Synopsis: Young photographer Craig advertises for female models and meets makeup artist Ada

Hi, I’m Craig. I am studying at university to be a photographer. I’m 22, nerdy-looking, skinny, and around 165cm. I carry around a mountain of Canon photographic gear. Well, my car and home do. I placed a sign at the local shopping centre looking for some female models with a broad mind. It did say it was for a university study program, and therefore I cannot pay much other than a set of portrait pictures. I did not look around when I put up the sign, but I was noticed.

About 9:30, a small car pulls up outside. A small, pretty girl gets out. She only looks about 13 or 14, but she drove! She walks to the door with two suitcases. I open the door. She introduces herself as Ada and asks to come in. I open the door, showing her the lounge room.

Ada is small, about 153cm almost flat chested, hourglass waist and hips, and sexy-shaped legs. She was wearing a white, small, pleated shirt and a small, loose white crop top. It just looked very sexy on her, and she did give me a boner. I adjusted myself before she sat down.

I said, “Hi, my name is Craig. How can I help you? You seem ready to move in?”

Ada laughed, “No, these are working clothes and tools. I wish to discuss some mutual assistance to each other. I saw you post your sign at the shopping centre and I know you lived here. I live around the corner with my grandparents. Well I have been for the last four months since studying locally. I am studying Professional Makeup Artistry both online and during each school holiday in college. I, like you, need models. I’m wondering if we can work together in our area of expertise. I do get a lot of knock backs because of the look of my age. Are you interested?”

“I’ll admit when you walked to the house, I thought you were 13 or 14. However, you drove your car here, so I will ask, young lady, how old are you, please?” I asked.

Ada smiled at me and removed her driver’s license from her purse. “I am 20, and thank you for asking so politely. I often get pulled over by the police, and when they are rude about it, I demand to see their warrant card first. That upsets them; however, it is the law, as anyone can duplicate their uniform, and it’s fun.” I could see the twinkle in her eye and the cheeky smile with the nicest of dimples in the edges of her cheeks. Yes, she had a quirky sense about her.

“OK. Let’s give it a go with a few models. I will need to do a portfolio on you and get you to do a model release as I might get you in a picture shot that we can use. Any picture of models we use for assignments cannot be paid. But if we do a portfolio and we sell those, we cannot include our assignment pictures. That applies to both of us. Are you aware?’’ she shook her head. “We had a student last term fail because he paid a model, then used her picture, and sold the same picture. My course forbids those actions. So for safety, we do the same. Any picture you use in assignments, you tell me, and I’ll do the same with you. Agreed?”

Ada smiled. “For sure, I agree, Craig. I want both of us to pass our courses.” I handed Ada the model release. She read the document, filled in the information needed, and signed it. I signed it and got her to copy it onto her phone. I added her phone number to my contacts, and she did the same with my number. We had a nice cup of tea together with some biscuits. I was really beginning to like this girl, Ada, as we chatted over our cuppa.

We finished our drinks. I asked, “Are you ready for your photographic assignment?”

Ada looked at me. “What now?”

I smiled. “Yes, do you have a low-cut top or a bikini top? I wish to do a natural portrait folio first and let you see how I work. I would also like you to take notes. It’s going to be important for us to work together.”

Ada responded, “I don’t have anything like that here!”

I smiled, “OK, come with me.” I took her into my sister’s room and pulled down a few tops. I picked out a light blue off-the-shoulder top. “Can you try this on, please?”

Ada asked, “Are you leaving the room?”

I answered, with my back to her, “No, but get used to it; sooner or later, I will see your body.”

She pulled her crop top off and put on the light blue top. It looked nice on her, and I asked, “How does it feel?”

Ada replied, “Quite nice.” I turned around.

I looked, “Yes, it does. I am after skin tones, no makeup yet. Let’s go to the studio. By the way, this will be your makeup room. My sister is overseas with a born-again group and vowed never to return here again. I often use her clothes for some models. And for your information, I currently live alone. My parents are working overseas for at least two years. So beware. No, actually, sometimes it can be lonely. I don’t have a girl or boyfriend either. Not that I am that way inclined.”

Ada smiled, “I’ll join you on that score. Who wants to go out with jail bait?”

I showed Ada the other bedroom setup as my studio. It was WOW. I’m lucky living in a two-story, 5-bedroom house. With a triple garage. I sat her on the stool and did some light calibration on her skin. I took about 30 shots of her hair, face, shoulders, and total body. I downloaded them to the PC in the other room and showed her the shots. She was impressed.

I went to delete one of the shots, and Ada asked, “Why?”

“Well, this body shot is showing your undies, and you have a wet spot?” I stated.

Ada laughed, “I did not see that. It’s sexy looking though. Can you keep it just for me, please?”

“Sure,” I replied and moved it to a folder in Ada’s private shots, removing it from the general pictures. Little does she know I auto-back up the pictures to another drive just in case of HDD failure. I projected the pictures onto a 60” screen, and we critiqued them. I did give Ada a school notebook and pen to record. This took about one hour. To complete the exercise, I did project her wet spot onto the screen, and she laughed. I moved all of the pictures into shot 1 folder. I showed Ada my naming convention for my models. She, having computer knowledge, understood. We took a break for another drink.

