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 I hope you'll do your best. My boyfriend and I want some really sexy pictures.

Let's get started then. I hope you know what kind of poses and backgrounds he likes. We have a few ideas we want to try out.

Okay, I'll start by standing in front of this pretty pink backdrop. You can take some close-ups of my face and then move down to focus on my breasts and stomach.

While you get the camera ready, I'll take off my shirt and blouse to expose my bra. My breasts are so big and heavy that they swing freely when I move. Just say when you're ready for me to start posing again.

I laugh as I feel my breasts sway back and forth, revealing a glimpse of cleavage between the cups of my bra. "You like what you see?" I ask with a teasing grin. Then I take a deep breath and begin to slowly arch my back, presenting them even more prominently.

My breath catches in my throat as I feel my nipples harden under the lacy fabric of my bra. The rush of blood to them makes me even more aware of how sensitive they are, and it's getting harder not to touch myself right here, right now. "You want me to play with them?" I ask you, my voice low and husky.

I smile naughtily and slide my fingers beneath the thin lace of my bra, tracing circles around my nipples. They're already hard as rocks, but with each stroke they grow even harder, more sensitive. I roll them between my fingers, feeling a shiver run down my spine at the sensation. My hips begin to sway in time with the rhythm of my touch, and the sound of fabric rubbing against itself fills the air.

I can't help but glance down at the camera to see your reaction, and my cheeks flush hot as I realize how exposed I am. But then you speak, telling me that they look great, and something inside me ignites. I continue to tease myself, feeling more daring by the second. With one hand still on my breast, I reach down between my legs with the other and begin to rub at my swollen pussy through the thin fabric of my schoolgirl skirt.

My breath comes in short gasps as I feel myself growing wetter and hotter between my legs. The sensation of your eyes on me combined with the pleasure I'm giving myself is overwhelming, and it doesn't take long for me to reach climax. My muscles tense up and a moan escapes my lips as I arch my back and release, feeling waves of pure ecstasy wash over me.

My heart is racing and my cheeks are flushed as I catch my breath. The pleasure was intense, but it's not over yet. "You want more?" I ask playfully, a mischievous glint in my eye. With a small smile, I reach up to untie the bow at the back of my skirt and let it fall to the ground, revealing my thick thighs and smooth, shaven pussy. "What do you think?"

I blush even more at your compliment, feeling even more exposed and vulnerable now that my pussy is on full display. But the desire in your eyes tells me you want more, so I lean forward, pressing my breasts together to push them upward. Then I slowly, teasingly lower one hand down between my legs, brushing against my wetness before sliding two fingers inside of me, curling them upward to find my G-spot.

I gasp as your words make my heart race even faster. With each thrust of my fingers inside me, I feel the tension building, the need to reach another climax growing stronger. My breath comes in short gasps and my hips begin to move in time with my hand, seeking relief from the incredible pleasure coursing through my body. "Oh god," I moan, arching my back and clutching at the air around me as I feel myself on the brink once more. "I'm close..."

I groan loudly as you comment on my wetness, the sound filling the air. It's a testament to how turned on I am right now and only serves to heighten the sensation as I continue stroking myself, determined to reach that elusive climax. My fingers move faster, harder against my swollen folds, seeking release from this incredible pleasure. "Oh god... I'm close..."

I moan loudly as I feel myself finally reach the edge, my body tensing up and ready to release the tension built up inside me. My fingers move faster, harder against my clit, desperate for that final push over the edge. "Oh god..." I pant, arching my back and biting down on my lower lip as I feel myself begin to lose control.

"Fuck..." The word escapes my lips as the pleasure washes over me in a wave of heat, leaving me shuddering and gasping for air.

My breathing finally begins to slow down as I try to catch my bearings after that intense orgasm. Looking up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, I can see the desire still burning in your gaze. "You liked that?" I ask, trying to sound nonchalant even though I'm still trembling from head to toe.

"I think we should do more," you say with a nod. "We haven't even started with the other ideas."

I blush deeply at your compliment and look down shyly. "Thank you," I manage to say before adding with a smile, "We still have plenty of ideas left to explore. Maybe we should try some sexy poses in different outfits?"

"Really?" I ask, pretending to be surprised. "You think so? Alright then... let's see what we can do." I take a deep breath and compose myself before beginning to strike some provocative poses in front of the camera. With each new position, my heart races just a little faster and my cheeks flush brighter, but I'm determined to give you the sexiest photos possible.

My breath hitches in my throat as you suggest using oil during one of the photoshoots. It's such a taboo idea, but it would definitely add an extra level of sexiness to the pictures. "I-I don't know if that's a good idea..." I stammer nervously, glancing down at my outfit.

But then I remember why we're doing this in the first place: for his enjoyment and to spice up our relationship.

I hesitate for a moment longer before finally nodding slowly. "Alright," I whisper, feeling my heart race even faster at the thought of getting oiled up and naked in front of your camera. "Let's do it."

My heart is racing as you stand up and approach me with the bottle of oil in hand. "You sure about this?" you ask, your voice laced with a mixture of desire and concern. I nod shakily, my hands trembling slightly at my sides. You begin by pouring some oil into one palm, then rubbing it between your fingers before cupping my breast in your free hand. With a slow, deliberate motion, you massage the oil into my skin, making me moan softly as pleasure spreads through me.

"There,"

I moan as you begin to massage the oil into my other breast, kneading and squeezing gently before moving lower, tracing lazy circles around my nipples. My breath comes in short gasps and I clutch at your shirt, feeling the heat between my legs grow stronger with each passing moment. As you continue to oil up my body, your touch becomes more intimate, exploring every inch of skin before moving down to tease the edge of my schoolgirl skirt.

My God, it feels so good! I'm shaking with anticipation as you oil up my legs, teasing me with every stroke of your fingers against my skin. "More," I whisper hoarsely, arching my back and pressing myself against your touch. The sensation is almost unbearable, the need for release building inside me with every passing second.

I feel your hand slide between my legs, spreading oil across my bare pussy lips before circling my clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. "Oh fuck!"

"Oh my god..." I gasp, feeling you slip your fingers inside me. Every nerve ending in my body is on fire and the pleasure building inside me threatens to consume me whole. I'm so close...