Prompt
· English
Amateur phone photo of real people. The woman, a 27-year-old woman of Southern European descent with light olive skin, strawberry-blonde hair, green eyes, soft rounded eyebrows and an oval face, of average height, with a plus-size body, is on all fours on the towel, both her hands planted flat on the towel, her head turned over her left shoulder toward the lens; her bare bottom is out, her beach dress is pushed up to her waist, her bare breasts hang down under her, her beach dress is pulled down below her breasts and bunched around her belly; she wears cat-eye liner and nude-pink lips, her sleek glossy long hair is neatly styled in soft waves. Her face is tensing up: her brows drawn tight together, her eyes narrowed on the lens over her shoulder, her lips parted in a held breath, her cheeks flushed deep pink, a thin shine of cum on her lower lip. Two people in front, the woman and one man, and four or five more men standing around them, watching and waiting their turn, the man is the dancer: the dancer kneels upright right behind her, his groin pressed flat against her raised bottom. The dancer, a slim young Thai man in his early twenties, tanned, short black hair, in a white tank top, his board shorts pushed down, has his cock rock-hard and uncut buried to the root in her anus, growing from his own groin, with his hands gripping her hips and pulling her hard against his groin. Her back is long and sloping up from her shoulders to her raised bottom, caught mid-thrust: her ass cheeks rippling from the impact, her breasts swinging, her hair flying; she wants it: greedy and proud, taking them one after another. A low bamboo bench stands in the sand at the back of a crowded Thai beach on a lantern festival night, behind a closed seafood stall with plastic chairs stacked on its tables and its tarp pulled down; down at the waterline the dense crowd stands with their backs to them, releasing glowing paper sky lanterns that drift up over the sea in their hundreds; a stack of red plastic stools, a cooler box and a paper lantern still folded sit in the sand by the bench. Vertical portrait frame, taller than wide; camera: a close candid snapshot from just above her left shoulder, the lens about half a metre from her face, looking along her body toward her hips; framing: vertical close view down along her back: her face large and sharp at the lower left of the frame, turned up over her left shoulder into the lens, focus locked on her eyes, her straight arms and her hands on the towel at the bottom edge; to the right of her head her shoulders and her whole bare back running diagonally up the frame to her raised bare bottom at the upper right; at the upper right behind her bottom the dancer kneeling upright, his face and chest above her bottom; blurred dark silhouettes of other men and the glow of the floating paper lanterns beyond; light: warm orange glow of the rising sky lanterns and the fairy lights of the stall on her face and skin, the stall tarp in deep shadow, deep blue night, warm amber skin tones; photo style: amateur phone snapshot with the direct on-camera flash, flat harsh light, unretouched skin with visible pores, small blemishes and shine on her forehead, high ISO grain, slightly soft focus, IMG_4471.JPG. A brazen moment at the back of the lantern festival, the crowd cheering at the water.
