Wildlife Photography

by Baron Rod

Copyright© 2011 by Baron Rod

Erotica Sex Story: A girl and a wildlife photographer meet and a photo shoot of 'The Mating Habits of Homo Sapiens' occurs.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft   Consensual   Heterosexual   First   Oral Sex   Masturbation   Petting   Cream Pie   Exhibitionism   Voyeurism   .

Finely! The money shot. The photo that would win me praise from my peers. The mid-morning light was perfect. I'd staked this lonely spot out for over a week. My telephoto lens permitted me to be far enough away to allow privacy. The male bald eagle bringing in a bass to the female feeding her two six week old chicks would be the highlight of my collection. The male was almost continuously hunting, although occasionally he would push the female off the nest and take a turn watching the chicks ... and grabbing a bite to eat when his mate brought in a meal.

"Whatcha doin', mister?" asked a small voice from behind me.

I must have jumped a foot while spinning in place. How did this little girl sneak up on me? Had I been that absorbed in the eagle? My sudden spin must have frightened her because she teleported back a couple feet.

"Shhhh!" I hissed. "I don't want to disturb the bald eagle. She's feeding her chicks and I'm taking their pictures. Be quiet, please."

I turned back and again was taking pictures. I heard the girl getting closer again, but she was still being quiet. The mother eagle and her chicks made short work of the bass that had been on the menu.

Now that my picture taking frenzy was over I turned to actually look at the sprite who had snuck up on me. She was carrot topped, green eyed, freckle faced. An archetypical Irish pixie. She wore a t-shirt, denim shorts and sandals. She stood right at five foot and weighed maybe ninety pounds and might have made her teens ... maybe. She had a developing figure with cute little buds behind that t-shirt. From the nipple tenting she wasn't wearing a bra, not that she really needed one yet.

"Can I see the pictures?" she asked.

"Sure." I replied. I turned to my ever present laptop and hooked the camera to it. "The camera screen is a bit small, but this works pretty good."

I started scrolling through the pictures, mentally noting the best shots and the ones that just didn't work. That's the nice thing about multi-gigabyte storage chips. I could take thousands of pictures. If only a couple percent turned out to be world class that was still twenty out of a thousand and the chip could hold several thousand.

I watched the girl's reactions to the pictures. Having a test audience wasn't that usual for me. Some of the shots I thought were great didn't seem to be a hit with her and shots I would have skipped brought exclamations of delight.

"You have a good eye." she said and then paused, thought for a moment and asked, "Could you take my picture?"

"I really only do bird and animal pictures, honey." I replied.

"Humans are animals." she snapped back.

"OK." I laughed. "Before we start let me get some information on you. What's your name, birthday, where you are from and your e-mail address so I can send you copies of the pictures." I brought up a word processor to record the information to transfer to a standard release form.

"I'm Aislinn O'Donneley. I'm thirteen last April eleventh. I'm from Omaha and we're vacationing here at this camp ground. Mom and Dad told me to take a hike so they could be alone." She gave me her addresses, both snail and e-mail and then said, "I have a USB chip you can download to. What's your name?"

"I'm Larry Reynolds." I answered. "I travel around taking wildlife photos that I sell to various magazines."

I had her lay out on some large rocks at water's edge and snapped a few shots. Then I stood her up as I knelt down and took some closeup shots of her head against the blue sky. After shooting various poses for about a quarter hour I took the camera to my computer and we looked at the results. As the slide show went on I copied the pictures to her chip.

Aislinn said, "Oh! I look so pretty. I didn't think I was anything special, but those pictures are beautiful. I don't look like a little kid. Young, yes, but not just a kid."

"The camera likes you." I said. "It's funny how some really pretty girls look wrong when photographed and some other girls just spark. These pictures spark."

I watched while the slide show continued and wrestled with my conscience. It lost.

"You know," I mused, "I think..." My conscience tried one more time. "Naw! That just is a bad idea."

Aislinn asked "What's a bad idea?"

"Nope, not gonna say." I said, "I don't want either one of us to get in trouble."

