Update 54
I quickly put my camera to the side and went into the water to pull it out onto the beach. Once it was out, I positioned it such that it was facing the sun.
'Perfect!' I thought to myself. I was happy with my find.
"Vivaan... are you sure you picked the right outfit for a beach shoot?" Ileana's voice called out to me from behind, sounding a bit confused.
I turned around to see Ileana step out, dressed in the most sinful looking lingerie ever. It was a sexy pink lace set, the bra was a lacy half-cup, barely covering her generous breasts, showing off a large amount of cleavage. Her nipples were barely hidden under the delicate pink cloth, with the top of her areolas peeking through the edges. What made it priceless was the fact that her nipples were really hard with all the cold air blowing around us. The other piece of the set was these delicate lacy thong panties that hid almost nothing of her perfect ass as it accentuated her hips and curves.
"Fuck me!" I muttered under my breath, already feeling myself grow hard at the sight. "I mean, yeah! That's perfect."
"You think so?" Ileana asked again, incredulously, "This doesn't really seem appropriate for the beach!"
Even though it was just the two of us, she was clearly shy about wearing lingerie in public, even though the beach was empty and secluded. In my mind, she was showing the same amount of skin as the bikini, but I guess the mind associates lingerie with the bedroom and this was making her blush. Her cheeks were turning red. She was nervously playing with her hair. She was so hot, and so adorable, at the same time.
"Just trust me on this, ok?" I replied quickly, picking my camera back up and turning it on. I adjusted the settings that were appropriate for the lighting. Then I turned to her, and said, "Ok! Let's do this!"
The next 15 minutes were the most erotic moments of my life. She looked so beautiful and sensuous and shy, all at once. Sam was right, she was a natural! She picked up every instruction and every direction that I gave her, without even a hint of hesitation or any mistakes.
I had her pose by the log. The contrast of her wearing the lingerie on the beach, instead of in a bedroom, where it is more appropriate, made for this amazing mix of sex appeal. The way she arched her back, pushing her tits out towards me, and smiled at me through half-lidded eyes, was so, so sexy!
We had a ton of fun, unlike we ever had before. The artist and the muse, both completely lost in our craft, enjoying the sensuous nature of our work, and also having so much fun just being with each other. We were totally lost in the moment. The rest of the world did not exist any longer.
Within 15 minutes, I already had some phenomenal shots of her, which I doubted Samar would be able to top. As I rolled through the gallery once again, to make sure, I knew that those shots were great.
She was a vision of perfection in the shots. A perfect angel.
But there was this nagging feeling that I could do better, and Mr. Anand's words kept ringing in my head, "Get her in the mood. Make her feel sexy. Bring out her 'Inner Slut'"!
And then inspiration struck me!
***
I stepped forward, leaving the camera carefully on the sand as I approached a confused looking Ileana. My mind went back to that night which changed my life, forever, at Navratri. I remembered how Suraj Bhaiya had both his girls in the palm of his hand. He was definitely channelling their inner sluts that night. I paused for a moment in front of her, as I stared into her gorgeous blue eyes, and then I kissed her.
It wasn't a gentle kiss to give her confidence, or a soft brush of lips just to tease her. Instead, I pressed my lips against hers, my hands immediately encircling her waist, pulling her closer against me.
Her eyes grew wide with surprise, at first, then she slowly closed them as she melted into the kiss. Our lips pressing against each other, our tongues brushing together and twisting in each other's mouth. We moaned together, losing ourselves into the kiss. And my hands roamed all over her body, touching, squeezing and caressing every inch of her soft skin.
"V-Vivaan... What are you..." she moaned as I broke the kiss, and at the same time, reached down to pull the cups of her bra down, revealing her perfect tits in the open. She immediately pulled her hands up to cover them and looked at me in surprise.
"I want to photograph my slut!" I growled in a low voice, my hands roughly grabbing her wrists and pulling them away. Her breasts bounced freely, her pink nipples standing erect and hard, "My sexy, naughty, crazy-for-my-cock slut!"
Her eyes went wide when she heard me call her 'my slut' for the first time.
"V-Vivaan..." she whispered softly again, but the look in her eyes had changed. They went wide, again, as her lips parted. She was panting with excitement, as she tried to express herself, "I'm... I'm not a s-slut!"
"You're my slut!" I repeated, my right hand reaching up to grab her left boob and gently squeezing it, pinching her nipple lightly. She was a few inches taller than me, so I pulled her down a bit and kissed her neck, licking my way down her cleavage. "You've been my slut from that first moment when you kissed me!"
"I---I---I..." she moaned again, her eyes staring deep into mine as my lips found her hard nipple and sucked it into my mouth.
"Ahhnnnn... Vivaan! S-someone might come..." she whimpered, but didn't push me away. In fact, her hands reached around my head to hold me closer, pressing her nipple deeper into my mouth. Her whole body trembled in pleasure at the feeling of being exposed on the beach and being pleasured.
"Let them come. They'll see you for the slut that you are." As I said this, I pulled away and stepped back, leaving her gasping and wanting more. I picked up my camera again and quickly raised it, aiming it at her.
"VIvaan!" she pouted, trying to cover her breasts up with one arm but I shut her resistance down with a firm instruction.
"Sit down, turn to the side and cross your right hand over your tits," I muttered as I clicked away.
"I-I-I... I am not a slut," she mumbled, but then followed my instructions and slowly sat down on the log. She crossed her arm over her breasts, trying to be modest, but it only ended up making her look even sexier. Her legs were slightly apart, and her head turned towards me. The way she was leaning back a bit, it showed off her gorgeous figure in a way that would get anyone going!
Click!
I clicked a quick pic of her, looking directly at the camera, her beautiful face framed by her long black hair, her eyes sparkling with lust. The way her hand barely managed to cover her full tits, the pink nipple of the right breast peeking out at the top, "You look so fucking sexy like this! It makes me want to fuck you right here!"
"You're making me nervous," she complained, blushing furiously at being exposed like this, but she still spread her legs a bit more when I asked her. My hands trembled in excitement as I kept clicking photos of her, one after the other.
"Now pull up the bra to cover your nipples, but push your thong down till it's barely covering your pussy lips," I ordered her. She followed my orders hesitantly, but it was so hot to watch that I had to adjust my pants.
"Vivaaaaan... Please! This is too much!" She looked down at herself with a flush of embarrassment on her cheeks. The top half of her body covered by the tiny bra, and her skin glistening in the sunlight. The tiny thong barely covered her smooth pussy and left nothing to the imagination.
I stepped forward and put my hand between her legs. I pushed the thong string aside and ran my fingers over her slit.
"Vivaaaan... don't..." she moaned softly, spreading her legs a bit more without even thinking about it.
"You're so wet," I smirked, bringing my fingers out from under her panties and up to show her, "Look at how much your slutty little pussy is drooling! And I know exactly what you want!"
She blushed even more and looked away, biting her lips in anticipation of what I was going to say next!
"You want my cock, don't you?" I said in a low voice, leaning forward to whisper in her ear.
"Y--Yes..." she whispered back, "but n-not now..."
"Oh, now is the perfect time," I assured her with a confident smirk as I reached down and began fingering her soaking wet pussy, slowly, through her thong, "Just need to get your sexy little body in the right mood! I bet you're just dying to cum!"
"Aahhhnnn... Ahhhh... Yes!" She moaned loudly, grinding her hips into my fingers. Her fingers had unconsciously found their way to my crotch, where she felt my erection straining against my shorts, "Y-you're so hard?"
"Anyone in my place would be hard after seeing you dressed like this!" I growled, reaching down to unbuckle my pants with my other hand and freeing my cock right there on the beach. I was still wearing my T-shirt, but my pants fell down to my ankles and I kicked them away, leaving my nice big cock exposed for her.
"Now tell me what this makes you..." I whispered in a tone that made her shiver with desire. She was still rubbing my cock through the underwear while I was still slowly circling her clit with my thumb, "Say it!"
"I---I'm..." She mumbled, biting her lip again nervously, "Ahhh... I can't... ahhh..."
