A Photographer's Assistant
A Photographer's Assistant
It started out as a great Saturday job and became even better as time went on!
I had had various rubbish jobs to try and earn a bit to supplement the pocket money my parents gave me each week. I'd cleaned cars, filled shelves in a supermarket and run various errands for people, but there was nothing of interest in them for me and I was bored and frustrated most of the time – I could have been doing more interesting things with my friends.
Fortunately, one day I was in the right place at the right time and as I passed the photographer's place in the high street, he was just putting a sign in his window: “Saturday assistant required to help out with chores and equipment” it said. Rather cheekily I went straight in and, being as bold and confident as I could be, I said “You can take that sign down right now, I'm your man!”
The guy smiled and said he admired my “front”, then did indeed stop what he was doing and sat down with me for a chat. I told him why I was looking for something more meaningful and said I would be happy to do a trial, starting now if he wanted. He said he was willing to do so, that I looked a sensible sort and he liked my assertiveness. He said I could start next week as he had a wedding to cover and needed someone to help with carrying lights and lenses and keeping watch over his kit. He showed me around the shop, showed me where he kept the equipment, showed me the small studio and introduced me to some of the rudiments of his craft. He said it would be helpful to understand the basics of photography if I wanted to develop an interest (I don't think he meant that as a pun, but I smiled anyway) as there may be more opportunities to do more in future. I walked out of the shop with a spring in my step.
I turned up bright and early the next week and my time as a Saturday photographer's assistant began. After some tuition we were off to the wedding venue and I had to take care ensuring I looked after his lenses and spare cameras as he worked. I also helped him put up reflectors and lights.
Weeks passed and I got better at the job and helped in the studio too, often amusing babies and making sure they looked the right way when they came in with their Mum's for special photos. It was fun and I was good at it; I got on well with customers and the photographer, Paul, and I got on well too.
Anyway, as the school term ended I asked Paul if there was any chance I could do full weeks for him during the holiodays. He looked contemplative for a while and said he'd have to think about it. Was I able to be discrete? I was puzzled by the request but said that wasn't a problem for me. I was good at keeping secrets. I may be a schoolboy, but I knew when to keep my mouth shut, I said. “You'll certainly need to do that!” he said. Now I really was intrigued!
“Look,” he said, “I have a sideline during the week, most afternoons and evenings I have exclusive use of the studio, its not available for the usual family photo shoots and k**s portraits. Its not stuff that I want anyone to know about, but I have found myself in need of a helper. If you can be adult about it, and keep it strictly to yourself, I can give you a try. It will pay well, but you'll have to do some afternoons and evenings, what do you think?”
I told him I thought it sounded good, that I was enjoying knowing more about cameras and lenses and lights. He told me I'd have to really be careful not to let my parents know what we were doing, he suggested I tell them we are doing developing and that he is training me. I agreed. But my mind was working overtime...
I followed him into the office and he took down a portfolio. “I hope you're ready for this!”
Good grief. He opened the portfolio folder and there was a large picture of a really lovely girl, naked, turned to the side but showing her bare bosoms and nipples. This was similar to photos that had started to appear in a popular daily newspaper and I wondered if he took some of them. “That's a taster of what we'll be doing, I just wanted you to understand the kind of work it'll be. Girls will be coming in through the back entrance and we'll be shooting them in the studio. You OK with that?”
Oh gosh, yes I was! Very OK! “When's the first session Paul?” I managed to enquire.
“Monday afternoon. Get here mid morning and I'll show you how to set up the studio and the lights. See you then.”
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I left the shop and felt as if I was having a panic attack. I had managed to hide my state from Paul but the feelings that coursed through me were electric. Of course I had seen photos of naked bosoms, but to actually be in the same room as a girl with them showing! I was getting an erection just walking home; I wasn't sure how I would cope on Monday! I didn't have a girl friend; being an only c***d and at a boy's school had worked against me having confidence in the opposite sex.
What was Paul thinking of? He must have realised how young I was! Hadn't he picked up on my excitement? I had managed to get my hands under control as I spoke to him, but would they shake while I was helping out with the shoot? I had a troubled weekend, hoping that nothing would get in the way of me being there, hoping Paul wouldn't change his mind. Worrying about my ability to do the work and anticipation of seeing a woman partly naked. Fully naked even? Perhaps?
Sleep was difficult and Sunday dragged. Finally Monday arrived and off I went to my “holiday job”. Arriving at the shop, I tried my best to be nonchalant as Paul filled me in.
“Alan. Now I want you to be completely professional when Loiuse arrives. She's been here once before and she takes a great shot. I can sell the images to a number of publications, hopefully. She may be a bit fazed by you being here too and so young, so just try and keep a low profile if you can, no gasping when she strips off! We'll be starting with her in swimwear and see how it goes from there. Last time she was happy for some topless shots, so we'll probably progress onto those and then see if she wants to go further. She was reluctant to take off her knickers last time, but now she knows the set up she may be more forthcoming. Anyway, don't frighten her or anything, just be your usual customer-focused self!”
Wow!
I busied myself with the studio setup, getting the lights ready and ensuring cameras were fully charged and new batteries and plenty of film were available. Then Louise arrived. She was a lovely young woman, only a few years older than myself, long brunette hair and wearing a jumper and jeans. She had a curvy figure, a proper hourglass shape and obviously nice breasts, not too big but well proportioned and supported. Crikey I sound like an expert, but the truth is I was nervous as hell and didn't make eye contact, just made sure I looked professional as I tended to the equipment. Then Paul called me over and introduced me as his new assistant. “He's very experienced, despite his looks, and you'll have no trouble from him; been helping me out for ages,” he lied. “So, Louise, have you brought anything along with you for the shoot, we'd agreed swimwear and anything else you have in mind, don't forget we can discuss your rates for any additional work we agree?”
“Yes, Paul, hi Alan, yes I've brought along a bikini and some underwear for later if it goes OK; I was a bit careful last time, but now I know you're kosher, I'm happy for us to go further on poses. And I find having your nice assistant here is reassuring too.”
Paul winked at me and I felt more confident. “Off you go then Louise, get yourself ready and we'll get ourselves set up.” Then, to me, “well Alan, looks like having you here is already paying off. Seems to have reassured her at any rate.”
Then my breath was taken away as Loiuse came back into the studio. She was wearing a small tight bikini in white, which showed her lightly tanned skin off to great effect. Her boobs were extremely firm and stood proud on her chest, I began fantasising about what they looked like uncovered and felt a stirring in my loins. Have to keep that under control I thought. “Shall I jut throw some poses Paul?” she asked and Paul told her to go right ahead. I stood back as she turned this way and that, showing herself at all angles for Paul's lens. Then, unbidden, she began to hold her breasts together and leant towards the camera making suggestive pouts with her lips. Then she turned her bottom towards him and bent forward, coincidentally giving me a wonderful view down her cleavage.
Then my initial wishes came true as she reached behind herself and undid the bikini top, eventually letting it drop to the floor and exposing her magnificent breasts to us; dark, pert nipples. Fabulous, and I forgot to breathe for a while, this was my first real-life view of a woman's tits. Only seen them in magazines. Wonderful! I pretended to make some adjustments to the lights so I wouldn't look like a perv! Then Louise looked at me: “Alan, can you look in my bag, there's a baby lotion spray in there. That's it. Can you spray some on my boobs for me?”
Blimey, I didn't need asking twice and I advanced on her with slightly shaking hands and sprayed the lotion on them. “Thanks Alan, I think the wet look is nice, is that OK Paul?”
“Yes that's great Louise, makes some great shots!”
And so the poses continued, Louise making them sexier and sexier until she was posing with her legs apart and the gusset of her bikini bottoms featured in most of them, and her open thighs glistened with more spray that I was only too happy (ecstatic actually!) to apply! Then Paul had a quiet chat with her and I could hear talk of extra fees. Louise retreated back to get changed and further fantasises were about to be realised as she emerged in an outfit that caused an instant erection in my trousers and I had to surreptitiously adjust myself. Matching knickers and bra, shiny red satin, a matching suspender belt and black fully fashioned stockings, the kind with a seam up the back. High heels. Crikey! My tender-aged self was in danger of exploding from a lust overload.
“How does this suit, Paul?” she asked
“That'll do very nicely thank you, Louise!”
And with that we got to work. Paul directed her into poses that seemed downright disgusting (and fabulous) to me. These were not going to feature in any newspaper or mainstream magazine any time soon! Louise spent most of the time on the studio couch, on her back, legs apart, using her hands to push her breasts together, or to cup a boob and offer it to the camera, or to run over her stomach or up her legs, teasing her inner thighs. Or she would be standing over Paul who would be lying on his back, shooting upwards at her panty-covered crotch. I had to move lights and props around as the temperature in the studio rose. Then it was time for the brassiere to come off and once again I luxuriated in seeing her firm breasts and alert nipples, which she tweaked and pinched to get them to seem to extend.
