Girls With Boys

Deximo began giving Gigi a little lecture and a bit of a history lesson about why she shouldn't do pornography in Carnipelago. And he was quite convincing... to me, anyway. Gigi?

"Well, then I guess I'll just have to visit Moon Island. Too bad you don't want to come with me..."

"I'll think about it. Can we get a couple more shots? I'll take my chances with that little...um... thing you have on..."

"Yay!"

"You can use it in that other magazine you do... you know, that porno mag?"

It got quiet suddenly. I could hear some mumbling but nothing discernible. I tip-toed closer.

"Ah ha! So you DO porno after all," Gigi belted out before being quickly shushed by my cousin. I knew nothing about Deximo doing porn, and it was currently against imperial regulations since Eris II took the throne so this was very interesting. I stood quietly outside the curtain. Read more »

"So... um... we gonna make some porn some time? I'll even do anal..."

After Gigi's insistance that Deximo either get her into the Carnipelago porn industry or fuck her ass good and hard... it was really hard to tell, frankly.... he excused himself and quickly rushed to the restrooms...

"But I'm not topless, silly..."

She inched up to Deximo, swaying in that dangerous little excuse for a bikini, "Wanna make some porno with me, Mister Professional Photographer?"

Deximo almost took the bait, then stammered once more... unintelligibly.

"But who'll run the camera?"

Deximo asked what she meant.

"Who'll run the camera when we're getting all hardcore together?"

Deximo hadn't been cockteased like this since Windi Welch was in our studios and now Gigi's hands were gliding up his trousers. Deximo somehow managed a sputted comment about her 'brother'... Read more »

"Thank you, Mister Professional Photographer..."

She was toying with him now. That cute, indecisive little foal that he met in the park last month was turning out to be one seriously dirty cocktease.

"Your hands are really big... and that usually means... um..."

Deximo was beginning to sweat.

"Though, I doubt you're as big as my brother."

Okay... that was weird. Again.

Before Deximo could put his jaw back in place, Gigi teetered too much and fell forward, thrusting her ass upward as one of her breasts fell out of her top.

"Woo... I'm out of practice... it WAS about four years ago..."

Whew... four years ago... We both did the math really quickly.

"Will you help me up?"

Wow. When Deximo advised Gigi that she should choose some panties to go with the sheer negligee she slid herself into, she just laughed.

"You can tell I don't have underpants?"

Deximo tried to fluff down the front of her slit-side gown and only wound up exposing her privates even more. She didn't even flinch even as Deximo began his little 'I'm a professional photographer' speech. She interrupted him.

"So, do you want me to show my pussy or not?" Read more »

Like a good papparazzi, Deximo would not be denied. He managed to find out where the lovely American was staying and when the time was right, paid her a visit one evening. She remembered him, but still appeared reluctant.

Gigi would not commit to anything without consulting her brother, she told us, so we waited to hear back from her. But the popularity of the few shots we got in May's edition led us to take a more proactive approach to winning her over...