"Say it!" I repeated firmly, slapping her pussy once over her panties, making her gasp in surprise.
"V-VIvaan..." She whimpered before taking a deep breath, her cheeks flushed red, "I'm a slut! I'm... ahhh... your slut!"
"That's right!" I groaned in pleasure, "And sluts like you get fingered till they cum!"
"Ah--AHHH... AHAHHH..." She cried out in pleasure, spreading her legs even more and throwing her head back in ecstasy, as we stood in this secluded paradise, all alone.
"Ooohh... Oooohhh... VIVAAAAN!" she moaned loudly, grinding her pussy against my fingers desperately, her nails digging into my arm as she started to cum, hard.
"Fuckkkk!" I groaned as I pushed her panties aside and plunged my middle finger inside her pussy, feeling her inner walls clamp down around it as her juices coated my hand.
"Yesss... Yes! I'm a slut... oh God... I'm your slut, Vivaan!" she cried out loud, one hand grabbing onto me for support, while her other went to her tits, squeezing and groping them roughly as she rode out her orgasm, until she fell back, panting, on the log again.
I didn't waste a moment as I clicked another picture of her, still gasping for air, looking utterly spent, yet so satisfied. Her beautiful eyes were dazed in post orgasmic bliss, her black hair tousled around her. One arm thrown back to hold on to the log for support, while the other lay over her boobs, now covered but still barely exposed in a very sensuous way.
CLICK. CLICK. CLICK.
I guided her a little, and in her blissed-out state, she followed every command of mine, letting herself be positioned as I so chose. It was so hot to watch her being so submissive. She looked at me through half-lidded eyes as I directed her onto the log on all fours, facing away from me. She arched her back, thrusting her ass out, looking over her shoulder with a sexy little pout that drove me crazy.
'Bring out her inner slut,' Mr. Anand's words echoed in my mind again as I took the final closeup of her face, her eyes focused with a look of utter lust and hunger, beyond the camera, at my cock, which was obviously out of frame. I smiled to myself, knowing I had done exactly that!
***
Meanwhile...
As the light grew a little bit more bright in intensity, Mr. Anand looked around at his crew and called it a wrap. The girls had been great. He pulled out the Memory Card and handed it over to Varun, who immediately headed over to the van to copy it into the laptop and show him.
Meanwhile, his nephew Sam, seemed to be distracted, looking in the distance towards the cove where the two newcomers were shooting.
"So how did your shoot go with the new girl?" He asked Sam with a raised eyebrow, "You've been gawking at her since you met her yesterday. I hope we can use her tomorrow?"
Mr. Anand was shooting for his new calendar and he usually kept Oct, Nov, Dec and the main cover girls for last. Simi and Rosanne had done a phenomenal job for Oct, Nov and he'd got an amazing pic of both together, which he knew he would probably use for the main cover and for the marketing campaign.
Only December would be left for tomorrow, that is, if Sam's test shots came out well. Otherwise, they would need to return again later and that meant added costs.
"I think we found a gem here," Sam smiled back, "She's absolutely stunning! And she's just a natural in front of the camera. She's a perfect ten, Uncle!"
"Good... good... You did a great job getting her here!" Mr. Anand chuckled and patted Sam's shoulder.
His nephew grinned excitedly and nodded, "She has it all--the complete package. The camera loves her. She has definite potential! She really looked great in that bikini."
"She is an amazing model," Sam continued, "But we will need to get rid of that dweeb 'agent' of hers, though. I can't see him adding any value. Plus, I think she's definitely interested in me. Give me a day and I'll sign her on exclusively for us."
"Hmmm... I think it might work out but not in the way you think, Sam," Nikunj Anand mumbled thoughtfully.
"I'll go get them. It's been an hour already!" Sam got up from his chair, but was interrupted by his uncle.
"Why don't you give them their time. They'll return when they are good and ready. Meanwhile, work on your pics on your laptop and select the ones you like the most," Mr. Anand smiled and nodded at Sam.
"Yes, Uncle," Sam looked confused but quickly rushed off to the van.
Nikunj Anand grinned as he remembered his first shoot with Sonali, all those years ago. He glanced back towards where Vivaan and Ileana were. He wondered if Vivaan had taken his advice...
There was definitely something there, and he, for one, was willing to see how it panned out.
***
CLICK. CLICK. CLICK.
The camera's shutter was clicking away furiously as I took photos of Ileana, who was at this moment, on her knees in the sand before me. Her beautiful face framed by her long black hair and eyes glistening with lust, staring up at the camera, while her tongue sloppily kissed and slurped around my cock.
"Yes! That's perfect... just like that!" I groaned in pleasure; my free hand reached down to grab a handful of her soft long hair and held her head in place while I slowly fucked her face.
"Ahhh...I can't believe you're making me... slurp...do this," she pulled back and licked her lips, "Out in the open. Ahhh... Sam might... come over... mmm... see us!"
"You... ahhh... can stop if you... ahhh want," I groaned as I grabbed my cock for a moment and lifted it just out of her reach, slapping her cheeks with my balls and letting her feel them against her face before slapping my cock over her lips.
"But if you are a good slut then you... ahhh... won't stop!" I ordered her, "And open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out..."
And despite her weak protests, I could see by the way she was blushing when I called her a slut, that this was turning her on. She looked up at me through half-lidded eyes and obediently opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out.
CLICK!
I slapped the head of my cock down on her tongue, making her moan softly. Then with one hand still holding her head, and the other holding the camera, I slid my dick forward, fucking her mouth and face. She immediately closed her lips around it and started bobbing up and down my shaft.
I still couldn't believe that it had just been two days since I had taught her how to suck my cock and she was already this good at it.Her eyes never left the camera as she took me deeper and deeper. My fingers were tangled up in her hair, guiding her head, dictating the pace.
"Good girl... that's it," I groaned, feeling my orgasm approaching.
She was so hot and beautiful. She gagged over a mix of her saliva and my pre-cum as she pulled it out and began slathering the tip and head with kisses and licks, all the while looking right at the camera lens. Sam was right, she was a natural in front of the camera.
Her hands reached down to rub herself off through her panties. It was too much for me, and I had to fight hard to keep control.
"Beg me for it... "I growled, looking down at her.
Her eyes went wide but she didn't hesitate even for a second, "I-I want... ohhh... mmmm.. Vivaan! Please..." She was panting with desperation, trying to push forward and capture my cock again between her lips, but my grip on her head held her firm.
"You swear to be my slut?" I groaned, pulling my throbbing cock back, "You belong to me! And only me!
"Yesss... yes! I'm your slut! Always yours!" she gasped, a thick sheen of saliva and pre-cum mix coating her lips, making her look slutty in the sexiest way possible. "Please... Vivaan..."
I groaned at those words and let go of her head. My fingers were trembling from the sensation of being so close, and I could barely hold the camera still as I focused down on the sight of the most beautiful woman in the world swearing with her lips wrapped around my cock, that she would always be mine!
"Cum for me... cum for your slut," she whispered, looking directly at the camera, her eyes conveying a look of complete and utter submission.
CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!
"Fuck!" I shouted in pure pleasure as I felt my orgasm tear through me. My hips thrust forward, my balls tightening, as ropes of hot white cum burst forth from my cock and splashed across her face.
Her lips remained parted in an 'o' shape and her eyes were half closed as she tried to catch as much of it on her lips as she could. My body spasmed and my legs trembled while I fought to keep my fingers on the camera, capturing her gorgeous face as it was plastered with my seed. After a few moments, my cock finally stopped twitching.
"Good girl..." I panted, releasing the tension in my shoulders as I slumped backward, resting against the log. With one hand still holding the camera, I used the other to gently caress her hair, looking down at her through half-lidded eyes.
She was a vision to behold, kneeling before me with my cum dripping down her cheeks and lips, slowly moving her tongue around, tasting it. Her face was flushed, and she was panting with need.
CLICK!
