The photo shoot - A real party!

Kelly looked up to see what was going on. What she found surprised her and was a good reason for Sandra to be freaking out... which she was. Sandra’s hand was inside the photographer’s skirt. It had slipped underneath her waist band and Kelly could see the movement of her fingering her pussy. This made Kelly almost cum from watching.

Kelly smiled and rubbed the ring as she thought she would turn up the heat a little. “I wish the photographer was a lesbian and desires Sandra.” Kelly waited for the pain from the ring but nothing happened. She looked over to Regina in confusion to discover she was gone... again. “Fuck I hate it when she does that.” She turned her attention back to Sandra who had a look of pure terror and embarrassment while she struggled to retrieve her hand which didn’t want to leave the other woman’s pussy. ‘Did it not work?’ She thought for a moment.

The other woman leaned in close to Sandra and kissed her on the cheek. “If you liked me this much all you had to do was ask... but now probably isn’t the best place for this.” She told Sandra. That’s when it hit Kelly that the ring didn’t work because she was already a lesbian that wanted to fuck Sandra.

Sandra shook her head feverishly. “No! I... I not like that.... I mean I can’t control my hand!” She exclaimed. Her hand finally retreated from the other woman’s pussy. Sandra looked at her hand but before she could or say anything she shoved her middle and ring finger into her mouth. She jumped back and pried her arm away from her face. “I’ll... um... I gotta go...”. She said as she tore towards the exit. Once there she reached for the door knob but missed. She tried several more times but couldn’t grab the handle. No matter how hard she tried she just couldn’t open the door.

After a few minutes the one of the crew walked up and opened the door to leave. This made Sandra look relieved. She went to stroll out but found herself doing a 180 and marching back into the studio before coming to a halt. Kelly giggled watching Sandra struggle with the wish that she can’t leave till the shoot was over. After a while Sandra seemed to reside herself to the fact she was stuck there. She moved her way to the side of the room and sat down. Her left hand reached up and started to softly caress her right breast.

Kelly shook her head. “Oh no, you aren’t going to get off that easy” she said to to herself as Sandra seemed to be trying to avoid being near any of the other girls. “I wish that the models are all horny lesbians and desperately want to have sex and will do anything for it right now.” The ring flared and it felt like it was trying to sear her finger causing Kelly to winch in pain. Most of all of the models must not be into women in any way and making that many change their sexual preferences was painful. As the pain drifted away Kelly felt increasingly hot. The desire that was already starting to burn within her was not turning into a raging fire.

Kelly let one of her hands wander down and press into her skirt. Her fingers absently rubbing against her sopping wet pussy. One of the models grabbed another from behind and started kissing her neck in soft slow pecks. The blond model brushed the dark haired models hair out of the way. The dark haired girl face was turning red. Another two of the models were now facing each other and kissing. Their tongues pressing deep into each other mouths. Their hands cupping and squeezing the large flesh mounds upon each other’s chests. Their minds clouded with sexual desires that was totally foreign to them. The photographer was looking around in confusion. “Ladies.... um can we.... uh... get back.... you know, on task...” she said trying to wrangle the women who were now more focused on sexual pleasure and completely ignored her. “Sandra, can I please get some help here...” she pleated.

Sandra was completely lost in thought and obvious to everything going on but hearing her name being called snapped her back. She jumped up and walked over toward the photographer. “What’s the probl....” she stopped talking mid sentence as she saw the scene playing out before her. At this point the blond blond women who were deep throating each other had now removed both of there bra’s. There hands exploring the soft mounds of flesh on the other woman’s body. The red head continued to feel up the dark haired woman from behind as the other woman was rapidly stroking her lace cover pussy. Sandra quickly moved over to the redhead and brunette. “Hey, you guys need to sto...” she was cut off by her own left hand.

Sandra’s hand and reached around the waist of the brunette and pulled her hard toward her. The brunette immediately went in for a deep kiss one hand behind Sandra’s head to keep them together and Sandra’s hand held their bodies together. Sandra felt a pair of hands removing her skirt as she tried to break free of the kiss. The other woman’s tongue explored ever inch of her mouth which Sandra hated. Or at least she thought it did. She was repulsed by the idea of being with a woman but found herself being getting extremely turned on.

Finally Sandra was free of the kiss and was standing there with her skirt complete removed, the redhead was on her knees before her with a look of pure unadulterated lust upon her face. Before Sandra could say anything, the redhead dove face first into her pussy. Sandra yelped but realized she still had her panties on which the redhead was currently licking the crotch off. She tried to back away but the redhead was handing into her legs like leech and refused to release her. She then felt something hot and wet on her hand and then saw her left hand was once again inside another woman‘a panties and was going to town causing the brunette to moan loudly she she went in for another kiss..