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Authors name: Seth Pen (sethpen@aol.com)
Story title : Real Women - LUCY
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Real Women - Lucy
by Seth Pen (sethpen@aol.com)
I don't really know how it started, only that it did
and then my life changed in so many ways.
I had better explain.
My name's Dave Cousins, and I'm a photographer. I
inherited the business from my father, he died when
I was 25, and over the last three years I have managed
to expand it a little.
We do all the usual stuff, weddings, kids, portfolios.
Up until last year I had never considered adult
material, had no idea about the market for it. The
idea started when I was watching a XXX video when my
wife was away, the women were just a little too perfect
for me, the clothes too sexy, and the panting... well..
a little hammy.
I had just leased another studio space and hadn't real-
ly had time to do anything with it yet, when I put
these two ideas together I found myself getting pretty
excited.
It was something for me, I must admit, not for profit.
I suppose there is a lot of the voyeur in every photo-
grapher. I wanted to see real woman on video, the ones
we pass on the street, or work with, or live next door
to, and just see how far they would go.
And all the panting had to be genuine.
So, with that initial idea I put some fairly low key
adds in various places; free newspapers, porn mags,
some trade papers. "Models wanted for adult video, no
experience preferred."
The first week a few replies arrived, I sifted out the
ones from the professional models with glossy photos
and narrowed the field to one.
Ironically it was a reply to one of the local free
newspapers, a very tentative letter from a woman called
Lucy. In her letter she said she was 25, had a husband
who she wanted to surprise, but was very nervous. The
photo clinched it, it was a passport photo, head and
shoulders, she was pretty in a down-key sort of way.
No makeup, a thin face framed by short blonde hair.
I wrote to her and invited her to an interview session
for the next week, then I set about creating a set in
the new premises. I put together two sets, a bedroom
and a lounge, I also brought a box full of toys in case
it got that far.
The day arrived and I was putting the finishing touches
to the sets when there was a timid knock. I answered
the door and found Lucy smiling nervously on the door-
step.
"Hello, Mr Cousins?"
"Yes. Dave, call me Dave."
She shook hands nervously and I invited her into the
cluttered reception, I had made sure there would be no
other staff there that afternoon.
She was dressed smartly, wearing a matching dark skirt
and jacket, black tights and a cream blouse. She was
slight, 5' and slim, and she was already blushing.
"Well Lucy," I said, "Thanks for answering the ad, I
think it is a good idea to be upfront from the start."
"Okay."
"I operate the equipment, there are no other staff
involved in this project, on completion of the shoot I
will pay you a ?100 fee and the video stays with me,
plus a copy for you."
She nodded, the red flush spreading across her pale
cheeks.
"It will be for my husband, a surprise."
"He is a lucky man. Now what I want is for you to
start off in normal clothes, then undress, then go as
far as you want."
I could feel my cock springing to attention at the
very idea, it felt strange how easily I had adopted
the role of porn maker. Lucy nodded her head slightly.
"Do you have any problems with that?"
Her cheeks were almost scarlet now, her eyes riveted to
the desk. She shook her head very lightly and bit her
lip.
"Can we do it now?" She asked in a quiet voice. My
cock convulsed, that is the only way to describe it, I
expected her to say she wanted to think about it.
"Sure, I will show you around." I took her through to
the studio, she looked very nervous the whole time.
"I have a camera on each set, so it is best to point
everything at me." She nodded and looked away nervously
before pointing at the bedroom set. I set about posi-
tioning lights and checked the cameras. She stood
where she was, seemingly in a trance.
"Okay. Ready when you are. Take your time."
"Do I have to talk?"
"Not if you don't want to."
"Will you help me through it?"
"Of course, walk in the door and slowly undress, try
and turn yourself on as you do."
She stared at the floor, biting her lip again, then
nodded and went off the set.
"Ready! Action!"
She sidled into the room like someone at gun point,
looking at the floor and trying to take off her jacket.
"Cut!"
She almost jumped out of her skin.
"Lucy, I think you need to relax a little."
She nodded again, fleetingly meeting my eyes.
"Can you tell me..." She started, then her voice
trailed off.
"Okay, come in again and follow my instructions."
She took a deep breath and looked at me for a second
then went off set.
"Action! Come in and sit on the end of the bed."
She sauntered in this time, still as awkward as hell
but better than before.
"Think about the last time you had an orgasm." God
knows where that came from.
She sat tentatively on the end of the bed, her face
blazing red now, I could see it went down her neck and
under her blouse. There was a surprising amount of
power in this and my cock was absolutely solid in my
trousers.
"Think about it and stroke one of your breasts."
She looked at the floor and licked her lips, then one
hand hesitantly moved towards her breast, she stroked
it softly, her eyes glazing. I let her carry on for a
second, zooming right in on her hand, her breasts were
small but when her hand moved I could see the outline
of an erect nipple through her blouse. She leant back
on her other arm and her legs parted a little, I zoomed
in and realised she was wearing stockings, there was a
hint of white flesh between her legs. My cock was
taking on a life of its own.
