Brittany Binger

Brittany Binger

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Brittany Binger is an American model and television personality who was Playboy's Playmate of the Month for June 2007. She began her career around the age of 13, signing with Ford Models in New York.However, her career began to take off, and in June 2007, at the age of 20, she was Playboy's Playmate of the Month.

Summary

Brittany Binger is an American model and television personality who was Playboy's Playmate of the Month for June 2007. She began her career around the age of 13, signing with Ford Models in New York.However, her career began to take off, and in June 2007, at the age of 20, she was Playboy's Playmate of the Month.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Brittany Binger

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Brittany Binger is an American model and television personality who was Playboy's Playmate of the Month for June 2007. She began her career around the age of 13, signing with Ford Models in New York.However, her career began to take off, and in June 2007, at the age of 20, she was Playboy's Playmate of the Month.

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Brittany Binger had been a professional model almost her entire life, doing print ads, national TV commercials, and signing with the exclusive Ford Agency in NYC when she was only fourteen. Many of her colleagues and friends were surprised, even shocked, when she decided to become a Playboy Playmate but nobody could dissuade the lovely young girl from going through with it.  When told that it would ruin her career she merely shrugged her shoulders and smiled a secretive smile.

 

The nudity was nothing new; a model as experienced as Brittany had no problem displaying her body. What the concerned gaggle converging the girl couldn’t understand was that she was going to Playboy for the adventure, for the radical change in her lifestyle--- for a sense of liberation and danger. For a model like Brittany becoming a playmate was like a college student joining the marines.

 

At first the Mansion and the lifestyle was a big letdown. The publisher was not available at all and the infamous girls next store guarded access to him like they were dragons guarding a treasure. Brittany realized soon enough that they viewed the old man as their meal ticket and would broach no interlopers. She shrugged her world weary shrug and smiled her knowing smile; the GNS trio were amateurs compared to the catfights Brittany had endured in the world of modeling.

 

The parties were fun though and she was enjoying the work; unlike the typical playmate who might be plucked out of a crowd of party goers or a squad of cheerleaders, Brittany had so much experience in front of the camera that the posing was easy, almost a vacation from modeling.  That is except for the sexy post-orgasm expressions the photographers were calling for; like many of the young girls posing for Playboy Brittany came to the job with little or no sexual experiences. She managed an aloof professional attitude that kept most of the Mansion players at bay; she was used to be hit on and no approach used on her now could surprise her.

 

Yes, the parties were fun and the Mansion was like a castle in a fairytale, especially the pampering accommodations like the gym, the spa, and her favorite—the all night kitchen.

 

One night, after a particularly raucous party filmed by the E-Network and a particularly bitchy fight among the GNS trio which took place just out of camera range Brittany found herself too wound up and unable to sleep so wandered into the kitchen, thinking about a late night snack. The Mansion was uncharacteristically quiet and deserted. She padded down the elegant stair case and wandered into kitchen, a space big enough support a large restaurant. After the busy party tonight most of the staff had gone home but one lowly worker was left behind to wait on the whims of the GNS trio and the Mansion guests. Exhausted he was sitting with his head down and he was clearly asleep. Brittany smiled and quietly served herself, taking gentle care not to disturb the sleeping body.

 

Gathering her snack on a tray she went off to a sitting room down the hall from the kitchen. She drank a glass of cold milk, munched on her sandwich and enjoyed the solitude. Only when she rose and turned off the lights, preparing to upstairs to her room did she hear the sound of snoring coming from somewhere in the room. She left the lights on, and quietly looked around the room. She grinned when she saw Max asleep on the couch, a beer in his hand, and his head lolling over the couch back In his lap was a set of story boards.

 

Brittany recognized the art work and smiled. It was photos from her centerfold shoots and he was trying to organize them into the layout for the magazine pages; Max was an intern and anxious to break into the business.  His ideas for the layout were too radical for the organization but Brittany was amused and even touched that he still continued to work on it.

 

Max had always been interested in photography, since he was a little kid. In fact he was in school learning to become a photo journalist. The finished basement of his house had become Max's private space over the years, and sported a full compliment of photography and developing equipment.

