A Stunning Photo-Shoot Pt. 01

And he was still upright, staring into space as he felt her arrange the robe across their upper legs and then take his right hand and carefully place it under the robe and right on top of her thigh, just where he'd been fantasizing that it would be earlier!

He gulped, and quickly looked in her direction, trying to see if this could even remotely be an accident.

She was just staring straight ahead again though, although a secret little smile did play around her lips. He didn't notice it though because he'd just jerked up even straighter again as he felt her left hand slide under the robe, creep up onto his own thigh and give it a friendly little squeeze!

They sat like that for a good few minutes, almost frozen together, Simon not daring to move as he felt her warm thigh radiating through his hand, anything but cold and his temperature rising accordingly! Lizzie was waiting to see what happened next. It was only when he realised that he'd stopped breathing that he let out a long deep breath and relaxed slightly. She still wasn't looking at him, her attention seemingly fixed on Sharmi, but the reassuring little squeeze on his leg was repeated, and this time her fingers started to move as well! For a moment he thought that he was going to explode!

"Oh...ummm!!" he finally gasped.

This time she did turn to him. Her beautiful face looking radiant, her eyes were sparkling, devilish almost and was it his imagination, or did she looked a little flushed? It didn't matter. The warm, encouraging smile that she bestowed on him was unmistakably daring and even to his cautious mind an open invitation to respond in kind. And when she looked away again, he heard her take a deep breath of her own as his fingers began to move over her tense, stocking clad leg, higher and higher and sending little electric signals straight up to her pussy!

Suddenly she was unsure of herself. Was this too far, too fast? She desperately didn't want him to think her a slut and maybe now that his fingertips were sliding under her skirt and approaching her stocking tops it was time to put her hand on his and slow things down? But then again the exciting feelings starting to radiate out from between her legs didn't want to stop, and she wanted more!

She shivered slightly as his fingers reached bare flesh and started to explore higher and further between her legs. Instead of clamping them together though to trap him, her knees betrayed her and spread further apart, letting the squirming fingers slide deeper and deeper towards the heart of the throbbing monster that her pussy had become!

She was looking straight ahead, at Sharmi, at the big bed, breathing deeply, but not seeing anything. Her thoughts were exclusively targeted at the hot, dangerous sensations building up between her legs! Dimly, she knew that she had to do something soon. But what?

Simon couldn't believe his luck!

He'd come here largely to get an eyeful of his heartthrob in sexy lingerie. And now here he was, still vaguely staring at the exotic Sharmi, but concentrating his attention on the warm feel of his hand, sliding under Sharmi's PA's skirt, and higher and higher up leg! He took a quick, guilty look around to see if anyone had seen what they were doing, but a combination of the sofa's positioning and Lizzie's careful arrangement of the robe was enough to hide their actions from view.

He'd traced his fingers around the lacy, elasticated stocking tops, feeling the discomfort of his trapped cock between his legs growing by the second and wondering how high he dared to go. She was sat next to him, apparently frozen in place too, but when his fingers had begun to slide tantalisingly over bare flesh at the top of her thighs, she'd seemed to shudder and a long, deeply held breathe sighed out of her.

She gave him a quick look. She definitely looked flushed now but her eyes were full of deep, mixed emotions, totally undecipherable to Simon. But when he felt the hand that had been resting on his own thigh start to move urgently up his leg, he was pretty sure that it was all systems go!!

Suddenly it had almost developed into a race!

Simon wanted to savour the feel of her bare flesh, but he also desperately wanted to reach the hot vee between her legs. She was equally desperate to feel for herself what effect she'd been triggering on him. When her searching hand reached its target she wasn't disappointed! Unconsciously she let out another long, low sigh as her fingers wrapped around the big, impressive bulge in his pants and began to trace their way lightly around it! God but It felt so, so dangerously good for him!!

He'd had to stop stiffening in more ways than one when she fondled him, groaning as his whole body tightened in response and gripping her bare upper thigh tightly. For her the excitement at feeling his trapped erection under her devilish hand was quickly overtaken by a similar explosive response as his fingers finally reached her pussy and began to explore urgently over her thin, lacy black panties! For a second or two they both leaned weakly into each other as their bodies soaked up the fiery signals radiating out so vibrantly from between their legs!

