Confessions of a Assistant Wedding Photographer - Page 10

skyline2000 · #**136** 18-09-2013, 09:22 PM

Fantastic story!

nalg · #**137** 19-09-2013, 07:48 AM

Camping here too! Great story and waiting for more~

ctchua · #**138** 19-09-2013, 02:13 PM

Alamak still busy take nude photo.
Drink many cups of kopi liao.

fishhunterii · #**139** 19-09-2013, 05:13 PM

……………....................… trying to hold back without spoiling my sensation is was very hard, same as my rod. It was like all the blood rushed to the tip of the penis head and muscles expanding and throbbing sensation. Just as I’m going to explode, the warm feeling was gone!

My penis throbbing in sync with my heartbeat up and down. All quiet suddenly, as my heartbeat slowed down together with my stiff muscles on the penis, a flick of the tongue started on the tip and in circling motion like licking a soft sundae cone. A pair of hands from behind started to trail from my buttocks moving forward slowly.

Opening up my inner thighs and massaging my sac from behind. Licking and wet sensation from the front, hands sensually massaging my testicles.
My legs are becoming like jelly, I can’t hold it much longer and gave a loud moan to warn that I’m going to shoot any moment. “Arrrghhh, Arrghhhh”

My rod was covered in a warm lips with the tongue swirling around it, the massage increased the pressure, I came shooting powerful shots into the mouth and with the other pair of hand massaging from behind, the feeling was nothing i experienced before. I thrusted forward still my penis was pumping semen into the mouth. I could feel the mouth swallowing and sucking like a baby hungry for milk……………

I had to hold on to something as I have no energy to stand up, with the release of the hands on my testicles and the sucking motion on my penis head gone. I heard the door slam! I just sat on the ground and opened up my blindfold.

I’m thinking who could the 2 be? Trying to recover my energy after a powerful ejaculation, ‘knock, knock’ on my cabin door. “We’re all ready to get going” a faint voice on the other side of the door. Qucikly I pulled up my board shorts, grabbed my sunglasses about to head for the door and I stepped on a diamond crusted channel logo earring……………………

6.30pm

............................As i picked up the earring that fell to the carpet of the hotel room, I pass it back to Christine. She dropped it while trying to put it on and speaking on her iPhone at the same time.

I’m assigned just to follow and cover Christine for the entire evening during the wedding dinner reception. The 3 seniors are to cover the rest of the event.

Christine is still in her white camisole, matched with a satin laced panties, she’s pacing every where in the presidential suite of the hotel. As she is pacing around I’m snapping her candid moments with my 24-70mm.

Some moment she will look into the camera lens at times she would act as though I’m not there. I had a good view of her pacing around with there breast bouncing as she walked.

Her phone has been ringing non-stop, one after another. She looked a bit stressed. She needs to be ready by 6.45. She is still not dressed yet although makeup and hair had been styled 30 mins ago.

I tried to take more moments shots in the suite, the usual placing her white wedding heels in the foreground with her being blurred in the background.
From this angle, I spotted her leaning in front of the mirror touching up her lipstick. The lights from the dressing room was shinning her from the side then this gave me a translucent look of her in her camisole. A semi peek-a-boo kind of shot. I just fired my D3s on continuous mode like a machine gun as this scene was just pure bliss.
Her legs clad in white stockings, ending with lace on the top, her buttocks arched back accentuated her round shape and her upper body thrust forward to the mirror, enhancing the semi-translucent view of her breast and nipples.

I previewed one of my shots, and enlarged on my camera lcd. Amazing detail of her nipple being erected due to the rubbing of her camisole when she was pacing around.

Quickly I took out my CF card and replace with a new one, Just incase one of my seniors wanted to review my shots while in the ballroom.

As she was going to put on her gown, Yvonne came into the room. Smiled at me then rushed to Christine to help her put on the gown.

Some whispers and both of them burst out laughing loudly. Their joke was not shared with me.

6.50pm

Christine is all ready to get going with the help of Yvonne. I followed along getting the moment shots of the both of them. As they walked the corridor to the lift, I followed along behind getting some low angle shots. As I walk following them my hands are close to the ground and my fingers on the shutter release button.

Clicking away I failed to realise that Yvonne was wearing a short A line dress. Reaching the lifts, she turned around and said to me “taking some up skirt shots of me”

I blushed and immediately checked my camera if there was any. Both of them just laughed “you are so innocent”

With that the lift doors open and we stepped in together. I helped with the long train of the gown.

With the classical music in the lift in the background, liked it was planned, before the lift doors opened, Mozart’s concerto was playing and the doors opened. What a grand entrance stepping out of the lift.

Tracy and 2 flower girls was waiting at the lift , escorted Christine to the waiting room next to the grand ballroom. I walked past the entrance to the ballroom, guests were filling up the seats and many beautiful ushers were seen dressed in black body hugging cocktail dress with legs clad in black pantyhose paired with heels. All ushers were head turners.

A tap on my shoulder, I turn around. It was Evonne. A talent I sometimes use for my portrait/model shoots. “hey, you working here tonight”
“Yes, I’m covering the bride tonight” I replied.

“No wonder, there were no photographers around, you were upstairs” she replied. Curious I thought my seniors were covering the ballroom.

“Anyways I chat with ou later” both of us went along our task.

Thinking what happen to my 3 seniors, I just walked to the waiting room, knocked and open the door…………………........