When I became a model I decided to move to the city, there were better opportunities for me there than in the small country town I lived in.
While searching for a job, visiting modeling agencies I met Thomas, he is this super talented photographer that happened to be the director of a commercial campaign I was doing for a shampoo.
It was instant, I took every opportunity to flirt with his camera, and it went through the lens straight to his heart. I could say it was love at first sight. I was deeply and madly in love with him.
After dating a couple of weeks, he asked me to move in with him, and I was so happy, now, we’ve been together for over a year, and it’s been amazing, things are going so well, we’re together all the time, we share everything, we’re deeply connected.
And this connection makes our sex life even better, we have good sex, very frequently, it’s simply amazing. I’ve never had anything like this with someone before. But recently I discovered something about him, is a little different from anything I’ve ever experienced.
For some reason, what turns him on the most is imagining me having sex with other people, it really makes him crazy, his cock gets the hardest when I’m jerking him off and making up stories of me with other men in date nights that never happened.
He truly loves that, I thought at first it was strange, I mean, how could you get so aroused thinking of your love partner cheating on you? But with time I began to like it, especially how hot and needy he looked whenever I told him these dirty stories.
His cock gets so hard I can’t refuse to tell him what comes to mind, I love seeing him desperate and needy for me. And after doing this for a while it just became part of our routine in bed.
It started becoming confusing for me, I’m not a cheater, and I would never have sex with anyone that’s not my partner, to me, it was just a fantasy between him and me and I never thought it would actually happen, like, there was no way I would ever consider it.
One day we got a big job, it was a shooting for a perfume, a big brand had hired my boyfriend to do the shooting, and luckily I got selected from all the models to perform. It was always exciting for me when we got picked together for projects like this, most of the time I was modeling alone or with other women, I rarely modeled with other men.
But this time, being a perfume campaign for men, I had to model with another man. The other model, Brad, was very cool, he was funny, easy-going, respectful, and very hot.
As my boyfriend took pictures of us he began to direct us, telling us to get closer, to wrap our arms on each other, to get so close our lips were just inches away. The results of this photo shoot were very good, my boyfriend was great at his job, but I knew there was something more beneath his command.
There was also chemistry between Brad and I, I couldn’t deny I felt attraction to him, he was so cool and comfortable to be with, and the way he looked was breathtaking.
After we were done, my boyfriend approached me. “Babe I’ve got to go; you wouldn’t mind packing everything up right?”
“Sure, there’s no problem, I can do that,’ I replied to him. Then he went to Brad, shook his hand and left. I packed my stuff, Brad did the same, and then we sat on the couch, talked a bit about the job, had a laugh together.
Suddenly, I got a message from my boyfriend. “Baby, I love you, if you want to fuck with Brad that’s okay, I’d love to hear everything about it later, when we’re together.”
I had the green light to do whatever I wanted, I was so nervous I didn’t know what to do or how to react, but I truly liked Brad, and knowing that this would make my boyfriend extremely hard, I decided to give it a shot.
So I went to the couch, sat next to Brad and kissed him. I was surprised to see he kissed me back. When I moved away he was stunned, but in a good way, “That’s an interesting move,” he said.
We kissed some more until I began to touch him further and felt his big hard cock through his pants. He began unbuckling his pants and I got even more nervous, I couldn’t believe I was actually going to do this, but knowing my boyfriend would like it that much encouraged me, and I was already encouraged by the size of Brad’s dick.
The second he pulled it out I couldn’t believe it, it was the largest cock I’ve ever seen, it was thick, big, and it throbbed the second I wrapped my fingers around it. “You’re so fucking big,” I moaned as I jerked him off.
Brad unzipped my dress and got rid of it in a second. Then I couldn’t wait, I went down on my knees and began to suck on him. I tried to suck as much as I could, he had such a big dick I couldn’t take it all inside my mouth.
I was amazed by how good he tasted, and how much I couldn’t take of his cock. Then he laid me down, took my thong off and began to lick my entrance, tasting all of my juices. He was very good at it, he flicked his tongue over my clit as he pushed his fingers inside me, making me get wetter.
Then he leaned over me, and pressing his big fat cock against my pussy he asked me if I was ready for it. By this moment, I couldn’t take it anymore, I wanted it inside me quick. “Yes, please, I want your big fat cock inside me now,” I moaned.
He slid it inside, slowly, giving me a second to adjust to his size, I could feel it stretching my inner walls until his head touched the bottom of my vagina. “Oh fuck, it’s so big!” I moaned.
He began to move in and out very slowly, pushing it all, so my pussy would stretch comfortably enough for him. I was delighted, his cock was so big it rubbed all the right spots. “How does my pussy feel?” I asked him
He grunted, “it’s so fucking tight, I love stretching it, I can barely get my cock in there,” he said as he pushed it inside again. I was getting so wet with all of this that I could see his cock leaving my pussy completely coated in my juices and then go back inside.
With time, it became easier for us to fuck. His cock began to slide easily inside me, and I began to enjoy this even more. I straddled Brad and began to ride him faster. He held my buttocks apart and sank his cock even further, making me feel it deep inside with each thrust.
I was losing my mind, I felt about to cum on his cock as he began to fuck me harder and faster. I was barely moving, Brad held me in the air as he thrust deep inside me.
For a moment I began to feel guilty for having sex with Brad, but I kept repeating my boyfriend’s message in my head, I shouldn’t feel guilty at all, and imagining myself later telling him what I did and how I did it, and how much I liked it made me get even hornier, and it made my orgasm so much better.
Brad fucked me hard, making me scream in pleasure as I released my orgasm hard. My eyes even rolled back, and I even squirted a little from all the arousal I had trapped inside me. “Yes, Brad, that feels so good!” I cried out.
“Shit, I’m going to cum,” he moaned as he held my hips and pushed me against his crotch hard and fast.
“Please, cum inside me, I want your cum inside me,” I begged him. He fucked me relentlessly for a couple more minutes and then, he filled me up entirely with his cum, giving me another little orgasm to wrap this up.
Brad was happy, he said it was a delight to work with me, but fucking me was even better. After this I felt very sexy, knowing I could flirt with other men and be desired so much by my boyfriend.
I didn’t even bother in cleaning myself up, I wanted my boyfriend to smell our sex from my skin. When I came home, my boyfriend was already hard waiting for me.
“So… what happened?” he instantly asked me.
I approached him, taking my clothes off slowly, “Well… after you left,” I began to say, “I had sex with Brad and… he finished inside me.”
My boyfriend smiled pulling out his cock from his pants, and that was all I needed.