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Lingerie Model
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CHAPTER 1 - GEOFF'S FANTASY
Geoff was thrilled. Sharon's words brought the promise of
fulfillment to a fantasy he had recently found repeating itself
in his thoughts during their times together. As erotic and
satisfying as their sexual explorations had been together, his
thoughts often strayed to the idea of bringing a second female
into the act.
Over dinner, Sharon, an extremely attractive camera technician at
the local TV station, told him, that she'd met a young beauty
contestant in the course of shooting a story for the station, who
wanted her to do a "lingerie shoot" for the girl's portfolio.
Anticipating Geoff's interest, she had told the girl, Marcia,
that she be happy to do so, and suggested they meet at her friend
Geoff's house, as it would provide a great setting for the shoot.
Marcia was bringing her own outfits for the shoot, and Sharon had
promised to loan her a few more from her own collection to try.
She told him to hurry up and eat, so that they could set up,
before Marcia arrived at nine.
Sharon knew how to stimulate Geoff! Aside from maintaining a
firm figure, Sharon always enhanced the allure of her tall,
slender body with the very best in lingerie. Tonight, for
example, she had dressed for their dinner in a loose fitting
chartreuse silk shift, which flowed from her a neck and shoulders
over her ample breasts and then hung straight to it's short mid
thigh hem. Beneath, her legs were encased in paler matching
stockings and low heeled open sandals. Knowing her as he did,
Geoff could envision her in the matching garter belt, panties and
bra she'd surely be wearing under the shift. From the firm
protrusion of her 36C's and the slight impression in the silk of
her shift, he could tell she was wearing one of her half bra's,
which always enhanced the appearance of her tits. As much as he
wanted to reach a hand up underneath the shift to feel the
brunette's more hidden flesh, he knew they didn't have time prior
to Marcia's appointment to be getting anything started.
Sharon told Geoff to let her work with Marcia to get the girl
relaxed and "into it." She was sure from her earlier
conversations with Marcia, that the girl, while youthfully
inhibited, was a passionate creature. She was excited by the
prospect of the added titillation she might inject between her
and Geoff by involving Marcia. She told Geoff, that she would
introduce him as her close friend, and that he should look to her
for her cues. He was excited by the idea of Sharon leading the
seduction.
On cue at nine the bell rang. Sharon motioned Geoff to his red
leather couch, and opened the door. His pulse jumped a notch or
two at the sight of Marcia. She was absolutely beautiful, with
long, almost red, strawberry blond hair, fair complexion, and a
stunning figure. She was shorter, than Sharon, but was more a
little more full figured, with classic curves of ample
proportion. Befitting her chic young appearance, she was dressed
in skin tight Calvin Klein's and a man's white oxford cotton
button down shirt, which was unbuttoned sufficiently to reveal a
hint of cleavage. Taking the small suitcase from her grasp,
Sharon ushered Marcia in, and introduced her to Geoff. He rose
to meet her, giving her a "Hollywood" kiss on the cheek, and
proceeded to suggest cool Margaurita's for their refreshments.
He made them, as the girls chatted. The girls took seats in the
matching twin leather wingback chairs across the coffee table
from Geoff's place on the couch. He served their Margarita's,
and settled back with the view of the two beauties across form
him.
Though making every effort to show her sophistication, it was
obvious to Geoff, that Marcia was younger than the 18 she
claimed. Sharon shared this unspoken observation, and began to
use it to their advantage. She turned the conversation to the
topic of the shoot, asking Marcia if she had any real modeling
experience. Marcia proceeded into the little trap, describing an
unlikely wealth of modelling experience. "Good", commented
Sharon, "because I'd like Geoff to assist me with the shoot, and
I'm sure, that a model with your experience would feel
comfortable with him involved...professionally of course" Geoff
loved it! Taking the bait, and determined not too show her
initial alarm at the idea of this handsome man viewing her
session, she agreed.
"Let's get started", suggested Sharon. ""Geoff will set up the
camera equipment, and you can use his bedroom to change into one
of the outfits you brought. I'll give you a hand." Grabbing
the overnight bag, she led Marcia to the next room.
CHAPTER 2 - TAKE ONE
It was a large bedroom, with an oak four poster California King
Sized bed, matching dressers, a woman's dressing table, and two
antique full length tailor's mirrors. "Let's see what you
brought to model", said Sharon. Marcia took the bag, and
proceeded to lay out two outfits. The one, which she said she
wanted to model first, was lovely, but fairly modest by Sharon's
standards, consisting of a 3/4 length white satin nightgown with
spaghetti straps, a scoop neckline and a touch of lace trim at
the hem. She had white high heel open back slippers to go with
it. Deciding to take it slow, Sharon told her how much she liked
it, and told her to come out, when she was ready. She'd be
helping Geoff in the meantime.
