Photographer 23

I was feeling exhausted as I drove my new —and temporary, required for today’s shooting— sports car out of the rental location, my fingers hurting from the number of signatures I had to leave. And the fact that I had to wake up early to help Katie sneak back to her room took its tool as well, especially when we used the opportunity to get a morning quickie which then turned out to be not that quick. 

However, it was easy to ignore the said exhaustion. After all, I had just spent a very enjoyable morning with a sexy nerd who was showing a great aptitude for everything I had been showing her, and now, I was driving to meet with another sexy blonde, this time a naive midwestern beauty with amazing tits. Pleasure and anticipation were better than the thickest cup of coffee, especially with the excitement of driving a high-powered red convertible.  

It was a good time to be me. 

Since we were stretched for the time a bit —I didn’t want to lose the perfect light— I sent a text to Penny, telling her to be outside in five minutes. When I arrived, I didn’t even have to pull the driveway, because she was waiting at the sidewalk, her face as bright as a child who just learned that they won a roller-coaster ride.

Penny won a ride as well, even though she didn’t know that yet. 

“Amazing car,” she exclaimed in shock. 

“Unfortunately, not mine,” I said as I shook my head at her excitement while she took the passenger seat. She examined the car, excited, and I used the opportunity to examine her. She was wearing a light sundress, a blue fluffy one that would fit perfectly for a day on the beach, which, considering today’s location, fit perfectly. It was short enough to display her toned legs to a great effect. The design of the dress was considerably more conservative around the chest area, but the dress wasn’t designed to hold back a great rack like Penny’s, so it strained enough to create a delicious cleavage that begged to be ogled. Its spaghetti straps left her shoulders bare, completing the ensemble.  

“It’s an amazing car, though,” Penny said even as she continued to examine it. “Did you borrow it from a friend or something?” 

“No, it’s actually rented by the client, we’re going to use it as a prop for today’s shoot.”

“Excellent,” she gasped, not bothering to hide her excitement. 

“So, you like fast cars?” I asked, and when she nodded, I pressed at the gas pedal, driving us toward the nearest highway with quite a bit more than the recommended speed. The real excitement started when we finally arrived at the highway. I pressed the gas pedal, pushing well above one hundred and fifty miles, earning a string of excited cries from Penny. Luckily, the roads were rather empty, allowing me to drive as fast as I could manage. 

Pretty fast with the masterpiece I was driving.

Twenty minutes later, I pulled a beautiful cliff with a sea view, concealed from the road by several tall trees, creating a beautiful secret location, the perfect place to shoot a naughty underwear catalog with no team. I stopped only after driving the car dangerously close to the cliff, as required by the client requirements. “Fascinating,” Penny murmured, her breathing still fast after our exciting drive, whether she was talking about the beautiful view or the drive itself was a mystery that I was content to leave as a secret. 

“Are you ready for your first proper modeling job,” I asked with a smirk even as I walked to the trunk, and pulled two bags, one for my photography equipment, the other for her modeling job. I did have a second bag still sitting in the corner of the trunk, but once again, that was for my personal collection, to be revealed when Penny was in the mood for later. 

“I’m so excited,” she exclaimed as she dashed toward me, stumbling midway in her usual clumsiness before arriving at my side, and grabbed the bag I gave her. 

“The bag is already sorted, so just change into the first one, and we can start,” I said, carefully watching her from the corner of my eye even as I set up my equipment. She pulled the first one, a rather wholesome white teddy and raised it, then she stilled in shock.

“Where should I change?” she asked in shock. 

“You can change wherever you want, there’s no one else here,” I said casually, like it was no big deal for her to change next to me. 

“But…” she murmured with a blush, her voice fading away immediately. 

“Come on, honey. What’s a little nudity after the ending of yesterday’s session,” I added while doing my best to look like my focus was on the camera. Penny blushed prettily as she remembered the events of the day before, where I had fingered her into orgasm after a very revealing photoshoot. 

I was prepared to continue pushing her, but when she murmured an answer and walked to the other side of the car, unable to argue. Even as I was doing my best to set up the lights and reflectors, I let my gaze shift toward Penny, who was struggling to change crouched behind the car, giving me the occasional glimpse of the smooth pale skin of her breasts. I was amused at her effort to hide her body, but let her succeed for the moment. It would make the eventual victory all more delicious. 