“Alan, can you rub some lotion on Louise's breasts?” asked Paul, “If that's OK with you Louise?”
“Yes, let the lad have a nice feel, he looks like he'd appreciate it!” Cor, she was right there! So, falteringly, not really believing it was happening, I grabbed the bottle of baby lotion that Louise had brought with her, sprayed some onto my palm and advanced....
She sat up and stuck her chest forward, “There you go” she breathed, and I had my first touch of an adult woman's tits. I gently massaged the lotion over each bosom in turn, giving particular attention to the nipples and areolae, which firmed up even more as I attended to them. “Don't rub it in too much, the idea is for them to look wet and glistening” she said. “Don't forget to do my tummy and neck too”. I started with her neck and moved down though her cleavage to her belly button and tummy. This brought my hand into slight contact with the waist of her panties and the top of the suspender belt. A shock of electricity pulsed through me as I caressed her stomach. My face was next to hers and I felt her breath on my neck as I applied the lotion. Then, she spread her thighs apart and said “you'd better do my legs too, or it won't look even.”
Oh Christ, this was great! I poured out more lotion and caught an envious look from Paul, who was waiting to take his next shots. There wasn't much leg to attend to, just the part between her knickers and her stockings. She parted her legs even further and directed me to her inner thighs, right up to her panty gusset and I couldn't help but go very red in the face, breathing hard, as I felt the heat off her and her gaze directly into my eyes. My willy was straining in my pants, I was afraid I was going to spontaneously ejaculate. “Oh, that's actually very nice Alan, you'd better stop now though or I'll forget myself. Maybe later, eh?”
I had to take a big control breath and stepped back so Paul could continue shooting. Louise went on posing, more upshots and some lovely ones on all fours, taken from behind, her panties stretched tightly over her shapely bottom.
“Ready for continental now?” asked Paul. I didn't know what he meant but I soon got the idea, for now Louise began to remove her panties! The poses had been pretty rude, but now it was going to be even better. I was in sublime erotic heaven as she turned her back and began to lower her knickers over her exquisite bottom! It was a proper tease for me, I'd never experienced anything like it. If only I could tell my friends, but I knew I couldn't. Boy would they be jealous! Finally the panties fell to the floor and she turned to face the camera, her hands protecting her private parts. I was longing to see her delights. What would it be like? Would she be hairy, or would she be shaved? What would I actually be able to see? We'd studied sexual reproduction at school, so I knew theoretically what was there, but I knew that you wouldn't actually see much if she just stood there. Mind you, at the state I was in, anything would be fine, it was all a new wonderful experience. Paul snapped away and finally she removed her hands. Wow! She was shaved; a lovely and smooth little mound, but looking closely, I was quite near her with the lights, there was about a half inch of a little slit showing. My erection was straining further. Was this the end?
No, thank God! Now Louise sat down on the studio couch, leant back and, and I will never forget this as long as I live, began to open her legs. This time there was no panty gusset, no impediment to my seeing her sacred places. Her slit extended as she parted her thighs, lips becoming visible, then seeming to unstick as she widened further. Paul was continually taking shots as Louise smiled and pouted at his camera. I was flushed and excited, hardly able to contain myself. Her legs opened further and she raised her knees. Her vagina was now fully on show, I could see into its depths as she moved her bottom forward on the couch and spread even further and lifted her feet. She held her legs up with her hands under her thighs and everything I had ever imagined was displayed to me and to Paul's camera. Her pussy lips, and now, wondrously, her anus too, a little starfish all available to my gaze. Louise had a dreamy expression on her face and I was in a pleasant dream state too. Then..
“Allan, her pussy lips aren't opening right, can you put a bit of lotion on them and get them even? You see, the lip on one side is open, but the other one is lying straight. Do you see?”
Fuck me, yes I saw! Didn't seem an issue to me but I was in there like a shot! I looked at Loiuise and she nodded, so here I went, lotion on my fingers, as I gently found myself rubbing a young woman's sex organ. Blimey this was a day of firsts! “That's it, make sure its all nice and damp down there, get the pussy flaps even. That'll do, get some inside a bit, yes lovely. Now put some lotion on her bum-hole, we need to see that glisten too.”
I put my fingers right over her anus, it was smooth and silky as I applied the lotion. Then as I gently rubbed it, her small hole opened slightly, my finger went in a little bit and I ejaculated in my pants! I involuntarily moved my hips and hoped neither of them would notice, but I felt warm sticky cum soak into my underwear. I was determined to keep quiet, but it was hard. The sexual experience was mind-shattering. Paul didn't seem to notice, he was keen to get the most depraved shots of the session. Louise looked questioningly at me, she knew something was up (!), but she didn't say anything, just smiled benignly at me as she showed all she had to offer.
I was in a daze for the rest of the shoot. I felt the cum drying in the heat of my trousers and the studio lights as Louise continued to display herself: standing legs apart as Paul did upshots, bending forward and touching her toes, standing on the couch and squatting down over the camera so that her vagina opened so far you could see forever! Then Paul said it was time for as break, which was my cue to make coffee for us all.
Paul went off to check his cameras and Louise d****d a wrap over herself and came up to me as I boiled the kettle. “That was your first time wasn't it? Paul was telling porkies about you being experienced. You know the studio and so on, but you haven't been with a naked model have you? I think you were a bit over-excited at one point weren't you?”
“Oh yes, I'm sorry. I didn't know Paul was going to say that. I hope you don't mind. It was so wonderful for me, I've never seen a lady naked in real life before. You are so lovely, it was all a bit too much. I'm so sorry!”
“Don't be a silly sausage! Its fine by me. And I love being called a lady! But I'm not a lot older than you are, I only left school a couple of years ago. It must have been quite an experience for you then. Paul always wants me to do harder shots, I get more money for them, they go in specialist i*****l magazines or as photo-sets for collectors, but I've never agreed... its because I'd have to do things with a bloke and I wasn't sure I was ready for that. Hang on a minute though, I'll be back in a jiffy.” And she went over to Paul and spoke in hushed tones. I saw a look of shock and surprise on his face and he glanced over at me before I looked away. Then she came back.
“Are you a virgin, Alan?” I gulped and nodded. “I thought so. Would you like to lose your virginity to me, now, on camera? We'd both be paid very well, and Paul says your face wouldn't be shown. What do you think?”
I almost had to pinch myself. Surely this was a dream?
“Err, wow Louise, if its OK with you, that would be amazing! Really, you will let me have sex with you? Really, not a joke? You and Paul aren't teasing me are you?”
“No, I wouldn't do that to you. You're a nice boy, I like you, and from what I know of schoolboys, having sex would be a mind-blowing experience for you. I'd love to give you that pleasure. I've had sex with a boyfriend or two, but they weren't virgins, I really want to see the effect I will have on you! And, frankly, doing hardcore with the sort of blokes that usually get involved in this sort of thing doesn't appeal to me at all. They're all tattooed, muscle-bound thickos whose only talent is having a big cock they can keep erect for ages. I could see that seeing my breasts and my pussy was amazing for you, I'm happy to go all the way with you, and we'll get paid well for it!” And with that she put her arms around me and kissed me fully on the lips. My hard-on pressed against her through my trousers. “Oh lovely, you really are excited aren't you!” she smiled. “I'll just pop and get another outfit on – see you soon lover!”
Crikey! Now Paul came over. “You really are a lucky bugger aren't you?” he shook his head disbelievingly, “Still, got to hand it to you, your naïve charm really worked with Louise, and its going to benefit all of us, I've been wanting to shoot hardcore for ages, Louise is a great model, and we'll all make some nice moolah! So, get real mate, are you really up for this, you're not going to let me down are you? You will rise to the occasion won't you?”
“Gosh Paul, yes I hope so. I'm definitely up for it. I'll just enjoy it and pretend the camera isn't there. You won't get my face in the shots will you?”
“No, mate, no fear of that, I don't want to get into trouble! Look, the mags want to see lots of Louise, nice close-ups of her pussy and her arse-hole, nipples and so on, plus they want to see a cock up her, a cock between her tits, a cock in her mouth, and, and this will be the hardest bit for me, your tongue going up her snatch, licking her flaps and sucking her nipples, which I'll have to accomplish while disguising the fact that she's being seen to by a bloomin' schoolboy! Anyway, get smartened up, brush your hair and, oh, I forgot, you'll have to wear a durex. I've got a stock of them, don't worry, can't have Louise getting preggers from you now can we?”
