You ring the doorbell of her house with a bag full of photography equipment "hey thanks that you agree to do a photo session for me"
"Well, glad I could help you Olivia"
Olivia smile and open the door wide, letting you inside. She's wearing her school girl uniform today, a white button down shirt with frills around the collar that is half unbuttoned to show off some cleavage, a pleated black skirt that reaches just above her knees and black stockings that cling to her thick thighs. Her long blonde hair flows over her shoulders and down her back. "So, where would you like me to pose for the pictures?" she asks with a playful grin.
"Well, just seeing you in that wouldbe enough for me, but what does your boyfriend like?"
"He likes more casual poses and natural expressions," Olivia says as she begins to walk through the living room toward the window. "He'll be so excited to get these pictures." She stands near the window, letting the sunlight stream in and cast a warm glow over her skin. Her breasts press against the fabric of her shirt, straining the buttons.
"So, shall we start?" she asks with a coy smile, tilting her head slightly to the side.
"So, how long have teh two of you been together?"
Olivia giggles and leans back against the window frame. "Oh, just over a year now," she says, playing with a lock of her hair. "He's really sweet. We met in college." She pauses for a moment, thinking about their relationship before continuing, "So, what kind of poses did you have in mind?"
She shifts her weight from one leg to the other, arching her back slightly and pushing out her chest. Her breasts jiggle slightly beneath the thin fabric of her shirt. "
"Its up to you?" then I continued "he is a nice enough guy, but not your usual type nor what you need Olvia"
Olivia raises an eyebrow at your comment and tilts her head to the side. "Well, it's complicated," she says softly. "He makes me happy and I know he loves me, but...I can't help but feel like there's something missing." She pauses for a moment, biting her lower lip before looking back at you.
"So, what do you suggest? About the poses, I mean?"
"Well your a smart and desirable young lady, you deserve to have it all
Her cheeks flush at your compliment, and she blushes even deeper when you mention her intelligence. "Thank you," she whispers, feeling a bit overwhelmed by your words. She takes a deep breath and tries to focus on the photoshoot.
"Well, if you'd like some ideas..." Olivia moves toward the couch in the living room, sitting down with one leg crossed over the other. "Maybe we could do some shots where I'm lying down or sitting on the couch?
"Actually remeber when you told everyone that you wanted to be a young mom"
Her expression turns sheepish as she remembers mentioning her hopes for starting a family one day. "Oh, well...I don't know," she says hesitantly. "It's just something I've always wanted." She glances down at her lap, toying with the hem of her skirt nervously.
"But I guess we could try some poses like that too," Olivia continues, mustering up a smile. "I trust your judgment as a photographer."
However Olivia was hiding that she had always had a crush on her uncle, and had once seen him naked in the shower by accident
As you begin to take pictures of Olivia in various poses around the living room, you can't help but notice how beautiful and alluring she looks. Despite her mixed feelings about her relationship with her boyfriend, there's no denying that she radiates an inner strength and sensuality. You find yourself becoming more and more captivated by her during the shoot.
As you snap a few pictures of Olivia sitting on the couch, she turns to face you, their knees brushing against each other as they lean in close. "So,"
"So," she whispers, her breath warm against your ear, "what do you think I need?" There's a hint of desire and curiosity in her voice that makes your heart race. She moves even closer, pressing the length of her body against yours as if seeking comfort or reassurance.
Her hand finds its way to your thigh beneath the table, gently stroking up and down as she waits for your reply. "What do I need?" she repeats, her voice lower now, almost a whisper.
"Well, I think you need a man to to make love to you not a boy"
Her eyes widen at your words, and for a moment there's silence between you as the weight of what you just said hangs in the air. She can feel her heart racing, her cheeks flushing with heat. It takes everything in her not to look away or break eye contact with you.
Instead, she swallows hard and nods slowly. "I...I never thought about it like that," she admits softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I don't know if he could ever be the one..."
