Looing Bacwards

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. If you want to read my previous stories search for The_Caroline in authors.

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As I was driving out to Billy's ranch for the group photoshoot, I was reflecting on how much I had changed over the past few months. A few months ago I had been scared to show any hint of sexuality in the way I dressed, danced or showed up in any other part of my life. Now I was going out of town to pose nude in front of a group of photographers for the rest of the afternoon. Yes, the money was great, but I had realized how much showing my body while people were watching me was/is a way to not only feel empowered and sexy, but quite erotic.

As I pulled my car into the parking area there was already a group of people milling around. I saw Billy shaking hands and introducing people. It was probably close to 90 degrees and he still wore blue jeans. I'm pretty sure if you googled up "lanky Texan", his photo would be the first one to pop up. I got out and grabbed my bag of clothing from the back seat and walked over to Billy.

"Caroline!" He shouted as I walked towards him. "Hey y'all, I want to introduce you to Caroline who I was lucky to find last week to round out our models for today."

I waved at everyone doing my best to be outgoing and friendly. Billy had mentioned that there was a bit of a "service industry" component to this job and that making the photographers feel at ease and helping them to have fun was part of the gig. I walked around shaking hands and introducing myself to the ten photographers that had arrived and also met the two other models. The first was Hanna, who had chestnut hair, brown eyes and was five foot six, exactly my height. She must have been a D cup or more and seemed to know almost everyone. The other model was Lurie. She was from Puerto Rico and was shorter than Hanna and I by maybe 2 inches. Her outstanding feature was her dark curly hair which fell to her shoulders and was miraculous to look at. Lurie's boobs were probably a B cup and had larger womanly hips and butt, but the overall effect was both unique and sexy. I could totally see why Billy picked her.

As I finished meeting everyone the last two photographers walked over from the parking area. One was younger, maybe 25 or 26, probably just a year or two older than myself, named Tom. The other was older, maybe late 50's to early 60's named Edgar. Edgar walked straight my way and held out his large hand.

"Hi there! You must be the new model? Caroline right?" Edgar said, taking my hand in his. I immediately took a liking to him. He had a direct gaze that made you feel like you were the only person there.

"Yeah, that's me Edgar! So nice to meet you and really excited to be here!" I replied, still shaking his hand.

"Okay, gather up everyone!" Billy shouted.

We all formed a circle and Billy went around and made introductions again.

"Mosta y'all know Hanna and Lurie. Hanna's been out the most. Is it 5 times now Hanna?"

"Just four Billy!" Hanna replied as the crowd clapped for her.

"And this is Miss Lurie's second time to join us!" Billy continued as Lurie took a deep bow to more applause.

"I wanna introduce y'all to Caroline. She's a first timer so go easy on her. Caroline is not only a ballet dancer but also pretty new to posing nude, so give her a little grace and some time to warm up. We want everyone to feel welcome, safe, and have a great time!" Everyone clapped for me as well as shouts of encouragement.

Billy went over the rules for everyone on how the day would go. Each group of 4 photographers would get an hour with each model and 15 minutes of that hour each photographer would get to direct that model. We'd have 30 minutes at the end where we could exchange info, email only, if we wanted to exchange photos but it wasn't mandatory.

"If you look at the chalkboard you'll see your name and location for each hour. I'll ring the bell and do your best to get to your next location quick. Y'all have fun and I'll be walking around so let me know if you need anything. Models you can go inside and get changed into your first outfit and head out to your first location in 10 minutes."

Hanna, Lurie and I all hurried inside and they showed me our changing room. The room had space for each of us to hang our clothes and I watched them to see what they would wear. Neither wore a bra, but both kept their panties on. I slid on my dark denim cutoffs, the thin white "wife beater" my roommate Gabi had loaned me, and my cowboy boots. I tossed my hair in the mirror to give it a littler volume and went to my first location which was an area of tall golden colored grass.

