Literotica Lover

Kenny rubbed at his eyes and forced himself to keep searching. He was now on craigslist looking under 'gigs' and had found quite a few local models looking for paid work. He clicked on the browser open to his G-Mail, but as had been the case the other two dozen times he'd looked in the last hour, no one was getting back to him.

The closest he'd gotten was the first CL ad he'd replied to where he'd-as he had with all of them- left his number. She texted him within five minutes which had gotten his hopes up. He said what he needed, and she responded with two pics of her in a black lingerie set.

She was damn hot and willing to do what he asked, but the deal fell through when she asked where his studio was, and he admitted it was his house. He knew that was going to be an issue and had checked with the building that rented studios by the hour and being Saturday, they were booked right up until closing.

Not that he could afford the hundred which would leave him with only $250 to offer a model. Most models were not going to do something risqué for a couple of hundred dollars for some no name kid who wanted them to come to his house. Kenny had himself to blame. He should have played it straight with the studio, and for that matter not gone with the theme he'd chosen.

Finding a girl to do some basic shots that he could take in the park, the beach, or anywhere in public would have been a lot easier and cheaper, but he'd wanted to punch out of his weight class and do something more difficult.

Josie's offer was sweet and well intentioned, but ridiculous. Even if he could put aside her being his sister, the harsh truth was she simply didn't have the look. Kenny tended to look at women, and even men at times, as a subject of a picture, paying more attention to their features than most people would.

Despite her efforts to be as plain as possible, Josie was a pretty girl. She still had the slightly round face of a girl who hadn't quite matured yet, and without makeup looked younger than she was.

Her baby face accompanied by her big brown doe eyes that peered out under beautiful naturally long lashes did little to dispel that look of childlike innocence. Her big, borderline goofy, smile didn't add any maturity to her either.

Josie's lips were full, and by far the most adult feature on her face, one that he knew guys noticed because of 'what they'd be good for'. But even those, in combination with the rest of her face, appeared more bratty than sensual.

She pouted for their father to get what she wanted, and Kenny was well aware a little girl pout could be seen as sexy, but in her case, with nothing else overtly sexual about her, it just came across as petulant.

As for her body, as her brother he'd never paid attention of given any thought to it. Even in the summer she wore loose t-shirts and her shorts tended to be loose fitting and down to her knees.

Josie hated the sun and never went to the beach and hadn't gone swimming since they went to camp when they were kids. Kenny really had no idea what she was 'hiding' as Danny put it, under her clothes.

Her crack the guys she'd been with liked what they saw unnerved him more than made him wonder if she had enough to work with as far as what he needed. Kenny checked his e-mails again, then leaned back in his chair.

It was quarter past one. Josie was late, but he was fine with that, it had given him time to look up to the last minute. She'd be pissed if he found someone, but she'd get over it. She'd probably be pissed, or worse, hurt, when he'd have to tell her she wasn't exactly qualified for the shoot.

No, he didn't have to say anything like that. He'd take a few pictures, then tell her it was too messed up and he didn't feel right. He had no doubt that would be true anyway. Kenny had only agreed to this because he could tell she wanted to help and wasn't going to let it go.

He heard a car door outside his window and pushing his feet on the floor, rolled himself over to the window. Josie's car, what else but a VW bug, was there, but she'd already headed into the house.

He heard her coming down the hallway, and after a brief knock, she poked her face into his room. "Sorry I'm running late; give me a half hour and I'll be in, okay?"

"Take your time."

"Hey!" she nodded her head in the direction of his desk. "You're still looking! You said you were giving me a chance to do it!"

"Don't worry, I didn't find anyone."

"You'll be glad you didn't when you see me all glammed up for you."

"Can't wait."

"I know you're humoring your little sister, but you'll see." She giggled and flipped something through the doorway. "Relax, will you?"

She closed the door, and Kenny got up and went over to see what she'd tossed in. He grinned when he saw it was a short fat blunt.

"You do rock, sis," he mumbled as he walked over to his desk and fishing a lighter out of the top drawer fired up the joint.

He didn't smoke as much as Josie but had to admit this might be just what he needed because his nerves were shot. He took a quick hit, then a second longer one, holding the pungent smoke in his lungs before slowly releasing it.

For the next few minutes, he idly scrolled through localmodelsRI, another site he'd found, puffing on the joint while he did some last minute, and fruitless searching. But at least he wasn't feeling as anxious and that would help him when it came to taking pictures.

What was he thinking? Taking pictures? This was still his sister and no amount of pot was changing that. But he was sure she was doing the same thing in her room so maybe they'd get some good laughs out of trying and then order pizza and spend the day binge watching something to take his mind off his impending scholastic doom.

He pinched the joint out before he smoked too much, then went over to his 'set'. He turned the lights on, and angled them so they were on the bed, but turned enough so they wouldn't cause glare from the white background.

Kenny's idea was to emulate a porn shoot in the sense the scenes were usually shot in naturally bright places, then enhanced even more by multiple lights. The effect was to make the actors stand out and eliminate the shadows of the cameramen walking around filming from different angles.

He looked at the small space between the camera and lights and his bed and decided to pull everything back a couple more feet to give Josie room to move around in front of the bed. Kenny knew there wasn't going to be much of a shoot but figured the least he could do was take the set up seriously.

He slung the cannon around his neck to take some manual shots, then set the Nikon to a rapid-fire setting. Each time he clicked the small handheld remote it would take three shots, moving faster than his finger could and catching all the action.

The first time he'd used it was taking pictures of the neighbor's dog, he'd jumped in the pool and when he shook himself off, the rapid fire had gotten the stills of the drops of water flying off his fur.

Kenny made sure he had the memory buffer setting turn on to save them all so he could take his time looking through them later and transfer the keepers to the actual memory card. Not that there would be many, but he'd make sure he'd get a few to give to Josie as a keepsake of her 'photo shoot.'

He sat on the folding chair he'd put behind the tripod and peered through the lens, ensuring he had the whole bed. Kenny tinkered with the zoom, making sure the partitions weren't visible at the head and foot of the bed.

Kenny picked up the bottle of water he'd grabbed from downstairs and took a few sips. He should go down and get another for Josie. A photographer needed to remember little things like having a cold drink on hand for his model.

There was a soft knock, and Josie calling. "You ready for your model, sir?"

"As ready as ever I guess," he called back. "And knock it off with the sir."

"Sorry!" Josie replied as she opened the door, then released a giggle that told him she'd been toking up. "Trying to be all profession-al, you know."

