Author's Note: I originally posted this story under the name zeke81. Time has passed and I've had several suggestions about improving this story so I am submitting this revised version. I have tried not to change the original plot of the story; I have simply tried to improve the content, structure, and grammar in the story. I do not intend this to replace the original version. I hope to use it as a gauge of how my writing has improved since the original story was posted. Please feel free to read the version posted under zeke81 and let me know which version you think is better. I always welcome constructive suggestions on how I can improve my writing style.
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I used to be a very lonely man. My work in photography had me traveling a lot and working random hours from day to day. It was a big deterrent to my having a relationship with a woman or even having the time to go out in search of a quick one-night stand.
I was doing "self service" with the help of internet porn. I noticed that there were number of adult web sites that got girls by telling them they were going to be modeling. I know most of them are probably bullshit where they told the girl to be walking down the street or whatever so they could find her. I figured what the hell though; if nothing else I might get some new clients.
Anyway I decided to start my search at the mall near where I live. It didn't take very long to spot a gorgeous young blonde. I snapped a few pictures from a distance and then introduced myself and confirmed that she was over 18. I invited her back to my studio to do some test shots.
"I can't go anywhere without my mom's okay first." Lisa said.
My heart and my cock sank, that was until the girl ran over to an auburn haired beauty. They exchanged a few words then came over to me.
"My daughter tells me you think she's model material." Grace said.
"Yes I really do, in fact, I represent some women your age as well and you might have what it takes too." I said.
"Well? What do you think mom?" Lisa asked.
You could detect the pleading tone in her words.
Grace looked at me then at the pleading look on Lisa's face.
"We can check it out, but if anything funny happens we're out, okay?" Grace asked.
"Oh thanks mom!" Lisa said.
She excitedly hugged her mom.
"Okay then, let's go to my studio." I said.
They followed me to my house and into my studio, which was a legitimate studio that I've been working out of for years.
"Okay, what do we have to do?" Lisa asked excitedly.
"Well, these are test shots so we'll just shoot you in the clothes you have on to start." I said.
For awhile it was a completely normal shoot. I'd position Grace and Lisa, snap some pictures and then change their pose. I was thinking hard about the best way to get them out of their clothes, and I guess the distraction showed on my face.
"Is something wrong?" Grace asked.
"What? Oh, no, everything's fine, I was just thinking about a catalog shoot I have coming up. I really think you two would be perfect for it, but I can't be sure like this." I said.
"Why not?" asked Lisa.
"Well, it's a swimsuit/lingerie catalog, a friend of mine is the designer and she wants me to find models that her new stuff will look good on." I said.
"So why can't you tell if we'd be good for the shoot?" Grace asked.
"Well, you're fully clothed, for all I know you are both covered in scars or hideous tattoos. I can't recommend someone for a job without being sure that they are right for the shoot." I said.
"Well how about if we strip down to our underwear, could you tell then?" Lisa asked.
"Yes, that would probably work." I said.
I had to bite the inside of my cheek to suppress a smile. They were taking the bait.
"Oh Lisa, I don't know about stripping down to our underwear in front of someone we just met." Grace said.
"Don't be silly mom, we can't get into the catalog unless he's sure we'd be good for it and if we do get it a lot more people than just him will see it. Please." Lisa begged.
Grace looked at Lisa, then looked at me. I was trying to look as professional as possible despite my excitement.
"Well I suppose it wouldn't hurt anything, let's do it." Grace said.
Both women quickly unbuttoned their blouses and shucked them off; their pants were harder to remove because they were very tight. Their bras and panties were some of the largest industrial strength garments that I've ever seen, much too large and granny-like for such attractive girls. The excessively large area covered by the garments gave me the chance to try to get more off of them.
"Well, your legs, tummies, and backs look good, but your underwear is quite large and many of the items you'd be modeling are very small." I said.
"How small?" a concerned Grace asked.
I grabbed a catalog off of a table.
"Well, here's the catalog we shot for the last collection. As you can see the bras and bikini tops can get down to a small patch covering the nipples, and the panties get much lower on the waist, much higher on the hip, and most are of the thong or g-string variety." I said.
"So you need to make sure that our butts aren't all dimpled and our breasts aren't all covered in hideous moles or something like that then?" Grace asked.
"If you really want the job, I have to be sure we can shoot you in the garments we're trying to sell." I said.
"All we have left to take off is our underwear, and we've gone this far, we might as well just do it." Lisa said.
The two women unclasped their bras, but before she pulled hers off Grace looked up at me.
"Could you shut off the video cameras?" Grace asked.
"We discussed this before we got started; the video cameras are here for your protection. After the shoot the tapes are yours to keep, and if you feel I've been unprofessional at any time you'll have proof." I said.
