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Wednesday arrived and I hit work early to clear my schedule quickly. Around 10:30 I heard a shy little knock on my studio door. I was on the phone but waved for her to come in.
"Steven I can't tell you how much I adore those girls you sent over. No, we had a great session Monday. No, perfect. They really seem to work well together. No it was breathtaking. It was brilliant! I'll e-mail you the proofs. You're gonna just eat 'em up."
I gestured Linnea to a chair while I wrapped up my phone call. "No I think they might have to stay with us for the next year or two. Then they will doubtless want to move on to bigger and better venues when they hit... right, the age thing. We could really build some momentum in Canada with those two before that happens. If we create the right buzz then the market for that is huge! Car shows, sportswear, and of course all the website options."
I clicked open a computer file and my screen filled with the shots from Monday's session. "I'll get them off to the webmaster today, but look for the whole packet of roughs in your inbox before the day is out."
On screen two pale teen girls frolicked on a dock wearing extremely short cutoffs. Their short white tee shirts getting damp and sheer as they played on a boat and finally dozens of shots of both girls stripped down and lying in the sun, then on top of each other, slowly rubbing lotion into each other's skin; teasing each other madly. "Later, Steven. I have some brand new talent here who needs my complete attention. Yeah, well, we'll see! Okay later Cap'n."
I leaned over my desk, hiding the computer screen, "I'm sorry Linnea. Please open up that bottle of wine. Let me just send this e-mail and we'll get started."
She opened the bottle of white wine and poured a couple of large glasses. "Can I see?" she stood and handed a glass to me.
I angled the screen away, "Nothing that interesting, just a few location shots of a few models I've been working with. Say, why don't you step into the dressing room and see the dresses I picked out for you to try?"
"Oh, I thought I would wear my own clothes?"
"Well you could, you look fine, but just see what I picked out. I think you're gonna like some of them. Just settle on something and we'll work with that, okay?"
"Oh, okay. Sure."
She disappeared into the dressing room as I finished sending the photos away and shutting down the computer.

"These are pretty." She came out wearing a pale blue sundress. She did a little spin and the short hem flew up showing off the stockings and dark blue panties I had included. "oooh! Sorry! Didn't mean to flash you there!"
"Don't worry about that!" I laughed. "I'm glad you liked the whole outfit. Models typically lose their modesty the more work they do, so I'm pretty much used to seeing everything. More wine?" I poured another glass for her. "Its good stuff and it helps the models relax." She slowly tilted back to finish her wine and she displayed her chest before me quite nicely. The dress was a clingy semi-sheer wonder. I took a large swallow of my wine, "Helps me relax too. Yeah, I think I've seen you in some similar outfits so, you know, I go with what makes the model comfortable.
"So what do we do?" she smiled.
"I want to focus on close-ups today so we can get a feel for your smile and skin tone."
"Great!"
She hopped up on the stool in the work space. I lowered a green background so I could sneak in whatever digital background I wanted. As she sat grinning into the camera I went to the monitor. I flicked through a few backgrounds including a mad orgy scene. I sat and smiled seeing her grinning away surrounded by exposed cocks and hardcore fucking. I zoomed in and asked her to look left. The background had her face to face with several hard cocks.
"Do I look okay?"
"You look right at home." I shut it down and called up a sunlight dappled tree scene. Then I let her see.
"I'm still not sure about this whole thing, I mean, ME? Modeling? It's just seems a little over my head is all."
"Lin' it's simple. -and it's nothing you haven't done before. Look; just sit up tall and hold out your wineglass. Think; Christmas card, okay? Now smile big and pretty..." I snapped a few frames. "Okay, done. That's modeling."
"That's modeling?"
"Sure. You dress up, you put your best face forward and you act a little. I mean everyone smiles in pictures, but they aren't really that happy. You follow? It's just a little acting. Modeling is just a little more acting; acting to emphasize a mood, to convey an emotion through the camera lens. It's all pretty basic."
"Huh, okay I guess I get that. So, what now?"
"We're gonna concentrate on acting while I work on your smile, your face and your overall presence. So I just want to let you relax and sit there. I'll be giving you words, emotions actually and you'll call them up in your head to see what kind of mood you can convey. The watchword is subtlety. Just react without speaking."
