Enticed! Part 4

PICTURE PERFECT.

Tamara walked down the hallway, towards the hanger her ship was docked in for repairs. As she did, she pa.s.sed the offices of M&T Towing. The door opened, and a light brown haired Terran man stepped out. He grinned.

"Hey, s.e.xy."

Tamara turned, and smiled. "Hey, yourself."

He leaned against the door to the office. "How goes the repairs?"

"Almost done," she winked at him. "Although it took longer than we expected."

He grinned. "Got anywhere to be right away?"

Tamara shook her head. "Not really. I was just going to check on the Pegasus."

He chuckled, looking her over slowly.

She was wearing a tight black lace-up corset, which left her midriff and a good majority of her cleavage bare. Matching this were a pair of tight black leather pants, slit up both legs and laced together, from ankle to waist. They were tucked into a pair of black, spike heeled boots.

"Okay," he said, "How about coming into the office for those pictures we discussed?"

Tamara smiled. "I don't even know your name."

He laughed. "I'm the 'M' in M&T Towing. Mason."

She walked over to him. "Nice to meet you, Mason."

He hooked an arm around her waist and propelled her into the office, chuckling.

As the door closed behind them, Mason turned her to face him, kissing her. His hands immediately went to cup her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, rubbing his thumb over her nipples. Tamara moaned softly, her nipples hardening under his touch. She explored his mouth with her tongue as he pushed her across the room, into the wall near the door. His hands squeezed her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and he pressed his hips into hers. She could feel the hardness of his arousal against her own sensitive body. He continued to kiss her, thrusting his tongue in and out of her mouth now as his hips rocked against hers.

Finally, he released her lips, and kissed a trail down her chin, over her neck, to the end of the lace between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He took it in his mouth and tugged. Tamara moaned softly as the lace loosened and her corset came free, slipping down slightly. He stepped back and away from her and grinned.

Tamara opened her eyes and looked at him, moaning softly, flushed and warm.

He chuckled, walking across the office and digging in a locker. "I had an idea for our pictures."

Tamara blinked a few times, recovering. She grinned. "What?" She followed him, curiously.

Mason turned around with a white t-shirt in his hands. "Advertis.e.m.e.nt, for one." He tossed the shirt to her. "Here, put that on."

Tamara laughed. "You want me to advertise your service?"

He nodded, watching her, smiling. "Yeah. I figure our logo would look great across your chest. People would notice anyway."

She unfastened the corset the rest of the way and took it off, watching his face as she did so. His eyes widened a little, glittering with l.u.s.t. She grinned, slowly putting on the shirt, letting it slide down slowly over her full round b.r.e.a.s.t.s. It was a touch too small, tight, the shadows of her nipples visible under the straining white material. 'M&T Towing Company' was now stretched across her chest, and Mason grinned.

"Yeah," he said softly, stepping towards her, reaching out to rub his fingers over her nipples, causing them to harden under the material.

Tamara gasped, smiling, and thrusting her chest out proudly. "You like?" she breathed, stepping towards him, brushing his logo across his chest.

Mason chuckled, pushing away from her. "Immensely, s.e.xy," he said, "But I wanna get these pictures taken first." He opened a cabinet and began to set up some professional looking camera equipment. He looked over at her and grinned. "Call it a turn on."

Tamara laughed, enjoying his reaction as the logo undulated. She slid her hands over her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, slowly, down her stomach to the waistband of her pants. "Want me to take these off yet?"

Mason shook his head. "Nah. Not yet. I want some pictures of you like that." He looked around, and pointed to a large mock-up model of one of the towing ships. "Stand over there."

Tamara giggled again, and walked across the office towards the model. She moved behind it, and rested her b.r.e.a.s.t.s atop it, throwing her head back, the logo clearly visible. Mason grinned, snapping pictures.

She moved around the model, leaning against it, one hand caressing the ship, the other hooked in the waistband of her pants. Mason snapped a few more pictures and said, "Straddle it. It's st.u.r.dy."

