Her new camera had a peculiar power: anything caught in what it captures is stuck in that position until the next photo is taken.
“I got this new camera from the pawn shop. It only had the one roll of film,” she said, tuning over the black box in her hands.
Bethany had always liked old cameras. She was a photographer by trade and was constatly taking digital photos. Something about vintage film was a fun change of pace..
Her boyfriend was much less interested in the camera, and much more in her. Laying next to Bethany, he did little to hide his hard prick, kissing down over her stomach and hips.
“Babe, put that down for a second; let me love on you.”
Bethany giggled as he moved her thighs open just enough to kiss between her lege, his tongue sliding along her clit delicately.
“Ugh you’re such a dog.” she fake complained, letting him push further, his tongue like heaven between her legs.
“Fuck that’s nice,” she whimpered.
He barely teased her before kissing his way back up. He wanted more and wasted no time in sliding between her legs. He used his arms to hold her open as he rubbed his cock along her slit. He was throbbing already, his head pulsing against her flesh.
“Babe, let me be on top,” she told him, nudging his shoulder.
He never really lasted long. Far too enthusiastic. Always finishing before she’d even got going. Hard as a rock and so, so thick, he always left her wanting more, just needing to hold him back a little longer. At least on top, she could try and control it.
Flipping them over she gripped him, angling her hips to push him in.
“Ugh fuck, that’s nice.” she groaned, grinding against him. Already she could see his face twist.
“Baby, hold on for me, please,” she teased, though begging.
She moved slow, rocking deep. She knew exactly what she needed but it took time to get there. God he was big. It felt amazing stretched around him. So tight and full. She could feel the tension building in her core. She groped and her tits hungrily as she moved, pressed down on his prick, trying to be quick.
“A little more babe,” she whined as he groaned. She could feel him pulsing, his cock twitching inside her snug hole, “not yet babe.”
“I can’t,” he grunted, gripping the sheets, “god you feel so good.”
She could tell it was nearly over for him. Rolling her eyes, she grabbed the camera as he started to groan. She could feel him throbbing, right on the edge. Holding up the camera, she snapped a photo of his face.
At first she didn’t realize. He was frozen, locked just at the edge of his orgasm, rock hard and deep inside her. With her eyes closed, she arched back, trying to get as much as you can in the final seconds. She rocked against him hungrily, moaning loudly. He was so hard, like a metal rod inside of her as she pulled her knees up higher, bouncing and grinding against him.
“That’s it babe, just a little longer, please.”
She was close, desperate to find her own orgasm as she bounced, pushing his cock deep, her frozen helpless boyfriend. His prick was harder than she’d ever felt inside of her, hitting against her cervix hard, making her squirm as she groaned.
“Oh fuck, that’s it, that’s it babe yes, right there.. please.. oH GOD.”
She didn’t notice that he didn’t move at all as she shook on top of him. Her own powerful orgasm making waves through her body. She screamed out loudly, having the first orgasm like this in a long time.
“You’re so good, thank you,” she gasped, finally looking down at him as she slowly rocked her hips, “did you cum babe?”
There was a long moment of silence, his face stuck.
“Babe?”
She waved a hand in front of his face in a panic, jumping off him, her foot knocked the camera, sending it between the bed and the wall, and smashing the shutter button with a click. At the same moment, her boyfriend groaned loudly, a gush of cum blasting into the air above him, splattering down on his thighs.
“What?” he said, looking completely confused, one second she was there, the next on the floor next to him.
“Babe?” she said, looking up at him breathlessly.
“What just happened?”