Opening the Studio

After my exhilarating morning encounter with Kathleen, a sense of contentment lingered as I decided that I definitely need a shower. Today marked the grand opening of my photo studio, and I had a crucial appointment scheduled for the afternoon that demanded my full attention and preparation. With anticipation, I made my way back home and indulged in a long, luxurious shower. My aunt had outdone herself with the bathroom design—a spacious oasis featuring an expansive curved glass enclosure. Inside, a rain showerhead was elegantly integrated into the ceiling, accompanied by three strategically placed body sprayers along the wall.

As the hot water cascaded down, enveloping me in a soothing blanket of steam, I let the stress of the upcoming day melt away. Suddenly, the soft, metallic glide of the shower door opening caught my attention, and then it quietly closed. The thick steam obscured my view, leaving the space around me a misty blur. Before I could react, a hand reached out from the fog, gently clasping my cock. Instantly, my body responded, and a surge of arousal coursed through me, leaving no doubt about the intentions of my unexpected visitor.

"Oh, he's happy to see me, and I think he's bigger than before," the mysterious visitor murmured as her hand caressed my ever-thickening member. Through the steamy mist of the shower, I caught sight of Melissa—a surprise visit from next door that her unmistakable voice had given away. With unabashed desire, she continued to stroke my cock with one hand while the other firmly gripped my ass. Drawing close, she pressed her body against mine, her tongue diving into a deep, passionate kiss. The feel of her full, round breasts smushing into me under the cascade of water was intoxicating, prompting me to return the favor by fondling her ass and teasing her nipples.

"It’s even grown a bit. The water here really does wonders," I remarked, while my hand slipped behind her, finding its way into her heated core. Without a word, Melissa shifted her focus—she pulled away, quickly knelt down, and took my entire cock into her mouth. Her skilled tongue flicked along the underside, and with each aggressive, sloppy suck, she swallowed every inch of me. Yet, as arousing as that blowjob was, my hunger demanded more. I needed the heat of her pussy. With both hands, I gathered her head, gently pulling her from my throbbing length, and guided her to stand with her body arched against the shower wall.

Spreading her legs invitingly and showcasing her wetness, I slowly aligned myself with her waiting entrance. I began with the head, teasing the tip in and out, until her moans grew louder, and she pulled me in, welcoming the full length of my steel hard member. Seizing the moment, I wrapped my arms around her waist and commenced a passionate, earnest rhythm, each thrust echoing her urgent cries: "Yes! Fuck me! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me hard! Fuck me harder!" My rapid strokes pounded into her tight, eager pussy, each collision marked by shudders as multiple orgasms rippled through her. Even after a previous encounter with Kathleen, my climax now teetered on the brink.

"I'm going to cum, Melissa!" I gasped.

"Please, Sam, fill me with your cum," she pleaded, her voice raw with desire. Her words spurred me on, and with one final, forceful thrust, I released a heavy load of my hot seed into her tender depths. As the water washed over us, I slowly pulled away, cum dripping seductively onto the shower floor, a silent testament to our unrestrained passion.

"Thanks, Sam. I'm really glad I tracked you down this morning," Melissa said, her voice echoing slightly off the tiled walls.

"Same here," I replied, adjusting the shower's temperature as steam began to fill the room. "I was with Kathleen earlier when I couldn't find you or your mom. It's nice you came over."

"Kathleen's back? That's great news," Melissa said with a mischievous grin. "She has a way of making a girl feel amazing. I'll definitely have to visit her later."

We continued chatting, laughter bubbling up as we splashed water at each other and shared the shower gel. The scent of fresh citrus filled the air as we took turns rinsing off the suds. After a warm embrace, we stepped out, leaving a trail of damp footprints on the bathroom floor. Melissa, her skin glistening, and with a playful bounce in her step, headed towards the door. I watched her disappear down the hallway, knowing I had to get ready for the afternoon's photo session.

