Sinsational Susan

The company was putting together a Who’s Who book of employees and wanted everyone to submit a recent picture.  I went through the pictures I had from bbq’s family events and random pictures I had not only on the computer but in an old shoe box.  I couldn’t find anything that fit for a business publication  and when thinking about it realized I never had my picture professionally done.

I decided to peruse the phone book for professional photographers and called a few to get some prices.  I spoke with one man who sounded like he was in his fifties (I am 50),  we had a good rapport and decided to set up a time to do a shoot.  We decided  he would come to my house Friday at 1pm, I had already put in for the day off, I had vacation time I had to use up.

I woke up at my  usual 6:30am on Friday, lounged on the sofa with a steaming cup of coffee, channel surfing, anxious to be “professionally” photographed.  I wanted to look my best,  I hadn’t decided what to wear so I went to my closet to pick the perfect outfit.  After an hour of trying on this blouse and skirt and that sweater and slacks, I giggled to myself this would be much easier if I posed nude.  I finally chose a red satin blouse with black skirt and black thigh high stockings.  The red blouse worked well with my long blonde hair, and I thought it made me look sexy, yet all business.

The remainder of the morning included a nice soaking bubble bath, styling my hair and perfecting my makeup.  At 12:45 Steve (the photographer) arrived.  He had alot of equipment, a light with stand and an umbrella looking thing to get the lighting perfect.  He scanned the living room looking for the right spot for me to sit or stand.  I was very excited, and feeling very self important.  I was also feeling very sexy, the house was cool and the satin on my body felt so smooth.  We engaged in some small talk, I offered him a beverage.  He finished setting up his equipment and thought I would be best if seated on my sofa.  For about the next half hour he had me posing different ways while shooting a ton of pictures.  He knew the portrait I needed was for my job, but in our talking and my telling him I had a portrait done, he asked if  I would like one or two for my home.  I loved the idea and we continued on with a few more relaxed shots.  Having this attention was getting me wet.  I had alot of dirty thoughts going through my mind and I wanted to have some fun.

Steve was ruggedly handsome.  Thick salt and pepper hair, mustache, about 6 feet tall and I could see he worked out.  I decided to nonchalantly ask Steve if he did or if he knew anyone who did erotic photos.  He smiled and said he had “done a few” in his “day”.  He asked if I was interested in having some done and I said I was.  He said he had some time after our appointment and asked if I would like to try some out after we were finished with the “business” shots.  I said definitely.  He had to notice my excitement, I could feel my nipples protruding.  We did a couple of more shots and he said he thought he had enough shots of me to choose from.  He then asked what kind of pictures I was thinking about doing.  I laughed, the list was long.

I wanted a few topless, a few playing with my tits, some of my pussy and so on.  Although I am 50, I have a nice set of tits.  I am a 36 double D, and although they are not as “perky” as they used to be, they still held there own.  So he suggested I take off my bra and we’d get a few with my nipples poking through.  Well the satin fabric gliding over my nipples only served to make them harder and my pussy wetter.  Steve then had me open my blouse and have it fall off one shoulder.  After a few clips of the camera, Steve said my nipples could be harder, I thought he was crazy, they were pretty fucking hard.  Steve grabbed an ice cube from his glass of water and told me to rub it on my nipple.  The cold ice felt like needles on my nipple, but yet felt so good, my nipples were hot and melting the ice, and droplets of water were dripping down my tit.  He was very close to me clicking away, capturing my movements, and my nipple was actually getting harder.

