Cameras Trick

South Korea, Seoul, there's where i'm live now. Name's Hyung Suk, I'm a photographer and journalist who work for private television and news stations. I've always had a knack for capturing moments that make people feel something. But it's not just the typical emotions of joy, sorrow, anger, or surprise that my photos evoke. Oh no, I've got a little secret that sets my work apart from the rest. You see, there's something about my camera that makes people... let's say, a little more open to suggestion when I'm around. It's not something I brag about, but it sure does make my job a hell of a lot more interesting.

Say hello to my camera, yeah I know you gonna say that "it's just a camera". But believe me, it's more than that. When I hold this baby, it's like I'm holding a magical wand that can make anyone's clothes fall off. And when I snap a picture, oh boy, it's like I'm capturing their deepest, darkest desires. I discovered this little quirk of mine when I was just starting out, covering a local fashion show. Models would strut down the runway and as soon as they saw my lens, something would shift in their eyes. It was like they were begging for it, begging to be seen in a way that went beyond their pretty faces and flashy outfits.

Today's my lucky and tricky day, that goddamn boss send me here, a fashion show for those stupid who think they're "Elite" but after what my baby can do, they'll turn from "Elite" into "Slut". I stand not far from the the end of the stage, i just need to push one button on my camera to used it magic but none of them is my type, so i choose to wait until the main dish. And then she walked in, Minsoo, also known as Lady Raven, the goddess of Korean fashion and music scene with her raven-black hair, piercing eyes, and a body that could make a saint say a prayer to the dark arts. She's got curves that could make a river change its course, and tits so round and full, they could put the moon to shame.

As she struts down the runway, the crowd goes wild, but she's got no clue what's coming for her. She's the kind of woman who can make you hard just by reading the weather forecast, so imagine what she does to me. I can almost feel the heat from her body as she gets closer, and I know it's time to do my thing. I lift my camera, focusing on her, and just as she passes me, I click the button. She freezes for a moment, her eyes lock onto my lens, and I can see the hunger in them, the hunger for something more. It's like my camera has whispered sweet nothings into her ear, and she's ready to give me everything she's got.

The music changes, the lights dim, and the air in the room feels electric. She starts to sway to the beat, her hips moving in a way that's got every man in the room drooling. But it's not just for the show anymore. She's lost in the moment, her eyes glazed over with pure lust, and she's doing it for me now. The fabric of her dress starts to cling to her skin, and I can see the outline of her hardening nipples, begging to be set free. She runs her fingers through her hair, and with each stroke, she gets more and more lost in the spell of my camera.

"Gotcha." i said to myself before pick up my stuff and leave the place, my heart is racing faster than ever before. The magic of my camera never failed to amaze me. But tonight, it's going to be something special, something that will make my blood boil. I followed Lady Raven backstage, my eyes never leaving her. The way she moved, the way she breathed, it was all for me now. She's mine to capture in every sense of the word.

I finally can coming out from the building, i was about light up my cigarettes until she come out. The cool night air does nothing to calm the fire in my loins as I watch her, her body glowing under the soft glow of the street lights. She's still in her show outfit, but the magic of my camera has made it cling to her like a second skin. Her steps are slow, deliberate, as if she's in a trance. I know she can feel the pull, the need that's building inside her. She looks around, searching for something, and when her eyes finally meet mine, she knows she's found it.

"So, Lady Raven, what can I do for you ?." i ask her, trying to play it cool even though my mind is racing with all the dirty things i want to do to her right now. She looks at me, her lips parted slightly, and I know she's thinking the same thing. "I...I don't know. I just...feel like I need to be with you," she stammers, her voice thick with desire. The way she says it, it's like she's reading from the script of my wildest fantasy.

"Does it too dangerous for a famous lady like you going somewhere without a bodyguard ?"

Her eyes searched mine, a hint of confusion flashing through them before she shakes her head. "I don't need them right now." she says, her voice low and sultry. It's almost like she's challenging me to take her, to show her what she's been missing all this time. And boy, am I up for the challenge.

