Sue and Me Pt. 04

Sue called me and asked me to come over to take pictures of her and her new car.

"Sure," I said, "but I get to take some pictures of you and the bike."

She agreed, so I packed my camera into a backpack and rode over there on my motorcycle.

When I knocked on the door, she opened it wearing yoga pants and a long, baggy T-shirt. She looked like she'd maybe lost a little weight, but that could just be the pants. Sitting in her living room, I waved her over, and when she came to me, I pulled her yoga pants down. She wasn't wearing panties, but the pants had indeed been making her look thinner. She looked over at the window as she put her hand on my shoulder and stepped out of them.

"So," I said, "what did you have in mind?"

"I'd like some pictures of me and the car, with me in my Daisy Dukes."

"OK. Here, or somewhere with a better background?"

We agreed to go to a local park, where it's quiet, but there's trees and stuff that'd work well. I asked her what she was going to wear other than the shorts.

"I don't know," she said, "let's pick something".

She peeled off her shirt as she walked towards the bedroom. I grabbed my camera and followed her, and as she started to sort through her lingerie drawer, I reached out and started to play with her tits.

"Focus," she said, so I sat and picked out things to have her model for me.

She started off with red lacy boy shorts and a red and black bra, and I took a couple of pictures of her in those as she posed for me. She didn't want me taking pictures of her naked, so I let her get undressed. She put on some purple thong thing, and I snapped away as she posed for me, topless. Next she was in a little white thong and a nightie, and I snapped a couple of pictures - I said I'd like just the thong, and she'd pointed out that she'd have to shave a little to wear it.

"I'm not in a hurry", I said, and she sighed and headed off to the shower, leaving me to pick out a black lacy body, a white pushup bra, red panties and a red bustier. That should do.

I went into the bathroom, pulled the shower curtain back and watched her shaving the top of her pubic hair.

"You might as well get it all," I said.

"I didn't intend showing that much skin," she said.

"You never do," I joked, and watched as she put one leg on the edge of the tub so she could shave her labia.

"Leave me to this, will you? I don't want to cut myself," she said, so I left her to it.

When she came out, I twirled my fingers around, so she twirled to let me look at her, then she put on the black body, going to a drawer and pulling out her smallest jean shorts, and another to pull out a Guns 'N Roses T-shirt. She then went back into the bathroom to do her hair and make-up - luckily this didn't take too long. She grabbed some white sneakers and put on some black high heels, and we left the house, passing one of her neighbors who did a double take when he saw her.

I gave her my backpack, put my helmet and gloves on and fired up the bike, heading for the park, where I parked in a shady area. When she pulled up in the car behind me, I pointed her to park a little way away from the shrubbery. She looked at me quizzically as she got out of the car.

"Depth of field," I said, "this way the background will be out of focus".

I took a quick walk around the car to make sure it was all clean, and picked up my camera. I stepped back a little way so I could use a slight telephoto lens.

"Go for it," I said.

She started off with a few poses around the car, butt stuck out, tits stuck out, head tilted nonsense. I showed her the pictures on the camera's little screen, and we redid a few of them. Now it was my turn. I had her move her car out of the shot, and pushed my motorcycle over, and moved my gear from draped over it to the car out of the way.

We started off with her in her shorts and T-shirt, wearing my boots sitting on the bike, and then standing in front of it. I told her to lose the shirt, and took that over to the car. Boots, black body (that you could just about make out her nipples through) and shorts... click, click, click.

"OK, heels," I said, and she swapped my boots for her heels. Heels, black body, shorts... click, click, click.

I had her remove the shorts, and took pictures of her in her body and heels, sitting on the bike, bending sharply at the waist, crouched down next to it and standing in front.

"OK, wardrobe change," I said.

We walked over to the car, and I picked up the red ensemble. Sue looked around, and standing behind the car door took off her shoes and the body, then took the panties from me. Having put those and her shoes back on, she took the bustier and put that on too. We walked back over to the bike, and took a few glamour shots around it.

I had her sitting on the bike when I told her to take the bustier off. She looked around nervously, and did, and I took it from her and put it back in the car. Now she was sitting on the bike in just her panties and heels.

I'd taken a few pictures when a car pulled in to the park, and a couple got out. Sue crushed herself flat onto the tank of the bike hiding her tits, and looked at me panicked. I shrugged, and waited to see what happened.

