Erin didn't like her photography professor. She squirmed in her seat as she listened to his lecture, scratching a fresh, itchy tattoo on her shoulder as he prattled on about "the golden hour." She had no desire to shoot landscapes at sunset. Pretty pictures bored her.
Richie was a more conscientious student. He paid attention and took notes. The first weeks of Community College were exciting to him. He wanted to make the most of it.
Richie wasn't the kind of boy Erin found especially attractive — she liked the bad boys, the ones with the tattoos, and if their knuckles were scraped up from fighting, well, that was all the better. She'd learned not to care about cute boys in high school. I'm not cute, so why bother with them, she'd always thought. Cute boys don't like fat girls anyway.
Erin wasn't
fat
fat. She was overweight, according to the doctors who badgered her about it. Roundish, but well balanced, with a big-bootie ass that counteracted the gravitational pull of her somewhat massive plus-sized tits. The ones that were drawing Richie's furtive glances.
Erin noticed. She usually hated it when guys looked at nothing but her tits, but she got a good vibe from Richie. He was tall and slim, with the kind of 'boy band' hair that she hated, but his eyes were sweet and gentle, and she had a feeling he wasn't as innocent as he looked.
Richie was intrigued by Erin, too. It started with her tits. He'd be the first to admit that Kelsey had turned him into a tit man. All those hours working on photographs of her in sexy bikinis, zooming in with Photoshop to get her perfect breasts just right. Not to mention the first unveiling of the beautiful things, out behind the barn. And the first hands-on. And the first cowgirl fuck, with them bouncing wonderfully as she had a big orgasm. Yup, he was a tit man all right, and Erin's massive cleavage was always right out there at school, usually framed by a low-cut, stretchy spandex tank top under an open sweatshirt of some sort. It wasn't just the tits, though. Erin's tattoos, the ring that pierced the side of her nostril and the streaky turquoise blue in her hair all captured Richie's imagination.
After a few classes they started sitting next to each other. They'd turned in their landscape assignment to the professor — Richie's a photo of green, verdant hills; Erin's a gritty slice of reality with an abandoned gas station. The professor had moved on from landscapes to people pictures, lecturing on street photography and portraits. The artistic nude made an appearance in his power point presentation, drawing an enthusiastic "That's what I'm talkin' about!" from one of the boys.
"How do you even do that?" Erin said quietly when she saw the nude. "Do you just walk up to someone and ask them?"
"Do you want to try it?" Richie asked.
Erin looked surprised, and a little scared. "Are
you
takin' it all off, or am I?"
"I've got a friend. She's a model."
Erin was intrigued. "Have you done it? She's modeled for you?"
Richie nodded. After class Erin didn't let him get away. She wanted to know more.
Richie told her about the bikini pictures he did for Koop. He pulled the website up on his phone and showed her, scrolling through the Jeep listings, zooming in on Kelsey in the photos. Erin was dumbstruck.
"Holy shit, she's..."
Richie smiled. The pictures of Kelsey affected him the same way — sort of speechless, in awe of her sexy beauty.
Richie didn't tell Erin about Kelsey's porn, or the sex he'd had with her and the other girls. It was way too soon for that. He wasn't sure how he'd broach the subject at all, but he knew if he brought Erin into Kelsey's world it was probably inevitable.
"She lets you...shoot nudes?" Erin asked, sounding amazed and excited.
"Yeah. We just started."
"Holy shit, how do you make pictures of her that don't look like
porn
? She's just so..."
"I'm just sort of learning. Do you...wanna...maybe go with me? I was gonna go over tonight for a little while."
"For real? Yeah, I'll go!" Erin said.
"Do you know where Gambo's Pizza is? I'll meet you in the parking lot at seven. You can ride with me over to her house."
"You better ask her. I don't want to just show up if she doesn't know I'm coming."
Richie agreed. He texted Kelsey. She replied right away...
—
The more the merrier, honey! :-)
— — —
"
Come on in, Richie
," Kelsey yelled. She walked from the porch to the living room just as Richie and Erin were entering. Kelsey was naked, as usual. "Should we get dressed? I forgot to tell Brie and Char you were coming over."
"Oh. I...don't know," Richie said. He looked at Erin's surprised face. "Do you care? There's two other girls. They, like, don't wear clothes much."
"You guys don't wear clothes?" Erin said.
"Richie does. Sometimes anyway," Kelsey said, smiling mischievously. "Hi, I'm Kelsey."
"I'm Erin. Cool house," she said, looking around. She had a pretty good idea no adults lived there, from the way the place was decorated.