Before my time in Eden Valley, a round of passionate lovemaking would have left me drained and yearning for a nap. But here, I felt revitalized, buzzing with anticipation for my new career in this vibrant town. Over the past few weeks, I’d immersed myself in the studio, reacquainting myself with the equipment. The lessons from my college photography classes slowly resurfaced in my mind. I spent hours adjusting the lighting, testing cameras, and refining my post-processing skills, growing more satisfied with each shot I captured. Though I knew it would take considerable time and effort to reach the level of artistry my aunt achieved in her photos, I felt a surge of confidence. I was ready for my first clients.

At precisely 2:00, a gentle knock echoed from the studio door, right on schedule. The town's mayor, Kim, and her husband Erik stepped inside. Kim wore a deep red lacy silk chemise that barely grazed the tops of her thighs, the delicate fabric hugging her curves and offering tantalizing glimpses of her skin. Her hard nipples pressed against the thin material as she moved, and the perfectly trimmed landing strip between her legs peeked out with each step she took into the studio. Erik walked beside her, a reassuring presence with his massive hand resting on her waist. His attire—a pair of light shorts and a loosely buttoned dress shirt—revealed the contours of his impressive physique, the outline of his large member discernible through the fabric.

"Hello, sweety!" Kim exclaimed warmly as she crossed the room, enveloping me in a hug. The firmness of her breasts and the press of her nipples against my chest sent a thrill through me, and I felt a familiar stirring below.

"Good to see you again, my venn," Erik's deep voice rumbled, a grin spreading across his face, his Norwegian accent coloring the words.

"Good afternoon, you two," I replied, gesturing toward the setup behind me. "I've arranged the studio just as you requested, and I'm thrilled to have you as my first customers. Are you ready to enjoy yourselves and capture some unforgettable moments?"

I didn’t get a reply because they were already moving toward the intimate corner of the studio I’d prepared. I’d set it up with a neutral backdrop, softbox lighting to bathe every angle in a warm glow, and a gigantic memory-foam beanbag that promised comfort and indulgence. I grabbed my camera and moved closer to the couple as they surrendered to their passion. Erik cradled Kim tightly; her long, lean legs wrapped expertly around him while their lips met in a ferocious kiss. I couldn’t help but begin snapping pictures as Erik’s hands wandered to Kim’s ass, fondling it before gently easing her onto the beanbag and sliding her chemise off. With a playful smile, she returned the favor, tugging his shorts aside and taking his throbbing member into her hand, stroking it before teasingly licking the tip. Her slow, deliberate licks traced from the head down the underside of his shaft as she cradled his sensitive balls.

Erik then discarded his shirt and captured her gaze, guiding her head so that she eagerly took his throbbing cock into her mouth. Though his member was impressively large and she couldn’t swallow it whole, her determined effort was undeniable. With a smooth motion, he pulled her head away and then, with a possessive grip, lifted her effortlessly. He spun her around, positioning her upside down so that he could indulge in licking her exquisite pussy while she continued to pleasure him with her mouth. Despite her inverted position, her desire was palpable from the way her lips were engorged and her small clit protruded teasingly. Her arousal was evident as vaginal fluid began to glisten and drip from her pussy, which Erik hungrily savored with his tongue.

Caught up in the intensity of their acrobatic ritual, I found myself capturing shot after shot with one hand, all while stroking engorged tool with the other hand. “That’s fantastic, you two!” I called out, though I knew they were too immersed to really notice.

Erik reclined on the beanbag, maintaining that tantalizing motion even as his tongue continued to trace the contours of Kim’s inviting mound. In a bold move, Kim took control, sliding away from his tongue and turning around before expertly spreading his legs and slipping her limbs under him. She reached around, gipping his glistening, wet shaft and guiding it inside her soaked cunt so that she could ride him. Slowly at first, using just the head of his cock to tease herself, she slowly drew out every delicious moment. My camera captured close-ups of Erik’s impressive length as it moved within her tight, Asian heat while his hands grasped the beanbag as if fighting to claim her entirely. With a low moan that spoke of deep satisfaction, Kim allowed herself to be carried by the rhythm until his thick cock disappeared completely within her dripping snatch. She moved with the grace of a dancer, shifting speeds, depths, and angles, her curvy ass a mesmerizing sight as Erik’s guttural Norwegian cries harmonized with her fervent moans. Every thrust heightened my own arousal, keeping my hand busy while I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the scene unfolding before me.

