“I am, sort of,” Dale replied, “I’ve done underwear modelling and swimsuits and things, but never…no porn.”
“Oh it’s not porn,” she said, placing a hand on his shoulder, “We’re just pretending. Think of it like a naughty seaside postcard. Just relax.”
“I’m trying but you’re…” he stopped, blushing.
“I’m what?”
“You’re really pretty.”
Ash couldn’t stop the grin spreading across her face. Her cheeks flushed and she felt more flattered than she had in years.
“There you go, you made me blush,” she punched him lightly on the shoulder. “Look, why don’t we just strip off now?”
“What? Seriously?”
“Why not?” she said, emboldened by his anxiety, “We’re going to see each other naked sooner or later. Let’s just get it over with. It might make it easier.”
“Um…I don’t…”
“Here, I’ll go first.” She stepped back, undid the sash on her robe, opened it up and let it fall. Dale’s eyes bulged open and his mouth gaped as she stood exposed in front of him. Ever since puberty she’d been blessed with a large pair of breasts and in truth, they were ever so slightly too big for her frame, but they were full, firm and she was immensely proud of them. Her stomach was slim, her ass toned and her legs slender. She looked like the girl next door crossed with a porn star and for a moment all he could do was stare at her.
“Come on now,” she teased, “This isn’t fair. Off with that robe Mister.” Dale stared at her, unmoving and with his mouth hanging open.
“Hey, Dale,” she said waved her hand past his eyes, “Strip off now. I won’t bite.”
“Okay,” he said shyly, “If you insist.”
He stood up and removed the robe, tossing it onto the bed, both hands darting to his groin and covering his manhood before she could see it. As she’d suspected he was incredibly muscular, there wasn’t an ounce of fat on him. He stood a good six inches taller than her and if he’d had an ounce of self-belief, he’d have realised he could pin her down and dominate her with no trouble at all, but his lost puppy expression robbed him of that.
“Wow,” she said, drinking in the sight of him, “Someone works out.”
“I play American football and go to the gym a lot,” he said shyly, “The agency like us to keep in shape.”
“So I see,” she said, genuinely impressed, “But I haven’t seen all of you. Come on, move those hands.”
“Maybe, maybe we should wait? Gavin will be back in a minute.”
“You’ve seen me,” she replied, placing a hand on her hip and pouting sarcastically at him, “Come on now, be a professional.”
“Well…okay…”
And as he took his hands away, Ash’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Dale obviously found her attractive, his erection was impossible to ignore, but the sheer size of it was ludicrous. Thomas was seven inches when aroused and certainly no slouch, but Dale had a good four inches on him. It was thick too and for a few long seconds, Ash could hardly believe it was real.
“My god,” she said at last.
“Sorry,” he said.
“Sorry? Why are you sorry?”
“Um…I don’t know,” he stammered.
“Dale, it’s fine,” she said, “You’re a young guy. You’re what, twenty one?”
“Twenty.”
“Okay, so you’re only twenty. You’re a guy, I’m a girl, we’re naked, it happens. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
“All right, if you’re sure. Because I don’t want to…scare you or anything.”
“Sweetheart, I’m twenty-five. I’ve had a few boyfriends. I know what guys are like and I’ve seen it all already, it’s fine, really.” That wasn’t entirely true, she’d never been completely stunned by the sight of a cock before but she wasn’t going to tell him he was the biggest she’d ever seen. Or that none of her exes had been even half as ripped as him. It might give him some bravado and that would spoil it.
“Are you sure?” he said, rubbing his shoulder.
“Yeah,” she held out her hand for him to shake, “Now what say we make some great fake sex for our intrepid cameraman?”
“Okay,” he smiled as he took her hand and they shared the most bizarre handshake she’d ever experienced. God, if she’d known that this was how today would end up she’d have reconsidered getting those glamour shots done. But what the hell, no-one would ever know and she would get to spend a few hours cavorting with a muscle clad man-hunk. Everything had its perks.
“Ah good, you’re ready,” said Gavin as he stepped back into the room. He flicked a switch, one of the lights went off and he gestured to the bed.
“Right, let’s take some pictures,” he continued.
****
The next hour was the most nerve-wracking Ash had ever experienced. Gavin got them to start off sitting up on the bed lightly touching each other. He made her place both hands on Dale’s cheeks, while he placed one hand on her shoulder and the other on the back of her head, his arm angled in such a way as to hide her breasts from the camera. He instructed them to kiss and at first they faked it by kissing each other on opposite sides of the mouth, but Gavin insisted it looked unnatural so got them to do it for real.
As their lips joined for the first time, Ash’s pulse increased and didn’t drop again. Dale closed his eyes and kissed her softly and sweetly. He was gentle, considerate and nervous as hell. If they’d been in any other situation it would have been the most romantic kiss she’d ever had and her heart raced wildly as it went on.
Things only got worse. After a few relatively sedate poses, Gavin had them getting more and more risqué. They started off beneath the covers, posed in such a way that Dale would have been spoon-fucking her if it were real. Gavin made Dale place one hand across Ash’s breasts and the feel of him groping her only increased her excitement. It was the lightest possible touch he could make, but it was still someone other than her boyfriend and it set her on edge. The fact he was incredibly gentle probably turned her on more than if he’d taken a proper hold and all the time, Gavin’s camera clicked away.
He took a few shots, then asked Dale to kiss Ash’s neck which was one of her biggest turn ons. His hot breath and heavy lips on the soft skin of her neck made her squirm and beneath the sheets, she shifted her ass back to touch his cock. Dale tried to move back a bit but Gavin stopped him, Ash moved further and subtly ground her ass against his raging member, trying to do it in a way that made it seem casual. They’d just bumped together, it wasn’t intentional. His hand continued to grope her, he bit her softly and she could feel him trembling.
Then Gavin stopped them and had them assume another position. Then another. They simulated her on top, a reverse cowgirl and a sixty nine. For the last one she had to hold her face dangerously close to his member and it took every ounce of resistance not to lick it and start sucking him for real. As time went by she got more and more horny and what’s worse, Dale was too. He remained stiff and erect for her and she could hear him struggling to control his breathing.
All the while, Gavin kept taking pictures. He was professional if nothing else, always angling them so that nothing too much was shown and giving no indication that he was aroused in the slightest. If anything he appeared quite indifferent to the erotically charged atmosphere and didn’t seem to notice anything at all.