She looked at me, got a puzzled look and then did sort of a double take. "You want me to take my clothes off, don't you?"

I was startled. This was a smart youngster. My conscience shrugged and gave up again. I replied, "Well, yeah. I'm a wildlife photographer and wildlife doesn't wear clothes."

Aislinn giggled and stripped off her t-shirt. Evidently, besides being smart, she wasn't shy either.

As she started working her shorts and panties off I admired her little tits. Larger than bee stings or fried eggs, but hadn't really made A-cup yet. Since she was thirteen it looked like she was a late bloomer. The nipples were about the size of a standard pencil eraser on areolae that were a light tan that was just a few shades darker than her skin and were about an inch across. Her freckles ran down to her upper arms and to the top of her little mounds. I got all this in one quick glance and I had my camera in my hands. I started taking pictures.

As her shorts and panties dropped she kicked off her sandals and stepped out of the last of her clothes. Her bush was as red as that on her head. It was still fairly thin, but visible. She had just started to show a little female hip and waist definition. She did a pirouette that I caught several pictures of. Her little buns were tight and probably would never be very big. That was OK with me, I've never been an ass man. I like tits, any size, any shape, and hers were cute.

I had her redo our previous test shoot. I added a few shots of her running and jumping. I've always liked shots of a jumping girl. It sometimes looks as if they are flying. We went back to the computer and watched the new slide show. I noticed that while we watched she was lightly brushing her nipples. Oh Gawd! I knew I was in deep trouble ... and didn't really care. By this time my conscience was on vacation.

Near the end of the slide show I picked up my camera again and got a couple of shots of her manipulations. Then I said, "I'll bet what you're doing feels good."

I'm very glad I had the camera up and shooting. Her blush was gorgeous. Almost eclipsed her freckles. She started to stammer some sort of explanation or apology or whatever and I interrupted saying "I don't mind. I think it's cute and very picture worthy. Have you ever felt yourself all the way to orgasm?"

"N ... n ... no." she stammered out. "I'm not sure. I really don't know."

I went to my backpack and got out my beach towel. I flipped it out on a flat spot near an old pine tree. It was a thick towel and the needles of the ground probably wouldn't work through, but would provide some protection. I turned back to her and said, "Lay down on the towel. I promise I won't get within six feet of you unless you ask me to. I'm going to give you a new hobby." She was wide eyed, but went and lay on the towel.

I said "Now start caressing your nipples again, both hands. Also spread your knees out as far as is comfortable." She did and I started taking pictures again. I watched her as I shot. After a short while her labia had started to spread and she was panting.

"Now take a hand and cup the entire area at your crotch and lightly rub." I directed. She did and her eyes got wider and breath shorter. I gave it a minute and told her, "Now take the middle finger of that hand and reach almost all the way to your pretty little asshole. Then bring it back up your slit. You'll notice a wet spot. Pause there and coat your finger with your body's natural lubrication. That's it. Now continued up until you hit a very exciting part and rub there."

She did what I said and the moment that she hit her clit was very obvious. She started really rubbing and her finger almost became a blur. She started saying "Oh!" over and over and as she went farther along that pleasant path the time between "Oh!"s got shorter and shorter. Near the end it was "Oh!Oh!Oh!Oh!" and then a final "Oh My God!!" as she orgasmed. Full body blush, back slightly arched, toes curled. Then she almost completely relaxed, collapsing back onto the towel.

I continued taking pictures standing a little over six feet from her. The zoom closeup shots I took of her pussy were beautiful. She eventually got language skills back and panted, "Oh! I've never felt anything like that! Oh, wow! That was awesome!"

"Yup!" I agreed. "Masturbation can be fun. It's sex with someone you love."

She got that puzzled look that she had had just before she asked about nudity and asked, "Is real sex, you know, between a couple, that intense?"

