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Waverly Earp stood nervously watching the photo shoot. She had done this a million times, but today was different. Her agent, who also happened to be her sister, did not write all the details of this shoot down and now Waverly was having to talk herself into staying. Wynonna usually came to the shoots with her, but this morning she had a meeting with another magazine. But Waverly almost felt like it was because of the nature of this shoot. Pulling her phone from her pocket, she opened the screen to scroll through her recent calls. Her shaky finger tapped Wynonna’s number and waited for her to answer. She walked through the room, to the front entrance, hoping for a little privacy.
“Hey babygirl! I figured you would be too busy for phone calls right now.”
“Don’t you babygirl me! Did you know what kind of shoot this was?” Waverly heard the expulsion of an exaggerated breath on the other end.
“Well, I guess the normal kind where you have pouty lips and perky tits, and the photographer points the camera at you and presses his magic button. Not a euphemism, by the way.”
“Wynonna, this is a sex book shoot.” Waverly knew her voice had reached the high pitch shriek that she tried to contain, but her sister’s nonchalance was not helping.
“A what now?
“Dammit you heard me Wynonna. This is for a lesbian sex position book or something like that. This photographer is a little out there. The women he’s with now are practically having sex.”
“Well, cutie, you have practice with that right? Seems like this is your lucky day. Do you have a hottie to make out with?”
Waverly groaned, biting her tongue to keep from cussing her sister out. “This is not a joke Wynonna. If I had known what this was, I never would have agreed to it. And I have not seen who I’ll be posing with.”
“Listen sister, if you feel too uncomfortable then leave. I would never want you to be in a situation where you are this anxious. You know yourself and if this is not something you can handle then go. I will not be upset with you.”
Waverly smiled at her sister’s concerned words. Apparently, she had not known this was anything other than a nude shoot. She opened her mouth to respond, but the woman who had just walked through the front entrance had her too distracted to speak.
“Earth to Waverly! Are you leaving?”
Deep brown eyes connected with hers and the small tilt of the woman’s lips had Waverly’s heart picking up speed. The redhead was beautiful, making it extremely difficult to pull her eyes away from her tall frame. Was this her scene partner? If so, she may need to stick around after all. “I... umm...well I may try it. I’m already here.”
“Wave, you little horn dog. You saw your partner, didn’t you?”
“I don’t know if she’s my partner, but if she is this shoot may not be so hard after all.” Her sister’s laughter made her smile.
“That hot huh? Give me some details.”
Waverly could not pull her eyes away from this mystery woman. She had been modeling for almost ten years, but she had never crossed paths with her. Hearing Wynonna’s not so subtle throat clear, she started to describe her. Her appreciative eyes traveling over everything she could see. “Well, she’s tall with red hair and very brown eyes. Nice strong shoulders, beautiful hands, long strong legs…Fuck, she’s walking straight towards me.” Waverly was rooted to the spot; her mouth was no longer talking to her sister; all she could do was watch this magnificent woman walk towards her.
“Excuse me, you have to be here for the shoot. Can you tell me where I need to go? Or better yet, do you know a Waverly Earp?”
Waverly stared back at the beautiful redhead. Holy shit this was her partner. Hearing Wynonna’s voice on the other end of the phone shook her from the fog. “Okay, byeee.” She saw the smile appear on the woman’s full lips and felt a flutter in her gut. “I am Waverly Earp.” The twinkle in the dark brown eyes was back and Waverly appreciated the sultry stare.
“Hey, I’m Nicole Haught. This is my first time doing a shoot like this. So, a virgin if you will. I am ready to learn anything you’re willing to teach me. I have heard nothing but good things about you.”
Waverly felt her cheeks flame red hot. Virgin and teaching her things should not be used in the same sentence. Especially with the type of shoot today. “I’m not sure if there’s anything I can teach you.” Waverly could not believe she had just blurted that out. The redhead laughed and the dimpled sight almost made Waverly’s knees wobble. Deep grooves that begged to be kissed and licked called her name. Jesus. “Do you know anything about this shoot?”
