Picture Perfect

Taryn thought about outfits she might wear and poses she liked, and visualized herself in a g-string and racy bra, laying in a bed and taking instructions from her brother. She fought to conceal the shudder that ran down her body, and couldn't help the slight catch in her breath. Roger brought her out of her trance.

"One last thing, T, and I'm deadly serious about this. I don't want anyone to know I did this for you. I already feel a little weird about this in the first place, and I'm not backing out on you but if this got out to people we know, I'd never live it down. Can you imagine if mom and dad found out?"

"No, absolutely no one will know. If Brian ever asks who took them, I'll just tell him it was someone else. I promise. Kaylie knows but she would never say anything either."

Roger looked slightly relieved. "Ok, sis. So last question... when are we doing this?"

They checked schedules and set a date for the next week, and Taryn left Roger's apartment with her mind swimming, thinking about how it would go.

--

"What do you think, red, black, or white?" Taryn asked Kaylie, holding up some matching bra and panty sets she'd purchased from Victoria's Secret.

"All of 'em," Kaylie answered, "you'd be surprised how many different pictures you'll take."

Taryn had been thinking about how the session might go, but every time she pictured it, she would lose herself in thinking about her brother behind the camera posing her, and that tingling sensation would once again wash over her. She would have to be careful to maintain her composure during the shoot, she knew that this was a fine line she and her brother found themselves walking on.

"Did he touch you at all during your shoot?" The question slipped out of Taryn before she had a chance to stop herself.

Kaylie raised an eyebrow at Taryn. "No... well, I mean kind of. He will help you pose, maybe move your hair if you're trying to hold a certain look or move a prop around. But nothing inappropriate."

Taryn attempted to recover herself. "I'm just trying to find out how things will go during the shoot."

"Are you nervous?"

"A little bit, but not near as much as I thought I might be, especially given the nature of the shoot and the particular photographer," Taryn joked, hoping to mask her excitement.

"Good, good," Kaylie said. "A few nerves are ok. Just remember to have fun, this is all about making you into a goddess!"

Taryn imagined what her finished pictures would look like. Taryn, in many of the same poses Kaylie showed her, in an intimate display of femininity and confidence was sure to be a great gift to Brian.

Kaylie reeled her back in.

"You know, it could be worse."

"Hm?" Taryn replied, wondering what Kaylie meant.

"Roger's a good looking guy!" Kaylie said.

"Kaylie!!" Taryn groaned, "He's my big brother! Geez, quit being gross! I already feel weird doing this, don't make it more weird!"

"I'm just saying, I think it was easier for me to come out of my own shell because I had a little something to look at! The session was upbeat, fun, and you can't help but make it a little flirty considering exactly what you're doing."

Kaylie was right, Taryn conceded. Roger was a handsome man. A touch over 6 feet tall, he had inherited their father's strong jawline and rugged features, and kept himself in shape, running 5K races and doing CrossFit a few times a week. Now that she thought of it, it was kind of a wonder he was still single. Sure, he'd had a few girlfriends, even thought about proposing to one, but she guessed he just hadn't come across the right one. A gentleman, Roger had a great personality and put people at ease instantly with his relaxed demeanor and conversation.

Taryn could do worse.

After a minute of Taryn being consumed by the thought, Kaylie broke the silence.

"So tomorrow's the day, right? I wouldn't worry about doing your hair or makeup until you actually get there, it helped me relax a little bit, and Roger used that time to get the room set up." Kaylie explained.

"Yeah, he mentioned that when i talked to him about what all to bring," Taryn said. "We're using the same hotel you did. Roger booked a room and he's planning on staying there overnight, I think he has plans to go out with some friends that evening after our shoot."

"You're not staying up there with him? That's a long drive home, you're going to be more tired that you think. Some of those poses are a good workout!" Kaylie said.

"No! I'm not staying in a hotel room with my brother overnight, after he's finished taking pictures of me wearing next to nothing..."

"Next to nothing? Not- nothing?" Kaylie quipped.

This was where Taryn was struggling the most about the shoot. It was one thing to have her brother see her in a bra and panties, it covered the same things her swimsuits did, and there were never any awkward interactions between them before. But naked? She just didn't know if she could go that far with Roger there. She visualized herself, standing there completely naked in front of her brother, and as soon as the image surfaced she felt that wetness in her panties, evidence of her body's response betraying her mind... she shifted her legs, hoping to hide the begging from her pussy for satisfaction. Her face flushed bright red and Kaylie noticed, with a smile.

