Deepening the Photoshoot with Ban Mi-jo 1
“Haa… haa… Noona… I think I’m about to cum… Ugh… How about you, Noona? Does it feel good?”
“Hak… hak… Han Pan… Noona’s… about to… cum too… Hak hak… Ah… Faster… faster… It feels so good!!!”
Han Pan obliged, driving his cock into her cunt at the absolute maximum speed he could manage, pistoning in and out just as she wanted.
Ban Mi-jo’s moans swelled louder and louder until she suddenly screamed, her whole body shuddering. Moments later her cries cut off; she threw her head back and began thrashing, twisting every muscle she had.
Han Pan paid her convulsions no mind and only slammed into her harder. His balls swung wildly, smacking against her ass with every thrust.
She clenched her teeth and forced out a few broken words.
“Uuugh… Han… Pa…n… I’m… cum…ming… Ah… fuck…”
Han Pan felt his own orgasm cresting and bit down hard.
“Ah… fuck… Noona… Noona… Ah… fuck… I’m… cumming… Ah… cumming… fucking hell…”
Ban Mi-jo trembled violently as she cried out.
“Outside! Outside! Cum outside… outside… Aaaaaah outside!!!”
Han Pan yanked his cock free and aimed it straight at her pussy. At the same instant thick white ropes of cum blasted from his urethra, spraying in every direction. Most of the heavy jets landed across her cunt, her asshole, and the curves of her ass.
He stroked himself with one hand, milking out the final thick spurt, then immediately shoved his cock back into her pussy.
Ban Mi-jo felt the scalding cum painting her skin and the fresh invasion of his cock at the same time; her body jerked hard.
“Uwaaaaaah!!!!!”
Just as the first orgasm had begun to fade, a second one tore straight through her and hurled her into another climax. She convulsed, trembling all over, then collapsed forward onto the bed. His cock slipped free of her cunt with a wet pop.
Thick strands of semen dripped from his shaft as Han Pan savored the afterglow. He grabbed the camera and methodically photographed her from behind—every place his cum had landed. He zoomed in especially on her ass and pussy, both glistening with his load. Even to his own eyes the volume was enormous.
A moment later he tossed the camera onto the bed and simply lay down.
For a long while Ban Mi-jo only gasped for air, barely moving. The two of them stayed silent, catching their breath and riding out the last waves of pleasure the orgasms had left in their bodies.
Once her breathing steadied she picked up the camera he had thrown aside and hit the review button. She spun the dial, flipping through the shots. Going backward, she found frame after frame of her own utterly shameless, lewd body.
A satisfied smile curved her lips.
“They came out better than I expected…”
Han Pan turned his head to look at her.
“You like them?”
“I don’t know… I do like them, but it feels weird somehow… I never thought we’d actually end up having sex… Ah… I really don’t know… But the intensity is insane… This is straight-up porn…”
“Wasn’t that what you wanted? Haha, I just got carried away… shot whatever felt right in the moment…”
She laughed.
“No, the sex was amazing for me too… The strongest orgasm I’ve had in years… Probably the best of my life, honestly… I’m going to keep these photos safe… By the way, you’ve got real talent for this, don’t you?”
“Haha, you think so?”
“Women would love getting fucked and photographed like this.”
“Sounds good… I’ll lock the files on my external hard drive and keep them precious.”
“Please do… And you know the drill—when we pick the final shots later, we delete everything except a few, right?”
“Of course!”
“Anyway, the sex was great… This stays secret. You understand?”
“Absolutely!”
Han Pan rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling, still floating in the pleasant haze after sex.
She watched him for a moment, then spoke.
“You slept with Eun-yeong unni, didn’t you?”
“What?!”
His eyes flew wide open. She knew instantly it was true.
“I knew it.”
“Uh…”
“It’s fine… I already figured as much… That unni is exactly the type who’d do it… She just got there a lot faster than I did…”
“Haha, so Noona too?”
“Well… now that we’ve both laid our cards on the table… yeah, I wanted to fuck you.”
“Haha, is that so?”
“Of course. A young stud like you keeps a woman’s body feeling young… Whether you’re a man or a woman, you need a little of that youthful energy to live happily and have fun.”
“I’ll remember that… Anyway, I’m glad you enjoyed it. I did too.”
“I don’t know about men, but women can cum several times during sex… I think I came hard two or three times just now… It’s been so long.”