Tamara giggled, and climbed atop the model, scooting up against a large cylindrical object which protruded from the roof of the ship. She giggled, wrapping a hand around it, and turning towards the camera. Mason laughed. "You want to do anything with that radio array?"

Tamara smiled as Mason shot a picture of her pressing her hips up against the cylindrical radio array, her hand sliding slowly up and down it. He moved the camera around to get a full front shot of her, leaning forward, over the array tower, b.r.e.a.s.t.s touching the roof of the ship. He got several snaps, zooming in on her logo plastered chest several times.

Tamara giggled, straightening up a bit, and leaning forward to run her tongue slowly over the array. Mason groaned softly, adjusting himself as he got the picture.

Then she scooted herself as close to the array as she could, pressing her leather clad p.u.s.s.y against the shaft, and rubbing up and down, gasping softly. Mason groaned louder, snapping pictures furiously.

Her hand slid into the waistband of her pants, unfastening them. She looked at the thick shaft in front of her. It was rounded on top and she moaned. "I gotta f.u.c.k this thing," she breathed.

Mason grinned. "Go ahead," he grunted, rubbing his hand against the front of his pants as Tamara swung one leg over the model and quickly shucked her own pants, pulling aside her G-string to reveal her soaking wet p.u.s.s.y. She rose up, standing over the model, and slowly slid herself down onto the thick, smooth shaft of the radio array, as Mason furiously shot pictures of the entire process. He watched in awe as she slid the entire thing into her body, then began moving slowly, up and down on the thing. It glistened with her slick juices and he continued to snap pictures as she began to speed up her movements, rising and falling on the shaft, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s bouncing with each thrust. She began to moan, a hand toying with her c.l.i.t, slickening the model with thick, hot, female juices.

Mason grunted, rubbing himself furiously. "Yeah, baby. f.u.c.k that thing. f.u.c.k it good."

Tamara screamed, a flood of liquid escaping her body and running down in rivulets over the entire model. She slumped forward, and shuddered. Mason continued to shoot pictures.

Tamara giggled then, looking up, into the camera. She slowly pulled herself off the radio array, and slipped down off the model. Mason snapped pictures of the entire thing. She leaned against the model and kissed it. "You like?" she asked Mason.

"Oh yeah, babe," he grunted. "C'mere."

She sauntered across the office towards him. He set the camera on auto, and grabbed her roughly. He yanked his pants down, shoved her down on the top of his desk, and impaled her with his c.o.c.k. She screamed, squirming under him, as he pounded into her roughly. She groaned, writhing, as he grunted over her. It didn't take him long to explode into her with a shout.

The camera snapped pictures the entire time.

Mason slumped atop her, then looked into her face and grinned. "You're a f.u.c.king turn on, baby."

Tamara smiled back at him. "My name is Tamara."

He chuckled. "I like it."

He slowly got off her, and pulled her to a sitting position. He brushed a finger over her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. "G.o.ds, that was unexpected." He grinned. "Nice advertis.e.m.e.nt for my company, though."

Tamara laughed. "I don't think your model will ever be the same though."

There was a knock on the door. Mason grinned, righting his clothing. "Just a sec, babe."

He shut off the camera, and walked to the door.

"Is Tamara here?"

Mason chuckled. "Yeah. Who's asking?"

"Nadia."

Tamara grinned. "Let her in, Mason."

Mason opened the door and admitted a short, voluptuous blonde woman, whom he was looking over even as the door shut behind her, a mischievous glint in his grey-blue eyes.

Nadia saw Tamara, sitting, half-clothed, on the desk, and giggled softly. "Am I interrupting anything?"

Tamara giggled as well. "Well, you're more than welcome to join the party, if you want. We're taking pictures."

Mason looked positively thrilled. "Yeah, want to?"

Nadia walked over to Tamara. She glanced back at Mason. "Sure." She ran a long finger over the logo on Tamara's chest. "Are we endorsing this company, Tam?"

