Sherry bounced into the bedroom, her towel clutched to her tits but not hiding anything from me. I ran my eyes up and down her naked back and her ass, and I could feel my cock getting hard again. But all our time was gone – I needed to get to work. I watched as Sherry climbed into a tight pair of panties – typical for her. They were businesslike blue, but french-cut – barely a g-string. The material tugged its way up the crack in her ass already – she said she liked it that way, it kept her asshole tingly all day long. The panties were lacy as hell, and I could see everything Sherry had to see. Her wispy black hair showed between her thighs, too, around the lacy crotch of the panties. She turned to the mirror and massaged her tits sensuously, then she climbed into a bra that matched her panties. It was skimpy, too, but hid more of her erect, dark-pink nipples. Sherry fastened it between her tits and reached back, trying to adjust it. She smiled at me.
"Pull the strap up a bit, will you?"
She knew what this kind of shit did to me. I smiled back and put my hand on her back, stroking it gently. Then, quickly, I pulled up her bra strap.
"Thanks," she smiled. She went over to the drawers and got out a garter belt. I watched as she put it on, buckling it behind, just above her scantily-clad ass. Then she found a pair of black stockings – very businesslike, but sexy as hell just the same. She got into them and stood there, displaying herself to me.
"What do you think?" she asked.
"I think you need to get fucked. What's the occasion?"
She smiled. "I've got the job interview today."
I chuckled. "Oh yeah, right. Beauty magazine."
"For a staff model position. I think I can guess what kind of skills they're going to check out at this interview."
I smiled. "So you're in for a fun day."
"Not nearly as fun as yours, with that sexy little virgin. Do you know Roger Simpson?"
"Of course," I said. "He's the most notorious editor in the business. And according to all my models, the best fuck."
"Yeah! He's gorgeous! I thought I'd jump him right there, when we met him at that party. You remember! We came right home and I went crazy. We fucked like we've never fucked before!"
I chuckled and took a step toward Sherry. She put her lips to mine, pressing her lingerie-clad body up against me. My cock was as hard as ever.
"And I don't want to be late to the interview," she said, curving her fingers around my cock. "So you'll just have to let Alisa take care of this one."
I chuckled as Sherry went over and got into her interview clothes. They were very businesslike, even though I knew she'd have them off long before lunch. If she wanted the job, she'd have them off ten minutes into the interview. I got out a pair of underpants and stepped into them, glancing at the clock.
When I got there, Alisa was already in the studio, reading a magazine. I had given her a key, hoping that she'd feel more comfortable if she knew I trusted her. She looked up from the couch and smiled nervously; she stood and shook my hand. She was such a cute little virgin!
Alisa was one of the most adorable eighteen year olds I'd ever seen. She wore these tight black stretch-pants that showed off her ass whenever she turned around; it was a gorgeous ass to show off! And I could see the skimpy lines of her tight panties framing it. On top she wore a loose oxford shirt that nonetheless seemed to cling to her ample tits. I could see that her breasts were firm and delightful as always – when she'd worn those bikinis in that sexy session we did last week, I'd seen plenty of her tits and plenty of her luscious cleavage. And of course her face was as gorgeous as ever! She had her light blonde hair tied up so that the slope of her neck was evident and attractive. I felt my prick giving a lurch of desire as Alisa smiled at me.
"I'm glad to see you're right on time," I said. "Hope I didn't keep you waiting!"
"Oh, not at all. I mean, I was early."
"Great. Then let's get started. You've seen the prints I left of your last set?"
"Yeah," she said. "Beauty agreed to buy them?"
"They loved them. They need bikini shots for this summer-girl section. They thought you've got the greatest body they've ever seen. Of course, I didn't talk to Roger… but I'm sure he loves you, too."
"Aren't they a little… explicit?"
"No, not at all! Beauty's very respected. They publish some of the best photography in the world. And some of the prettiest vir – uh, prettiest girls, too. I can't wait to see you in a few issues."
She rolled her eyes, nervously. "That's great. I mean, that's really great. I'm really happy. I've been waiting so long for my big break. And now that I'm eighteen I've finally moved out… and I really want the money."
"Oh, you'll get it," I smiled. "You're really headed for stardom."
"I'm so happy," she grinned. "I can't wait to see this next session."
"All right then," I said. "Let's get to work."
She nodded, smiling at me. I reached for the camera and began to undo the case.
