Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Black Woman's Fantasy 2

"First of all, it's not something I would tell my father and I don't think you should either. He doesn't know about your photography business, does he? He's not one of your clients is he?" Suddenly the conversation takes an unexpected twist and Katrina is looking at me intently.

"No, your father doesn't know about it and is not one of my clients." I answer her honestly. Of course, there aren't any clients so how could he be?

"Okay. Secondly, I'm 18 years old, can think for myself and I think it might be fun. You didn't answer whether I would qualify."

"Well. If we're going to pursue this I have to ask you a few more questions. First, though, I want you to understand these are very intimate photographs with some extreme close ups that you might find embarrassing, Kat." "Chris, I've never done anything like this, but I trust you. Just knowing the kind of person you are, I expect that you do whatever it takes to set your models at ease. I'm okay with the types of pictures you're talking about. What are the questions?"

My cock is pushing hard against my zipper as I contemplate the questions I want to ask, especially since I'm making this up as I go. "Okay, first, are you a virgin?"

"No." Yes! First hurdle cleared. That's all I care about but I ask a few more questions to make it seem realistic.

"Okay. Do you have any birth marks, blemishes or tattoos that I should know about before we start taking pictures?" I'm again staring at her cleavage.

"Hmm. Let's see. I have a small tattoo on the inside of my ankle, but aside from that, nothing." I get a quick flash of upper thigh and black panties when she lifts her leg up to show me her tattoo. I can barely see a small flower through her nylons.

"Okay, no problem. Are you trimmed, completely shaved or natural?" I ask, looking directly into her sexy, brown eyes.

"What? Oh that!" She's laughing as she tells me, "Trimmed, I guess. I do trim it, but I don't shave down there."

Kat." I'm just curious about this and I'm trying to make it seem like there is specific

a specific bra size?" Katrina has gotten past her

the specifics for approval before we do the photo shoot." I'm trying to sound very businesslike while by heart is pounding in my chest and my cock is throbbing in my pants. "There is no

I'm not going to show up in some sleazy magazine or all over the Internet am I?" Katrina is starting to think through the ramifications of what she's agreed to do and

have a written contract with each of my clients that forbids publication or distribution of any of my photographs. I retain the copywrite for all of my pictures, which makes the

unnamed client to gawk at while he.... while he.... whatever he does while he's gawking." She settles back in the booth, laughing while she says this and I watch her tits gently bounce with

yes. Are you still up for it?" I ask. I certainly am, my cock is especially up for

When do we

day off that you don't have anything planned?" I know she doesn't work on Thursday, which is my

off Thursday, is that too soon?" she asks. Nothing could be too soon for me. I can hardly breathe as I once again assume a businesslike

we get." I am amazed at how far I've already gotten with my fantasy and expect I will get

The sexy look will be a tight, short skirt and sleeveless blouse or tank top with lace bra, sexy nylons and a thong. The seductive look is a sheer nightgown or negligee with matching panties or thong and no bra. Which of these can you bring and which will you need me to supply?" I ask her in my most disassociated, businesslike tone. "Well I think I have skirts and tops for both the school girl and street girl look. I don't have any white underwear, I mainly have black and

start laughing with her, "It's true. Some of my models are more shy exposing their underwear than when they are posing totally nude. How about the rest of the clothing." I'm starting to sound like I've been

impression she's talking about what she's wearing right now. My cock reacts to the image of her sitting

I answer without intonation, wondering whether this

is. It's pink with little frills around it.

your nipples show through when you wear it. It has to leave almost nothing to the imagination." I can't help but look right at her tits when I ask her this and I might be imagining

that much." She is flustered and I see her blush for the first time. Her complexion seems to have taken on a dark brown glow compared with the light brown coloring it had a minute ago. She takes a deep breath and I watch her breasts swell under