Caitlyn & the Photographer
Copyright© 2025 by Mandurah
Chapter 14
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 14 - Caitlyn tries her hand at modeling with a professional photographer. Romance? Check. Consensual? Check. Erotic, Exhibitionism, BDSM, Incest, Group Sex? Check Check Check Check and Check! A wild, lusty adventure that *checks* all the boxes, mixing teens with non-teens in every conceivable sexual tryst you could imagine!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Incest BDSM Group Sex Exhibitionism Oral Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism
I called Ruth. “Ruth, Ruth,” I gasped before continuing. “I need like the biggest favour ever.”
“Okay, girl, what gives? You gotta hot date, and need me to cover for you?”
“Am I so obvious and desperate that you know why I’m calling?”
“Sure do, you tart? I asked Amelia to cover for me when I spent my first night with Caleb. Well, who’s the lucky guy? Do I know him? Is he from our school?”
“Hey, I’m not a tart. Well, not yet anyway. But I’m sure I’ll make the grade soon. You’ve met him, but you don’t know him.”
“You’re always joking around, aren’t you, Caitlyn?”
“That’s what Arty says, but sometimes it’s to my detriment.”
“WHAT! Is that who you’re dating? Arty the photographer?”
“Sure is, and he asked me to stay overnight, too.”
“CAITLYN, he’s old enough to be your dad. He’s like ancient. How long have you been screwing him?”
“We’ve done it twice, and now I am going to wear him out on Saturday when I fuck his brains out. Will you cover for me if Mum asks?”
“You’re going to get yourself into a shitload of trouble when your parents find out. Tim’s a tough guy, cute and your Mum’s lucky to have him. But I wouldn’t want to be in Arty’s shoes if Tim goes after him.”
“What do you mean, when? There’s no way they’ll find out.”
“Oh, they will. My parents found out about me and Caleb. And I bet they do, sooner rather than later. But yeah, I’ll cover for you. And you better give me all the juicy details, right? That’s the cost to you. All the details. Hey, like he’s a photographer, right, got any sexy photos of you two you’d like to share?”
“Sounds more like blackmail to me. And no I’ve not.”
“What, not got any photos or don’t want to share them?”
“God Ruth, you’re terrible.”
“Gotta go. See you at school tomorrow.” And that was it. Ruth had hung up.
Great, that’s my cover sorted. Now, I need to buy some red shoes to go with the leather dress I wore for my portfolio. That was the one I had decided I was going to wear. I knew Arty liked me in it.
So, I bought a pair of red leather sandals for a hundred and ninety-nine dollars and packed my overnight bag for our hopefully sex-filled weekend getaway.
A week and a half later, I packed my bag. Six matching sets of sexy panties and bras that Arty will adore. Warm clothes, perfume, and other toiletries, and just as I had finished packing, Mum knocked at my door. “Hi Caitlyn honey, are you all set for a good weekend with Ruth? Dad and I have made a last-minute arrangement to go to Perth for the weekend, staying at the Crown. So we won’t be home until midday Monday. You can call us if there are any problems.”
Oh, yes, music to my ears. I can be as late as I want on Sunday or even talk Arty into letting me spend another night with him.