“I know it’s a nude shoot for female couples. The photographer, John Henry Holliday, likes to push the envelope with his work. He has a gallery and he’s published several books.”
“Well, I’m glad one of us knew what to expect. My sister, who is also my agent, failed to get the details. I was actually considering leaving when you walked in. I have done lots of nude shoots, but when I saw the nature of this shoot, I became very apprehensive.” Waverly took a deep breath when the tall beauty stepped towards her. She felt a larger hand grasp hers, looking down she wanted to see if she had imagined it.
“Now that would have been a huge disappointment for so many.” Nicole placed her finger under the petite woman’s chin, tilting her face up. Beautiful hazel eyes were staring back at her with a questioning look. “I would imagine Mr. Holliday would be disappointed. The people wanting to see you in the books, or his gallery would be disappointed. But mostly I would be extremely disappointed to not have such a beautiful partner for this shoot.”
Waverly gazed into the chocolate eyes. The distracting smirk was back. This woman was a cocky flirt and Waverly found it intriguing. Feeling the fingers under her chin rubbing over the sensitive skin, she shivered.
“Earp, Haught.”
The sound of their names made them pull apart. Both staring at the other.
“Are you staying?”
Waverly felt torn with her mixed feelings. She had never simulated sex in front of the camera or anyone else, for that matter. The thoughts made her very self-conscious. But at the same time, she felt excited to share the shutter with someone as sexy as Nicole.
“Please stay.”
Waverly’s heart pounded with the softly spoken words. How could she not stay now? With her scene partner asking so sweetly. She was already here, and she did not want to let Nicole down. Who the hell was she kidding? This sexy as sin woman just begged her to stay and pretend to have sex with her. She sure as shit was going to stay. She held out her hand to accept the larger one, “What are we waiting for? Let’s go.”
The two women made their way to the photographer. He was an interesting looking man with a thick mustache and sparkling blue eyes. His hat sat low on his forehead giving him a mysterious quality.
“Hello ladies, I’m John Holliday but you can call me Doc. I appreciate you both being here for my shoot. I plan to publish a book with all the images and my next showing will be from this shoot as well. This is not for everyone, but I am honored to have you two lovely ladies here for this. My assistant Mercedes will take you both to a changing room.”
Waverly smiled at the man as he finished his spiel. The southern drawl made him more endearing. He had kind eyes and southern hospitality, she liked it.
“Okay bitches, let’s get you naked!”
Waverly looked at Nicole nervously until the woman’s face broke out in a huge grin. The smile and twinkle in Nicole’s eyes made her feel at ease. This was going to be one hell of an interesting day.
“Red, you’re in this one and little cutie you’re over here. Just strip and put the robes on and meet me back out here.”
Waverly and Nicole walked into their designated changing rooms as the assistant sang off tune to the Taylor Swift song playing in the other room.
Waverly undressed quickly, pulling the robe over her shoulders and opening the door.
“Well, someone is anxious for this shoot.”
Waverly met the redheaded assistant’s amused face. The denial was on the tip of her tongue until Nicole’s door opened and she walked out in the fluffy robe.
“Okay, small and tall, come with me.”
Nicole looked between Waverly and the assistant, Mercedes she thought was her name, wondering what the shared look was about. “Umm..I’m sorry it was Mercedes right?”
“Yes, but honey for you I’ll be whatever brand you want.”
Nicole felt Waverly’s eyes boring into her as she smiled at the fellow ginger. This one was tough to peg, she may swing both ways, but she was definitely a flirt.
“Come on you two. I’m ready to see this action. Will there be pasties or full on skin? God, I hope it’s just all skin. Doc doesn’t mind pasties, but he prefers skin and with the two of you, we’re all gonna prefer skin.”