“Don't worry about that Paul, he doesn't need a johnny, I'm on the pill. And he's not likely to give me a dose of anything – he's a virgin!” Louise had changed and came up behind us as we'd chatted. She was dressed in a little blue mini-dress, obviously wearing stockings, the tops were just visible beneath her hem-line. Whatever else she had on would be something for me to find out soon!
“Fine with me, better for the punters. OK Alan, get stripped off to your pants, no-one wants to see you doing a striptease. Then we'll get going. The lights are all right as they are.”
I felt strangely embarrassed as I took off my clothes, but told myself it was only like being on the beach. My underpants had dried but felt crusty where I'd cum in them, I hoped it wouldn't notice. Louise helped me off with my socks and shirt and trousers, making me feel relaxed. Then she held me to her again and nuzzled my neck. I kissed her ear and she smiled up at me. “Let's enjoy this,” she breathed.
“Right, Allan get to work undressing her. Louise, make sure nothing gets in the way of the shots, you know what to do. Keep it slow, keep stopping, do as I say. Off you go!”
And so I started my photoshoot as a male hardcore model! I was clear that Paul needed shots of Louise getting stripped step by step. That my role was to caress, unbutton, unzip, remove and fondle, at least in the first stages. So I stood behind her, face hidden and cupped her breasts over the dress, then slowly lifted the hem to show stocking tops, suspender straps and so on. Paul snapped away. Louise would bend and I would run a hand up her legs, then I unzipped her dress and let it fall away. She wore white matching underwear, nylon and shiny. Tan seamed stockings. A deep suspender belt. Paul took close-ups of the bra and the panties. Then he got her to bend and touch her toes, legs apart and took many shots of her knicker-gusset. Then, oh joy, it was my turn to gently rub her panty-crotch and push it slightly into her pussy. She was wet down there and I felt the heat from her vagina. Lovely! “Put some pressure on the bum-hole, Alan, let's see that go in a bit too.” I did as I was told and then used two fingers to make indentations where her pussy and her anus were located. She was wetter.
The next shots had Louise on her back, legs akimbo while Paul shot from below. I was then told to massage her bra and push the cups together. Then she was on all fours, her bra-clad breasts hanging down and I fondled them that way too. After that shots were taken as I undid her bra and freed those fabulous bosoms, pinching her nipples and making them go darker and firmer as Paul gave encouragement.
Things got hotter. Louise was instructed to pull down my underpants and my erect cock sprang out. Louise had to hold it in her hand next to her face. I was afraid I'd just jerk onto her but managed to contain myself. She smiled at the camera as she licked my helmet and shaft. Then we posed with my cock between her breasts as she rubbed them against me. This was lovely! But more delights were soon in store as she bent forward and brought my manhood back to her face. This time, instead of kissing or licking it, she took my cock right into her mouth! This was too much, the feeling was complete and utter ecstasy and I began to buck. Paul could see what was about to happen and was shooting many frames. He shouted for me to pull out, “spunk over her face!” he commanded and I did so as for the second time that day I orgasmed courtesy of the lovely Louise!
For her part she had a great smile on her face as my jizz splashed on her, onto her eyelashes, her cheeks and her mouth, and dripped down her chin and onto her chest. Paul caught it all. “Now THAT, young man, will do very nicely, very nicely indeed!” I was worried I'd spoiled things by cumming so soon but Paul said cum shots on girl's faces would be very popular. “Keep 'em cumming!” he said!
Louise said she was very flattered, then she wiped the jizz off, adjusted her make-up and said she was OK to continue. “What next?” I thought to myself. And “Wow!”
Well, next were more shots of her face alongside my growing erection. I had to remember that the shots would be sold to magazines as individual pictures, not necessarily as a sequence, so there was no need for this to be a story. Just a collection of dirty photos! So once more I was taken into her mouth and Paul took photos of me partly and fully inside her throat. I thought I'd come again when Louise had to lie on her back as I straddled her and put my cock into her mouth. This was a disgusting pose; she had her legs wide open, panty-gusset stretched, looking up from underneath her boobs and showing my bum-hole and cock above her face as I plunged into her gob!
Next the shots were based on her vagina. I had to put my fingers inside her gusset from the side, nothing on show but it was clear that my fingers were in or on her flaps. In fact my fingers just slid up her she was so wet and lubricated by her juices. More panty insertion and obviously damp knicker crotch shots ensued. Then the reveal was shot. There were many teasing panty shots and finally I was instructed to pull them off her. At first she hid her pussy with closed legs then slowly opened them. The next sequence had her cover her flaps with her hands and gradually remove them Then she was on all fours as I was told to snip each side of her panties with scissors and then let them fall away, revealing anus and pussy in one glorious “piece de resistance”! So we had three separate sets of pussy revelations.
This was bringing me to new heights of rapture as I feasted my eyes on her wonderful wet treasures. More was in store for me though, as I was told to put my cock alongside her pussy. I was straining to get inside her and lose my virginity but the photos had to come first! We produced many shots of my cock positioned just outside her body, some where I was on my back, cock pointing skywards with my hand grasping it, as Louise appeared to lower herself down onto it, always just tantalisingly close to an insertion. First the shots were with Louise face-on to the camera, then a similar teasing set with her back to it, with me holding her bottom cheeks apart for a good view of her holes. I was excited at what the camera was seeing I don't mind telling you!
Finally, my dreams were to come true and I was instructed to let my cock touch her outer lips. This was an amazing experience as Louise held herself open and I gently introduced my member to her puss. “Just hold it steady Alan”, commanded Paul, “don't put it in her yet, we want some shots of it just before it goes in. Don't forget this is a job, we want a good set of shots! Great, that's good. Are you OK Louise?” she nodded, “OK Alan put it a little bit inside her.”
At last! This was it, I was going to be a man! I pushed my throbbing manhood inside, “Whoah, that's enough, just an inch or so; you can go in further in a mo'!” said Paul as I luxuriated in the feeling of wet velvet around the head of my member. Heaven. “OK another inch up her!” and so I went a bit further inside this lovely girl who looked me right in the eyes and smiled encouragingly at me!” Half my cock was inside her now and I began a little in and out movement. “Slowly, let's get some shots of that in focus”. I slowed down, hungrily waiting for permission to continue. “OK Alan, right inside now please! Hold those legs nice and wide Louise, I want to see all of this as he goes up!” And that was it, I drove my penis right up into her twat as far as it would go, up her to the hilt, Paul let me thrust away for a few minutes as I did my best to roger her senseless, at least that's what I was telling myself I was doing. Paul was smiling at me as I underwent the most memorable experience of my life, he clearly understood what it meant to me, as Louise urged me on, pushing back at my thrusts, moaning with pleasure and getting wetter and wetter. “That's enough thrusting Alan, I need to take some shots of you fully up her. Hold steady. Lovely. Keep it there. Lift your legs up Louise. Alan, its good you came earlier, don't cum again yet, I need you hard. Right get out of her and do her from behind, doggy-style.”
Louise and I changed position and I mounted her from the rear. She pulled her cheeks apart as I went in again. I had to do the usual of being up her a little, a little more and finally right up as far as I could go. Then: “Take a breather both of you, just want to plan the next shots.”
There was going to be more? I was elated at the idea that we hadn't finished, as I hadn't actually shot off inside Louise yet. I think she realised what I was thinking and came over and gave me a huge snog and a cuddle, before Paul called her over for a quiet chat.
“Right, I've agreed the next shots with Louise, and there'll be further money for you both. We'll have some nice shots with Alan using a dildo on you first. Get plenty of lubrication on her, Alan, that's nice, get it all nice a sloppy. Oh, I forgot to tell you Alan, you'll be dildoing both holes, so get your fingers up her arse will you, get it nice and creamy. It'll need opening and stretching as you're going to have her up there in a few minutes. Yes,” he could see my shock and surprise, and let's face it further ecstasy, “you're going to have anal with Louise and she's going to lose her anal virginity to you, you lucky bastard!” I thought I was going to faint.
The next minutes were like a dream as I opened her up fully, worked my fingers into her and finally got lube up into her bum-hole. I put two fingers in there eventually, it was very tight. Louise told me when to go steady and said she was really pleased to let me bugger her, she had never done it before although she knew it paid well and was popular, but had never trusted anyone to do it. She chose me, a schoolboy with no previous experience! “But a quick learner!” So I proceeded to insert the dildo into her pussy and twisted it round for Paul to get good shots. Then, holding the toy against her smaller opening, I pushed against her anal ring and whispered words of encouragement to Louise.
