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Jason Jackson could hardly believe his luck as he ushered Mia Lee into his loft. The Loft was both apartment and studio for Jason. He was a locally renowned photographer. He was nearly thirty and most would consider him handsome. He stood 5′ 11′ and weighed less than 150. He had brown eyes and sandy brown hair. He usually wore a few days stubble on his face, not because he had forgotten to shave but because it seemed like all the men in the hunk magazines were doing it. He had on a pair of charcoal pants, pre-torn because it was the latest fashion, a light blue turtle neck and grey blazer.
Mia Lee was a young Asian lady who, like so many other young women, dreamed of making it big as a model. She was currently a bartender at the Far East Club, a bar Jason frequented after a Saturday night let down. She almost always was working Saturday nights and Jason took that as a hopeful sign that she was not seeing anyone. They often talked for hours and Jason was beginning to wonder if he was intentionally sabotaging his other dates so that he could get to the club and spend the night with Mia. In fact, if you considered talking the night away in a bar, a date, they had been going out for almost six months.
Mia was a petite, almost elfish woman. Jason towered over her less than five foot frame. Her shoulder length hair was as black as a moonless night. Her skin was blemish free and so pale it looked as though it had never seen the sun. She had narrow Asian eyes that were the same shade of brown as driftwood.
Mia still wore a white tuxedo shirt, black skirt and a black apron. This was the standard uniform at the Far East Club. It did nothing to flatter her well toned, athletic body. She was always telling Jason how one of the local sensei’s had personally molded her figure and then taught her how to maintain it. Jason kept thinking, I have to send that guy a thank you note. Her breasts were small but perky. Her ass was tight and firm. Jason snuck looks at it every time she bent over to get a tray or glass from under the bar. With the right cloths she could literally look like a China doll. Jason couldn’t wait to get her into those cloths and start playing with her.
“Your place is very nice Mr. Jackson,” Said Mia, in slow heavily accented English.
“Thank you,” Jason called back from the kitchenette. He was walking towards the refrigerator.
“What would you like to drink?”
“Anything would be fine Mr. Jackson.” Mia responded.
Jason pulled out two bottles of spring water and returned to the living area of the loft. Jason talked as he walked, “I told you to call me Jason. Mr. Jackson makes me feel old. Having a young woman like you, sitting in my living room making me feel old enough.”
Mia smiled and blushed turning her face into the mirror image of the face of a girl Jason had seen in a Ming dynasty tapestry. God he had to get this girl on film. He handed her the water. She looked at it surprised. “To you Mia,” he said, taped his bottle against hers.
Jason noticed Mia’s confusion but didn’t know what had caused it. “Is there something wrong?”
“This is water.”
“Yes.”
“Most men, who ask me out and bring me back to their apartment, give me wine or beer or something like that.”
“Would you like a drink?”
“No.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“No problem. I am just confused. Please, forgive if I hurt your feelings but most American men only want to get me drunk and have their way with me. Don’t you.”
Every fiber of his cock screamed yes. God yes I want to fuck you until I can’t fuck you anymore. I want to screw you until we both collapse into a puddle of our own perspiration and cum, barely able to breath for our exhaustion. Jason’s brain over rode his dick thought. “I would never take advantage of a girl like that.”
Mia stood turned to Jason and lowered her head to face the floor. “Forgive me, please,” Mia began, “I didn’t mean to offend. I should leave.”
Mia picked up her purse and headed for the door. She made it only halfway around the sofa before Jason stepped in front of her. “Woo. Hold on there. You have not offended me.” Mia still stared at the floor. “A lot of American guys are like that. I just happen to be the exception to the rule. Please sit back down and let me explain.”
Jason walked Mia back around the sofa. A few tears had formed in Mia’s eyes and where now rolling down her face, smearing her eye makeup. Jason pulled out a tissue, from a box on one of the living room’s end tables and handed it to her. She took it and dabbed at her eyes. Sniffling, Mia began talking before Jason. Very upset, her English got more and more accented with every word. “I no know how to talk to men. Momma never taught. I not mean offend but I do. I really like you. I didn’t want you to think I not interested in you.”
Jason held up one finger to silence her rambling.
“How long have you been here in America?”
