Pornography Photographer - 01

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Chapter 1 A Kiss with Jasmine

In the darkness, the city was still brightly lit, the roads bustling with traffic, but the sidewalks were sparsely populated. A handsome man wearing sunglasses walked towards the Dome Stadium, talking on his cell phone.

"Little Fatty, you're sure Chen Wanfan won't show up again, right?"

"Don't worry, Ma Long. He just went into his mansion with his new lover from last night. He won't be out for an hour or two, plus the drive. You can go and have your way with Jasmine. Hehehe! But I'm worried about whether you'll be recognized."

Ma Long chuckled smugly, stroking his chin. "I had that demonic doctor Sanada Sage do plastic surgery, which cost me a hundred thousand yuan. It looks flawless, exactly like Chen Wanfan's face."

The little fat man lewdly said, "Then..." "Alright, the client gave me a million dollars to take sex photos of Jasmine. If you mess it up, my commission will be gone!"

Malone said confidently, looking at his palm. "Who do you think I am? I'm Malone, the 'Pornography Photographer,' produced by Dead Night Evil. Which rich person wouldn't be scrambling to get my 'Uniform Temptation' series? With the Evil Eye on my palm, this job is a piece of cake." A third eye appeared on his palm, with a blue pupil and a cold gaze, creating an extremely eerie atmosphere.

After hanging up, Malone strode away. As a werewolf, he possessed the Evil Eye he had transplanted. This Evil Eye could travel to any part of his skin, not only a treasure for peeping, but he could also use it to mentally imprint images he had seen onto the memory cards of digital cameras or the discs of handheld camcorders.

Moreover, unless someone authorized it through his spell, they would only see a blank screen when viewing the images on the memory cards and discs.

With his supernatural ability of the Evil Eye and the physique of a werewolf, Malone wreaked havoc in the dark world, specializing in raping or seducing various uniformed beauties. Female police officers, judges, doctors, nurses, military officers, maids, and saleswomen were all subjects of the Dead Night Evil Company's uniform-themed series. Compared to adult films featuring AV actresses in cosplay, these were genuinely appealing, and he considered himself worthy of being ranked alongside the three great demons of the dark world and among humans.

Ma Long muttered to himself, "This time the target is the duo, Jasmine, the female singer from Jasmine Lily? This is my first time playing with a female celebrity! Hehehe! It's a bit of a shame there's no uniform. Raping female celebrities is one of the four great villains, Hong Boqiang's specialty. This time, I'll try to challenge his strength."

At this moment, a voice called out to Ma Long from the roadside, "Brother, I see you have dark clouds over your head and your face is dark. Why don't you let me give you some pointers?"

Ma Long turned his head and saw a fortune-telling stall by the roadside, with a banner that read "Master of Astrology, Divination, and Feng Shui, Zhuo Yingming." A middle-aged man with distinct features said, "If you're right, you can give me a few coins. If you're wrong, feel free to come and tear down my stall." Seeing that he

still had time, Ma Long decided to give it a try. He walked to the chair in front of the stall, sat down, and held out his palm for the feng shui master, Zhuo Yingming, to see.

Zhuo Yingming examined Ma Long's palm and said, "Young master's palm lines are different from his facial features. You must have had plastic surgery!"

Ma Long nodded in agreement.

Seeing that he had guessed correctly, Zhuo Yingming continued excitedly, "I see you come from a wealthy family, sir, truly destined for greatness! Alas, you are tormented by love, and have fallen on hard times. As the saying goes, even Heaven grows old if it has feelings. Young master, you should be more open-minded. Women are like clothes, brothers are like limbs; turn back before it's too late."

Ma Long sneered, "You guessed I came from a wealthy family and was destined for greatness just because I'm dressed in designer clothes? That's just idle talk; the future is unpredictable! As for women, I'm confident in my good looks, so I'll have plenty. Let's talk about something else!"

Zhuo Yingming, sweating profusely, said, "Young master, you're about to face a love tribulation. I advise you to turn back before it's too late, and don't easily get involved with other women, or you might lose your life!"