Tamara shivered slightly and smiled. "Uh huh. Just doing some promotional pictures, and we got a little ... distracted."

Nadia smiled, and turned to Mason. "Can I have one of those t-shirts?"

Mason chuckled, and quickly went across the room to the locker, tossing Nadia a white shirt. "Sure. Put it on. I got an idea."

Tamara righted her black G-string, and stood up. She put her hands on Nadia's hips, sliding the red skirt the woman was wearing down, as Nadia pulled off her red silk blouse.

Mason watched, entranced, as Nadia's large b.r.e.a.s.t.s came into view, and were soon covered by the white t-shirt with the green M&T Towing company logo, which stretched enticingly over them. Tamara stood up as Nadia stepped out of her skirt, and ran her fingers over the top of the tiny red panties the woman wore. She smiled, and the two turned to face Mason.

"Now what?" Tamara asked.

Mason hurried over to the camera, training it on the women. "Sit on the desk." He set the camera to auto again, and walked over to them. He stood between them, wrapping an arm around each girl's waist. He kissed Tamara's cheek, then Nadia's. "Smile pretty, ladies, and make sure that logo is nice and visible."

They both pressed against him and giggled, thrusting their chests out for the camera, as it snapped their picture. Nadia then leaned over and kissed Mason on the cheek, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s rubbing up against his arm and chest. Tamara joined her, and the camera snapped again. Mason looked down at the two women, and moved his arms to cup a hand under each woman's breast as the camera took the picture. Nadia giggled. Mason grinned. He stepped out from between them, and went back behind the camera a moment.

Tamara and Nadia took that opportunity to move closer together, and caress each other's b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Mason chuckled, snapping some pictures. He walked back over to them, and pushed up the side of Tamara's t-shirt, uncovering a breast and cutting off the end of the logo. He then pushed up the opposite side of Nadia's shirt, revealing her breast, and cutting off the beginning of the logo. The girls giggled. Mason laughed deeply. "Oh yeah," he grunted, squeezing each exposed breast in a hand. "Press close together, and lean forward."

He walked back behind the camera and took the shot. The girls giggled again, and Tamara moved down to suckle Nadia's breast. Nadia groaned softly, her nipples hardening. Tamara slid her other hand up under the shirt and kneaded Nadia's other breast. Mason groaned softly, snapping another picture.

Tamara pushed the shirt up, and moved her lips to the other nipple, forcing Nadia back against the desk. Her hand closed around the breast she had just abandoned, and began to knead it. Nadia began to groan and pant, as Mason snapped pictures.

The door to the office opened, and Mason's partner, the dark haired man, Talor, stepped inside. He grinned, taking in the scene. "And how long has this been going on?" he asked quietly, eyes glued to the two women.

Mason turned and chuckled. "Not too long. Tamara has a friend. Looks like they know each other pretty well."

Tamara slipped her hand inside Nadia's panties, sliding her finger into the soft, wet folds of flesh. Nadia groaned, leaning heavily against the desk. Nadia's eyes opened at the sound of Talor's voice, and she smiled seductively. Tamara released her breast and turned her head. "Oh. h.e.l.lo," she said, grinning. "I suppose you want to have some fun too?"

Talor looked her over. "Oh yeah. Looks like you're doing fine all by yourself. Don't stop on my account. I'd love to see two girls f.u.c.k each other."

Tamara giggled. She pulled the t-shirt off. Nadia followed suit. Both women stood, wrapping their arms around each other's waists, rubbing their b.r.e.a.s.t.s together. Nadia leaned forward, and kissed Tamara, her hands moving over the other woman's hips, up her sides, to cup Tamara's b.r.e.a.s.t.s, kneading them. Mason continued to take pictures, while Talor stood and watched intently.

