I am being
featured in this month’s issue of Nylonzine magazine! The best Foot & Leg
Magazine on the planet. There is
something for all is this one! I have a short story in this month’s issue. In
addition I have an excerpt from my story The Barefoot Burglar. Click on the
link and visit!
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Photo Shoot: A Collaboration with The Naked Nurse
Hi All,
My apologies for not posting in a while. However I hope this post will make up for the wait. I did another collaboration with my friend The Naked Nurse. The is the second story we have done together. Our first was, Anal Plugs and BBQ. I hope you will enjoy this one as well.
Peace!
Jacques
Photo Shoot
By
Jacques Gerard and The Naked Nurse
The house we rented for
vacation was lavish and decorated with off white colors on the inside walls as
well as the outside deck. The deck was lined with a blue infinity swimming
pool. From the living room of the house
the pool looked to blend in with the turquoise blue ocean. As sunset began to
start Dawna strolled out on the patio deck with a couple of drinks in hand. She had on a sarong that had various shades
lush pink and blue flowers printed on a white background that draped over her
athletic figure. She had it wrapped and tied in the front in the style of a
shoulder less dress. Her long dark brown
hair with streaks of light brown highlights shined like silk as it flowed down
her shoulders.
I had taken a couple pictures
of the horizon with my camera. The sky was soft purple and whips of high clouds
were orange as the sun set behind the ocean. The scene was an inviting shot. When she saw
me, a warm smile formed on her face. Dawna came up next to me and looked at the
sunset. “Beautiful! This is just what we needed” she added with sigh as she
handed me a glass of white sangria.
Dawna turned and looked me
over. I was wearing a lava-lava. It was jade green printed with black leaves
and flowers. I was shirtless and she
rubbed her hand over my bare chest. “I love you in that! It accents your big
muscles”.
I blushed, “Thanks”.
“With you in that, I have
enough incentive to pose for you.” Dawna went over to a lounge chair. The chair
was round and large enough to seat two comfortably. It was brown wicker covered
with cream colored seat cushions and pillows.
She curled up in the chair then said, “I’m ready when you are for
pictures.”
I took a full shot of her and
then close ups of her feet. Fuschia nail polish glistened on Dawna’s toenails.
She giggled and spread her toes, “Here’s a pose for you”. She was right. I
never can get enough of Dawna spreading her toes. I took pictures of them from
different points of view. She held up her legs to display her smooth and soft
bare soles. She flashed a sly grin at me as the camera flashed shots.
She prided herself in staying
fit, and she loved showing off the contrast of muscles and curves all the way
from the arch of her foot to the dip of her waist. I found myself longing to
lick from her inviting toes to the rise and fall of her hips. My cock teased against my cottony fabric. I
think she knew with just the right movement I risked baring my hungry erection
through the fabric.
She just continued to laugh and
giggle as she sipped her Mai Tai and wag her bottom and flex her toes in front
of my camera.
The sharp sound of the shutter
reverberated throughout our suite.
Occasionally the flash would snap a moment of bright light over the
neutral cushions. Her silky skin glowed
like honey under the setting sun. I
licked my lips as I continued to snap pose after pose. I lost myself in the moment: capturing the
beauty behind the lens until carnal need ate at my patience. I wanted her.
Fuchsia toes, floral sarong, rum-scented breath. I wanted to be buried so deep that she could
taste my passion with every thrust of my hips.
No questions. No motives. Just
knowing she was as precious as any buried treasure ever sought…
And as the sun dipped lower in
the horizon, I could see the desire on her face. She held a foot up for an
offering.
To hell with it, I could not
hold back any longer. I sat down at the foot of her lounge chair, held her
foot, and placed soft kisses on her toes. “Mmmmmm…” she purred as she held up
her other foot. I took her ankles and placed her feet together. My tongue
swirled around her heels. As the tip of my tongue flicked up her soles, Dawna
shivered, and then gasped as it ventured under her toes. “I was wondering when
you were going to break down” she added in a whisper. “You know I love it when
you kiss my feet.” Her feet were scented with a hint of jasmine. As I worshiped
her feet, I fell deeper under the enchantment of the fragrance.
