Life after the Lottery Ch. 79

"This feels incredible...ahhhhhh!"

"Now you feel all the wonderful texture you are feeling now. Stimulating you deeply. Giving you pleasure...more than you have ever felt. Then...when you want your orgasm to grow and grow until you are ready to let go and explode, you will say out loud to yourself, "I'm ready to come." But you only say that when you have felt all the pleasure you desire. And when you say that, your arousal will grow slowly but intensely, deeper and deeper inside your body and inside your mind, but you will not come. You want that pleasure to grow and grow so your mind and your body can feel the sensations filling you and saturating your entire body for as long as you desire. Just like now...your pleasure is the feelings and sensations, not the muscle contractions of an orgasm."

"Ohhhhhhh..."

"Say it, Tracey."

"I'm ready to come..."

"Yes, Tracey, feel it. Feel the pleasure and the sensation running through your mind and body. Can you feel it?"

"Yes!"

"Okay. Now say it again. "I'm ready to come." "

"I'm ready to come!"

"Great, Tracey! Now let it flow through you and all of your body. You will begin to tremble as your orgasm grows and grows."

I felt her body slowly start trembling. As she slowly worked her pussy, she gently trembled.

"Your body is shaking and tensing. You need to come. You need to come so hard and so long..."

"Ahhhhhhh!"

"But your mind and body will not let go of the orgasm until you feel hot cum hit your insides. Do you understand?"

"Yessssss...ahhhhh!"

"You need to come! You need to come so bad! Your body is shaking. Your mind is full of nothing but pleasure...but...you have to hold on until you feel hot cum hit your insides, Tracey!"

"Ahhhhhh!!"

I could feel her energy and her body nearing the peak of pleasure and the top of her orgasm approaching.

"Oh, fuck! I need to come!! I need to come!!"

"Let go, Tracey! Let go of the massive orgasm that has built inside of you. Bigger than you have ever had!!"

I closed my eyes and felt all of her energy.

"I need to come!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" She screamed, and her orgasm began as she jerked.

I grabbed her energy and held it tight as her body shook from her orgasm.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" She screamed as she jerked over and over as I held her at the top of her orgasm.

Her energy was tearing through her body as it jerked and convulsed. The sexual arousal running through her mind and body was incredible. I held her at that point as her mind consumed all the pleasure.

"Tracey! Say I need to come!!"

"I need to come!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!"

She began to shiver, and I held her there. She struggled to keep screaming.

I closed my eyes and absorbed the wonderful energy she had as she climaxed over and over.

"I...need...to...coooome!!!"

I let go and began pumping cum into her hot insides.

"Ohhhhhhh goooood!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuck!!!"

I held her thighs as she jerked over and over and screamed. I was still pumping cum into her.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!"

Her jerks turned into deep ones about every second.

"Fuuuuuuuuck!!!" She screamed, and I was hit with a huge burst of energy as I let all of hers go.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" She let out in a long scream.

We both shook and jerked...even I got lightheaded. Her orgasm felt wonderful as I absorbed it as I came hard.

I felt Tracey lying on top of me now. I managed to get my arms up and wrap them around her.

"Tracey..."

Nothing, and I didn't have the energy to call her name again.

"Tracey!" I heard Dawn exclaim as she shook her. "Tracey!"

I wasn't sure I was even conscious as I listened to Dawn yelling at Tracey.

I felt cold water running around her body and over mine.

"Tracey! Wake up!" Dawn yelled.

"...uuuuuuuuuu..." I heard Tracey groan.

"Tracey! You need to wake up!" Dawn exclaimed as she poured more water on her back.

"...uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." came out in a long moan.

"That's it, Tracey! Wake up!"

"...ohhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Better, now open your eyes."

"...what..."

"Open your eyes and look at me, Tracey."

"...what?"

"That's it. Look at me."

"What?"

"Better. Just lay there."

Dawn went into the bathroom, and Tracey lifted her head to look at me.

"...wow..." her body trembled for a second, and she put her head back down.

"See if you can sit up," Dawn said to her now that she had another bottle of cold water.

Dawn helped her sit. She looked at me, lost for a moment.

"Drink some water," Dawn said.

She took the water and drank a little.

"What did you do to me..."

"What did it feel like?" I asked.

"Oh...my...god...I felt like I had an orgasm for...five minutes."