"Just don't completely rule it out, you might surprise yourself. I know I did. It was actually a turn-on when I finally stepped all the way out of my panties!"

"Yeah, Kaylie, it'll be a real turn-on, standing there naked in front of my big brother," Taryn replied, rolling her eyes at Kaylie and attempting to regain herself and quiet the silent screams coming from her pussy.

"You never know until it happens," Kaylie said to her, with a knowing look that left the bride even more torn about the decision to bare it all.

--

"Do you have any rooms available where the window is West-facing?" Roger asked the concierge at the check-in desk. Taryn, not paying attention to anything in particular, was intrigued by this request. She asked,

"Why west?"

As soon as they walked away from check-in, Roger answered, "Natural lighting is going to be the best to work with. I have a light we can use and we will, but sunlight will be more ideal for what we want to accomplish here."

Accomplish, Taryn thought. The simplified version of what all that word entailed actually made her smile, and added a small skip to her step. "So you're absolutely sure about this?"

"As sure as I'm gonna be. There is always a little awkwardness, but somehow it tends to fade away with a total stranger. With you..."

Taryn and Roger reached their room, and Roger swiped the keycard to let them in. As soon as they got into the room, Taryn looked around at the suite. King size bed with white linens, a garden bathtub big enough for two people, steam shower...

"Is this their honeymoon suite?" Taryn wondered aloud, not really expecting an answer.

"Yeah, it is. I've done a handful of shoots here and I don't have to do much prep work for backgrounds, it makes the job a lot easier."

Roger rolled his bags into the main area of the room. He had two flight cases with all of his camera gear in them, and Taryn had an overnight bag with the outfits she picked and a change of clothes, along with what she needed to get her hair and makeup right.

Roger looked at Taryn. "About the awkwardness... you're my baby sister and I love you, Taryn. I know I'm good at this kind of photography, so if I can get over this nervousness I have, I have no doubt this photo set will turn out perfectly. Besides, you're a beautiful girl, it makes my job a lot easier."

Taryn's heart flew into her throat when she heard this. He thinks I'm beautiful!

"Thanks," she replied after a moment. "You're a handsome guy, maybe if I pretend for a while you're not my brother, I can shake the nerves as well!"

Roger pulled his camera out of the case and started setting different lenses out on the table, while Taryn produced a Bluetooth speaker, a bottle of wine and a pair of glasses.

"Want some? I'm having a drink," Taryn said.

"Sure," Roger answered. "It'll probably help us both!"

Taryn poured the two glasses, and then started a playlist from her phone.

Taryn took a sip. "I'm starting to get a little excited about this now! How do you want to start?"

"Go ahead and finish up your hair and makeup in the bathroom while I get my setup finished. I'll come in and catch a couple of quick shots of you completing your look. It's a cool effect to have you out of focus, but your reflection in the mirror focused while you're putting on lipstick."

That is a cool effect... the guy definitely knows what he's doing, Taryn thought to herself.

"What are you wearing underneath those clothes?"

The question sent a wave of warmth through Taryn's body. She knew it was innocent, but she couldn't help but fantasize about what she was about to do. She was wearing athletic shorts and a t-shirt, having wanted to be comfortable for the trip. Same with underneath, a pair of pink panties and a simple white bra, knowing she would be able to change into the lingerie at the hotel. She told him.

"Ok, perfect actually. I want to take the prep pictures in those, it'll give it more of a candid feel and it'll be an easy start. Let me know when you're ready for me to come in."

Taryn went into the bathroom, styled her hair and put her makeup on. She pulled her clothes off, and stood there for a moment, looking at herself in the mirror. Heart beating out of her chest, she called out to Roger.

"Ok, I'm ready."

Roger, finished with the room setup, heard her call his name, which made his heart race as well. He stood up and walked to the bathroom door, opening it slowly, revealing his baby sister, standing there in her bra and panties, ready to apply lipstick. He froze for a moment, staring at her. This was the moment they were both apprehensive about. Roger felt a stir in his pants, as his cock decided it liked what Roger was seeing.

Fuck, stop it. Ok, this is any other client, get your shit together! Except... it's not any other client.

