Prologue

This new series starts where “Petra’s Pictures- Art to Porn” left off. It’s second semester now, and this red-Hot school student poses for more suggestive photographs before and during sexual escapades with two older instructors. “Petra Poses- Plays to Porn” gives a new twist to William Shakespeare as she lays bare the Queen’s English- both solo and with virile men. This one reveals erotic scenes from the tragedy of Romeo and Juliet.

Act 1

Professor William Edwards’ Fine Arts course had become a campus hit after his attractive student, Petra Stanwick, began posing for suggestive photos with which to illustrate his lectures. Along the way, his best friend English lecturer Ronald Dennison, had bedded her just as often as Edwards, but that wasn’t enough. Ron was jealous of William’s academic success. He wanted the same acclaim for his own course too.

They were talking about it over drinks at the professor’s apartment as the second semester was about to get underway.

“You won’t believe who is registered for my English Literature course, William! Take a guess.”

“Petra, if you’re lucky. Just a hunch.”

“Absolutely right! I wish there was some way she could make Shakespearean plays as popular as she did with your course. Half my class will be asleep, and most of the others won’t even show up again.”

“I can imagine you have a hard time generating much male interest in that stuff. Jocks clustered at the back, yawning loudly before they nod off for an hour, right?”

“Unfortunately, yes. She’s your Teaching Assistant this semester. Is there any way we can work together with her?”

“You mean like last term, helping ourselves to her sweet puss?”

“For sure! But to liven up my course too. I was thinking of slides like you used but focused on some of the plays we’ll be covering in my Lit. class: Romeo and Juliet, Merchant of Venice, Othello, and about a half dozen more.”

“Well, she’ll be posing for the first part of my Fine Arts course- officially it’s ‘program development’ for the portion from medieval times to Art Nouveau. Could we shoot to cover both courses at the same time?”

“Ah… you mean, like solo first to focus on clothing styles through time, then with a distinct Shakespeare theme after that?”

“Yes. Like Romeo and Juliet. Could we do that, with you as Romeo?”

“I can’t be in the slides myself, William. Too risky. My students could recognize me and that’d be the end of my career.”

“True. We’d need some young studs to film with her instead.”

“How do you propose to do that? Surely not somebody from my Lit. class?”

“Well… let her do the recruiting. She should have no trouble convincing a guy to be part of our plan. Just as long as he’s not from your English class. It could even be somebody from Fine Arts, right?”

“Capital idea! Let’s talk to her about that. When will we see her again, William?”

“I’ll have her over to my apartment this Friday. A little wine, of course, so that she’s ready to fuck us again.”

“Absolutely! It’s been two weeks now, and I’d like some more of her fine body. Incredible young lady!”

“She’s certainly been delightful, eh old man? Always eager to take us for one Hell of a ride. And I hope she’ll be bringing her friend Emmeline Jones into it again. Any English plays in your course that could feature two Hot women in bed together?”

“I’ll make a point of finding one!”

“I hope you can get all the costumes from your friend in the college Theatre Department again.”

“As long as the clothes come back clean. There was a problem with some pieces that were soiled or smelled of Sex last semester. I had to take Mrs. VanSickle out for dinner to smooth that over. No fun, but it had to be done.”

“Ronald, since we’ll be shooting plays, do you think she’d have stage props we could borrow too? That last shoot with Petra and Emmeline in the Arabian tent was a real hit.”

“Yes, let’s set up scenes like that for all the shoots. I’ll see what she can give me.”

“Good. Now I’ll contact Petra about Friday night.”

The men had a plan for Semester Two. And they felt confident that as long as plenty of Sex was involved, Petra Stanwick would be interested. They knew that erotic photography had unleashed a wild beast in her that would be craving more action in front of the camera.

Act 2

“Oh my god!… Give it to me”. Give it to me!… Oh fuck…. Yes… yes… yes!… Oh fuck!!!…”

Petra Stanwick was building up to her second Orgasm of the evening. She was naked, sprawled across William Edwards’ bed, with Ronald Dennison’s big cock pounding her Pussy while the professor shot the scene for his future enjoyment. Her sleek body shone with perspiration in the low light, while sweat dripped from her lover’s brow. Two pillows beneath her butt lifted her Pussy to the perfect angle for him to plough into her.

“More… more!… Fuck me harder now!… fuck me… fuck me…. Ohhh… feels so good…. So good!…”

The Goth model loved performing with Ronald for the camera. She clung to his muscular shoulders as he crouched above her, throwing her aroused body against him with all her might. Her legs were wrapped around his waist to maximize leverage. Petra had been without Sex for almost three weeks during the hectic closing days of Semester One, and now she was determined to make up for lost time.

