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The close up was now all boobs and
juicy-looking nipples.

Jess had to admit that her body was amazing -
and her tits did look good, gravity-defying as they were!

Next came a new addition to the beach - a hot
guy, with tiny speedos and a six-pack.

He was running just as energetically from the
other direction - close up on his cock bobbing around in his
trunks.

Jess grinned at Max, who lifted the duvet to
flash his own cock straining against the material of his
trunks.

"It's working for you, then?" she asked.

Max nodded, but quickly turned his attention
back to the screen.

Hot girl of Summer and hot boy of Summer
collided in the surf and fell to the floor, far enough up the
beach, magically, that the water didn't cover any of their rude
bits!

Jess was smiling to herself but Max was
transfixed.

Extreme close up on hot boy's mouth on hot
girl's tit, tongue on her nipple, then her mouth open in
ecstasy.

The few clothes they were wearing were ripped
off with much drama and then there were close ups of naked skin -
her shaved pussy, his enormous cock. His pubic hair definitely
trimmed, her legs open and her juice glistening.

Hot cocks and pussies of summer indeed!

Then he was licking her out, lots of close up
action and panning up to catch her orgasmic face.

Then she was sucking his cock - him holding
her in place, hands in her long hair.

Then they were fucking.

Jess watched Max almost as much as she
watched the film.

His eyes were glazed and his mouth was
slightly open. Men were more visual creatures, she knew - but right
now she might as well be invisible.

She knew if she climbed on top of him, he'd
keep watching the film over her shoulder.

Oh, now hot girl was on all fours and he was
- graphically - shagging her up the arse. Jess actually flinched -
it looked a bit painful, but Max's eyes were still glued to the
screen - and this was only the first scene.

Now she was lying on the beach again and hot
boy was coming all over hot girl's tits, while she rubbed the sperm
into her skin like it was the world's most expensive
moisturiser.

Jess bit her lip - the skin and the flesh was
hot, she wouldn't deny that, and the kissing and the oral sex had
made her feel horny - but she thought the rest was a bit
far-fetched. God help some poor old grandma hoping to take her dogs
for a little dip in the sea and coming across this!

Max finally blinked and turned to Jess - just
as the next scenario started - girl in an empty restaurant, licking
suggestively on a cocktail straw, buff half-dressed waiter coming
to give her a refill...

"Climb on top of me," Max said, eyes flicking
between Jess and the screen.

Jess grinned - this was the point of it all,
after all.

She pulled down his trunks, pulled her tits
out of her bra, and pushed her lacy panties to one side.

She climbed onto him, feeling his hard cock
fill her up - and there was no denying that she was wet - that she
was ready for him.

She started grinding her clit down on him,
feeling her nipples brush against his skin.

Max started thrusting upwards, maybe in time
to the rhythm of the screen sex and she was quick to reach an
intense orgasm as he shot his load inside her - not all over her
tits!

Jess woke up mid-morning, sprawled over the
whole of the bed and happy to sleep for longer.

She didn't, though; she got up and looked at
the list.

Number four today.

Take pictures. There was a little P.S with
this one. It said she could take pictures of her bits and send them
to Max, and he could do the same, or they could take photos of each
other. The name to ring was Jo.

Jess wasn't sure she really needed to meet
with her, but she supposed she could talk to her.

Jo answered after the first ring.

"Hello, Jo?" Jess asked.

"Speaking."

"Hi, this is Jess, ringing from Fresh Vibe
magazine."

"Oh, right, hi. Just hang on, let me turn the
TV down. I'm watching Jeremy Kyle."

Jess smiled.

"Right, I'm back."

"Great. Um, I know you spoke to one of our
researchers about sexy pictures? I just wondered - if you don't
mind - could you give me a bit more info, really. What you do, why,
if it works..." Jess trailed off. Awkward!

"Ooh, right, okay. Well, about three years
ago, I was going out with this guy called Dave. He was a bit of a
lad and one day he sent me some pics, on my phone, of his dick. The
first one it was all limp, like, and in the second one, it was
hard. And he'd written something like 'this is what you do to me'!
It was hysterical. So I sent him one of my boobs, like, in a lacy
bra, saying something like 'can't wait for you to see these' and
then I poked out a nipple and sent him that, saying 'can't wait for
you to lick this'."

Jess was doodling on her notepad, thinking of
Max in work, in some serious meeting, or in court, and imagining
the shock he would get if she sent him a picture of her nipple. She
was grinning just thinking about it.

Jo was still talking: "So then he sent me a
pic of his chest saying 'need your hot lips on me', then I sent him
a pic of my down-there saying, 'want you inside me'. Then he sent
one back saying 'show me', so I sent one with my legs open. Oh god,
I sound like a right slapper, don't I?"

Jess laughed. "Not at all - it sounds great.
A really good idea to get you in the mood, I think."

"Yeah - exactly. We were just getting really
filthy and by the time he came home, he barely got through the door
and we were shagging on the bottom of the stairs. I'm not with him
anymore, but every now and then I send my boyfriend a cheeky pic
and it really does work. It's so cheeky and a bit dirty. And you'd
just die if the wrong person saw it, so it feels a bit dangerous
too. It's the anticipation of it - it's foreplay before you're even
together. I think it's great. I think all Fresh Vibe readers should
try it. Honest!"

"Thanks, Jo. It sounds like a really good way
of keeping things fresh and sexy!"

"Ah, thanks!"

Jess hung up and then sat on her bed with her
phone.

How was this going to work? She didn't want
Max opening a text in front of one of his colleagues and them
accidentally getting an eyeful!

She sent him a text.

Warning: Number four on the list. Next text will be
saucy. Read alone.

