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Chapter 3:
A few days later, I was sitting in a cafeteria at school, when a young woman sat down at my table. I did not recognize her but she addressed me by name, introducing herself as Jackie, a friend of Candice’s. She was very pretty, with thick, silky blonde shoulder length hair. Her lips were full and her face nicely rounded. Her skin was very smooth. Her eyes were her most striking feature – large, green and cheerful. And, it seemed, mischievous. She wore a tight red sweater that emphasized her firm breasts, and had a wholesome, healthy, very clean-cut look. I apologized for not knowing who she was, as she obviously knew me.
Smiling she told me, “Oh don’t apologize… we haven’t met before. I only know you from some photographs Candice shared with me.”
My heart skipped a beat as she smiled even more wickedly.
“I liked them a lot. In fact I’d like to talk to you about modeling for an assignment I have to do for my advanced photography class.”
She took out her phone and said she was texting me the information.
“I hope you can make it. I’d hate for those images to be posted somewhere where anyone could see them.”
Her accompanying smile was teasing and knowing, the threat unstated, but unmistakable. Without waiting for an answer she got up and walked away from the table. Her long legs, topped by a round bottom, were encased in a pair of tight blue jeans. As she got to the cafeteria door, she turned, smiled, and waved at me.
My phone had a new text. It was a room number on a campus building, with the time, “7pm tonight,” and attached was a picture of me naked on all fours licking Josie’s feet!
I angrily called Candice, who laughingly confirmed that she had shared the images with her friend Jackie, and then abruptly hung up.
Precisely at 7pm, I knocked on the door indicated on the address. It was a room in the arts building labeled as a “lighting studio.” Jackie answered and told me to come in. She was wearing a light summer dress that clung to her body and came half way down her thighs. The room was very large, with lights set up in a couple of corners.
Holding a camera in her hand, Jackie told me that she was working on a very sensitive project – a series of shots of the male sexual organ.
“I’m so glad you agreed to be my model … Take your clothes off in the corner there and stand under the lights.”
Agreed?
As I hesitated, she took me by the hand and led me to one of the corners, reminding me how easy it was to send electronic images.
As I started disrobing, she explained that she had always wanted to do a series like this – some very close-up shots of a cock in various stages of arousal – but could never find a man willing to pose. I was assured that my face would not appear in any shot – unlike the ones that Candice had taken.
As I removed the last of my clothes, I stood before her stark naked, my hands in front of me cihangir escort as some kind of shield. Directing me over under the lights, she instructed me to stand up straight and hold my hands together behind me, out of the way. The lights were very bright and warm and highlighted my nakedness even more. There was no hiding here, psychically or physically.
Jackie moved to me and kneeling before me started to shoot my cock from a very close angle. She moved around and shot me from the side. My cock was soft as I was still very nervous.
Telling me to lie down on the floor, she kept clicking away. Then kneeling at the side, she casually reached with her hand to move my cock slightly to one side as it lay against my stomach.
“Okay, I want some with it semi-erect. Use your hands to make yourself hard … but not too hard.”
With the camera barely a foot away, I reached for my cock and started to caress and squeeze myself. The clicking camera above me recorded it all.
Telling me to spread my legs, she shifted to kneel between them as my cock hardened. She knocked my hand away from my cock and told me to cover my face as she was going to take some from a very low angle.
As she said that, she slithered down on to her stomach so the camera was literally looking at me from the ground.
“Wow, your balls look so big from this angle … Spread your legs wider.”
Taking a few more shots, she then stood, moved over my head and placed her feet either side of my shoulders, facing my feet. As I looked up I saw red panties under her dress.
Then slowly, she started to kneel down so that her ass was just above my face. The camera kept clicking. Leaning back on her heels she flipped the back of her dress up so that it covered my head, and brought her pantied bottom to my face. I smelt her intoxicating odor as she ground her ass against my face. I wonder what someone would have said if they walked in on this?
Almost giggling she said, “You know, you must like this because your cock is getting bigger by the second. Candice told me what happened when you kissed her ass. These are great shots, by the way. I’ve never been able to observe a cock getting hard like this before. This is going to be a great show!”
Still clicking away, she stood and moved between my legs again, staring down at me. I looked up and felt as humiliated as I could possibly imagine. Smiling, she gave me the next instruction.
“On your hands and knees.”
Resigned and defeated, I rolled over to my stomach and then pushed myself up. She stood behind me as I kept my legs closed.
“I’m not interested in your ass… as cute as it is. I want to see your cock. Spread your legs wider.”
As I did I could feel my cock and balls hanging down between my legs. Seemingly not satisfied, I felt her foot nudge my legs even further apart. Looking under me through my legs I saw that she had taken a kneeling position behind me. This was mecidiyeköy escort the most exposed I had felt, because from this angle she had visual access to all parts of me.
