フォトシューティングの賭け

私はいつも写真スタジオなんて、ライトと小道具がたくさんある白い箱だと思っていた。でも今日、それは自分で仕掛けた罠に変わった。

"Okay, you win," I muttered, standing in the middle of the room wearing nothing but jeans. The key light hit my chest, picking out every breath. "So shoot, if that's what you want."

Anna stood by the tripod in a flimsy summer dress that barely covered her thighs. Her dark hair was yanked into a messy ponytail, and her eyes glittered with that victorious hunger. We'd made the bet a week ago: if she beat me at pool out at the cabin, I'd let her do a "special" shoot with me. Just the two of us. No husband. No filters.

"Not 'shoot,' Jake," she corrected softly, stepping closer. Her bare feet padded across the wood floor. "Say, 'undress for me.' Out loud."

I swallowed. Her perfume—sweet, with a hit of vanilla and something warm and female—was already clouding my head.

"Undress for me..." I breathed.

アンナは、私の腹の奥がきゅっと締め付けられるような笑みを浮かべた。彼女はカメラを手に取ったが、撮影は始めなかった。代わりに、まっすぐ私のところへ歩み寄り、手のひらを私の胸に平らに押し当てた。彼女の指は熱かった。

"You're trembling," she whispered. "Are you scared, or already turned on?"

"Both," I admitted, feeling my cock start to harden against the denim.

彼女はゆっくりと私のジーンズのボタンを外した。ジッパーが静かな金属音を立てて下りる。アンナはしゃがみ込み、ジーンズとボクサーを一緒に引き下ろした。私のペニスが勢いよく飛び出す——半勃ちで、先端にはつややかな我慢汁の玉が光っていた。

"God, you're beautiful," she breathed from below. "I've imagined this so many times, all of us sitting around the same table. And now it's mine. At least for today."

Her breath burned my skin. Anna ran her tongue along the whole length, from base to tip, unhurried, like she was tasting me. I groaned and fisted a hand in her hair.

"Anna... are you really going to do this?"

"I want you, Jake," she murmured, kissing the head. "I've wanted you for two years. And you always acted like you didn't notice the way I watched you. Tonight you lost the bet. And I'm not stopping."

それから彼女は私のものを完全に口に含み、根元まで一気に咥え込んだ。温かく湿った唇が私の幹にきつく巻きつく。カメラは床に忘れ去られたままだった。アンナは柔らかな激しさで私をしゃぶり、舌を亀頭に絡め、睾丸を舐め上げ、再び深く飲み込んだ。唾液が私のペニスを伝い、彼女の顎から滴り落ちた。彼女の喘ぐような吐息と乱れた呼吸のリズムが聞こえてきた。

"Take off the dress," I rasped. "I want to see all of you."

Anna stood up and pulled the dress over her head in one smooth motion. Underneath, she was naked. Only smooth, sun-gilded skin, heavy tits with dark swollen nipples, and a neat strip of hair above her pussy. She was already soaked—I could see the shine of her wetness along her inner thighs.

"Lie down on the backdrop," she whispered, nodding to the soft gray sweep we used for portraits.

I did. Anna climbed on top, lining me up and then sinking down inch by inch onto my cock. Her pussy was hot, tight, and ridiculously wet. She seated herself fully, and we both let out long, broken moans.

"Oh, fuck," she breathed. "You're so thick... you fill me completely..."

Her tits swayed in front of my face. I caught one nipple in my mouth, sucked and nipped while she began to rock her hips. Anna picked up speed, the sounds of sex filling the studio—skin slapping, her whimpers, my ragged breaths.

"Look at me," she demanded, leaning down close. Her eyes were half-lidded, lips parted. "Look at me while I ride you... while your wife never knows."

私は彼女の引き締まった尻を掴み、さらに強く押し下げた。彼女は震え始め、ストロークのたびにクリトリスが私の恥骨に擦れた。そして背中を反らせ、私を締め付けながら叫んだ——長く、生々しい叫びだった。彼女の膣は脈打ち、熱い液体が私の腹と背景に溢れ出した。彼女は潮を吹き、私のペニスの周りに迸らせた。

"I'm coming... Jake, I'm coming on your cock!" she wailed, still grinding.

I couldn't hold on. I flipped her onto her back, shoved back inside her deep and hard. Now I fucked her, staring into her eyes. Her legs locked around my waist, her nails raking down my back.

「私の中に来て」彼女はキスの合間にささやいた。「お願い…あなたの熱い精液で私を満たしてほしいの…」

A few more powerful strokes and I exploded. My cock unloaded in thick jets deep inside her. Anna clutched me, shaking, kissing my neck, my mouth, my shoulder.

私たちは長い間、繋がったまま横たわっていた。彼女の中でちんぽがゆっくりと萎えていき、精液が背景布に滴り落ちた。

「あれは人生で最高の負け賭けだったよ」と私は静かに言い、彼女の汗ばんだ背骨を指でなぞった。

アンナは微笑んで、私の口元にキスをしました。

"Then next time I'll win again. And we'll do it again. Except this time... I want you to film me coming all over your cock."

"Deal," I whispered, feeling the hunger already stirring again.