Being the photographer

Holding the camera in your hands, you knock on the door of Tricia's green room and wait. A few seconds later, Tricia opens the door.

"Tricia? Tricia Helfer?" you ask, like she's some lesser known celebrity, which she probably was in 2007.

"Yes! Hi!" Tricia shakes your hand.

"Great. I'm John. I'll be shooting you today. Can I come in?" you continue, playing the part of the Playboy photographer.

"Sure! Come on in!"

You enter the green room after her, smiling to yourself as you close the door behind you and lock it discreetly. Tricia goes over to the big, plush and red couch to sit down, where she's surrounded by red and white cushions. She motions for you to sit beside her, but you shake your head and decline. Instead, you pull the table in front of the couch to the side so that there's nothing between you and Tricia as you remain standing.

Tricia smiles nervously as she plays with her hair with her right hand. "What's going on?" she asks.

"Well, I'm here for your shoot for Playboy magazine."

"Yes. But, aren't we going to the set?"

"Oh, we'll get to that in a bit. Is this your first time doing this with Playboy?"

"Yes!"

"First time nude?"

"...yes," Tricia replies, blushing.

"Okay. Just relax. It's nothing to be nervous about. Anyway, this is how these shoots go. We start 1 on 1 in private, take some shots, get you comfortable, then we move on to the sets where the crew will come in and stuff. I gotta say, it's the 1 on 1 pictures that often make it into the magazine, so just relax and be yourself. Okay?"

"Okay, I guess. Thanks for explaining that to me! Just... tell me what to do."

"Great. Well, just sit there and make a few random poses," you instruct Tricia, proceeding to take a few pictures of her in the attire she arrived in. After that, you tell her to take the shiny jacket off and toss it to the side, getting a few pictures of her in the black top and white skirt she has on.

"Good job! This is a great start," you say, encouraging Tricia.

"Thanks! Any pictures that will make the magazine yet?" she asks.

"Well, they're great for sure, and you're so beautiful, but this is Playboy, so probably not. I can make you copies for your personal use though."

"Awesome, that would be nice. Thank you!" Tricia seems to be getting more comfortable and it's time for you to move on.

"Okay, now the skirt."

"Huh?" Tricia feigns ignorance at what you said, probably to buy some time to calm her nerves.

"Take the skirt off. Let's see those long legs of yours."

Acknowledging your instruction, Tricia reaches down to her skirt and unzips it at the side before tugging at it while remaining sitting, still displaying some shyness around you. She reveals a pair of red panties under her skirt as she drops it to her ankles, and she leans forward to take her high heels off.

"No, leave the heels on. Trust me, the readers love it."

"Oh, okay..." Tricia navigates her feet out of the skirt 1 foot at a time, before tossing the skirt on top of her jacket on the floor. You continue to take pictures, getting Tricia into a few poses on the couch. 1 with her legs spread and her leaning forward to give you a shot down her top is particularly sexy. She's braless underneath and you can see a hint of her nipples.

"Okay," you say, ready to see more of Tricia. "Now the top."

Tricia nods, and she reaches for her top, although she pauses for a while and takes in a deep breath. You wait to see if you need to give her some encouragement. She takes another breath and mumbles something to herself, although it's too soft for you to hear what she said, before she pulls the top up and over her head in 1 swift motion. As she adds it to the pile of clothes, you find yourself breathing deeper too as you get to see her magnificent body. Even though she's currently more than 10 years older than when you first saw her naked in Playboy, her body has held up pretty well and it looks like she puts in a lot of effort to keep it that way. Her breasts are perky with minimal sag and you can see the hint of the shape of her abs.

"Wow, you're beautiful, " you remark.

Tricia smiles and bites her lower lip. "I bet you say that to all the girls you shoot."

