The Photoshoot (closed for oneclickgirl & Niceandbrutal)

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Walking down a dark alley, Kris became nervous. She was not a the typical girl you would see walking down an alley at this time of night. Kris was a young brunette in her early 20's. Her short hair came to the middle of her neck. She was a beautiful young woman that all the guys desired for. 5'5 with brown eyes and a thin body that barely reached 100 lbs soaking wet. Kris's 32C breasts gave even more attention due to her small body frame.

Kris was in a hurry looking for a studio her friend recommended her. She had never done a photoshoot before and was interested in trying new things since her high school boyfriend left her for college. She was wearing a white tank top and a blue jean miniskirt. "There it is" Kris said. She walked to the studio door and knocked. *KNOCK KNOCK*
 
Carl had started out as a model himself, but he actually found it less of a hassle to direct than to be directed. With a knack for photography and a knowledge of what he could demand of his models he had a fairly lucrative business going. Being in his early forties, Carl had by no means let his body go to waste. He worked out regularly and took his grooming and clothing seriously. He stood 6'2", weighed 190 pounds, had dark short hair and brown eyes.

Now tonight's shoot was one of his specials. The cute little voice on the other end of the line had told him she'd never done a shoot before. Amateur models were almost always good for his more special projects...

Carl's musings were interrupted by a knock on his door. Opening it, he saw a pretty young thing, all big eyes, bouncy tits and breathless nervous excitement. She looked like she might have something too. And if not, there was always his special projects to fall back on.

"Kris, isn't it? Please come in!"

He held the door wide open for her.
 
"And you must be Carl, my friend recommended you" Kris said looking up to him. She felt a little taken back by how overpowering he looked due to their height differential. Kris began to feel nervous, so she walked over to a stool in the middle of his studio. While sitting down, her miniskirt rode up and she slowly crossed her legs.

"Obviously I'm new to this, but I was thinking for the photoshoot some classy bikini shots, but maybe we could start with you taking practice pictures with me in this outfit" Kris said. "This way maybe it will loosen us up. What do you think?"
 
Carl took in the view as she walked by, sat down and crossed her legs. Yes, she definitely had something. Not haute-couture-anorectic something, but upscale-wholesome something nevertheless.. She definitely had a shot, but like all amateurs she thought she could waltz in and direct the director.

"Kris, honey, stop right there. That ensemble you're wearing has been done to death. Maybe if you'll ever become a famous model you can get away with the classics, but to get noticed today we need to look at face, tits, waist and legs. In addition we need to consider your hair and skin tone. That means bikinishots and nothing but bikinishots. Clear?"

Carl pointed to a corner of the room.
"I have some bikinis lying in that cardboard box over there. Why don't you pick one out and put it on while I set up the initial shoot?"

There was no assigned changing room or space in the studio, one of Carl's little bonuses. He pushed the remote in his pocket to start the hidden videocameras.
 
Kris was completely taken back by the photographers tone. No one had talked to her that way before. However, she had never done a photo shoot either, so maybe this is how things are. Kris looked around the studio and saw the cardboard box.

When Kris opened the box, she saw various bikinis and pulled them out. She found herself tossing each one aside, because they all seemed too provocative for her usual bikini wear. Kris knew she had to hurry so she grabbed the purple leopard print pattern. While standing in the corner with her back turned to Carl, she glanced over her shoulder to make sure he wasn't looking.

Kris placed her purple top under her tank top and tied the straps. She then took off her tank top exposing her back to the cool air. When she looked down at her chest, Kris noticed the top was very small and her breasts were hardly covered by the strings. Each time she adjusted one side of her top, her tanned, brown areola would show from the other top. Kris then pulled down her white thong and tossed it to the area where her tank top was. She put on the purple leopard thong bikini under her skirt, and then let her skirt drop to the floor and kicked it by her shirt.