Waverly’s mind flew back to the anxious place she had been in when she first realized what today’s shoot was. So many eyes on them as they replicate sex. Could she do this? How was Nicole so calm? Was it too late to leave? The comforting hand that ran from her shoulder to her wrist stopped her thoughts and her steps.
“Hey, it’s all going to be okay.”
Waverly tried to shrug and play it off, “Oh yeah piece of cake.”
“I can see the waves of anxiety rolling off of you. You don’t have to put on an act. If this is too much for you, that’s okay, we all will understand. But if you think you’re ready for this, I’m right there with you. Just look into my eyes and know I would never do anything you weren’t comfortable with. We need to have an understanding before we go any further.”
Waverly felt her breath hitch with Nicole’s sweet words. How could this woman be this beautiful and sexy, but still come off as so sweet?
“You call the shots in here. Whatever direction Doc wants us to go you lead me through whatever is comfortable for you.”
Waverly smiled, blinking a few times to make sure she was really awake. She could do this. “I’m ready if you are.”
Mercedes clapped, “Thank God, Doc would have killed me if you left. You two are going to burn this shoot up. Now bring those pretty little asses in here!”
Nicole grabbed Waverly’s hand before following the brash redhead into the other room. Looking around, she noticed there were several props set up. A bed, a chair, a couch and a half of a staircase. Her eyes stayed on the stairs before looking down at Waverly. She squeezed the smaller hand not wanting the anxiety to creep back in for her.
“Nicole, I’m okay. Truly.”
“Well hello again ladies. Are you ready to start? I will clear the room once you both are ready to undress. It will be just me and Mercedes with you. No worries. Do you have any questions?”
Waverly looked between Doc and Nicole. She had plenty of questions, but her brain and her mouth were not communicating.
“How do you want this to go? Do we just start, or do you give us directions or positions? Ideas or constructive criticism?”
Waverly breathed a sigh of relief hearing Nicole’s questions. It was like she read her mind.
“Well, I let you decide how far to take it. I have the props here and I would like for each one to be used. But I will let you decide how you want to use them. Once you are positioned comfortably, you both can talk, whisper, kiss whatever you feel comfortable doing. If you get stuck and unsure of something to do, Mercedes and I will step in and offer ideas or advice. This is a shoot to show the beauty of the female form, in all its glory. This is a safe space, so feel free to take it as far as you feel comfortable with.”
Waverly felt another squeeze from Nicole’s hand and knew she would be just fine. The strong, sexy redhead beside her would make sure of that. While her confidence was high, she untied her robe and pulled it off her shoulders. Her eyes seeking out the chocolate set as she pulled the fluffy white garment all the way off. The dark orbs widened before releasing Waverly’s to look down at her own robe. Waverly could not look away as the white material spread open to reveal Nicole’s pale body. Her eyes greedily traveled from her feet and back up. She tried to take in everything at once, but her brain almost short circuited. Spotting the half sleeve on Nicole’s left arm, Waverly’s palms started to sweat and her mouth almost watered. She had the urge to run her fingers over all the black and gray designs, maybe even her tongue. Nicole was the most beautiful woman Waverly had ever seen, and she had seen plenty. The softly spoken expletive escaped before she could stop it, “Fuck.”
“Same, girl, same!” Mercedes voice floated through the air.
“Ms. Haught, where would you like to start?”
Waverly and Nicole could barely pull their eyes away from one another. A loud throat being cleared pulled them back to the matter at hand.
Nicole finally acknowledged the man, looking from Waverly to his amused face. “I am open to anything. I told Waverly she could call the shots, so wherever she wants to start that’s what we’ll do.”
Waverly smiled up at Nicole then focused on the handsome man. His blue eyes sparkling, waiting to hear what she had to say. “The chair first. I can sit on Nicole’s lap but not the conventional way. I know there’s a name for it, but I can’t think of it.”
“Yes, bitch, reverse cowgirl! I love that one.”