"Take the jacket off and stroke the other one."
She absently shrugged off her jacket, her erect nipples
bulging as she arched her back. As she changed posi-
tion I zoomed in between her legs again, seeing the
flesh of her thighs and the crutch of a pair of white
lace knickers. Her eyes were closed now.
I spent time zooming on her breasts, her bra was
visible through the blouse both nipples seemed to be
making huge, erect bulges through the thin material.
"Stand up and take off your blouse, do it slowly."
She nodded slightly and moved off the bed, her eyes
still half closed. Slowly she began to unbutton her
blouse. As she took it off I noticed how flat her
stomach was and the flair of her hips. She was small
but definitely in proportion. I could feel pre-come
dribbling down my inside leg.
As with most women with small breasts, her bra seemed
to be slightly too large. They hardly seemed to fill
it. What hypnotised me was the size of the nipples
pushing against the lace. Without being asked she
unzipped the skirt, letting it drop and stepping out
of it. She was wearing a tiny pair of lace knickers
outside the garter belt, her cheeks bulging slightly
over the tight elastic. She stood still then, absently
stroking a breast.
"Lie on your back on the bed and stroke what ever feels
good." I surprised myself again.
Again she nodded slightly and manoeuvred her way on to
the bed, she lay with her ankles crossed and her eyes
closed. I zoomed over the slight bulge of her mons,
and the flair of her hips up to her breasts. Her
blush ended in the cleavage of her bra. One of her
hands started running across her belly, then up to her
neck, then back again. She looked entranced, eyes
closed. After a while she changed position, her legs
opened slightly, revealing the crutch of her knickers,
I immediately zoomed in and spotted the spreading damp
spot on the lace.
It was then that she moved on to her side and removed
her bra. There was an urgency to her motions and I
told her to take her time, amazed I still had a voice.
Her nipples were incredible. I had to sneak a stroke
of my cock, just to relieve the unbearable tension.
Her breasts were small and drooped a little, almost
V-shaped, but my eyes were glued to the nipples. Her
areolae were at least three inches across, and sprout-
ing from them were nipples as thick as my finger and
at least an inch long. She began to tap them with her
index fingers, jolting a little as she did, and they
seemed to grow another few millimetres. It was all I
could do to remember what I was there for, I just
wanted to chew on them, to lick them and shoot over
them.
"Can you lick your own nipples?" I asked. She didn't
seem to hear but carried on flicking the thick, rubbery
teats. "Lucy? Can you lick them yourself?" Her eyes
opened and she shook her head slightly. I went to the
box of toys and put them on the bed within her reach.
"Help yourself to whatever you want."
She levered herself up and looked in the box, if pos-
sible her blush deepened. She took out a six inch
vibrator, a sleek, pink tube. I got behind the camera
again as she lay back down and turned it on. She put
the end of it against a nipple, pushing the teat to one
side, then she slowly moved it round and round her
areola. As she was doing this her legs were opening,
I could see the outline of her labia through the
stretched material of her knickers. She was shaved.
Again I had to reach for my cock. This timid woman had
shaved herself bald before coming here.
I had her crutch in focus when the vibrator appeared in
the shot, she ran over the bulge of her lips, the damp
patch was growing and I could hear her panting now.
"Take off the knickers." I croaked.
She lifted her bum off the bed and pulled them down,
casually kicking them away. Her cunt was completely
shaven. She had what I think of a busy cunt, a good
three inches of thick crinkled lips. I saw a dribble
of liquid leak from the bottom of her slit and trickle
over her tiny, puckered arsehole. It was then she put
down the vibrator and pulled her labia apart. I almost
came.
They were two fleshy triangles that framed the glisten-
ing insides of her cunt. More liquid dribbled down as
she massaged her labia. One of her fingers rubbed the
hood of her clitoris, which slowly began to swell,
another finger dipped into the glistening centre of her
lips. She was moaning now, her eyes closed.
I was focusing on her cunt when she moved, after I had
refocused she was on her knees with her arse to the
camera, one hand shoving two fingers up her cunt. They
eased in and out slowly, covered in a layer of juice.
I saw her look in the box of tricks again, her head
jerked round and one hand grabbed something. It came
out with the biggest dildo I had found. It was at
least 12 inches long and so thick I could just about
get my hand around it.
She immediately turned round and lay on her back,
spreading her legs wide. The dildo was the shape of a
huge cock. Dreamily she rubbed the huge glans over her
gaping slit, one finger teasing her clitoris from its
sheath.
I watched amazed as she slowly eased the head into her
cunt, I could see how much it was stretching her lips
just getting the head in. She stopped for a breather
and grunted, then she slowly pushed the thing further
in. I watched it disappear, watched the juice running
over her arse as she slowly pushed. I undid my zip and
took my cock out, she was so far gone she would never
notice.
