Gillian Anderson: Skintight Shoot

"Very lucky," he murmured, snapping away as she continued to pose, arching and bending her body for him, playing the shackled submissive for the camera. He continued to photo her as she unlocked the cuffs, zooming in for some shots of her hands and the cuffs, the light glinting off them and the sleeves of her catsuit for some nice artistic type shots. Standing up fully, she put her hands behind her back and clipped the handcuffs shut again to lock her hands behind her back, above her snugly rubber coated rear. Turning round, she arched her back and wiggled it slightly for him, his camera going off plenty as he photographed her from various angles, high and low, turning lights on and off to change the effects over her reflective black body. She made his breath catch as she bent over the desk, laying on the wooden top and spreading her legs without being asked, pulling at her cuffs to look helpless and willing for a fuck. A few more shots of her pouting later, with her hands cuffed behind her back were enough to make any man eager, and his hardon was clearly visible in his jeans. A few shots of her arse later and he was fit to burst, but he had to be patient, since he was sure she was just playing with him. Why would she do anything more? He was privileged just to have her here for this photoshoot in the first place, let alone being willing to do a range of kinky stuff in a rubber catsuit.

"Damn that's good," he breathed as she stood up, unable to unlock herself.

"Want to cuff me up, like to the furniture or anything?" she said with a playful smile, stepping back towards him a bit.

"Really? Yeah that'd be great, if you don't mind?" he said, his voice almost cracking.

"Might as well go the whole hog now huh? If you uncuff me that is," she said with a laugh, turning away from him, inviting him to put his hands tantalisingly close to her smooth, firm rear. With shaking hands, he laid his camera down and stepped forwards, unlocking the cuffs with the key she had clutched in her hand, freeing one of her wrists, unable to resist and sliding his hand down over her bum. She simply glanced back and didn't say a word, knowing she was tempting it and quite happy to let him grope her.

"So where do you want me?" she purred, offering herself with arms out a little, the cuffs dangling from one wrist. He managed to resist the urge to say something like 'any way you'll let me have you'.

"Um…well…how about…" he trailed off, walking around the desk, Gillian turning round to keep facing him.

"Yes?" she cooed softly, just smiling politely, waiting to be ordered around, something that was an exceptional turn on.

"How about you…bend over the desk, and I handcuff you to the drawer handle here?" he said, pointing with a trembling finger.

"Sounds good, certainly give some nice…reflections," she teased, smiling seductively as she slowly bent over the desk under his entranced gaze. He didn't say another word, taking her wrists in his unstable hands, hoping she didn't notice how hot they were through her rubber suit as he guided them down, urging her to lean a bit further over to reach the next handle down. This meant that her feet were only just on the floor, pulling her body nice and tight, leaving her vulnerable and inviting as he looped the cuffs through the handle and secured her free wrist, hearing her give a satisfied little murmur.

"There, secure," he said, standing up and looking down over her back in her prone position, unable to stop his hand just teasing through her soft red hair.

"Can't escape you now, so go for it," she breathed, meaning the photography, but her words were just so heavily loaded. In a near daze he went back to his camera, picked it up, turned it on again and raised it to snap her firm rear in the tight suit. Moving round slightly each way, he got different angles and different shadows and lights, switching a few on and off, moving them about a bit to enhance and hide certain parts of her, getting another couple of backlit side on profile shots of her bent over the desk in her sexy suit. He didn't know what came over him, well…them. The atmosphere was so hot and tense, just leading towards what they knew was going to happen. Approaching her prone form, he reached out and placed his hand on her ass, without any protest from her. Sliding it up, he stroked up the back of her smooth black suit, taking in the pinch of her waist before slipping back down to her rear, stroking down the cleft of her rubber encased cheeks, bolding pushing his fingers right down and onto the bulge of her pussy.

