1. The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn


    Date: 4/29/2016, Categories: Fiction Bi-sexual Black, Bondage and restriction Consensual Sex Domination/submission Exhibitionism Female Domination, Female/Female Group Sex Hardcore Incest Job/Place-of-work Latina, Older Male / Female, Threesome Toys, Voyeurism Author: tw_holt, Source: sexstories.com

    ... that evening, Fernanda was helping herself to the catered buffet dinner on a section of South Beach where several photo shoots were occurring. She was overseeing all of it. “So from New York, yes?” Fernanda asked one of the models, a new girl, mid-20s, who moved from there recently. “Good, good. We are glad to have you, Dolores” Fernanda said, moving down the dinner line. “I think this ‘Lovely Latinas’ special will be a success.” “Please, call me Dolly,” she smiled, piling up some fruit on her plate. “And yes, I’m very excited to shoot with Elite Magazine.” The two women sat at a nearby table, chatting more about their background. Fernanda noticed Dolly, of Venezuelan decent, had a perfect body the demographic of Elite Magazine would love – curvy, ample backside, nice sized breasts. An hour later, the sun starting to set, Fernanda was behind a tent, making out with a model. He was doing a shoot for the first time with Elite Magazine as well. It was for their fitness section. “Fer-Fernanda, I have – ” he managed to get out. “Just let me take care of you real quick,” She said, running her hand up and down his bulge. “I can’t. I have to go,” he said, moaning at her kisses. “Ah shit.” “Feel good?” She asked, squeezing his erection. “Yeah, but I gotta go!” “I won’t take me long to make you cum.” “You’re the boss lady. If a shot gets ruined due to lack of light, that wouldn’t look good,” he said. “Fine! Go,” she rolled her eyes. “Ulysses,” she called out to him. “It’s been a few ...
    ... months.” “I know. We’ll meet up later tonight. Deal?” Ulysses asked. “I look forward to it,” She grinned. Fernanda stepped out from behind the tent, making her way to the other photo shoot that was going on at the same time. She smiled, watching Dolly turn around, wearing a hot pink thong bikini, sticking her butt out. Rodney, the model Dolly was shooting with, crouched next to her, his hands reaching around her hips, going to her ass. Flashes went off from the cameras; Rodney pulled Dolly’s ass cheeks apart. If she wasn’t wearing a thong, her puckered asshole would be on display. More flashes, Rodney not smiling. Fernanda got an idea. Chapter 3 After some paper work, meeting with a few photographers and editors, Fernanda caught up to the newest model for Elite Magazine – one of the many publications Bob’s company produced. Dolly, a beach towel wrapped around her body, was chatting and thanking a photographer after the session. “Dolly, may I have a word?” Fernanda asked. “Yes ma’am,” Dolly smiled, making her way to the newly promoted senior manager, Fernanda. “Please, do not call me ma’am! I’m only, what, 10 years older than you?” Fernanda joked. “I’m 27, so maybe?” “Ah. Nine years then. Anyway, how was your first shoot today?” “It was great! The photographers were so nice.” “Good. That’s what I like to hear. How was the model you worked with?” Fernanda asked. “Rodney?” Dolly shrugged. “He seemed nice, I guess.” Fernanda knew Rodney all too well. He wasn’t the most friendliest ...
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