Deepening Photo Shoot with Ban Mi-jo 2
Ban Mi-jo looked up at him with eyes blazing with raw, unrestrained lust.
She was thoroughly pleased with his reaction.
"Han Pan, lie down on the floor."
Han Pan stretched out on the floor just as she demanded.
Rising from the sofa, Ban Mi-jo lifted one foot and began at his chest muscles, slowly rubbing her sole downward until her toes reached his cock. She planted her foot on his rigidly standing shaft, twisted it this way and that, then started grinding it against the floor.
"Ah… Noona…"
A moan slipped from Han Pan's lips.
"Like it?"
"Ah… Yes… It feels so fucking good…"
She savored his moans while curling her toes, scraping his cock with her bright red-painted nails. His groans grew sharper, more desperate.
"Aaah!"
She tossed a cushion from the sofa at him.
"Put that under your head. You'll be much more comfortable."
Han Pan slid the pillow beneath his head exactly as she said. She lowered the foot still resting on his cock farther still, seizing his balls with her toes. He moaned even harder.
Ugh…
He had never known foot pleasure could hit this hard; the sensation was brand-new to him.
She leaned forward, reached out, and wrapped one hand around the head of his cock. Raising her thumb, she rubbed the slit of his urethra.
"Hahk!!!"
A sharp cry tore from his throat. Her toes stroked left and right across his balls, caressing them gently. Then she moved in slow circles before dropping her foot lower still, focusing on the perineum between his anus and balls.
Han Pan's body jerked as if struck by raw electric current.
Ban Mi-jo seemed to take pure delight in hurling him into a world of pure pleasure. Looking down at him with a smile, she worked him over with both hands and feet. Now and then she tilted her face this way and that, clearly enjoying the sight of him drowning in sensation.
"How does it feel? Good?"
"Ah… Noona… Don't stop… It feels so good…"
Han Pan begged.
Ban Mi-jo lifted the foot from his balls and pressed down on his cock. She trapped the shaft between her big toe and second toe, rolled it side to side, then stroked it slowly up and down. Han Pan shook his head, every nerve in his body shuddering with pleasure.
"Ah… Noona… This is no joke… Ah… Ah…"
She flashed a bright smile and withdrew her foot. Filling the wineglass she had set aside, she settled between his spread legs. Slowly she raised both feet, slipping one so that his cock nestled between big toe and second toe while the other foot braced underneath. Then she worked him up and down with both feet. The new dual stimulation made Han Pan thrash so hard his hips lifted off the floor as he poured out moans.
Her expression stayed serene; she sipped her wine and seemed to savor every second of what she was doing.
Han Pan snatched up the camera lying nearby and fired shot after shot of the two of them. Ban Mi-jo smiled straight into the lens; he never missed the look in her eyes.
"Shall we torment our Han Pan a little more?"
She set the glass down as she spoke. Bending low, she cupped his balls gently in her hand. She curled her middle finger and teased the perineum beneath them, then slid the fingertip slowly toward his anus. Softly tapping and rubbing the tight ring, she pushed the finger inside. An alien pleasure lit up Han Pan's body—something he had never felt even once before.
She stirred inside him as if searching for something. A moment later he felt her fingertip brush against a spot.
"Ah… Found it…"
The instant she pressed that place, an unknown current raced through his entire body. It was a brand-new dimension of pleasure he had never experienced. Han Pan trembled from head to toe.
Still seated on her heels, Ban Mi-jo lifted both feet to work his cock while her hand controlled every twitch of his body. Her lean, elastic frame and the rock-hard lower body forged by pilates and yoga made the position effortless. Slowly she stroked that inner spot with her finger, then lowered both feet, folded herself double, and brought her face right up to his cock. Gripping the shaft, she murmured,
"Ready?"
Han Pan could barely form words under the onslaught. She drank in that helpless look, opened her mouth, and seized his cock.
"Let's taste Han Pan's cock juice…"
With those words she suddenly hammered the spot inside his ass. Han Pan screamed.
"Aaaaaaah!!!!!"
Semen erupted from his cock without warning. The suddenness left him reeling. It was a completely new kind of climax—pleasure so extreme it wrapped his whole body. He squeezed his eyes shut as thick ropes of cum sprayed from his slit and splattered across Mi-jo's face.
Ban Mi-jo smiled, tongue out, catching every jet. Several heavy spurts later his cock rapidly softened. Han Pan panted, fighting to steady his ragged breath. It was an oddly hollow ejaculation, yet the orgasm had clearly blasted him into a higher dimension of ecstasy. He covered his eyes with one hand and simply breathed until the storm passed.
When he finally opened his eyes he found Ban Mi-jo licking the cum smeared all over her face, smacking her lips with relish. She looked like a little demon drinking blood from a human body—and at the same time she was devastatingly erotic. Sensing his gaze, she smiled. Han Pan lifted the camera and captured the moment. With the last of his strength he let the camera drop onto the pillow. Every ounce of power had drained from his body.
Ban Mi-jo stretched out beside him. When Han Pan slid an arm around her she nestled into his chest. The thick scent of his own semen coating her skin filled his nose.
After finishing her shower in the studio bathroom, Ban Mi-jo stepped out and found Han Pan packing up the gear. He was carefully organizing the bags she had left for him.
"Oh my, I can do that…"
Han Pan looked up and grinned.
"Nah, Noona, let's do it together."
He kept working as he spoke. Mi-jo quickly toweled off, changed into the comfortable clothes she had prepared, and joined him packing the rest. Han Pan thought her bare face—hair pulled tight, not a trace of makeup—was still incredibly attractive.
"Noona, no-makeup looks pretty damn good too."
She laughed.
"Haha, really? Even if you're lying, I'll take the compliment."
They finished packing in a hurry, then sat down and reviewed every single shot. The photos were obscenely hot; the final ones were pure porn—no, beyond porn.
"Noona, if Korea had a real porn industry you'd be the queen of it."
Mi-jo swatted his arm.
"You little… even joking… hoho… I've never shot anything like this in my life."
She pulled a USB stick from her bag and held it out.
"First, dump every photo onto this… I'll keep the important ones and delete the rest. Okay?"
Han Pan nodded.
"Of course."
They transferred the entire set, carefully selected a handful of keepers, and wiped the rest. When they stepped outside with the bags the sun was already sliding toward the horizon. They loaded the car and headed for home, chatting the whole way—mostly about the photos rather than the sex.
"Hey, Noona… so are we sex friends now?"
Ban Mi-jo laughed at the sudden question.
"You want to be sex friends with Noona?"
Han Pan nodded.
"I don't mind… but if your mom finds out she'll lose her mind."
Han Pan sighed.
"We'll deal with that when it happens…"
"Fine, do whatever you want. I'm free whenever I've got time! …Of course we should be a little careful, right?"
Han Pan nodded with a smile. A moment later something seemed to occur to her.
"Ah… just one condition. I love my husband. I want that crystal clear. So don't ask me for anything more than sex. We're just having fun, got it?"
"Obviously."
Han Pan nodded hard, making his agreement unmistakable. They soon pulled up at Han Pan's house. He unloaded his gear, said goodbye, and went inside.
In the living room Mi-ho sat on the sofa staring at a tablet.
"I'm home."
She glanced at him without answering, then returned her eyes to the screen. Still in a foul mood. Reading the atmosphere, Han Pan headed straight for his room. Once inside he exhaled, put the equipment away, uploaded the photos, and started editing. Ban Mi-jo's filthy images filled the monitor and stirred him all over again. As he scrolled through the shots of her, he felt his cock rising once more.