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I’m sitting here in front of my computer screen staring at this picture of me and many of my friends on a website. The smell of the left over ham from Christmas fills the house and as I look beyond the computer out the window the cold drab landscape sends a shiver through my body. I remember just a few months ago, on the photo shoot. The leaves have fallen from the trees, the garden has been plowed under, and the only color is the few white flakes of a passing flurry.
It is hard to believe that only a few months ago we had an Indian Summer day and this picture of me naked was captured on film are now available on a few websites. I get a sneak preview, before others and I'm impressed. In fact, all the photos of all the black naked modelss are here, except for a few I guess didn't quite make it but there is one of me sitting on the car and a couple inside Andrew's great home. Anyway, it had been a warm day and we had gone for a walk in the woods behind the house. There was an old barn Andrew, the photographer thought would make for some good pictures. We got permission from an older man who wanted to watch, at a distance. He was kind of cute, like an older Charlie Brown. The air was magical and filled with hay seed and dust. It was hot and sultry but it was fun. The photos in the barn with three of us black naked modelss turned out pretty good.
Next we went for a walk. When we came to the creek I took off my shoes, climbed up on the rock and let my feet and bare lower legs dangle in the water. The cool water flowing over my toes took me back to last.
I knew someone would be looking at our photos, perhaps thousands of you. I had a dream that one, or perhaps more of you were touching me and that now I substituted one for all of you in my dream that day:
I started to think how it would be, if you, the viewer of our photos, could be here, for real I mean. If you were not dangerous, that is, and if you were respectful. Let's see. We would splash water on each other and you would notice how my thin T-shirt had exposed my nipples as it clung to my ample breast. I would start to get excited as I thought how you could take me in your arms and your mouth would close on my nipples through the thin material.
It may sound kind of silly but we models think of such things. It's not just money you know. We like the ecitement, so that's one of the reasons I'm thinking about you, about us, and how it might be. Do you like my ? So, here is my dream about you:
My nipples hardened as I thought about all of you looking at me. I reached under my shirt and rubbed the tip of that hard nipple between my finger and thumb. Then I reached down and taking the hem of my shirt in my hands, pulled it over my head and tossed it onto my shoes. I felt the warm fall sun on my body as my rubbing further stimulated my hard nipples. The heat and aching between my legs started to build just as it had on that summer day.
I undid my shorts and slipped my hand inside just as you had on that day, at at least the way I imagined it would be, as you gazed at me on the website, in your dreams of me and my friends. I imagined the shorts were tight and restricted my access to the target of my desire, so I climbed down from the rock and shed my shorts, and sat against the big tree. With my legs bare and spread I was now able to rub my love mound as I thought about how you could reach out through the monitor and touch my . I imagined how your lips and tongue could trace a trail from my nipples across my belly to the folds of my womanhood. My fingers danced across my magic button as I considered how your tongue could do the same thing if you were just here for this summer day. But of course, you are here. Now.
"Yessss" I moaned as the warmth spread through my body on bolts of electricity. Every nerve ending became super sensitive and a wave of pleasure swept over me. As the excitement ebbed I became aware that I was no longer alone. There kneeling next to me was a man, you. Your lips met mine and your tongue darted into my mouth. Your hands were strong as they passed over the soft flesh of my breast. I reached around your neck and pulled you close to me. Your hand slipped down my body and found the wet area between my legs. I struggled to undo your pants as the desire to be filled grew within me. Your fingers explored me as I finally freed your cock from your pants. Your fingers danced over me like a musician playing a masterpiece, and my body responded like a well-tuned instrument.
The excitement rose within me and I heard myself say, "take me, I want to feel you in me now." You lay me back on the freshly fallen leaves, your body covering me, your hardness rubbing my wet private areas. I felt you push, your organ stretching me as it entered. My legs went up and wrapped around you as I tried to pull you into me. You resisted my efforts and would not be rushed. Slowly you entered me, making the desire within me burn that much hotter as you controlled the pace. The excitement rose within me and then gave way to ecstasy as you thrust into me. Your action would not let the waves of pleasure stop and my nerve endings were on fire when I felt you stiffen and moan as you exploded within me. Then you decided to take some pictures of of me, .
I lay there exhausted as you got up, fixed your pants and my clothes. Then you slipped one arm under my legs and one under my neck, lifting me from the forest floor. You carried me back to your house. "Amanda, my little woodland nymph" you say as your hands rub my shoulders and your lips touch my ear. At long last, I leave with you this idea, that perhaps some day for real, you’ll turn from your monitor and see me behind you, naked.
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