As the door closed behind Sharon, Marcia sat on the edge of the
bed, and started to undress. Tossing the shirt aside, she
glanced in one of the mirrors, and seeing her reflection, felt
how her large nipples were swelling slightly in the confining
material of her bra. She realized from this, that she was
excited to be so risque, and to be modeling lingerie for the
first time. Reaching back to unfasten the bra, she looked
herself in the eye, and reset her self determination not to let
Geoff and Sharon know, that she'd never done anything even
remotely like this. She wanted to be treated as she imagined a
successful model would be, rather than as the recently turned 17
year old beauty pageant contestant she experienced every day.
A few minutes later, she stepped back into the living room, now
transformed into a studio. Sharon and Geoff had pulled back the
chairs, and in there place had set up a couple of spotlights, a
35mm still camera on a tripod, and a large video camera. The
lights were aimed towards the table and couch. Sharon told her,
that she first wanted to take some standing "fashion shots", and
for this, she should stand on the table and pose as directed.
As she stepped up, she could see, that Geoff was following her
with the video camera. Sharon explained, that with the new video
technology, they could later review it, and make photo stills
from the best footage. She would back this up with stills from
the 35mm.
She felt kind of silly standing on the large coffee table, and
with the bright spots directed on her, she could barely discern
Geoff behind them at the video camera. Sharon stepped forward,
and handed Marcia a fresh Margarita, and offered a toast "to a
future star model." Quickly drinking the sweet and salty
Margaurita, took back the empty glass, and instructed Geoff to
start the tape.
She asked Marcia, "Why do women wear fine lingerie?" Marcia
responded, "To look attractive." "For whom?", continued Sharon?"
Pausing for a moment, Marcia replied, "For their lovers or
husbands?" Marcia had the lead she was seeking. "Exactly,
Marcia! They wear lingerie to be alluring and provocative, to
look sexy. That's what you must keep in mind tonight as we do
our shoot. The idea is to appear seductive. You need to look as
though sex is on your mind. You must seem to want the viewer to
have sex with you. If you'll excuse my frankness, the sole
purpose of wearing lingerie is to initiate and enhance the act of
fucking your chosen mate. Make the person viewing the photo's
we're taking want to fuck you! Can you do that?" As the color
came to her cheeks, while Sharon spoke, Marcia again bolstered
her courage, and her determination to be the sophisticated model
she wanted Sharon and Geoff to believe her to be. She replied,
"I understand Sharon, and I'll try and be as sexy as I can."
"Good!", said Sharon, "Just let me direct you, and pose as I
suggest, displaying your sexy best".
She continued, "That's a very pretty nightgown you've chosen to
model, although I think, that it's a little conservative. Let's
start with it briefly, and then we'll see what else you've
brought, or we'll try one or two outfits of mine. I'm going to
put on some music, and I want you to dance for us, remembering
your purpose to allure. It will give Geoff and I the opportunity
to establish framing and focus, and it maybe it will loosen you
up a bit." With that, she flipped on the stereo, playing a slow
and sensuous Whitney Houston tune. Timidly, Marcia began to sway
to the music. She closed her eyes, and imagined herself dancing
before the Sultan, like they did in the old Sinbad movies.
Opening her eyes, again, she focused on the video camera,
imagining, that her lover the Sultan was seated there, examining
her charms, and watching her every move. She increased the tempo
of the sway of her upper torso, causing her large young breasts
to wobble beneath the white satin of her nightgown. Sharon
directed her with a motion of her hand to lean forward, and
Marcia took the cue. Leaning forward from the waist, her breasts
moved more freely, and she began to enjoy the sensation of her
nipples brushing against the silk. Conscious, that the scoop of
the neckline, barely contained by the spaghetti straps, caused
the full tops of her breasts to be revealed in this attitude, she
really did begin to feel sexy. She was a little surprised to
realize, that she was actually enjoying the idea of titillating
Geoff, and whoever might later see her photos. Straightening up,
she turned her back to her viewers, she continued to sway, now
concentrating on presenting her touche. Looking back over her
shoulder, she let one of the spaghetti straps slide off of her
shoulder and placed a hand on her hip in a classic pin-up pose.
Just then the song ended, and Sharon turned down the stereo.
