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  “Sorry,” Kurt murmured as he pulled out of me slowly. “I, uh, think I went a little further than we meant to.”

  “It’s okay,” I assured him breathlessly. “It’s all for the picture, after all. And you weren’t all the way inside me.”

  “No, not quite.” He looked down at his hard shaft and we could both see where the shine of my cunt honey ended ‑‑ a few inches from the root of his cock. I wondered if things would stay that way, but I didn’t have time to wonder long.

  “Let’s skip the lotus,” Lisa said to my disappointment. “I want to get pictures of you in the butterfly position.”

  “The what?” Kurt frowned at her. I was confused too but it turned out to be just a fancy name for woman-on-top. He lay back on the bed, and I straddled him, acutely aware that I was going to be in charge of the penetration in this particular position.

  “Okay, whenever you’re ready.” Lisa nodded at us, her camera poised.

  “Go for it, Mel.” Kurt looked up at me, watching as I grasped his thick shaft at the base and positioned it just under my open pussy. Slowly, trying not to go too far, I slid down onto him. I was braced with my thighs wide apart as he entered me, and I tried to balance myself with my hands on his legs but it wasn’t easy. I’m pretty strong but I wasn’t used to doing squat thrusts or anything, so a good six or seven inches of his cock entered me before I managed to stop myself.

  Kurt and I both looked down to where he was piercing me. “That was close,” he whispered.

  I nodded. “I know ‑‑ I don’t know how long I can hold this,” I confessed.

  “You’ll be okay ‑‑ I’ll help you.” He put his hands on my waist to support me, but Lisa shook her head.

  “No, I want your hands over your head, Kurt. It has to look like Melanie’s in charge on this one.”

  Shrugging, Kurt put his hands over his head and I had to support myself. Carefully, I began to raise and lower my body, watching as his thick shaft, glistening with my juices, slid deeper and deeper inside me with each thrust. It wasn’t Kurt’s fault ‑‑ even though I could feel his muscles bunching like iron under me, he didn’t move an inch. It was all me, and I was beginning to wonder how long my arms and thighs could hold out in this awkward position. Already my muscles were shaking with the effort ‑‑ it just wasn’t a pose I was used to holding.

  Finally I couldn’t take it anymore. “Do you mind if I come all the way down just once? I just need to rest for a minute,” I said to Kurt, who was giving me a concerned look.

  “Sure, Mel,” he murmured. “Whatever you want.”

  And it was what I wanted, I realized. I wanted him deep inside me, if only for a minute, so I could rest my aching thighs. After all, just once couldn’t hurt, could it?

  “No, fucking, okay?” I said, trying to give him a stern look as I let myself come all the way down.

  “No, of course not,” he agreed, his deep voice hoarse.

  With a trembling sigh, I impaled myself on his thick shaft, and he bottomed out inside me for the first time. The head of his cock pressed hard against the mouth of my womb, and despite my warning to him, I couldn’t help imagining him coming inside me like that, thrusting as deep as he could before pumping me full of his cum.

  “God, you’re so tight,” Kurt whispered, staring into my eyes as he penetrated me completely. “So tight and hot and wet. You feel so good wrapped around me.”

  I couldn’t help blushing. “It’s just this once,” I reminded him, trying not to move even though I felt him pulsing inside me. “I just couldn’t do it anymore ‑‑ my thighs were about to give out.”

  “It feels good, even if it’s just once,” he murmured, thrusting up into me just the tiniest bit. I moaned softly and bit my lip.

  “Stop, Kurt,” I said warningly. “I told you, no fucking.”

  “Sorry,” he murmured, smiling up at me. “I wasn’t really fucking. I was just…adjusting.”

  “This is good ‑‑ perfect,” I heard Lisa say as she circled us with the camera. “Melanie, spread yourself open so I can get a good shot of Kurt all the way inside you.”

  I did as she said, spreading my slippery cunt lips to show how his thick shaft was finally buried to the root inside me.

  “God,” I heard Kurt murmur as he drank in the sight, and I had to agree with the awe in his voice. My stepbrother’s thick cock stretching my pussy to the limit was probably the single most erotic thing I had ever seen. And it felt so good, too.

  “I’m so glad you two have finally come around,” Lisa said and we both looked over at her. She was nodding and fiddling with her camera again. “This is really what I need on every pose,” she said, motioning to where Kurt and I were joined. “Full penetration is best and it looks so much sexier too. If you don’t mind, I’d like to go back and repeat some of the other positions with Kurt all the way inside you, just like he is now, Melanie.”

  I didn’t know what to say at first, but then I looked down at Kurt and realized that this was going to be my one and only chance to have him in me so deeply. Once we got back home, all this would be forgotten and we would probably never even talk about it again. Of course, it would be wrong to let him fuck me, but surely just letting him slide his cock all the way into my pussy and hold it there didn’t count as fucking. Did it? It didn’t seem like it should to me. After all, he wasn’t going to come in me; he had promised that.

  “All right,” I said, making the decision for both of us. “What should we go back to? Spooning or doggy-style?”

  After that we went through everything all over again only this time Kurt was buried to the hilt inside me with every pose. I knew it was wrong, especially when Lisa asked him to move in and out some so she could get some contrasting shots, but I couldn’t seem to stop. It felt too good to open myself and let him fuck me, too good to have his thick cock thrusting in and out of my open pussy to make him stop. I was pretty sure Kurt felt the same way, but to his credit, he never once lost control and he never came in me. Oh, he dripped plenty of precum, both inside my pussy and over my open cunt folds, enough that I was sticky and slippery with it by the end of the shoot. But he never actually put his cock all the way inside me and let go, even when I finally had an orgasm myself and felt my inner muscles squeezing him with every spasm of pleasure that rushed through me.

  It happened while we were doing a position called the longbow. I was lying on my back with one leg wrapped around his waist and the other over his broad shoulder. Kurt had me open wide, really leaning into me as he fucked me, and suddenly the feel of his shaft pounding into my pussy was too much. I felt the orgasm rolling over me like a tidal wave, and I moaned his name as I clutched at the sheets, my pussy rippling around his cock. “Kurt, oh God, yes!” I gasped, unable to help myself.

  “Was it good, Mel?” he murmured when the spasms had finally passed and I was panting helplessly, his cock still buried in my cunt. “Did you like the feel of me fucking you while you came?”

  “You know I did,” I murmured, looking up at him, letting my true feelings fill my eyes. “It felt amazing, Kurt. All of this, all day, has been incredible.”

  “I know,” he murmured, and looked suddenly sad. “I feel the same way. But you know how it is, Mel. Why we can’t…”

  “I understand,” I said, nodding. “But we’re not home yet. We’re still here. I want…want you to know that if you want to come in me, you can. I mean, we’ve been doing this for hours; it has to be killing you to keep going like this with no relief.” I felt I couldn’t keep denying him the right to fill me with his cum when he had given me such a hot orgasm just moments before.

  He frowned stubbornly and shook his head. “I told you, Mel, I’m not going to come in you. That’s taking things too far. It’s going to be hard enough to go home after this as it is.”

  Just then, Lisa called for yet another position and our conversation was cut short. It turned out to be the last position she needed, and after she finished snapping yet another pict