Chapter 4
"You ought to know your daughter tried to seduce me last night," Kirk advised Nina over the phone the following morning. "She put her hand on my crotch. It took every ounce of will power I possessed to keep her from taking it out."
"Is that a fact?" she purred. "Count yourself lucky. She rejected a dozen men before you happened along." It was unnecessary for her to lower her tone or talk in code; Nancy had gone out for coffee. Nina had just turned on her computer and began the chore of constructing a resume for a part-time job when the phone rang.
Kirk sounded incensed by her lack of sympathy. "Don't you care?"
"I'm pleased to hear we're two of a kind."
"Incidentally, where were you last night? I waited for quite a while with Nancy before giving up."
Nina had no intention of furnishing him those details. The account would sear Kirk. "Let if suffice that I resolved the disagreement between Conchetta and Rolando. It took some doing, but I believe both parties came to terms." Her lips curved in rendering him that description.
"It must have been some discussion. I barely got away with my virtue intact."
"Poor baby. You should have given up the fight and had yourself a ball."
There was a moment's hesitation. "You sound serious, Nina. What is it? Don't you mind sharing me with your daughter?"
Nina sighed. "Nancy's been through a recent setback. She's always required delicate handling. Being there apparently helped her regain some self-esteem. I appreciate your pampering her, if only to steer her out of that rut." She tapered to a seductive lilt. "Nobody is forcing you to do anything that goes against your grain."
"She is attractive," he confessed. "She has many of your physical traits-but she's not you."
Nina thought his appraisal sweet. Kirk was merely stressing his fidelity-a commodity deficient in her ex-husband. She had no qualms about Nancy and Kirk becoming intimate, but she sensed uneasiness on his part. "She'll be here through the end of the week. I hope you realize how important her visit is to me. Nancy and I weren't on sure footing. We officially buried the hatchet as of yesterday. I want nothing to spoil our reconciliation."
"I'll do what I can," he assured, "within reason."
"I couldn't ask for more."
"I hope not. Making a clean getaway was a piece of work."
Nina repressed her smile. "Don't agonize over it. You'll do fine."
Nancy returned minutes after their conversation ended, bearing two cups of coffee. She placed one down before Nina. Her expression alluded to a frivolous train of thought. "Kirk isn't involved with anyone, is he?" she asked, out of the blue.
Nina refrained from wincing. "I wouldn't have the remotest idea. His personal life isn't a topic of conversation at the bar."
"He was so resistant last night," she reported, her brow knitting together. "I didn't think getting a good night kiss was asking too much."
"In all probability, he's shy."
Nancy twinkled after contemplation. "I'll bet he's dynamite in the sack."
Nina had been on the verge of sipping her coffee when that item fell into her lap. Her daughter had never been frank about her sexual designs in the past. She casually received Nancy's candor. "What brings you to that conclusion?"
"I can't explain. Something about him really turns me on." She glanced at Nina. "I hope you don't mind."
"Why would I?"
"He's one of your regular customers. I wouldn't want to generate a bad impression-having him think the manager's daughter is loose."
Nina couldn't stifle the giggle that automatically rose in her throat. The manager already did an outstanding job in that department. "I assure you, dear, that won't be a problem."
"I was going to go shopping this afternoon. I don't have anything sexy to wear for tonight. Would it be all right if I did some running around on my own?"
Nina feigned indignation. "You don't want your mother's input?"
"I want totally to surprise everyone."
Nancy obviously relished creating suspense. Kirk had a positive effect. "As you wish."
She only hoped he wouldn't spurn her infatuation.
A knock sounded on her door after lunch. Nancy had long since embarked on her shopping spree. Nina was delighted to find
Dave Manchester standing in the hall.
"Are you ready to pose?" he asked.
Her lips curved. "Pose? I don't recall making any specific arrangements."
"Of course, you don't," he breezily replied. "You left my apartment in a state of disarray."
