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An unexpected Film Shooting
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The contents is 100℅ not from me, just added some local flavours to enhance the story. -------------------------------------------- It was a warm spring day on the quiet country lane. An idyllic setting, and the perfect backdrop. “That’s it Sophie darling. Hold for a bit longer…love it. More attitude…perfect,” the middle-aged photographer enthused. “James, adjust the reflector a bit higher. Tina, please check her hair. Sophie, this time with your sunglasses on, thumb out and holding the suitcase. Picture yourself back in France, Papa has taken away your credit card, and you need to hitch a ride to join your friends in St Tropez. Yes, that’s it. Pout a little more…make them want to stop. Now cross those never ending legs of yours…excellent. That’s the money shot!” That the shoot seemed to be going well was a major relief for the inexperienced teen. As a freshman living in a big city she was struggling to make ends meet. And her parents refused to send more money, already shocked by how much her US based art degree was costing. So she had jumped at the opportunity to earn a little extra money when a talent scout had spotted her on campus. And here she was, making $250 for a half day catalogue spread. “That’s a wrap,” Bill announced, putting his camera down, “great work everyone.” A small round of applause broke out before everyone got down to packing up. After saying goodbye to the team from the clothing company, Sophie fell inline next to the photographer as they walked back to his car. Exhilaration still coursing through her veins. “It was nice of them to let me keep this last outfit. What do you think Bill…it went well…right?” But she already knew the answer. For as long as she could remember, the blonde was accustomed to being the center of attention and having people go out of their way to please and praise her. Even in Paris she could stop traffic, and that was saying something. And although kind hearted and hardworking, it would have been unnatural is she hadn’t learned to exploit her looks. So success in modeling seemed predestined. “Fabulous,” he gushed, “You’re a natural kid. And the road trip theme suited you perfectly. Spoiled rich kid meets hippy brat. You killed it. The camera loves you.” “This is so exciting I can hardly believe it’s happening...” Bill looked at her, scratching his gut through a worn Metallica t-shirt, “Don’t sweat it. You’re gorgeous, good at following instructions, and have that sexy French thing going on. That’s all it takes in this business. Well…that and the right connections.” “What do you mean?” “It’s quite simple really. Looks and skill get you only so far. Ultimately it’s the agencies and photographers that pick the models. So you need to have a network of supporters if you want the best jobs. Do you have representation yet?” “No, I hadn’t even thought about it,” she answered, somewhat embarrassed, “I mean…I only intend to do this part time. How about the casting agency, maybe…” “Wrong move,” he sighed, shaking his head, “You don’t want to start out on the wrong foot. Let me help you with the right introductions...” “That would be amazing,” she fawned, grabbing his arm like he was a long loved uncle. Bill’s unsightly assistants followed a few yards behind. James the deadbeat redneck, and Tina the bland brunette. Their gargoyle like features an ironic joke given they spent their days surrounded by such beautiful creatures. Reaching the car, Bill looked at his iPhone and let out an unexpected whoop. Causing Sophie to jerk her head, inviting further explanation. “Forgive me, Princess. But when I saw your casting portfolio I knew you had massive potential. So I took the initiative and forwarded some samples to a client of mine. A wealthy photography connoisseur that commissions work for her personal collection. She is offering you up to $400 for another shoot right now...If you are up for it…” “$400! Bien sûre, of course!” she jumped. "I have to warn you though. The client likes racy photos, so we would be sailing close to the wind…” "Allez, let's do it,” she responded, brimming with naïve energy, not thinking beyond the money. “OK,” he chuckled, running a hand through his thinning greasy hair, “But before anything, let’s find somewhere to grab some chow. We will need the energy. Then we can return here once the light is more dramatic in the afternoon.” ------------------ A few hours later they were back, parked on the now deserted lane. Everyone gathered beside the old Buick, well fed and relaxed after a couple of beers. “Right, this isn’t commercial work anymore, its art. So let’s create something magical. Sophie, the collection our client is putting together is titled ‘Beauty and the Beast’,” Bill explained. Eliciting a giggle as he pointed to her and then James, making it clear which was which, as if it hadn't been obvious. “It is about the fine line that separates us from our primal instincts, and it explores the darker side of human nature. Our duality if you will. We use different scenarios each time. And since we have already spent the morning working ‘on the