Page 72 of My Turn Petal
“I am so excited too, I have never done it before,” Frankie vocalizes her enthusiasm but I also see her concern so I run my hand along her back to soothe her.
She grins at me immediately, appreciating my gesture.
“Frankie, you are the star of the show,” Molly says as they fix the setting of the camera. “We have a quick session and if you have ideas that you want to explore feel free to present them to me and we’ll make sure to execute them all.”
I requested Molly to make it about Frankie, ask her the questions, and put the spotlight on her as much as possible with me as the background noise. Her accessory. Because right now that’s what I will be.
In her sexy lingerie and confident strides, Frankie drops on a mattress that Molly set for us in the middle of the dimly lit studio which is surrounded by a few light tripods.
I’m in my boxers and nothing else, taking the spot under Frankie, I lift her to straddle my lap. My hands are on her thighs, and hers are around my neck.
Molly finds an angle that works for them, “Okay let’s take a few pictures of you like this.” The camera snaps a row of pictures of us from different angles.
We don’t look at the camera, our faces are glued to each other. The room disappears, and it feels like we’re in Frankie’s bedroom.
I graze my lips on hers in one picture. Kissing her neck in the other. Pulling her hair backward as I bite her chin.
Molly stops to put on some music, and that gives me an idea.
“Molly, would you be comfortable to take a few pictures of us naked?” Frankie’s question beats me to the punch.
“Sure, it’s your choice, if that’s what you want I would love to,” Molly replies with a bright smile.
I already know they’re professionals when it comes to this type of photography. They have done it for years and their specialty is erotic which involves nudity. Empowering their clients is a goal.
Frankie turns her face to me, “Are you okay with this?”
“Yes,” I answer with a wicked smirk. I can mix her idea with mine.
I scan the rest of the studio, a few neon lights attached to the walls surrounding us as we undress. “Molly, follow my moves and take pictures.”
“You got it.”
Putting Frankie’s thigh on my forearm, I grab her hip, flip her on the mattress, and pretend to thrust into her a few times as I make another one of my erotic dance moves.
Her neck cranes as she moans.
Our naked bodies radiate heat and I lick and suck Frankie’s tender belly, putting her legs on my shoulder, I make my way downward.
Molly doesn’t miss a beat so I continue dancing to the beat of the song.
Pulling Frankie’s legs around my hips and lifting us, I shove her back against the wall, she tucks her ankles behind me as I lift her hands and pin them above her head.
The light blue neon light paints our skin.
I flick my eyes from hers to her ample breasts that rise and fall under my heated gaze, I take her nipple in my mouth, pretending to suckle on it.
Frankie can’t control her moans and I bet she looks fucking sensual and hypnotizing in those pictures.
My cock is so fucking hard, seeing her like this.
Frankie’s eyes capture my hard-on. “I can watch your thick cock for hours. Work my hand around it and watch you come.” She whispers in my ear.
A groan slips out of my throat as silently as I can.
I give Molly a curt nod that they immediately understand and they lower to take clearer pictures of our genitals.
Still holding both of her hands with my palm, I grab my cock and rub it over Frankie’s glistening slit while my gaze pierces hers.
