Max took some more pictures. She could hear his breathing was getting heavier. "So, if you're over sixteen, I don't need your mother's permission for these shots..."
Jess smiled and let the hand on her thigh creep a little higher. "I'm eighteen," she answered, watching his reaction.
Max grinned and then focussed his attention back on his camera. "Maybe a little more racy, then?"
Jess nodded. "What do you want me to do?"
Max moved across to her.
He took the hand that was on her breast and lifted it up. "How do you feel about actually cupping one of your, um, breasts, maybe looking like you're enjoying a quiet moment, imagining a lover...?"
Jess nodded and rubbed herself through her bra.
Max stood up and held the camera again. "Maybe slip a finger under the material...?" His voice was thick.
Jess nodded and did as she was told. She was enjoying the feeling of Max being in charge, but also knowing that by doing what he said, she had the power to turn him on.
"Maybe let your other hand wander higher," Max suggested, still snapping away.
Jess closed her eyes and ran her fingers up her thigh to her knickers.
"Maybe caress yourself through the material, or, if you're comfortable, under the material."
Jess ran her hand across her knickers and then slipped a finger under the elastic, inside herself.
Max was still clicking, his voice low and hoarse now, the desire evident on his face. "You really are quite grown up, aren't you?"
Jess nodded, licking her lips, enjoying the buzz as she watched Max watch her. She had one hand under her bra teasing a nipple and the other rubbing at her slickness.
Chapter Five
"How do you feel about taking your bra off?" Max asked, desperate to touch Jess, but stopping himself.
Jess shrugged. "No one's ever seen me topless before," she said, still playing the role of the innocent, despite the way she was touching herself.
Max licked his lips. "I won't tell anyone."
Jess reached around and undid her bra, smiling when Max's mouth went slack as he watched her tits tumble out - her nipples erect.
"Wow," was all he could say, and his actions were clumsy as he pointed and clicked the camera. "Can you touch them?" His voice was full of anticipation.
Jess smiled. She was enjoying this. She rolled her nipples around with her fingers and massaged her breasts. She was so turned on.
Max clicked as Jess rubbed herself.
"Would you be happy to take off your knickers?" Max's voice was practically a growl.
Jess nodded and delicately lifted her bottom off the silk and slipped her knickers off.
She kept her legs together.
Max snapped some more.
"Can you..." Max took a deep breath, "touch down there?"
Jess nodded and, keeping her eyes lowered, moved a hand down over her stomach and onto her pubic hair.
"Can you open your legs?" Max asked. "Can you show me how pretty you are down there?"
Jess opened her legs, feeling the silk sheet brush her skin.
Their eyes locked and Jess could feel how much Max wanted to fuck her, and Max could feel how much she wanted to fuck him. This waiting game was excruciating.
Max was still clicking away, aiming his camera downwards, at her open legs.
"You look wet..." Max said. Jess wanted to laugh; he was practically dribbling. "Can you touch yourself again?"
Jess nodded and slipped two fingers inside herself.
Max had moved closer to her now and was looming above her with his camera and his heavy breathing.
"Can I kiss you down there?" Max asked, putting the camera on the floor. "Can I taste you?"
Jess was pretty sure she would come straight away if he did. "I've never been with a man before..."
Max cleared his throat. "Sweetheart, I promise I'll be gentle with you."
Jess nodded and opened her legs wider.
Max lowered his head down and placed his cheek on her pubes. She could feel his breath on her.
Softly and gently, restraining himself immensely, Max poked out his tongue and licked her clit. Just once, just softly.
Jess moaned.
"You like that?" Max asked, wanting to devour her but stopping himself.
Jess nodded again. Max leant down and licked her again, softly, barely touching her.
Jess groaned and arched herself up to him.
"Mm, you do like that." He smiled and kissed her clit, smothering it in tiny little kisses, darting his tongue in and out, making her squirm.
He reached under and held on to her backside, using his hands to lift her up to his mouth. He started licking her harder, lapping at her and slipping his tongue inside her.
Jess knew she was about to come and so did Max. As she started bucking under his mouth, he supped on her juices until she thought she might pass out.
Max grinned and lifted his head up. "You'll make a beautiful model, Jessie. Can I make love to you? Can I be the first one?"
Jess nodded her head, so caught up in her orgasm that she had almost forgotten their role play.
"Can you unzip me, sweetheart?" Max asked, thrusting himself at her.
Jess nodded and peered up at him through her lashes. "You won't hurt me, will you?"
Max shook his head and took her hand, guiding it up to his crotch and pressing it against his hardness there.
Slowly and tentatively, as she thought a virgin might, Jess unbuckled Max's trousers. She unzipped his jeans and pulled them down.
"Touch me," Max commanded her.
Jess touched his cock through the material of his trunks.
Max pulled them down and then pulled off his shoes, stepping out of his clothes and kicking them out of the way.
"Touch me," he told her again.
Jess put her hand up, hesitating slightly.
Max thrust towards her again.
Jess took his cock in her hand and held it, like she was shaking hands.
"Hold me like this." Max moved her hand, and put his hand over the top. "Rub me like this."
