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"The Photographer"
  by Taliesin the Bard


Sondra Holm was late, by about half an hour, for her modeling
appointment. She was late because she had been fucking. She had
been fucking Noel Nouveau, her S.L.U.T. friend and notoriously
famous porn star.

It was Noel who had set up the modeling appointment for Sondra.
The flame-haired fuckstar had dropped by Sondra's place the night
before to see that Sondra was prepared for her first professional
photo shoot. The two, as sluts do, had gotten to sex soon enough.
Watching some of Noel's porn scenes over the Internet, fingering
their clits, licking each other's pussies and assholes, they
screamed and creamed and climaxed again and again all night long.
Thus Sondra was late getting out of bed the next morning. She
wasn't tired; the sex with Noel had been earnest and loving and
satisfying. She had slept deeply and well, awaking well
energized, so well energized that she and Noel had to go at it
again. The two wanton women could easily have spent the whole day
in tongue-to-twat activity, but both had appointments to keep.
Noel had headed off after a quick breakfast and a final kiss "For
good luck" on Sondra's tangy twat to a video shoot in the Simi
Valley and Sondra had driven to the studio of Richie Gertmann.

And she was half an hour late. She would have preferred, she
thought, to be so late as to make the photographer cancel. Though
she delighted, like all the S.L.U.T.s, in showing off her body,
she had rarely permitted nude photographs of herself to be taken.
Sondra had modeled before for three different swingers magazines,
and had appeared on the cover of two but always partially covered
or dressed in lingerie or bra and panties. This time she would be
fully nude; a full spread-legged photo set for "Playful
Partners", a national swingers publication.

Sondra was excited, nervous and incredibly horny as she entered
the studio located in a modest West Hollywood neighborhood. She
had met the photographer, Richie Gertmann, through Noel and two
other S.L.U.T. friends, Lesiah Thrace and Chloe Veiel who were
also in the porn business when she had visited them on the set of
a hard-core photo shoot a few weeks past. Richie had photographed
many of the top porn stars for magazines and video box covers. He
had balled many of them too. Sondra had less interest in posing
for Richie than in balling him, but she was sure that the one
would lead to the other.

The brawny photographer greeted her with a friendly hug, his
massive arms wrapping tightly around her thin waist. Richie
reminded her, and most people, of an overgrown teddy bear. His
look seemed ill suited to his sensitive nature, to his tremendous
talent with camera. He was a burly, outgoing, flamboyant
individual. "How the hell are you, baby?" he roared in greeting
as he crushed her to his huge frame. "You look great."

"Fine. I am fine." She looked up into his twinkling blue eyes.
"And nervous. A little."

"Nothin' t'be nervous about, cupcake." He led her further into
the studio. "We'll take it nice and slow." They walked along a
corridor lined with Richie's photographs, arrived at his office,
the walls of which were also covered with images he had created.
The sight of these images of scores of women and men in sexually
explicit status was, somehow, comforting to Sondra.

"Drink?" he asked, and she nodded an affirmative.

The Swedish swinger looked over the pictures as Richie poured
their drinks. A deeply tanned woman sucking the cock of a pale,
fat man; three big-dicked men spewing cum on a young brunette; a
tiny woman smiling as she stuffed her rectum with the large end
of a champagne bottle; two couples making love on a verdant
hillside; Lesiah standing with pelvis thrust forward pissing or
ejaculating female cum, Sondra couldn't be sure, toward the
camera; Noel with cunt, ass and mouth crammed with hard cock;
Noel and Chloe in a woman-to-woman love licking; Chloe with a
speculum in her ass; Noel and Lesiah with faces covered in the
sperm of at least a dozen cocks; and scores more.

Sondra and Richie sipped wine and chitchatted about anything and
nothing for a while. Sondra learned that the photographer had
been in Sweden recently, quite near her hometown of Sundbyberg,
shooting photos sets for several European porn magazines. A busy
ten days, he said, but he had been happy with the resulting
photographs, and happy to have made it with thirteen of the
sixteen models he had used for the shoots. He was from a small
town in Montana where he discovered a love of photography working
for the newspaper run by his father, had had sexually transmitted
diseases only twice in his life, was currently working on a book
to showcase the best of his erotica, and would be off to another
photo shoot, this time in Aruba, the first of next month.

Little, if any, of what Richie told Sondra about his background
was true, but, he had discovered, his models worked best if they
felt they knew a little something about him. He had never told
the same story to more than one model. But whatever he told them
always seemed to help them to relax and thus he was able to get
the best results.

One of the bearlike photographer's assistants knocked on the jamb
of the open office door. "Ready anytime you are." he informed his
boss. "We've got everything all set up."

"Thanks, Jeremy." Richie indicated Sondra. "This is Sondra Holm,
our model. That's Jeremy. He and his brother help me out 'round
here."

Richie stood, held out a hand to Sandra. "If you're ready, let's
get to it."

The three walked to a small set made to look like something like
a Victorian bedroom. While the photographer gave final
instructions to Jeremy and his other assistant, Jeffrey, Sondra
went behind a screen and changed into the lingerie Richie had
provided. She had supplied him with her measurements when she had
agreed to do the shoot and he had gotten some sensual outfits at
LA Lingerie in Hollywood.

Once the camera was clicking, Sondra felt completely at ease. All
she had to do was act sexy, and she certainly knew how to do
that. She flashed her titties, wiggled her butt and spread her
legs, and all the time got more and more horny. It was she who
made the first overt move toward sex, though everyone knew it was
coming.

