1. Julie's Stud


    Date: 6/4/2024, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: maxinexx 

    Julie trusts him, likes him a lot, but doesn’t love him. He is always gentle, caring, and considerate with her. Above all else, she trusts his cock inside her when they’re fucking for the camera. After they finish fucking, she always thanks him, kisses his sweating forehead, then thanks her female photographer, Mel. Julie insists on having a female behind the lens for all of her raunchiest shoots.

Mel blushes, smiles, and says, ‘You’re welcome, Julie. You were perfect, lovely as ever, great!’

Her stud’s dripping, thick sweat, ‘Are you sure you won’t us for lunch? The game is very good.’

Julie disentangles herself from her stud and swings her slender legs off the bed. The sheet is wet, dirty, soiled. She’ll have to put a wash on after they leave. He’s right. The game, particularly the wild venison, at the exclusive appointment-only converted stables in the meadow, is excellent, a gastronomic opportunity, too good to be missed. Added to which, the restaurant is only open when there is an R in the month, as is the case today. She hears the antique clock in the hall strike eleven, standing suddenly, painfully aware that she has yet another stud to fuck. Julie gracefully declines.

‘Thanks, stud, Mel. I can’t this time. I’m fucking someone. Someone intimately closer to my cunt.’

Mel, a stunning redhead of apparently unstained purity, feels for her glasses in her hair, casts her big brown eyes side to side gasping fake intrigue, ‘Closer to your cunt? How fucking ...
    ... perverted!’

‘Be patient, Mel, you’ll meet him here in all his naked glory later, ready and waiting to fuck you.’

The stud pulls on his jockey shorts, studying the gorgeous woman he just fucked, he likes to think, fucked for love. He feels blessed fucking a beautiful woman like her, a class model at the peak of her profession, if you can call fucking for the camera professional. Julie has a face that breaks men’s hearts. She breaks his heart if he’s honest: the prettiest tangled, shaggy, mess of auburn-ginger hair caressing her narrow shoulders, haunting grey eyes, her surprised look, her wide pink labial lips, puckered, kissable lips, freckles, dozens of them, smattered over her feint-tanned chest. Spreading as far as her cute, round, pert little puppies, as he calls them, her greatest natural assets.

For the shoot, he undressed her, disrobed her, teasing her body in front of the window. Her pallid skin caught the warm spring sunshine as he tugged her red t-shirt off over her head. He ripped off her skinny jeans revealing her bespoke creation: orange rose lingerie made to match her gorgeous, freckled skin, her sublime tumbling hair. She let him hold her, let him press his hard ebony cock against her, letting him kiss her invasively, until she was ready. Julie revealed her most intimate charms to Mel’s prying lens, tearing off her stud’sCalvin Klein pants, then she climbed on top of him and mounted him.

Mel screws up her face in concentration, rolls her eyes, playing ...
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