A Fantasy Come True

This story comes from a pictorial I saw several years ago which featured Lisa Lipps.  It was a very hot set, one that was taken when she was in her "platinum blonde" stage and before she went on her physical fitness/goth kick which has transformed her from a full-bodied, busty, extremely sexy vixen into a black-haired toothpick with two basketballs on it.  Lisa had always been one of my two top favorite porn stars, and I'll always remember her the way I've depicted her in this little fantasy of mine.

Every man has a fantasy, and only a very lucky few ever get to live them out.  Well, I’m one of those lucky few, and this is how it happened.

One of my long-time friends is a professional photographer who does free-lance work for several men’s magazines that feature extremely large-busted women.  Ron and I have had several conversations about his work in which I’ve told him how much I envy his opportunities to not only see but photograph some of the most beautiful and spectacularly endowed women in the world in nothing but their birthday suits.  He’s one lucky son of a bitch, and I’ve told him so.  On this occasion he had a girl-boy shoot scheduled with one of my favorite big-bust models, Lisa Lipps, when he got a call from the male model the morning of the shoot.  The model called to tell him that he’d taken a fall and had broken his leg the previous day, and was not going to be able to make the shoot.  Ron was between a rock and a hard place, knowing that models are booked for photo shoots weeks and sometimes months in advance, and thought that he was going to have to re-schedule or, worse yet, cancel the shoot.  He didn’t want to do this because Lisa wasn’t going to be available for another four months, which meant a missed deadline for the magazine and lost revenue for him.

Then he thought of a quick solution to his problem.  He called me and asked me if I wanted to stand in for the male model.  Needless to say I jumped at the chance, especially when I heard who the female model was!  Ron laughed at my eagerness and told me when I needed to be at the studio.  I asked him what I should wear and he told me that my street clothes would be fine, but not to wear any under shorts.

“No under shorts?  How come?” I asked.

“The elastic bands leave marks on your skin that take about an hour to go away, and that can delay the shoot,” he explained.  “Besides, it’d be just one more piece of clothing to have to take off.  Oh, and also, shave your balls.  It’s a soft-core shoot, but your balls will be in several of the final shots and need to be shaven smooth.  A pair of hairy balls isn’t very photogenic!  Just be careful when you shave them and don’t cut yourself; that’d be one more thing to have to avoid photographing.”

“Well, that’s no problem because I already shave down there,” I replied.  “There’s a lot more to this modeling stuff than I thought!  Is there anything else I need to know before I show up?”

“Just the basics,” Ron said.  “Make sure you shower right before you get here, use deodorant, brush your teeth, and shave your face, too.  You’d be surprised how many male models don’t pay attention to the basics, and that can really fuck up a shoot.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Really,” Ron replied.  “I’ve had female models walk off the shoot because the male model wasn’t clean.  The last time that happened it took me a week to convince the female model to re-schedule the shoot with a different male model.”

I was nervous about the shoot right away, of course.  After all, how often is it that you get to meet one of the subjects of some of your most erotic fantasies?  All I could think of was I hoped she liked the way I look – I go to the gym and work out regularly, and am very proud of my physique.  I’m no slacker in the male equipment department, either – I’m no John Holmes, but I’m a lot bigger than average.  Ron told me not to worry about it, that working with Lisa Lipps was one of the easiest shoots you could have.  He said that she was a very sweet lady, a real professional, and was one of the nicest people in the business.  Then he told me the time I needed to be at the studio, after which I hit the shower and did all that he suggested.  Two hours later I was at his studio, talking to him on the set when Lisa Lipps walked in.

I was absolutely stunned by the outfit she was wearing.  She was clad in a scoop-neck skin-tight red top with short sleeves which ended at the bottom of her ribcage, exposing her tanned midriff.  It was very obvious by the way her breasts were moving when she walked and by how her nipples were poking through the shirt that she was not wearing a bra.  Her skirt was black, very tight, and very short, covering the rounded and firm cheeks of her ass with about two inches of skirt to spare.  Keeping in mind what Ron had told me earlier, I was also sure she wasn’t wearing panties, either.  She was wearing white spike heeled shoes which made her legs look even longer and shapelier.  She walked over to Ron and greeted him, smiling as she kissed him on the cheek.  Ron then introduced me to her.

“Lisa, this is Dave.  The scheduled model broke his leg yesterday, so I contacted Dave to have him stand in, if that’s okay with you.”

“That’s fine with me,” she said.  Then she walked over to me, stuck out her hand and said, “Hi!  I’m Lisa Lipps!”  Her smile was bright, warm and genuine, and I snapped myself out of my stupor and took her hand, introducing myself and nearly forgetting my name in the process.

“Hi, I’m Dave, as Ron told you.  I just want to say that I’m a big fan of yours and am very pleased to have the chance to work with you!” I said.

“How sweet!” she replied, smiling at me and looking me right in the eye.  “Thank you very much!  I’m sure we’re going to have a lot of fun!”  Turning to Ron she said, “Okay, so how about we get down to business?”

