My wildest day ever started with a simple errand, shop for a new camera. My boyfriend wanted to take some pictures of me while we played around, but neither of us had a digital camera. I went to our local electronics store to look around. It was a new store in a strip mall, well lite and clean.
I arrived around 10:00 in the morning; the only people in the store were the two salesclerks. Both were young and cute, one was tall slim and had the blonde surfer boy look. The other was short, black and had arms as big as my thighs. I'm 5'7" with long straight brown hair, brown eyes, thin waist, and 36B tits.
I couldn't decide if the blonde guy was chatting me up, or trying to sell a camera. He showed me a dozen different cameras and all the while flirting outrageously. When I told him I was confused by all the cameras he said it would be easier if we just took pictures with several of them and I could see what the pictures would look like.
He went with me to the back of the store and brought several cameras with him. Then he had me pose as he took pictures of me. Now this seemed strange, I thought I should be taking the pictures, but he was cute so I decided to let him have some fun. He soon had the first group of picture downloaded on his laptop. I came back and we looked them over. They all looked similar to me at first, but then he started pointing out the differences in color tones and shading. He asked what I would be using the camera for, people, sports, nature, ect... When I told him people, he told me that the skin tones would be very important. He said that we should take more pictures and emphasize skin tones in theses.
I was wearing a blouse unbuttoned over a camisole top, no bra, and a long denim skirt over red T back panties. I also wore my favorite mid calf black boots. He asked me if I minded taking off my blouse, since it "would give us more skin tones to look at". I don't mind wearing only a camisole top, but I like to have a bra on when I do. When he pleaded that it would really help me decide on which camera to buy I relented and dropped my blouse on a counter. He took pictures for several minutes; his friend had now come to the back of the store to watch too. I was getting a little turned on and my nipples which had been visible before were now looking like they would poke through my top. One of my cami straps slipped off my shoulder. When I started to push it back he told me to stop. Then I grew even bolder and slipped the other strap off. The top slipped low over my tits, but I didn't let it fall too far.
The surfer boy then said his friend should join me in the pictures. His reasoning was that my light skin and his dark skin would show a lot of contrast. This would be very evident and would help me decide which camera would be best. Now this may seem like a line of BS now, but at the time it seemed very logical. I was standing with my back to surfer boy and his friend came over and put his arms around me. Surfer boy told us he wanted to too see as much of my back as possible and the black guy started pushing my top down. I tried to hold my top over my tits but they popped out before I could get a grip on it. I now quickly pulled the black guy close to me to hide my tits from the camera. The guys didn't seem to mind. Surfer boy kept taking pictures and the black guys kept moving his hands all over my back.
Surfer boy then asked his friend to pull my top back up. Whew, that was close, I'm going to get my clothes back now I thought. He kept on pulling up though. Soon the top was over my tits and was pushing under my armpits. I resisted a little and surfer boy told me to raise my arms, it would make a great picture. The black guy kept pushing up and my arm slowly rose over my head. The camisole went over my head and I was standing topless in front of two strangers. I put my hands over my tits conflicted with modesty verses arousal. The black guy then turned me around to face surfer boy. He was taking pictures quickly now. The black guy then put his hands over top of mine. I knew that if I didn't stop now it would be too late, it probably already was. Surfer boy then told me to reach behind the black guy's neck. I slowly moved my hands while his stayed on my tits. He then leaned forward and kissed me. The combination of his hands squeezing my tits, surfer boy clicking away and the kiss sent electricity through my whole body with all of it ending in my pussy. I almost had an orgasm as we kissed.