She was making great, heaving, snorting noises now and
I realised the huge dildo had vanished up to it's
oversized rubber balls. She was grinding her arse into
the bed and grabbing the sheets with her free hand, her
stomach muscles twitching, she left the dildo where it
was and rubbed at her clit, now fully out of its hood.
She whimpered and her hips twitched on the bed, I
zoomed in on her stretched cunt, the lips gripping the
base. I began to wank with my free hand, my cock now
almost bursting at the sight before me.
She then put both hands on the dildo and began to draw
it out, the whole length was coated with her juices, I
could even smell her musky scent from where I stood.
She pulled it almost all the way out until the glans
were nudging her soaking lips, more rivulets of juice
dribbled over her arsehole and onto the sheet. I
noticed her whole body tense, then she pushed the great
shaft back in, faster this time. I heard the slippery,
squelching sound it made and the grunting whine Lucy
let rip. Then she started pulling it out again. I
watched as she got into a rhythm, both hands gripping
the rubber balls of the dildo, juices dribbling down
her thigh, the regular squelching and grunt, and the
musky scent filling the room.
I was focused on the dildo when it stopped, still
stuffed to the balls. I shifted the camera to Lucy's
face and froze. Her eyes were wide open and she was
looking directly at me, he eyes riveted on the engorged
cock in my left hand.
"Here.." She mumbled thickly, one hand leaving the
dildo and pointing at her mouth. I hesitated, this was
never what I had in mind, this woman wanted to suck my
cock.
"You won't be able to move, I have the camera focused
on your..." I gesticulated to her cunt, stuffed with
14 inches of rubber yet unable to say the word.
She nodded dumbly and grunted. I checked the focus and
joined her on the bed, she turned her face to me as I
knelt to the side of her head and lay beside her. Both
her hands returned to the dildo and she opened her
mouth and grunted again. I moved my cock close to her
mouth and she moved slightly and the glans disappeared
into her mouth. I was in heaven, her tongue worked
busily under the helmet. She had done this before, She
grunted again and I moved closer, pushing more of my
cock into her mouth. She began to move her head back
and forth, running her tongue under my helmet and
nibbling when she could. I looked between her legs
and could see she was bashing the dildo in and out at
quite a speed. The smell of sex and the squelching
were too much for me, I felt the sperm begin to rise.
She turned her head to the ceiling and arched her back
a little just before I came, her tongue was running
along the edge of my helmet when I shouted. The first
spurt shot a rope of sperm across her cheek and hair
and landed on the bed two feet away.
She started to turn then, as the second spurt splashed
her teeth and splattered he temple, by the third she
was slurping greedily on my pulsing cock as I tried
hard not to grab her head.
Sperm was drooling down her chin and she was groaning
and gurgling. When my soft cock slid from her lips
followed by a dribble of sperm that splashed across her
cheek she was working the dildo in and out at blurring
speed. Every time it went in she let out a little
grunt which got louder and louder, suddenly she went
one handed and rubbed her clit with the other. Now she
was beginning to squeal and I realised she was des-
perately trying to keep her body in line with the
video.
Then her orgasm hit.
Her hips rose off the bed a little and her legs
scissored wide open and she began to scream, it was an
animal noise, the pitch rising and falling. I was glad
that the studio was quite far from another office.
Juice was pouring from her cunt now as she suddenly
stiffened, eyes tight shut, pelvis spasming, back
arching and a let out a huge scream. Her whole body
spasmed in time to the screams which seemed to take an
age to taper off into whimpers. I was getting hard
again looking at her flushed and spunk splashed face.
She pulled the dildo out with a loud squelch, followed
by what seemed a pint of juice.
I rushed to the camera and thought it best to withdraw.
"There's a bathroom behind the set." I said pathetical-
ly, pretending to mess with the lights.
She opened her eyes and smiled nervously.
"Thanks."
She came back to the reception half an hour later,
dressed and none the worse for the experience. This
was what I had wanted, plus a little extra. She was
the kind of woman you could sit next to on the bus, or
work with, and never guess she was capable of such a
display.
"I'll copy the video and send it to you as soon as I
can." I said, handing over the envelope containing
ten tenners.
She took it and glanced at my face.
"Thanks again."
The blush was returning and so she stuffed the money
into her jacket pocket and left. I went to copy the
video, my first experiment had worked. Who would be
next?
THE END
I would like to write a session for anyone willing to
provide me with enough information. I would need a
description of your body, detailed, or photos (some
with clothes!), preferably both, and an idea of what
you would do in Dave's studio. With these I can make
any real woman, couple, or whatever, the star of the
next story. Be patient, there is a list.
Email me with this info or just to tell me what you
thought of the story on sethpen@aol.com
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strangers. But it isn’t okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex
with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime,
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