1. The Model, Revisited


    Date: 10/18/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: CherryRedGirl, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    arching my back, and then I unclipped the bra, and let it fall to the ground. My D cups were out in the open, my nipples hard and prominent. Mason kept taking pictures. I showed them off a moment before covering myself up, feigning camera-shyness. I turned around and let my ass be the focus. I bent at the waist, spreading my legs apart. I looked back at the camera and Mason. "Beautiful, just like that!" Then I hooked my fingers under the sides of my thong, and pulled it down, finally exposing my ass and already wet pussy. "Kelsey, we can't show that in the magazine," Mason said nervously. I ignored him and took the panties off. He stopped taking pictures and his hands fell slack. I turned towards him, pinching one of my nipples. "You need to put that back on." "Oh, Mason, I'm so much more comfortable like this though," I saw him swallow as his Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. "Why don't you get comfortable too?" "Up until now, I've been strictly professional with you, Kelsey..." I laughed. "Well, maybe it's time to change that. Why don't you come here?" Mason hesitantly took a few small steps toward me, his eyes roaming my body. When he was within arms' reach of me, I grabbed him and pulled him closer. I took his hand and laid it on my breast; he took in a sharp breath. "You know that I'm married," he glanced down at his wedding band. "So," I said. "We're just having a little fun. She won't ever know. I promise." Mason lifted his free hand and cupped my other breast; he ...
    squeezed and pushed them together. "God, you are so sexy..." He whispered. I ran my hand down his torso and let it linger on the bulge in his pants. He was hard for me, he wanted me. I felt it grow beneath my fingers. I looked up at him, as he did to me, and then he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into him for a kiss. His beard tickled my cheeks as his lips met mine. He kissed me roughly and passionately, his tongue parting my lips and finding my tongue. I ran my hands through his hair and pulled him closer. I breathed in his musky cologne and tasted cinnamon on his lips. He broke away from me and slipped his shirt over his head. I placed both hands on his chest, feeling his racing heart beat. His chest was firm and warm with just a little bit of dark, curly hair. His hands went back to my breasts, pinching and twisting my nipples. He took one in his mouth and sucked on it. I arched my back pushing my tits into his face. He made his way to the other one, planting little kisses across my chest. He cupped my breast and swirled his tongue around my nipple, again taking it in his mouth. When he was done playing with my tits, he moved down to my pussy. I spread my legs for him, and he dove in. He licked long, slow strokes on my engorged labia and then short, quick strokes on my clitoris. He sucked and nibbled on my clit sending waves of pleasure through my body. His tongue darted into my pussy; I grabbed a fistful of his hair and pushed his head down. I couldn't control ...