"So go ahead and get your clothes off," I said. Alisa's face fell. "Uh… my clothes off?"
"Yes," I said. "This is going to be a nude set, right?"
"Uh, yeah, of course – I mean, I don't know!" She was blushing already – Alisa was so cute when she blushed! I knew her tits were blushing just like her face. Her cheeks were bright red.
"You don't know? I thought we agreed you'd take your clothes off this time. I mean, wasn't it your idea?"
"Yeah, it was – I mean, I really want the break and all, but I just don't know… I'm not so sure I can do it. I've never taken my clothes off for the camera before."
"Well, of course you're a little shy. But you've taken your clothes off for your boyfriend, haven't you?"
She looked down, blushing more.
"This is just like that. It's like making love to the camera. Haven't you taken your clothes off before?"
"Well, not with anyone else – I mean, I've never taken them off…"
I nodded. "Well, I'm sure you can learn. It won't be tough – believe me Alisa, from what I've seen so far you've got an incredible body. I mean, I haven't seen all of it – but the parts I have seen have been wonderful. Just sensational. You can really make a killing with that lovely body of yours."
"I know that – I mean, I'm very willing…"
"Willing?" I smirked at her.
"I mean, it's just that I never – I've never…"
"Why don't you sit down," I offered, concerned. She sat on the couch again, breathing heavily. I sat next to her, leaning close. My knee pressed against hers. I put my hand on her wrist.
"You seem nervous," I said. "That's natural, if you've never posed nude. Just imagine you're alone with someone you love."
"It's not just posing nude," she said, still nervous but relaxing visibly. "It's that I've never…"
"You're a virgin?" I asked.
She got flustered, but managed to say: "Yes." Her face was bright red, and I felt sure her tits were getting hot, too. I wanted to reach out and grab them – tear off her clothes! But I managed to hold back. I chuckled quietly.
"That's perfectly all right," I said. "Lots of virgins pose nude. I think it makes them sexier when they take their clothes off. People won't be able to tell, though!"
"I just don't want the pictures – I mean, I'd be so embarrassed if…"
"Don't worry," I said. "These are just test pictures. No one will see them except you and me."
Alisa sighed in relief. I hadn't mentioned that Sherry would see them, too, while I was fucking her, but then again Alisa didn't need to know that. I smiled.
"Then I guess it'd be all right… if you're sure no one else will see them…"
"It's just to see how you like it. It was your idea, right?"
"Oh, I'm dying to take my clothes off," she said. "I really want to pose nude. I'm just not sure."
"Well, why don't you go ahead and get started. We can shoot a roll of you in your underwear. You do wear underwear, right?"
She giggled. "Of course," she said.
"Then why don't you go change. Just a bra and panties. But it'll be a start – we'll shoot a roll, and see how you feel about going further. I think they'll look wonderful."
Alisa grinned. "That would be great. I mean, I didn't expect you to be so understanding."
"I don't want you to take your clothes off… unless you want to."
She nodded and got up. I watched as she walked over to the screen I have up to let models change. I went to the camera and began to change the film.
Interesting thing about my studio, though – I was careful to set the mirror behind the screen up so that I could just catch a glimpse of it if I stand in the right place. I positioned myself there and looked at the mirror as Alisa reached for her hair clip. She undid it and fluffed her gorgeous blonde hair so that it hung around her shoulder. Then she reached for the buttons to her black pants.
She kicked off her shoes and got her pants down, sliding them off slowly. I caught my breath as I saw her luscious legs; I'd seen her change last time, just like this – but it hadn't had this effect! I'd seen her stark naked, with her pretty blonde pubic hair and the pink lips of her cunt just peeking out between her legs. But this time, when I knew I was going to get her naked for the camera and for Sherry, I felt my cock getting harder than ever. I watched as Alisa stepped out of her pants; she stretched her legs and showed them off to me without knowing it. Then she unbuttoned her oxford shirt, shrugging it off and hanging it up on the dressing room hook. All she wore now was a pair of white lacy panties and a skimpy little white bra – all very virginal.
Alisa looked herself up and down in the mirror, trying to decide what to do. Her face was flushed and she looked quite nervous. I kept an eye on her, smiling a bit – making sure she didn't see me in the mirror. I could tell that her pale cleavage was getting red, too – she was red with embarrassment.
