Many thanks to andrea4328 who edited this story. Your red ink of correction makes me quiver with excitement. I have to go now and serve a couple of days in minimum security apostrophe jail before I am allowed back into polite society. Please enjoy the story. All comments welcome.
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A girl goes to a photographer's studio for a photo-shoot. She is new to modeling and keen to make a good impression. She thinks it is just a lingerie shoot and doesn't realize the photographer has plans for much more.
She wears high heels, stockings, garter belt, thong and a bra. She poses for the photographer, all smiles and curves. He snaps away and encourages her.
"That's a good girl, you look fantastic."
She giggles, she is new to this. She is both excited and nervous and trying to act the part she thinks she should play.
"You like?"
He knows she is a little nervous and trying to "get it right", even if she isn't sure what that means exactly. He knows she wants to please and do a good job. She needs approval and praise and he gives her a strong lead so she knows what he wants her to do and can use the momentum of the shoot to get past her shyness. He knows she wants to do this and he can make it possible for her.
"You bet I like. You really know how to show off those curves. Push your boobs out a little more. You have fantastic tits."
She giggles again. Her shyness is still there, but it isn't stopping her. It just makes her feel naughty ... sexy ... a little slutty ... excited. She is enjoying herself.
"Well thank you. And please don't be shy now. Just tell me what you think."
He knows to keep pushing. She has more to give and wants to give it, but she needs him to make her.
"I think you're a gorgeous girl with killer curves and I want to show you off."
He snaps more shots of her as she smiles and poses and feels like the next move is her idea.
"I had better take this off then." she says as she removes her bra and tosses it aside. "If you like my tits so much..."
She smiles again, looking up at him from under her hair. He is getting excited now as she is doing exactly what he wants.
"Goooood girl."
He takes more shots, faster, keep the momentum, don't let her slow down.
"God you look so naughty. Bend over and show off your ass. I am just dying to photograph your pussy."
She feels incredibly sexy and doesn't want that feeling to go away, but she needs to pause for a second. This might be going too fast. She wants it to last longer.
"I'm not sure I can take my knickers off for you."
He knows he has to push her now. The end game is way further than she ever intended to go when she walked in the door. He has to take advantage of her naivety and eagerness to please. Tell her what to do. She has to feel his confidence, be sure he is in charge, so she can allow herself to do what she is told. She has come this far, trusted him and he has made her feel hot, exciting, desirable. She wants to feel more. She wants to trust him. She wants to be a good girl.
"I think you can sweetie. I think you can't wait to get your knickers off and show your pussy to the camera."
She smiles but hesitates.
"What kind of girl do you think I am exactly?"
Now he has to take the risk and push her to the next level. His voice is kind but firm and clear.
"I think you're a sexy little bitch who gets excited showing it all off. Now let's get you out of those knickers before your pussy burns a hole in them."
Her face flushes red for a second, realizing that he is aware of the heat in her pussy, but she doesn't want this to be over. She wants more.
"OK. Help me."
He comes over and assists her out of her knickers. Careful to adjust her remaining lingerie leaving it neat and pretty. She stands in front of him, naked except for her garter belt, stockings and heels. Her hands are behind her back as she looks up at him. A little shyness is back on her face, but she wants to do this.
"Do I look nice?"
She needs his approval again. She needs to know she is getting it right because she has never done this before. She is exposed and vulnerable and he needs her to feel safe. His voice is friendly.
"Yes. You look delicious."
She poses again and he takes more shots. Just like before but less giggling. Just like before but she shows off her pussy. She knows he is zooming in tight and she knows she is showing off everything she has. She feels incredible. So slutty. So naked. So explored by his lens. She keeps thinking of hundreds, thousands of men looking at her pussy through his camera. Looking at her picture and making up their own minds about what kind of girl they think she is.
Every flash of the camera drives home her feeling of being exposed, scrutinized, inspected. Every flash representing an image she can never take back, never hide from anyone. From now on she will always be this naked, wanton little slut that she is being right now. She can never take this back, but she doesn't want to. Every flash reminding her of that and making her feel more sexual than she has ever felt before. Making her feel oddly proud of herself for feeling so alive. So exciting. So excited.
It feels like she has been putting her pussy on show for anyone who wants to look for an eternity, but eventually he stops. He puts the camera down and moves closer to her. She stands up and turns to face him.
