by Jenna Rose
He was admiring me, watching me, relishing in what he’d done to me. And before I even knew what I was doing, I was sliding off of him and on my knees in front of him, presenting my dripping pink pussy to him.
“Like this,” I whispered. “Take me like this, Shane.”
Doggy style…
Shane got up on his knees behind me and grabbed my ass with his strong, rough hand. “You’re a naughty little princess, aren’t you? I’m going to take you every way possible.”
Chapter Nine
Jane
Wow. So that just happened!
I’d just come all over Shane Mason’s dick. I’d just lost my virginity and had my first orgasm from being fucked at the same time. My body was lost in bliss. My mind was a swirl of desire and I felt lost in Shane’s presence. He was overwhelming, dominant and possessive, which made me feel strong and confident in myself. On my knees in front of him, presenting my pussy to him for him to take, I no longer felt like the frumpy model sidekick; I felt like the main attraction.
It was me that had him on fire—me that had him hard for me and growling with passion while he fucked me. Out of all the girls he had seen in his life, he’d chosen me.
That realization allowed a flicker of a thought to swell inside me—a thought that was beyond the enormous lust flowing through me—that was hinting at something more, something deeper inside of me than his enormous dick. It was crazy to think that I’d only met him this morning and I was already thinking those kind of thoughts, but maybe this was like Romeo and Juliet, Jack and Rose…
…only our ending wouldn’t be tragic.
I tossed my hair over my face and arched my back even more, presenting my hole to him. I felt my juices dripping down my inner thighs, my body crying out for him.
I was still reeling from my orgasm. I felt possessed by lust, like all of my insecurities had been smashed away by the pounding he’d just given me.
He was incredible—almost too good to be true. I felt a tiny glimmer of doubt in my mind as I wondered whether this actually was something he did all the time, but I pushed it from my mind and moaned as his hands found my hips.
No. You’re special, I told myself as he pressed his swollen crown against my lips and gently spread them.
“You sure you’ve never done this before?” Shane asked. “You pull off that pose like a fucking pro.”
I blushed with pride and glanced over my shoulder at his muscled, sculpted body. Some of the oil he’d rubbed onto me had transferred to him while he fucked me, and I understood what he meant about it enhancing what was already there. His body was magnificent, and I could just picture him in a speedo on the beach posing for someone else, rather than being behind the camera.
“You sure you haven’t, Mr. Photographer?” I countered. “An awful lot of girls come in and out of here—”
Before I could finish, Shane leaned forward and snatched my face and brought his lips to mine. But he didn’t kiss me. He just stared into my eyes with a firm intent.
“Never,” he growled. “No girl has ever done this with me. You understand? Don’t even think that, princess. You’re the first woman who’s ever made me feel this way, the first woman who ever hypnotized me with her beauty, and the only woman who I ever gave myself to like this.”
I almost died right then and there. Any doubt that had been in my head was gone, replaced by the warmest feeling in the world, like an undying flame had been lit inside of me.
“I don’t even know what to say…”
“You don’t have to say anything, Jane,” he replied. “Just take this dick.”
He thrust forward and slid back inside me. I took it all without flinching. The new angle was heavenly—somehow even deeper, which I hadn’t thought possible.
I bit my lip and felt his heavy desire in his grip as he pulled my hips into him, his cock bottoming out inside of me with a slap of my ass against his strong legs.
“That’s it, that’s it,” he growled. “Look at that fucking ass bounce on my cock. You’re so fucking sexy, baby.”
Baby…he called me baby…
My face pressed against the cold floor of the studio and my mouth hung open as he fucked me. The tip of his cock, that thick swollen head, massaged my g-spot with each stroke, causing me to cry out ever so softly each time he thrust into me. I felt every single hard inch of his thick dick as it slid in and out of my dripping cunt, flooding me with unbelievable pleasure.
“You think I’m sexy?” I asked, wanting to hear more.
“Fuck yes.” My ass slapped against his legs as he fucked me. My g-spot was aching inside me. My legs began to shake, but Shane held me strong. “Taking my cock like that on all fours—so fucking hot. You’re mine now. And I’m going to make you come again like this, princess.”
Again?
“That’s right,” he said, reading my thoughts. “Again.”
I felt his strong grip on my ass and groaned when I felt it—his thumb, wet with my juices, pressed against my other hole. I’d never even expected being touched there, but the sensation was incredible. It felt forbidden, exciting, and amplified the other sensations already roaring inside of me.
I really was giving everything to him.
“Holy shit, Shane…” I whispered as another blossom of sweet light began to spread inside me. My third orgasm was already beginning. He was absolute magic.
“Take a deep breath,” he told me. I did as I was told and cried out as he slid his thumb inside of me, taking both of my holes.
Oh my God!
My eyes snapped shut and my jaw clenched down. With each thrust of his hips, his tight balls slapped against my clit. Somehow, his arms were so long he was bale to reach around and cup my breast with his free hand. He gently twisted my nipple, and for a second I thought I might pass out. His dick in my pussy, his thumb in my ass, his balls slapping against my clit and his hands on my breast…it was almost too much.