"You doing all right?" I called, pretending to load the film, which I'd loaded in about ten seconds.
"Um… I don't know. I'm not sure about this."
"Well, just put on your shirt, then. We'll start that way – half-naked. See how you like it."
Alisa smiled and turned back to her mirror. She ran her fingers fleetingly over her breasts, making my cock give another leap toward her. Then she took down her oxford shirt and got back into it. It was long, so it hung down past her waist and maybe halfway down her thigh. It hid her crotch and her delightful little virgin panties, but she only buttoned a few buttons. The lace of her bra was plainly visible under the open shirt. And as she turned in the mirror, I saw the tails of the shirt lifting so I could get a glimpse of her gorgeous ass.
She came out from behind the screen, putting up her arms so I could look at her. I ran my eyes up and down her luscious half-clad body, then smiled.
"You look great," I said. "One in a million. They'll love it."
She seemed much more relaxed now that she knew we'd start with her clothes on. Of course, I knew that before long we'd have them all off, virgins are notorious for that kind of teasing. I smiled as I motioned toward the window.
"Let's get some shots of you looking out," I said. "I like the light over there." She glanced nervously over to the window.
"Will anyone see me?"
"Not at all. It's an empty field – I do this shot all the time. No one ever goes out there. It's just a place to start. Besides – you're fully clothed!"
She giggled. "I guess I am. I'm really sorry; I'm just being paranoid."
"Well, go ahead." I got the camera ready.
"Just look out?"
"Look out… and think of something pretty. Pretty like you."
She nodded, smiling. She took on the air of someone posing for nude pictures – looking out the window. The light cascaded down over her smooth body and into her open shirt, illuminating her luscious cleavage. I sighed in desire as I took a few pictures.
"Now turn toward the bed… unbutton your shirt a bit more…"
Alisa undid her shirt without hesitating. I could see more of her bra now. I got down on my knees so I could see a little up her shirt, catching a glimpse of those cute virginal panties. She didn't seem to mind.
"Lean over," I said. "So that your shirt blows in the wind."
A burst of wind came in from the open window and lifted the lower part of her shirt. I saw her gorgeous ass plainly for a second, and I could see the little wisps of pubic hair coming out around her panty-crotch. Alisa smiled.
"This is lots of fun," she said. "I don't mind this at all!"
"Undo your shirt all the way," I said nonchalantly. "I want to get something a little sexier."
Alisa's smile widened as she undid her shirt, until it hung open, showing her whole luscious body except for her arms and the sides of her tits. She turned toward the camera and I got a few shots of her breasts, lovely as ever. She fluffed her hair, letting it blow in the wind. The shirt fell down over her shapely, firm shoulder, showing me more of her breasts. She glanced down at it seductively but didn't move to put her shirt back on.
"Now take the shirt off," I said. Alisa didn't argue but just smiled for the camera; she was really enjoying herself. She began to slide the shirt off over her arms, letting me see her whole body in her underwear. She looked so gorgeous I thought my cock would pounce out of my pants and go for her virgin cunt right there. I nodded eagerly as she let the shirt fall to the floor. She stood there, comfortably, at ease.
"Now move over to the bed," I said. "We don't want you to catch cold."
"What should I do?" she asked as she walked to the edge of the double bed.
"Just sprawl out on it," I said.
She nodded as she climbed onto the bed. Alisa lay down on her stomach, turning so that her ass was toward the camera. Her panties were nice and thin, and I could see practically everything. The material was bunched up around her buttocks and her tight little cunt was slightly visible between her legs. She didn't seem very restrained, though. She stretched out, spread-eagled on the bed, rubbing her half-naked body against it. I could tell she was getting really turned on.
"How's this?" she asked hoarsely.
"That's great," I said. "Just wonderful. Keep moving like that."
Alisa rubbed herself on the bed, slowly up and down, writhing like she was having an incredible orgasm or just getting fucked. She didn't know what to do with her hands, so she reached back and put them on her ass.
"That's perfect!" I said. "Keep your hands there – no, wait, rub your buttocks a little. That looks great."
Alisa began to stroke her ass through the panties, straightening the crotch of her underpants a little. Then she began rubbing in earnest, stroking her ass as if she were really getting off on it. I knew she was – I could hear her breathing heavily.
"Now tug your panties down a little," I said. "Just a little. That's good. Really good."