"So, what can possibly a Lady Raven got in shes mind for tonight ?" with devilish smile while approach her, she blushed a bit and look down, her hand playing with the hem of her dress. She didn't answer right away, but the way her chest was heaving, I could see she was as eager as I was.

"Take me to your place," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the distant murmur of the city. I couldn't believe my luck, but I played it cool, nodded, and offered her my arm. She took it, her hand trembling slightly as we made our way to the car. The whole ride there, she couldn't keep her hands off of me. She'd run her fingers over my thigh, my chest, my neck, leaving a trail of fire wherever she touched. I could feel her breath on my ear, hot and heavy, as she whispered all the naughty things she wanted me to do to her.

Once we arrived, she practically ripped the door off the hinges in her haste to get inside. My apartment isn't much to look at, but she doesn't seem to care. She's too busy taking in the sight of me, her eyes devouring me like a starving animal. The hunger in her gaze makes me harder than I've ever been. I lead her to the bedroom, and she sits on the edge of the bed, her legs crossed. She's still wearing that dress, but it's riding up her thighs, giving me a tantalizing glimpse of what's to come.

"Sorry for didn't prepare it first before you came. " while keep playing it cool even I've known that she completely fooled by my camera, I can't wait anymore. I lean in closer, and she meets me halfway, our lips crushing together in a kiss that's more like a battle than a greeting. Her mouth is hot and wet, and she tastes like pure temptation. She's eager, pushing her tongue into my mouth, her hands grabbing at my clothes, pulling them off like she can't get enough of me.

"Easy there, Lady Raven, don't you think you too aggressive ?" I teased her, breaking the kiss with a smirk. She panted heavily, her eyes hooded with desire. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were swollen from our passionate embrace. She looked up at me, a mix of hunger and need in her gaze. "I need you," she whimpered, reaching for me again.

"To do what, exactly ?" while grab her enormous breast, feeling her heart pounding underneath, she gasped and arch her back. "I need you to make me feel alive," she moaned, her voice a **** plea that made my cock throb. I could feel the power of my camera's magic, pulsating through her like a living thing.

"Then do yourself a favor, show me how much you want it." I whispered, taking a step back and watching as she slowly stood up, her eyes never leaving mine. Her hands moved to the zipper of her dress, and with trembling fingers, she began to pull it down. The fabric parted like a curtain, revealing the treasure beneath. Her body was a work of art, a masterpiece that could make any artist weep with envy. Her breasts spilled out, heavy and perfect, begging to be touched.

As the dress pooled around her ankles, she stepped out of it, revealing her long, shapely legs. She was wearing nothing but a skimpy thong that did nothing to hide the wetness glistening between her thighs. My cock strained against my pants, demanding to be free, to claim her. But I was the one in control here. I took my sweet time, savoring every inch of her as she revealed herself to me.

Minsoo reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting her breasts bounce free. They were a sight to behold, full and round, with nipples that were already hard and begging to be sucked. She slid her thumbs into the band of her thong and pushed it down, stepping out of it. Naked before me, she was the epitome of sexual desire, a creature of pure, unbridled lust. She was mine to do with as I please, and I was going to enjoy every single second of it.

I took another step closer, and she reached out to me, her nails digging into my skin as she pulled me closer. Our bodies collided, and I could feel the heat between us, a furnace threatening to consume us both. Her hands were all over me, unbuttoning my shirt, unbuckling my belt. She was frantic, **** for more, and I was more than happy to give it to her. I stepped back just long enough to let my shirt fall to the floor, and she gasped at the sight of my bare chest, her hands moving to trace the muscles there.

I kicked off my shoes and socks, letting my pants and boxers follow. My cock sprang free, standing at full attention and ready to conquer. She looked at it with a mix of awe and hunger, her eyes widening as she took in its size. I grabbed her wrist and guided her hand to it, her fingers wrapping around the shaft tentatively. "Is this what you want, Lady Raven?" I growled, and she nodded, her hand moving up and down, exploring my length.

