I had worked for a local parcel delivery company since leaving school at 18 six months ago and had a new address to deliver today. I walked up to the door and rang the bell. A woman opened the door.
"Hello I'm Nicole," she said "looks like the delivery men are getting younger by the day."
The young woman speaking looked about 25, was of average height about 5' 4" Brown hair and blue eyes. She was dressed in a black business suit and trousers with her shoulder length hair hanging loose. Her sombre attire concealed much of her body, but her face was very pretty, and even the thick jacket of her suit could not conceal what looked like a very impressive chest. As a tit man I found her very attractive. She smiled, as she looked me up and down, I tried to keep calm.
I told her I had a package for this address. She gestured for me to step inside. I followed her into her home. She stopped next to a coffee table and leaned over to look through her purse. As she bent over I got a better look at her backside and was very impressed with what I saw. Even with her trousers on her ass looked great especially as the fabric pulled tight against her firm buttocks. There was no sign of a visible panty line, which suggested she wore a thong. As she stood up, I did as well, trying to avoid her seeing me check her out.
She handed me a twenty pound note. I told her that I didn't have enough change.
"That's your tip," she said. "I really needed this parcel today."
She looked me up and down again and said "are you free for the day?"
I nodded
"How would you like to earn another fifty pounds?"
I nodded again and asked her what I would have to do. She told me she was a fashion photographer. She had work to finish and she could use someone to model for her. I told her I wasn't a model, and I had never done anything like that.
She said it didn't matter.
"All I need is an attractive young man for some photography work for some new designs. I am sure you have the necessary equipment."
She raised her eyebrows and smiled suggestively. She asked me to pick up the package and follow her to her studio in the back of the house where she did her work. There were pictures of men and women all in various kinds of clothes. She took to package from me and tore it open. Taking the contents out she handed them to me.
"Here put this on," she said.
I took the cloth; it was very soft and silky. When I shook it out, I realised I was holding a pair of loose silk boxer shorts. I looked at her and she started laughing.
"I forgot to tell you it is underwear I am photographing today," she said. "If you are feeling a little embarrassed you can change behind the screen."
I went behind the screen and slipped out of my clothes, and I put the boxers on. When I came out she smiled brightly.
"It is getting a bit hot in here though I suppose not for you considering your attire," she laughed. "I think I will take my jacket off. You don't mind do you?"
Without waiting for me to respond she slipped off her black jacket. As she hung it over a chair I almost fainted then and there. I had though she was busty before when she had her jacket on, but the size of her breasts was truly staggering. They were the biggest I had ever seen, even in big boob porn films. Her tight white blouse could barely contain them and her creamy white boob meat spilled out of the top where she had left the first 3 buttons undone. To be honest this may have been out of necessity as I doubted she would have been able to get them to button anyway. Further down where the blouse was straining to shut I could catch the edge of a white push up bra forcing her huge melons into the most impressive cleavage I had ever seen. My jaw almost hit the floor as I stood there dumbly.
"Those look good on you," she said smiling, and lifted her camera.
She began snapping pictures rapidly, moving all the way round me, but staying a good 6 feet away. Every so often she would ask me to move my arms or legs into different poses. After 5 minutes of this she stopped and gazed quizzically at the boxers.
"Are those comfortable?" she asked.
I told her they were OK but felt a bit loose. She smiled and said the next pair would fit better. She handed me another pair and told me to go change.
This time the boxers were white with black and blue stripes. As I pulled off the first pair my hand grazed my cock and I felt it begin to harden. I so needed to masturbate then and there, but knew I couldn't. It felt horribly frustrating, but I willed my penis soft again and quickly pulled on the new boxers. These were a much tighter fit than the first pair and pulled tight against my buttocks. At the front I had to push my penis down between by legs to squeeze it in, and when I looked down the shape of both it and my balls was very obvious. I knew an erection in this pair of boxers would be instantly noticed, which made me even more nervous. As I tentatively stepped out from behind the screen, she nodded and motioned me into the middle of the room.
I felt more exposed now, then I ever felt before in my life. She walked around behind he reached down and adjusted the waistband. I could feel my cock getting hard and willed it to stay soft for all I was worth. She leaned towards me and I could see her boobs clearly down her shirt. I was rapidly loosing control and felt my cock begin to twitch. She reached over and picked up the camera from the table, moving much closer this time, about 3 feet away. She started snapping pictures of me from the back first, getting close ups of my buttocks squeezed into the tight boxers. Then she came round the front and started taking pictures of the front, with close ups of the crotch. I felt very nervous as I fought to stave off an erection, and this must have come across in my body language, as she stopped taking pictures and stepped back.
"You look a little nervous," she said
"I am sorry," I stuttered "I have never done anything like this before."
"Hmmm," she said thoughtfully. Then she snapped her fingers. "I know It is probably hard for you to relax when you are being photographed by a fully clothed woman. Subconsciously you feel submissive and it is affecting your posture. I know just how to deal with that."
Without any more words she reached up and started unbuttoning her blouse. As soon as a couple of the buttons were undone her huge, voluptuous, bra encased melons burst out. She quickly undid the rest of the buttons, shrugged the blouse off and threw it to one side. I couldn't keep my eyes off her now even will all my willpower I had to feast my eyes on those magnificent mammeries. The bra was a sheer white underwired demi-push up bra, which looked at least a couple of sizes too small for her. The cups plunged right down the front forcing most of her creamy white tit meat out the top and only just covered her areolas. I was sure I could see the outline of her nipples against the sheer fabric and they looked pretty hard as well. She smiled sexily, licked her lips and bent over causing her tits to fall forward under their massive weight.
The shoulder straps of the flimsy push up bra struggled to hold them up and I could see the straps cut into her shoulders. I though for a second the straps might burst!
