Private Bachelor Party: Collection

Vi leans back in her car, having left earlier than usual for her photoshoot, she severely overestimated how bad traffic would be. So now she sits in her car, her phone connected to the CarPlay system and chats with Erik, waiting in the parking lot of Blake’s lavish studio

Vi had called Erik with the news as soon as she got it, and Erik had been super supportive, he didn’t want to rain on her excitement, so he kept his concerns to himself… But, now that she’s less than an hour away from doing it, Erik has to bring it up.

“I’m super excited for you, you know that?” Erik asks, his voice filling the car through the speakers.

“Yeah?… I feel a ‘but’ coming…” Vi says, nose crinkling with worry.

“Well. I wouldn’t put it like that.” Erik explains. “What does explicit mean? How far are you willing to go y’know?”

Vi pauses, she hadn’t fully considered that. She was overtaken with joy when the email came…

“Well.. I’m not sure… I want to commit y’know… Show Blake I have what it takes… Make him proud, become one of his more popular models…” She bites her lip in worry. “Do you think I shouldn’t?”

Erik quickly answers. “I support your decision. You know already, I think it’s hot as hell. But is that something YOU want?” He asks. “There’s no going back from explicit. And again, how far is that going?”

Vi purses her lips, torn between the enjoyment of the attention she gets and the valid point Erik has. Is she willing to get fucked on camera?

“You’re right… I want this. But I don’t want to have sex on camera….”

“Not today anyway.” She adds hastily.

The thought flashes through her mind, not entirely undesirable to her. She had lied to Erik. She had thought about it…. She thinks she wants it.

“I’ll talk to Blake today. I’ll do this shoot. I don’t think I’d be fucking on camera today, right?” She says with a nervous laugh.

“Good idea, babe. Maybe just for clarity, right?”

Happy bachelor party! Please welcome the entertainment for tonight! Say meowllo to, Vi!

Ever had a private pole dance boys?

How’s the view from back there?

…

“Aopologies Vi.” Blake says solemnly, pinching his nose. “It seems that our male model has decided to throw away his career and not show up to the shoot.”

Vi holds the towel around her shoulders, the latex rubbing loudly against her skin. “Oh really? He didn’t call to say anything.”

Blake shakes his head. “No. A complete waste of my time.” His eyes are dark as he fiddles with the camera. “He’ll never get another job in the industry again.”

Vi feels a slight shiver go down her spine at the darkness radiating off Blake. “He’s definitely required for the final scene, right?”

Blake nods. “You read the storyboard didn’t you?”

Vi inhaled sharply. “Yeah. No. Of course I did. I just mean that like… Does it have to be him? We can’t adjust the plot to be a toy or…” Her eyes meet his. “Someone else?”

Blake’s lip twitches.

“What I mean…” Vi says, shrugging. “For the sake of the shoot. I mean. It’’s not like the photos so far have included him, it could be anyone, right?”

Vi’s eyes snap down at the bulge Blake carries. Never shy, never hiding the effect Vi has on him while shooting, she smiles. “It could be anyone right?” Her face spots an angry, bright shade of red,

Blake looks at her, before smirking, the first real one that Vi has seen. “Oh, you’re gonna be a star. Vi.”

Vi’s heart flutters, beaming with validation.

A special private moment for the Bachelor

boy.

Vi’s pussy throbed when she stared up at the silver fox photographer. Practically salivating. Needing a moment to compose herself when his heavy cock fell out of his unzipped pants. Her hands shaking as she undid her top, purring subconsciously when he directed her what to do with her hands, her mouth, and her tongue. The blush that you see in the photo was real, the heat coming off her body was real. The feeling that pulsed through her as this older, dominant man stared down at her, hungry…

For her.