"You did," Dawn said.

"What?"

"I told you he was special," Dawn said with a smile.

"That wasn't just special. That felt incredible. Wow..."

Her body trembled again.

"Damn..." She drank some water. "I think I passed out from that orgasm."

"You did," Dawn said.

"No shit?"

"It happens."

"It has never happened to me, Dawn."

"You have never had an orgasm like that."

"You are right. Do you?"

"It has happened to me many times!"

Tracey looked at both of us and smiled.

"Is this what you were telling me he can do?"

"Yes. That is some of it."

"How?"

"Let's just say it is the power of suggestion," Dawn replied. "If you remember all the things he told you to do when you are having sex, you can make it happen again."

"I...don't think so... Did you hypnotize me, James?"

"Sort of, but what I really did was just lead you through something you can do on your own."

"We'll have to do that again, then!"

Her body trembled again.

"Fuck! I'm still having waves of an orgasm running through me!"

Dawn giggled.

"I have never felt an orgasm last that long. It seemed like five minutes."

"It was more like ten," Dawn said.

"You were watching?"

"Watching and waiting. Most of the women we...uh...he does that with will pass out. I just make sure you are okay."

"Geez. You started to say we. Can you do that to a woman, Dawn?"

"Yes. I just haven't done it to you...yet!"

"Oh! Please do!"

We all laughed then Samantha and Amy came in and sat on the bed.

"Can you two do that too?" Tracey asked them.

"Not quite that good yet," Samantha said with a smile.

"You know...I have faked some huge orgasms on camera...much longer than that one could have lasted...but...I can't believe I came that hard for that long. It couldn't have been ten minutes, you guys."

"Oh, it was," Dawn said. "How tired do you feel?"

Tracey thought for a minute.

"Not tired...just...spent."

Her body trembled again.

"Fuck!" We laughed.

"You may need to take a nap," Dawn said.

"I'm good."

"Do you remember all of it?" I asked.

"I remember I felt like my body was going to explode with pleasure...or my brain! I just felt wave after wave of an orgasm running through me...from my toes to the top of my head. Wow."

"That is what you are supposed to feel," I told her.

"James, can you do that to all women?"

"Not all of them."

"And all I have to do is say those things...and it will happen again?

"Maybe. You'll need more practice," I said.

"Okay!"

We all laughed again.

"Come on, girls. Let's go start lunch," Dawn said, and they left the room.

"Lunch? What time is it?" Tracey asked.

"11:45."

Tracey was still sitting on my cock as she sipped more water.

"James...there has got to be more to that than just the power of suggestion. You didn't slip me any drugs, did you?"

"Of course not."

"That felt so fucking incredible."

Her body trembled again.

"Oh, shit...what is going on?"

"The medical explanation? Your nerves are just firing."

"Wow. James, you have to tell me how you do that. I know it is more than just thinking about it."

"Maybe later. I'm going to start working on your prints."

"Can I help?"

"Are you okay to do that?"

"Sure."

She moved off my cock, and we got up and went to the bathroom and cleaned up.

"Here, put a robe on. My darkroom can be a little cool."

She put on a robe, and I grabbed some shorts and a shirt. We went down the stairs and to my darkroom.

"Do you do a lot of photography?"

"Yes. It has always been my hobby. When we won all the money and made plans to build the house, I designed this room and another that holds a color print processor."

"I love all the photos you have hanging up. Do you take ones like that for other people?"

"Dawn and I also have a limited "Lingerie" photo business. We only do it for special people. They don't have to worry about prints ending up on the internet from some guy making them at the photo lab."

"That's good."

"And expensive."

"Why? You don't need the money?"

"I don't want to be doing it all the time."

"What do you charge?"

"$10,000."

"Damn!"

"That is what I tell them. If they are willing to pay...we may or may not charge them that much."

"I really like that one of Linda naked on the Ferrari."

"We also own a ladieswear store with Linda. She sells high-fashion clothes. We own the swimsuit and lingerie part."

"Oh! Maybe you can take me tomorrow, and I can get a discount!" She said and laughed. "The store must be doing well if she can afford a Ferrari." I laughed.

"That is not her Ferrari. We are giving that one away at the store."

"You must be doing well!"

"I hope so!"

"How old is she?"

"A little over 30."

"Wow, that rich and so young."