She didn't complain, just standing over the desk obediently, letting his hands roam. Lightly running his fingers over the warm, soft bulge, he let them find the zip. The suit was double zipped for access from both ends, and he put that to use now, pulling it a little for a moment before he slid the zip up, the sound of the zip opening scything through the air cleanly as he reached under her to push the zipper forwards up her groin, the tight rubber peeling aside so her smoothly shaven cameltoe pressed into his wrist as he did. He immediately gasped as the warm, soft lips pressed into him, accompanying Gillian's gasp as she was stimulated slightly by the pressure to her labia. Pushing the zip up, he eased the rubber open a little more with shaking hands and heavy breathing so she was completely exposed, her delicate inner lips peeking out, before he stepped away and got his camera once more. Gillian Anderson never uttered a word throughout this as he started to take snaps once more, photographing her as a whole exposed, and then focussing on her exposed pussy. They didn't need to talk about it. They knew these pictures wouldn't be entering his college assignment.

He took a good series of photos and then walked back to her, still holding his camera. Moving round in front of her, he crouched down, tentatively raising the camera to aim at her face, where she immediately posed accordingly. He smiled as she pouted and licked for the camera, sliding her tongue over her lips, blowing kisses, smiling seductively, cocking an eyebrow and so on, looking so delightfully enticing, just giving him the come on loud and clear, at least that's how she played it for the camera. Standing up, he let the camera hang down on the neck strap, reaching down to once again brush his fingers through her soft red hair, then down onto her suit, stroking over her shoulders and off her side, before sliding them back.

Barely able to think straight, his cock absolutely rock hard in his jeans, he slid his fingers back over her shoulder and then across her cheek slowly to her mouth, tracing her full, moist lips carefully before slipping two fingers into her mouth, pushing them slowly into the hot, succulent haven, where they were immediately greeted by her tongue and a light sucking. She was very willing it seemed, starting to show off a little at what she could do, moving her head a bit, her tongue curling between and round his fingers whilst she sucked firmly.

"Hm…you need something else to suck," he teased, reaching down with his other hand to push some hair back from her pretty face.

"As long as it's not a lolly I'm fine," she mumbled round his fingers. There was no more teasing now, it was obvious where they were. Sliding his fingers out of her mouth, he reached down and undid his jeans, trying not to seem too eager as he did so, freeing his rock hard erection, which sprung up in front of her. He reached down and hooked his fingers into her blindfold, slipping it up onto her forehead to show her his cock, twitching with his heartbeat as he offered it to her. Gillian eyed it lustily, taking in the decent seven-inch cock throbbing before her, before obediently opening her mouth, since she was restrained. He pushed it down a bit, resting his spare hand on her head as he slipped it into her mouth, groaning deeply as he slid over half of it into her waiting mouth, her tongue lifting so he glided over it. She gave an appreciative murmur, moving her head as best she could to bob lightly on him, sucking quite firmly as her tongue went to work on him, her moist, ruby lips sealing perfectly round him as he started to lightly thrust into her mouth, just holding her head lightly and thrusting his hips to pump his cock slowly in and out of her talented mouth.

"Fuck that's good," he breathed, finally getting his cock into her mouth, and the fact he was getting blown by Gillian Anderson, he was just living the dream. She kept at it, moving her head steadily as she sucked him off, his hands sliding into her soft red hair, fingers slipping through the warm strands as he took a slight grip on her head and started to hump her mouth, not going too hard or fast so as to annoy her, just helping her out, which she didn't mind, not protesting, simply using the extra movement to give a better blowjob. There was no need to change anything, aside from pushing a little more into her mouth, which she swallowed with ease, especially with the position, letting him get into her throat. They both just enjoyed it, eyes closed, Gillian enjoying wrapping her lips round a cock again, and him just loving her technique, unable to hold back from pressing him cock all the way into her till his balls were against her chin, again not hearing a single protest, simply a light moan of pleasure. He kept sliding in and out of her mouth for another couple of minutes, then pulled slowly back and out of her mouth, his cock even harder than before it'd gone in, making her give a little disappointed sound.

"You're missing out," she purred with a wry smile.