“Haha, I see.”
After that she rolled over and stood up. She looked down at him lying there for a while, then walked out into the living room.
Han Pan rose from the bed and followed her. He found her wiping herself clean with wet tissues. She glanced over at his naked body and spoke.
“You came a ton… Do you usually shoot that much?”
Han Pan scratched his head.
“It varies… but yeah, usually about that much.”
Her eyes widened.
“I knew it—big cock means big load? Or is it just because you’re young? Hoho.”
She gave a sexy little laugh, then unhooked the garter belt she was still wearing and began slowly rolling her stockings down. The sight was pure eroticism. Han Pan told her to hold still for a second, dashed back for the camera, and started shooting her again.
After the sex, Mi-jo’s tension had melted away almost completely. She took her time peeling each stocking off, giving him plenty of opportunity to capture every moment. When she finally slipped off her high heels and stood completely naked, Han Pan kept photographing her.
She struck pose after pose in the nude. There was nothing left to hide, and the results were even better than she had hoped—she was thoroughly pleased. Mi-jo grew bolder, thrusting her breasts and pussy forward, striking even more lewd positions.
When the shoot ended she reviewed the new shots. Two in particular delighted her: one of her kneeling on the sofa in a doggy-style pose, looking back over her shoulder while spreading her pussy open with her fingers, and another of her sitting on the sofa with both legs stretched toward the ceiling in a wide V. Both left her cunt completely exposed. Soft natural light mixed with the studio lamps made her pale skin glow beautifully in the frames.
Throughout the entire shoot Han Pan’s cock had been half-hard. Once Ban Mi-jo noticed, she found herself posing even more obscenely.
Standing beside her as she checked the photos, Han Pan slipped an arm around her waist.
“Like them?”
“These two are seriously perfect…”
“Glad to hear it.”
His hand slid lower and squeezed her ass. She laughed and shoved him away.
“Hey! Don’t start playing around.”
Han Pan grinned and tried to pull her in for a kiss, but Ban Mi-jo pressed her fingers against his lips.
“That’s enough fun for today… I’m a married woman. You know that, right?”
She held up her left hand, showing him the ring.
Han Pan smiled, brushed her hand aside, and answered.
“I also know you’re my mom’s best friend.”
He cupped the back of her neck and drew her against him. Ban Mi-jo pretended to resist for only a second before melting into the kiss again.
They kissed for a long time before she finally stepped back and sank onto the sofa. Han Pan lifted the camera and photographed her once more. Her wanton body was pure sex itself.
As he approached with his eye still pressed to the viewfinder, she lifted one foot and wrapped it around his cock. The half-hard shaft met the sole of her foot and a fresh jolt of pleasure shot through him. He pulled away from the camera, tipped his head back, and groaned at the sensation of her toes.
“Ah… Mi-jo Noona…”
Lust shimmered in her eyes. She trapped his cock between the toes of both feet and began sliding them back and forth; his moans grew rougher.
“You like footjobs, huh… Hoho.”
“Ah… yeah… First time I’ve ever had one… Feels amazing… Ah…”
“Really?… Hoho…”
Han Pan caught her right ankle and rubbed her foot along his shaft. A soft moan slipped from Ban Mi-jo’s lips. She gripped him firmly between her toes and stroked him with slow, deliberate pumps. His cock flushed dark red; thick veins stood out sharply along the shaft. What had been half-erect swelled rapidly until it stood rock-hard at full size.
Han Pan raised the camera and shot the scene. Ban Mi-jo’s feet moved gently, giving him all the time he needed. Her feet were smaller and prettier than he expected. The neatly trimmed nails painted in a white French pedicure looked especially erotic.
She shoved his cock back hard, then pulled it forward again and again. Han Pan set the camera down and groaned.
“Ah… Noona…”
“Feel good?”
“Hell yes…”
He took hold of her feet and rubbed them along his length. Ban Mi-jo skillfully changed the angle of her soles, caressing and pistoning his cock without pause. Soon a clear bead of pre-cum welled at the tip of his urethra.
Ban Mi-jo smiled, withdrew her feet, and leaned forward to examine it.
“Mmm… It’s always fascinating watching men produce this precum right here…”
She stuck out her tongue and licked it clean. Han Pan’s body shuddered again.
“Ah… Noona… Ugh…”