other cheek.
“Mmm” he growls.
The slaps on her ass coming down faster, over and over again, until both cheeks are red. Her forehead pressed to the wall; she whimpers softly. The slaps just turning her on more. Her pussy juices slowly starting to leak from her. Pressing himself into her back he growls softly in her ear. His hands squeezing and spreading her ass cheeks as he rubs his cock back along her slit, coating it in her juices.