“Shane—”
“I feel it, baby,” he purred from behind me. “That pussy’s getting nice and tight for me. So fucking wet and warm.”
“Yeah?”
“You’re getting close again,” he replied. I could hear the smile on his lips. He just kept going—filling me up, stretching the walls of my cunt around his girth.
A virgin no more. This was fucking insane, and I was about to reach the point of no return again, only this time I wasn’t sure I’d be able to handle it.
“Shane—” I stammered as my orgasm roared towards me like a jet plane ready to take off.
“I know, baby,” he cooed. “I know. Come for me, princess. Come.”
His next stroke took my breath away. I thought he might break me for a moment, but the shock was instantly replaced by an orgasm that hit me like a bowling ball to the forehead. I tried to cry out, but my body went stiff and my air was trapped in my lungs.
My legs shook like I was standing in the center of an earthquake, and I felt myself starting to fall forward. Shane snatched my hips and tried to keep me up, but it was no use. I was coming so hard that every one of my limbs shook uncontrollably and I collapsed onto the floor beneath him, causing his cock to slip out of me.
“Put it back in, put it back in!” I cried out, but Shane was way ahead of me. He slammed down on me with all his weight and drove his thick dick back into my coming little hole. My pussy gripped him eagerly and pulled him back to where he belonged. He pinned me to the floor as I shook. His lips found mine and all I could do was let him kiss me, let his tongue slide into my mouth as I quaked with pleasure.
My body sizzled. My limbs tingled and I shook one last time as I finally began to regain my senses. He pushed his cock inside me as deep as it would go and left it there, rocking back and forth slowly like we were dancing. I began to whimper, which slowly morphed into an uncontrollable giggle as the reality of what was happening came crashing down on me.
He’d eaten me out and I’d come and almost lost my mind. Then he fucked me, and I’d come
again. And now—he’d made me come so hard I’d almost forgotten my name. If he did it again? Well…
“You’re going to kill me,” I said, only half joking.
“Death by dick?” he teased as he caressed my back which was slick with sweat and oil. “Well, wouldn’t that be the best way to go?”
I giggled and managed to kiss him back.
“But, don’t worry, princess. I’m pretty sure you can take a little bit more.”
Chapter Ten
Shane
Three orgasms. It was pretty good, but it wasn’t enough.
I couldn’t just ease Jane into the world of sex—I had to blow her fucking mind and make it something she couldn’t ever possibly forget. There was plenty left that I would do with her, and I was having a fucking hard time holding out after she spasmed all over my dick with that last one, but for now there was one more thing I had to do before I blew my load.
We both groaned as I slowly pulled out of her. She was lying face down beneath me with her legs almost together, which made it hard for me to see her little holes. I grabbed her ass with both hands and spread her open. Her pussy was nice and red like it should have been. Her lips were gleaming with cunt juice. I grabbed my cock by the hilt and slapped her with it, spanking her little slit and causing her to shake even more.
She squealed and twisted onto her side, showing off her curves like a Greek goddess. I snatched her hip bone and spun her around onto her back. I was so turned on it almost made me mad. How could someone so fucking sexy exist? The thought of another man seeing her beauty drove me absolutely insane, but there was no chance of that anymore.
She’s mine now…
Before she knew what was happening, I snatched Jane’s pretty little legs, spun her onto her back, and put her ankles over my shoulder.
She moaned as I slid back inside of her tight little hole and pressed my weight against her, pinning her legs back over her head. Her tits looked absolutely insane from this angle, and I snatched them with both hands as I started to give it to her.
“Shane…” she whimpered.
Her face was hot, covered in sweat and desperately beautiful. Thick curls spilled down over her eyes. I was entranced by everything about her. I couldn’t get enough. I’d just gorged myself on her, but still I wanted more. I’d just feasted but was still hungry. I wanted to make her come until she passed out, until she forgot who she was, until she could do nothing but mutter my name while she took my cock.
Somehow this beauty had gone through her entire life without being discovered by an agent, a photographer, or just some asshole frat boy who wanted her for one night and nothing more. It seemed impossible, but thank God it was the truth. Now I’d claimed her and she was mine.
Technically I still hadn’t crossed my professional line. Jane wasn’t a model or one of my clients. We’d played out the fantasy though, and it was real enough for both of us. Her body was a piece of art beneath me. I’d captured her beauty through my lens, and now I was capturing her body with my cock.
I had her balled up and pinned beneath me, her tits squeezed together and making my mouth water. Her dripping cunt was gripping my cock so tight that each stroke I gave her felt like it was ready to throw me over the edge.
But it wasn’t time yet. No. I had to hold out. I had to blow Jane’s mind even more.
She was warm hot bliss beneath me, and I lay down against her so our bodies were intertwined and her cute little feet were up around my neck. Her plump little lips were just begging for my kiss, so I gave it to them. I sucked hungrily at her bottom lip before opening my mouth and kissing her deeply. Her tongue pressed eagerly into mine and I sucked it gently, reminding her of my oral skills that I’d shown off earlier.
My sexy little princess moaned as I kissed and fucked her, grinding my hips against her pussy mound, feeling the slick, shaved skin. My balls slapped against her ass with every thrust, and I shifted my strokes to long, deliberate and hard, taking time between each one but really ramming it home when I gave it to her.
