Shared Paths in the Old World
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				Title: <strong>Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-09-2007, 03:37:50</strong>
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				The sun was bright overhead as Meg walked along the Cliffs of Mohr.&nbsp; There was a barbed write fence to encourage anyone, human or livestock, from going over the edge, so that was where she trudged.&nbsp; She could see the road wind in the distance, and somewhere at the end of the road was the little town where she'd reserved a room.&nbsp; It would be good to sleep in a bed again, but even better would be the Irish stout she was already looking forward to drinking tonight.&nbsp; The last few nights had been out on the ground, the weather nice enough that she hadn't even bothered with a tent - something she'd never have expected with Ireland's reputation for rain and mist.&nbsp; The people who she had met had generally been pleasant, even as she hiked on the land where their sheep grazed, and despite (or perhaps because of) her appearance.<br><br>Meg as a big girl, and always had been.&nbsp; At just about six foot, she stood taller than a lot of the men she'd met, and she wasn't exactly a stick either.&nbsp; Her thighs were visibly powerful under her hiking shorts, toned and strong from hiking, biking, and rowing.&nbsp; Her hips swelled outward from this strength, her bottom both pleasantly round and surprisingly firm for its size.&nbsp; The hiking pack's belt seemed to accentuate her waist compared to her hips, though her chest was rather lost between the pack and her sweater.&nbsp; Then there was her hair.&nbsp; In darker lighting it might be mistaken for black, but here in the sun it was clearly a deep purple with hints of red.<br><br>She smiled as she came over a rise, seeing what was the first person she'd seen since she awoke, even as it was time to break out some lunch.&nbsp; It looked like a tourist, setting up a tripod to capture the Cliffs and the soaring gulls.&nbsp; She slowed as she approached, not wanting to startle the photographer as he composed his shot.<br><br>* Dear Irish readers: please forgive the inaccuracies and liberties I am about to take with this setting.
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				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-09-2007, 13:18:29</strong>
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				Seth had been up since dawn. After spending a enjoyable night in the pub with the other patrons he had finally stumbled up to his bed at 2:30 in the morning and he felt he was being punished for it now. He couldn't seem to get a shot that was any good, the sun would come out from behind a cloud at just the wrong time. The sea birds seemed determined to move just out of shot as he pressed the shutter. All in all Seth was having a bad morning.<br><br>He looked every bit the artist, with his long hair tied back in two pony tails and his loose hemp cloth top and combat trousers cut off below the knee he looked comfortably scruffy. "Well Seth" he said out loud, he always talked to himself as he found it calming when he was feeling stressed and right now he was feeling very stressed. "These shots just aren't working are they, what to do , what to do ?"<br><br>He sighed and started to change the lens on his camera, he thought perhaps some sort of filtered shot might work. As he was just about to take a new lens out of his camera bag he looked up and spotted the figure of a hiker coming his way.<br><br>The hiker was obviously feminine and noticing the way the sunlight seemed to accentuate her rather voluptuous figure and multi coloured hair Seth dropped the lens and picked up his smaller camera, the one he used for test shots.<br><br>He waited until she got a bit closer to him and then waved. "Excuse me, Excuse me, do you speak English?" It might have seemed a stupid question but Seth had seen loads of people in his travels around Ireland and not all of them had English as their mother tongue.
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-09-2007, 20:15:58</strong>
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				Her eyes played over him, appreciating him without staring too much, taking in his shape and his style.&nbsp; Much like a couple friends, she had back home, she mulled to herself.&nbsp; The kind of guy who might be very serious about one thing, but completely casual about another.&nbsp; But sometimes a bit too full of themselves.&nbsp; Well, there was one way to get a bit of a feel for him.&nbsp; And if he was insulted - well, she could just keep on walking.<br><br>Meg smiled for an instant, an almost smirking playful thing, then straightened her face as she closed in.&nbsp; "Sumimasen.&nbsp; Eigo ga wakarimasen."<br><br>She tried to keep her face straight, though her brown eyes practically shone.&nbsp; If there was anything completely unlike a Japanese girl, it was her - except maybe the choice of hair color.
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				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>30-09-2007, 01:02:19</strong>
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				Breaking into a grin that lit up his face "I'm sorry I don't speak Greek"<br>He was genuinely amused, it was rare to find some one with such a quick wit, a quirk he found interesting. Looking at her with a photographers eyes, he was very impressed. Not only did she have a lovely figure, in fact it was a body shape he found appealing not only as a photographer but as a man also.There was also a spark in her eyes that shouted out "personality and vibrance" to him. Taking the time to look at her properly he had to admit that she was a marvellous subject. <br><br>Seth put his camera down and walked the short way to her, holding out his hand in greeting "Hi, I'm Seth. I was going to ask if you would mind me taking a few shots of you." he tried to look sad but failed miserably "But I guess if you don't speak English then there is no point"
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>01-10-2007, 14:49:02</strong>
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				She laughed then, a rounded honest laugh that shone through a wide smile and bright eyes.&nbsp; She took his hand in a warm, firm clasp.&nbsp; Her hands were long rather than large, fingers wrapping around his without attempting any dominating pressure games.&nbsp; The fingernails showing both dirt and what looked to be the flaked remains of nail polish that must have matched her hair.<br><br>"I'm Meg.&nbsp; Nice to meet you Seth.&nbsp; You think I'll be easier to get a picture of than those birds?"&nbsp; Her smile was wide enough it was hard to tell if she just winked at him or if it was just a trick of the light.&nbsp; "I don't know if my dirty, sweaty self is what you really want to take a picture of, but if you do it's going to cost you a beer or two."<br><br>Her face did show smudges of dirt, perhaps where she'd wiped her face with hands dirt from climbing over something, but beneath it there was a real shine of smooth, clear skin.&nbsp; The hair retained a spiky, chaotic look that on a model would have been the careful work of a hairdresser, but here seemed very much an extension of her and what she had been doing the past few days.
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				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>01-10-2007, 16:59:04</strong>
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				returning her handshake warmly Seth was impressed by her straight away.<br>She showed a ready wit and sense of humour he had always found attractive in a woman. And added into the mix was her physical beauty, while others might have preferred slender wraiths, Seth had a thing for the larger woman and Meg fitted that description perfectly.<br><br>His eyes shone brightly as he smiled "You never know, if I get some really good shots I might just buy you dinner" He didn't clarify what he meant by "Good Shots" but there was the slight hint of a suggestive wink as he said it.<br><br>Perhaps he was just flirting, but the way he looked at her body certainly hinted at a slightly voyeuristic nature. "Come over and get a can of beer first though, you must be parched walking in this weather" <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>01-10-2007, 18:33:37</strong>
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				"Dinner?&nbsp; You mean there is more to put in your stomach here than stout?"<br><br>She followed his eyes, curious to see what this Seth might ask of her.&nbsp; For better or worse, while she could be an impulsive sort she also had great confidence that she could get herself out of anything she got herself into.&nbsp; As soon as his own eyes were off of hers again, she looked him over again.&nbsp; Her mind wandered for just a moment on what clues there might be to tell what the loose, unstructured clothing concealed, before his next comment helped her put any lewd thoughts out of her mind.<br><br>"You have beer out here?&nbsp; Now there's a man who comes prepared!"&nbsp; She looks at him with new appreciation, her eyes glancing in a somewhat exaggerated gesture to where his tripod was set up to see where the good stuff might be.&nbsp; "Perhaps I should keep a pony key strapped back here!"&nbsp; She slapped lightly at her pack.<br><br>The pack was a high-end man's model, capable of carrying quite a lot of volume and weight.&nbsp; She didn't have it fully loaded though, making it seem sparse and half-empty.&nbsp; Strapped alongside all of the smooth fabric and metal of modern gear was a thick wooden walking-stick that projected up over the top of the metal frame - which had been carved for part of its length with patterns and small figures.
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				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>01-10-2007, 23:20:14</strong>
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				Seth laughed "Yeah, there hotel I'm staying at does a mean champ"<br>He didn't notice her studying him and even if he had he wasn't the sort of person who would have been bothered about it. In fact he often got a thrill out of people watching him, and could be quite outrageous if he felt eyes on him.<br><br>"Always come prepared I say, I didn't know how long I was going to be here so brought some liquid sustenance"&nbsp; he said turning round and heading back to where his cameras and tri-pod were.&nbsp; "Only cans I'm afraid but it's cold and wet" Seth said over his shoulder.<br><br>Putting his camera down as he got to the bag he reached behind it an held up a a four pack of Murphy's " Take your pack off and tell me about yourself"<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>02-10-2007, 15:10:13</strong>
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				Meg's unsnapped the belt of the pack and shrugged out of the shoulder straps, which had the effect of pushing her chest forward.&nbsp; Previously overshadowed by the pack's straps, her full chest was briefly very prominent, the lines of a unstructured bra clear against the dark grey of her form-fitting short sleeved shirt, as well as the points of her nipples - though more from exertion than from arousal, but perhaps easily misunderstood.&nbsp; Her torso seemed to fit her size well - somewhat broad shoulders for a woman, but offset well by a neck that was more long than the short and squat feel that cursed other large-boned women.&nbsp; Her upper arms were toned and muscled, though less massively so than her powerful looking thighs.&nbsp; The shirt clung to her both through its stretchy material and the less elegant sweat that darkened it.<br><br>She smiled as she swung the pack over and down near his gear, accepting a Murphy's with a "Thanks"<br><br>"Well, I'm a college student back in the States, but I decided to take the summer to hike around Europe.&nbsp; I figure once college is over and I get a real job I may never have the chance again.&nbsp; So I flew into Shannon a couple days ago have been hiking since."&nbsp; She popped open the can, and let the widget fizz.&nbsp; "The weather has been great.&nbsp; My friends told me Ireland was all misty and rainy, but it's been warm and bright so far." She took a big drink.&nbsp; "That's great stuff."<br><br>"So what about you?"
