The Poser

[polecat 247]

Lucy was in German class with me. A culture freak extraordinaire, she was a super dork. Whenever she spoke up to answer, everyone cringed because she would have a lengthy, intellectual answer… irrelevant and annoying to all but Lucy and the teacher. She had looks though – more than adequate to cover all her quirks and flaws. Standing about 5’ 6” she was slender with over half her height made up of a gorgeous pair of legs. She wore an abnormal percentage of short skirts, undoubtedly because she looked great in them. Ever-so-slightly bronzed skin and silky, straight dark brown hair. A perfectly sculpted face completed Lucy’s package… and what a package she was.

 

Annoying to many but an angel to me. I was infatuated with Lucy. A dork myself – of a different flavor. I was into photography and always had a camera and a bag full of lenses with me. 

 

Lucy and I rode the bus together but in the warmer months we walked home together. About a mile, our route took us through a huge beautiful county park.

 

Lucy was a ham in front of the camera. She constantly struck poses… sort of cheese-cakey poses, in front of me as a cue to raise my lens and snap a “fashion shot” of her. I always obliged. I would print the best in 8x10’s and give one to her. I had tons of shots of her in all types of playful poses. When we were fairly isolated her poses got somewhat cheeky. She intentionally posed with a bit of panty or cleavage aimed toward my lens.

 

One afternoon, our talk during the hike turned to Lucy’s sadness of being dumped by a boy she really liked. I listened sympathetically but as we rounded the foot path into the wooded park she got playful and unusually brave. Her cheesecakes showed full panty under a raised skirt, revealing a very fit waistline. Her cleavage poses nearly showed nipples. She constantly asked “Is this OK?” “How does this look?” and things like that.

 

I shot and shot as Lucy played in front of me. When we reached a very isolated bend Lucy bent forward to give me a cute picture of her adorable pantied ass. Then the day took off with eagles wings. Lucy slid her white cotton panties halfway down her thighs and resumed her pose – half squatting, half leaning forward. I snapped photo after photo of the glimpse of her bottom when I saw her let out a very relaxed stream of pee for about 2 seconds.

 

Shocked, I snapped and snapped. She giggled, rose back up and quizzed “You enjoyed that, didn’t you? Awful lot of snap, snap, snapping.” All I could do was nod. She stepped out of her panties, brushed them against my nose and palmed my quite stiff boner through my jeans. She nodded, not saying a word. Oh I liked it alright. I really, really liked it.

 

She just skipped ahead 5 steps and went on freeze / posing as if nothing strange had happened. We arrived at the exit of the park – where we would normally part for our own houses. Lucy asked “Anyone home?” I said “No. Dad’s away and Mom is always very late.” That question turned my firm meat pole into granite and there was no hiding that. We both picked up the pace for the last segment.

 

As we entered my house Lucy said “I still have to pee. Would you like to watch? Or even help?” My heart raced as I answered “Yes. Very, very much.” I followed her up the stairs into the hall bath. Lucy had me strip then pushed me into the tub as she yanked her cashmere top off, revealing the firmest B size breasts and perfect figure. She kicked off her “doll shoes” and stepped out of her English schoolgirl skirt, leaving her in front of me in just thigh high black socks which accentuated her shapely legs.

 

Lucy climbed in the tub and pushed me to my knees by my shoulders. I allowed her to guide me backward and help me into a sitting position. She straddled me and knelt, lowering her quite warm, shaven nether lips against my pulsing member. She peed a short sharp spurt and used the liquid as a lube to rub her sweet pussy against me. Seeing that worked as planned she repeated – a sharp squirt then dry (actually wet) humping me as we breathed heavily.

 

When Lucy knew I was close to the “event” she factually announced “Now I need help. I can’t reach the toilet paper from here.” Thinking she meant I was to leave the tub and get it, she firmly held me down as she pivoted and knelt facing my legs. Her magnificent bottom and pink pussy hung right above my face, her pee droplets glistening in the beam from the skylight above.

 

Lucy cupped her hand under her slit and peed a bit into it. She then eased herself back where my tongue could reach and slathered her warm pee on the shaft of my cock. I lapped and lapped as she used both hands in very firmly pressured long strokes until I could not take it and shot sperm upward, my dick in uncontrollable spasms. Lucy orgasmed to my thankful tongue and thrust herself repeated against my face as she bucked.

 

When we finally could move we rinsed off, toweled each other and dressed. She asked “How did the photos come out?” as she picked up my camera. When she handed it back the LED was blue with the words “No Files.”

I complained “Lucy?” She said “Sorry. I don’t know what I did. We’ll just have to take them again.” Music to this boy’s ears. She placed a sweet little peck on my cheek and strolled out the front door, knowing damn well what I would be thinking about.

 

Lucy didn’t lie. We did variations on this theme two more times, both of which ended with my photos accidentally deleted. Both times were stellar but the one that will be permanently burned in my brain was the time when Lucy climbed up on the back of a park bench, slid her tight jeans halfway down and merrily peed on the ground as I snapped shot after shot.

The happy ending to that day was being furiously pulled through my house then out the back door. She tore my belt open and nearly shredded her jeans, yanking them off and tossing them on the porch. Lucy perched herself on the old swing set with legs raised, she gave me time to enter her with two fingers and spurted approvingly (and repeatedly) into my hand as I stroked her. Her hand was busy working on my hard cock and our orgasms were legendary. As she came, her floodgates opened and she soaked my trousers, shoes, socks and shirt. I could not have cared less.

 

The days with Lucy came to an end but I have many pictures of her that conjure up memories of much more vivid scenes. I can pick up nearly any one of them and stare at it as I stroke myself to an almost instant orgasm.

 

 

 

 

 

Edited November 13, 2019 by polecat

[spywareonya 37,961]

@polecat Magnificently crafted

[polecat 247]

16 hours ago, spywareonya said:

@polecat Magnificently crafted

Awww thank you for the sweet words

[spywareonya 37,961]

28 minutes ago, polecat said:

Awww thank you for the sweet words

Your way of writing does NOT exhaust people, which was the main reason nobody read fictional stories. You do not flood the reader, your talk to him. I like that. And I actually loved the tale in itself!!! If you want, check my new fictional one too, it could be funny!!! See you there or in your next story!

[miniskirtpisser 411]

I don’t know how I could have missed this but I’m glad that I finally encountered this story. I love the nonchalant piss that Lucy did and I love the flow of the story itself. Lucy sounded like an amazing, free spirited person that I would love to know. Thank you for sharing your story with all of us. 

[polecat 247]

On 1/27/2020 at 7:45 AM, miniskirtpisser said:

I don’t know how I could have missed this but I’m glad that I finally encountered this story. I love the nonchalant piss that Lucy did and I love the flow of the story itself. Lucy sounded like an amazing, free spirited person that I would love to know. Thank you for sharing your story with all of us. 

If you like playful and free spirit read Cracking Code or any of the chronicles about Carol Anne. I think you will like :)

[miniskirtpisser 411]

23 hours ago, polecat said:

If you like playful and free spirit read Cracking Code or any of the chronicles about Carol Anne. I think you will like 🙂

Awesome. Thanks for the recommendation. Are those stories written by you as well?

[polecat 247]

Yes. Enjoy.

Edited February 19, 2020 by polecat