Kris couldn't believe how much flesh she was showing, but trusted her friend and wanted to be in a photo shoot. She walked to Carl who was finishing setting up his equipment. Kris crossed her legs and folded her arms over her massive breasts to try and cover as much as she could. "Okay Carl. I'm ready"
 
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Carl looked her over, not quite able to hide a smile when he saw her trying to hide her areola. Amateur models could be so selfconscious at times! He hoped he could make her forget to be shy, because she had a killer body that screamed to be caressed by his cameras. Oh well, time to go to work.

"Kris, honey, just what are you trying to sell here? Miss Bashful of the year? You're supposed to be at the beach in the sun, not a care in the world."

He pointed to the cardboard backdrop that showed a generic beachscene, with sand and surf, the "sun" being one of the studio lamps.

"Now Kris, spread your legs, and place your hands on your hips, turn your head and lower it a little bit, turn your eyes toward the camera and give me your best smile."

Carl busied himself with the camera, waiting for Kris to follow his directions.
 
Kris knew Carl was right, besides he is a professional. Kris walked over to the cardboard backdrop. The scene was so real, she felt like she could be at the beach. She spread her legs and puts her hands on her hips, staring into the camera. With each flash she began to loosen up and smile more and more. It was the same smile that got all the boy's attention in high school.

As the flashes kept coming, she began to go off on her own. Kris bent over, revealing her thong swimsuit and perfect ass, while holding a beach ball. She began to toss the ball in the air, causing her breasts to bounce and giggle around her chest. With each playful bounce her purple top slipped higher and higher revealing her entire under boob.

Kris kept playing with the ball and gave it once last punch sending the ball flying across the room causing her entire breast to become exposed. She kept posing for the camera noticing Carl flashing away, smiling at her.
 
"Okay! That was a great set, Kris. But I'm not sure purple is your colour, if you know what I mean. Could we try something different? Something maybe even more revealing?"

Wow! Not only was she a natural, she seemed to lose her inhibitions a little when she was in the spotlight. He already had that one boobshot. He wondered how far he could push her...

"Actually, I think we need to mix things up a bit. Put on a red bikini if you can find one, then come see me! And make it revealing!" He called after her.
 
Kris walked back to the cardboard box and found the only red bikini in the box. It was not an ordinary bikini by any means. She turned her back to Carl. Kris took off her top revealing her naked back, while putting on the red top. When changing out the bottoms, she could feel a rush from the thought of changing naked with another man across the room from her. Kris looked at her outfit.

The red top was mesh and her brown nipples were almost transparent through the top. Her bikini bottom was made of the same material and the bottoms came so low you could see she shaved. She walked over to Carl.
 
Carl's pulse quickened when he saw her come slinking back in that semi-transparent next to nothing red bikini. She was hotter than her friend, in fact she was one of the hotter amateurs he'd ever photographed.

"Kris, you look awesome. Breathtaking."

He handed her a beige trenchcoat and a brown hat. He'd changed the backdrop. Now it was a brick wall that looked like a part of an inner city slum.

"What we're trying to do here is to kill a few birds with one stone. The client needs to see you with headgear, and they need to see you take clothing off. What I want you to do now, Kris, is to get in front of that backdrop. I need you in the same mindset you were in before, but in a changed mood. You're a tough gangster chick in the big city, and you need to undress to distract a rival. I want to see seduction, I want to see you promise the camera untold pleasures with your eyes, I want a hint of aggression and lots of skin.
Ready? Go!"

*CLICK-CLICK-CLICK-CLICK*
 
Kris put on the trenchcoat and hat and walked to the back drop. With each *CLICK* she stared into the camera with a mischevious look. Kris opened the trench coat just enough to flash her massive boobs in her semi-sheer red top.

Kris dropped the trench coat and placed her arms on the brick wall back drop. She turned seductively to the camera and smiled. *CLICK* Kris pulled the strings from her top and held it out to the camera with her breasts pressed against the wall.

