Modelling Contract for Daughter

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Sarah was a bright and ambitious 19-year young girl who dreamed of becoming a model. She had spent countless hours practicing her walk, perfecting her poses, and studying the latest trends in fashion. Her mother, Anne, an extremely attractive 42, was incredibly supportive of her daughter's dreams and had always been there to encourage her every step of the way.

One day, Sarah received an invitation from a local modelling agency to come in for a test photo shoot. She was over the moon with excitement and immediately asked her mother to come along for moral support.

The day of the photo shoot arrived, and Sarah and Anne made their way to the agency's studio. As they entered the building, they were greeted by a tall, handsome man who introduced himself as Glen, the photographer. He was confident, charming, and had a way of putting Sarah at ease.

Glen began taking pictures of Sarah, asking her to strike different poses and walk back and forth across the room.

"Anne" Asked Glen, "Do you mind if I get you to move into the other room so I can get Sarah to relax a bit more? Daughters tend to be uptight with family close by at these shoots."

"Of course," smiled Anne nervously, as she walked over to the other room with mirrored windows that Glen was pointing to.

Anne walked into a room and could see the action through the two-way mirror and CCTV monitor. It has soothing music playing through some speakers in the roof, which immediately seem to relax her. She with watched her daughter with pride, seeing her confidence grow with every snap of the camera.

As she was watching Sarah on the CCTV monitor, she was really starting to enjoy the music in the booth. It was making her feel warm, and relaxed.

After 20 minutes, the owner of the modelling agency, Andrew, entered the room. He was an older gentleman with a keen eye for beauty and immediately noticed Sarah's mother Anne. He approached her and asked if she would be interested in modelling as well.

At first, Anne was taken aback. She had never considered modelling before and was content with her life as a stay-at-home mom. But as Andrew continued to talk to her, she began to feel a spark of excitement. She couldn't help but feel flattered that he had noticed her and thought she had what it took to be a model.

"I know it might seem like a big leap," Andrew said, "but trust me, Anne, you have a natural beauty that is hard to come by. I think you have the potential to be a successful model."

Anne hesitated, unsure if she was ready for something like this. "I don't know, Andrew," she said, "I've never even thought about modelling before. I'm not sure if I'm cut out for it."

Andrew smiled reassuringly. "You don't have to decide right now. Let's take some test shots and see how you feel. If you don't like them, we'll leave it at that. But I have a feeling you might surprise yourself." Anne smiled, and agreed.

While Andrew took Anne to another room to try on some clothes and start taking pictures, Glen continued to take pictures of her daughter Sarah.

"That's it Sarah, now just let me change flashes. Ok, now look at the camera." Glens flash went off, and made Sarah feel funny.

"OK, now I want you to really feel sexy. Look at the camera, and really make the viewer believe you are really horny right now."

huh? Thought Sarah, then the flash went off again, and she started to do what Glen requested.

"that's it, really feel how horny you are."

Flash. Now Sarah didn't have to fake it, she was really getting into it.

"That's it, lie down on the shag rug here. Arch your back." Glen said, clicking away.

Sarah had stopped thinking about the shoot, and was on autopilot. The flash felt like it was making her mind go blank. All she could think about was Glen's instructions.

"This is perfect Sarah. I can already see you are going to be a natural. Let me give you the contract to sign."

Sarah sat up, and signed it without thinking.

"Great, now lie back down again. I want to imagine your boyfriend is kissing your neck, and it's making you incredibly horny. His kisses are moving down your body. Rub your nipples." Said Glen, as he continued to click away.

Sarah, now in jean shorts and a tank top, was getting incredibly turned on listening to Glen's story. Her hands moved to her nipples, and without thinking, she started to rub them over your bra.

"His mouth has moved to your nipples. He wants to run his tongue over them, but your bra is in the way." Said Glen.

Sarah wanted to make the story as real as possible, so she licked her fingers, and slipped her hand under her bra, and started to roll her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. She was loving Glen's story. Playing with her nipples made it even more real, and she was getting really wet.

"You can feel his tongue going down your body. Take off your tank top so he can kiss your stomach."

Sarah did as she was told, closing her eyes in extasy.

"Sarah, I need you to keep looking at the flash. You want his tongue between your legs. It's the only way you are going to be able to cum, as you need it so bad. Unzip your shorts."

