Personal Photographer

Literotic asexstories – Personal Photographer by alohadave

“Kevin, please. Please. I’m begging you.”

“I don’t know, Kels. I’ve never taken pictures like that before. I shoot landscapes, not porn.

“I know, but hear me out. She just needs some pictures taken for her ManyFans. You take pictures, it’s a perfect match.”

“Kels, I take landscapes, I don’t know anything about shooting models. Why can’t she just use her phone like everyone else? If not, she should be able to find a hundred guys with cameras that could do the same thing.”

“Bro, we trust you. Those pervs will try to hit on her and want to hook up. It’s annoying.”

“I suppose that’s a benefit of her being your friend, I already know her.”

“Kevin, you are a decent guy. You wouldn’t take advantage of her or be a creep even if you were hot for her. I don’t know why other girls don’t see that in you. You should be beating them off with a stick.”

“It is what it is. I’m not that worried about romance right now.”

“The right girl might be closer than you think, I know it.”

“Okay, goofball.”

“Anyway, she likes having higher quality pictures for her fans. You have a nice camera; I know you can do it. Before you say no, she’ll pay you. She really wants you.”

She took a bite of her salad. “Think about it, please? For me?”

“I don’t know.”

“Bro, come on, I’ll owe you for this. Please, do it for me.”

I thought about it. It would be good to have Kelsi owe me a big favor. I sighed. “Fine. I’ll do it. For you.”

She enveloped me in her arms, “Thank you, big brother!” She pecked me on my cheek.

****

She opened the door. “Oh good, you’re here.”

“Hello to you too, Babs.”

She smirked at me. She hated when I called her that, so I made sure to say it as much as I could.

“Come in, I want to do it out back.”

All business, she was. She was wearing denim hip-hugger shorts that showed off her long legs. A pink halter top that was about a size too small squeezed her large breasts together. Pretty fucking hot.

“How do you want to do this,” I asked her. She had the usual suburban backyard furniture.

“I take off my clothes, you take pictures. Kelsi said you knew what you were doing.”

“I’m doing this as a favor for Kelsi. Do you want me to do this or not?”

She sighed dramatically. “Fine, whatever. I was thinking about sitting on the picnic table and stripping slowly. Showing some skin, teasing, peeling my shirt down, things like that.”

I looked over at the picnic table. It was a sunny, blue-sky day, not a cloud in the sky. She had a padded lounge chair that looked promising. “I’ve got a better idea, hold on.” I took the chair and moved it next to a wall in the shade. “This will work better. Full sunlight looks awful for this, the shade will look much better.”

“I don’t want the wall in the shots though, it’s boring.”

“Babs, I’m not shooting the wall, just putting you next to it. Do you see what’s behind the chair?”

“Bushes?” she asked, confused.

“Yes, but more importantly, a non-distracting background that won’t compete with you in the frame.”

“If you say so. Let’s do it.”

She reclined on the chair, her long legs stretched out in front of her. Her toes were painted dark blue, contrasted with her lighter blue fingernails. They were perfectly manicured little piggies. No bunions or hammer toes on her feet.

“Ready,” I said and raised the camera. She was beautiful. She knew how to address the camera to show herself off. If she was any other woman, I’d have been intimidated by her taking her clothes off for me. I’d known Barbi for several years, so I was a little more comfortable. Even so, a woman taking her clothes off for me to take pictures was a new experience for me.

I took pictures as she posed. First, the tame poses where she was fully clothed. Reclined, sitting forward with her legs spread. Tossing her long blonde hair over each shoulder when she changed positions.

“You are doing great, Barbi. You are good at this. I bet your fans love this, your body must drive them crazy.”

She smiled a genuine smile at me. The first great picture so far, I zoomed in close on her face. She was transformed by something so simple. “They do love my body. I have devoted fans.”

“Ready for more?” she asked, as she reached back to untie her halter.

I gulped. I was in virgin territory here. It’s not like I’ve never seen a naked woman before, but I’ve never had anyone strip for me, let alone while I was taking pictures of them.

She pulled the straps of the halter down, revealing her perfectly shaped breasts. Her nipples stood out, like little erasers, with the faintly visible areola. Her breasts fell like teardrops.

I returned my attention to taking pictures. I was here to do a job, not to ogle her, beautiful as she was.

She got on her hands and knees for a butt shot. She filled out the shorts quite well, her ass cheeks only half covered by the denim. The soles of her feet were soft and wrinkled as she flexed her toes. When I looked up, she was looking back at me with a smirk.

She slid the shorts down over her ass. There were no panties under them, so her pussy was revealed as they came down.