"That, I remember." Their spontaneous coupling had left her disoriented. She hadn't expected him to be calling upon her that soon. "Isn't your apartment in need or organization? You couldn't possibly have stored all those boxes."
"Come and see. I happen to be efficient. My studio is in order."
Nina couldn't resist his invitation when regarding those dark brown eyes. She felt a surge of lust in recounting their late morning adventure. "By all means. You've got my curiosity."
Dave's apartment underwent reorganization. There wasn't a box, nor an ungainly pile of clothes to be found. A few studio chairs, a card table and a floor lamp comprised his furnishings. One corner of the room was dedicated to principal photography. An umbrella and backdrop were expertly arranged. She was impressed with the speed of its transformation.
"Were you actually serious?" she questioned. "About taking pictures of me?"
"I'm always serious when selecting my models. I can't afford to be impractical. An hourly rate gets quite expensive."
"I couldn't accept payment," Nina stipulated. "I'm not a professional."
"You couldn't prove that by me," he teased. "Get yourself comfortable. I want to capture you in a natural context."
Nina had never attempted anything of the sort. She assumed Dave wanted nudity. Having enjoyed sex with him, disrobing did not present a problem. She rather hoped things got out of hand. Going a second round with him and that delicious cock intrigued her.
Dave busied himself with taking light readings. Nina unbuttoned her blouse. She made certain Dave saw it droop from her shoulders. At his grin, she unfastened her slacks; they inched seductively down her thighs. The glimpse of flesh set his Adam's apple in motion. She pretended to be untouched by his dawning arousal.
"What am I supposed to do?" she asked.
"If I have to tell you, we'll never get around to the pictures."
Nina's lips curved. "Oh? Are you entertaining naughty thoughts?"
"If you could read my mind, you'd blush."
She settled into the studio chair and spread her legs. Her bra and panties were her sole garments. Judging from Dave's devilish expression, Nina doubted they would be retained at length.
Dave took several frames of her altering her posture. The flash of the camera blinded her. His finger paused above the button. "I'm not getting enough light."
"Perhaps you ought to adjust the window shades."
He shook his head, then fetched a plastic bottle filled with liquid. "Douse yourself with that."
"What is it?"
"Baby oil."
Nina beamed knowingly. "Aren't we getting ahead of ourselves?"
"It'll enhance the smoothness of your skin," he innocently explained. "You'll shine."
"Among other things," she murmured. Unscrewing the cap, she tilted the bottle and sprinkled a few drops on her breasts. A sensuous feeling blazed within her. Mmmmm. At once, her nipples became alert and slowly climbed through the cups. Manually, she administered the solution. She swirled over her bust, appreciating the oil's fresh scent. Her fingers carried it to the drier areas, then devoted lavish concentration.
A pleasured gasp escaped her lips. Quelling it was next to impossible.
Dave studied her rousing diversion. He watched the stimulating application and felt the heat mount in his loins. His recognition of Nina's sensuality was not a fluke-the woman was truly a natural. Her beauty was of model quality. For an older woman, she retained her vivacity. Someone younger couldn't have supplied the same jarring effect, nor duplicated Nina's essence. Those big tits glistened. The indentations made by her nubs had him salivating. He fantasized about sucking them. Christ, he wanted her that very moment. Their assignment, however, was far from complete. He hadn't lured her to his apartment exclusively for a quickie. Arresting that bubbling sexuality on film had been a sincere venture. "Don't forget your stomach or legs. We need plenty of it on you."
Nina showered her abdomen. The oil trickled down her exquisite flesh, then behind her panties. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. It trickled through her bush, then ran down her lips. Her pussy throbbed. She yearned for something hard to probe its quivering depths. Dave, in a rigid state, was exactly what it needed.
"Moisten yourself," Dave hoarsely reminded.
The oil coursed over her taut skin. Nina hadn't an inch of flab. She was slim as ever, deliciously proportioned.