“How do I look,” she murmured after she finished dressing and stepped toward me, her naked feet sinking into the white sands. 

“Exquisite as always,” I murmured even as I dragged my eyes on her body, hidden behind a conservative teddy that struggled to keep her chest hidden, though her tits still managed to force its confines. I made a show of licking my lips, and she blushed. “If you’re ready, stand in front of the car, and give me a neutral pose,” I asked, curious just how much she remembered from yesterday’s session. 

She immediately took the pose I recommended almost flawlessly, requiring only a few corrections before I took a batch of pictures. With the beautiful view of the sea behind her and trees to add a touch of life, it was an amazing sight. “Excellent, now put your hand on the door, and lean on the car,” I added, which started a medium length session where we walked around the car with a number of casual poses. 

None of the poses we took could be classified as erotic, but I didn’t waste time with that, no matter how tempting. Penny was still an amateur, and I wanted to finish the items required by the job. She started well, but I didn’t know how she would react to exhaustion. Working under the natural light, we had about an hour to finish the job before the sunlight got too strong, ruining the photographs. We had two days to finish the job, and trying to rent the car for the third day would wreck the project budget, cutting my earnings seriously. 

I could stay professional to ensure a better income, especially since finishing the sets didn’t mean that we needed to leave the beach immediately. I was sure that I could convince Penny for some quick exercise, maybe swimming, maybe something more interesting… 

“Excellent,” I called. “Now, let’s do the red one,” I said, and Penny once again walked behind the car, struggling to change without giving another glimpse of her body, with rather limited success. We photographed the red teddy even quicker, showing that while Penny wasn’t an innovative natural like Nicole, she was still able to display her learnings rather efficiently, enough to make the day work really smoothly. 

So much that, I started to hope that we could actually finish the whole work in just a day, resulting in a huge bonus. “You’re doing excellent,” I called in satisfaction. “We can finish everything today without losing the golden light if you hurry up,” I ordered her. “If we do so, I guarantee that I’ll try to arrange a meeting with a producer friend,” I said, making her smile widen even further. 

With the promise of the reward dangling hypnotizingly in front of her eyes, she picked up speed. And, when it was the time to change into new clothes, this time a substantial set of green underwear with a bra thick enough to cover even her spectacular breasts, Penny didn’t bother to go behind the car, rather she changed in front of me, allowing my eyes to feast in her body. I wondered if she was overwhelmed with the excitement enough not to care about her nudity, or whether she was trying to make that introduction a certainty. 

Considering the way she steadily blushed, my vote was on the second option, not that I was complaining. Even when she turned her side to minimize the impact and positioned her arm to hide her breasts, her curvy body was impossible to contain with such limited measures. 

With her sudden enthusiasm, we managed to finish the rest of the clothes less than two hours, leaving her collapse exhausted on the driver’s seat. “Amazing work,” I said as I took the passenger seat, no less exhausted, and squeezed her thigh to congratulate her. I let my hand linger there, which she steadfastly ignored, allowing my fingers to rest on her beautiful thighs as she enjoyed the comfort. 

I was planning to spruce the session with a selection of my own, but that plan changed when I forced the whole shooting to finish in one day, which left both of us too exhausted to use professional posing as a flirting technique. 

I decided to cut the chase. “Would you like to change into something interesting,” I said. She quirked her eyebrow, and I continued. “I have a few sets from a previous shoot. Trying them might be more interesting,” I said. 

“Really,” she said. “Where is it?” 

“It’s on the trunk, let me get it,” I said, but she waved her hand. 

“No, I can get it,” she said as she opened the trunk, and disappeared behind the raised hood. Almost immediately, she looked from the side, smirking and blushing at the same time. “Why didn’t I think that, we had a screen for dressing all the time.” 

“Well, it wasn’t like I had a problem with it,” I said with a smirk. 

“Shut up,” she murmured even as she leaned down, hustling reaching my ears. “Which one I should wear?” 

“Surprise me.” 

And surprise me, she did. I couldn’t see her hidden behind the hood, but when she hung the underwear she had been wearing just moments ago to the edge of the hood, I started to feel excited imagining her naked body on the other side of it, impatient to see her. 