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				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>02-10-2007, 15:44:06</strong>
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				He couldn't help but notice her chest as she took the rucsac off and smiled in appreciation. He briefly wondered what she would look like naked but let the thought drift away.<br><br>&nbsp;Opening his own can he took a long swig, lifting his head up exposing his well toned clean shaven neck as he swallowed the still cold slightly bitter beer.<br><br>Listening intently to her, his eyes couldn't stop wandering over her body, partly allowing his earlier thought to drift back in but mostly he looked at her with a photographers eyes, the way the light cast shadow over some parts while it highlighted others.<br><br>When she asked him what he was doing he snapped back to reality.<br><br>"Me? well, I'm doing pretty much the same. Just completed my degree in photographic art and now I'm taking a year to wander around Europe filling up my portfolio in the hopes of actually being able to find a Job"<br><br>Looking around at the hills " My last night in Ireland then tomorrow I'm off to France" he smiled as he finished.
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>16-10-2007, 01:14:56</strong>
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				"Really?" her eyes seemed to narrow a bit mischievously.&nbsp; She noticed his eyes wandering and found herself amused rather than annoyed, which was always a good sign for her mood.&nbsp; When she was tired and cranky she really didn't appreciate the all-too common male distraction, but when she was in the mood for such... well, that was more fun.&nbsp; "If it's your last night in Ireland, I hope you have a good time planned."<br><br>She sat down casually next to her pack on the beautiful green ground, amongst the green grass cropped by sheep, with scatters of small white flowers that survived the last pass.&nbsp; She stretched her long, strong legs out.<br><br>"What kind of shots are you looking for?&nbsp; Or should I say, what kind of work do you want to find?&nbsp; It seems you're on a good path to get a job at Lonely Planet or some other travel book publisher."
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				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>16-10-2007, 14:28:18</strong>
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				He watched her as she lounged and couldn't help but let his eyes follow her legs as she stretched them out. With a quick blink to clear his head from the distracting sight he looked up and smiled.<br>"Well I had planned for a quite night in my room , but plans change" The look on his face showed a faint glimmer of what he was thinking but quickly Seth changed track and decided concentrate on just talking about his portfolio .<br><br>"I had contemplated trying to get a job with Lonely Planet, but you can only take so many landscapes before they all seem to blend into one mass of unidentifiable land."<br>Sitting down on the grass in front of her he idly picked at the grass, a habit he found soothing and therapeutic.<br>"No what I really like to do is take pictures of people I meet, some posed other of a more "natural" style" He laughed "I guess I have a bit of voyeuristic streak"&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-10-2007, 02:02:29</strong>
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				"Voyeuristic?"&nbsp; Now the smile was unmistakably mischievous.&nbsp; "Have you been sneaking around Ireland sticking your camera in the windows of unsuspecting Irish lasses?"&nbsp; She rolled to her side to face him, her curves responding naturally and yet fairly firmly - or well supported.&nbsp; "Perhaps I should turn you in to the authorities before you are unleashed on the unsuspecting French girls."<br><br>She took another drink of the Murphy's.&nbsp; "Or perhaps I should just insist that you let me see your collection... either one." She winked at him.<br><br>"Or do you just sway your ladies with drink and see if you can get them to take their clothes off?"&nbsp; Her eyebrows raised at that, that smile still playing over her lips.&nbsp; She leaned back a bit and drained the rest of the Murphy's in a long drink.
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				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>20-10-2007, 03:31:33</strong>
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				Seth laughed heartily. "No I haven't been sneaking around, and I haven't got any woman drunk just to get her clothes off" He meant&nbsp; to sound Jovial and amused by her questions and hoped that she would understand he wasn't annoyed or embarrassed by her quips.<br>As he talked to her he could help but notice how naturally beautiful she looked as she lounged on the grass, not like the models he had had to work with when he was at college. They had all be super slim and superficial. Or course all the other male students had been creaming their knickers over them, especially when they had been doing nude modelling for his class.<br><br>He had just treated them as any other subject and in fact had put less effort in to photographing them than he had&nbsp; when they had been doing Still Life. Meg was definitely more his taste in women and he couldn't help but wonder how she would have looked posing in some of the more erotic positions they had done in his final year at college.<br><br>"I actually got my portfolio back at my room if you fancy a look later" he said with a smile. He looked up at the sky for a second as he watched a Turn fly over head twisted and rolling as it was being chased by two rather large gulls.<br>Looking back at her quickly he had a impish gleam in his eye as he asked " Would I have to ply you with drink to get you naked?"<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-10-2007, 11:11:08</strong>
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				Her eyes met his and there seemed almost a dare there, something quickened and dancing in those deep brown eyes.<br><br>"Oh, I'd say plying with words is worth more than drink..."&nbsp; There was a pause there as she seemed to look far into his eyes.&nbsp; There seemed some common spark there, and it was inspiring her more impulsive natures as she lay there on the grass under the warm Irish sun.&nbsp; Still, it was hard to tell that much about him.&nbsp; She continued on, a bit more of a decision made...<br><br>"... though this one is certainly appreciated."&nbsp; She set down the empty can and propped her head up with her hand.&nbsp; "Tell me about your favorite one, your favorite more 'natural' picture of someone you've met."&nbsp; Her eyes were steady on his.&nbsp; Her own imagination was running and a familiar thrill was tickling around her nerves.
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				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>20-10-2007, 16:00:53</strong>
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				Laying down in a mirror image of her pose Seth smiled, it was a smile that hinted at many things.<br>He found he was enjoying Meg's company immensely and was glad he had found a seemingly kindred spirit. The look in her eyes told him that perhaps she enjoyed being side on while she&nbsp; was naked, and perhaps enjoyed it even more if she was spotted enjoying her own body or some one else body. <br>He decided to test his theory and started to talk about his work and in particular he favourite series of shots.<br><br>"My favourite?" he said sounding as if he was actually having to think about it, in fact he knew straight way which of his "Hidden view" series he liked the best. "My favourite&nbsp; is of a girl I met in Copenhágen, she was around your age and of a similar build. We met one morning while I was taking some pictures on a lake side beach, just simple wildlife shots, not unlike the ones I have been doing to day." He sighed wistfully as he reminisced, looking deep into her eyes for any hint of pleasure or arousal.<br>"I took two rolls of film, this was before I moved over to digital. Anyway, the series starts off with her simply walking along the beach, I took those before she had even seen me. Then after we had talked for a while and after I had explained what I really wanted to have in my portfolio, she agreed to pose for me"<br><br>As he talked he found himself looking at her in a different way, he was not just as photographer now, he was also a man thinking about seeing a woman naked and doing the most natural thing in the world.<br>He continued his story, " It took me a couple of shot to get her to be "natural" enough so that they don't look as if the shot's are posed, but eventually she got what I was after and the series starts with he just touching her self&nbsp; while fully clothed and progress's through to her slowly undressing and laying down , in a pose similar to yours right now and ends with her bringing her self to orgasm. I actually have her shots with me at the hotel if you'd like to see them? It's hard to describe and my work is meant to be viewed and viewed by as many people as possible"" <br>He sat up and smiled.<br><br>"Of course, my subjects have to be totally willing and enjoy the whole shoot or it's a waste of not just my time but also theirs" he stopped and sat quietly as he waited to see how she would react, would she be embarrassed or maybe he hoped she might even offer to pose for him.
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-10-2007, 17:02:02</strong>
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				At first the play in her eyes seems more amused and curious, but as he describes his encounter with the young woman he sees more subtle sounds that indeed she is aroused by it.&nbsp; Her full lips parted slightly, and when he described his model bringing herself to orgasm then her tongue gently wet the lips, in a seemingly unconscious gesture.<br><br>"You must be quite persuasive... or have a knack for finding the right girls."&nbsp; She tried to continue to be a bit coy, but it was clear she was hooked.&nbsp; "But then, I've heard that the Scandinavians are less hung up on matters of nudity and sex than most of us Americans."<br><br>Her hand ran from her waist smoothly up her hip and rested there, seeming to emphasize the curve from chest to waist to hip.&nbsp; "I can imagine a blond, in the warm sun, perhaps stretched out on a flat rock in some little cove hiding from view of most passerby..."<br><br>She trailed off a bit and looked away from him, rolling onto her back and looking up at the clouds.&nbsp; Her breasts naturally settled out a bit, but displayed prominent points straight up.&nbsp; If before this was from exertion, now it seemed clear that now they had another cause.&nbsp; Her shirt clung across her, revealing a slender swath of bare skin on her trim, toned belly.<br><br>She turned her head back towards him.&nbsp; "You know there is something wonderful about being naked in the warm sun, isn't there?&nbsp; Feeling that openness, that freedom..."&nbsp; Her eyes took on a bit of mischief again.&nbsp; "... and sometimes knowing that if someone comes across you then they'd probably be shocked, thrilled, or maybe both."
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				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>21-10-2007, 16:04:16</strong>
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				Seph smiled as he watched her stretch out on the ground, he couldn't help but wonder how she would look as she lay in bed, dreaming about some random fantasy and slowly touching her body in that special way that only she would know how until fianlly she brought her self to the heights of orgasm.<br><br>Shifting slightly to hide the obvious erection he was beginning to get he laughted "To be honest I'd like to this is my persuasivenesses, but I suspect its more luck at meeting the right kind of women" As he spoke he couldn't hide the fact that he found the idea of taking photographs of Meg as she lounged naked in the sun thrilling. His pupils were wide as he looked at her, possibly spending too long glancing at the skin of her belly. his breathing had become slightly more heavy at the thought of her reaction to his next question, it was always a gamble when he asked this but he found that, that was part of the thrill. <br><br>Would she be like so many others who seemed to enjoy the idea of having him take pictures while the teased and pleasured them selves or would she perhaps be one of those few who had almost jumped at the chance of being watched as they performed the most private of acts upon them selves.<br><br>With a sly grin he spoke "So tell me Meg, am I persuasive? or have I met the right girl this time?" as he asked the question he gently reached out and ran his hand lightly along the firmness of her stomach.