He couldn't dismiss the tremulous flare that illuminated her eyes. Nina reveled in her sexuality. She had a very hungry disposition. She sought pleasure with reckless abandon. Dave, a devout sensualist, spotted that capacity at first blush. Recognition of that potential was a cultivated art. A predator tended to distinguish his own kind.
Nina anointed her legs. She distributed the salve over her shapely thighs, then massaged her calves. Her muscles rippled beneath her luxuriant weave. She looked thoroughly delicious when glazed.
Dave dragged air through his clenched teeth. Whew. Nina kindled a fire in his loins. He could scarcely wait until his project was complete.
He snapped a succession of poses. Nina modified her carriage, angling herself at Dave's direction. Responding heatedly to the lens, she proceeded to dazzle him. Her talents were innate. Nina knew precisely how to say "fuck me" with her eyes. Her lips slanted provocatively. Her tits bounced on command. Erotic connotations were continually pounded home. His throat went dry when surveying those extraordinary curves attached to that sassy expression. Her oiled breasts and sultry look were centered for the flashing light. Taking command of the session, she called attention to her more flattering angles. She flourished beneath his wanting gaze. He squelched the urge promptly to do her on the studio chair. Seizing those ankles and drawing them apart, then pressing into her wet opening with his pulsing tip was exactly the thrill he aspired.
Nina dove into the bustle of being photographed. She emptied her mind of all things but sex. Visions of what Dave had done to her served as inspiration. Ohhhhhhh. She dwelled upon having his cock in her mouth-that burgeoning mass of hard muscle. His tremors were well-remembered, particularly when she orally stroked him. The delicate curls of her tongue made him painfully rigid. Mmmmmm. The taste of his balls made her palate scream with joy. She could have easily spent the afternoon licking his cock and not tire of it.
Fucking him had been immensely satisfying. Riding that hard dick gave her enormous pleasure. That pumping sensation endured several hours beyond leaving him. Though he wasn't of exceptional size, Dave backed his strokes with fiery enthusiasm. She ached from his punishing thrusts-yet wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
Nina ruminated about another pairing with him-perhaps after the final snapshot. Posing for him left her itchy and restless. Her cunt longed to swallow that thick, driving cock.
Dave, wiping the sweat from his brow, came up for air. Nina had no rival. She was a bona fide original. He deliberated over every picture. Nina caused his imagination to meander. Her eyes burned holes through his skin; her mouth inspired a flurry of hot scenarios; those huge breasts warranted expanded study.
"Are we finished?" she asked, steering him back to reality.
He nodded.
"Let's go develop them. I'm dying to see how I fared."
Dave converted the smaller, second bedroom into a darkroom. Black paper covered the windows, blocking the faintest shred of light. The red bulb offered an eerie glow. Nina entered without bothering to don her clothes; her bra and panties remained on the floor.
Nina watched Dave mix the proper chemicals in the colored trays. Having him all to herself in a nearly pitch-black room left her hot and bothered. Unable to contain those emotions, she slid up against his buttocks and rubbed him with her crotch.
"Let's see who's going to run out of the kitchen first," she whispered in his ear.
Dave groaned. Nina smashed her horny cunt to his buns. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. He leaned up against the table. Fortunately, he was waiting for the negatives to develop. Had she attempted that at a crucial moment, all that work would have been ruined.
She reached around and cupped his crotch. A surge of tingles flowed through him, rocking him on his heels. His cock, swelling through his pants, beat behind her teasing fingers.
"Oh, yeah. This is how I like it-big and hard. Mmmmmmm." Her tongue darted at his ear lobe as she groped him. "Ohhhhhhhhh. Where are you going to put it, baby? Will you make me moan with it? Hmmmmmm? Do you want to go inside me? Oh, yeah. I want to feel how excited you are with my pussy." She stroked his crotch, rejoicing in his significant tremors.
