I hesitated at the threshhold. Jason looked at me a bit amused, a touch quizzical. He knew it was my first time walking into a sex shop. He gave me the tiniest nudge on my elbow, and I stepped through the door.
Once inside, he led me over to the magazine rack and pointed to about five different porn magazines. "These are the softcore ones," he explained, then beckoned to another four or five, "and these are a step up and have couples in them." Then he gestured to whole section. "These are all the hardcore porno mags," and my eyes almost popped out of my head at the pictures on the covers. Speechless, I just shook my head at those and quickly averted my eyes to the second set of pornos he pointed out.
One in particular caught my eye, with a guy on the cover with one arm wrapped around a brunette girl's waist and the other one cupping her tit to his mouth. I picked it up and began to nervously thumb through it, glancing at the three other patrons in the store who were much more interested in the merchandise than a nervous eighteen year old girl-woman. The photo spreads inside were every bit as erotic as the picture on the cover, so I announced, "This one."
I continued to look through my chosen porn magazine as Jason drove us back to our new apartment. I started off reading the letters to the editor and as Jason noted it he remarked, "You're sexy enough to be in this magazine. Shall I get the camera?"
Between the erotic pictures, the letters all talking about how sexy the photos were, and Jason's question about a camera, I could feel a warm tingle in my crotch as my pussy started to heat up. This really was turning me on! I managed to tear my eyes away from the magazine to see he wasn't just teasing me. I was surpised to hear how enthusiastic my voice was when I replied, "Sure!"
We went up to our bedroom, with Jason stopping only long enough to grab the camera off the desk. I still had that porn mag open to a particularly erotic and sexy photo shoot of the couple on the cover. By this time my nipples had hardened and I could feel that my pussy was wet. Jason motioned me to the bed, then grabbed the chair and straddled it backwards as he turned the camera on. He didn't have to urge me to keep looking at the porno, as I was captivated by the sexual chemistry of the couple in the pictures. This was truly sexy stuff! Almost without realizing it, my hand went up my sweater and began fondling my pert, hard, erect nipples.
The second time the camera's flash went off was when I registered that Jason was indeed taking pictures of my reactions to my very first porno magazine. I began to grin, at first sheepishly then quickly devilishly, and peeled my sweater off. Jason snapped pics with a hungry look on his face, a sexy look I had come to know quite well. The flash slowed down as I fiddled with getting my bra off, and as I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans I realized why: Jason was undoing his pants and pulling his nice meaty cock out and stroking it.
I couldn't help but giggle at his attempt to both work the camera and his cock at the same time. "Shall I help with one of those?" I asked mischieviously. He shook his head, "No, I'll manage. You keep doing what you're doing! Please, don't stop now." Glancing down at the magazine, I slid my jeans down my hips, truly enjoying myself now. Then I lay on my back and kicked them off, feeling a wild reckless abandon with wanting to imitate the couple in the porn photos. I mentioned this to Jason.
With that one somewhat innocent comment, the camera quickly quit flashing. Jason almost ripped his shirt off, and dropped his pants so fast it was almost as if his clothing had simply disappeared. His breath was ragged and his cock was bobbing on its own, betraying his sexual excitement.
"Here, let me help you," he said, wrapping his arm around my waist. His other hand came up and caressed my breast, sending erotic tingles throughout my whole chest so strong I gasped. It was just like the cover on the porn magazine!
Between a gasp and a chuckle, I pointed down at the still open porno. "Let's work on this next..."
Jason moaned low and sexy deep in the back of his throat, almost like a lion's purr. "In a few minutes," he mumbled around my tit, "I am working on this for a little more." His tongue swirled around my nipple, tracing the dark circle around it, teeth lightly brushing the very tip as it rose up with every gasping breath I took. With a happy wimper I realized he intended to be as thorough with this as he was with everything else.
I could barely contain my excitement, thinking of the next stage of this highly erotic sex episode!
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