Nicole tried to play off the excitement as she headed across the room to sit down in the chair. This was the first pose of many, and she already felt like a wet bundle of nerves. Speaking of that, her bundle of nerves would probably explode before she made it through this day. Taking a deep breath, she patted her thighs signaling Waverly to take a seat.
Waverly took the few steps separating her from Nicole, spun around and plopped down on the strong thighs. Her quick movement caused her to shift and Nicole’s long fingers gripped her hips to right her position. Her eyes closed as she adjusted to the position. Her legs having to spread more than she anticipated to accommodate Nicole’s legs between hers. This position was her idea, thinking it would be an easy start. What the hell had she been thinking? Placing her hand on Nicole’s muscled thigh, she shifted her weight causing her ass to slide back into the warm bare crotch. Jesus Christ.
Nicole had never had this kind of reaction to a scene partner. And, at the moment, she was trying not to buck her hips against Waverly’s ass. Her fingers clenched against the tan skin of the smaller woman’s hips. Nicole scanned her eyes across Waverly’s back. Would it be too much to lean forward and kiss her skin? Or at least pretend to kiss her skin. Nicole made sure she had a strong grip on the narrow hips as she leaned forward to mimic kissing motions.
Waverly tried to contain the whimper but feeling Nicole’s fingers gripping her tightly she let it escape. She could feel Nicole’s breath on the skin of her back. The full lips were not touching her, but the hot mouth was traveling across her skin as if it was. In this moment, Waverly wanted that. She wanted to feel Nicole’s mouth on her. Her head fell back and her whole body relaxed. The change was enough to bring her back flush against Nicole’s front. God, this felt so good. She heard Nicole draw in a quick breath before she pressed harder into the redhead’s breasts. Feeling the hard nipples pressing into her skin made her eyes close and her head tip back.
Nicole was still holding the breath she had quickly taken in. Her hardened nipples pressing into Waverly’s back, she wanted more. Shifting to straighten in the chair, she released her breath pressing harder into Waverly’s back. The brunette’s head tilted back, and Nicole leaned to whisper in her ear, “You’re doing great. You look so beautiful.” Nicole could not help the small nuzzle when Waverly pressed the side of her face closer to hers.
“Great job ladies! We can move to the next station. Ms. Waverly which do you prefer?”
Waverly jumped as Doc’s voice pulled her away from this nice feeling. “Are you sure you got what you needed? I wasn’t sure things were sexy enough. I just did what felt natural though, and what I feel and what you see are totally different I realize that. But you’re sure you got it?” Waverly watched Doc and Mercedes staring into the rear display screen of his camera. Their faces almost pressed together as they both smiled. “I guess that was a yes.” She hadn’t realized she was still straddling Nicole and quickly righted the situation.
“I think that went well. I was into the moment, it shocked me too that it went so quickly. Which one do you want to do next?”
Waverly suddenly felt the need to cover herself, but the soft look on Nicole’s face kept her hands down. Squaring her shoulders, she walked to the couch and sat down. She wasn’t sure where to take this next pose. Watching as Nicole strode over with such grace and confidence gave her an idea.
Nicole sat down beside Waverly. Thanking her luck that the couch had dark material. Her body was in overdrive and the wetness between her thighs grew with each passing second. Get your mind back on business Haught. “So, what are you thinking for this pose?”
“Well, I’m going out on a limb here, but I think a lot of people, including myself, are voyeuristic. And some are exhibitionist. Sometimes a little of both. So, one of us can be the voyeur and the other the exhibitionist.” Waverly caught the surprise on Nicole’s face. “You tell me which one you’d rather be.”
Nicole had to bite her lip to keep her moan intact. Jesus this beautiful little woman was getting to her. She studied the hazel eyes with golden flecks and moved down to watch her tongue sweep over the full bottom lip. Nicole wanted to suck that lip into her own mouth. “You tell me what you want me to do.” The words tumbled out and Nicole held her breath waiting for the response. She could see Waverly’s pupils dilate and her nostrils flare with the breathy words. So, the petite woman liked being told what to do. Nice.