After the break, I got her to remove the top, sexy nipples, and asked her to put on makeup. In this instance, the makeup is ‘she is going out man-hunting’ club, dance, etc. It took her about 20 minutes. She looked good. Hot, very good in fact. I helped to put the top back on. Returning, I took the same shots minus the wet spot undies. We did the same critique. This time it only took about 20 minutes. She rang her grandparents via video chat and told them she was still with me and enjoying herself. She would be home much later.

She changed into her original top, and we went down the road for some fish and chips, driving to the riverbank to eat. It was great. Nice, friendly, and relaxing. As Ada was lying on the towel, I noticed she was slipping down, and her panties were showing. She noticed and looked at me, “Well, are you a gentleman, and are you going to tell me I am flashing my undies?”

I answered, “I am a single male, and I am admiring the wonderful sights without anyone else around. If someone else did appear, then the gentleman’s actions would come out.”

Ada answered, “Smarty.” but she did not adjust her skirt and smiled at me.

After five minutes or so, some kids came around. I held her hand, saying, “Time to rise, my lady, so gravity can adjust your sexy skirt and hide my wonderful view.” She rose, holding my hand, and picked up the towel. I picked up the rubbish, but she did not let go of my hand. I dumped the rubbish in the bin and took her to my car. We folded the blanket. I did the right thing and opened her car door. She teased me by slowly entering the car, flashing her undies and lifting her top near the seat belt. I put the blanket in the boot and adjusted my hard cock so I could enter the car.

After I entered the car and seated belted, Ada said, “Hum, you have spoiled my view now.”

I asked, “How?”

Ada smiled, putting her hand on my leg, “I might tell you later, Craig!” With her hand on my leg, I was getting horny and very hard. Hopefully, I could drive home safely.

Arriving home, Ada jumped out of the car and waited at the door. She forced me to get out, showing my hard cock tenting in my shorts. She smiled without saying a word. When she entered the house, she ran to the toilet. I heard it flushed. She came out smiling. “Well, Craig, what are we doing now?” she asked.

I pulled out another very brief top and a short, tight skirt, saying, “I want you to do some makeup on yourself that you need for an assignment with, say, ‘cosplay’. How long do you need to get ready?”

Ada smiled, “About 20-30 minutes, please.”

Smiling, I replied, “The room is all yours; just call me for any help. Wigs are in the Tallboy drawers, if needed.”

As I walked away, Ada walked out topless. “Craig, do you have any hand towels I could use? I forgot to bring some?”

I looked at her beautiful nipples and walked over to the cupboard. “All towels, sheets, blankets, etc., are stored here. I must say you have sexy nipples, may I?” as I bent over and kissed and sucked on each nipple. She moaned and did not move. I stood up with a tent in my shorts. “Very tasty.”

I walked away, and Ada said, “Thank you for both actions. Now, don’t you wank yourself!”

I turned to look at her, but she had returned to the bedroom, closing the door.

20 minutes later, Ada came into the studio with a long grey/white wig that came to her waist and her white pleated skirt. No top; the long hair wig covered her nipples. Her face had a natural foundation layer with light blue to emerald green eyes, black eyebrows, and white paint over her nose, together with the morning sun symbol on her forehead (I think). A false nose ring and false eyelashes. It was striking.

I sat her on the stool and took around 150 shots of her face and hair at different angles. She jumped off the stool and moved near the wall for some full-body shots she wanted. As I was shooting, she dropped her skirt and had sun and moon symbols on her bottom and tops of her legs, together with a vast amount of juices running down her legs. She put her hands between her legs and dragged the juices up over her boobs. I just kept shooting. She shook and smiled at me.

Ada asked, “Well, are you going to encourage me by showing me the contents of your tented shorts?”

I went to put my camera down, Ada grabbed my camera and took pictures of me undressing, mainly my cock. She was happy with my size. Putting my camera on the camera table.

Ada came to me, and she kissed me as she straddled my cock. I moved to the floor and got her to mount me. She was tight, not a virgin but very tight. I let her take her time whilst I played with her sexy boobs. Man, I love those small boobs. It took a good few minutes for Ada to finally get me into her, and as soon as we hit bottom, she orgasm. I later found out it was her first with a male. She bounced and bounced around on me, forcing me to shoot into her. That made her go again, and she collapsed on me, dead to the world. After a few minutes, I could not wake her, so I took her to my bedroom and put her to bed, keeping the door open.

Downloading the photographs to her folder 2 and Ada-X1. I admired the shots. Especially Ada-X1. I went back to my bedroom and laid down next to Ada. I fell asleep, and it was an hour or more before we woke up. Ada looked at me and said, “No way did I expect to end up in your bed today at my instigation. I was expecting you to make a play, but me, wow, I’m normally into girls.”