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>22-10-2007, 05:39:28</strong>
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				Her eyes followed his as his hand reached over to her belly.&nbsp; It was a moment of truth - would she allow it or not.&nbsp; But her mind had already been made up, even if she hadn't entirely realized it herself.&nbsp; Her voice had that teasing tone, even as she enjoyed the touch of his hand on her warm skin.&nbsp; How long had it been since she'd let someone touch her like that?<br><br>"Oh, I don't know if you'd really consider yourself that lucky.&nbsp; I've been hiking for a couple days - so you'd just see a sweaty, grimy, unshaven girl right now."&nbsp; Even as she demurred it was clear she wasn't really putting him off.&nbsp; "But then, it wouldn't be fair if I was the only one enjoying this wonderful sun and weather."<br><br>She looked over at him and stretched out her own arm, one extended finger lightly coming to rest on his chest.&nbsp; "Sure, I'll do it.&nbsp; But you should get just as bare..."&nbsp; her finger slid down his chest and across his abdomen "and maybe show me how to use your camera to take a few images of my own."&nbsp; <br><br>And that smile is bright now.&nbsp; "Then we can head down to town, and get all cleaned up.&nbsp; I seem to remember that my room was supposed to have one of those large claw-footed tubs in it and I'm looking forward to a soak."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>23-10-2007, 00:40:49</strong>
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				Seth had to grin as she mentioned being sweaty and grimy. An idea popped into his head but it was an idea he would save until later once they were back at the hotel.<br>He had left his DVR camera in his room as he didn't need it for just taking wildlife and landscape shot's but he was sure that he would be able to find a use for it later.<br><br>He rested his hand on the soft skin as he let his finger trace small circles on the now sun warmed flesh. "Perhaps the natural look is one that appeals to me, it certainly wouldn't detract from your beauty" he knew it sounded corny and not a little cheesy but he meant it honestly, Meg certainly was a beauty akin to the women adored by the artists of the Renaissance. He hoped she would take it in the way it was meant and not simple roll her eyes as others had done when he had used similar lines in the past. <br><br>As she ran her finger down his body Seth's face lit up impishly, her suggestion that he undressed as well wasn't something that any one had mentioned to him before when he had approached them with his ideas for a shoot. he found it was an appealing idea.It led to all sorts of possible shots, and would definitely be an interesting addition to is portfolio.<br><br>With a twinkle in his eye, he tried to look coy and innocent as he asked "And what exactly would you have me doing while you took my pictures?" 
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>23-10-2007, 00:57:55</strong>
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				"Well, I'm glad you don't mind having a real woman, grime and all.&nbsp; Just don't think that I don't like being all clean and presentable too.&nbsp; I promise I clean up nice."<br><br>That grin remained, like it was a fixture of her mood, radiating no small quantity of naughty mischief.&nbsp; Her finger found his belly button, and gave it a little playful dig.&nbsp; Then she rolled over on her back and away a full rotation until she was facing him again, if now out of reach.<br><br>"Oh, I'm sure I'll find inspiration in whatever you'd like me to do."<br><br>The roll caused some loose grass to gather on her shirt and in her hair.&nbsp; A little white flower tore off its stem and became stuck less than an inch away from a now rather obvious nipple pressing through the outline of her bra and her shirt.<br><br>"So mister photographer man, how shall we start?"<br><br>(edit: whoops, bad tense shift there)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 01:31:01</strong>
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				With a chuckle of amusement as her finger hit his rather ticklish navel, Seth watched her with bright eyes as she rolled away. He followed her movement with glee as she in&nbsp; showed him the shapely coutures of her body. The fullness of her behind, the curve of her back and the obvious shapely legs all stiffened his eagerness to photograph her as she relaxed in the sun and showed him just how she pleasured her self.<br><br>His gaze was fixed on her as she lay on the grass, the field flower resting so deliciously close to the aroused nipple brought a smile to his face. Raising himself up onto his knees to allow himself a better perspective, Seth didn't bother trying to hide his erection and simply smiled as he felt his hard penis press against the material of his short. <br><br>He looked at her laying there for a second , tilting his head slightly to get a different view of her body "Why don't we start with you exactly like that, then we'll see how the mood takes us"<br>He had to adjust him self quickly so that he was able stand and let out an involuntary groan as his hand brushed against his aroused member, once he was up Seth took his favourite camera from the bag and after making sure the hard disk was clear he put the view finder to his eye and smiled at Meg.<br>"Are you ready for your close up? Miss DeMille" he asked as he pressed the shutter for the first of what he hoped would be many shots.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 03:13:07</strong>
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				She leaned the side of her face against her upper arm, her hand trailing out beyond, fingers twisting through the grass.&nbsp; The spiky purple hair was bright in the light there for a moment, and her face softened a bit as he focused the camera, making the first close-up perhaps a bit more feminine but rather pedestrian.<br><br>But then her eyes caught the unmistakable shape in his shorts, and the mischief flared again in her eyes, her mouth turning into a more smirking, playful smile again.&nbsp; "Oh, what do we have there?&nbsp; It looks rather exciting but perhaps a little uncomfortable."&nbsp; The second close-up catches her right after her quip, capturing that look that speaks of an attitude and a tongue that could get a young woman in more than one kind of trouble.<br><br>She shifts a little, propping her head up on one palm.&nbsp; "But I guess I can't act too surprised.&nbsp; Oh my, what are these?"&nbsp; In mock surprise she looks down her own front, as if shocked to see her own nipples like tiny twin echoes of the tenting in his shorts.&nbsp; The third shot captures that playful, overdone act of surprise, though Seth might have to play with Photoshop a bit if he wanted the nipple's shadows on the dark grey shirt to be readily visible.<br><br>"Mmm, yes indeed.&nbsp; I noticed you've liked looking at them too."&nbsp; With her free hand she lets her fingers roam in little circles around her nipples, until they have as much prominence as they're going to be able to get through those layers of fabric.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 13:48:38</strong>
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				Seth grinned behind the camera, he couldn't help but like Meg more and more. She was both teasing and coy at the same time. Her reference to his arousal sent thoughts into his head, thoughts of what perhaps might happen later. He shoved this images aside as he concentrated on taking her picture, each click of the shutter capturing her just a little more.<br>The glint in her eye, the curve of her lips as she looked down at her chest, each tiny facet of her features spoke to him. The certainty of just how far she would let the shoot progress caused his smile to broaden.<br><br>His tongue slid across his bottom lip, moistening it, making it gleam almost seductively in the light as she mentions his arousal "I'm sure I can put up with it.......for now" he said quietly as if he didn't want to spoil the moment but wanted her to know he would be happy to do exactly the same as her when the time came for his shoot.<br><br>As her fingers started to circle the aroused buds of her nipples Seth focused back to take a wider shot of her, the way her body lay there, the hint of mischief in her eyes<br>all added to her beauty, She was possibly going to be his best subject. She had certainly started the right way.<br><br>"Just let your fingers do as they wish, Meg" He said as he moved around her taking a shot here, then kneeling down to take another before shifting position again "Pretend I'm not here, just let your hand wander. imagine your alone, no one around and you feel the need to pleasure your body to orgasm"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 04:16:21</strong>
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				"Oh, let's not say that Seth."&nbsp; She gave one nipple a little squeeze and gave a little breath out as she felt the wonderful jolt run through her.<br><br>"Maybe I like the idea that someone's watching."&nbsp; She pushed herself up to a sitting position and reaches around behind her back under her shirt.&nbsp; Her breasts push outward with the motion, each fully aroused nipple looking like they're begging for Seth to look at them.<br><br>"You like watching, I like watching."&nbsp; She undoes the bra's clasp, then both hands come around to softly massage under her breasts and then over their fullness.<br><br>"Sometimes I like showing."&nbsp; Both hands come up, grasping the edge of the shirt and the bra underneath, and the whole thing comes over her head.&nbsp; Her eyes are right on Seth's, as if she is hungry to see exactly his expression, his reaction as her breasts bounce free.&nbsp; On a smaller girl the breasts would be outsized, but on her frame they are full and right.&nbsp; Quarter-sized disks of pink supporting those excited points, rounded orbs bouncing, all the more firm and high for the toned muscles supported them underneath.&nbsp; And then the shirt was over her eyes, over her brilliant hair, and she smiled as she kept in her mind how he looked.<br><br>The shirt and bra were tossed over to her pack, and her hands returned to cover the centers of her breasts in mock modesty.&nbsp; She paused, letting her head tilt a bit to the right.&nbsp; Her whole torso now bare it was possible to see that mixture of curve and muscle, her arms and stomach showing some tone without the definition that would mark a truly serious exerciser, a little extra flesh adding to the curves. Her complexion showed that she must like being outside, without the evenness of a sunbather, but with enough color on her chest that she certainly wasn't a stranger to having her top off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>26-10-2007, 12:37:09</strong>