Ronald’s head was bent down, his mouth clasping her bouncing tits as his throbbing member thrust into her deepest recesses. Each stab dragged his cock against her long clitoris and bounced his big balls against her shaven Pussy lips. It felt marvelous for both of them. This was why she craved Sex with these men, fifteen years her senior- they knew how to satisfy her need for unbridled pleasure.

“Perfect Petra! Look over at the camera so I can see the passion all over your face. These shots are just for us. Ronald, off her tits now and give me a grin…. Good! Some French kissing as you fuck like that. I’ll get in closer and film it to the end. Great video Petra!… Fuck her harder, Ronald!”

Professor Edwards had already had his turn with the model and now he was satisfying his voyeurism, watching Petra’s sleek form respond to intense Sex. He knew that she would soon be coming to her peak, that lovely body clenching and bouncing as yet another massive Orgasm shook her limbs. Those orgasms! He just couldn’t get enough of that raw sexual energy on film. Oh, the wonders of video!

If William Dennison had become a confirmed voyeur, then Ronald was the skilled cocksman. Through many Friday nights of practice he had become a perfect partner for Petra. He knew what she liked- the positions, the angles, the speed and the intensity. Ronald could tell when she was on her way to an Orgasm and he knew little ways to delay it, to leave her begging to cum. He could hold himself back until the last second before she went wild on his cock.

If William was the voyeur and Ronald the cocksman, surely Petra had become the exhibitionist. She loved to show her naked body to them from every angle. She’d shaved her Pussy so they could see her lips and clit better than ever and she delighted in spreading wide for their eyes- and the camera. Teasing them by caressing her nipples to great length was fun and the coy posturing only heightened her exhibitionistic sense of dominance and control.

Petra was almost there now, and Ronald knew that he had held her back until he was at the point of no return himself.

The raven-haired beauty heaved up at Ronald with fury, slamming her groin against his every downward thrust. The photographer could hear the slap of his full balls against her fine Ass, a soundtrack to their intense fucking. Petra’s moaning had kicked up a notch to a steady wail, while Dennison’s grunts showed how hard he was pounding into the demanding young lady.

Ronald could feel Petra’s Hot breath against his skin as she panted under his relentless onslaught. Her vaginal muscles squeezed tightly around his invading member, but a flood of filmy juices kept everything moving smoothly as he plugged away at her. The fluid motion was his piston in her cylinder, his ying in her yang, his cock in her cunt- it was all so good! Then Petra erupted!

“I’m Cumming! Oh god!… I’m Cumming!!!… Ohhhhh… fuck me!… Fuck me!!!… Aaaarraagghhh!!!”

Ronald gave one last mighty heave as she started to cum all over his probing cock. Petra wailed loudly and bounced off the bed as he nailed her with multiple blasts, each one pumping her needy Pussy with more of his full reservoir of seed. Both their bodies were convulsing in spasms now as they clung tightly together, sharing their sweat, saliva, and bodily fluids. It was very carnal, but so satisfying! Then Ronald fell to the bed beside Petra.

“Amazing you two! Fabulous! Time for a cool drink now. Petra, the wine is chilled just the way you like it. Another scotch for you Ronald? Good. Get something on and come to the lounge while I fix them for you. There are some things we need to talk about for this new semester.”

The three of them relaxed on the sofa with drinks in hand, Edwards noticed that Petra had made minimal effort to cover up- she was obviously feeling very sexual with them. Her robe was tied loosely so that her tits almost spilled out when she leaned forward to pick up her glass. As they chatted about what had just taken place, Petra sensed that the professor had something on his mins and waited with some apprehension for him to get around to it.

Finally, he broached the subject, explaining how he planned some photography to create images suitable for his friend’s Shakespeare course. As always, there would be suggestive images suitable for use in lectures, and some private shots and video for their own enjoyment. She would be given a jump drive of everything, just like the previous semester. He mentioned that they were thinking of a Romeo and Juliet theme for their first shoot. Petra thought it all sounded like fun.

“Just like we did before,” she commented.

“Well… it’s not exactly the same this time.” William took a deep breath before continuing. “Ronald is concerned that students in his Lit. class might recognize him. So, while he’ll be there coaching with lines from the plays, we’ll need to use somebody else for the male roles.”

