| The Studio, Part 3 (final) “Oh ……. that was great thanks” Jane informed me “much better than when I do it alone” By now I definitely needed some relief, but I wasn’t sure if I should cross the line with Jane, or just get things finished up. Her Mum was due back in about half an hour, so maybe …………… “Have you never done anything like that before?” I asked her. “Just some mucking about with a girlfriend” she admitted “but nothing ever like that! It was awesome!” “Well by what I hear, there’ll be much more when your Mum gets you along to her Club and lets you loose there” I added. “I hope so” Jane stated with a quick smile and a wink. I couldn’t help but lean over and kiss her, and allow her to taste herself on my lips. Her tongue immediately snaked out, and licked me all around. “Yummo” she whispered between kisses. There was no objection as I hiked up my dress, reaching under the hem to slip my fingers in to my dripping pussy, bringing my fingers then to her mouth. Jane sucked on them greedily, licking them with hunger. “Can I taste you properly?” she asked. “Sure baby” I could hardly contain my excitement. Jane sat back and observed as I stood and lifted the dress over my head. She checked out my braless 34C bust, then her eyes travelled down to my sodden g string. My wetness was s sure sign of my condition. Without much of a fuss, I pulled them down quickly, and Jane gasped when my smooth hairless pussy was revealed. “Where’s all your hair?” she asked inquisitively “I keep my pubes waxed” I replied “I love a hairless cunny – nothing to get in the way” Jane stood and motioned for me to sit, before leaning in for another kiss. Her lips moved to my neck which gave me the shivers, my nipples hardening even more than before. Her soft kisses travelled lower, slowly trailing down to my left breast, where she licked all around the aerole, finally taking the nipple gently between her lips, tongue dancing, teasing me, and doing a damn good job of it. Next my other breast, getting similar treatment. Jane then knelt, placing her elbows on my knees, and looked me straight in the eyes as she said “and now for my first pussy feast” with an evil little smile. I liked her term for what she was about to do, and added “Be my guest baby” as I spread my legs wide and inched my butt closer to the edge of the couch. Jane’s head dipped, and she paused, looking at my bare open sex. She inhaled deeply, looked up at me then descended to place her mouth on me, not breaking eye contact the whole way. She kissed me lightly there, before sliding her tongue from top to bottom of my weeping puss. She licked back up, pushing deeper between my labia, twirling her tongue as she went. Just what I needed ……. Without thought my hands moved to my boobs, and began to squeeze and knead them gently, as Jane continued lower down. I could feel my excitement building, and I wanted more. “Use your fingers please honey ……….. yes, that’s it ……………. 2 please ………..oh wow ……………” Jane started fucking my hole with her 2 fingers, then a 3rd joined in and it filled me up. Her actions were making a squelchy sound and the regular “thwack .. thwack” as the rest of her curled knuckles hit home added to the overall scene. All the while Jane’s eyes did not leave mine, nor did her wonderful mouth leave my puss. I was going to cum any moment, my breathing more ragged, faster, shorted gasps. “Oh yeah baby …………………. that’s what I need …………………” I heard myself almost yell. She put me over the top just then. My orgasm raged through me like a storm front, the contractions in my loins uncontrollable. Jane pushed her fingers deep within me and held on, taking my clit between her lips, sucking strongly, eyes still locked on. On and on ……. wave after wave of pleasure …….. each one adding to my satisfaction, till finally the storm began to pass. I was on the way back down, and Jane sensed that, backing off with her mouth, allowing her fingers to slide out, bringing them to her mouth to clean them off. I looked at her just then, with her smiling eyes, her naughty little girl look, and my juices running down her cheeks and almost dripping off her chin. “C’mere baby, hug me tight” I asked her, and jane climbed up in to my lap for a quiet moment together. “That was great” I thanked her “you’re a natural”. Jane looked pleased and said “I had fun too”. “Your Mum will be here soon so why not get cleaned up and dressed and be ready? I need to sort out a few things with the photos. Jane agreed and headed to the bathroom , underwear in her hand. I watched her cute butt as she walked away from me, and she caught me looking and gave it a little wiggle and laughed as she headed through the door and out of sight. My mind reviewed what had occurred over the past few hours –
I wonder if I took enough pics, and check the camera and memory card. It shows I took over 200, so that should be enough to select 20-or so great shots for my customer. I then realise I’m standing there naked, and look for my dress as the doorbell sounds. It must me Laurel back to collect Jane. I throw my undies in the corner behind the couch, and notice that the covers are drenched in one particular spot, and quickly pull them odd and bundle them up too in the corner. The darker fabric under does not show the mark, but there is an unmistakable scent in the air. “I can smell pussy!!” my brain screams, and just then Jane reappears, fully dressed and smiling like a 12 year old at a birthday party. “Come on” I say “we’d better let your Mum in” and we walk back through to the office area and open the front door. I show Laurel to a seat in the office, and Jane sits too, and I proceed to tell her how happy I am with the session. Laurel seems happy to hear that I’ve followed her requirements, and will have 20- 25 pics ready within a day, burnt to a disc for her to use. Jane is smiling the whole time, and Laurel asks “How was it? Did you have fun?” “The best ever” Jane tells her, and looks to me sweetly. I can tell that there will be this little secret that Laurel may never know, concerning our session. I’m happy to keep it that way too. Laurel hands me a cheque for $300, and tells me “If the photos are as good as you say, then I’ll have lots of referral business for you in the future” My mind hits overdrive as I imagine the tempting morsels that Laurel will be sending to me ……….. and I also work out how much I’ll get for Jane’s pics on the open market once I’ve “photo-shopped” her identity a bit ……………… |