"Right," he held the Cannon up, adjusting the zoom so the shots he took with it would be close ups. He panned it along the bed, as Josie cleared her throat.

"Hey, camera guy, I'm over here. You don't want one of my entrance?"

"Nothing fun about coming into a room, but why not."

He kept the camera to his eye, turning towards his door. When Josie came into his view he lowered the camera.

"Wow look at you!" he exclaimed, genuinely surprised at her appearance.

"You like?" Josie smiled, her teeth a bright contrast to the deep red lipstick she wore.

"Damn, sis, you look great," he raised the camera, and she flashed another smile as he snapped a pic.

"A girl does what she can."

Josie had done a lot, and she'd been right, he couldn't believe he was looking at his frumpy tomboy sister.

Her long curly hair wasn't just down, flowing not just down her back, but she'd pulled some over her shoulders where it hung down over her chest. Josie had put some more curl into the front and styled it so long banana curls framed each side of her face.

In addition to the lipstick, which completely changed the look from bratty to sensual, she wore light blue eyeshadow and she'd thickened her already full lashes with mascara. She'd applied some blush giving adding color to her normally fair cheeks.

The look transformed her from a young still somewhat baby-faced girl to that of a woman. Not just a woman, but a beautiful one.

"Hi!" She raised her hand and waved to the camera, and Kenny noticed her nails were painted the same blue as her mascara.

"How about a kiss for the camera?" Kenny surprised himself with the suggestion.

It was a good one, would make a great shot, but the fact he'd said it gave him some hope that this could work. He'd been wondering if he'd be able to say anything to Jenna, but seeing Josie didn't know what she was doing, maybe he felt he could take control.

"Mua!" Josie puckered her lips, then put her hand out, blowing the camera a kiss.

"Stay like that." He took another still of her puckered lips, and sister of not, he had to admit it was a sexy little pose. Her lips, now defined in red, weren't just full, but perfectly shaped, and he had no doubt any guy seeing this pic would see it in the erotic tone he was aiming for. Thinking of how good they'd look...

"Whoa," he blinked and lowered the camera.

"What's wrong? I look silly?" Josie asked, her eyes going wide.

"No, I'm just um, surprised. You look beautiful."

"How about the neck down? Still think I can't cut this?"

He'd been looking at her face through the camera and hadn't noticed what she was wearing.

"I...wow again," he replied softly, too stunned to say much else.

Josie wore a short silky blue robe with black lace trim around the hem, sleeves and the part where it closed over her chest. There was a lot of chest showing between the black, as Josie had left the top open in a plunging V.

Kenny could see the curve of the inner half of her breasts and felt the first wave of unease. The lower portion was no better. The hem barely reached her mid-thigh, and his eyes worked their way down her surprisingly long legs.

Josie was on the taller side, but because of how she dressed, and the fact she was his sister, he'd never imagined she'd have long legs. Not just long, but there was nothing skinny about them.

Her legs were well-shaped and ended in a pair of blue shoes that featured a wedge heel that had to be four inches, and straps going across the top of her feet and tying around the ankles. Josie's toes were painted the same blue as the rest of her ensemble, and she wore a silver ring on each middle toe as well as a silver anklet on her left leg.

"What do you think?" Josie asked. "I mean, check it out, did the nails, did the hair, put stuff on my face, bought a sexy little lingerie set, some big girl shoes," she laughed, and did a quick spin for him. "What do you think?"

"You were right. I can't believe you're my sister."

"Sorry I couldn't do real heels, I'd fall on my damn face," she admitted while walking over to his desk and putting down her phone and a bottle of water. He'd been so caught up in her appearance he hadn't noticed them in her hand. "But these will work, right?"

"Yeah, it...it all works."

"You going to take some pictures or stare at me?"

"Sorry, just surprised. Why don't you look like this all the time?"

"Too much work, and when a boy likes me I want it to be for me, not my face or what's under the clothes. He gets to know me, and likes me? Then he gets to see this." She winked. "It's like a reward."

"Okay, sorry I asked."

"Well?" She put her hands out. "What next?"

"I think," he hesitated. As he'd suspected this wasn't turning out to be a good idea, but for the opposite reason. He'd thought his sister would embarrass herself by not being what he wanted.

He never suspected the problem would be he'd be overwhelmed in the other direction. His eyes kept darting to the soft curve of her breasts visible against the lace trim. What did she have on under there, and should he be seeing it?

"Let's go Mr. Director!" Josie clapped her hands. "Time's money!"

"Right!"

What was he worried about? If anything, this was fantastic, Josie really looked the part, and he should be able to get enough pics to have a shot at a passing grade. Way better than an F because he was weirding himself seeing his sister as a woman.

"Over here?"

Josie had walked over to stand in front of the bed directly in line with the tripod.

"Perfect." He walked up behind the camera and peered through the lens and picked up the remote "This is going to be clicking away and it catches everything, so don't just pose, I want you to keep moving, and I'll keep the best shots, okay?"

"Okay, but what do I do?"

"Just do whatever you think you'd do if you were posing sexy for the camera."

"What do you mean think? That's what I'm doing," she looked confused.

"I mean just do what you think will work."

"I thought you were going to tell me what to do?"

"If I do that it will look forced, its best for you to try on your own."

"Thought this was your shoot? Shouldn't you say what you want?"

"That's why people work with pros, they have an idea already. They work the stage and the camera. My job is to capture the best of that."

"Sounds like a cop out."

"Okay, fine," Kenny sighed. "So far I've taken pictures of games and people just going about their business. I've never directed a shoot, so I'm as lost as you are. That's why I wanted someone with experience."

"Oh." Josie frowned.

"You happy you got me admit I'm not sure what I'm doing? Bad enough I'm desperate enough to let my sister model for me, you need to make me feel worse."

"Hey, relax. Didn't you smoke? It's why I gave it to you, so you'd be chill."

"I did, and I'm still anxious." He took a breath. "I'm sorry I'm being like this. It's just embarrassing."

"Its okay, I'm just here to help." She giggled. "I get to freestyle?"

"Sure. If it seems stiff or not what I need I'll make some suggestions."

"Get me started," Josie put her hands up. "We can learn together. You tell me what to do first, then I go from there."

"Good idea, I have to learn this." He eyed her through the lens. "How about a hipshot?"

"What?"

"Hands on your hips, but you know, lean one way, like you're looking sexy."

Josie put her hands on her hips, then lowered her right hand while keeping her left on her hip and thrusting it upward.

