Kalyn was lounging seductively on the "living room" set. An expensive black silk negligee was draped across her body, it fit her almost as if it belonged there. Kalyn was a natural model. Whenever I gave her instruction, she would strike a pose. From every angle, she looked like the perfect lingerie model. The blue lingerie she wore underneath the lingerie, the stockings and the high heels, she moved in them so naturally, most would assume that she had posed like this a thousand times before. In fact, she had not. This was her first time posing, although she had been assisting me in my studio for several years.
Kalyn DeClerk is perhaps one of the most beautiful women I have ever known. She's a smiling, good-natured brunette with a lovely figure. Her measurements are a lovely 32B-26-27 on a petite 5'4" frame. Her alluring blue eyes draw you in and her personality holds your attention. She looks good in everything and with this session going so well, I had to keep asking myself why I had never suggested that she model for me before. I asked the question, despite my knowing the answer. I would be sorely tempted to try and bed her and that was something I dared not do.
My name is Robert - although Kalyn has always called me "Robbie" and I am her older brother. I've been working as a professional photographer for the past 5 years, specializing in swimwear and lingerie. I've made it a point to avoid sleeping with the girls I use as models, although I am far from a saint. I make it clear to any woman I sleep with that there will be no
quid pro quo
- if I sleep with a lady, we both know where we stand. I've slept with some wonderful women and I've resisted the allure of my share as well.
I'm much different from my kid sister in looks and style. I've been told I'm - intense. I stand 6'4" and my eyes are green/ Many of my former paramours have described me as "brooding" and "sinister", although to some women, that intensity is fascinating. I happen to know that neither description is true. I'd describe myself as "focused" because without focus, I'd spend half of my time in bed getting laid. Don't get me wrong, I love sex, but a pay check is very important to me, especially if you do want to get a hot and attractive lady into the bedroom.
Our older sister started me on this road. Caitlyn had been modeling for a few years and one afternoon, a photographer came down with a nasty bug. Caitlyn refused to work with the guy, even though he claimed to be fine. My sister has a thing about germs. Because of that, she flat-out refused to shoot unless they found another photographer. When one couldn't be found, Cait suggested me. I'd done a few small catalog shoots, nothing as big as the La Vie En Rose ads Caitlyn was working on. Stammering like the 23-year old novice I was at that time, I accepted the gig. Shooting my older sister was a bit nerve-wracking. Part of that was the fact my older sis is a bit of a diva. Caitlyn can be a ball-buster and she didn't spare me any of her usual angst. The other reason is the same issue that I have photographing Kalyn. Caitlyn is a sexy, pouty-lipped brunette who is very easy on the eyes. It was hard to watch her prance around in lingerie and high heels and keep my libido in check. At that time, I had a regular girlfriend, thank God. Our mattress got quite the workout that evening. I never did tell her - I wouldn't have
dared
- that the cause of my raging hard-on was my hot-as-hell older sister. It is my cross to bear that all of the women in our family, my sisters and my mom, are hot and sexy brunettes with incredible bodies. I allow myself to fantasize about them, but I'd never be dumb enough to make a move on any of my sexy kinfolk.
"How am I doing, Robbie?" Kalyn asked me in her soft, girlish voice. It brought me back to the here and now. I checked some of the shots and my first instinct was to tell her that she might well be one of the hottest models I had ever photographed. The camera loved her, from every angle. I was so glad that Gia, the model I had originally booked for this session, had been snowed in. The pictures I would capture this afternoon would fuel some of my most lurid masturbatory fantasies when we were all done. I was moving myself about so that my sister could not see the burgeoning hard-on that was breaking my concentration. She had been a pretty girl, a lovely teen and was now, a hot young woman. I knew once the client saw these photos; they would ask her to model again. I hoped they would be pleased with the work, although I also knew it might be in my best interests to assign one of my protégés to shoot her. I didn't know if my poor old heart would be able to stand the strain.
Caitlyn had been coaching our younger sister, who had a keen eye for photography as well. I knew that because Cait had allowed Kalyn to shoot her during some of her down time. Now that she was engaged, she was cutting back on her modeling. It was just as well, because I was starting to wonder if Caitlyn, despite our familial relationship, was trying to seduce me. My older sister's moral code is just left of center. She would probably say she's a "libertine" but I'd almost describe her as a bit of a slut. If she finds someone sexually attractive, she lets them know and doesn't worry too much about anything else. More than a few of my more attractive models have found themselves in Cait's bed and not 100% sure how they got there in the first place.
Kalyn and Cait were different in one way. Caitlyn worked at being sexy. While an attractive woman, my sister could turn it on - or off. Kalyn was sexy 24-7, fresh and appealing and energetic. She was a vivacious girl that genuinely didn't know quite how sexy she truly was - or so I thought. Watching her pose for the past several hours, I realized I might have to rethink that position. She was really coming up with the heat and I knew that tomorrow's shoot, with other models, was going to be like the trials of Job. I would be tested in ways I could not even imagine as yet.
As I continued to instruct and pose my delicious kid sister, I thought I'd be checking my phone as soon as we completed the day. I have a few "friends with benefits" on Speed Dial and I knew I'd be needing some relief tonight. I wondered who I might call to help dial back all of these urges I was feeling at the moment.
At first, I thought I might call Cindie. She's one of the newer models I've been working with, she's only 5'0" but her appearance is deceiving. The half-Thai blonde beauty looks innocent, but she's a
nasty
little fuck. Once we got past the subtle flirtations, she let me know in no uncertain terms not to underestimate her.
Cindie looked tiny and petite, but she had the personality and sex drive to match any girl I had ever been with. The little doll almost slammed me to the bed when she got ahold of me. I was almost rendered immobile as the tiny beauty smothered me with kisses while ripping the clothes from my body. I actually lost one of my best shirts that afternoon, but it proved to be totally worth it.
Cindie gave me one of the best blowjobs of my life and even after I orgasmed in her soft, sucking mouth, she didn't let up. She spun her doll-like body around and despite our height difference; she managed to get me off again while we were doing a hot
sixty-nine
