Chapter Four: Ah K

Ah K was one of the younger photographers I knew, in his late twenties. Despite his glasses, he didn't resemble a bookworm; he had the air of a gangster from Young And Dangerous movies. He spent much of his free time at events, capturing shots of event models and conducting group shoots.

Many models, myself included, found him witty and friendly. At events, models would often pull funny faces for his camera and even take wefies with him.

On the second day of Chinese New Year, I met Ah K for a brief photoshoot in a tailor-made cheongsam that I adored. Since I disliked crowds, we opted to shoot at his empty house while his family visited relatives. We used the house's decorations as props, and during the shoot, Ah K teased me about how sexy I looked in the cheongsam.

"Is this cheongsam designed to make your bust the center of attention?" Ah K chuckled.

Blushing, I replied, "Yes, to make your nose bleed all day long!"

During the shoot, we attempted a pose that required me to bend forward with my hands on my waist. I struggled with the pose, prompting Ah K to step in and adjust me. As he guided me, I lost my balance (truly unintentional, I swear) and nearly fell flat on my face.

In a crucial moment, Ah K caught me from behind, saving me from falling. However, in his haste, he accidentally grabbed my breasts. An awkward silence hung between us as our eyes met. Suddenly, Ah K leaned in and kissed me passionately.

We engaged in a wild French kiss in the living room. Soon, I found myself on the sofa with Ah K shirtless on top of me. He lifted my cheongsam, slipping his hand inside.

"You're wearing a G-string? And why are you already so wet?" Ah K asked, surprised.

Blushing, I nodded. He eagerly fingered me, eliciting moans of pleasure. Soon, his hand was soaked with my juices, prompting me to remove the cheongsam to avoid staining it. Seeing me nude, Ah K grew more excited. He lifted me effortlessly, carrying me to his bedroom. After more French kissing, I assisted Ah K in removing his pants and underwear.

As I stroked his hardened member, I played with his balls. Ah K stood still, savoring the sensation. Unable to contain himself, he signaled for me to give him oral pleasure. I licked the tip before taking him into my mouth, sucking vigorously while fondling his balls.

After a while, my mouth grew tired, and I lay back on the bed. Ah K began licking and sucking on my breasts, making my nipples hard and sensitive. Moving on, Ah K used his tongue to explore my wetness, driving me wild. Satisfied, he retrieved a condom from his drawer. After donning it, he began his conquest of my love hole.

Starting with the missionary position, he later asked me to wrap my legs around him as he carried me. Feeling fatigued, I suggested lying on his desk for a different angle.

Excited by the idea, Ah K began thrusting vigorously. My breasts bounced with each forceful movement. After returning to the bed, Ah K prepared for his final penetration, donning a fresh condom and spreading my legs wide.

Grasping my breasts firmly, he thrust deeply. We kissed passionately, exploring each other's necks and ears. My moans grew louder until I climaxed, coinciding with Ah K's release. After disposing of the condom, he collapsed on my chest, and we cuddled to sleep.

As the night wore on, we showered together, sharing intimate moments under the water. Ah K applied shower gel to my breasts, teasing me. Feeling playful, I knelt down to give him another wet blowjob.

Just as we were about to embark on a second round of passion, Ah K's house phone rang. He hurriedly answered, clad in a towel. It was his family, checking if he wanted takeaway dinner as they were returning soon.

Disappointed, Ah K asked if I wanted to continue our rendezvous at a nearby hotel. Feeling tired and hungry, I declined and left his house.

"When will we meet again?" he inquired as I departed.

"Perhaps at the upcoming IT show?" I replied, smiling back at him.