Both she and Geoff clapped their hands, and she encouraged
Marcia. "That was really great for starters! "Really great!",
chimed in Geoff. "I really want to see you work in something a
little more provocative, though.", added Sharon, "So let's find
something else for you to model." "Geoff, would you fix us
another round of those delicious Margarita's?"
CHAPTER 3 - PREPARE FOR TAKE TWO
Feeling bolstered by their reaction, and having a slight glow
from the drinks, Marcia stepped down, and Sharon led her off to
the bedroom, leaving the door ajar behind her. "Let's see what
else you've brought?", Sharon urged her. "I just brought two
more nightgowns.", Marcia replied. "A red one, that's a little
more sheer than this one, and a pink one just like it." Sharon
replied, "Let's look at some of my things, and see if we don't
find something else for you. If your portfolio is going to
attract the attention of a top fashion editor or talent scout,
you're going to have to spice it up." Impressed, that Sharon was
really trying to help her, Marcia readily agreed. "I'd like to
try on what you recommend Sharon. I really appreciate your
guidance."
Sharon continued, "Geoff loves to see me in sexy outfits, and I
have bunches of them. While we're at it, I'm going to peel down
to my undies. It's hot under those lights!" Without waiting for
a reaction from Marcia, she reached down to the hem of her shift,
and quickly pulled it over her head and off, tossing it on the
bed. Marcia was immediately treated to a view of the most sexily
and scantily clad woman, she'd ever seen. "How do you like the
look?", Sharon asked as she gamely pirouetted and posed in front
of Marcia. For a moment, Marcia just watched, and her gaze took
in all of Sharon, noting that everything matched from her tiny
push up bra, to her sheer bikini panties, garter belt, stockings
and low heeled open sandals, all chartreuse. She'd never
imagined, let alone seen such a bra as tiny as the demi-bra
Sharon wore, which served only to push up her supple breasts,
barely covering her nipples, and even exposing the dark areolas
above them. As Sharon turned, she could see first the small tuft
of pubic hair, and then the perfect shape of Sharon's ass, bisected
by the cleft between her cheeks, through the gossamer material of her
brief panties. Cinched above, the garter belt contrasted against her
tan flesh, with four thin garters leading to the clasps at the tops of
her sheer stockings. Her legs were long and shapely. Marcia
expressed both her admiration and reserve; "You're beautiful,
Sharon, and your undies are too, but I could never wear an outfit
like that myself, especially in photos. It's just too scanty!"
Ready to continue her game with young Marcia, Sharon retorted;
"I wouldn't suggest, that you model such revealing under garments
alone, unless you decide you really want to do it. But, under
garments such as these make the perfect foundation to less
revealing peignoirs and nightgowns. They will make you feel
really sexy, and that will help you convey the desired image
through the camera, while modeling. There is nothing like the
feel of a tight bra pressing against your nipples, and the
filmiest of material drawn against your privates. The feel and
look of garters and sheer stockings will just make you feel that
much more like the sexy mature woman of the 90's." She knew,
that last comment would work on Marcia's need to feel fully
adult. She had another idea as well.
Sharon stepped away to the dresser, and opened a small pill
bottle, that she picked up from the collection of jars and
bottles there. Returning to Marcia she instructed her to open
her hand, and she shook out 3 blue Valiums into her palm. Taking
one back, and popping it into her mouth, she told Marcia; "Take
these. I often use them on my shoots to help my subjects relax
when posing. You probably won't even feel them, but the idea of
taking something to relax seems to work subliminally. How do you
think they do it in Hollywood?" That seemed to convince Marcia.
Sharon called to Geoff in the other room; "Where are those
Margarita's you promised." Seconds later Geoff appeared with
one in each hand.
Taking the drinks from Geoff, Sharon told him; "We'll be out in
a few minutes. Marcia has decided to try the second take in one
of my outfits. Any recommendations? Geoff responded; "You
girls decide which outfit. With Marcia's fair complexion, I
think something in pink or peach would be right for her." Ever
acting the professional, he continued; I'm sure she'll look
great in whatever you choose, and we'll get some great shots for
her portfolio." Turning heel, he returned to the other room,
closing the door behind him.
Taking her drink from Sharon, Marcia placed the Valiums on her
tongue and quickly washed them down. Sharon pointed to another
door, and suggested, that Marcia use the powder room to freshen
up, while she laid out a few possibilities. When she returned a
few minutes later, she saw, that Sharon had laid some beautiful
lingerie on the bed, and she stepped over to examine it. As she
did, she began to feel a warm and pleasant glow wash over her,
and the jitters she was feeling just moments ago seemed to
vanish. Looking at Sharon, she said; "They're beautiful, and I
do want to look really sexy for these pictures. You've been so
helpful, and I'm going to trust your guidance implicitly from
here on." It was music to Sharon's ears!