Alisa hesitated, then began to pull down the elastic waist of her panties. She tugged them down until I could see almost half of her buttocks and her inviting, sexy crack. Even further than I'd wanted them, but I wasn't complaining.
"That's marvelous. Get on all fours."
Alisa slowly climbed onto her hands and knees, thrusting her half-off panties toward the camera. Her ass looked incredible in that position. I couldn't wait to fuck her that way! Her cunt was visible through the tightly-stretched material of the panty-crotch. I smiled behind the camera as she spread her legs a little further.
"Now roll over," I said. "Get on your back, so I can get some shots of your gorgeous breasts." She nodded. She was beginning to get a little tentative and nervous, but I didn't doubt that if I got her naked she'd be spreading her legs for me and begging me to fuck her right there. Alisa rolled onto her back and stretched her arms, showing me that she'd just freshly shaved her armpit. I like a clean-cut woman, and it went with Alisa's virgin-pure image. The way she stretched her arms, her smooth tits showed beautifully through her bra. It was getting so I couldn't stop myself.
"Now get out of your bra," I said quickly.
Alisa nodded, obviously nervous. But she was so turned on, she couldn't stop. I can always tell when a model's getting horny, and that's usually the time I put down the camera. But with Alisa, I had to tease her some more or she wouldn't go through with it.
Alisa undid the clasp between her breasts, pulling the damp material of her bra down over her tits. She exposed them nicely; I leered at her with my cock getting ever harder as she struggled out of the wispy white lace bra and lifted it in her hands.
"Try biting it," I said. "That makes for a sexy shot."
Alisa put the strap of her bra in her teeth and tugged at it, then she tossed the lacy thing away, onto the pillow. I was running my eyes over her breasts, taking in their gorgeous, sloping form. Her nipples were very hard and very pink. She stretched so that her tits displayed themselves beautifully.
"Now play with your breasts a little," I said. "Like you're really enjoying them."
Alisa put her fingers on her breasts, nervously. She began to stroke them, but she was too uncomfortable.
"Oh come on," I smiled. "You must play with your breasts some times. Don't you play with yourself like any healthy young woman?"
She giggled and pressed her fingers around her breasts more firmly. She began massaging them gently, then more hungrily as her nipples got firmer. I watched and took pictures as Alisa pinched her nipples tightly, than ran her palms over them, hiding them from view.
"That's gorgeous," I said. "Try to lick them."
She seemed disgusted at first, but I could see her wanting to do it as the idea sank in. She took hold of her breast and bent her neck, sticking out her tongue as she lifted her nipple toward her mouth.
"That's good," I said. "You can do it – you've got large breasts…"
She eased her tongue down and touched her nipple with it. I could tell she liked it. She began licking slowly around the ring of her dark nipple, getting it wet with her saliva. It made a couple great shots, but I was more interested in how wet it was making her and how hard it was making me.
"That's wonderful. You look really sexy."
Alisa pressed her breast up further, closing her lips around the nipple. She began to suck, but I could tell she was still flickering her tongue rapidly, out of my sight. She whimpered a little bit, thinking I couldn't hear her. "Now bite it," I said. "Gently…"
Alisa bit her nipple, holding her lips so that I could get a shot of her doing it. She let her tongue snake around it sensuously, turning herself on more.
"Now get out of your panties," I said. "Time for some nude shots."
I absently changed the film as Alisa watched. She didn't move to take off her panties for a few seconds, but then I could tell she wanted it. She made her decision and got to her knees, reaching for the waist of her panties. She slid them down, over her gorgeous ass, letting me see it slowly. Alisa got them down to her knees, then lay on her back and took them off over her ankles.
"Try biting these," I said. "They'll like that."
She nodded and lifted the panties to her face. She bit the waist gently, tugging at the elastic and the lace.
"Not biting them there," I chuckled. "Try biting something a little sexier."
She sighed, trying to cover up her nervousness. I knew how wet she was, and I knew how much a woman loves tasting and smelling herself. I wanted Alisa helpless with lust.
She put the crotch of her panties into her lips; she bit them and tugged them away. I snapped some shots as she ran her tongue visibly along the wet crotch of her panties.
"That's good. Now let's see your body."
Now that she was naked, Alisa seemed totally uninhibited. I didn't even have to make any more suggestions – she was sexier than I ever could have hoped. She squirmed on the bed, keeping her legs closed all the time. I ran the camera and my eyes over her breasts and her thighs, trying to catch a glimpse between those legs.