"Did I do well, Vivaan?" she asked in a low whisper, looking up at me with a dazed expression in her eyes. All the while, scooping some cum up from her face with her fingers and sucking it off with a slurp!
"You were... fuck... amazing...!" I groaned at the sight of her, my cock still throbbing in front of her face, "Now be a good little slut and clean me up."
Ileana's eyes lit up with eagerness and lust. She immediately grabbed my shaft tightly in one hand, while wrapping her other hand around my balls, and leaned forward, slowly lapping at the tip of my cock, cleaning it.
"Your cum is always so thick... and yummy!" she moaned, her tongue swirling around the head before sliding down to the base and then back up, lapping up every stray drop.
"F-fuck..." I moaned, my eyes rolling into the back of my head at the sensation. With the way she was cleaning me off, and what with the whole taboo us-being-in-the-open situation. It didn't take more than a minute for my cock to get rock hard again.
I looked at my watch. 1 hour. I still had time.
And there was one more shot I wanted to try.
***
"V-vivaaann... A-are you sure?" Ileana muttered nervously as I ordered her to get naked while pulling the mat from the shack out into the open, by the water.
"The light here is great," I nodded towards the sun shining over us in the morning, as I set up the camera on the log, facing us. I'd set it up for video mode with a burst timer feature to take pics every 30 seconds.
She pouted at my reply; the light was not what she was worried about, but nevertheless, pulled her pink lacy thong down, letting it drop to the ground at her feet before stepping out of it. She reached behind and with practiced movements, unclasped her bra before letting it drop to the ground.
"Fuck..." I groaned at the sight of her nude body in the natural backdrop of this amazing cove.
Her beautiful face framed by her long black hair. Her soft tits swaying enticingly before my eyes, while her pink nipples were standing erect and hard, the same shade as her areolas. She was nervous and it showed in her body language, the way her hands clasped together behind her back, but it also made the look hotter.
My eyes roamed down her gorgeous curves. The swell of her hips that lead to a patch of neatly trimmed black hair over her pussy, just above her beautiful, puffy pussy lips.
"Vivaan... Samar will be here any moment now..." she whispered nervously, "I-I am not sure if we should do this."
"It'll be another hour for him to be done and come looking for us. He's competitive, but a man of his word, so he won't come early," I replied confidently, pulling off my T-shirt, thus leaving me completely naked.
I was rock hard as I approached her, reaching out to pull her in against me. My cock brushed against her stomach, and I felt the warmth of her skin as my arms went around her waist.
"You want it too... I can tell," I said softly, leaning forward and brushing my lips against her soft neck. She shivered and gasped at the touch, but then she moaned even louder, her legs spreading apart instinctively, when I reached down and gently rubbed my index finger over her slit, feeling the heat from her pussy and the slickness of her wetness.
"This is...ahhhh... so naughty!" She gasped again as I pulled back with my fingers that were wet with her juices. I brought them up to my lips and slowly licked them clean in front of her eyes. Ileana watched me with a hungry look on her face, biting her lip as I sucked her juices off my finger.
"Get down on all fours," I commanded in a low voice, stepping behind her as she got down on her hands and knees. The camera was to our side but pointing at us, and I made sure to position myself so that it could see everything clearly.
I got down behind her, my cock brushing against her pussy and my hands gripping onto her hips firmly.
"Tell me what you are?" I asked, leaning forward to whisper in her ear. She blushed furiously but didn't refuse my command.
"I'm your slut... ahhh!" she moaned, turning around to look at me, "Ahhhhh.. I'm your dirty little slut!"
"That's right," I smiled at her, leaning back up and lining my cock to enter her pussy from behind, "And this is my pussy. Mine only!"
"Yes... Yes... Vivaan!" Her eyes went wide with desire at the words. Her breath quickened and her entire body quivered with anticipation. And I didn't want to make her wait any longer.
With one firm thrust, I slammed my cock deep inside of her wet, tight pussy! My fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips as I felt the head of my cock press against her cervix, penetrating as deep as possible.
"Ahhhhhhn... Vivaan!" She cried out loudly, her hands clutching the mat below us while she pushed herself back against me.
'Oh God... thank you for this!' I prayed in gratitude.
I pulled back slowly, enjoying the feeling of her pussy clenching tightly around my shaft. My hands ran up her sides and around, cupping her tits from behind. And then, with all my might, I thrust back into her!
"Yes! YESS... YES! VIVAAAAANN!"
Her body rocked forward with each thrust, and she cried out in pleasure. Within a few minutes of non-stop pounding, I had fucked the shyness out of her. Her moans filled the air, echoing around us in the secluded little cove, "Harder... HARDER... FUUUCK!"
"Aren't you...ahh... worried... ahhh... that they will hear you if you moan like that?" I panted with a grin on my face, as I slapped her ass playfully, making her yelp in surprise.
"It's... ahhhh... your.... ahhh... fault... you... meanie..." she whimpered, looking over her shoulder at me, her eyes blazing with lust, "Fucking me.... so... ah... hard! I can't help myself... oh God... I can feel you so deep!"
"What...mmm... What about Samar?" I teased, reaching forward to grab her shoulders and pull her up. I grabbed her waist and turned her face towards me "You didn't want him to come looking for us? Remember..."
"Oh fuckkkk... I don't care! I don't care!" she cried out loud, shaking her head, "Ah... He was flirting non-stop... ahhh... during our shoot... And I... ahhh... He didn't know that I belong to you!"
"He was flirting with you?" I muttered in irritation as I pushed her off and before she could react, I turned her around and pushed back on the mat, this time with me on top of her.
She squealed in surprise, her eyes wide with shock. I leaned down, pressing my lips against hers while lining my cock to her entrance again, teasing her, "What did he say?"
"Yes, he... ahhh... he kept flexing his abs and trying to... oh God yes! Vivaan... impress me with his stories!" She gasped, reaching down and gripping my cock, trying to guide it into her eager pussy, but I continued rubbing the tip up and down her slit.
"What else?" I repeated firmly.
"He said I was hot.. ahhh... and a natural in front of the camera," she moaned, rolling her hips up, desperately trying to get me inside her, "He wanted me to shoot with him privately... ahhhh... alone! Ahhh... he wanted me to dump you and sign with him. He said he'd... ahhh... make me famous!"
I felt a sudden rush of possessiveness surge through me. Without another word, I slammed my cock inside her tight pussy. She let out a loud gasp, arching her back off the mat as her tits pressed against me.
"And what... ahh... did... you say?" I whispered in a low growl.
"That I... aahhh..." she moaned, trying to form words between her moans of pleasure and my thrusts into her wet hot pussy, "I-I told him... no!"
"No, why?" I smirked as I leaned in and kissed her lips, "He's with a famous photographer. He's handsome and buff..."
"It's because he doesn't have a nice... ahhhh.. cock like you! I love how you fuck me hard every night!" she gasped, grabbing the back of my neck and pulling my face forward to kiss me deeply, "I said no because I am Vivaan's slut!"
"I love you so much..." I panted in pride as my thrusting became more frantic and erratic, pounding into her with abandon.
"I... ahhhnnn... love... oh... you... I love you... I love youuuuuuuuu!" she moaned loudly, throwing her legs up and wrapping them tightly around my waist as she felt her orgasm approaching.
I was lost to my pleasure. My hips rocked against hers, driving me closer to the edge with each thrust. With every stroke of my cock inside of her tight wet pussy, I could feel myself getting closer.
"Open your mouth," I groaned and in a fit of perverted fervour, remembering a move I had seen in one of those hardcore pornos, I drooled a thick strand of my saliva from my lips and tongue into her open mouth!
Her eyes went wide when she realized what I was doing, but she didn't protest, her own tongue reaching out to accept my saliva as a final acceptance of being my slut! "Ahhh... Vivaan!"
"Yes!" I groaned, feeling her cumming on my cock, "I can feel it!"
"Y-yes! YESSS... YES...YES... YEEEEEESSSS!" she screamed out in pleasure. Her nails dug into my back, and her legs clenched tightly around my waist.
