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X-Photos

By Anynom

(Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home.)
Author's Notes: Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. A quick little thing inspired by some stuff on Echso's site. This is separate from my stories that have Gillian Anderson as a mind controller herself so hope you like it. Enjoy.

Being a professional photographer in Hollywood often meant Richard got to meet some famous women and take their photos. It was a good job, all in all, he'd be able to spend time with a beautiful woman and take photos of her in interesting poses, some of which involved her nearly naked. It was a good life all in all and Richard couldn't get enough of it. And it helped that at times, he managed to find a way to get a special gallery going.

Today, he was with a woman who more than knew her way around a photo shoot. In early 1993, Gillian Anderson had been just another unknown actress in Hollywood. Now, she was one of the most recognizable faces on television, thanks to the massive success of "The X-Files" and her incredible beauty. With her role on the show winding down, she was starting to break out more in movies, helped by her acclaimed performance in "The House of Mirth," which proved she couldn't be just Scully.

Of course, it was hard for an actress to break out of such a well-known role, especially if they had Gillian's looks. Short red hair framing a face of chiseled beauty, the mole on her cheek only visible for public appearances and photo shoots such as this, small but still a nice body, wearing a loose black blouse and slacks, smiling cordially as she greeted Richard as he came to her nice home.

"Surprised you work alone," Gillian said. "I'm so used to having a dozen people around."

"Ah, some of us do it a lot," Richard answered. "Just works out easier."

"I have to admit, I was nervous when I heard you wanted to do this at my home," Gillian said, looking to the hallway leading to the bedroom near the studio. "But I was told you're a decent guy."

"I try to be," Richard said. "Lord knows it's tempting, especially when they're as gorgeous as you are."

Gillian blushed slightly as she walked over. "Well, you can take your time, I don't have anything else big to do. My daughter is with a sitter so we've got the place to ourselves. One good thing about cutting down on the Scully role, I've got a lot more free time."

"Sounds good," Richard said, resisting the urge to jump for joy at the news. "I'll try and get this set up for you as soon as I can."

"Well, it looks good," Gillian said, stepping over to the sofa as Richard started to set the photo equipment up. She stood there, brushing at her shirt. "So, where do you want to start?"

"Well, actually, I've still got some equipment to set up," Richard said. "You want to grab something to drink? Got some water over there."

"Thanks," Gillian said, walking over towards the cooler nearby. "I am kind of parched at that." She took a bottle out and opened it, taking a long sip. "Hmm. Good stuff."

"Private mix from a friend," Richard answered as he fiddled with the cameras, watching as Gillian downed more of the water. He fixed a few more things on his camera, making sure a smaller one was set nearby and ready to go at his convenience.

Turning back, Richard saw that Gillian had drank nearly the entire bottle already. "Wow," she said, lowering it. "I was more thirsty than I thought, I couldn't get enough of this stuff."

Richard began to think of something else Gillian wouldn't be able to get enough of soon but held himself as he walked over and had her stand up. "Okay, Gillian, just some standard poses first to get things started," he stated as he leaned in and started clicking. He glanced at his watch, timing it, figuring out just how much time he had. "Okay, Gillian, just give me a little more life there, just a little more, that's it."

Gillian smiled and let herself be put through a few poses. It was odd, she just felt a tingle inside her body as it went on, a strange feeling that moved through her entire being as the camera clicked away. It was strange, she suddenly felt so free, so loose, so amazingly clear all of a sudden. She just wanted to let it go on and listen to Richard. That was it, just listen to Richard and this wonderful feeling could continue.

"That's it, Gillian, that's it," Richard said, taking another picture. "Say, how about you lose the slacks, huh?" "What?" Gillian said, started a bit. "Lose the slacks," Richard repeated. "Nothing major, it just would really help the photos out. If you could do that for me?" Gillian frowned a bit, then shrugged and undid the button on her pants and slid them off. It was weird, she just felt so good following Richard's instructions like this, it just felt so very, very good. She slid her pants off and stood there in a black blouse and black satin panties. "Very nice, Gillian," Richard smiled as he kept on taking photos. "Very nice indeed, very sexy panties there." He leaned in and took a few more pictures, the camera clicking somehow making Gillian feel so much more relaxed in so many ways . "All right, Gillian," Richard announced. "Just lose the top and we've got something really good here." Good for his bankbook too, Richard thought. It was amazing. Only full drink of the little mind control potion his friend had gotten him and a woman was willing to do anything at all he wanted, go naked, take him to bed, anything. Richard had first took photos of them naked for himself. Then he found a rather nice way to make more money by selling them to private collectors on the provision they never be distributed since that would attract attention from the actual models who, as part of the drug, didn't remember a thing. Who needed hypnosis?

