My name is Caroline and I left Literotica for a year after writing three stories. I felt like continuing writing about some of my life experiences from a few years back, so I'm back! I'm still pretty new at writing short stories so feel free to leave me any feedback or kind critiques. The last three chapters are published
in my Old Profile, The_Caroline
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"Well, if we can convince you to join us sometime just let us know!" Molly said. "Yeah, we could have him frame the photographs so they don't show your face, but whatever you'd be comfortable with." Jake added.
Molly made a very comfortable living from her subscription website when she would post image sets of different themes which always showed her slowly removing her clothes, and every so often her boyfriend Jake would do a set with her. After having Jake join me at the spur of the moment during my shoot with Miguel, as well as the events of last night, they had asked if I'd be interested in doing a shoot or two with them. They were hiring a local photographer to shoot the two of them together and wanted me to join in.
"I know we don't know each other all that well, but yesterday was completely out of the ordinary for me!" I replied. "I feel like I've been going through a bit of a metamorphosis for the past couple of weeks, but I don't want to just totally take off the brakes and go flying down a hill, if you get what I mean!"
"I can't say I'm not disappointed," Molly sighed, "But I understand where you are coming from. I wouldn't want you to do anything that you weren't 100% comfortable with. We are going to be in town for the next few days so if you change your mind, just gimme a call. We have loved getting to spend time with you and would love to hang out more while we are here!"
I hugged both Molly and Jake and hopped in my car and pulled out of the parking lot. I turned on the radio and started thinking about their offer as I drove home. "I had already been photographed nude, twice! So what was the big deal about this? I guess this felt more like pornography to me and all of my life so far as a dancer had been about creating art, especially through movement and my body. Being photographed by Ron had been an experiment, just to see what it would be like, and although the photos were pretty good, he was really more of an experienced amateur than a professional photographer. I had a feeling Miguel's photos from two days ago would be more artistic, but I'd have to wait and see."
I believe that what I'd discovered about myself is that being seen as a sexual being, and the feeling of being empowered by that, was not only a turn on, but also gave me a sense of confidence that I had not experienced before. Was modeling nude something I wanted to continue doing? I definitely had quite a few offers on the modeling website I had signed up with. Was there another outlet for this that I wasn't thinking of?
As I was walking to my apartment I received a text from Kyle, Ron and Shannon's son who was a senior in high school. We had talked a couple of times when I had been at his parents house, and he texted slightly flirtatious messages to me a few times a week even though he was 5 years younger than me. I had been curious if he had somehow seen the photos his father had shot of me, but didn't want to ask either him or his dad about it. "What's up Caroline? Me and a couple of friends are going swimming at Deep Eddy later if you want to join us!" He wrote. "Y'all have fun," I wrote back. "Maybe another day!" Kyle was nice enough, but I didn't really know him well enough to merit a hang out. But that didn't keep him from trying!
I took out my laptop and started going through my emails. There was one from Miguel thanking me again for shooting with him and that he should have photos to look over by Sunday. I wrote him back and we set up a time to meet and look over them together. Then I went to my modeling profile on Model Mayhem and looked through the messages. There were about 45, and I read through the various invites and requests. Most seemed pretty amateurish but there were a handful of really good photographers asking for rates and availability. The one email that stood out to me was from a local guy named Billy.
"Hi Caroline, my name is Billy Williams." It read, "I saw your new profile and loved the few photos you posted. I put together photoshoots where I gather 3 or 4 models and about 12 photographers and we shoot together for about half a day. The pay is really good and we usually shoot at a private farm/ranch just outside of Austin. There is nudity involved so hopefully you'd be okay with that, but if you're interested, I'd love to have you come out, see the location and talk through the details. Fingers crossed, Billy"
I thought about it for a little while, considering that this was an opportunity I didn't even know existed. It would be a bit like performing for an audience, but I would get to explore this new part of myself. I replied, "Hi Billy, I'd love to come out and talk through it with you. Just let me know when you're available." and hit send. I got his reply almost immediately. "Wow, I'm thrilled you are open to hearing more about this Caroline." Billy wrote. "Here's the address and I'm actually free this evening if you have time. I'm also including my number, so feel free to text me!" I texted him back that I could swing by later in the afternoon around 6pm and we confirmed the details.
