Divine Intervention: One Shots

Photography

I had expressed a serious interest in photography and he decided to teach me what he had learned. It was hotter than hell outside and we were hanging out in the house not wearing a whole lot more than our underwear. We were sitting on the living room floor with all of the contents of his camera bag spread out between us. He was explaining what everything was for. He had my rapt attention and I was taking notes.

"You are too cute for words."  He chuckled deep and set the lens he was holding down.  "It might be better if we get you enrolled in some actual classes. I love teaching you, but I am really just experimenting myself."

I set my notebook aside and moved closer to him. "Let's see how far we get and maybe we can take classes together."

He just smiled at me.  "We'll see." 

He continued on explaining the pieces to me. A couple of hours and a good lunch later, he put the camera in my hands.  My eyes lit up and my hands shook a little.  He took his time explaining how it worked and what the different functions were for.  I got my notebook back out and wrote some things down. He eventually stopped talking and just sighed. 

"I think it's time to just let you play.  There's an empty memory card in there. Go crazy."  He handed the camera back over to me and told me to take pictures of whatever I wanted to.  I immediately took one of him. He gave me the 'super frown' face and I took another.  I stuck my tongue out and giggled.  I was used to being his subject and I had turned the tables on him.  He made a variety of funny faces at me and I snapped them all. I even got some of him laughing. At one point I got a really good profile shot of him looking down with his eyes closed.  The sunlight from the window was shining through an errant curl behind his ear.  

I was getting very absorbed in him as a subject.  He really was very beautiful.  I bit my lip and studied him. I hoped I wasn't making him feel self conscious. "Hey sweetie? Would you mind taking your hair down please?"

"I feel like I should be wearing more than my underwear if I am going to be your subject." He chuckled and pulled the elastic out of his hair. He shook it out and I suddenly had an idea.

"Please stand up and face away from me."  I stood up and focused on the line of his back. I directed him to turn his chin towards his left shoulder and look up with just his eyes.  He complied and I snapped several shots of him as I walked around his body. I sucked a sharp breath in as my need and want for him grew.  I set the camera down and allowed my hands to trace over the muscles of his back. 

He moaned as I rested my hands on his hips and pressed my lips to the center of his spine. "Please?"  It came out as a whisper.  He growled and dropped his boxer briefs to the floor.  He turned around and locked his arms around me, lifting me off of my feet. His lips found mine and refused to let go.  I wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked us towards the wall.  He pressed me against it and continued his assault on my mouth and neck with his lips, teeth, and tongue.  I moaned his name. This is exactly what I wanted. 

He slipped a hand between us and moved the crotch of my panties to the side as he entered me with a grunt. It was quick and it was diety and it was perfect. His thumb found my clit as he drove me up against the wall.  I gave him his name loudly as I came undone.  He released and carried me to the couch and laid me down.  He laid down behind me and slipped his arm around my waist. 

"We can find a new subject to take pictures of after a nap."  He yawned and snuggled into my neck.  

"Mmmkay."  I sighed and closed my eyes. I was pretty sure I was going to enjoy this new hobby and I couldn't wait to see how these pictures turned out.