Right now, it was all working out perfectly. Gillian's top was off, showcasing her matching black satin bra, her breasts pushed together as she leaned forward, letting Richard get some nice shots down her cleavage. "Okay, that's good, Gillian, that's really good," Richard said. "Now do me a favor and lose the bra and you'll feel real horny after you do, you'll feel real horny after you lose your bra."

Gillian reached around and unsnapped the bra, pulling it off her, exposing her firm and round breasts, two of the most perfect tits Richard had ever seen and he'd seen quite a few. He was taken aback, licking his lips and struck by an idea as he did. "Gillian, is there any water left in the bottle?"

"A little," she shrugged, a slightly dull expression on her face but otherwise noticing nothing about her being topless.

"How's about taking what's left and pouring it over your tits?" Richard suggested. Gillian nodded and took the bottle, opening it and turning it over, letting the water pour over her breasts, trickles dropping down into the valley between her nice tits. "Very nice, Gillian," Richard said. "Very, very nice, just feel how hot you're getting right now, Gillian, how hot you're getting as that water runs down you, how hot you feel with that water running down your chest, Gillian, how hot you feel right now with that water. You're feeling really hot, aren't you, Gillian?"

"Yeah," Gillian nodded, throwing a little more water onto her chest, trickles starting to reach her panties.

"Gillian, would you like to make the photo shoot even better?" Richard asked.

"Sure," Gillian said, taking a sip of water, clear liquid running down her lips and to her chest.

"Would you like me to make love to you, Gillian?"

There was a brief pause before she nodded. "Sure...."

Moving quickly, Richard hit the record button on his video camera and moved forward. He embraced Gillian, kissing the smaller woman full on the lips. She answered back slowly at first but soon grew in strength, her tongue sliding into his mouth. Richard broke away as Gillian pulled off his shirt and threw it aside. As Gillian began to undo Richard's pants, he continued to kiss her, feeling his belt and zipper loosen and shucking his pants down, then his underwear to expose his hard cock.

Richard's mouth moved down to Gillian's chest, his tongue snaking out to lick at her wonderful breasts. He licked away the water, feeling the cool liquid on Gillian's hot skin and in his mouth. Gillian moaned, her body pressing against his as he licked at her nipples, letting his mouth cover one breast and suckling on it gently. Gillian's eyes were closed, her head back as her hands roamed over Richard's back, nails scraping on the skin.

Richard moved her over to the nearby couch and lay her down on it. He kissed each of her full breasts again before reaching down and sliding off her wet panties. Gillian's clit was ready for him, the red bush soaked with juice as the side effects of the drug began. Making sure the cameras could get it all, Richard leaned in and pushed his cock into Gillian's pussy, beginning to pump in and out of her as he did.

Gillian leaned back on the couch, moaning, her legs pressing against Richard's waist as he went at her, cock pushing in and out of her snatch. Richard leaned down, his mouth once again going to Gillian's chest, tongue reaching out and licking those wonderful breasts and loving the taste of water on them as he licked away at her. Gillian pressed herself against Richard's body, her pelvis working to welcome his strong cock into her, the thrusts increasing in tempo and strength, Richard knowing he had a great rythm going and wanting to enjoy it. Gillian's face was in sheer ecstasy, Richard's cock in her pussy and his face and hands running over her strong breasts all she could have wanted to feel incredibly good. Her face clenched in tight ecstasy as Richard shot his load into her, the couch shaking under them as they both came.

A few hours later, Richard was checking over the camera equipment which was now in Gillian's bedroom. For the better part of the afternoon, he and Gillian had been putting on quite a show, the red-haired beauty getting some of the best sex she'd ever had. Richard had taken her from behind, feeling that great ass in his hands. He sat up and had Gillian on him, her back to him so he could rub her breasts as she rode him. She'd ridden his cock again, this time facing him so he could rub at her tits. She'd sucked him off and he'd licked out her pussy but now it was time to pack it all in.

He had just finished putting away the equipment when Gillian stirred from the short nap she'd fallen into after their last exhaustive time. She looked up to see a half-dressed Richard packing up. "Oh no!" she cried out. She leaned forward, holding onto the rail of bed as she looked imploringly at the photographer. "Pleeeease, Richard, don't go! Not yet! I still need you!"

Richard looked down at Gillian, her breasts hanging down on the bed, her round ass exposed, a little cum on her chin and shrugged. What the hell, the drug wasn't going to wear off for another hour. He had time for a little quicky. He moved around, cupping Gillian's tight ass and loving her sigh as she felt him rub at her. Gillian would wake up sticky and assuming she'd had an intense daydream. Richard, meanwhile, would be selling off some private photos that would more than rate an X.

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