Alisa got onto all fours again, showing her ass to the camera. It was a pretty ass now that it was naked, and I could tell it turned her on to have me seeing it.
"Run your hands over your ass," I said. "Like you did before."
She sat like a cat, her legs tightly closed and her ass raised. She put her hands on the smooth cheeks of her ass and began to massage and stroke it gently.
"Good girl," I said. "Let's try on your back again."
She got on her back, but kept her thighs clamped together. She smiled seductively at the camera, looking very much the virgin she was.
"Now spread your legs," I said. "We can't have all these nude shots without a few of open legs."
She nodded, nervously parting her legs.
"Further," I said. "Just a little. That's nice."
Alisa let her legs slip a little further apart, then still further. I moved toward her, focusing on her pink folds. She looked tight and young – her cunt was totally untouched, and I was probably the first guy in years to look at it.
"Now touch yourself," I said. "You don't have to make it obvious – just touch yourself a little."
Alisa's face was slack and uncomfortable. But she nodded, spreading her legs further. I got a shot of her cunt again – she was tight, all right. I could see the way her cunt kept closed and vulnerable, unlike an older woman's. She stared into the camera as she put her fingers up against her cunt-lips, not quite touching them.
"Spread them a little," I suggested.
Alisa put her fingers there and tugged her pussy-lips apart, displaying her cunt-hole. I nodded, encouraging her. She spread them further, and put her other hand there, too.
"Touch your clit," I said hoarsely.
Alisa gasped as she pressed her thumb to her clitoris. She pulled it away.
"Don't stop," I said. "Touch your clit again. I didn't get the shot."
Alisa held her breath and pressed against her clit firmly. She began to massage it up and down as I snapped the pictures. I moved closer.
"That's really good," I said. "Try slipping a finger in."
She looked horrified. But she stopped touching her clit and eased a finger up to her pussy hole.
"I can't," she said.
"Go ahead. Try."
Alisa parted her cunt-lips with her two fingers and pressed her other finger into her cunt. She winced and then whimpered in pain, but it went in and I took the picture. She slid her finger out slowly. I sat down on the side of the bed and put the camera down. My cock was so hard it was going to burst.
"That was incredible," I mumbled, taking her hand. I lifted it to my face and kissed it. I could smell and taste her delicious virgin pussy.
"And you're incredible. I can't believe you're a virgin, with all you know about sex."
She was panting heavily, plainly nervous. But she stared into my eyes like she just had to have me. I lunged forward, pressing my lips against hers.
Alisa relaxed into the bed as I climbed further onto it. I kissed her gently at first, then slid my tongue more roughly into her mouth. She let me put it in deep, forcing my tongue past her lips and stroking and teasing her own tongue. She began to press back against my kisses as I put my arms around her. I pulled her against me, feeling her hard nipples as they pressed through my shirt and against my chest I began to kiss and nuzzle her neck, nibbling my way down to her shoulder.
"Wait – Steve – I can't…"
I put my lips to hers again and kissed her again. She got silent as she thrust her tongue against me; I felt her hands reaching up to unbutton my shirt. She wasn't reluctant at all, for a virgin! She got my shirt halfway open and put her fingers against my chest.
I began to kiss her neck again, nearing her breasts as she massaged my chest. "Yes, oh yes…" she moaned softly as I began to lick the upper part of her tits. I cupped her other breast with my hand and stroked the hard nipple gently with my thumb, Alisa began to whimper in pleasure as I kissed closer to the center of her breast.
I let my tongue touch her hard nipple and she moaned in ecstasy. I dropped my hand to her ass, spreading her legs and tugging her over onto her side. I slipped my legs between hers as she put her ankle up over my waist, stroking my hair as I began to lick her nipple.
"Oh yes… Steve… oh, that feels so good…"
I pressed my lips around her nipple and started to suck, flickering my tongue rapidly over the firm erect bud of her flesh. As I did, Alisa relaxed more into the bed, spreading her legs further and pressing herself closer to me.
I stroked her ass with my fingers, massaging it hungrily. It was so gorgeous – I couldn't wait to spread it for my cock! But for now… I just fondled it, getting her wetter as I continued sucking her tits. I moved over to the other breast, nibbling on that and sucking as I slid my hand slowly behind Alisa's ass and between her legs. I touched the soft mound of her pubic hair and she gasped in surprise.