Ma Long said loudly, "I see you have an unknown background and malicious intentions; you'll soon suffer a physical injury."

Ma Long's fist flew like the wind, aimed directly at Zhuo Yingming's face. Just as it was about to hit him, Zhuo Yingming screamed and fell to the ground.

Ma Long kicked over the stall, intending to chase after the suspicious feng shui master, only to find that the master had vanished, leaving behind only a 10% discount card. From afar came Zhuo Yingming's voice: "Please don't blame me if I misspoke, young master. I'll give you a 10% discount card as compensation. Young master, think twice before you die! Bloodshed under the pomegranate skirt, death under the peony flower, even as a ghost, it's a wasted life..."

Ma Long, who had never believed in feng shui or fortune-telling, thought that with so many enemies, this feng shui master, Zhuo Yingming, must be a spy secretly following him, looking for an opportunity to ambush him. What feng shui master? He didn't believe in that!

Ma Long confidently said, "What peach blossom calamity? Someone's paying me to play with female celebrities, that's real peach blossom luck!" With that, he unceremoniously tore up the 10% discount card.

Half an hour later, at the Taipei Arena, Jasmine Lily's concert had just ended, and the two returned to the dressing room.

Most of the fans had already left, but a tenth of the tens of thousands remained, waving flags and shouting, hoping to see Jasmine and Lily one last time before they left.

"Lily!"

"Jasmine!"

"We love you!"

The enthusiasm of the fans testified to their immense popularity.

At that moment, Ma Long, now disguised as Chen Wanfan, entered with a bouquet of roses, his charming smile saying, "Lily, Jasmine, congratulations on the successful conclusion of your concert."

Jasmine, who was about to remove her makeup, said happily, "Didn't you say you were coming on the last day?"

Ma Long leered, "I missed you, plus your slutty body! So I came early."

Jasmine giggled, "You rascal, whose body are you calling slutty! You have such a pretty face, but such a wicked mouth."

Jasmine's oval face was radiant even without makeup, and with makeup, she was even more stunning. An angelic face, a devilish figure, and especially her outwardly chaste but inwardly seductive nature—a natural allure, a subtle yet unrestrained and flirtatious charm! As a star, she certainly possessed qualities unlike ordinary beauties.

Jasmine was still wearing the sequined dress she wore for her performances. Not only were her exquisitely sculpted shoulders and arms fully exposed, but the back of the dress was also short, ending at her waist, revealing half of her breasts, including a third of her snow-white orbs. Her slender waist was so tight it could be grasped in one hand. The lower half was as short as a ballet tutu, decorated with feathers at the back like a peacock's tail, her long, beautiful legs encased in skin-colored stockings, and she wore several-inch high heels.

Jasmine, her eyes brimming with desire, glanced at Lily. With a knowing, lewd grin, she stood up and said, "We're going to celebrate with the staff tonight, so don't linger too long."

Lily had barely closed the door when Malone boldly pulled Jasmine into his arms, one hand pressing and kneading her firm breasts. He looked down tenderly and asked, "Did you miss me during the performance?"

Jasmine's cheeks flushed, and she replied in a seductive voice, "I missed you so much my panties are wet!"

Finding the breasts in his hands not only smooth and tender but also incredibly elastic, Malone was quite satisfied with Jasmine's body, but somewhat surprised by her level of wantonness.

Malone pressed his face against Jasmine's and said to her, "Jasmine, you can't do this! As a singer admired by thousands, you always present a youthful, pure, and innocent image, but inside you're so lewd and wanton. I'll punish you with a spanking!"

Jasmine wasn't afraid at all; instead, she nestled happily in Malone's arms and said sweetly, "We'll celebrate with the staff later, then go to the hotel for the night. I'm waiting for you to spank me as punishment!"

Malone, already burning with desire, lowered his head and bit Jasmine's earlobe, licking her earlobe with his tongue. He reached under her armpit and pulled down the zipper of her skirt. With an excited expression, he said, "I can't wait any longer, I want you now!"