“I think I’ll be the exhibitionist this time around. You didn’t say voyeurism was your thing so we’ll see how it goes.”
Nicole smiled at Waverly adding a wink, “Baby that’s everybody’s thing.”
Hearing those four words from Nicole emboldened Waverly. “Doc, I think we’re ready if you are.” She climbed to the arm of the couch, facing Nicole, and spread her legs. Seeing Nicole gulp made her feel very powerful. “Why don’t you come closer?”
“You bitches are on fire. Red, move closer so Doc doesn’t have to pan out the shot as much.”
Nicole scooted closer to Waverly’s legs, turning to the side to take in all of the vision in front of her.
“Waverly, you are doing great. I have really gotten some excellent shots already. I do not want you to feel pressured into doing anything that makes you uncomfortable. I can stay at this angle so you can mimic touching yourself, but I will have to give advice throughout to get the best shots.”
“Yes, that will be fine. I can mimic and whatever else happens we can just go with it.” Her eyes met Nicole’s and the look made her shiver. Without looking away she breathed out, “I’m ready.”
Nicole held Waverly’s stare; she knew from her peripheral vision that the small hands were rubbing across the insides of her thighs, but she needed to keep her eyes on Waverly’s.
“Waverly, drop your left leg down just a little and Nicole scoot in between her knees.”
Nicole pushed her bent leg between Waverly’s spread feet. She had tried so hard to maintain eye contact; but her eyes strayed to the full breasts, flat stomach and wet pussy right in front of her. In the next moment, Waverly’s fingers roamed over her stomach to cup her breasts and squeeze. The hard, cinnamon-colored nipples peaked through her spread fingers and Nicole licked her lips. She wanted so many things in her mouth all at once. Her willpower was getting weaker with every second.
Waverly released the hold on her breasts to run her hands back down to her thighs. She scraped her fingernails across her skin, delighting in the goosebumps that covered the sensitive flesh. Her next move surprised even herself. The pointer and middle fingers of her right hand rubbed down then up both sides of her mound, slightly spreading her wet lips apart. Her moan mixed with Nicole’s.
Nicole unintentionally leaned forward until she remembered where they were. She wanted to kiss the skin and lick the wetness she could smell. She had to touch Waverly. Her hand rested against the bent leg, willing herself to keep it still. She did well until Waverly’s fingers coasted over her own clit causing the hazel eyes to slam shut. Nicole kept her eyes on Waverly’s face as she wrapped her fingers around the small ankle. All she had to do was tug and lean forward to have Waverly’s wetness in her mouth. God, she wanted that so badly. Leaning forward, she pressed her lips against the inside of Waverly’s knee. The contact felt electric.
Feeling Nicole’s lips against her skin, her eyes flew open and her whole body jerked forward. Nicole’s strong hands gripped along her thighs to keep her from falling off the chair.
“That’s another fantastic job ladies. Would either of you like to take a break before we move onto the next pose?”
Both women stared at one another. The electricity between them was palpable.
Nicole stood to put space between their bodies before she did something very stupid. “I’m good to keep going, but if Waverly needs a break I can wait.”
The chivalry made Waverly smile. “No need to hold anyone up. I’m fine to move to the next pose.” Looking at Nicole, she raised her eyebrows in questioning, “The bed?”
“Sure,” Nicole all but croaked. They were halfway finished; her libido may be able to tough it out.
“Is it okay for Nicole to lay on her stomach and for me to lay on top of her? My front to her back?”
Nope, her libido did not have a chance in hell of lasting. She watched Doc and Mercedes look up from the display of the camera, back at each other then to Waverly and her. Were they not going to agree with the position?
“Yes, the position is fine ladies but..we think..I mean..”
“Spit it out man!”
The room fell silent as all eyes fell on Doc.