"Good," Kenny snapped off a couple of shots.

Josie switched to the other hip, but this time smiled, a big goofy one.

"Don't smile like that, you look silly, not sexy."

"Sorry, I'm kind of stoned."

"Day like any other," he muttered. "Try looking series."

"How about this?

Josie grabbed the sides of the robe and opened it a couple more inches, showing off more of her breasts. It was the look on her face however, that caught Kenny off guard. Her normally wide eyes had narrowed and were staring intently at the camera. Her lips were parted, and she'd angled her face as if she were challenging him to do something.

"Yeah," he said quietly. "That's a good one."

Josie ran her hands up her chest and briefly held her face between her hands, her blue nails standing out on her skin. Her lips parted further, and her eyes had gone from wide and demure to intense, no more than that, smoldering would be the word.

Bedroom eyes would be another, the kind of eyes that dared you to come get it. Her entire face had that look, and his finger twitched on the button when she slowly licked her lips. He knew the Nikon was catching her pink tongue gliding over her red flesh and he imagined the great still he would get from it.

Josie ran her hands into her hair, then kept going, lifting them over her head and taking her hair up with it. She cocked her head the other way, this time sticking her tongue out and wagging it provocatively.

Kenny clicked away reflexively, which is exactly what he should be doing. A good photographer never missed a shot, they might get some crappy ones, but the gem that would be among them was the payday.

But as the remote clicked and the camera hummed, his mind was racing. Josie's look and expressions weren't just her trying to look sexy, they were downright sultry. There was nothing silly about how she moved her tongue across her lips or wagged it at the camera.

Nor was there anything silly about her eyes and general expression on her face. Her body swayed as she held her hair over her head, before letting it fall, purposefully letting it cover part of her face.

She stared at the camera with one eye concealed by the hair, then smiled. Unlike before, this wasn't the classic silly Josie smile, this one was sly, seductive and full of promise. Jeez, he'd read too many model reviews and critiques of shoots online when he used terms like that.

But it was true, Josie was blowing him away the way she'd transformed from his plain Jane stoner sister into this gorgeous and sensual woman. Josie wasn't done. She gave her head a toss, sending her hair back, another shot he couldn't wait to see, a still of her hair flying back.

Her hands went down her face, and with a sexy smile, she put her fingertip on her tongue and this time widened her eyes, and pushed out her lower lip, giving him a precious little girl look.

Josie slid her finger in front of her lips as if she were shushing him, her eyes now looking scared, as if she knew she were in trouble. His smile faded when she slipped her tongue out and proceeded to lick her finger.

She did it slowly, running it up one side of her finger, then down the other as if it were...Kenny didn't let himself finish the thought. Sister, this was his sister. But it was his sister who was now swirling her tongue around the tip of her finger, while staring boldly into the camera.

She proceeded to suck her finger into her mouth, and when she did, her eyes rolled back as if it were the best thing she'd ever tasted. Kenny could feel his face flushing and a lone drop of sweat slid down past his eye.

Josie was now bobbing her head, giving her finger a mock blow job. No, don't even think those things! What was wrong with him? In his defense, it was hard to think of anything else while watching his sister devour her finger like she was...

Taking part in an erotic photo shoot.

It struck him she was doing exactly what he needed her to do, so what was the problem? It was awkward, yes, but better than her being awful and him failing. Eye on the prize, he told himself.

Right now, his eye was on Josie who had mercifully stopped sucking her finger. His relief didn't last long when her next move was to run her hands down her body. She slid them over her breasts, pausing to give them a squeeze, and open her mouth in an exaggerated moan.

The problem was she released the moan, and Kenny wasn't sure if she did it so it would be more realistic than mouthing it, or she was...what, getting into this? No, she's not getting into it, and playing it up.

But the sound had an unwelcome effect on him, causing his face to grow hotter, and his finger to tremble on the remote. Josie's hands moved down her stomach, then over her thighs. She bunched the robe between them, causing it to rise and show her legs up to her hips as she bent over towards him.

His eyes flashed from the thin blue strings over her hips, making him again wonder what she had under the robe, then higher where her leaning over was showing off her breasts. He could see down to some blue lace on the lower portion of them.

Kenny was stunned by the fact they looked like they were on the bigger side. Not that he checked her out, but he couldn't recall ever noticing her breasts. That was as much a testament to how unflattering she dressed as much as a brother not giving any thought to his sister's boobs.

He tried to focus on the whirring of the camera as Josie gave a quick shake, bouncing her tits in the robe before straightening.

"Doing okay?" she asked, as she brushed her hair from her face.

"Yeah, you're doing a great job."

"Yay!" she clapped her hands and hopped up and down like a little kid, and Kenny felt a little better seeing her revert to the Josie he recognized.

"Keep going, right?"

"Yeah, keep it up, I'm getting some good shots."

"Nice!" Josie exclaimed excitedly. "I told you I could do this!"

"That you did." He found he was glad she'd stopped for a couple minutes because it have him time to try and process that fact his sister was somehow not just a legit hottie, but was more sexual than he'd wanted to think.

The looks, the way she used her tongue, sucking her finger, weren't something she could pull off without knowing what she was doing. Apparently Jim and whoever the other guy she slept with had been 'very happy' with his sister.

Why was he thinking that way? She wasn't just his sister, she was his model, and he needed to be detached, not be getting flustered.

"Going to get back behind the camera or just stand there staring at me?"

"Huh?" he shook his head. "I wasn't staring, just thinking."

"Oh, too bad. I was hoping you were looking."

"What does that mean?"

"I'm here trying to be sexy so if you were looking it would mean I was."

"You're my sister. I'm not going to look at you no matter what you do."

"Good to hear because you haven't seen anything yet, big brother." She pointed. "Lights camera, action, Kenny!"

This time knowing Josie was doing a good job, a little too good for his liking, he sat down in the chair and found her through the lens and picked up the clicker.

"Wait, I need some music." Josie walked over to his desk.

"There's no sound in the pictures," he reminded her while watching her.

His eyes were on the backs of her legs, again amazed at how good they looked, especially in the heels which brought out her calves. Why was he looking at her, he wasn't taking pictures? As if that thought had jarred him into action, he lifted the Cannon to his face and took two pictures of her from behind.

The first was her entire body, the second he zoomed in just getting the hem of the robe down to her shoes. He'd just taken a shot of his sister's legs. No, not sister, model, and his model had nice legs and that was why he'd taken the picture.

"I know that, dummy," she replied. "It will help be move better and stay in the mood."

