I have been posing for photos and videos for years. Fashion, erotica, private portfolios – I’ve done it all. Alone, with men, or women, loving all sexy creatures of different color and size. My wonderful assets of thirty-four DD breasts and fit legs had gained me attention. Attention I craved as a trans-exhibitionist and queen lover. In my patch of Northern England there were many options for discreet photography; much of it quite amateur. My girl is a proper professional.
Lizzy is thirty-eight, long black hair, and deep brown eyes. She has a typical Brit Bird attitude and voice, and I love her to death. She has marvelous thirty-four D breasts and an ass that can go on for days. She had a lovely, shaved pussy I have seen in pics but had yet to sample.
It was a lovely Thursday afternoon when I arrived at her walk up. Her studio was attached to her flat and had sweet amenities. A woman’s touch is always noticeable, as she featured soft and sexy furniture needed for sessions both boudoir and boo-tee. I was especially randy today as an online session with a bloke in the States left me needy and unsatisfied. He was hot enough in his chat, but the time difference spoiled our fun.
Lizzy looked scrumptious in tight yoga pants and a blouse she had tied off under her bust. She had on trainers so as to move well, and sported a messy bun. Her make up was light and she sparkled when she smiled.
“Hello, Luv. How goes the queen today?” We air kissed and hugged.
I sighed dramatically setting down my garment bag and purse. “Wretched, darling. I am in a state and unsure whether I can be my best.” I paused then we both laughed knowing that when the lights were on, and the camera was snapping, no one got hotter than me.
“Ana, you are the most! Let’s get to it. We should have all the time we need as the lump is out of town for the next few days.” The lump was Ced, her current boyfriend. He was actually a nice enough bloke; she just liked to bitch and cackle for fun. She was also quite faithful, remarkably, as I am sure he was not. His eying my assets with ill intent gave that away. Knowing he was out made my nipples pop and my balls tingle. Maybe today would be the day.
In a short bit I was resplendent in a red and black lingerie set complete with belt and suspenders. A floor length black silk number with my black shiny boots completed the ensemble, my assets spilling out over the bustline. I posed on, in and behind a small chaise. Lizzy was smashing as she took me through some recommended looks. At one point, my hair spread out over a pillow, I was sitting with one leg up over the back and the other stretched out.
“Mmm, posing makes my horny!”
Lizzy laughed, and then touched her neck as if to say, ‘you’re not alone, luv.’
I decided to go for it and seductively slid my dress up to my waist. My magnus was soon hard and dripping. I began to run my manicured nails up my thigh and across my silk knickers. Lizzy actually paused and caught her breath.
My sweet inches were poking over the fence. I was seductively stroking, and she was clicking away. I was giving my best “look but do not touch” face when I noticed she was closer than usual and had slowed down in her clicks. In fact, she stopped altogether and was now looking directly rather than through the lens.
“Alright Liz?” I queried knowing full well she was not. She was breathing a bit harder, and her finger was lightly running up and down the edge of her open blouse. I now saw that more tit was out than before. Oh dear, the poor pet has T-fever! We had actually talked quite bluntly on the subject and agreed it was best to keep things professional for the sake of her bf. But he wasn’t here…
She was now within a foot and her hand was reaching out as if to catch a butterfly. She was within an inch of my lady wood when I cleared my throat. She pulled back as if burned. Her face went scarlet, and she stood, looking away and breathing rapidly.
“Oh Bugger. I am so sorry! I don’t know what came over me! I mean I do; I’m just so baffled as to – Oh Queen, I am so… confused.”
I smiled, having been through this dozens of times, though usually with men. Most often it took one touch to have them make a decision. Most often it led to full on fuckery (if he was hot enough. A girl has her standards.) I stood and took her hand and guided it to my pulser. She gripped and sighed; her eyes closed in ecstatic bliss. Then confusion returned and she stroked once and released me.
I took her chin in hand and nudged her toward my face. My shiny red slips curled in a smile, and I whispered, “It’s alright luv. My philosophy is if you want something, take it.” To illustrate, I leaned up and kissed her full on. Her surprise gave way to passion in only a few seconds. Our tongues were soon slapping into each other like agitated snakes. Lizzy was now on her knees between my legs. Her hands were tentatively holding my hips. I pushed my thighs together as if to encourage her to delve deeper. She fell into my spell and soon her stomach was grinding on my nine inches of lust-filled lumber.
Just as fast as she had started, she pulled off with a gasp and a shock. “Oh Gawd, Ana! What the bloody hell am I doing?” She made to stand and my thick thighs held her in place.
“You are turning me on. And you are wanting a proper fuck.” I took her by the shoulder and pulled her slightly down until her mouth was at my cleavage. She gave little resistance and soon was breathing heavily onto my mounds. “Tuck in, pet.”
Lizzy sighed and her lips and tongue made contact with my left tit. I swooned, moaned and grabbed her head to push her in tighter. She was like a child in a sweet shoppe, licking, biting and sucking. I giggled at her enthusiasm. She uncovered then latched onto my left nipple, sucking like it was ambrosia. She came up for air and a few kisses. I pulled her top up and off and tossed it. Her luscious melons were positively pink with arousal, and I groped them to welcoming moans. She sat up and reached around to unhook. That gave me the opportunity to reach back myself and unzip. Lizzy sensed the moment and stood, her big-cupped bra falling away to reveal her tan lines and tan nipples. They had rosy-pink tips and were reaching out for stimulation.
Being fired up I stood myself and let the gown come loose but not fall to the floor. I caught it, stepped out and carefully lay it on the settee. Lizzy laughed as she knew how much it cost me. She has seen me in lingerie dozens of times, but never with a full on stiffy. She stared at it, now two inches out of the waistband. I saw her gulp and knew what she wanted, what we both wanted.
