Bubbly Strangers

我踏进光线昏暗的摄影棚那一刻，目光就锁定了她。埃琳娜赤脚站在那儿，身上一条真丝吊带裙像第二层皮肤一样紧贴着她的曲线，深色长发垂在一侧肩头，乳头已经隔着薄薄的布料挺立起来。我们之间的张力噼啪作响，浓烈得像新鲜百合和皮革背景布的气味。

她是个陌生人，和我一样，是临时受雇来拍这组香槟主题写真的。客户想要两位模特拍出撩人的产品照，而导演已经撂挑子走了。现在只剩我们俩，摄影棚的门锁着，道具散落一地：一张天鹅绒贵妃椅、几只水晶香槟杯，还有一个冰桶，里面冰着一瓶年份香槟，桶壁正冒着水珠。

"“嗨……我是马库斯，”我说道，声音已经沙哑。她的目光落到我合身黑色长裤的凸起上时，我的鸡巴抽动了一下。"

埃琳娜笑了，缓慢而邪魅，咬着下唇。“埃琳娜。你看起来已经想跳过拍照了。”

导演助理只给我们留下了简单的指示：与香槟亲密摆姿，拍出性感。但房间里的热度另有打算。埃琳娜以挑逗的扭动拔出瓶塞，泡沫溢过她的手指。她舔净一根手指，目光始终未离开我。

“Fuck, that’s hot,” I muttered, stepping closer. Desire surged fast, no warm-up needed. I grabbed the bottle, poured a thin stream down her neck. The cold bubbles raced over her collarbone, soaking the silk until it turned sheer, her hard nipples begging for attention.

She gasped, arching into it. “Marcus… pour more. I want to feel it everywhere.”

I tilted the bottle again, letting champagne cascade between her breasts, down her belly, until it dripped from the hem of her slip onto her bare thighs. The wet silk clung obscenely. Elena moaned low, the sound vibrating through me.

“摸我，”她低声说，声音沙哑。“现在。别为了镜头装模作样。”

My hands were on her in seconds. I yanked the soaked slip over her head, tossing it aside. Her tits were full and perfect, champagne glistening on her skin. I bent, sucking a nipple into my mouth, tasting the crisp, tart bubbles mixed with her salt. She cried out, fingers tangling in my hair.

“Yes… like that. Suck harder.”

我照做了，换到另一侧乳房，同时空着的那只手滑到她双腿之间。她的小穴早已湿透，不只是因为香槟。两根手指毫无预兆地插进她滑腻的火热之中。艾琳娜猛地顶向我，内壁紧紧收缩。

“哦天哪，你的手指好粗，”她喘着气，向下研磨。“再深一点，马库斯。用它们操我。”

The chaise was right there. I pushed her back onto it, spreading her thighs wide. Champagne bottle in one hand, I poured a steady stream directly onto her exposed clit. She shrieked with pleasure as the fizzing liquid hit her sensitive nub, bubbles popping against her folds.

“Shit, that’s intense… don’t stop,” she begged, hips rolling frantically.

我放下酒瓶，释放出我的阴茎，粗壮青筋盘绕，已经渗着前液。我跪到她双腿之间，用龟头在她浸满香槟的阴唇间磨蹭，挑逗着她的入口。

“Tell me you want this dick,” I growled, voice low and commanding.

“I want it. Fill me, stranger. Fuck my wet pussy hard.”

第一下我就深深顶入，把每一寸都埋进她紧致湿滑的小穴里。我们身体撞击的湿响和她的呻吟声混在一起。埃琳娜的双腿缠上我的腰，我猛烈抽插，躺椅在身下吱嘎作响。每一次挺进都让她的奶子弹跳，香槟酒珠飞溅。

“Harder! Yes, right there… your cock is stretching me so good,” she gasped between breaths.

I flipped her suddenly, pulling out only long enough to turn her onto all fours. Her juicy ass lifted high, pussy dripping a mix of her juices and champagne onto the velvet. I slammed back in from behind, one hand fisting her hair, the other slapping her ass with sharp smacks that echoed.

“Fuck, your cunt is gripping me like a vice,” I groaned. The angle let me hit deeper, her walls fluttering around my shaft.

Elena pushed back to meet every thrust, voice breaking. “I’m gonna cum… don’t slow down. Pound me!”

她的高潮像浪潮般袭来，小穴疯狂痉挛，喷出一股热流，浸湿了我的蛋蛋和躺椅。我继续不停地操她，节奏毫不留情，直到我自己的高潮像火一样积聚。

With a guttural moan I pulled out at the last second, stroking fast. Thick ropes of cum splashed across her ass and lower back, mixing with the sticky champagne. Elena collapsed forward, trembling, a satisfied smile on her lips.

We lay tangled for long minutes, breathing hard, the studio reeking of sex, alcohol, and sweat. Eventually I fetched two fresh flutes, poured what remained of the bottle.

Morning light filtered through the high windows as we sat on the floor sharing coffee from a thermos the assistant had left. Elena’s hair was a wild mess, my shirt draped over her shoulders. She glanced at me over the rim of her mug, eyes sparkling with leftover heat and a hint of shy amusement.

“那么……下周同一时间再来一次‘拍摄’？”她问道，语气里带着挑逗。

I grinned, reaching to trace a finger along her bare knee. “Only if there’s more champagne involved.”

她轻声笑了，那声音温暖而充满期待。我们偷偷交换的眼神表明，我们俩都知道，这不会是两个陌生人最后一次把一份简单的摄影棚工作变成某种美味而淫秽的事情。