Caitlyn & the Photographer
Copyright© 2025 by Mandurah
Chapter 20
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 20 - 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 moved my hands to his face and held him tight. Arty maneuvered his cock to the entrance of my love tunnel, and I pulled my knees up to my boobs. I was so wet and relaxed that it allowed him to glide his hot throbbing member inside me in one easy-flowing movement. I moaned and Arty groaned as he penetrated me.
Arty took hold of my hands, and our fingers intertwined. He held them above my head, holding them against the mattress, as he made long slow strokes with his ever-so-hard cock up my pussy. “Mmmmm, this is the best feeling ever.” I wrapped my legs around his back, locking my ankles over his waist, holding him tightly against me as our lips met, our tongues intertwined, and my pussy overflowed with love juice.
We slowly made love. The sounds of kissing, moaning, groaning, and squelching as Arty ploughed my pussy filled the room. Arty let go of my hands and hooked them under my shoulders. I wrapped my arms around his back and squeezed my ankles tighter around his waist.
The speed of our lovemaking increased. Arty was groaning and pulled on my shoulders every time he thrust into me. His cock swelled, and I squeezed his cock as hard as I could with my pussy muscles as he released his baby-making juice inside me, as we climaxed together.
Arty groaned as he unloaded his seed into me, and I squealed as his cock spasmed inside me. We were both perspiring and needed a shower as Arty collapsed on top of me. But that was the best sex I ever had. “That was beautiful, just so beautiful, lover,” I said as Arty rolled off me, and we laid together for a while.
I had a quick shower, dressed in my burgundy lacy panties and matching bra, taking my other sets with me as we went downstairs to make breakfast. Arty brought the camera, and after breakfast, the shoot started.
Arty took pictures of me in every room, in various underwear sets or topless. They will look good, and Arty will add them to my portfolio, while the topless ones will likely be offered for sale. After shooting downstairs, Arty said, “Right, back up to the bedroom, and get out your red, black, and white pantie and bra sets.”
“Do you want me in lacy hi-cut white panties or my G-string?”
“Panties. Black first. Get on the bed and lay on your side, then turn around, and I’ll take pics of you from both directions. Then you can lose the bra, and I will do the same shots again topless.”
I followed Arty’s instructions, and we did the same for the red, but I had to wear the white set last.
I changed into my white set. Then Arty took the same shots as before, again leaving me topless at the end. I thought we had completed the shoot, but I was wrong.
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