The baby oil's fragrance sailed through the darkroom. He inhaled her scented flesh. Nina was spectacular. His need for her was overpowering. Capping that emotion tested his self-discipline like never before.
He removed the roll of negatives from the developing solution, then clipped them on a suspended line. His hand shook. At the brink of madness, he nearly faltered in dealing with them. Carefully wiping the moisture from the film, he related the dripping chemicals to erotic suggestion. The errant drops brought Nina's succulent pussy to mind.
Normally, he would switch on his fan to expedite the drying process. Instead, he merely let them hang. The rush of air in the room would accomplish the same result; it happened to be his only option, given the mounting torment of Nina's fingers.
He spun on his heel and confronted that female heat. Nina flung herself into his arms. She whimpered just before his tongue plunged into her mouth. His hand clamped her ass and dragged her tightly against his agitated body. Nina felt his throbbing hard-on digging into her mound.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh," she breathed. The strength he exhibited provoked frantic hormone activity. She could feel how deeply he wanted her. "I'm aching for it, baby. I need it badly. Ohhhhhhhhhhh." She massaged him with her crotch. Her sluggish rotations were agony for him.
Dave groaned. Nina was hot and slippery from the oil. His fingertips delved into her malleable flesh. He ground his stiff cock against that tender snatch. Ahhhhhhhhhh. He had to stick himself into her ferocious heat.
Nina grappled with his belt. She maneuvered it through the buckle, then unclasped his top button. His zipper came down after several anxious tugs. She met a complication when negotiating his hefty growth. Dave's pounding excitement challenged her patience.
Dave compounded her effort by sweeping her mouth with his tongue. She operated solely through touch. The bombardment of goose bumps had her reeling. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.
His pants, weighted by the belt, dropped from his thighs. Dave swallowed roughly when Nina enclosed the shape of his cock through his underwear. One less shielding layer of clothing exposed him to her riling stroke. Ahhhhh. For a moment, he thought he was going to cum in his briefs. Nina relentlessly fondled him. Elaborately, she caressed his balls. He was certain she perceived their churning accumulation.
Her scheme did not consist of him shedding his shorts, nor were hers to be removed. Hooking her thumb to the edge of the material at his inner thigh, she guided his cock. It sprang from captivity. Dave pulsed madly in her hand. Mewling, she relished his palpitations.
Dave comprehended her plan. Taking her initiative, he pushed aside the side of her panties, uncovering the dark ringlets of her pubes. He squeezed her pussy. Ahhhhhhhhh. She was wet-and ready to take him.
Leaning up against the table, she spread her legs. Her cunt lips split apart. Dave aimed for that sopping hole and pressed into it. At once, her pussy absorbed his domed head. Clenching his teeth and sucking air into his lungs, he immersed his cock into her jarring warmth.
"Oh yeah," Nina sobbed deliriously as he crammed himself into her. "Ohhhhhhhhh. Fill me with it. I want the whole thing. Ohhhhhhhh. It's so fucking hard. I love it, baby. I love the way it feels."
His dick sliced through her juicy squish. He pushed his cock into her pussy until they were belly to belly. His balls touched the soft flesh of her inner thighs.
Her guttural heat neutralized the irritation of her panties and his underwear. It didn't matter that they hadn't discarded them. He thought the obstacle heightened their wild spontaneity.
He pumped her slowly, deriving satisfaction from his lumbering movements through her smothering pulp. Ahhhhhhhhhh. Her pussy produced moist, loving sounds around his shifting cock. He loved that arousing din. Grunting, he fucked that wet snatch. It swung at him, gobbling him to the root. The sensations that coincided with her impalement were equally sweet. Nina attached herself with such fervor. He had to catch his breath. She stroked his cock with her slick folds. He gasped at her exertions.