"I'll be the judge of that," he said with a smile, reaching down to tug her blindfold back over her eyes, his heart racing as he stepped away from her front, kicking his jeans and shorts off, his throbbing hardon leading him round the desk to her prone rear. Sliding his hand down her back, she shivered a little as he ran it over her ass, giving a positive squeeze to the firm cheek as he got behind her, letting that hand slide down between her legs, which she spread a bit more for him. Sliding over the edges of the suit, his fingers roamed over her soft pussy, stroking her smoothly waxed lips, letting his finger slip between them to feel her arousal, so hot and wet. Pushing his fingers up, he brushed over her rock hard clit, which had clearly been begging for a touch for ages, as she tensed up and whined in pleasure as the strong, almost unbearable sensation surged through her. Pulling back, he teasingly stroked up her slippery entrance, making her shuffle over the desk a little impatiently, before he just slipped his fingertips into her, stroking a little before he swapped to his thumb. He pressed his thumb to her snug entrance, then quite simply sunk it into her, making her gasp and arch tightly, using his other fingers to reach under her for her clit, massaging it firmly through its thin hood, pushing a loud groan of pleasure from her.

He rubbed at her for a minute or so, pulling back to delve two fingers into her, feeling her squeeze round him, clearly wanting it to be something else. Pulling them away, he stepped up behind her, which she could feel as he bumped her rubber coated legs, standing close to her and pressing his cock down to her dripping slit, just nudging the head in a little so he spread the puffy lips. He slid up and down with her abundant juices, his bulbous purple head just threatening to slip in, which he desperately wanted to do, but was trying to tease her. He couldn't resist any more as she shifted impatiently once more, pushing forward to just slip the head into her, past her entrance, both of them gasping as he initially penetrated her.

"Mmm that's nice," she murmured, squeezing at him as his hands slid over her ass, then down to her asshole. He'd read in an interview years earlier that she enjoyed anal sex, and couldn't resist testing it out. Running a finger round her ring, she wiggled a little with a throaty groan, trying to push back and take more of him in, before he pressed firmly at her anus with a finger, feeling her resist a moment before she relaxed, his finger sliding slowly into her ass, right to the knuckle as she sighed heavily. Pulling back, he thrust it into her a bit, making her squeeze him, her firm ass clenching and relaxing, inviting him to spank it with his spare hand, barely able to refrain from just driving his erection into the American redhead. He pressed his finger into her ass again, pushing a deep groan from her.

"You like that?" he teased, carefully fingering her backdoor.

"Uh huh…do you?" she shot back, playful attitude clear in her voice. She was basically offering herself, and whilst anal sex hadn't been the first thing she was intending to do with him, he was up for it and it'd be good fun, nice and naughty.

"Can I?" he said after a pause, since whilst she might be less than subtly hinting, he wasn't going to try and fuck Gillian Anderson up the ass without her making it clear she wanted him to.

"I dunno, can you?," she replied matter of factly, laying prone over the desk, her juicy pussy still wrapped round the head of his cock. He couldn't resist her pussy right then however, and pressed forward, sliding his full seven inches into her slick haven, feeling her squeeze and contract on him as he pressed almost all the way into her, both of them groaning.

"Why don't you just fuck me?" she gasped, sweating a bit in her suit now, and being turned on wasn't helping, and the fact his cock was buried in her.

"Because I want your ass," he said, resisting the urge to thrust and start pumping her, slowly sliding back out of her.

"Is my pussy not good enough for you then?" she asked.

"Well of course it is, but this is your ass, it's special and I just can't turn that down," he said, as his head popped out of her, her inner labia clinging to it momentarily.

"What makes you think I'll let you fuck me later after you've finished with my ass?" she said moodily as he moved up to position himself.

"You'll want it just as much then as you do now," he said, pressing forward a bit, feeling her immediately resist him. Reaching under her, he fumbled to her pussy and found her stiff clit, rubbing her firmly, immediately feeling her shiver.

"You're probably right," she breathed, moaning deeply as he rubbed her button. He pressed again, her tight ring just beginning to yield slowly, and dryly beyond a bit of her own juices.