Josie picked up the water and took several long swallows. She lowered the bottle quickly, and some of the water splashed onto her chest, and his eyes followed, watching it slowly drip between her breasts and out of sight beneath the robe.

Why did he keep looking at her? But again, like with her legs, he took a picture, catching the glistening water as it slid down her chest.

"Seemed like you had no trouble being in the mood." He told her, taking his frustration at himself out on her. "What was that shit with your finger?"

"You wanted erotic," she replied while putting the water on his desk, then removing her phone from the bag. "I thought that was sexy. You didn't?"

"It was awkward, okay? I'm watching my sister suck her finger like it was," he caught himself. "You know."

"You mean a cock?" she had turned when she said it and laughed at the look on his face. "A big, fat, hard cock? Is that what you were thinking?"

"Watch your mouth!"

"You just were, and I think you liked it," she said while scrolling through her phone.

"Why the hell would I like that? You're my goddamn sister!"

"I mean you liked it because it will make great pictures." She gave him a teasing smile. "What's the matter Kenny? You don't like the idea of your little sis sucking dick?"

"I don't like you talking like that!" His voice was rising, and she raised her eyebrows.

"Should we stop? Is this too weird for you?"

"No," he lowered his voice. "It is messed up seeing you act like that, but the pictures will be just what I needed. I may get a decent grade out of this."

"Then what's the matter?"

"I just don't need to hear you talking like that, okay? I know you've had sex; we don't need to discuss it."

"Lighten up, Kenny, you're worse than dad."

"Let's just get back to this." He let the Cannon hang from his neck as he once more looked through the camera facing the bed.

"Yes sir." She gave him a mock salute then pressed something on her phone and put it down on his desk.

She strutted back over to stand in front of him and as the opening notes to AC/DC's 'You Shook Me All Night Long came on, she put her back to him. Josie spread her legs wider, and swayed side to side, first slowly, then picking up speed as she once again took her hair up over her head.

When she let it fall, she pulled it over her shoulder, leaving him looking at the back of the robe. As she shook side to side, her hands were busy in front of her, and a moment later, she was twirling the ties to the robe by her sides.

She did a quick spin but held the robe loosely gathered in her right hand. More of her breasts were exposed, enough to show off the top of the lace bra she wore. It also left her stomach bare, and Kenny leaned forward, staring at the small silver chain dangling from her naval.

He pointed. "Is that real?"

"Shh!" she hissed at him, then shimmied down to the floor.

Her legs were wide open and with the robe hiked up he not only was getting a good view of her inner thighs, but a flash of blue between them. Josie remained squatting, her knees wide, and only a piece of the robe covering between her thighs.

With her free hand, she playfully pulled the robe to the side showing off her breast in the lace bra. She did it quickly, but Kenny swore the cup was all lace and transparent. Josie was once again giving him the come-hither stare as she closed her legs and let herself go forward on her knees.

She brought her hair up and thrashed wildly side to side, her mouth open, but her eyes closed, a look of pleasure on her face that he found disturbing as again, that couldn't be acted out without some experience behind it.

As her body moved side to side, the robe threatened to fly open, but somehow stayed on the inside of her breasts. Somewhere in the back of his mind, it occurred to him her breasts much be on the bigger side to hold the robe in place.

It did reveal the middle of her upper body, the skin between her breasts and her smooth flat stomach with the silver chain which flashed when one of the lights caught it. Jodie lowered her arms and gathered the robe tightly around herself, now looking up at him with her eyes wide beneath her long lashes.

She gave him a pout, her full lower lip, protruding and she somehow managed to get it to tremble. Josie remained in the demure pose, then broke the spell, by opening wide, sticking her tongue out and placing her blue painted fingertip on it.

Her eyes were still wide and pleading, and he thought, 'she's begging for it, begging for..." Maybe it was time to stop, Josie was taking it too far. Or was she? This was exceeding his expectations, not only with her, but at this point he wasn't sure Jenna would be doing any better.

But Jenna wasn't his sister. His sister who was now accompanying her pleading to have something in her mouth with soft moans and whimpers. Probably not that soft seeing he heard them even with the music going.

Yet his finger continued clicking and his eye glued to his sister as she now worked her way back to a standing position, her hips moving in a slow circular motion. Josie spun around so he was once again staring at her back. This time as she shimmied side to side, the top of the robe slid down, exposing her shoulders and upper back.

Josie pulled it up, then lifted the back of it, giving him a quick playful flash of her blue thong. Kenny's breath caught when he saw it was little more than string between her cheeks, and he'd just gotten a quick glimpse of her entire ass. She went back to the top, lowering the robe, but this time let it slide all the way down her back.

"What the fuck is that?" Kenny rose from behind the camera.

On Josie's back, between her shoulder blades was a colorful butterfly tattoo. It was damn big, taking up the entire middle of her back. Above it, in a flowing cursive font was the word 'Believe" and beneath in "In You."

It was the name of her Etsy store where she sold her bead jewelry and homemade dresses. The colors were amazing, hot pinks, purple, a variety of blues, but it was massive, large enough the strap of her bra went across the lower portion of it leaving a few inches of the wings beneath it. And it was a damn tattoo.

"Pretty isn't it?" She looked over her shoulder at him, and smiled, and his finger twitched on the remote as even being upset, somewhere in him he recognized it was a good pose.

"When did you get it?"

"A week after my birthday." She turned and looked over her other shoulder, posing in that direction.

"Mom and Dad know?"

"Mom does, she said don't tell dad for a while. Pays to dress like a bum sometimes, right?"

"You're nuts."

"I love it, and I heard it makes a nice bullseye."

Kenny passed on responding to that and dropped back in his seat thinking if Danny caught a glimpse of Josie like this he'd lose his mind. As it was he was wondering again if it were time to stop.

No, he couldn't stop now, she was doing well, and a part of him wondered what she was going to do next. He felt like someone gawking at an accident. You knew you shouldn't look but couldn't help yourself.

Josie had let the robe slide down to her waist and was once again twirling the ties by her sides. AC/DC ended and was replaced with intro to Zack Wilder's Porn Star dancing. What had she done, created a stripper play list?

The robe slipped lower showing the small of her back, and Kenny tensed, wondering if she were going to drop it to the floor. Technically it would be what he needed, but that quick flash of her ass a minute ago had stayed with him.

Did he really need a grade that bad; he'd take pictures of his sister's all but bare ass? Josie did a sudden turn, pulling her right arm out of the robe, and as she came around to face him, sent the robe falling to the floor.