“Put more lube up me Alan,” she asked and I slopped more of the slimy stuff up her colon, then reintroduced the dildo. Her little ring-piece winked slightly as it began to open from the pressure, just as it had done for my fingers. Paul zoomed in close as the plastic dick entered her back passage. It was touch and go. It was fine in her pussy, she accommodated it easily, but her anus was a different proposition. “Go easy, lovey,” she whispered, “its a bit hard and inflexible. I'm not sure its going to work. Put those fingers of yours in again.” I didn't need asking twice, my fingers felt great in her tight passage. “Stretch me open a bit more, love, make it a bit wider. I'm trying to relax it, your fingers help. That's better. Ah, I can open a bit more now. Lovely. Thanks Alan, that's nice, I'm enjoying it. Put them right up as far as they'll go, keep turning them. Yes, that helps. Yes, I think I'm getting there. Try the dildo again, before my arse shuts again!!”
I did as I was told, Paul still catching this all with his camera. This time her anus yielded and allowed the head in. Once again we had to allow it inside her in stages. When it was about 8 inches up her bottom she said: “I'm feeling hot, Alan, its filled me up. Oh crikey it's so bloody tight! Its so bloody plastic! I'm feeling a bit faint. Can he take it out now Paul, and do me up the arse properly?”
“Yes, OK Louise, I have plenty of shots, just hold on little longer and Allan can put another dildo in your pussy for an insert DP first. Go ahead Alan, that's right, pop it in her pussy. Lovely stuff. Yes, I've got some great shots there. Hold it. Yes, now Louise, on your back please. Keep the dildos in. Alan, hold them in place. Great.”
This was doing my head in. I wasn't sure what DP meant but I thought it must be something about D for dildo. Louise was red and breathing heavily, not really enjoying the unyielding toys, I was hugely looking forward to analling her, Paul was only interested in the money he was going to get. At last: “OK you two, get the dildos out of her and you can mount her Alan. Get up her arse lad!”
And so, another momentous milestone in a momentous day. Louise got on all fours, I kissed her deeply and fondled her hanging breasts, then positioned myself behind her as she pulled her bottom cheeks apart and sank her chest down, offering her anal opening to me, slightly gaping after the dildo insertion, wet with lube and pulsing slightly with her expectation. And seconds later we both lost our anal virginity as I slipped my stiff cock into her small, tight, sphincter. Glory. So tight, she gripped me as my shaft went up her. She groaned with pleasure. “Oh, Alan, its so much nicer than the damned plastic. Is it OK for you, it feels lovely for me, dirty but special. Oh, keep going. Slowly in and out. Oh, wonderful. Such a different feeling.”
“Louise, its wonderful for me too,” I replied, “you feel so nice in there, so warm, so tight. Can you turn over so I can come up looking at your lovely face?”
“Of course, lovey!” And I extracted my penis and she turned on her back, lifted her legs back against her chest and lifted her bottom up, both holes now open and ready for me to choose. “OK, ready, come back in!”
I guided my cock back into her anus and she pulled her cheeks apart to help my entrance. She was still tight, but I went up with no problem, to the hilt. She gasped and smiled at me and I looked down to watch my penis embedded deep in her arse-hole. Then I began slow deep thrusts and focused on her pussy which dilated with each thrust, as if it was asking for attention. Paul was snapping away, looking agitated, but I was in another dimension. Then I saw him lean close to Louise and whisper in her ear. She looked shocked and they spoke a while as I continued thrusting into her arse. Then Louise said: “Alan, Paul's going to fuck me too. We'll be getting even more money. He's not going up my arse though, he's going to join you and you'll both be having me at the same time, one in each of my holes. Its called a DP, for “Double Penetration” its a new thing they do a lot of it in Denmark apparently. Very popular!”
I gulped. “If its OK with you Louise, its sounds great to me. Paul, how will you take pictures if we're both up her?” I asked.
“I set up the camera for time delay and take a shot every 5 seconds. Using the tripod. Get ready both of you and I'll set focus and the timer. Now, Ill get on my back, Louise get on top and I'll come up you. We'll let the camera take a few shots like that, then Alan come up her arse and lets go!”
Paul's cock was similar in size to mine, and he was raring to have Louise I could tell. It must have been tough for him watching me rogering her for ages while he had to restrain himself. He lay down in front of the camera and Louise straddled him and let his cock go up her twat. He thrust up at her and the camera began snapping away. Louise met his thrusts and I could see her juices flowing. Paul was pulling her cheeks apart for maximum benefit. “OK Alan, up you come!”
I knelt behind Paul, mindful of the camera location and careful not to obscure the view as I looked down at his cock up her puss, and her anus winking, opening, closing, willing me inside. I obliged, entering her anus and sliding up that tight tunnel. This time the feeling was enhanced by the sensation of Paul's hard cock through the wall between her tubes. I could feel all his movements through the membrane. Louise was panting with lust. “Oh, fucking hell, this is amazing guys. Unbelievable. So dirty, but so fabulous. Oh, everybody should try this. Oh, for god's sake keep going, I'm loving this. Oh, oh, so lovely. So lovely! Oh, crikey boys, this is great. Oh fuck! Oh shit! I'm going to cum. Oh wow! Oh god! Ahhhhhhhh!,,” and with this she began to convulse and shake. This made Paul and me go at her with even more energy and I think we both shot our spunk up her simultaneously. The release was explosive. I was completely spent. Eventually, after we all subsided, we untangled ourselves and Paul went to switch off the camera. I just hugged Louise as tight as I could and kissed her face and breasts and tummy. And then she just whispered in my ear: “ I love you Alan! I really, really do...” She wouldn't let me go for minutes, but I didn't really want to be let go.
Then I helped her to her feet and hugged her once more. Paul was fussing with the equipment, saying he was pretty sure he had some rewarding shots. Louise was just staring at me with love. “I'm not joking by the way. Alan, I want to see more of you, when we've finished today, I want you to come over to my flat. I want to get to know you. I know you're very young, but I'm not much older than you. And you're such a nice guy. And the sex is wonderful...”
“But I have no experience! I was a virgin a few minutes ago!” I said.
“But you are a natural, and I can tell you are a really kind and considerate guy. Let's get on with this shoot, I have a surprise for you and Paul, then let's take the money and get to know each other better! Paul, are you ready for some more shots?” she called to him, “I have some bonus shots for you!”
Paul immediately perked up at the thought of getting more material he could sell. “This will be a bit specialised Paul...” she said, smiling at him. Then she went off to the studio toilet, while Paul and I looked at each other puzzled. Then she returned, still looking wonderful and sexy in the remnants of her clothing, clutching a towel. Then she put the towel down on the studio floor and positioned herself on all fours over it. “Alan, my dear, come here and pull me open, make sure Paul can get a good view right up me...”
I did as I was told, with pleasure. I pulled her bum cheeks apart as she put her chest close to the ground. Paul was salivating at the sight. “Yes, Alan that looks great, pull her lips right open. Lovely! Let me take some shots just like that. Wow, fabulous”.
“OK, Paul, get shooting!” said Louise, and with that she began to pee. I kept holding her apart as the wee flowed from her onto the towel. Paul gasped and continued shooting. I managed to get a finger into each side of her puss as she continued wetting, able to open her up even further. Then I put a finger in her anus and she still continued. Paul was red in the face and beaming. Finally the last drops settled on the towel and the wonderful show was over. Paul opened his fly, got out his cock and wanked himself off over Louise's back. “I didn't say you could do that Paul!” scolded Louise. “Come up me Alan, just to finish off – if you can, of course, my love!”
I could. I went straight up her anus, thrusting hard and came almost immediately.
We all got cleaned up and finally it was time to go. Paul wrote us both nice big cheques, saying there'd be more. And adding that there'd also be more work for us both!
Louise and I left the studio together, then went into the local Wimpy Bar and got milkshakes and chips as we giggled and laughed at what we'd done and how we felt about each other. We were feeling each other up under the table and I got my hand up Louise's skirt and inside her panties with no trouble. Eventually we left and caught the bus to Louise's place on the other side of town. It was a modest flat that she rented, paid for by modelling and a secretarial job. We just snogged and fondled each other on her sofa for ages while listening to music; she had similar tastes to mine. Then we had glorious slow sex in her bed before I had to go, my parents would be suspicious.
In the coming weeks I saw Louise virtually every day. I told my parents I was going to a friends house quite a lot, and actually did my homework at Louise's, usually while naked and with her sucking my cock! We continued doing naughty shoots for Paul, who amazed us by paying us lots of money in cash, he said he was commanding great prices for the shots. Eventually he invested in 8mm film equipment and we moved onto making short silent dirty movies. Very dirty and completely i*****l at the time. There was a big demand for anal and pee films and we were happy to comply. We allowed Paul to join us in shoots when a DP was required, but Louise wasn't keen on him sexually at all, it was just a job as far as she was concerned when he was involved. In fact we started charging him for participating, agreeing a higher return for us on the profits if he was participating! He didn't seem to mind, I suspect any girlfriend or wife that he had (he never told us) wouldn't do the kinds of things we did...
