ALLY’S LUST-ADDICTED MOM / THE PHOTO SHOOT 2 by Amandablonde & Regis

Disclaimer: The following is fiction. The story’s content does not represent the writer’s beliefs, opinions, or attitudes. This story is intended for adult entertainment only. The characters and events depicted in this work are fictional. The author does not condone or promote unlawful activity as the story describes. By continuing to read this work, you acknowledge that you are an adult who wishes to read works of fantasy and fiction for the purpose only of fantasy. All the characters in this story are adults. They may play different ages for the fictional character they are depicting, but they remain at all times adults.

Writers: Amandablonde & Regis

Subject: ALLY’S LUST-ADDICTED MOM / THE PHOTO SHOOT 2

Story Codes: Erotic Horror

Synopsis: Ten-year-old Ally and her single mother Clititia were at a restaurant one day when they met Ms. Amanda, a professional photographer. They struck up a conversation, and Amanda learned that the mother, a sales representative for a French Lingerie company, Naughty Nighties, wanted to have professional photos taken of her daughter, and by careful questions, learned she wanted some child boudoir photos of her daughter. One thing led to another, to another, and it wasn’t long before the little girl became a model for her pornography business.

Ally’s Lust-Addicted Mom / The Photo Shoot 2

CHAPTER TWO

We arrived at Amanda’s studio with her new costumes carried discretely in a pair of travel bags. Sue answered the door, escorted us in, seated us, and soon Amanda appeared. She sorted through the clothing that we brought, and nodded approval, especially at our lingerie choices.

Then she introduced us to another female assistant, as well as one of her male helpers, Carol and Karl. Amanda said the two women would pose Ally, and the man, Karl, would help with the lighting and also some of the camera work. Amanda mentioned she had another male helper, Steve, who did some camera work and some editing.

I could see Ally was nervous with all these people, especially the two men in the studio. Amanda was very understanding, and reassured her that the men were there only because their special talents were needed, and that both were very experienced and were totally professional.

When the men slipped out of their pants, with their undershorts revealing major equipment hanging in the low-slung pouch in their shorts between their legs, Amanda explained that it was going to be hot in the studio, with the lights blazing, and also that their being partially unclothed usually made young models who had to strip feel more comfortable.

That seemed reasonable, as far as I knew. I was unfamiliar with routines in a photo studio like Amandas. The female assistants put some makeup on Ally, glued on a pair of amazingly long curved false eyelashes, adjusted her hair, and then took her behind a dressing screen and worked with her on clothing.

I couldn’t see what they did, but they soon had Ally giggling. The men busied themselves with the cameras and the lighting, the painted backdrop, the placement of a sofa and some props. At last everyone was ready and they posed Ally, now in a short black dress, with her beautiful red spike heels on.

She was placed in several locations, either standing or seated in various positions, and they began shooting. They did continual shooting, the young girls bit by bit raising Ally’s dress to expose more and more of my daughter’s shapely legs and thighs. Ally had some mixed feelings about that.

Next were some shots with her shorter skirts and sexy low off-the-shoulder open blouses I had selected, to expose her bare shoulder and much of her upper chest, some right down to her beltline. She had a very sexy tummy and bellybutton, and Amanda made good use of that feature.

When the women wanted to expose even more leg, right to the groin, so as to show all of her sheer stockings and straps of her garter belt, Ally blushed, protesting and looking with her pleading eyes for me to intervene. Sensing Ally’s growing humiliation and embarrassment, Amanda halted the shoot to chat with her.

Everyone took a short break, until Ally was relaxed again and shooting could be resumed. This time they were chattier, and the teen girls were posing her more suggestively, getting her to giggle with them, while showing her lovely sheer stocking-clad legs up to and including her tiny panties.

I noticed that with the lighting they were sheer enough that it was possible for the cameras to get a good view of her pretty child cunt through them. Ally was blissfully unaware of what the cameras could see, and was more cooperative than I thought she would be with the increased exposure.

This was going in the direction I wished for. Amanda said it was time to do some lingerie shots, so Ally was taken behind the screen again, and now they put on her a sheer beige skin-colored camisole top. She also wore a sheer lacy half-slip with her tiny nylon panties visible.

She still wore her sheer stockings and garter belt. Ally was blushing again when she became aware of the men looking at her, but I kept reassuring her with my smile that they were professionals. I also noted that their low-slung underpants contained continually larger male equipment.

These young men were getting very turned on by my precocious child. As she was being posed in her lingerie, I found my heart pounding. My innocent youngster was looking incredibly sexy, and the men were responding as males do. It appeared that inside their shorts, both their cocks and testicles had enlarged.