“Five years.” Mia Sniffle.
“Are you a legal citizen?”
“Yes,” Pendik Yabancı Escort she answered defiance coming back into her voice. “You want to see.”
Mia reached for her purse. Jason reached for her hand and motioned her to sit back. Jason took two very deep breaths and turned to look at her. “Where did you come here from?”
“Fresno.”
Jason smiled which earned him a smile in return. God he loved her smile. “No where did you immigrate to America from?”
“Thailand.”
Jason had heard some horrible stories about what happened to people, particularly young girls and boys, in Thailand. Mia must have suffered. Mia either read his face or his mind but once again she was on her feet. “I must go now.”
Jason didn’t react as fast as she had but his size made up for the difference. He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back onto the couch.
“No.” Jason heard himself say.
“I have offended you. This is not right. You say it is Ok. I tell you where I am from and now you will treat me like a charity case. I am no bell army.”
It took Jason a minute to figure out that Mia meant, Salvation Army. He took a long drink of his water. He realized that he was still holding her. “If I let go of your arm, will you promise not to run off?”
Mia was crying with more force now. She just nodded. Jason let go of her shoulder and Mia didn’t try to get up. In fact, resigned, she sank further into cushions of the sofa. Jason took a deep breath.
“You have not offended me.” She started to protest but he held up his hand to silence her. “I think you are beautiful young women. As I told you before, I am a photographer but I also do agent work on the side. I take photo of clients and then try to sell those pictures to advertisement agencies. I would very much like to take some pictures of you. I know that sounds like a line but it’s not. ” He took her chin between his thumb and forefinger and turned her head to face him. “But we’ll need to get you cleaned up first.”
Mia’s smile came back and left in the blink of an eye. “You really think people will want me to model for them?”
Jason’s face turned serious. “Yes and no.”
“What do you mean?” Asked Mia, fear creeping into her voice, “Yes they will or no they won’t?”
A can’t believe I am going to tell her this, thought Jason, well they all say they want me to be honest but then when I am, they slap me. “Mia you are hot. I mean like flaming. Your body is so photogenic I can hear my camera calling to me to take your pictures from here. Your features are so natural and symmetric. I can think of at least ten places that would love to have you on their advertising leaflets and signs.”
“But?”
“But…” Jason continued, sighing heavily, “Some of the images they will want are going to be revealing.”
“Revealing?”
Mia’s face showed her obvious puzzlement.
“Here, let me show you.” Jason got up and came back with a pile of old ads.
The first one was a swimsuit calendar that was not too bad. Jason decided that he would start with only slightly naughty stuff and work his way up. Next he showed her a copy of an Asian soft-core porn magazine called Asian Fever. Mia’s eyes got a little wider. The next photos had a woman dressed up like a schoolgirl, with her hair in pig tails and bobby socks. The next shots were of a girl taking a bath and shaving her legs. Jason saved what he felt were the worst for last. Mia took the picture and whispered, “oh my.”
The picture was of a woman who had been made up to look like one of the warriors from a fantasy on-line game. She had jet black hair cut short to reveal that she had the pointed ears of an elf. The girl’s skin was a pallid shade of blue, glowing green eyes and pointy teeth. She held a large sword and was covered in layers of armor, but little else.
“This is the kind of pictures you want to take of me?”
Jason sucked in his breath and looked at the floor before answering, “I would take just a few simple shots of you first but if a company asks me to, yes I might have to take pictures of you dressed up like this. You will always have the final say on all the photos of you I release though.”
Jason looked up expecting to see Mia heading for the door but she wasn’t. She was sitting there smiling. “You really think I am pretty enough to get jobs like this?”
“Oh yeah, like I said before I think you’re hot and I know a number of people who will think so too.”
She held up the last picture, “I’ll have to do kinky stuff like this?”
“Yes I know it’s a little weird. The thing is it pays the best and for a girl like you…”
Mia put her hand over Jason’s mouth. “I don’t mind the kinky, Jason, as long as you’re taking the pictures.”
The image of Mia wearing a string bikini ran through his mind, “You bet. I will be the only person allowed to take your picture. That is part of my usual contract.”