"Great!", said Sharon. "Why don't you sit over there at my
dressing table, and we'll start from the skin up. Go ahead and
take off that nightgown you're wearing." Feeling uninhibited
now, Marcia did as she suggested, Marcia quickly disrobed and sat
on the low swivel stool before the dressing table and lighted
mirror. Sharon stepped up behind her with a brush in her hand,
and began brushing Marcia's long hair. She wanted to kill a few
more minutes, while the pills got fully to work on her young
model. She continued to brush the naked redhead's long tresses,
pulling the brush all the way through them, and Marcia just sat
with her eyes closed and a small smile, enjoying the pampering
she was receiving at the hands of her trusted new friend. After
another minute, Sharon laid the brush aside, and laid the palms
of her hands on the sides of Marcia's head with the tips of her
fingers at her temples. Massaging them briefly, she softly spoke
softly to Marcia; "Look at yourself in the mirror", and Marcia
complied. "See how very beautiful you are? Know it or not, you
are a very sexy young woman. Do you feel sexy?" Ordinarily,
this would have been an awkward question for Marcia, but feeling
so comfortable with Sharon, and much more confident and relaxed
than she had earlier she was able to respond with the truth,
"Mmmmm, I do feel sexy." Unconsciously, she could feel a warm
dampness between her thighs, and the gentle pressure from the
slight swelling of her large nipples, which Sharon was observing
in the mirror as they spoke.
Reaching forward over the girl's shoulder, Sharon took a lipstick
from the table and handed it to Marcia. In the process, she made
sure to brush her own jutting breasts against the younger's
cheek. "The lips are a good place to begin." she said. "Apply
this hot pink carefully to enhance the sensual appeal of your
mouth." Well practiced in the art of make-up, Marcia complied.
Leaning forward, with her nipples against the edge of the
dressing table, she peered at herself in the mirror, and
perfectly painted the bright pink to her full lips. Finished,
she drew back, and Sharon complimented the results, "Perfect!"
Again reaching forward over the girl's shoulder, and again
brushing her with her tits, Sharon picked up a make-up brush and
a small container from the table. "Next", she said, "we need to
accentuate your nipples. We can do this with both texture and
color. We want them to stand out, as your breasts are one of
your most sensuous assets. I want you to reach up now, and pinch
them for me, so that they'll perk up." They both watched in the
mirror, as Marcia timidly reached up with both hands, and lightly
fondled her large nipples, which quickly responded by swelling
further. "Don't worry, Marcia, you won't damage them. Let me
show you how to properly stimulate them." She reached forward
over each of Marcia's shoulders, resting her own voluptuous bosom
on Marcia's head, and sharply tweaked the girls nipples between
her thumb and forefinger. Startled, Marcia exclaimed, "Ouch!",
but didn't move. Sharon again took each nipple, and pinching
them with steady pressure, she pulled them up and outward.
Marcia took in a deep breath, as she watched the erotic sight in
the mirror, and felt an immediate rise in her pulse. She could
actually feel the beginnings of real wetness between her thighs.
The exhale of the breath turned into a sigh of pleasure.
Releasing the girls now elongated nipples, Sharon said, "There!
That's the look we want. Nipples like yours, when stimulated
like that, will really add to the allure we want to achieve.
During our shoot, I will instruct you from time to time to pinch
them for me, so that they remain that way. Do you think you can
do that for me? Let me see you try it one time." Marcia
complied, and reached up with her own fingers, firmly pinching
the long nipples, and pulling on them as Sharon had demonstrated.
She couldn't believe how good it felt, laying somewhere between
pain and real pleasure. As she released them, she could feel
more pressure from their extensive swelling, and they could both
see in the mirror, that they had reddened considerable from the
pinching.
"Turn around for a minute", instructed Sharon. Marcia swiveled
around on the swivel stool, as Sharon stepped back, and leaned
forward from the waist, placing her upthrust breasts and barely
covered nipples right at Marcia's eye level. "If you'll look
closely at the darker area above my nipples, you'll see that I've
applied rouge. It's sort of a theatrical trick, and very
effective. The rouge I use is from a special powder base, and
doesn't rub off easily. I use a sepia tone, because my nipples
are brown, but with your pink nipples and fair complexion, I
think I have a soft pink, that would be better for you. Let me
see." She reached over tho the table, and retrieved a soft
ermine hair make-up brush and a small ceramic pot. Squatting
down before the mesmerized girl, she tipped the brush with the
pink powder from the pot, and began to softly brush it onto the
areola areas immediately around each of the girl's swollen
nipples. Marcia gasped at the sensations, which in contrast to
the pinching, almost tickled. It seemed to arouse her even more.
