I invited a photographer to take pictures of my earrings

The casting call had promised excitement and opportunity. A chance to be discovered, to strut my stuff in front of the camera and maybe even launch a modeling career. I was nervous but thrilled as I stepped into the studio, my heart pounding in my chest. Little did I know just how naughty things were about to get…

The photographer, a tall blonde with piercing blue eyes, greeted me with a smirk. “Hello there darling,” she purred, her eyes roaming appreciatively over my curves. “I’m Tina, and I’ll be snapping your photos today. Don’t be shy now, just relax and follow my lead.”

I nodded, feeling extra conscious of my body in the skimpy lingerie I’d chosen for the shoot. Tina led me over to a plush throne-like chair in the center of the set, decorated with plush red velvet and lots of pillows. “Have a seat sweetheart,” Tina instructed. “Make yourself comfortable.”

As I sat down, crossing my legs to try and look posh and confident, Tina pointed her camera at me and started snapping away. Click click click went the shutter as she circled me slowly, her intense gaze drinking me in from every angle.

“Uncross your legs darling, spread them a bit,” Tina commanded. “Show me that sexy lace thong. God, you’re a natural vixen, I can tell. Get up on your knees for me, chest out, and give me a nice big smile.”

I obeyed, feeling more and more exposed as the camera seemed to see right through me. My nipples pebbled under the thin fabric of my see-through bra as Tina zoomed in on my face.

“There’s the money shot,” she grinned. “Keep giving me that look of angry desire, like you’re secretly plotting to pounce on me. It’s decadently delicious.”

My mind spun at her words but I resisted the urge to giggle nervously. I was starting to feel warm all over, my skin tingling almost electrified under her scrutiny.

“Now why don’t you go ahead and slip out of your underwear?” Tina suggested. “The camera loves you as you are – raw, real, uninhibited.”

My mouth went dry. Surely I had misheard her. She wanted me completely nude? On camera? I knew this was an unusually adult shoot but this wasStill, something deep inside craved to go with it, to surrender to her will and have her document it all…

Slowly, trembling slightly from the exposure of it all, I stood up and peeled off my thong and bra, baring my curvy body to the relentless lens. Tina smiled a mischievous, delighted smile, circling me once again to snap all the naughty angles.

“Mmm so toned and smooth,” she murmured appreciatively. “Like a dancers body. Flex those abs for me baby. Good girl. Now turn around, give me a look back at that sweet little peach.”

I blushed crimson as I bent over, making sure to arch my back just so. This was so beyond naughty, I couldn’t believe I was doing it! It felt wrong yet so unbelievably right, like playacting a secret fantasy.

“Perfect, just like that,” Tina crooned, her voice low and sultry. The shutter clicked feverishly in her hands. “Now run your hand up your spine, raise your hair, squeeze that ass and squeeze it hard.”

I did, shaking my rump with wild abandon now, caught up in the moment. Tina laughed with wicked delight.

“There it is! Now put your hands all over yourself baby, like you own this body. You’re a goddess.”

I sank back into the throne, one hand roaming up my thigh to my hip and waist, cupping my needful breast. Tina prowled closer, mouth inches from my ear.

“Bet that pussy is soaking wet for me now, isn’t it kitten?” she whispered. “Go ahead, spread those legs wide and show me.”

Red hot with abandon, I did just that. My sensitive lips glistening, engorged with need. I ran a finger down my slit, eyes hooded with lust. Tina whistled low in approval, camera clicking.

“Fuck, I want to eat you up,” she growled. “Now for the finale – slap that perfect ass! Give me that jiggle.”

Mortified yet exhilarated, I complied, feeling the sting of the slap against my flesh, watching my cheeks wobble obscenely for the camera.

“That’s our shot!” Tina exclaimed, setting the camera down at last. “You did amazingly, I think you’ve got a very naughty future in this business…”

She carefully pulled me up to my feet and wrapped me in a warm embrace, nibbling my earlobe and sending delicious shivers through me.

“What do you say we make this a private show now?” she purred. “No more cameras…”

I shivered with expectation, my body quivering with need. This might have been my first casting, but I had a feeling it would be far from my last. I had a new hunger now, for the spotlight and all the delightfully dirty things it could lead to.