"If you're gonna fuck me in the ass at least use the lube I brought with me, so you can do me nice and hard," she said with a devilish grin, turned on and making it clear how she wanted him to fuck her. He pulled back from her, a tense pause before he delivered a hard spank to her rubber ass, making her squeal and clench, worrying her he wasn't going to listen and just do her hard anyway. He wasn't though, just asserting himself, since she was the one handcuffed and bent over. He stepped over and found her bag, rummaging through it briefly before he located the little tube of lubricant she'd mentioned, uncapping it and returning to her. He squeezed plenty into his hand and spread it over his cock, making sure to get plenty round the head to penetrate her with, then put the tube to her ass, squeezing out a good blob. She hissed at the cold jelly, then mumbled in pleasure as he spread it round her tight ring, pressing a finger in to get it in her as well, then pulled back, leaving them both well prepared.

"I'm waiting big boy," she teased, trying to glance back though she was still blindfolded. He wasted no more time, stepping close and pressing his raging erection to her tight arsehole once more, pressing firmly. At first he slipped off her and up between her cheeks a little, before resetting himself and guiding his cock with his hand, pressing against her resistance, being rewarded as she relaxed and the head of his cock just glided nicely into her, stretching her easily and sliding through her muscled ring to lock the head in her with a little gasp from the lady herself. Taking hold of her hips, he pushed into her, sliding slowly all the way into her, quite impressed as her ass just swallowed his full seven inches till his hips pressed against her peachy rear. She gave a squeeze round the base of his cock, feeling it jump inside her, knowing he was raring to go.

However he took his time, slowly sliding back full length, then slowly back in, just getting them both into it. For a couple of minutes he just slowly worked back and forth, not getting drawn in by the desire to pound her, Gillian a little impatient to get fucked, since she was so turned on. Her shoving back on him finally had enough affect to spur him on a bit and he picked up the pace, fairly tripling it from what it was, making both of them groan as he started to steadily pump in and out of her ass with just over half his cock. He made sure she took it balls deep each time though as he pumped at her, loving how her tight ass hugged him, and just enjoying the incredible view of redhead Gillian Anderson, encased in a black rubber catsuit, bent over before him with a cock up her ass. However, all this meant that he soon felt the rising of his climax. Having had a stiffy from the moment she emerged in her suit, he wasn't going to last long, and knew it was coming.

Gillian gave a gasp, her breath catching as he suddenly increased the pace, just stepping up to fairly pound on her ass, his hips slapping into her ass hard as he pumped in and out. She knew exactly what it meant, which was that he was about to come, and she decided she was going to help him out with that. He'd had an erection for far too long and needed some relief. Squeezing lightly, she tightened her ass a bit as he banged her over the desk, hearing him groan in return. Pumping into her, he was at the brink when she suddenly squeezed tightly, almost stopping his movement, immediately ramping up the stimulation to his cock as he plowed in. He managed to give her a couple more strained thrusts, before yanking out of her ass, leaving her gaping as she gave a little grunt of pain at the sudden withdrawal, gritting her teeth as he grabbed his cock and stroked himself fast, lasting only a few seconds before he burst, shooting a huge load of come up her back. Groaning loudly and shuddering, he pulled on his cock as it spurted over her back, the load unusually large because he was so horny, shooting his thick come up the black rubber suit, the first couple of shots landing almost in her hair on her shoulders. As he finished, giving a groan of relief and satisfaction, squeezing the last bit out onto her suit, the come stretched right down her back from her shoulders to her ass.

Gillian gave a giggle, having not come but not been expecting to really, she'd still enjoyed it, especially how she'd got him off. It wasn't every day she had an energetic young stud ass fucking her over a desk, so she'd enjoyed every minute of it.

"Damn, that was fucking great…" he breathed, his hand resting on her ass.

"Glad I could oblige, you were pretty good," she purred, pushing up into his hand a little.

"Thanks Gillian," he said, using her name for perhaps the first time before delivering a slap to her ass and stepping away, his breathing still heavy as she laid and waited for him to return to her, catching her own breath. He picked up his camera again, the whir and beeps telling her he had, and that he intended to photograph this moment, something that she'd never done before, but it was alright, it was all part of their…bond. She heard it beep as he photographed her from behind, taking in her unzipped suit, wet pussy and relaxed asshole in the process. Taking some other shots showed the come shot up her back, from various angles, before he moved round to her face again.