“Stop there, I want to get this shot.” Shorts partway down her legs, her ass and pussy fully exposed. “Got it.”

She slid them down and flipped over to reveal her fully nude body. Legs parted; she teased her clit. She had a mischievous smile and was staring straight into the camera.

“Do you think I look sexy Kevin? Do I turn you on?”

I played it cool. “Yeah, not bad. You’ve got a nice body.”

“Ugh, you really know how to give a compliment.” She shook her head in annoyance. She was turning me on though. My dick was hard, tenting my pants.

“Let’s get the rest of the pictures you want and finish up.”

“Fine. A couple more and we’ll be done.” She inserted a finger in her pussy and moaned. “I bet you’ll be thinking of me later. Pulling your pud wishing you could be with me. It’s cool though, I don’t mind. Kelsi’s big brother fisting his cock, turns me on. Look at my pussy Kevin. It’s wet and needs something to fill it.”

I stared at her, any thoughts of taking pictures had left my mind. She took her fingers and sucked her pussy juice off them. “Tasty.”

I shook my head and remembered that I was there to take pictures. “Barbi, could you do that again, I missed a few shots.”

She grinned at me. “What did you miss? When I fingered my wet pussy?” She slipped her fingers back inside herself, sinking them deep as she fucked herself. I took a lot of pictures of her fingers.

“Or was it when I stroked my clit?” I moved in close to get pictures of her diddling her clit.

“Maybe it was when I sucked my juices off my fingers. I suck them, pretending that it was my lover’s cock that I was sucking, my juices mixed with his cum, because he just came in my tight, wet pussy.”

I made sure to get pictures of all of it. Every tantalizing moment was captured. I was painfully hard from her teasing and innuendo.

“Mmmm, Kev, that was great,” she said languidly. She was a wonderful sight, reclined on the chair, a sheen of sweat over her body.

“Wow Barbi, that was something else.” Feeling a little weird now after her show, I felt like I should leave. “I’ll work on the pictures and send you a link in a while.” I put my camera away and got ready to leave. She laid there on the lounge chair, naked and watching me.

“Thanks, Kev.” She had a mischievous smile, and said, “Have fun with them.”

****

“Thanks for taking the pictures for Barbi. You don’t know how much I appreciate it.”

I was having lunch with Kelsi a few days after the photo shoot.

“You’re welcome.”

“Barbi said that the pictures were great, much better than her other photographer.”

“I, uh, checked out her site, the other photographer wasn’t bad for using a cell phone instead of a camera. I’m not a model photographer, but Barbi made it easy. She knows what she’s doing.”

Kelsi scrunched up her face at my statement. “Anyway, she really liked them and her fans told her that they were great. That one of her shorts pulled down with her pussy peeking from between her legs was really good!”

“That was a great shot, I particularly liked that one. Sometimes everything comes together just right.”

We finished eating. At our cars, she said, “Please think about doing more pictures for Barbi. We’ll both love you forever if you do.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Great! I’ll let her know. She’ll call you.”

“Kels, that wasn’t a yes!” I might as well have been talking to the wind. Kelsi pecked me on the cheek, “You’re the best, Bro.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

****

I went to Barbi’s house for the second shoot.

“Hey Kevin, thanks for doing this again. My fans really liked how they came out.”

“Oh yeah, sure. No problem. What do you have in mind for this time?”

She led me to her bedroom. She had a queen size bed that took up a good portion of the space in the room. “I want to do it here. My fans have asked to see where the magic happens, but one in particular paid for a set in here. They get first dibs at the pictures, so it needs to be different than my normal stuff.”

“Okay, so what are you thinking?”

“They want a lingerie striptease, with a happy ending.”

“Happy ending? Like at a massage parlor?” I asked, a little confused.

“Kind of, but I finish myself off at the end. It’s just something cute that gets the point across so they know what they are getting.”

“Ahh, okay. I thought for a minute you were asking…” I trailed off, not sure how to finish that.

“Hehe, no,” She laughed. “Although…no, never mind.”

“What?”

“Should we get started?”

She went into the bathroom to change. A few minutes later she emerged in a flowing pink sheer dressing gown. Under it was a bra and panty set. Her hair was coiffed and her makeup done.

She looked amazing, and her fans would eat this up, I was sure.

“Ready, Kev?”

“All set, let’s go.”

She performed a slow sensuous strip tease for my camera. As each item came off, I snapped pictures, posing her in various positions.

When she was naked, she laid back and spread her legs. “My fans love to watch me play with my kitty. I can make it purr. Do you want to see?”

I gulped and nodded, unable to speak. My sister’s hot friend was giving me a private show.