But it didn’t work as quickly as I had hoped. Instead of stepping to a place where I could see her, she hung another piece on the hood, this time a sexy a green piece from the second bag, one of the more conservative ones, but not the most modest one either. For a moment, I felt disappointed, thinking that even a relatively conservative one pushed her limits, but as she continued to hung clothes on the edge of the hood, each more revealing than the last, I realized that she was pushing in an opposite direction, a detail I enjoyed immensely.

“How’s this one?” she asked as she leaned from the side, just giving a glimpse of her upper torso. I couldn’t help but whistle at the result, as the push-up effect had elevated her already impressive bosom to the level of a goddess, making my pants uncomfortably tight. 

“You look spectacular in it, though I’m not sure about the excessive assistance it provides upstairs,” I said smugly. “Your tits are spectacular enough without cheating with a corset.” 

“So rude,” she answered, but her playful giggle contrasted her words. A couple of tries later, she stepped out once again, this time wearing a frilly white set that would fit perfectly to a blushing bride, an impression she gave perfectly with her trembling smile. “This one?” 

“Delicious enough to tempt me to push you on the car, and take you hard until you started to moan my name,” I answered, coming too strong at my excitement. 

With a blush, she escaped behind the hood once more. She disappeared for a minute, making me worry that my statement was a bit too much, but then, I received a small clue that indicated an issue in a completely different direction. A soft moan reached my ears, one that required me to strain myself to hear, making my insides tingle. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one feeling aroused by our little game.  

It took a couple of minutes for her to step in with new underwear, this time black and lacy, barely enough to contain her perky breasts, though the panties weren’t succeeding any better to contain her bountiful ass. This time, she displayed her whole body, but only for a total of three seconds, before her will shattered and she ran back to her concealed spot, not even asking any questions about my impression. “You look even more beautiful in black, it brings your inner naughtiness,” I called, only to receive a mumbled thanks. 

I didn’t mind her shy response, not when I could hear her soft moans as she played with herself behind the hood, aroused to perfection. Her reaction didn’t surprise me. A high-powered sports car, a lengthy lingerie photoshoot followed by an even sexier private show, all while the memory of my aggressive treatment from yesterday still bright in her mind… She was far too innocent to ever have a hope of resisting it. 

Still, I could feel a bit reticent when she stayed there for several minutes, tempting me to cut our little game short. But then, she threw the black set she had been wearing during her last show on the edge as well, making me shuffle with anticipation. 

“Are you ready?” she asked, still hidden. Her voice was excited, but not without an edge of nervousness that she failed to hide. 

“I could never be completely ready for your beauty, but waiting is even bigger torture, so go ahead,” I asked. 

“Really?” she murmured, and I could hear the shy blush on her tone. This time, rather than stepping out, she slowly pushed the hood down. First, revealing her beautiful face framed by her shining blonde hair. The expression on her face alone, mischievous yet shy, was enough to harden my arousal rock-hard. Then, she lowered more, and her elegant shoulders came into sight, broken by the thin black lines of her new underwear. I wondered which once she picked out of the remaining black options, including a shelf bra, not that I expected her to wear that one. 

When she stalled, I doubted that I could have prevented myself from begging if it wasn’t for the amazing morning I had, giving me the power to resist. Even then, it was hard to resist her shy smile and trembling hands. She was excited enough to do that, but shy enough to have trouble with it, which made everything much better. 

I couldn’t help but smirk as she continued to lower the hood, slowly bringing the curves of her bosom onto the view, unobstructed by any fabric as she moved it lower and lower. Another surprise was awaiting me as the hood passed the middle of her chest, only for her naked nipples to came into the view, unobstructed by any pesky fabric. 

She did wear that shelf bra, much to my surprise, leaving her tits bare for my viewing pleasure. I grunted in arousal, and she smiled enticingly.  

She crouched a bit after that, hiding her beautiful chest from the view, showing her intention of extending the show, but wearing that shelf bra was more than I could tolerate. I stood up without a warning, and walked to her, entertained by the sudden widening of her blue eyes. “Stephen,” she gasped as I stood next to her, my eyes widening even further as I realized that she wasn’t wearing any panties, her slit glistening invitingly. I slammed the hood close and pushed her on the car, her beautiful nakedness shining under the bright rays of early afternoon, her legs parted invitingly. 

Playtime was over…