The drive home from her first photo shoot was harrowing. Kimmie's body was still tingling, and she struggled to focus on the road as she replayed the evening at the studio. She thought back to seeing the photo files, how exciting it was to expose her body while posing for Dale, and then how amazing it was to have a strange man touch her and "make her" do nasty things. In her mind, she could still taste and feel the strange penis in her mouth, and she recalled exactly how each blast of cum felt in her mouth. She was most excited by the feeling of having an orgasm in front of Dale, rather than huddled under the sheets in her bedroom. The idea that her sexual pleasure was important to Dale was both a powerful and transformative feeling.
Kimmie glanced at the appointment card Dale had given her with a time to visit the studio to review the proofs. She looked forward to calling Kelly at the studio the next day to confirm the appointment, just as Dale told her to do. "Oh gosh, if Kelly only knew," Kimmie thought, feeling a little flushed. Kimmie liked Kelly a lot and she hoped it would not be too awkward speaking to her knowing what had just happened with Kelly's boss. Not long after arriving home, Kimmie made an excuse to go to bed early. Despite her sexual release in front of Dale, she masturbated to an orgasm reliving the experience at the studio.
Kimmie called the studio from school on Wednesday just before lunch, and Kelly's friendly and upbeat voice immediately calmed Kimmie. "So, how did it go, Kimmie?" Kellie asked. She quickly added: "Dale said you were a natural."
"Oh gosh, I was so nervous, but Dale is so nice and helpful," Kimmie stammered. "I hope it went well; I can't wait to see the pictures."
"Everyone is nervous the first time. I am sure the shots will be amazing," Kellie assured her. "Dale has a way of getting the most out of his models," she added. Her words made Kimmie shudder and she wondered what Kelly would think if she knew what had happened the night before.
"Dale gave me an appointment card and told me to call to confirm it," Kimmie explained. "It is for next Saturday at 4:00."
"Really?" Kelly said. "He must like you because we close at 4:00 on Saturdays, so he's adding an appointment again for you," Kelly explained. Kimmie's knees got weak thinking about being in the studio after hours again. The thought definitely excited her, and she felt a tingle between her legs. "He must want to make sure you get the photos in time for your boyfriend's birthday," Kelly said.
"Mmmmmm, that's so nice," Kimmie said in a daze. "Will you be there if I get to the studio early," Kimmie asked.
"I will be," Kelly said enthusiastically. "I can't wait to meet the next supermodel Dale has discovered," she teased.
"Oh, stop," Kimmie said. "I really want to thank you again for making all this happen. You're the best," Kimmie told Kelly.
"Totally my pleasure, sweetie, and you are confirmed next Saturday at 4:00," Kellie said in her best receptionist voice. "Oh, and just in case, wear something that might work in some photos, just in case Dale wants to re-shoot any specific poses," Kelly said warmly.
"Okay, thanks," Kimmie mumbled. She knew Kelly comment was just meant to be helpful, but Kimmie's mind raced with the idea of Dale re-shooting photos he took of her naked or even of her sucking his dick. Or maybe he wanted to get photos of her masturbating, which he missed the first time, she thought. Those thoughts spawned her familiar but intense fantasies of being touched by strangers and being helpless to stop them that always overwhelmed her. "See you Saturday, Kell, bye," Kimmie managed to sputter. When she ended the call, Kimmie was damp between her legs and her nipples were stiff. She walked off by herself to calm down and wished school was over so she could go home and make herself come. Instead, she headed off to lunch and then math class.
Even though Kimmie's journey began as a way to get her boyfriend a special birthday gift, the experience had taken on much greater meaning. The intense arousal at the studio and Kimmie's sexual confidence and newfound comfort with her desires in the days after had profound effects on her. She was already thinking differently about her needs when she went on a date with her boyfriend on Friday (actually a 7:30 movie followed by a make out session). As usual, after some kissing, her boyfriend began feeling her boobs and quickly unhooked her bra and felt her pussy through her jeans. Kimmie feigned some resistance but rubbed his crotch, and her boyfriend noticed that Kimmie was more assertive than usual and more talkative about how "bad" she was acting. What he didn't know was that Kimmie was deep into thoughts about being with Dale and other men who were fondling her and forcing her to do dirty things.
Eventually, though, they ended up where they usually did, with Kimmie being "made to" do things she really wanted to do: touching her own tits, sucking his cock and balls, and eventually swallowing his cum. Later than night, after Kimmie satisfied herself in her own bed, she was acutely aware that her sexual thoughts were about men other than her boyfriend. As she drifted off to sleep, Kimmie was excited by thoughts of Dale showing her pictures to Kimmie's biology teacher, her older brother's college roommate, and even the mailman who had been delivering mail to her house for as long as Kimmie could remember. Kimmie and her boyfriend got together two more time over the next week, but only hooked up once. But just about every night Kimmie masturbated while thinking about Dale, the other men, or even strangers, and her fantasies became more detailed and intense.
