A topless photo in the sunset

“You do, huh?!” Nancy asked, still mostly struggling with getting her mind to focus. She had just been made to swallow a lot more hard **** than she was used too. Usually she would mostly stick to beer as well as some cocktails and it had been a while since she had gone heavy on the shots. The fact that she had just swallowed a good quarter bottle of tequila on top of a base of champagne made her feel more than a little uneasy. Briand’s voice in her ear and the touch of his perfect body didn’t help her keep her cool either.

“Yeah!” Jerome whispered, watching her closely. He calculated the state of her mind as he picked his words, but from the way she blinked repeatedly he could tell he had her where he wanted her. It was time to make a move. “I think we could get a killer picture in the sunset. You should stand by the railing and look out over the city. It would look fucking killer!”

“A-alright!” Nancy replied, her tongue feeling numb. Picture at the railing, looking into the sunset. She could do that. Her movements felt sluggish when she moved to get up from Jerome’s lap, but his grip on her waist stopped her in her tracks. Looking down, she gave him a confused look.

“You know what would really make it even hotter?!” the man’s voice was smooth, talking her into mischief like the devil on her shoulder, “You should do it topless!”

“Topless?!” She repeated. Despite her impacted state, she still felt unsure about that. “I… I don’t know!”

“Nobody will ever see anything, I promise!” Jerome pushed on, pushing to corrupt her, “Not even us. You’ll have your back turned. It’s all about that innuendo!”

“I… I don’t…” Nancy tried to reply, but the words wouldn’t come. With every passing second, she felt the tequila more. Her head felt like it was pulsating now.

“We can also just stop it now… if you are not up for it. Go hard or go home!”

Nancy blinked. This was not what she had planned. Her idea of how to get this done had been rushedly put together as Izzy had waited until the very last moment to ask for her help and she hadn’t spent a thought on actually getting naked. She had gotten Fletch to set this appointment up and now she was here. If she left now, all she would have accomplished was giving her step-daughter’s blackmailer a couple of saucy bikini pictures. She had to stay. Wait for her shot. Go hard or go home!

“Alllright!” she said, slurring her reply slightly as she finally pushed to her feet, standing up. “I’ll… I’ll do it!”

“Great!” Jerome smiled at her and the two men exchanged wide grins as the tipsy Latina turned around and staggered slightly as she made her way over to the side of the rooftop terrace., reaching and grabbing the railing to keep her balance.

“Alright!” Mendes, who had held back for the moment to let his partner work his corrupting magic, said, getting into position and lifting his camera. “Now take off the top, Nancy! The light is getting really good!”

Nancy briefly glanced back, swaying ever so slightly on her feet. She took a deep breath and slowly blew it out, trying to regain control before she hesitantly reached back behind herself. The two men watched on eagerly as she opened the knots of her bikini top, one after the other before pulling off her top, leaving her completely naked from the waist up, her flawless, golden back on full display.

“Perfect, Nancy!” Jerome applauded her, “Throw me your top so it won’t be in frame!”

She hesitated for a moment before she briefly turned and tossed her top over to the black man, taking great care to cover her breasts with her forearm as to not give them any glimpses before she turned back again, giving a short, relieved breath. She then tried to focus on the sun in front of her, the gorgeous sparkling ocean and the city below as she heard the shutter of Mendes’ camera behind her.

“These are great!” the photographer told her reassuringly as he crept to the left to capture a little bit of side-boob, “Arch your back a little more, darling!”

Sighing, Nancy complied. She felt utterly exposed at this moment, knowing what these men intended, but was shocked to find that she felt her pussy moisten slightly. Was this turning her on? Was she an exhibitionist? The thought shocked her, but it was exhilarating at the same time. Looking down, she blushed as she saw that her small nipples had hardened, topping her firm c-cups proudly and poking into the air and she knew it was not just the breeze that was at fault for that.

“You look incredible!”

Nancy almost screamed when Briand’s voice was suddenly in her ear. She hadn’t heard him approach her and she jumped with shock when she suddenly felt his strong muscular frame press against her as he hugged her from the back, pushing her up against the railing and giving her no way to escape.

“Wh-what are you doing?!” she gasped, eyes wide. She felt herself freeze up with panic. She could feel his entire body against hers. She could feel… oh God, that thing was huge, pressed against her ass!

“I thought we should get a nice couple photo…” Briand smirked. He felt her shock, but she didn’t push back, too overwhelmed by his forwardness and he took advantage, wrapping his arms around her. “Trust me, it’s going to look amazing!”

The Latina’s mind was completely blank. She had mastered life-threatening situations involving guns, bombs and knifes in her life by keeping her cool, but this… this was completely different. Frozen stiff, she felt like she couldn’t move as Briand’s powerful arm hugged around her stomach like he was her lover. Any thought of Izzy, her job or the photos was gone as her heart raced and her mind was paralyzed.

“Perfect!” Mendes chimed in from the side, “Now, how about you turn around, Nancy!?”

Before the words even processed, Briand acted on her behalf. She gasped as a strong hand grabbed her shoulder and she was roughly turned around, staring wide-eyed up at the black man, who towered over her.

“Ohmygod!” she mumbled in shock as she felt her soft, naked breasts press against his frame, gaping up at him while Mendes took picture after picture.

“Now that is some chemistry!” the photographer grinned, having the time of his life. That bitch was utterly lost, like they all were. He saw the resistance in her mind, but her body simply didn’t comply as Jerome was just a step ahead every time, pushing and pushing. Before she had fully grasped the new situation, the black man leaned down and placed a deep kiss onto her lips, holding her close. Mendes saw her doe-eyes widen, but before she could snap out of her stupor they fluttered closed as the black man’s tongue invaded her mouth, kissing her skillfully. Always keeping her on the back foot, Briand dominated her in a passionate kiss, making for an excellent picture of dominance while his hands trailed south.

Dropping any pretense of modesty, Jerome grabbed and squeezed Nancy’s ass-cheeks, his dark fingers sinking deep into her luscious flesh, eliciting a whining, feminine gasp. The skillful kiss kept her docile however, along with the copious amounts of booze they had strategically fed her and when Jerome lifted Nancy up by her ass, she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist to stabilize herself before he sat her down on the railing.

“Fuck, you’re tasty!” Jerome growled before making Nancy shiver by kissing the side of her neck. She gasped, feeling utterly helpless as his lips worshiped one of her most sensitive, erogenous zones, her eyes fluttered and her head fell to the side submissively to give him more room. With her attention entirely drawn to her throat, she barely registered the way his hands slid down along her sides to her hips, his fingers finding the sides of her bikini bottoms. and hooking into the fabric.

Mendes watched with a greedy grin as Jerome continued to work Nancy. She really didn’t stand a chance! The real shoot was about to begin!