I'll tell you more about our adventures some time.
It started out as a great Saturday job and became even better as time went on!
I had had various rubbish jobs to try and earn a bit to supplement the pocket money my parents gave me each week. I'd cleaned cars, filled shelves in a supermarket and run various errands for people, but there was nothing of interest in them for me and I was bored and frustrated most of the time – I could have been doing more interesting things with my friends.
Fortunately, one day I was in the right place at the right time and as I passed the photographer's place in the high street, he was just putting a sign in his window: “Saturday assistant required to help out with chores and equipment” it said. Rather cheekily I went straight in and, being as bold and confident as I could be, I said “You can take that sign down right now, I'm your man!”
The guy smiled and said he admired my “front”, then did indeed stop what he was doing and sat down with me for a chat. I told him why I was looking for something more meaningful and said I would be happy to do a trial, starting now if he wanted. He said he was willing to do so, that I looked a sensible sort and he liked my assertiveness. He said I could start next week as he had a wedding to cover and needed someone to help with carrying lights and lenses and keeping watch over his kit. He showed me around the shop, showed me where he kept the equipment, showed me the small studio and introduced me to some of the rudiments of his craft. He said it would be helpful to understand the basics of photography if I wanted to develop an interest (I don't think he meant that as a pun, but I smiled anyway) as there may be more opportunities to do more in future. I walked out of the shop with a spring in my step.
I turned up bright and early the next week and my time as a Saturday photographer's assistant began. After some tuition we were off to the wedding venue and I had to take care ensuring I looked after his lenses and spare cameras as he worked. I also helped him put up reflectors and lights.
Weeks passed and I got better at the job and helped in the studio too, often amusing babies and making sure they looked the right way when they came in with their Mum's for special photos. It was fun and I was good at it; I got on well with customers and the photographer, Paul, and I got on well too.
Anyway, as the school term ended I asked Paul if there was any chance I could do full weeks for him during the holiodays. He looked contemplative for a while and said he'd have to think about it. Was I able to be discrete? I was puzzled by the request but said that wasn't a problem for me. I was good at keeping secrets. I may be a schoolboy, but I knew when to keep my mouth shut, I said. “You'll certainly need to do that!” he said. Now I really was intrigued!
“Look,” he said, “I have a sideline during the week, most afternoons and evenings I have exclusive use of the studio, its not available for the usual family photo shoots and k**s portraits. Its not stuff that I want anyone to know about, but I have found myself in need of a helper. If you can be adult about it, and keep it strictly to yourself, I can give you a try. It will pay well, but you'll have to do some afternoons and evenings, what do you think?”
I told him I thought it sounded good, that I was enjoying knowing more about cameras and lenses and lights. He told me I'd have to really be careful not to let my parents know what we were doing, he suggested I tell them we are doing developing and that he is training me. I agreed. But my mind was working overtime...
I followed him into the office and he took down a portfolio. “I hope you're ready for this!”
Good grief. He opened the portfolio folder and there was a large picture of a really lovely girl, naked, turned to the side but showing her bare bosoms and nipples. This was similar to photos that had started to appear in a popular daily newspaper and I wondered if he took some of them. “That's a taster of what we'll be doing, I just wanted you to understand the kind of work it'll be. Girls will be coming in through the back entrance and we'll be shooting them in the studio. You OK with that?”
Oh gosh, yes I was! Very OK! “When's the first session Paul?” I managed to enquire.
“Monday afternoon. Get here mid morning and I'll show you how to set up the studio and the lights. See you then.”
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I left the shop and felt as if I was having a panic attack. I had managed to hide my state from Paul but the feelings that coursed through me were electric. Of course I had seen photos of naked bosoms, but to actually be in the same room as a girl with them showing! I was getting an erection just walking home; I wasn't sure how I would cope on Monday! I didn't have a girl friend; being an only c***d and at a boy's school had worked against me having confidence in the opposite sex.
What was Paul thinking of? He must have realised how young I was! Hadn't he picked up on my excitement? I had managed to get my hands under control as I spoke to him, but would they shake while I was helping out with the shoot? I had a troubled weekend, hoping that nothing would get in the way of me being there, hoping Paul wouldn't change his mind. Worrying about my ability to do the work and anticipation of seeing a woman partly naked. Fully naked even? Perhaps?
Sleep was difficult and Sunday dragged. Finally Monday arrived and off I went to my “holiday job”. Arriving at the shop, I tried my best to be nonchalant as Paul filled me in.
“Alan. Now I want you to be completely professional when Loiuse arrives. She's been here once before and she takes a great shot. I can sell the images to a number of publications, hopefully. She may be a bit fazed by you being here too and so young, so just try and keep a low profile if you can, no gasping when she strips off! We'll be starting with her in swimwear and see how it goes from there. Last time she was happy for some topless shots, so we'll probably progress onto those and then see if she wants to go further. She was reluctant to take off her knickers last time, but now she knows the set up she may be more forthcoming. Anyway, don't frighten her or anything, just be your usual customer-focused self!”
Wow!
I busied myself with the studio setup, getting the lights ready and ensuring cameras were fully charged and new batteries and plenty of film were available. Then Louise arrived. She was a lovely young woman, only a few years older than myself, long brunette hair and wearing a jumper and jeans. She had a curvy figure, a proper hourglass shape and obviously nice breasts, not too big but well proportioned and supported. Crikey I sound like an expert, but the truth is I was nervous as hell and didn't make eye contact, just made sure I looked professional as I tended to the equipment. Then Paul called me over and introduced me as his new assistant. “He's very experienced, despite his looks, and you'll have no trouble from him; been helping me out for ages,” he lied. “So, Louise, have you brought anything along with you for the shoot, we'd agreed swimwear and anything else you have in mind, don't forget we can discuss your rates for any additional work we agree?”
“Yes, Paul, hi Alan, yes I've brought along a bikini and some underwear for later if it goes OK; I was a bit careful last time, but now I know you're kosher, I'm happy for us to go further on poses. And I find having your nice assistant here is reassuring too.”
Paul winked at me and I felt more confident. “Off you go then Louise, get yourself ready and we'll get ourselves set up.” Then, to me, “well Alan, looks like having you here is already paying off. Seems to have reassured her at any rate.”
Then my breath was taken away as Loiuse came back into the studio. She was wearing a small tight bikini in white, which showed her lightly tanned skin off to great effect. Her boobs were extremely firm and stood proud on her chest, I began fantasising about what they looked like uncovered and felt a stirring in my loins. Have to keep that under control I thought. “Shall I jut throw some poses Paul?” she asked and Paul told her to go right ahead. I stood back as she turned this way and that, showing herself at all angles for Paul's lens. Then, unbidden, she began to hold her breasts together and leant towards the camera making suggestive pouts with her lips. Then she turned her bottom towards him and bent forward, coincidentally giving me a wonderful view down her cleavage.
Then my initial wishes came true as she reached behind herself and undid the bikini top, eventually letting it drop to the floor and exposing her magnificent breasts to us; dark, pert nipples. Fabulous, and I forgot to breathe for a while, this was my first real-life view of a woman's tits. Only seen them in magazines. Wonderful! I pretended to make some adjustments to the lights so I wouldn't look like a perv! Then Louise looked at me: “Alan, can you look in my bag, there's a baby lotion spray in there. That's it. Can you spray some on my boobs for me?”
Blimey, I didn't need asking twice and I advanced on her with slightly shaking hands and sprayed the lotion on them. “Thanks Alan, I think the wet look is nice, is that OK Paul?”
“Yes that's great Louise, makes some great shots!”
And so the poses continued, Louise making them sexier and sexier until she was posing with her legs apart and the gusset of her bikini bottoms featured in most of them, and her open thighs glistened with more spray that I was only too happy (ecstatic actually!) to apply! Then Paul had a quiet chat with her and I could hear talk of extra fees. Louise retreated back to get changed and further fantasises were about to be realised as she emerged in an outfit that caused an instant erection in my trousers and I had to surreptitiously adjust myself. Matching knickers and bra, shiny red satin, a matching suspender belt and black fully fashioned stockings, the kind with a seam up the back. High heels. Crikey! My tender-aged self was in danger of exploding from a lust overload.
“How does this suit, Paul?” she asked
“That'll do very nicely thank you, Louise!”
And with that we got to work. Paul directed her into poses that seemed downright disgusting (and fabulous) to me. These were not going to feature in any newspaper or mainstream magazine any time soon! Louise spent most of the time on the studio couch, on her back, legs apart, using her hands to push her breasts together, or to cup a boob and offer it to the camera, or to run over her stomach or up her legs, teasing her inner thighs. Or she would be standing over Paul who would be lying on his back, shooting upwards at her panty-covered crotch. I had to move lights and props around as the temperature in the studio rose. Then it was time for the brassiere to come off and once again I luxuriated in seeing her firm breasts and alert nipples, which she tweaked and pinched to get them to seem to extend.