Kenny's jaw joined it.

His sister, his plain, tomboy, little sister, stood before him in a blue bra the cups of which barely contained her disturbingly large chest. The inner halves of her breasts were visible as well as the top of them.

The cups only covered the mid to lower portion of her beasts and worse, consisted of blue lace. Transparent blue lace and through the lens of the camera he could make out the shadow of her nipples.

The bottom wasn't just a thong, but the skimpiest one he'd ever seen outside of porn. Two strings over her hips and a matching patch of lace that barely covered her...

"Jesus Christ!" Kenny came out of his chair so fast he knocked it over. "Josie, what the fuck?"

"What's wrong?" she looked down at her body. "Is it too much?"

"More like not enough!" he ran his fingers through his hair and noticed it was damp from sweating. "What are you thinking wearing that?"

"That its supposed to be a sexy shoot and jeans and a t-shirt wouldn't work."

"This can't work." He shook his head, "I can't do this."

"You've been doing it," she shrugged causing her breasts to jiggle and Kenny grew more flustered he noticed because he was having a hard time keeping his eyes off her chest. "What's the difference?"

"The robe was bad enough, but that?" He pointed, then quickly dropped his hand when he saw it was shaking. "You're three patches of lace from being naked."

"And Jenna was going to be modestly dressed?" Josie seemed annoyed. "Know what, Kenny? If you don't think I look good enough just say it."

"No, you look..." He stopped himself, what was he going to say? There was no way Josie could think she didn't look good, she wasn't that uncaring or oblivious, and she'd commented her boyfriends had no problem with her.

"I look what?" She prodded.

"A little too good!" he blurted, then regretted it. What kind of comment was that?

One that made his sister flash a typical big Josie smile; but even that infectious, and somewhat silly smile, looked far different through her blood red lips.

"Aww, you say the nicest things!"

"Josie, please put the robe back on, I can't see you like that. Way to messed up for me." He forced his eyes away from her and made a point to turn his head and face away from her.

"You can, you just won't." Josie made no move to pick up the robe. "You'd be having a field day if that girl showed up like this."

"Jenna isn't my sister."

"That's your problem," Josie sighed. "You see me and it's wrong, if you were seeing Jenna you'd be all hot and bothered. You're supposed to be seeing a model, right?"

"Right, but..."

"You said this isn't porn, its art, and the female body is beautiful. Last I looked I had a female body."

And then some." But aloud he said. "Right again."

"Then seeing this is your first real shoot, shouldn't you use this to practice everything including just seeing the pictures and the art, not my body?"

"A little easier said than done," he told her.

"Am I turning you on?" Josie asked.

"What? H...hell no!" he stammered caught off guard by the question.

"Then suck it up buttercup," she rolled her eyes. "Or think about a different career. No one else is here, no one who sees these knows I'm your sister, what's the damn problem?"

What was the problem? Sure, it was fucked up seeing his sister like this, but why was he so flustered?

"Think about it, this is no different than seeing me in a bikini."

"If you ever wore one," Kenny pointed out. "Maybe that's it. You show so little of yourself, I'm just having a hard time seeing this much of you."

"You want to be a quitter, I'll leave, but if you want an A, grow up and let's get going." She flipped her hair dramatically and spoke in a bad French accent. "I'm cooling off, darling."

Kenny couldn't help laughing at her.

"Oh, so you're a diva! Yes ma'am, you're right." The exchange made it feel more like hanging out with his sister, than anything weird. And it was art after all.

He sat back down. "Ready when you are."

As they'd been talking the song shifted to a song he didn't recognize, but the grinding sensual beat was fitting for the way Josie had resumed swaying in front of him. She ran her over her breasts and now bare stomach, pausing to lift the silver pendent under one blue tipped finger.

Kenny wondered how that would look as an isolated shot, but his attention quickly shifted back to her when she leaned over, her lips parted and a come fuck me expression back on her face. Her breasts hung beneath her, threatening to fall out of the minimal bra.

They weren't just bigger than he'd imagined, they were big in general, and through the camera his eye lingered on her round creamy flesh encased in blue lace. Bending over had caused the bra to shift and he dialed the zoom while he clicked away, and as her breasts came closer he could see the pink skin around her nipples through the lace.

Her erect nipples as when she straightened he could see them poking into the lace. Josie turned around, taking her hair back up to expose her entire back, and Kenny released a sharp breath.

Except for the string between her cheeks and the one across the top, her entire ass was exposed. Not just her ass, her amazing ass. Josie's cheeks were tight and firm, and although not big, had a nice round shape and there was a sweet curve to the lower portion just above her toned upper thighs.

Sweet curve? What was he thinking? He was thinking his sister had the finest goddamn ass he'd ever seen. Not just in person, but she could rival any of porn star he'd seen. The rest of her was equally perfect.

Her long legs looked even better from behind and the large colorful tattoo looked sexy as fuck in the middle of her otherwise fair complexion. Josie backed toward him causing his eyes to widen as she grew closer.

She stopped then walked in slow motion back towards the bed. Goddamn, these were going to be good pics as he watched her hips sway. Her ass however, barely moved, a testament to how firm it was.

Also proof of how he was having a hard time taking his eyes off of it. Laurie had been a cheerleader and had a damn fine body, but Kenny had to admit Josie had her beat. That though raised a red flag in his mind. What was he doing comparing his sister's body to an ex-girlfriend?

Josie stopped at the side of the bed and let her hair fall, and Kenny couldn't wait to see the stills of her long black hair cascading down over her back. That's better, back to why they were doing this, the pictures.

Refocusing on the project didn't last long as Josie bent over the bed, resting her hands on it, and pushing her ass out at the camera. She opened her legs further, exposing the blue strip between her thighs.

The material that covered his sister's pussy.

Kenny couldn't help the thought as he once again found himself zooming in until just her ass was in the frame. He was aware he was now breathing through his mouth and the room seemed much warmer than it had been a few minutes ago.

Josie's hand appeared, sliding between her legs and over the thong. Kenny's heartbeat faster while watching her caress the thong with two fingers. She pushed them harder, spreading the material around them and rubbed harder.

She was stroking her pussy in front of him! He thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head when she worked her fingers under the thong. There was a split-second glimpse of pink flesh and his now racing mind wondered if the camera had caught it.

She moved her fingers beneath the thong, her ass moving side to side. Kenny was struck hard by two revelations. The first, his sister wasn't just simulating masturbating, she was really doing it. The second realization was one that was far more concerning.