"Her parents were killed in a car wreck a few years back, and she had to take over suddenly."

While we were talking, I was cutting up the film and getting it all ready to proof.

"I am going to turn off the white lights."

I started laying film on photo paper to make proofsheets. I made about twenty, and we tossed them in the developer tray. Tracey was watching them appear while I made about ten more.

"Hey, some of those look great."

We talked while I finished. It took me about an hour. I had instructed her on how to take the prints out of one tray and put them in the others as I kept working.

"How many did you take!"

"Enough, I hope."

"These would have looked nice in color. Do you shoot color?"

"Yes, but I like black and white. The great thing about a black and white print is that 100 years from now, it will still look new. Color won't. Color fades eventually."

"Didn't know that."

I had proof sheets from all the film finally as we talked, and they were all in the wash water. I turned the white lights back on and began pulling them out of the water.

"Wow! Those do look hot!" She said.

I began taking some of them out to the other room and laying the wet prints on a table with towels on it. Tracey was looking over all of them until I had the table covered. I picked up my red wax pen and began looking. I had a lot from the 4 X 5 inch negatives and about 10 rolls from my other camera. I began picking them up and looking at them and drawing X's through some of the prints.

"What are you doing?"

"Marking out the ones I don't want."

"How can you tell from that small print?"

"Lots of practice."

After 15 minutes, I had about 10 I had circled to print.

"Look at the ones that are circled and see which ones you like."

She looked for a few minutes and picked out five. I was looking closer at the ones I had shot with the camera lying on her legs.

"Those do look good," she said, looking over my shoulder.

"They need some work when I print them. I like this one on your back and this one on your stomach," I said and showed them to her.

"I do too."

"Which one do you want to print first?"

"This one," she said, pointing to the one with her lying on her back.

"Let's make a test print."

We went back into the darkroom, and I loaded that negative in my enlarger. I raised it so the print would be long and cropped on a piece of 20 X 24 paper for a test print.

"Lights are going out."

I turned the white lights off, and only the yellow safelight was on. I moved the borders around on my big paper holder and then got out the piece of equipment that helped me focus it accurately. I used a little meter I had that would get me in the ballpark on exposure and set the timer, then put a piece of 8 X 10 paper on the easel for a test and exposed it, then ran it through all the trays of chemicals and put it in the water and turned on the lights.

I pulled it out of the water and looked at it for a minute.

"Now what?" She asked.

"Adjust the exposure and make a big one for a test."

I made some changes to the timer and turned off the white lights and loaded a big piece of paper and exposed it and ran it through the chemicals and put it in the wash, and turned the lights back on.

"Wow!" Came from Tracey when she saw it.

"Looks pretty good," I said.

I let it wash for a few minutes, then pulled it out.

"Let's look at it under regular lights," I said.

We went to my room with full lights, and I put it on the table.

"Damn, James! That is hot!"

"I like it!"

We looked it over for a few minutes. I checked up close to make sure it was all in focus, then began circling places on it with my yellow wax pen.

"What are you circling?"

"Areas that need to be darkened. I can do that when it is printed."

It was close, but I wanted to darken the background to black around her body. I needed to darken the areas on her nipples too. I circled and wrote numbers on the print.

"Let's try again."

"You two come and eat first," Dawn said from the stairs.

We went upstairs. Lunch was on the table, and we sat with the girls.

"Making those prints is fascinating," Tracey said.

"I like doing it. It takes some years of practice to get good at it. Now that I have a huge darkroom, I can make nice big prints."

"How big can you go?"

"I have made some 4 foot by 6 foot prints from some larger 8 X 10 negatives. They are hanging up in the store."

"Well, you are going to have to take me there so I can get a discount!"

"We will!" Samantha exclaimed.

While we ate, we told Tracey about the store and getting it all set up.

"Sounds like your store is going to be a big hit."

"Business is growing."

"Now we get to go to Europe for the fashion shows as a tax write-off!" Amy exclaimed.

"That will be nice. Do you own part of it?"

"It's split between the four of us," Samantha added. "Maybe you can model for us if we have another fashion show?"

"Just let me know when!"

Amy and Samantha told her about the lingerie and swimsuit part of the store.