"Okay, where do you want me?" I asked as I walked over to my first group. I watched them all look over my body as I got closer, especially fixed on the shape of my breasts and nipples which were very apparent in the thin top I was wearing.

A middle aged guy named David raised his hand and exclaimed "I guess I'm up first."

"Do you have any specific instructions David?" I asked.

"Not really. You're a dancer right? Why don't we just start with some of the poses you like as a dancer and we'll go from there?" David replied.

I went into a relaxed third position with my left arm extended out to the side just grazing the top of the tall grass and my other arm extended above my head. From there I slowly leaned to the left creating an arc with my right arm and body. David shot photos from the center while the others moved to various positions, making sure not to obstruct David's angle.

"This is beautiful Caroline!" David exclaimed as he moved in closer. "Can you bring your chin up a bit? Perfect!" He said as he continued to snap away on his camera.

From there I moved into a releve position with both hands over my head while doing my best to be on my tiptoes in boots. I slowly moved to the left and then over to the right as they continued to shoot.

After David's 15 minutes were up I was honestly surprised I still had my clothes on. I figured that everyone would be immediately having us strip down to our birthday suits.

The next photographer up was Harry. He was probably 100 lbs overweight with a large beard, reddish hair, incredibly bushy eyebrows and probably in his late 30s.

"Those poses were great Caroline but I'd like to try something different. Can you show us what kind of underwear you are wearing?" Harry inquired.

And this was more what I expected. I walked over to the group until I was about 3 feet away from them and began to unbutton my cutoffs. Once they were unbuttoned, I moved them down to the middle of my thighs and turned around so they could see the front and back. The panties were off white and so sheer you could fully see my blond bush and all of my rear. Once again I was amazed at the transformation that had happened in me over the past few months. I couldn't have ever imagined I'd be showing off my body in such a way much less enjoying it. And I was enjoying it. Even as I brought my shorts down, I knew that I wanted them to see more of me, and to see their reaction.

"Those have to be the sheerest panties I've ever seen Caroline." David remarked.

"Well, I didn't want to leave too much to the imagination!" I teased back.

"Can I have you pull your shorts back up, and then while you are standing in the grass, bring them down slowly?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, absolutely!" I replied.

The yellow grass came up to about my thighs so that my pelvis and lower extremities became obscured. I was wondering what these photos would look like as I walked back to my spot buttoning up my shorts.

I was wishing I had some music as I found the mood I was looking for. Something that felt natural and free. Like I was all alone and wanting to fully be in nature. I brought my hands up to my shirts and started to slowly unbutton them again as I heard the various clicks of cameras going off. I slowly tugged at them to give the shots some energy and then eventually brought them almost all the way down till I lifted one leg and then the other to fully remove them.

"OMG." Harry exclaimed. "That was exactly what I wanted Caroline! Just keep going in that vibe."

"Can someone hold onto these?" I asked as I tossed my shorts to David.

I moved my left hand down to the side of my underwear and pulled it out to the side and then slowly down. My right hand moved under the bottom of my tank top and with my thumb underneath, I started to raise my tank until it was exposing my belly button, and then slowly higher until the bottom parts of my breasts became visible. I slowly moved through the grass doing variations on this pose for the next 5 or 6 minutes.

"This is great Caroline!" Harry yelled to me. "Can you bring your underwear even lower now?"

I bought the tank top up high enough to expose my underboobs, and then turned my body to the side, and then gradually began to slide my underwear lower and lower. I lifted the leg closest to the photographers. I slipped it over my foot and then lifted my other leg and did the same thing, now holding my underwear in my hands. I looked towards my photographers, caught David's eye and tossed my panties to him. Suddenly I had the same feeling I had yesterday when Billy had all of my clothes. I felt vulnerable, exposed, and yet seductive and powerful at the same time. I felt the butterflies return to my stomach and warmth start building in my nether area. I brought my hands up under my shirt and ran them over my breasts feeling my nipples hardening. I found it curious that someone else having control of my clothing, and thus my nudity, was so sexually charged for me.