“You… right?” she responded, hesitantly.

“No, I’ll be shooting. It’ll have to be somebody else.”

“Wait! You want me to have Sex with a stranger. I… I can not do that.”

The professor continued as though he hadn’t heard her objection.

“We want you to discover the man yourself, so you don’t feel like he’s a stranger. And he doesn’t really need to tag you either. Only pretend.”

“And where will I discover him?” Petra asked somewhat indignantly.

“We’ll escort you to our favourite club and you can have your pick of the guys until you discover one you like. We can pretend to be your older brother and friend, so you feel safe there with us.”

“Like my chaperones. And I’m holding auditions for my posing partner. Hmm…you know, that could be interesting, as long as you don’t toss me to the wolves.”

After so much recent sexual experience with William and Ronald, and her best girlfriend Emma, Petra had come to relish walking out on the erotic edge.

“So, you’ll do it?… Great. Tomorrow night. And wear something very sexy so you draw a crowd. The Den is a high-end dance place where you’ll discover someone to your liking, I’m sure.”

Ronald grinned and nodded. He liked the sound of this game, and so did Petra.

“Yes, let’s go out tomorrow night! But we’re not finished yet tonight, are we?” she smiled slyly at him.

“Ready if you are!”

Act 3

The music was blasting as always, and Petra wanted to dance. Her whole body was moving, a fine package of bare skin and silky fabric. She’d worn her gauzy new scooped top, and tightest jeans, along with killer heels. The way her tits shook as she vibrated to the music told everyone that she hadn’t worn a bra tonight. Her black hair was piled high and hooked down in a long ponytail. Petra looked Hot as Hell.

“Great outfit, Petra. A real mantrap! What’s on the menu tonight? See anything you like in here yet?”

“I want a big guy with muscles. Ronald, your create is perfect, but apparently, you’re out of bounds as my Romeo. You guys have to stay with me until I spot somebody good, right?”

But now Ronald had other plans.

“I’ll leave the chaperoning to your ‘big brother’ William here because I just spotted someone I want to get reacquainted with. See you two later.”

They looked across to a table on the other side of the dancefloor and spotted a familiar face- Lezlee. Petra turned away, because after her stoned lesbian sexual experience with the aggressive cougar, she wanted nothing more to do with the woman. Not Ronald. He headed straight across to where she sat with another stacked lady, her slutty friend Desiree’. He greeted them, ordered fresh drinks, and went straight into full pick-up mode

.

“How’s that one look to you, Petra? Muscular, tall, maybe he’s your type?” the professor commented as they scanned the room.

“Not bad!” Petra replied, staring at the guy to make eye contact. He noticed and quickly came by their table.

“Mind if I join you?” he smiled at Petra. “I haven’t seen you here before?”

“Sure. My first time. Here with a friend,” she replied, looking at William.

The guy’s name was Mike and he’d been around- smooth with women and on the prowl. All the right lines too- funny without being too ridiculous. Petra warmed to him quickly and was especially taken by his handsome face, curly hair, and deep blue eyes. She could tell that he was a player, but there was a little-boy charm about him that she found irresistible. William could see that Petra was pleased, especially when he told them that he did some part-time modelling. Perfect!

“Excuse me you two. I’m going over there to see how my friend is doing with that pair. Let me know later if you need a ride home, Petra.”

The professor had a feeling that she would be going somewhere else with Mike tonight. Her apartment maybe? An ‘audition’ to see if he’d be suitable for some erotic photography as Romeo? In the meantime, Edwards knew from prior

experience that the two cougars would be fucking back at his place before the evening was through.

After a while, Petra and Mike were slamming against each other under the strobe lights as the DJ belted out the Seventies tunes. They side-bumped hips to Bachman Turner Overdrive, then Petra drove her up-tilted groin into Mike’s, pretending to dry hump him to the title line of the 1974 tune:

“I think that any Love is good lovin’

So I took what I could get. Yes, I took what I could get.

Then she looked at me with big brown eyes

And said, you just ain’t seen n-n-n-nothin’ yet.”

E chord! D chord!… [groin slams]

“B-B-B-Baby, you just ain’t seen n-n-n-nothin’ yet!”

E! D!… [slam, slam]

“Here’s something, that you’re never going to forget!”

E! D!… “Ugh! Ugh!”

“B-B-B-Baby, you just ain’t seen n-n-n-nothin’ yet!”

