Photographer 21 (Patreon)

After leaving Nicole in her bedroom, used and exhausted, I took a quick stop in the bathroom to groom myself, namely, cleaning the most obvious evidence of recent sexual encounter from myself, including the taste Nicole from my shaft. I washed my face, fixed my hair, and even used the air-freshener in the room to mask the lingering smell of sex on myself. 

Just as I was about to move to the basement, I remembered that my equipment was still in my car, so I made a brief detour to pick my camera. We were in a nice neighborhood, but there was a lot of confidential stuff inside, including the most recent rewards of my session with Penny, so I didn’t want to take any chances. 

When I went back inside, I opened the room leading to the basement stairs very carefully even as my mind switched back to my encounters with Katie. When she had asked me to act as her boyfriend just to compete with her more popular friend Madison, I took several opportunities to steal a few kisses and gropes, seeing them as fair pay for all my efforts. However, her quick agreement to my so-called training assistance caught me a bit surprised. 

Even more surprising part was our last training session, where I had arranged things perfectly until she had surrendered her virginity in a momentary loss of attention from her own part, then, at my urging, decided to turn it into an advantage. 

Careful to make any sound, I managed to arrive at the bottom of the stairs without being caught. I looked around to see Katie, only to meet a view that was enough to make my manhood twitch despite the exhausting challenge it just went through. Katie was standing in front of a mirror, her attention firmly on her reflection, wearing nothing but a white garter belt and a pair of white stockings. Combined with her petite figure and her blonde hair, she was the perfect innocent angel. 

I sat on the stairs, watching as she posed in front of the mirror several times, her blush visible from the other end of the room, but she somehow failed to notice me. She reached for her phone and took several pictures, recording her reflection on the mirror, but despite that, my phone didn’t ring. I understood the reason a moment later, when she checked her camera, only to blush spectacularly. She took another photo, this time her legs positioned carefully to hide her core while her arm was covering her breasts once more. This time, however, it was placed lower so there was a hint of areola in her picture. 

‘I’m getting bored,’ read the message she sent to me, followed by her picture. 

“We can find a solution for that,” I said as I started walking toward her. 

The cute yelp that escaped her mouth was spectacular as she crouched down, trying to hide her body. “Stephen, you’re here,” she stammered in shock. 

“Of course,” I said as I casually walked toward her. “How could I not be here, when I have such an enthusiastic student, impatient for her teacher’s arrival.” 

“Shut up,” she murmured, but a smile infected her face despite her best effort. 

“Are you going to stay like that?” I said, gesturing her crouched pose, trying to hide her body. “I think we’re well-past this point.” 

“Shut up,” Katie shouted, but the following giggle was enough to tell her good intention. She took a deep breath before standing up, though she stood with and angle, her own hips hiding her core while her arm stayed around her breasts. 

“As you wish,” I said and chuckled. Then gestured my camera. “I didn’t expect you to enjoy dressing up though. It was a nice surprise.” 

“It’s your fault,” she pouted, but as she pouted, she finally pulled her arm away from her chest, giving me a direct view of her shapely breasts, making me desire to fill them with my hands. 

“Why?” 

“You forced me to undress while my mom is in the room,” she pouted as she walked away in a manner that would have been immature and childish if it wasn’t for the fact that she was dressed in a garter belt and stockings only. The way her naked ass danced in each step made things quite a bit different. 

However, one thing was missing, I decided, and picked a pair of white stilettos to complete the ensemble before following her. “I didn’t have the feeling that you were unhappy with it.” 

“That’s not the point,” she said without turning back, but I knew her enough to visualize the frustrated and shy expression she must be holding. 

“Isn’t it?” I said, laughing when she huffed in response. I continued, closing in despite her attitude. Though if she wanted to underline her annoyance, walking to my bed practically naked was not the best way to do so. I was feeling more and more excited, especially when she sat on the bed, her legs crossed, her attempt to seem elegant just making her cuter. 

“What are those for?” she asked as she pointed at the stilettos in my hand. 

“You will look even sexier with those on,” I answered even as I pointed at her. “Then, maybe we can take a few photos.” 

“Photos!” she exclaimed. “I don’t want that!” 

“My gallery disagrees,” I said as waved my phone, and she just blushed. I didn’t wait for her answer, just crouched down and gently grabbed her foot. 

“Stephen, no,” she murmured, but made no attempt to pull her foot back while I gently led it toward the stiletto, caressing her ankle in the process. I was silent while finishing to put on the first one, and she made no protest. When it was time to put on the other one, she readily presented it by putting in on the side, which gave me a momentarily glimpse of her nether lips before her thighs pressed together, cutting my vision. 