Her pussy clamped down around my cock, milking it for all its worth, while I shot rope after rope of cum deep into her womb, painting her insides with my seed.
It seemed to go on forever before we finally collapsed together, spent and panting heavily against each other.
***
I looked around, whistling happily and kicking the water as I sat on the log waiting for Ileana to step back out from the shack. She wasn't going to head back in her cum-stained outfit, so I was waiting for her to change back into her bikini.
*SMACK*
I looked around in surprise towards her as she smacked the back of my head, while blushing a deep red, and taking a seat beside me.
"What was that for?" I asked, rubbing the back of my head.
"That's what you get for being a pervert!" she gave me a mean looking stare before grabbing my arm and cuddling against my shoulder, "For fucking me out in the open!"
"Oh, come on... "I chuckled, wrapping my arm around her waist, "I thought you liked it. You did cum quite hard at the end there."
She pouted even more and pinched me, making me yelp, "It was so naughty... and embarrassing!"
"You were great," I smiled, kissing the top of her head, "I'm sure we got some amazing shots today."
"You are so embarrassing..." she huffed, crossing her legs, "Why did you record us having sex. And what if Samar had come over..."
"He would have seen me fucking my girlfriend," I shrugged with a grin, "And be super jealous of me."
"Fine... " she said with a blush and then eyed my camera, "But why did you have to make a video of us?"
"Oh, I like to make videos of my special moments," I added, as I pulled out the memory card "And don't worry, I'll keep it safe."
"I hope it was worth it. You did get good shots to beat Samar, right?" she asked softly, looking a bit apprehensive, "I did the whole competition thing for you..."
I looked into her eyes for a moment and nodded, "Don't worry about that. I just need a few hours to work on the raw images and will then show them to Mr. Anand!"
She just nodded and gave me a kiss, "Let's go back then... before Samar comes looking for us!"
***
The crew had almost wrapped up by the time we headed back. Mr. Anand and his team were staying at the hotel, and I told them that I would need a few hours and then drop off my best pics for Mr. Anand in the afternoon.
Samar seemed to be eyeing Ileana while I spoke to his uncle, and offered to buy her a coffee. But she made an excuse that she was tired. For some reason, we decided to not tell him that we were dating. Which was fine by me, because watching Samar pointlessly try to flirt with Ileana, knowing that he had no chance in hell, was funny!
We headed back to our hotel and after getting some breakfast, Ileana sat down with a book, while I worked on the pics on my laptop.
I made sure to first copy out and safely store our more intimate shots in my Dropbox folder. I labelled it "Ileana's Inner Slut" and stored it beside another labelled "Navratri Night with Pooja and Jhanvi Didi'. The other folder containing the equally hardcore threesome of Pooja and Jhanvi Didi by Suraj Bhaiya that night.
After copying my other photos into my work folder and safely deleting and wiping my memory card clean. I went to work on the photos for Mr. Anand.
Ileana in a lacy pink lingerie in the backdrop of the ocean was too good to be true. Her sensuous poses, combined with her natural sexiness and the overall mood of the pics did come out pretty good.
I think Mr. Anand would agree that I had gotten her to show her inner slut.
But when I reached the later pics, the ones taken after I had made her orgasm. That was when I realized the true meaning of his words.
If the earlier pics were good, the ones after that were simply phenomenal! In the first few pics, she looked beautiful. There was an element of shyness, of hesitancy in her eyes. But in the ones we took later, they were something else.
I felt myself getting hard, looking at them again. The way she was looking into the camera, her eyes alight with lust. And then I found it, the picture that would certainly blow Samar out of the water.
Her face had the radiant afterglow of an orgasm, while she posed seductively with her fingers hooked in the thong. Pulling it down just enough to reveal a small hint of her pussy lips. The way she arched her back and pushed her tits up. And the look in her eyes, sparkling with desire and lust for me!
It was the money shot!
In it, Ileana didn't look like a model. She didn't look like a girl trying to be sexy or seductive. She looked like a woman who wanted nothing more than to be fucked by her lover!
I felt my heart skip a beat and quickly got to work. There was no way I would lose now.
***
After lunch, I went over to Mr. Anand's room and dropped off the USB with the pics I had selected. He gave me a pat on the back and said he would go through Samar's and my pics and would meet us around teatime in the café.
I nodded respectfully and headed back to our Villa, with butterflies in my stomach all the way.
***
It was around 5 pm when we found ourselves in Moonlight Café with Ileana sitting beside me. A smug looking Samar took a chair on her other side, as Mr. Anand ordered for us.
"So..." Nikunj Anand leaned back after giving the order, and spoke to Ileana, "Did you enjoy your first day of modelling, my dear?"
Samar raised an eyebrow at this, but Ileana blushed and nodded her head with a smile.
"I really had a good time, Sir." She replied cheerfully, "Vivaan and I had a lot of fun shooting."
"Call me Nikunj," he grinned back, "Sir makes me sound older than I am."
We chuckled a bit at that, but I was eager to hear his verdict. But he seemed to be in no mood for haste, taking a slow sip from his coffee and looking over at us, "You know... I am really impressed by you, my dear. It's rare for me to say this, but it's been years since I've seen such natural talent in someone."
I smiled proudly and looked over at Ileana, who was blushing again. I could see even Samar was impressed with his uncle's words.
"In fact, I want you to sign a contract with my agency," he continued, "I'll have Varun send you an email by tonight. A two-year exclusive contract to model for me, with a monthly retention fee and an additional amount per shoot you do with us."
"Whoa... that's... that's..." Ileana gasped, covering her mouth with her hand, her blue eyes wide in surprise, "And what about the contest?"
"Well, about that though..." Mr. Anand smiled and glanced at Samar. He chuckled and pulled out his iPad and slid it on the table, "I think I already found a picture which I am using for your December page."
"You did?" Samar gasped, looking at his uncle, "But she didn't shoot with you... So did you pick one from the pics I took?"
Mr. Anand laughed at that and shook his head and in response, tapped the screen to reveal the picture of Ileana in that I had taken. I had added a monochrome filter to it, but left a little bit of the pink hue of her lingerie and the blue sea behind her remained coloured.
"Vivaan," he added, as he looked at the image, "The shyness and desire I see in her eyes, wearing sexy lingerie in the wild, was truly a stroke of genius."
"Wow... This is..." I whispered in shock as he smiled proudly at me.
"In fact, I intend to use this picture as the main cover, and for my marketing too..." he grinned, tapping again on the iPad and sliding it back, "You are a very talented young man, and I would love to have you join the team!"
***
Ileana and I celebrated with a nice candlelight dinner. Not only did I get an internship with the top fashion photographer in the country, but Ileana was also going to be by my side throughout and she was excited to try out modelling too.
After two years of being locked up by Ravi's goons, it seemed that life was definitely turning around for her AND me.
We had a romantic stroll on the beach, and I decided to take a shower before getting into bed with her.
"Vivaan, what's your password?" Ileana's voice called out from the door as I brushed my teeth, "I want to check your email for our contracts?"
"It's... Photolife321," I called out as I spat into the sink and gargled before heading into the shower for a nice hot bath.
It was a good ten minutes before I stepped out of the bathroom door with a towel wrapped around my waist. But I was surprised by the sounds of two girls passionately moaning.
I looked at the table to see a shocked looking Ileana with my laptop open and the screen open on a loud scene of Suraj Bhaiya pounding away at Pooja Didi's pussy, while a naked Jhanvi Didi kissed his neck from the side.
"Ohhhh. yesss. I want more; more of Chotu's big cock. Fuck me harder," Pooja Didi moaned shamelessly, "Fuck. Ohhhh fuck. Fuckkkkk!!!"
"Fuck her master... Fuck my sister... fuck her till she screams... Aaahhhhh... till she's begging for you to stop... mmmpph..." Jhanvi Didi was saying, between kissing him, her fingers groping his muscles and slapping Pooja Didi's ass.
Ileana paused the clip and looked over at me, her voice low in a whisper like I had never heard before, my face draining of colour, "Vivaan... Why is there a video on your laptop of Suraj Bhaiya fucking two sisters, with you recording it?"
