The story does not contain sexual involvement of people under 18.
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Jamie was older than me by 2 years. Over the years, my relationship with my sister knew ups and downs. According to my parents, when I was born, she was the happiest kid on the block, telling everybody she'd take care of me. It changed when I was about 4 years old. I followed her constantly, which annoyed her. Our relations turned even more sour when she started high school. Jamie complained I was interrupting each time her friends came by, and she was fed up with me. In retrospect, most of the time she was right. I was curious about her social life, and especially when she began dating guys.
Everything changed once she graduated from high school. I started my junior high, and she began working at a retail company's office. She still lived at home, but we met less frequently than before. I was in the middle of my growth spurt, and my focus shifted from harassing my sister to getting more serious about my studies, playing ball with my friends, and working on my computer.
When I finished high school, our relationship had improved significantly. We chatted, gossiped, and exchanged ideas about guys and girls. By then, I was already 6'0", 185 pounds, with light brown longish hair and good muscle tone. I noticed a few girls eyeing me, but I was too shy to make the first move.
Jamie was 5'4", 126 pounds, with slightly curly red hair and green eyes. Her face had multiple freckles and was cute, especially when she smiled. When Jamie was in high school, she was on the volleyball team, and her figure remained athletic. Over the years, she went out with several guys that I knew about, but I suspect she was virgin at least until she turned 18.
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At age 21, I was a junior in college, and Jamie became the manager in the office where she started years earlier. I knew that 2 years earlier, she had met a guy whom she was very fond of. They went out, but it turned out he was a sergeant in the army, and 10 months after they started dating, he was shipped to the Middle East.
One evening, Jamie barged into my room and seemed very cheerful. I looked at her quizzically. She blurted, "Matt wrote to me that he was going to have a long 2 weeks vacation soon. I am very happy to see him again after so long. In his letters, he mentioned he missed me, mainly my terrific body." She blushed, "I know exactly what he meant. I was thinking of sending him some photos to keep him interested. I've noticed the DSLR Dad bought you a year ago is hardly being used. Care to take my pictures and together we'll choose the ones I'll send to Matt?"
"I am not a photographer, so my pictures may not be top notch, but I'll try my best."
"Good enough for me. Let's do it when Mom and Dad are out. This weekend, they fly to LA to uncle David's anniversary, so we'll have ample time to experiment with your camera. I'll change poses and clothes, and you tell me which photos a guy would get excited about. I want him to ogle the pictures, and see what he was missing all the time he was away."
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In case Jamie wanted indoor photos, on Saturday morning I set up the guest room for pictures: I stabilized the tripod, brought several standalone soft-white lamps, and removed unnecessary objects. But I thought of starting the photoshoot outside. It was a sunny, warm day, and Jamie's natural beauty would be easy to display. She agreed.
She wore a summer, flowery blouse, a short skirt, and sandals, and we went to our yard. She chose a few funny poses that I captured with my camera. After 10 photos, I decided to check the results. I downloaded everything on my laptop, and together we looked at the photos.
I liked 3 of them. They were good technically and captured her cute smile. However, Jamie thought differently, "I look like your average neighborhood girl. I want him to be impressed by me and, after watching my pictures, say to himself, 'Wow, I really missed her!"
"So how would you like your next photos taken?"
"I wish to make him ogle my photos and fantasize about me."
"In that case, indoor shots may be better. There won't be prying eyes, and you can select any type of clothing and any pose."
"I agree. Let's give it a try."
I showed Jamie the guest room I prepared. She smiled, "Ross, thanks for arranging it in advance. My only comment is regarding the bed. This is a simple guestroom bed. I'd rather do it in MY bedroom. I like the colors, the bedding, and the more comfortable bed."
I wasn't sure what Jamie had in mind, so I carried the tripod and followed her to her room. While she was changing her clothes in the bathroom, I adjusted the lighting and removed a pair of used socks that rested on a chair.
Jamie entered wearing a short nightie. It was pink with black trimming. She gazed at me, wondering what I thought about it. I liked it and said it out loud. Jamie grinned. I took the first shot of her sitting on the bed with her legs folded under her, leaning against the wall. I showed her the photo. She said, "I like the nightie, but the pose is unimpressive. Let me try something else."
Next, she lay on her belly with her head toward me, and lifted her upper body while leaning on her elbows. Her face was tilted sideways, as if checking something on the other wall. I shot it from the side, capturing her facial expression, and then moved to take a frontal shot. As I moved before her, I noticed the upper part of the nightie separated from her chest, and I could see her breasts... Yes, she had nothing under the nightie, and her tits were clearly visible with only the nipples hidden.
It was the first time I got a glimpse of my sister's boobs. They were perfect: C-cup, pinkish color with several freckles, and a large reddish areola. My penis reacted immediately, engorging and pushing my shorts forward. There was nothing I could do to hide my erection. I took a couple of photos. Jamie turned her face to me and started asking to see the pictures, "Show me the... Ross, what happened to your pants?..."
I stayed silent and displayed the photos on my computer. She glanced at the frontal photos and smiled, "These are much better. I see my little brother likes them too. That is a good sign. Matt will be impressed. I want to continue. Ross, you are naughty, but you have a good eye."
I remained mum and let HER choose the next set of pictures. Jamie pulled a couple of items from her closet and entered the bathroom. She exited, wearing a white negligee. It was shiny, beautiful, and hugged her body nicely. I needed more light and turned on the stronger stand alone lamp. To my surprise, the material became transparent. Jamie's gorgeous body was completely exposed to my eyes! Her dark red, elongated nipples poked through the cloth, causing my pecker to push harder against my shorts. Her thin waist, flat tummy, and trimmed red bush hair were front and center, and I could not take my eyes off her breathtaking body. I gathered some strength to capture the erotic sight on camera before lowering it and licking my lips.
Jamie observed my reaction and giggled, "I have to see the pictures, but that is exactly the reaction I wish Matt would have when he gets the photos."
She examined the pictures and gasped, "Geez, I didn't think this negligee would turn sheer. Now I understand why your dick jumped up." She stared at the pictures some more and mumbled, "The pictures are very sexy. I have watched myself in the mirror many times, but you captured me in a way that shows everything much better. Just thinking how Matt would feel when he first sees these explicit photos make me horny..."
"Jamie, what would you like us to do now?"
"Well, you've already seen me naked, so it shouldn't matter to YOU what I wear next. I'll put on my sexiest lingerie yet, imagining Matt drooling over the photos."