“Alan, can you rub some lotion on Louise's breasts?” asked Paul, “If that's OK with you Louise?”
“Yes, let the lad have a nice feel, he looks like he'd appreciate it!” Cor, she was right there! So, falteringly, not really believing it was happening, I grabbed the bottle of baby lotion that Louise had brought with her, sprayed some onto my palm and advanced....
She sat up and stuck her chest forward, “There you go” she breathed, and I had my first touch of an adult woman's tits. I gently massaged the lotion over each bosom in turn, giving particular attention to the nipples and areolae, which firmed up even more as I attended to them. “Don't rub it in too much, the idea is for them to look wet and glistening” she said. “Don't forget to do my tummy and neck too”. I started with her neck and moved down though her cleavage to her belly button and tummy. This brought my hand into slight contact with the waist of her panties and the top of the suspender belt. A shock of electricity pulsed through me as I caressed her stomach. My face was next to hers and I felt her breath on my neck as I applied the lotion. Then, she spread her thighs apart and said “you'd better do my legs too, or it won't look even.”
Oh Christ, this was great! I poured out more lotion and caught an envious look from Paul, who was waiting to take his next shots. There wasn't much leg to attend to, just the part between her knickers and her stockings. She parted her legs even further and directed me to her inner thighs, right up to her panty gusset and I couldn't help but go very red in the face, breathing hard, as I felt the heat off her and her gaze directly into my eyes. My willy was straining in my pants, I was afraid I was going to spontaneously ejaculate. “Oh, that's actually very nice Alan, you'd better stop now though or I'll forget myself. Maybe later, eh?”
I had to take a big control breath and stepped back so Paul could continue shooting. Louise went on posing, more upshots and some lovely ones on all fours, taken from behind, her panties stretched tightly over her shapely bottom.
“Ready for continental now?” asked Paul. I didn't know what he meant but I soon got the idea, for now Louise began to remove her panties! The poses had been pretty rude, but now it was going to be even better. I was in sublime erotic heaven as she turned her back and began to lower her knickers over her exquisite bottom! It was a proper tease for me, I'd never experienced anything like it. If only I could tell my friends, but I knew I couldn't. Boy would they be jealous! Finally the panties fell to the floor and she turned to face the camera, her hands protecting her private parts. I was longing to see her delights. What would it be like? Would she be hairy, or would she be shaved? What would I actually be able to see? We'd studied sexual reproduction at school, so I knew theoretically what was there, but I knew that you wouldn't actually see much if she just stood there. Mind you, at the state I was in, anything would be fine, it was all a new wonderful experience. Paul snapped away and finally she removed her hands. Wow! She was shaved; a lovely and smooth little mound, but looking closely, I was quite near her with the lights, there was about a half inch of a little slit showing. My erection was straining further. Was this the end?
No, thank God! Now Louise sat down on the studio couch, leant back and, and I will never forget this as long as I live, began to open her legs. This time there was no panty gusset, no impediment to my seeing her sacred places. Her slit extended as she parted her thighs, lips becoming visible, then seeming to unstick as she widened further. Paul was continually taking shots as Louise smiled and pouted at his camera. I was flushed and excited, hardly able to contain myself. Her legs opened further and she raised her knees. Her vagina was now fully on show, I could see into its depths as she moved her bottom forward on the couch and spread even further and lifted her feet. She held her legs up with her hands under her thighs and everything I had ever imagined was displayed to me and to Paul's camera. Her pussy lips, and now, wondrously, her anus too, a little starfish all available to my gaze. Louise had a dreamy expression on her face and I was in a pleasant dream state too. Then..
“Allan, her pussy lips aren't opening right, can you put a bit of lotion on them and get them even? You see, the lip on one side is open, but the other one is lying straight. Do you see?”
Fuck me, yes I saw! Didn't seem an issue to me but I was in there like a shot! I looked at Loiuise and she nodded, so here I went, lotion on my fingers, as I gently found myself rubbing a young woman's sex organ. Blimey this was a day of firsts! “That's it, make sure its all nice and damp down there, get the pussy flaps even. That'll do, get some inside a bit, yes lovely. Now put some lotion on her bum-hole, we need to see that glisten too.”
I put my fingers right over her anus, it was smooth and silky as I applied the lotion. Then as I gently rubbed it, her small hole opened slightly, my finger went in a little bit and I ejaculated in my pants! I involuntarily moved my hips and hoped neither of them would notice, but I felt warm sticky cum soak into my underwear. I was determined to keep quiet, but it was hard. The sexual experience was mind-shattering. Paul didn't seem to notice, he was keen to get the most depraved shots of the session. Louise looked questioningly at me, she knew something was up (!), but she didn't say anything, just smiled benignly at me as she showed all she had to offer.
I was in a daze for the rest of the shoot. I felt the cum drying in the heat of my trousers and the studio lights as Louise continued to display herself: standing legs apart as Paul did upshots, bending forward and touching her toes, standing on the couch and squatting down over the camera so that her vagina opened so far you could see forever! Then Paul said it was time for as break, which was my cue to make coffee for us all.
Paul went off to check his cameras and Louise d****d a wrap over herself and came up to me as I boiled the kettle. “That was your first time wasn't it? Paul was telling porkies about you being experienced. You know the studio and so on, but you haven't been with a naked model have you? I think you were a bit over-excited at one point weren't you?”
“Oh yes, I'm sorry. I didn't know Paul was going to say that. I hope you don't mind. It was so wonderful for me, I've never seen a lady naked in real life before. You are so lovely, it was all a bit too much. I'm so sorry!”
“Don't be a silly sausage! Its fine by me. And I love being called a lady! But I'm not a lot older than you are, I only left school a couple of years ago. It must have been quite an experience for you then. Paul always wants me to do harder shots, I get more money for them, they go in specialist i*****l magazines or as photo-sets for collectors, but I've never agreed... its because I'd have to do things with a bloke and I wasn't sure I was ready for that. Hang on a minute though, I'll be back in a jiffy.” And she went over to Paul and spoke in hushed tones. I saw a look of shock and surprise on his face and he glanced over at me before I looked away. Then she came back.
“Are you a virgin, Alan?” I gulped and nodded. “I thought so. Would you like to lose your virginity to me, now, on camera? We'd both be paid very well, and Paul says your face wouldn't be shown. What do you think?”
I almost had to pinch myself. Surely this was a dream?
“Err, wow Louise, if its OK with you, that would be amazing! Really, you will let me have sex with you? Really, not a joke? You and Paul aren't teasing me are you?”
“No, I wouldn't do that to you. You're a nice boy, I like you, and from what I know of schoolboys, having sex would be a mind-blowing experience for you. I'd love to give you that pleasure. I've had sex with a boyfriend or two, but they weren't virgins, I really want to see the effect I will have on you! And, frankly, doing hardcore with the sort of blokes that usually get involved in this sort of thing doesn't appeal to me at all. They're all tattooed, muscle-bound thickos whose only talent is having a big cock they can keep erect for ages. I could see that seeing my breasts and my pussy was amazing for you, I'm happy to go all the way with you, and we'll get paid well for it!” And with that she put her arms around me and kissed me fully on the lips. My hard-on pressed against her through my trousers. “Oh lovely, you really are excited aren't you!” she smiled. “I'll just pop and get another outfit on – see you soon lover!”
Crikey! Now Paul came over. “You really are a lucky bugger aren't you?” he shook his head disbelievingly, “Still, got to hand it to you, your naïve charm really worked with Louise, and its going to benefit all of us, I've been wanting to shoot hardcore for ages, Louise is a great model, and we'll all make some nice moolah! So, get real mate, are you really up for this, you're not going to let me down are you? You will rise to the occasion won't you?”
“Gosh Paul, yes I hope so. I'm definitely up for it. I'll just enjoy it and pretend the camera isn't there. You won't get my face in the shots will you?”
“No, mate, no fear of that, I don't want to get into trouble! Look, the mags want to see lots of Louise, nice close-ups of her pussy and her arse-hole, nipples and so on, plus they want to see a cock up her, a cock between her tits, a cock in her mouth, and, and this will be the hardest bit for me, your tongue going up her snatch, licking her flaps and sucking her nipples, which I'll have to accomplish while disguising the fact that she's being seen to by a bloomin' schoolboy! Anyway, get smartened up, brush your hair and, oh, I forgot, you'll have to wear a durex. I've got a stock of them, don't worry, can't have Louise getting preggers from you now can we?”
“Don't worry about that Paul, he doesn't need a johnny, I'm on the pill. And he's not likely to give me a dose of anything – he's a virgin!” Louise had changed and came up behind us as we'd chatted. She was dressed in a little blue mini-dress, obviously wearing stockings, the tops were just visible beneath her hem-line. Whatever else she had on would be something for me to find out soon!
