The Squeeze

0818-hcOn my back on the floor of our den, with my favorite winter blanket beneath me, in late February of 2014. I am still quivering and breathing heavily from the comprehensive fucking he has administered. His pace has slowed, but he continues to slide in and out of me, in pursuit of his own climax. I turn my attention to the one final photo we have agreed to attempt, adjusting the camera for high-speed action, and somehow finding the strength to raise it as high above me as possible.

“Are you ready?” he asks.

“Are you ready?” I playfully reply.

I have never beenΒ as thankful for the camera’s articulated LCD screen as I am right now, pointing the lens toward the location of the action to come (!) and yet still having a good look at the view-finder. He withdraws, taking his shaft in his right hand and steadying himself with his left hand on my thigh. “Go,” he whispers, and a second later directs a hot stream of come toward my abdomen. I press the shutter button and hold it, capturing a dozen images or more in rapid succession, though the mechanical sounds are drowned out by his groan.

I love all of the images I shot, but this one is the very best. ~C


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18 thoughts on “The Squeeze

  1. fridayam

    I do love a woman who can multi-task πŸ˜‰ I have had a day of “can we go again because that shot was soft”–can’t be said of this, in any sense πŸ˜‰ Delicious and thank you x

    1. H and C Post author

      I do love taking on more than one job at a time! πŸ™‚ I’m not sure what “that shot was soft” means, but I’m pretty sure I’m not familiar with the concept… πŸ˜‰ ~C

    1. H and C Post author

      This one is on our Tops & Faves page, a good place to visit if you may have missed a post or two. πŸ˜‰ Very happy to know that it caused a reaction for you! ~C

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