"So, the guy that runs the web site is really happy with the pictures," the photographer told him. Scott looked down at the prints of his step-daughter, posing provocatively (though carefully selected, of course, to avoid anything that might disturb the step-father). Megan sure is a little hottie, he thought to himself, I can see why the guy is pleased. "He wants three more sets of her, and would be willing to give you another two thousand dollars if you bring her in for another session soon."

Two grand? Sweet, that'll pay off his debt and leave him with a little bit more. "I'll have her in next Saturday," he said.

"I do feel I should tell you..." the photographer said haltingly.

"Yeah?"

"These would be 'special' sets. Sets that you don't get just by being a member, sets you have to pay extra for."

The step-father looked at him for a moment. "How 'special' are these sets?" The photographer didn't answer at first; he wasn't trying to avoid the question, he was just thinking about how to carefully word his answer. "Are we talking about nude? That sort of thing?"

"I think topless would be fine."

Scott looked down at the pictures. He had to admit he'd love to see her posing topless. The girl had a sweet set of tits. "You think you can get her to pose topless?"

He had to suppress a grin. "Yeah, I think I can."

"All right, well, good luck. I'll bring her by Saturday morning." He wasn't thrilled that he was bringing his fourteen year old step-daughter to a photographer to take pictures of her topless, but what could he do? He needed the money. And besides, look at her. The little underwear she's wearing in these pictures, she may as well be topless, it'd hardly make a difference.

John sat Megan down on the couch at his studio to explain the situation to her. "Remember how I said there was a lot of money to be made off this web site?"

"Yeah. My step-dad is giving me another hundred dollars for coming here today!"

He knew the step dad would give her next to nothing. He'd planned for this. "Well, there's a lot more money than that to be made. That's just your step-dad's cut in the profits. And frankly, you just keep this secret from him, OK? Frankly, his cut is pretty small. There's a lot more money than that. Myself, I get paid on commission, I get a percentage of sales, and I want to share it with you, to make it worth your time."

"Really?" she said, smiling at him. "That's cool."

"But the deal is that I only get paid on commission for what they call 'special' sets. These are sets that members don't get, that they have to pay extra to get. And I'll give you half of my commission, which amounts to five percent of the total sales." (His numbers were a bit off, but who can blame him?) "So if he sells your sets for 200 bucks, and sells 100 of them, that's a thousand dollars."

"A thousand dollars!?!"

"Yeah." He gave her a big smile. Her enthusiasm was a good sign. "But if you want to get that kind of money, the sets have to be pretty hot."

"OK," she said. He liked the fact that she didn't ask "how hot?" That was a good sign. He had a feeling she'd be willing to do just about anything.

He had her sit down on the floor and take her shoes off while he took a few pictures. Then she sat there in her stocking feet, hugging her knees and smiling.

"Start unbuttoning your pants now." So she sat on the floor, looking up at the camera and unbuttoning her pants.

"Now take 'em off, nice and slow." She slowly slid the pants down her beautiful long legs. It was some fucking sexy photos of that. Then she pulled them off her feet. She sat there in her panties for a few pictures, looking up at the camera with little blue doe eyes.

"OK, let's start unbuttoning your shirt now." She smiled sweetly as she undid the buttons, pausing for pictures. Then she took the shirt off.

She felt a little silly, sitting there in her bra and panties. It wasn't exactly sexy underwear, it was just the stuff she was wearing when she showed up at his studio. This didn't seem like a "hot" set to her.

"Why don't you unhook your bra? Now, just sit cross-legged, right, now can you slouch forward a little? Beautiful! Let the straps fall off your shoulders or pull them down or whatever." She pulled the straps down and one of the cups fell off and exposed her breast. She gave a big smile, looking up at the camera.

"No, not yet," the photographer said, "put her back in. Gotta tease 'em for a while, it's all about the tease, that's what keeps them coming back for more." She put "her" back in.

"All right," he said after a couple more pictures, "Let the bra slip all the way off, but I'm gonna be over here"--he moved to her side--"and make sure your arm's in the way, so nothing really shows."