"That gets a complicated answer." I replied. "It really depends on the couple. And mostly the guys. Some guys barely do more than get a girl almost wet and then plug it in, get their pleasure and roll off. Not much fun for the girl. Try to stay away from those guys. They're selfish and likely to mistreat you in other ways. Most guys will at least try to get you to orgasm once, usually during foreplay. If you're lucky you'll have enough of a glow to carry you to another orgasm during intercourse. Then there are the guys on the other end of the bell curve from the selfish ones that will work to fuck your brains out. If you find someone like that, if you can stand him out of bed and he makes you laugh, hold on to him."

"Makes me laugh?" she asked.

"Yeah." I answered. "Laughter is a wonderful bonding agent. Living without laughter is almost soul destroying."

"What kind of guy are you?" she shyly queried.

"I'm not a super stud, but I care for the women I'm with." I said.

She responded in the way I had prayed for and dreaded. "Could you ... would you ... teach me all about sex? I mean, you've shown me how to masturbate. Could you be my first guy, take my cherry?"

"Aislinn, I'd be honored." I replied, and my conscience tried to return from vacation, "But I have to ask you some things. I'm thirty-nine, triple your age, I could be your dad. Shouldn't your first time be with someone closer to your age? Are you sure you don't want to wait until you're older and better able to handle the emotional side of sex? Don't you want your first time to be with someone you have some feelings for, rather than a stranger that you've just met? And who you probably won't see again. Why me? Think about it."

She thought for a good forty seconds and then said "Why you? You're the first adult, including my parents, that hasn't treated me like a little kid. I know I'm smart. I always test as high genius and I ace just about every test I take. But people act like I'm nine and don't know anything. You don't. Yeah, this is probably a one time thing, although we don't leave until after breakfast tomorrow. The romantic stranger ... ships passing in the night ... is always attractive. If I go with a boy that doesn't know squat about sex I could get hurt and end up not really enjoying sex. You're experienced and will start me off right. I can see your point about emotional maturity. Maybe I am acting like a kid who just wants whatever it is now, but I've got this chance now and I don't want to wait."

"OK, but I have one last thing. I don't have condoms and you probably aren't on the pill. When was your last period and when is your next period."

"Genius! Ha!" she barked. "I'm so smart I'm dumb. Sex could mean pregnancy. Shit! Stupid!" She paused and thought a moment and then continued, "My next period starts in five days and the last ended about two and a half weeks ago. From what I've read I should be safe."

"Yeah," I agreed, "Human fertile time is eight to sixteen days after the start of the menstrual cycle. But the technical term in hospitals for woman who rely on the rhythm method of birth control is 'mother'. Are you sure you want to do this. Think before you answer. It's been long enough since you orgasmed that you should be thinking rationally."

Aislinn sat on the towel looking at me. I couldn't resist, I took a picture that could bear the title 'Nude Girl Making a Decision'. Then her manner changed. Have you ever saw anyone grin, roll their eyes and bite their lip at the same time? It usually means that the person has had a very naughty thought and is deciding whether to keep silent or let everyone know. At the camera snap Aislinn grinned, rolled her eyes and bit her lip. I took another picture, 'Imp With an Evil Thought'.

She didn't take long to say, "I saw a bunch of cameras and tripods in your equipment bag. If we continue the wildlife photo shoot you could do a mating habits set. I've browsed the internet and while girl on top usually is the method most stories recommend I've always thought doggy looked neat."

Oh, joy! Did I really want to give her photographic evidence of statutory rape? The idea itself was seductive. But I could end up doing hard time because of it. She saw my hesitation, got a worried look, then blinked a couple times and said, "Oops! I'm illegal no matter what. I'm sorry! I don't want to cause you problems. Yes, I want you to teach me about sex. We don't really need the pictures."

"You already know my name." I said. "Finding me wouldn't be that hard. Just the pictures I've already taken and transferred to your chip are enough to get me ten to twenty years behind bars. They can put me away for longer, but jail is jail. One year or life, it doesn't matter." I paused and sighed, "I've got four still cameras and two video cameras. There are large gigabyte chips on the stills and they have a auto snap feature. I'll have to check but I think I can get a one frame per second rate on all of them. Actually I could use them as video cameras, but I think I only get maybe fifteen to twenty minutes. The videos each have an hour of recording time."

