The Photoshoot Bet

I always thought a photo studio was just a white box with lights and a bunch of props. But today it turned into a trap I'd set for myself.

"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.

“给我脱掉衣服……”我低声说。

安娜笑了笑，那笑容让我腹中深处一阵发紧。她拿起相机，却没有开始拍。相反，她径直走到我面前，把手掌平贴在我的胸口。她的手指滚烫。

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

“两个都要，”我承认道，感觉鸡巴隔着牛仔裤开始变硬。

She slowly undid the button on my jeans. The zipper came down with a quiet metallic hiss. Anna dropped to her haunches, tugging my jeans and boxers down together. My cock sprang free—half-hard, with a glossy bead of precum glistening at the tip.

“天哪，你真美，”她从下方喘息道。“我想象过这么多次，我们所有人围坐在同一张桌子旁。现在它是我的了。至少今天是。”

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."

Then she took me into her mouth completely, all the way down to the root. Warm, wet lips wrapped tight around my shaft. The camera lay forgotten on the floor beside us. Anna sucked me with soft intensity, swirling her tongue around the glans, lapping at my balls, then swallowing me deep again. Saliva ran down my cock and dripped off her chin. I could hear her moaning, the rhythm of her breathing ragged.

“脱掉裙子，”我沙哑地说。“我想看看你的全部。”

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.

我照做了。安娜爬到我身上，对准位置，然后一寸一寸地沉下身子，吞入我的鸡巴。她的小穴滚烫、紧致，而且湿得离谱。她完全坐到底，我们俩同时发出长长的、破碎的呻吟。

"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.

“看着我，”她命令道，俯身凑近。她双眼半阖，双唇微启。“我骑着你的时候看着我……在你妻子永远不会知道的时候。”

我抓紧她结实的屁股，更用力地把她往下按。她开始颤抖，每次抽插阴蒂都磨蹭着我的耻骨。接着她弓起背，紧紧夹住我，尖叫起来——又长又野。她的小穴抽搐着，滚烫的液体涌到我的小腹和背景布上。她潮喷了，爱液裹着我的肉棒喷涌而出。

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

我再也忍不住了。我把她翻过来仰面朝上，重新狠狠深深地插进去。现在我操着她，直视她的眼睛。她的双腿锁住我的腰，指甲在我背上划下道道红痕。

"Come inside me," she whispered between kisses. "Please... I want to feel you fill me up with your hot cum..."

又狠狠抽插了几下，我射了。我的鸡巴在她体内深处一股股浓稠地喷射。安娜紧紧抱住我，颤抖着，亲吻我的脖子、我的嘴、我的肩膀。

We lay there for a long time, still connected. My cock slowly softened inside her, and cum trickled out onto the backdrop.

“这是我人生中最棒的一次输掉赌注，”我轻声说，手指顺着她汗湿的脊背划下。

Anna smiled and kissed the corner of my mouth.

"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.