 

As part of his internship with Playboy he had worked on her shoot and if the truth were told he was a big help to the new playmate. Looking at Max as he worked so earnestly with the lights and props she'd learned to tease. And with Max Brittany had learned the art of pleasing a man.

 

Max had thought Brittany was one of the most beautiful girls he'd ever seen. His artist's eye had recognized the inherent sexuality of her beauty, even at her tender age. And Brittany was beginning to think that Max was simply the coolest human on the planet. Looking at the young man snoozing on the couch Brittany’s smiled widened as she recollected an afternoon they’d spent together a few weeks ago.

 

After a busy session with one of Playboy’s photographers Max suggested that she pose for him so he could build up his portfolio, she readily agreed, flattered that Max thought so highly of her.

 

For weeks, they'd get together in his "studio" which was a little corner that Playboy allowed him as part of his internship. Max began taking shot after shot of her, practicing different lighting, backdrops and poses. For the most part, she was fully clothed during these sessions, but after a few days, Max began to ask her to show off her legs a little more, or just unbutton a few buttons on her blouse. Again, Brittany was flattered that Max thought so highly of her. Which indeed, he did! Even though she’d been nude in front of him before this moment was charged and powerful, like the ozone in the air just before a hurricane. The intimacy, the closeness of these two young people with no one else around raised a specter of sensuality and anticipation between them. At first she fumbled over the buttons, moving slowly and deliberately, but as she sensed his interest and arousal she began to strip more eagerly, enjoying the hunger of his eyes and the admiration of the camera lens. He clicked her excitedly; the camera kissed her ardently. She still hadn’t stripped down for him; she wasn’t naked yet; the unbuttoned blouse gave only a hint of the heavenly flesh beneath. But the poses were certainly getting more risqué.

 

But one day the photos began to get a little hotter....

 

Brittany had been at the pool with some of the other girls and came inside to shower and change.

 

As usual, she found Max in his studio. He'd just developed some photos from their last session and was hanging them to dry. Brittany, still dressed in her robe and suit, walked behind him as he described the lighting, or the pose, or whatever and made small criticisms about his work.

 

When they'd finished the viewing, Max turned to Brittany with a smile.

 

"How about some bathing beauty shots, Brittany...?" Brittany's eyes lit up and he grinned. "After all, you've still got your suit on. Might be nice for our collection."

 

By this time, Brittany felt good about her body. With all of Max's "ooohing" and "aahing" during their shoots, he'd convinced her that he saw something no one else saw in her beauty. Not that it ever went to her head. She simply felt good about herself.

 

Brittany readily agreed to Max's suggestion, and slipped her robe off, tossing it on a chair behind her. She had always preferred her hair long, and it flowed around her shoulders like a thick halo.

 

"Good Lord, Brittany...!" Max sighed as he looked over her body. "Girl, you are an absolute goddess!"

 

Brittany giggled and began to pose comically as Max laughed and watched. Inside, though, she was excited and gloriously happy.

 

They walked out of the darkroom area and over to where Max had his camera and lights set up. For the next hour, Max took shot after shot of her in various poses

 

Brittany looked wonderful, wearing a white bikini that showed off her well tanned body to its greatest advantage. Her firm young breasts pushed out proudly against the white Lycra, her nipples plainly visible. As she moved from pose to pose, the bottom of the suit rode high into her ass crack, and she made no move to fix it.

 

"Geez, Brittany..." Max breathed. "What does that suit look like when it's wet?!" He continued to click away as Brittany smiled into the lens. She knew the suit looked good on her from the attention she got at the pool. And she also knew that it was almost transparent when it got wet.

 

"Gee, Max..." she teased, "I don't know...Why don't we find out? Then it would look like I just came from the beach!"

 

Max was growing more and more excited from watching Brittany prance and pose for him. He had seen her nude of course, but there was something raw and sensual and intimidating about being alone with her and having her as his exclusive model. While he changed the film in his camera, he grinned and suggested she get under the shower...just to wet her hair. Then they could finish up their session. The sexy smile that formed on Brittany's face made him pause for a minute, but then he returned to his camera as Brittany padded over to the shower in the dressing room.

