Chapter 3: Photoshoot and Ellen Confesses

The next morning Brite woke the four of us with aromas of fresh coffee, cinnamon, and bacon. I awoke vaguely aware in my morning stupor of how sexually sated I’d been the night before. Brite had kissed me softly as she slipped from the bed I shared with Crystal and her the night before. I watched her luscious nude body leave the bedroom before I went back to sleep in Crystal’s arms.

Crystal awoke just long enough to smile at me and say, “I truly love you. You are so much fun to be with.” She nodded off again.

Brite’s breakfast spread pleased us all, and she was all business – outlining to each of us the roles we needed to play in the day’s photo shoot. She also explained that a friend named Nikki Wallace would arrive shortly to work on makeup and skin tones for Crystal and me. “It’ll make the results better if I don’t have to Photoshop stuff like freckles and tan lines.”

After helping Brite clean up the dishes, we headed to her barn and studio. Nikki arrived and seconds later she was examining Crystal’s skin with a magnifying glass and a color palette. Nikki was a trim thirty-year-old that knew exactly what she was doing; she’d turned the practice of cosmetology into an art form. A trim brunette, she wore cutoffs despite the morning chill much as Crystal did. I kept ogling her long legs, and had the typical male thought pattern about what she’d be like in the sack.

Brite had Crystal and Ellen strip; an easy task given how little clothing they wore. Nikki went to work, first on Crystal. She trimmed Crystal’s pubic hair, shaved away some stubble, made the edges of her small runway sharper, and applied some oil that darkened the hair without tinting the skin. Ellen got the same treatment to her heart-shaped pubic hair. Nikki checked with Brite about Ellen’s clitoral hood piercing, and Brite allowed as how she wanted it in the pictures.

Nikki did some hair trimming and fluffing, and then went to work on each girl’s skin. Crystal went first; getting her areolas carefully darkened. She applied a slightly darker tone of powder under her breasts to ‘add definition’. In fact, the makeup made Crystal’s generous breasts look even larger, and we all loved the effect.

I also got the makeup treatment since Brite planned for each of us to appear in some of the pictures with Crystal. Nikki took many notes in a spiral bound notebook about our skin tones, lotions, and shades of makeup she used. Nikki also turned out to understand hair in a way few barbers or beauty shop operators do. I watched her work on Crystal and Ellen, not out of my boredom, but because she was so superb at her job.

Nikki also had Crystal sit in a chair with her legs pulled back, providing maximum exposure of her pussy. I had never dreamed about makeup for a pussy, but Nikki carefully dusted and painted various skin tints to the area. Crystal closed her eyes and really got into the experience. Nikki even admonished her at one point to stop excreting sex juices, as though she could control it. Crystal just laughed. The two already had a good rapport. Lastly, Crystal’s entire body got a careful dusting of powder to soften any reflections from body oils.

As Nikki turned back to Ellen and me, Brite led Crystal to the studio bed we had messed around in the evening before. She coached Crystal into a long series of shots as Terry followed her instructions and moved various lights and reflectors around the bed to get the lighting just right. Crystal moved around the bed and the bedroom set to the constant click of Brite’s shutter.

Ellen came out from her makeup session. She definitely looked a little sluttier than her sister, and I think she liked the look. I assessed Crystal and her to see the difference: a bluer shade of eye shadow; more pronounced breasts, areolas and nipples; and a pussy area than was darker and wetter looking than her sisters. Some of Ellen’s sexy tan lines had also been left to show.

Ellen also got on the bed with her sister, not in lesbian poses, but in the kind of situations two sisters who were comfortable with their bodies might produce. Several props were added here and there: a book, a magazine, hairbrush, makeup kit, telephone, photo album. For each, Brite took a series of shots from different angles, instructing the women how to pose and interact.

After about an hour, Brite led all of us outside. The weather was unseasonably warm. The morning chill had left, yet the day was cool enough to perk up Crystal’s tits. She started another series of shots around her farm. In some, she had Crystal wear western boots – that’s all. Brite said, “This is a country music star; so, some of these pictures have to carry the country theme.” Terry again held reflectors and moved lights around for Brite.

With the sisters wearing western boots, Brite posed them with her one horse, and then at various angles along the corral fence. She had them sit in their nakedness, side by side, on the top rail of the fence as she moved around, commanding more directions to Terry.