"Shhhhh…" I whispered, nibbling lower on her body. I licked the underside of her tits and eased my fingers up against her cunt.
She whimpered as I touched her swollen, throbbing cunt-lips. I spread them slowly with two fingers as Alisa wrapped her legs more tightly around my body. Then I touched her slit with the very tip of my middle finger.
"Oh yes," whispered Alisa. I stroked my finger up and down on her cunt-hole, getting ready to finger her.
Alisa's moans grew louder as I slid my fingertip up to her clit. I toyed with her clit for a second, flicking it back and forth so that Alisa shuddered in ecstasy.
"Yes," she panted. "Please. That's good. Touch me there."
I put my finger back on her clit and moved it slowly around in a tiny circle. I pressed in and Alisa gasped, moaning for more.
"That feels so good," she panted. "It's so good…"
I stroked her clit slowly up and down, getting her wetter before sliding my finger down to her cunt-hole again. She snuggled up against me as I rubbed my fingertip up and down.
I kissed her neck sensuously and began to press my finger in. She grabbed on to my shoulders, holding on tight as I penetrated her. Her cunt was tight – that was for sure! I worked my finger in slowly, letting her savor the feeling, not wanting to go too fast. But Alisa loved it; she whimpered in pleasure as I put my finger gradually into her virgin cunt. She nodded, panting: "Uh huh – uh huh…"
I put it in deeper, then began to slowly stroke it in and out. Alisa's body writhed against me as she got hornier and wetter and more ready to take my cock into her pussy. And pop her delicious cherry.
"That's so good," she whimpered as I gave her my finger again and again. As I finger-fucked her, I reached under my body and began to undo my pants. Without giving Alisa a second to reconsider, I got my cock out.
I took her hand in mine, never letting my finger stop sliding into her pussy. I put her palm up against my cock, wrapping her fingers around my long meaty shaft. She gasped in fear, then looked up into my eyes as I fingered her. She panted heavily and leaned up to kiss me. I thrust my tongue into her mouth rapidly as she stroked my cock hungrily.
"I want it inside me," she moaned softly. "But I'm so tight…"
"I'll be gentle," I said, kissing her cheek. I took hold of her ass and eased her more fully onto the bed, putting her on her back. She spread her legs, still holding my cock.
"I'll go slow," I promised, looking into her terrified eyes. I climbed on top of her and Alisa put my cock up against her cunt, sliding the come-wet head gently in and out of her tight cunt-lips. She moved it up and down, teasing herself further. Then she put the head to her cunt-hole and let her fingers trail up and down my shaft.
"I don't want it to hurt," she panted.
I shook my head. "It won't," I lied. I smiled at her as I took hold of her ass and began to press my cock into her.
She let out a gasp of pain as I penetrated her first inch. She snuggled down against the bed; I kissed her deeply as I pressed harder against her cunt. She whimpered and panted, but I kept forcing it, and before long it was maybe three inches in. I felt that my cock-head was up against her tight hymen.
"I can't," she gasped, pulling her hips back. My cock left her and rested at the entrance to her cunt.
"Please," I said. "It'll be good. It's always too big the first time."
Alisa shook her head and turned away, sliding out from under me. She struggled to her knees, trying to get off the bed.
I put my arms around her and got behind her, pulling her close. I began to kiss her neck, stroking her gently with my tongue. I put my hand on her tits and began to massage them sensuously.
"We don't have to fuck," I said, easing my right hand down her body. I tickled her smooth flesh with my fingertips. She whimpered as I let them dangle between her legs.
Alisa turned her head and began to kiss me again, spreading her legs as I put my fingertips up against her cunt. I began to stroke gently in and out of her cunt-lips, not penetrating her quite. She was wetter than ever. I could feel that her cunt was stretched a little bit from the three inches she'd taken. Her tongue darted in and out of my mouth as I rubbed her slowly up and down.
"Just relax," I whispered. "Just relax…" I put my thumb on her clit as I stroked my fingers over her slit. She lay back down on the bed as I got behind her, my erect cock pressing against her tight ass-cheeks.
"It felt so good," she whimpered. "But I'm too tight…"
"Shhhhh – just relax." I rubbed her clit faster, as she began to moan. Her lips dropped open as I nuzzled her ear and pressed her clit more firmly. Alisa spread her legs, getting on her back again so I had a better shot at her cunt. I climbed on top of her and began kissing my way down her body to her tits.
