Admiring my work

Kate stands before me, her nude body flushed and glowing like a golden idol under the soft lighting. She holds my camera, her eyes wide with wonder as she scrolls through the explicit images we've just created. "Oh... oh wow," she breathes, her voice a mix of awe and excitement. "These look amazing," she continues, her fingers swiping through the photos, each one more erotic than the last.

She pauses on an image of her bent over my desk, her body arched as I take her from behind, her leg hooked over my shoulder. "My God, they're so...," she murmurs, her eyes lingering on the way her body stretches to accommodate me. She sees herself laid out on her back, her legs wrapped around me as I drive into her, the sheer intensity of the moment captured in a single frame.

Then she sees it—the image of her spread wide, her fingers parting her folds to reveal the thick, white pool of my cum glistening against her pink flesh. "Hot," she whispers, her eyes locked on the explicit sight. She looks up at me, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "I've never done that before, you know?" she admits, referring to the image of her filled pussy.

I raise an eyebrow, a smug smile playing on my lips. "Oh?" I respond, already knowing the answer but eager to hear her say it.

She shakes her head, her eyes never leaving the image. "No. Never. Always a condom," she confirms, her voice filled with a mix of regret and longing. "But I needed to feel you. To have nothing between our skins," she explains, her fingers trailing down her stomach, dipping between her legs as she begins to rub her clit in slow, deliberate circles. I watch, my cock throbbing with renewed desire as she pleasures herself, her eyes locked on the image of my cum pooled inside her.

"I had to feel you bust inside me," she continues, her voice a low moan as she pushes two fingers into her pussy, her hips bucking against her hand. "It was so warm," she whispers, her eyes fluttering closed as she remembers the sensation. "So... so good," she gasps, her body trembling with the **** of her memories.

She looks back at me, her eyes filled with gratitude and desire. "I'm so glad we did this, Joe. You took some amazing photos. I'm so glad you chose to partner with me," she says, her voice filled with sincerity.

I glance at my desk, where the three sets of photos hover above it. I see the first set she took of herself, her nude body demurely covered by her hands, the image both sensual and inviting. "I've seen all of it now," I think to myself, a smug smile playing on my lips.

But my gaze is drawn back to Kate, her body on display, her eyes filled with a **** longing. I shake my head, a slow smile spreading across my face. "We're not done yet, Kate," I say, my voice a low growl.

Her eyes widen, her jaw dropping as she looks at my still-hard cock. "We're not?" she breathes, her voice filled with hope and anticipation.

I can see the desperation in her eyes, the way her body leans towards mine, eager for more. I nod, a slow, deliberate movement. "One down," I say, my voice filled with confidence as the nude set of photos stacks itself neatly and disappears back into the folder on my desk. The folder shuts with a satisfying click, leaving the remaining two sets floating above the desk—the form-fitted bikini and a sheer, almost non-existent bra and panty set with garter and stockings.

Her eyes widen even further, her breath hitching in her throat as she takes in the transformation of the room. The walls begin to shimmer and dissolve, folding in on themselves like a cascade of liquid metal, reforming into a sleek, modern concrete slab that stretches out before us, with the photos and Kate's prototype settling onto it. The desk bends and reshapes itself, the wood grain shifting and smoothing until it becomes a seamless extension of the floor. The shelves sink into the ground, taking with them the decorations and books, leaving behind a clean, uncluttered space. The cityscape outside the window expands, the glass disappearing to reveal a vast, open rooftop with an infinity pool built over the edge, the city sprawling out below us like a glittering carpet.

The pool is filled with crystal-clear water, the lights underneath casting rippling patterns over our bodies, making us look almost otherworldly. I take a moment to appreciate my own powers, the garment rack holding our discarded clothes from our first session appearing delicately at the corner of the roof next to the concrete slab.

It's dark, the moon barely casting enough light onto us, but I add a final touch, creating soft, ambient lighting that casts a warm glow over the entire rooftop. The lights flicker to life, casting long shadows and highlighting the contours of our bodies. Pleased with my recreations, I look around, taking in the sights and sounds of the city, the cool night air a stark contrast to the heat radiating from our bodies. I turn to Kate, a slow, sensual smile spreading across my face. "Ready for the next scene?" I ask, my voice a low, inviting murmur.