Her touch was electric, sending shockwaves through my body. I could feel the tension coiling in my balls, threatening to explode. But I wasn't going to let it end that easily. I pushed her back onto the bed, her legs parting willingly for me. I climbed on top of her, my weight pressing her into the mattress as I claimed her mouth again. Our tongues danced together as my hands roamed her body, feeling every inch of her soft, velvety skin.

I moved my hand down to her pussy, finding it wet and ready. I teased her clit, circling it with my thumb as she bucked her hips up to meet me. Her breathing grew ragged, her moans filling the room. I knew she was close, so close to the edge. But I didn't let her fall just yet. Instead, I pulled back, leaving her gasping for air.

"Please," she begged, her voice a whimper. "Take me." I smirked, knowing she was mine to command. I positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my cock nudging against her swollen folds. "Beg for it," I said, and she did, her voice filled with a desperation that was music to my ears.

"I beg you, please, fuck me," she pleaded. And with that, I pushed inside her, filling her up in one smooth stroke. She screamed out my name, her nails digging into my back as I began to move, setting a rhythm that was both punishing and exquisite. Her legs wrapped around me, pulling me deeper, and I could feel her tightening around me, her orgasm building.

This was just the beginning of the night, and I had so much more in store for her. My camera's magic had her in my thrall, and I wasn't going to waste a single moment. I picked up the pace, slamming into her with every thrust, the sound of our bodies slapping together echoing off the walls. She was moaning my name like a mantra, her hips rising to meet me with every stroke.

Her breasts bounced with the **** of my movements, and I couldn't resist the temptation any longer. I leaned down, taking one of her nipples into my mouth, rolling it between my teeth and tongue as she gasped and writhed beneath me. The sensation was driving her wild, her pussy clenching around me like a vise. She was so close, her whole body trembling with the effort of holding back. But I wasn't done yet.

I reached for my camera, the tool of my trade and the key to her unraveling. With a click, I captured the moment, freezing it in time. The effect was instant. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she screamed as she came, her body shuddering with the **** of her climax. I didn't stop, though. I kept fucking her through it, her cries of pleasure only spurring me on.

Her orgasm seemed to last forever, her pussy clamping down on me like it never wanted to let go. But when it finally subsided, she looked up at me, her eyes glazed with lust. "More," she demanded, her voice a hoarse whisper. "I need more." And who was I to deny a lady her desires?

I shifted, pulling out of her just long enough to flip her over onto her stomach. She arched her back, presenting herself to me like the goddess she was. I grabbed her hips and slammed back into her, filling her up from behind. The angle was perfect, hitting her G-spot with every thrust. She was begging for it now, her voice a symphony of moans and pleas for more.

I reached around, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples as I fucked her harder and harder. Her moans grew louder, filling the room with the sweet sound of passion. I could feel myself getting closer, my balls tightening with the promise of release. But I wasn't going to cum yet. No, I had more planned for her.

I reached for the nightstand, pulling out a blindfold. She didn't resist as I tied it around her eyes, plunging her into darkness. "Trust me, Lady Raven," I murmured in her ear. "I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before." And with that, I grabbed her hips and began to pound into her, my cock claiming her as my own.

The room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, her moans mixing with my grunts of pleasure. I reached down, sliding my thumb over her clit, the slickness of her arousal making it easy to glide over the sensitive bud. Her body tightened, and I knew she was close again. "Cum for me," I ordered, my voice low and commanding. "Cum on my cock."

And just like that, she did, her pussy clenching around me like a fist as she screamed out in ecstasy. I couldn't hold back anymore, and with one final thrust, I emptied myself into her, my orgasm ripping through me like a storm. We lay there, panting and sweaty, our bodies entwined in a mess of passion.

But the night was still young, and I had so much more to show her. This was just the appetizer, the first taste of what it meant to be the subject of my camera's lens. She had no idea the kind of debauchery we were about to embark on, and the thought of it had me already hardening again. Lady Raven was mine now, and I was going to make sure she never forgot it.