レンズの中の人形

The studio smelled of coffee and the warm plastic of the softboxes. I stood by the white cyclorama in a short silk robe that barely covered my thighs. My husband was away on a business trip, and his best friend, Alex, had offered to help with a photoshoot for my portfolio.

"You're especially..." He didn't finish, just ran his eyes over me with something forbidden already burning in them. I felt my nipples tighten instantly under the thin fabric.

We started with simple poses. I turned, smiled, but every time Alex came over to adjust the light or the angle of my body, his fingers lingered on my skin a little longer than necessary.

"Lisa, turn your head a little to the left... just like that," he whispered, standing way too close. His breath brushed my ear and a shiver ran down my spine. I accidentally grazed his thigh with my hand as I adjusted my robe, and felt his cock already hardening under his jeans.

"Alex... that was an accident," I breathed, but I didn't pull away. Instead my fingers drifted higher on their own, tracing the outline of his hard-on through the denim.

He went still, then laughed softly, low in his throat.

"An accident? You've been staring at my crotch instead of my eyes for five minutes. I can see your knees shaking, doll."

The word "doll" landed so intimately that I bit my lip. He'd always called me that as a joke around my husband. Now there was nothing joking about it.

Alex set the camera on a timer and stepped right up against me. His palm landed on my waist, slid slowly under my robe, and gripped my ass. I gasped.

"Easy..." he whispered right against my lips. "Just tell me if you want to stop. But I can see you're already wet."

Instead of answering, I reached for him and kissed him. The kiss came out hungry, almost desperate. His tongue pushed straight into my mouth, teasing, exploring, while his hands pulled the robe off me. The silk dropped to my feet and I stood completely naked under the bright studio lights.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous..." it slipped out of him. He ran his palms over my breasts, pinched my nipples between his fingers until I arched into him. I unbuttoned his shirt, dragged my nails down his chest, went lower, and finally wrapped my hand around his hot, heavy cock through his jeans.

"Get undressed," I whispered against his lips. "I want all of you."

Alex stripped fast. His cock stood straight up, the head already glistening with precum. He pressed my back against the cold studio wall, lifted one of my legs, and ran his fingers through my wet lips.

"So slippery... all wet for me, doll?" His voice was low, vibrating. Two fingers slid into me easily, and a third found my clit right away and started circling until I was losing my mind.

I moaned into his neck, bit his earlobe.

"Yes... Alex, please... just fuck me already."

He spun me to face the wall, bent me forward a little, and drove into me in one long thrust. I cried out at the fullness. His cock stretched me from the inside, filled me all the way. Alex started moving slowly, deeply, hitting that sensitive spot inside with every stroke.

"That's it... feel how I'm filling you up?" he whispered in my ear, one hand squeezing my breast, the other gripping my hip. "Your husband doesn't even know what a hot little slut you really are..."

"Don't talk about him..." I breathed, but the words only turned me on more. I started pushing back myself, impaling myself on his thick cock.

He sped up. Skin slapping against skin filled the studio. The camera kept clicking on its timer, capturing every thrust. I imagined us watching these shots together later, and the thought sent the first wave of orgasm crashing through me.

"I'm gonna... Alex, I'm coming!" I groaned.

"Come, doll, squeeze my cock with that pussy," he growled and fucked me harder.

My legs shook, wetness ran down my thighs. The orgasm was so strong I almost collapsed. Alex caught me, pulled out, and turned me to face him.

"On your knees," he said quietly.

I dropped down obediently. His cock, slick with my juices, was right in front of my face. I took him between my lips and started sucking deep, working him with my hand. Alex buried his fingers in my hair but didn't push, just held on.

"Good... just like that, deeper... I'm gonna come in your mouth if you let me."

I looked up into his eyes and nodded without letting his cock out of my mouth. He groaned, the cock in my hand twitched, and hot streams of cum hit my tongue. I swallowed every last drop, still sucking gently until he started trembling from sensitivity.

We were both breathing hard. Alex lifted me up, hugged me, and kissed me completely differently now—soft, slow. We sank onto the plush ottoman in the corner of the studio. He covered me with his jacket and pulled me close.

"That was insane," he whispered into my hair. His fingers stroked my back gently.

"The sweetest insanity of my life," I answered just as quietly, tracing a nail down his chest. "And you know... I don't regret a single second."

"Me neither. But now you're officially my personal doll. Only for these walls and only when it's just the two of us."

I smiled into his shoulder, feeling the warmth of desire starting to build again inside me. The camera kept quietly clicking, capturing our embrace. We both knew this was only the beginning.