“Fine with me, better for the punters. OK Alan, get stripped off to your pants, no-one wants to see you doing a striptease. Then we'll get going. The lights are all right as they are.”
I felt strangely embarrassed as I took off my clothes, but told myself it was only like being on the beach. My underpants had dried but felt crusty where I'd cum in them, I hoped it wouldn't notice. Louise helped me off with my socks and shirt and trousers, making me feel relaxed. Then she held me to her again and nuzzled my neck. I kissed her ear and she smiled up at me. “Let's enjoy this,” she breathed.
“Right, Allan get to work undressing her. Louise, make sure nothing gets in the way of the shots, you know what to do. Keep it slow, keep stopping, do as I say. Off you go!”
And so I started my photoshoot as a male hardcore model! I was clear that Paul needed shots of Louise getting stripped step by step. That my role was to caress, unbutton, unzip, remove and fondle, at least in the first stages. So I stood behind her, face hidden and cupped her breasts over the dress, then slowly lifted the hem to show stocking tops, suspender straps and so on. Paul snapped away. Louise would bend and I would run a hand up her legs, then I unzipped her dress and let it fall away. She wore white matching underwear, nylon and shiny. Tan seamed stockings. A deep suspender belt. Paul took close-ups of the bra and the panties. Then he got her to bend and touch her toes, legs apart and took many shots of her knicker-gusset. Then, oh joy, it was my turn to gently rub her panty-crotch and push it slightly into her pussy. She was wet down there and I felt the heat from her vagina. Lovely! “Put some pressure on the bum-hole, Alan, let's see that go in a bit too.” I did as I was told and then used two fingers to make indentations where her pussy and her anus were located. She was wetter.
The next shots had Louise on her back, legs akimbo while Paul shot from below. I was then told to massage her bra and push the cups together. Then she was on all fours, her bra-clad breasts hanging down and I fondled them that way too. After that shots were taken as I undid her bra and freed those fabulous bosoms, pinching her nipples and making them go darker and firmer as Paul gave encouragement.
Things got hotter. Louise was instructed to pull down my underpants and my erect cock sprang out. Louise had to hold it in her hand next to her face. I was afraid I'd just jerk onto her but managed to contain myself. She smiled at the camera as she licked my helmet and shaft. Then we posed with my cock between her breasts as she rubbed them against me. This was lovely! But more delights were soon in store as she bent forward and brought my manhood back to her face. This time, instead of kissing or licking it, she took my cock right into her mouth! This was too much, the feeling was complete and utter ecstasy and I began to buck. Paul could see what was about to happen and was shooting many frames. He shouted for me to pull out, “spunk over her face!” he commanded and I did so as for the second time that day I orgasmed courtesy of the lovely Louise!
For her part she had a great smile on her face as my jizz splashed on her, onto her eyelashes, her cheeks and her mouth, and dripped down her chin and onto her chest. Paul caught it all. “Now THAT, young man, will do very nicely, very nicely indeed!” I was worried I'd spoiled things by cumming so soon but Paul said cum shots on girl's faces would be very popular. “Keep 'em cumming!” he said!
Louise said she was very flattered, then she wiped the jizz off, adjusted her make-up and said she was OK to continue. “What next?” I thought to myself. And “Wow!”
Well, next were more shots of her face alongside my growing erection. I had to remember that the shots would be sold to magazines as individual pictures, not necessarily as a sequence, so there was no need for this to be a story. Just a collection of dirty photos! So once more I was taken into her mouth and Paul took photos of me partly and fully inside her throat. I thought I'd come again when Louise had to lie on her back as I straddled her and put my cock into her mouth. This was a disgusting pose; she had her legs wide open, panty-gusset stretched, looking up from underneath her boobs and showing my bum-hole and cock above her face as I plunged into her gob!
Next the shots were based on her vagina. I had to put my fingers inside her gusset from the side, nothing on show but it was clear that my fingers were in or on her flaps. In fact my fingers just slid up her she was so wet and lubricated by her juices. More panty insertion and obviously damp knicker crotch shots ensued. Then the reveal was shot. There were many teasing panty shots and finally I was instructed to pull them off her. At first she hid her pussy with closed legs then slowly opened them. The next sequence had her cover her flaps with her hands and gradually remove them Then she was on all fours as I was told to snip each side of her panties with scissors and then let them fall away, revealing anus and pussy in one glorious “piece de resistance”! So we had three separate sets of pussy revelations.
This was bringing me to new heights of rapture as I feasted my eyes on her wonderful wet treasures. More was in store for me though, as I was told to put my cock alongside her pussy. I was straining to get inside her and lose my virginity but the photos had to come first! We produced many shots of my cock positioned just outside her body, some where I was on my back, cock pointing skywards with my hand grasping it, as Louise appeared to lower herself down onto it, always just tantalisingly close to an insertion. First the shots were with Louise face-on to the camera, then a similar teasing set with her back to it, with me holding her bottom cheeks apart for a good view of her holes. I was excited at what the camera was seeing I don't mind telling you!
Finally, my dreams were to come true and I was instructed to let my cock touch her outer lips. This was an amazing experience as Louise held herself open and I gently introduced my member to her puss. “Just hold it steady Alan”, commanded Paul, “don't put it in her yet, we want some shots of it just before it goes in. Don't forget this is a job, we want a good set of shots! Great, that's good. Are you OK Louise?” she nodded, “OK Alan put it a little bit inside her.”
At last! This was it, I was going to be a man! I pushed my throbbing manhood inside, “Whoah, that's enough, just an inch or so; you can go in further in a mo'!” said Paul as I luxuriated in the feeling of wet velvet around the head of my member. Heaven. “OK another inch up her!” and so I went a bit further inside this lovely girl who looked me right in the eyes and smiled encouragingly at me!” Half my cock was inside her now and I began a little in and out movement. “Slowly, let's get some shots of that in focus”. I slowed down, hungrily waiting for permission to continue. “OK Alan, right inside now please! Hold those legs nice and wide Louise, I want to see all of this as he goes up!” And that was it, I drove my penis right up into her twat as far as it would go, up her to the hilt, Paul let me thrust away for a few minutes as I did my best to roger her senseless, at least that's what I was telling myself I was doing. Paul was smiling at me as I underwent the most memorable experience of my life, he clearly understood what it meant to me, as Louise urged me on, pushing back at my thrusts, moaning with pleasure and getting wetter and wetter. “That's enough thrusting Alan, I need to take some shots of you fully up her. Hold steady. Lovely. Keep it there. Lift your legs up Louise. Alan, its good you came earlier, don't cum again yet, I need you hard. Right get out of her and do her from behind, doggy-style.”
Louise and I changed position and I mounted her from the rear. She pulled her cheeks apart as I went in again. I had to do the usual of being up her a little, a little more and finally right up as far as I could go. Then: “Take a breather both of you, just want to plan the next shots.”
There was going to be more? I was elated at the idea that we hadn't finished, as I hadn't actually shot off inside Louise yet. I think she realised what I was thinking and came over and gave me a huge snog and a cuddle, before Paul called her over for a quiet chat.
“Right, I've agreed the next shots with Louise, and there'll be further money for you both. We'll have some nice shots with Alan using a dildo on you first. Get plenty of lubrication on her, Alan, that's nice, get it all nice a sloppy. Oh, I forgot to tell you Alan, you'll be dildoing both holes, so get your fingers up her arse will you, get it nice and creamy. It'll need opening and stretching as you're going to have her up there in a few minutes. Yes,” he could see my shock and surprise, and let's face it further ecstasy, “you're going to have anal with Louise and she's going to lose her anal virginity to you, you lucky bastard!” I thought I was going to faint.
The next minutes were like a dream as I opened her up fully, worked my fingers into her and finally got lube up into her bum-hole. I put two fingers in there eventually, it was very tight. Louise told me when to go steady and said she was really pleased to let me bugger her, she had never done it before although she knew it paid well and was popular, but had never trusted anyone to do it. She chose me, a schoolboy with no previous experience! “But a quick learner!” So I proceeded to insert the dildo into her pussy and twisted it round for Paul to get good shots. Then, holding the toy against her smaller opening, I pushed against her anal ring and whispered words of encouragement to Louise.
