Wednesday, June 28, 2006

How a job getting pictures of cameltoes got out of hand.

During college I needed money and a girlfriend of mine told me that her boss needed another girl to work for him and that it was an easy job.

I had met my friend, Kelly, in one of my classes and we both seemed to have a lot in common. We both were in shape, liked to exercise and had good bodies to show for it. I had been to the beach a few times with Kelly and her boyfriend and I could tell that we had very similar bodies and we ended up sharing some clothing.

Anyway, I took Kelly up on her offer and I met her boss and he liked me right away. He explained that I would be helping Kelly carry out her assignments and I could start right then. He handed me a piece of paper and told me that Kelly had all of the equipment necessary.

I found Kelly and she led me out of the building and explained, “Amy, I never really told you what I do, but I hope you aren’t disgusted. Anyway, Mr. Jackson pays me to take pictures of women for him. It all started when he had be take pictures of women at different places around the city wearing tight clothes.”

She explained that since we live in a city where a lot of tourists visit, it is easy to get the pictures.

“I just act like a tourist myself. Usually a tourist poses for a picture near a landmark and they have someone take a picture of them. Mr. Jackson gave me this fancy camera with a real big zoom lens on it so I can stand across the street and get pictures that look like I was a few feet from them.”

I told Kelly that it seemed kind of weird, but I could take pictures of strangers.

“It’s not that easy Amy. We have to only bring back pictures of girls in cameltoes.”

I asked her what a cameltoe was and she explained in detail about how when a girl wears clothing that is really tight in her crotch area, it shows the shape of her labia underneath.

“Oh, I’ve seen that before. Hell, it happens to me all the time when I workout.”

Kelly laughed, “Yeah, at first I only took pictures of strangers but recently I started taking pictures of myself with the self-timer and Mr. Jackson doesn’t have a clue because I make sure that my face is not in the picture.”

Since the camera was a digital camera she showed me some of the pictures that were still on the memory card and I was amazed at how close-up they all were.

“Wow, you can really see the shape of the women’s pussy lips, huh?”

Kelly kept scrolling through the pictures and stopped at one that showed a woman from her bellybutton to her thighs and she was wearing a pair of tight hotpants and they were crammed into her pussy so much that you could actually see part of her pussy lips peeking out the sides of the hotpants.

“Damn, that girl is really showing a lot. I bet she must fuck a ton of guys to get her pussy that wide open.”

Kelly looked hurt.

“Amy, that is a picture of me.”

Then she smiled.

“Thanks for the complement. I was nervous when I took that picture but I figured that Mr. Jackson would never know it was me because my face wasn’t showing, so I figured what the hell.

“If you look at the price sheet that he uses, you will see that that picture earned me $100.”

“Damn, $100 for just one picture?”

“Amy, that’s why I just had to get you into this job. You can make a ton of money with me and it is harmless and fun. I really like thinking about Mr. Jackson at home jerking off while he is looking at pictures of me.”

“I’m not sure, I mean, I just got engaged. It’s not like I am single.”

Kelly scolded me and told me how she is also in a serious relationship with her boyfriend.

“It’s not like I am fucking Mr. Jackson. So what if he sees some pictures of me? Hell, I know for a fact that guys can see your nipples and probably your pussy lips through your bikini. Why not get paid for it? Besides, all of the pictures are just for Mr. Jackson’s personal collection. He doesn’t post any of them on the Internet or anything like that.”

I thought about it for a while and figured that Kelly was right.

“Okay, I guess you’re right. If you can do it, so can I. Hey, maybe I can get some pictures of you and you can get some pictures of me?”

“Sure. But first let’s spend a couple hours around town I can show you how to get pictures of tourists showing their cameltoes.”

Kelly showed me exactly how to get pictures of strangers’ crotches without them knowing.

Then she explained, “for the pictures that we take of each other, I think that they should either be upskirt shots or shots in bikinis because those are the ones that pay the most when they are in public.”

We decided that since we both were wearing skirts that day, we should take some upskirt shots.