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				Each move she made was captured by Seth, the shutter of the camera opening and closing as fast as he could press the button.He moved around her focusing into her face, capturing the impish twinkle in her eyes as she looked straight into the camera.<br><br>Her words caused him to smile broadly, it was true he did like watching, that was the main reason he did these shoots and to find a girl who also like watching, not just being watched was a bonus and a thrill he hadn't dared dream off before. Normally his subject were willing to pose for him if they pretended his wasn't there, but Meg was special, she actually wanted to know that she was being watched. Seth was more than happy to oblige.<br><br>With a chuckle he said "That's true Meg, I do. So let's see how much you like being watched shall we" he smiled&nbsp; as he focused in on her face. His eyes wide, his pupils almost filed his eyes as she removed her top and bra. Focusing back as the curve of her breasts were exposed to the air he groaned with pleasure. They were almost perfect in their plumpness, the dark Areola with pert nipples were a beauty to behold. He licked his lips unconsciously as he imagined what it would feel like to suck gently of those erect buds, his tongue teasing the very tip before he drew them hard into his warm mouth.<br><br>As he moved around a small bead of sweat ran down his back, whether it was from the heat of the sun shining down or his state of arousal Seth couldn't tell but he moaned quietly to him self and his manhood became almost painfully erect.<br><br>"That's perfect" he said slightly breathlessly as she coyly covered herself and shifted her head. These were going to be true erotica, he wondered if this was perhaps not the first time that she had done this sort of thing. Not that he minded, he was enjoying the show and Meg was obviously enjoying her self aswell judging by the way she threw her self so willingly into the poses.<br><br>"If this is how you look after three day hiking, then I can't wait to see you in the bath" he said with a grin, he hadn't planned on doing any more stills with her but he hoped she would be happy to pose for his digital recorder later.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>26-10-2007, 20:12:25</strong>
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				Meg stretched out her legs towards him and leaned back on her elbows, letting her chest be bare to him.&nbsp; A faint line from where her bra-strap impressed itself on her skin disappeared under the downward curve of each breast.&nbsp; The sun glistened off of the light sweat on her skin.&nbsp; She tucked her chin down a bit, looking at him under her brows seriously for a moment before waggling her eyebrows and making a bit of a silly face.<br><br>Meg relished the way Seth was reacting to her.&nbsp; Intuitively she had somehow known he was right for this, though if someone had interrupted her right now and asked if she was "safe", the more logical part of her mind would have to admit that she wasn't.&nbsp; But then, that was part of the thrill.&nbsp; This was a far way from the first time she had taken off her clothes in a sunlit backyard garden so that a friend could sketch her nude form amongst the flowers.&nbsp; It was also very different from her more usual little exhibitionist thrill of "accidentally" flashing stranger - a view of bare breasts down a blouse for a cute waiter, or a glimpse up a short skirt for an old man.&nbsp; For her this often wasn't about wanting to do anything sexual with the person who she gifted with such a view, instead more about some combination of breaking taboos and enjoying her own body.&nbsp; More than once her little displays had been interpreted as a come-on, though most of the time getting out of the situation she'd thus created might merely take a few words, there had been times where physical force or flight had been necessary.<br><br>On some level she felt certain that wouldn't be the case with Seth, and she needed that reassurance in her mind, even if it was unconscious.&nbsp; Here in a foreign country, with no one around except possibly some tourists around a bend and down a long hill to a parking area.&nbsp; Or was that part of the thrill too? - the danger junkie in her as excited by this as much as whipping along twisty backroads on a motorcycle.&nbsp; All of that plus a sexual thrill and an undeniably attractive young man who was very obviously aroused and yet able to restrain himself from doing or saying anything too foolish.&nbsp; Putting all of these things together was really getting her going deep inside.<br><br>"Well, I'm glad you're looking forward to the bath too.&nbsp; Tell me, have you ever watched a girl shave herself?"&nbsp; She lifted one arm and traced a finger over the stubble in her pit, then leaned forward to run her hands over her bare and similarly stubbly legs, her chest lightly pressing into her thighs.&nbsp; She paused for a moment to let him take a shot, then pivoted to be in profile to him, the curve of her breasts all the more luscious in profile, nipples concealed by the contact with thigh.&nbsp; With another short pause, she leaned a bit farther, pressing breast into thigh.<br><br>"I suppose I ought to get rid of these..." She said as her fingers began to unlace her hiking boots.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 16:12:04</strong>
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				Seth chuckled as Meg waggled her eyes brows, he made sure to take a close shot of her face as she changed from sultry to silly sent his pulse racing. The way her eyes twinkled with mischief and yet remained sexy at the same time made her even more attractive. Holding back his chuckle he had to drop his camera for a second to gather himself together. With a deep calming breath he brought the eye piece back up and moved around her again.<br><br>Even though he was feeling very aroused at how she posed and had to move his hips slightly to make himself more comfortable in his shorts, a movement that made his draw in a sharp breath as the materila rubbed lightly against his erection he remained the professional. More than once a subject had thought that he wanted more than just to take photographs, and he had, had to politely decline their advances explaining that while he found them attractive he was only interested in them as a model and wasn't looking for anything more. He did wonder briefly though if he would be able resist Meg if she went down that route.<br><br>It was only a brief thought and he soon cast it aside, maybe latter her would broach the subject, once they had finished the session and were back at the hotel but right now at this moment she was the model and he was the photographer, he couldn't afford to be distracted from his work and he wouldn't want the atmosphere to be spoiled.<br>Meg was obviously enjoying putting on a amazingly sexual display, and when she lent forward he ran of a rapid series of shots, attempting to captue her expression , the way her breast looked as she pressed her legs against them. he glance up at her face as she asked him the question and his eyes glinted mischivesly as he replied with a question of his own "Have you ever watched as someone else shaved you?"<br><br>Her profile shot was one of the best he had seen, he would have to make sure to show her that one later on, and decided that he would print her a copy off for her own amusement , infact he decided he would run her off copies of the whole shoot. He had a printer back at the hotel and once he had uploaded the pictures into his lap top and cleaned any that needed it<br>he would make her an album so that she could look back at it when she got home and show it to her friends if she wanted to.<br><br>As Meg started to undo the laces of her hiking boots Seth lay down on his stomach, Pointing the camera so he could capture the whole sequence with her entire body in focus. He had to lift his hips slightly for comfort.<br><br>"I think you should take your shorts as well, Meg, but do it slowly, take your time about it" He grinned behind the camera, it wasn't lecherous in anyway, simply a friendly grin. Seth didn't asked but he hoped that Meg was wearing panties, something about a woman not showing everything straight away seemed more erotic to him and certainly pressed all of his buttons. "Tease me with what lies underneath the material" the as an after thought he added "Leave your socks on for now though, see if we can't capture a bit of shy coyness"<br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 18:22:44</strong>
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				She laughed, the smile free for a moment of any of the styled impression.&nbsp; "Well, I don't think I could bear to have someone shaving me and not watch."&nbsp; She wrenched a boot off of a grey socked foot and tossed it in his direction, though it was clear from the moment she released it that it would soar over his face and camera and land behind and to his side.&nbsp; She wondered in that split second if he was steady enough not to flinch and fast enough to actually catch the flying boot in frame for a picture.<br><br>Then she adopted the mischievous look again, biting lightly on her lip as she looked over at him.&nbsp; "I've shaved at the same time as someone else before, a girlfriend and I both lathered up and comparing notes as we went, but we each did ourselves.&nbsp; I'd have to know that someone had a steady and gentle hand before I'd let them down there with something sharp."&nbsp; Then the other boot was free and came soaring at him again, this time perhaps a bit more predictably.&nbsp; She paused to let him take some more pictures, leaning forward and then stretching back on her elbows again as he asked about her shorts.<br><br>"Whatever makes you think I'd tease you, Seth?"&nbsp; She stretched out on her side, fingers sliding over her chest, around her breasts, down her belly until they reached the button of her shorts.&nbsp; "I did warn you that right now I wasn't dressed for sexy, didn't I?"&nbsp; She unbuttoned the shorts and unzipped them, revealing the top of a grey pair of panties, plain and unadorned by lace or fancy material.&nbsp; She lifted her legs and bottom up into the air rolling onto her back, and pushed the shorts up her legs to her knees.&nbsp; The she whipped her legs down, sending the shorts tumbling off.&nbsp; The grey cotton panties were bikini cut while still having broad coverage of her front and back.&nbsp; They pressed tightly between her legs, and for just a moment Seth could see how they outlined the folds of what lay beneath, and then she curled her legs to one side concealing that view from sight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-10-2007, 11:17:27</strong>
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				Seth was about to reply when he saw where the boots was heading, with a smile on his lips, the young photographer holds his camera away from his eyes.<br>Using the LCD screen on the back he rolls over in unison with the the flying footwear and snaps off a rapid succession of shots as he follows it's flight from Meg foot to the ground.<br><br>Rolling back to face her, his eyes bright with humour Seth chuckles. A high pitched laugh of delight. "Well, I've managed to not cut my own throat" he lift's his chin to reveal the smooth skin of his neck, his larynx bobbing up and down as he talks. With a twinkle in his eye worthy of puck himself Seth whispers "I might let you run a razor over me, if Mr Murphy keeps your hand steady"<br><br>Each motion of her hand was captured by pixels, the bend of her wrist, the shape of her hand as she slowly drew the metal teeth of her fly apart was recorded for posterity. His long slow breathing as he took each shot calmed his nerves as well as his ardour, the carnal thoughts he had drifted to the back of Seth's mind as slowly the top of her panties were revealed " Some times the best secrets are hidden and have to be search for" he said as he repeated a Mantra his tutor had recited to his students when they had complained about a model who refused to strip completely naked. Seth had always though it was the best way to describe and woman undressing, and Meg was certainly keeping her secrets well.<br><br>The slight glimpse of&nbsp; of her sensual fold sent his pulse racing, the mere hint of them as they were quickly hidden added to the allure of the pictures and certainly made Meg even more sexy. Not just for the camera and the photographer but for Seth as a man.<br><br>"That's perfect Meg, your a natural and definitely know how to keep the camera guessing" Seth was impressed by her, how she managed to show her natural sensuality yet keep things from the camera only to reveal them later and then only briefly before hiding them form the lens once more.<br><br>"Now, slide you hands inside you panties, but don't touch to much, just a hint for now" the young man said as he got to his knees, his camera taking shot after shot of her every move, Resting one foot on the ground, his other knee firmly in the grass, Seth didn't bother to hide the fact he was underwear free, as the flash of his crotch revealed before he shifted position and it too was hidden from view.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>30-10-2007, 00:09:43</strong>
