“Perfect!”
“Now bring your hands to your knees keeping your arms straight… That’s it. Amazing, absolutely stunning.”
My fingers worked their magic clicking away and changing settings.
“Now give me a pout. Nice. Now tease me a little…” and she did. At first by blowing a kiss, then running her tongue across her lips. “Now spread your legs, but just a tad. Remember you are teasing the camera. Tease the viewer.”
And she did, pouting, licking, blowing kisses, all while letting our eyes run up her thighs to her panties.
“Beautiful. Now spread them a little wider.” Her knees where now a foot apart.
“Wider,” I instructed. She spread them now two feet, then three. Her hands began to rub up and down her thighs as her chest began to rise and fall in deep breaths, yet at all times, keeping her focus fixed on the camera lens.
My eyes darted over her body, displayed yet hidden in such an erotic tease. Her hands softly moving up and down her glorious thighs; sliding against her tight skin leaving a trail of goosebumps rippling up her body. The fabric of her panties holding tight against her mound with just a hint of transparency, though not enough to show what was beneath. Yet still, my eyes would linger, captivated by the area where the soft skin of her inner thighs meet the curve of her pelvis.
Her breasts would heave with deep breaths; the kind that drew her taught stomach in and out. Each one appeared to threaten to cause her cleavage to spill out of the brassiere, aided by the fact she would occasionally roll her shoulders, thrusting her chest out further still.
It was surreal to say the least, this forbidden show in front of me while hearing only the sound of heavy breathing and the click, click, click of my shutter with every picture captured.
I could see her fingers beginning to knead her skin as she bit her bottom lip looking at us.
“How you doin’ Mom?” I asked, still shooting away.
“I’m good, baby.” She said. “How’s it looking?”
“Amazing,” Kelly replied, her voice crackled as if coming out of a dry throat.
I smiled. “Couldn’t agree more.” I rotated to portrait. “You look incredible. Sexiest woman I’ve ever shot.”
“Really?” she asked, though it didn’t sound like a question. She took her hands off her thigh and placed them both between her legs on the bed, her arms now squeezing her breasts together.
I couldn’t click fast enough.
“Absolutely.” My fingers were a blur. “That’s hot! Hold that pose for a moment. Excellent. Now open your mouth a little like you are letting out a moan.”
And she did; only she really did moan. A soothing, and sensual sound that had my cock throbbing.
It was like we were watching another woman, or at least the one she was meant to be now breaking free once more. Her inhibitions sliding away, subsiding to this primal creature that has been longing for release.
“Perfect,” I said softly. “Now slide one hand up your stomach then cup your breast.” I could hardly believe the words came from my mouth, but they did and she obliged without a second thought. What I didn’t expect was for her to place the other right over her pussy with her middle finger pressing into the cleft.