pussy rippling around his cock. “Kurt, oh God, yes!” I gasped, unable to help myself.
“Was it good, Mel?” he murmured when the spasms had finally passed and I was panting helplessly, his cock still buried in my cunt. “Did you like the feel of me fucking you while you came?”
“You know I did,” I murmured, looking up at him, letting my true feelings fill my eyes. “It felt amazing, Kurt. All of this, all day, has been incredible.”
“I know,” he murmured, and looked suddenly sad. “I feel the same way. But you know how it is, Mel. Why we can’t…”
“I understand,” I said, nodding. “But we’re not home yet. We’re still here. I want…want you to know that if you want to come in me, you can. I mean, we’ve been doing this for hours; it has to be killing you to keep going like this with no relief.” I felt I couldn’t keep denying him the right to fill me with his cum when he had given me such a hot orgasm just moments before.
He frowned stubbornly and shook his head. “I told you, Mel, I’m not going to come in you. That’s taking things too far. It’s going to be hard enough to go home after this as it is.”
Just then, Lisa called for yet another position and our conversation was cut short. It turned out to be the last position she needed, and after she finished snapping yet another picture of Kurt’s cock entering my pussy, she called a halt and thanked us both for our professional behavior.
“The pictures are going to be beautiful,” she said as we disengaged awkwardly and reached for our robes. “I’ll see that you get a set to keep if you like.”
“That would be nice.” I smiled at her and nodded. “And I want you to know it’s been an amazing experience working with you. I never would have thought in a million years that I’d get to do a shoot with Lisa McKenzie.”
She smiled back. “Well, you may get to do more than one, Melanie. I really enjoyed shooting you. So why don’t you give me your information and maybe I’ll call you the next time I’m in town?”
“That would be great,” I said, really meaning it. “I’d love to work with you again.”
“Of course, it would be straight modeling,” she said, looking around the large empty warehouse. “Nothing like this again -- this book really is a one-time thing. But I might like to use this space for another shoot -- I love the natural light in here. That’s why I decided to come here in the first place instead of using a studio.”
We talked photography and modeling for a few more minutes while Kurt got changed, and then I went and changed myself, hardly able to believe that the shoot was really over.
* * * * *
After being naked together and touching each other so intimately, it felt funny and wrong to be fully dressed and sitting so far apart on the ride home. Wrong and yet I knew this was the way things had to be. Kurt was my stepbrother, and he could never be anything more to me -- not if I wanted my mom to keep talking to me. She was so prim and proper I knew the idea that I wanted her stepson as anything more than a big brother would just about kill her. No, there was no point in even thinking about it -- we were stuck as siblings no matter how much I wished it were otherwise.
Kurt seemed to be thinking the same thing because as we pulled in the driveway of our house, he turned to give me a long, measuring look. “Mel,” he started in a low voice, not meeting my eyes. “I want you to know that today, well, it meant a lot to me. Even though we were only doing what we did because it was a job, still…”
“I feel the same way,” I said, hearing the pain in his voice and wishing I could erase it.
“But now that we’re home,” he continued. “I don’t think we should mention it again. In fact, I don’t think we should talk about it.”
“You’re right,” I said, even though my heart was breaking. “It’s probably better if we just pretend that nothing ever
“Was it good, Mel?” he murmured when the spasms had finally passed and I was panting helplessly, his cock still buried in my cunt. “Did you like the feel of me fucking you while you came?”
“You know I did,” I murmured, looking up at him, letting my true feelings fill my eyes. “It felt amazing, Kurt. All of this, all day, has been incredible.”
“I know,” he murmured, and looked suddenly sad. “I feel the same way. But you know how it is, Mel. Why we can’t…”
“I understand,” I said, nodding. “But we’re not home yet. We’re still here. I want…want you to know that if you want to come in me, you can. I mean, we’ve been doing this for hours; it has to be killing you to keep going like this with no relief.” I felt I couldn’t keep denying him the right to fill me with his cum when he had given me such a hot orgasm just moments before.
He frowned stubbornly and shook his head. “I told you, Mel, I’m not going to come in you. That’s taking things too far. It’s going to be hard enough to go home after this as it is.”
Just then, Lisa called for yet another position and our conversation was cut short. It turned out to be the last position she needed, and after she finished snapping yet another picture of Kurt’s cock entering my pussy, she called a halt and thanked us both for our professional behavior.
“The pictures are going to be beautiful,” she said as we disengaged awkwardly and reached for our robes. “I’ll see that you get a set to keep if you like.”
“That would be nice.” I smiled at her and nodded. “And I want you to know it’s been an amazing experience working with you. I never would have thought in a million years that I’d get to do a shoot with Lisa McKenzie.”
She smiled back. “Well, you may get to do more than one, Melanie. I really enjoyed shooting you. So why don’t you give me your information and maybe I’ll call you the next time I’m in town?”
“That would be great,” I said, really meaning it. “I’d love to work with you again.”
“Of course, it would be straight modeling,” she said, looking around the large empty warehouse. “Nothing like this again -- this book really is a one-time thing. But I might like to use this space for another shoot -- I love the natural light in here. That’s why I decided to come here in the first place instead of using a studio.”
We talked photography and modeling for a few more minutes while Kurt got changed, and then I went and changed myself, hardly able to believe that the shoot was really over.
* * * * *
After being naked together and touching each other so intimately, it felt funny and wrong to be fully dressed and sitting so far apart on the ride home. Wrong and yet I knew this was the way things had to be. Kurt was my stepbrother, and he could never be anything more to me -- not if I wanted my mom to keep talking to me. She was so prim and proper I knew the idea that I wanted her stepson as anything more than a big brother would just about kill her. No, there was no point in even thinking about it -- we were stuck as siblings no matter how much I wished it were otherwise.
Kurt seemed to be thinking the same thing because as we pulled in the driveway of our house, he turned to give me a long, measuring look. “Mel,” he started in a low voice, not meeting my eyes. “I want you to know that today, well, it meant a lot to me. Even though we were only doing what we did because it was a job, still…”
“I feel the same way,” I said, hearing the pain in his voice and wishing I could erase it.
“But now that we’re home,” he continued. “I don’t think we should mention it again. In fact, I don’t think we should talk about it.”
“You’re right,” I said, even though my heart was breaking. “It’s probably better if we just pretend that nothing ever
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