Grant the Photographer by MasterBate
Grant snow was a professional photographer, he had become disillusioned with the world of glamour photography due to the constant prima donnas being sent to him for assignments. The professional models who he had to photograph were either so stuck up their own backsides or high on drugs he found it hard to motivate himself anymore.
So he decided to go back to photographing normal people for a while. He found himself getting bored after only a few months of shooting fashion magazine work and ‘arty’ crap, so he decided to swallow his pride and contact a few of his old editors at the magazines he had worked for before. His luck was in, there was a project no one seemed to want to take on, it involved having to find new models, without any experience, but the photographer had to put a theme to the shots he would take.
Grant accepted the job, then thought how the hell you went about getting new models, he had always had agencies send him just the right kinds of models in the past, but they were no good, he needed new meat. H e decided to put a few ads in newspapers, stating that no experience was needed, but left out that he needed them to strip nude, he thought that would put too many prospective models off.
Grant was amazed to find his answerphone and mailbox full of applications for the modelling job he had advertised, he sat down to weed out the pro’s who were after this work, from the genuine fresh meat, the trade term for new models. He had decided to put a theme to this assignment of ‘ t v icons ‘ as well as the theme he been given of using a model of each hair colour.
so he had to find models with each of the main hair colour so he chose with this in mind, he was having trouble with finding a girl with raven hair who wasn’t either a por pretending to be new or underaged models who he couldn’t use. He finally decided on a girl who said her mum had okay’d it for her to pose in lingerie or nude as long as she came along as well. Well the deadline was approaching and I had little choice, at least there would be no problem of abuse being levelled at him if her mum was there.
He met all the models over the next few days and finally settled on six models who he was convinced would do justice to this assignment. He was due to start shooting from Saturday so readied himself by organising more film and setting up the various studio sets he was hoping to use over the next few days. Grant was lucky as he had his studio at his home and didn’t need to travel to a studio elsewhere, it gave him more freedom as he could offer to put up models who he needed to finish sets the next day if he had had problems.
He expected to have problems with this bunch of fresh meat as they wouldn’t be used to being instructed on how to pose, he wasn’t sure how each would react to stripping for him either, but the project needed them to. For the first time in years he was nervous of doing a shoot, he liked this feeling though, it kept him fresh and on edge, he shot all his best work when he felt like this.
The first girl to arrive for the shoot was Kelly, she was blonde, nineteen, 34band 5’7ins tall. She was a student, and as all students needed some money to supplement her loan. She had made an effort, coming all the way up to the midlands from Oxford, that was encouraging.
I had decided to do a ‘Britney Spears’ theme for Kelly, her long blonde hair would look cute in pigtails, and her lovely firm young body would be able to fill the schoolgirl outfit nicely. I decided to drop my bombshell, ‘You do realise this shoot requires nudity dont you?’, she said that she did, although I never mentioned it, I said I thought I had, I had become an accomplished liar, all this time spent in the glamour business did that to you.
She didn’t seem to put off by this so I proceeded to lead her to the dressing room next to my studio, I showed her the school outfit I had set out for her and told her to choose the underwear she wanted to wear from the drawer next to it. I returned to the studio telling her to come through when she had changed. Kelly came into the studio after a few minutes, she looked every inch a schoolgirl, I handed her a couple of hairbands, well I cant remember everything, and sent her bag to put her hair into pigtails.
When she finally returned I was overcome, she looked fantastic, I set about trying to make her feel comfortable by taking pictures from all angles while she kept fully dressed. When he had finished the first roll of film he offered Kelly another glass of wine, ‘ How are you feeling Kelly?’, ‘I’m enjoying it, I thought I’d be real nervous, but I’m not’, great I thought,’ How would you feel about getting on with the more revealing shots from now?’, ‘Yeah, fine, you’ll have to tell me how to do those though, I’ve never stripped before’, I told her not to worry, just take it at her own pace, and she’d do fine.
Kelly undone the first couple of buttons on her shirt, letting her white virginal bra come into view, ‘Lovely, lovely!’, I said, I shot a couple of pics of her opening shirt and her bra, more and more came into view as Kelly undone the last of her buttons, pulling her shirt out of her skirt, dropping it off her shoulders, she seemed to be getting into this now.
I shot some more of her bra before instructing her to drop her skirt, she had chosen a pair of white panties, they were very brief, you could see wisps of her pubic hair escaping round the elastic, I was enjoying this, a lump coming into my throat, as well as somewhere else. Kelly asked me if she should take off her bra, I said yes, she dropped it off her shoulders and went behind for the catch, all the time I was shooting away, trying to capture her from every angle, as her bra dropped I couldn’t help but stare, her tits were wonderful, firm, round, topped by the most erect nipples I had seen in a while, was she getting turned on, it wasn’t cold in the studio.
Kelly spoke and I awoke from my daze, ‘What about the knickers?’, ‘No keep them on for a minute, bend over and touch your toes please’. She did as instructed and I focused on the swell of her butt as she stretched her calves to touch her toes. I couldn’t help but get in close to shoot nearer than I really needed, but she didn’t seem to mind, wiggling her butt slowly as my camera clicked and flashed only inches from her pantied behind.
I told her to keep bent over while I shoot some pics of her tits hanging down, swaying as she continued to shimmy. Then I told her that it was now time for her knickers to come off, she didn’t hesitate and had dropped them almost before I had finished my sentence. Her pussy was lightly haired and not at all trimmed, it covered her pussy, just allowing a brief glimpse of her lips as she turned and posed, ‘Do you mind if I get some close-ups of your pussy?’
I asked, ‘No, go ahead’ she said, I crouched between her legs, my camera going mad as I reeled off pictures of her pussy, adjusting her legs slightly with my hand, she didn’t object, I got more bold, caressing her thigh as I pushed her legs further apart. ‘Can you hold your legs up for me Kelly?’ I asked, she didn’t answer, just pulled them higher and up from her self, allowing her pussy lips to part slightly, I knew I had to touch her again, but how without making it too obvious, I knew how, ‘Kelly, how do you feel about having your pubic hair trimmed a little?’ ‘I don’t know, I’ve never done it, can you help me?’, could I help her, too bloody right I could.