Muse

by Jenna Rose

  …Until we had another, different ride.

  “Okay,” I replied. “What did you have in mind?”

  Chapter Seven

  Shane

  “Will you do it for me?” Jane asked, stepping close to me.

  Of course I fucking will! She’d changed into a black jersey dress that couldn’t have cost more than ten dollars, but on her it looked like a million bucks. My dick was pulsing in my pants as I took hold of it, pinching a bit of fabric at her sides, then slowly pulled it up, revealing her beautiful body to me.

  First her thighs, firm and succulent, inviting me to what came next—her beautiful little slit. She was dripping with wetness like before, but now she was absolutely glistening with desire. As hard as it was, I tried to focus. Next was her flat stomach, and then the fabric bunched beneath her healthy breasts. She smiled nervously as I pulled harder, lifting her breasts so the dress could pass up and over her shoulders. I threw it aside and stared at her body.

  She was built for fucking. All I could think about was how incredible it would feel when I slid all of my nine inches into that tight little virgin cunt and claimed her as mine. I’d already captured her beauty with my camera, there was only one thing left to do…

  …after this that is.

  “You see, the oil enhances the natural curves,” I explained as I squirted oil into the palm of my hand and worked it around. “It reflects the light and makes your body gleam. If you thought you looked good before, you won’t believe how you look with this on you.”

  Her body was quivering ever so slightly, causing her tits to bounce and my cock to flex. I wanted to be inside her, but this teasing fantasy was driving us both fucking wild, and I knew that if I kept this up a little longer she’d come the second I entered her.

  And that was what I wanted; her body quaking around my girth, her tight little pussy flexing and contracting on my shaft as she cried out with pleasure, my lips around hers, accepting her passionate moans as I showed her a whole new world.

  I reached out with my oiled up hands and began to rub her shoulders. She couldn’t hide her moan and leaned into me as I worked down her arms and back up to her chest.

  “Shane…” she whispered.

  I moved down—down those glorious breasts, cupping them and covering them with the oil. Her soft skin began to shine, enhancing the lines of her sweet curves that had me hypnotized, under her spell as I moved down across her tight stomach. My hands found the little protrusions of her hip bones, and I let my thumbs move inward, teasing the top of her little mound. She was already glistening down there…

  Then, I got down on my knees in front of her. I was so close that I could smell her tight little pussy.

  So sweet…

  I gripped her firm thighs with both hands and continued to oil her. She arched her hips forward ever so slightly as I reached her ankles and began to work my way back up.

  “Turn around now,” I told her. “We’re almost there.”

  Jane moaned softly as she obeyed my command and turned her back to me, showing off her incredible ass like a walnut just ready to be cracked open so I could see both of her two little eager holes. I moved my hands up her ankles, the backs of her thighs and then up to her ass. I gripped it hard, feeling the succulent flesh and soft skin. She was absolutely fucking perfect, and my cock was roaring to be let loose on her.

  Not yet. I told myself, but it was getting harder and harder to resist—almost impossible. Soon.

  She had cute little back dimples, and I leaned forward as I worked my way up her back, allowing my breath to gently graze her skin. She shivered and groaned.

  “Shane…”

  “Okay, baby,” I told her, getting to my feet and using a rag to dry my hands. “Now it’s time for you to pose for me. Do you remember your mark?”

  She did. My sexy princess stepped back to exactly where she was supposed to be. I raised my camera and stared. Beneath the light she was intoxicating. Every single inch of her body glowed, accentuating the curve of her breasts, the bones of her hips and her long legs that I wanted to spread open so I could bury my face in what lay between them. And I was going to.

  But first…

  “Both arms above your head,” I told her. “But carefully, or you’ll get oil in your hair.”

  She obeyed without question, and I watched her breasts move as she raised her arms as I’d told her. She was magic through my lens, and I began shooting, adjusting her pose between each shot, but I hardly had to do anything; she was a natural. With each snap of my shutter I felt us get closer.