***
'Perfect!' I thought to myself. I was happy with my find.
"Vivaan... are you sure you picked the right outfit for a beach shoot?" Ileana's voice called out to me from behind, sounding a bit confused.
I turned around to see Ileana step out, dressed in the most sinful looking lingerie ever. It was a sexy pink lace set, the bra was a lacy half-cup, barely covering her generous breasts, showing off a large amount of cleavage. Her nipples were barely hidden under the delicate pink cloth, with the top of her areolas peeking through the edges. What made it priceless was the fact that her nipples were really hard with all the cold air blowing around us. The other piece of the set was these delicate lacy thong panties that hid almost nothing of her perfect ass as it accentuated her hips and curves.
"Fuck me!" I muttered under my breath, already feeling myself grow hard at the sight. "I mean, yeah! That's perfect."
"You think so?" Ileana asked again, incredulously, "This doesn't really seem appropriate for the beach!"
Even though it was just the two of us, she was clearly shy about wearing lingerie in public, even though the beach was empty and secluded. In my mind, she was showing the same amount of skin as the bikini, but I guess the mind associates lingerie with the bedroom and this was making her blush. Her cheeks were turning red. She was nervously playing with her hair. She was so hot, and so adorable, at the same time.
"Just trust me on this, ok?" I replied quickly, picking my camera back up and turning it on. I adjusted the settings that were appropriate for the lighting. Then I turned to her, and said, "Ok! Let's do this!"
The next 15 minutes were the most erotic moments of my life. She looked so beautiful and sensuous and shy, all at once. Sam was right, she was a natural! She picked up every instruction and every direction that I gave her, without even a hint of hesitation or any mistakes.
I had her pose by the log. The contrast of her wearing the lingerie on the beach, instead of in a bedroom, where it is more appropriate, made for this amazing mix of sex appeal. The way she arched her back, pushing her tits out towards me, and smiled at me through half-lidded eyes, was so, so sexy!
We had a ton of fun, unlike we ever had before. The artist and the muse, both completely lost in our craft, enjoying the sensuous nature of our work, and also having so much fun just being with each other. We were totally lost in the moment. The rest of the world did not exist any longer.
Within 15 minutes, I already had some phenomenal shots of her, which I doubted Samar would be able to top. As I rolled through the gallery once again, to make sure, I knew that those shots were great.
She was a vision of perfection in the shots. A perfect angel.
But there was this nagging feeling that I could do better, and Mr. Anand's words kept ringing in my head, "Get her in the mood. Make her feel sexy. Bring out her 'Inner Slut'"!
And then inspiration struck me!
***
I stepped forward, leaving the camera carefully on the sand as I approached a confused looking Ileana. My mind went back to that night which changed my life, forever, at Navratri. I remembered how Suraj Bhaiya had both his girls in the palm of his hand. He was definitely channelling their inner sluts that night. I paused for a moment in front of her, as I stared into her gorgeous blue eyes, and then I kissed her.
It wasn't a gentle kiss to give her confidence, or a soft brush of lips just to tease her. Instead, I pressed my lips against hers, my hands immediately encircling her waist, pulling her closer against me.
Her eyes grew wide with surprise, at first, then she slowly closed them as she melted into the kiss. Our lips pressing against each other, our tongues brushing together and twisting in each other's mouth. We moaned together, losing ourselves into the kiss. And my hands roamed all over her body, touching, squeezing and caressing every inch of her soft skin.
"V-Vivaan... What are you..." she moaned as I broke the kiss, and at the same time, reached down to pull the cups of her bra down, revealing her perfect tits in the open. She immediately pulled her hands up to cover them and looked at me in surprise.
"I want to photograph my slut!" I growled in a low voice, my hands roughly grabbing her wrists and pulling them away. Her breasts bounced freely, her pink nipples standing erect and hard, "My sexy, naughty, crazy-for-my-cock slut!"
Her eyes went wide when she heard me call her 'my slut' for the first time.
"V-Vivaan..." she whispered softly again, but the look in her eyes had changed. They went wide, again, as her lips parted. She was panting with excitement, as she tried to express herself, "I'm... I'm not a s-slut!"
"You're my slut!" I repeated, my right hand reaching up to grab her left boob and gently squeezing it, pinching her nipple lightly. She was a few inches taller than me, so I pulled her down a bit and kissed her neck, licking my way down her cleavage. "You've been my slut from that first moment when you kissed me!"
"I---I---I..." she moaned again, her eyes staring deep into mine as my lips found her hard nipple and sucked it into my mouth.
"Ahhnnnn... Vivaan! S-someone might come..." she whimpered, but didn't push me away. In fact, her hands reached around my head to hold me closer, pressing her nipple deeper into my mouth. Her whole body trembled in pleasure at the feeling of being exposed on the beach and being pleasured.
"Let them come. They'll see you for the slut that you are." As I said this, I pulled away and stepped back, leaving her gasping and wanting more. I picked up my camera again and quickly raised it, aiming it at her.
"VIvaan!" she pouted, trying to cover her breasts up with one arm but I shut her resistance down with a firm instruction.
"Sit down, turn to the side and cross your right hand over your tits," I muttered as I clicked away.
"I-I-I... I am not a slut," she mumbled, but then followed my instructions and slowly sat down on the log. She crossed her arm over her breasts, trying to be modest, but it only ended up making her look even sexier. Her legs were slightly apart, and her head turned towards me. The way she was leaning back a bit, it showed off her gorgeous figure in a way that would get anyone going!
Click!
I clicked a quick pic of her, looking directly at the camera, her beautiful face framed by her long black hair, her eyes sparkling with lust. The way her hand barely managed to cover her full tits, the pink nipple of the right breast peeking out at the top, "You look so fucking sexy like this! It makes me want to fuck you right here!"
"You're making me nervous," she complained, blushing furiously at being exposed like this, but she still spread her legs a bit more when I asked her. My hands trembled in excitement as I kept clicking photos of her, one after the other.
"Now pull up the bra to cover your nipples, but push your thong down till it's barely covering your pussy lips," I ordered her. She followed my orders hesitantly, but it was so hot to watch that I had to adjust my pants.
"Vivaaaaan... Please! This is too much!" She looked down at herself with a flush of embarrassment on her cheeks. The top half of her body covered by the tiny bra, and her skin glistening in the sunlight. The tiny thong barely covered her smooth pussy and left nothing to the imagination.
I stepped forward and put my hand between her legs. I pushed the thong string aside and ran my fingers over her slit.
"Vivaaaan... don't..." she moaned softly, spreading her legs a bit more without even thinking about it.
"You're so wet," I smirked, bringing my fingers out from under her panties and up to show her, "Look at how much your slutty little pussy is drooling! And I know exactly what you want!"
She blushed even more and looked away, biting her lips in anticipation of what I was going to say next!
"You want my cock, don't you?" I said in a low voice, leaning forward to whisper in her ear.
"Y--Yes..." she whispered back, "but n-not now..."
"Oh, now is the perfect time," I assured her with a confident smirk as I reached down and began fingering her soaking wet pussy, slowly, through her thong, "Just need to get your sexy little body in the right mood! I bet you're just dying to cum!"
"Aahhhnnn... Ahhhh... Yes!" She moaned loudly, grinding her hips into my fingers. Her fingers had unconsciously found their way to my crotch, where she felt my erection straining against my shorts, "Y-you're so hard?"
"Anyone in my place would be hard after seeing you dressed like this!" I growled, reaching down to unbuckle my pants with my other hand and freeing my cock right there on the beach. I was still wearing my T-shirt, but my pants fell down to my ankles and I kicked them away, leaving my nice big cock exposed for her.
"Now tell me what this makes you..." I whispered in a tone that made her shiver with desire. She was still rubbing my cock through the underwear while I was still slowly circling her clit with my thumb, "Say it!"
"I---I'm..." She mumbled, biting her lip again nervously, "Ahhh... I can't... ahhh..."