"Larry," she earnestly said, "I promise that I'll be very careful with any of the pictures you take of me or of us. I really would like to have my first time filmed."

"OK, Let's get some other stuff out of the way." I asked, "Have you ever seen a teen or adult male naked?" And proceeded to take off my clothes.

"Ah, no I haven't" she answered as her eyes glued themselves to me.

I may be thirty-nine, but wildlife photography has keep me fit and lean. I don't have any middle aged spread as yet. I'm five eight and weigh about one forty-five. Brown hair, eyes and a fairly standard face. I've been called handsome by a number of ladies. As I had told Aislinn I'm no super stud. My cock is the average six inches and I was born during a time that circumcision was common. When I dropped my shorts I was hard.

Aislinn's eyes got big and she said, "I know that I'm designed to let a baby out, but that ... penis ... cock ... looks like it shouldn't fit. Can I touch it?"

"Yeah, but not too much." I said. "You can explore later. Right now I want to be ready to mount you."

She reached out and touched the head and I flexed the muscles in that area causing a bounce. She startled back and then grabbed the shaft. She gave one stroke and then let go, laying back on the towel. I followed her down and then tilted her head to me. I kissed her. Throughly. I didn't want her to lose her virginity before she had been kissed, so I did a good job.

After we broke apart Aislinn gushed, "Wow! Kissing's fun. It got me all tingly."

I then had Aislinn get on her hands and knees on the towel. I put a little piece of rigger tape where she had her hands and another between her knees. I knelt behind her to check angles for my entry. If I used a wide kneeling stance on the outside of her slightly spread legs it would work. Then I positioned the cameras, focusing on her. The one that would capture her facial expressions I aimed low so that I stood a chance of my face not being in frame. The rear camera I basically put on the ground to try to capture the action from between my legs. The other two were side shots from about her hips and angled forward. One of the video cameras would also go on a short tripod on her right side and I marked it's position. The other was on a tall tripod on the left aimed at where our junction should be.

When I was satisfied with the positioning I asked Aislinn to lay on her back and pull her knees up to her shoulders. I lightly spread her labia and was rewarded by seeing her intact hymen. I asked her if she thought she could spread her nether lips by herself in that position and she giggled a yes in reply. I had her put her legs down and together. I cautioned her to try to avoid the most common mistake that people engaged in sex on video make. Many clips have one or both of the participants glance at the camera at some point. She should try to totally ignore the cameras, although she could look at the one she was facing. I went around and triggered all the cameras.

I picked up the side video camera and started shooting. In my best nature show voice I said, "This is a thirteen year old human female who is horny and ready to breed. In a few moments we will see the male human that has been attracted to her approach. However, right now our young subject is going to ready herself, starting by caressing her breasts."

Aislinn followed my direction. I zoomed in on the hand she had on her breast and actually caught the nipple becoming a hard little nub. I zoomed out again and when I noticed her legs spread I continued my narration, "Notice how by manipulating her nipples the rest of her body reacts. Her legs have spread and her labia have started to distend. Now she is excited enough to begin to stroke her vulva."

Aislinn moved a hand down to her mound and started rubbing. "By caressing her labia and clitoris a heady aroma begins to waft through the air. Soon a male will catch the scent and join her. She aids this by pulling her legs back, opening herself as far as possible."

Again Aislinn followed direction. "To allow even more scent to be borne on the wind the young female reaches down and parts her nether lips. Oh! This is exciting!" I zoomed in on her pussy as she spread it wide. "Notice the intact hymen. Our young female is a virgin and is trying to attract a male for the first time."

I paused and zoomed out, moving around to where my mark for this camera was. "Oh, wait! An older aroused male is approaching. I had better be silent as I don't want to be mauled by him if I interrupt his mating." I put the camera down on it's mark and moved outside the ring of cameras to the foot of the towel.