“Sure thing,” Ron replied, walking over to the set and his camera equipment.  Grinning, Ron said to her, “As you know, Lisa, this is a ‘soft core’ shoot, so try not to get too carried away, okay?”

“I’ll do my best!” she replied, smiling right back at him.  Then she turned to me and said, “Don’t be nervous; just pretend that the camera isn’t there and you’ll be fine.”

“That may be hard to do,” I said, remembering her comment about trying to get too carried away, and then looking over at the lens of the camera which was now pointed at us standing in front of the couch; the lens looked huge as it stared at us.

“Let me see if I can take your mind off of it, then!” Lisa said as she moved in close and put her arms around my neck.  Pressing herself fully up against me, her massive breasts pushing hard against my chest and her hips pressing into mine, she kissed me long and deep, running her hand down my chest and tweaking my nipple through my shirt.  I totally forgot about the camera!

Things moved on their own after that.  Lisa was a real pro, walking me through what to do and how to do it so that it would look best on the camera.  When she lifted her arms up and motioned for me to take off her top, my jaw dropped at my first sight of her naked tits.  They were huge, round and firm, standing out from her chest like twin torpedoes, the nipples hard and pronounced.  Lisa laughed at the look on my face as I tried not to look too surprised and awed.  I failed miserably, and failed again when she slipped out of her tight skirt a few moments later.  She was now totally naked in front of me, and it was hard not to stare in awe.  Her pussy was shaven smooth, the pubic mound outlined by the small pale silhouette caused by the thong bikini she wore when sunbathing.  Her mammoth tits had no tan lines at all, so she must have sunbathed topless.

A prod from Ron got the action moving again, and Lisa slipped my shirt off of me.  When I took off my jeans and she got her first look at my cock, she smiled and said, “You’ve got a great cock, Dave!”  Then, without warning, she suddenly and playfully pushed me back onto the couch and quickly climbed up on my lap facing me, placing a knee on either side of my hips as I sat upright.

“I’m gonna give you a boob wrap!” she said as she leaned in close to me, her huge tits mere inches from my face.  Grinning broadly, she put her hands behind my neck and grabbed the back of my head, then pulled my head forward into her massive tits.  Holding my head between her boobs, she brought her elbows inward, pushing her huge tits together with my head caught in the middle.  With a nipple next to each ear, she held my head between her breasts and wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, holding me in place as she giggled with glee.

     “Let’s see how long you can last in there!” she said, holding my head tightly between her huge tits.  She shook her shoulders back and forth as my head was trapped between her big tits, and I was quickly running short of air.  I managed to get my nose up from between her tits long enough to get some air, but not for long as she squeezed her tits tighter around my head, burying my nose again.

The playful struggle continued, Lisa laughing as I struggled to breathe between the huge globes of her tits as she did everything she could to keep them wrapped around my head as tightly as possible.  Deciding to have some fun myself, I slid my hands down her body and grabbed her ass with both hands, squeezing hard.  She squealed with surprise and delight, keeping my head trapped between her mounds.  I had forgotten completely about being photographed, and the constant clicking of the camera was now lost to me.  Lisa let me have another breath of air, and I squeezed her ass again in return just as she clamped her monster tits around my head again.

The feeling of her skin on mine, her body pressed against me, and her tits wrapped around my head had its effect, and my cock quickly began to get hard.  As it rose up the head rubbed up against Lisa’s shaven outer lips; she felt this and moaned quietly, then slid her hips back and forth, rubbing her smooth outer lips over the head of my cock.  I could feel her muscular ass flexing in my hands as I squeezed the round globes.  I felt a drop of pre-cum ooze out of the tip of my cock; she felt it, too, as her outer lips became slippery with the fluid.

“Oooh, that feels nice,” she said, pressing her hips down a little as she continued to rub her pussy lips against the head of my now-fully erect cock.  Her outer lips parted and I could feel the warm, slick wetness of her pussy as the head of my cock slipped between them.  Lisa moaned as she rubbed her clit over the head of my cock, never stopping her motions. 

“So much for the ‘soft-core’ shoot,” she said softly, smiling as she continued to rub her clit against my cock.  “I can never resist a good-looking man with a nice, hard cock!” 

My cock was fairly throbbing by now, and she could tell.  She released me from her boob grip but kept her hands around my neck, letting her tits fall to just below my face.  I looked up at her and saw that her eyes were closed, a smile on her face.  She rubbed her pussy against my cockhead harder, and I felt it nudge against her opening.  She opened her eyes and looked down at me, smiling. 

“Would you like me to fuck you, Dave?” she asked quietly, pressing her wet opening firmly against the head of my hard cock.  I nodded in reply, and her smile broadened.

Without another word she pushed down, slowly engulfing my hard shaft with her hot, wet pussy.  It took about four downward thrusts for her to swallow my cock completely with her pussy; as she took in the last inch she moaned, her ass settling on my balls.  I could feel her inner muscles twitching and flexing around my shaft as she threw her head back, eyes closed, and enjoyed the sensations.  I lifted one of her monster mams to my mouth and wrapped my lips around the nipple, sucking it hard.  She gasped and moaned, entwining her fingers in my hair as I squeezed her other mound while sucking hard on her nipple.