Sarah's breath started to come in small pants. She needed her boyfriend's tongue between her legs. It felt so real. Her hand went to her shorts, and undid the button, and slid her zip down.

"Now slide your hand into your panties. Keep looking up here. Imagine your boyfriend is watching you, and you want to cum for him.

Still looking at the camera, Sarah spread her legs, and slid her hand inside her shorts and panties. She was soaked, so her finger slipped in easily, before slipping out again and circling her clit. As she stared at the camera she could see Glen's flash as the camera still clicked away. She had gone way further than she expected in this shoot, but at least she wasn't naked. But she was so horny she didn't care. She spread her legs further.

Meanwhile, Anne was having her own photo shoot in the booth. Andrew kept taking photos, making her feel comfortable. As the session went on, Anne began to relax and enjoy herself. The music swirled in her head, making her feel incredibly sexy. She had never felt so glamorous and beautiful before. The music made her relax even more, and when Andrew asked her to take her dress off for the lingerie part of the shoot, she hesitated for only a minute before her hands felt like they were moving on their own. She found herself unzipping, then sliding her dress down her long legs, as Andrew continued to snap photos. The music was sexy, and she felt incredibly horny. Thankfully it was two way glass, so Sarah couldn't see this.

After the shoot, Andrew showed Anne some of the pictures they had taken. "Look at this one," he said, pointing to a photo of Anne in her lingerie. "You have such a strong, confident look. I think you could be really successful in this industry."

Anne felt a flutter of excitement in her stomach. She had never considered herself to be model material, but looking at these pictures, she couldn't help but feel like she had found a new calling. "Okay, Andrew," she said, "I'll do it. I'll sign the contract."

Andrew beamed with delight. "That's great news, Anne. You won't regret it. We already have your daughter sign her contract, so we'll work together to help you build a successful career in modelling."

"Wait -- what? How did you get Sarah to sign a contract already?" quizzed Anne.

"Well, she was eager. Just have a look at how much she is enjoying it." Said Andrew.

Anne looked through and was shocked to see her daughter laying on a white shag rug with just a bra and jean shorts on, with her back arched, and her hand buried in her shorts.

"Oh my god. No, this isn't the type of modelling I had in mind for her! You promised me there was a no-nudity clause in her contract! I've got to stop this!" She gasped.

"Before you go, you and I can always renegotiate her contract again. If you interrupt the shoot, then this may not happen." Said Andrew. Anne stopped.

"What did you have in mind?" Said Anne nervously.

"You keep her non-nudity clause in her contract - for yours having a nudity clause." Andrew said.

Anne was shocked.

"I...no...I couldn't do that."

"That video of Sarah could be all over the internet by the end of the week. You have a chance to stop it."

Anne looked at Andrew shocked.

"Note the two cameras set up on either side capturing the action." Said Andrew. Anne looked again, and sure enough there were two small cameras capturing her daughter masturbating while a photographer took photos.

"And technically she actually she hasn't breached her non-nudity clause, so we are in our right to use it."

Anne had no choice.

"Fine." She resigned.

"Great. We can start right now. Now read and sign this, then very sexily take off that bra." Instructed Andrew.

She had forgotten she was still in her lingerie. She went through the contract to make sure it was only R-Rated nudity, then signed it.

She reached back, and in did her bra, and dropped it to the floor. She felt like she was blackmailed so she couldn't say no, but the whole situation made her so horny she wasn't sure if she would have said no anyway. Something about the music made her horny and even harder to say no to Andrew.

"My husband can never know about this." Said Anne red-faced.

"I'm sure we can find very discrete buyers for this photoshoot. Now place your hands behind your head." Said Andrew, as he continued to snap photos of Anne topless.

Back in Glen's photoshoot with Sarah, Sarah could feel an orgasm coming. It's all she could think of.

"Sarah, turn your head and look at me." Sarah turned as the flash went off.

"Sarah, you know it's a fact that you can't cum unless you are completely naked." Said Glen.

Sarah was so horny she didn't think it was anything but true.

"No! Please I really need to cum. Please let me cum." Pleased Sarah.

"It's not me -- it's you. You have a non-nudity clause in your contract, so you won't be able to cum before we finish the shoot, which will be in a couple of hours."

"No! I can't last that long. Please." Pleaded Sarah.

"I'm sorry Sarah -- without a non-nudity clause, so you won't be able to cum," Said Glen.