“Okay bi..ladies, what my boss was so eloquently trying to say was this next position is good but we need to end on a bang. The two of you have so much chemistry and the heat between you is amazing. So, Doc and I would like to be in charge of the last pose with the stairs. Is that okay? Waverly?”
Nicole hesitantly looked at Waverly. She was good with whatever they decided. All she wanted was to make it through without making a fool of herself.
“Yes, whatever you both decide is good with me. Nicole?”
“Yes, I trust whatever the three of you think.” Her eyes caught the small smile from Waverly. “Am I good to lay down?”
“Yes, you can get into position.”
Doc’s words caused her to feel giddy. This was the best shoot of her life. And to think if Rosita had not been sick, she never would have ended up here. She smiled dreamily as she laid down on her stomach. Her arms resting above her head.
Waverly took in the beautiful form on the bed, making her way over she slowly climbed onto the mattress.
Nicole felt her heart pound when the mattress dipped. She could hear Mercedes and Doc talking, but she couldn’t make out what they were saying. The voices blending together and no longer being important as she felt Waverly’s legs bracket her hips.
“I wasn’t exactly sure how to do this. There’s not a very graceful way to lay down on someone’s back. I guess it wasn’t my best idea.”
Nicole begged to differ as she felt the wetness from Waverly’s mound against her ass cheeks. The low groan rumbled from her throat, her hands clenching in the sheets. The next second seemed to happen in slow motion. Nicole felt Waverly’s hips push down against her ass, the wetness smearing across her skin. Was this really happening or had she blacked out? The faint clicks of Doc’s camera let her know it wasn’t a figment of her imagination. She lifted her hips off the bed and the ragged sound from Waverly had the muscles in her pussy clenching. Nicole wanted to see if this was all an act for the shoot or if this was real. Pulling her arms down, she shifted up on her elbows and turned her head to see Waverly. The look on her face said it all. Nicole pushed up on her left elbow, twisting her back to watch Waverly ride her ass. Her cheeks were red, her mouth was open, and her eyes were closed. She was absolutely beautiful, but Nicole wanted more, she had to have more.
“Fuck me bitches! That was AH-MAZE-BALLS!”
Nicole caught the look on Waverly’s face, disappointment mixed with arousal and fear. She wanted to reassure her, but the nervous brunette flew off her body so quick there was no time.
“I need a minute.”
Nicole stood up and followed Waverly out of the room. The sexy little body was lithe and such a distraction from what she needed to do. “Hey! Waverly wait!” She caught up to her and waited for her to turn around. “Are you okay?” Nicole watched her square her shoulders before she turned around.
“Of course I’m okay. Just needed a little break. My legs were cramping up, so I needed to walk it off.” Good one Waverly.
“I just needed to make sure you were okay. Things got a little crazy and I wanted to tell you not to be embarrassed. I don’t want you to feel that way.”
“Why would I be embarrassed? This is my job. And your job. We are being paid to be naked together. You’re a beautiful woman and the nature of this shoot would cause an uncontrollable reaction for anyone. Now, let’s get back so we can finish.”
Waverly felt her gut clench with the look on Nicole’s face. Everything she had just said was bullshit. The softly spoken, “Nicole,” sounded so loud as the redhead turned her back and walked away from Waverly.
Nicole could feel the tears threatening to spill over her lids, but she blinked them away. The quicker they finished this, the better. She crossed her arms and waited for direction from Doc.
“We want to change this up for the last pose on the stairs. The other three poses had Waverly in charge, but for this we want Nicole to take charge. Is this good with you Waverly? Ms. Haught?”
Nicole mumbled a ‘Yes’ as she walked to lean against the bottom step. She felt Waverly’s eyes boring into her, but she didn’t look up.
Waverly wanted to take back her words, but they had a job to finish. “Yes, I am good with that.” She squared her shoulders and walked over to stand close to Nicole.
