| The Studio, Part 1 Being a semi-professional photographer, I’m not surprised by many requests I’ve received in recent years, but last week one such request had me speechless. My “studio” is actually my garage as I can’t afford separate premises, and its only occasionally that my trade can pay all my bills. I’m supplementing my photographic income by working part-time in a local fashion store, where sometimes I can actually gain some business as I chat to the ladies and girls who shop there. Luckily the owner supports my quest to become independent, and so allows me to offer my business cards openly when the situation suits. Anyway, back to the request which surprised rather than shocked me. It came from one of my cards being given out at the fashion store, and the lady called me and arranged a visit with her daughter. The appointed day arrived, and they arrived on time. We all sat in my tiny office so I could work out what exactly they wanted from me. As the mother explained, my eyes must have widened. Laurel (the Mum) wanted me to photograph her daughter (Jane – 12 years old). Not just photograph for the family albumn, or for a competition entry, but photograph the girl, fully nude, for the Mum’s social club. Laurel explained to me that she knew I was in to girls, because one of my past customers had blabbed all about one particular session where things got a bit out of hand. Laurel also felt comfortable telling me about her “club” as she felt my secrecy could be bought, or blackmailed. I didn’t have much choice. So, it was agreed that Laurel would drop Jane off to me to be photographed yesterday at noon. The photos were to be shared amongst a select list of club members, all ladies who had daughters, who also shared their pics and, I assumed, more. My tummy felt like butterflies had taken up residency, and soon it was noon and I heard a car pull up in the driveway. I met Jane at the door and waved to Laurel who stayed in the car. “See you at 3” I sang out and Laurel nodded before driving off. “Come in Jane and sit with me for a moment” I told the young girl. Jane took a chair opposite me at the desk and waited. I wanted to reassure myself that it was 100% OK with her, what we were about to do. I looked her over, and saw a confident youngster with no outward signs of nerves or uneasiness. Her longish light brown hair framed a cute face, her green eyes made her seem older that her 12 years. She wore a simple blouse, unbuttoned to show a lacy camisole and no bra. Her barely-developing breasts pushed softly, showing just slight bumps at the front. A short skirt complemented her slim brown legs. She looked adorable, and I would have felt comfortable photographing her for a modelling agency portfolio. Instead though ………… “Jane honey …….. do you understand what’s going on here? How do you feel about it?” I asked. “I’m really excited” she told me, “I’ve waited for this day for quite a while. When Mum let me in on the secret, I couldn’t wait to start my journey to woman-hood. That’s what the club is all about …… helping girls like me learn all about being a woman, about what we can do and what we can feel. I’m looking forward to starting my lessons as soon as my photos are ready to share with all the members.” “OK then, we’d better make a start then” I heard myself say. We moved through to the studio area, and I showed Jane where she could start to strip off. I suggested she come out first with her underwear on, then we could go from there. She liked that idea, saying it would be like a build-up to the main event. Jane seemed so open and innocent just then, and my heart gave a little throb just for her. A minute later Jane emerged and stood watching me test my equipment. She waited patiently, one hand on a hip, one curling her hair around a finger absent-mindedly. Her lacy camisole was matched by her briefs, and I had some trouble keeping my mind on the topic at hand. Finally I was ready, so it was “lights, camera, action”. I had earlier prepared the set with a simple couch, and a plain neutral-coloured throw-over to set off Jane’s tanned complexion. “Sit for me honey” I instructed her “and smile”. I took a dozen or more snaps, getting her to make slight posture changes, looking here and there as I shot away. Pleased with the start, we needed to progress to sexier grounds. “Now sit on the edge, knees apart and withy a very straight back” I asked Jane. She immediately complied, her panties now outlining her mound, and her little breasts making the best impression inside the silky top. Again, I had her move around a bit to get a range of profiles, with a range of looks. One thing, Jane’s eyes loved the camera – they seemed to smoulder and really draw attention to her face. Not that the rest of her was too shabby either …… “Kneel on the couch now honey” I instructed as I moved my angle “and look back over your shoulder”. I started snapping again. “Push your butt up a bit higher” I asked her “and now pull your panties up a bit higher to show off your cute behind”. She giggled, and looked a bit embarrassed. I thought that was strange, as we both knew where we were headed. Her puss was so prominent now, like a pouch nestled between her cheeks. “Up on your knees now and slowly lift off the camisole honey” I kept the camera busy as she started to remove the flimsy garment. “Look at me baby” I instructed “and let’s see that impish grin”. Jane was a natural, and it was hard to believe this was her first time in front of a camera like this. She dropped the top to the floor, and twisted a bit to try to face me from her kneeling position. Her budding breasts were caught in profile by the camera as I noticed her nipples start to harden. I thought she may have benn getting horny …… or maybe it was a bit chilly. “OK honey, bend over for me and start to peel those briefs down, real slow. Jane inched the lacy panties over her hips and off her bottom till they drew a line under her ass and puss. From behind she certainly looked beyond her 12 years. I paused and took in the sight, wondering where to go from here. “OK, leave them there” I suggested “and roll over so you are sitting, back to the armrest”. Jane followed my instructions, as I repositioned the tripod at the other end of the couch so I could get the best angle. With her bare top, her knees slightly raised and close together, and panties half-on half-off, Jane looked very sexy indeed. “OK now baby, slip them off for me, slowly”. I took at least 10 more pics as she removed her panties. They joined the camisole on the floor. Jane’s knees remained together, and I took a few just like that, before asking her to slowly drop one foot to the floor. More snaps as her cute little puss came in to view. I could see the beginnings of wispy hairs, but most surprising was to see the amount of moisture evident, with droplets framed by her labia. “How do you feel baby?” I asked her, anxious to ensure she was OK with progress so far. “Still excited …….. and maybe even a bit too excited” Jane replied, looking at her tight nipples and damp crotch. “That’s alright” I said “its only natural to get a bit worked up when being photographed and feeling so sexy” I explained. “Its OK if you want to touch your self ……. I was going to ask you to later anyway”. My young model smiled broadly, and her hand began to caress her tender breasts, and I watched and snapped as she cupped those little mounds and teased the hard points which topped them. I heard her sigh. Jane’s legs opened wider, and I kept taking pics as her blossom began to open, her horniness obvious, lips swollen, darkening and getting wetter by the second. One hand stayed at her boobs, as the other now fell to her lap. A finger started to trace an outline, before curling and slipping in between those slippery folds of flesh. Only one knuckle deep, then Jane drew that finger up, rubbing all the right places as she went right to the top of her slit. Once there she quickly found her clit and circled it, spreading all those juices as she bagan to moan. Her scent hit me, and I struggled to keep my head and keep snapping, but it was mesmerising. I had never before witnessed anything so deliciously naughty. Eyes closed, hips rocking, she was close to an orgasm and before I knew it she was cumming in grunts, quite loud for a little girl, my presence obviously not interfering withy her pleasure. I kept the camera going, capturing many more photos than I needed, but unable to stop. (Look out for Part 2 of this story ……. Where does it go from here???) |