Lilith has her picture taken

As John stepped out of the dark room he heard a call off to his side.

“Wow kid. You were in there so long I lost track. If only my exes had stamina like that. You really made her work for that cash.”

John stood abashed, not wanting to sully his pride by correcting the clerk that pulled up to him.

“Um, yeah. She was great.”

“I’ll bet. I know girls who would kill to be stacked like that. You’re one lucky guy.”

John looked puzzled at this. What made him any luckier than the other guys who got to experience her through the glory hole? The clerk continued regardless.

“Hey, come with me. There’s something at the back I’m sure you’re gonna love.”

The girl pulled him around a corner to a wall at the back of the store. Covering the wall was an array of photos showing topless women. Many had globs of cum sticking to their faces and chests.

“We collect pics of women after their first time in the room for our Wall of ‘Shame’. Our customers love it. Not everyone lets us take one though which is the real shame.”

John was too busy ogling the collection to pay her any attention. One of the pictures there must be the mystery woman who he had been practicing with. There were some busty women shown but none seemed to be as big as he imagined his partner must be. His eyes caught on one photo set amid the others. It was crudely signed ‘Chelsea’.

“Yeah, that’s me alright. Had that taken my first shift here. Sort of my right of passage. Wasn’t too big of a deal.”

Beside Chelsea’s photo was one of a pretty, young blonde bearing a much more nervous expression. A glob of semen hung from her brow. This one was labelled ‘Annie’.

“That’s the other girl that works here. Not really the kind of gal you’d expect to work in a place selling erotica though. She’s certainly blonde alright. Well not really stupid, more like naïve and gullible. She got the job here on the suggestion of her old therapist if you’d believe that. You’ll probably see her soon if you keep coming here.”

John wondered what sort of issue she had to get fixed by working here. He was eager to meet her though. With the ample rack displayed in her photo she was certainly more John’s type than the current clerk. He turned to his side to speak.

“Do you mind if I look at these for a while.”

“Knock yourself out. Just don’t take any. You wouldn’t be surprised how many goes missing. We got the backups in the back to reprint them but we’d get in trouble if anyone found out.”

With that she left him to start working but always seemed to linger nearby to keep an eye on him. John didn’t mind. Looking was more than enough for him.

For the last hour Carl had been counting down the minutes until he could exact payment. Working in a sex store he got to see all kinds of slutty and adventurous women but never had he seen such a voluptuous broad. Sure he’d seen bigger tits before but never accompanying a waist capable of fitting into a corset. If gullible Annie was on shift he could have talked her into covering for him while he got a sample but uptight Chelsea wouldn’t let him have any fun. At least she had given him the pleasure of capturing her on camera. As the clock struck down the final minute, he strode over to the back room and gave a sharp knock on the door.

“Your hour is up. I’m opening the door now.” What greeted Carl was an image of eroticism. That magnificent female form was kneeling, leg splayed facing the wall, doused in copious volume of jizz. Her shirt and bra lay discarded behind her leaving her enormous melons on broad display. Her cum-framed face held an expression of masturbatory bliss as one hand slithered down her trousers. Her skin and hair glistened under the lustre of drying masculine juices. “Excuse me miss but are you still okay with having your picture taken in exchange for waiving your first fee?”

“Ah, yes. Yes please.”

“Then we will need to move you through to the office. I can get you a towel to cover up while we walk through if you like”

“No thanks. I’m fine like this.” She stood up straight and turned to face Carl. He could see the full extent to which she had been covered. He had to wonder just how many men had been serviced this last hour for her to be so completely soaked. She smiled a coy grin as if nervously anticipating her walk of shame. Carl could feel his erection showing through his pants. “Well, are we going?” she said impatiently.

“Ah right. Its best if you don’t touch anything until we get you cleaned up.” Carl noted as a drop of semen dripped off the tip of her nose. The woman left her discarded clothes as she strutted out the door behind him. Carl led the woman across the salesfloor to the tills, drawing the attention of every customer on the way. He plotted his route as to avoid Chelsea and hoped she might have completely forgotten, giving him more time with the beauty. Finally, Carl manged to pull her through into the seclusion of the office.

The office wasn’t particularly big with a desk and filing cabinets taking up one side and a bed in one corner. Carl answered the question before it came.

“It has its uses.”

Carl took a camera from the desk drawer and set it to take a photo every ten seconds and set it on the desk angled down.

“I need you to kneel down here in front of the desk and push your chest out. Other than that, it’s up to you how you pose. We’ll take a few and let you decide which we use. I can let you pose with my cock if you like.”

Carl offered up optimistically. The camera had been angled to avoid his face when he was stood up. After a moment’s consideration, the woman nodded shallowly as she moved to where he indicated.

“Wow, you really are a slut aren’t you.”

The slut turned red but didn’t stop. Savouring this moment, he motioned for her to do the work for him and she unbuttoned him before sliding his erection free of his pants. Now ready he pushed the button down on the camera and returned to his place, positioning his cock a couple of inches away from her face. He watched as she tried a number of different poses; pushing her tits together, licking a glob of dried semen from her finger, crooning her neck to smile next to his member. Suddenly he felt a warmth around his penis as she took it into her mouth. Carl had to pull back in surprise. As much as he did want it, Chelsea would skin him alive if she walked in on that. The woman looked dejected at that and Carl decided to bring the shoot to an end. He strode over to check the photos on the camera. He noticed the last one had caught her with her lips on his cock and decided to keep that one to himself. He showed the others to the woman and she decided on one of her presenting her tits proudly to the camera.

“Right, we’ll have that one printed to go on the wall. You can tidy yourself up now.”

She cleaned herself up with a towel he offered. As she was getting dressed, Chelsea came into the office.

“Shouldn’t you be watching the floor?”

“Eh, its dead out there. All the customers left. Just came to check up on you.”

“I don’t need you watching me.”

“Whatever.”

Chelsea could be such a hard-ass sometimes. Carl wished she was more submissive like Annie. He scowled then began the process of printing out the photo. She turned away from him and addressed the dressing woman.

“So how was it then. Enjoy yourself? I know one customer who certainly did.”

The woman beamed at that and the two began to talk of her experience. When she wasn’t paying attention, Chelsea grabbed a photo from the printer and slipped it into the woman’s bag. She like to leave a pleasant surprise for the customers who got their pictures taken. As they left the office together, Carl grabbed the other printed picture. He decided to take this one for himself. If Chelsea noticed it was gone he would blame a customer. He transferred the other pictures from the camera onto his phone then deleted the originals so she wouldn’t see them. With a last bit of tidying up he followed them out of the office.