Unspoken Pleasure

“We’re going to shoot you in various stages of undress in the schoolgirl outfit and then do the same for the sexy, street look. We’ll save the nude shots and do them all together, finishing with the negligee shot. Okay?”

“Sure what do you want me to do first? ” She’s like a student on the first day of school, all wide-eyed and eager but extremely nervous.

“Just stand between the bed and the dresser and let me get some shots of you fully dressed. Just smile and strike some poses. I’ll shoot and give you direction, as needed.” She’s wearing a plain white top tucked into a pleated brown skirt, socks and saddle shoes. I can’t believe how much like a high school girl she looks. Even without make up her face is beautiful and she’s giving me one of her most dazzling smiles. I take a few shots, as she turns left then right, standing as she thinks a model would. I help her pose, moving her chin up, adjusting the position of her arms, just touching her a lot so she feels it’s a natural part of the photo shoot.

“Okay, now turn around, bend over, lift up your skirt and show me your panties.” I’m starting to think about how slowly I’m going to undress her. Katrina turns around and lifts up the back of her skirt showing me her schoolgirl cotton briefs. “Okay, look back at me over your shoulder and smile.” Even with sexless schoolgirl panties, her ass is perfect. I study her shapely thighs as I shoot a few pictures. Her milk chocolate coloring gradually becomes darker brown up towards her ass. I can’t wait to see her dark, round cheeks when she removes her panties.

“You’re doing great! Now, let’s lose the blouse.” Katrina takes her blouse off and I pose her for a few shots then have her remove her skirt. She’s standing before me in her plain white bra and panties, trying to figure out what to do with her arms and looking very nervous. My cock is starting to push against the zipper of my shorts as I walk over to pose her. Close up I can see the hint of her dark bush under the white cotton panties and notice how dark brown her skin is from her naval down into her panties. I take a variety of shots of her standing, bending over and lying down on the bed before asking her to remove her bra.

My cock comes to full attention with the first sight of her gorgeous tits. Her black nipples and areolas stand out in stark contrast to the light chocolate color of the rest of her skin. I go for a closer look under the guise of helping her pose, the bulge in my pants couldn’t be more obvious.

“They’re perfect,” I tell her. “Now, just hold them up with your hands like you’re offering them to me.” She reaches her hands under her breasts, lifts her tits, squeezing them slightly and pushing the nipples out toward me. I adjust her hold on her breasts so she isn’t squeezing them so tightly. I replace her hand with mine to show her how I want her to hold her beautiful tits. My cock is so hard now that I can probably cum in my pants without even touching it. I’m doing my best to maintain an air of professionalism, while I’m slowly undressing and touching this lovely black goddess.

“Good, now smile.” I tell her as I snap some more pictures. I again shoot a variety of poses, front and side views, bending forward on the bed with her tits hanging down and lying on the bed with her legs spread. “Okay, now, slip your hand inside your panties and put an ‘oh that feels so good’ expression on your face.” She laughs nervously as she slides her hand down in her panties and tries for a dreamy look, but can’t hold it without cracking up.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“I’m sorry,” she says, still laughing, “It’s just kind of a weird pose. I mean I guess I can see why someone might want it, but it’s just seems funny to me.”

“It’s okay.” I reassure her.” You’re not the first model who’s had trouble holding character during specific poses.” I sit next to her on the bed and adjust the position of her legs, then straighten her panties over her hand. “What if you actually put your finger inside your vagina.” I say, thinking vagina sounds more professional than pussy. “That might help you imagine what the client is looking at when he sees you in this pose.” She blushes from her neck all the to her forehead, but I see her hand move around inside her panties and she lifts her knees slightly, pushing her finger inside her pussy. “What do you think? I ask, “Can you hold that for a couple of pictures?” Her face is flushed with embarrassment but she nods her head and I go back to the camera with my cock about to bust out of my shorts.

Next, I pose her kneeling on the bed, her panties down just enough to show her thick, black triangle of hair. Lastly, I turn her around and shoot her from the back with her panties just below her beautiful black ass cheeks. “Okay, wardrobe change. It’s time for your sexy street outfit. How are you doing, Kat? Do you need a break? Something to drink?”

“No, I’m fine.” She says, getting off the bed and heading for the guest bathroom. She doesn’t bother closing the door, since she’s been practically naked for the last twenty minutes.