“Put more lube up me Alan,” she asked and I slopped more of the slimy stuff up her colon, then reintroduced the dildo. Her little ring-piece winked slightly as it began to open from the pressure, just as it had done for my fingers. Paul zoomed in close as the plastic dick entered her back passage. It was touch and go. It was fine in her pussy, she accommodated it easily, but her anus was a different proposition. “Go easy, lovey,” she whispered, “its a bit hard and inflexible. I'm not sure its going to work. Put those fingers of yours in again.” I didn't need asking twice, my fingers felt great in her tight passage. “Stretch me open a bit more, love, make it a bit wider. I'm trying to relax it, your fingers help. That's better. Ah, I can open a bit more now. Lovely. Thanks Alan, that's nice, I'm enjoying it. Put them right up as far as they'll go, keep turning them. Yes, that helps. Yes, I think I'm getting there. Try the dildo again, before my arse shuts again!!”
I did as I was told, Paul still catching this all with his camera. This time her anus yielded and allowed the head in. Once again we had to allow it inside her in stages. When it was about 8 inches up her bottom she said: “I'm feeling hot, Alan, its filled me up. Oh crikey it's so bloody tight! Its so bloody plastic! I'm feeling a bit faint. Can he take it out now Paul, and do me up the arse properly?”
“Yes, OK Louise, I have plenty of shots, just hold on little longer and Allan can put another dildo in your pussy for an insert DP first. Go ahead Alan, that's right, pop it in her pussy. Lovely stuff. Yes, I've got some great shots there. Hold it. Yes, now Louise, on your back please. Keep the dildos in. Alan, hold them in place. Great.”
This was doing my head in. I wasn't sure what DP meant but I thought it must be something about D for dildo. Louise was red and breathing heavily, not really enjoying the unyielding toys, I was hugely looking forward to analling her, Paul was only interested in the money he was going to get. At last: “OK you two, get the dildos out of her and you can mount her Alan. Get up her arse lad!”
And so, another momentous milestone in a momentous day. Louise got on all fours, I kissed her deeply and fondled her hanging breasts, then positioned myself behind her as she pulled her bottom cheeks apart and sank her chest down, offering her anal opening to me, slightly gaping after the dildo insertion, wet with lube and pulsing slightly with her expectation. And seconds later we both lost our anal virginity as I slipped my stiff cock into her small, tight, sphincter. Glory. So tight, she gripped me as my shaft went up her. She groaned with pleasure. “Oh, Alan, its so much nicer than the damned plastic. Is it OK for you, it feels lovely for me, dirty but special. Oh, keep going. Slowly in and out. Oh, wonderful. Such a different feeling.”
“Louise, its wonderful for me too,” I replied, “you feel so nice in there, so warm, so tight. Can you turn over so I can come up looking at your lovely face?”
“Of course, lovey!” And I extracted my penis and she turned on her back, lifted her legs back against her chest and lifted her bottom up, both holes now open and ready for me to choose. “OK, ready, come back in!”
I guided my cock back into her anus and she pulled her cheeks apart to help my entrance. She was still tight, but I went up with no problem, to the hilt. She gasped and smiled at me and I looked down to watch my penis embedded deep in her arse-hole. Then I began slow deep thrusts and focused on her pussy which dilated with each thrust, as if it was asking for attention. Paul was snapping away, looking agitated, but I was in another dimension. Then I saw him lean close to Louise and whisper in her ear. She looked shocked and they spoke a while as I continued thrusting into her arse. Then Louise said: “Alan, Paul's going to fuck me too. We'll be getting even more money. He's not going up my arse though, he's going to join you and you'll both be having me at the same time, one in each of my holes. Its called a DP, for “Double Penetration” its a new thing they do a lot of it in Denmark apparently. Very popular!”
I gulped. “If its OK with you Louise, its sounds great to me. Paul, how will you take pictures if we're both up her?” I asked.
“I set up the camera for time delay and take a shot every 5 seconds. Using the tripod. Get ready both of you and I'll set focus and the timer. Now, Ill get on my back, Louise get on top and I'll come up you. We'll let the camera take a few shots like that, then Alan come up her arse and lets go!”
Paul's cock was similar in size to mine, and he was raring to have Louise I could tell. It must have been tough for him watching me rogering her for ages while he had to restrain himself. He lay down in front of the camera and Louise straddled him and let his cock go up her twat. He thrust up at her and the camera began snapping away. Louise met his thrusts and I could see her juices flowing. Paul was pulling her cheeks apart for maximum benefit. “OK Alan, up you come!”
I knelt behind Paul, mindful of the camera location and careful not to obscure the view as I looked down at his cock up her puss, and her anus winking, opening, closing, willing me inside. I obliged, entering her anus and sliding up that tight tunnel. This time the feeling was enhanced by the sensation of Paul's hard cock through the wall between her tubes. I could feel all his movements through the membrane. Louise was panting with lust. “Oh, fucking hell, this is amazing guys. Unbelievable. So dirty, but so fabulous. Oh, everybody should try this. Oh, for god's sake keep going, I'm loving this. Oh, oh, so lovely. So lovely! Oh, crikey boys, this is great. Oh fuck! Oh shit! I'm going to cum. Oh wow! Oh god! Ahhhhhhhh!,,” and with this she began to convulse and shake. This made Paul and me go at her with even more energy and I think we both shot our spunk up her simultaneously. The release was explosive. I was completely spent. Eventually, after we all subsided, we untangled ourselves and Paul went to switch off the camera. I just hugged Louise as tight as I could and kissed her face and breasts and tummy. And then she just whispered in my ear: “ I love you Alan! I really, really do...” She wouldn't let me go for minutes, but I didn't really want to be let go.
Then I helped her to her feet and hugged her once more. Paul was fussing with the equipment, saying he was pretty sure he had some rewarding shots. Louise was just staring at me with love. “I'm not joking by the way. Alan, I want to see more of you, when we've finished today, I want you to come over to my flat. I want to get to know you. I know you're very young, but I'm not much older than you. And you're such a nice guy. And the sex is wonderful...”
“But I have no experience! I was a virgin a few minutes ago!” I said.
“But you are a natural, and I can tell you are a really kind and considerate guy. Let's get on with this shoot, I have a surprise for you and Paul, then let's take the money and get to know each other better! Paul, are you ready for some more shots?” she called to him, “I have some bonus shots for you!”
Paul immediately perked up at the thought of getting more material he could sell. “This will be a bit specialised Paul...” she said, smiling at him. Then she went off to the studio toilet, while Paul and I looked at each other puzzled. Then she returned, still looking wonderful and sexy in the remnants of her clothing, clutching a towel. Then she put the towel down on the studio floor and positioned herself on all fours over it. “Alan, my dear, come here and pull me open, make sure Paul can get a good view right up me...”
I did as I was told, with pleasure. I pulled her bum cheeks apart as she put her chest close to the ground. Paul was salivating at the sight. “Yes, Alan that looks great, pull her lips right open. Lovely! Let me take some shots just like that. Wow, fabulous”.
“OK, Paul, get shooting!” said Louise, and with that she began to pee. I kept holding her apart as the wee flowed from her onto the towel. Paul gasped and continued shooting. I managed to get a finger into each side of her puss as she continued wetting, able to open her up even further. Then I put a finger in her anus and she still continued. Paul was red in the face and beaming. Finally the last drops settled on the towel and the wonderful show was over. Paul opened his fly, got out his cock and wanked himself off over Louise's back. “I didn't say you could do that Paul!” scolded Louise. “Come up me Alan, just to finish off – if you can, of course, my love!”
I could. I went straight up her anus, thrusting hard and came almost immediately.
We all got cleaned up and finally it was time to go. Paul wrote us both nice big cheques, saying there'd be more. And adding that there'd also be more work for us both!
Louise and I left the studio together, then went into the local Wimpy Bar and got milkshakes and chips as we giggled and laughed at what we'd done and how we felt about each other. We were feeling each other up under the table and I got my hand up Louise's skirt and inside her panties with no trouble. Eventually we left and caught the bus to Louise's place on the other side of town. It was a modest flat that she rented, paid for by modelling and a secretarial job. We just snogged and fondled each other on her sofa for ages while listening to music; she had similar tastes to mine. Then we had glorious slow sex in her bed before I had to go, my parents would be suspicious.
In the coming weeks I saw Louise virtually every day. I told my parents I was going to a friends house quite a lot, and actually did my homework at Louise's, usually while naked and with her sucking my cock! We continued doing naughty shoots for Paul, who amazed us by paying us lots of money in cash, he said he was commanding great prices for the shots. Eventually he invested in 8mm film equipment and we moved onto making short silent dirty movies. Very dirty and completely i*****l at the time. There was a big demand for anal and pee films and we were happy to comply. We allowed Paul to join us in shoots when a DP was required, but Louise wasn't keen on him sexually at all, it was just a job as far as she was concerned when he was involved. In fact we started charging him for participating, agreeing a higher return for us on the profits if he was participating! He didn't seem to mind, I suspect any girlfriend or wife that he had (he never told us) wouldn't do the kinds of things we did...
I'll tell you more about our adventures some time.
3 years ago
