Chapter 2

The next week as they arrived at the studio the following Saturday, Jill and Erica couldn’t contain their excitement. Both of them wondered what was in store for today. Now that they didn’t need to hide their curiosities about each other, they could enjoy these sessions more.

Bill greeted them warmly, as usual. “I have your outfits already waiting for you in the changing rooms. I wanted to get started ASAP, so we can be productive today!” In the changing area, each of them found a long, sheer shirt. It reached so low, it was almost like a dress. Beside the shirt was a pair of briefs, but no bra.

“We’re going for a sensual, ethereal look today.” Bill called out from across the room.

The shirts did not close in the front, leaving their torsos almost entirely exposed. Jill felt a flutter of nervousness, as she realized just how much skin she would be showing.

Erica looked around the divider to see if Jill had the same type of outfit she did. She caught sight of her sister’s bare midriff. She quickly averted her gaze, trying to focus on the task of dressing herself so that she was covered. She wondered if Jill would go through with this.

When they approached Bill, he nodded appreciatively. “You two look stunning. Let’s get started. Chop, chop!”

Jill looked at Erica. Erica was smiling nervously. Jill didn’t want to let her sister down, so she said nothing even though she felt uncomfortable. She didn’t know why because her body was much more concealed by the shirt than by the bikini.

Bill began by posing them in simple ways. Not much skin was seen by the camera where it was strategically placed. Despite their initial discomfort, they found themselves getting lost in the fun of modeling as the shoot progressed. Bill’s guidance and encouragement remained professional and he was careful not to place himself where he might see too much. He never touched them. His instructions on how to move were clear and unambiguous. This helped them shed their concerns, until they were laughing and joking like they had during their first session.

As they continued posing, the delicate fabric of their shirts kept slipping, offering tantalizing glimpses of bare skin. Jill’s eyes were drawn to the soft curve of Erica’s waist, the gentle rise and fall of her breasts as she breathed. Bill wasn’t getting revealing perspectives, but the models were.

Meanwhile, Erica found herself transfixed by the sight of Jill’s penis. The shaft growing straighter with each passing moment. She wondered if Jill was aware of it. She felt a pang of desire, to reach out and push it back down into Jill’s underwear. She caught herself before she could act on the impulse. Jill’s large breasts gave Erica glimpses of their bottom curves, as they held the shirt out from Jill’s torso. While preparing for one particularly provocative pose, Jill’s shirt rode up, exposing the smooth skin of her hips. Erica’s gaze encountered the tip of Jill’s penis. It wasn’t sticking out, but the underwear’s waist was pushed out just enough to allow a tiny gap, which allowed a view into the from above. The image stuck in Erica’s mind.

Jill, sensing Erica’s gaze, looked up and caught her sister’s eye. Erica didn’t give an indication that she saw anything. Jill slowly reached down and adjusted her shirt. Erica’s breath caught as she watched, her hand instinctively moving to her own chest when the side of Jill’s left nipple came into her view. Jill’s nipples were bold against the pale flesh that surrounded them.

Erica was distracted and forgot her pose. Bill continued shooting, snapping photo after photo, capturing the Erica’s natural response. The sister’s relationship was real, not a manufactured pose. This is what he wanted.

As the shoot drew to a close, Jill and Erica found themselves sweating a little, even though the studio was cold. The dividing cloth was still pulled back from when Erica had moved it. It left a 5 inch gap between the two rooms. As they undressed Erica watched Jill, who was facing away from the divider. Jill removed her shirt first. Erica could see the large breasts reflected in the mirror on the back wall. The panties came down next. Jill’s large dick sprung free, and pointed straight out. Erica couldn’t blink. She wanted to touch it so badly and she knew that was wrong. It bounced up and down as Jill put on her own panties.

Jill turned and thought she saw Erica quickly spin to a different direction. Jill had a good look at Erica’s tight ass as her panties dropped. Erica bent over, showing Jill a hint of labia. Jill suddenly realized her dick was standing straight, pointed at the ceiling. For a tiny moment Jill imagined what Erica’s vagina would feel like. Jill quickly stopped herself. That was a disgusting thought she couldn’t believe had entered her mind. A sexual attraction to Erica, her younger sister, whom she loved, was horrible. Jill began to doubt whether they should continue modeling, but the temptation of spending time with Erica made her push the notion out of her mind.

Jill and Erica arrived at the studio, and eagerly climbed the stairs. Bill greeted them, but his eyes showed he was holding something back. “Today, if you agree, we’re going to try a more advanced subject,” he said, his voice slow and mysterious.

“What do you mean?” Jill asked cautiously.

“How would you react to posing nude,” Bill asked, his tone matter-of-fact. “No clothes, no props, just the two of you.”

Erica’s eyes widened in alarm. “You mean pose together? Both of us?” she stammered.

“I know this is something you may not be comfortable with. Maybe you need to discuss it. I have a client that wants a series of photos about nudity without sexual implications. It’s going to ba clean subject. Nudity as a revelation of honesty and pragmatism.”