“Okay you sexy bitches. To start, we want you against the side wall with Nicole holding both of your wrists above your head. The free hand can roam or whatever you guys are comfortable with. Then to the stairs where Nicole will eat you then straddle your lap as you finger fuck her. Any questions?”
Waverly was trying to process the information without having an orgasm while Nicole moved into position. The redhead had switched to all business and Waverly didn’t like it. But she only had herself to blame. Her words had been harsh, and all lies. “Umm...yeah...okay.”
Mercedes’ giddy clap and squeal should have made Nicole giggle, but she was still reeling from Waverly’s words. She had felt the spark, and she thought Waverly had too but apparently not. She knew she could do what she needed to to finish the shoot. She leaned against the wall waiting for Waverly to join her.
Waverly slowly walked over to the short wall of the stairs. Nicole was waiting but avoided eye contact. Would they be able to finish the shoot now? This was all her fault.
“Ladies, ready when you are.”
Waverly nodded and looked up at Nicole. She focused on the small freckle under the taller woman’s left eye, fighting the urge to lean up and kiss it. Nicole was so beautiful. Why had she said those words to her? Wynonna always told her her mouth opened before her brain wanted it to. She heard Doc clear his throat and realized she and Nicole were just standing there. She studied Nicole’s profile as she turned to Doc with a small smile of apology. Waverly noticed the scars, for the first time, and wondered what had caused them. They certainly did not detract from Nicole’s beauty. Now she wanted to kiss the scars along with the freckle.
Nicole could feel Waverly’s eyes burning into her. She knew she needed to get it together to finish this. Their eyes met and Nicole could see the emotions in the hazel eyes. Reaching down, she held Waverly’s wrists in her larger hand, ran her thumb over the soft skin before she placed them above their heads.
Their height difference made Waverly stand on her tiptoes with her back arched, her full breasts pushed into the bottom of Nicole’s. She wanted their hard nipples pressing together, but she wasn’t tall enough. As if Nicole had read her mind, she tightened the grip around Waverly’s wrists pulling tighter making Waverly lift all the way up. Their nipples were now touching, and Waverly sucked in a shocked breath. The discomfort was worth having Nicole’s hard nipples pressed into hers.
Nicole knew the position was not comfortable for Waverly, but she needed to feel their nipples together. From the sound and look on Waverly’s face she wanted this too. Nicole’s free hand tracked across the tan skin from hip to neck until she cupped the side of Waverly’s face. Her thumb brushed over the full bottom lip bringing a small whimper from the brunette’s throat. Nicole’s eyes had been glued to Waverly’s, but the aroused sound was too much. She pressed her face into the fragrant hair and skin close to Waverly’s ear. Nicole knew her feelings were written in her eyes and Waverly had made herself clear, this was just a job.
“That’s a great job, ladies. Let’s move to the stairs.”
Nicole dropped Waverly’s hands and pushed away from the wall. Her heartbeat was erratic, and this next position scared the hell out of her. She knew there was no way to make it look real without getting up close and personal with Waverly’s pussy. Her bare, wet, fragrant pussy.
Waverly immediately felt the loss of Nicole’s hot body. She tracked her movements to the bottom of the stairs. The long, lean body had her insides in a frenzy. Now, she had to make it through Nicole’s face in her most private part? Should she excuse herself to clean up in the bathroom or just go with it?
“Baby Smurf get your ass up there. This is what I’ve been waiting on!”
Waverly timidly smiled at Mercedes as her feet shuffled her up the steps. She climbed to the fifth, glancing up, “Is this good?”
Doc looked through his lens. “Yes, that will be perfect. The stairs look real from this angle. If you could sit down with your right leg on the step below and your left leg stretched across the step you’re on. Ms. Haught, if you could get on your knees in front of her we will go from there.
Waverly got into position and scooted to the edge of the step. She watched Nicole bend down, balancing on her knees. Waverly could smell her own sex and the scent embarrassed her especially after giving Nicole the speech that this was just a job. She felt her body start to shake as Nicole moved between her knees.