 

He was still loading film when the water turned off, and didn't look up as he heard Brittany pass by. When he was finally ready, he looked up and lost his breath.

 

The girl who sat on the stool in front of him was Brittany, all right, but she'd just been transformed into a sultry, sexy bombshell with "SEX" written all over her. The water matted her long brown hair, shaping it to her head and shoulders as it spilled its way over her breasts. She looked far more sexual than she did in any of her Playmate shots.

 

The white Lycra suit she'd had on was now as transparent as it had been in his fantasy. Her hardened nipples pushed out from the thin fabric and he could clearly see her areolas through the cloth. As his eyes drifted downwards, he saw the lips of her sex like a shadow between her legs.

 

He tore his eyes from her body and looked at her face. She was grinning like a cat with a canary.

 

Brittany was glowing, knowing that Max was admiring her body. As he watched, she stretched and posed, pushing her breasts out against the wet fabric of her suit, and thrusting her legs out to their fullest length.

 

"God, Brittany....You are gorgeous!" Max panted. He quickly took his camera up and began to shoot from every angle as Brittany posed for him with a huge smile on her face. He didn't care if she could see his cock hardening inside his shorts...he had to get this vision on film.

 

Brittany, on the other hand was well aware of Max's hard-on. A number of the shots would show her with her eyes cast downward. But it wasn't from shyness. It was because she was looking at Max’s hard cock pushing out from his shorts.

 

She'd seen hard-ons before; it was easy for guys to lose control when she pranced around in lingerie for shoots, but this seemed so intimate and personal, almost dangerous. Her mind began to whirl as she imagined what Max's cock would look like. She grinned again as a plan began to form in her mind....

 

As Max's camera whirred and clicked, Brittany moved in front of Max, leaning forward and back, turning from side to side in all the poses he'd taught her. Finally, she turned to face him, her hands clasped behind her neck. Her breasts were thrust out, and straining the straps that held her top on.

 

Brittany grinned and thought, 'what the hell'. Still looking into the camera, she found the bow that held her top straps together. With very little hesitation, she slowly pulled the bow string. Max saw what she was doing, and took the camera from his eye, staring at Brittany as she tugged the string outward.

 

"God, Brittany...." he whispered. Brittany grinned and pulled. In one smooth motion, the bow came undone, her suit top dropped away, and her firm young breasts spilled into view. Max only stared, his breath ragged and his eyes bugging out.

 

"Take some pictures...." Brittany laughed. "Isn't that what we're doing...?" Max nodded, his face blank, and began to shoot again as Brittany posed for him. This time, though, her poses were much more sexual. She thrust her naked breasts at the camera, occasionally running her hand over them, or cupping them as she grinned at Max. She heard him groan as she pushed her hand inside her bikini bottom and tilted her head back with a laugh.

 

When she brought her head back up, and looked over at Max, he'd dropped the camera again and was simply staring at her, his eyes wide and lust filled. She reached behind her and untied the back of her top, dropping it in a heap at her feet.

 

"Should I untie the bottom...?" she teased, grinning at him. Max could only nod, his mouth was so dry.

 

He stared as her hands went to the bow on either side of her suit. Her giggle harmonized with his moan as she pulled one, then the other, and stood up, letting the suit drop. She was naked in front of a man for the first time in private, just the two of them, and she was very, very excited.

 

She looked down at his cock and grinned.

 

"Now you...." she whispered staring at his hard-on. Max's eyes snapped open in surprise.

 

"It's only fair, you know..." Brittany pleaded. "I'm all naked and everything, and you have all your clothes on....please...?" She looked at him pleadingly, then dropped her eyes to his cock.

 

"I want to see it..." she finished with a barely audible voice. She sat back on her stool, and brought both hands to her breasts. She sighed as she saw Max bring his hands to the elastic band of his shorts.

 

"Yesss...." she hissed as he drew them down. She saw his cock get caught in the elastic and then spring free as he pulled his shorts off. Her eyes widened and she squealed as Max's naked, hard cock bob from his waist. The sight of her first live cock was making her quiver in excitement, and she groaned when she saw his hand move lower to grasp it in his palm.