"Yeah, baby," he muttered. "Take me deep. Drag me to the bottom of your hot cunt. Ahhhhhhhhhhh." She enclosed him so fiercely, he shut his eyes. His heart hammered. Moving his hips once more, he working himself through her sucking passage. Jesus! Nina knew precisely how to handle him. He savored the press of her slippery walls.
"Fuck me," Nina begged. Dave's dick was beating wildly inside her cunt. She sensed the fury building in his loins. Jamming herself at that hard dick, she moaned as it filled her. She yielded to its hungry push. "Ohhhhhhhhh. More." Nothing supplied a greater thrill than feeling a man inside her. She called upon her inner resources to furnish him one toe-curling embrace after another. His labored breathing informed her that the investment paid large dividends. Dave was essentially hoarse from dealing with those massaging cunt lips and their heavenly friction. "Faster, baby. Ram it into me. I can handle it."
"Ahhhhhhhh," he groaned, rapidly thrusting into those quivering loins. "Oh, yeah."
The red light provided a unique atmosphere. Their flesh glowed a crimson hue. Nina saw nothing beyond Dave's hulking figure. They were plunged in darkness.
Without warning, Dave pulled himself out of her snatch. Nina moaned. His disengagement tormented her. The material of her panties covered her pumped hole. Ohhhhhhh. Her frustration mounted. Suddenly, those powerful hands turned her around. Nina fanned herself across the table, elevating her ass. "Get back inside me, baby. Hurry. I'm going out of my mind."
His cock moved through his fist while he surveyed the span of those butt cheeks. Dave smacked his lips. His eyes adjusted to the dim light. Pinning back her panties again, he ogled Nina's pink folds, though their color was artificially altered. Inserting himself between those juicy flaps, he instantly grit his teeth. "Ahhhhhhhh," he gasped, dipping into her cunt. Her moist flesh tugged at his bulbous head until he surrendered to its force. Howling with joy, he disappeared into that narrow space.
Nina shoved herself at that dick until her soaked lips fully covered him. She wept with joy when his pubes grazed her ass. Her snatch contained every pulsating inch. "Ohhhhhhhh."
Dave went in and out of that hugging cunt. He threw back his head and exhaled. Her pussy grabbed him in large mouthfuls. Ignoring its sapping clench was futile. The skin of his cock bunched before those greedy lips completely devoured him. She sent tremors through his system. "Christ, you're so tight. Ahhhhhhhh." He seized her hips and pumped that wet hole. His breath came up short. The conflict between cock and pussy led to eye-rolling bliss. He slapped her writhing buttocks with his groin. His balls whacked her. He plunged into that tingling inferno. "Is this how you want it, baby? Hard and fast?" He plowed into those buns. "More?"
"Oh, yeah," Nina cried. He couldn't hurt her. She was much too excited. "Ohhhhhhhh. Oh, yeah. Fuck me good."
She clawed the surface of the table, absorbing his length. He instigated a fire with his backward and forward propulsion. She sobbed as he shafted her. Ohhhhhhhhh. He crammed his entire bulk into her seething passage.
Jesus! He was really giving her something to remember him by. Considering his pummeling, her cunt would tingle for hours.
Involuntarily, she began fingering herself. She jiggled her awakened clit, effecting a satisfying rhythm. Her pleasure doubled.
Dave heard the slick sounds emanating from her pussy. He drove himself into the heart of her cunt, pleased to learn of her disturbance. "Too much for you?"
"Don't stop."
He groaned. "Ahhhhhhhhh. At this point, I don't think I could."
He fucked her without a moment's respite. His dick slid in and out of that clutching pussy, savoring its luscious pinch.
Nina caressed her love button with renewed vigor. Both sensations were electrifying. Pleasure beamed to every vessel.
He framed her quaking buns with his hands.
Despite the profusion of sweat his thrusts precipitated, Nina was slippery from the baby oil. While sliding in and out of those clinging folds, he studied her anus. A new urge blossomed. He probed her wrinkled opening with his thumb. Nina's slick flesh immediately yielded to his curiosity. He pondered the satisfaction to be had within its crushing embrace. Filling Nina's ass with his cock dominated his thoughts.