road’, let’s continue with the whole hitchhiking theme. We haven’t done that one yet.” The blonde nodded, lapping it up, imagining how proud her professors would be that one of their freshmen wasn’t just learning about art, but at the cutting edge. Wrapped up in the moment, she didn’t notice the knowing glances that passed between the other three. “Sophie darling,” Bill continued, disrupting her daydream, “We need this piece to be really powerful, and for that I need you to feel both vulnerable and empowered. So I want you to remain in that outfit, but without anything underneath.” “Pardon?” she wheezed. “You heard me. Off with your underwear,” he reiterated, as if it was a perfectly normal request. It caught her off guard. But it shouldn’t have, he had warned it would be risqué. And analyzing the situation she quickly decided it wasn’t a big deal. After all, she would still be wearing her jean shorts and white tank top. So she cast around for somewhere to change. “Really?” he said, addressing her like a child, “we don’t have all day, or we will lose the light. Just change here, nothing to be shy about amongst friends. Besides, you’ve been changing outfits in front of us all day.” ‘Yeah, but I always had my underwear on!’she wanted to say. But still, Sophie didn’t want Bill to think she was some kind of prudish amateur. And besides, back in France going topless at the beach whilst wearing a thong was pretty normal, and she often got a thrill out of the exhibitionism. So with a deep breath, she hooked her bottoms and yanked them down. Granting the gawkers a tantalizing glimpse of her cute young slit and tight round buns. “There,” she said triumphantly, the designer ripped shorts back in place. “Lovely,” Bill confirmed. “Now the bra...” “Bra?” “I said underwear, didn’t I? That includes the bra of course. Am I going to have to repeat everything?” “No, sorry…” “Good, because we can just call this whole thing off if you are not mature enough to handle it." “Pardon, Bill. I am. Je promets." He huffed, folding his arms impatiently. His expression making it clear that she had better be more cooperative. And she obliged, her perky B cup breasts and cute pink nipples briefly springing into view, bouncing hello as they were freed from her bra, before being covered back up again. Satisfied that she was every bit as delicious as he had imagined, Bill got the shoot started. And his requests and angles were indeed provocative. Asking her to bend over and pick up the suitcase while shooting from behind. Having her lean into the window to ask James for a lift while shooting down her top. And although it felt a little seedy to begin with, the model slowly eased into the role. Learning to enjoy the cheeky eroticism that came with hinting at her underlying nakedness whilst not actually flaunting it. Reveling in the crew’s attention, even if they had looks that only a mother could love. |
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Re: An unexpected Film Shooting
“Great work so far,” Bill chirped.
“Now it’s time to move to more committed shots. Sophie my star, you are welcome to stop things any time you want. But of course you would then forfeit the payment as the client wouldn’t be getting everything she wanted. Understood? Good. Now hop in the passenger seat and let’s go for gold. I want both of you looking forward, as if you’re moving. Tina, please set a backlight reflector here as I want Sophie glowing like an angel. That’s it. Now, James. The scene is that you are trying to take advantage of the stranded girl you just rescued. So I want you to put a hand on her thigh, and then try and molest her through her shorts…” A whirl of blonde hair flew as Sophie’s piercing blue eyes questioned his intentions. “…and I want you to indignantly stop him. Make him understand that you are definitely not that kind of gal,” he finished, mollifying his muse. “Yes. Frown a bit more for me darling. Excellent. Now James, work your hand, just like that. And…No, No. Push it off again with more force Sophie. I want to feel how insulted you are. Yes, that’s it. Again, with more passion. Perfect.” “OK, relax for a moment. We are going to do the same again, except this time I want to portray the darker side. This time you welcome the attention. Maybe you haven’t been with a man for a while. Maybe, although impossible to believe, you find James attractive. Whatever it is, you are into it. That’s how we represent the duality. Got it?” Sophie nodded apprehensively, not entirely sure she did get it. But after growing up in the French school system, where children were taught from a young age that authority was never to be questioned, it was still a reflex to trust and obey those in charge. Nonetheless, a shiver ran up her spine when the callused hand returned to her soft skin. ‘Relax. Breathe. Be professional.’ She reminded herself, closing her eyes, trying her best to go with the flow. Convincing herself it would all be worth it. “That’s it. Brilliant. I like the closed eyes. Let yourself go Sophie. Feel the character. Separate your legs a little more…more…that’s it. Remember, you’re enjoying it." And the heavenly blond obeyed with trepidation, gingerly opening up, leaving herself vulnerable to the groping hand. Biting her lip as it arrived at her crotch, cupping through the denim, pressing against her sensitive love button. “Look up at me angel. Perfect. Raise your hips and give me a sexy moan. Yes. And again. Perfect.” And as much as she hated herself for it, Sophie flushed, unable to control the rising heat in her loins. “OK, that’s enough,” Bill croaked, putting his camera down. “Incredible work gorgeous. I’m starting to think you lied to us about this being your first time.” The heavy breathing teen slowly opened her eyes, appreciating the complement. “This time James, the scenario is that you parked the car somewhere remote so that you can take advantage of the young damsel more easily. So reach across and start unbuttoning her shorts…and Sophie,” he added quickly, sensing her concern, “I want you to stop him with a slap to the face. Not too hard mind you. But with enough oomph to look real.” The young subjects looked at each other, smirking apprehensively. Yet neither objected when Bill cued them. And no sooner had James made contact… SLAP! “Fuck! That hurt Sophie. I barely touched you for God’s sake.” “Sorry James, I guess I’m a bit jumpy.” And they held each other’s gaze for a moment, before breaking out in tension induced giggles. “Nice work you two. Great chemistry. OK. Now for the other side again. This time Sophie want to feel your anticipation as James unbuttons your shorts and simulates reaching inside. I want to feel how desperate you are to be touched. Can you do that for me?” The request was met with darting eyes as she sized up the situation. Looking at Bill, the burned out rocker. Then James, the ugly hick. And finally Tina, the frumpy hairdresser. Who, sensing uncertainty, opened the passenger door and knelt by her side. “Sweetie,” she whispered calmly, “All the big supermodels started out where you are right now. And with Bill’s help you could easily become a household name. But trust goes both ways, and he put his faith in you when you agreed to do the shoot. So come on. Let’s nail this and make you rich and famous.” The encouraging presence of another woman gave her courage. And keen to live up to her own inflated expectations, Sophie nodded, turning to James with a friendly warning. “You better not take advantage…” “Scouts honor ma’am,” he joked, raising two fingers, causing the crew to cackle like hyenas. “Relax and close your eyes honey, it will make it easier,” Tina suggested as she reached for the reclining lever. Apprehension in the pit of her stomach transported Sophie back to her dentist’s office. The way her torso fell with the cracked leather seat, the glare from the bright reflector light, and the reverent hum of professionals getting ready. Her pulse accelerating as the front of her shorts peeled open. Inhaling loudly through clenched teeth as warm fingers pushed past her trimmed pubic hair and round the contour of her mound, wedging themselves snuggly between her soft folds, and pressing against her agitated clit. “That’s it.” Bill encouraged, his own jeans filling uncomfortably. “You’re doing great,” Tina whispered, reaching across to hold her hand whilst discreetly reaching under her own skirt with the other. But the blonde barely registered their words as waves of joy involuntarily raced up her nervous system. Her hips taking on a life of their own, coyly grinding her increasingly moist slit against the digits of pleasure. Whimpers betraying her enjoyment. “Sophie darling, look at me,” Bill coaxed, “let me she the desire in those deep blue eyes of yours.” Obediently she raised her head. And upon opening her heavy eyelids was shocked by the unfolding scene. James playing her privates, Tina’s lustful gaze, and Bill recording it all on camera. She was no virgin, but this was something entirely different. She felt like the star of an internet porn video, or the heroine in one of those Lush stories that she regularly read and masturbated to. But those indulgences had just been adolescent fantasies. Was it all a kinky dream? Confused, she oscillated between wanting it to stop, and wanting it to go further. All the while a glorious drum beat of sinful pleasure hammering away, promising ecstasy if she just played along. “OK, that’s enough,” Bill instructed. The sudden emptiness felt like an infinite void, and Sophie mourned the loss of stimulation, barely able to stop herself from picking up where James had left off. Bill had seen the same wanton expression many times before, and smiled, confident that she would indeed go all the way. “We need a few shots without the shorts now. I know it’s a big ask gorgeous, so it’s up to you. But remember, you have to go all the way if you want the pay.” A quiet tension settled across the confined interior as they waited for her decision with baited breath. A tension that only grew as the teen slowly shuffled out of her shorts and timidly covered up her modesty. |
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“Nice improvisation Sophie,” Bill encouraged, wanting to put her at ease, “very cute...you’re a natural. Play shy, tease me some more. Yes, perfect...very sexy. Now, move your hands so that we can get some unobstructed shots.”