Kenny was getting hard.

As Josie's fingers moved under the thong his cock was quickly swelling. Josie removed her hand, and in a sudden burst of movement, rolled to the side so she was now sitting on the edge of the bed.

Kenny followed her with the camera, swiveling it on the tripod to keep her centered, and his mouth fell open when Josie made a show of first licking her fingers, then shoving them in her mouth.

Her fingers had been on her pussy, she was really tasting herself in front of him!

Had her fingers been wet before she licked them? He hadn't noticed, but he had a feeling he'd remember to look when he printed the pictures.

Josie put her hands on her knees, and spread her legs wide open, her toes on the floor, and her feet up and turned in showing off the shoes. A classic stripper pose, and another that left him staring directly between her legs.

Her tongue wagged lasciviously at the camera as she leaned back, propping herself up on her elbows as she pumped her hips. She did it slowly at first them faster and faster. Josie's mouth was open, her lips in a wide O and her eyes were wide.

She was simulating being fucked and Kenny knew he should drop the remote, get away from the camera and tell her to stop. Instead, he kept watching his finger now twitching more than pushing on the button.

He shifted in his seat as his now fully hard cock bent painfully in his shorts. Josie leaned to one side, and balancing on her right arm, slid her left hand over her pussy, and rubbed it. This time it was just the tips of her fingers and in one spot.

Her clit, she was rubbing her fucking clit through the thong. He backed the zoom out so he could see all of her, his attention darting from her fingers between her legs and her face where she was once again making as if she were experiencing pleasure.

The look was a little too genuine and he wondered if she was really turned from touching herself. No, how could she be aroused in front of her brother? Maybe the same way he was sitting there with a now aching hard on in front of his sister?

The music caught his attention when it switched to the opening scream of Buck Cherry's Crazy Bitch. Josie snapped back into a sitting position, and flashing a sultry smile lifted her light leg straight up in the air.

She moved it further to the right, opening her legs even more before slowly dropping her foot to the floor. She repeated the motion with her left leg, but crossed it over the other. Josie leaned forward, and undid the strap around her ankle, then sat back and wiggled her foot, letting the shoe dangle from it.

She kicked it off and laughed when it landed on the floor next to him, causing him to jump. Josie removed her other shoe in similar fashion then lay back on the bed. She lifted her legs, bending her knees to draw them back over her.

She grabbed her legs behind her knees, then slid her hands to her ankles, and pulled her legs back further. A trickle of sweat ran down his back as she opened her legs, and he was back to string at that two inch wide strip of blue that covered her pussy.

Unable to help himself he zoomed in again between her legs, and his cock twitched when he made out a patch of material darker than the rest. His sister was wet. Not just wet, but soaking through her thong wet.

Stop, we need to stop, this is getting crazy.

But he remained where he was, sitting there taking pictures of his sister cock teasing the camera. That wasn't a term a guy should use in regard to his sister, but there was no better way to describe it.

No, not true. The truth was it wasn't the camera she was teasing because he couldn't remember the last time he'd been this goddamn hard. What would he have been like with Jenna? At this point who was to say Jenna would have been hotter than Josie?

Kenny was beginning to wonder if part of his reaction was based on her being his sister. Seeing his sibling as not just a woman, but a sexy one, had more punch than seeing a professional model who made a living out of being hot.

He didn't know where that line of thought was coming from. Nothing Josie could do should have him hard and sweaty and thinking of her like that. That was sick and twisted and wrong in every way.

But how many brothers had ever seen their sister like this? Would they react the same? Maybe they would. Not that Kenny ever watched it, but a few minutes browsing any porn site would tell you sister and stepsister porn was a thing.

Right now, he was pretty much watching sister porn as Josie eased further onto the bed, then rolled onto her stomach. She opened her legs and bent them at the knees and crossed them at the ankles.

A pose straight out of a Penthouse magazine down to the way she was even showing her now bare feet with her blue tipped toes off. She uncrossed them, and rose onto her knees, pushing her ass in the air.

She reached back and grabbed her ass, spreading it open around the thong. Her hands looked amazing on her ass, especially her blue nails, and as she spread herself he was again fixated on her crotch.

Josie let her knees slide open she was almost flat on the bed, then pumped her hips while still gripping her ass. Her left hand withdrew from her ass, then appeared beneath her as she teased her fingers along her thong.

She slipped one inside and pumped her hips harder, and Kenny had no doubt her finger was inside her and she as driving down onto it. Crazy Bitch stopped and in the couple of seconds of silence before it was replaced by Motley Crue's Girls, Girls, Girls, he heard a soft moan that left no doubt she was really fingering herself.

Josie pushed herself up so she was now kneeling and pulled her hair up for him again. As before he admired the tattoo on the back, before his eyes worked lower, taking in her flawless ass cheeks as she knelt there.

In that position the soles of her feet and just the tips of her toes were exposed, and he realized she'd even made her damn feet look good. Josie got on all fours, and turned to the side, and threw her head back, her hair flying over and behind her.

From the side angle he admired just how large her breasts were as they hung beneath her. Josie rocked back and forth, lowering her head and raising her ass as if she were fucking someone doggy style.

She turned again so she was now facing him and leaned back, kneeling on the bed with her legs wide. Josie cupped her breasts and pushed them together, lowering her head and sticking out her tongue.

She bounced on the bed, flicking her tongue and Kenny groaned inwardly when he caught the hint that she was now acting as if she were tit fucking someone. God knows she could as she pressed her soft, impressive tits together.

Kenny's dick was throbbing and at this point his balls were beginning to ache. He was so hot he wanted to take his shirt off. He couldn't pretend or try to lie to himself that he wasn't getting turned on.

Only difference was a few minutes ago he'd have bene pissed at himself and tried to get her to stop. Now, he found he didn't care. Josie didn't know, just figured she was doing a good job as he clicked away, oblivious her older brother had a raging hard on inspired by her nubile young body.

"Hey," her speaking caused him to blink, and bring his mind mercifully from the way he'd been thinking of her. "Doesn't that thing have a timer?"

"Yeah, I can set it to snap a picture every few seconds, why?"

"Then do that and come over and get some close ups with the one around your neck."

"I can zoom with this." In fact, I've been zooming in on your damn pussy the last few minutes.

"You can get better angles over here," Josie paused and wiped at her face, which Kenny saw was as flushed as his.

He tried to tell himself it was just warm in the room and she'd been moving around, but deep down he knew she was red from a different kind of heat, the kind one experienced from being excited.