"I'm up next!" Someone said waking me from the moment I was in.

Antonio moved into the center spot. He was also middle aged, hispanic, on the shorter side with thinning hair. He looked at me for a few moments, his eyes scanning my face and then body, and got on his knees to a lower position and focused his camera on me.

"Carolina..." He called to me "keep walking through the grass towards me please."

In the position I was in I knew that anything from my ribs down would be partially obscured by the grass, and as I gradually walked towards them, that their view of my nude lower body would be clearer and clearer. I held my hands out and walked towards the four of them with my hands out so that the tops of the grass grazed my palms. All four men were rapidly clicking away and I brought my hands up to my shirt, clenching the bottom and slowly pulled it over my head, exposing them to every inch of my body as I exited the grass. I threw my shirt to David who anticipated it, did a slow turn so that they could see my rear and slowly walked a few feet back into the grass. I experienced a rush of erotic energy as I walked away from them and back towards them, watching them enraptured by me. I let my hands move across my body languidly, moving across my breasts and then letting my fingers run through my blond bush. I could feel my breathing quicken as I watched them watching me.

"Oh my gosh." I thought. "I'm getting so turned on! I have to do this for three more groups of guys. I'm not sure how to keep myself in check and stay professional."

As the day wore on I found myself only getting more excited. Every time I removed my clothing the feelings intensified. As I walked over to my last session I had a moment with Hanna and I asked her if she felt the same way and if so, how did she handle it?

"Honey, my boyfriend loves it when I do this because when I get home I give him the best sex of his life." she replied.

I had saved a light green floral spring dress that buttoned up the front for last. It came up to about mid thigh and I had the top two buttons undone to show a little cleavage. I decided to not wear a bra as I knew it would be coming off almost immediately. I walked over to the barn and my photographers were waiting for me and Edgar was in this last group.

We started out simply enough towards the entrance to the barn. I had a pair of simple slippers I had worn and kicked them off at the first photographer's request. After a few minutes he asked me to unbutton a few more buttons, so I opened my dress down to my belly button being exposed. I brought one side down off my shoulder and held it just close enough to keep my right nipple from being exposed. The second photographer was very interested in my legs and butt so I used a lot of poses on my tippy toes to lengthen my legs and bringing the hem of my dress up very high, just past my pelvis.

When it was the next photographer's turn we moved inside the barn and he positioned me so that the light was coming from behind me which I knew would make my dress transparent. I unbuttoned the last few buttons and just let my dress hang open and moved in a way that made the dress flow outwards to better see the shape of my body through the cloth. He moved in close and captured some close ups of my face and had me slide down my dress so that it was mostly head and bare shoulders. After a few minutes of him shooting and moving to different angles I slid my dress down just a bit further so that my nipples, which were now aching from being so turned on all day, were just visible. He continued to move closer

When it was finally Edgar's turn he asked me to move inside the barn and described wanting something like Sophia Loren, very messy, sensual, and free looking. He looked around and found the large hay bale and had me lie down in it. There was a steam of light coming through and he positioned me so that the light fell a certain way across my face, and then moved down the length of my body.

"Caroline, would you take off your underwear please?" Edgar asked.

I reached down and slid them down my legs. He held out his hand and gave him my panties. He then had me button one of the lowest buttons on the dress so that it was open on top and on bottom. Then he had me lean forward with one shoulder extended dramatically, and my legs together, in a kind of sitting position. I totally understood the vibe he was going for and moved slightly each time the camera clicked. After he shot 4 or 5 photos, he looked at the back of his camera and smiled broadly. One of the other photographers asked if he could see the photos, and as Edgar scrolled through them the other photographer said "Damn!"

"Well now I'm curious!" I said.

"Come take a look." Edgar replied. "I always find it helpful for models to get a feel of what I'm going for so that we are working towards the same thing."