  An unspoken bond was being created between us as I took her picture, knowing this was only for us and no one else. I could have shot her from every angle imaginable, but it wasn’t long before I was unable to resist her any longer. I set my camera down and stepped towards her.

  “Do you…want anything else?” she asked.

  “I do,” I replied. “But what I want has nothing to do with my camera.”

  “Oh…?”

  I leaned in and kissed her.

  A moan escaped her sweet, silky, wet lips, causing my cock to pulse with blood and my balls to go tense. I knew the cum was pooling there, a torrent of juices ready to be unleashed when the time was right. My body was on the verge of shaking with need from the grip her beauty had over me.

  Her lust-filled eyes locked onto mine as I took a step back and broke our embrace. There would be plenty of time for kissing later. Right now, I had something else on my mind. Again, I was down on my knees in front of her, only this time it wasn’t just to tease. It was time for business.

  The sweet scent of her dripping cunt drifted into my nose and I inhaled deeply, swimming in her feminine scent, my eyes locked on the beautiful little slit between her creamy thighs. I slipped my hands around the back of her legs and cupped her tight, plump ass and pulled her pussy to me. I heard her sharp intake of breath as I stuck out my tongue and pressed it against her delicate little lips.

  “Oh!” she cried out as the pleasure hit her. I groaned into her hole as I tasted her juices that were every bit as sweet as they smelled. My tongue traced her inner and outer lips, exploring her every crevice I was in fucking

  Heaven.

  If lightning struck me right then and there, I’d die a happy man.

  The modeling lamp above us was warm, but it was nothing compared to how hot I was between her thighs. I lifted my mouth from her warm, wet slit for a just second, just long enough to slide out of my shirt and toss it aside. Then I was back, my lips on hers, my tongue where it belonged.

  “Shane…” she whispered.

  I felt her legs trembling and she reached down and put a hand on my head to steady herself. I growled like a hungry dog and brought my hands forward and used my thumbs to spread her open, then plunged my tongue into her tight little hole.

  She moaned again, louder this time. I was exploring her like no one had ever done before—claiming her with my mouth before I brought out the big guns to do the real job.

  I wanted to snatch her tight little body and lay her down beneath me, spread her legs with my knees and give her all of my mine inches. I wanted to bend her over and watch her beautiful butt bounce as I slammed her, snatch her wrists and pull her arms back and have her fully submit to me.

  But I wasn’t about to rush through the appetizer. No, I was going to make sure I showed her everything first, and then serve up the main course. And right now, I only had one goal: to make Jane come all over my tongue.

  I ran my tongue up, spreading her little lips until I found it—that tiny little button that would drive her crazy; her clit. When my tongue brushed against it, my princess shuddered and moaned, her fingers clenching down in my hair. I knew what she was feeling. It was the first time a man had given her these sensations. She was probably a little bit nervous, a tiny bit shy, but overcome with the pleasure my tongue was giving her. I looked up and saw her gorgeous eyes looking down at me.

  I knew just by looking. She didn
’t even have to say it, but I imagined her voice speaking the words…

  I’m close.

  I growled into her, letting her know I understood, then pressed my tongue down, hard, flat and wide, applying the needed pressure that would send her over the edge. My beautiful Jane trembled, more and more until finally she reached the point of no return and cried out.

  “Shane! I’m coming!”

  And she did.

  Her juices flooded out of her tight cunt and into my mouth as she came on my tongue.

  I slowed my strokes on her clit as her body shook. She was so wet, ready for my cock which was about to tear its way out of my pants. I looked up and watched her breasts bounce as she came. Her o-face was absolutely adorable, and if my mouth hadn’t been locked onto her pretty, pink pussy, I would have kissed her. She shook one final time and I gently pulled my tongue back as her orgasm flowed out of her.

  “Good girl,” I whispered, blowing gently on her clit and smiling as she shook with the sensitivity.