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				Meg laughs with delight as he so adroitly tracks the flying footwear, finding her mood drifting toward the silly.&nbsp; The warm sun felt good on her skin, and she was become more and more comfortable with Seth.<br><br>"Maybe I should make you search for my secrets, yes?" she replied to his almost automatic seeming phrase.<br>She raised her curled legs up in the air again, showing her bottom without much of a glimpse of her front.&nbsp; Watching as he rose to a kneeling position, her eyes followed the opening in his shorts, a renewed glimmer in her eyes.<br><br>"Oh, don't worry Seth, I'm quite aware of how it works." she replied to his instructions with a mocking tone in her voice.&nbsp; She rolled so that his shot was perpendicular to her body, with her on her side and her tightly pressed thighs, seeming to want to avoid the angle where he would be shooting straight up between her eyes, perhaps as too vulgar.<br><br>The fingers of one hand played over the fabric of her panties, emphasizing its tracing of her folds, before gently sliding her hand underneath.&nbsp; The other hand strayed over her breasts, lightly teasing her own nipples.<br><br>"You seem rather capable of teasing as well there." she mused, her eyes blatantly dropping to his shorts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>30-10-2007, 19:45:21</strong>
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				Seth took her slight rebutel in good humour and dipped the camera slightly to nod "I apologise for suggesting a lady wouldn't know how to please her body " he said smiling warmly, then his camera was back in control . He moved slowly around her taking a picture here, another form a different angle. Each shot designed to show Meg off to her best, the focus on the erotic nature of her poses. <br><br>The angle he was at showed each move of her fingers off to perfection, the hint of her hidden sensual folds captured in a short series of quick shorts, the gleam in her eyes as her fingers slid slowly under the material&nbsp; demanded a close up, as he drew back the photographer barely suppressed a sigh of pleasure at the sight before his eyes, each click of his camera in time with the sensations of wanting that ran through his body. Feeling that he guessed Meg wouldn't mind as long as he kept his hands to himself and only used his camera and his eyes to convey how her movements were effecting him.<br><br>Seth focused in on her face, each tiny bead of sweat on her forehead as she was warmed by the sun and her action was echoed by his own body. He took slow deliberate breath to keep the lens steady as she ran her fingers over her breasts. The way her nipples stood proud from her perfectly proportioned orbs cause him to stutter slightly with his camera, he caught himself though and moved onto the next shot. each movement of her fingers and body digital captured for posterity.<br><br>Her comment and the way she looked at his shorts made him smile, a small blush was countered by the hint of arousal in his eyes "Perhaps I like it when a woman notices I'm free in the wind" he winked at her and grinned.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>01-11-2007, 02:10:47</strong>
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				"Oh I don't know how free in the wind you are there."&nbsp; She waggled her eyebrows in a half-naughty, half-silly manner.&nbsp; "All bound up in those shorts."<br><br>She rolled on her back, hips weaving back and forth in tiny little motions as her fingers appeared to dip inside of her under the cover of the panties.&nbsp; She kept her head turned to the side though to watch Seth.<br><br>"And it certainly looks like you wouldn't exactly be fluttering in the breeze... more like standing firm and proud."<br><br>The hand concealed by grey cloth moved a bit more briskly for a few strokes.&nbsp; Her free hand gently pulled a nipple up a bit and let it bounce back into her slightly pinkened breast, her lips parting slightly and mouth opening just a bit.&nbsp; Then her fingers withdrew from below, tips covered in her own wet dew, and she looked deep into Seth's camera as she extended her tongue to lick away the juices.&nbsp; Her tongue drew circles around her fingertip as if perhaps it was something else she was sampling.<br><br>"Maybe you'd like to show me what's ready to be free in the wind there?"&nbsp; She gave him an exaggeratedly naughty smile.&nbsp; "Show me yours and and I'll show you mine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>01-11-2007, 12:43:19</strong>
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				Seth smiled as she looked at him, her eyebrows conveying all sorts of messages.<br>With most of his face hidden behind the camera as he moved slightly, trying to capture the way her fingers slid so deliciously seductively into her panties. The rise as fall of the grey material as she touched her self inside of them was alluring, un-consciously the young man licked his lips at the images that flashed up in the view finder. Each little motion hinting at her enjoyment of her body.<br><br>"I can't say if I am or if I'm not" Seth replied as he took the camera away from his face for a second and winked cheekily at her. His pupils wide with the hint of arousal he was feeling, a slight sheen of perspiration upon his brow&nbsp; coupled with the fall and rise of his chest as his body tried to gather as much oxygen as possible to cope with his racing heart beat.<br>Quickly he brought the camera back up to reel off another quick succession of shots as Meg teased her breast, focusing slowly in, the way her mouth showed&nbsp; showed how her body and mind enjoyed the feeling of her fingers was a shot he did not want to miss.<br><br>He almost missed capturing the picture of her fluid slick fingers, the gleam of mischief and sultriness in her eyes as she looked directly at him. Each flick of her tongue, each lap of the pink muscles as she cleaned her dew from her fingers was almost more than he could stand. He groaned quietly as he took shot after shot of her teasing him with the Oh so delectable suggestiveness of it all.<br><br><br>Her question caused him to chuckle, one hand held the camera as he turned it to it's side still capturing each and every movment she made no matter how subtle it was. His free hand moved down to his shorts, his finger tips found the metal tag of his fly. With the vaguest hint of starting to open his fly, Seth stopped and grinned from behind the lens "Now, I'm not sure that was part of our bargain " he said as he slide the zipped down a fifth of the way <br>"Or do you want to watch me enjoy the sight of you enjoying your body?" he said in a tone that was both slightly amused and obviously quite happy to comply.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 19:05:04</strong>
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				"Well, you looked so uncomfortable there..."&nbsp; she took the wet finger into her mouth all the way to the knuckle and then slowly removed it.&nbsp; "... and I'd hate for you to be uncomfortable."&nbsp; She traced the mixture of saliva and juices around one nipple tip.<br><br>She slid the hand back into her panties, her fingers clearly moving around her clit in rapid circles.&nbsp; "And I'm sure I would enjoy the sight of you enjoying the sight of me enjoying my body."&nbsp; Her eyes narrowed a bit for a brief moment and she made a little groan.&nbsp; "Oooh, yeah, I like that thought."<br><br>She rolled one nipple with the fingers of the other hand.&nbsp; She didn't seem to play too rough with her breasts, enjoying more long stroking motions.&nbsp; It was perhaps a view into what she liked into lovemaking, at least in the early stages.&nbsp; It would be easy to make a stereotypical leap that a bold, strong woman with dyed hair who had implied at least some interest in the same sex might like things rough or would have piercings and tattoos.&nbsp; But instead she seems to show a long, teasing approach - naked in the sun on the grass.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-11-2007, 22:47:23</strong>
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				The camera moved as if it had a mind of it's own, each millimetre her finger slid into her mouth was imprinted on the memory card, the glistering digit as it reappeared from Meg's wonderful lips was captured, the rise and fall of her breasts as she traced her slick finger across the aroused papilla found it's way into the camera.<br><br>Seth grinned as she pleasured her self, her voice sounding almost succulent in it's suggestiveness as she teased and flirted with him.&nbsp; His finger still upon his fly zip, Seth moved the camera one handed, Photographer and camera dancing a seamless perfect ballet as he shifted, moved and twisted to capture each movement of her body. each shift in position and he drew the zip down one notch.<br><br>"Now, if I did that it would spoil your fun later" Seth said as he drew the zip down to almost half way, as he moved the faint glimpse of his erect penis appeared, the hard shaft and head poking shyly out as he knelt down once more. The glint of metal in flesh appeared when he shifted position again. Each time he repositioned him self the zip moved further down until his fly was fully open and with a change in his stance the full sight of his Manhood could be seen.<br><br>The hard pink shaft while not massive was in Seth's humble opinion his best feature and he had spent many moths&nbsp; adorning it with metal&nbsp; and ivory for his own personal artistry, the deep dark purple head,the five rung Frenum ladder combined with the Prince Albert made it look almost Giger like. <br>Yet once it was fully exposed, Seth moved both hands up to his camera and continued to snap shot after shot in fully control of the lens each shot just as clear and sharp as the first. Even behind the camera, his racing heart and husky breath were evident, his arousal obvious for any one to see if they walked along the path Seth and Meg were pose, teasing, flirting on. <br>With a wicked grin&nbsp; and a glint in his eye Seth asked, Now what would the local priest think if he chanced upon us?" He readied the camera to capture the girl reaction to the idea of another watching her pleasure her body in the sun.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>06-11-2007, 00:38:19</strong>
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				Meg's eyes at first just dart to his widening zipper in between poses, clearly enjoying her ability to tease herself and him at the same time.&nbsp; The bursts of building pleasure that cause her to narrow her eyes and audibly groan start to grow more frequent and intense.&nbsp; And then as the first of his piercings come into view, her eyes widen and her eyes become more attached to the growing revelation.<br><br>From the expression on her face it is clear to Seth that she has no experience with such adornments, at least on the male anatomy.&nbsp; At first she thinks it must be a trick of the light on the metal of the zipper, and then it becomes all the more clear that it isn't...&nbsp; she clearly makes a small effort to take on a more controlled and unsurprised look in order to reply to his comment.<br><br>"Oh, I don't know if the priest would take well to any arguments that we were recreating the world before man had knowledge of sin..."<br><br>She hesitated as if trying to decide what to say - some of her perception of control of the situation clearly gone and now replaced by a new curiosity.&nbsp; Before it was just playing and teasing with the young man, something that she seemed rather comfortable with.&nbsp; Now there was truly a new experience beckoning.<br><br>"... but I don't know how much of an argument for innocence we might really be able to make."<br><br>Her eyes move pointedly from his eyes to his manhood, and her eyes narrow as she grunts and moans a bit louder. "Ohh... Ohh yeah."&nbsp; &nbsp;Her exclamations had slowed as she first started realizing what was being shown to her, but now they were back.&nbsp; "I think I'm looking forward to seeing more."<br><br>She bit down on her lower lip, and then rolled up on her lower back and used both hands to push her panties down her legs and off.&nbsp; Her exposed sex was covered in sparse, short hairs - very obviously the growth of a few days from having been completely bare before.&nbsp; As she lays back down both hands come to play - one over her clit and one inside her pussy.&nbsp; Her eyes gain in intensity as she looks over to Seth and grins as her hips wiggle with the coming wave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>06-11-2007, 11:43:05</strong>