We went to a popular area and she had me sit down on a step and she told me to open my legs enough so that she could see them from where she was taking the pictures.

I did as she said and a few minutes later she came back to showed me the pictures. I was still amazed at how close the pictures looked. There was no way that anyone could tell that the person in the picture was me, and I felt kind of sexy looking at the picture.

“That won’t cut it. Sorry, but we need to make your pussy show more. Come over here.”

Kelly took me into a nearby restroom and we both went into a stall. She had me lift my skirt and she pointed to my pussy.

“See, you can’t even se your lips. We need to get your panties worked into your lips some so that it looks like a cameltoe.”

I pulled my panties up some and my pussy lips started to show some more.

Kelly surprised me when she reached down and pushed her finger against my crotch and actually inserted her finger into my pussy about an inch.

She pulled it out so quickly that I didn’t even have a chance to say anything.

“There Amy, that should work. By the way, I’m glad that you didn’t freak when I touched you. Hell, we’ll both have to help each other for some of these pictures, right?”

I absentmindedly nodded and Kelly reached down again and smoothed my panties a bit and then she slid her finger into me again.

I let out a soft moan without intending to and I hoped to God that she had not heard me.

But she looked at me in the eyes and smiled.

She wiggled her finger inside me and then withdrew it from me.

“Sorry to get you all excited, but just think how great the pictures are gonna be.”

She turned and left the restroom and I quickly followed her and I went back to where I was sitting and I got back into position and I opened my legs. I looked down and I could see that there was no question about it – I was showing off my cameltoe.

Kelly took her pictures and came back to me and showed me the pictures. I had to admit that they looked really good.

Then she said it was her turn and she wanted to go to the library for her picture. We walked to the library and she explained what she wanted to do. She had seen some pictures that Mr. Jackson had shown her with women squatting in a library and the photographer took the pictures from the next isle over and the women appeared to have no clue.

We went into the bathroom and went into the same stall.

Kelly lifted her skirt and put one foot on the toilet and I could immediately tell that she was wearing thong panties which were cut really low.

Kelly put her finger against her panties and pushed it inside a bit.

“How does that look?”

I bent down and looked at my friend’s crotch. I had never seen another girl’s crotch this close-up before.

“Um, okay, but I don’t think that it looks like a cameltoe that much.”

Kelly reached out and took my hand in hers and placed it on her crotch.

“Okay, adjust the material until it makes a great cameltoe.”

I had never touched another girl like that before, but before I could think about it, Kelly had moved my hand against her and I found myself pushing my finger inside of her, taking her panties inside with my finger.

Kelly moaned and clamped her hand hard against mine so I could not move it.

“Amy, now you need to spread out the panties inside so that they stay in place.”

“How do I do that?”

“Just wiggle your finger a little bit like what I did to you.”

I couldn’t believe what I was doing, but there I was with my finger inside my friend’s pussy. I began to move my finger around and I instantly knew what my fiancée felt when he fingered me.

I felt Kelly start bucking her pelvis a little and then I noticed that I had shoved so much of her panties inside of her that about and inch of her pussy hair was showing. It was sticking out the tops of her panties and I could tell that she shaved her pussy like I did – in a way so that boys refer to it as a landing strip.

I completely lost myself for a minute and I found myself really working my finger in and out of Kelly when I stopped.

Kelly was breathing hard for a minute and smiled.

“Thanks, but let’s try and get some pictures first.”

I wasn’t sure what she was saying, but I was pretty sure it was some kind of joke.

We left the stall and found a deserted section of the library and I got into position and saw Kelly through the books.

When I looked through the camera, I was floored because the camera could clearly see Kelly’s cameltoe and even her exposed pussy hair above her panties.

After the first few pictures, I realized that I could even notice that Kelly’s panties were wet!

I snapped a lot more pictures and the whole time I kept thinking about how I had made her wet with my finger.

I had never been attracted to girls but seeing Kelly’s reaction and having just experienced having my finger inside her and having her finger inside me earlier in the day, I was feeling a tingling sensation in my nipples and in my pussy.