 

"You are so hot, Brittany...." Max wheezed. Brittany dropped a hand to her sex as Max began to stroke his shaft. "So fucking hot..." he repeated. He stumbled closer to her until he was only a foot away, running his hand up and down his pole.

 

"Are you jerking off...?" Brittany asked innocently. Max nodded, his eyes barely slits as he watched her hands move over her naked body.

 

"God, that is so HOT..." Brittany panted. "You're jerking off in front of me...I love it...Jerking off to me..."

 

She dropped her hand back to her pussy and spread her lips as she spread her legs wide. Max groaned as she pushed a finger between her pussy lips and began to finger herself. She moaned as she watched his hand blaze up and down his shaft.

 

Max let out an animal sigh and stood in front of her as his cock exploded. The sight of this luscious young girl sitting naked, just inches away from him, staring at his cock and fingering her pussy was just too much for the guy! A huge load of seed sailed through the air from the tip of his cock. Brittany laughed wildly as it streamed in a wide arc and splashed hotly on the floor near her thigh. Her fingers dropped to touch it as Max stepped closer and sprayed another thick blast to the floor.

 

Brittany yelled gleefully as she watched Max come. With wild eyes blazing she reached out and cupped her hand around Max's cockhead as he released yet another eruption. This time it was her hand that got coated with semen. She grinned hotly and wrapped her hand around Max's cock, pumping him as his final flow dripped thickly over her fingers and onto his balls.

 

Brittany, her eyes wild, continued to jerk Max's cock as his knees began to tremble. Unable to stand from the sheer strain of ecstasy, he collapsed at her feet. Brittany jumped from her seat and knelt in front of him, hugging him tightly and panting.

 

"Oh, my...Max! That is so hot! It's so wet!" her youthful enthusiasm overcame his exhaustion, and Max began to grin. He'd just jerked off in front of Brittany's naked body and she was thanking him for it! It was too much.

 

Brittany was beside herself. She kept her hand around Max's cock, as she hugged him with the other arm. "God, Max....!" she panted. "I want to do that again! That was so hot! I want to do it...I want to jerk you off...please...!"

 

Max began to laugh. "In a minute, Brittany....Geez! A guy needs some time to recover!!"

 

His cock belied his words, though. It had stayed fully erect as Brittany worked her hand up and down its length. Finally, he gave in to her, lying on his back as she stroked him with both hands as he instructed her in the fine art of masturbation.

 

Brittany was a sexy, eager student, and in a matter of minutes, his seed was shooting through her fingers, landing in wet pools on his belly and chest. She continued stroking him, and finally he had to pull her hand from his sore tool. Brittany reluctantly complied, but sat beside him, watching as his cock shrank back to its normal size.

 

When she brought her semen coated hand to her face, smelling his juice then tasting it, he felt a tingle in his balls, but nothing could get his cock up again. He was drained.

 

That night was the beginning of a whole new relationship for Brittany and Max. They both would endure long days at the official Playboy shoots, waiting for the work to end so they could hurry off and play. Max taught her exactly the right way to jerk a boy off, and Brittany was a most willing student, stroking him gently, allowing his juices to coat her fingers until they glistened, then jerking him off faster until he shot his heavy load of semen into the air.

 

Max often asked her to jerk him off as he stared at and fondled her breasts, and Brittany loved this. To see the expression of pure pleasure on his face when he came gazing at her body made her happier than she'd ever been and made her feel sexy and hot. She would grin as he panted exhaustedly above her, and she would rub and massage his cock faster and faster.

 

This practice changed slightly one day when they were in her room on her bed; Max asked her if she would jerk him off between her breasts. Brittany's eyes widened with excitement and she readily agreed. Max didn't realize how much Brittany already knew from watching videos with the publisher and the GNS trio. She was much more aware of the variety of sex acts, but she kept the information to herself. It gave her a thrill to follow Max’s instructions, and she was learning an awful lot!