The couple came over, and the guy made a few crude comments and his wife elbowed him in the ribs and said "you look lovely."

I told Sue to sit up and put her hands behind her head, while pointing the camera at her. She didn't want to move.

"Go on, I'll be nice," said the guy, "and maybe Sandra'll join in."

Sandra elbowed him in the ribs again, but to my surprise, Sue sat up, with her hands on the tank. Her arms pushed her tits together, accentuating her cleavage, but you could see her pointy little nipples. Click, click, click went the camera. She smiled, and put her hands behind her head, and I took more pictures while the guy clapped.

"Come on, let's leave them to it," said Sandra, and dragged him off towards one of the trails.

"Oh my god," said Sue, "I thought I was going to die."

"But you didn't," I said. "Stand in front of the bike, will you?" I arranged her so she was pulling down her panties, but was just short of showing her slit, and took a couple of shots. She still didn't want me taking pictures of her pussy.

"OK, wardrobe change," I said.

"But they could come back at any time," she said.

"You'd better be quick then," I replied. "Give me the panties."

She took her shoes and panties off, and handed them to me, then scurried over to the car and opened the door. I got a couple of pictures of her naked from behind as she did, but didn't say anything. Over at the car, she put on the tiny white thong, and the push-up bra. I gave her the white sneakers, as the black heels looked a little jarring, and we headed back to the bike. I had her stand behind it, and took a couple of pictures.

"That bra makes your tits look enormous," I said.

I did a couple more glamour shots, on and off the bike, and then asked for the bra. She took it off and gave it to me, and I went and put it in the car with the rest of her clothes. I took pictures of her topless all around the bike, and the car, in all manner of positions. I was hoping that Sandra and her husband would come back, but there was no sign of them.

I told Sue to take off her thong, but she said no, she didn't want to pose naked. She went over to the car and opened the door and sat down, taking her sneakers off and putting her feet in the car. I turned the camera off and put it down on the seat next to her. I gave her a kiss, and tweaked her nipples and told her she'd done great.

After a minute or so, she took a deep breath and lifted herself up enough to take the thong off, and pulled me closer to her. She undid my jeans, and pulled my rock hard dick out. She kissed the end, and stroked her hand up and down it. She picked up the camera and handed it to me, then went down on me. I turned the camera on and took a couple of pictures of her from above, with my dick in her mouth. I got some down her front, showing her tits and slit. I held the camera out to the side and took a few pictures, not knowing what they'd look like, and shot a short video, the whole time she was sucking and sucking and sucking. After a while, she stopped sucking, and kneeled up on the seat, contorted herself into an uncomfortable looking position to put my dick between her tits and tit-fuck me for a while. I kept taking pictures.

Eventually I put the camera down, took her by the hand and led her to the front of the car where I bent her over the hood and took her from behind. She made a fair amount of noise as she came, and we were just getting cleaned up when Sandra and her husband arrived. Sue ran round and ducked down behind the door, getting into the car and shutting the door behind her. Sandra's clothing looked a little disheveled, so I don't think we were the only ones having fun in the sun this afternoon.

Sue had pulled her T-shirt on, and I asked her to get out and say "hi". Sandra and her husband came over and said about how we'd got them all hot and bothered, and they'd stopped for a "little cuddle", as they put it. Sue got out, and they saw her butt as she did, so they were probably aware that she wasn't wearing any underwear.

"Show them your tits," said Sandra's husband to her, and she giggled.

And then undid her blouse and pulled it open, showing us her bra-encased tits. Her husband reached over and pulled her bra up, so her tits popped out - she had big, brown nipples on her smaller tits, and they were pretty hard.

"Show them your tits," I said to Sue, and she looked around, holding her T-shirt down in front of her.

I could tell she was really nervous, and she shook her head.

"Thanks though," said Sandra's husband, and they walked over to their car as Sandra dressed herself again.

They drove slowly past us, with Sandra on our side. As they were alongside us, Sue whipped her T-shirt off and waved it at them. Sandra's face brightened up and she waved back enthusiastically, and I thought her husband was going to crash the car. Sue hopped back into the car and shut the door, dropping the seat back down below window height.

Staying out of sight, she got dressed in the red panties, shorts and T-shirt and sneakers, then got out of the car. Her T-shirt wasn't tucked in, so I put my hands up her top and played with her tits as we kissed for a while, then headed our separate ways home.

I bet her neighbor was still sitting outside just to get a look at her when she got home.