Kelly eventually stood up and we left.

“We’re done for today. I’ll get the camera to Mr. Jackson. He will upload them to his computer tonight and tomorrow we will both meet at the office and pick up the camera to get more pictures.”

We parted ways and I went home and fell asleep.

The next day I met Kelly at Mr. Jackson’s office. He called us both into his office and closed his door.

He pulled up some images on his computer screen and scrolled through the pictures that we had taken the day before.

He stopped on the pictures of Kelly in the library.

“Ladies, this is a perfect picture. It shows off this slut’s sloppy pussy really well. See how large her cunt lips are? See the cunt juice oozing out of her well-fucked cunt onto her panties? See how her trimmed pussy hair is showing? This is perfect. Who took this picture?”

Since it was a picture of Kelly, I said that I took the picture.

“Good job, that is a bonus. You get $250 for that picture.”

Then he showed us some other pictures and stopped when he got to a picture looking up my skirt.

“This is another good one. This little whore is showing the world her cameltoe. See how tight her panties are? They are so tight that her entire cunt is pressed really hard against them. See also how she is sitting, displaying not just part of her cameltoe, but the entire length of her pussy can be seen through her panties.”

“Amy is that you?”

I lost my breath for a second. How could Mr. Jackson know that the picture was of my cameltoe? Was it possible? If so, he had just called me a whore.

Kelly spoke up, “Actually I took that picture.”

Mr. Jackson got excited.

“Have you ever seen this girl before or did she look like a tourist?”

Kelly looked puzzled, “So, she’s not a tourist. She was definitely a local. She was on her lunch break.”

Mr. Jackson broke into a smile.

“Great, you two will have to try and find her again, I just have to see more of this little cunt. Same with the sloppy wet pussy from the library. Don’t give me any lip about how hard it might be to find them. Just find them. I will double my payment for any pictures that you bring me with these two women. I have examined them both for a long time last night and I found certain moles on both of them so I will be able to tell if you bring me more of the same women or not."

He sent us on our way and as soon as we were outside the office, Kelly apologized.

“I am sorry about his language. I forgot to warn you that he uses very dirty language. By the way, thanks for stealing my money?”

It was my turn to apologize, “I’m sorry. He asked who took the picture. Since it was a picture of you, I thought that I better say that I took that picture. I will give you the money.”

Kelly told me that I earned that money. “But you better let me get some good pictures of you so I can make good money too. Don’t forget that I got you this job.”

I promised that I would make sure that she got some good pictures of me.

“Good, why don’t we start today. Since we only work a few days a week, Mr. Jackson will never know if we found the two “whores” that he wants us to find on the same day or on different days. Why don’t we focus on getting pictures of you in a couple different places today and then in the next few days we can get some of me in a couple places?”

I agreed and Kelly brought me over to the same restroom that we went into the day before. Again she brought us into a stall. And again she had me lift my skirt. This time she pressed her middle finger against my clit and rubbed me for about a minute. I began to moan and I felt Kelly plunge her finger into me. I looked down and she had her entire finger inside me. She began fingering me really hard and I couldn’t control myself. I continued to moan and I lost complete control and I exploded in an orgasm right there.

“God your cunt juice is all over me.”

I looked down and saw that her hand was glistening with my pussy juice. When she pulled her finger out she put it up to her face and opened her mouth. Before I could say anything, I watched as Kelly licked her finger clean.

She was licking my pussy juice off of her finger.

“Mmmm, Amy you taste good. Now I bet we get a bunch of money because your panties will be sopping wet.”

Kelly finished licking my juices off of her hand and smoothed my skirt down and led me back outside.

I sat there exposing myself to Kelly for about 15 minutes and then Kelly came over to join me. She scrolled through the pictures she had just taken and deleted the blurry ones. Then she gave me the camera and showed me the ones that she was going to give to Mr. Jackson.

I almost fell over. The camera showed my crotch, but where I expected to see maybe a wet spot on my cameltoe, I saw my pussy practically exposed!

