The Photo Shoot
Keywords: Photo, The, Shoot,
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Az began to mutter an apology thinking he might have done something wrong until my lips on his silenced anything he was about to say. I hungrily tasted him, sending my tongue deeper into his mouth, dancing with his. The kiss became more fevered as he brought his free hand up to run through my hair. I could barely think as my hand reached for the camera, took it and placed it out of the way on the bed as carefully as I could considering the circumstances. Then, both his hands were on me, touching and moving where mine had been. His mouth moved from my mouth to my neck, nipping and sucking leaving a trail of light reddening that spread along my shoulders.
My fingers fumbled with his shirt, wrenching it over head, wanting to feel his skin against mine. He was flushed and felt fevered as I pressed against him. I dragged my nails down his back, making him gasp and growl a little deep in his throat. His hands ranged over my body, stopping at my skirt, showing he still had his limits. I brought my hands to his and tugged the skirt down over my hips. I laid back to worm my legs out of the offending garment and tossed it aside. I pulled Az on top of me, wanting to feel his weight on top of me. My hands were not deterred by the waistband of his jeans as his were with mine. I let my fingers run over his hipbones and gripped his ass, drawing his pelvis against mine, feeling the bulge press against my gyrating hips. We were past the point of coherency and all the reaction I received for my actions was a gasp and a few mumbled words lost in the swell of my breasts as he brought his mouth to the taunt nipples.
I loosened my legs gripping his body to me so that I would have enough space to get to his zipper. He continued kissing and suckling me, exploring with is tongue, letting teeth graze sensitive skin while hands pressed down to my hips. This all made it incredibly hard to focus at the task at hand as I fumbled with the button. Even though I was in such a hurry I got the damn things free and scooted his pants down over his hips only to be faced with the challenges of his boxers! Never have I cursed them as much as I did now as they hid my thick throbbing goal.
Az laughed a little as I kept working at his pants with my hands, legs, then feet. "Need some help?" he finally said when my antics weren't giving little more success then making him even more aroused. I nodded vigorously before lifting my head up to bite a little harder then usual and dragged my fingertips down his side, leaving tender lines behind. Az arched back from the unsuspecting attack and used one hand to brace himself above me as the other worked at getting his pants and boxers off his legs, freeing him up for more vigorous movement. He kept his mouth on mine til he had to move farther away to completely remove the clothes and had a look of genuine frustration which caused a burst of laughter to escape my dry throat..
He finally settled back on top of me, resting between my legs, his erection burning me with its enflamed length, causing a primitive part of me to move in relation to its proximity. He looked down at me as my hands wound their way up his neck and into his hair, running through the short nape and through the once gelled spikes. He simply took in all the planes of my face, making me laugh again nervously at his intense expression.
"This," he said, "would be a great picture!"
In response to his comment I shifted my hips, drawing up my pelvic area til his hard member was between my legs, right at my foreplay slicked entrance. His eyes closed and his mouth opened slightly as I shifted this way and that, stimulating the sensitive head.
"Az, if I ever inspire you to do anything, right now its to be inside me! I swear to god, if you don't you will never take another picture of me again, clothed or otherwise!" My voice was thick and husky as my hands ranged over him til they again reached his butt, gripped, and pulled towards me. I knew this was a bit more sudden then he would prefer, as he is the gentle type, but I love when I'm first entered and its quick and penetrating. There is something about the feel of the sudden engulfing, of being completely full while the body tries to stretch and accommodate the new intrusion.
His hips start moving in an age old rhythm. I can't help myself as his rod slides in and out of me. Within a few thrusts I feel the twinging and sparking of an orgasm. My body is wracked with convulsions as I feel the build up inside of me. Panting I urge him on, begging him not to stop, to go harder, deeper, fill me with every bit of who he is. My nails grip his shoulders and i raise my body to meet his, intensifying it for both of us. My head throws back as my body arches off the bed, meeting his. An animalistic cry escapes my lips bearing his name with it. Every muscle in my body clenches and simultaneously releases, throwing all conscious thought to the back of my skull.
It doesn't end there as he continues his movements, his pace quickening as he continues pistoning into me. My eyes clench shut as my orgasm is carried even farther by the continuous movement only to plateau again and again. Ever one an exquisite pain punctuated with my cries and moans. Though I'm exquisitely occupied, I'm still desperate to have him experience the same.
I'm barely able to open my eyes to see the concentration and exhilaration when he finally comes. That is all I remember as I'm riding the cusp of another orgasm. His body tenses after several skull jostling thrusts. We both shake at the sudden release of,.....well, everything! He collapses on me slightly, keeping most of his bodyweight off me as he tries to calm his erratic breath. I draw my hands lightly along the orgasm sensitive skin. Moving my lower body slightly, running tissues against each other that are already highly stimulated makes him inhale sharply and shudder. I'm a little evil so I can't help but laugh at his reaction.
After some time, Az looked at me and grinned, kissing me. "That is inspiring, I was right, you are my muse!"
Another giggle escapes as I lever myself up and roll us over so that we remain together as I move on top. I reach over and grab the camera aiming it at Az's face before he realizes what I'm doing.
"This is the before picture! We'll take another one in a few hours and see if its changed."I snap the picture of him laughing at my cheekiness then discard the camera yet again to lean down and kiss him deeply. There is a nice twitching and I can feel the blood flow returning to his shaft under my insistent administrations.
"This is going to be a very nice, very satisfying trip for both of us!"
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Keywords: Photo, The, Shoot,