A Fantasy Come True, with a Twist

Sofia's fantasy

Oh my god, he is coming over tonight. And he said I'd better be ready. I met this guy a couple of weeks ago. He is much older than I am, but there is something about him I just can't resist. When we first met in a bar here in town, he was the one who took the initiative and walked up to my table and introduced himself. I was alone at that time, waiting for my girlfriend to arrive. His opening line was ridiculous, something about my eyes. I can't even remember.

Yet the deep timbre of his voice set my whole body on fire. I just stared at him. Apparently, he had asked if he could sit down. I remember only that I wanted him to keep talking. And that was what he did. Slowly coming to my senses, I heard him telling he was a photographer, working for several fashion houses. And that his eye had caught me sitting here in that bar, lost in thoughts he could only speculate about. He was touched by the beauty of the scene, and he had felt he had to connect to find out if I would be interested in posing for him some time.

I had had dreams about modelling, but the opportunity had never arisen. And now it was offered to me, without me doing anything to get a modelling assignment. After a few minutes I told him I would pose for him. He seemed relieved, and in his deep commanding voice he kept telling me how glad he was I would do a shoot. Then my girlfriend arrived. He properly introduced himself to her, answered a few of her questions, and then said goodbye to leave us to enjoy our evening together. He didn't forget to leave his card, and told me to contact him whenever I was ready to pose for him.

That night I discussed it with my girlfriend. She was not enthusiastic and told me to be careful. What did I know about this guy anyway. I knew she had a point, but I couldn't get it out of my head how he had set my body in flames, talking to me. That commanding voice just cut right through me, and I felt I had to discover what this meant. So, I texted him the next day and told him I would do a trial shoot. He was quick to answer, and we made an appointment for next week at his studio.

The day of the shoot I was nervous. I texted him to know if he wanted me to bring specific outfits. He told me not to worry and just wear what I'd put on that morning. The purpose was not to do a professional shoot, just to discover how I would like it to be in front of the camera, he explained. At the agreed time, I walked into his studio to find him already arranging his equipment. He greeted me jovially and started to chat about how I was, and what I expected from the shoot, and what he intended to do. He did a good job putting me at ease. When he asked if I was ready to begin, I felt good and readily told him I was.

What happened was not what I had foreseen. He asked me to take a few poses. Just anything that came into my mind. I had seen many pictures of models on IG and YT, so I thought it was easy to try and repeat some of the things I had seen. Yet, after a few poses I felt it slipping away. He stopped shooting and asked what was the matter. When I told him I didn't know what to do next, he smiled and suggested he could direct me more. I agreed. And that turned out to be a very revealing decision.

He started to give me instructions. How to put my feet, turn my hips, keep my shoulders, hold my head. What face to put on. I slowly started to realize that I felt extremely good getting those instructions from him. It really helped me to get into the act of posing and showing myself. And suddenly, out of the blue, I shocked myself feeling my pussy tingle, when he instructed me to bend over a little to take a picture highlighting the jeans I was wearing. What the hell was happening to me? Nothing sexual was going on, but the effect on me was completely arousing. My breathing deepened, his voice giving me instructions made my heart beat faster and faster. And suddenly it hit me. My god, I liked being commanded!

When he ended the shoot, he offered me a drink and asked how I had liked it. I started to say that I had liked it, and it was fun, but then he interrupted me, looked me in the eye and told me he had noticed how aroused I had gotten while he instructed me to bend over. I fell silent, blushed. He took my hand and told me there was nothing wrong with that. If that is how you felt, he said, then that is what it is. What he said next, just took my breath away, but excited me a lot. He told me he had an idea to have me experience that excitement to the full. His proposal was that he would come to my place the next evening and that I had to do exactly what he would tell me to do. The idea instantly made my nipples hard. This sexual reaction to his proposal took me by surprise again, but it made sense considering what happened during the shoot. He added that if it made me feel more comfortable with the whole idea, I could invite my girlfriend to witness the whole event. Before I knew it, I had said yes.

So, tonight's he's coming over. I did confide in my girlfriend. At first, she was shocked. She couldn't believe I had consented in doing this. But when I explained to her that I really wanted to explore this, she agreed to be there. As long as I don't have to do anything, she added. An hour before he was to arrive, I got a text from him. A first set of instructions. I showed them to my girlfriend and her eyes grew wide. He instructed me to put on black stockings, wear a short skirt and a small top, and wear stilettos. What's he up to, my girlfriend wondered. But I had already decided I wanted to play along. I explained to her that it made me feel very sexy to wear something he ordered me to wear.