She tried to get up, but I whispered. "I'm not going to fuck you…" I nuzzled her stomach, spreading her knees with my hands. Alisa whimpered and moaned as I began to tug at her hair with my teeth.
Then I lifted her ass and exposed her cunt with my two fingers spreading her cunt-lips. I began to lick gently, from the base of her cunt, close to her luscious asshole, up to the bud of her clit. She moaned as I started eating her. I put my tongue up against her cunt and pressed it in.
Alisa cradled my head in her hands, pulling me closer to her cunt. I licked her harder, bringing her closer. I knew I could make her come – and if she came, she'd give in to anything I wanted. Which was what she wanted, too – a good fuck! I licked deeper, faster, as I heard Alisa begging for more. "That's good – that's so good! I've never been – uh – never been eaten – uh – it's good – keep going – I'm going to – uh – going to…"
I let my tongue slide up over her clit, then got to my knees. I climbed on top of her again, pressing my tongue into her mouth. Alisa put her arms around me and slid them down my half-open pants, gripping my naked ass firmly.
I lay down between her spread legs, putting my cock up to her cunt again. Alisa stared up into my eyes, panting heavily, wanting it bad.
"Just relax," I whispered as I rubbed my cock up and down in her slit. I didn't enter her yet; I just stroked her erect clit, getting her wetter – she'd take my cock beautifully. She wanted it, all right! Alisa massaged my ass, tugging me toward her, trying to get me inside her pussy. But I teased her, stroking my cock up and down between her virgin pussy-lips. When she was ready, gushing wet on the bed, I kissed her cheeks.
"Now just relax," I said. "You want it?"
"I want it," she whimpered. "I want to be fucked."
"Just relax."
I pressed my cock forward; Alisa gasped as it entered her. She felt it going in a couple inches, stretching her cunt out. Then my swollen cockhead pressed against her hymen. She started to squirm again, but I held my cock there and massaged her breasts gently. Alisa relaxed as I kissed her ear.
"Be gentle," she begged.
"I will." Holding her tight as she gripped my buttocks, I pressed my cock deeper into her, against her tight virgin cherry.
She groaned as she felt her cherry popping, but I held her firmly and eased it in. Her cunt gripped me tight – she was definitely a tight little virgin. I worked my cock in halfway, then forced it deeper, tearing Alisa as gently as I could. She panted hungrily, growling as she felt my cock ripping into her. She snuggled down against the bed, lifting her ass.
"It hurts," she whimpered. "But it feels so good! Put it in all the way."
I nodded and shoved harder, getting it in another inch. Alisa went limp on the bed, spread-eagled for me to fuck. She began to squirm as she felt my cock going into her all the way – then she tore again, and I could feel her cunt giving way.
"That's so good…" she moaned, running her fingers over her cunt. She felt me where I thrust into her – my balls were shoved up against her cunt. "I feel like I'm going to come…"
I kissed her neck as I began to drag my cock out of her, slowly. When I had it out halfway she gasped in surprise and pain and then I put it in again, slowly. Alisa snarled in mock catlike pleasure – then bit my neck roughly.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Come in my slit."
I shoved the last few inches, getting my shaft inside her deep again. Then Alisa's hips began to work with me, dragging my cock out and shoving it in again, slowly at first but picking up speed as she got more horny and much, much wetter. Her tight cunt was still resisting, but my cock was sliding in easily as she forced her hips up.
"It's so good – so good…"
I grunted as I hammered my cock inside her. She was so tight I was getting ready to spurt!
"I'm going to come," she moaned. "Keep fucking me – fuck me harder…"
She rammed her hips up against me, taking my cock harder than ever, forcing it in like no virgin I've fucked ever has. She groaned and I knew she was about to come. I ran my fingers over her ass, swinging it up and down so that my cock plunged into her – she began to moan louder as she bit my neck, and then she was coming, screaming wildly as her cunt gripped my cock. I began to spurt, my cock-muscles jerking as Alisa begged for it.
"Please… come inside me… come in my pussy… fill me with your come… please." I shot streams of jizz into her cunt, line after line filling her tight slit. She moaned and went limp as she finished coming; I kept plunging my cock into her pussy until she was spread on the bed again, exhausted and filled with come.
