Chapter 14

He had me cross my legs, then uncross them, put a finger to my lips, rest my hand between my breasts, touch my knee, sit up, just so many different poses. We looked at the latest pictures, and I was stunned; we both were getting better at this. I began to see which poses and facial expressions worked and which ones didn’t. He had the camera in that mode where I was in focus, but everything behind me was blurred, and the pictures were amazing.

“I want to get a little video, Jenna if that’s okay.”

“Absolutely.” I really was getting into it. Having him concentrate on me like this was exciting and a real ego boost.

He had me get back in the water so he could film me in slow-motion video as I climbed up the steps in my tiny bikini. When he showed me the replay, I almost fainted. The water running off my body, my slow, languid movements, the slow jiggle and bounce of my breasts, it looked stunning, and I couldn’t believe it was me.

“You’re a goddess, Jen.” Derek had this wondrous look in his eye, like the kid who had been told that the entire candy shop was his. “Let’s do some more. Walk over to the lounge and lie down on your back.”

As he continued to film, still in slow motion, he asked me to bring my arms together and cross them under my breasts, framing them. When I complied with his request, my eyes traveled lower, and I noticed the large bulge in the front of his swimsuit.

Emboldened by his attitude, a wicked thought entered my head. I brought my hands up to my neck, placed my forefingers under the bikini’s neckstring, and brought my fingers slowly down, pressing lightly into my breasts, passing over my nipples but under the tiny fabric, my fingers stopping just below my nipples.

The excitement surged through me, and my nipples went rigid, straining the bits of fabric. Losing control, I cupped my breasts and squeezed them. He just kept smiling and kept filming, and he said things like, “Yes! You’re beautiful, perfect, just like that, perfect.”

He told me that our voices wouldn’t matter since it was in slow motion, so I told him to follow my right hand. He moved in closer to just a foot away, closely matching my right hand sliding down my tummy and over my lower abs until my fingers lightly brushed over my covered pussy. I hoped the camera picked up my thighs as they quivered a bit from the sparks that were charging through me. I stroked myself lightly up and down on the outside of the neon-green bathing suit ... and then I pulled the bottoms aside, showing Derek and the camera my swollen pussy lips.

I brought my left hand down, and I gently placed both forefingers near the top of my inner lips. I slowly pulled them apart, displaying my pink insides.

“Oh, God, Jenna. You can’t believe how sexy this looks.”

I smiled and easily dipped two fingers into my slick vagina, and when I pulled them out, I held them so the camera could see how wet they were.

“Follow my hand,” I told him. I slowly brought my fingers up to my mouth, Derek’s camera phone trailing right behind it. I looked into the lens as I licked my fingers clean and sucked them, then smiled.

Derek clicked off the phone. “Jesus fucking Christ. I don’t even know what to say.”

“Was that okay?” I asked, teasing him because I could tell he thought it was a little bit more than okay.

“You’re just so photogenic. The camera really loves you,” he said excitedly. “I have another pose I’d like you to do. Let’s flatten out the lounge and turn you over ... yes, like that ... and I will film you as you untie your top strings while lying down on your front.”

We did that, again, all in slow motion. I felt my breasts flatten and squish out to the sides. “Perfect, now just look forward ... and rise up ... yes, so we can see them hanging ... fuck, that’s perfect ... I’m panning down to your ass now ... good, good ... now lie back down ... lift up your ass a little ... God, it’s so round ... bring your knees up more so it sticks up higher ... bring your knees all the way up but keep your front down ... now slowly lower your bottoms down...”

Oh, wow. Showing my pussy was one thing. I do that five nights a week to a hundred strangers. But he wants to film my asshole? I don’t know how I feel about this at all. I mean, it’s waxed and clean, but still, my asshole? Derek, I’m trusting you...

I hooked my fingers under the string and pulled down the bottoms. I swear I could feel the fresh air hit my bottom. I blushed, knowing he was looking at my most private of areas. There will be no secrets after this.

He didn’t move or even say anything for probably half a minute. I was about to ask him what was wrong when I heard the phone thunk as he semi-dropped it on the pebbled pool surround and grabbed both of my ass cheeks roughly.

Yeah, that feels good! Derek, you haven’t touched me in about ten minutes, and it feels so amazing. “Oh ... God ... Daddy...”

He showered my cheeks with kisses as he kneaded my meaty ass like fresh dough. I hated to keep comparing him to Dave, but I hadn’t been with anyone else like this, so it was bound to happen. But Dave would never have done this, kissing the fleshy parts of my ass and even biting and nipping them. He gently pulled my ass cheeks apart, and I felt a long string of saliva drip onto my asshole, which sent a little tingle through my body. This felt so forbidden, so nasty, but incredibly erotic. My body involuntarily tensed when I felt the tip of his finger gently slide into me, into my asshole.

“Yeah, that feels really good,” I whispered.

He moved in behind me, I felt more saliva slip onto my ass, and his finger penetrated me deeper. I took a deep breath and willed my body to relax. After a few seconds, he was able to slide past my tight ring and insert his finger fully.

“Do you like this?” he asked.

“I like it,” I said shyly.

That seemed to be all the encouragement he needed. “Will you get on your hands and knees for me?” he said huskily.

“Okay.”

When I complied with his request, I felt another long string drop onto my little hole, and some of it ran down into my vagina. I felt the tip of his tongue work its way inside me, and he seemed to be pushing his saliva into me. After a few seconds, my bottom felt very squishy. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and fully inserted his tongue inside repeatedly. I was already very wet from taking those sexy pictures and videos, but now I could feel my secretions begin to run down my inner thighs.