"Wha..." he said. I looked back over my shoulder. He was still standing there with his shirt off, although now he was petrified.
"I saw you filming me. Its okay. Get your camera and film me some more. I've seen how American female celebrities gain popularity. They "leak" tapes like this. Go on. Get your camera. Set it up so it looks hidden." He looked at me mortified he'd been caught. "Better hurry, or you'll miss it." I said, playfully pulling at the bottom of my tanktop. Seducing interns was so easy. He got the camera filming and through a blanket over one corner of the lense.
I smiled and walked in front of my cot, acting as if he wasn't there. I quickly pulled my top off and sat on the rough canvas surface. He stared at my exposed flesh as I reached behind me and unclipped the bra. I leaned forward, letting my naked breasts jut firmly from my body as the bra slid down my smooth, white arms. I pulled my shoes off one at a time, and then stood. I shook and shimmied, causing my massive breasts to sway and bounce, out of my skirt. I stepped out of it, turned to the side, and pulled my panties down. My heart was fluttering. I could only imagine the gross and perverted things they'd say on the internet about this.
"Oh God..." I thought, my nipples stiffening to the sleaziness of it all. I imagined all those men, and some women, lusting over my exposed flesh. I imagined them begging for me to turn around, or even better...
I turned and rolled my pantyhose down my legs, my shaven smooth pussy exposed to the camera. I leaned down into my bag and fished out a fresh pair. I sat down on the cot and raised my leg, sliding the pantyhose on to mid thigh. I let my legs hang open naturally as I got the other one, then rolled it up as well. I sat for a second, my arousal gushing through me. I could my cunt spasm at the thought of all those strangers looking at me, wishing, begging, for a taste of my glistening sex.
Next, I stood and slid a fresh pair of panties on, a light colored green thong that I soaked through immediately. I bent down and grabbed a matching bra, clasping it so my tits were jutting out sluttishly but naturally. Safi was staring, his erection obvious. "Well, you lucked out today, didn't you?" I thought, imagining how it was going to feel inside me...
Finally, I stepped into a new skirt, pulled it up, and slid a fresh tanktop over my body as I walked off camera to stand by Safi. He was breathing heavy, and looked at me like he was barely able to control himself. I motioned to the camera. He ran over and turned it off. When he turned back around, I was there. I gave him a gentle shove, causing him to land on the cot. I pushed him back and ran one hand along his bulging cock.
He saw the lust in my eyes as I tore his pants down. I slid my body backward, my lips just barely touching the tender underflesh of his member. My pouty lips parted, and my soft, moist tongue slid up and down his throbbing shaft. I rose slightly, and engulfed him. He sighed as my mouth filled with him, taking him deep into my throat before sliding it back out. I sucked it back in and out, over and over.
Safi reached beneath me with one hand, and took my breast in his palm. He kneeded the tender nipple to puffy erectness as I sped up, sucking him hard and fast as he played with my tits. My hands ran up his chiseled abs as I stared into his swarthy face and I felt myself get wetter and wetter. Soon, my fingers where sliding into my skirt, and seeking my yearning sex beneath my panties.
He started thrusting into my mouth to meet my descents. I gurgled and sucked and plunged my fingers in as fast and deep as I could. He held the back of my head and stood up. "Well, looks like he is taking charge finally." I thought, wondering what he'd do to me. His cock slid out of my sucking mouth with a pop. I looked up into his wild, lustful eyes, and i shivered in anticipation... |