Taking her time, Sharon enjoyed her work, and noticed Marcia's
reflexive squirm each time the brush was applied.
As Marcia gazed down, her sights went beyond the brush and her
own body to Sharon's. Positioned as the older woman was, Marcia
found herself looking directly at Sharon's crotch, where the lips
of her pussy glistened slightly beneath the very sheer material
of her panties, and she could discern a touch of pink between
them. She'd never before seen another woman so exposed, and
somehow found the sight attractive and stimulating. Seeing
Marcia's focus, Sharon teased her, by first opening the her legs
a little farther, and then closing them together. "Your lower
extremities are next.", said Sharon. "We need to do just a
little preening there to prepare you perfectly for the shoot and
before we pick an outfit. Stand up for me now and turn around.
It's OK." Trembling slightly from all of the stimulation, Marcia
hesitantly rose, as did Sharon.
Marcia was impressed by the sight of her now accentuated nipples
in the mirror before her. Turning first slightly to the left and
then the right as she looked, she admired Sharon's handiwork.
Remembering the trick she'd been taught, she reached up without
coaxing, and firmly pulled on the swollen nipples. Sharon was
delighted. "Oh Sharon.", she sighed, "They're beautiful. The
color somehow looks natural, but my boobies are so much sexier
looking this way. Thanks!" Dropping her hands, she playfully
jiggled them in self entertainment. "Keep that in you mind
during the shoot, Sweetie.", replied Sharon, "And remember how
really pretty they are. You have every right to be proud of
them, and will want to really show them off as a major asset to
the camera."
Returning the pot of rouging powder to the table, Sharon selected
a larger powder container, telling Marcia, "I want you to place
your hands on top of your head, while I dust a little of this
powder in a few places. It has a very pale pink tint to it,
which will compliment your fair skin tones." After dipping the
soft brush in the powder, Sharon began the dusting, first across
the tops of the girls breasts, and around their underside.
Coming around behind Marcia, She instructed her to place her feet
a little apart, and she proceeded on to brush the powder on the
pert upturned cheeks of the girls derriere. Crouching down, she
powdered the backs of her thighs, and then ran the brush right up
the crack between the girls rear hemispheres. As she did so, she
mentioned to Marcia in an offhand way, "Kind of like the trick I
showed you of pinching your nipples, we might want to try
applying a few spanks to your fanny during the course of the
shoot. You have no idea of how sexy men find the accent marks
from a few slaps on a girl's bottom. I suppose there's a bit of
S&M in each of us." Marcia was just mildly surprised at this
suggestion in her pliant state, and replied, "If that's what you
suggest, I guess it will be OK. I haven't been spanked since I
was about 12. I seem to remember it hurt, but I guess beauty has
it's price." Placing her hands on the girls hips from her again
crouched position, Sharon turned the girl to face her.
Looking directly at the down of the girl's thatch, she said, "I
see, that you wax your thighs and pubis. That's great. I think
we just need to do a little trimming to finish up. Look down at
mine. Even with the tiny crotch of these panties, there's not a
hair poking out anywhere." To demonstrate this while the girl
watched, she parted her knees, and ran her hands up the insides
of her thighs, finally tugging up at the side ties which held the
small piece of material in place over her quim. This forced the
sheer material of the crotch firmly against the pouted lips,
pressing them back, and revealing a clear view of the normally
hidden pink flesh. She then pressed the finger tips of one hand
directly against the lewdly displayed area, commenting, "Oh my!
All this sex talk, and watching you has made me wet. The crotch
of these panties are warm and damp with my juice. Has your pussy
gotten a little damp, too?" Marcia was a little relieved to
know, that her friend's pussy had reacted in the same way hers
had. All through this preparation process she'd been aware of an
ever increasing flow of her juices, but had been too embarrassed
by them to say anything. She experienced wet panties, plenty of
times, when making out and petting with boys, but never expected
contact with another woman to cause the same reaction. Rather
coyly she responded, "Mine's wet, too."
Taking a small pair of manicure scissors from the vanity Sharon
instructed Marcia to stand facing her with her legs parted, so
that she could giver her a little trim. Starting at the top of
the girls small downy thatch, she snipped, shaping the thatch
into a more compacted "V". Tapping on the inside of Marcia's
thigh, she silently directed the girl to spread her legs further.