That and touching herself. Kenny wondered if maybe Josie was a closet exhibitionist and being in front of a camera was exciting her. He'd read articles where models claimed that was the case for them, and how they could get into racy shoots, but he'd thought it was the same contrived story as porn stars claiming they really loved it.

"I think I'm close enough." That wasn't a lie. He wasn't sure he could handle being much closer to her right now.

"I think you're being stupid about the sister thing again. You'd be right on top of Jenna with no problem."

"Honestly, I think I have enough."

"Honestly?" Josie mocked him. "I think you're chickenshit. That or half ass because if you didn't want those shots you wouldn't have another camera around your neck."

"Jeez, lighten up. It's my project."

"Then make it as good as possible." She beckoned him with her finger. "Come on, Kenny, stop being a wuss, and do your job right."

Kenny took the bait, and slowly stood up, casually making sure his shirt was untucked and would help cover up the obvious bulge in his shorts. He took a minute to adjust the Nikon setting it to automatic so it would snap a picture every few seconds and lining it up with the middle of the bed.

His stalling helped his erection fade, and with a feeling of relief he walked over to the bed. Josie remained on the bed, and he got onto his knees, so he was shooting at an upward angle. Josie immediately made him regret his decision when she put her hands over her breasts, and arched her back, letting her head fall back.

He clicked a couple of pics, of her hands on her breast, then one of her full body. Without being aware he was going to do it; he dropped the angle and snapped a picture of the thong between her creamy thighs.

Josie leaned all the way back until her shoulders were on the bed, thrusting her hips up. This close there was no missing the dark spot in the middle of the thong, and the angle showed her nipples pushing the lace up over the center of her tits.

She unfolded her legs, letting her feet hit the floor, and sat up. She leaned toward him, her hands in her hair and her breast threatening to fall out of her bra. Her chest was as flushed as her face and as she posed for him he could tell she was breathing heavy.

Josie stood and turned to face him, and Kenny shot upward, catching her breast and her face above them. She did the hip shot she'd started with then put her back to him. She shook her ass less than three feet from his face and his cock rapidly rose in response.

His sister made it worse by bending over in front of him. She grabbed her ankles, and pushed her ass out, and his heart raced as he got an eyeful of not just her perfect ass, but between her legs.

This close he could see the bulge of her mound beneath the thong and the wet spot causing it to stick to her flesh and when she opened her legs further it tightened between her lips. He was staring at his sister's camel toe.

A nasty term to use with your sister, but that's what it was the line defined between her lips, was going to be an incredible picture, and that part of his mind he no longer seemed to be able to control was convinced there was a good chance he might end up jacking off to these pictures.

Christ, enough with this! No grade is worth the taboo thoughts his sister's insanely hot body and triple X poses were eliciting from him. But Josie's ass shaking in his face kept him where he was somehow still managing to take pictures while dealing with another shameful erection.

Josie slid her hands from her ankles up to her knees, and bending her legs, rapidly pumped her hips, her ass bouncing up and down. For fuck's sake, she was frigging twerking for him! She stopped, and turning back to face him, raised her leg and put her foot on his shoulder.

"What are you...?"

"Just take pictures." She said with a hint of irritation. "I'm working it, you just go with it."

"Yes, ma'am," he whispered as she leaned in, and the lens of the camera was less than a foot from her.

He took pictures of her breasts then another of her inner thigh, and the blue thong next to hit. Her hands were on her stomach then her one went to her thigh, the other back over the thong. Kenny caught his breath when her finger teased inside the edge of the thong, showing the very edge of the pink flesh under it.

For a heart stopping instance, he thought she was going to pull it to the side, and was equal parts scared and aroused. She didn't do it, but brought her other hand over, and was now rubbing her crotch with fingers from both hands.

Above him he could hear her breathing and several times it ended with a soft sigh. A surreal feeling came over him as he knelt on the floor, her foot on his shoulder, snapping pictures of his sister fondling herself.

Josie grabbed his left wrist and tugged on it. Kenny let her do it, able to easily hold the small camera with just his right hand, his thumb on the top button. As if in a trance, he allowed her to put his hand on her stomach.

Her skin was warm and firm, and she kept her hand over his. Unlike Josie, Kenny enjoyed the sun and he had still had the remnants of his summer tan. His darker skin was a nice contrast against hers, and her nails looked good on the back of his hand.

He took a couple of pictures, then a third in case using only one hand threw any of them off. Josie pushed his hand down, and Kenny tried to stop her when she guided him to the top of the thong.

"Stay still, erotic, remember?"

She spoke softly and her normally slow smoky voice had a huskier quality to it than usual. He'd never thought of his sister's voice as sexy, but now that he was seeing her in a new light even her voice struck him differently.

Slow, sultry, and seductive were the words now coming to mind. Those bedroom eyes, her killer body, and a voice that would be perfect for phone sex. Suddenly his 'baby' sister seemed mature beyond her years and far more sexual than he'd ever wanted to imagine her.

His fingers grazed the top of the thong, and Josie put hers over them, curling them into the top of the thong, then pushing it from her stomach. She let him go and left it looking as if he were tugging her thong down.

He snapped a picture but knew it would be shit because his hand was trembling. She pushed his hand down, forcing the thong to go with it, and expose the curve of her mound. Her smooth, hairless, mound.

When he saw just a hint of pink, he finally did the right thing and pulled his hand away. Josie caught his wrist, catching him off guard with how fast she moved, and this time pressed his hand to her inner thigh.

Her thigh was soft and trembled beneath his touch. That could be because of her position with her foot on his shoulder. Or it could be from the same awkward excitement he was feeling.

Kenny had large hands and he spread his fingers out, noticing how much of her thigh he could cover. This picture would come out better as he'd managed to control the camera this time. Josie dropped her foot, but rather than put it on the floor, she rested it on top of his thigh just beneath the shorts.

He lowered his head and took a picture, noting how good her blue nail polish, the silver toe ring and the anklet looked. Yes, somehow his sister knew how to make her feet as sexy as the rest of her.

She wiggled her toes, curling them into his skin, then slid it further up his thigh. He marveled at how soft the sole of her foot was, then released a sharp breath when she slid it under his shorts. Kenny wasn't wearing underwear as he figured if he posed with Jenna, he'd get somewhat aroused and wanted it to show.

Kenny knew it was showing now, especially on his knees like this. His cock, his fully hard cock, was along his leg, hot and throbbing from the effect of having his scantily clad sister sexing him up for the camera.