Hoping that there would be female celebrities in the world who were chaste and retained their virginity was, in the first place, a delusion. Malone decided to accept reality. Being able to hold Jasmine, who was only to be admired from afar and presented a pure and innocent image, in his arms and freely caress and play with her was always a rare thing.

The usually wanton and promiscuous Jasmine suddenly became panicked and anxious. Although she had been with many men, to have sex directly in the dressing room was too crazy and bold. After all, this was part of the workplace.

Jasmine said with a hint of resistance, "Are you serious? The manager will be here later, and I have to wear this outfit for my performance tomorrow for thousands of fans. It can't be dirty."

Malone pulled the zipper down and licked her delicate neck forcefully before saying, "If the manager wants to see, let her see! If the clothes get dirty, I'll just change them."

Jasmine adopted a tougher stance, speaking much more sternly to Malone, "No! If the clothes get dirty, you can't just find a replacement. You can do whatever you want at the hotel tonight, but not now."

Malone lewdly said, "Why worry about such a small thing!"

Jasmine, who was radiant and graceful on stage, now awkwardly pushed Malone away in his arms. If the manager saw this, she would definitely be scolded again. However, stimulated by Malone's boldness and passion, Jasmine's heart couldn't help but admire the handsome Malone even more, making her even more eager for what passionate night awaited her at the hotel.

Malone was ecstatic. Something so easily obtained lacked challenge; it was the woman's resistance that made it exciting and satisfying. Malone, driven by lust, exclaimed, "The more a woman says no, the more a man wants her! The more a woman resists, the more exciting and pleasurable it is to get her with force! Hehehehehehe!"

Malone boldly kissed Jasmine, parting her lips and thrusting his tongue into her mouth, wantonly violating and provoking her soft, fragrant lips. A pair of rough hands invaded from above and below. One hand slipped under the unzipped zipper, directly caressing Jasmine's proud breasts, while the other slipped under her miniskirt, inside her panties, swirling and caressing her sweat-drenched pubic hair.

Jasmine raised her voice, angrily shouting, "I already said no! I'm not doing it now, did you hear me? I'm not joking with you!"

Facing the popular actress whose expression had turned icy, her brows furrowed, her face frosty, radiating an aura of unyielding inviolability, Ma Long licked her smooth cheek with his wet, saliva-covered tongue, saying, "Hey! When I said I wanted it, did you even have a chance to say no? Besides, could your slutty body refuse me?"

Ma Long grabbed Jasmine's slender hands, shoving her towards the window and pinning her arms above her head. He wantonly violated this singer, sacred and inviolable in the eyes of her fans, forcefully kissing, sucking, and licking her pretty face and neck, while his other hand wantonly violated her private parts, his fingers even probing into her warm, wet vagina.

Terrified and completely disoriented, Jasmine's face paled. She screamed, "Chen Wanfan, are you crazy? What if the fans see us, or the reporters take pictures?" Jasmine struggled fiercely, her heart filled with fear. For her, a popular singer and actress, her image was more important than life itself!

"Ahhh... Let go... Let go! You madman... you idiot... Ahhhhhh..." But amidst the extreme tension and fear, Jasmine simultaneously felt an unprecedented sensual stimulation within her body. Female celebrities often have a desire to perform, to be the center of attention. Now, this desire manifested as the excitement of exposure. Coupled with Ma Long's wild and passionate advances and caresses, her feminine instincts awakened, making her crave further violation deep within her.

"I can't get my skirt dirty! And I can't let anyone see me

...

Ahh

...

In the suddenly pitch-black dressing room, Malone pulled down Jasmine's skirt, dragging it down to her waist, leaving her bare back facing the window.

Jasmine, standing naked against the wall, finally felt a little more at ease. With the lights off, she wouldn't attract so much attention, and besides, the photos taken in such dim light wouldn't be clear.

Her hair plastered messily to her face, Jasmine said uneasily, "Not here!"