Mia’s voice was gaining confidence. The tears were gone Pendik Yeni Escort and see was sitting up. “This contract, does it say anything about our relationship outside of the professional world?”
The confidence Mia had gained, obviously had been sucked out of Jason. He was worried as to where this conversation was going. His voice was shaky, “I don’t understand what you mean.”
Mia leaned in and put her hand between his legs. Jason had to think of the top ten greatest quarterbacks of all time to keep from cumming, right there in his pants. Mia brought her lips close to his ear and said in sultry whisper, “If I sign a contract with you, do we still get to have sex?”
More than one model had tested Jason on this issue and he had failed most of the time. However, this time he was ready. “Well,” He began with only a slight tremor in his voice “I usually try to keep business life and my personal life separate.”
Jason could tell from Mia’s crestfallen expression that she was not testing him. “Of course,” He continued, backpedaling, “There are always exceptions to every rule.”
Mia didn’t put her hand back between his legs but she did smile. After a moment Jason continued, “Work before play.”
He took Mia by the wrist and led her down an open stair case to the lower part of the loft, where Jason had all of his equipment set up. Mia looked around marveling at all the gadgets. Jason left her standing in the middle of the room and went over to a rack that held a number of garments and costumes. He found the one he was looking for and just hoped it was small enough. Returning to Mia, he handed her the dress. “There is a changing room over here,” he showed her to the door, “Put this on and I will show you just how serious I am.”
While Mia changed Jason set up his cameras and digital monitors. She took longer than he thought and so Jason used the time to print up a standard contract for Mia to sign once she was convinced. He also took a few minutes to go to the bathroom and jacking off. This was a trick he had learned a long time ago. It is very hard to concentrate on taking good pictures of a girl while you are horny. Thus, Jason felt a quick pickle tickle before they started would be a good idea. With images of Mia in his head it only took a few minutes before cum poured from his hard cock.
He cleaned himself up and made sure he hadn’t gotten any cum on his pants. He zipped up and looked at himself in the mirror. It was amazing how clear ones head could get after jacking off. She is totally playing you, Jason thought. She knows you’re a photographer. She knows you like her and now she has you here, in your studio, using your gear to make her look perfect. She’ll become a big star and all you will get out of it is a quick screw. Jason came out of the bathroom to find Mia had literally become his wet dream come true. His anger left him as quickly as it had come. And I have no problem with that what-so- ever.
Mia was now dressed in a Jade kimono that had black and gold dragons embroidered all over it. Most of the girls who had worn this outfit, also wore a black skirt under it. Mia either by choice or accident had not chose to wear one. This showed off her well tanned muscular legs. Mia had obvious used a few spare safety pins to make the tunic fit tighter in a number of place. Jason made a mental note to have one made just for her as soon as possible. She had applied eye shadow to match the kimono. She had also put her hair up in a traditional pageboy, securing it with a set chopsticks, she must have had in her purse. She held a Chinese fan in her left hand and fluttered it in front of her face. “I’m ready for my close up Mr. Demille.” Mia said with a smile.
“What?”
“How do I look?” Mia asked more than a little concern in her voice.
By way of response Jason moved towards her put his arms around her and he would have kissed her but at the last moment she unfolded the fan close and put it in front of her face. “You said work first.”
Jason backed off breathing hard. “You’re right, we need to work first.”
Jason brought over the set of papers from his desk. They were a set of boilerplate contracts that he used with all new clients. He never took his eyes off Mia, a fact that was made even more apparent to her when she started looking over the papers and discover Jason had given them to her upside down. She smiled at him and turned them right side up. It was pretty basic stuff and she had no problem signing it.
The shot went perfectly. The camera loved Mia from every angle. He stuck to the normal poses and positions and soon Jason had filled a whole digital card with pictures of Mia. Next he wanted pictures of her in a bathing suit and so he found a cornflower blue and white marble two piece. Jason said he was getting hot and asked if she would mind if he changed also. Jason’s real reason being, he needed to return to the bathroom for another quick round of hand to dick combat.
He emerged from Pendik Masaj Salonu the bathroom in a pair of Bermuda shorts and nothing else. Mia was waiting for him sitting on a beach chair, blowing up a medium size beach ball she had found in his prop closet. “You don’t have to do that. Blow it up I mean. I have a pump.”