"Thanks!" Kelsey said brightly. "Wanna meet our friends?"
She turned and walked back to the porch. Erin couldn't believe the body on the girl — bare pussy, unbelievable tits, and a perfect, wiggly ass that made time stand still. Erin let Richie go first, and was astonished to see two more beautiful, naked twenty-something girls, doing paperwork at a plastic picnic table out in the screened porch.
"This's Charity, and Brie," Kelsey said, pointing out the girls. "You guys, this is Richie's friend Erin. Their gonna take some pictures of me for their photo class."
"Oh, cool!" Charity said. "How sexy do they let you get?"
"We don't know yet," Richie said. "We're sorta just doin' this for practice."
Charity had a feeling it was going to get plenty sexy. Things always got that way when Kelsey was involved. She also had a feeling Erin had no clue what she was stepping into.
"You guys can join in if you want," Kelsey said to Charity and Brie. "They can shoot some just body stuff, with no faces, right Richie?"
"Oh, yeah. Sure," he said.
"Really?" Charity said. Her face brightened as her exhibitionist side suddenly woke up.
"You can do that, right Erin?" Kelsey asked. "Char and Brie are teachers. They can't have their face showing in any nudie stuff."
"Oh," Erin said, suddenly realizing the naked women at the table were grading school papers. "Yeah. I mean, I'm just here with Richie. Yeah, anything's fine."
"Kel, we've got work to do," Brie said. "You go. You guys have fun."
"We'll be in my room if you get done," Kelsey said. She took Richie's hand and walked back into the living room. "You guys wanna do bed stuff, right?"
Richie looked at Erin, but she just shrugged her shoulders. "Sure," he said.
He and Erin picked up the camera bags they'd left by the door and followed Kelsey up the stairs.
Kelsey sat on her unmade bed. "You want rumpled or fixed up?"
"Rumpled," Erin said. Richie nodded and smiled.
The late summer sun was low in the evening sky, angling in through Kelsey's open window. A bright swath of light illuminated the wall over the bed, casting Kelsey and the rumpled sheets in a soft glow.
"We doin' pussy, or just arty stuff?" Kelsey said.
"Pussy," Erin said, cracking a little smile. Richie looked surprised but happy.
"Nice," Kelsey said. "I've got toys if you want, or you guys can take turns shooting while the other one fucks me."
Erin chuckled. She didn't want to, but it was just all too much and the little laugh came out involuntarily. Kelsey smiled.
"You guys haven't fucked yet, have you," she said. "I can tell. That's cool. We'll loosen things up."
The look on Erin's face went from surprise to shock. She liked sex, and she liked Richie, but fucking him wasn't something she'd thought much about.
Richie was red-faced. He was realizing, too late, that Kelsey wasn't capable of being anything other than her over-sexed, wild-child self. Bringing a female classmate to her bedroom was a colossal mistake. He could already picture the end-game — all of them naked on Kelsey's big bed, his cock deep between Erin's round ass cheeks, and an awkward meeting at the next photography class.
Erin and Richie both diffused their blushing faces by rummaging through their gear bags and hiding behind their cameras. Kelsey started on her stomach, with her perfect, freckly ass glowing in the nice light. Richie was the first to direct her, asking for a slightly cocked leg that opened up a hint of pussy. Erin asked for the next move — feet up in the air above bent knees.
Kelsey took the next pose on her own. When Erin was behind her she spread her knees well apart, opening her pussy wide. Erin seemed to like it, staying back there, clicking away, so Kelsey added some more eroticism, letting her hand drift to the crack of her ass, with her middle finger finding the dirty spots, first a tickle of her asshole and then some nice swipes through her glistening slit.
"How's that you guys? Good?" she asked.
"That's hot," Erin said. She bumped into Richie trying to get closer. "Oh, sorry. You go."
Kelsey humped her ass up and fingered herself deeper. Her hips started moving and she moaned.
"Fuck!" Erin whispered. The camera was away from her face. Her eyes darted between Kelsey and Richie. He was lost in his work, with a big lump in his shorts.
"Erin, try the front," Kelsey said. "I always think tits look good this way."
Kelsey's words snapped Erin out of her reverie. She circled the bed and immediately knew what Kelsey was talking about.
"Don't you love it when they hang?" Kelsey said. She was up on one elbow, with her hard nipples kissing the rumpled sheet. "You got some super nice tits, Erin. I bet they look awesome hangin' like this. You guys can take off your clothes if you want. Richie's sort of used to it."