After my ballet class, I stripped out of my leotard, and put on some denim cutoffs and a green linen button up vest. I drove out towards Elgin and after missing the small dirt road, doubled back and drove another 5 minutes till I reached the little farm. It was quaint and rustic with an old barn and grain silo about 50 yards away from the small wooden house. There were also small areas of tall grass and a large water trough that looked like it could fit 4 or 5 people in it. As I got out of my car Billy walked out of the house, walked over to me and shook my hand.
"I hope you didn't have much trouble finding the place Caroline." He said as he took my hand and gave it a firm shake.
"No, I've lived in Austin most of my life so I'm pretty familiar with this area." I replied.
"Lemme show you around and I can give you all the details." Billy said as he guided me towards the water trough. "I'm not really a photographer. I've tried but I don't think I really have a good eye, but I love using this space for people to come and create art and it's a nice little side income. I usually do one of these a month, so if it's something you're interested in doing, we could possibly make it a regular thing."
"I gotta say Caroline, seeing you in person, your complexion is just amazing! How is your skin so smooth?" He inquired.
"Haha... Thank you! It's sunscreen everyday!" I laughed.
"Often women are so retouched in their photos that I like to meet them first to make sure they look like their photos, but your photos don't do you justice." Billy went on. "Your short blond hair and green eyes are just really unique. I've never had a model come out that looks like you which would be a huge plus for this upcoming shoot."
"When is it the next one?" I asked.
"Not tomorrow Saturday, but the one after."
We walked around the different areas that he used as set ups. The water tank, the tall grass, an open field with a few trees in the distance, and the back of the house which had a lovely back porch. He described that each model would rotate one direction and the photographer would rotate the other so that everyone got to experience a different model in a different setting.
Billy definitely didn't look like an artist. He actually looked like a Texas guy that would live on a farm. He was just over six feet but thin in a lanky kind of way. Messy brownish gray hair and a large handlebar mustache. Deeply tan and the kind of person that wears jeans even in summer.We walked through the different locations and chatted about how he got into putting these shoots together and he asked me a few questions about me, my hobbies, etc.
We walked over to the barn and he said, "This is usually everyone's favorite area to shoot. It gets good light when both doors are open and it leaks from some of the walls to make cool patterns. I keep some hay bales and back here is a big pile of hay and people really love shooting around these." As we passed through the barn Billy said, "Well, what do you think Caroline? Would you be interested in joining us or do you have any questions?"
"How much do the models make, and do we get photos from this?" I asked.
"The models usually make $350 for about four hours of modeling, and as for photos, we do an email exchange and some guys are really great about giving photos to the models, but I try not to get too involved with it as there's always some guys that ain't great about sharing their work, or they are just irresponsible. I just want them to come out and have a good time" Billy chuckled.
"Yeah, I would love to come out and give it a try if you don't mind taking a chance on me."
"Honey, I can already tell these guys will love working with you. Do you have much experience shooting in the nude? There was only one photo on your profile that just barely showed anything." He asked.
"A little? I'm not going to lie, it's all pretty new to me, but I'm trying it out and I've done two shoots so far where I've been nude and I've enjoyed both of those experiences so far."
"Would you happen to have any photos you could show me?" Billy inquired. "The photographers that come out expect the models to have a certain look... that everything is just, I guess 'tight' is as good a word as any."
"Dang, I hadn't thought to bring any. Honestly I only have photos from one shoot so far and I'm waiting to get others from the last person I shot with this Sunday, but those are at home." I replied.
"Well, I would need at least one photo of you to show to the photographers that will be here, so they know who they are shooting with. It might be a bit much to ask, but would you mind undressing now? I'd like to make an informed decision as well, and it's getting pretty close to the shoot date to try to find someone else." Billy asked.
I suddenly became very aware that I was out in the middle of nowhere with a guy I just met, and that he had just asked me to be fully nude in front of him. So far he hadn't set off any alarm bells and he had been very respectful. Plus I was being hired to be nude, so I would be in this same location with this same person, plus 12 photographers and 3 models.
"This isn't how I usually end an interview..." I said.
