This is the story of Paula, a girl who at 19 years old curiosity starts to take her on new experiences that are becoming more intense each time. This story is fiction, that doesn't mean some events aren't real...
Chapter 17: Hot Photos
Hello Pau! What's going on that you don't talk to me anymore? Didn't you like what we did? said her fourth message, which I also decided to ignore. Julieta had written to me the days following my birthday and I had decided not to respond to her. The night I spent with Leonel had been too good to ignore her and I began to think about starting a more serious relationship with him. However, I couldn't resist going into Poringa and seeing the images that RubiaAdicta was uploading. I also wandered through her posts, fascinated by the new ones and returning to my favorites to see them again and again, touching myself in front of the images of the girl who had driven me crazy a few weeks ago.
It was then, as I scrolled from one post to another, that I saw she had sent me a message. Are you there? Why don't you talk to me? Did something bother you? Respond to me saying you don't want to see me again and that's it. But I don't believe you. We had a great time the other night and I'm sure you think the same. I'm dying to go back to your body!! this message said, the longest and most direct one yet. I decided to respond to her, but didn't know what to write since nothing she was saying seemed coherent or sincere. Finally, I turned off the computer and went to bed thinking it would be another day tomorrow.
But I fell asleep so deeply that my dreams took over me instantly. I was lying in a bed, in an unknown room, totally naked and knew that person was about to enter. It was Leonel, I was waiting for him, I was sure. However, I wasn't surprised at all when the door opened and I saw Julieta pass through it. Hello beautiful she greeted me, just like she had greeted me in one of her messages. Then she got into bed and we started kissing and touching each other just like we did the other time. I wanted it to keep going but at the same time knew Leonel was about to enter. Julieta kept... by my body and I felt like her tongue was taking over me. “Mmm yes!” I moaned at the same moment that her tongue made contact with my pussy. But the door swung open suddenly and… - Paula! Get up, it's 8 in the morning and you have to go to school! - My mother yelled at me, cutting off my sleep mid-sentence.
I couldn't think clearly, I didn't really know what I wanted. My mind was always wandering off on memories of that excellent night I spent with her, photos from her posts and some images from my last dream. The problem is that it wasn't the first time. It had been a while since I'd been dreaming about Julieta and it was evident that I liked her, because every morning after that I would wake up totally soaked. That girl had taken over my mind.
“Talk to her. What do you have to lose?” one part of my mind said, and the other replied by telling me not to, that I should keep going with Leonel and play hard to get for him. But did I really want to play hard to get for Leonel? The truth was that I didn't know. I liked her, I enjoyed being physical with her, she knew how to make me come and we had a good time together when we were alone. But there was something missing for me to truly realize it was him who I liked. All my nights with him had only clarified one thing: my cock likes her yes or no.
“Then?” my mind asked again in relation to Julieta. And she was right, what was the problem with writing to her, talking to her and even seeing her? If she liked me and we'd had a good time together “Am I bisexual?” I wondered then, and for more than just that idea crossed my head thousands of times, it was the first time I seriously considered it. There was nothing wrong with that. My friends wouldn't stop talking to me because of it and my family would surely understand. In fact, a cousin of mine was gay and our whole family had accepted him very well, even my parents who were a bit old-fashioned in their thinking. And things started to make more sense if that's how it was. My night with Noemí, my mind wandering through Clara, my adventure with Lucila and my desires for Julieta. But there were also the men. My first steps, Lucio, Leonel and who had made me pass the hottest week of my life, Nicolás.
'Hello. I'm very well, I was a bit busy so I didn't write to you. Do you want us to see each other sometime this week?' I encouraged myself to write to Julieta then, and it seemed like everything went back to normal. We started talking on WhatsApp and she was very happy that I had returned to speaking with her. 'I was already getting scared. I thought you had regretted being with me' she said, and after insisting that I was a bit busy due to university, we started organizing our next meeting. 'Come over to my place. Let's chat for a bit, have something to drink and let things take their course. How does that sound?' she proposed, and obviously I said yes.
December 12th was my second night with Julieta and it was a night that helped define many things. I arrived at her house after lunch, telling my parents I was meeting up with my friends from university to have something to drink and then going to sleep over at Antonella's. She received me in a very short and tight skirt and a white shirt that showed off her skin quite a bit. 'Come on in, I was just making some drinks' she said, and I entered the living room as if it were my own home.
