The Photographer. Again
written by:
mcerotic

This is another one of a series about the photographer. Each story starts the same way but stands on its own. You can read them in any order.

"Hi," I said. "I'm Jason."

I reached out my hand towards the older of the two women who had just walked into my office. The naughty word milf came into mind for the older one, the younger was maybe 20, very attractive. I assumed both women planned on me doing a modeling portfolio for the younger one. She looked model-worthy. The older woman looked like a typical model-mother. Living her unfulfilled model experience through her daughter. But she was attractive. I decided I wanted her.

I was so successful at placing young inexperienced models that I was in demand for their first portfolios. As a result, I could ask anything. Mothers often came with their daughters. I can't decide if it is more fun to fuck a daughter in front of her astonished mother, or a mother while her daughter watches amazed.

"I'm Anne," said the mother.

"And I'm Becca," said the girl. "It's short for Rebecca, but nobody calls me that."

Usually I would take things slowly, but that day I decided to jump right in.

"So, Anne, have you ever been fucked in front of your daughter? Or sucked?"

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"She wants the job. You have to do it for her."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll do her photo shoot. But you have to let me do you."

"But...no...maybe alone...but not...I'm married...I can't...she can't see."

"That's the deal," I said. "I fuck you while she watches."

"I suppose that's better than the other way around," she said.

"Good idea. Once we're done, I'll fuck her too. While you watch."

"No. You can't make her do that. She's still young."

"Is she a virgin?"

"I don't know. She's had a boyfriend. So probably not. Ask her."

I turned to her. "Are you a virgin?"

She didn't answer at once, maybe embarrassed to answer in front of her mother. Finally she replied,

"No."

"How many boys?"

She paused before answering. She blushed pink. "Four."

Her mother gasped. "Really? Not just David?"

Her daughter hung her head in shame. "No. He wasn't even the first. I let Eric do it. Have sex with me."

"Eric? He took your virginity?"

"Yes. I know it's weird."

"Wow," Anne said. "I'd no idea."

"And I'm going to be number five," I said.

"You're not going to have sex with my daughter," she said defiantly.

"Only after I have sex with you," I said.

"You're fucking insane. You think you're going to have sex with me and then my daughter?"

"Yup, I do."

"Why?"

"Because you want me to do her portfolio. And that's my condition."

"I've never even seen her naked...I mean since she was a child."

"Let's change that," I said. I turned to Becca. "Take off your pants and sit on the couch."

She slowly took of her pants and sat down. She was wearing plain white cotton panties. Soon I'd have them off but for now I let her keep a veil of modesty.

"Take your pants off too," I said to Anne. "Sit beside her."

"You are a fucking lunatic," she said as she slowly slipped off her black pants and sat down beside her daughter in just her black panties.

"I know," I said. "But I'm a lunatic who loves to look at pussies. Take them off. Your panties. Both of you."

I had a little wager with myself that the Becca, the daughter, would be shaved but that her mother would be have her full complement of pubes. Young women seemed to find it inconceivable to keep anything more than the tiniest of landing strips, and I don't think it occurred to older women to shave since they never watched internet porn where it all seemed to start.

The two women looked at me in disbelief. But they both realized at the same moment that I meant it. They lifted up their asses and slowly slipped down their panties, modestly keeping their legs together. Even with their legs clamped tight I could see I'd won my little wager. Becca's mound was clearly bare, her mother's mound was furry.

"Spread your legs Becca," I said. "Show it to me. I want to see your little shaved pussy."

She looked at me wide eyes as if she couldn't really believe this was happening, that it wasn't a dream. Or rather a nightmare. Slowly she spread her legs and I got the first sight of her pussy. She had small inner lips so at first I could just see the fleshy outer ones, but as she spread her legs wider the secret pink folds peeked through her slit.

I turned to her mother. "And you Anne, show me yours."

"You are a real bastard, you know," she said as she opened her legs. I was right that her mound was covered in hair but I was surprised that she shaved the lips so that her pussy itself was bare. Maybe she had watched some internet porn. I would enjoy licking it more without the hair, and she would be more sensitive, unable to resist getting aroused despite trying not to lose control by doing so.