Tamara slid her hands down Nadia's hips, taking her panties with them. Her hands moved around and cupped Nadia's b.u.t.t, squeezing and caressing it. She moaned softly, suckling Nadia's tongue, pressing her body against hers. Nadia broke the kiss finally, moving to suckle Tamara's earlobe, then down, over her throat, sliding down as she went, to take a breast in her mouth, sucking on the nipple. Tamara moaned softly, leaning back against the desk. Nadia looked up, and pushed Tamara back onto the desk, helping her to lay flat on top of it, while she straddled her, again taking a nipple into her mouth and suckling it. She grazed her teeth over the sensitive skin, chewing lightly as Tamara's nipple became even harder in her mouth. Tamara arced her back, pressing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s into Nadia's face. Nadia moved to the other breast, suckling and nipping at it with her teeth.

The two men watched, eyes riveted. Mason set the camera to auto again, grinning as his eyes roved over the two gyrating female bodies.

Nadia's huge b.r.e.a.s.t.s were rubbing between Tamara's legs as she suckled and licked at Tamara's. Tamara was writhing now, moaning softly. Nadia looked up, smiled, and began to move lower, sliding down the desk, and off it, feet on the floor, leaning forward to suckle between Tamara's thighs. Both men groaned as they watched Nadia pull Tamara's soft, dark red flesh into her mouth, sucking, making wet slurping noises. Nadia's eyes opened, looked over at them, and she lifted her head enough to grin, flicking out her tongue, and plunging it deep into Tamara's quivering body, with a satisfied groan. Tamara cried out, panting, thrusting her hips up into Nadia's pretty face, as the other woman f.u.c.ked her with her tongue, slurping at her p.u.s.s.y hungrily.

Talor walked over to them, reaching out a hand to run it over Nadia's back, then over Tamara's trembling b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He looked over at Mason. "Have you got enough pictures of these t.i.ts of hers, Mace?" He squeezed both b.r.e.a.s.t.s in his hands, grinning as Tamara screamed. He leaned forward to kiss her as Nadia continued to thrust her tongue in and out of Tamara's p.u.s.s.y.

Mason chuckled. "Not nearly enough. Of either of them."

Tamara shuddered as Talor moved his lips from her mouth to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He took one in his mouth and sucked hard at it. Tamara screamed, spasming, coming in Nadia's face. Nadia groaned, lapping up the juices that spilled out of her with obvious delight. Mason grinned as the camera caught it on film.

Nadia looked up and Tamara opened her eyes slightly. Talor straightened, smiling. Tamara sat up, quivering, as the camera took her picture. She smiled at Nadia. "Your turn, Nadi," she purred, her voice low and rich.

Nadia shivered slightly, smiling. "Oh ... yeah," she breathed, as Tamara slid off the desk, and Nadia took her place, on her back. Talor watched, taking this opportunity to grab hold of Nadia's b.r.e.a.s.t.s and squeeze them in his hands. "I like this one's t.i.ts too," he said to Mason. "Nice and soft, and big. I could t.i.tty f.u.c.k this one all day."

Tamara giggled at Talor. "Yeah. She likes that, the little s.l.u.t," she said, as she climbed up between Nadia's legs and bent down to suckle her c.l.i.t. Nadia gasped and giggled. "Oooh. Promise?" she said to Talor as the big man squeezed and pulled at her t.i.ts. "You promise?"

Talor grinned, and leaned over to kiss her. "Yeah. I promise." He chuckled. "Want me to do it now? While your pretty red-headed friend tongue f.u.c.ks you?"

Nadia's eyes widened and she gasped, moaning, "Yes! Oh ... G.o.ds yes..." Her body trembled in antic.i.p.ation, and Tamara grinned, sinking her tongue into Nadia's wet p.u.s.s.y.