Nicole was trying to keep her eyes from staring at the wet flesh between Waverly’s legs. She leaned forward, her face only a few inches from the fragrant mound. Pulling her eyes away for a second, they traveled up to see Waverly looking down at her. “Are you okay?”
Waverly was taken aback with Nicole’s concern. This woman was truly an enigma. “Yes.” She brushed Nicole’s red hair away from her face and smiled down at her. She saw the small nod before the pale face moved back between her thighs. Waverly took a deep breath when she felt the soft skin of Nicole’s face rub against her inner thighs. My God, her face is so damn close. Waverly could feel Nicole’s breath against the heated skin of her pussy. Her head fell back and the breath she had been holding released on a ragged moan. Involuntarily, her hands gripped the sides of Nicole’s face pulling her lips towards the screaming flesh of her pussy. There was no acting to try to make this convincing for Waverly. She felt the whisper of Nicole’s lips where she needed it most and arched her hips seeking more contact. Their bodies moved in sync and Waverly needed so much more.
“Wow, ladies, I hated to stop you. If you want to move into the next pose you can or Ms. Haught if you need to stretch your legs...”
Nicole cut his words off. “I’m good.” She stood and looked down at Waverly. Her heart was pounding, and she knew her face was bright red. “Are you ready for this?” Nicole saw the same arousal she felt written across Waverly’s features. The small nod let her know to proceed. She straddled Waverly’s thigh, one knee resting between the other woman’s thighs as her other leg balanced on the step.
Waverly sucked in quickly through her nose. Nicole’s wetness rested against her thigh. She placed her hand between the redhead’s legs and felt her lift up. Waverly moved her hand back and forth, hoping the movements looked genuine. She had to bite back a moan as Nicole started rocking into her hand.
Nicole could not stop her movements. She felt Waverly’s fingers curl up to cup her and the sound she made didn’t even sound natural. Her hips were grinding into Waverly’s palm, seeking more.
Waverly’s body was on fire as she felt the wetness coating her palm. Nicole was grinding down into her hand searching for friction. Her left hand had remained idle, on the step, but she wanted to touch more of Nicole. Looking up, the red hair was covering her face. Waverly used her fingers to brush back the hair. Her fingers kept it back as her thumb skirted over Nicole’s bottom lip. She pushed gently and was given access.
Nicole felt out of control and on the verge of an orgasm. Her hips were sliding back and forth against Waverly’s thigh, trapping the small hand between their bodies. Grabbing the stair railing to grind in harder, Nicole sucked hard on Waverly’s thumb. Her movements had grown frantic.
Waverly’s thigh was coated in Nicole’s warm wetness. Pulling her thumb from the suction, her hand moved to grab Nicole’s tight ass. Waverly dipped the thigh being straddled, pulling her hand free. Her thigh lifted again pressing hard against the dripping core. She let her fingers run up the side of Nicole’s body and grabbed a handful of her beautiful red tresses. Waverly needed to see those deep brown eyes. Their eyes meet, Nicole’s pupils are blown. Waverly’s thigh pushes against the wetness and Nicole’s body stopped moving. The gasp loud in Waverly’s ears. Wait…did she just cum?
“Great job ladies. That was so believable. These shots are going to be wonderful. I hope you both will come to my opening. Mercedes will get in touch with you both. Thank you for obliging me.”
Waverly sat in a daze as Nicole lifted herself up and walked down the stairs.
“This has truly been an experience I will never forget. Mercedes you have my number so please let me know the dates. And Waverly thank you.” Nicole headed to the changing room.
Had this all really happened? And did Nicole just thank her for making her cum? She shook herself from the daze and stood on shaky legs. “Thank you both for this opportunity. I too will never forget it.” Waverly made her way to her changing room hearing Mercedes’ words as she walked away.
“Same bitch same.”