It was unbelievable. I was sitting there with a mother and her child with their legs spread wide for me. Their pussies were almost identical. Like mother, like daughter I thought. At least sitting like that they were not forced to see each other's pussies. I was the one who got to gaze at them both. My cock was already getting hard.

"So which of you is best at sucking cock?" I asked.

"How on earth can you ask such a thing? I don't even know if Becca has ever done it."

"Of course I have, Mom. Boys expect it in high school these days. Sometimes even middle school. It's no longer enough just to let them touch your breasts, like when you were growing up."

"Girls grow up so fast now," Anne said. "I had no idea. Are you expected to...you know...let them touch you?"

"Sure. Usually just with a finger though. It's too complicated taking everything off to let them lick. Plus dangerous."

"Dangerous?"

"Yes. Once you are uncovered down there, your vagina's pretty vulnerable."

"They might try and force it in, you mean?"

"Or you might just get carried away and want them to. Safer, until you're ready, just to unbutton your pants and let their hand in. You can...you know."

"They can get you off?"

"Exactly."

"I had no idea you were doing all this. I've never really talked to you about sex apart from periods and stuff when you were younger."

"So show me what your high school boyfriends taught you," I said. I got up and stood in front of where she sat on the sofa.

I could sense that sitting with her legs spread, plus talking about sex, had got her excited. Her face was flushed a little. Emotionally she was ready to do it, despite her mother watching. She slid off the sofa and onto her knees. She reached out and undid my belt and unbuttoned my pants. She pulled them down to my ankles along with my underwear freeing my cock.

She took a deep breath as if she was summoning up the courage to do it, and then she wrapped her hand around the shaft of my cock and took the head into her mouth. Her boyfriends had taught her well. She knew how to use her hand, her lips and tongue to generate wonderful feelings that radiated out from my cock. I felt myself getting to full hardness as she started to take me into the back of her throat a little.

"Show me your breasts," I said.

She kept my cock in her mouth as she undid her blouse and slipped it off, followed by her bra. She was naked except for her pants and panties still around her ankles. She had small breasts, like so many models do, but firm. Little crimson nipples that I could see were rock hard.

I wanted so much to cum in her mouth, but I also wanted to fuck her mother. Besides, her mouth would still be available during the photo shoots.

"Bend over the desk," I said to Ann.

"Bastard," she said. But she stepped out of the puddle of clothes at her feet, bent over my desk and spread her legs. She knew the score. If her daughter was going to have a chance at being a supermodel, her pussy was part of the price.

I took my cock from her daughter's mouth and moved behind her. I positioned my cockhead on her entrance and pushed. I was surprised that she was even wet, obviously somewhat turned on by the entire situation. She gasped, and it sounded like a gasp of pleasure.

"This is so bad," she said between little gasps. "My first time. Oh fuck, you feel good."

"You've never played around at all before in all these years," her daughter said.

I started to move my hips, thrusting my cock in and out of her pussy. It made it harder for her to talk.

"No. I was...faithful to your...father."

"Now I feel really bad that you're forced to do it for me. For my career."

"Don't worry. To my surprise...oh gosh this so wrong...I'm enjoying it. And you're next."

"Gosh yes. This is so fucking dirty. Like a porno."

"You watch porn?"

"Mom. This is the twenty-first century. Even girls watch porn. Not as much as boys." She laughed. "It's one of the things smartphones are for."

"Oh wow," she said to me, "I feel guilty. But this is so exciting. Do me hard."

I started to thrust roughly, pulling my cock almost entirely out of her pussy until I could see my knob, before slamming it back in and getting a little grunt of approval.

I slapped her ass. "When did you last fuck your husband?" I said as I slapped the other cheek.

"Weeks ago. We hardly do it any more."

"So this is a treat?"

"Totally. Filet mignon after occasional trips to McDonalds."

"Have you tried anal?"

"I'm not even sure what it is. I suppose I can guess, but is that really something people do?"

"Ask your daughter?"

"Have you done anal, Becca?"

"Not yet. But I've seen it. On my phone. It looks intense."

"Not yet? That means you intend to do it."

"Of course. Boys really want it. I want to try it but it has to be the right boy."

"Go and look in the top drawer of my desk," I said.