"Want to fuck my ass?" she suddenly asked.
Dave gulped. Speech was practically hopeless beyond the lump that formed in his throat. Mentally pursuing that idea shook him. "Won't it hurt?"
Nina's lips curved. "I can handle it."
Dave detached himself from the cohesive folds of her pussy. Nina's reception to some anal action surprised him. Most women he encountered shunned that form of entry. The few that acquiesced required lengthy preparation. "Are you sure?"
She nodded with her eyes shut. Her frantic digit plucked the air from her lungs. "Ohhhhh. Do it. Put it in my ass."
His bloated crown gravitated to her rear portal. He felt the heat rise from it, snaring him. The natural lubricants of her skin blended with the baby oil to pave the way. Slowly, he introduced that part of himself. His body screamed for total encasement, yet he was observant of her comfort. The juices from her pussy coating him simplified entry. He inched into that hot fissure.
"Oh, God," Nina yelped. Her finger paused in its gratifying swirl above her clit.
"Does it hurt?"
She emphatically shook her head. "Finish."
She continued to receive him in her grasping buns. Several times, he nearly lost it. The impulse to shoot in her rectum intensified. Summoning every ounce of will power, he managed to defeat the urge. When Nina's anus closed over his pulsing base, he let out a tortured breath.
"That feels incredible," he loudly exhaled.
Nina, savoring that cumbersome monstrosity, resumed her clitoral massage. She circled the hard pebble. Her digit slid around the moist patch until she gained momentum. Ecstasy returned in a flourish. Ohhhhhhhh. Electricity jolted her body. She thrashed in splendor.
Dave's embedded cock provided a separate flutter. She was acutely aware of its placement. Stirring up a frenzy, he prodded her dark squish. He began his lumbering voyage on a sluggish note, then firmly pumped her. She moaned as he pushed through her asshole.
"That feels nice," she purred. "Oh, yeah. Fuck me in the ass. Cram yourself into my hot buns."
Dave obeyed. He groaned from the tight fit. Nina obviously did not often submit her pliant cheeks for that type of recreation. Watching himself vanish in that crinkled hole, he appreciated her accommodation. "Ahhhhhhhh. You've got an incredible ass."
Nina listened to soft sounds of her flesh kneading Dave's cock. She cried out when he dug into her butt, then jiggled herself until her vision blurred. He went faster, slapping his balls to her wiggling rump. "Ohhhhhhhhhh. That's it. Fuck me. Shove your cock in there. Ohhhhhh. More, baby. Every bit of it."
Dave pumped that frenzied asshole. He stuck himself to capacity, then dragged all but the mushroomed head from its puckering confines. Reversing direction, he groaned as that cramped passageway tugged at his cock's skin. He jerked through its quenching tweak.
Nina may have cried out, but that shaking ass always came back for more. She engulfed him with constricting muscle. There was no escape from her exhausting clamp.
Eluding orgasm became a lost cause. Nina felt the urge to cum when her relief-giving finger brought her pleasure to a bubbling peak. Dave's backseat driving enhanced her manual stimulation.
"I'm going to cum," she blurted, tending the escalating madness between her legs. Her clit burned beneath her finger. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh."
Dave erupted the moment her hips rocked from orgasm. "Ugggghhhhhhhh," he bellowed. "Ugggggggghhhhh. Uggghhhhhhhhhh."
Nina shuddered as hot jism poured into her bowels. She collapsed on the table while Dave's spurting cock twitched inside her. His creamy ejaculate flowed in abundance.
They stood there for several moments, linked and basking in that sweet resplendence.
Nina gazed at the strip of negatives hanging from the suspended wire, then smiled. She couldn't wait until they created the prints-a whole new adventure could be made of that.