"Excellent," he says after a few more pictures. "You need a coke or anything before we keep going?" She felt very exposed, it was the first time she'd been topless in front of him, not just like flashing her boobs, but totally topless. "OK," she said. He got her a Coke and she just sat there cross-legged, bare-chested, her heart pounding as she could feel him staring. She was too embarrassed to look but she could feel him staring, and she knew he must have a hard-on and everything. She had a feeling he wanted to take a break right then just so he could look at her boobs for a while.

When they finished their Cokes, and he'd apparently had enough of staring at her bare boobs, he pulled out an oversized man's dress shirt. "OK, he says, "Why don't you put this shirt on, but don't button it, just leave it hanging open, OK? I mean, cover everything but leave it open." She stood there for a while with the shirt open while he took pictures.

"Now, here's what I want you to do--I want you to pull your panties down, like to your knees, but close the shirt, keep it closed, so it covers everything, got it?"

Oh god, she thought to herself as she pulled her panties down. Flashing her tits at him, even going topless, that was one thing. That was bad enough. But now he wants me to pull my panties down? Luckily the shirt was long enough that she was able to keep everything covered. Her face was hot and red and she knew she must have looked totally embarrassed as he took a picture of her standing there like that, her panties down around her knees, the shirt held strategically in place to hide everything.

"OK, kick those panties off and turn around and lift the back of the shirt so I can get a picture of that cute little rear-end of yours." She was awfully embarrassed, showing off her bare butt. Then he said, "Spread your legs, you know, stand with your legs apart and keep the shirt up so we can still see your rear end." She spread her legs, and he positioned the camera perfectly so you just see a tiny hint of the cleft of her pussy, and a few strands of pubic hair hanging down. It was one hell of a picture.

She had a feeling he could see her pussy when she spread her legs. She had a feeling it was showing in the picture he just took. She felt totally hot, her face was burning, but she knew it wasn't entirely out of embarrassment. She knew that standing there bottomless, showing off her butt, even showing off her pussy, something about it made her feel very turned-on. She knew that guys would be looking at that picture and jacking off, that they'd be fantasizing that their hands were really her pussy, their dicks were in her pussy, and when they came, they would be coming in her pussy. And even though she was terribly embarrassed, she knew they'd be paying a lot of money for these pictures and she wanted to help them. She felt a certain loyalty to them, almost like she was their girlfriend. Girlfriends let their boyfriends fuck them and come in them, that's what girls do for guys. That's what she would do for her guys. So she turned to look back at the camera, and gave a look, a look that said, come on, boys, I'm your girlfriend, I'm your little virgin girlfriend, and I'll do whatever you want.

So she was a little disappointed--relieved, but disappointed, too--when he told her to put her panties back on. She'd resigned herself to the fact that she'd be bottomless for the rest of the set. And she was OK with that, she was willing to let the guys look at her pussy, if that's what he wanted. After she'd put her panties back on, he had her stand there and smile at the camera and slowly pull the shirt open, taking a series of pictures as she revealed her nipples, first just a little bit, then more, then her entire nipples were exposed, so pale and puffy, stiff nubs in the middle of each. She had a big nervous smile on her face as she revealed, for the first time on camera, both of her beautiful young breasts. She just stood there, smiling sweetly with her arms crossed around her belly, as he took several pictures of her with her breasts out for her boyfriends to enjoy.

Then he had her take the shirt off and get down on her knees, and he stood above her and had her look up at the camera. "Now open your mouth, nice and wide," he said. As she sat there looking up at the camera with her mouth open wide, she knew why he wanted her to do that, she knew what this was about, she knew that she was telling her boyfriends that she wanted them to put their cock in her mouth. "Oh, that's beautiful," he said as he took a picture. "Very inviting."

She sat back on her heels and smiled, red-faced with embarrassment. Then, before he even told her to, she lay down on her back. Without even really thinking about it, she simply pulled her panties down; she was overcome by the moment, by the sexual excitement of being "inviting," she wanted to be "inviting" for him and for all her boyfriends and she just spread her legs open and revealed her naked pussy.