When we finished, we went back into the darkroom. I adjusted my timer just a little, then blew air on the negative to try and get any dust off. With only the yellow light on, I turned on the enlarger and made sure I had the print cropped right. I had hung my test print on the wall, so I could see my circles and numbers under the yellow light. I put in a large piece of paper and made the first exposure. I then grabbed some cardboard cutouts I used to block parts of prints as I darkened the rest and made several additional exposures to do what is called burning and dodging on the print.

"Let's see what we have," I said as I slid the large print into the tray of developing chemicals.

"This is fascinating."

I rocked the tray a little as we watched the image come to life. Once it was complete, I took it out and put it in two more trays, and waited a few minutes before I turned the white lights back on.

"Oh, my!" Tracey said when I turned on the lights.

The print did look good.

"I'll let that wash a few minutes while I set up something else."

I grabbed a big bottle of chemicals and another big tray and went to my other room and filled it, then went back into the darkroom and pulled the print out of the wash water. We took it out under regular lights and looked.

"That is awesome, James!"

"I guess you like this one, then."

"I do!"

I laid it on the table and looked at it for a few minutes, and made some more circles with numbers. It didn't need much more work.

"The way you have the lit is wonderful. Just enough showing, so it is sensuous."

"Thank you. Let's try again," I said and took the print back into the darkroom and hung it up so I could see it.

I loaded another large piece of black and white photo paper and went through the process again with the new changes. I ran it through all the chemicals and put it in the wash water, and waited a few minutes before turning on the lights.

I pushed the button on the intercom.

"Hey, Dawn. Can you come and look at a print?"

I pulled the print out of the water and took it out under the lights. Dawn was coming down the stairs with the girls.

"Wow, that looks good, honey," Dawn said.

"It does!" Came from Amy.

We all looked over the print for a few minutes. Dawn pointed out a few places, and I wrote on the print with my yellow wax pen.

"I think that is all it needs," Dawn said.

"There is sure a lot more to this than I thought," Tracey said.

"Black and white photography like this really is an art. Let's try again."

Tracey and I went back into the darkroom. I made one more print and left it in the wash water as we went back out.

"I'll let that one complete washing. We can go get something to drink."

Tracey and I went upstairs. I grabbed some bottles of water.

"That is more work than I ever thought."

"For these types of prints, it is a little more work. After that one washes, I am going to try something I think will really make it stand out. If you like it, these will be the ones you sign and number."

"Great."

We talked for a bit, then went back and pulled the print out of the water. I took it to the room with the lights and my other tray of chemicals and looked it over closely.

"I think we got it," I said.

I took the print and slid it into the other tray, and began slowly rocking the tray back and forth.

"What are you doing now?" She asked.

"You'll see."

This would take about ten minutes. Tracey watched as I rocked the tray.

"Oh...wow..."

Once the process was finished, I pulled the print out and carefully carried it back to the wash water.

"James? What did that do?"

"That was gold toner. Black and white prints actually have silver in the material and the film. That toner slowly replaces some of the silver with actual gold. That is the slightly golden look. I like the gold highlights it makes."

We were looking at the print in the water.

"And the gold doesn't wash off?

"No. It is part of the paper now. It needs to wash for a while. Let's make some more prints."

I left the yellow lights on and went through the exposure process, and made a dozen more prints. That took about half an hour. Once the last one was in the wash water, I turned on the lights.

"I think we should limit this print to ten of the gold-toned ones. You can sign them. I'll make twenty-five more that are not toned gold, and they will just be limited editions. I'll probably poly-tone them."

I pulled the gold-toned one out of the water and took it in the other room to dry.

"That is really a great photo."

"Thanks. The others need to wash about ten more minutes, then I will gold-tone them. You don't have to stay and watch."

"Oh, I want to watch! And that actually adds real gold to the print?"

"Very real gold. That two-gallon bottle of gold toner right there is over $600."

"Wow."

We went back upstairs while the others washed.

"Amy, you want to help us," I said.

"Sure."

"I have ten prints that need to be gold-toned. You have watched me do that before. You can gold tone them while we make twenty-five more."

"Okay."

We went back down, and I got a couple more big trays out and set them up for something else. I explained to Amy how to tone them for ten minutes and how to rock the tray, then pull them out and put them in the tray of water. Once she had that started, we went into the darkroom and made about thirty more prints. That took a little over an hour until the last one was in the wash water. We went out to check on Amy.