Suddenly, without warning she said, “Jim, you get over to where they’re sitting. Act nonchalant about it. Be looking off at that corner of the house with the girls.” I walked up and leaned on the rail between a very naked Crystal and a very naked Ellen. I wore jeans, boots, and my western hat – no shirt.

“Nikki,” Brite yelled. “The girls need western hats ... and Jim’s shoulders need to be dusted. His face is fine.”

Nikki reappeared from inside the barn seconds later with two tattered western hats for Crystal and Ellen. She also dusted my exposed skin. Brite’s shutter clicked away madly. When she stood in front of the three of us, she said, “Flash those pussies my way. Look sexy and think of last night.” The shutter rapidly fired as the girls flashed their pussy lips at Brite. Everyone laughed, but I knew Brite would do something really sexy with those shots.

Nikki reappeared with her kit, and proceeded to dust my chest and further darken my unshaven face and even my nipples and areolas. As she worked, Nikki said, “This’ll make you look even more hunky than you are, Darling. You really are a woman’s wet dream you know.” Nikki leaned in a planted a very sensuous kiss on my lips, and I kissed back. After half-a-minute when she pulled away, she fanned her face excitedly with one hand. “Wow. Whew. You sure know how to make a girl heat up super-fast.”

I teased back, “Well, you weren’t too badly yourself.” I rubbed the partial erection that she’d created.

I moved back to the corral railing and Brite did a series of outdoor shots with just Crystal and me. I smiled at the unusual behavior of Terry and a very nude Ellen, both moving the lights and reflectors for Brite – one fully clothed and the other completely naked except for boots and looking sexy as all fuck. I felt myself harden further.

“Spice it up, you two. Kiss. Make-out.”

Her commands were easy to follow. Crystal and I started to kiss and erotically fondle one another. I moved a hand up to a breast. Crystal stroked my chest, even rubbing my masculine nipples. We made gaga eyes at each other and meant it. I picked up a naked Crystal, still in her boots, and made to carry her to the house. More photos taken. Crystal wrapped both legs around me as I held her up so we could kiss. More photos.

Occasionally, Brite would have Nikki race in and tweak the makeup on one or both of us. She had Ellen join us in a new round of sexy ‘threesome’ shots.

A little after one o’clock, a pickup truck started up the long driveway to the house. Brite announced, “Ah, lunch is arriving. Everyone OK in what they’re wearing?”

Ellen and Crystal just shrugged at each other as they stood by stark naked.

The truck stopped, and a young man about twenty got out carrying two large shopping bags of food. I watched with fascination to see what would happen when he realized some of the people standing around were nude.

“Hi, Mizz Reber. Here’s all the sandwiches and such you ord...” His voice stopped mid word. His eyes bugged out of his head. Crystal and Ellen were talking and gesturing to the horse that had moved near where they stood.

Brite knew the effect the nude women were having on the young man. “Jason, thank you for bringing these all the way out here. I believe they’re all paid for, and I told Hank to put a big tip on there for you.” She paused, but clearly nothing she said had penetrated the dream zone Jason had apparently entered.

“A HEM,” Brite said loudly. JASON, thank you. You can go now.”

Jason started to back up to his pickup truck, yet he never took his eyes off the nude women. “Oh ... yea ... thank you ... for the order ... for letting me ... watch ... be here for a minute.”

Before he got to the truck, Crystal decided she’d tease the delivery boy a little. She walked over in his direction, her naked breasts jiggling and swaying in the sunlight. Soon, she stood right in front of him. Jason had frozen in his retreat to his truck. “Jason, is it? I just wanted to add my thank you for coming sooooo far out here with our lunches.” She put out her hand on his chest and kissed his cheek.

Terry stood next to me. He whispered, “If he hasn’t already cum in his pants, after that he’ll be jerking off the moment he’s out of sight. Maybe both.” We both laughed.

Jason eventually got in his truck and drove away. When he was out of earshot, we all broke up laughing.

Brite said with a big smile, “You just made his year, plus given him a story that he’ll remember the rest of his life – and around here, probably no one will believe him, and he knows it.” She laughed, “And now, whenever I order something down at Hank’s Shop, I know he’ll be racing to get it out here.”

In the afternoon, we changed scenes about ten times. I think Brite took ten or twenty thousand pictures. Crystal wore various skimpy cowgirl costumes, for instance, her western boots and only an unbuttoned leather vest. The shots ranged from arty and unrevealing to down right pornographic. Crystal loved the latter, and even hammed it up for the camera by using her fingers in imaginative ways on and in her pussy. I had a perpetual hard-on all afternoon.