Photo Sessions by bocarat

Becky was waiting for Rachel to arrive at the café in Brooklyn . She chose to be outside under a small table sipping her OJ, and nibbling on her omelets while waiting for her friend. Rachel a petite 5 foot two inch young woman with dark, black hair, a round angelic face, and deep dark eyes had asked Becky to meet her at the café, where they first met each other a couple of weeks ago. It was a bright Sunday morning, and the two young women who were eating alone were asked to share a table to accommodate other customers that morning, and a friendship was struck up after just a few minutes of conversation. Like Becky (see Sessions), Rachel was a young artist, except that she had a trust fund, and was living off of that and being a waitress in a local bar to make ends meet. She and Becky were both in their early 20's and college graduates. Rachel was a photographer, and today she needed a subject to shoot. She was developing a portfolio, and Becky suggested that maybe she could help her get a showing at her or one of the many other galleries in New York . Becky did not know that she would be the subject of her shoot, but was flattered. At first turning it down saying that she wasn't glamorous or pretty enough, but Rachel refuted those claims, and started to adjust her hair and pose her face in different poses. Rachel stated to Becky, “Why Becky you are gorgeous!”

Rachel finally arrived to pick Becky up, and said “are you ready?” Becky replied, “I am a little nervous, I mean I am no model! I'm not that pretty” as she picked up her garment bag. Rachel dressed in a black, tight low cut blouse, and short red shorts tried to ease her anxiety by saying how “great she looked”, and “what a wonderful subject she is.” As the two walked to Rachel studio and apartment, Becky saw an old wooden chair someone was throwing out. She immediately grabbed it, and looked around, and said, “ what a wonderful old chair, I can use this as a piece of art.” Rachel looked at it, and examined it also “it has a lot of character” Becky nodded, and wrapped her arm, around the chair and carried it towards Rachel's place.

When they arrived at Rachel's flat/ studio she had Becky pose in her skirt, blouse and sandals to get an idea of the natural curves, shapes and lines of her face, arms, legs, breasts and torso. Rachel laid out the outfits on her couch in her large studio apartment and chose outfits for Becky to try on, and be photographed in. The first was a black strapless evening gown; she focused the camera on Becky's long sexy neck, and her high cheekbones. After several more shots in this outfit, Rachel gave Becky her high appraisal of the photos, and told her to then change into the jeans and black lace up the front blouse. Becky had picked up the blouse sometime ago in a small boutique. Becky did not think she had a large chest like Rachel, so she never felt that she had the figure for such a blouse but she bought it anyways. Rachel told her to try it on nonetheless. Becky was uncomfortable with the blouse, and Rachel went over to her, and told her to relax. Rachel had Becky put her hands on her hips, and stand up straight, and “stick out her chest!” Rachel focused the camera again on Becky's lovely neck, lean, muscular arms, shoulders and nice round chest. Rachel was very happy that way that the shoot was going so smoothly. Becky was a great subject, and the camera loved her.

“Now it's time to get a little sexy!” Rachel said. Rachel had Becky change into a gold camisole, panties and high heels. Becky feeling confident, and very self- assured of herself struck several provocative posses for Rachel and her camera. After the shoot and poses had been exhausted, Rachel suggested the two take a break. Rachel was still very happy the way the shoot was progressing, as time and energy was not being wasted. She had worked with “professional” models before, and had trouble working with them and their egos. On several occasions little spats would occur between Rachel and the models, and sometimes insults, and slaps were exchanged. Rachel was a very talented, sensitive photographer, and preferred to work with natural settings, but she saw something in Becky that was radiant and full of energy, plus it would enhance her portfolio, and possibly get her some lucrative commercial work.

After the two finished their yogurt, fruit, veggies and cheese and crackers, and of course some wine, Rachel got an idea and asked Becky to try something and to trust her. She asked Becky to go to the shower, but to leave her panties, and blouse on. Rachel then turned on the water, and photographed Becky wet in the shower. The water droplets accented her long, lean body, arms and legs. Then the fabric clung to her firm, athletic body and brought out a whole new side of the subject. Rachel and the camera captured this look of confidence from Becky that was sexy, smart and very sophisticated. Rachel turned off the water, and gave Becky fresh towels, and told her to come out when she was ready. Becky was full of energy and confidence, and was jumping up and down with the towel around her. Becky's hair was wet and carefree, and so were her inhibitions. Rachel went over to Becky as she was dancing and prancing around the studio and caught her and started to unwrap the towel around Becky's body. Becky sobered up from the high of the previous shoots, and then felt Rachel's hand take her hand and led her to the bed.

Rachel had Becky lay down on the bed on her stomach. Rachel then manipulated the covers, pillows and Becky's body to reveal to the camera Becky's beautiful, taunt, sexy body. Rachel focused the camera on Becky's thigh, and nice round ass, with just a hint of breast. She position Becky's hair to feature her soft round face and cheekbones. Becky was more apprehensive, but displayed vulnerability in her face to the camera, and the photographer. Rachel continued to praise her subject, and Becky became more at ease with the subject matter.