Sarah knew she wouldn't be able to hold out; she had to cum, and to do that, she had to be naked.

"Fine - let me sign a nudity clause so I can cum!" sighed a sexually frustrated Sarah.

"OK Sarah -- we happen to have one right here."

"It doesn't have anything about X-rated shoots in there? Said Sarah worryingly.

"Of course not -- just nudity. It's just a one-paragraph add on to the first contract." Said Glen.

Sarah read the one paragraph add on to the contract quickly, and - happy with the amendment of nudity only - she quickly signed it.

"Great!" Said Glen "Now we'll get you to stand up and slowly strip for me."

"Glen, I just need to..." Sarah got halfway through her sentence before the flash went off again in her face.

"Slowly strip for me." Said Glen again.

Sarah started to take off her bra slowly as Glen clicked away, before sliding her unbuttoned jean shorts down over her perfect ass.

"Now sit back down on the couch, and spread those legs. That's it, now pull those panties to one side and continue to play with your wet pussy." Instructed Glen.

"*flash* Now Sarah, tell me how horny you are."

Anne was completely nude in the booth now, and starting to secretly enjoy Andrew's instructions. It wasn't like her at all. She ruled her house -- and her husband - with an iron fist, and never let anyone tell her what to do. So why was she letting Andrew?

"Now rub those nipples of yours. Show me how hard you can make them." Instructed Andrew. In her early 40's Anne had kept her body in perfect condition, with the exception of growing a bra size to DD. She played with her nipples, getting her even hornier.

"Now put a nipple in your mouth and suck on it." Instructed Andrew, clicking away.

"Now look, I draw the line at that. It's not that kind of shoot here." Said Anne forcefully.

"But Anne -- you love sucking on your nipples. It gets you twice as horny and keeps you on the edge of cumming." Said Andrew.

Anne was shocked. Surely that can't be true? She had never sucked on her nipples, so it couldn't be, and told Andrew as such.

"If you've never sucked on your nipples, then you relly want to do it, as It will get you twice as horny and keep you on the edge of cumming." Reinforced Andrew.

Annes curiosity was now too great. What if it was true? She had to find out. She really wanted to do it. She lifted a nipple to her mouth, and moaned out loud, as sexual energy burst through her body. She could feel an orgasm building already. She moved her mouth to the second nipple while Andrew took photos. Her husband could never know about this.

"Unfortunately, it will keep you on the edge of orgasm, but not go over." Said Andrew.

Anne was sure she could orgasm from her own nipple in her mouth. She was so close.

"Take a seat on the table under the two-way glass there. That's it. Now spread those legs for me.

Anne was too horny to care. Her legs were ready to buckle any way, and even though alarm bells seemed to be screaming in her head, as she sat and her legs slowly opened. Open for Andrew. She was spreading her legs for him, and she knew he would be able to see how wet she was. She was going to ravage her husband when she got home.

"Anne, you have a bit of wetness about to drip on the carpet. You could wipe it off with your finger, but you also know that as soon as you touch your clit, it will feel so mind blowing you won't be able to stop touching it." Instructed Glen.

"Andrew, I think I know my own bod..." Ann didn't get to finish the sentence. She went to stop herself dripping on the carpet, and her finger touched her clit, and sent her into electric throws of extasy. She cried out, as Andrew switched from photo to film mode, and captured it all on camera.

"Oh...my...god..." panted Anne, taking a nipple from her mouth. "I've never been this close to orgasm before."

"After you cum, you will do anything to make every guy in the building cum." Said Andrew.

"What? I don't think so Andrew. You're insane. Uhg...god..I'm...going...to...cum!" Screamed Anne, as she furiously rubbed her clit to a mind-blowing orgasm that seemed to last forever. Spread-legged on the table, Anne bucked her hips as she kept playing with her own clit in as her orgasm burst through her body.

Finally she came back down to earth, and to her embarrassment, saw Andrew still filming her. His last words seemed to be repeating in her head for some reason. Clearly, she was still in shock of his audaciousness. Shock turned to anger.

"Andrew, this has all gone too far. That was X-rated content you just filmed, so you need to delete that, as it's not in the contract. Give me that camera." Demanded Anne.

"Actually, you never penetrated yourself, so it's still R-Rated. Unfortunately, if you'd only realised how amazing it feels to have something fill your pussy, you would have jumped at the chance." Said Andrew. "In fact, because your still so horny, you'll have an insatiable urge to have your pussy filled before you leave the building." Smiled Andrew.