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				The look on her face as his erection was reveal made Seth smile. The way her eyes widened as she saw the row of metal rods that ran up the front of his shaft from root to tip, each end of them topped by a ball, was captured on camera.The way her expression changed slightly as she noticed the ring that pierced the head of his penis and ran underneath the glans was not one he could miss.<br><br>Each sound of pleasure she made as her fingers danced under the material of her panties was music to his ears. He had only wanted to capture her image as she had played with her self, his intent had been to simply watch and observe her as her fingers ran over and into her moist sex but now the thrill of his exposure, the way her masturbation increased and the way she reacted to the sight of his aroused phallus made him want to do more.<br><br>Moving slowly backwards, Seth focused the camera so that each shot was in scale to the last, each click of the shutter brought a new image to his eyes. Making his way back to the tripod he had set up behind him, he watched the show of her lifting her hips, the curve of her back as she drew down her panties caused him to moan with excitement. he knew he wasn't going to touch her, he was going to take each shot as her orgasm came but he was also going to let her watch while he ran his hands over his shaft let her see him as he pleasured him self in front of her.<br><br>Standing behind the tripod Seth clicked the camera home, now steady he was able to tease her with a show of his own. "How much more do you want to see?" he asked with a impish smile on his face<br><br>Holding the base of the stand he lifted it, still capturing each move she made as her hands played upon her clitoris, bringing the camera in closer he rested it on the ground, the shutter clicking away as she rode her fingers, the sound of her sex as they slid inside the slick walls making his breathing heavy.<br><br>One hand on the shutter, he undid the button that held his shorts up and let them drop to the ground. Now his whole erection on display. The bare shaft, his naked testicles hang down showed he shaved himself as well. The effect made him look larger than he actually was, it showed off his piercing to their best effect.<br>With a step, he was out of his shorts and started to slip out of his top, lifting it with one hand as he took shot after shot of her building climax.<br>&nbsp;<br>His own quite moans joined hers in medley, with a quick move he threw his top to the ground. Now Meg could see the twin rings through his nipples, each dark bud&nbsp; standing proud as they echoed the aroused shaft.<br><br>With a slowly teasing movement, Seth brought his hand down to his cock, his fingers wrapped lightly around it as he joined her in her dance of self gratification. Judging the her Orgasm was close, Seth ran his hand up and down pulling the skin taut exposing the purple base of the tip. Bringing his hand back up and Seth ran the tip of his finger along the very end of his manhood wiping the first drop of clear pre-cum of and with a sly smile brought it up to his lips, mirroring her move earlier as he took his finger into his mouth as he sucked gently on it savouring the taste of himself.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>09-11-2007, 02:48:37</strong>
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				"Mmmmnnnn...huhhh" she grunted approvingly as she bit lightly on her lower lip, her hips now dancing in counterpoint to her thrusting fingers.<br><br>"That is ... something to ... see."&nbsp; Her words seemed a bit broken up by the distraction of her building pleasure.&nbsp; Her eyes closed for a moment, and when they reopened, pupils widely dilated, they focused right on Seth's own eyes.&nbsp; Her chest rose and fell mighily, back arching, breasts with their hardened nubs thrust towards the sky.<br><br>"Uhhh... oh yeah oh yeah" she was lost in it as the first wave of flooding warmth and pleasure broke in her and through her.&nbsp; There was a swivel and a buck to her hips, then a pause as it went through her, before her fingers picked up again with a little less intensity.&nbsp; Her eyes fluttered, her mouth wordlessly formed, and then she looked down at his manhood, pierced by steel, and how he pleasured himself.&nbsp; Then the second wave came and broke to her moaned pleasure and delight.<br><br>The waves after that were softer, warmer, her chest heaving more slowly as a softer, less mischievous look came over her face.&nbsp; After her earlier sparring chatter, she seemed a good bit quieter now, and perhaps more at ease for reasons other than her sexual release even.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>12-11-2007, 11:29:43</strong>
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				Seth's rule of 'Look but don't touch' seemed at that moment to be the most stupid of rules. All his instincts were calling out to him to leave the camera and join her one the grass, that wasn’t the agreement though and he wasn’t going to ruining things by taking a step to far.<br>The way Meg's hip bucked with each thrust of her fingers, each moment across her aroused clitoris, brought him closer to his own orgasm. The camera clicked away, the shudder of her body as she came was captured on the digital card. The look in her eyes as she watched him masturbate in front of her was secured for posterity.<br><br>His breathing became heavy as his excitement and arousal grew, his hands running up and down his shaft, leaving his erection for a second to gently squeeze his balls before he moved back to pleasuring the erect member. "You look wonderful Meg, so…..fuckable" he paused, realising he had said what he was thinking, maybe spoiling the illusion. He couldn’t take it back now though, he just hoped that Meg would take it as the compliment he intended it to be.<br>He moaned quietly but loud enough for her to hear, the very vision of a woman, any woman in the ecstasy of release was one he found to be among the most wonderful sights in the world.<br>As he took her photograph, Seth’s finger moved over the head on his member, stimulating his glans as he concentrated his pleasure on the most sensitive part of his erection, the metal bars running down the underside of his shaft moving in time with his hand each one sending a shiver of pleasure though his body.<br><br>The way his pupils widened, the way his hands sped up, each little thing showed he was nearing the crest of his pleasure. Not wanting to peak to soon, the photographer slowed his movements down, concentration on capturing Meg's expression as each wave of orgasm rushed over and though her. “Hmmmmm, so nice Meg,” he said to her, his eyes fixed upon hers as he watched her though the lens of the camera.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 00:38:44</strong>
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				She rolled onto her side facing him, a new light sheen on her skin in the sunlight.&nbsp; A bit of the mischief played about her lips again.&nbsp; "Why thank you.&nbsp; I'd be rather disappointed if you didn't think that after all you've seen."<br><br>Her eyes drift over his busy hand and the object of its attention.&nbsp; There is a moment of quiet before she speak.&nbsp; "So, do you like the way they feel?&nbsp; Tell me about them..."<br><br>One hand rests on the fullest curve of her upturned hip, the other resting simply on the grass.&nbsp; She seemed genuinely interested, though her voice had a bit of that teasing tone to it.&nbsp; While her hands didn't stay back to her own pleasures, her nipples did seem to be remaining fully flushed, or was it just the retreat of her last orgasm, or the wind off the waters...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>18-11-2007, 01:25:10</strong>
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				Even as Seth continued to masturbate in front of her, his eyes never left the camera or Meg. Not once did he look away from the view finder. His finger never left the shutter as he continued to take picture after picture of the young woman as she lay looking at him ,the post orgasmic sheen still upon her skin, her face still flushed slightly as the after glow of self satisfaction drifted over her.<br><br>Seth had to chuckle slightly at Meg's question. He had never been asked to describe how his piercings felt before but everything with Meg was new, from how she had encouraged him to enjoy his own body while he took photographs of her enjoying hers, to how she had been eager to show the camera that she was playing to it and not simply being observed in secret as so many of his other subjects had been.<br><br>"Do I like the way they feel?" he repeated with a small grin "Yes, I have to say I do, the make the whole experience so much different. the feel of the metal as it rubs along the nerves is like nothing I had felt before I had the first one done"&nbsp; His eyes fell from the camera now, as he looked down on his erection, his hand moving along the shaft in a slow sensual rhythm. Each motion of his wrist bringing him closer to his own orgasm, the sensation was building deep inside him, the familiar tightness almost reaching its crescendo before he paused long enough to allow it to die down. he had never been one to rush either when he was pleasuring himself or when he was pleasuring a lover. <br><br>With a deep sigh, Seth resumed his masturbation as he felt the sensation pass. "I've been told they heighten the experience by several partners as well" he said with a grin, he didn't say it to brag about how many lovers he had, had. In fact Seth had only had five sexual partners and fact that he was proud off. The photographers breathing was coming in deep long drafts now as the feeling once again built within his body. His chest rising and falling in time with his hand as his pace built up gradually. "Each....bar....oohh..feels...like...hmmmmmm" he managed to stammer out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-11-2007, 12:51:56</strong>
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				Meg rolled up into a crouch and then stood up before him.&nbsp; The hourglass of her figure was much more pronounced when standing, without backpack straps and utilitarian clothes to detract from them.&nbsp; Each breast hung in its fullness, proudly seeming to point right at Seth.<br><br>"I seem to remember we had a little deal."&nbsp; She stepped closer to him, so close he could easily reach out and touch her bare skin.&nbsp; And yet as bare and open as she was, as enticing it might be as her breasts moved with each step, something about her demeanor didn't quite create the "come hither" look that might truly be inviting that touch.<br><br>"Why don't you relax and take care of that, and I'll take the camera."&nbsp; She looked over it on its tripod, making sure that there was nothing unusual she couldn't handle, and smiled at Seth, her eyes on his before drifting back down to the object of his attentions.&nbsp; She couldn't help but wonder what he would feel like inside of her.&nbsp; There was thrill at the thought, curiously mixed by just a little bit of ... fear?&nbsp; And maybe that made it all the more irresistible.&nbsp; But not quite yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>27-11-2007, 01:15:45</strong>