I decided to tease her a bit, so after helping her to put on the shoe, rather than connecting its belts, I let my fingers dance over her calf, earning a surprised gasp off her. She growled warningly, but I just chuckled, letting my fingers move up to her knee, dallying there momentarily before climbing up even further, tracing the outside of her thigh. She growled once more, and in response, I leaned forward, letting my breath to fall on her knee, making her shiver in anticipation. Her legs twitched like they wanted to part open, giving me direct access to her core, but she somehow managed to resist it. 

Slowly teasing her was more tempting than aggressively pushing her to the next stage, especially when she deserved it by continuously teasing me with her sexy poses. As a teacher, it was my responsibility to teach her the right way to tease. I moved down and finished tying the belts of her shoe, and stood up. “Done,” I said with a smirk while I enjoyed her mixture of relief and disappointment, though the latter left its place to panic on my next words. “Are you ready to give me a sexy pose?” 

“I - I don’t know,” she stammered, deciding to be shy after everything she had done before. 

“Come on, sweetie, it will help a lot. Knowing how to stand and look is the most important part of being attractive. You have the potential, but we need to shine it.” She opened her mouth hesitantly, but I continued. “Don’t you want to impress me after all the time I spent teaching you,” I said. 

“I do,” she whispered longingly even as she made a motion to stand.  

“Excellent,” I said even as I put my hand on her shoulder. “You don’t need to stand up sweetie,” I explained. 

“Aren’t we going to take photos,” she said. 

“Yes, we are, but who said you need to leave the bed,” I said, which made her blush even harder, redness of her face contrasting with her beautiful blonde hair. “Come on, don’t tell me that you’re feeling shy after everything.” 

“Of - of course not,” she quickly stammered a reply. To her credit, her concern was justified. Even in her extremely undressed state, taking photos in my own bed was very different from using a more neutral scene setup. In her eagerness to prove herself, however, she was quick to abandon her point, reluctant to disappoint me. 

It was a dangerous quality to have around me. 

“Excellent,” I said as I gave her a gentle smile before passing her a pillow. “Hold this on your chest, but make sure your chest is peeking out a bit,” I explained. “Then, give me your sexiest look.” 

“How about this,” she said as she gave a hesitant smile that made her look like nervous, and not like sexy nervous. She looked like she had a challenging exam. 

“Excellent,” I said, not wanting to discourage her. The first rule of being a photographer was to make the model feel at ease, and it was much more important considering the activities I had planned for her in the aftermath. “Now, let the pillow slide down,” I said even as I repositioned myself over her to catch an amazing cleavage. Just because I was doing that to seduce her didn’t mean that I didn’t want to take more erotic photos. 

“You’re not going to share these, right?” she murmured hesitantly. 

I chose to take her comment in good nature and smiled gently rather than explode angrily at her lack of trust. Considering the things I was doing, I couldn’t claim to be exactly trustworthy. Luckily for her, despite everything, I was a jealous bastard, and those photos were far too private to actually share. “Don’t worry,” I said. “And if it would help, doing so would ruin my professional reputation completely. Nobody would work with a photographer that leaks photos, them being private would matter little.” 

Katie nodded, her fragile smile getting just a touch stronger. “I trust you,” she said. It worked at this particular circumstance, but that didn’t change the fact that it was not a good idea in general. Not that I had any intention of informing her of that particular nugget. Instead, I pressed the shutter, immortalizing her shy look as she slowly moved the pillow down, revealing her shapely breasts to my attention. 

“Excellent,” I said. “Now, lay down and pull on the covers, but I want one of your breasts to be peeking out, like you have forgotten to cover it properly. If you can look a bit surprised, the better.” 

She said nothing, not that she needed to. The white covers, mixed her innocence and with her equally white underwear and her sexy pale skin made her look like a princess. A princess that was seduced by the villain considering her rather revealing her circumstances, of course. I leaned down, watching her from the camera’s peephole, each press of the shutter immortalizing another angle of her innocent sexiness. 

I went through several commands which she followed to the best of her ability. Unlike Nicole or Penny, Katie wasn’t a precious gem as far as modeling was concerned. She was beautiful, no doubt, but she lacked the range of emotion, giving a sense of innocence no matter what she tried. I was aware that expecting to find yet another miracle talent was too unrealistic, but I felt a bit disappointed nonetheless. 

Luckily, Katie was sufficiently amazing in other regards with an innocent enthusiasm to match. 

Since she didn’t turn out to be a miracle modeling talent, I decided to cut the informal audition short and focus on the real aim of her visit. I grabbed the cover even as I ordered her to take several expressions. I pulled it a bit, revealing her other breasts and more of her thighs, but when I gave no sign of stopping, she grabbed the cover in panic. “Katie,” I warned her. 

