Handjob

Katie's fingers worked the sides of Sam's shaft. She found that the back-and-forth action was bringing him more intense pleasure, so she focused on that. His dick was very long, and filled her small hands so much that she could work both hands at the same time -- one toward the back, against his soft but full pubic hair, one toward the head of his cock, which every so often would leak a drop of pre-come. Back and forth, her hands would go, and she'd switch -- now the left hand in the back ... now the right hand in the back ... then left again.

She leaned her face in toward his cock, and darted her tongue out, teasing that she might lick the tip. Her tongue got close, but never touched it. Sam got harder at the thought of it. Katie felt him thicken, and she jerked even harder with both hands. She pulled one hand off, licked it, and brought her own saliva to the side of his cock. She did the same with her other hand, now moistening the shaft herself. This changed the friction between her hands and his skin, and she adjusted some of her stroking patterns.

It worked for Sam, who continued to twitch. He began to thrust into Katie's hands, fucking her fingers. She periodically applied more spit to her palms to keep her hands moist for him. Her stroking got steadier, and gradually faster as well. Sam's thrusting would start and stop, pausing when he felt that Katie's efforts were bringing him more pleasure, and then resuming when a wave of impending orgasm had passed.

It occurred to Danny that if this was actually the direction the photoshoot was going, Katie was going to need pictures of her face. He stood up, positioned a small step stool behind Sam, and climbed one step up. He was able to hold his camera over Danny's shoulder, and aim downward at Katie.

As she continued to jerk Sam's cock, she noticed Danny's new position, and looked up. She saw Sam's eyes staring back at her -- but she realized what Danny had realized. She needed to make eye contact with the camera. She smiled at Sam, and nodded. He swallowed, and nodded back in agreement. Her stroking got faster, and she angled his cock to point directly at her face.

Katie shifted her focus slightly so that she was staring directly into the camera. Danny's angle was such that he had Katie's face clearly in the shot, as well as a bit of Sam's abdomen, and of course, his cock held masterfully in Katie's grasp.

She continued to massage his dick, pulling on it, stroking it. She smiled. Her wide blue eyes stared at the camera over the top of the dark-rimmed glasses. She opened her mouth, her tongue resting gently against her bottom lip, occasionally tensing at the anticipation.

Her hand movement became steady once again, settling into the rhythm that she had recognized Sam found the most pleasurable. She felt his body stiffen. He began to thrust toward her again, lightly, and in small moves, not disturbing the composition of the pictures Danny was capturing.

She stroked. He thrust. Danny clicked the camera. Stroke. Thrust. Click.

Sam felt a surge of energy rush through him, and he knew he was close. Katie knew it too. She maintained her rhythm, and let Sam take control. He thrust at her, and shivered. He held still, and she gripped his dick more firmly. His body pulsed, and sharp stream of semen shot out of the tip of his cock. It splashed onto her face, across her forehead, her right eye, and across her glasses. As it dripped downward toward Katie's nose and cheeks, Sam clenched his body, pulled slightly back and thrust again. Katie's grip pressed into him, and a second burst of jizz erupted, covering more of her face.

Katie could only really open one eye, as the other was coated in spunk. She kept eye contact with the camera, though. Sam's third load shot out, this one landing in Katie's open mouth. She instinctively smiled as his come hit her tongue. She licked her lips, catching a bit more that had dripped down from before.

Another thrust, another click, and another load shot forward, landing again on Katie's mouth and chin. She squeezed Sam's dick harder this time. The bursts of come were probably done, and she knew she could get more of his hot juice if she squeezed it from him. As she did, his dick dripped forward onto her hands. She kept one hand on his cock, and brought the other to her face. With a single finger, she collected some of the drops of sperm and brought them to her mouth. She brought out her tongue, and licked the drops, swallowing again.

She jerked Sam's cock a bit more, and he shook in post-orgasm pleasure. He was done, but Danny kept taking pictures. She smiled at the camera. She brought her finger up to her right eye, and scooped out the jizz that was covering her eyelashes. She licked that off her fingers, and now able to open her eyes again, looked back up at the camera. She smirked, blinked, and swallowed. She remained still for a few moments, just breathing and smiling, as Danny fired off a few more pictures.

Finally, Danny stepped back off the stool. Sam relaxed. Katie let go of Sam's dick, and sat back on her heels.

"I don't know about you boys," she said, "but it would be great if we could liven up this photoshoot a bit. I'm getting bored." She paused, hoping they'd find her joke funny, but the two men were so awestruck with what had just happened that they didn't know what to say. Katie burst out laughing herself, which broke the tension. Sam and Danny began to chuckle as well.

Danny sighed. "Let's take a break and collect ourselves. Katie, I don't know what to say -- do you still want to do the other looks we had planned?"

Katie looked at him like he was crazy. "Are you nuts? Of course! I'm a professional, and we've got work to do!" She stood up. "I'm just going to wash up. Be back in a jiffy." With come coating half of her face, she walked toward Sam, smiling. "Not bad. Not bad at all." She patted his chest as she walked past him, and trotted up the stairs.