The Photoshoot 3

It was a little after 8 pm by the time we made our way into the studio. Munya had the clothes he wanted me to wear for tonight's shoot all laid out. I noticed that he had got an old-fashioned chaise lounge somewhere, it’s one of those things that had just one arm and no back on it. He had set it in the middle of the floor. Around that he had material draped from the ceiling to the floor and over other boxes and stuff. It looked pretty cool when it was all lit up....

I went over to see what clothes he had selected. Most were pretty routine things, but mixed in was some lingerie including some of my nicer bras and panties Munya had more wine down there and we all refilled as he explained what he wanted to do. It seemed pretty simple, really. He wanted to start off doing a play on textures and tones. Mark would be in rough clothing, like a shirt and blue jeans to start and I would be in a softer flowing or silky thing.

I was a little nervous and it seemed Mark was too, but after a few minutes we started to get silly and enjoy ourselves. As it happens in most of my shoots with Munya, he sets the scene and then I just kinda move around and try to give him some interesting poses. I took the lead here as we started and Mark seemed to have a sense for it too. I guess because he was a photographer/artist as well....

The first shots were maybe a little clumsy as we tried to find our way, but it started to slowly evolve. We changed clothes a couple of times, me wearing different textured items, like a sweater with jeans, then a dress and silk blouses and such. I could tell that Munya wasn't getting quite the shots he was looking for. He was changing the lights and trying different angles, but it just wasn't happening for him.

He asked me to change into this really nice white piece of lingerie. It was very sheer with the matching panties and bra to wear under it. Both of those were pretty sheer as well, but with the combination of materials, it only hinted at how provocative the outfit was. I agreed somewhat hesitantly, deciding to wear this white silk robe over the top of it all, at least at the beginning. I figured that way I could get comfortable and then shed the robe as the shoot progressed, I knew Munya was trying to get a spark going.

Munya didn’t say anything when I came back into the room wearing the robe. He just started arranging us for the shoot. Mark was just wearing his blue jeans; his shirt was gone. He had a pretty ripped body with no hair at all on his chest. I guess I didn't expect him to be so built, it’s not something you could tell from the way he normally dresses.

Right away, I could see that Munya was happier with this set of shots. As this series progressed, he had me loosen the tie on my robe until it was hanging open and then finally take it off entirely. I was still a little nervous, but Mark didn't seem to be paying any particular attention to my more exposed state, so I tried not to worry about it either. It wasn't like it was terribly revealing, but it still felt pretty exhilarating to actually be modeling like this with a guy from school. Somehow naughty I guess, and I liked it. I'm sure the wine may have had something to do with my mood just then too.

Munya took some shots of me facing the camera with Mark behind me, his hands folded on my belly. The contrast was great, his dark hands on my white silk material... Munya had me turn around so that I was standing facing Mark. He told me to lift my arms straight over my head and then told Mark to take the helm of lingerie coverall and slowly lift it up over my head. I told Munya that I thought it work better if I was facing the camera with Mark behind me.

He agreed to try it like that and turned around to face him and raised my arms over my head, I watched in the mirror as Mark lifted the sheer garment up over my head, I could hear the camera clicking away. Munya had him remove it entirely, all the time shooting away.

I knew that with the coverlet removed, I might as well be naked. I did still have on the bra and panties and even though they were pretty much transparent, somehow having those on made me feel a little more comfortable. I could see my reflection in the mirror behind Munya. My nipples were dark and straining against the delicate material of the bra. A regular bra can't conceal my nipples when they get hard, this bra only served to show them off more.

I could also see in the mirror that Mark's eyes were locked on my body as well, staring down at my breasts. I don't think he even knew that I saw him staring at me. I could feel butterflies in my belly at the look of hunger on his face. My nipples reacted to his gaze by getting harder than they already were. I looked over at Munya but he seemed totally oblivious.

Munya had Mark move up closer behind me and put his arms around my waist again locking his hand together. He took a bunch of close-ups of his hands on my white belly. Then I put my hands on his and he took some more shots. Finally, Munya had to reload his cameras. He came up close and whispered that I change into my white terrycloth robe and to lose the bra and panties. I looked at him, questioning him with my eyes, but he turned and walked to the darkroom to reload his camera ignoring my look.

I went into our bedroom and changed as he asked. I guess I figured that he knew what he was doing and besides, it was kind of kinky, exciting to me. When I came back in, I stood there as Munya figured out where the next shots were going to be.

Once he figured it out, he had Mark stand behind me again with both of us facing the camera. Munya then untied the front of my robe. I gave him a look because he knew I wasn't wearing anything underneath, but again, he just ignored the look. He didn't open it up all the way to reveal anything, but enough so that it was open to below my belly button and showed all the skin between my breasts just barely concealing my nipples. I have very firm, small breasts and when I looked down, I could clearly see them. Munya then positioned Mark's hands on the bare skin of my belly clenched tightly so that the veins stood out...

Marks hands were dark and rough against my soft yellow skin... Munya again focused on the hands and finally backed up to get a full shot. He asked Mark to bend over my neck like he was nuzzling my ear and had me lean my head back into him. When he moved in against me like that, I could feel that he had an erection as it pressed into my butt. Munya continued to shoot and when Mark took my earlobe in his teeth, I laid my head back even further. "Great", Munya said and got a close up of Mark nibbling on my ear. OK Mark, bring your hands up and slip the robe off her shoulders...

When the robe dropped off, my breasts were revealed and I bought my hands up to cup them and keep them hidden from view. Mark put his hands back down over my lower belly and Munya snapped a couple more shots Munya next directed Mark to place his hands over mine, he moved his hands up to cup mine over my breasts. I was a bit shocked and very aroused by what was happening. I could tell Munya loved it though. He came over after some shots and changed the position of the fingers on both of our hands to make a better shot and coincidently reveal a nipple. I could feel Mark's warm hand touching the erect nipple. Munya took a bunch of shots of us like this and Mark seemed to be enjoying things so far too.

The problem was that I was starting to like it as well..........