Her lips burst with pleasure and she moaned my name.
“Shane…”
“Yes, baby,” I smiled. “You like how I fuck you?”
“I—I love it!” she cried back. “I can’t even handle this…”
Possessed by her beauty, I snatched a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back, exposing her long slim neck to me. I kissed it, up and down, tasting the salty tang of her sweat. It drove me wild. I would put my tongue on every single inch of her beautiful body. I wanted all of her—to smell, to taste, to have whenever I wanted.
She was mine now. All mine.
Her body relaxed beneath me. I knew what was happening. She was going to come again, but she was so tired from the last three orgasms I’d given her, that she could only surrender completely and give herself over to the pleasure that was about to take her.
“You gonna come again, baby?” I asked her. “I can feel that you are.”
“I…”
“Don’t worry, princess. It’s going to be your best one yet. Give yourself over to it. I’ve got you.”
Jane’s beautiful eyes peered out at me from beneath her mess of curls. I brushed them aside with my hand and stared, possessed by her beauty. I felt her wet little hole tighten around me as her orgasm approached, and my cock responded by twitching inside her.
I was ready to go off too. I was ready, but not just to come, to come with her.
I wanted us to experience that together, a mutual orgasm that would rock both of our worlds at the same time and solidify the bond that had already begun to form.
“I—I’m close…” Jane whispered.
“Me too, baby,” I replied, kissing her cheek just below the eye. “I’m going to come with you. I’m going to fill your tight little pussy with my cum. Then you’ll be mine forever. Understand?”
Jane’s eyes went wide and she nodded, thrilled by my words. I felt the wild heat in my dick and my balls went tight as my cum pooled as I reached my release. It was about to happen. I was going to claim her by flooding her with my hot, sticky juices and she was going to know what it felt like to be taken—really taken by a man.
“Here I come, baby,” I told her. “Are you ready!?”
“Yes!”
“Tell me you want it.”
“I want it!” she moaned, her beautiful eyes sparkling. “Shane, please!”
“Here I come, baby!”
I grunted as I came. My hips bucked forward and I locked my cock as deep inside her as it would go. I growled as I felt my cock pulse and a huge rope spray inside her. As it hit the back of her pussy, she cried out and came too.
“Fuck!”
Her pussy clenched down on my dick. Her body was making a statement: I wasn’t going anywhere.
Jane cried out as her orgasm exploded through her entire body. My strong arms squeezed around her, hugging her tightly as my dick shot rope after rope inside her, filling her with the biggest load I’d ever shot in my life.
I gasped for air, and both trembling together, we began to come down from our mutual bliss. I lay my lips loosely against Jane’s neck as my tense body began to relax, and felt the last final clenches of her pussy on my hard shaft. Gently, I rocked my hips and felt my warm cum drip out of her, and with a deep breath, pulled out and looked down.
Her pretty little pussy was nice and pink and red from the loving abuse I’d just given it. Right there in the middle, leaking out of her tiny hole, was a little white pearl of my creamy load. Some of it began to spill out of her, down to her other hole, and I quickly slid my hand under her ass and tilted her hips up.
“Don’t let it out, princess,” I told her. “Keep my cum inside you where it belongs.”
Her mouth fell open as she looked up at me, and I reached out and caressed her breasts tenderly, still in awe of her beauty. We stared at each other for a long time until a tiny smile crept over her delicious lips.
“So…would you call this a successful shoot?
” she said with a naughty little smile.
I burst out laughing. “My most successful shoot. Nothing could compare.”
“Yeah?” she asked. I knew what she was getting it. She wanted to hear me say what was on my mind, and as I looked into her eyes, I knew she was feeling it too. So I just came right out and said it.
“This wasn’t just a shoot and an excuse to fuck you, Jane,” I told her. “It was more than that.”
“More?” she whispered.
Fuck. I wasn’t just falling for her—I had tripped all over myself and landed at her feet.
“So much more,” I said. “I love you, Jane,” I said as I held her close.
Her eyes lit up and she pulled my face to hers. I kissed her with every fiber of my soul, feeling like our bodies were somehow melting into one. I knew from that moment, or maybe I’d known it all along, that I’d never let her be away from me again.
“I—I love you too,” she whispered happily. “I never thought something like this could happen so fast.”
“Me either. But it feels right. I know it. I know it more than I’ve ever known anything in my life.”
She nodded again, so delicious and cute in my arms. “Yes…”
“I can’t be without you after this, Jane,” I told her.
“I don’t want to be without you either,” she whispered.
“Then we won’t,” I smiled. “This is just the beginning of us.”
Jane smiled and nuzzled her head into my neck and whispered. “Does that mean we can’t do any more photoshoots, though?”
“Are you kidding?” I chuckled. “I’ve only just started my private collection. I’m not about to stop now!”
Chapter Eleven
Jane
My head was in the clouds on my way back to my apartment. I would have stayed with him forever, but needed to get my things and the rest of my life in order before I moved in with the man of my dreams. Besides, my brain wasn’t working right, not by a long shot.