When I came home from work the next evening, my plan was to immediately rush to the bathroom and take a massive piss, but to my surprise I heard Elena taking a shower, her music playing from her speaker over the sound of the water.
I didn't care – I had to go. I was about to let loose.
From my room, I opened the door slightly while knocking. "Hey cousin?!" I yelled over the music.
"Yeah?!" she yelled from in the shower, surprised to hear me come in.
"Sorry to bother you when you're in here, but I really,
really
take a piss. You mind if I go real quick?!"
"Yeah, go ahead. Just don't flush!!"
I hurriedly closed the door and zipped over the toilet, which was right next to – not even a foot away from – the front end of the shower. My shower curtain was dark blue so I couldn't see through it, but knowing she was completely nude just behind it, a foot away from me as I whipped my dick out and started peeing, gave me a special kind of horny chills.
"So, uh, how'd your shoot go today? Where was it, the waterfalls?" I asked while urine poured out from my dick.
"Yeah! It went really well. The photographer was so nice!"
Through the small crack between the edge of the shower curtain and the wall, I saw the skin of the side of body as she turned around to presumably rise her hair off.
She continued, "I can show you the photos after I'm out!"
"Sounds good!"
I finished up my piss as quick as I could as not to overstay my welcome. Maybe I'd see what I really wanted to see later in these waterfall photos.
About fifteen minutes later she emerged from the bathroom as I was sitting on the couch reading over papers I needed to look at for my work. She was wearing only a towel around her body, and another around her head to support her extremely long hair. "Here, I'll get my computer real quick."
She grabbed it from her room and sat down on the couch next to me.
"Be careful you don't drip." I said to her.
"I know, I'll be quick. Sorry."
She put an SD card into her computer and a bunch of tiny thumbnails came up – probably 50 or so. She started at the beginning.
"So obviously these are unedited, but I think the raw images still look great. This was the first outfit we did." she said.
She was wearing a plain wait dress that was sticking to her skin because of the water coming down from the falls. It fit her form perfectly. She was (sadly) wearing a bra underneath, but the outline was sticking out like a sore thumb.
"This was the second."
The second outfit was what I guess you could call booty short and a really tight t-shirt. This time she wasn't wearing a bra and in any shot from a front angle you can clearly see her nipples poking through her shirt. I chose to say nothing, as she seemed to not care very much.
The next was a black bra with a tiny black skirt. There was one shot where she was lifting her leg up against the rock so high that I thought I could see a bit of vag, but maybe I was looking too hard.
"What are these for?" I asked.
"Some kind of photography contest. I don't know. Honestly I don't really care what it's for as long as I get paid and it's more photos for my profiles, ya know?"
The final outfit was – well barely an outfit at all – just simply a red bikini bottoms. No top. The was 4 photos.
First was her laid back against a rock in the background, with her arms crossed over her breasts, looking away from the camera. Second was a full profile shot, her standing up looking sensually straight at the lens, arms crossed again over her breasts. Even compressed under her arms, I was here again reminded how perfect they are – completely round and the perfect size for handfuls. Third photo was a super wide shot, with her sitting on the edge of a rock, her hands resting behind here, but the glare from the sun blocking her breasts. Then the final shot was from behind – her leaning against a rock with the edge of the waterfall dripping down her back, her arms positioned just so that you can see a large amount of side boob but no nipple, and she was looking back at the camera over her shoulder smiling.
"Jeez, cuz, these are pretty risqué. I didn't know you'd do these kind of shots." I said not so calmly.
"Hey, comes with the job, I guess."
"You're almost completely naked!"
"Yeah, well, that's why we only did
one
of this one."
Then she clicked over to the last image, in which she
was
completely naked. It was a photo from behind – a wide shot of the waterfall on the right and my beautiful cousin on the left – bare naked from head to toe, her exposed water droplet-covered ass in full view with the rest of her body. Her left breast – but no nipple – was sticking out from the side as she raises her arms above her head.
We both laughed. Her because she thought the situation was funny, myself because I was slowly losing control of my contained horniness.