"Say it!" I repeated firmly, slapping her pussy once over her panties, making her gasp in surprise.
"V-VIvaan..." She whimpered before taking a deep breath, her cheeks flushed red, "I'm a slut! I'm... ahhh... your slut!"
"That's right!" I groaned in pleasure, "And sluts like you get fingered till they cum!"
"Ah--AHHH... AHAHHH..." She cried out in pleasure, spreading her legs even more and throwing her head back in ecstasy, as we stood in this secluded paradise, all alone.
"Ooohh... Oooohhh... VIVAAAAN!" she moaned loudly, grinding her pussy against my fingers desperately, her nails digging into my arm as she started to cum, hard.
"Fuckkkk!" I groaned as I pushed her panties aside and plunged my middle finger inside her pussy, feeling her inner walls clamp down around it as her juices coated my hand.
"Yesss... Yes! I'm a slut... oh God... I'm your slut, Vivaan!" she cried out loud, one hand grabbing onto me for support, while her other went to her tits, squeezing and groping them roughly as she rode out her orgasm, until she fell back, panting, on the log again.
I didn't waste a moment as I clicked another picture of her, still gasping for air, looking utterly spent, yet so satisfied. Her beautiful eyes were dazed in post orgasmic bliss, her black hair tousled around her. One arm thrown back to hold on to the log for support, while the other lay over her boobs, now covered but still barely exposed in a very sensuous way.
CLICK. CLICK. CLICK.
I guided her a little, and in her blissed-out state, she followed every command of mine, letting herself be positioned as I so chose. It was so hot to watch her being so submissive. She looked at me through half-lidded eyes as I directed her onto the log on all fours, facing away from me. She arched her back, thrusting her ass out, looking over her shoulder with a sexy little pout that drove me crazy.
'Bring out her inner slut,' Mr. Anand's words echoed in my mind again as I took the final closeup of her face, her eyes focused with a look of utter lust and hunger, beyond the camera, at my cock, which was obviously out of frame. I smiled to myself, knowing I had done exactly that!
***
Meanwhile...
As the light grew a little bit more bright in intensity, Mr. Anand looked around at his crew and called it a wrap. The girls had been great. He pulled out the Memory Card and handed it over to Varun, who immediately headed over to the van to copy it into the laptop and show him.
Meanwhile, his nephew Sam, seemed to be distracted, looking in the distance towards the cove where the two newcomers were shooting.
"So how did your shoot go with the new girl?" He asked Sam with a raised eyebrow, "You've been gawking at her since you met her yesterday. I hope we can use her tomorrow?"
Mr. Anand was shooting for his new calendar and he usually kept Oct, Nov, Dec and the main cover girls for last. Simi and Rosanne had done a phenomenal job for Oct, Nov and he'd got an amazing pic of both together, which he knew he would probably use for the main cover and for the marketing campaign.
Only December would be left for tomorrow, that is, if Sam's test shots came out well. Otherwise, they would need to return again later and that meant added costs.
"I think we found a gem here," Sam smiled back, "She's absolutely stunning! And she's just a natural in front of the camera. She's a perfect ten, Uncle!"
"Good... good... You did a great job getting her here!" Mr. Anand chuckled and patted Sam's shoulder.
His nephew grinned excitedly and nodded, "She has it all--the complete package. The camera loves her. She has definite potential! She really looked great in that bikini."
"She is an amazing model," Sam continued, "But we will need to get rid of that dweeb 'agent' of hers, though. I can't see him adding any value. Plus, I think she's definitely interested in me. Give me a day and I'll sign her on exclusively for us."
"Hmmm... I think it might work out but not in the way you think, Sam," Nikunj Anand mumbled thoughtfully.
"I'll go get them. It's been an hour already!" Sam got up from his chair, but was interrupted by his uncle.
"Why don't you give them their time. They'll return when they are good and ready. Meanwhile, work on your pics on your laptop and select the ones you like the most," Mr. Anand smiled and nodded at Sam.
"Yes, Uncle," Sam looked confused but quickly rushed off to the van.
Nikunj Anand grinned as he remembered his first shoot with Sonali, all those years ago. He glanced back towards where Vivaan and Ileana were. He wondered if Vivaan had taken his advice...
There was definitely something there, and he, for one, was willing to see how it panned out.
***
CLICK. CLICK. CLICK.
The camera's shutter was clicking away furiously as I took photos of Ileana, who was at this moment, on her knees in the sand before me. Her beautiful face framed by her long black hair and eyes glistening with lust, staring up at the camera, while her tongue sloppily kissed and slurped around my cock.
"Yes! That's perfect... just like that!" I groaned in pleasure; my free hand reached down to grab a handful of her soft long hair and held her head in place while I slowly fucked her face.
"Ahhh...I can't believe you're making me... slurp...do this," she pulled back and licked her lips, "Out in the open. Ahhh... Sam might... come over... mmm... see us!"
"You... ahhh... can stop if you... ahhh want," I groaned as I grabbed my cock for a moment and lifted it just out of her reach, slapping her cheeks with my balls and letting her feel them against her face before slapping my cock over her lips.
"But if you are a good slut then you... ahhh... won't stop!" I ordered her, "And open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out..."
And despite her weak protests, I could see by the way she was blushing when I called her a slut, that this was turning her on. She looked up at me through half-lidded eyes and obediently opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out.
CLICK!
I slapped the head of my cock down on her tongue, making her moan softly. Then with one hand still holding her head, and the other holding the camera, I slid my dick forward, fucking her mouth and face. She immediately closed her lips around it and started bobbing up and down my shaft.
I still couldn't believe that it had just been two days since I had taught her how to suck my cock and she was already this good at it.Her eyes never left the camera as she took me deeper and deeper. My fingers were tangled up in her hair, guiding her head, dictating the pace.
"Good girl... that's it," I groaned, feeling my orgasm approaching.
She was so hot and beautiful. She gagged over a mix of her saliva and my pre-cum as she pulled it out and began slathering the tip and head with kisses and licks, all the while looking right at the camera lens. Sam was right, she was a natural in front of the camera.
Her hands reached down to rub herself off through her panties. It was too much for me, and I had to fight hard to keep control.
"Beg me for it... "I growled, looking down at her.
Her eyes went wide but she didn't hesitate even for a second, "I-I want... ohhh... mmmm.. Vivaan! Please..." She was panting with desperation, trying to push forward and capture my cock again between her lips, but my grip on her head held her firm.
"You swear to be my slut?" I groaned, pulling my throbbing cock back, "You belong to me! And only me!
"Yesss... yes! I'm your slut! Always yours!" she gasped, a thick sheen of saliva and pre-cum mix coating her lips, making her look slutty in the sexiest way possible. "Please... Vivaan..."
I groaned at those words and let go of her head. My fingers were trembling from the sensation of being so close, and I could barely hold the camera still as I focused down on the sight of the most beautiful woman in the world swearing with her lips wrapped around my cock, that she would always be mine!
"Cum for me... cum for your slut," she whispered, looking directly at the camera, her eyes conveying a look of complete and utter submission.
CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!
"Fuck!" I shouted in pure pleasure as I felt my orgasm tear through me. My hips thrust forward, my balls tightening, as ropes of hot white cum burst forth from my cock and splashed across her face.
Her lips remained parted in an 'o' shape and her eyes were half closed as she tried to catch as much of it on her lips as she could. My body spasmed and my legs trembled while I fought to keep my fingers on the camera, capturing her gorgeous face as it was plastered with my seed. After a few moments, my cock finally stopped twitching.
"Good girl..." I panted, releasing the tension in my shoulders as I slumped backward, resting against the log. With one hand still holding the camera, I used the other to gently caress her hair, looking down at her through half-lidded eyes.
She was a vision to behold, kneeling before me with my cum dripping down her cheeks and lips, slowly moving her tongue around, tasting it. Her face was flushed, and she was panting with need.
CLICK!
"Did I do well, Vivaan?" she asked in a low whisper, looking up at me with a dazed expression in her eyes. All the while, scooping some cum up from her face with her fingers and sucking it off with a slurp!