"For one," fumed Anne, "Your comments are highly inappropriate. Secondly, I am a happily married woman who has no need for something to slide deep inside my wet pussy..." Anne voice trailed off. Was she horny again already? What had gotten into her?

"I mean, I already know how good it feels to have something deep between my legs...I...so..I..um, don't need your cock inside me to know how amazing it would feel..." Anne trailed off again. What was wrong with her today?

"I'm married." Said Anne softly, looking down. "I don't want to be fucked hard by your big cock."

"That's fine Anne, you can make me cum anyway you like." Said Andrew, still pointing the camera at the naked body of Anne.

"I'm...it's...no, I'm not going to..." but already Anne knew she would do anything to make him cum. She was staring at the outline of his rock-hard cock in his pants. Andrew leant against the table in front of the two-way mirror, as Anne walked toward him. She couldn't help herself -- she had to make him cum. She wouldn't let him fuck her, and she never EVER gave blowjobs to her husband, so Andrew will have to make so with a hand job. She unzipped his pants and reached into to free his rock-hard cock, and started stroking it. As she stared at it, she imagined how good it would feel to slide inside her. She really needed her pussy filled. She usually hated that word, but it made her so horny to think about having her pussy filled. She had an urge to make him cum, but also to have her pussy filled. Couldn't she do both at the same time?

Anne lay face down on the table, and with both hands, spread her ass cheeks.

"I need you to fill my pussy with your cock." Said Anne.

Meanwhile, Glen had his camera pointing at Anne's daughter Sarah. Sarah was sitting spread-legged on the couch, her panties pulled to one side, as she slid her finger up and down her slit.

"That's it Sarah -- beautiful. Now open your eyes and look up here for a second -- *flash* -

"Remember, your contract only states R-Rated, so unfortunately you won't be able to cum, as you need something deep inside your pussy to make you cum," Said Glen.

"Glen, I almost always cum, from clit only -- this won't take long." Panted Sarah.

Sarah's moans echoed in the studio, and she rubbed her clit to the edge of orgasm. Glen continued to take photos as the daughter furiously rubbed her clit. She was getting frustrated. She knew she needed something deep inside her pussy to make her cum.

"Glen, please, do you have a dildo? I need to cum." Pleaded Sarah.

"Sarah, we don't have a signed contract to do X-rated material with you. I'd love to give you a dildo so you can slide it inside your beautiful wet pussy because you are so horny." *Flash.

Glens words were having a profound effect on Sarah.

"Uhhhh...god, Glen, please give me a dildo." Panted Sarah.

"Tell the camera what you are going to do with it." Said Glen, as the camera flashed in Sarah's face again.

"Uhh....god...I need it to slide inside my wet pussy. I'm so horny I can't think. I need something deep inside me to make me cum." Panted Sarah.

"Tell me your fantasy of being a pornstar." Said Glen, as the camera flashed again.

Sarah thought it was weird. "I don't have a fantasy of being a pornstar." She said.

"Yes you do. The thought of millions of guys masturbating over your naked body getting fucked on camera gets you incredibly horny." Said Glen, as the camera flash went off again.

She had never even thought of that being a fantasy. But now she could imagine it.

"I want millions of men to cum while watching me fuck my pussy with a dildo. I will cum again and again thinking of them cum."

"The thought of the taste of their cum drives you wild." Said Glen.

"Eww, no gross." Said Sarah. "I would never like that taste." Said Sarah.

"Have you ever tried it?" said Glen.

"No, but it looks disgusting."

The camera flashed in Sarah's eyes.

"Actually the taste is so delicious you will want more. And you can get more by sucking and fucking." Said Glen, taking one more flash photo for good measure.

Sarah blinked. "OK." She said

"Now tell the camera about how you love the taste of cum, and how horny it makes you." Said Glen.

"I, um, like the taste of...cum...." Said Sarah, unsurely. She kept thinking about what Glen said, as it sunk in.

"Just like it Sarah? I think you love it." Said Glen as the flash went off in Sarah's eyes.

"I do." Said Sarah blankly.

"Tell me more about how much you love it." *flash

"I love the taste of cum. It makes me horny." Panted Sarah. She was so horny she couldn't stand it.

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