Madeline Secret Life part 4 of 4

Madeline Secret Life part 4 of 4

Glen brought out some various swimsuits. Mostly two pieces. Chris and Glen both left the room to allow me change. When I was ready, they both complemented me on my body. Chris seemed to be the type who would have a fashion sense and know about style, and I ate it up. I did some normal type poses either standing by or reclining back on the beach chair. Both men constantly complemented my appearance. It seemed to go well again and with each suit change I grew more confident. Soon I was swishing my hair and posing as I had seen models on TV do. Towards the end I noticed Chris whispering to Glen. I wasn’t sure if it was about something I was or wasn’t doing. Chris had left the room for a couple minutes and finally I asked what was going on? Glen seemed hesitant at first, but eventually explained that Chris thought that “I was great, but a little bit prudish.” Glen said, Chris told him he thought he could find a buyer if I would be willing to show more skin and style.

“More skin. You mean like topless?” I asked.

“Yes, and a little sexier like maybe,” said Glen. “But only if you want to.”

I wasn’t really shocked, and I certainly wasn’t a prude. Hell, I had balled Nic in front of his stepdad, and I had been screwing with Mr. McMillon’s head for months.

When Chris returned, I was getting ready for another set. I had on a skimpy two-piece blue suit. As Chris stood next to the camera watching the monitor with Glen, I reached back and unhooked my top, and let it fall. I brought my arms together to create more cleavage. Leaning forward they got all the boobs I could muster. I smiled wickedly and blew a kiss towards them. Instantly the camera, “flashed, flashed, and flashed again. “

“Yeah baby, that’s it!” clapped Chris.

Glen lowered the light setting and had me turn sideways. I instinctively put my finger in my mouth and pouted. “Flash, flash, flash’ again. They were eating this up.

“More, more!” Chris taunted.

I wasn’t sure exactly what he wanted, but what the heck. I slipped my thumbs under the top edge of my bottoms and wiggled my butt. The bottoms slid down more and more with each move. The camera continued to click away. “Flash, flash, flash” I was living my fantasy. I continued pushing downward farther and farther. Both men stood motionless, and their mouths hung open. I guess they were wondering how far I would go. This was even better than screwing with Mr. McMillon.

The session ended with me twirling my bottoms on one finger. Glen had taken the camera from the tripod and was getting up real close. The more he clicked the more I showed.
Afterwards, Chris came up and handed me five, twenty-dollar bills.

“A hundred bucks, really!” I was stunned.

“For me?” I asked.

“Really, great job.” said Chris.

I was in another world all the way home. Of course, I hid the money. I knew for sure mom would throw Glen out if she ever knew.

Glen came over a couple days later and just smiled when our eyes met. I whispered to him “what a great time I had.”

“Good.” he smiled.

We had a home cooked dinner that night. While mom was cleaning up afterwards, I asked Glen quietly asked if we could do it again sometime.

“For sure, you bet.” he said.

It was the next week before I was back at the studio. When I arrived, there were a couple guys out in the front area. I thought they were customers waiting for Glen. I thought maybe it was a bad day and it would all be cancelled. Then finally Chris showed up. My heart raced thinking about another possible hundred bucks.

“Hi, Maddie,” said Chris. “Seen Glen yet?”

“No, just got here.” I replied.

Just then Glen came out from the back of the shop. He looked rather serious.

“Smile all.” I cheerfully piped.

Glen smiled slightly, and then had a private conversation with Chris. The two men didn’t seem to mind waiting. They both smiled politely at me when our eyes met. It was kind of awkward silence after Chris and Glen went into the back. After a couple minutes Glen came out and put his arm around my shoulder and motioned me to the back hall. We got back to the studio room and after closing the door, Glen said he had a situation.

Chris had without his approval hired two male models to work with me this time. He said he had not known anything about this before now. Chris was sort of the distributor of the pictures, and he wanted more nude shots of me. He said they would have to pay the guys even if I refused to work with them. It was entirely up to me. I was sort of nervous and asked Glen if I had to fuck them or what? Glen said it was entirely my decision, but the pay would be two hundred dollars if I went on with the shoot.

“You are on the pill, right?” Glen asked.

“Oh yes,” I said.

Well then, it’s up to you.” he said.

“Two hundred dollars for just me?” I questioned again.

“Oh yes,” said Glen. “The guys would be paid separately.”

“You walk away with two hundred bucks for one session.” repeated Glen.