 

This day, she couldn't resist teasing him, though. She grinned at his request and lay on her back, cupping her breasts with both hands, as Max stood over her stroking his cock. "Do you want to fuck my breasts, Max...?" she whispered. Max's eyes opened wide then closed to slits as he watched Brittany writhe underneath him. Sometimes she made him so hot, he could barely contain himself.

 

"Are you going to fuck my breasts...?" Brittany repeated, her eyes smiling. Max nodded and straddled her, kneeling down until his cock was only an inch away from her cupped breasts.

 

"I think I'd like that." Brittany continued. She could tell her teasing was driving him crazy. He had taught her well...

 

"I want you to fuck my breasts, Max..." She used the phrase over and over because she saw the effect it had on him. He was beginning to shake as he watched her play with her breasts and grin at him. "I want you to fuck them until your ready to come..." She reached a hand up, cupping his seed laden balls. She looked deep into his eyes. "I want you to come...I want my body to make you come."

 

Max's whole body tightened and he coughed loudly, making Brittany giggle. She was amazed at how easy it was to tease guys into a state of frenzy, and she was loving the experience.

 

A lot of the movies she'd seen had guys shooting their semen over ladies faces and it seemed to turn them on immensely. And a lot of the women seemed to love it. While her curiosity had peaked and she was anxious to find out if it was as exciting as it looked she didn’t think she’d let him do anything like that. She was certainly getting turned on building up to it though!

 

She sighed, and pulled her breasts apart as Max lowered his cock between them. The two lovers groaned in unison as heat of his shaft caressed the creamy warmth of her breasts and brushed over her nipples, then floated into her valley. She grinned up at him as her hands closed her breasts around his pole, creating a gentle vise.

 

Brittany looked down as Max began to pump his hips slowly. Her lips parted and she breathed open-mouthed as she watched his cock head peek through her breasts, then disappear. Each pass became quicker and quicker as Max felt himself loosing control.

 

"That feels so good, Max...You're fucking my breasts....fucking my breasts....fuck me, Max...." She began chanting as she felt Max start to tense. She felt her own orgasm building simply from the excitement of the moment. She squeezed her legs together as a wave overtook her. She shuddered in pleasure as Max began to moan.

 

"Come for me, Max...Fuck my breasts and come on my face...Fuck me....FUCK ME!"

 

Max pushed his cock deep between Brittany's breast and groaned. His body jerked spasmodically and he fell backwards pointing his cock in the air; the load blasted from his cockhead, splashing wetly on the pillow.

 

"Yesss..." hissed Brittany. Max reared up and aimed his cockhead at Brittany’s face. His second volley erupted and she twisted her head to avoid his shot. Brittany saw it hit the bed and began to laugh uncontrollably. Max grinned and aimed lower, stroking his cock faster. His third heavy shot arced perfectly into Brittany's open mouth!

 

Brittany choked, purely from reflex, until she realized what had happened. She closed her mouth, tasting semen for the first time, then grinned. Without even thinking, she leaned her head forward. She opened her mouth and took the head of Max's cock inside just as he released another barrage.

 

She squealed around his cock, keeping her lips tight as she sucked him like a thumb. She felt his juices blasting out and spilling over her tongue. Instinctively she began to swallow, finding that she liked the soothing feeling of the thick juice as it flowed down her throat.

 

She opened her eyes and looked at Max, keeping his cockhead inside her mouth and simply sucking it like a nipple. She was overcome with love when she saw the expression on his face.

 

Never before had she seen such a look of complete peace and contentment. He looked back at her with love in his eyes and gently pushed his cock deeper. Brittany relaxed her sucking and allowed him to slide over her tongue. Her eyes widened as he pulled out slightly, then pushed in again. She couldn't believe Max was fucking her mouth!!

 

And she couldn't believe how much she enjoyed the feel of his thick shaft as it glided over her tongue. It was her first blow job! Brittany was ecstatic!

 

Well, not really a blow job, since he'd actually only just come there, but, as Max began to slide his cock in and out of her mouth, Brittany thought that was about to change...

 

She wasn't sure what to do, but kept her head tilted forward, and began to suck gently. Max groaned, a huge grin on his face. Brittany smiled back as best she could as Max instructed her to swirl her tongue around his cockhead. As she did this, he groaned again, only deeper. Brittany grinned and kept up her tongue action.

