蒸汽与肌肤
The heat hit my skin the second we stepped into the bathhouse. I'm a photographer, and I could already feel sweat crawling down my back. She—Lada, my model—stood across from me in nothing but a short towel, her eyes gleaming in a way that made my mouth go dry.
"Remember what we agreed on... this doesn't mean anything," she whispered, dragging a finger across my chest like she was testing just how hard I already was.
"I remember," I rasped, unable to tear my gaze from her wet lips. "But you're looking at me like you want to swallow me whole."
Lada smiled, slowly untying her towel. The fabric fell away, revealing full tits with hard nipples and smooth skin already slick with steam. My hands moved on their own, reaching for her. My fingers slid along her waist, pulling her closer. We both knew it was a lie—"it doesn't mean anything." The hunger in the air was thicker than the steam.
"You're so fucking needy today," I breathed against her neck, kissing her damp skin. "I've been thinking about fucking you here since this morning."
"Then stop thinking," she laughed softly, pressing her hips against my already rock-hard cock. "Do it. I'm wet from more than just the steam."
Her hand wrapped around my shaft, stroking up and down slowly while I groaned. We sank down onto the wide wooden bench. Lada lay back, spreading her legs, and I could see her pussy already glistening with arousal. I ran my fingers along her inner thighs, then brushed her clit—she arched up with a quiet moan.
"Deeper..." she whispered, grabbing a fistful of my hair. "I want to feel you inside me."
I pushed into her slowly, savoring every inch. Her cunt was hot, tight, and so fucking wet. Lada wrapped her legs around me, pulling me in deeper, and we started moving together. Every thrust was accompanied by wet sounds and her soft moans.
"Oh god, yes... just like that," she breathed into my ear, nibbling my lobe. "You're so hard... fuck me gentle but rough... I'm your needy little model today."
I picked up the pace, one hand squeezing her tit, the other gripping her firm ass. Sweat mixed with her juices, dripping down our bodies. We flipped—now she was on top. Lada moved in slow, circular motions, rising almost all the way off before sinking back down to the base of my cock. Her hair stuck to her wet back, her tits bouncing with each movement.
"Look at me..." she gasped, speeding up. "See how much I want you? How I'm dripping all over you?"
I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed her hips and started thrusting up to meet her every move. Lada threw her head back, her moans getting louder, more broken.
"I'm gonna... don't stop..." she cried out, her voice shaking.
她的身体绷紧，小穴紧紧夹住我的肉棒，她先到了高潮——漫长、甜美，全身颤抖。我几乎紧随其后，把滚烫的精液深深射进她体内。我们僵在那里，喘着气，在浓重的蒸汽中紧紧贴在一起。
Lada leaned down, kissed me on the lips, and whispered with a sly smile:
"So... is this still 'nothing'?"
“绝不可能，”我答道，感觉到那股饥渴已经开始再次涌动。
她用一根手指沿着我的胸膛滑下，眼睛再次亮了起来。
"Then... how about we shoot a few more frames? Except this time, no towels—and with a proper sequel."