Jenni asked Michele to stand up, and took her over near the railing, I stood with her and stood behind Tim. He took a few pictures of her leaning back against the railing, smiling, or looking off in the distance, holding her belly in some of the pictures. I could see in her eyes and her body language, she was becoming more comfortable with this. All the while, Tim and Jenni telling her how beautiful she was, and how they were getting incredible shots. I nodded my head in agreement.
Michele turned around, gently leaning on the rail, more were pictures taken.
“Push your cute little butt back towards us!” Jenni encouraged.
Michele did as she was told and took a small step back in her heels, arching her back slightly as Tim snapped away. She rolled her weight on one hip, then the other, her perky cheeks pressing the material of the dress as her muscles flexed in different poses. She looked over her shoulder at me, a smile on her face told me she was enjoying herself. What woman doesn’t love being told she’s beautiful every ten seconds?
“Further,” Jenni said.
Michele pushed her ass back towards us and arched bigger, she spread her ankles apart. She was in a perfect position to be taken from behind. Michele was so hot, I could see Tim and Jenni both moving just a bit closer to her.
“Here, like this,” Jenni started, and moved toward Michele, helping her with her pose and finally slipping her skirt a little higher on her thighs. She exposed the fancy lace, clutching her thighs on the tops of her stockings. Then Jenni pulled back so Tim could get a shot.
Michele shot me a look of fear, that was immediately erased when Tim exclaimed “Yes, there we go, gorgeous, so sexy!” As he snapped away. Michele moved her hips in different poses, almost simulating sex with someone behind her. My cock began to thicken inside my suit in response.
Jenni moved in again and encouraged her to place a heeled foot up on the railing cable a foot or so off the deck, and bend over even further, looking back now, I could tell she was getting excited. A passionate look I knew all to well on her face, she was thinking the same thing I was.
Jenni stepped up and slipped Michele’s dress up higher, just to the crease of her little ass. Her entire long legs exposed, the backs of her thighs poured into her stockings as her legs flexed to hold her position. In this position, had Tim gotten low enough, he’d have seen everything, but from his current vantage point, her pussy was covered by the hem of the tight dress. As I stared, it looked as if the creamy skin between her legs was wet and glistening with the lights from the buildings. Thump, thump, my cock pulsed against my leg.
Jenni made her stand up again, turning half around so we had a side profile of her. This position really accentuated her swollen breasts and pregnant belly. After a few shots, Jenni placed Michele’s hand on her dress covered breast. More pictures from Tim. Now Jenni stepped up again, and whispered something in Michele’s ear. She looked at me briefly, and let Jenni slip her dress down over her breasts without moving her hand. She stood, covering her nipple with her palm as she clutched her pale globe.
If my cock wasn’t making itself known before, it certainly was now. More pulsing as the shaft thickened against my leg. I subconsciously reached down and adjusted myself, stroking for just a moment.
Jenni whispered something else, and helped Michele put her foot on the railing cable again, then disappeared behind us. As I peered over my shoulder between Jenni and a Michele, Jenni had turned on some music, then she was working buttons on the cameras on the tripods and came back with a small video camera in her hand, trained on Michele.
As she approached again, Michele turned and leaned back against the railing, now both nipples covered by her hands. She held her pale heavy globes against her chest. More pictures snapped away from Tim. Michele was smiling so broadly now, I could sense the excitement in her. She was confident in front of the camera.
Jenni directed her again, and stepped up, slipping her dress down under her round pregnant belly. Michele’s white dress looked more like a belt low on her hips now. Just barely concealing her pussy from the camera. She stood proudly, still holding her breasts, now her belly on display as well. Jenni coached her through a few different poses, all the while, letting the video cameras run as Tim snapped his still frame away.
Jenni motioned for me to come over. I stood behind Michele, and Jenni replaced her hands with mine as she leaned back into me. I felt her stiff little buds against the palms of my hands. Her soft flesh around them, so heavy and swollen, she moaned softly into my ear as my skin touched hers. We both posed now for Tim as he took more pictures from different angles.
She wiggled her ass back against my stiffening cock, placing it right between her cheeks and I clutched her breasts and rolled her nipples between my fingers. As she continued to press back and forth, what was left of her dress slipped up around her waist and her naked ass pressed against my suit pants. She laid her head back and moaned into my ear again. Tim’s camera went snap, snap, as Jenni focused her camera on Michele’s newly exposed flesh of her hip.
“I want you Scott,” she whispered.
“You always wanted to make a sex tape. Now is your chance.” I encouraged.
“Mmmmm fuck, I’m so wet and turned on.” She moaned again. “I’m dripping down my thighs.”
I turned us both so she could face the cameras, Jenni and Tim saw immediately and focused their attention on the juices pouring from her pink little folds. Michele licked my ear and moaned again, partially covering her breasts with her own hands again. I slid mine around her belly and down over her hips, softly caressing her for the cameras.
“Yes, that’s beautiful!” Tim encouraged.
“So sexy you two! Keep going!” Jenni did the same.
I caressed her belly slowly, as she moaned for me. Her head still back, making her back arch and her breasts jut out from her rib cage. She looked so sexy. I slipped her dress over her hips and it fell to the ground. It pooled at her feet, now only wearing heels and stockings, otherwise, completely bare to the cameras and our picture snapping onlookers.
As I looked at them, I noticed movement behind the camera. Shannon was there, silently, near the other side of the deck, in near darkness, watching us. I kissed Michele’s neck and goose bumps erupted down her arms. From my view over her shoulder, she loosely cupped her breasts, I could clearly see her nipples tighten even further, twisting her areolas. She pressed her ass up against me with more urgency.
I leaned down and kissed Michele raising my hands up to cover hers, clutching her heavy breasts as our lips caressed each other. She slipped her hands from mine, as she moved them between us, her hands now clutching my hip in one hand, and wrapped around my cock with the other. Tongues danced in each other’s mouths, we must have stayed like that for minutes, becoming oblivious to the eyes watching our every move.