As his fingertips continued to trace their way in little circles over her tingling mound, Lizzie, her senses totally overwhelmed by the hormones bombarding her brain automatically spread her legs even wider, inviting the tantalising digits to trace their way lower. Which they did, enthusiastically!

The fire building in her pussy soon became a raging inferno as his fingers explored her swollen labia and along the inviting slit between. Her panties were already wet with her arousal juices, and the thin material was no protection as he pushed a digit deeper into her slit and started to rub across her most sensitive organs. When he stumbled across her clit, Lizzie gasped and her eyes widened at the sudden explosion of hot pleasure shooting through her pussy. Her fingers which had been excitingly tracing out the shape of the erection in his trousers, suddenly tightened in an instinctive squeeze that nearly made Simon jump off the sofa!

But that tempestuous moment seemed to finally shake her out of her erotic reverie! She twisted away slightly, her skirt ruffled improperly high up her legs as she finally found the willpower to reach between her legs , grab his wrist with her free hand and pull it out, resting it back on his own leg again, but breathing deep and raggedly.

It took a few moments to compose herself as she struggled to get her breathing back under control and straightened out the hem of her skirt. When she finally looked back into Simon's eyes, she appeared to have recovered her equilibrium and calm. It was a disguise though because the hot furnace that was her pussy was still throbbing away incessantly between her legs, and her mind was a total jumble of contradictory thoughts and needs! He noticed that the hand she placed on his knee trembled as she spoke in short, jerky sentences.

"I'm just ... going into the bathroom Simon ... maybe ...you could follow in a few minutes ...there's something I need to ..."

To Simon, it all sounded very hesitant and confused, but she squeezed his knee encouragingly before getting up from the sofa, taking a deep breath and walking across the room to where a white door hid the large bathroom.

Simon hadn't had time to say anything. Not that he had any idea what to say himself! Everything had happened so fast! Or maybe it hadn't happened at all? Was his fantasising reaching the point where he couldn't distinguish between his dreams and reality? But the big erection in his pants and the memory of how she'd been fondling it suggested otherwise!

After a short while, he looked at his watch, realising that he hadn't any idea how long it had been since she'd gone. Couple of minutes? It must be. Time to follow her then. Really?!

He started to rise but then his eyes widened and he sat back down again, quickly! The sudden discomfort in his pants was a quick reminder that his erection wasn't going away any time soon and it was going to make getting to the bathroom difficult without looking like a cripple all the way! Someone was bound to spot his difficulty!

Someone already had. Well, kind of.

Guiltily, he looked quickly around to see who was watching him. He was relieved to see that the magazine staff were all still looking at the bed, on which Sharmi was languidly draped, whilst the photographer and Esmeralda discussed shooting angles. 'God but she looked sexy' he thought absently as she cupped her breasts to adjust the fit of the new bra. He was amazed at his capacity to even consider that after what had just happened, but he swallowed quickly when he realised that she was looking straight at him with a very speculative look on her face. He tried to smile back before quickly breaking eye contact.

That look had just piqued Sharmi's interest even more.

She'd seen how close Lizzie and Simon had been sitting together and wondered if something was going on, but it was hard to track them as the photographer kept moving her round for new shots. Cute as the young man looked, she'd have been surprised if her PA really was seriously interested in him, especially after the caustic break-up she'd had with her last boyfriend six months ago. When Lizzie had found out that the older guy that she'd fallen for and embarked on a hot love affair with, was really an investigative journalist, using her to try and get some dirt on Sharmi, she'd exploded with uncharacteristic rage. The devious man had felt the full range of her Taekwondo skills as the normally calm and reliable woman literally threw him, bruised and battered, out of her apartment!

Sharmi had been absolutely astonished when she'd heard, raced over to comfort her best friend who was nursing a broken heart, a large gin and sore kicking foot and been told in no uncertain terms that Lizzie was 'off men forever'!