I got ready. I felt excited. Looking forward to what might happen. I got the things he ordered me to put on. A nice tight fighting top, the short skirt with a nice string. I put on my black seamed stockings, hold ups, which look so good on my long legs. And for the occasion I picked my 6-inch stilettos. When I walked into the living room, my girlfriend smiled. She sighed and told me that I looked so hot in that outfit. I was a little surprised she admitted to that. I didn't know she looked to me in that way. It did feel good, though, I thought.

When the doorbell rang, I couldn't help but get a bit nervous again. I walked to the door and opened it. He stood tall, his face open and friendly, his eyes going over me as if to check whether I had obeyed his orders. He greeted me in his deep commanding voice. It sent shivers down my spine already. God, I already felt my nipples harden thinking of what he would be telling me to do in a few moments. I begged him in. He had a big bag with him. I wondered what was in it. Upon entering the living room, he greeted my girlfriend with a big hug. He obviously did his best to relax the atmosphere. He then opened his bag, and got his camera out, and a tripod. When I asked what he was doing, he said it was best to record this evening. I didn't object. I liked the idea of being recorded. My girlfriend asked what the plan was. He just told her to wait and see. I looked at him, my eyes inquisitive, anxious to begin.

He now took complete control. He set up the tripod and the camera behind the couch, activated it, and sat down on the couch. He seemed totally relaxed in his role as the dominator in this relationship.

"Okay, Sofia, let's get this thing going." he said. "First, I want you to come and stand her in the middle of the room, so I can get a good look at you."

My girlfriend gasped. I just could hear her think how demeaning she thought this sounded. But it felt like a thrill to me. I walked towards the designated spot, my 6-inch heels clicking on the wooden floor.

"Is this alright," I asked, "is this the right spot."

"You're not supposed to speak, Sofia," he retorted, "I am the only one who may speak now."

I fell silent, obeying that mighty voice that reverberated inside me. I was amazed at myself for just following what he said. I'd be silent and just do what he would tell me to do.

"Sofie, why don't you turn around, and give your girlfriend and me a nice view of how you look." he told me.

I was surprised he involved my girlfriend in this situation. And I saw in my girlfriend's face, she was surprised as well. But I slowly turned around on my 6-inch heels, showing how I looked. I paid a little attention to what my friend was doing. I saw she was flushed, but really paying attention. Was she also getting into this?

"Sofia," his voices sounded out, "I want you to turn your back to me, and bend over while removing your string."

I gasped for air. Of course, I knew it would become sexual, but I didn't anticipate it would turn that hot so early. I started to mumble, but he cut me short immediately.

"Sofia, don't mumble. You need to obey. Bend over and remove your panties. Now!"

Oh my god, how can I resist that commanding voice. I was getting real aroused by now. I turned around, showing my back to him and my girlfriend, who stood next to the couch. I was so conscious of her watching the whole thing, that I got even more excited. I slowly bent over, grasping my string, and teasingly pulling them down. I felt ecstatic being bent over and pulling my string down. I heard my girlfriend breathing heavily. My string slid down my legs. I felt it in my bones that I knew my girlfriend and the photographer could see my pussy from behind. It was driving me crazy.

"I can tell you have a gorgeous pussy, Sofia," he commented, "Just keep bent over, so your girlfriend can savor the sight of that delicious pussy as well."

The mention of my girlfriend was rally hitting me. It kind of confused me. I hadn't expected a feeling like that. But it felt really good. I had no time pondering this feeling, as he already ordered me to take the next step.

"Turn around, Sofia."

Almost automatically I turned around. I turned so fast, I almost lost my balance on my heels. I love wearing heels that high. It always gives me the feeling of power over my surroundings. Yet, I never wore them in a situation like this. Luckily, I got my balance back and turned to face him.

"Sofia, you just showed us your delicious pussy. Your girlfriend really liked you doing that. Let's take this to the next stage. I see you have very nice breasts. I need you to take them into your hands and start massaging them. Right now."

Immediately, I grabbed my breasts and starting to squeeze them. I really had my hands around them, massaged them and felt my nipples growing harder and harder. I couldn't hold back any longer. I slid my hands under my top and started touching them for real.

"Take your top off."

What the hell? That was my girlfriend! Oh, my god, what was happening here? I never could have imagined my girlfriend getting into something like this. Did she really say this? I didn't want to hesitate, so I slid my top over my head. There I was, with my breasts on full display now, for my girlfriend and the photographer. I looked at my girlfriend, and I could tell she was really getting excited about this. The photographer was smiling. I thought he was enjoying the unfolding situation.

