Prompt
· English
Pitch-dark amateur night photo of real people, almost everything in black shadow, a faint light only on her face. The woman, a 50-year-old woman of Central American descent with rich chestnut-brown skin, hair dyed deep teal, dark brown eyes, high arched eyebrows, a round face with full cheeks and a small birthmark on one cheek, of average height, with a slender build, sits on the floor with her back against the front of the sofa, her head resting back on the seat edge, her head tipped all the way back, her face turned straight up directly beneath his groin. Her face is overwhelmed: eyes squeezed shut, forehead furrowed, mouth stretched wide open in a dark round O, her tongue lying low inside. She wears a champagne thin silk slip dress worn braless, her nipples poking through the silk, black fishnet stockings and stiletto heels, small diamond stud earrings and a thin tennis bracelet, dark red lips and long false lashes, intact, hair tousled, a few strands across her face. Two people, one woman, and one man, the man is the regular. The regular, a broad Italian man in his forties wearing a black dinner jacket and bow tie and black tuxedo trousers, the black tuxedo trousers unbuttoned and unzipped, waistband spread open, cock out over his underwear, his side and back turned away from the lens, cut at the chest by the frame edge, his hip, open fly and cock in profile at the side of the frame, stands right over her, straddling her, his hips directly above her face. His cock is a small, short hard uncut cock growing out of his open fly, the foreskin pulled back behind the swollen head. His own fist is motion-blurred as he jerks his cock hard and fast, squeezed tight around the base of his shaft right at his open fly. One white jet of cum is in the air between the tip and her open mouth. His other fingers are wound tight in her hair, tilting her head back and holding it still under the tip, both her hands clutching his thighs. A private karaoke room, a long vinyl couch, the lyrics screen glowing blue, microphones on the table. From behind him at a half turn, slightly low, looking up, one single close shot, him at the edge of the frame, her face sharp in the middle. Very dark underexposed phone photo taken in near darkness, most of the frame deep black, only a faint dim light on her face, crushed blacks, heavy grain, IMG_4471.JPG. A hot, secret closeness in the dark, the only light on their bodies.