 

Max leaned forward, placing a hand on either side of Brittany's shoulders, and leaned over Brittany’s face, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth. He simply couldn't believe how lucky he was to have someone like this. She was as full of lust as he was, and so very receptive.

 

He loved the way she grinned up at him, obviously enjoying the sensation of his cock in her mouth. His love for her poured from his heart as he felt a stirring in his balls. Brittany felt him tensing up and began to flick her tongue wildly under his cock as he passed over her tongue. She turned her eyes upwards, looking into his. She knew he was going to come, and couldn't wait to feel her mouth filling again.

 

Max slid his cock deep into Brittany's mouth and held it there, almost making her gag, but she controlled her reflex. He let out a long whoosh of air and his cock began to buck.

 

Suddenly, Brittany felt her mouth filling with fire. Max began to fuck her mouth with short, fast strokes, spilling load after load into her willing throat. Brittany swallowed as best she could.

 

She was in heaven! She was sucking her very first cock, and was too excited for words! And she was loving it! As Max's flow ended, he kept his cock in her mouth and Brittany sucked to get every drop, even after he began to soften. When he was half hard, she leaned forward, taking his cock deeper and feeling it slide into her throat. She choked as she did this, though, and had to pull her mouth off.

 

Brittany had to turn her head, laughing choking and gagging all at the same time. Both of them fell back, panting and wheezing, their hearts pounding like jackhammers as they realized what they'd just done. Brittany's smile was luminous, her eyes bright with excitement. Max's eyes were closed, but when he opened them, a huge grin broke out over his face.

 

"That was incredible, Brittany..." he panted, "That was so incredibly hot! I can't believe you!"

 

Brittany grinned at his praise, and moved closer, laying her head on his chest and looking into his eyes.

 

"I want you to teach me how to do that, Max." she whispered. Her eyes glowed with lust. "I like that even better than jerking you off..." She cocked her arm and brought her hand up to encircle his semi-hard cock. She squeezed him gently.

 

"I was excited about you coming...I really was...", she continued, "...and I loved your cock between my breasts..." She closed her eyes remembering the sensations. As she opened them again, she saw Max looking at her with a smile. "But I loved the feel of you inside my mouth... It's almost like fucking, isn't it?" Brittany shuddered with pleasure.

 

"And, I love it when you come there, Max....I love the feel of your stuff shooting on my tongue... And the taste! God, I love the taste!" She sat up beside him, grinning wildly.

 

"I want to do that a lot, Max." she grinned. "I want to suck you off again!" She turned to look at his exhausted cock, flaccid and soft in her hand. "Uh...later, I guess..." Max cracked up, causing Brittany to laugh with him. She leaned over and hugged Max as he wrapped his arm around her.

 

His hands moved over her body, cupping her breasts, and massaging her. As his left hand moved lower, and slid between her thighs, Brittany sighed and spread her legs wider. She positioned herself to give him greater access to her pussy and moaned as his fingers found her pussy lips, parting them and teasing her slit.

 

She loved it when Max made her come. His fingers were very talented. She pushed her hips up, coaxing Max's finger inside her. She groaned as he slid inside and began to fuck slowly in and out. Max grinned and began to work his magic.

 

Brittany was always eager to come after getting him off, and her orgasms were never far away. She got so excited just playing with his cock, that her own come was an extension of his. This time was no exception.

 

Her hips began to rotate as she lifted off the sheets. Max began fucking her with his finger, and pressing his palm against her clitoris, knowing that this was a favorite thing for Brittany. She began to pant heavily and flooded his fingers and hand with her juices. The wet sounds of his slapping hand only served to drive her further into her come and she moaned into his shoulder as huge, orgasmic waves of pleasure washed over her. She quivered and shook, pushing her pussy down onto his hand, then collapsed against him.

 

"Oh, Max, what you do..." she gasped. "I think I love your fingers most of all..."

 

She looked up at him and laughed at his expression of mock disappointment. Her hand moved up to encircle his cock once again.