I heard her get down on the floor and when I looked between my legs again, I saw that she was lying on her back with her face (and camera) below my genitals. Her face was literally six inches away from my cock.
“These are wonderful angles” she observed.
Slithering out and standing up, Jackie told me to also stand. Saying that the preliminary shots had been taken, I was informed that a hard erection would be required for the rest.
We were both standing now, facing each other. The only difference being she was clothed, and I was stark naked, waiting for instructions.
Crossing her beautiful legs at the ankles, folding her arms, so that her left hand held the elbow of her right arm, which loosely held the camera upright close to her face, she smirked questioningly at me, her eyes telling me what I had to do.
I froze, until she sternly ordered,
“I want to see a hard cock, now!”
I started to masturbate my semi-erection into a full one. This time she did not move but just stood there watching me. It was as if this was the first time she was really seeing me, rather than being concerned with the photograph.
It did not take me long to get hard, although her amused eyes made it seem an eternity. When I stopped and rested my hands at the side my cock stood pointing in a 45-degree angle towards the ceiling.
Slowly, Jackie started to circle me, almost like she was stalking her prey, looking for weakness. Reaching my front, she started to shoot my cock, now hard and erect, from all angles.
Moving a chair under the lights, Jackie then told me to take a seat and to spread my legs wide out in front on me, bent at the knees. She knelt in front of me and brought the camera close to my genitals.
“Play with your balls with your fingers. Just gently flutter over them.”
I did as directed and felt a fresh wave of humiliation.
“OK, now with your other hand just touch the underside of your cock, just where it’s sensitive.”
I hesitated and she quickly brought her fingers to my penis and started to rub the spot where the shaft meets the head.
“I always think this spot is like a clitoris. I’m surprised that men don’t pay more attention to it. It seems to be very sensitive.”
As she removed her fingers I took over. She was certainly right about the sensitivity.
“OK, that’s good. Rub a little harder. I want to see just a bit of fluid come from the tip.”
Sure enough, with one hand fluttering over my balls, and my other hand stimulating my “clitoris,” within a minute there was a drop of pre-come on the tip of my penis. She told me to stop and hold my cock up as she kept shooting away. My penis appeared hard and erect as I held it at a 90-degree angle at the base with my fingers.
“OK, now I want you to very kurtuluş escort deliberately and slowly jerk off with your right hand. Not too fast because it will spoil the shot.”
She was now kneeling in front of me, her camera less than a foot away from the action.
“Keep your cock upright and just move your hand. Don’t move it back and forth. Just up and down. And don’t come until I tell you.”
The precise instructions for what is an essentially personal act sharpened the humiliation even more. Jackie moved around to the sides to get all possible angles.
“OK, stop for a second, I need to change the angle of the shot. Go and lie flat across the top of that stool over there.”
With my hard cock leading the way made my way to the stool. I sat on it and then leaned back as far as I could. My back was arched and my legs hung down., so that my cock was the highest part of me. It was not comfortable, but I was flexible enough to do it without pain. As she continued shooting, I was instructed to carry on masturbating in the same manner as before, hand deliberately up and down.
After a few minutes, she told me she was ready for the ejaculation shot now. I was to masturbate until I was ready to come. When it started, I was to remove my hand and hold my cock upright with the ends of my fingers. Jackie would be kneeling down between my legs taking the shot so all the camera would get was an isolated shot of my balls and cock, without hands, erupting with sperm.
“If you don’t get this right we’ll have to come back tomorrow, babe,” she warned.
Realizing that my fate was literally in my own hands, I concentrated on her instructions, and within a minute I was ready to come. As my orgasm started, I removed my hands and pointed my cock to the ceiling with the ends of my fingers at its base. My sperm flew up at least a foot into the air as I let loose. I heard the camera going off in a series of short bursts as the sperm landed on my stomach.
As I finished spurting, Jackie told me to remove my hands to the side but not to shift from my lying position over the stool, as she wanted to get the post-ejaculation shots as my cock softened.
Jackie’s observation of this most private act seemed almost worse than her recording of the climax. She moved around the stool as my cock returned to a relaxed state against my stomach. At one point she was over my head and moved her legs on either side of me so my face disappeared under her dress again. Without the arousal, all I had this time was the humiliation. Leaning forward, I felt her hand on my cock and balls, softly caressing them.
“To think that this was so big and hard just a minute ago. I’m always amazed at the change that men go through.”
As she wiped my stomach clean with a wet towel, I was told I was free to get dressed and leave.
In a strange way, getting dressed in front of her was just as bad as stripping, now that any anticipation or arousal had passed. All that was left was the embarrassment and humiliation.
As she held the door open for me, she smiled and said,
“I’ll be touch to let you know what my professor thought of them. I really hope she likes them. I would love these to be part of the show she puts on at the end of every semester.”
She? Show?