I looked closer and I could see that my panties must have been shoved so far inside me that they didn’t cover any of my pussy lips at all.

I studied the pictures and I could pretty much see every inch of my pussy.

I tried to get the camera away from Kelly but she pulled it way and gave me a look that made me stop.

“These are great pictures. Mr. Jackson will give me some good money for these.”

“But my whole pussy is showing.”

Kelly put her arm around me, “what are you so nervous about? You can’t see your face. Mr. Jackson will certainly jerk off to this, and besides, you let me finger your pussy.”

I was still ashamed of letting Kelly finger-fuck me, but I enjoyed it so I knew that I couldn’t complain or else she would bring that up.

“I’ll tell you what, why don’t we take a bus ride and you can get some pictures of me?”

I agreed and on our walk to the bus, Kelly took us into a McDonald’s and we went into the bathroom.

We entered a stall and Kelly hiked up her skirt.

“Now it’s your turn to get me ready for my picture.”

I was nervous but I knew that there was no way that I could refuse. I kept telling myself that I was not a lesbian, but I found myself staring at Kelly’s crotch.

Kelly put my hand against her crotch and I’m not sure what happened, but instinct must have taken over.

I pulled Kelly’s panties down several inches until all of her landing strip was showing. I looked at that for a minute and realized that Kelly’s clit was visible.

Then I put my finger in the middle of her panties and lined it up with her pussy.

Just as I was about to push Kelly’s panties into her, she shifted and when I pushed, my finger slipped off of the panties and slid into Kelly’s pussy.

I was shocked. I had just slid my finger into another girl’s pussy and there was no way around it. This time there was no way for me to rationalize that I was not actually fingering her.

I was about to pull my finger out but Kelly wrapped her hand around my neck and pulled me closer to her. My face was inches from her pussy and I began to pump my finger in and out of her pussy as I watched from a very close vantage point.

I could smell Kelly’s sweet aroma as my finger began to become covered with her “cunt juice” as Mr. Jackson calls it.

Kelly shuddered and I realized that she was having an orgasm and I watched as the muscles in her thighs and abs began flexing.

Kelly told me to not stop because she was about to have another orgasm.

This went on for over twenty minutes and she had over 12 mini orgasms. I was completely covered in Kelly’s pussy juice and after she accidentally knocked my hand against my face a few times, and I tasted her juice, I was pleasantly surprised.

Before we left that bathroom, I had licked my hand clean and Kelly talked me into licking her pussy juice from her thighs.

She kept telling me to lick higher and I kept agreeing. At the end I was licking the area where Kelly’s thighs met her crotch. I didn’t feel comfortable going any higher, but Kelly was very smart.

She talked me into licking her skin dry up to the point where I could feel her pussy hair. Then I could stop and could honestly say that I had not licked her pussy.

But since she only has hair above her pussy, she knew that there was no way that I could feel any hair on the sides of her pussy and she was right. I licked my way closer and closer until I found myself licking Kelly’s right pussy lip. I had not been able to tell exactly where I was licking before because Kelly had put her panties over her crotch again.

Then when I tried to stop, Kelly talked me into licking her other thigh the same way, explaining that I didn’t lick her pussy, and she might as well be dry on both sides.

I agreed and licked all the way up her thigh until I was licking her right pussy lip. By that time I was so freaking horny that when Kelly put her hand behind my head and pulled me against her and told me to lick her cameltoe, I just kept licking.

Even though Kelly’s panties were covering her pussy, I could feel my tongue slid underneath them and brush against her pussy. She leaned forward, which caused the panties to become even looser.

Kelly moved my head where she wanted it and my tongue soon found her clit and I began to suck and nibble on it.

It didn’t take long before Kelly started shuddering again and my mouth was filled with warm fluid. I knew from the taste that Kelly had another orgasm and I was swallowing her cunt juice.

I kept licking Kelly until she was no longer producing any more pussy juice. When I stopped I realized that she was no longer holding my face against her crotch. I had crossed the line and voluntarily licked another woman’s pussy.

And I loved it.

