I know my dad always told me that life begins on the other side of
this. Her thought, what the fuck am I even doing right now?
If you aren't thinking that every once in a while, then you ain't living.
I don't think me in a freezing studio apartment with my dick out was
what he had in mind. But it most definitely had me thinking what the
fuck am I even doing right now? The photographer was snapping away, but
this felt less like a photo shoot and more like a game of endurance,
trying to have to look so uncomfortable, says the woman wearing a fucking coat.
She snapped another picture. Than lord of the camera, do you wanna
stop and take a break. Nah, let's finish this. When we finally
did, I put my dick back in my boxes and redid my pants.
Jazz handed me my turtle nicking socks. I really appreciate you helping me bring
my vision to life. Thank you, Eric, I nodded, my teeth,
chattering too much to speak. She went around the apartment closing the wide
open windows while I put on my boots. When I looked up she was
she was in front of me, handing me an envelope. I took it
and thanked her. She walked me to the front door. ORDS couldn't express
how glad I was to be getting out of that fucking ice box. I
grabbed my coat off the rack as we said our goodbyes, and I was
off, my skin warming up at the thought of how much heavyer my pockets
were. I went home eight showered, turned off my cellphone, and went
to sleep. I awoke to my house fall and rigging all the way across
the fucking room with all the anger of a single child free man who was
rarely walking up when I was sleeping. I snatched the receiver off the hook.
What Eric, Hey, it's Jasmine, Hey, Jasmine, what's up
good? I glanced at the alarm clock beside my bed when I am listen.
I know this is some professional but I was going through your pictures,
editing them, and the worst thought came to my mind. Don't tell me
you need me to retake them. I don't know if I could do another
afternoon in that deep freezer of an apartment. Jasmine, her prolonged silence answered
the question. Look, I was just joking. I can come back to
my around the same time if that works for you. I don't need you
to take the pictures there. Actually I need you to. I need you
to come see me tonight. It was my turn to be silent as I
recognized the deepness in her voice, my sense I know this isn't right,
but I was going over the shoe and it was together with I finished.
For yeah, it did. I rubbed my thigh. Four moments ago,
my dicks had been resting in a relaxed state. Now I would set my
heart as it recognized it was being summoned. Tell me what you want to
adjustment. I want you, how do you want me? Silence, hold
another line. Tell me how you want me, or you're not getting me.
I need you to be very direct with me. I want you inside
of me, inside you were everywhere. Her answer was breathing practically a moone
like. Her fingers were vern her clit as she was saying it, I
ain't gonna lie. That declaration had me feeling smug as hell. No one
that had power over this woman was empowering only because everyone who knew her name
and work labeled her as unattainable. Her sexual photographs were for the public to
devour, but the woman herself was for no man or no woman to have
did my did grab your attention? I asked, genuinely curious. No,
it wasn't the dick, It was the man. I tried to remember what
I might have done and capt the better. I mean, I had been
myself told a few jokes, cussed a lot to tell me get through the
cold, but nothing in particular stood out. I come through, I said,
climbing out of bed on two conditions. Why are the conditions eric the
way? She said, My name mad, my dick harder and maybe for
some pepping my stuff. Have the heat on, no open windows, and
be naked when I get there, she snickered acutely. I knocked on the
door and heard Or walk to me from the hallway, greeting me with a
smile, a smile that I hadn't seen from her before, following me.
Her studio apartment was spacious, the front room mostly occupied by her camera equipment,
lights, and her backdrop. On the other side of all of that
was her fancy ass king size floor bed that I didn't see earlier. It
was made of purple silk sheets, looking like water in the dim light.
That's where she walked to after letting me through the front door. I didn't
follow her, though, I was too busy watching her hip switch and her
ass jiggle as she walked across the wood floor. There's something about seeing a
woman the first time after she makes it known that she wants to fuck you.