I took my bare breasts in my hand, squeezing and massaging them, taking my nipples between my fingers and rubbing them.

"It is time to take of your skirt, Sofia," he ordered, "we want to see your pussy exposed."

We? Was he talking for the both of them now? But it actually aroused me even more. I got lost in my thoughts. Then, suddenly, his voice called out.

"Sofia, lose the skirt, girl. Obey!"

The voice struck me like a lightning bolt. In one move I dropped my skirt and exposed my pussy to both of them.

"Show us what nice pussy you have, Sofia." he commanded.

I wondered what he really meant for me to do. Yet, it actually wasn't important anymore. I was feeling so excited now, that I knew what I wanted to do. I strayed with my hands down to my pussy. I felt my pussy lips, which were sensitive and, yes, so wet, and then I just felt the urge to spread them and show them the soft pink insides of my wet pussy. I felt so great doing this.

"Sofia, turn around again. I want you to get on all fours. And we need you to have your ass as high in the air as you can muster. Now!"

Again 'we'? I was really getting worked up about that. But I obeyed, turned around, got down on my knees and thrust my ass high up.

"You're a good girl, Sofia. Keep that pussy high up."

The vibrations in his voice ran through my body, sending arousing vibes through my body. I could think of only one thing, keeping that as in the air as high as I could.

"Keep it there, Sofia. Don't you dare changing your position".

When he stopped talking, the room got really quiet. Everyone holding her breath. My heart was racing, my nipples hard with expectation, my pussy dripping with juices. I sensed someone approaching me.

Oh my god, a hand on my ass, gently caressing my buttocks, slowly finding their way towards my pussy. The hands slid down between my legs. I felt fingers sliding inquisitively along my lips. Fuck, the fingers entered my pussy. God, how experienced these fingers were. They went straight for my g-spot, causing my excitement to grow even more.

"Sofia, you listen well now. I want you to make your girlfriend happy, while keeping your pussy on offer, do you hear me?" the man said in his deep vibrant voice, "and I don't want you to hold back."

I heard his words, and they made me horny as fuck. And before I knew what was happening, I saw my girlfriend stepping in front of me. Oh my god, she was naked. I looked her in the eye and I could see she was totally aroused. She lay down before me, spreading her legs for me. Her eyes were inviting me to go down on her.

I couldn't believe what was happening. But all my senses and bodily instincts drew me to that delicious pussy of my girlfriend in front of me. The precisely trimmed bush of hers was so inviting. I lowered myself on her, touching her bush wit my lips, just to get a feel of how it was.

"Keep your ass up, Sofia."

The commanding voice drew me back to what I had to do. I instantly obeyed and pushed up my ass in the air, And while I went down on the pussy of my girlfriend, having my tongue slide along her bush and going further down on her lips, I felt a very arousing sensation in my pussy. I felt the tip of his cock entering my pussy.

Oh god, please pump me, I thought, but he teasingly only dipped the tip of his cock into my pussy. I felt his hands on my stockings, slowly caressing the length of my legs. Next I knew he had his hands on my 6-inch heels, pulling my legs up a little, so as to opening up my pussy a little further. Just the idea of him opening up my pussy by lifting my 6-inch heels, was actually making me crazy and losing control.

"Lick her pussy, Sofie, let your tongue discover that magnificent cunt of your girlfriend." the photographer demanded.

I now really got into it. My tongue roamed her lips and found her clit. I put my lips around her clit and started sucking her. My girlfriend moaned, and she begged me to go on. Jeez, never had I dreamed I would ever do this. But it felt so good. My tongue licked her clit, my lips sucked her. I tasted her juices and I just got crazy.

All the while, I felt a cock entering my pussy, deeper and deeper. He picked up the rhythm, going faster and faster.

"Sofia, make her cum. Now!"

While he thrust his cock into me, harder and harder, my tongue licked her pussy harder and harder. Never had I expected to enjoy, no crave licking another woman's pussy, while being fucked from behind. The sensations were incredible. The moans of my girlfriend became deeper and deeper.

"Oh my god, I am cumming!" my girlfriend exclaimed.

And at the same time I felt a wave of orgasm ripping through my body as he unloaded into me with some seriously deep thrusts into my pussy.

Wow, the orgasms slowly subsided. My girlfriend got up, took my hand and helped me get up on my 6-inch heels. She then took me into her arms, and kissed me intently.

"God, Sofia, who could have thought we'd ended up like this".

I smiled, and kissed her back. Then I turned on my heels and pulled the photographer towards me.

"Thank you so much, for giving me this experience."