She began to ride my cock, sliding up and down my shaft in long, deep strokes.  She looked at me and smiled as she rode me, pressing each of her breasts to my lips in turn as she slipped up and down on my shaft.  I could feel the muscles of her pussy working at my shaft, clutching and squeezing at it as she expertly rode me.  She began moving her hips around in circles, rocking back and forth on my shaft as she slid up and down.  My cock and balls were covered with her juices, my face buried in her tits.  I could feel her firm, round ass press against my balls with each downward thrust of her hips.

Our eyes met again as she steadily rode my cock and she smiled at me, the pleasure visible in her eyes.  “If you keep this up I’m gonna cum,” I said, squeezing her huge tits in my hands.

“That’s the idea,” she replied softly, squeezing my cock with her pussy for emphasis.  “I want you to cum, and I want you to cum hard!”  She gave her hips an extra twitch for emphasis.

“Do you want me to pull out?” I asked, thinking that Ron might want to get that on film since the “soft” shoot had suddenly turned “hard.”

“Oh, no!” she replied, “I want to feel your cock throbbing inside me when you cum!  Besides, we can always shoot that later!”  She grinned broadly at me when she said that, and I grinned back.

She really went to work on my cock then, slipping up and down on my hard shaft, pulling and squeezing it with her talented pussy muscles.  I could feel the muscles in her ass working and flexing as I gripped her cheeks in my hands.  She leaned forward and pressed her big, soft tits around my face again as she rode me, deeper and harder.  I could feel my cock twitch and widen in preparation to shoot, and she felt it too.

“Are you going to cum now, Dave?” she asked as she gripped my cock harder with her pussy.  I nodded, and she said, “Good!  Let me have it, then!  Fill me up with your hot cum!”

Seconds later I came, my cock exploding inside her pussy.  I threw my head back and moaned out loud as the orgasm shook me; my cock was pulsing and shooting huge streams of cum deep into Lisa’s pussy.  She pressed her hips down as hard as she could, burying my cock deeply inside her squeezing pussy.  Keeping my spurting cock buried deep inside her, she began thrusting her hips forward and back rapidly as my shaft flooded her pussy with cum, rubbing her clit against the base of my cock.  She cried out and slammed her hips down again, and I could feel her pussy flood with juices. 

“Oh, my God, I’m gonna cum!” she cried, and then she did just that.  She rode my cock hard, thrusting her hips back and forth rapidly as she rode out her orgasm.  I reached up and grabbed her gigantic mounds and squeezed them hard, making her cum again.

Her motions slowed as the waves of orgasmic pleasure began to ebb in both of us, and I felt my spurting cock slow and finally stop pumping.  She settled down onto my cock, resting her hands on my shoulders as she leaned forward to catch her breath.  She opened her eyes and looked at me, smiling sweetly as I felt my cum began to seep out of her pussy and slip down my balls.  Her breasts heaved and swayed with her breathing, and we were both covered with a fine layer of sweat.

“Wow!” she said, “That was really something!”

“Yes, it was,” I replied, “Nothing short of a dream come true for me!”

She smiled and kissed me sweetly, thanking me for the compliment.  I could feel my cock going soft as it was trapped inside her pussy, and she leaned back to keep it there, resting her hands on my knees.  Looking over her shoulder, she spoke to Ron and asked him if he’d be sweet enough to get us a couple of towels. 

“Sure thing, be right back!” he said, winking at me before he left.

“That was just fantastic!” Lisa said, still sitting back on my cock.  “I’m glad things turned out the way they did.  You have a very special cock, Dave!  It feels just wonderful inside my pussy!”  She squeezed my softening cock with her pussy as she slowly rotated her hips a bit.  “Just how big are you, anyway?” she asked.

“About seven inches or so, I guess...I’ve really never measured it, to tell you the truth,” I replied, running my hands up and around the firm, rounded globes of her breasts as I spoke. 

“Well, I guess I’ll just have to get you nice and hard and measure you, then, won’t I?” Lisa said, smiling broadly at me.  “Besides, I’m looking forward to working with you again.”

“You mean to shoot the cum shot?” I asked.

“That, plus I want to work with you again later on.  Maybe do a film this time?” she asked.

“Are you serious?” I asked, surprised at the chance I had just been given.  “Star in a film with you?”

“Sure, why not?  You’ve got a great cock, you can get it up on camera, and you sure don’t have any problems performing!”  she said, still smiling at me.  “I think you’d be a natural at it!”

It took me about ten seconds to decide.

“It’s a deal!” I said.

“Good!” Lisa exclaimed.  “So we can meet tomorrow, then?”

“Sure,” I replied, “buy why?”

“So I can measure your cock, silly!  Besides, I want to fuck you for real before we do it on camera again!”  she replied.

As I said, this was a dream come true!