I've
gotta admit, I have a fetish or two. I like sexy, feminine clothes.
So when a friend of a friend contacted me about modeling some fetish
clothes,
I didn't hesitate long. Looking at my bank account helped remove
any remaining doubts. Plus the
deal was no nudity.
So
I get to his studio, and he hands me this sexy
ass corset to put on. Did he read my mind, or what?
I love being a woman, and dressing like one. He
also gave me thigh high boots, black stockings,
a garter, some little lace gloves, a see-through
top, and a short skirt.
I
slipped behind a flimsy curtain, and started to
strip. As I did, I heard the sound of a zipper. I
realized that the lighting clearly cast my
silhouette, leaving nothing to the imagination.
Just like flicking a switch, my pussy was instantly
moist. It made me hot to think of this guy
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On
impulse, I decided to give this dude a
clearer view. I stepped around the curtain,
and you should have seen the look on his
face when he saw I didn't have the top or
the skirt on!!! That plus the mortified look
of getting caught with his cock in his hand.
He was trying to stuff his dick back in his
pants. "Why
don't you leave it out," I crooned
as I
strutted around for a moment, then got
comfortable on the floor. Very casually,
I told him that I thought we should make
it a real fetish shoot. He didn't say
a word,
just started snapping pictures.
I
was so turned on. There was the feel of the
corset, holding me close and defining my waist.
The garter and stockings just helped showcase
the thigh high boots. I was looking sexy, and
more than that, I was feeling sexy. My nipples
were were hard little pebbles and my pussy
was starting to throb, as I began to pose
more and more wantonly.
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"C'mon,
baby," I heard him growl. "Make them
want to fuck you."
How
could I refuse a request like that? I let my
thighs sprawl open, then flicked my fingertips
over my clit. Slowly I began to drag my fingers
between my pussy lips.
It
had been a long time since I was this creamy.
My fingers slid along easily, and I burrowed two
deep in my pussy. As I fucked myself with them,
I drug my thumb back and forth over my clit.
There
was just so much stimulation;
the hot clothes feeding my fetish, knowing that
pictures were being taken, and the presence
of the photographer. In no time, a deep shuddering orgasm racked
through me.
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I'd
cum, but I needed more. I needed to be
full in the way that only a cock can make you
full. I looked across the room at him, and there
he stood, still shooting pictures with one hand.
He had his cock in the other hand, rubbing
his thumb over the head. I could see the glisten
of his pre-cum, and it made me even needier.
He
wasn't making any moves, so I could see things
were up to me. So I turned my ass to him...kind of
offered it...and told him I felt all empty inside.
I asked if he had any ideas on what could fill me up.
Turns
out he had plenty of ideas, he was a fetish
freak too! But that is a story for another time.
Until then, you can satisfy every fetish you
could possibly imagine at Fetish Planet. |
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