I told Steve I was really enjoying this, and I must be an exhibitionist at heart.  I asked if he would photograph my pussy.  He was all for it.  He suggested to get the best shots I should be lying down.  I suggested we go up to my bedroom, and we did.  My pussy was on fire, I was hoping to “maintain” my composure while he was shooting.  I was about to unzip my skirt when Steve said, why don’t you just hike up your skirt, take off your panties and hose  and spread your legs first.  Well I wasn’t wearing any panties and agreed.  So I lifted my skirt, the thigh high stockings remained.  Steve snapped a couple of pictures of my clean shaven pussy and said ok, go ahead and take off your skirt.  I removed it and laid on the bed.  I put my ankles together and let my knees fall apart.  Steve commented on how shiny I looked.  I was a  little embarrassed that he knew I was getting turned on but went with it.  The camera was clicking away and he told me to take my fingers and spread my pussy lips.  His head & camera at this point were between my knees.  I took my hands and with each spread my pussy lips.  I had to touch my clit to feel if it was hard and poking out of it’s hood and it was.  When I touched it, it was like lightning had struck it.  I just wanted to keep rubbing it.  Steve said mmmmm, nice, you have a beautiful pussy.  All along clicking away, I said Steve, I have to apologize, this is turning me on more than I had imagined and I really need to get off.  He stood up, and I noticed a tent in his pants (he was turned on as much as I was).  He said, please, go ahead, I would love to photograph you  masturbating.   I didn’t say a word but went straight to work, I was so lubricated because i was so turned on I slid my middle finger of my right hand across my clit and started rubbing it, faster and slower, harder and softer, hearing the clicks of the camera was so exciting, I started to feel my pussy twitch, my back was starting to arch and my thighs were moving close together,  I was very close to cumming.  Steve took one hand and tried to keep my legs open while clicking away with the other, he wanted to get close ups.  He was talking to me as I was playing with my pussy.  He kept saying come on baby, you’re doing great, rub that juicy cunt, you’re so fucking hot, come for me baby.  I am rubbing faster and faster, and reach the point of no return.  Steve saw it and brought the camera in closer, the camera lens couldn’t have been more than 2 inches from my pussy, my legs locked around his head, but he never stopped clicking.  I heard him say oh yea baby that’s it, your so fucking hot as I was exploding.  I came so hard I got cum on his lens.  He kept shooting though.  My legs fell apart, and he moved back and put the camera down.  He stood over me, I couldn’t move.  He said “you did great baby – now it’s my turn”  He unbuckled his pants and unzipped them.  He let them fall to the floor and slid his briefs down exposing a sweet hard cock.  It was 6 inches, give or take.  The shaft of his cock was thin, but the head was amazing.  He had a huge mushroom head, that looked like it didn’t belong on that cock.  But it worked.  He grabbed his cock and started pumping.

Nothing turns me on more than a man jerking off, there is something so sexy about a man with his cock in his hand.  He was right handed and jerked off with his right hand.  He took his right thumb and rubbed it along the slit, he was oozing precum and rubbed it around that massive mushroom head.  As I watched him working his tool, he said to me ‘Sue, you did this to me”.  I must have been drooling, because he then said “you like this baby”, I nodded, He said “you like watching”  again, I nodded.

Without even realizing it, I was playing with my pussy as he jerked off over me, he smiled, and asked me if it felt good, I moaned and said god yes.  He said he thought I needed something in my cunt too, I thought he was going to fuck me, but with cock still in hand, he took his left hand and spread my pussy lips with his fingers and inserted his middle finger in my pussy, but only half way.  He started flicking his finger inside of me.  He asked if I liked it, and I did, he went in deeper, and said damn Sue, you’re soaked, he started fucking me with his finger, and then slid in another, I was rubbing and tugging at my clit and he was fingering me hard while really jerking off with fury.  He pulled out his fingers just as I began to cum again, I came harder and stronger than the time before.  I hadn’t even noticed that he had taken aim with his cock and as I was cumming I was getting showered with log hot ribbons of his cum, on my tits and even hitting my chin.    I don’t know how he manged this, but he switched hands and had been shooting as he came.  He continued to click away as he leaned in and took the head of his still semi hard cock and rubbed his cum all over my tits.    I managed to lean up on my elbows and said, let me taste, which he did, he brought his cock up to my mouth and I licked it clean.  - Also caught on film.

I have had several friends who I have told time and time again, don’t mess with a coworker or boss.  But as the old saying goes, do as I say and not as I do.

I was traveling for work, our convention found us in “Sin” city.  We were in conferences all day and it was finally time to relax and have a couple of drinks at the bar.

We had worked together for a little over three years, Jack was my boss.  I had always felt some sexual tension between us, but was never sure if it was real or my wishful thinking.  He was slender about five foot eleven, a goatee (my weakness) and had incredible sense of humor, he always made me laugh and smile, even if I had messed up, he never yelled, just explained how I could have done better.

We had come to the convention as a group and there were other groups from all over the country that had come to participate.  The company arranged our accommodations and we all had roommates, bosses included.  After our welcome dinner we were free to explore the casinos and have time on our own.  Some people went to shows, others to the gaming tables and others to the slots.  I opted for a relaxing drink at the bar.  Jack was already there, chatting with another of his peers – Tom, going over their presentation in the morning.  Jack saw me and invited me to join them.  We all made small talk, catching up on who is new, who left, and what’s happening in different areas of the country.  After about an hour Tom excused himself saying he had to go check emails, and call it a night.  Leaving Jack and myself on our own.  The small talk continued and then it happened.  Jack leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs, he left knee resting against my thigh, very innocently.  I felt electricity, again, I wasn’t sure if it was real or my wishful thinking.  I felt my heart start to race,  Jack was talking but I definitely wasn’t comprehending a word he said.  My mind kept wondering if his graze against my thigh, all be it subtle was intentional.  I snapped out of it and was able to engage our conversation again when he leaned forward and his left hand slid from his knee to my thigh. His eyes changed, I felt them piercing into mine and seeing deeper into me.  As he looked deeper in to my eyes he said “Are we good?”  With a small smile I looked back into his eyes, rested my hand on top of his, and barely uttered “very”.  He smiled and said “it looks like we are on the same page”.  I giggled and slid my fingers between his and nodded.