  “Shane…” she muttered. “That was…that was—”

  “That was nothing, princess,” I told her as I got to my feet. I took her hands and placed them on her pants. She began to take them down without hesitation.

  “I’ve got a lot more in store for you.”

  Chapter Eight

  Jane

  My heart pounded in my chest. I could feel it in my feet. I’d just come so hard I could barely remember my name or where I was. All I could think about was the gorgeous man standing in front of me and what he’d just done. I’d gone from zero to one hundred in no time, doing so many things with Shane that I’d never done before. And there was still more to come…

  My hands moved almost on their own, as though I’d been hypnotized by Shane’s inescapable dominance, and I looked down and gasped as the base of his cock appeared above the hem of his boxers. I didn’t know much about dicks, but I knew enough to know that he had a monster in his pants.

  I felt his eyes on me and looked up at his piercing gaze as I kept pulling down, down, down until I felt his pants slip and something hard, warm and heavy slap against my wrist. When I looked down, I could hardly believe it.

  It was his dick, but it was so big it just didn’t seem possible. It was like someone had drawn him as a joke and he’d somehow come to life. I couldn’t be sure, but it looked like it was about as big as my forearm, if not bigger, and it stood straight out from his body like the prow of a sailboat.

  I was already wet, but now I was soaked.

  “My God, Shane…”

  “All for you, princess,” he growled, taking my left hand and placing it on his cock. I could feel my pulse, heavy in my ears, and my chest was heaving. My body screamed for him, but…I was a virgin. Would that thing actually be able to fit inside me? It actually might kill me!

  At least I’d die happy.

  “Is this—is this a joke?” I stammered as I squeezed his shaft and felt the strength and unbelievable girth.

  “What do you mean?” Shane replied.

  “Look at it!” I almost laughed. “How is this real!?”

  Shane lifted my jaw with a thumb and raised my eyes to his. He was grinning, obviously proud of himself and relishing in my reaction.

  “Oh, it’s real all right. And you know what else is going to be real? The way your pussy is going to come on it when I fuck you nice and hard.”

  My breath escaped my lungs and I slumped forward, letting my head rest on his strong chest as I looked down at the enormous dick in my hands. I was scared of it, and wondered if it would actually fit in me, but at the same time I’d felt like I’d just found the world’s greatest treasure and it was mine.

  Shane grinded against my grip, thrusting his hips back and forth, slowly fucking my hands, teasing me with what was to come. A long line of pre-cum spilled from his tip and into my hand. It was slick, almost like my own juices, and he groaned as I began to stroke him faster.

  “That’s right, Jane. It’s nice and ready for you. But the question is, are you ready?”

  “I—I think so,” I admitted. Truthfully, as much as I was turned on by him, I was terrified by that thing! And who wouldn’t be? If he’d wanted to hurt me, he could probably have clubbed me with it and knocked me out.

  “It will only hurt for a second,” he whispered, reaching behind and cupping my ass with both hands. “And then it’s going to be un-fucking-believable.”

  “Shane…”

  “I knew the moment you walked into my studio,” he growled. “I had to have you, and now I’m going to.”

  Before I knew it, Shane had me in his thick, strong arms. He lifted me like I weighed nothing, and set me down on the floor beneath the soft glow of the modeling lamp, the light which he’d used to shoot countless nude women. But none of them had gotten this kind of attention.

  His lips closed around mine and I moaned into them. My oiled body writhed beneath him and I felt the weight of his strong cock against my eager slit.

  I was ready to be taken. Ready to be his.

  He kissed my cheek, my jaw, my neck, moving down, lighting my body on fire with his every touch. My body lurched forward, again pressing against his incredible dick, begging for him to end this torturous tease that had been going on for so long.

  I needed it now. I felt like I might die if I didn’t get it.

  His strong hands moved across my body, caressing every inch of me before reaching between our legs. I looked down and saw he hand ahold of his dick, and as he pressed it against my dripping, eager hole, I cried out.