 

"Well....maybe not MOST of all...." she laughed.

 

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From that day on, Max and Brittany experienced their special brand of sex almost every day. Both of them couldn't wait to finish work, and go down to the studio to play. Brittany developed her cocksucking abilities to the point where she could make Max come in a matter of only minutes. This came in handy when they were both hot to play, but GNS trio was on guard. They would sneak off, going to the studio, or Brittany's room, or even, sometimes, outside in the bushes beside the pool, and Brittany would slip to her knees, taking his cock into her mouth and sucking him wetly until he filled her belly with his seed.

 

By the time they returned, no one was the wiser, and they'd share secret glances across the living room as they pretended to watch T.V or whatever games were being played.

 

The photography continued, also. Over the next few weeks, they collected hundreds of photos. Max had installed two six foot, full length mirrors on one wall of his studio, and they'd take shot after shot of Brittany sucking him, or masturbating each other, or Brittany posing for the camera in a variety of erotic poses and costumes.

 

The ones that Brittany found particularly exciting were the ones of her going down on Max's thick cock, and, of those, she loved the ones showing him coming...either in her mouth, or straight up into the air. Looking at them reminded her of the passion she'd felt at the moment. And some of the looks of pure ecstasy on Max's face as he shot off, were absolutely priceless!

 

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All these memories flooded through Brittany's mind as she watched Max sleeping on the couch. She reached over his shoulder and slipped the story boards from his hands, taking care not to waken him.

 

Brittany sighed and lowered the boards quietly. She moved around to the front of the couch and knelt in front of Max. For a long time, she merely watched him sleep, propping her head on her hands.

 

Then, with a grin forming on her lips, she reached out her hand towards his lap. Still trying not to wake him, she gently ran one finger up and down the length of his bulge. She grinned as she watched it grow, pushing up and out against the loose cotton of his sweat pants.

 

She sat back, admiring her handiwork, and unbuttoned her blouse, taking it off, and placing it on the couch. Then, still grinning at her little game, she reached out to gently, quietly unbutton Max's pants.

 

He stirred, turning a little in his sleep, and she paused, watching him until he was under again before continuing. She giggled as she grasped his zipper tab and pulled downwards. It was a nylon zipper and moved down effortlessly and silently.

 

Brittany sighed as she saw his naked cock come into view. Her mouth began to water with the thought of what she was going to do...

 

She pulled the flaps of his sweats apart, exposing the entire length of his cock, then leaned forward. Her tongue flicked out, and she began to lave to head of his cock gently. Max groaned, causing Brittany to smile. He must be having a hell of a dream, she thought.

 

Moving silently, Brittany covered his cockhead with her saliva until it gleamed wetly. She used two fingers to pull his cock up and delicately closed her lips. Max groaned again as Brittany slipped her mouth over him. She smoothly began to move her head up and down, taking him deeper and deeper into her moth with each pass.

 

Max was still in dreamland, but began to move his hips, fucking upwards as Brittany began to suck him off. He was groaning continuously now, and fucking his cock up into his dream girl’s mouth. Brittany became more aggressive as she felt him begin to tense. She began to suck harder, running her tongue around his cockhead as he slid back and forth over her lips, trying desperately to make him come.

 

Max's body became rigid and his eyes snapped open. He looked down to see Brittany with her mouth around his cock and he exploded, firing blast after blast of thick hot lava into her mouth.

 

Brittany moaned and swallowed, sucking his cock with every ounce of talent she had developed. She was thrilled to have the comfortable feeling of Max's cock in her mouth once again. Max's hips stopped pushing up, and Brittany held him in the middle of her mouth, allowing his seed to fill her, loving how it seeped under her tongue, and between her lips and teeth.

 

Only when she felt his load pushing out from her lips, did she swallow again, letting the thick mouthful trickle over her throat and into her belly. Max groaned as he watched her and shot a last, small volley onto her tongue. Brittany grinned around his pole and swallowed this also before pulling her lips from his cock.

 

She sat back and smiled at Max. "Wake up sleepy head.." she whispered. She laughed as Max leaned forward and hugged her tightly.


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