"Okay, I just don't want them to end up on the Internet." Grace said.
She removed her bra, and Lisa followed suit, then they both stepped out of their panties. Now fully exposed I had them pose front, sides and back so I could document their entire bodies.
"You both have large breasts, but what size are they officially so I can get the right size tops for the shoot?" I asked.
"We're both a DD" Lisa said.
"Very good, I see that large nipples apparently run in the family." I said.
"My three sisters all have big nipples, and Lisa's four sisters all have them too from what I've seen." Grace said.
"Do you see your sisters and daughters naked a lot?" I asked surprised.
"On no, it's just that we all wear white T-shirts with no bras when we're lounging around at home because big breasts can get pretty painful when constrained in a bra all the time. Some of the shirts are fairly thin." Grace said.
"Okay, now I understand, for a second there I thought I'd stumbled across some weirdoes." I said.
"Well, how do we stack up? Lisa asked.
"Well, I see one big problem on both of you but it can easily be corrected." I said.
"What's the problem?" asked Lisa.
"Look down; you're both very hairy downstairs. Your blonde pubic hair doesn't show up very well, but your mom's dark hair does, and there's no way you can tuck that much hair into most of those panties and bikini bottoms. Also many are sheer or semi-sheer and that much pubic hair would certainly show through and that isn't desirable for a shoot like this. It's not a problem though; all you'd have to do is shave your pubic hair off for the catalog shoot." I said.
The two looked at each other and down at their own pubic hair.
"I'd be too nervous to shave myself down there." Lisa said.
"Me too. I get nervous shaving my legs." Grace said.
"Well this is just a suggestion, but if neither of you is comfortable shaving yourself down there, then Grace you could shave for Lisa, and then Lisa you could shave for your mom." I said.
They both looked at me for a moment. Then they looked at each other.
"What do you think mom?" Lisa asked.
"Well...it would probably be easier to have someone do it than it would be to do it ourselves. Who better to trust with such a task than my own daughter? Have you got a razor?" Grace asked.
"You want to do it now? Wouldn't you be more comfortable doing it at home?" I asked.
I really wanted them to do it right then and there, but again I had to try to appear professional.
"There are so many people running in and out of the house that we wouldn't be able to do it without getting caught, and that would be a little hard to explain. It would be easier for us if we just did it here." Grace said.
"Okay, if you want to do it here you're more than welcome to. I'll be right back." I said.
I ran down the hall and retrieved my shaving supplies and filled a large bowl with warm water and returned to the studio. They were both very nervous.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"I'm fine. I'm just a little nervous." Grace said.
"I'm a little nervous too, and I have no idea what to do." Lisa said.
"Oh, okay, I'll help you get started then. Lisa, you come over here, lie back on the coffee table, and spread your legs so that your mom can kneel between your them for the best angle to shave you from." I said.
Lisa did as I instructed and Grace moved over between her daughter's legs. I handed Grace the shaving cream and she squirted some onto her hand.
Lisa giggled and shivered as Grace put the cold shaving cream on her crotch and lathered it up. Grace began to delicately shave around her daughter's pussy.
They had been following my directions so nicely that I decided to take a risk and see if I could take things to the next level.
"Lisa, you're barely 18, out of curiosity has anyone ever been so close to your pussy before?" I asked.
"No, nobody's ever been this close. A few boys have played with my breasts, but nobody has ever touched my pussy." Lisa said.
"So Grace, when you left your house this morning did you even consider the possibility that right now you'd be buck naked, kneeling between your own daughter's spread legs shaving her pubic hair?" I asked.
"I wouldn't have ever thought anything like this would happen, in fact I can't believe I'm doing this. Okay, you're all done." Grace said.
She took the towel and wiped the extra shaving cream away from Lisa's crotch.
"Are you sure you're done? There are a lot of tricky little places that are hard to get smooth. Did you get all the stubble around the lips?" I asked.
"Yep, I got them all. Her pussy is now kissably smooth." Grace said.
To my surprise, her own surprise, and definitely Lisa's surprise Grace leaned in and kissed her daughter's pussy right on the lips and I snapped a picture of her tongue raking up between the lips as she pulled back. Lisa's entire body quivered at the sensation.
Realizing what she'd done Grace pulled back with a shocked look on her face as she blushed bright red and covered her face with her hands.
"I can't believe I just did that. I'm so sorry." Grace said.
"It's okay mom, it was pretty exciting. It's your turn now." Lisa said.
The two women traded places and Lisa began delicately shaving her own mother's pussy.
"How does it feel to get your pussy shaved by your own daughter?" I asked.
"Surprisingly good. I like the sensation of the razor running over such a sensitive area, and this whole situation has my head spinning." Grace said.