“Ok then.” I said rather nervously.

“Great.” smiled Glen, patting me on the shoulder.

“Go see Chris and get fixed up.” he said.

The shoot started out slow, mostly shots of me partially dressed and eventually nude. Chris took over directing poses. Glen just worked the camera part. After about ten minutes or so the two guys came into the room. I was a little nervous and it showed. There weren’t any introductions or names used. I just assumed maybe that was how it was done. Chris slid the wicker chair aside and pulled a small dark colored loveseat out from along the wall. He positioned it in the center of the room. Glen got busy adjusting lights and the backdrop screen. Chris positioned me on the couch lying on my side, with my legs slightly apart. I became embarrassed when my nipples became erect. The room suddenly felt chilly, and I couldn’t help it. Chris assured me that it was ok, and he thought it added a nice touch.

The two guys were each wearing robes. I guessed they had done this many times before. When Chris said he was ready for them they slid the robes off. I was like “Oh my god,” they were gorgeous. Both guys were extremely well built. They had the bodies of Greek gods. Six pack abs, muscled arms, and very well equipped, if you know what I mean. Their bodies were completely shaven which further accentuated there, uh “equipment.”

The first guy was asked to stand alongside me near my head. The other Chris directed to sit down next to me on the couch.
Neither was really “hard” just yet. I guessed it was my job to do something about that. Chris placed us in various poses. Me with my hands on both cocks, others with my mouth open pretending to be ready to suck. We were only a little into this and both guys were soon hard as hell. Their cocks were now jutting outward and straining for relief.

Chris had me stand with a guy to each side just behind me to contrast my size difference. After a couple shots, I was directed to bring their cocks alongside my hips and grip them. Chris then asked me to bend them around bring them together in front of me, if possible. Believe it or not I was able to bend their cocks around me and aim them both down at my pussy. I hoped I hadn’t hurt either guy in doing this. They were really too hard to be bending them at this point, but they both remained so professional throughout. While holding them, I noticed one guy had already started leaking precum.

I was past any inhibitions at this stage, and assumed I was supposed to do something about this. In my mind, I could not help but to begin to think about all the horny men who would be jerking- off to these pictures of me pleasuring these two guys. Without Chris even asking I got down on my knees between the guys and brought their cocks tip to tip. I worked their meat-sticks like a pro. My tongue fluttered around each tip. I made passes up and down each shaft. My spit and slobber dripped from both shafts. Glen’s camera flashed again and again.

Still acting on my own instincts, I raise the cocks upward and worked the ball sacks of each. I just couldn’t keep my hands from running up and down their abs. I had never seen guys so ripped. They were rock solid.

After a bit my knees began to hurt, so I got up and sat back down on the couch. I tugged at the one guy’s cock leading him towards my cunt. I was horny as hell at this point and would have fucked them both for no pay. I tried to pull that guy’s cock right into me, but it required him to align it himself. Chris remained silent, allowing us to go on our own. The guy knelt down on one knee before me. He managed to guide a couple inches into me. He was big enough though to leave a lot still showing. I leaned back and caught the other guy still standing at the end of the couch. I sucked his cock into my mouth as far as it would go. Glen’s camera continued to click away.

Until then I had never tasted a guys cum. Both of these guys were so damn gorgeous looking and virile. I figured I might as well get my first taste now. I thought if it tastes as good as these two guys looked, I was in for a treat. I sucked greedily at the cock in my mouth. The standing guy didn’t last but a couple minutes.

I was holding him by his balls. Then, in the middle of a series of thrusts I felt three or four strong spurts of warm cum shoot in my mouth. It wasn’t a bad taste, more like a warm chicken gravy. It had a very masculine taste. The hottest thing was just knowing what” it “was. I knew Chris wanted to see it, so I let the guy finish in my mouth then opened just a little bit to show what I had. The guy in my pussy was just holding a pose with his cock inside me. He knew not to be shaking me while Glen was busy snapping close-ups of my face and the cum in my mouth. These guys were real professionals.

The stud that had just filled my mouth, walked around behind me. The back of the couch was low, so his cock still stayed in the frames as backdrop. Even spent, his cock was impressive. Chris wanted him hanging it right alongside my face.


Glen seemed to have gotten enough facial shots. So, I sort of took it upon myself to get the other guy going. I gave a couple sharp hip thrusts against his cock, and he took the hint. Once he started stroking, I knew he didn’t want to stop. I just kind of laid back and let him continue. I was still holding the other guys cum load in my mouth.