She smiled at the thought, but her musing was interrupted as she watched Simon reach down for Lizzie's briefcase, lifting it up to his waist as he slowly stood up and, bending over as he appeared to look for something inside, shuffled awkwardly towards the back of the room. Sharmi's puzzled expression deepened but then she had to reluctantly turn away as the photographer called her to the other side of the bed.

Simon was so pleased with himself!

Picking up the briefcase and using it to shield the uncomfortably big bulge in his trousers had been an absolutely stonking brainwave! And having negotiated the trip to the bathroom door, all he had to do was open the door and go in. His hand closed around the shiny, chromed handle, and stopped! Jesus! What was he doing? Even more to the point, what was she doing?! Most of his actions so far had been instinctive, but he was suddenly aware that he had absolutely no idea what Lizzie felt about him, what state she might be in, or whether she really wanted him there at all, despite what she'd said.

He was suddenly wracked by doubts and a lot of apprehension. She might just see him and scream?!

But then he remembered her warm smiles, the way that she'd let him caress her legs, and the way that she'd fondled the big bulge in his pants. He took in a deep breath, twisted the handle and went in!

***** Simon Makes his Mark *****

The interior was all ivory and green, with big splashes of marble everywhere. He didn't really notice it much though, his gaze fixed straight away on the shapely young woman standing by the wash basin and staring into a big, wide mirror. Her head seemed drooped, bright, blonde hair hanging by her cheeks and her eyes seemed to be closed. Christ, he thought, was she crying?

He took a pace forward, and then stopped still as she raised her head and fixed him with a stare in the reflection of the mirror. He saw straight away that her bright, hazel eyes were sparkling, definitely not crying which was a relief, but also distinctly mysterious. He had no idea what her mood was. Then she turned to face him, giving him a hard stare and lifting one hand up towards him.

"This is all your fault you know!" she said, her stare hardening.

He was dumbstruck, not expecting anger, then his gaze flicked to her hand and the soft black bundle of material that it gripped. Hazily he suddenly realised that it was a pair of women's black, lacy panties.

"What...?" he spluttered.

"They're wet!" she continued sternly, "...and it's all your fault!"

"But...but..." he spluttered again, " ...oh!"

His sigh of relief was a result of her change of expression as a big wide smile softened Lizzie's features.

"Come here you numbskull and kiss me!"

That was clear enough. He dropped the briefcase by the door and staggered a couple of erection limited paces forwards and into her arms!

She pulled his head down to meet hers and their lips met, softly at first then quickly harder as their breathing deepened. They crushed their bodies together as the fire in their loins quickly reignited and set their hearts racing. Soon their tongues were sliding in and out of each other 's mouths and she had started to grind her hips into him, trapping the big bulge of his manhood just above her pussy and triggering a whole series of lust filled thoughts in her mind.

The musky aroma of her damp panties which she now held by his neck wafted into his nose and made him want her even more desperately. His hands were roaming over her back, sending electrical tingles up and down her spine, but then settled on her buttocks, kneading the soft flesh under her skirt and making her moan gently from the back of her throat. Then he suddenly realised that the presence of her panties in her hand could only mean one thing lower down.

Bare pussy!

But when his hand drifted down her thigh to drag the skirt higher she suddenly pulled back from his kiss. He was confused, shaking his head slightly as he looked into her lust filled eyes. She was gasping slightly, out of breath, but there was something that she just had to say.

"It's not me really...this I mean!"

Now he looked totally confused!

"So quickly I mean..." her eyes narrowed as she tried to express herself when her body was just crying out to be ravished.

"Look," she continued, taking a deep breath, " I just want you to know that I don't normally have sex with someone on a first date. I like to take things slowly...I'm not a slut ...It's important ... to me ...that you know that."

Then her eyes widened and she was looking confused as well.

"Christ, we haven't even been on a first date yet either! Just what have you done to me Simon??!"

She shook her head, but he reluctantly took his hand off of her ass, and cupped her cheek. His response brought a tear or two to her eyes.

