Another Photoshoot

Rufus led me upstairs to his condo to make use of his bathroom while he returned to his studio in the garage to see about preparing the photos he had shot of me, including the ones of us having sex. I shut his bathroom door behind me as I then took a moment to work myself out of what remained of the outfit he had loaned me to wear. I rubbed my hand over my thick butt and it came away with traces of his cum, which I then licked off my fingers. His cum tasted mildly salty. I was still feeling exhilarated by our concluded sex. A part of me would have loved to go another round.  It surprised me just how sexually starved I was.  

Alan certainly had a lot of answering to do about it.

I came out of the shower and grabbed one of his spare towels and used it on myself before leaving the bathroom. My clothes and handbag lay on his bed; Rufus must have brought them from his studio while I was in the shower. I dried myself then set about wearing my clothes.

I went looking for Rufus after I was done and found him in the living room where he had a reel of the photos he had taken and wanted me to go through them to see which would fit into the calendar I wanted to make. It took us about an hour before I then realised that I wanted something more.

“Not explicit enough for you?” Rufus inquired. 

He seemed to read my mind to know what I was thinking. The weirdest thing was that I had come to his studio with the idea of taking some half-explicit photos to make into a mock calendar for my husband. But the sex with him had opened my mind towards embracing new possibilities. Now I felt like scrapping these photos, which seemed rather plain to me and wanted something outrageously explicit. Something that would blow Alan’s mind once he takes a look at them.

“Let me talk to my husband about it first, then I’ll get back to you and we’ll see how we can work things out,” I said.

I paid him what I owed him, and he thanked me for it. The longer I stayed in his place was stirring me towards wanting another round. But it was getting late, and I needed to be home before Alan got to wondering where I’d been. I still had his number and promised to keep in touch.

Rufus printed out the photos, and I drove home feeling extremely proud of myself, knowing well enough that Alan would be surprised by what he sees. I knew I was breaking my promise of letting him in on what I had planned as a birthday gift for him, but I wanted to make sure he won’t get upset with how far I was going.

Later that evening we were in bed when I told him how my day had gone before showing him the photos. I was wrong when I presumed he would be surprised; he was ecstatic. 

“My God, Kim!” His eyes expanded while he drooled over each photo. “Oh my fucking God! You took all of these today? Seriously?”

“Seriously, honey, yeah. You’re not upset, are you?”

“Upset? Fuck no, I’m not. This is what you’ve got planned for my birthday, darling?”

“Well, I was thinking about making a calendar of nude photos for you. But after Rufus and I had sex, it got me thinking something more.”

Alan was stunned as I narrated to him how the sex came about. “Oh yeah? He fucked you good? How big is his cock? Was he bigger than me?”

“You really want to know the truth, hon? He was fucking huge!”

“No shit?”

I spaced my hands apart to indicate how big his cock was. “About this big, hon. You should have been there to see him. He pounded and laid me out real bad. I nearly couldn’t feel my pussy at all.”

“I don’t believe you. Let me see.”

I pushed aside the covers and lifted my nightgown for him to see my shaved crotch. I got on all fours and reached behind to grasp my butt cheeks.

“He had me like this, and then he fucked me hard,” I said. “Right now, I’m thinking about having him fuck me again. I want to know if you’d agree to that.”

Alan was busy kissing my butt and grunting his response to everything I was saying. He kissed my ass cheeks before focusing on my pussy; I moaned and caressed his arm as he got me feeling wet. I turned around and helped him out of his clothes, then attacked his cock. Having enjoyed Rufus’s massive cock, that of my husband seemed like a step-down for me. But I told myself it was worth it. 

We had some wild sex that night. I sucked Alan’s cock until he got hard enough for me to ride him. I rode him harder than I probably ever had before, which was something he later confessed to me in the morning. That was because the entire time, I had Rufus in mind. 

Morning arrived, and I gave Rufus a call after I had gotten the green light from Alan—a night of fulfilling sex can do wonders on any man.

“Hello Kim,” Rufus answered.

“Hi Rufus,” there was so much eagerness in my voice, I couldn’t wait to get the words off my chest. “My husband has agreed for me to do another photoshoot. But this time, I’d like for us to go the distance.”

“Oh yeah? What do you have in mind?”

That was when I told him. He listened, after which he told me he was down for it and would make the necessary arrangements first-hand.

“I’ll give you a call later,” he told me before hanging up.

He called back hours later after I’d returned home from my hair salon job.  He told me he had made several calls and asked if I would be free for next weekend. I told him I would be. 

“Should I bring anything with me?” I asked.

“Nothing besides that sexy body of yours,” he said.

I laughed and told him I would. We said goodbye before hanging up. I couldn’t wait for Saturday to arrive.

I spent hours immersing myself in watching many adult videos online, especially ones that catered to the particular activity I was demanding from Rufus. Alan asked what I had planned next, but I only shared half of the details; I didn’t want him catching a heart attack if he heard everything.