“Sorry,” she murmured as her fingers loosened, her blush returning strongly. I smiled in response, but didn’t stop pulling away from her covers, revealing her beautiful body in the process. When her body was completely revealed, she put her hand between her legs. This time, I let her do so while taking several more pictures. 

When she finally pulled her hand away, there was a noticeable bulge in my pants. “It doesn’t look comfortable,” she murmured, trying to sound daring and teasing, but once again failing to come across anything but cute. 

“It is, actually, but my hands are full. Why don’t you help me,” I said.

She blushed, but in the end, she didn’t hesitate much before taking a sitting position. I took a step forward to make it easier, and her hands reached to my pants. She acted quickly, trying to hide the excited tremble in her hand, but she failed to do so. She fumbled with my pants for a bit before managing to untie my belt. Then, proving that she was learning some interesting stuff from me, she pulled my pants down with a torturous slowness before applying the same on my boxers. 

I was furiously taking photos all along, occasionally dipping down the camera to share an encouraging smile. Her fingers wrapped around my shaft, her touch gentle and fleeting, just like my earlier treatment of her legs while I helped her put her shoes. 

“Such a good student,” I said with a smile, frustrating her with my calm smile. Truthfully, she was doing surprisingly well. I would have felt the frustration if I had just arrived from the photoshoot with Penny, but the two loads Nicole had taken worked wonders to remove the edge. 

Seeing my calm expression, Katie had a surprisingly challenging expression on her face. “Let’s see how you’re going to handle this,” she said before leaning forward, her tongue out, giving a trailing lick on my length. 

“Somebody had done some extra-curricular work,” I said as I watched Katie’s tongue dancing along my length with surprising skill. Sometimes, being a nerd had surprising payouts, it seemed. 

Katie just hummed before reaching the bottom, uncaring that I was still taking photos of her amazing lips. She managed to impress me when she took the head into her mouth while maintaining eye contact, her beautiful eyes shimmering with desire. She moved deeper without hesitation until she devoured half of it. 

As much as it was tempting to drop the camera and force her to swallow the rest, watching her attempts to take control was too beautiful to ignore. And with her excellent costume, I was getting some excellent photos for my private album. 

I watched in interest as her hands trailed down her own torso, twisting her nipples as she moaned, vibrations working wonders on my shaft. “You’re doing really well,” I said, and she beamed pridefully. It didn’t surprise me. After all, despite all of her wanton behavior, she was nothing more than an enthusiastic student trying to impress her tutor, and succeeding spectacularly. 

“If this little appetizer impressed you this much, I wonder how you’re going to react to the main course,” she said, her lips curled in imitation of domination, though the hint of hesitance dancing in her eyes showed that her confidence was paper-thin. Still, she was the evidence of nerdy girls deserving their reputation. Stripping in the same room with Nicole, sexy selfies, giving me a nice oral treatment despite being photographed… 

She might not be a good model, but she definitely had all the hallmarks of a good lay. It was rare to find a woman that was willing to focus on self-improvement that much. “How about if you put those beautiful tits in use, sweetie,” I reminded her. 

“Impatient,” she said, trying to sound teasing but only succeeding on shy. Though, her failure to act didn’t matter much when my well-lubricated shaft was squeezed between her breasts, the crown peeking out angrily whenever she reached the apex of her movement. 

“Smile for the camera, honey,” I said even as I lowered it before taking several more photos. 

“Stephen!” she exclaimed, losing her rhythm when suddenly remembered there was a camera recording her. “Put it down.” 

“Come on. Think if of as taking notes. This way, we can examine them together to identify the areas of improvement. You don’t want to do the same mistakes, right?” 

“Am I doing something wrong!?” she exclaimed, her imitation confidence evaporating in an instant. 

“Don’t worry, sweetie,” I said with a chuckle. “You’re doing well, definitely a solid B+. If you continue working hard, you can easily get an A, maybe even an A+.” Put in the terms she might understand, she was quick to calm down. 

“And what exactly I need to do to get that A+,” she whispered throatily as she started moving up and down on my shaft. 

“That’s a secret for now,” I said even as the possible options flew into my mind, taking her puckered hole, or maybe a threesome with her rival Madison, maybe even with some help from Madison’s sexy cousin… That would have been a spectacular final exam. It was a pity that such a possibility was still too far away. 

“Well then,” she said then leaned forward, capturing the crown between her beautiful lips once more while her tits continued their amazing massage to the bottom. 

I wondered what else she had in mind…