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				Seth's pulse started to race even faster as he watched Meg stand up and head towards him, her figure was unbelievably intoxicating, she was beautiful in the classic sense. His eyes never left her as she took deliberate steps towards him. Her full figure was almost Rubenesc in it's shape, from the curve of her hips to the round perfection of her breasts. As she walked, he still took photographs of her, the simple movement of her walking towards the camera was almost as erotic as watching her masturbate. , His pupils widened with arousal as she came within touching distance, the photographers body ached to reach out and touch her, to let his fingers brush lightly against the soft skin of her belly, to let the tips of his digits play gently along the curve of her breasts to let them dip tenderly into the still most folds of her sex. yet he kept his hand still, even though his fingers twitched just slightly he knew that he wasn't to touch, at least not yet anyway. <br><br>"I'd forgotten about our bargain" he said with a grin, his hand stopped it's arousal of his erection as she mentioned taking pictures of him. Seth found the idea of someone and especially Meg taking a series of shot while he pleasured himself to be a thrilling idea. He had in his time be observed a few times while he ran his fingers over his body,teasing and pleasing himself but never had someone openly watched him. The new thrill made him feel excited beyond description. <br><br>Not caring if he looked silly or not, Steph left the camera and walked to the grassy spot where not a minute before Meg had been laying doing exactly what he was about to do.<br>Clothed in just his boots and top he must have looked a sight with his bare arse wiggling as he walked he thought to himself, but he didn't care and somehow how it even more exciting as he lay down on the grass. <br>The ground still felt warm from Meg body when his naked skin touched it, he kept his eyes fixed firmly upon the young woman as he stretched himself out a seductively as he could.His erect shaft resting against his lower stomach, the metal running the underside of his aroused penis glinting is the sunlight. <br>"And now I'm here, what would you like me to do ?" he asked as coyly as he could.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>28-11-2007, 02:29:57</strong>
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				She paused for a moment as her fingers moved over the camera, getting used to its buttons and focus.<br><br>"Why, do whatever comes naturally."&nbsp; She snapped off an initial picture of him, full length on the grass, and then pulled her head back a bit to make sure it took the image she expected.&nbsp; She seemed quite comfortable there, standing nude, perhaps moreso because her attention was focused on the camera and how to use it.&nbsp; It was quite clear that she wasn't comfortable enough with it to do what he did, to take pictures with no thought for the mechanics and only for what he wanted to achieve.<br><br>She took another full length shot, and then fiddled with the zoom.&nbsp; "Tell me, when did you get your piercings.&nbsp; Was it for a girl?&nbsp; A girl with rings in her nipples and her ... " there was the briefest of pauses as it seemed she tried to decide what words to use in this context, "... sexiest of parts.&nbsp; A match for yours, steel and flesh for steel and flesh?"&nbsp; She took a picture close of his face, and then turned it clearly to catch a zoom of just his hand and cock, sunlight glinting on his adornments.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-12-2007, 23:23:29</strong>
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				Seth stretched out even more on the grass as he enjoyed the feeling of the sun on his face and naked body. It made a change for him to be the subject of the camera and now he found that he was quite enjoying it. While he was no where near as natural a model as Meg, he allowed himself to loose the professional photographer persona he adopted when he was behind the lens. Now he was simply a normal person and the freedom that gave him was refreshing. <br><br>Letting go of his erection for a moment,&nbsp; he lifted himself up on his elbow so that he could look at Meg. " Now those are difficult questions" he replied with a sly grin, as he spoke he moved his free hand and ran tip of his finger along his chest. Using it to trace the shadow of his muscles,&nbsp; he smiled at Meg while his hand worked it's way slowly across his chest towards an aroused and perky nipple. "It was a girl yes, my third lover who introduced me to body jewelery" he grinned as he remembered when he had slept with her that first time and saw the rings through her nipples. The enjoyment she had got from his teasing the rings had been nothing compared to how she had screamed in ecstasy when he had discovered her genital piercings.<br><br>He looked at her coyly, as if he wanted to say more but wanted Meg to pry the answers out of him. His finger ran in a small circle around his nipple perhaps in a echo to what Meg had done earlier or maybe it was how he pleasured himself when he was in private, either way he smiled at her before he pinched the aroused bud between the tips of his fingers and pulled.<br><br>"Hmmm, oh god" Seth moaned to himself as he tortured his nipple and arched his back pushing his erect shaft high into the air. Stretching his nipple as far as he possible could. He held the abused papilla out and squeezed it hard, his face glowed with the pleasure it gave him as he rolled onto his back once more and used his other hand to run his fingers along the inside of his thigh, up around his pubic crease and down to his bare testicles pulling them slightly before letting go and moving his hand again.<br><br>&nbsp;"Hmmmmmm" he moaned again, his eyes open, Seth looked at Meg from under his lashes before he once more wrapped his hand around his cock "How....much do ..you ..want to see?" he asked before closing his eyes slightly as he explored his own body, teasing, touching and torturing it as he went.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>13-12-2007, 02:44:54</strong>
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				Her eyes were caught on him, her body responding to the sensual image before him.&nbsp; It took more concentration for her, but as he started to toy with his nipple she focused in on it, the camera still on the stand.&nbsp; An image of his finger, metal, and softer flesh - then another as his fingers closed on it.<br><br>"Is that how she moved as you teased her breasts?"&nbsp; she breathed as much as said, snapping a picture as he arched, pulled back to catch his length.&nbsp; "Did you tease her with your fingers, with your tongue?&nbsp; What did it feel like for your tongue to run over metal as well as soft flesh?&nbsp; Did it mingle with her taste in your mouth?"<br><br>The camera tripod seemed to be getting in her way, so she detached the camera as he asked his question of her.&nbsp; "Show me what you look like, in that moment when everything closes to one point of feeling."&nbsp; With both hands on the camera she couldn't touch herself, but she felt a warmth all the same deep within, an arousal from watching him, taking pictures of him, talking him through this.<br><br>She half-knelt down unladylike near him, unabashedly taking a sequence of pictures of his hands fondling the proud, pierced manhood.&nbsp; At the moment she was unaware of how he might be looking at her, how her breasts swayed in their fullness with her motion, her barely hair-shadowed labia parted with her arousal and the position, pinkly wet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>15-12-2007, 15:20:21</strong>
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				Seth found it hard to concentrate enough to speak while his hands roamed over his body. His hand upon his shaft moved up towards the tip, the metal bars rubbing against the nerves inside sending shivers of delight through out his body, the spheres on each end tickling his palm slightly as they passed over the skin. <br>"Hmmmm, ooooohh yes, she bucked and writhed...urrrrrrhhh as I teased them pulling...ohhhh the rings...." he closed his eyes once more as he moved his hand down again, holding his shaft tighter pulling his foreskin down exposing more of the head than before pulling the top most frenum down. <br><br>Seth's eyes flicked with pleasure at the feelings he was giving himself, his nipples angry and erect , his finger pinching one hard stretching it twisting slightly. The pain of his self abuse making him even more aroused. When Meg asked him to describe how his lover had tasted Seth automatically licked his lips at the memory. The musky moistness had been exquisite , he had spent an age licking and tasting her juices, almost drinking the lubricant as his stimulation caused her to produce more.<br><br>" She tasted wonderful, an exquisite mix of metal...ohhhhh god,,,fuck.....uurrrghhhh...and her" he paused for a second holding back the tension that was rapidly building with in his loins the urge to cum was building to a crescendo but he wasn't ready yet, not yet " and so..hmmmm..so tight...when I fucked her...with..my fingers...her cries of pleasure....when...she rode..my hand..... He wanted this experience to last as possible. he wanted to watch Meg as she saw him orgasm, he needed to see her expression as she saw his seed spill from him in that marvellous moment of release.<br><br>Opening his eyes once more Seth was greeted by the sight of her crouched in front of him, almost within touching distance, his eyes drifted over her body the visual stimuli threatened to send him over the edge, his heart raced as he saw the pink wet lips of her sex, the opening seemed to almost greet him, urge him to touch it, slide his fingers inside and explore her velveteen walls.<br><br>"OH god Meg" he moaned "You look soooo...ooohhhhhh" Seth bucked his hips once again his whole body arched as finally the release he wanted, needed, craved came.&nbsp; Biting his lips to stop himself from spoiling the moment Seth let a thing stream of cum shoot from his cock. The creamy semen landed upon his belly, holding back the fullness of his orgasm Seth moaned louder. the remains of his cum stuck to his fingers&nbsp; as he masturbated for the enjoyment of the woman in front of him. His own fluids providing lubricant allowing his hand to speed up as he writhed upon the ground "Ohhh fuck Meg, I'm close...soooo close"<br><br>Seth smiled weakly at her, his eyes bright with desire as he urged her to capture the moment with the camera so he could view it later when they were back at the hotel perhaps having a private meal together.Looking down at himself, he smiled his whole shaft glistened with his juice, the slickness made him moan with ecstasy again as he felt the tension build almost beyond endurance.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 21:48:19</strong>
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				Warmth and arousal was filling her as she watched him, but it had some thrillingly detached nature that she wasn't used to.&nbsp; Just watching him do this was a exciting her in a way different that sex, or masturbation, or exhibitionism.&nbsp; She moved around, getting an angle to get both his hands on his cock and his face.&nbsp; One shot would keep the focus on his pleasure-contorted face, the next would focus on the shining metal-pierced flesh.<br><br>"Let it go, Seth, let me see it go" she said quietly.&nbsp; She thought she might have caught him in mid spurt with one shot, but she wasn't sure.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>18-12-2007, 10:25:06</strong>