I said in jest, "People who look at your portfolio are gonna see a lot of your butt."
"I know, haha. I had that thought too. The photos are so good though."
She stood up from the couch and put her laptop down where she was sitting, leaving that image of her naked backside in my peripherals.
She took the towel off her head and bent all the way over – her front to me – to scrub dry her hair, giving me a big ol' eyeful of cleavage.
She said as she scrubbed her hair, "I'm thinking about setting about a website. Or a model mayhem. Or something to help get my name out there. So far it's all just been instagram and Twitter."
"I could help with that."
"You think?" she replied as she finished with her hair scrub and stood back up and looked at me.
"Hell yeah, making a basic portfolio website is easy. I can do it in a couple minutes."
And so we made her website. Over the next couple days when more edited photos came in, we made a slideshow homepage with all of her photos – from Ed Hardy ads to naked waterfall shoots – moving in and out gently. She was very happy with it, which made me very happy.
Fast forward a couple days. We're both sitting around the apartment not doing anything in particular. I come out of the shower and emerge into the living room in just my boxer shorts to see her sitting on the couch reading a magazine. I know she had never seen me in my underwear before as an adult, and I wanted to see how she'd react. She looked surprised at first, but the respectable woman she is, she didn't have a comment.
As I walked over to the fridge I casually asked, "Hey, uh, feel like doing some shooting tonight? I got an idea for a set while I was in the shower."
"Hell yeah, I feel like shooting! It's never even a question. What's the idea?" she replied.
"Well, I noticed you put those really nice silk sheets on your bed. Have you thought about a doing a shoot where you're like, just basically in bed, I suppose with implied nudity, but your using the sheets to cover yourself? We'll call it Between the Sheets."
"That sounds like it could be awesome. When you wanna do it?"
"Let me get changed and let's meet in your room in about...15 minutes?"
"Deal."
15 MINUTES LATER. We're both standing in her room, I with my tripod and camera next to me and her standing next to her bed in her pajama pants and black tank top.
She started off, asking "So how are we doing this? Your turn to direct me, Mr. Victoria's Secret Photographer."
"Just, uh...take your pants and shirt and get in the bed and wrap the sheets around yourself."
She did this very matter of factly. No sensual and sexuality about it. Just slid her pants right off and throw her shirt over head as if she was alone. I must admit, seeing her take her clothes off was more arousing then I was expecting. I was starting to regret just putting on basketball shorts.
We did a number of shots in pretty basic poses. It basically looked like she was nude, but wrapped up like a mummy. It wasn't working, mainly because you still saw her bra straps.
"Hey cuz, I know this is weird, but can I ask you to ditch the bra? I feel like it kind of ruins the effect."
She shrugged like it was no problem. "Yeah." she said casually as she took her bra off underneath the blanket as still to cover herself.
"Alright, let's uh...let's move the sheets around here. Maybe show a leg."
I took it upon myself to carefully move the sheets around her so that one leg was exposed all the way up to the waist. I almost touched the bottom of her ass cheek when I did it.
"Alright, good." I snapped that.
We did a number of other poses. Flat on her back shot from up above, looking straight at the camera from bed side, pretty standard stuff. Then I got an idea.
"Alright, what if we did one where like, you lay on your side facing the camera, and your breast is like, out of the sheet, but your arm is positioned so the camera doesn't see it?"
"We could do that."
She positioned herself as I requested, then put her hand on the top of the sheet about to take it down before she stopped.
She looked at me seriously and asked, "You don't mind if you actually see my boob for a second, do you? I gotta figure out how I'm gonna do it."
My heart skipped a beat. My member throbbed in my shorts.
"I don't care if you don't." I replied.
"Kay, cool."
Then she took the sheet down an inch and exposed her right breast to me. A sense of accomplishment came over me as I stared at her little pink delectable nipple.
She spent about 10 seconds moving her arm around figuring out how to block her nipple from view of the camera. "Does it work like this?"
"Yes, perfect!" I exclaimed as I snapped away.