  “Oh my God!”

  “Are you ready, princess?” he growled. “Because I’m about to change you forever.”

  I tried to cry out, yes but I didn’t even have a chance. I watched with absolute amazement as Shane slid every single inch of his throbbing, thick cock into my pussy.

  He was right—it did hurt—but only for a second as I stretched around his incredible thickness. Then, the pain was gone and replaced by complete euphoria.

  I moaned as he hollowed me out, expelling every bit of air I had from my lungs as my head fall back and I surrendered to him. He growled as he started moving inside of me. I felt like he was going to poke right out of my stomach, or out of my mouth. He was stretching me to my absolute limit, and I loved every second of it.

  His perfect, washboard abs rippled as he fucked me. His biceps looked ready to bulge out of his skin as he held himself over me. His cock was a hard fist inside me, and his fierce eyes were possessive and intent as he stared at me like I was his.

  …and I was.

  “You feel so fucking good, princess,” he groaned. “You like my cock inside of you, don’t you?”

  I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn’t answer. The feelings were too overwhelming. My absolute dream man was taking my virginity.

  Shane Mason, one of New York City’s best photographers was claiming me on the floor of his studio where countless models had come through. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined something like this happening.

  I groaned and wrapped my arms around his strong, muscled back. How was it possible that he was an artist and ripped like a bodybuilder? His cock was thick inside of me, and I gasped with pleasure as he kept moving, touching every inch of me.

  It was beyond anything I’d ever felt before with my “alone time.” I felt my pussy clench down on him every time he pulled back as he thrust, as though my body didn’t want to let him go. His lips pressed against my neck. I felt the warmth of his breath and the strength of his body as he took me to places I’d never known existed.

  My pussy was still throbbing from the oral orgasm he’d given me moments before, but the feelings coursing through me now were something different. As he fucked me, I felt like a woman. A gorgeous man was using my pussy for what it was meant for, and that realization had me dripping wet.

  “Good girl,” Shane growled, wrapping one hand around the back of my head and curling my face to his. “You take it li
ke a champ already. You want it harder, don’t you? I can feel your pussy tight on my dick. You want it harder, don’t you?”

  “Yes!” The word escaped my lips before I even realized what I was saying. It was as though the reply was automatic—like my body knew better then I did what I wanted. And as Shane grinned and picked up the pace, I realized just how badly I did want it.

  He thrust forward so hard our bodies smacked together like two hands clapping. My clit bloomed with a hot pleasure each time his body slapped against mine. My legs shook and my heart pounded in my chest. I could feel his too, heavy beneath the taught muscles he held my body with. He was ferocious, primal like an animal. I inhaled his manly musk, feeling more alive than I’d ever felt.

  “I showed you how to come one way,” he whispered. “Now I’m going to show you the other.”

  His words sparked inside me, flooding me with excitement. My legs began to quiver, and I threw them around his strong waist and held on for dear life as he really started to give it to me.

  My body shook. My breasts bounced against him and I threw my head back and gasped as I felt my orgasm beginning to swell inside me like a flower bud starting to bloom. I stared in awe at his incredible body as he fucked me, but saw that his eyes weren’t on my tits on my pussy—they were on my face.

  So, I looked up at him and stared as my orgasm rose and rose, propelling me toward the point of no return.

  “I feel it, princess,” he told me. “I feel that tight little cunt clenching down on my cock.”

  Oh my God!

  “You’re close aren’t you!”

  “Yes!”

  “Give yourself over to it. Give yourself to me. Let me feel you coming on my cock.”

  My whole body shook and my orgasm flamed through every inch of my body, claiming me with indescribable pleasure. I felt my pussy clench down on him and he buried himself deep inside as I came.

  I tried to keep my eyes on his, but I couldn’t. My head slumped back against the floor as the waves of my orgasm carried me away to another place. I felt Shane groan against me and his powerful arms and hands move over my body.