This went on for a half hour with simple calls for "Happy, Sad, Angry, Bored and so on." She did a pretty good job actually but it was taking forever and this was only the first part of the plan. We had polished off a few bottles of wine, or rather she had. I was still nursing my second glass. She was giggling more and more. I decided it was time to start.
"Okay, you ready? Time for Sex."
'Excuse me?" she giggled.
"Linnea, look up at the ceiling lights and think about sex. Forget about where you are, forget I'm here, just think about pleasure, given and taken."
She closed her eyes and smiled. "Carl?"
"This is part of it. Sex sells."
She finished the wine in her glass and set it down, "Sex sells, huh. Okay fine. Lemme concentrate."
She closed her eyes and lifted her head high. Her smile faded and her mouth dropped open as her entire face went sultry.
"Ohhh, yeah. That's it. Think about how your body reacts to good solid sex. Now I want you to fantasize and think about all the glorious things your body does to others. Not just Jeremy, you know, but a real basic raw emotion you feel when you hear the word... sex." I clicked away throughout.
She giggled and tried to do what I asked. It was nice. "Linnea, I'm not sure how to say this." I poured her another glass of wine from our third bottle. "First off, you're beautiful. You know I think you're perfect for modeling, in a lot of ways, but I want to give you some constructive criticism. Now, Lin' this isn't personal, it's just I've been doing this for a long time and I'm not seeing what I thought I would see. Come look at these shots."
We went through the entire set quickly as I tore it apart with rough but constructive criticism. "I'm not saying you couldn't do ads for local air conditioning services or car dealers, but, I was hoping for, well, more. The emotions are there, but they're kinda looking forced."
"Forced...? Even, even the last one? Cause I thought..."
"I know! I know. It's hard to hear. I'm not attacking you sweetheart. It's just that feeling something inside is so much different from conveying it to an audience. But maybe I'm not explaining it as well as I could, lemme see... I want to see if I...hmmm. If I can take you... I want to reach inside of you. I want to help you find something within. You've got so much potential! I want to slip myself inside your head. Ooooh, okay I think I know what we can try. I've done this a few times and it's worked. I need to see if we can, if we can release something and if we can, If we can Linnea, I think you could go very far."
She swallowed another gulp of wine and looked very anxious. "Uh, ooh-okay. What should I do?"
"Hear me out and then you decide if you can do this." I went back behind the camera. "Remember that we're only shooting your head and face. I want you to show me 'Sex' again, but before you do that... slip off your panties."
"Carl!" she laughed in shock.
"I'm serious. Linnea, if I find what I want to find in you I think you could go as far as you want in this business. Consider how much time runway models spend running around naked backstage. They have to be completely at ease with their bodies. There's no reason at all you shouldn't be completely at ease with that amazing body. Hey, if you do it, I'll be able to show you exactly what I'm talking about after a few shots. Can you try this? It's an important step." I checked my camera and let her think. "Hmm, you know if you want, we could shoot a few ...special pictures for Jer'. His birthday is coming up if I remember."
She sat there, her mouth hanging open.
"Lin' it's me. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, this is just a modeling exercise. It's perfectly okay."
She giggled, drank the rest of her wine then she stood up. I silently clicked wide angle and SHQ video record on my digital camera, making a digital video record of what was about to take place.
"Okay, Carl. If you think it will help, I'll try it, but turn around. I haven't lost my modesty quite yet." She smiled.
"Certainly." I smiled.
She gathered the dress in her fingers little by little, slowly showing her stockings, then all her thighs, then her panties and finally a nice expanse of her tummy. She then bit the fabric of the dress in her teeth and hooked her thumbs in the panties, pulling down exposing that beautiful bush, which was now trimmed and styled to expose her thick shiny lips just a bit more. 'Very nice.' She slid the panties down one leg, then unhooked them from her other foot. Finally she opened her mouth and the blue dress floated down covering her again.
"Okay. Okay, I'm ready."
When I turned around and she was spinning her panties on one finger, then she shot them over at me. "Happy now!"
I snagged them out of the air. They were warm. "Mmm, very happy."