But there was no immediate response from the seemingly paralyzed blonde. Tina had seen it happen before with other nervous newbies, and knew what to do. Taking Sophie’s hands gently but firmly, and encountering no resistance, she eased them out of the way. “There you go. That wasn’t so hard, was it?” she reassured, “Almost there now. Let's just open those incredible legs of yours.” The result took her breath away, as the cute and innocent innie pussy opened up to reveal an unexpectedly moist and ripe hole. “My word, that is a pretty pussy,” Bill whistled, “Tina, help her show it off for the camera.” Sophie heard the photographer refer to her pussy and cursed herself for how wet it made her. She had been brought up as a good, middle class girl, and wasn’t meant to be like this. Being objectified was meant to be an outrage, not a turn on. Being taken advantage of was meant to be a nightmare, not an aphrodisiac. It was like a visceral out of body experience as she imagined herself through the cameras lens. Years of fantasies running riot in her impressionable teenage mind, the Lush heroine fulfilling a craving she didn’t know she had. And yet somehow it made sense. Like there was a suppressed part of her psyche that had always been there, waiting to be released. And now, finally unmasked, she embraced her inner slut. Allowing Tina's hand to guide hers, as together they vigorously cupped, spread and rubbed. Filling the car with the squishy sound and sweet smell of fresh teen pussy. Encouraged by the moans and groans, the plumpy dyke surreptitiously slipped two fingers into the silky tightness. And not encountering any resistance, pressed her advantage, forcing the blonde to buck against a hard finger fuck. “Ready to go all the way with this shoot?” Bill asked pointedly, “even if it means having sex with all us?” “Y…E…S…” came the desperate reply. “Good girl. In that case Tina. If you want a clean feed I suggest you hurry up.” The brunette didn’t need to be asked twice, keen to appreciate the European flavour before the boys ruined her purity. Leaning in and spreading her wide, the little lesbian applied long hungry licks through the moist folds of hot pink flesh, relishing the musky aroma. Savoring the payback she always felt when taking advantage of a pretty girl. Imagining it was one of those cheerleader bitches that used to make her life a living hell back at high school. The wolves drooled as they watched and waited, knowing that the gorgeous French teen would soon be theirs. Lewdly rubbing themselves as Tina expertly brought their writhing beauty to an explosive orgasm. “Here, take the shots,” Bill instructed, passing Tina the camera as she wiped her chin and licked her fingers clean. And with his hands free, he grabbed Sophie’s exhausted and semi-conscious body, then together with James carried her out to the front of the car. Draping her across the still warm bonnet. “This won’t do, will it? We want to be able to see your magnificent tits as we fuck you,” he snorted. Ripping the white top violently apart at the seam. Leaving her heaving body in nothing but a thin sheen of perspiration and a designer necklace. And although Sophie was too ashamed to admit it, she couldn’t wait to be defiled. “Now, open up that supermodel cunt of yours for poor, ugly, James,” Bill barked vulgarly. The teen splayed her legs and spread her lips, showing off strings of sticky juice across her ready entrance, driving the men mad lust. James grabbed her ankles, and manhandling the model like a life size Barbie doll, dragged her towards the edge of the bonnet. Crudely pushing her knees down and apart, rubbing his bulbous head against her puckered hole, thrusting hard, prying her open with his fat cock. “Oh my God," they groaned in unison. James was in heaven as he forced his way deeper and deeper into the fallen angel. Sticky white fluid coating his tool as he pumped in and out like he was trying to exorcise her demons. Sophie cried out with every thrust, her eyes rolling back into her head as she welcomed the savage fucking. "You like that blondie, don’t you? Huh? Pretty girls like you are all the same. Looking down on guys like me. But here I am, fucking your brains out," he hissed, "and you're loving it." Sophie just grimaced and groaned. Hating that he was right. Bill should have reminded James to be more professional, but his mind had only one thing on it. Her wobbling tits and sexy mouth. Deciding she had room for one more, he moved next to her flushed cheeks and ran his hard purple head over her panting lips. Not hearing any objection, he grabbed a bunch of blonde hair, turned her head, and pushed forcefully into her inexperienced mouth. On her back, the beauty was spit roast by the wild beasts. Bill fucking her face and James charging her cunt. The pair taking it in turns to fondle and roll her cute pink nipples. Neither one of them caring about how she felt as they used her holes with abandon. But it didn’t matter, she loved being their fuck toy. She loved how dirty and slutty it made her feel. And she gave herself to them completely. Turning the tranquil countryside into Sodom and Gomorrah. “I’m…going... to... cum,” James finally snarled. Pushing in one last time as far as he could go, filling the young cunt with large spurts of Cajun cum. “Ohhhhh,” Sophie whimpered, in conflicted emotion. Disappointed at having been left so close to another climax, and shamed about what was happening and her primeval desire for more. But she needn’t have worried. Bill had already stepped round and was busy raising her legs over his shoulders. Unfazed by sloppy seconds, he thrust in like an animal in heat. He too giving the blonde everything he had. A lifetime of disappointment channeled into a depraved sexual high. |
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Arching her back and shuddering uncontrollably, Sophie's second climax arrived in a euphoric explosion. Squeezing the perverted old cock for everything it was worth as she convulsed in the most intense orgasm of her young life.
“Oh fuck, here it comes,” Bill grunted. Unable to control the total satisfaction of pumping into the extra tight and tremoring teen, he collapsed on top of her, depositing every last drop of his foul man seed deep inside. “Tina, quickly, pass me the camera,” he huffed, recovering. Setting it to video mode, he stepped back. Filming in awe as two men’s worth of cum exploded out of the messy used hole like an uncorked bottle of the finest champagne. “That’s the money shot,” Bill howled. THE END |
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Re: An unexpected Film Shooting
Thanks for sharing
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Re: An unexpected Film Shooting
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Re: An unexpected Film Shooting
Nice story, thanks TS
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Interesting story with pics!!
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Thanks for sharing bro!
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Nice videos!
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