After a long, charged session, Erik shifted rhythm, guiding them into a classic doggy style. Kim lay seductively on the beanbag as Erik approached from behind. Gripping her waist, he began to penetrate her slowly, occasionally slipping a finger to tease her puckered asshole. “Fuck me harder, Erik. Fill my pussy with your cock,” she begged breathlessly. Rising to her demand, Erik accelerated his pace, thrusting deeply and hard. Kim’s scream of ecstasy filled the room as her pussy responded with an intoxicating surge of her own juices. “I want to feel your cum on me, Erik. Cum for me,” she commanded.

Every thrust brought a satisfying smack as her hungry heat enveloped his tool and his thighs slammed into her small ass. It wasn’t long before Erik pulled back to unleash a massive explosion of cum all over her back and ass, the hot load even catching strands of her long, glossy black hair. He then reinserted his slowly softening cock into her, their final slow, gentle fuck carrying them to the cusp of desire until she pulled away to reward him with a tender, oral caress, cleaning him with her mouth.

I was still lost in my own world, clicking away on my device when Kim’s gaze found me. “Sam, I’m thoroughly impressed with you—your aunt never managed to complete a full session before joining us,” she purred.

“Thanks,” I mumbled, feeling a mix of embarrassment and desire as I awkwardly tried to shove my rock-hard erection back into my shorts—an effort doomed to fail against my arousal.

“Sweety, you’re too cute,” Kim cooed, grabbing my hand and pulling me over to the inviting beanbag. In one fluid motion, Erik snatched the camera from my grasp as I toppled backward into the soft cushion. Before I could process what was happening, Kim had undone my shorts, her hand finding my throbbing cock and stroking it with incredible expertise. I sighed deeply as she drizzled her spit across my length and began to suck me with a skill that sent shivers through my body. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Erik’s smile as he snapped picture after picture, but I cared little about his voyeurism—the raw pleasure of their Kim’s attention was all-consuming.

“Your stamina is impressive, Sam. I know exactly what you need,” Kim declared seductively as she straddled me, lowering herself onto my throbbing erection. Even after being ravished by the much larger Erik, her tight, eager pussy wrapped around me like a promise of forbidden delight. With practiced ease, she gripped my cock with the experienced ministrations of her intimate muscles, drawing me deep inside and massaging me with her skilled, sultry rhythm. Overwhelmed by the intensity, I couldn’t hold back any longer—I exploded inside her in a massive release, a climax that defied all expectations enhanced by witnessing their earlier passion.

“Yes! That’s exactly what I needed,” she cried out happily as she slowly slid off me. My cum began to leak from her dripping heat, and she reached down to capture every drop with her fingers. Pausing to admire the small collection of our shared ecstasy, she then licked her hand clean, savoring every lingering taste as if it were pure ambrosia.

“That was one incredible session, Sam. I’m going to tell everyone in town about you—you’ll be booked weeks in advance,” Kim teased, a sultry glint in her eyes.

“But you haven’t even seen the pictures yet,” I protested, a playful smirk tugging at my lips.

“The pictures are just a bonus. There’s something so exhilarating about getting fucked while a professional documents every steamy moment. Next time, Erik and I will bring a couple more friends, and we’ll record it all on video,” she replied, the promise of more igniting a fire inside me.

“Yeah, video sounds absolutely irresistible,” agreed Erik as he carefully placed the camera aside.

“Alright, let’s clean up. Can we use your shower?” Kim asked, the lingering heat of desire still in her tone.

“Sure thing. It’s just through the door and down the hall,” I replied, my voice husky with anticipation.

“We know exactly where that is,” she winked.

I nodded as the three of us headed toward the bathroom to wash off the remnants of our passion. After a steamy shower and tender, lingering goodbyes, we agreed to arrange another video session soon—a prospect that left me burning with anticipation for the next round of uninhibited pleasure.