She was so nervous... and yet had an air of flamboyance, daring, and... well... just having fun. Her hands fluttered against her chest, above the sleeveless tunic she wore. Her smile created deep dimples in her cheeks, indicating how much she was enjoying this. It was hard to believe that this was her first time in front of the camera as a "model". She seemed very natural as she grinned and giggled as he took the shots.
"Go ahead, Chloe," said the photographer, "Go ahead and touch yourself... you know you are beautiful... express yourself... that's it... you're beautiful, Chloe... you've really grown up." As he talked to her... she became more bold and began laughed... almost teasingly, as she began to create more and more naughty poses. She gripped the top of her blouse and leaned toward the camera, laughingly saying... "Like this, Adrian? Eh? Want me to show you more?" and giggled as she looked directly into the camera. She bent over slightly and her silky brunette hair cascaded over the left side of her face, creating a very sexy look. She pulled the top lower, exposing her cleavage, but still concealing her nipples. Her grin widened as she realized the effect she was having on the man behind the camera, the bulge in his pants was clearly evident and this seemed to kick her pleasure and enjoyment into a higher gear. Her eyes twinkled as she realized the power that she commanded. "Hey" she thought to herself..."I could almost lead him around by that." And she laughed again in that clear tinkling way.
The photographer neither noticed nor cared about her musings. All he saw before him was a beautiful, nubile young woman who wanted to perform... for HIS camera. Her blue eyes sparkled with mischievousness and she became emboldened by her position in front of the camera. She began to lower her hands, peeling the top down with them, slowly exposing her lovely breasts to the open air... and the camera lens. She dropped her hands, along with the top, to just below her breasts and her expression suddenly changed to a very serious countenance. She pouted her lips, but before the camera could respond, she had quickly covered her breasts with her hands. They may have been able to conceal the sensitive, erect nipples, but they couldn't completely cover the mounds of her lovely flesh which were still exposed. She looked toward the camera with a wanton look as she said low and seductive "What do you think? Don't you want to touch them?" Her photographer continued to shoot away without saying anything, but it was obvious that he wanted to do just that.