"Sure, I say it, but wow. You really are beautiful. I can't believe I get to shoot you. This issue is going to be flying off the shelves. I mean, look at you, you're every man's dream. Okay, just get comfortable on the couch. Stretch out. Roll around. Make yourself comfortable," you say, and Tricia giggles like a school girl as she tries to do as you said while you keep snapping away with the camera. At some point, you get a shot that looks really familiar and you stop, removing your face from behind the camera as you step closer to the couch until your feet are touching it and you're looking down at the mostly naked Tricia. Her nipples are visibly at attention, likely because you had used your mind control to make her horny, and the sight before you reminds of an exact picture in her original Playboy photoshoot that you've masturbated to countless times.

Tricia is looking up at you, and you notice her gaze starting to shift downwards to your crotch, where you're sure your erection is obvious. She doesn't say a word when she looks back up at you, but her smile does get wider. You savor the moment for a while, before you decide to move on.

"Okay. Now the panties."

Tricia shifts around on the couch so that she's facing you, drawing your attention to between her legs. She spreads them and you can see a little wet spot in her panties, then she puts her legs together. "Um, could you help me with it?" Tricia asks.

"Uh, sure. Of course!" you stammer, putting the camera down and quickly leaning forward to grab her panties by the waistband, grazing her smooth thighs with your hands on both sides while your face goes closer to her chest. You're tempted to lean even further forward and suck on her breasts, but you resist the urge. You focus on the task at hand as you pull Tricia's panties towards you, feeling them slip off her hips, then thighs, and finally easing off. You're greeted by a dark blonde landing strip and Tricia's pussy lips are glistening with arousal. When you take the panties off her legs, Tricia spreads them once more, giving you an unobstructed view of her in full glory.

As you stare dumbly, Tricia says, "Aren't you going to take some pictures?"

"Huh?" you look at her face and she's smiling wickedly, knowing that she has you in her snare. "Yes, pictures." You hastily pick up the camera as you stand between her legs and snap many pictures, some featuring her in full, while others are close-ups of her breasts and pussy.

"Do you want me in another pose?" Tricia's question makes you look at her once more. You stare into her eyes, recognizing the lust, and you drop the camera on the couch.

"Not yet," you respond, and you get down on your knees and dive right in on Tricia's inviting pussy. She doesn't resist, laying back and placing a hand on your head as you start to go down on her. You keep going, encouraged by Tricia's soft moans, lapping away on her sweet pussy until you feel her tapping on your head. You look up and Tricia's head is raised while she curls a finger at you, beckoning you towards her. Not needing any more invitation, you climb up her body, making sure to kiss, lick, grope and paw any part of her your lips and hands can get a hold off, until your lips meet Tricia's and she wraps her arms around you to draw you into a passionate kiss.

The deep kissing goes on for a long while as your tongues wrestle in each other's mouths, until Tricia initiates the next phase by moving her hands down to your pants. Once you're alerted to her intentions, your hands join her and you 2 work together to get your pants undone and off. You kick off your shoes and pants as you push off the couch and Tricia grabs your completely hard cock, giving it a couple of strokes before pulling it towards the heat between her legs. You groan when the tip of your cock makes contact with her pussy lips, then it nudges past her folds and fits snugly in.

"Oh my god, I'm fucking Tricia Helfer," you gasp, and Tricia giggles under you.

"You're inside me, but I don't think you're fucking me yet," she says naughtily, and you laugh, responding by starting to hump her. "Oh yeah, NOW you're fucking Tricia Helfer," she moans, closing her eyes and throwing her head back as you fuck her, making her breasts available to you as you bend down to put your mouth over her left 1, nibbling gently on her nipple. The entire experience is a sexual overload, and just a few thrusts in, you remember that you've been in a coma and haven't had sex in a year. Already, you can feel the anticipation in your loins swelling, and you regretfully realize you won't be able to last much longer.

"Shit, I haven't fucked anyone in a while," you say, slowing down but still continuing to move your hips as the length of your cock goes in and out of Tricia.

She opens her eyes and gives you a reassuring smile. "It's okay. We have plenty of time," she says, and you cum.