photography

Photography

My sister is four years older than me. I am 18 yrs old. One of four kids. My sister Amy is a collage student. After our grandmother died she left us all a nice little trust fund. When Amy turned twenty one she bought herself a small starter house. A one bedroom, with a small front yard and a small back yard. I used to go over on weekends and we would hang out, watch movies and have a couple of drinks. One of the courses my sister took as an interest course was photography. She had converted part of her basement into a dark room and processed all of her black and white photos there. She had taken some truly lovely pictures.

One weekend when I had been invited over we had had a few drinks and she started to tell me about an assignment for her photo class that she was having trouble with. It was an expose of nudes and, do to a conflict in her scheduling, she was unable to attend the modeling session. She explained that she had tried to take shots of her self but was unable to get the lighting right and as the camera was on timer she did not like her poses as well.

I suggested that she ask her friend Sue to pose as she was a beautiful girl. Amy told me she had asked her and she refused. Amy said that she didn’t know what to do and that if she did not turn in the assignment on Monday she would get a zero.

I said “that sucks, do you want another drink?”

She said “sure I would love one.”

When I came back into the room the conversation moved on to other things. After a couple more drinks Amy asked me if I would do her a huge favour. I told her that of course I would. She responded that I should not answer so fast as it was a HUGE favour.

She then asked me if I would pose for her. Well my dick did the scared turtle thing and sucked right up inside me. I could not believe my sister wanted me to pose naked in front of her. I told her that even the thought of it made me nervous that I would not make much of a naked model as I would look like I just got out of an ice water bath. She laughed at this and said if I could just sleep on it and we would talk more in the morning.

The next day started out as a normal Saturday. We showered then went to a local greasy spoon for breakfast sharing sections of the news paper. We returned to the house put on some music and played some cards on the front porch. We started to drink sometime after lunch and over our first drink the question of the night before was once again broached.

I told Amy that I was still nervous but I would give it a try on one condition.

She asked “what condition is that.”

I told her if she was willing to show me the pictures she took of herself I would pose for her.

She asked if I wanted to have another drink, I nodded.