Throughout the shoot she said things like: "So you like my tits,
my soft, fleshy tits with their hard nipples." and "Look at my
asshole. See how easily my three fingers go in. Wouldn't you like
your cock in there, in my ass hole" and "Oh yes, I just love
showing off my pussy for men. See it all nice and pink and wet,
and I'll bet you would love to lick it, to stick your tongue
inside and lick it all up."

And when Richie set the camera down for a moment to adjust one of
the lights, Sondra said: "Why don't you?"

"Huh?"

"Come on, Richie. You've got eight rolls of pictures of me.
Enough. I can see the bulges in your pants. I can tell there are
three hard cocks that want me. C'mon, guys, fuck me now."
Sondra's legs were spread and her fingers were buried deep in her
creaming cunt. It was an invitation none of the men had any
intention of declining.

Richie pulled down his pants and walked to the bed. As he removed
his shirt, Sondra could see that he was very much a bear of a man
with coarse brown hair covering most of his body. Jeremy and
Jeffrey undressed also and moved closer to the bed.

At this point Sondra was wearing only a garter belt, stockings
and heels. Richie buried his face between her bare breasts, then
licked left, then right. The Swedish sexpot had sensitive nipples
and she enjoyed having them sucked, had, in fact, experienced
orgasm on an occasion or two from lots of long, intense
stimulation of them, but her need to cum was urgent; she wanted
to waste no time getting him inside her.

His cock was already hard; she could feel it pressing against her
thigh. She shifted her weight, got her cunt where she wanted it,
notched over the head of Richie's cock. "Ummm.... Drive it into
me. I'm so wet for you."

"Oh yeah, sweetie pie. All right." Richie thrust his hips forward
and seven of his nine inches burrowed into Sondra's craving cunt
hole. She threw her legs up to better accommodate him and soon
the photographer was plowing all of his cock into her, pounding
in and out, the two-hundred ten pounds of the muscular man
pleasuring her pussy. In minutes she experienced a mind-blowing
orgasm. She tensed, screamed and relaxed, pleased to feel hot
jets of Richie's cum spewing deep into her.

Then, as the hairy stud rolled away, Jeffrey pounced on her and
began pumping his cock into her fuck hole. Sondra was glad to see
and feel that he was in the same class of cock-size as Richie.
Looking to her left, she saw that Jeremy was equally well
endowed.

Sondra held her feet back by her ears, thrust her fuck hole
upward, opening as much as possible to Jeffrey's amorous assault.
He pounded away in a manner similar to what Richie had done. Soon
Sondra and Jeffrey received the same reward of their actions as
she and Richie had; intense orgasm and a hot outpouring of sperm.

Jeremy had a go with Sondra next. Barely had Jeffrey gotten off,
and off of Sondra before his brother's cock was right there,
right where Sondra wanted it. Jeremy too pounded away at her
upturned pussy.

Sondra had caught on to the game quickly. Clearly the
photographer and his assistants had played it many times before.
They had worked out a process of pleasure that worked for them.
S.L.U.T. Sondra gave in to the game and enjoyed it.

Richie mounted her again, then Jeremy, then Richie, then Jeffrey,
then Jeremy and Richie finishing up, the men producing four more
loads of cum in the process. Sondra's pussy was now loaded with
sperm. What, she wondered, did they have in mind next?

"Keep your legs up like that. Good. Thanks." Richie rested one of
his big hands on the backs of her thighs to help her hold her
legs up. Her legs had been up for most of the hour that the three
men had spent pumping their hot cum into her. "Bring it over,
boys, bring it over."

The brothers placed a glass top table by the foot of the bed.
Richie helped Sondra to stand over the table. She held her hands
over her pussy pressing the lips as tightly closed as she could.
Jeffrey got under the table with a camera.

"Let her rip," Richie said, and Sondra did. Laughingly she pulled
her pussylips apart and let the men's cum begin to flow out.
Their was a lot of it and it dribble nicely down onto the table
top. Jeffrey clicked pictures.

Then Sondra bent over and began licking up the cum from the
table, her long tongue snaking out to get every drop. She smiled
at Jeffrey under her as he clicked off several shots. "Ummmm.
That is so tasty. I just love hot cum." She licked the tabletop
clean.

Later, Sondra was alone with Richie. The assistants, Jeremy and
Jeffrey, had packed up the equipment, straightened up the studio
and washed the glass tabletop. While this was going on Sondra had
showered in a little cubicle next to Richie's office, toweled
herself dry. She was still naked when she walked into his office.

"You can get dressed, sweetums", the photographer said. "We're
done. I've got your check right here."

"Can you get your dick hard?" she asked as if she hadn't heard
what he had said, or didn't care.

"I guess. Yeah. Sure." He felt his hardening organ through his
trousers. Just the thought of one more fuck with S.L.U.T. Sondra
was arousing him.

"Good. Because I need one more load of your cum in me for the
road, I think, is the expression."

Richie unzipped his pants and showed his almost fully hard cock.
Sondra stood over him, legs outside his, then lowered her hot
cunt onto Richie's upward pointing organ.

"That's very good." The Swedish sensualist commenced a gentle
rhythmic motion with her hips. It was just enough to bring
pleasurable sensations to both of them but not enough to get
either of them off. "This way we will both last a good long time.
Yes?"

"Yes," the photographer affirmed. Her pert breasts were pressed
against his chest. He took hold of her smooth ass.

"Yes? Good. Then you can tell me the true story of your life."

"Huh?" He tried to look as though he hadn't been caught in a lie,
and was sure the look hadn't worked.

"Didn't you think I would talk to my friends Lesiah and Noel and
Chloe? And that they would talk to each other and to other women
you had... been with? Didn't you think that? I guess not. So now
you will tell me the true story. Yes?"

"Yes."

He did.


                        -- The End --


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