Her foot slid further up the loose leg of his shorts and he tried to get himself to move. She was dangerously close to the tip of his cock. As it was he wondered if she'd noticed the obvious bulge in them.

He told himself she didn't, she was helping him with this for school, he had to see her this way to take pictures, but she wouldn't be looking at him. Her foot moved further, and Kenny dropped his hand from her thigh and put it around her ankle, gripping it tight enough so she stopped moving.

Above him, Josie gasped, then released a barely audible sound he swore was a whimper of some kind. Had him grabbing her gotten her excited? More excited he should say because he'd seen from her thong she was getting herself worked up.

That thought caused him to let her go, and the second he did, she pushed her foot up his leg. He groaned when her toes briefly came into contact with the head of his cock, and he jerked back, almost falling over, when she'd wiggled her toes against it.

Josie giggled, and the sound made his cock jerk, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she caught him by his shoulders, helping him keep his balance.

"Give me your hand."

She spoke softly, but there was an urgency in her voice that seemed out of place. Not just urgency, but there was more than a hint of command to it, and before he knew it, he'd put his left hand in hers.

Josie pulled it upward and placed it on her right breast.

"Josie!" He tugged his hand back, but she gripped his wrist tightly.

"What?" she asked, her eyes wide, feigning innocence as she pressed his hand to her tit. "You wanted sexy pictures."

Kenny had no idea what to say. He was too busy wondering why he wasn't trying all that hard to move his hand.

He was a hell of a lot stronger than Josie and could easily yank his hand away if he wanted to. That was the key if he wanted to. To his dismay, he found he wasn't in a hurry to do the right thing.

"I have a bra on," she pointed out.

"True," he whispered, giving in to what he knew was wrong.

But there was nothing wrong about his sister's tit. Beneath his touch, Josie's tit was soft, yet firm, and was a damn impressive handful. The bra comment was a cop out. The lace cup only covered the inner and lower portion of her breast leaving plenty of soft flesh against his hand.

Kenny's balls ached at the feeling of her hard nipples poking into his palm through the lace, and the soft sigh Josie emitted when he gently squeezed her breast, made his cock jerk. He managed to keep the camera in front of him and taker a picture of him groping his sister's tit, but he almost dropped it, when she put her hand in his hair.

Her fingers ran through it, her nails lightly scratching his scalp, but when he slid his hand down, and squeezed the lower portion of her breast, her grip tightened, pulling his hair hard enough to make him wince.

Josie plucked the camera from his hand, and let it go, making him grunt when it struck him in the chest.

"Use both hands, the other camera will get the pictures."

Kenny should have been ashamed of how quickly he got his hand on her other breast, but instead felt a wave of excitement as he now cupped both her tits in his hands. His breathing was getting noticeably heavier, and louder as he knelt in front of Josie, fondling both of her tits with a growing eagerness that couldn't be explained by just wanting 'a good shot'

He was aware of the Nikon clicking and the flash flickering out of the corner of his eye, but his man focus was his sister's incredible tits. God, they were big, and so damn firm, like bounce a quarter off them firm.

They were like her ass, and hell, her entire body, just flat out fucking perfect. Josie put her hands over his, squeezing them as he groped her. He could feel her breasts heaving beneath his touch and her chest was now as flushed as her face.

What the hell was going on? What were they doing? Why did she keep egging him on and why couldn't he stop? Because he didn't want to was the answer. Kenny was as caught up in touching his sister as if she were any hot girl letting him touch her.

Josie gripped his thumbs and pressed them to her nipples, and when Kenny rubbed them, she released a breathless,

"Yes!"

The simple word sent a thrill through him as did the way she let her head fall back, and arched her back, pushing her breasts at him. She raised her leg, sliding her bare foot under his shirt this time, and sliding it along his stomach.

She slid it back down and Kenny groaned, when she placed it directly onto his swollen cock. She moved it back and forth, and he couldn't old back a moan as she rubbed his dick through the shorts.

A wave of disbelief washed over him. Was this really happening? Was he playing with his sister's tits while she played footsie with him? Was he hard while she seemed to be soaking through her thong and both of them moaning like lovers?

"Stand up," Josie removed her foot from his cock, but made no move to push his hands away.

She spoke in a breathy tone and this time there was no mistaking the fact she wasn't asking, she was demanding as she took over the shoot. Shoot? Was this still what it was? Right now, it seemed like a lot more.

But what? Kenny rose to his feet as his mind raced. What was going on between them? A little weed couldn't explain this, nor could a bit of exhibitionist in his sister. It's not like they were two friends who were in a sexy scenario and letting themselves take it further, this was Josie for God's sake!

"Take this off!" Josie hissed, her hands already tugging his shirt up.

"Why? What are you...?"

"You wanted to be in the shoot, let's get some hot pics together."

Hot pics together, that was so wrong, but not only didn't he protest as she continued to pull on his shirt, he slipped the Cannon over his head and dropped it on the bed next to them. He lifted his arms, letting Josie take his shirt off and saw the camera flash. He had to say, it would be a good picture.

Josie tossed his shirt to the side and stepped up close to him. Her hands went to his chest, and he shivered as she teased her nails across his chest, then down his stomach.

"Hmm, you didn't need to hire a guy," she purred. "You look just fine, baby."

"Baby?" he blinked.

"Just playing my part." Josie's fingers were teasing along the waist of his shorts and he was aware his legs were trembling. "Am I doing a good job?"

"A very good job," he said softly, his eyes staring into hers. "You look beautiful, Josie."

He had no idea where that came from, but the big, and genuine smile, on her face made him glad he'd said it.

"Yeah?" she kept her eyes on his. "You think your little sister is all grown up now?"

"That you are," he gasped when she unsnapped his shorts. "What are you doing?"

"Posing for pictures, silly," she leaned forward and raised herself up on her toes so her face was inches from his. "You said pretty things make pretty pictures."

He felt his zipper open and his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest when her fingers eased into his shorts. He held his breath as they slid further in then moaned when her fingers encountered his shaft where his cock was pointed down his leg.

"Guess I am doing a good job." She removed her hand from his crotch, and he felt another wave of confusion when instead of relief, it was disappointment he experienced.

Josie's hands went to his arms, and she tugged on them.

"Don't be so stiff," she winked, telling him she was well aware of what she'd touched with her foot, then her fingers. "Touch me, like you would any hot girl you were making out with."

"We're not making out," he told her even as his hands went to her hips.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Josie slipped her arms around his neck, pulled his head down and kissed him.