"You were... fuck... amazing...!" I groaned at the sight of her, my cock still throbbing in front of her face, "Now be a good little slut and clean me up."
Ileana's eyes lit up with eagerness and lust. She immediately grabbed my shaft tightly in one hand, while wrapping her other hand around my balls, and leaned forward, slowly lapping at the tip of my cock, cleaning it.
"Your cum is always so thick... and yummy!" she moaned, her tongue swirling around the head before sliding down to the base and then back up, lapping up every stray drop.
"F-fuck..." I moaned, my eyes rolling into the back of my head at the sensation. With the way she was cleaning me off, and what with the whole taboo us-being-in-the-open situation. It didn't take more than a minute for my cock to get rock hard again.
I looked at my watch. 1 hour. I still had time.
And there was one more shot I wanted to try.
***
"V-vivaaann... A-are you sure?" Ileana muttered nervously as I ordered her to get naked while pulling the mat from the shack out into the open, by the water.
"The light here is great," I nodded towards the sun shining over us in the morning, as I set up the camera on the log, facing us. I'd set it up for video mode with a burst timer feature to take pics every 30 seconds.
She pouted at my reply; the light was not what she was worried about, but nevertheless, pulled her pink lacy thong down, letting it drop to the ground at her feet before stepping out of it. She reached behind and with practiced movements, unclasped her bra before letting it drop to the ground.
"Fuck..." I groaned at the sight of her nude body in the natural backdrop of this amazing cove.
Her beautiful face framed by her long black hair. Her soft tits swaying enticingly before my eyes, while her pink nipples were standing erect and hard, the same shade as her areolas. She was nervous and it showed in her body language, the way her hands clasped together behind her back, but it also made the look hotter.
My eyes roamed down her gorgeous curves. The swell of her hips that lead to a patch of neatly trimmed black hair over her pussy, just above her beautiful, puffy pussy lips.
"Vivaan... Samar will be here any moment now..." she whispered nervously, "I-I am not sure if we should do this."
"It'll be another hour for him to be done and come looking for us. He's competitive, but a man of his word, so he won't come early," I replied confidently, pulling off my T-shirt, thus leaving me completely naked.
I was rock hard as I approached her, reaching out to pull her in against me. My cock brushed against her stomach, and I felt the warmth of her skin as my arms went around her waist.
"You want it too... I can tell," I said softly, leaning forward and brushing my lips against her soft neck. She shivered and gasped at the touch, but then she moaned even louder, her legs spreading apart instinctively, when I reached down and gently rubbed my index finger over her slit, feeling the heat from her pussy and the slickness of her wetness.
"This is...ahhhh... so naughty!" She gasped again as I pulled back with my fingers that were wet with her juices. I brought them up to my lips and slowly licked them clean in front of her eyes. Ileana watched me with a hungry look on her face, biting her lip as I sucked her juices off my finger.
"Get down on all fours," I commanded in a low voice, stepping behind her as she got down on her hands and knees. The camera was to our side but pointing at us, and I made sure to position myself so that it could see everything clearly.
I got down behind her, my cock brushing against her pussy and my hands gripping onto her hips firmly.
"Tell me what you are?" I asked, leaning forward to whisper in her ear. She blushed furiously but didn't refuse my command.
"I'm your slut... ahhh!" she moaned, turning around to look at me, "Ahhhhh.. I'm your dirty little slut!"
"That's right," I smiled at her, leaning back up and lining my cock to enter her pussy from behind, "And this is my pussy. Mine only!"
"Yes... Yes... Vivaan!" Her eyes went wide with desire at the words. Her breath quickened and her entire body quivered with anticipation. And I didn't want to make her wait any longer.
With one firm thrust, I slammed my cock deep inside of her wet, tight pussy! My fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips as I felt the head of my cock press against her cervix, penetrating as deep as possible.
"Ahhhhhhn... Vivaan!" She cried out loudly, her hands clutching the mat below us while she pushed herself back against me.
'Oh God... thank you for this!' I prayed in gratitude.
I pulled back slowly, enjoying the feeling of her pussy clenching tightly around my shaft. My hands ran up her sides and around, cupping her tits from behind. And then, with all my might, I thrust back into her!
"Yes! YESS... YES! VIVAAAAANN!"
Her body rocked forward with each thrust, and she cried out in pleasure. Within a few minutes of non-stop pounding, I had fucked the shyness out of her. Her moans filled the air, echoing around us in the secluded little cove, "Harder... HARDER... FUUUCK!"
"Aren't you...ahh... worried... ahhh... that they will hear you if you moan like that?" I panted with a grin on my face, as I slapped her ass playfully, making her yelp in surprise.
"It's... ahhhh... your.... ahhh... fault... you... meanie..." she whimpered, looking over her shoulder at me, her eyes blazing with lust, "Fucking me.... so... ah... hard! I can't help myself... oh God... I can feel you so deep!"
"What...mmm... What about Samar?" I teased, reaching forward to grab her shoulders and pull her up. I grabbed her waist and turned her face towards me "You didn't want him to come looking for us? Remember..."
"Oh fuckkkk... I don't care! I don't care!" she cried out loud, shaking her head, "Ah... He was flirting non-stop... ahhh... during our shoot... And I... ahhh... He didn't know that I belong to you!"
"He was flirting with you?" I muttered in irritation as I pushed her off and before she could react, I turned her around and pushed back on the mat, this time with me on top of her.
She squealed in surprise, her eyes wide with shock. I leaned down, pressing my lips against hers while lining my cock to her entrance again, teasing her, "What did he say?"
"Yes, he... ahhh... he kept flexing his abs and trying to... oh God yes! Vivaan... impress me with his stories!" She gasped, reaching down and gripping my cock, trying to guide it into her eager pussy, but I continued rubbing the tip up and down her slit.
"What else?" I repeated firmly.
"He said I was hot.. ahhh... and a natural in front of the camera," she moaned, rolling her hips up, desperately trying to get me inside her, "He wanted me to shoot with him privately... ahhhh... alone! Ahhh... he wanted me to dump you and sign with him. He said he'd... ahhh... make me famous!"
I felt a sudden rush of possessiveness surge through me. Without another word, I slammed my cock inside her tight pussy. She let out a loud gasp, arching her back off the mat as her tits pressed against me.
"And what... ahh... did... you say?" I whispered in a low growl.
"That I... aahhh..." she moaned, trying to form words between her moans of pleasure and my thrusts into her wet hot pussy, "I-I told him... no!"
"No, why?" I smirked as I leaned in and kissed her lips, "He's with a famous photographer. He's handsome and buff..."
"It's because he doesn't have a nice... ahhhh.. cock like you! I love how you fuck me hard every night!" she gasped, grabbing the back of my neck and pulling my face forward to kiss me deeply, "I said no because I am Vivaan's slut!"
"I love you so much..." I panted in pride as my thrusting became more frantic and erratic, pounding into her with abandon.
"I... ahhhnnn... love... oh... you... I love you... I love youuuuuuuuu!" she moaned loudly, throwing her legs up and wrapping them tightly around my waist as she felt her orgasm approaching.
I was lost to my pleasure. My hips rocked against hers, driving me closer to the edge with each thrust. With every stroke of my cock inside of her tight wet pussy, I could feel myself getting closer.
"Open your mouth," I groaned and in a fit of perverted fervour, remembering a move I had seen in one of those hardcore pornos, I drooled a thick strand of my saliva from my lips and tongue into her open mouth!
Her eyes went wide when she realized what I was doing, but she didn't protest, her own tongue reaching out to accept my saliva as a final acceptance of being my slut! "Ahhh... Vivaan!"
"Yes!" I groaned, feeling her cumming on my cock, "I can feel it!"
"Y-yes! YESSS... YES...YES... YEEEEEESSSS!" she screamed out in pleasure. Her nails dug into my back, and her legs clenched tightly around my waist.
Her pussy clamped down around my cock, milking it for all its worth, while I shot rope after rope of cum deep into her womb, painting her insides with my seed.
