Picture Day 2

Jason and Lisa needed a good camera for their yearbook photos, since they could never afford to have them taken by a professional photographer. Pete was the only one who had one they could borrow. They called his cell phone, and he answered on the second ring.

“You need my camera?” He asked. “Sure. I’ll bring it over today, but I have a condition. I want to take some semi-nudes of Lisa in exchange. Either she agrees, or it’s no deal.”

Jason took a moment to discuss it with his sister, then told Pete that she would do it, but only if Jason was there to chaperone.

“Okay, I’ll be there in about 20 minutes” he said, smiling. Lisa was easily the hottest girl in school, and pictures of her, even partially undressed, would be worth having.

He went home and got several extra SD cards. Twenty minutes later, he knocked on the door, and Jason let him in.

“Hey, Lisa, aren’t you a bit overdressed?” he grinned. She was wearing a long sleeved blouse and a full length skirt.

“I’m not sure I can do this.” She said to her brother. She looked nervous about the whole thing. Nervous and a more than a little excited, too. “Do I really have to?”

“You do if you want to borrow my camera.” Pete said, grinning widely. “How about we start by you unbuttoning the blouse? You’re wearing a bra, right?”

“Of course I am!” She replied. “What kind of a girl do you think I am?” She began unbuttoning her blouse as Pete motioned for her to begin. She felt her pussy start to get a little damp as she began undressing. She liked the naughtiness of it.

“I know what kind of girl you are, Lisa.” He said confidently. “You’re a slut.”

She gasped and pulled her now open blouse closed, hiding her bra covered breasts from his camera. Pete kept talking pictures anyway, getting some nice shots of the consternation on her face.

“I’m not a slut; I’m still a virgin!” She protested. That word struck a nerve; she strongly suspected that he was right, but was afraid of what it would mean for her future. She knew that sluts didn’t get a lot of respect from “civilized” society. Usually, they became prostitutes or something like that.

“Take the blouse off, Lisa.” Pete commanded. Lisa swallowed hard, then shook her head. Pete got a stern look on his face.. “Take it off, or you two can forget about borrowing my camera.” He threatened.

Lisa looked over at her brother, and he nodded, telling her wordlessly to do it. Lisa took off the blouse and let Pete continue to take her photos.