Kimmie had trouble sleeping the next Friday night, and she began planning at Noon on Saturday for her 4:00 appointment. She remembered Kelly's suggestion for the first shoot not to wear a bra and Dale explaining how elastic in clothes and underwear left lines. So, just in case, to make sure she had no lines from a bra, Kimmie stayed in her pajamas until she took a late-morning shower. After drying her hair and moisturizing her skin, Kimmie pulled out a very cute, but sexy, v-neck print romper that reached a few inches above mid-thigh and a pair of embellished wedge sandals with a two-inch platform and five-inch heel. It was one of her favorite outfits, and it showed off her athletic legs, especially when she wore platforms or heels.
Kimmie had never worn the romper without a bra, and she was a little worried it would be too revealing, if that was possible at Dale's studio. She actually was worried more about getting past her parents on the way out if she was dressed too provocatively. With those thoughts and more running through her head, Kimmie put on a cotton-spandex panty that didn't leave a panty line and stepped into the romper, reaching behind her to do the keyhole button at the back of her neck. Before looking in the mirror, Kimmie strapped on the wedge sandals, adding several inches to her petite frame. She turned to the full-length mirror and a chill ran through her body. Even though the romper was loose and flowing, the nipples on her ample and perky boobs were noticeable, and her tanned legs looked inviting.
Kimmie's heart raced, and she took two deep breaths to calm herself. It didn't help. She could not block out thoughts of strange men touching her legs and reaching inside the loose legs of the romper. She remembered her boyfriend doing just that when she wore the romper for him. Kimmie imagined posing on her knees as Dale photographed her cleavage and boobs and then unbuttoning the romper and pulling it down and off. In her fantasy, Kimmie ended up naked except for her wedge sandals. She also imagined that there was a group of men watching her, although only Dale was familiar to her.
As hard as it was, Kimmie forced herself to focus on getting ready, so she moved over to her vanity and finished applying her makeup. Her erect nipples showed her arousal, so, before going downstairs, Kimmie put on a camisole top under the romper to avoid freaking out her conservative parents. She pulled off some pleasant lunch conversation, even though her mind was going places that would shock her parents beyond their wildest dreams. At about 2:30 she said she was going to visit a friend and drove off.
Not far from her house, Kimmie pulled into an empty office building parking lot where she took off the camisole, leaving her topless under the romper. She couldn't deny the thrill she felt from being so scantily dressed. During the drive to the studio, she entertained and excited herself with several thoughts of having her romper forcibly pulled off, leaving her all but naked in different situations: at school, at a party, and even at the mall. Her fantasies made the trip go by quickly, and she almost missed the exit to the studio. So, Kimmie forced herself to focus on where she was going until she saw the building where the studio was located. Her body tingled as she turned into the parking lot, parked the car, and headed toward the front door, more than a half-hour early.
When Kimmie walked in the studio, her heart skipped a beat. Behind the front desk was a beautiful light redhead she knew had to be Kelly. What took Kimmie's breath away was that Kelly was one of the three models in the "Nudes" file that Kimmie looked at before her photo session. Kimmie flashed back to photos of Kelly touching her breasts and her pussy, spreading herself open for the camera, and even fingering herself. Those were the photos that excited Kimmie most and were a big reason for the amazing session that she had with Dale. Kimmie now liked Kelly more than she thought she ever could.
Kelly's eyes lit up. "Kimmie?" she almost squealed coming out from behind the desk to offer a big hug.
"Yes. Kelly!" Kimmie reciprocated. She saw Kelly's perfect boobs jiggle under her blouse, and Kimmie again flashed back to the nude photos that had turned her on so much. "I'm so glad you're still here," Kimmie said, embracing her new friend. She was conscious of her boobs pressed against Kelly's breasts they hugged.
"Of course, I'm here, I wanted to meet you so much," Kelly said, pulling back and standing face to face with Kimmie. "In fact, Dale asked me to stay in case you wanted any help when you go over your pictures."
Kimmie's heart skipped another beat, suddenly panicked about Kelly seeing the raunchy photos Dale had taken of her giving head and who knows what else. Seeing the look of concern on Kimmie's face, Kelly smiled and said reassuringly, "Don't worry, sweetie, I've already seen all of the photos, and, just like Dale said, you are a natural."
"All of them?" Kimmie asked in disbelief.
Kelly took Kimmie's hands in hers and looked into her eyes. "All of them," she said. "And they are magnificent." Kimmie shuddered at how beautiful and confident Kelly was, but she was still shaken by the thought that Kelly had not only seen Kimmie posing nude, but apparently also saw photos of her sucking Dale's cock. The thought also excited Kimmie; she felt flushed and her body tingled. Kelly leaned forward, kissed Kimmie warmly on the forehead, and she said, "Believe me, I know Dale can get you to do things you never thought you would do."
"Oh my god, yes," Kimmie gushed, looking sheepishly at Kelly.
"And Dale tells me you really like to take directions," Kelly said knowingly and with a sexy smile.
"Oh god," Kimmie replied. She was lightheaded and trembling, and more than a little embarrassed that her desire was out in the open. Still, her mind began to conjure up the thoughts that excited her most.
"I think that makes you very sexy," Kelly proclaimed.
