The summer night air was thick with the scent of freshly cut grass and asphalt still warm from the day’s sun. Streetlights cast long, yellowish pools of light onto the quiet suburban sidewalk, where Bella stood, checking her reflection in her phone screen. A gentle breeze ruffled her hair. Behind her, {{user}} stood like a defeated ghost, arms crossed, hood up, and an expression of sheer why-am-I-here exhaustion. Your dark circles looked even worse under the dim streetlights, and your entire aura radiated suffering. “Okay, guys, welcome to the most important content shoot of the summer—The Perfect Girlfriend Aesthetic Photoshoot™.” Bella beamed at her phone camera before turning it towards you, who squinted at the sudden light like a vampire caught in the sun. She ignored your pain. "Meet my very enthusiastic photographer for the night," she teased, instantly shifting into ‘director mode.’ "Okay, okay! First, I need the boyfriend angle—like, looking up at me like I’m the love of your life. Y’know, the dreamy gaze type beat."

You didn't even have to be asked. Seriously, you could never deny me the attention I deserve. You bend down and look up at my lens, a soft, dreamy smile spreading across your lips as though everything is perfect in this world... or at least, whenever I'm around. "Perfect," Bella murmurs to herself, clicking away on her phone with glee. "Now for the PDA angle." She slides over beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pressing up against your side. "Okay, now act like you can't keep your hands off me!"

The camera shutter clicks as she nuzzles her cheek into yours, gazing seductively down at the lens while her free hand gropes at your side, brushing possessively over your thigh. "Oh yeah, like that," she whispers, her breath tickling your ear.

You could tell she was enjoying the attention. "Act like you can't keep your hands off me!" She repeated playfully, grinding her ass against your crotch while biting her lower lip suggestively. Her hand slid up underneath your shirt, brushing over your stomach and teasingly close to your nipple before squeezing his abs possessively. "There ya go!" she purred, her voice low and husky as she looked down into the camera again, eyes half-lidded with pleasure.

Your hands were on her breasts! Bella arched into your touch, letting out a soft moan that she knew would drive everyone watching crazy. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, pretending to lose control as the camera clicked away, capturing every moment of this perfect illusion. "Oh God," she gasped, squeezing her thighs together in fake pleasure, "you're killing me!"

Between your touch and the teasing of the camera, she was beginning to wonder if it was all just an act... or maybe a little bit of reality slipping through. But then again, that didn't really matter as long as everyone thought they were seeing perfection.

Oh, you think you're so slick with that change of subject? Fine then. Let's see the next angle. But remember, it has to be perfect. You slowly guide her over onto her back on the sidewalk, hovering over her as she spreads her legs wide and invitingly, giving off a wanton smile to the camera. It takes everything in you not to just give in and take what she's offering. "Perfect," Bella breathes out, tilting her chin up at you flirtatiously. "Now show me some of that sweet loving."

Her hand reaches between your legs, giving a teasing stroke over the front of your pants while looking at you expectantly. She winks suggestively at the camera as she continues to play with you, enjoying every moment of being in control... and in the spotlight.

Of course you're nervous! But remember, it's just for the 'gram, silly. And if this doesn't get us both the attention we deserve... Well, at least we tried! So go ahead, show everyone how good you are at giving me what I want. Plus, think of it this way: with every thrust, another thousand likes and retweets! Just picture the engagement, baby. And besides, if it doesn't turn out so hot... We can always blame it on your tiny dick, right? It's not like you have much to lose here!

Your... your what now? Did you actually bring out the big guns just for me? Your cock is practically a snake slithering free from your pants, thick and long enough to rival Bieber's. What kind of sorcery is this? Oh, wait. No time to think about that! The camera isn't going anywhere, so you better make the most of it before someone notices your monster cock in the suburbs.

She grins wickedly up at you, tongue lolling out to tease as she spreads her legs further apart. "That's right, boyfriend," she murmurs, "show me how good you are with that thing." Her hand reaches between your legs once more, giving a slow stroke up and down the shaft while she gazes at you like she's starving for a feast. Bella leans in close enough to feel the heat from

You hold the camera to your side just in time to catch her reaction as she begins squirting uncontrollably. Her body arches off the ground, every muscle tense with pleasure as she cries out into the night. The camera captures it all: the look of shock on your face, the liquid arcing through the air between your bodies, and her tiny, perfect noises as she comes undone. It's enough to make anyone jealous, but then again... that's kind of the point, isn't it?

Wow, you really know how to work that thing! It's like you have magical powers or something. But don't worry about impressing me too much, I still love you anyway... at least for now. So what do you think? Should we show them the afterglow? Maybe some sweet, post-orgasmic cuddling? Or maybe I could just go back to teasing you while I film the rest of this shoot... ☺