He stared for a moment. Longer than a moment, actually; she could feel his hot stare right at her pussy, right at her vagina. Her heart was pounding hard and her face was dark red, very hot. He was overcome with desire right then, she had a beautiful little pussy, with a nice full bush of light-brown pubic hair, her outer labia red and swollen with sexual excitement, her clit sticking up prominently. He was surprised by how womanly her pussy looked, how ready and willing it was. He wanted to free his aching cock from his pants, climb on her and shove it in her and fuck the little hussy like a whore. And he could tell, from the look on her face, that she would let him, even that she wanted him to do it. But he stopped himself, not so much out of concern about the act, or even professional ethics, but because he needed to take more pictures of her. There would be time to fuck the little girl, but it wasn't right now.

He gave her a smile. "That's hot as hell, but we don't want to go there yet. We want to keep things back, so they keep buying more pictures." Feeling a little foolish, she pulled her panties back on and he took a couple more pictures.

When he'd finished with the set, she was sitting on the floor with her arms around her knees. "So," he said, "you know that picture, where you were on your knees and you had your mouth open?"

"Yeah?"

"You ever done that before? I mean, given a guy a blow job?"

"No." She scrunched up her face. She had a feeling he was going to ask her to give him a blow job, and she wasn't sure she really wanted to.

"Well," he says, "I have an idea for our next set. What if we were to get a dildo--you know, a fake penis? And you could, you know, suck on it, give it a blow job. Would you be willing to do that?"

She smiled. "OK." She sorta liked the idea, but for some weird reason she was a little disappointed that he wasn't going to make her suck the real thing. She didn't much like the idea, but at the same time, she was intrigued by it.

He took her out to lunch at a nice restaurant, and afterwards stopped at The Fantasy House to buy the dildo. She waited in the car, and when he came out, a big smile on his face, he handed her the package. She pulled the dildo out. "Oh my god, it's huge!" she said. And it was--seven inches, flesh-colored and very realistic, even with a set of half-balls hanging down.

He grinned at her. "Yeah, it's life-sized," he said. She looked at him incredulously. Was his cock really this big? No way, he's full of shit.

On the way back to the studio, he stopped at a convenience store. "I'm going to buy some yogurt," he said. "We can use it for the 'money shot.'" She didn't know what "money shot" meant, but from the look in his eyes, she knew it was something dirty.

Back at his studio, he had her walk into the room dressed in just her regular clothes while he took pictures. "Give a little wave, a little smile, then get down on her knees, just like you did before." When she was on her knees, she looked up at the camera and opened her mouth wide, just like before. "Perfect," he said.

Then he spent a little time positioning a camera on a tripod. Once he had it set up, he walked towards her so that his crotch was in the picture. "Start unbuttoning my pants," he said. She smiled nervously as she undid the first button and he clicked the button in his hand to take a picture. "Good, now unbutton them all the way." He took another picture. "Good. Now, reach your hand in my fly, like you're gonna pull my cock out."

She reached her hand in his fly. The first thing she felt was his pubic hair, then she felt his shaft. It was big and hard, just like the dildo. She couldn't believe she was sitting there with her hand in his underwear, feeling his dick. "Good," he said, "hold it there, look up at me." He took his time taking the picture, and she knew why. After he took the picture, she pulled her hand out. "Wait," he said, "one more, reach in there a little further, wrap your fingers around it." She did; it felt very big and hard in her hand, and she could feel his scrotum, too, warm and wrinkled.

Her fingers felt very soft and cool on his cock, which was aching by now. "Look up at me, now," he said, and he took a picture of her with a camera he had in his hand. "OK, one more," he said. She knew that he was just taking his time so that he could make her hold onto his cock for as long as possible. What a fucker, what a horny fucker, making me hold his dick like this.

"OK," he said, and she pulled her hand out again. Then he handed her the dildo. "Look at it like you're disappointed. Like you really wanted the real thing." She gave it a pouty look. "Perfect! Now, hold it there and give the tip a little kiss." She gave it a little kiss. "Nice. Now, kiss the balls." She grinned, then held it up and kissed the balls. "OK, now lick them, then lick all the way up to the tip." She grinned as she stuck her tongue out and licked the balls, then up the shaft to the head, while he took a number of pictures.

