1. In The House of Forgotten Cameras


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: MILF, Author: Jason_NYC, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    surprised her by walking to the alcove, contemplating the photos for several minutes, then pulling four images off the wall and setting them next to the cosmetics on her vanity. "These four," I said, motioning to the images. "But they've been done already." "And now we're going to make them better," I replied. "Well, then," she said. "Let's get started!" With a lot of teasing and flirting and blatant exhibitionism, we worked our way through the four poses and, I think, improved a little on each of them. It wasn't brilliantly creative, but it left us with a sense of accomplishment. "Davey," she said as I was putting the last glass-plate negative away. "Let's fuck!" That was all the invitation I needed. I took a half step and literally leaped onto her bed, pulling Jillian along with me. Our lips locked, my fingers found her stiff nipples and her fingers wrapped around my insanely hard cock. Later when I would visit her, we'd sometimes spend hours in delicate foreplay. Not this first time. The photography had been anticipation enough. Almost as soon as Jillian's fingers found my cock, she guided it between her legs and her lower lips parted to accept it. With one long stroke, I slipped effortlessly inside. We fell into a lover's dance that was part thrusting hips, part gentle undulation. We began slowly and the pace gradually increased without ever really pausing. Soon, Jillian was whimpering and my hip thrusts were jackhammering against her hot, grinding sex. My cock ...
    recoiled and fired off its first ejaculation, accompanied by a squeal from Jillian and a rolling contraction of her uterus. My now hyper-sensitive cock responded with another pulsing squirt, and once again the walls of her canal contracted around me with a muscular grip, pulling me deeper inside. The cycle continued until I literally felt as if I had been milked of my last drop. My lips found Jillian's nipple and as I sucked her breast into my mouth, I could feel the pounding of her heart and the rise and fall of her breathing. Her body seemed fragile and delicate as I pulled her tight against me. I awoke to Jillian's soft caresses. For a moment all that registered were her fathomless blue eyes gazing down upon me with a look of infinite fondness. "You've been asleep for hours," she said softly. She was wearing a thin silk robe that did little to conceal her wonderful contours. I was still naked. "The Collector asked if you could visit him before you leave," she continued. "There's something he would like to ask you." That last sentence set off a mental alarm, and I looked to the foot of the bed where I had left the view-camera. It was gone. "It's safe," Jillian said in her tone of voice that would never fail to put me instantly at ease. "Get dressed, I'll take you to the Collector… and your camera." We walked through the sitting room with its hundreds of old cameras and passed into the main hallway. While the initial collection had amazed me, what I now saw left me speechless. ...
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