Talor let go of Nadia's b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and shucked his pants and shirt, as Tamara buried her face in Nadia's p.u.s.s.y, slurping loudly and with obvious enjoyment. Talor climbed back up on the desk, straddling Nadia, and lowered his large, thick shaft into the valley between Nadia's t.i.ts. Nadia grinned up at him, and raised her hands to press the large, fleshy globes together around Talor's c.o.c.k. She flicked out her tongue to lick at the dark purple head, and Talor groaned, beginning to thrust back and forth, the tip of his shaft sliding between Nadia's full, wet lips. The blonde woman sucked at it as it slid into her mouth, and followed it with her tongue as it slipped out. He grunted, moving faster. Nadia rolled her t.i.ts against his c.o.c.k, and giggled softly. "Yeah. I like that." He entered her mouth again, and she suckled at him.

Tamara buried her tongue deep inside Nadia, loving the taste of her juices as they continued to flow, drinking deeply from her. She raised her head enough to pull her tongue out and take Nadia's engorged dark c.l.i.t in her mouth and suckled at it, relishing the shudder and groan that came from the woman, whose mouth was filled with Talor.

Mason watched, snapping pictures, grinning l.u.s.tily. He groaned softly, as he watched Tamara's smooth, round a.s.s gyrate against the edge of his desk. He set the camera to auto again, and made his way over to her, discarding his shirt and pants as he did. He walked over to Tamara, and watched her slurp on Nadia for a bit, stroking his c.o.c.k as he listened to the wet, sucking, groaning sounds she made. He grinned, and poked at Tamara's dripping p.u.s.s.y with his erection. She shuddered, moaning, "Oh ... yes... f.u.c.k me..." before burying her face again. He slid himself inside her hot, soaked body with a deep, appreciative grunt. His hands fastened on her hips and he began to move in and out of her, slowly at first, but as Nadia began to squeal and shudder under Tamara and Talor, he moved faster, harder, pounding into Tamara's body.

Talor groaned, as he slid in and out of Nadia's mouth, between her big, slick t.i.ts. He watched her press them together around him, grinning. "Yeah... I'm gonna come..." he grunted, "Gonna come all over those t.i.ts of yours, baby. Want me to? Or you want me to come in your hot little mouth?"

Nadia gasped, as the head of his c.o.c.k slipped between her lips. She opened her eyes and nodded at him. He chuckled, groaning, "Which is it...?" he growled, "Hurry up." Nadia let him slide out of her mouth and panted, "In my mouth ... f.u.c.k my mouth..."

Tamara giggled, thrusting her tongue back inside Nadia, as Mason leaned over and whispered, "I want to do that to you, too, Tamara," as he slammed harder and faster into her. Tamara raised her head, and looked over her shoulder. "Now?" she managed.

Mason nodded, pulling himself out of her.

Tamara slipped off the desk to the floor. Mason didn't wait for her to settle, before he pushed his c.o.c.k between her lips and began pumping her mouth as roughly and hard as he had f.u.c.ked her p.u.s.s.y. Tamara groaned, suckling him, pulling on his flesh as it filled her mouth.

Talor shoved his c.o.c.k into Nadia's mouth and thrust into her as she sucked, grunting loudly now, his body beginning to shudder. Nadia made a low, 'mmm' sound, and sucked him even harder as he exploded down her throat.

Tamara squirmed and writhed as Mason pounded into her mouth, his hands tightly entwined in her hair, pulling her head up and down along his shaft. He grunted, his hips grinding into her face. Tamara moaned loudly, squealing as he shot his seed into her mouth. She swallowed, keeping her lips wrapped around him until he was spent. Mason reached out the grab the side of the desk, and a shudder went through him. When he was steadier, he looked down at the woman whom he was still buried within. She looked up at him, and slowly let his member slide from her lips, tonguing it the entire way, which sent another shiver through his body. As he finally pa.s.sed her lips, she smiled, and leaned back against the desk.

Talor was kissing Nadia now, lightly, his spent shaft lying against her throat. He finally broke the kiss, and looked into her eyes. "Wow," he said quietly. "You're great."

Nadia grinned. "So are you."

Talor climbed off the desk, and helped Nadia to sit up, as Mason helped Tamara to her feet.

Mason looked at the camera. He grinned. "I'll bet we've got some pretty good pictures out of that."