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				Megs words of encouragement was all that Seth need to hear. The fact she wanted to see him cum, wanted to watch as he released and capture his orgasm on camera was more than arousing for him.<br><br>"Ohhh god" He moaned quietly as his hand moved up and down his shaft pulling the skin around the base of his glans taut as he arched his back, moving his erection to near vertical. The added pressure on the base of his shaft sending shivers down his back making him moan in delight as the tension in his loins built. The fire in his stomach, the tightening of muscles as his body readied it's self to expel the thick white liquid made him shudder. Every nerve seemed aflame as the crest of his orgasm approached. Briefly Seth opened his eyes, moving his head a little he could see the pinkness and moisture of her sex as she crouched in front of him, the luxuriant silken walls of her woman hood were so close he could almost smell her arousal, the scent of her was enough to send him over the edge.<br><br>"OHHHHHHHHH FFUCKKKK" was all he could say as his back arched again, his eyes closed and a smile of sheer pleasure crossed his face when the first gush of cum poured from his shaft. His cock twitched with each release of the creamy cum. the first release landed on his stomach landing in a think globule, the next waves of orgasm flowed form the head of his erection and ran down his shaft dripping over his hands and fingers each thick riverlit of his seed dripping down onto the base of his manhood and made his crotch slick with his one juices.<br><br>Finally his orgasm subsided, the twitches of pleasure from his erection slowed until gradually his orgasm came to an end, with a long sigh of contentment Seth let his hips come to rest on the ground once more, He opened his eyes again and smiled contented at Meg, the tiny beads of perspiration on his brow ran down his face. "My god...that ....wow..Meg" was all he could say.<br><br>With a grin Seth slowed his hand and moved it away from his erection as it regrettably began to soften. The small after twitches lessened as his breathing returned to normal. With a sigh, Seth rolled over onto his side and looked directly at Meg, slowly bringing his cum covered fingers up to his mouth and he started to lick them clean. Moaning quietly as he sucked them, licked and lapped while he savoured the taste of his own juices.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>30-12-2007, 05:03:39</strong>
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				As he came to the point of no return she switched to shots of his face, each frame that of that unthinking pleasure and abandon.&nbsp; She found she wasn't interested in seeing that spurting final expression of the body, despite the interesting piercings and occasional wandering thoughts of what they might feel like inside of her.&nbsp; His mouth open as the first pulse came, the tightening of the eyes, the relaxation.&nbsp; It struck her that she had more attention to his orgasm than she probably had to any other man's, since she wasn't distracted by being the other side of the intimate encounter.&nbsp; Did he feel in those brief instants like she did with her multiple orgasms, but his compressed into that brief time as each pulse came?&nbsp; She found she wanted to ask, to compare notes, with this relative stranger with whom she was already intimately exposed.<br><br>She kept taking shots all the way through and including his licks on his own juices.&nbsp; She hadn't known a man to do that though many woman might, or was it that she was used to that mostly through her own lesbian encounters.&nbsp; Did that mean he might be interested in the same sex as well?&nbsp; She found she wanted to know more about Seth with each new curious thought.<br><br>And all the while she remained unconscious of her own state, how she was exposed to him, how the grime of the hiking looked on her skin, how her unshaved legs and sex might look.&nbsp; She had for a moment become a bit selfless in using the camera, until the moment came to an end and she lower it down away from her eyes.<br><br>She smiled at him, her eyes softer than the dancing mischief of before, and set the camera down.&nbsp; She stretched out on the grass on her side, not quite alongside him, but just within the reach of an outstretched arm.&nbsp; She didn't say anything, but just smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>09-01-2008, 02:26:05</strong>
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				Watching her as she moved Seth smiled, his eyes briefly flicked to look as her exposed lower lips the short stubbly hair of three days growth intrigued him. He wondered how it would feel to brush his fingers across it, slide his tongue along the short hair, taste her deep inside. His daydream played across his face for but a moment until he pulled his eyes away and watched her lay down next to him.<br><br>Separated by a few feet of open ground, Seth looked at Meg, his eyes bright with satisfaction,they were not lovers, they hadn't even touched each other except to shake hands when they first met but now Seth felt as if they knew each other more intimately than most couple. Each knew exactly how they pleasured them selves they both had a unique view of how they liked to be touched, how their bodies reacted to the teasing and pleasure they gave themselves.<br><br>Slowly the photographer slide his fingers from between his lips, the slickness of his orgasm replaced by saliva. Tiny beads of sweat hung suspended on his brow, his naked body glistened with the physical exertion of&nbsp; his release. Every inch of his body felt relaxed, the tensions had been driven away in the most exquisite way possible and now he lay next to this woman. A complete stranger until a few minutes ago.<br><br>Adjusting his position, Seth rested his head in the crook of her arm he mischievous eyes looked at Meg for a long time before finally he broke the silence. "I think I might need a shower when I get back to my room" he chuckled as he spoke. It was a lame thing to say and he knew it. But his body was so relaxed, his mind so empty of anything excpet Meg that he couldn't think of anything else to say.<br><br>Chuckling away Seth lifted his head up and rolled onto his front, inadvertently bringing his body closer to hers "I'm sorry Meg, that must have sounded stupid" with a theatrical groan he put his head into the grass and shouted out to no one except the world "God I am such a CLUTS, when it comes to beautiful women"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>24-01-2008, 00:47:42</strong>
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				Meg laughed good-naturedly.&nbsp; "Or perhaps just honest."&nbsp; She stretched her arms over her head, back arching just a bit, pushing her bust slightly up towards the sky.&nbsp; "When people are relaxed enough they say they darnedest things... but usually true."<br><br>She pulled the stretch back in to her body, crunched and rolled to crouch on her feet with a fair amount of grace for a girl her size.&nbsp; "I know that I could use a bath."&nbsp; She winked at him.<br><br>"How about we head on in to town and put our stuff away."&nbsp; She stood, glancing to her clothes, and then down the slope towards the parking area and the town in the far distance.&nbsp; "With a few more stitches back on."<br><br>"Did you say you were at the O'Connor's too?&nbsp; I'd like to make sure I can buy you a drink in return for your last night in the land of great stouts."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>07-02-2008, 01:18:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lifting his head from the ground Seth ignored the bits of grass stuck to his forehead, his attention was taken by her movements, he couldn't help but smile at just how perfectly beautiful she looked stretching out, bringing her breasts up, pointing those wonderful mounds at the sky as if she was challenging the Angels themselves to deny that they were the most sensual and perfectly shaped breasts this side of heaven.<br><br>With a deep resonating laugh at her comments the photographer had to nod in agreement, "A philosophy I can agree with Meg" he replied as he stood up after her, The sun felt wonderful on his naked body the sea breeze rising from the cliff edge was warm and caressed his skin causing goose bumps to rise on his flesh, his nipples hardened in response to the light wind.<br><br>"Yep, I was told it was the best Inn in Ireland and I don't think I was misled one bit, a drink sounds just the job and even better with a sexy woman to share a pint with"<br><br>Chuckling he bent down to retrieve his shirt that lay on the ground next to him, looking at her over his shoulder he winked suggestively&nbsp; "A gentleman would offer the use of his bathroom after such a sensual and seductive show" his chuckle turned to a grin as he stood and began to slip the shirt over his head " I on the other hand being environmentally concious will suggest we save water and share a shower"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>14-02-2008, 00:56:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs at his invitation as she bends to retrieve the cast off grey panties, her side to him as she did so, her breasts swaying with natural fullness with the motion.&nbsp; The laugh is simple and honest, and in itself doesn't seem to either reject nor accept his proposal.&nbsp; Her mind easily fills with the thought of them in a shower, and how that would invite (if not demand) them to touch, to stroke, and then to what else?&nbsp; Her heart beat at that, but she had her own play to make.<br><br>"Oh, I don't know that a shower for two would use that much less water.&nbsp; Besides, I'm looking forward to a long soak in the tub that's promised to be in my room."&nbsp; She looks at him and there is a mock-sad look on her face&nbsp; "And I do need room to do some shaving."&nbsp; She runs a pair of fingers over her stubbled mound, and then pulls the panties up.<br><br>But then there is that twinkle of mischief in her eyes again.&nbsp; "But then again, if your room doesn't have such a nice tub, it would be positively unladylike for me not to offer you a turn in mine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shared Paths in the Old World</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>21-02-2008, 02:57:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The photographers eyes followed her every movement as she bent down, watched each muscle shift as she picked up her discarded underwear. The sway of her breasts caused fresh stirring, stirrings he had to hold in check. It would do him know good to get over excited or aroused by the sight of her in such a provocative position. Not yet at least.<br><br>His breathing slightly more laboured, the fine sheen of sweat still upon his brow and chest from his exhibitionism moments before, trying his best to re-dress himself as he watched Meg slip her panties on over her full hips, the young man paused as her finger played along the edge of that silken passage he wanted to explore himself, the soft folds invitingly pink still from her arousal. <br><br>Catching his breath as the centre of his attention was hidden from his view once more, the young man wondered if she knew just how teasingly erotic she was being, he was certain she did, after all she had proved just how good she was at it when she had posed for him.<br><br>With a smile at her words, Seth drew his shorts up over his still semi aroused member and glanced over at her " That is an offer I would be a fool to turn down" he relied with a glint of mischief in his own eyes. Walking over to where he had left his boots the photographer sat down on the grass the slip them on.<br><br>Only inches away from the results of his masturbation he glanced down at the small pool of cum and chuckled. Looking up at Meg again he grinned slyly "You'd have to promise not to peek though, I'm in need of some personal grooming myself"<br>
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