"Rog?" Taryn asked.

Recovering, Roger said "Sorry. Ok, let's start! Lean your face close to the mirror and put your lipstick on."

Following his instructions, leaned in, hearing click! click! Click! As the camera shutter caught the images and Roger moved around her, making sure as he took the pictures that he wasn't reflected in the mirror himself.

"Perfect," Roger said, moving back to the doorway. "I'm going to get a couple of full body, I want you to stay leaned in close to the mirror, lift up one leg pointing your toe."

Click! Click! Click!

"Hmmm..." Roger said, looking at the pictures on the screen. "Nah, I don't like it... T, keep that same pose, but arch your back just a little and make your booty stick out."

Taryn couldn't help but laugh, the directions were silly but she knew he was trying to capture her curves a little better. Feeling a bit more relaxed, she arched her back.

Click! Click!

"Awesome. Ok, that's really good. You ready for your first outfit?"

"Yeah! Which one should I start with?" Taryn asked Roger, producing the three sets she and Kaylie picked out.

"Let's go white to start, get a bridal look going. Then we can go red for fun and flirty, then black for seductive and sultry. Sound good to you?" Roger asked her.

"Sounds great to me," Taryn answered. She grabbed the white set and went back into the bathroom for some privacy while she changed. She still wasn't sure if she wanted Roger to see her completely naked.

Roger sat on the bed, going through the pictures he had just taken and making sure the lighting was right for the white lingerie his sister was putting on. Scrolling through the shots, he deleted ones he knew weren't going to make the cut, and made some notes on light filter and cropping ideas. Now, she was just like any other client...

Except she wasn't just any other client. She was his sister, his younger, drop dead gorgeous, amazing, kind, and just now occurring to him- incredibly sexy sister. He stared at the curve of her breasts, accented from leaning over close to the mirror, her long, toned legs, and her blonde hair falling in gentle curls down her back. His cock ached, straining against his pants, now fully hard and not giving any signs of going down. There wouldn't be any chance of relief until the session was over, but despite how hard he tried, his mind could not escape the thought of how Taryn's pussy might feel as it engulfed his cock, their bodies entangled with each other...

"Ok Roger, lets do this," Taryn said as she stepped out of the bathroom. He turned to see Taryn in her white satin bra and panty set, heels, and a string of pearls.

"God...Damn," Roger said, standing up, but holding his camera down in an attempt to hide his arousal. Taryn was stunning.

Get it together man, get this done and get the hell out of here, he thought to himself.

Taryn smiled and said, "do you like it?"

"You look incredible!" Roger said breathlessly, walking toward her. "Ok, lets start over here by the window..."

Roger guided Taryn through a series of poses, and as they progressed, their nerves calmed and the pictures became effortless. Finishing the series with the white lingerie, Taryn went back into the bathroom and came out in red. Roger had her stand with her back against the wall, arching with her head up and capturing her figure.

"Hang on, hold your pose. I'm going to come in and adjust your hair real quick, ok?" Roger said. He moved her hair over to one shoulder, but brushed Taryn's breast with his arm. Try as she may, a faint moan escaped her lips as electricity shot through her body from his touch. Surprised at the reaction she had, she mumbled "...sorry," as her face flushed red. The thin fabric covering her pussy was sure to be a dead giveaway as she felt moisture building up, threatening to soak through and reveal her arousal.

Correctly registering the surprised look on Taryn's face as obvious arousal, Roger's mind went into overdrive as his cock pressed hard against his zipper. Unable to hide it, his only hope was for Taryn not to chance looking down to see for herself the outline in the front of his pants from his erection.

Should I ask her if I could take a quick break? He reasoned he could slip into the bathroom and jerk himself off, at least he'd be able to halfway focus and finish her shoot without thoughts of fucking his little sister invade his mind.

No... she'd know. Not that it would help anyway! Plus she's horny too, this is absolutely crazy!

Roger backed up and found Taryn's full body in the viewfinder.

Click! Click!

"Wow, T... look at how this turned out. This won't take hardly any editing at all, the lighting and your pose is perfect."

Roger flipped the camera around to show Taryn the picture he'd just taken, and when Taryn looked at the screen, her gaze carried past the camera and settled on the front of Roger's pants. He was caught.