She could tell Carl was loving it. In the moment she turned with her arm covering her nipples. *CLICK* Suddenly Kris became nervous. She switched from her arms to her hands covering her breasts, trying not to reveal too much. Kris sat down with her back to the wall and covered her perky breasts with the hat. She turned her head to the side with only a hat covering her breasts.

With nervousness in her voice Kris said,"This is as much topless as I can make myself do Carl!"
 
"That really is too bad, honey. Many lingerie and swimwear shoots require topless modelling. For the European market. "

He looked her over. She was obviously nervous, no doubt about that. Careful now.

"Honey, I seldom tell first time models this, but you're a natural. And you're a knockout. You sure you can't do more, um, provocative shots? Showing that you are willing to go the extra mile is a great selling point. And let's be grown up about this, sugar. Sex sells."

"But maybe you need to grow into this. What do you say we do another set? No more provocative than this one, except topless? Think you can do that?"
 
"I just don't know if I can do it, I'm too nervous for my first time." Kris said. Then the thought came to her. She walked over to the cardboard box and pulled out a sheer lace blind fold.

Kris put it on and put her back to the wall. With one hand she held the hat over breasts and with the other the pulled her bottoms down to the side. Revealing the top of her tattoo by her naked hip.

*Click* She pushed her boobs into the hat and spread her legs wide keeping the bottoms from barely dropping, barely revealing the top of her slit. She spread her hands out as wide as she could against the wall with her boobs pressed firmly into the hat.

With the blindfold on, Kris felt more at ease not knowing what the flash from the camera was portraying. Her barely naked body was exposed to the camera, without her having to see it.

"Carl, this blind fold is helping but I'm so nervous I can't take my hands off this wall" Kris said.
"I want to do more, but I can't".
 
Oooh! Kinky.
Carl contained a grin. This is a start, edge her into it now he thought.

"You're good at thinking outside the box, kid. We can work with this. How about this: lose the blindfold, close your eyes? Think it over. I need to set up for a new set with you anyway. I want you to find a provocative and shiny bikini."

He had some great pictures already, both for his regular customers and for his more exclusive clientel. But he wanted to see if he could push her further.
 
Kris agreed but was puzzled with what Carl was thinking about for the next shoot. She found pink bikini bottoms in the box that had glitter shimmering all on it, but no top. She saw a bunch of glitter in a bowl with a spray bottle beside it. Kris sprayed her naked breasts with the water and poured glitter over her breasts, making sure to sprinkle the most on her nipples.

Kris's nervous hands spread the glitter as much as she could over as much of her breasts as possible. The brown in her areolas were easily seen and her erect nipple had glitter smudged over it. Kris walked over to Carl leaving a glitter trail with each step.

"Okay let's do this shoot" Kris nervously said to Carl as she closed her eyes.
 
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Oh, perfect!
The backdrop again had changed. Now it showed a club with a mirrored ball. Carl had a portable stripper pole chained down and a stereo with some sensual music ready. He had the start of a hardon in his pants now. The girl was shedding her inhibitions faster than he'd thought.

"A form of exercise becoming more and more popular is stripper poles. To sell athletic clothes today, models need to know how to handle the pole. I got some mood music right here. Show me how much you love that pole, Kris. Show m- the camera how hot you think it is. Keep your eyes closed if you want to, but imagine yourself dancing in a club, all the men ogling you and making love with you with their eyes. You're the one in control of these men, Kris. You show'em!"

He hit "play" on the stereo, starting up one of Goldfrapp's fuck-me songs.
He readied the camera.
 
Kris slowly walked around the pole using her hands as a guide as the music played. She had fun with it and spun around as pictures were being taken. She tried different poses by bending over away from the camera, showing off her butt. She was hesitant to turn and face the camera, because with each move, more glitter was falling off.

Kris lay on her stomach and peeked through her eyes to see where Carl was. She pushed her butt in the air for a few shots and slowly crawled towards the edge of the stage where Carl was. Kris scooped her body up and faced the camera. The glitter from her breasts had completely worn off from her breasts rubbing across the stage.