Jess did as he told her and Max groaned, bucking in time with her hand.
"I want you to suck me off," Max said.
Jess looked at him, eyes wide, but she nodded.
She dropped to her knees, her naked body aching for another release.
Max held on to her hair and guided his hard cock into her mouth.
He led the action, until he was close to release.
"I want to come inside you," he said, pulling back.
"Promise you won't hurt me?" she asked again, putting worry in her voice.
Max smiled and kissed the top of her head. "I promise."
He laid her on the silk sheet, kissing her neck and her mouth. He ran his hands over her body, squeezing her bum, grabbing her boobs, nibbling her nipples.
Jess wanted to scream.
Max placed himself above her. "I'll be gentle," he said and he kissed her mouth as he entered her, slowly and surely.
Jess moaned and writhed as he made love to her, slipping the length of him all the way out and all the way in, deeply and slowly.
Jess came again, this time with an intensity that surprised her, and just after that, so did Max.
"Was I okay?" Jess asked in her higher pitched voice.
Max grinned. "If that was your first time, I can't imagine how good you'll be with more practice!"
Finally, the two of them broke character and burst out laughing.
Jess smiled. "That was so sexy. And I thought you'd like the photographer thing."
Max loved photography - and he was pretty good. Though normally he took pictures of the sea and the beach.
"It wasn't on though, was it?" Jess asked. "Think that's number three or four on the list!"
"What? Naked pics?" Max grinned and rubbed his hands together. "Can't wait for that. And tonight, you being the little virgin, I just want to fuck you all over again!"
/> Jess smiled and raised an eyebrow. "I'm willing!"
She reached down and caressed Max until he was ready to go again, and this time when he entered her it was hard and fast and rough until Jess was actually panting and swearing. "Yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
This time, after a long, sweet orgasm, they were both spent, and Max fell asleep within seconds, in a damp patch of sweat and come.
.
The next morning, Max was up before Jess again. She had been late finishing her blog and emailing it to Leyla, and wasn't planning on getting up any time soon.
Max kissed her before he left. "Text me what we're doing today..." he whispered as he left.
Jess murmured her agreement and then went back to sleep.
When she eventually woke, she was groggy and a little sore - she had had a lot of sex in the last few days - she usually had at least one rest day in between!
She picked the list up off her table. How could she decide what was next?
There were fourteen items on the list. Just two weeks to go from vanilla to what...? Dirty sex? Fetish sex? Weird sex? What had she let herself in for?
She supposed she should make her way down the list - looking at it, it seemed to progress from tamest to wildest. She wasn't even sure that they would get that far!
So she grabbed hold of her phone and text Max. Number two was sex toys. It was something they'd done before - but maybe a trip to Ann Summers was necessary. After all, one vibrating cock ring probably wasn't going to cut it!
Chapter Six
Jess arranged to meet her sex toy 'expert', Sian, in Ann Summers in town, at two o'clock.
She waited across the road from the shop and text Sian. She was just parking her car, so Jess leaned against the wall and watched the people who were visiting the shop.
Most of them were young women and she was also surprised by how many couples visited the shop.
In her head, sex shops were frequented by dirty old moustachioed men in beige flasher macs! The opposite was obviously true though.
The women visiting were all ages - though the majority looked about mid-twenties, Jess guessed.
A few looked a little shifty as they went through the open doorway though - and she couldn't blame them really. After all, a trip to Ann Summers couldn't be for anything other than sex stuff!
And although there was nothing to be embarrassed about - after all, everyone was doing it - everyone knowing you're doing it is a bit different.
Plus, at the checkout, everyone would know what you were into and what you got up to in the bedroom.
For example, when she was at the supermarket checkout, she often worried about what the people in the queue behind her thought of her choices. Were they questioning her lack of fresh fruit and veg? Were they wondering if she planned to eat the family-sized bar of chocolate on her own? And she hated buying tampons - hated everyone knowing that the reason she looked like she wanted to ram a trolley into their shins was because it was her time of the month!
But far worse would be the checkout in Ann Summers... Hmm, that one bought butt plugs - her other half must like a bit of bum fun! Ha, look at that double ended dildo - gay as the day is long, she is!
Jess was wishing she'd known about this assignment a little sooner - she could have shopped online instead. There was a lot to be said for the anonymity of internet shopping!
Jess stopped judging fellow shoppers when her phone beeped, and she pulled it out and read a text off Sian: it said she was outside the shop. Looking over, Jess could see there was a woman standing near the door with a phone in her hand.
She looked about thirty-ish and pretty normal - compared to Katy that is! She was wearing jeans and a flowery smock top. Her blonde hair was pulled up in a ponytail. She didn't look like a sex expert to Jess. But then, what was a sex expert supposed to look like?
"Sian?" The woman jumped a bit and then smiled and dropped her phone in her bag.
"Hi! Jess?"
The two women shook hands.
"Shall we?" Jess asked, nodding her head towards the doorway.
The two women went into the shop.
It was pretty busy inside.
"So you come here a lot?" Jess asked.
"I think I'm their best customer!" Sian laughed, and then almost as if to prove it, one of the shop girls nodded and waved at her.