Resetting the digital camera to still shots, I tried to ignore the cock straining in my pants. I killed the forest background, walked behind her and began a neck massage. "Okay, we're talking about sex. Sex, as you must know, drives this industry. Sex is the driving force behind most things. If you can convey to the camera a sense that you are here for the express purpose of sex, of ...well, fucking the life out of the camera, then everyone who looks at the picture will get the same response. Do you understand that?"
"Fucking the life out of the camera?" she grinned.
"Yep. The camera isn't the cold metal camera, it's your flesh and blood lover. Let your mind go. It's not me, it's not Jer' either, just turn off all the noise in your head and think about sex. Pure, hard, sweaty, crazy, dirty, anonymous, animal ...sex!" I slowly spun the stool around 'til she was looking into my eyes. Her smile told me where her mind was. My face was an inch from hers. The next words almost stuck in my throat, "Do you like cock Linnea? ...In the abstract? The feeling of a thick hard cock splitting open your wet pussy, pushing open a path as it works its way into your body?" I hissed the words at her. "Filling you fully as you squeeze down on it?"
She stared at me with a glazed expression. "oooh, god, of course ...I do." Her voice was deep.
"Um, hmm. Stand up for a second." We walked over to a worktable where I picked up a magazine, "See this model? Hmm, a printed picture of you goes out to well over one hundred thousand cocks, possibly even millions of cocks. Think about it Lin'...all those big, thick cocks suddenly straining and growing hard because of an image of you." I tossed the magazine away, "You're controlling all that worldwide cock. You, making millions of men hard. You control it all when you turn on that sexual animal inside you." I took her back to the leather stool, rubbed my hand slowly across its surface, then leaned down and kissed it. "Sit." I took her hands and guided her backwards towards it, and then I took the back of her dress and raised it. She looked back at me questioningly. "Trust me." I gathered up all the fabric exposing that butter soft, perfect ass. "Sit."
Her face slowly softened. Her eyes narrowed and warmth came over her smile and as Jeremy had pointed out earlier, she indeed began to glow.
She took the dress from my hands and placed her bare ass on the warm leather stool.
"You can hide from that power or you can pick it up and use it. If you can learn to turn on and control the wild animal inside you, then you've got a very powerful tool to use in life." I slid my hands up her thighs, "Just let her cum!"
Her breathing was deep and labored, I could smell her musky scent in the air. It was time. "Now, think of a product, say, wine." I handed her another full glass of wine. "The wine represents what?"
"Sex?" she grinned. "Cock?"
"You're getting closer."
She looked confused, but then slowly grinned madly, "Ooooh." She gave me a sly sideways smile. "So I demonstrate how drinking down the 'wine' makes me feel, then?"
"You demonstrate how sex makes you feel as you drink or look at the wine. The product is the key. The product is the key. The product makes you cum and if they have the product they have the power to make you cum. You get it? You ready to try?"
She looked around the room and closed her eyes. "Yeah. Sure. Give me a minute." She looked at the wine sloshing in the glass, giggled and said, "cum."
I went back to the camera and waited 'til she looked up. Her face was feral. I gave her quick simple instructions. "Tilt your head left... lean forward... look up at me." I took the camera off its tripod and moved closer. "Touch your mouth to the glass while staring at the lens. Okay, lick the rim of the glass. Slowly! Lick it again... Ohhh, Jer' is going to love these! Drink. Let it run down your throat. Feel it on your lips. Lick those lips, oh perfect! More!"
I glanced down and saw she had her legs spread very wide. I could clearly see the band of her stockings and some white soft thigh above. "I need that!" I pointed at her thigh. "Jer needs a picture of that thigh! Trust me here." I knelt down and focused on her open thigh.
She giggled and pulled her thighs further apart. "Just for Jer' right?" She nervously spread her thighs.
I snapped a few glorious pictures, and then slowly turned to the other thigh. Smiling up at her I whispered. "You smell so damn good."
"I'm not wearing any perfume."
"Oh... yes you are! You think we should take a few artistic photos? I mean, well, do you want to go further? ...just for Jeremy? We can shoot a few frames just for his enjoyment? Do you want to? ...he'll love it."