I was trying to go for a real slutty look, so I partially opened my mouth and let some of the cum dribble out at the corners of my mouth. I felt it working its way down to my chin then down my neck. I just left it there. When the guy fucking my cunt saw me do this, he was a goner. He sorts of squinted at first, and then his neck flushed a pink color. He then rocked me with a couple strong thrusts and groaned softly. I felt his load shooting up inside of me.

I still hadn’t swallowed anything just yet. So, I used my tongue to gather up a puddle in my mouth and extended my tongue straight out. I just let the whole mess just roll off my tongue and right down my chin. I watched the guy in me still shuttering in his orgasm. His spunk continued splattering my insides.

Glen had practically climbed on top of us to get the angles he wanted. Chris was describing things and Glen was trying to follow though. These last photos almost made it look like the guy in my pussy had blown his stuff right up through me, and I was “burping’” it out of my mouth.

As the guy in me was finishing, I couldn’t resist the urge to touch his face. These guys were the best-looking men I would ever have the chance to fuck. I gently held out my hand, touched his cheek and trailed my finger down to his quivering chin. When he was finally done, he looked up to me, and then to Chris as if waiting for direction. Should he pull out or not?

He waited until after Glen got some more close-ups, and then slowly drew back. As the shaft popped out a glob of white followed. Without thinking too much about it, I cupped my hand under my cunt and caught a decent size portion of cum in my palm. I raised my hand and without any coaching or direction just decided to pour it into my mouth. As Glen’s camera recorded it, I dumped in the juice in, mixing it in with what was left from the first guy. I swished it around some.

At Chris’s prompting I opened my mouth to show a frothy mix of white coating on my tongue. The guy who had filled my cunt just left his cock lying on my stomach. As his cock withered, he left a trail of leftover cum smeared on my belly. Glen snapped more pictures. I felt it was time to down the juice in my mouth, which I did. The session end like that.

The two model guys thanked me, and then slipped back into their robes. They followed Chris into the hallway. Glen stayed and was finishing up with some camera work. He seemed to be reviewing some of the shots. I was still sitting on the couch, a cum covered mess. Glen looked over and asked if I needed to use the restroom to clean up. I didn’t answer just right off. A strong impulse just suddenly came over me. I got up, walked over to Glen and in my best baby-doll voice, I asked.

“So, how did I do? “

“Great!” was Glen’s response without looking up.

“Did you like what I did?” I asked again.

Finally, Glen looked up from the viewfinder and noticed how close I was. I was still nude with two loads of cum splattered down my front. I placed my hand on his chest and slowly started sliding it down until I got to his belt. He looked at me and smiled. I told him what a great time I had, and that I wanted to thank him. Glen started to speak as I slid my hand down and caught the tab on his zipper.

”Uh, Maddie, I really liked the way…” Glen started.

I put my finger to my lips and said, “Shush.”

I unzipped his fly and undid his belt. I had never seen Glen’s package and I was just too damn horny to quit just yet, and I told him so. I tugged open the front and brought his pants down some. He was wearing boxers. I thought them so sexy. I drew them down and was thrilled to see that he was already semi-hard. My studio work must have gotten to him. He stopped any resistance. I dropped to my knees and drew his cock into my mouth and started bobbing away on it.

Chris was in the hallway, and I assumed he was paying the two guys. I had Glen going pretty well when Chris walked back in. Chris stopped short not knowing what to do. I popped Glen’s cock out of my mouth and pointed a finger at Chris. I curled my index finger in a come-here fashion. Chris was a little slow to move at first. So, I put Glen’s cock back in my mouth and popped it back out again. Chris had seen enough and started undoing his pants. By the time he reached me his cock was out and ready. Still holding Glen’s, I caught hold of Chris and started alternating back and forth between them. While my tongue was still dragging along one of them, I tried to explain that I was so “turned-on.” I wanted to finish any man around. I also wanted them to know just what “hot” cocksucker I was. I stood up and pulled them both by their cocks to the couch and sat down in front of them. My first taste of cum was awesome and I wanted more right now.

My original plan of modeling clothing had certainly been swept aside. But you know I think they got what they wanted, and I got what I needed. I would have probably gone on to do something like this on my own eventually. To think, I could have created so many hard-ons was totally awesome. My only regret is that I wished I had some way of knowing just how many orgasms I have been responsible for causing.