Her foot slid under my
lava-lava. Dawna studied my reaction as her toes found my turgid member. When I
quivered from the gentle touch, she smiled with approval. Her toes on her other
foot worked around the top of my waist in search of where I tucked my
lava-lava. I slowly pulled away the tuck to aid her adventurous toes. Her toes
clasped the edge and unraveled my lava-lava to expose my nakedness.
I kissed up her legs. As I did,
I could hear her breaths in pants as I hovered lightly over her thighs. Oh, to delve my tongue into the Bermuda
Triangle. To taste the hint of her
sweetness. But that would have to wait
as she steals my breath away when I felt the smooth curve of her foot glide
against my hardening erection.
“I love feeling your dick between my feet” Dawna said
in a seductive hush as her feet massaged my manhood
Her soft feet melted me. I shut
my eyes “Oh… your feet!” I moaned.
“Touch me.” She begged.
I could see her desire begin to
glisten between her thighs. She bowed
her knees out enough while she continued to stroke my cock with her arches. My fingers slid easily across her wet
slit. My thumb grazed over her clit. I
smiled as she closed her eyes and let a moan escape her lips. “You want me to touch you here?” I asked as I gently squeezed her tiny bundle
of nerves.
“Please.” She continued to
pant.
She chewed her bottom lip as
her eyes clouded with desire. Her toes
capturing my beads of pre-cum and expertly working it down my shaft. I could feel my body beginning to burn for
release. I slowly slid a finger inside
her slick channel. My thumb ground
against her clit. A soft purr-like sound
slid from her and shivered against my skin.
I thrust my finger in her hot silk being bathed in her arousal as her
feet continued to stroke me to climax before I slip the second finger into her
tight hole.
My fingers slid in and out matching the pace of her
feet over my straining erection. My
thumb mercilessly teased her hardened bud.
I feel her walls clench and convulse around my fingers as she yells my
name just as I let my own hot jets of release erupt. Her feet covered in my semen causes my dick
to twitch for more.
Warm trade winds caressed us as
we lay naked in the lounge chair. Dawna was curled up next to me. I loved the
feeling of her soft skin next to mine. Moments
passed as we were quiet. The surf provided us with its song as the night
settled in. Lights that dotted the patio glowed with soothing amber. I shared gentle kisses under the starlit sky with
Dawna and beheld her beauty. As I held
her, Dawna’s fingers caressed my member. Her touch made me quiver. She flashed a sly
grin and slinked down to my lap.
Her fingers steadied my shaft
as she kissed its tip. She purred and the plunged her lips around my cock. It stiffened in her mouth and she moaned with
approval as my body shivered. “Oh!” I
heard myself say as my eyes clenched tight and my erection began to throb.
“Yes… that’s what I want” she
added in a hypnotic whisper. “I want this!”
“Get on top” I managed to say.
She kissed her way up my chest
then gasped with a start as she received my shaft inside her wetness. Her hips rolled to feel every inch of my
cock. I rolled my hips along with hers. Drops of her juices tricked down and
coated my erection. She shivered and grew breathless. The sight of her slow
surrender to enchantment was something I always relished.
As our sensual energies melded,
the intensity of our sensual grind grew. “I’m so close!” she whined.
“Don’t hold back baby, let
yourself go and come for me” I added with a gentle whisper.
Dawna huffed and arched her
back. She dropped her head and cried out in ecstasy. The shudder of her orgasm
shook me as well, but I kept thrusting my hips.
Orgasms flowed through her like a rolling river and I wanted her to get
it all. But as one orgasm faded a spark from her next orgasm pricked the tip of
my cock triggering my release. My body
was petrified from the rush of my ecstasy, all I could do was call out her
name. Our cries of rapture filled the
air.
Dawna slumped to my chest as
our afterglow seemed to light up the patio. “That was yummy” she said. Then she added a kiss. A warm smile was my
reply. She raised an eyebrow and said, “If taking pictures of me tonight got
you going. What’s going to happen tomorrow
when we go sightseeing and you take pictures of wearing my exercise sandals
with my sundress?”
I winked an eye, “I bet we can
find a secluded beach somewhere and pick up from where we let off here”.
The End
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