"You'll never be a slut to me Lizzie...and I don't know what happened here either ... and I ... just like you I suppose ... I don't want to take advantage if you're not ready though."

For once he was amazed to find that he'd found the right words!

"Oh I'm ready alright!!" she responded throatily as she reached up and clamped her lips over his again, reigniting the smouldering kiss!

This time too there was no objection to his wandering hand reaching down, sliding under the hem of her black skirt and lifting it higher as his fingers traced their way back up the inside of her thigh, over her stockings until he felt the magical feel of soft bare flesh under his fingers again and started to head higher, towards the dark, smouldering junction where her pussy waited for him in electric anticipation!

The kiss had reduced in intensity now whilst both of them concentrated on the hot sensations triggered by his searching fingers as they inched towards their final goal. Her arms tightened around his neck as her arousal rose still higher, and then she eased her bum away from him and twisted slightly to give him better access. Then they both sighed in harmony as his fingertips found her pubic bush, rubbing over her mound for a few seconds before sliding downwards and searching out her juicy slit! When he ran his middle finger up and down the hot crevice, she thought that her legs were going to buckle as every nerve in her swollen labia went into hyper-drive!! It triggered some action of her own as well, her hand urgently searching between their bodies until she found and cupped that impressive bulge in his pants again!

"Oh My!" she gasped huskily as his body tensed even more at her touch.

"...Jeeeeeesus...I need that in me...Oh God, but do I need that thing fucking me!!" she continued breathing heavily as her mind conjured up devastating images of the coiled up monster penetrating her hot, inner depths!

As her fingers got busy desperately unfastening his belt, Simon's were busy delving deeper inside her slit, tracing their way along her juicy, inner folds and then around the firmer muscles at the entrance to her throbbing pink hole. He was tempted to just push them in, but first he had other plans. Her own hands paused on their quest to free his erection as she held her breath, willing his fingertips to rise higher. She'd have quite liked them to push straight into her hot depths herself, but when they headed up towards her clit she just froze in sweet anticipation and when they finally reached the right area and began to caress the supersensitive skin around that pulsating nub she could only sigh in exultation as her whole pussy seemed to explode with mind-numbing pleasure!

He was pleased at her reaction, and the way that she was literally clinging onto his neck to keep from collapsing to the floor! It encouraged him to spend some time assaulting the sensitive area around her clit, rubbing enthusiastically and occasionally flicking at the small erection as she moaned and sighed in appreciation, her arousal levels almost reaching stratospheric levels! Eventually though, the instinct to get inside her won out and he let his fingertips slide back down, finding her little pink hole again, enjoying the feel of her juices literally running over them as he pushed inwards.

She groaned again a she felt two fingers force their way inside her hot vagina, her muscles gripping them tightly as they wriggled their way deeper and began to explore her inner depths. It reminded her that she had unfinished business of her own and she tried to ignore the hot sensations that he was stirring between her legs as her hands fumbled with his slacks and then, with a sigh of satisfaction, she had her hands inside his pants, easing out the hot monster between his legs and drawing it out.

"Mmmmmmm" she sighed as she let her hands caress the full, impressive length of it, "soooooo big!"

"Oh God, but that feels good!" he gasped as she worked on him, her hands one minute caressing the whole throbbing length of his mighty erection, and then wrapping around and squeezing him!"

This time it was his turn to wobble slightly as his excitement built! He knew instinctively that he couldn't stand much more of that treatment though.

"I need to fuck!" he gasped desperately.

She looked him straight in the eye, her own lust filled gaze an answer in itself.

"So do I!! Quickly, hard!!" she added urgently, all restraint gone.

He reluctantly withdrew his fingers from the furnace that was her vagina, pausing briefly to run them up against her clit a few more times, and distracting her with a whole new surge of pleasure signals.

By the time that she'd got her wits back together, he'd pushed her up against the sink basin and was dragging her skirt up around her waist. Then he got his hands under her bum cheeks and lifter her bodily onto the edge of the basin, just at the right height for him. She co-operated by spreading her legs out wide, and making him gasp in amazement at the sight in front of him.