She smiled. Drawing a deep lusty breath she gently pulled her dress higher. Her voice was a hoarse whisper. "Yeah, let's give him a great present."
"Lift your dress up off your belly." I focused on the treasure before me. I nearly came as I focused on her glistening clit peeking out at me. "Oh, lord. Okay turn your head and close your eyes. Mmm, nice. Now look directly into the camera and think sexy... dirty thoughts of Jer'. Oh yeah! Perfect. Jussst, perfect!" After I was sure I had a perfect shoots of her baring her thighs and pussy I awkwardly stood and walked away. Pouring a large glass of wine I drank it all down as she laughed and giggled at my reaction and her own daring. Shaking my head, I went back to work.
I dragged a ladder over and climbed, shooting straight down. "You're damn good! Now... look straight up at me. Hold the glass to your chin. Smile." She was staring at the large bulge in my pants and grinning wildly.
"See, I told you its working!" I jumped down and moved closer. "Stop. Let's look at what we've got." I helped her off the stool and noticed a large slick left behind as she walked towards the desk. I slid my hand through it and brought it to my face. Her musky sex scent filled my senses. My dick was buzzing as I licked the palm of my hand.
Setting up the monitor I called up the pictures. "This is the first set. I see a nice lady looking into a camera lens. Nice looking lady, right? Soccer-mom." I smiled. "Now look at these." I called up the second set and we both got quite.
"Wow..." she whispered. "That's me?"
"yeah..."
"Damn. I'm turning myself on, Carl!"
"Um-hmm, imagine how I feel?"
"Oh?" she giggled.
"Are you ready?" I poured a large glass of port.
"Rrrready for what?" she asked hesitantly.
I turned around, a glass of port in each hand. "My blowjob, of course!" I laughed.
She inhaled deeply with a slightly sensuous grin and bit her lip. "You are kidding aren't you?" she smiled.
I laughed loudly, "Of course I'm kidding Lin'. Are you ready to try a real, professional, paying photo shoot?"
She took the glass of port I handed her and simply stared at me. I watched her cryptic smile and saw her chest heaving with her steady deep breathing. Her nipples stood out prominently. My dick was churning and my balls were humming. I could feel it was going to happen today.
"Here's what we're going to do. This wine we've been drinking comes from a small local winery, Vantage Wine, and they want an overtly sexual ad campaign. I think you're the girl to start it off."
She blinked at me a few times, "Overtly sesh, shexual? I'm drunk. Tell me more."
"These ads are going into men's magazines. The whole campaign has to fit with that market."
"But, me?"
"Well, you've seen the pictures we just took. Isn't that girl exciting enough?"
Lin' blushed and curled forward pulling her dress into her curled up fists, revealing her legs and thighs.
"Lin' it's just ads. You won't be the centerfold or in a pictorial or anything like that, but I gotta say, that body would be right at home there. We both know I'm telling the truth. Are you ready to give it a shot?"
"I want to, but I feel so lightheaded. I think I'm fucked up from all the wine. I'll tell you whut I will do... You shoot the pishures and I'll decide after I see 'em!" She smiled and let her eyes roam my body. "Carrrll, you like lookin' at my body doncha?"
"It's getting warm in here." I took my shirt off and climbed the ladder again. I shot several pictures of her smiling shyly up at me.
"Carrrl. You realllly think I could fit in next to a centerfold? You realllly think I inspire that sort of ...interest?
"Hell yes, you do."
"Then lemme see!" She grinned.
"Let you see what?" I clicked away.
"Prove that I belong in a men's magazine buster! Lemme see how I'm affek-ting you, Carl." She sat back with her legs spread wide flashing her slick pussy at me.
"Ooooh, god! You want to see how you affect my cock?!!" I shook my head in disbelief. "You don't already know how you're affecting me?!!"
Her dark eyes flashed seductively, "Shooow me, Carrrrl." She purred.
I felt my cock growing larger at her gaze and her desire to see it. I slowly set the camera down and unzipped my pants.
...to be continued.

This story was erotic fiction. Don't go expecting real people to act this way! You'll get hurt trying! Sex with a real person is a whole different animal! (-and a lot more fun if you're doin" it right!)
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