Even though she was only ten years old and was my daughter, I was also becoming sexually aroused by the highly erotic interaction that grew as it played out before me. Amanda continued shooting as more and more of Ally’s small body was exposed to the cameras, and continued to distract my child so she would not notice how much the cameras could see.

The knowledgeable female photographer Amanda quietly expressed pleasure with what she was capturing, purposefully speaking loud enough that Ally could hear everything she said. Her job at this stage was to not only capture great images, but to coddle her subject to ensure she would continue to pose in the ways suggested, and to continue to go further with exposure of her child-like beauty.
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The girls managed to make Ally look incredibly erotic as they posed my child with her lean legs spread to show her pretty if thin tiny panties, and with her camisole lowered significantly at the neck, beginning to expose her budding nipples. Amanda and Steve’s cameras were busy capturing my sweetie.

They continued to advance the immodest exposure, and were soon getting pictures of her with her slip pulled above her waist and below her rib cage, so that it covered nothing. Even the deep dimple of her cute little navel in her slightly rounded tummy was fully revealed, and I had to admit looked quite sexy.

I watched the camera’s screen as Amanda checked a close-up of my child’s groin, and was impressed at how cute her barely hidden ten-year-old cunt was, and how well the camera lens could see the naughty sex organ peeking through the insignificant thin and nearly transparent fabric. I had chosen well.

This photo session was working far better than I had expected, and I was pleased. Despite her professional venire as she worked, the distinguished photographer Amanda was clearly as much a child cunt fan as I was, and I knew that before we were done, we’d have to get more revealing shots.

What I was looking for was completely bare images of that delightful little-girl sex organ that I was certain would satisfy us both. The sheer see-through panties we’d bought failed to hide the plump, pink lips of her pretty child-cunt, or its prominent slit, as I knew would be the case.

Thankfully Ally couldn’t see that. The women took her where they had privacy behind the screen again, and they soon had her changed into pink lingerie. Ally now wore a half-slip, a pair of transparent hide-nothing panties and a camisole, this one even more sheer than the beige one that it replaced.

From every angle, my little girl was now effectively completely naked, and enormously appealing to see in her new highly transparent outfit. This time the miniscule panties they chose to put on her had a sheer plastic strip over her pubes, a clear cover, hiding nothing of her pretty cunt.

The view these racy panties provided was very arousing, the spread lips pressing against the plastic. As I looked, my eyes wide, I could see the naughty girls had applied lipstick to her sex organ! Her little pink inner lips, now with the makeup along their flared edges to highlight them, were spread wide.

As they pressed against the clear plastic, they fully revealed the moist meat of her vestibule, and her urethra’s swollen little dimpled bud, the mouth of her piss-slit, in the most enticing way. Her engorged cunt looked to be almost adult, displayed in this outrageously exciting way.

Just as the girls wanted to put her in further erotic poses, Ally looked at me, embarrassed and humiliated, for guidance. She was torn between what I was so agreeably allowing and what her teachers at school had taught her was just wrong. My little girl was clearly confused, but I could see was curious, as I was.

I couldn’t understand how young school teachers, most of them not yet mothers, thought they had the right to impose their own ridiculously outdated standards on the children in their care. It was invasive of them, to say the least. I could not remember ever teaching Ally anything about a false sense of modesty.

Her body was her own, and she had a wonderful female form that should only inspire pride. Since we practiced no false modesty when we were at home alone and naked together, I was certain it was that prudish school teachers who were the source of my child’s confusion.

With a reassuring smile, I comforted her, saying that the crew was doing a great job, getting some amazing photos, which even as an outside observer I could see was completely true. I also pointed out that they were not infringing too much on her shyness, so it was all right for them to continue.

They were indeed professionals, and without any sense of force, they continued to gently encourage my gorgeous little girl to push at her own personal boundaries. To do so was, I noticed, a fun thing to do, and she was getting more and more comfortable with her growing exposure to the cameras.

I told her I approved of what was going on, and was genuinely interested in seeing what would develop with her in the hands of these consummate professionals. She could stop whenever she liked, I lied. Knowing I had her trust, I further promised her everything would be fine. I thought this was true, and realised how incredibly exciting it would be if it were not.

I didn’t really know these people at all, but had placed full trust in them. What if Amanda allowed them to go too far, and pulled me along with them, encouraging unacceptable conduct by my little girl, with her thinking they had my approval? How far would they go, having an encouraging mother present?

I had no idea of their personal limits. When the teen Sue and her younger assistant wanted to slide her panties off her hips to bare her groin, my daughter finally rebelled, and they knew enough to back off. That was just too much for her to handle, at least, I thought, happening as quickly as it did, but their response to her protests was appropriate.

In my view, now that it seemed I could trust Amanda and her team, getting some pictures of her pretty little bare cunt seemed to me to be fair game. They would be as tasteful as possible, under the circumstances. Secretly I had really hoped for that outcome, and seeing the intent of the teen assistants, I could see that was where we were going.