As usual, her text was straight to the point.
She didn't like to dilly-dally with texts. No sideways smiley faces
for her! Just say what you needed to, but without all the text
speak - she hated that too.

While she waited for an answer, she slipped
off her top and got the camera ready on her phone.

Mm, off-white bra anyone? She needed to
change that for a sexier one. She rooted through her drawers until
she found a lacy aubergine-coloured one.

She changed into it quickly, then picked up
her phone. At least she could preview the picture before she sent
it.

Time to get the boyfriend horny.

Hopefully.

She leant forward and held her arms so that
her cleavage looked a bit bigger and then took the picture.

Not bad.

She added a message.

Can't wait for you to rip this off me and suck my
nipples.

She pressed send.

And then panicked. Had she definitely sent it
to Max? Her friend was in her phone under 'Manda' and her mother
under 'Mammy', both pretty close to Max. She would not want this
getting into the wrong hands.

How embarrassing!

She relaxed when she saw that she had sent it
to Max.

Within a minute, her phone beeped.

It was Max.

Wow. Can't wait. Am in court. Send me more

Jess grinned. She quite liked the idea of Max
seeing these pictures while he was in court. With the judge being
all judgy and the other solicitors being all formal... and he was
looking at sexy pictures on his phone. She hoped she'd made him a
little bit stiff.

She needed to send another one.

She decided on the same pose, but without her
bra. She had good boobs!

And another one!

She sent it to him and then laughed,
imagining his face, and this time almost praying that he'd get a
hard on.

Within seconds, she had a reply.

What are you trying to do to me? Judge is wondering
why I'm blushing.

Ha! Jess burst out laughing. She couldn't
believe how much she was enjoying this. She wanted to send him
another one - but was running out of places to photograph without
things getting too raunchy.

She was feeling sexy and wanton.

She slipped off her trousers and changed her
knickers for a nicer pair.

Using the mirror and cocking her hips this
way and that, she finally got a back view she was happy with.

Bare back, soft skin and lacy undies that
would have matched her bra, was she still wearing it.

She quickly sent it before she changed her
mind.

Max's reply was quick.

Fuck me. More?

Jess laughed again.

Knickers off?

She peeled them off and took the same shot
again - this time with a bare backside. She was feeling so turned
on now, and was gutted that she would have to wait so long for Max
to get home. She might have to remedy that by herself.

You're killing me.

Jess grinned. She could imagine how hard this
was for Max - no pun intended.

She hesitated slightly though. Although she
was feeling horny and enjoying imagining how uncomfortable this was
for Max - seeing her pictures but unable to do anything about it -
the next step was a front view.

She decided to do it with knickers on first -
that wasn't too revealing.

She pulled her lacy undies back on and took
the snap in the mirror.

She pressed send and waited for the reply.
She pulled her knickers back off.

Did she dare?

Dribbling

Jess grinned. She was feeling sexy and saucy
and knew she needed the next shot.

The pussy shot.

She grabbed her phone before she changed her
mind and took one with her legs closed, showing the whole of her
body, but as demure as she could make it.

She thought she looked good.

Before she could change her mind, she pressed
send.

What next?

She was aching for Max to be here, to fuck
her.

Should she play with herself and send Max the
results?

Was that too much?

She was feeling like she could.

Think I just came

That was her answer.

She could just imagine how hot and horny Max
would be when he got home, how ready to strip her and fuck her he
would be.

She couldn't wait though. She needed
release.

She lay on the bed with her phone and took a
close-up of her pussy - still with her legs closed.

Before she could change her mind about that
one, she pressed send.

Before waiting for Max's reply, she took
another one.

This time with her legs open.

Again, before she could put her sensible head
on, she pressed send.

Finally, she held her phone in one hand and
started touching herself with the other one.

She was so close to coming that it didn't
take her long. She rubbed at her clit, surprised by how wet she
was.

As she was coming, she manoeuvred the phone
round and took a picture of her wet pussy, with her fingers
inside.

Send.

F. U. C. K

Max's reply, when it came - just after she
came - said it all, and even though she was feeling a little bit
bashful, Jess also felt strangely empowered.

How hot was she?

Will return the favour this afternoon

Jess grinned. That, she couldn't wait to see.
Plus she wouldn't feel so exposed, knowing that she had pictures of
Max too. Not that she didn't trust one hundred percent that he
wouldn't show anyone - she would never have sent them
otherwise.

After showering and getting dressed, Jess
decided to get a head start on today's blog - after all, she'd done
a lot of the leg work.

.

Later on in the afternoon, her phone
beeped.

It was a text from Max.

Cautiously, she opened it.

Warning: Number four on the list. Next text will be
saucy. Read alone.

She smiled; that was exactly what she'd text
him this morning.

The first shot was of him with his tie
loosened and his shirt opened - a cheeky grin on his face.

Nice.

The second shot was him in his trunk-style
pants, the bulge evident.

Hot stuff!

The third shot was a back view of Max in the
mirror, trunks off. Arse looking good. Thankfully, he had his own
toilet off his office.

What a backside. Can't wait for you to fuck me.

Fourth shot was a full-frontal, stiff cock,
one hand holding it, eyebrow raised suggestively.

Jess laughed.

Fuck me now!

The last shot came over an hour later, as she
was getting their food ready and waiting for his arrival home.

It was a close-up of his cock, with a gush of
sperm shooting out of the end. How he'd managed to get the timing
right on that, she would never know!

Within seconds of her receiving it, she heard
the front door open.

She didn't want to feel like she was being
too influenced by Jo's mention of hallway-sex, but she was
desperate to see him.

She went into the hall.

She could see from the look on Max's face
that he was feeling the same way.

She ran to him and he dropped his things on
the floor.

They kissed, almost knocking heads; they were
so desperate for each other.