Well, my trip to Vegas turned out to be permanent. I continued to work for my old fuckbuddy, Brittany, Mlittle ost of the work was at the hotel, for couples who came to town, and wanted a certain type of spicy adventure, usually nude photos, with or without fucking. As things worked out, I was getting laid several times a week from this, as the lady would get excited during the shoot, and think that the buldge in my pants was for her, as it always was, and I would get a blowjob or get to fuck her. I was pretty professional and careful about being too forward, but lets face it, when you are paying good money to have someone film you while you are fucking, and he is fd airly young, well built, and has an obvious hard on, it's easy to go to the next step.
Via the university, I continued to do some of "mommy calendars", where fresh cheeked coeds would make a calendar for mom, of them doing things around campus, all very innocent and wholesome. But, a. certain number of young ladies, just discovering their power over men, would get horney during the shoot, and pictures that mommy never saw got taken. Sometimes they were boyfriend shoots, that started out a sexy, and went further that perhaps they had planned. In any case, I was getting laid out of maybe 10% of the shoots. Between that and the work for Brittany, plus fucking Brittany (an anal queen if ever there was one, and I was her first butt sex more than a decade before. Istill got morning wood, and didn't need viagra yet, but the "old boy" was getting plenty iactivity.
Charlotte called me up, wanting a mommy shoot. We met, face to face, to talk about what she wanted to present to mommy, what kinds of clothes she wanted to wear, what activities she wanted to be doing, what kind of make up she needed, practical stuff, plus developing a bit of a connection between us. She was nice, very open and friendly, a little heavy in the way you describe Iowa farm girls as "corn fed", with a fairly impressive bust. I picked her up at her appartment two days later. We did some shots there, in everything from casual clothes. We got her dressed up, went out to a nice place to eat, and to some sights in the city. She clearly liked the process, and was very touchy and huggy and threw in the occasional chaste kiss as she looked at some of the proofs of the shots (on digital now, so no need for contact sheets as in years before. A couple of her outfits were a little low cut, and showed off her ample bosom well. I'd make little jokes occasionally, saying "well, can't show that one to mommy". She took it all in good fun, and a couple of times would jokingly lean forward, then ask me what I was looking at, she clearly enjoyed flirting and being apprecited. I wore thin slacks, with nothing underneath, so when I got a little hard, it was very evident. In my history as a phothgrapher who often gets laid, I've found that if you keep it very low key, that women like to know that they are making you hard.
I said, well that's something I do, but I think you are pretty hot, will if bother you if I get hard? She bit her lip, and said, nooooo. Will it bother you if I touch you, to get the right angles. She bit her lip and said, nooooo. Will it bother you if I kiss you? She smiled really widely, and said, well I hope you do. I think the guy at home may be "the one", but I want more experience with men, and you have had me wet since we first met at the coffee shop the other day. I wouldn't even mind if you wanted to fuck me.
So, we kissed, and made out for a while, and groped a bit, and she went off to change into the outfit she wanted to start in. Not much was left to the imagination.
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