E! D!… “Ugh! Ugh!” [and soaring guitar solo]

William and Ronald watched them, quite certain that Petra had found her partner for next Friday night’s Romeo and Juliet photo session. They were out there literally fucking in public, so they should really burn up the professor’s camera. Ronald felt jealous, but he reminded himself that after the pictures he’d very likely have his turn with the model.

That night, Petra took Mike back to her place, while William and Ronald settled for the two Hot cougars. While the college teachers were bedding Lezlee and Desiree, Petra was road-testing her new guy.

Seeing Mike naked confirmed what Petra had suspected while slam-dancing. He had a big cock; in fact, she’d never had one so mighty before- long and fat. Her club pick-up plied her juicy Pussy until the wee hours of night, driving her to two orgasms before she’d finally had enough. If she was going to be Juliet in her next photo session, then this had to be her Romeo. Now it was time to get to the point.

“You say you do some modelling, Mike?” she began as they lay in bed.

“Right. Athletic clothing, sometimes swimwear, even shots for sports equipment.”

“Swimwear, eh? So, you’re used to posing without much on.”

“Yeah…. Hey, where are you going with this?”

“I have this photographer friend, the guy I was with tonight. He takes shots of me in clothing from other time periods- old fashioned stuff. We need a guy to join me in the shoots, but there’s no pay. It’s all just for fun.”

“Me posing with you? That sounds good. But, is this Porn or something?”

“It’s mostly suggestive- like Romeo and Juliet, where there’s a bedroom scene. Some nudity but mainly just me….”

“Say no more. I’ll do it! When?”

“At all times on Friday nights, so probably six days from now. You’re sure you’ll do it? Oh… we all wear a mask so that no-one recognizes us.”

“Uuhh… who sees these pictures anyway?”

“We get jump drives of everything, and the tame shots are used in some school courses. No-one else ever sees them. But that’s all I can tell you because I go to the college, and I can not risk anyone knowing that I’m the model. The photographer is very discreet.”

“OK, I’m in.”

Act 4

Professor Edwards was very nervous about Mike Naismith coming to his apartment for photography with Petra, but there wasn’t much he could do about it now. They would be arriving any minute. She had assured the professor and Ronald that this would all go smoothly because Mike was a professional model. She also intimated that he was excellent in bed. Somehow this seemed to make the whole thing fine in her mind.

Ronald’s friend in the Theatre Department had loaned them costumes for the pair, along with material for two scenes. He wanted to use the balcony scene in Act 2 of Romeo and Juliet for photography, then the bedroom set from Act 3. The lounge and William’s bedroom were already set up as passable replicas of a wealthy Italian home in the Sixteenth Century. The two models soon arrived.

“This is my friend Mike Naismith. Meet William and Ronald, photographer and assistant,” Petra said as soon as they had stepped into the apartment.

“Come into the lounge and I’ll pour some drinks,” Ronald welcomed. “Scotch, wine, or beer for you Mike? Your wine is chilled the way you like it, Petra.”

Edwards was in no hurry to start tonight, wanting to chat with Naismith to alleviate his concerns about the new model. Some alcohol would also get everybody in the mood for the shoot. In the next half hour the professor became assured that all the man expected from this was a good time with Petra- he was clearly smitten. The masks, the jump drive, and instructional use of the photos seemed to have put him at ease with the arrangement.

Then it was time for the models to go into costume and get underway. When they were ready, Ronald sat with Mike on the sofa watching while William got down to some photography with Petra in the lounge- the balcony scene.

“Stand here by the railing, Petra…. A bit more sideways to highlight your shape in the costume. Good. Now pretend you are calling out to your lover, hidden in the garden below.”

“O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?” Petra recited from a few key lines which Ronald had provided for tonight’s scenes.

“Slowly pace in front of the balcony set now…. Sexy look for the camera…. Chest out. Stop at the edge and bend this way, looking down below…. Let’s see that cleavage…. Tug the top down some more and we’ll do that again…. Very nice!… Now go down on your knees as if you’re looking over the balcony edge…. Use both hands to gather the skirt up above your knees…. Good, but higher… higher…. I want to see your silky undergarments…. Now hold it.”

“Stand again and sway your hips as you walk in the opposite direction…. It’s a warm evening, so you slowly slip off your little waistcoat…. Now release a few buttons of the camisole…. Two more. Cup your hands beneath your breasts now and lift…. I want to see most of them on display…. Gorgeous! Lean forward to look down…. OK, now the rest of the buttons…. That’s it…. Tits out and roll your nipples with your fingers…. Slutty look for the camera…. Perfect!”