Saturday arrived, and like I did the last time, I told Alan that I wanted to go visit a friend. He somewhat knew that was bullshit but gave me a kiss and told me not to stay out long; I promised that I won’t. I got into my car and drove towards Rufus’s home. During the ride, I kept trying to prepare my mind for whatever he had in store for me. I was anxious, and my body was jumping with excitement under my clothes.

I arrived at his condo and saw three other vehicles parked in front of his compound. I got out, approached his front door, and pressed the doorbell. The door soon opened to reveal Rufus. We hugged each other and kissed after he let me into his home.

“Glad you made it,” he shut the door behind me. “You still up for it?”

I nodded. “It’s all I’ve been thinking of since the day started. Where are they?” I attempted to look beyond the corridor into the doorway that led into his living room but couldn’t make out anyone there.

“Come this way.”

He led me up the stairs to his bedroom. I thought his guests would be in there waiting for us, but I was disappointed when I found the room empty. I saw he had rigged multiple cameras and lights, all aimed at the bed.

“They’re around, don’t worry,” said Rufus as he led me to the bed and got me to sit down. “But as you said, I’ll have to blindfold you first.”

“Yeah, sure.” I dropped my handbag and took off my sandals. “Do your thing.”

Rufus unearthed a black cloth from his pocket and turned me around so he could cover my eyes, and tied it at the back of my head. Everything was dark before me, except for some blurry shadows, I couldn’t make out a single thing.

“Remain like this while I go out and get the boys, okay?”

I came off the bed, and a pair of hands began undressing me. Someone kissed me while another planted their lips on my tits. 

I nodded and heard his feet leave the room but didn’t hear the door shut. Everywhere was silence, except for the whirring noise coming from the ceiling fan.  I leaned back against the bed and tried to relax. I had no idea at the time if Rufus had begun to record; later, I found out he had.

I tensed when I heard a patter of feet enter the room. They sounded like multiple pairs, and there were murmurings too. I had no idea how many of them were in the room and if Rufus was among them or not, as they settled beside me and started feeling over my body. I felt pairs of hands groping my large tits and caressing my thighs. Someone said something about them helping me to my feet—it didn’t sound like Rufus. I came off the bed, and a pair of hands began undressing me. Someone kissed me while another planted their lips on my tits. 

I was attacked by kisses all over my body, with hands groping, squeezing and caressing every vital part of my anatomy. It was sensuous, all of it, and wild too; I felt as though I was on some astral travel out of my body into space.  This was especially the reason why I had wanted to be blindfolded. I had watched an interracial porn video of a woman getting gangbanged by several black men while blindfolded and thought that would make for a fantastic experience.  

The same sort of experience I was enjoying now.

The men—later, Rufus informed me that there had been four, including himself—lifted me onto the bed. Hands held my legs apart while one of them lapped on the pussy and others sucked and fondled my tits. Someone ordered me to open my mouth, which I did, and then a penis slipped between my lips for me to suck on. I went on sucking that cock until it went away and another took its place. Like that, I went on sucking one cock after another. No way I could tell which was which through my blindfold.

I laid there moaning from the cock that went on stretching my pussy. The cock pulled out, and then another took its place . . .

I tensed when I felt a penis slip into my pussy. My body lifted off the bed, and I gasped as the penis dug further into my womb. Seconds later, I started to relax and enjoy the ride. My hands caressed the person’s arms while I grunted as I was still enjoying a mouthful of cock.

The men went on talking: chattering and laughing about what was going on. I laid there moaning from the cock that went on stretching my pussy. The cock pulled out, and then another took its place and whoever the man was got into fucking me hard. He held my legs upright while thrusting in and out of me. I groaned and tried breathing through my mouth. At some point, I wanted him to ease off. That only seemed to spur him further. My anguish elicited harsh laughter from them.

One by one, they tore into me without mercy. They got me on my elbows and knees, and that was when the fucking kicked into high gear. They slammed my butt hard and slapped my ass cheeks while I squealed and whimpered. They sprayed cum over my butt, laughing while they did. Others held up my face and fucked my mouth until eventually, they ejaculated down my throat.

I have no idea how long the sex went on—time didn’t seem to exist because I was blindfolded. I climaxed multiple times though at one point, I lost track of the overwhelming sex I was enjoying. The men left hickey bites on my breasts, my shoulders, and across my thighs. But I took no notice as I was busy screaming from the multiple dicks pounding me harder.

I must have passed out because when I woke up, the room was quiet and I was the only one there. Semen dripped out of my pussy as I struggled to my feet. Rufus came and assisted me. He helped me back into my clothes—I turned down his offer of using his bathroom—I wanted to get home for Alan to see me in my prime. It was tough getting into my car, but I managed it all right.  My body felt like it had been fucked into submission. I started my car and waved goodbye to Rufus.