Mia smiled, “I Like doing it this way. It keeps my mouth in shape.”
And the number one quarterback of all time was… Jason thought as his cock almost turned him into a volcano.
Jason could tell he was taking sloppy shots by the time he had filled another data card with pictures of Mia standing, sitting, playing with the ball and laying down. Thankfully her posture, poise and beauty, were more than making up for his lack of focus. Finally, after nearly an hour and a half of looking at Mia through the lens of a camera he needed a break. “Ok, take five.”
Jason had a program that automatically cleaned up pictures. It took out red eye and adjusted light levels thus eliminating shadows, baggy eyes and a number of other photo problems that cropped up in all but a few pictures. The great thing was that the fewer the problems in the pictures the faster the program worked. He sat down to up load the second set of pictures and saw the first batch was already done.
While Jason worked at the computer Mia excused herself to use the bathroom. It was the third time she had been out of the room in so many hours. Jason began to wonder if maybe she was using the same sex delaying technique as he was. He pulled up the photos on the screen and set them in a slide show. He selected the ones he felt flattered her most, a hard decision and then sent them via e-mail to a set of contacts in the advertising and fashion world.
“What’s next Jason?”
“I hate to say it but we may have to call it a day.”
Mia looked at him with a pouty face. “I was looking forward to my nude scene. But if you’re not up for it,” She emphasized the word up, “I understand.”
Mia started to walk towards the studio’s dressing room. Jason caught her by the arm and turned her to face him. “Oh I’m up for it.”
Mia smiled an impish grin came over her face and she put her hand down to caress his dick through his shorts. “Well if you’re up for it, then I’m down with it.”
Mia dropped to her knees and in one fluid motion untied Jason’s shorts. She pulled them down leaving him standing there, a look of surprise on his face. “Sorry Jason, I can’t hold back anymore. We’ll have to do your nude scene first.” Mia took several long sucks on Jason’s dick and looked up at him. Then in a playful, heavily accented Asian voice she said, “Don’t worry Joe, I love you long time.”
Jason could not believe how turned on that made him. He knew that she was just making fun of all those old Asian adult films but he loved it. He also loved the way she was sucking his cock. She had taken several long suck on it to get it nice and slick and now she was sucking its tip with her lips while she stroked the shaft with her left hand. Meanwhile, as if that was not enough to make him cum, Mia was also caressing his balls and rubbing that little patch of skin between his ball sack and crack. He was in fucking heaven. She kept sucking his dick but all of a sudden she moved further up to his crack. She started to rub his butt and even spanked it a couple of times. “God Mia, that is so good. Fuck that feels so good. Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
Mia arched her back so that she could look up into Jason face as she sucked him. As he was getting closer to climax she stopped rubbing his shaft and just started taking more and more of him into her mouth. Jason considered himself a man very much in control of his body but not in this case. Jason launched into a series of warnings, “Mia, I am going to cum. Fuck you’re making me cum. I have to fucking cum Mia. I am going to explode.”
Jason even tried to push her face away from his dick but she simply wrapped her arms around his waist and held on. It was obvious she wanted him to cum in her mouth and after only a nanosecond hesitation he obliged her. Jason came like he had never cum before. He had shot some pretty big loads in his time but this was like a fire hose. He couldn’t believe he could cum that much. What’s more once he thought he was done, Mia began squeezed his ball sack as if she was milking him for every last drop of cum.
Mia released her grip on Jason’s ass. Jason took several steps back and dropped to the floor face up. His entire body shuttered several times as though he had been exposed to a high voltage line. His whole body was tingling and his dick was still sticking straight up as though it was permanently stuck at full erection.
Completely sap by the sexual experience Jason was now paralyzed from the hair down. Mia climbed on top of him. She lay completely on top of him, her shoulders level with his but her feet only stretching as far as his knees. She kissed him full on the lips. Jason detected the lingering taste of his own cum. Mia sat back and looked at him smiling like the cat that had just ate the canary. She began to stoke his cock ever so gently. “Sorry baby. I forgot to tell you how much I love the taste of cum. I especially like it when it’s really warm and salty like yours.”
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