Blowjob

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 didn't touch it. Sam got harder at the thought of it. Katie felt him thicken. She pulled one hand away from his cock, and brought her mouth up to the side. She blew cool air on his shaft, once again teasing the possibility of oral contact, but not yet following through.

With Katie's hands working more irregularly on his cock, Sam took hold of his shaft himself, and began masturbating. Katie moved her hands to his thighs, and gazed up at him. Sam was in control of the moment now, and along with stroking his own dick, he moved it closer to her face. Katie did not withdraw, and Sam's efforts brought the head of his dick closer and closer.

Katie's mouth opened. She licked her lips, and remained open, waiting, hoping.

With Katie's hands on his legs, it was up to Sam to direct the action. He looked at her open mouth, and looked at her. Katie's eyes widened as if to say, it's up to you. Sam stroked his cock a bit more, building greater anticipation through denial. But eventually, he needed to feel the warmth of her mouth on him.

Sam pulled his dick and clenched his muscles, working himself into a thicker erection. He paused, and aimed the tip of his cock toward her mouth. Katie shook a little, and licked her lips again. Sam lowered his dick so that the head was just about in contact with her lips. Katie extended her tongue, and delicately touched the tip of his penis. A small drop of pre-come oozed out onto her tongue, which made her shiver and smile.

With a breath, she moved in toward him more forcefully. She still only made delicate contact between her tongue and his penis, but she was in more control now. Her tongue ran along one side of his cock, then across the head, then along the other side. She returned back to the head once more, and lingered there, her tongue getting more aggressive, pressing into the softer skin at the tip. Her lips began to purse together, and soon she had her mouth just barely around the tip.

Inside her mouth, she toyed with the head, teasing the hole at the tip, and tasting his pre-come. Her lips moved forward, and the head disappeared into her mouth. She moved forward again, and another inch went in. Then another, and another. With a final thrust forward, she took his entire cock in her mouth all at once. Her tongue continued to work while her lips pulsed around the base of his dick.

She slowly slid back off his cock, maintaining full pressure with her lips. His skin glistened with her saliva. Working her tongue and lips in tandem, she went forward again. She brought her hands up to the base of his shaft, and used them to elevate his dick. She began a steadier rhythm now, leaning back and forth, allowing his dick to fuck her mouth. Every so often, she'd alter the pattern, use her tongue for a moment on the tip, or press her teeth into his shaft lightly to create a different touch sensation.

Sam was doing everything he could to hold back. He had had his fair share of oral sex in the past, but the whole day with this girl was something out of a fantasy. As Katie worked her mouth on him, he kept pulsing his muscles to thicken his erection, often squeezing a little bit of pre-come from the tip of his dick.

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 suck 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. She sucked on him faster, and kept the angle consistent so the camera could see everything.

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. As her mouth slid back and forth on and off Sam's dick, everything remained in the frame of the camera.

She continued to suck 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. Every so often, she'd release his cock from her mouth, and lean back, her mouth open, her tongue resting gently against her bottom lip, tensing at the anticipation.

She returned his cock to her mouth, once again settling into a rhythm. She felt Sam's body stiff. He began to thrust toward her again, lightly, and in small moves, not disturbing the composition of the pictures Danny was capturing.

She sucked. He thrust. Danny clicked the camera. Suck. 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 tightened her mouth around his dick more firmly.