Everything about her is different. The way she walks, the way she
smiles, even the way she smell is different. Jasmine consciously tried to look
and smell good for me, which turned me on because I know she don't
do this for everybody. When she been down to get into the bed,
the sight of her pussy lips and part of the ass cheeks was damnar enough
to take me out the game. I went to the foot of the bed,
undressing while looking down at her. She had already seen me naked,
but I guess this was different. She was biting her lip and her head
cocked up at me like she was beholding a gud. I mean, at
least that's how she had me feeling with the univited attention of her big brown
eyes. Gave me touch your pussy, I said, and slowly she parted
her legs and did what I told her to do. Two fingers went back
and forth from her swollen click to her glits in the opener. The way
it was already leaking her juices made it look like she had been through around
into it as already. She moaned, her breathing quickening, mm hmm,
Slow down, baby, don't make yourself come just yet. I wanted you'll
come down here and make me come. My clothes were around me on the
floor. The only thing I wore now was a heart on that I had
in my hand. I don't want to give it to you just yet.
I kind of like carrying your back. She smiled, dimples pairs on her
cheeks. She laid back, spreading her pussy lift with her fingers and asked
us having made me bag, and but you take care. I sucked in
the breath she had got me with that one. I joined her on the
bed, replacing her fingers with mine, With that pussy still spread open,
I buried my tongue inside. Needed to taste that shit. Her juices took
my hunger for her to another level. I mowned as I closed my mouth
around her clip. Her thighs trimbled like speakers when I started sucking on her
her hips. Coming off the bed, I locked down on her wrapping my
arms around her thighs. She couldn't moved much after that, having to take
my tongue lashing and my mouth sucking. Her nails dragged across my shoulders,
only making me I saw her pussy more. I knew she came with her
thighs locked around my head, but that didn't stop me. I slid two
fingers inside of her. I maintained eye contact, her eyes as heavy as
her voice as I kept sliding my fingers in and out of her. Tell
me how bad you want to stick? Tell me how bad? Something bad.
I won't be satisfied until I have it. I stuck one of her
hard nipples into my mouth, then the other one. I kissed up her
body until my tongue was deep in her mouth, fighting with hers that kids
told me just how bad, and she wanted me. I took my fingers
out and slid the head of my dick end. She gasped at the sudden
penetration. Her eyes dilated. Oh, I thought you said you wanted it.
You can't even enter the ten. She rotated her hips, hungry for
me, so I gave her some more. Her mouth and eyes were old
when I had every engineer. Her breaths were coming fast, like she was
overwhelmed, her legs rapping around my waist. Fucked me, I complied,
but I did stroke her fast and hard, grab the buy her throat that
slid and slow and deep, watching the face that she made and the sounds
that came from her mouth, her eyes running the back of her head.
After a while, and I was fighting not to come, her pussy was
soaking water around my deck, drawing me back in like it had a life
of its own and it didn't want to let me go, gripping me like
she wasn't ready for it. Her body squeezed me tight as she came.
Oh, oh shit, I take that dick. Take that dick, bitch,
take that dick, you pretty bitch, Come on, dick, Come
on aby. Her mom loud and weeping in my ear her neck and said
sweet nothing that she settled down. I had to take myself out to keep
from coming. I turned her on her stomach and swattered her ass with my
dick. It was then that I saw her asshole was as moist as her
pussy, spreading her ass oopen. I didn't hesitate, rarely getting a fuck
a woman in her ass. The tiny hole adjusted easily around my dick,
taking the whole thing in one thrust. I tried to give her a minute,
but she lifted her hips anxiously. I fucked her ass the opposite way
I fucked her pussy. I went in hard, fucking in the way she
gave it to be fucking. There was something so degrading about anal sex that
it turned me into a fucking beast. She was gripping the sheet, looking
back at me. Her face crunched up as I went in and out of
her. There was no holding myself back. It was too much fucking excitement,
too much stimulation. I saw white as I finally, but my body
shut her from the power of the orgasm. I don't know how long it
lasted, but when my vision return, balls drained and I had just enough
strength to fall into the bed beside her. I had been somewhere between sleeping
consciousness when I felt warm, thro raight throound my dick. I realized she
was washing me with a rag. It felt so good. Tell me something,
I said, weakly, What was it about me that made you want
this? Since you claim it wasn't my dick, it wasn't, then tell
me what it was. I just see things beyond the surface. When I
was taking pictures of you. It was all in your face, in your
body language, just something that made me want you. I wondered what that
could have been. I thought I was stiff and hell in front of the
camera. You were, but you were also perfect. Perfect Huh. How
often do you encounter this perfection in people? Rarely? That's why I had
to have it for myself.