I brought out some glasses with a reddish-orange drink and confessed to having already had a glass before I arrived. She looked very relaxed, deliberate, it was obvious that she was used to these situations and that she was going to take charge of the night. On my part, I was a bit inhibited, quiet and expectant of how things would unfold. I had some fear but also impatience because the moment didn't seem like it was taking long enough to arrive. Despite having talked several times and already being together, Julieta and I were simply two girls who had met on an internet page with the aim of having '... casual sex. - Tell me something about you. - She said, serving herself a drink. - Ay… I don't know. - I said, not knowing what to say. - What do you want to know? - She replied, but when she saw that I didn't know what to tell her, she started taking me down a path. - Did you tell me you were studying kinesiology? And how's it going? How are you doing? We started talking a bit about our lives. At first, I responded briefly and with monosyllables, not because I wasn't interested but because I needed to break the ice. She, on the other hand, would elaborate on her answers and tell me quite a lot about her life, making the conversation flow as time passed. It was obvious that she wanted us to be more than just two girls who were having sex, it seemed like she wanted to be my friend and I wasn't entirely sure about that. Little by little, the conversation turned back to sex and to my surprise, it was thanks to that that I started to feel liberated. It seemed that talking about sex and sexuality made my mind relax. I felt comfortable talking to her about that topic. She told me she was a well-defined bisexual. Are you going to tell me that if a good guy with a high cock shows up, you'll jump on him? she asked, laughing. She had a friend with whom she would have fun from time to time and they would propose things to her in Poringa, but almost never followed through because it didn't interest her. I'm not a slut, you have to be selective she told me afterwards, adding another laugh. I confessed to her almost in detail about my first night with Noemí and my adventure with Lucila, and then gave her Nicolas' gift. When I told her that it was thanks to them that I knew her, she couldn't believe it. - Is this a lie? Your neighbors Luli and Nico from Poringa?! - She reacted, surprised. - They're the best they are. He's very good, has an incredible back and apparently a huge cock. - She waited for my confirmation and I nodded. - And she's beautiful. Big and firm breasts and a precious ass. Plus a face of head master divina.- She added laughing.- And they didn't propose you to make a post with them? - Actually yes.- I said remembering the conversation with Lucila in the elevator.- But for now not. The truth is that it makes me feel a bit weird showing myself. - Why? You have a beautiful body.- Said Juliet and I blushed a little.- Besides, no one will know it's you, there's no need to show your face. - That's true.- I said giving her the reason.- But I don't know. I have no idea how to make a post, besides... I don't know, it makes me feel weird. - Let's take some pictures!- She thought and stopped. - What? No, no stop!- I said when she was going to the room and coming back with a camera in hand.- Not Juliet. Not crazy! - Come on Pau, let yourself get photographed.- She said and snapped one like that out of nowhere.- Look how pretty you came out she said afterwards and showed me the picture. Then began a dispute I never thought would happen to me. Juliet insisted that I take pictures and despite my refusal, a big part of me really wanted it. She was aiming the camera at me and despite being dressed, I ran away and she used that as an excuse to get closer and closer to me. In the end we ended up body to body and her face right in front of mine, the kiss was inevitable. Very passionate, wet and with a lot of tongue. You're so pretty she said then and her angelic face captivated me and left me breathless in front of her. - Well it's fine.- I said at the end.- But underwear only. - Excellent!- She celebrated with a smile.- Much more sensual. Obviously she had very sexy underwear since it was fixed that night she would show it off. A white corset that showed a lot of sensuality and a thong of the same color, well finished with a bow at the back. Divine said Juliet moving away a little and stopping in front of the armchair. She advised me to sit on a chair and make a sensual pose. At first it was hard for me, I was very inhibited, but then I started to relax and the flashes started coming out. After one photo, it would come and show it to me so I could make sure it was okay and especially that my face wasn't visible. After the first 15 or 20 photos, most of which were deleted, I trusted her and let her take pictures of me without problems.
The session was getting hotter every minute. It started with some simple photos on the chair, but they got more intense each time. She would come up to me and ask me to squeeze my tits so she could capture them; she'd tell me to turn around so she could photograph my booty; she'd tell me to let my hair down and get a little wild. There was a moment when I felt like a professional model, and the ease was almost absolute.
- Take off your bra now.- She said about 10 minutes after all those flashes and poses.
I took it off slowly while she kept capturing moments and threw it aside. She took some photos of my nipples, as well as my hands touching my tits. How beautiful they are, she'd say while moving around the room trying to capture them from different angles. Then she asked me to take off my thong, and I did so slowly and sensually, just like with the bra, all the time that Julieta was taking pictures like crazy.
I started to relax after about 100 photos. I lay down on the couch and started touching myself while she came over, focused, and snapped the camera button. This beautiful, this, she'd say, and I kept touching and caressing myself, starting to feel like the heat was rising in my body. I felt like a porn star, a coveted actress who had to give her best. My hands were getting wilder while my hair was getting out of control and my legs were spreading open. Then I put one of my fingers in my pussy and started masturbating.
Julieta kept taking pictures... A little while longer, but a few minutes after I started self-satisfying myself, she decided to join in. She took off her clothes and got on the couch to start touching and kissing me very passionately. My hands were still occupied with my body, but my mouth was now enjoying her kisses and could feel her warmth. She kept moving closer to my crotch. Then she grabbed my wrists and moved my hands away from where they were. It was her turn to entertain herself with my body.
She started sucking me in a way that intense that the pleasure increased from 1 to 10 in just a few seconds. I could feel her tongue opening my lips and getting into my pussy, wetting it all and making me completely wet. Her hands were resting on my thighs and spreading my legs while her mouth focused on the middle. Her lips were causing incredible pleasure.
- Mmm yes! - I moaned while squeezing my breasts and biting my lips.
Juliet was an expert at this. She moved her mouth in a way that caused me amazing pleasure, something that had never happened to me even with a man before. The way she made me enjoy myself, the touch of her tongue on my pussy and her hands on my thighs, was perfect. The photo shoot had been an excellent preview for what was about to be a fantastic night of sex. I couldn't stop enjoying it, moaning and moaning like crazy while she moved more agitatedly. Her tongue rose and fell over my body.
- YES! - I screamed at the same moment as I reached the first orgasm of that night.
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