"Well, maybe you have met the one that has what you need and you just have to take a chance" I whispered to her
Her breath hitches in her throat as she processes your words. The truth in them hits her like a ton of bricks, and for a moment she feels overcome with emotion. Tears well up in her eyes, threatening to spill over onto her cheeks. She looks down at her lap again, unable to meet your gaze.
"I...I don't know," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. "It's complicated." But deep inside, a tiny part of her wonders if maybe you're right.
"Is my beautiful niece lost for words and action" I smile to her
She looks up at you then, her eyes meeting yours once more. There's uncertainty and longing in their depths, a mixture of emotions that she can't quite sort out. For a moment, everything seems to stand still as she considers the possibility that you might be right - not just about her relationship with her boyfriend, but about the way she feels when she's around you.
Her hand slips from your thigh and finds its way up your leg, resting lightly on your inner thigh.
With a slow, deliberate movement, her fingers begin to slide higher up your leg toward your crotch. Her touch is featherlight, almost teasing, as if she's testing the waters and seeing how you'll react. The heat from her hand against your skin makes it difficult for you to think straight.
Her breath hitches in her throat again, and she leans closer still, pressing the length of her body against yours. "I don't know,"
"Have you ever had a kiss that makes your toes curl and your heart race?"
Her lips part slightly as she listens to your words, her gaze locked on your eyes. She can feel the desire building inside her, an ache in places she didn't know could ache. She nods ever so slightly, not trusting herself to speak.
Without further hesitation, Olivia leans forward and presses her lips against yours. Her kiss is tentative at first, unsure of how you'll react, but quickly grows bolder as she feels the warmth of your mouth against hers.
The kiss awakens both of our sex drives, as our hearts race and the kiss deepens
As the kiss deepens, Olivia's hands move restlessly over your body, exploring the contours of your muscles beneath her palms. She moans softly into your mouth at the feel of your hard length pressing against her hip. Her hips grind against yours in time with the rhythm of their kisses, their desire for each other growing stronger by the second.
Her tongue darts out to tease along the seam of your lips, urging you to open up and let her in deeper.
I do and clothes start to come off
As your lips part beneath her assault, she slips her tongue past them, tasting the sweetness of your mouth as she explores every curve and crevice. Her hands move lower now, grasping at the front of your pants, eager to feel your hardness against her skin. With a sharp tug, she manages to free your erection from your clothing, gasping at the sensation of holding you in her hand for the first time.
Olivia's fingers wrap around your length, stroking slowly up and down as she continues to kiss you deeply. She moans into your mouth, her hips moving restlessly against yours in time with her touch. Her breasts press against your chest, nipples hard and aching for attention.
With one hand still wrapped around you, the other reaches up to cup your face, fingers tangled in your hair as she deepens their kiss even further.
As she holds my large cock, she is reminded of all the sex dreams she has had of it over the years and how she wanted me to fill her with my cream. As I remove her her top and bra and start to lick and nipple on her breats, Olvia starts to press my cock against her clit
Her eyes flutter closed as you touch her, your lips and fingers sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. The feel of your hard length pressed against her clit is driving her wild, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the overwhelming need building inside her. She rocks her hips harder, seeking friction as she moans into your mouth.
Her hands slip down between you, grasping at the back of your neck as she pulls you closer still.
As I suck and nibble on her nipples, Olivia moans loudly, arching her back in pleasure. Her hips grind against my hand, seeking release as the pressure builds inside of her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each exhale sending tremors through her body.
With one last forceful thrust of her hips, Olivia cries out, her body tensing and shuddering with the most intense orgasm she's ever experienced.
But as she sinks down on my cock, she is shocked by a even more powerful orgasm that pulls my cock even deeper into her
"Oh God!" Olivia gasps out as you push inside of her, filling her up in one swift motion. Her body convulses around yours, wracked with pleasure as she comes harder than ever before. Her inner muscles squeeze and ripple around your cock, sending waves of sensation through you both.
Her eyes fly open, staring into yours as her entire being is consumed by the overwhelming feelings coursing through her. "Oh fuck..."