Sharon then continued her trimming to the area surrounding the
girl's sensitive clitoris. While doing so, she could see the
glistening, and smell the sweet aroma, which confirmed the girl's
heightened excitement from this close attendance by the older
woman.
Standing back to examine her handiwork, Sharon exclaimed, "Now
your body's perfect for a shoot, just like the professionals."
This obviously appealed to the girl's ego, and she smiled, while
inspecting herself from top to bottom in the full length
Victorian mirror across the room. "Don't forget the tricks I
told you about during the shoot.", admonished Sharon. "I'll
remind you if you do, and may tell you about a few more, when
we're at it." Fully into it, Marcia cooed, "I'm so glad I asked
you to do my shoot. You know so much that will help me to look
good and get greater photos than I ever expected. I really
appreciate all the time and attention you're taking." Sharon
could hardly believe how well she'd molded Marcia in the short
time she'd had to work with her, but she knew, that she'd already
brought the girl over the barriers of inhibition. She was sure,
that she'd be able to get her to do most anything she wanted for
Geoff and her entertainment and enjoyment before the night was
over. "Good!", she replied. You just trust me, and we will get
a super shoot, tonight."
"Geoff's probably wondering what happened to us. Let's hurry and
get you dressed. I've got a really hot outfit for you to wear,
that I'm sure you'll love. It's a lot like one Madonna wore for
one of her shoots. Going to the closet, she brought out the
outfit. Separating the bra from the rest of it, she said, "See.
This bra is just like that pointy cone bra Madonna wore in her
video, except this one has cut outs to display the beautiful tips
of your breasts. Yours are bigger than mine, but I'm sure we can
squeeze them in. Let's try it!" Totally enthralled, especially
after the reference to Madonna, Marcia took the bra, fitted her
arms into the straps, and fitted the cups around her large boobs.
She reached behind herself to clasp it, but because of it's small
size, was having difficulty. Sharon came to the rescue, and
taking the back straps, stretched them firmly and finally managed
to close the 3 hooks. Already a provocative sight, with her tit
flesh so firmly confined in the cone shaped cups, Sharon
instructed her to pull hard on her nipples. Doing so, the bra
was fitted perfectly, with the girl's nipples and the now pointed
ends of each breast lewdly exposed, and the rest of her large
melons tightly encased in the stitched pink satin fabric of the
cups.
Next, Sharon handed her sheer pink stockings and a pink satin
garter belt, made of the same material as the bra. Sitting on
the edge of the bed, Marcia pointed each of her petite feet, and
rolled the stockings up to their high tops on her thighs.
Shorter than Sharon, the darker pink tops came to within four or
five inches of her trimmed pussy. Standing, she attached the
garter belt around her waist. Leaning forward she attached front
attachments to each stocking. "I'll help you with the back
ones.", volunteered Sharon. Crouching behind the girl she said,
"let me straighten these seams first." The stockings had a very
light cross stitched seam running up the back, and Sharon,
starting at the girl's ankles, ran her hands around and up each
shapely leg, slowly adjusting them. A slight tremor through
Marcia's thighs and buttocks, as Sharon reached the tops,
confirmed the girl's excitement at her touch. Just to tease,
Sharon lightly continued the journey of her hands up beyond the
stocking tops as though by accident. Finally, she shortened the
adjustable straps to the garter and attached them, pulling them
tightly down and thus slightly dimpling each of the girls cheeks.
Rising from the floor, Sharon handed her pale pink panties, which
were much different from the tiny bikini type she wore herself.
These were made to be loose fitting, and were shaped more like
short shorts or tap pants. They were made from the finest
gossamer pink silk, and would surely hide no detail from the
beholder's eye. As Marcia slid them on, Sharon commented, "Now
you can see why it was so important to trim your thatch, and to
powder your touche. Those panties are perfect. They reveal
everything, yet the make a woman so much more sexier than if she
were naked! Don't you agree?" As Marcia looked herself over,
she couldn't help but do so. "God Sharon, I never imagined I
could look so hot! I can't wait to see the pictures we're going
to get." Taking the long robe, which was made of the same
gossamer material as the panties, she put it on, and smiled with
obvious pleasure.
Sharon returned to the closet and brought out a pair of spiked
heel pink open toed shoes. "Your foot looks exactly my size, and
these will finish us up." Marcia took the shoes, and sitting on
the edge of the bed, put them on. Standing again, they both
surveyed their efforts. Now in the very high heels, Marcia's
bountiful curves were forced into an even more provocative
posture, and the result was stunning. Taking her hand, Sharon
led her out from the bedroom for the shoot.
