Tabitha Briton: Lewd layout

When I got there, Alisa was already in the studio, reading a magazine. I had given her a key, hoping that she'd feel more comfortable if she knew I trusted her. She looked up from the couch and smiled nervously; she stood and shook my hand. She was such a cute little virgin!

Alisa was one of the most adorable eighteen year olds I'd ever seen. She wore these tight black stretch-pants that showed off her ass whenever she turned around; it was a gorgeous ass to show off! And I could see the skimpy lines of her tight panties framing it. On top she wore a loose oxford shirt that nonetheless seemed to cling to her ample tits. I could see that her breasts were firm and delightful as always – when she'd worn those bikinis in that sexy session we did last week, I'd seen plenty of her tits and plenty of her luscious cleavage. And of course her face was as gorgeous as ever! She had her light blonde hair tied up so that the slope of her neck was evident and attractive. I felt my prick giving a lurch of desire as Alisa smiled at me.

"I'm glad to see you're right on time," I said. "Hope I didn't keep you waiting!"

"Oh, not at all. I mean, I was early."

"Great. Then let's get started. You've seen the prints I left of your last set?"

"Yeah," she said. "Beauty agreed to buy them?"

"They loved them. They need bikini shots for this summer-girl section. They thought you've got the greatest body they've ever seen. Of course, I didn't talk to Roger… but I'm sure he loves you, too."

"Aren't they a little… explicit?"

"No, not at all! Beauty's very respected. They publish some of the best photography in the world. And some of the prettiest vir – uh, prettiest girls, too. I can't wait to see you in a few issues."

She rolled her eyes, nervously. "That's great. I mean, that's really great. I'm really happy. I've been waiting so long for my big break. And now that I'm eighteen I've finally moved out… and I really want the money."

"Oh, you'll get it," I smiled. "You're really headed for stardom."

"I'm so happy," she grinned. "I can't wait to see this next session."

"All right then," I said. "Let's get to work."

She nodded, smiling at me. I reached for the camera and began to undo the case.

"So go ahead and get your clothes off," I said. Alisa's face fell. "Uh… my clothes off?"

"Yes," I said. "This is going to be a nude set, right?"

"Uh, yeah, of course – I mean, I don't know!" She was blushing already – Alisa was so cute when she blushed! I knew her tits were blushing just like her face. Her cheeks were bright red.

"You don't know? I thought we agreed you'd take your clothes off this time. I mean, wasn't it your idea?"

"Yeah, it was – I mean, I really want the break and all, but I just don't know… I'm not so sure I can do it. I've never taken my clothes off for the camera before."

"Well, of course you're a little shy. But you've taken your clothes off for your boyfriend, haven't you?"

She looked down, blushing more.

"This is just like that. It's like making love to the camera. Haven't you taken your clothes off before?"

"Well, not with anyone else – I mean, I've never taken them off…"

I nodded. "Well, I'm sure you can learn. It won't be tough – believe me Alisa, from what I've seen so far you've got an incredible body. I mean, I haven't seen all of it – but the parts I have seen have been wonderful. Just sensational. You can really make a killing with that lovely body of yours."

"I know that – I mean, I'm very willing…"

"Willing?" I smirked at her.

"I mean, it's just that I never – I've never…"

"Why don't you sit down," I offered, concerned. She sat on the couch again, breathing heavily. I sat next to her, leaning close. My knee pressed against hers. I put my hand on her wrist.

"You seem nervous," I said. "That's natural, if you've never posed nude. Just imagine you're alone with someone you love."

"It's not just posing nude," she said, still nervous but relaxing visibly. "It's that I've never…"

"You're a virgin?" I asked.

She got flustered, but managed to say: "Yes." Her face was bright red, and I felt sure her tits were getting hot, too. I wanted to reach out and grab them – tear off her clothes! But I managed to hold back. I chuckled quietly.

"That's perfectly all right," I said. "Lots of virgins pose nude. I think it makes them sexier when they take their clothes off. People won't be able to tell, though!"

"I just don't want the pictures – I mean, I'd be so embarrassed if…"

"Don't worry," I said. "These are just test pictures. No one will see them except you and me."

Alisa sighed in relief. I hadn't mentioned that Sherry would see them, too, while I was fucking her, but then again Alisa didn't need to know that. I smiled.

"Then I guess it'd be all right… if you're sure no one else will see them…"

"It's just to see how you like it. It was your idea, right?"

"Oh, I'm dying to take my clothes off," she said. "I really want to pose nude. I'm just not sure."

"Well, why don't you go ahead and get started. We can shoot a roll of you in your underwear. You do wear underwear, right?"

She giggled. "Of course," she said.

"Then why don't you go change. Just a bra and panties. But it'll be a start – we'll shoot a roll, and see how you feel about going further. I think they'll look wonderful."

Alisa grinned. "That would be great. I mean, I didn't expect you to be so understanding."

"I don't want you to take your clothes off… unless you want to."

She nodded and got up. I watched as she walked over to the screen I have up to let models change. I went to the camera and began to change the film.

Interesting thing about my studio, though – I was careful to set the mirror behind the screen up so that I could just catch a glimpse of it if I stand in the right place. I positioned myself there and looked at the mirror as Alisa reached for her hair clip. She undid it and fluffed her gorgeous blonde hair so that it hung around her shoulder. Then she reached for the buttons to her black pants.

She kicked off her shoes and got her pants down, sliding them off slowly. I caught my breath as I saw her luscious legs; I'd seen her change last time, just like this – but it hadn't had this effect! I'd seen her stark naked, with her pretty blonde pubic hair and the pink lips of her cunt just peeking out between her legs. But this time, when I knew I was going to get her naked for the camera and for Sherry, I felt my cock getting harder than ever. I watched as Alisa stepped out of her pants; she stretched her legs and showed them off to me without knowing it. Then she unbuttoned her oxford shirt, shrugging it off and hanging it up on the dressing room hook. All she wore now was a pair of white lacy panties and a skimpy little white bra – all very virginal.

Alisa looked herself up and down in the mirror, trying to decide what to do. Her face was flushed and she looked quite nervous. I kept an eye on her, smiling a bit – making sure she didn't see me in the mirror. I could tell that her pale cleavage was getting red, too – she was red with embarrassment.

"You doing all right?" I called, pretending to load the film, which I'd loaded in about ten seconds.

"Um… I don't know. I'm not sure about this."

"Well, just put on your shirt, then. We'll start that way – half-naked. See how you like it."

Alisa smiled and turned back to her mirror. She ran her fingers fleetingly over her breasts, making my cock give another leap toward her. Then she took down her oxford shirt and got back into it. It was long, so it hung down past her waist and maybe halfway down her thigh. It hid her crotch and her delightful little virgin panties, but she only buttoned a few buttons. The lace of her bra was plainly visible under the open shirt. And as she turned in the mirror, I saw the tails of the shirt lifting so I could get a glimpse of her gorgeous ass.