"Is... that your cock?" Taryn asked, in a low, husky voice. She yearned to reach out and touch it, to feel his length and firmness. Her body's desire screaming against her minds weakening resolve, she felt her heart fluttering in her chest and the heat radiating from her pussy as she stared at the front of his pants.

"Yeah," Roger answered quietly, no longer trying to hide his cock from his sister.

She smiled at her brother, and said, "I'm glad I'm not the only one that's not really thinking straight right now."

Roger laughed nervously, not taking his eyes off Taryn's body. "This was about the last thing I thought would happen. So... what do we do? Just keep going?"

"I'd like that very much," Taryn said. "I'm going to go change into the black lingerie, ok?"

Back in the bathroom, Taryn unclasped her bra and let it fall from her breasts. Looking at herself in the mirror, she ran her hands down her chest, giving a little attention to each nipple, which had long ago hardened in anticipation. She slid her panties down, and felt her moistness trail down her legs as the fabric followed the inside of her thighs. Standing, she stuck her finger down in between her legs and toyed with her clitoris, rubbing it gently and then inserting a finger into herself, she gasped with pleasure, imagining instead of her hands, that Roger's were there working her clitoris, eating her pussy greedily, and impaling her with his cock. She knew what was coming next: she wanted to fuck her brother.

Taryn stepped out of the bathroom and walked past Roger, who was sitting on the bed completely mesmerized by his sisters transformation from sweet and innocent to dark and sexual. Her eyes deep with lustful desire, she stopped by the window and squeezed her legs together, feeling the sensation of pressure on her pussy and emboldening her desire for her brother.

Roger picked up his camera and adjusted the focus, taking a few quick full body shots and then focusing in on her face, Taryn's eyes smoldering his own through the camera lens and causing his cock to throb.

"Ok, turn away from me, Taryn, and look back at me over your shoulder." Click! Click! "Now, look down at your shoulder, and with one hand, slip your bra strap down past your shoulder and leave it there." Click! Click! "God that's so perfect!" He said breathlessly, slowly allowing what composure he still had to give way to his desire for his sister.

Before she realized what she was doing, Taryn slipped the other strap down and reached back to unclasp her bra. Still facing away from Roger, she let the bra fall to the floor and kept her hands crossed over her breasts. Click!

Roger lowered the camera so that he was not longer looking at his little sister through the viewfinder. Setting the camera down on the desk, he slowly approached her from behind. Roger followed the subtle curve of her back to the top of Taryn's thong, which then disappeared as it raced down between her perfect ass cheeks. His attention was torn away from the sight as she slowly turned around, lowering her hands away from her breasts, exposing them fully to Roger for the first time.

He drank her in and noticed that once again, the front of her panties were damp, her pussy begging to be satiated.

"I think I'm done taking pictures," Taryn quietly said to Roger, slowly closing the gap between them, looking deep into his eyes and seeing his desire for her in them. She reached out and grabbed his hand, and finding no resistance guided it to her breast. The sudden warmth of his palm on her soft skin sent ripples down her spine, and she looked up at him.

"Is this ok?" She asked, with pleading eyes, wanting to hear the confirmation come from Roger of what she already knew.

"Probably not...but I don't care."

With that, Roger lowered his lips to hers and kissed her lightly, pressing his body up against hers and feeling the heat from her pussy on his hard cock for the first time. Returning the kiss, she looked up at her brother with a smile, and kissed him more aggressively, lips parting this time and greeting his tongue with hers. Roger's hands slid slowly down the sides of Taryn's body, coming to rest on her hips with his fingers gently caressing the top of her perfect ass.

Taryn, originally with her hands wrapped around Roger's neck to give him full access to her body, now moved them across his chest and stomach, feeling the muscles under his shirt and fully appreciating his physique for the first time. Landing on the bottom hem of his shirt, she grabbed it with her fingertips, and their kiss was only interrupted by her pulling his shirt over his head, and tossing it onto the floor, landing in a pile next to her bra.

Roger savored the moment, and finally broke their kiss by stepping backward to sit on the bed, now eye-level with Taryn's breasts. He grabbed one, gently squeezing her nipple in between his fingers, while taking her other nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it, lightly sucking on his sister's breast as she stood in front of him. Cradling his head in her arms as he focused his attention to her, she shuddered in pleasure, enjoying the sensation Roger was giving her.