A Photo [R-18]

Lucien didn't even try to hide his feelings as he answered Charlotte's question with confidence. "I'am. You're beautiful and gorgeous. You got an angelic and sultry body. There's no way I'm not gonna smitten by you."

He leaned in closer, grabbing her chin firmly to bring their faces inches apart. "And, just to be clear. I'm not jealous if you had past lovers or something similiar. I just don't like sharing what's mine," he growled, his voice low and husky.

"So, you're only interested in my appearance. But for some strange reason, I'm not disappointed at all." Charlotte smiled seductively, her lips slightly parted as Lucien's fingers held her chin firmly. "And fret not, this body, had never been stained by anyone but you. Just as you said, I'm yours."

"If you aren't convinced, then..." she looked down, alternating her gaze between his member and her own glistening folds.

Lucien will be an idiot if he doesn't understand what her gaze implies. His blood rushed into his head, tempting him to take her here and now. But his rationality soon kicked in, and he quickly averted his gaze somewhere else.

Then, he heard her continue talking.

"And..." Charlotte trailed off her words as she played with her fingers, seemingly trying to organize her words. "Forgive me, young master Lucien, if I overstepped my boundaries earlier. It's just that sometimes I can't control my emotions when I'm happy. When you inquired about my past lovers in a jealous tone, I couldn't help but want to tease you a bit."

"So you were happy earlier?" Lucien turned his head to her and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Uhm.." Charlotte nodded and elaborated. "Previously, you kept giving me the cold shoulder no matter what I did. In our half year as desk mates, we never exchanged more than just two sentences. You kept acting dismissive of me,"

"Today is different. All of a sudden, you act warm and talked to me. Your whole aura also seems to be radiating a strange charm that draws me in. And for the first time, I had this impulse to confront you with some of the flirtatious moves that I've read in romance novels," Charlotte explained, her cheeks blushing slightly.

'Was that due to one of my abilities working? Charm?' Lucien wondered.

Lucien couldn't help but feel amused. "You learned those moves from novels?" he asked, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

Charlotte nodded, looking embarrassed. "I know it sounds silly, but I couldn't resist trying them out on you. Was I too clumsy with my movements?"

Lucien shook his head. "No, not at all. In fact, I found them quite charming and pleasurable," he said with a perverted grin.

"That's relieving to hear. Then, As a token of apology, would you mind letting this lowly servant serve you with another techniques?" she added with a coy smile. Lucien's heart skipped a beat at her sudden change of attitude. And he found himself nodding vehemently at her offer.

Charlotte took his response as a yes and began kneeling in front of him. His member was protruding in front of her face. However, instead of taking his member into her mouth, this time, she brought her breast together and clamped his member in the middle, creating a warm and tight sensation that sent shivers up his spine.

The camera he was holding began to shake uncontrollably as his body convulsed with pleasure. Every time Charlotte moved her breasts up and down, he felt as though his soul was slowly leaving him, drowning in the sea of ecstasy.

Then he felt a wet sensation in his member. When he looked down, he saw Charlotte spitting on it, giving his member her saliva. Now, the whole process grows smoother, with her saliva acting as a lubricate.

The sensation of her soft breasts rubbing against his shaft, combined with the slickness of her saliva, was overwhelming, and he had difficulty resisting the urge to shoot his loads. In the end, he had to stop her from pleasing him further, fearing that he might orgasm before her.

When she got stopped, Charlotte looked at him with confusion in her eyes.

"I'm about to reach climax," Lucien explained, breathing heavily.

Charlotte nodded and asked, "Then why are you stopping me?"

"I want us to cum together," Lucien elaborated, trying to catch his breath.

Hearing his answer, Charlotte reluctantly pulled away from his member. She pouted, looking crestfallen.

"Are you disappointed?" Lucien stroke Charlotte's chin as if stroking a kitten.

"Hmm..." Charlotte purred in response.

"Relax, you're my exclusive whore. There's no way I'd leave you dissapointed." Lucien comforted and ordered. "Now continue masturbate."