CHAPTER 4 - TAKE TWO
Geoff had been busy in their absence. He had placed a fitted mat
over the surface of the large coffee table Marcia had previously
used for her stage. It was covered with a tightly stretched
black satin sheet, and there were several large pink satin
pillows strewn about, and a burgundy leather upholstered bolster
was placed across the top. There were now two tripod mounted
video cameras and the 35mm still, all aimed at the set from
various perspectives. The spots had been dimmed to a much lower
intensity, and seemed to emit a pink tinged light.
Sharon directed her model to crawl onto the mat, and told her,
that they would start with some still shots. The girl sat on one
of the pillows at the center of the converted stage with her legs
straight out before her, facing Sharon. She had fanned out the
hem of the sheer robe around her, and had adjusted it's
shoulders. She had tied the ribbons, which closed it's front
down to her navel, and had shaped it over her jutting breasts.
Taking his place behind the 35mm tripod mounted camera, Geoff
commented to Sharon, as though Marcia wasn't there to hear him,
"She's beautiful and so sexy in that outfit of yours. I hardly
recognize her." Such comments from a man now, added to all of
Sharon's compliments, just made her feel all the more so. She
was determined to be the sexiest woman they'd ever seen in this
shoot.
"OK now Marcia, why don't you just move around and take a variety
of poses for us. Think of the models you've seen in Playboy or
Penthouse, and exude your sexiness to the camera." Marcia began,
and Geoff commenced snapping of the frames. First, she just
curled he legs to the left, and then to the right. In doing so,
she twisted her torso in the opposite direction, presenting on
one side the profile of her provocatively brassiered and thinly
veiled tits, and on the other an expanse of thigh and ass cheek.
All the while, she kept her face turned to the camera with her
lips pouted in a sensuous expression. After doing this once in
each direction, she remembered Marcia's admonitions, and reached
up, firmly pinching and pulling on her barely covered nipples,
forcing them to swell. All the while, Geoff continued to snap
photos of the action, and Sharon was now following her with the
video camera from the base of her stage.
Feeling totally uninhibited, Marcia remembered some Playboy shots
she'd, and she rolled over and onto her hands and knees,
perpendicular to the camera's view. She rearranged the robe, so
that it hung straight to the sheet from her back, and laid
smoothly across her now upturned fanny. She raised her feet
slightly from the cover, bending her knees, and arched her neck
back. This thrust out her breasts and pertly displayed her butt.
Just to add to the titillation, she slowly wiggled her rear,
smiling at the camera coquettishly. She was obviously enjoying
herself, as Sharon's video camera and Geoff's 35mm recorded her
every move. Turning around to face the opposite direction, she
repeated the same display. Occasionally, Sharon or Geoff would
spur her on with a "Great!", or "Got it!", but mostly, they left
her to her own devices. She continued to impress them both with
the natural and hot sexuality she exuded, now that Sharon had
woken it in the girl. Turning again, still on hands and knees,
this time facing the camera, she swayed and jiggled her tits
before the cameras. Then, she leant down onto her elbows,
presenting a view of her tilted spine ending in the tops of her
butt spheres. Raising her feet on bent knees, she brought her
toes all the way up to her buttocks, with the spikes of her heels
pointed up above them. Finally, she extended this pose, tilting
down further in the pose of a prostrated slave, with her long red
tresses fanned out and covering much of her arms, and with her
buttocks even better displayed. She wiggled her tail teasingly.
Throughout her performance, Marcia had been getting more and more
flushed and excited. Her nipples had maintained their swollen
state, and she could feel her clit swelling and twitching. There
was damp heat emanating from between her legs. She realized,
that she loved these sensations, and decided to offer her
photographers an even more provocative view. Turning once again,
this time away from the camera, her heels and ass were turned
directly toward Sharon and Geoff. She rested her forehead and
hands on the leather bolster. With her thighs pressed together,
she wiggled seductively before them.
Not wanting to distract her just yet, they'd said nothing about
it, but both Geoff and Sharon had also been getting very turned
on by the young model's displays. With the girl facing away from
them, they both instinctively reached to caress their own sex.
Geoff reached under the waistline of his slacks, grasping and
stroking his stiff member. Sharon plunged a hand into her tiny
panties, and was frantically fingering her swollen clit.
The show went on. As Marcia slowly began to part her legs
slightly, they could see the her pussy begin to peek from the
shadows. Pausing, Marcia reached to the hem of the thin robe
fanned about her, and slowly drew it up the backs of her thighs,
over her upturned cheeks and ultimately all the way up and over
her head, returning her hands with the hem clenched in them to
the bolster. As sheer as the material of the robe and her
panties was, the photographers could now see through the
remaining material, twice as clearly as before. They could more
clearly discern the pouting lips of her pussy and the crack
between her cheeks, even more so, as she continued to slide her
knees apart, expanding the exposed space between her thighs.