Becca kicked off the remains of her clothes so now she was totally naked. She opened up my desk and got out a bottle of lube.

"Squeeze some on my hand," I said.

While I fucked her mother vigorously, I worked a finger into her ass.

"That feels bizarre," she said.

"Wait until it's my cock."

"My god. You are going to do me anally. Not in my pussy."

"Your pussy can wait until we are on your shoots."

"My god. This is so extreme."

"It's best to start with someone who has done it before."

I was getting close to cumming in Ann. But I didn't want to do that. I wanted to go straight from the mother's pussy to the daughter's ass. But her mother was getting close.

"Don't stop," she shrieked. "Oh my god I never cum like this."

I slapped her ass. Hard. A pink handprint hard. It took her over the top. I felt her pussy spasm around my cock as her body shook like a marionette.

"Oh yes, fuck, spank me," she wailed as her whole body flooded with pleasure. Her cunt was clamped so hard on my cock it was difficult to avoid cumming on the spot. I kept spanking her until the crescendo of her orgasm had faded away and she lay limply on the top of my desk almost passed out.

"Lie face down over the arm of the sofa, Becca," I said.

I pulled out of her mother and moved over her perfect body.

"Spread," I said. I wasn't sure if she would understand but she did. She reached back and put one hand on each ass cheek and pulled them apart. The starfish of her anus was darker than the rest of her skin, glistening with the lube that I'd already worked into her. I put my cock on the tight ring.

I didn't go slowly. Sometimes it is good to work your way into a girl's ass gently, but the first time I love the shock of penetrating hard. Even a girl who has had a lot of vaginal sex is unprepared for the intensity.

I thrust my hips forward. Becca screamed as my cockhead started to enter her. I thrust again. As she continued to squeal like a pig, I gradually worked more and more of my cock into her ass. I looked up. Her mother had recovered from her orgasm and was watching in a mixture of amazement and compassion, her little daughter having her first anal sex.

"Oh fuck, that hurts so much," Becca squealed, "But it's a good kind of hurt."

She was very tight, like an elastic band around my cock shaft. Plus it was so exciting and dirty to fuck a daughter with her mother watching.

"Fuck. I'm gonna cum," Becca said.

Strangely, she suddenly burst into tears. Whether from the pain in her ass or from orgasm I had no idea. But she was whimpering and crying as I reamed her ass and her body was overwhelmed with sexual arousal.

"Oh god, it's intense," she gasped as her body throbbed with the waves of joy from her orgasm.

I made a few more thrusts but I was close myself.

I pulled out. "On your knees," I said to Ann. She didn't hesitate, she dropped down and wrapped her lips around my cock and took me the rest of the way. I felt my orgasm well up inside and then the first blast shot into her mouth.

"If there's too much, your daughter can have some."

Becca dropped to her knees too, and I pulled my cock from her mother's mouth and thrust it into hers. I let her work my climax all the way to the final dribble.

The two women went and sat on the sofa. I leant against my desk.

"That was hot," I said.

"It was," Ann said. "But you are a jerk for insisting we did it."

"Mom. Don't be so uptight. He's going to fuck us again next week during the shoots."

"Really?"

"I am," I said. "Becca will be masturbating in anticipation of it, won't you?"

"Probably," she said, looking away a little ashamed at how much her body controlled her brain.

"And you?" I said turning to Ann. "Won't you be looking forward to it too."

"Don't make me admit it. I'm married."

"I want you to say it."

"You really are a jerk," she said. "But women seem to love jerks."

"Say it."

"I want you to fuck me again during the photo shoots. There. Is that good enough?"

"Where do you want me to fuck you?"

"You bastard. You know I want to try anal. It was horrifying to watch."

"Why do you want to try it?"

"Because I fucking want an orgasm like Becca just had. You are so bad making me spell it all out in front of her."

"It's alright Mom. I guess we don't have any secrets any more."

I turned back to Becca. "How about you?"

"I want to do whatever you want. You can use me as long as you take good pictures."

"That's not very enthusiastic."

"OK. I'll admit it too. I want you to use me. Fuck me in all my holes. Come all over my face. Bite my nipples. Spank me hard. I want...everything."

I could tell that the two days of putting her portfolio together were going to be fun.

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