My heart was racing,  I couldn’t think.  He then proceeded to tell me his roommate was called away back home and he had his room all to himself.   Then asked if I was interested.  I said definitely.  He smiled and said 411 in fifteen minutes.  Left money for his tab and left.  My head is spinning, I look at my cell phone to check the time and try and figure out when to move from my spot to get to his door in fifteen minutes.

I check my hair and makeup in the mirror of the elevator, I can feel my insides trembling, when I hear the ding – I have arrived at the fourth floor.  The doors of the elevator open and in front of me is a long hall.  The lighting is dim and the corridor seems to go on forever.  I take a deep breath and exit the elevator, hoping 411 is closer to the elevator than the end of the hall.  Of course it isn’t and the walk seems to never end.  What is he going to say or do when he opens the door?  What am I going to do, I have wanted this man for so long and I am finally getting my wish.  I have to admit, I was hoping he hadn’t changed into a robe, or answer the door naked, I really wanted to unwrap him like a Christmas present.  Visions are flashing through my head and I finally arrive at the door.  I gently knock and the door opens.  He invites me in and the door closes behind me.  He looks so good, wearing a powder blue Izod polo shirt and beige dockers.  He doesn’t say a word, just smiles.  I walk toward him, our eyes glued to each other.  My heart is pounding, anticipating the touch of his lips, I lean into him, his head tilts slightly and our lips meet, very gently, I can feel the hairs of his mustache tickling my top lip, his left hand glides along my cheek and his lips slightly part.  I follow suit and spread my lips.  Slowly his tongue begins to penetrate my mouth, sliding past my lips and touching just the tip of my tongue.  I can feel a burning between my legs, my pussy in getting wet.  My breath deepens, and I can feel my body just melting into him.  His right hand around my waist pulling me to him, I can feel his cock, it is pushing into my stomach, I can feel it is so hard.  I just want to drop to my knees and rip his pants off and suck his cock like it’s a tootsie pop, but I don’t.  I want to savor every moment, every feeling, every touch.  Our kiss deepens, becomes more passionate, more animalisitic we are both on fire.  We haven’t moved from the foyer of his room, we haven’t come up for air from our kiss, it is one long kiss, our heads moving in unison, his right hand on my ass, grabbing it, my arms around him, my nails digging into his back.  I can feel his heart racing.

His lips part mine, he leans back slightly and takes a deep breath.  I can feel the cool air come between us, our bodies so hot, aching for each other.  He starts to unbutton my blouse, a mauve  oxford type shirt.  I watch him, as he slowly takes one button at a time, until my blouse is open, exposing my nude color bra.  He looks up into my eyes and takes my hand and walks me to the bed.  I sit at the edge of the bed, and he kneels in front of me, sliding my blouse off my shoulders, it drops to the bed, his fingers slide under my bra straps and he pulls them down to my upper arms.  I watch his face, he looks up at me with an impish grin and I feel his hands reach behind me and unhook my bra.  He reaches between the cups of my bra and pulls it down.  My breasts are a full “D” cup, my nipples are hard, dark pink and fully erect.  His touch was so soft, so gentle as he worked his way up to my nipples, he was cupping each breast, his hands were warm, and strong, but so gentle.  He took my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and tweaked them, rolled them between his fingers, I didn’t even realize a soft moan had slipped through my lips.  He looked up at me and smiled.  I could feel the electricity running through my shoulder blades and down my arms, it felt like we were moving in slow motion.

I leaned back on the bed, lying flat.  Jack moved up, kissing my stomach, licking his way up, kissing between my tits, then moving to the left one.  I knew what was coming next – his mouth on my nipple, sucking it, flicking it with his tongue, his warm breath on it – oh the anticipation.  His mouth arrived, right on target, it felt so good, I ran my fingers through his hair, which seemed to turn him on more, his actions became more forceful, his suck was strong, pulling my nipple to a larger harder state.  His left hand was working my right tit, twisting that nipple.  I could feel his cock pressing against my stomach.  I pushed against it, it a rhythmic motion.  He looked up at me, mouth still attached to my tit,  he could see the need, the hunger in my eyes.  He released his attachment to my tit, and moved up and kissed me deeply.