I entered the photo area and gave a couple of exaggerated sniffs. When I got to the edge of the towel I dropped to my knees and sniffed again. Then I dived face first into her portal to heaven. She gave a startled "Oh!" and then as I licked and nipped at her she changed to the series of happy "Oh!" exclamations I had heard before. When I used my tongue to almost enter her she gasped and the "Oh!" series got faster. I moved up and concentrated on her pea sized clit which drove her over the edge. Her back arched and as her butt left the towel I grabbed her hips and spun her to her knees. I had her positioned right on the mark I had made for her knees.

I positioned myself at her channel and rubbed my shaft along her very wet lips. I wanted to be as lubricated as possible. I put my shaft head at her vagina, grabbed her hips and in one sudden stroke I sheathed myself to the hilt, destroying her hymen and filling her completely. Aislinn gave a yelp of pain, but moved to be even more in contact with me. I stopped to allow her to get used to this new feeling and for the pain to pass. It was mere moments later that her hips started moving and I knew that nature was taking over. I began that hip movement that is as old as time. Once I felt I didn't need to maintain my grip on her hips I reached in under us and began playing with her clit as I slammed into her. Even with the pain of losing her virginity she hadn't lost much of her arousal and as I pumped away her signature "Oh!" series began and got faster. This time when she climaxed she screamed her release.

I kept pumping and as I started feeling my impending orgasm I knew that she was climbing to her third climax of the mating. I held on, thinking of almost anything but the tight pussy I was fucking. That "Oh!" series had reached close to maximum speed when I felt the first tremors in her vagina. I shifted back to paying attention to what I was doing and as Aislinn went over the edge I came also. I roared my release and Aislinn screamed and went limp, literally falling off of my cock. The last of the follow on spurts splashed on her back. I stretched, growled and stood up. I then walked out of the photo area. Later I saw that the tall video camera had gotten a perfect shot of my blood streaked cock.

I got to the other video camera, picked it up and zoomed in to Aislinn's very satisfied face. "That was awesome. You saw it all. The pain, the pleasure. Nature at it's rawest." As I talked I moved to the foot of the towel. I had moved from her face, tracked across her cum spattered back and then zoomed all the way in to show her blood and cum oozing pussy, the cherry creme pie. "Yes, there's the proof. A well bred young human female. No longer a virgin."

Aislinn came back to Earth and rolled onto her back, feet splayed wide apart. When she first started to move I had zoomed out again. She was breathing in huge gulps of air as she sat up. Her hands came up and mauled her tits for a couple of moments. Then did a hard rub down to her pussy. She cupped and massaged it and then brought her hand, dripping cum, up to her face and licked it. Then she fell back onto the towel.

"Yes," I said, "I think you will agree with me that there is one satisfied human female." I turned off the camera and went around the circle shutting off the others. Then I joined Aislinn on the blood and cum stained towel. I held her to me and felt her relax.

"Oh, God!" she sighed. "That was amazing. When you drove into me the first time it hurt, but actually less than some scrapes I've gotten falling off of my bike. I never knew I was so empty inside until you filled me. When can we do that again?"

I checked my watch and said, "Well, its just about eleven. You should probably wade out and rinse off before going to get lunch. I'll be back here around two for round two, if you really want to do it again. No pictures though. Leave me your chip and I'll download everything."

Aislinn went to her clothes and got her chip, gave it to me and waded into the lake. She was cupping water and rinsing herself down. I saw that while she had laid down and got most of the cum on her back off there was still some residue. I waded out and let her know that I was getting her back before rinsing her. We went back to shore and I used the edge of the towel to dry us off. She said goodbye and left me there.

The first thing I did was gather all my equipment and go back to the lodge. I put the stuff in my room and then went down to the caf' for lunch. I saw Aislinn there with her parents. Both were redheads. Dad was a average looking guy. Aislinn took after her Mom in facial features and if the genes held she would be a tall, willowy woman, built for speed. She would never have real big tits. Mom was probably a small B-cup. Aislinn and I ignored each other.