"Oh yes," she sighed. "That was so good."
I eased my cock out. "Doesn't it hurt?"
"It hurts like hell," she said. "But it was worth it. Does it hurt the second time?"
"Sometimes," I said. "It depends on the cunt."
Alisa giggled and reached for my cock, stroking my balls.
"I think we'll have to find out, then," Alisa said.
I watched Alisa as she climbed off the bed and started getting into her panties. "I'm going to be late for that interview," she said, tugging the elastic of her underpants over her gorgeous ass. She smiled back at me as she got into her bra.
"What interview?" I asked.
"Roger Simpson of Beauty wanted to see me for lunch. He said he had some contracts to discuss for those pictures."
I chuckled. "Knowing Roger, that will be a great interview."
"What?"
I laughed louder, pulling Alisa back onto the bed. "I said, he's a great editor." I put my arms around her and got her onto her side. I began to nuzzle her neck.
"I'm going to be late," she said, protesting halfheartedly.
"Exactly," I mumbled, peeling down her bra. I began massaging her nipple with my tongue. Alisa whimpered as I unfastened the clasp and climbed between her legs.
"I think it's my duty to make you late for Roger's interview," I said. I smiled as I eased Alisa's legs open and reached for her panties. She stared at me, her eyes wide and hungry, as I began easing her panties down her legs.
She nodded. "If you don't think he's punctual… Oh!"
I peeled the crotch of her panties away from her come-slick cunt. She put her legs together so I could drag her underpants down her thighs and calves and over her ankles. I tossed them on the floor. I glanced over her now-naked body as she smiled at me, propped up with her arms behind her. Her bra-straps were still tangled around her shoulders, but her gorgeous tits were plainly visible. There were little red marks around where I had stroked or sucked at them. Alisa eased her legs open wide as I got on top of her again.
"I think Roger's plenty punctual. But the kind of questions he has to ask you can wait. Assuming you give him the right answers."
"Wh – what do you mean?" asked Alisa. She began to breathe heavily as I pressed my cock-head up to her cunt. She spread her legs further, lifting her ass against me so her cunt jogged the shaft of my prick. I began to enter her.
"I mean he's got a more businesslike manner than I do," I said, penetrating her an inch at a time. "But you can expect to have just as much fun in his office as in my studio."
"Oh yes," she panted, barely hearing me. I forced my cock into her tight slit slowly, taking in the delicious feeling as her cunt gripped me, gushing its thick, fragrant juices down onto my shaft. I penetrated her deeper, and Alisa began to moan in pleasure.
"You really think so?"
"All his models say so. Of course I wouldn't know first hand…" I began sliding my cock out of her cunt, then put it back in just as slowly. Alisa wrapped her arms around my back and took hold of my naked ass.
"I want it," she moaned. "Fuck me hard. Come inside me again."
I dragged my cock back and forth, kissing Alisa's neck as I fucked her. I stretched her cunt out with my long shaft, giving her thrust after thrust as I got close. She was really tight.
"That feels so good… I want to come in your slit, Alisa."
"Please," she begged. "Please come… please spurt… oh yes…"
I fucked her slowly, gradually bringing her closer, too. I started fucking harder as her hips went crazy.
"Yes – yes – yes – yes – fuck me! Fuck me – fuck me!"
I pounded my cock into Alisa's naked body, spreading her cunt-lips with every thrust. She moaned loudly as she realized I was going to come in her pussy for a third time. I bit her ear gently as I grunted in pleasure and spurted my thick load into her slit. She grunted, too, shoving her cunt around my cock, impaling herself on my long rod in rhythm with my fucking. As I finished coming, Alisa went limp on the bed. "So you're telling me Roger Simpson wants to fuck me."
"That's why he wants an interview," I chuckled. "He's as horny as me."
"Do you think I should do it?"
"I think you should discuss it with him. In very explicit terms."
She giggled. "Now that I'm not a virgin…"
"You've got a world of possibilities open to you."
"I think I'll capitalize on that," she said. "Are you glad you popped my cherry?"
"I'm glad I beat Roger to it," I said. "I doubt you'd have been able to resist him."
She sighed. "I just don't know. If I can."
"Then don't," I grinned. "Just make a date with me tomorrow night to look at the prints from this session. Dinner? And then maybe a little modeling session? At my apartment?"
"That should be interesting," Alisa laughed. "I'll see that it is."