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Dirty Imagines

Dark Room

I was asked what I wanted for my birthday, a camera was my reply. Not just a camera. I want to be able to develop the film and everything. The night of my birthday my family took me out to eat at one my favorite restaurants and handed e a package. I opened to find a 35mm camera. No it wasn't very pricey, though it was a good one and they had even gotten another lens to go with it. In the bottom of the bag, a box of film. I was super excited. I couldn't wait to get started.
After we arrived home they said they had another surprise for me and told me to follow them out back to my dads shed. They opened it up to show me that they had closed in part of it and made me a darkroom.
This has to be one of these best birthdays, no, best days of my life.
I sat in the grass looking for that perfect angle. I could see the picture in my head and was trying to recapture it. The way the fall colors blended and reflected in the lake was magical.
I had walked around the park looking for 'the shot' taking pictures along the way and had a weird feeling I was being followed. Almost as if I was being copied.
Several times I turned around to see if I could see anyone but nothing stood out to me.
As I was sitting there in the grass, someone cleared their throat. I had heard that earlier, I was being followed. I turned around with my camera at my eye and took a picture. At Least if I was kidnapped, they would have a picture of my attacker.
I turned back around out of breath. Did I just take a picture of who I think that was? I hear feet walking up to me, closer. They sit down.
"Hello, nice day for picture taking isnt it?" He says to me
"Yes" Is all the would come out.
"Can I see your camera?" and he reaches for it and I let him take it. He hands me his to hold while he fiddles with mine. He takes a few shots."I think I like yours better than mine." He takes it turning it, getting a better look at everything on it.
I sit there speechless.
"Did you find your shot?"
"Sort off, I was tryiing different angles"
He shakes his head getting what I am saying.
"Where do you take your film?"
"My parents set me up a dark room in my dads shed."
"Now that, is cool. Can I come along?"
"Headed there now."
He gets up and follows me to my place. We go in and I introduce him to my parents. They smile say hello, invite him to stay for dinner. Completely unaware of who he is, or for that matter, if they even care. We walk out back and I flip the lights on showing him where everything is before I turn out the lights and flip on the red one.
I flip them off and we stand there for a moment letting our eyes adjust. I start unrolling my film and he watches.
"Did you ever see our"
"Yes, I did" without letting him finish.
"Looks like you've done this before."
"I was in the photography club in school. This is what I want to do. I'm majoring in photography"
The head nod again.
I slide the paper in the the baths of different chemicals, images slowly appear. When they are complete I hang them up to dry and start the next one. He comments on the ones he took showing a little more interest in them only to notice what he didn't capture. Finally, the last one.The one I saw and was trying and hoping to capture.
I feel his breath in my hair as he stands right behind me looking over my shoulder. The image slowly appears and I am almost giddy. Its there, I see it. The angle, everything, its there. I continue the process then hang it up. So happy I turn around and hug him. He hugs me back but doesn't let go.
"Oh. I'm sorry" I say as I try to pull back.
"No need to be sorry for celebratory hug, or kiss."
He leans in and gently kisses me. I lean in more and the kiss intensifies. My hands go behind his neck and pull him closer. His arms wrap around my waist, his hips are against mine. I cant help but notice the hardness in the front of his jeans.
I remember a cot over to the side and lead him to it. Its not much but it will do.
I sit first and pull him onto it, he leans onto me. His hand pulls my hip closer to him, his erection growing. I feel as hes reaching around to undo the button of his jeans. He raises up off of me. I slip my shirt over my head and undo my bra and toss both to a nearby table. His eyes watching my body. He stands up to remove his pants. It maybe dark in here, but there's enough light and my eyes have adjusted so I can see every bit of what just sprang out of his boxers. His hands dig in pockets and pull out a condom. We cant hurry enough. As he is ripping it open he takes a step towards the door and makes sure its locked, and locks it.
I slide down on the cot and he lays on me, sliding between my legs. His mouth finds my breast and sucks on my nipple, then move to the other.
"Ready?"
"Thought youd never ask, yes"
His arm lifts my leg as he slides in closer and enters me. I moan at his hardness entering me. Yes, this everything I had imagined it would be. He has to push slow because of what were on. I would love for him to just pound into me, me sccreaming.
"We need something more . . .I don't know."
I look at the table and he reads my mind.
We get up and go over to the table. He helps me up on it and I slide forward and he eases himself in me. I lay back and he puts my legs around his waist. I grab hold of the end of the table to keep from pushing me to the back. His thrusts get faster and sloppier, the latter due to my wetness. I didnt know I could get so wet.
My breath hitches and I start to clench around him. "I'm going to come"
He pushes with more intent into me and its all my body can handle. I moan loudly and arch my back to get even closer to him. He speeds up a little and groans as he comes. We finish riding out our high.
A knock at the door and we jump. "Dinner is ready"
"Thanks, we'll be right out"
We laugh quietly at how we could have been caught. Literally, with our pants down. We get dressed and try to regain coposure as we head in.
He eats dinner with us and we all talk about photography. My parents have no clue.
He announces he needs to go. but as he turns to walk out the door, "Same time, same place next week?"
Same time, same place" I answer
"See you then."

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Comments

Can you do one with me too? I want one with Harry and my name is Tanasia. I really love your stories.

Can you please do one with Harry? My name is Abigail. Thx

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2/21/17

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10/23/16

Can you please do one for me(Jenn)!! With Mikey! I love reading your stories.

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