Lowering the position of the camera, Geoff could see past her
gorgeous pussy between her legs to her down pointed tightly
encased tits and the protruding swollen pink nipples, the sight
causing his cock to throb. As if aware of his focus, Marcia bent
her arms back, and took a firm hold of those nipples, pulling the
down sharply. He could see them stretch, as she continued to
pull firmly, and even a little more of her tit flesh squeezed out
through the tight cutouts in the bra. Setting up a rhythm she
yanked first on one and then the other. As Sharon watched, it
was obvious to her, that Marcia was discovering something of the
mix of pain and pleasure.
"Marcia, that looks so hot!" said Sharon. "You're making Geoff
so hot, watching you. Me, too! Why don't you tease us a little
more with that beautiful pink pussy we see winking at us? Show
us your little love hole." Completely dazed now, and excited
beyond belief, Marcia was spurned on by these words. Leaving her
tits, she brought her hands down between her thighs, and ran them
up along the insides from her knees, past the darker rose tops of
her pink stockings to the loose fitting panties. Taking the
sheer cloth in her grip, she pulled them up snugly against her
snatch, while jutting her ass up further. Pressed by the fabric,
her pussy lips spread, and the substantial flow of juice from her
cunt sopped the material, rendering it even more transparent.
Totally abandoned now to her display, she reached up with one
hand, and began to slowly rub a finger tip around her swollen
clit. This just caused her even more excitement, and releasing
the other hand from it's grip on her panties, she began pressing
and bunching the loose material with the digit into her widening
slit.
The display was beyond anything Sharon had expected, and she
continued to coach her protegee. "So hot! You are so sexy! Rub
your pussy for the camera. Show us how wet you can get. Come
for us!" Marcia followed the instructions, frantically rubbing
her clit, and jabbing at her love hole. Her juices flowed
freely. Finally, she was driven to climax by the combination of
her exciting exhibitionism, and her masturbation. Shuddering,
she peaked and Marcia collapsed onto her belly, as all of the
strength in her legs left her.
Sharon motioned for Geoff to sit on the edge of the improvised
stage. As he did, she went to her knees in front of him, and
proceeded to quickly unbuckle and unzip his slacks. Pulling his
pants and jockeys down to mid thigh, his rock hard cock sprung
free. Taking it in her hand, she said to the exhausted red head,
"Look at what your show has done to this man!". As the young
girl turned and looked, Sharon lowered her head, and took him
deep into her mouth. As Sharon pumped deftly on his cock, with
hands and mouth, the young girl saw him promptly grimace, and
turning her gaze back to his cock and Sharon's ministrations, saw
it pop from her mouth, as thick gobs of his sperm spewed forth.
These splayed onto Sharon's open lips and face, before she again
lowered her mouth to his shaft, and sucked the last of his jism.
As seemingly spent as Marcia felt, he lay back, and simply moaned
in pleasure as his breathing slowed from the pant he had
maintained while coming.
Intent on her own satisfaction, Marcia watched as Sharon jumped
up, and climbed into position, with a knee on either side of
Geoff's head. Sensing her heat, Geoff opened his eyes, and
reached up with one hand to roughly grab her by the crotch of her
tiny panties. Pulling them aside, and her muff to his mouth, he
began to vigorously lick the length of her soaking slit, and such
on her extended clit. As Marcia watched spellbound, Sharon
bucked her hips, and in a frenzy announced her peak with an
excitedly voiced, "I'm coming!", and the release of a torrent of
hot juice into the mouth of her ardent lover. With a last
tremor, she could take no more, and pulled her pink flesh away
from Geoff's now tortuous tongue, and lowered herself to lay
beside him.
Looking to the red head, Sharon motioned her to Geoff's side,
opposite her, and the girl slowly moved to also lay beside him.
With one embracing him from the right and one from the left, each
of them presented a visage of total contentment. Geoff realized,
that his dream had just come true, and already began to
contemplate the further possibilities for this menage a trois.
Sharon was happy to have served up such delectable sights for her
man and herself with the young read head, and began to plot her
further seduction. Marcia basked in the feeling, that she had
passaged in just the past couple of hours from girl to a real and
sexy woman. She knew, that she wanted more of this, the most
exciting experience of her young life.
An anonymous member of Adult Expectations BBS - 12/11/92
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