Kris put her hands on her hip. Her shiny bottoms were barely covering her small, shaved vagina and formed a camel toe that hid nothing. Kris held her eyes tight. "Take the pictures."
 
Incredible set.
Carl took a few pictures of Kris' exposed front. She looked distinctly uncomfortable. This wouldn't do. He needed to loosen her inhibitions some more.

"Okay Kris, hold that pose. It's perfect. Don't move a muscle. I just need to adjust your wardrobe a little."

He approached her.
 
Kris listened to what Carl had instructed her to do. She held her pose with her left arm rested against her hip. Her naked breasts felt heavy on her chest as she held her breath as Carl approached her. The nervousness Kris felt from Carl standing in front of her naked breasts caused her heart to beat out of her chest. She was almost sure he could hear her heart beat.

"What's wrong with my wardrobe?" she questioned.
 
"I'll just have to make some adjustments. Stand still now."

Karl couldn't help but smile at her naïveté. She was barely dressed at all and she clearly didn't realize his adjustment was nothing more than an excuse to cop a feel, maybe warm her up a bit.

He started "brushing off" her tits, all the while muttering about lens glare and having to hold her breasts to better brush the glitter off.. God, they felt great! Large, firm and perky.
 
Kris at first felt taken back that Carl had just grabbed her breasts in his massive hands; however, she remembered that this was the norm during a photoshoot. Besides glitter could cause a problem with the flash of Carl's camera. She began to blush when her nipples were becoming erect as his fingers brushed past them. His hands were so rough as they squeezed each breast.

Kris began to feel more at ease now that Carl was becoming more dominant to her. She liked how he took control of the photoshoot.
 
She responded well to his touch. Looking at her nipples turning hard made him hard another place in turn.

"Stand still now honey, don't move an inch!"

He snapped a few shots with her pert breasts, nipples at attention.
Then he paused and made a sound.

"Oh, one more thing I need to correct. Don't move now."

He approached her again and crouched. He placed one finger on each side of the panties she wore and under the pretense of hiding her cameltoe got a little feel of her pussy.
 
Kris heard the first snap of the camera. With the flash in her eyes, she saw as Carl took her first topless picture. Each subsequent picture made her feel more and more call until finally she was at ease. This modeling thing was not so tough, when you are in the moment. Just then she watched Carl approach her.

She felt his hands adjusting her tiny bikini bottoms. At that moment she felt a finger slip past her pussy, causing a quick rush.

Kris wanted to say something like "Watch those fingers!!" But he was in control now. She stepped back and playfully went back to the pole. She swung around a few more times, bending over for more pictures, feeling more at ease with Carl.

After a while, she walked towards Carl who was knelt down. Kris bent over with her tits hanging in front of him. She pushed her big boobs together and jokingly said,"Don't have any ones??"
 
She was teasing him! He had to smile at that. He snapped a few more pictures of her, then put the camera aside as she bent over and displayed her breasts. Not able to conceal the growing bulge in his pants Karl playfully grabbed her boobs and gave them a gentle squeeze as he said "I do now!"
 
"I mean dollar bills, Carl!" Kris said in a offended way as she pulled her breasts back out of his hands. As she stood over Carl she noticed the bulge in his pants. Kris then had a playful idea. She thought she mine as well have fun while she was in the role of stripper for the shoot.

Kris pulled Carl up and sat him with his back to the pole. She placed his camera by his side. "Guess I'll keep this role going" Kris playfully said. She slowly walked around Carl, sliding her hands around the pole above Carl's head.

Kris began to slide her body down with her breast passing in front of Carl's face without touching. She turned around and bent over in front of Carl, slowly lowering her butt in her sexy thong. Kris let her ass touch his erection in his pants and gave him a quick lap dance. With each grind she felt Carl's bulge grow against her butt.

Kris stood up and put the hat back on her head.
 
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