“I’m up here, Darling,” I joked. She bashfully sent her eyes up only to see my own big beautifuls bounce into view.
“Holy fuuuu…” Lizzy moaned.
“Let’s hope so,” I countered and held out my hands. She hesitated then took them and allowed me to lead her into the bedroom. Once in, I sat her down. “Take off the thong, luv. I want to see that kitty purr.”
Lizzy lifted her hips and sexily slid off her thong and tossed it to the side. She spread her legs wide and used her forefinger to slide up and down her wet folds. I groaned and smiled, then licked my lips. It was very diva, but I loved it. “Someone is a needy little thing,” I growled. I grabbed my own panties and slid them down. My nine inches bounced into view, giving notice. She grabbed it with both hands and began to stroke as I tossed my panties on top of hers. We were going to have so much fun.
“Taste my love, my love.” I took her head in one hand, yet she needed little prodding. I sighed and mewed as I watched this lovely creature, my dear friend and confidant, take my impressive beast into her beauty of a mouth hole. Lizzy was no slouch and was soon wetly slurping up and down, her hands twisting as she took more in with each descent. I took her brown hair in my hands and held it out like reins on a horse’s bridle. She winced a bit at the tug but was keen on not stopping.
“Ooo baby, take my cock. Love that big she-cock, you little tart. Get my cum!”
“That’s the goal. I am your cock-sucking servant. Aren’t I?”
Right, she was. She was really good, and after a bit let her left hand slide down to her honey pot dripping with sticky goodness. I wanted a taste, but I needed to be inside it rather than have it for tea. I pushed her back and she pulled off with a half-lidded eye expression of pure lust. I pushed her shoulders, and she flopped back onto her and Ced’s bed. Lizzy grabbed behind her knees and opened up further, allowing for her pussy to be displayed more wantonly. I wanted to fuck it but it called for another tack.
I bent down and open-mouth sucked the entire vulva into my mouth. She yelped at the aggression and pushed her hips up for more pressure. I went wild, sucking licking and even biting. She thrashed about, nearing a colossal cum. I let her go and soon she was stiff and pushing as if wanting her cunt to eat my face. I loved it.
She flopped back down breathing like she had just done the hundred meters. I pulled up her left labia in my mouth and let it out of my lips. She yelped again.
“Ouch! Ana! Not so—” She never finished as my cock was in her within two seconds. She was hot, and clutching, and needy and filthy. It was glorious. I pulled out right away eliciting a gasp and an arched back. “oooOOO yesss! I have dreamed of – oh fuck, oh fuck!”
I took the lead and slapped her thighs to get them to open more. As if automatic, she obliged and even put her arms out to the side as if in surrender. My plunges were deep and full, my cock’s natural curve hitting every secret spot she had from Gee to Zed. She was a moaning and tossing mess of a fuck and it was glorious to behold.
“Yes, my luv! Fuck me back!” She was bucking up into me, wanting even more of me than I could get in. I was a blur of power putting all of my hours in the gym through their paces. Lizzy’s heels were hitting my arse as if to spur me on. She need not. I was in a zone, the Ana fuck zone few have seen and even fewer have survived.
I was nearing explosion and was wanting to deposit all of my lady seed inside this super-cunt. I was perspiring a bit, well sweating really, and was panting with vigorous heaves of my body. And I stopped.
Lizzy was frozen waiting for a load that did not arrive. She looked up in confusion, and I slowly, almost painfully, pulled out of her. It took all of my self-control.
“Whah- what’s wrong?” She panted.
“Nothing.” I said almost coldly. I was loving the dominant tone I had taken. I was such a dramatic. I grabbed her hips and with ease flipped her over. She screamed in surprise but soon knew my intent. On all knees and shoulders, she spread her legs using her hands to open her pussy. But I had a different target.
I spit out a long drip and it ran down her crack. She moaned at the debauchery of the act. I swirled my spit into her star with a long nail and she pulled forward and cried out. I grabbed her hips and held fast. My head was pushing into her bum hole, and she was frozen in shock, her animal lust boiling under the surface. With a mighty thrust, my pussy painted prick pushed in.
Her cunt had been a dream, this was a fantasy manifested. As I lunged in, her body arched and she opened her mouth in a silent scream. I was in to base in no time and wasted less beginning a full out fuck pounding. Lizzy found her voice and through gulps of air repeated, “Fuck fuck fuck fuck…” The sweet thing had never had anything like my majesty in her chute. For the next few minutes, I was merciless.
“Yes bitch! Take my cock! Milk my cream out of me! Take me you – UNGH! – sluuuut!” I was moving so fast I nearly set my cock to numb. Fate and the sexual divine had other plans. The surge began in my toes and then ripped through my groin with a scorched earth attitude. My load was epic, and my orgasm was mind blowing in its completeness. Lizzy’s arse was shaking and pulsing, no doubt her own climax was taking her away.
After I was done with rope number eight, I held still allowing for the pulsing of her anal-gasm to subside. I slowly withdrew and my friend now lover collapsed in a heap. I turned and flopped down next to her on my back. My forearm was over my eyes, and I was breathing noisily.
“A right proper fuck that was.”
Lizzy laughed and moaned with some tears spliced in, “Oh my gawd, Queen. I had no idea…” She turned over and her head landed on my left tit, her right leg across my left. “Thank you… thank you…”
I caressed her hair and bent to kiss her forehead. “You are welcome, luv. Now, what do you have to eat? We are going to need our energy this weekend. I hope you had no plans.”
Lizzy shook her head and closed her eyes and purred. “None but this…”
I smiled; another one converted to T-love. It was going to be such a weekend.
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