"Now I'm going to hold it like this"--he held it around the base, and positioned himself so his hand couldn't be seen in the camera. "Now just start sucking on it. Just take the head in your mouth. Good. Now, slide down on it, get it in as far as you can." She slide her lips down until the huge thing was practically choking her. "Now slide back up it, there you go,"--he was taking pictures the whole time--"now back down, then just, there you go, perfect!" She was sliding it in and out of her mouth. "Look up at me, give me some doe-eyes." He took a picture from above. "That's right. Now," he said, after at least a dozen pictures of her sucking on the thing, "lift your hand up and wrap it around it, that's right. And now lift your other hand up and play with the balls. Perfect!"

"OK," he said when he took the dildo away, "that was perfect, you're a natural at this." She smiled, very embarrassed. "Now lay down and just suck it like that for a while." She held the dildo as she lay on her back and sucked on it. As she did, she thought about the guys, her "boyfriends," looking at these pictures. She imagined them jacking off, fantasizing about having her suck their cock. She looked at the camera as she had the thing as deep in her mouth as she could get it, giving the guys a little look, like, yeah, I'll do this to you, I'll suck you, because I know you want me to.

"All right, now, let's get the yogurt," he said. He took pictures of her while she opened the yogurt package, then had her stick the head of the dildo into it. "Get a nice big glob of yogurt on it," he said. "Now look at it, at the head, there you go. Look surprised." She gave it a wide-eyed look, but couldn't help grinning. A big dollop of yogurt slide down the dildo. "Lick that up," he said, taking pictures. "Now I want you to suck the rest off, but don't swallow it--I want to see it on your tongue." She opened her mouth after she'd sucked the yogurt off and he took a picture of it on her tongue. "Now swallow, but make a face, like it tastes bad. Perfect. Now for the last picture, just hold the dildo up by your face and give a big smile and a wave. There you go!"

When he was putting his camera away, she stood up, and, feeling silly after such a dirty set, she put the back of the dildo up against her crotch. "Look at me," she said, "I've got a boner!" He grinned at her. "So is this what you guys do?" she said, as she wrapped her hands around the rubber cock and started pretending to masturbate.

He grabbed his camera again. "Wait," she said, and she unzipped her pants, stuffed the bottom of the dildo in, and zipped it up again so that the cock was sticking out. Then she posed for a bunch of pictures showing off her "boner," giggling and laughing the whole time, or standing with her hands on her hips with a mockingly masculine expression on her face, her hips forward so that her boner was sticking out prominently. Then, without him even needing to ask, she started pretending to jack off, sliding her hands up and down the cock.

"What if you took your pants off and stuffed it in your panties, would that work?" he asked.

"I'll try," she said. She dropped her pants, pulled her panties out, and stuffed the bottom of the dildo in them. It worked, a little bit, although it kept falling out. But he got some good pictures of her like that, with the dildo pulling her panties down enough that a good deal of her pubic hair was showing.

"OK, now take your shirt off and lay down." She lay down in her bra and panties and spread her legs open and started to jack the dildo while he took pictures.

"Now unhook your bra and slide the dildo up between your breasts. Good, can you squeeze your breasts together with your arms? Yeah, like that. Give it a good tittie fuck." That comment made her go red in the face, a big smile. As she slid the dildo up and down between her breasts, the bra pulled away, revealing her delightful little nipples. Those were some very sexy pictures.

"OK, now, here's what we're going to do," he said after he'd set his remote camera up so that her face and breasts were in the picture. "I'm going to hold it above you, like this, and you jack on it like you were before." She jacked on the dildo, pointing right at her face, while he took a couple pictures. "OK, now open your mouth, like you're ready for him to come." She opened her mouth wide, still jacking on the dildo, her eyes twinkling with the silliness of it all.

"Now I'm going to get the yogurt again," he said. He stuck a spoon in the container, then pulled it out. "I'm gonna flick some of this on your face," he said, "so it's like he came, like he ejaculated, on your face. OK?"

She gave him a big smile and he flicked the yogurt on her face. It really looked quite good. "OK," grabbing his camera, "make a face, like you're surprised, and like it's gross." She did her best. He flicked a few more loads of yogurt on her. "All right, give a big smile now." She smiled, a genuine wonderful smile.

Continued in Part III