Jess laughed. "No exaggeration then?"
Sian shook her head. "Not at all. I love this shop. I spend a fortune here. It just helps spice things up. Sex with the same man for fifteen years can get boring..."
"Fifteen years? Wow - are you married?"
Sian nodded. "Yeah - been together since we were fifteen. Got married when we were twenty. Three kids. Both got jobs. Sex sometimes feels like the last thing we want to do." She shrugged. "Sex toys help."
Jess followed Sian to the back of the shop. The front half was full of beautiful lingerie, and then there were the role-play costumes - air stewardess or all-American cheerleader anyone? Or... even better, sexy army girl, sexy head mistress or sexy... sexy anything, seemed like it worked!
At the back of the shop were different sections: fun stuff - like penis-shaped pasta and hen night paraphernalia, racks of books and DVDs. Then there was a separate area full of more extreme stuff - like whips and chains and fetish gear. Rows and rows of vibrators, in every colour, shape and size.
"Where do we even start?!" Jess grinned.
"Easy," Sian said, leading Jess to some shelves. "Licks and lubes."
The rows were full of little bottles - it looked like a pharmacy.
"Banana lick, strawberry lick..." Jess picked up the bottles and read the labels.
"So just making stuff taste better?"
"It can help!" Sian grinned and held up a bottle of cookie dough lube. "Less fattening than dessert, eh?"
Jess laughed. "Does it actually taste any good though?"
Sian nodded. "The massage stuff is good - makes everything a bit more slippery and exciting."
Jess shook her head. The array of stuff for sale was mind boggling. Did people really need all this stuff to help them get off?
"I like bananas and cookie dough," Jess said, and popped them in her basket.
Sian laughed. "You're more of a beginner, so I won't get you a gimp mask!"
Jess shuddered but she was laughing. "Show me though?"
Sian led them over to the darker section and Jess shook her head. Handcuffs were one thing, but nipple clamps? Really?
"Tell me you don't clamp your nipples?" Jess said.
Sian grinned. "I have done - it's not really my cup of tea, but I have given it a go. Don't knock it till you've tried it!"
Jess laughed. "I am knocking it - there's no way!"
"What about this then?" Sian held up a box and the picture on the front looked pretty weird to Jess.
"What is that?!"
"It's a nipple and vagina harness - hooks you all up!"
Jess shook her head. "I just don't get it - it's too scary for me! There is nothing sexy about being clamped!"
They were both giggling as they moved on to the next section. "Bum fun?" Jess asked, spotting the butt plugs.
Sian nodded. "Might be too much for a beginner. I love them, though."
Jess laughed. How could people be so open about their sex lives?
"They're just like a wine-stopper, aren't they? Like a bottom-stopper?"
Sian laughed. "Yeah, I suppose. They're good though. Come on, you need something a bit gentler."
Sian led Jess to the vibrators. "You need something good for couples," she said, looking down the line of stuff - they all came in boxes but some were out for display purposes.
Some of them looked bloody scary to Jess!
"Here." Sian held up a box that contained a little vibrator, which claimed to be ideal for couples. The shape of it enabled it to tuck in between your bits while you had sex, heightening the pleasure for both of you, apparently!
Jess smiled. That would
do!
In this forest of vibrators, she really needed something quite straight forward and this little gem seemed to fit the bill.
"Anything else?" she asked Sian.
Sian nodded. "Cock rings are always good."
Jess nodded. They'd used one of them.
"Well, this lot..." Sian led her around the shop again and picked up a box; she really was an expert. "are all slightly different. They all vibrate - but at different speeds. One of them can go in the freezer or be heated up in hot water. One of them is all bobbly. They'll be lush for you."
Jess nodded. Nice to know someone was that concerned about her sex life.
"One more thing," Jess said, and Sian helped her choose a 'tame' porn film for tomorrow.
They took Jess and her basket to the till, and Jess felt the queue of shame feeling come over her.
Were the other people in the shop judging her choices? Would they know she was vanilla?
Was the woman on the till - smiling and friendly looking - actually thinking her sex life was pretty lame.
Jess busied herself finding her purse in her bag so that she didn't have to make eye contact.
She was looking forward to trying the stuff with Max, but she didn't want to be judged!
Chapter Seven
Jess grinned down at her 'booty', all piled up in the middle of the bed. She had put the porn film aside until tomorrow.
She hoped Max would like the sex toys: edible licks and lube, a cute little vibrator that would fit in between their bits while he was inside her - in bubblegum pink and a set of vibrating cock rings in all the colours (and widths) of the rainbow.
She liked the pretty sex stuff far better than some of the scary contraptions she had seen earlier. She still couldn't get the image of the nipple and vagina harness-thing out of her head - it really did look like something from a dungeon, used for torture, rather than something designed for sexual pleasure.
Jess was planning a quiet evening in front of the TV, followed by a night of sexy experimenting.
.
She could see how tired Max was as soon as he stepped through the door... and banged his knee on the table, and swore, and threw his stuff on the floor. His dark hair looked even more tousled than usual; he always ran his hands through his hair when he was stressed.
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