"That's incredible," he said. "You two were made for each other. That's all I need."
We got off the bed; Stephanie threw a flirtatious smirk at me as I took off the collar. She looked my naked body up and down, plainly not satisfied by our wild camera-session. I smiled at her and moved around, behind the screen.
"Tanya – come in before your appointment and pick up the prints," said John. "You can take them to Richard yourself. I'm sure he'll like them."
I picked up my panties and started getting into them. "I'm sure he will," I called back. My cunt was aching from unsatisfied lust, I'd wanted it from Stephanie so bad, and wanted more of it. I wanted her to eat me out for hours. I wanted her tongue to bring me off again and again while I licked her. She came around behind the screen, smiling at me. I heard the door close as John left.
"That was really incredible," said Stephanie, getting into her lacy white panties. "You're a natural. You must really love lesbian scenes."
I blushed. "Oh, I guess so." I watched Stephanie's gorgeous ass as she pulled the panties over her cheeks; I remembered tonguing her asshole and my cunt tingled in pleasure. I watched her getting dressed; she climbed into her bra and fastened it between her large breasts, then put on her sweater and her skirt and pantyhose, as she clothed her body I wished I could undress her again. I got into my own bra, then put on my skirt and my blouse.
"Where are you going from here?" asked Stephanie as she fixed her makeup in the dressing-room mirror.
"Oh… I don't know. I thought I'd go get something to eat."
"Really? I'm starving myself, and I get off work now. Interested in some company?"
I was flustered, I'd love to have her company in fact, I'd love to have even more than her company…
"That'd be great, Stephanie!"
"You don't have to call me Stephanie," she said. "Call me Stephie… or Steph. It's so much more casual that way. And I think we've been… intimate enough already that we don't have to be formal."
She smiled, running her hands down over her incredible body, smoothing her clothes. I finished buttoning my shirt and put on my shoes.
"That's true," I laughed. "After you've eaten someone out on a bed in front of a camera, how can you be formal."
Stephanie giggled as we moved toward the door. "You don't mind if we drop by my place first," she asked. "I need to get some new clothes… and take a quick shower if you don't mind?"
I smiled at the thought of seeing Stephanie's apartment – she was fascinating, and everything about her turned me on! And if we got together in her apartment, with her in the shower… stark naked…
"That's be great," I said, tossing my head suggestively. "I'd love to see your place."
"It's not too exciting," she said. "But let's go!"
CHAPTER FOUR
I'd taken the bus to get there; we got into Stephanie's car. She drove the cutest little MG. It was a convertible, which really turned me on. She was so incredibly sexy; she left her hair loose and wild as we drove out onto the main roads; the sight of it flapping crazily in the wind around her gorgeous face drove me wild! I kept running my eyes hungrily over the curve of her large breasts, the slope of her thighs as her skirt blew around in the wind, almost showing me her delicious ass but only teasing me. I felt my lust for her increase as she slipped out of her jacket at a stoplight. It was just beginning to get dark, but it was a warm evening and she didn't need that wool blazer. And I certainly liked her better without it! Her sweater clung nicely to her breasts; I could just see the outline of her nipples underneath it. I watched intently as she unbuttoned the sweater further so the wind blew down her shirt and, I guessed, tickled her breasts sensuously. I could feel it, too; I'd left my shirt open low into my cleavage and the powerful breeze stroked my hard nipples as we pulled out onto the freeway. I opened my legs slightly, scooting back on the seat; the wind lifted my skirt and I pulled it down quickly. I giggled and smiled at Stephanie; she grinned back but couldn't say much because of the roaring wind.
By the time we got to Stephanie's house, I could feel my cunt throbbing with desire for her. I hadn't really thought of it that much at first, but I wanted to get laid tonight. Stephanie was such a delicious girl; making love with her in front of the cameras had been spectacular! But I wanted more. With John in the room, we could only do so much… I wanted to find out what she was really like, what she sounded like with my fingers deep inside her… I wanted to seduce Stephanie and make love to her. I threw a come hither look into her eyes as she opened the door; she smiled back flirtatiously, but teasingly. I wondered how much of my lust she felt… and what she had meant by bringing me back here!
I watched her gorgeous ass intently as she swayed into her apartment; as soon as I closed the door she started peeling off her clothes.
"I hate these damn office clothes," she said, undoing her sweater. "You have no idea what it was like to get out of them with you for a few minutes there." Stephanie peeled off her sweater and my eyes went wide as she turned around, tugging at the buttons of her skirt. Her breasts stretched through her white bra most impressively; they looked even bigger now that I wanted her so much. I could see that her nipples were quite erect; that might have been the cold from the ride over… or…
"Come into the bedroom with me," she said innocently. "I don't want to neglect you while I change!"
I followed her into her bedroom, glancing around. Her apartment was nice; it was lush and well-furnished. I realized that she must have been getting rich off of Beauty; it wasn't just the models who were well-paid around there! Her couch and love-seat were luxurious and expensive; there were prints all over the walls. A few photos, too – I realized as I peered at them briefly that they were of her! She was naked, or nearly so. One of them had her wrapped in a thin blanket of black lace, another with a tight g-string; in all of them, she looked gorgeous and seductive. I glanced away from the photos and walked into the bedroom. She was undoing her bra; her gorgeous breasts flashed in the half-light of her room as she peeled the white material away. Then Stephanie climbed out of her skirt and pantyhose; I was loving every second. She took off her panties and stretched naked in the light from the window. Then she took some fresh clothes out of her dresser drawers, bending over so I could see her delightful ass – her legs were slightly spread and I could just see the outline of her pussy, the pussy I'd licked earlier, rimmed by soft dark pubic hair. She got out a towel; Stephanie looked at me and smiled as she walked toward the bathroom.
"Make yourself at home, Tanya," she said. "I'll try not to take too long."
"Oh, don't hurry on my account," I said. "I can entertain myself."
"All right," she said. "I'll take a nice long shower and get myself all relaxed so we can have a good time going out tonight." She smiled at me one last time and walked through the door; I caught a final glimpse of her beautiful naked body as she shut it halfway.
I rolled my eyes; I couldn't believe how much she was turning me on! Here I was in this gorgeous woman's apartment and she was naked in the other room! It'd been months since I'd picked up a woman; I'd been keeping myself busy with men! But I needed her; she was so sexy, and her cunt tasted so good… just thinking about it made me wet. And being in her apartment was driving me absolutely bonkers; I'd really fallen for her, and everything she owned was turning me on. I walked back into the front room and looked at the stills on the wall more closely; Stephanie didn't look much older than she had when the photos were taken. I guessed she couldn't be more than twenty-five… still years older than me, but in her prime and whatever age she was, Stephanie was certainly perfectly built! The pictures showed what an incredible body she had, and what a kinky girl she was… I couldn't believe she'd put them on her wall, but I was very glad she did. There was one particular shot that turned me on: Stephanie and Max, with Max's huge prick thrust toward her face – she had come on her lips and her tongue was thrust out a little. It was all for show, of course, but I thought about the way she'd eaten me that afternoon and the way she'd looked at Max.