When I went back up to my room I worked the next two and a half hours. I downloaded all the photos and videos onto my half terabyte external hard drive. Then I went through the four still camera shots creating a slide show of Aislinn's deflowering. I organized a directory with seven subdirectories. At the root I put all the nonsexual photos, both nude and not. Then I put my slide show in one subdirectory and each of the still cameras and the two videos into separate subdirectories. I checked Aislinn's chip and if I erased all the photos I had transferred earlier I could get everything onto it but the videos. I did that and then burned the videos onto a CD. It was just after two when I finished. I took my laptop and my tripod with my best camera and a blank chip for it and hurried toward the eagle nest spot.

I spotted Aislinn before she saw me. She was dressed like she had been and was sitting under that memorable pine tree, hugging her knees and rocking. When she spotted me she jumped up, ran to me and slammed into a hug.

"I thought you weren't coming!" she wailed. "It was two o'clock and you weren't here."

"It took longer to take care of the photos than I thought it would." I replied as I spread out a different beach towel. "Let's sit here, you in my lap, and watch this nature show I found."

She giggled and kicked off her sandals. We set up the laptop, sat down and I started up two programs. One would have the video and the other the slide show. I started them up. Aislinn was amused by the commentary. As we watched I ran my hands under her t-shirt onto her breasts. I stayed there massaging her nipples until after the proof of virginity shot. She was breathing heavier and I ran my hand down and found that her shorts were tight enough to prevent easy access. Since the button was right there this had an easy solution. Getting the button undone allowed freer access to her mound and my hand got there about the time we watched me dive onto her pussy.

"Oh, that was exciting." Aislinn said. "I didn't know what you intended and when you stated licking me I nearly lost my mind. I know that when you made me cum there was nothing in the world ... the universe ... except pleasure."

While still caressing her pussy I said, "That's another measure of finding a good man. If he won't eat you out he probably isn't worth keeping. Especially if he insisted on a blow job and won't return the favor."

"Am I going to learn about blow jobs?" she asked.

"Probably," I replied. "Now watch close, the action is about to go critical."

While I continued to massage we watched as she orgasmed. She was amazed at my strength when I flipped her onto her knees. She had looked back over her shoulder as I lubricated my shaft and there was a several magnificent shots of her reaction to losing her virginity. The grimace of pain, the look of ecstasy and lust. Absolutely beautiful. As we watched me pound into her on screen her breathing here and now got raggeder. We watched her first screaming orgasm and the as she ascended toward our final climax she started echoing the "Oh!" sounds from the laptop. The girl on the screen came first, but watching that triggered an echo in my arms.

She spun and was kissing me. While the kiss went on there were short pauses while shirts, shorts, and underpants disappeared. As our passion grew I lay her back on the towel and got her legs on my shoulders. As I entered her she gave a moan of delight and bucked her hips up to meet my descending thrust. Our pubic hair meshed. I started alternating short and long strokes. Aislinn went into her "Oh!" litany.

I had watched and photographed her first orgasm when she masturbated. I had photos of Aislinn cumming during our wildlife session. The first I missed because my head was buried in her valley and for the other two I wasn't at the right angle to catch her expression. The video had shown her face while I was eating her, but the cameras had the same problem as I had, except for the front one. This afternoon she was facing away from me when I brought her off. Now I got to watch up close and personal as she went over the top. Aislinn's face was the perfect picture of la petit mort, The great thing, from a guy's standpoint, was that she came again within minutes ... and again ... and again. It makes a guy feel like superman when a woman goes into a chain orgasm. I finally came during her fifth or sixth climax.

I rolled off of her and hugged her to me. I held her in my left arm while caressing her hair, shoulders and back. It took several minutes before she could manage anything more then weak kitten moans.

Aislinn's first semi-coherent words were, "Oh my God! You've ruined me. I'll never find anyone that can bring me that much pleasure ever again. I'll look and look ... a never ending quest..."

I stopped her babble with a kiss.

When we stopped I gently counciled, "Of course you'll find happiness, Aislinn. I've given you clues of what to look for in a guy. I've shown you that a guy doesn't have to be hung like a bull to give a woman pleasure."

"Where will I find a guy like you." she whined. "Kids in school are just that ... kids."

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