I stood up and brushed a bit of the hay from my dress and walked over a few feet to Edgar. I stood behind him, and put my hand on his shoulder and leaned over to look into the small screen on the back of his camera. As I did I felt my bare breast rest on the back of his arm. After only being looked at all day it felt nice to have a moment of contact that felt intimate without it being too sexual, so I just stayed in that position. I felt Edgar lean back a touch which added a bit of pressure to my breast as he slowly showed me the photos he had shot. They were beautiful! Most of my body was in shadow with the bright line of the sunlight streaming through the cracks in the barn door illuminating my eyes, and then moving down my body. You could tell that my body was exposed without really being able to fully see the more sensitive areas.

"Edgar, you are making me look like a work of art!" I exclaimed.

"You are Caroline," he responded.

I felt myself starting to get emotional because of the matter-of-fact way that he complimented me. I had a deep desire to just want to hug him both for the way he spoke to me and the way he seemed to see me.

"I really appreciate that Edgar!" As I squeezed his shoulder and then went back to the hay bales and found my position.

For the next 7 minutes we did variations of this pose. My legs were brought up together and towards one side or another. I would work the hem of the sundress so that it would fall off my shoulders, sometimes covering my breasts and other times not. As we came to the last few minutes, I asked "Can I try something a little different?"

"By all means!" Edgar replied. "Feel free to do whatever you want."

I unbuttoned the middle button and opened my dress fully. I slid my arms out and laid the dress behind me as more blanket than anything else. I reclined back, taking a more open position with my body. I positioned my arms behind my head and rested on my intertwined fingers. I pointed my legs straight out, pointing my toes to make me look even longer. I could tell from the amount of camera clicking that they were enjoying this. I then bent my right knee so that my foot moved behind my left knee. This opened my legs just a bit so that for the first time that day, the gathered men could see every inch of me. I closed my eyes and heard the clicking noises become even faster. I shifted my legs to a slightly different position letting them fall open further while running my finger through my hair. I was getting lost in the feeling of having them devour me with their eyes and I felt the heat increasing in my vagina. I moved my right hand down to my stomach, then let my fingers go south and run through my blond public hair. My middle finger was feeling the moisture between my legs and I started to put pressure on my opening.

"Caroline, you are not going to start masturbating in front of these guys!" the thoughts in my head shouted.

Suddenly I heard a bell ring in the distance signaling the end of the shoot.

"Oh my gosh." I thought. "Literally saved by the bell."

I stood up and slipped my sundress over my shoulders. I buttoned it up as I walked over to my group. They compared photos that they had just shot and they all complimented me on how well I had done, how beautiful I looked, and how much they enjoyed working with me.

"You are now my favorite model." Edgar said, putting his hand on my shoulder and giving it a light squeeze. "Oh and you might want these back." He continued as he handed me my panties back.

"I'm so used to not wearing them today that I almost forgot about them." I joked as I slipped them on.

We walked back to the main house chatting and rejoined the entire group. We had about 30 minutes as a group to chat and exchange email addresses if we wanted photos from the various photographers. I had gotten about half of the photographer's email addresses when Harry approached me. He had tied his long red hair back in a ponytail and was soaked in sweat from the day's heat.

"Caroline," he started. "Thank you so much for joining us today! You were a really welcome addition and I know for a fact that every photographer out there loved working with you."

"Aw! Thank you Harry! I was nervous coming out here today but it has been a really amazing experience." I replied.

"Yeah. Billy usually is pretty great about pulling in photographers and models with a pretty low perv factor! Not non-existent, but pretty low!" He joked. "Hey, I wanted to ask you if you had ever done any acting? You have a really great presence in front of the camera and don't just drift off like some models do."

"I have a pretty long history of dance performance and trying to tell a story through my body in front of a crowd, so I hope that translates into modeling."

"It definitely did!" Harry exclaimed. "So I also shoot films and I'm working on my third short film right now. After working with you today I wanted to see if you might be interested in trying acting?"

"Wow, I'm flattered but wouldn't you rather have someone with more experience? That's not to say I'm not interested! What's the film about?" I said.