Kelly fixed her panties and got her skirt smoothed down and she looked at me.

“Amy, I know that neither of us are lesbians, but you just gave me better oral sex than my boyfriend!”

I nodded. “I know. I mean. I love my fiancée and I know that I like fucking him, but I guess that I have to admit that I enjoyed what I just did.”

Kelly kissed me on the lips briefly and then looked at me in the eyes.

“Amy, it’s only fair that I let you feel what I just felt. But I am thinking that maybe we should get pictures in case we can make some serious cash from them.”

Let’s drop these pictures off to Mr. Jackson and let me think about it.


A few days later when Kelly and I met at Mr. Jackson’s office, he called us into his office.

“Let me first start out by saying that you two girls have wonderful cameltoes. Don’t try and pretend. I know that you took pictures of each other.”

Kelly and I were both surprised. I was about to deny it when Kelly admitted that he was right.

Mr. Jackson smiled.

“Okay, from now on you two only take pictures of each other. No more tourists.

“Amy, I’ve seen your pussy and it looks great. But I have only seen part of Kelly’s. That’s not fair. So, your job is to get some close-up shots of each other’s cameltoes, and try and get a bunch of pictures showing your pussy lips. Hell if you take pictures with anything inside your pussy, like a finger or dildo, you will get even more money. Basically, I will give you both $1000 per month for twice a week sessions here at my office. I won’t be in the room, but the lighting is better here and I have a nice bed in the back office and the door locks.”

I figured that it sounded pretty good to me so I agreed.

“Mr. Jackson, you are about to get some great pictures of two young pussies. And for that kind of money, I’ll let you pick out the objects that you want us to put inside our pussies. Then when we are done, you will be able to smell and taste us both.”

Kelly’s mouth was wide open, but she finally agreed.

“Yeah, as long as the pictures are just for your personal collection, you just bought two cameltoe sluts.”

Mr. Jackson brought us back to the backroom and showed us the bed and the lock on the door. When he left us, Kelly locked the door and I looked around the room.

I found two things in the room that looked strange. One was a book and the other was a clock that were placed in weird places. They were next to different parts of the bed, about afoot above the mattress.

I figured that he probably had the room set up with hidden cameras and that really turned me on. I decided to mot tell Kelly about my suspicions.

Kelly embraced me and our mouths locked for a very passionate kiss. I couldn’t believe that kissing a girl would feel that great.

We both quickly stripped and I hopped on the bed first and laid on my back. I was admiring Kelly’s firm breasts when she got on the bed and spun herself around into the sixty-nine position and lowered her face to my pussy and began to give me the best tongue lashing that I every had.

Meanwhile, Kelly was straddling my face and I could tell that the strange clock was just behind my head. I leaned my head back and stuck out my tongue and tickled Kelly’s pussy.

I knew that Mr. Jackson’s hidden camera would have a great view of my tongue in Kelly’s pussy.

The two of us spent the next three hours in that room, exploring each other with our fingers and tongues. I lost count of Kelly’s orgasms after 35, and she brought me to 4 wonderful orgasms. The room smelled like sex and when we left I was sure that Mr. Jackson had some great video.

That was a month ago and now I have sex with my fiancée a few times a week, but Kelly and I eat each other almost every day. One day Kelly told me that her boyfriend had just fucked her right before she met me at the office, and as soon as she straddled my face, I watched as sperm oozed out of her well-fucked pussy into my mouth. I greedily ate Kelly out and craved her orgasms because each one forced more and more of her boyfriend’s sperm into my mouth.

She realized what I had done and she made me promise to return the favor. The next day I had my fiancée fuck me 20 minutes before I met Kelly and I knew that I had a lot inside me because my fiancée and I did not have sex for a week.

Kelly almost gagged on the sperm as it flowed out of me.

After that session, we joked about knowing how the other’s boyfriend’s cum tasted.

The next day Kelly told me that her boyfriend proposed to her and she accepted.

I congratulated her and joked that I bet that they had great sex.

She gave me a wicked smile, “get undressed and you can swallow the sperm from my future husband."