It seemed to go on forever before we finally collapsed together, spent and panting heavily against each other.
***
I looked around, whistling happily and kicking the water as I sat on the log waiting for Ileana to step back out from the shack. She wasn't going to head back in her cum-stained outfit, so I was waiting for her to change back into her bikini.
*SMACK*
I looked around in surprise towards her as she smacked the back of my head, while blushing a deep red, and taking a seat beside me.
"What was that for?" I asked, rubbing the back of my head.
"That's what you get for being a pervert!" she gave me a mean looking stare before grabbing my arm and cuddling against my shoulder, "For fucking me out in the open!"
"Oh, come on... "I chuckled, wrapping my arm around her waist, "I thought you liked it. You did cum quite hard at the end there."
She pouted even more and pinched me, making me yelp, "It was so naughty... and embarrassing!"
"You were great," I smiled, kissing the top of her head, "I'm sure we got some amazing shots today."
"You are so embarrassing..." she huffed, crossing her legs, "Why did you record us having sex. And what if Samar had come over..."
"He would have seen me fucking my girlfriend," I shrugged with a grin, "And be super jealous of me."
"Fine... " she said with a blush and then eyed my camera, "But why did you have to make a video of us?"
"Oh, I like to make videos of my special moments," I added, as I pulled out the memory card "And don't worry, I'll keep it safe."
"I hope it was worth it. You did get good shots to beat Samar, right?" she asked softly, looking a bit apprehensive, "I did the whole competition thing for you..."
I looked into her eyes for a moment and nodded, "Don't worry about that. I just need a few hours to work on the raw images and will then show them to Mr. Anand!"
She just nodded and gave me a kiss, "Let's go back then... before Samar comes looking for us!"
***
The crew had almost wrapped up by the time we headed back. Mr. Anand and his team were staying at the hotel, and I told them that I would need a few hours and then drop off my best pics for Mr. Anand in the afternoon.
Samar seemed to be eyeing Ileana while I spoke to his uncle, and offered to buy her a coffee. But she made an excuse that she was tired. For some reason, we decided to not tell him that we were dating. Which was fine by me, because watching Samar pointlessly try to flirt with Ileana, knowing that he had no chance in hell, was funny!
We headed back to our hotel and after getting some breakfast, Ileana sat down with a book, while I worked on the pics on my laptop.
I made sure to first copy out and safely store our more intimate shots in my Dropbox folder. I labelled it "Ileana's Inner Slut" and stored it beside another labelled "Navratri Night with Pooja and Jhanvi Didi'. The other folder containing the equally hardcore threesome of Pooja and Jhanvi Didi by Suraj Bhaiya that night.
After copying my other photos into my work folder and safely deleting and wiping my memory card clean. I went to work on the photos for Mr. Anand.
Ileana in a lacy pink lingerie in the backdrop of the ocean was too good to be true. Her sensuous poses, combined with her natural sexiness and the overall mood of the pics did come out pretty good.
I think Mr. Anand would agree that I had gotten her to show her inner slut.
But when I reached the later pics, the ones taken after I had made her orgasm. That was when I realized the true meaning of his words.
If the earlier pics were good, the ones after that were simply phenomenal! In the first few pics, she looked beautiful. There was an element of shyness, of hesitancy in her eyes. But in the ones we took later, they were something else.
I felt myself getting hard, looking at them again. The way she was looking into the camera, her eyes alight with lust. And then I found it, the picture that would certainly blow Samar out of the water.
Her face had the radiant afterglow of an orgasm, while she posed seductively with her fingers hooked in the thong. Pulling it down just enough to reveal a small hint of her pussy lips. The way she arched her back and pushed her tits up. And the look in her eyes, sparkling with desire and lust for me!
It was the money shot!
In it, Ileana didn't look like a model. She didn't look like a girl trying to be sexy or seductive. She looked like a woman who wanted nothing more than to be fucked by her lover!
I felt my heart skip a beat and quickly got to work. There was no way I would lose now.
***
After lunch, I went over to Mr. Anand's room and dropped off the USB with the pics I had selected. He gave me a pat on the back and said he would go through Samar's and my pics and would meet us around teatime in the café.
I nodded respectfully and headed back to our Villa, with butterflies in my stomach all the way.
***
It was around 5 pm when we found ourselves in Moonlight Café with Ileana sitting beside me. A smug looking Samar took a chair on her other side, as Mr. Anand ordered for us.
"So..." Nikunj Anand leaned back after giving the order, and spoke to Ileana, "Did you enjoy your first day of modelling, my dear?"
Samar raised an eyebrow at this, but Ileana blushed and nodded her head with a smile.
"I really had a good time, Sir." She replied cheerfully, "Vivaan and I had a lot of fun shooting."
"Call me Nikunj," he grinned back, "Sir makes me sound older than I am."
We chuckled a bit at that, but I was eager to hear his verdict. But he seemed to be in no mood for haste, taking a slow sip from his coffee and looking over at us, "You know... I am really impressed by you, my dear. It's rare for me to say this, but it's been years since I've seen such natural talent in someone."
I smiled proudly and looked over at Ileana, who was blushing again. I could see even Samar was impressed with his uncle's words.
"In fact, I want you to sign a contract with my agency," he continued, "I'll have Varun send you an email by tonight. A two-year exclusive contract to model for me, with a monthly retention fee and an additional amount per shoot you do with us."
"Whoa... that's... that's..." Ileana gasped, covering her mouth with her hand, her blue eyes wide in surprise, "And what about the contest?"
"Well, about that though..." Mr. Anand smiled and glanced at Samar. He chuckled and pulled out his iPad and slid it on the table, "I think I already found a picture which I am using for your December page."
"You did?" Samar gasped, looking at his uncle, "But she didn't shoot with you... So did you pick one from the pics I took?"
Mr. Anand laughed at that and shook his head and in response, tapped the screen to reveal the picture of Ileana in that I had taken. I had added a monochrome filter to it, but left a little bit of the pink hue of her lingerie and the blue sea behind her remained coloured.
"Vivaan," he added, as he looked at the image, "The shyness and desire I see in her eyes, wearing sexy lingerie in the wild, was truly a stroke of genius."
"Wow... This is..." I whispered in shock as he smiled proudly at me.
"In fact, I intend to use this picture as the main cover, and for my marketing too..." he grinned, tapping again on the iPad and sliding it back, "You are a very talented young man, and I would love to have you join the team!"
***
Ileana and I celebrated with a nice candlelight dinner. Not only did I get an internship with the top fashion photographer in the country, but Ileana was also going to be by my side throughout and she was excited to try out modelling too.
After two years of being locked up by Ravi's goons, it seemed that life was definitely turning around for her AND me.
We had a romantic stroll on the beach, and I decided to take a shower before getting into bed with her.
"Vivaan, what's your password?" Ileana's voice called out from the door as I brushed my teeth, "I want to check your email for our contracts?"
"It's... Photolife321," I called out as I spat into the sink and gargled before heading into the shower for a nice hot bath.
It was a good ten minutes before I stepped out of the bathroom door with a towel wrapped around my waist. But I was surprised by the sounds of two girls passionately moaning.
I looked at the table to see a shocked looking Ileana with my laptop open and the screen open on a loud scene of Suraj Bhaiya pounding away at Pooja Didi's pussy, while a naked Jhanvi Didi kissed his neck from the side.
"Ohhhh. yesss. I want more; more of Chotu's big cock. Fuck me harder," Pooja Didi moaned shamelessly, "Fuck. Ohhhh fuck. Fuckkkkk!!!"
"Fuck her master... Fuck my sister... fuck her till she screams... Aaahhhhh... till she's begging for you to stop... mmmpph..." Jhanvi Didi was saying, between kissing him, her fingers groping his muscles and slapping Pooja Didi's ass.
Ileana paused the clip and looked over at me, her voice low in a whisper like I had never heard before, my face draining of colour, "Vivaan... Why is there a video on your laptop of Suraj Bhaiya fucking two sisters, with you recording it?"
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