“I wonder what it’ll feel like seeing you at work tomorrow when I know you’ve seen me naked like this.” She says loudly, leaning out the bathroom door as she puts on her black lace bra. “Do you think it’ll be weird? Would you feel weird if you knew I’d seen you naked?”

This might be just the opportunity I’ve been waiting for. Thinking on my feet, I say, “It’s funny, a couple of my models insist that I’m naked when I’m photographing them. They say they like to see my physical reaction to their poses. I think they just want to even things out.”

“I didn’t know that was an option.” Katrina says from the bathroom. “I think that’s a great idea. Will you do it?” She asks.

“What? Get naked for this next shoot?” I ask, watching her pull her tank top over her lace bra and zip up her skirt.

“Yes. I think I’d like that.” She says, smiling at me as she walks back into the bedroom. Her sexy street outfit looks like a sailor’s wet dream. Her shiny gold tank top is clinging to her stomach while the scoop neck stretches tightly across her tits leaving an ample amount of cleavage. Her tight black skirt outlines her perfect ass, stopping just below her cheeks to expose most of her black nylon covered legs.

“Okay.” I say, taking my shirt off. “Just be warned that you are exposing yourself to my natural reaction to your beautiful body.”

“Looks more like you’re the one exposing yourself.” She laughs, watching me remove my shorts and boxers, leaving me completely naked, my 8″ cock, sticking straight out in front of me. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I laugh.

Katrina laughs again and says, “Be careful where you swing that thing, Chris, you could get hurt.” Either the sexy outfit or the fact that I’m exposing my hard cock is having a positive affect on Katrina. The nervousness is gone and she actually seems playful.

I walk her through all the same poses that we did with the schoolgirl outfit. I continue to help her pose, touching her as much as I can. I’m pleased to see that she spends a great deal of the shoot staring at my cock, unless I specifically ask her to look at the camera. When she gets down to just her thong my cock is throbbing. I have her bending over, smiling over her shoulder at the camera and I put my hand on the inside of her thigh, telling her to spread her legs a little wider. I brush an imaginary speck off her ass and adjust her thong. Her dark brown, almost black, ass checks are about 3″ from the end of my rigid cock and I fantasize sliding it inside her hot, young pussy.

“Hey, keep that thing away from me.” She teases, “It looks dangerous.”

“You should talk.” I answer, “Your sexy ass looks dangerous to me!” I laugh and am tempted to smack her playfully on the ass, but resist, biding my time. “Let me get this shot, then we can take a break before the nude shots.”

We finish the shot and I direct her to one of the soft chairs along the far wall. “Have a seat and I’ll get us something to drink.” I bring lemonade and pastries from the kitchen and set them on the table between the chairs and sit opposite her.

“What do you think, so far, Kat? Is it what you expected?” I ask her, taking a drink of lemonade and studying her bare flesh while she takes a bite of pastry. I’m enamored with the subtle changes in her skin color across her stomach and thighs and her dark, almost black nipples perched on the front of her breasts. The hardness in my cock hasn’t receded one bit and it’s sticking straight up, almost pointing at her as we talk.

“It’s kind of like I expected, I guess. It still seems kind of unreal, sitting here talking normally, like we would if we were at work except that we’re naked.”

“Well, technically you aren’t exactly naked, you still have your thong on.” I laugh. “But we’ll fix that in a minute.”

“What does your wife think about you doing this type of photography?” She asks, her eyes focused on my aroused cock. “Doesn’t she get jealous?”

“Well, my wife is in the same situation as your father when it comes to my photography. She doesn’t know about this. She’s out of town right now.” She smiles and just sits there drinking her lemonade.

“Chris, do you think I can see some of the other pictures you’ve taken sometime, you know, of the other models?” She shifts in her chair turning towards me and I watch the gentle motion of her breasts as she moves.

“That’s not really a good idea, Kat. You wouldn’t want me showing your pictures to them would you?” I ask.

“No. I guess not. ” She answers, then asks another question, “What about you, Chris? Do you ever go back and look at the pictures you’ve taken? You know, later on maybe when your wife’s out of town?” She’s looking at me with a mischievous smile on her lips, her eyes dropping to my lap where my cock is pointing at her.

“Would it bother you if I wanted to look at your pictures, Kat?” I ask, smiling at her. “It’s no secret that I’m turned on by looking at your beautiful body.” I laugh, looking down at my fully erect cock then back at her face.