Malone tore apart the panties covering Jasmine's private parts and buried his face in her D-cup breasts, rubbing them vigorously as he said, "But do you really want me to stop? That wet little mouth down there doesn't say that! Although it's dark now and I can't see your face clearly, your enthusiastic fans can definitely see your bare back! Shouldn't an idol singer satisfy and serve your supporters?"

Malone threw away the torn panties, released Jasmine's tightly gripped hands, knelt beneath her, and pushed up the lower half of her miniskirt. The female singer who now dominates the music scene is completely naked before him, except for the skirt wrapped around her waist and the high heels on her feet.

His gaze is burning as he stares at the peach garden beneath the thick, dark forest, glistening with golden sweat and love fluid, trimmed to fit into a sexy dance costume. Malone extends his tongue, performing oral sex on Jasmine's full, rounded mounds.

"Ugh! Ahhh...you...ahhhhhh...ha...ha...ah!" Jasmine unconsciously lets out sweet moans, her voice clear and melodious like heavenly music. As a werewolf, Malone's tongue is longer, thicker, and rougher than that of an ordinary human. Being licked and teased by this tongue, playing with her petals, occasionally thrusting into her overflowing flower, Jasmine is driven almost mad by the electric-like pleasure.

Jasmine's slender hands press against Malone's head, not to push him away, but to excitedly pull at his hair. Her once-coiled black hair now cascaded over her smooth, fragrant shoulders. Under the moonlight, her fair skin, as white as snow, shone brightly in the dark room.

As Ma Long's tongue probed, penetrated, licked, and teased, the woman standing by the window trembled and tensed, writhing seductively. She was not only drenched in sweat, but her vulva was also overflowing with 　　lustful fluids. 　　"

Ahhh... Chen Wanfan... you... ahh ...

Apart from the skirt rolled up around her waist, Jasmine was completely naked and terrified. If the fans outside recognized her, her career would be over.

Her face pale with fear, Jasmine pushed Marlon's head away, yelling, "Get out of the way!"

"I won't!" Marlon looked up from in front of Jasmine's vulva, his lips glistening with love juice. He licked them clean and continued lewdly, "The fans down below can't see what you're doing down there. Even if they see your bare back, you can just claim you were wearing that backless dress! And you really were! Hehehe!"

Marlon then used his tongue and fingers to trace patterns on her labia and probe into her overflowing, juicy vulva.

"That back view looks a bit like..."

"Is Jasmine standing naked by the window?"

Hearing the shouts outside, Jasmine trembled violently, her heart filled with terror, but she couldn't escape Marlon's control. Her breasts continued to heave, her peach-like buttocks swaying from side to side as her tongue and fingers entered. In the dark dressing room, her snow-white naked body was even more dazzling.

Amidst a series of uncontrollable pleasures, Jasmine thought in fear, "It's over! What will tomorrow's newspapers and magazines say about me?" "Female singer Jasmine was found naked by the window after taking drugs," "Popular female star is actually an exhibitionist!" 　　Jasmine gripped and pulled at Ma Long's hair tightly, screaming and moaning, "Chen Wanfan, let me go! Ahh...you...do you want to kill 　　me 　　? 　　I

'll be 　　ruined! Ahhh...ahh ... 　　Ma Long inhaled the delicate fragrance emanating from Jasmine's vulva, his sharp gaze fixed on the constantly writhing, gushing nectar-filled opening. Just as the murmurs outside the window subsided, he launched his attack. 　　He stood up, turned Jasmine around to face the window, and from behind, grasped her large breasts, too big to be held in one hand, kneading and playing with them forcefully. The smooth, slippery feel was simply exquisite! It seemed this popular female singer knew how to take care of her skin. 　　"Ahhh...ahhhhhh...let...let go!" Jasmine struggled frantically, as anxious as an ant on a hot plate. 　　Sweating profusely and dripping with nectar, Jasmine was terrified of being photographed by fans and reporters! On the verge of collapse, tears welled up involuntarily, and she immediately covered her face with her slender hands, no longer caring about her exposed breasts.

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