I rolled him off of me, and rolled on top of him, straddling him, riding him, my tits bouncing.  He was caressing them as i bounced on his cock.  I stopped.  I smiled, then opened his belt, and then pants.  It was time to unleash his throbbing cock, I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed to feel it in my mouth, I needed to taste him.  Once his pants were undone, he lifted his ass so I could pull them off him.  His cock sprang, it was about 7 inches and very thick, just as I imagined.

Jack had slid back on the bed so he could sit up, which was perfect, I wanted him to watch me.  His legs spread, I knelled between them.  My mouth was watering.  I started off by licking the inside of his thighs, slowly, long strokes, looking up at him, looking at his cock which was twitching.  At the tip of his cock was just the slightest drop of precum, oh I wanted it, but all in due time.
As I was licking I was also gently nibbling, letting him feel my teeth, grazing his thighs with them.  I moved from one thigh to the other, licking, teasing, nibbling.   That drop of precum was becoming a beautiful stream of clear silky juice, and I was going to get every drop.  I am approaching his sack.  His balls were a nice size and hung low in the sack.  I kissed them gently, you have to be very gentle with balls.  I took my hand and lifted them.  There is a sweet spot that I must attend to first.  You know that bulge under the balls between them and his ass.  I needed to suck on it, it is so sensitive, so perfect.  I opened wide and sucked it, while sucking it, I teased it with my tongue.  It was driving Jack crazy, I felt his hands on the back of my head, his fingers entwined in my hair, he was pulling me closer, harder, he couldn’t get enough.  I released my grip and started to give attention to his balls, licking one at a time, and then taking them into my mouth.  Jack was leaning forward, I could feel him trembling.  It was time, time to lick the cream of that beautiful cock.  I started at the base, sliding my tongue up his shaft, my tongue met the sweet stream of precum, mmmm it tasted so good, salty and warm.  I finally get to the head, and can finally suck him off.  The head of his cock passed through my lips, and deep into my mouth, Jack was rocking, fucking my mouth, and fucking it hard, just the way I like it.  His hand still holding my head tight as he pumped my mouth.  I was sucking it hard and deep.  I rolled myself over so he could kneel over me and get deeper into my mouth.  I was so frigging wet, and he was so frigging hard.  I stopped sucking and opened my mouth wide so he could see his cock sliding past my tongue and going into the back of my throat.  I don’t think there is anything sexier then a visual.  Well all of a sudden he stopped, I think it was to much for him too.  He backed up and undid my tight jeans, I thought that was it, I thought he was going to pull them off me and stuff me full of his cock and fuck the shit out of me, but he didn’t.  The pants came off and his head went right to my  drenched pussy.  His mouth grabbed my clit and sucked it hard.  I was moaning, bucking him, I was in a state of euphoria and all of a sudden, he rammed 2 fingers in my pussy, hard and deep, I couldn’t hold back, I can’t describe how I looked, because I started to cum, hard and loud.  It was so intense, so powerful, soooo good.  Jack wasn’t letting up he worked my pussy like a magician, lapping up my cum, fingering me, then going back to my clit.  My orgasm didn’t subside for a few minutes, he sucked my clit and pulled off of it, I think I heard a pop.  He moved right up to my face, his face was soaked with my cum.  He took his tongue and forced it into my mouth.  Our kiss was so deep that both of our faces were covered in my cum.  I spread my legs and begged him to fuck me.  My pussy was so tight and his cock so wide, he slipped it right in, no help, no guidance.  He kissed me again.  Jack slid it in slowly, I lifted my knees so he could penetrate me deeper, he took my cue and went deeper.  The thickness of his cock started to loosen my pussy, we moved in rhythm.  I could feel his balls slapping me.  He was picking up the pace, and I could swear I could feel the head of his cock expand inside me.  Then he started to slow down,  I didn’t feel his balls anymore, I knew they had tightened and knew he was close.  Every inch of my body was on fire,  my pussy was tightening and  with each thrust of his cock sliding in and out brought me closer to cumming, and his slow thrusts were driving me crazy, I needed to cum so bad, then all of a sudden I felt it, a spurt of hot cum shoot deep inside me, then another and that was it for me, my pussy exploded I came so fucking hard, drowning his cock, our juices mixing together.  I think a minute or two passed before I regained any composure, we were both spent.  Jack and I were both limp but stayed as one deeply kissing.  It was better than I could have ever imagined.