Amanda and I tried to reassure Ally so we could continue to expose more of her delightful body, particularly revealing her cute little sex organ to the cameras, but she did not want have them take nude photos of her. To my consternation, my stubborn little girl was proving to be an obstructive little bitch.

Finally, I had to take her aside and have a quiet talk with her. I pointed out that with all the expensive lingerie we had bought, by wearing any of it, she was not at all nude. Nude really meant wearing no clothes at all. Unreasonably I argued that, even with her vagina bare, she was still wearing those high heeled expensive shoes we’d bought.

I reminded her I was spending a lot of money on this session, and that the photos were all for her to keep for her whole life. As she aged her body would continue to change, and it would never be like this again. I also made several promises and few threats along the way before she caved and became somewhat more compliant.

What finally swayed her was the promise of a double slice of strawberry pie with three scoops of ice cream, her favorite. I had got her acquiescence, but not before she said that it would be up to me if she were to continue, and it would be my decision, not hers, on how far I’d let things go.

The little bitch had thrown the ball into my court, and by doing so, making me responsible for whatever happened. I said yes, these were great shots we were getting of her, all of it with a wonderful, highly respected woman fashion photographer. I loved them, and was sure she would too.

I also promised her she looked like a professional fashion model, and was doing exactly what successful models do. “Their bodies are their prime tools,” I said as if I knew what I was talking about, “and they practice constantly to look incredible in front of the cameras, with as much showing as the photographer and the designer require.

“These are modern times,” I said as if I knew the subject well, “and the paying public, and therefore the magazine editors, need these photos that really show how beautiful you are as a person and as a professional model. They want to see your best, and realize it’s just your picture, not you they’re seeing.”

“Are you sure, Mom?” she asked, surprised at what I said. “Like, with what they want me to do, everybody can see everything!”

“Of course, dear,” I reassured her, “That’s what a photography session’s all about. It’s designed to get you lots of assignments, and to be popular with the editors who buy your photos for their magazines, you have to give them what they need, even if you have to pull it open so they can see inside your pretty little peepee, if they need to.

“Everybody wants to see it. That’s what people expect when they buy their magazines. There’s really nothing wrong with that. After all, it’s just pictures they want, and someone seeing your private parts in a picture is quite harmless. Photos of little girls’ cunnies are quite popular with some people these days.

“All professional photography models are very proud of their bodies,” I told my daughter, “like, I mean every part of them, and they have nothing to hide. They are happy to share their most intimate body parts to make the photo sessions really successful. Besides that, the well-trained crew in the studio, the men included, is only there to ensure everything goes well.

“It’s really important that the images of you stimulate people who see them, make them excited, which is what sells products. You have to make them glad they’re seeing you, and it just doesn’t work for the photographer or the people who see your pictures if they think you’re hiding something special.

“You know your pretty little cunnie is special, don’t you, and that’s why we haven’t shown it to people before you were ready to become a fashion model. Now that you’re becoming a female model, you have to present people with your best assets, that have been kept hidden ever since you stopped having your diapers changed, when you were really little.”

This seemed to satisfy her, as she did not protest much this time when her panties were slowly lowered by the girls. Now she sat, her legs apart, exposing her little ten-year-old bared cunt to all of us in the studio, and she actually smiled. Even her naked cunt seemed to smile. Knowing she had my approval, she decided to enjoy this.

Her slip was then bunched around her waist, exposing her hips as well, and there were many more sexy photos taken at Amanda’s direction, mainly closeups of Ally’s pert little naked vagina. She even got Ally to raise and thrust her hips, rotating her pelvis so that her cunt opened and was featured.

Whenever we had cuddled on my bed at night, both of us naked, I had admired how the outer pubes framed her love slit, parted at the top by the thickness of her developing clitoral hood, with her inner cuntlips spreading down from there, looking so cute and kissable, although I had never stooped to kissing it.

Next her camisole was pulled up to expose her lovely aroused nipples. Amanda said these shots were going to be great, as she continued clicking her camera. I couldn’t help notice that most of the photos she was taking were with the long lens of her camera pointed at my child’s naked painted pussy, and I was pleased.

For the first time I noticed Amanda also had a couple of video cameras going. They were operated by a pair of young girls who appeared to be in their mid-teens, probably high school juniors, and they seemed to know what they were doing. Amanda was making a video of our session, although that had not been part of our agreement.

These new poses were so good that they were in fact much more erotic than if she were totally naked. I was even more aroused observing the effect my daughter’s bare cunt was having on the men who looked at her nearly nude body. This was clearly a sexual experience for them both, judging by the extended rigid bulges in their undershorts.

THE END OF CHAPTER TWO