Charlotte obeyed Lucien's order and resumed masturbating, lying down with her legs spread wide apart. Her fingers moved expertly over her swollen lips, eliciting moans of pleasure from her lips. Juices began to flow freely, wetting the grass beneath her. "Ah..ah.."

Lucien watched her intently, stroking his shaft faster as he became more aroused by the live porn right in front of him.

Charlotte's seductive glances and inviting gestures only added to his excitement. The tension between them was palpable, and both of them knew that they were on the verge of exploding in pleasure.

Lucien could feel his body tensing up as he got closer to his climax. He watched as Charlotte's fingers worked tirelessly between her legs, her moans growing louder and more urgent with each passing moment.

As he felt his release approaching, Lucien let out a deep groan and thrust his hips forward, sending a powerful jet of semen flying through the air. It landed on Charlotte's flushed face, mixing with the sheen of sweat that had gathered on her skin.

The sight of her writhing and moaning beneath him was too much to handle, and Lucien continued to pump his shaft, spilling his seed all over her face and chest. Meanwhile, Charlotte's movements grew more frantic as she neared her own release, her body shaking with the force of her pleasure.

Finally, with a shuddering gasp, she threw her head back and cried out in ecstasy, her juices flowing freely onto the ground below. Lucien watched with a mixture of awe and satisfaction as she came undone before him, her body convulsing with pleasure.

For a few moments, they both stay silent, panting, spent and sated. Finally, Lucien leaned down and kissed Charlotte deeply, tasting the remnants of their passion on her lips. "You're amazing," he murmured, his voice filled with awe.

Charlotte smiled up at him, her eyes still clouded with lust. "And you're mine," she whispered, before pulling him down for another kiss.

After a few moments, their passionate kiss ended, and Lucien's attention turned to his camera. He realized there was still half a minute remaining before it reached its duration. He looked back at Charlotte, who was still catching her breath and covered in sweat. "Can you pose for me?" he asked.

Charlotte looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Pose? What kind of pose?"

"Please make a V-sign with your fingers," Lucien instructed, holding up his own hands as an example. "Then, stick out your tongue and open your eyes wide. And roll your eyes backward slightly. Yes! That's the right pose! Okay, standby..." Lucien held up the camera and took a few quick shots of Charlotte in her provocative pose, her naked body glistening in the sunlight.

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As he lowered the camera, Charlotte giggled and playfully swatted at him. "You're so strange, young master Lucien. I've never saw someone used Ethon Shard the way you used."

Lucien let out a snort of arrogance and crossed his arms, feeling superior. "It's simply because people lack the imagination and creativity that I possess. They probably can't even appreciate the true beauty and artistic potential that this device holds," he stated, with a smug grin on his face. He then turned to Charlotte with a suggestive look. "Would you like to see what I captured?"

"Sure," Charlotte eagerly scooted closer, her bare breasts brushing against his arm, causing a shiver to run down his spine. He struggled to compose himself before clearing his throat and showing her the photo.

As soon as she saw it, Charlotte's face turned beet red with shock and embarrassment. "I-is that me? How embarrassing," she stuttered, trying to cover herself up. Despite Charlotte's usual boldness, the sight of her own embarrassing pose in the photo caused her face to turn beet red with shame.

Meanwhile, Lucien was awestruck by the photo he had just taken. It was almost too much for him to handle, and he felt his member hardening once again at the sight.

The photo captured a stunning image of a young, nude maiden reclining in a lush green field, surrounded by the tranquil beauty of the forest. Her supple thighs were splayed open, revealing her moist, pink folds and the traces of her lover's semen that still clung to her skin. Her chest was heaving, her perky breasts smeared with the sticky evidence of their passionate lovemaking. Her beautiful, angelic face was illuminated by a radiant smile as she flashed a playful V-sign, her eyes rolling back in the throes of ecstasy.

The woman stuck out her tongue, which was coated with a layer of her own saliva and someone's cum. The pink tip of her tongue was slightly curled upwards, adding to the seductive quality of her expression. She seemed to be enjoying the taste of the cum in her mouth.

The photo was a stunning and intimate portrait of sensuality and desire, frozen in time forever.