“Trust me some more Becky” Rachel said as she brought the chair Becky had picked out of the trash earlier that morning to the center of the studio. Rachel took the silk sheet off of the bed, and had Becky sit on the chair naked. Rachel then draped the sheets over her body covering up, but yet exposing some skin. Becky trusted Rachel, and moved around the chair. The two kept the poses provocative, but not pornographer or obscene, Becky then sat reverse style on the chair, with her legs spread and grappling the legs of the chair, and her face and chin resting on the back of the chair. Rachel shot the scene delicately and stopped to adjust the lights in the room, and her subject several times. Rachel had an idea, she wanted Becky's nipples to poke or peer out from beneath the sheets. Becky was already displaying a lot of thigh, shoulders, and sides in the shots already, displaying a hint or tease of her delicate breasts.

Rachel slowly crept behind Becky like a tiger stalking its prey and sat down behind her on the chair, and whispered into Becky's ear, “just relax, I just need some more from you.” Rachel then started to rub Becky's thighs, and then moved her hands to Becky's stomach. Becky just froze, she never anticipated this, and the surprise touch felt so good. She had been noticing how pretty Rachel was, and how gorgeous her face and body were during the shoot. Rachel gave Becky little kisses on her neck, and then moved her hands to Becky's now erect nipples and breasts. She fondled loving Becky's nipples until they poked underneath the silk sheet. Rachel then lowered her hands to Becky's love mound, and began to gently stroke and rub the erogenous zone. Becky began to breath a little heavier, and her face displayed the passions running inside her. Rachel lifted herself off the chair and away from Becky and was back at her camera to get the shot she had arranged. A few more shots with her camera, and Rachel finished her masterpiece. Rachel nodded at Becky and smiled, Becky breathing deeply rested her head on the back of the chair and sighed, as she leaned forward. Rachel put down her camera, and took her spot behind Becky once again. This time Becky turned around and faced Rachel as she sat on Becky's lap. The two exchanged kisses that were awkward at first, then the two smoothed out their lust and passion, and began to caress each other's chest, neck and thighs. Rachel broke off the kiss first; she then took off her blouse, bra, shorts and panties and moved in to Becky's wanton grasp. Rachel grabbed and picked up Becky's left thigh, and slid her right thigh underneath it, as she kissed, nuzzled Becky as the two women pulled each other closer for more intimate contact. The two young women rubbed and grinded against each other, as their arms and legs, breasts and hearts strained and yearned for more continued bodily contact with the other young woman.

Suddenly, Becky pushed Rachel off of her, as she firmly but gently lowered her to the wood floor and lowered her own body on top of Rachel's. Rachel spread her legs, and allowed Becky to feel her love mound against her own. Becky applied her full weight into the petite body of her photographer and grinded her breasts and pelvis into Rachel's. The moans and groans of passion filled the room as both young women were now entangled and enthralled at the rapture of the moment. Becky was about to kiss Rachel, and then looked into Rachel's eyes, and suddenly stopped her movements, and rolled off of Rachel. Becky sat down on the floor, and rested her head on her propped up right knee and said; “I'm so sorry Rachel, but I can't.” “Can't what? You can't make love to me, then just fuck me!” Rachel said. Rachel sat up and reached up to pull Becky back down to the floor, but Becky resisted, and jerked her arm away. “What's the matter? Are you too good for me? Is that it? Rachel inquired. “No, that's not it. I'm just a little confused, and I'm not sure I want to go down this road with you! I am not a lesbian!” Becky said. “What I'm not good enough, not fucking sexy enough for you? Admit it you just can't handle me, and you are just a fucking tease! I'm not lesbo either, but I'm horny and I wanna fuck! Come on let's just have some fun and fuck!” Rachel chided Becky. “No I can't, I won't!” Becky yelled back at Rachel, and got up to leave the apartment. Rachel jumped up quickly as Becky started to collect her clothes, and get dressed. She was preparing to leave Rachel's studio. “This is mine!” Rachel screamed as she wrapped her hands around the old chair hoping to instigate a fight, and keep Becky there a little longer. “No it's not, it's mine and I'm taking it with me” Becky said as she grabbed hold of one of the chair's legs and began to pull it away from Rachel.

Rachel pulled back, and soon the two naked women were pulling at the chair, and throwing insults and profanity at each other. “I am not leaving without my chair Rachel!” Becky announced. The two fought for the chair, as each woman pulled on the chair. After a few moments of this struggle, Becky pulled the chair towards here and almost had control over the beaten up piece of furniture. “Fine then let's fight over it bitch!” Rachel screamed back at Becky with an evil smile, and both women still aroused from the earlier foreplay were now locked in combat. Rachel and Becky simultaneously dropped their grip of the chair and attacked each other's breasts and hair. Rachel having large, bouncing breasts gave Becky an easy target for attack. Rachel scratched and clawed at Becky's sensitive orbs, and had a hand full of Becky's short, light brown hair. They yanked, clawed, cussed and moaned from the pain.

Despite Becky's earlier pleas that she did not want to continue, she was still under the spell of Rachel's earlier touch and probing from when the two had foreplay on the old chair, and was still in a daze from her own hormones. Rachel kept bringing her body into Becky's, and moving and rubbing against Becky as they struggled across the room. Becky was losing her focus on the fight, and was becoming fixated with releasing the primal desire deep within her, when all of a sudden Rachel was able to wrap her right leg around Becky's left leg, and inflict a love mound to love mound hump and grind, before she tripped Becky to the floor. Becky completely lost focus of the fight she was in, and her head was in a cloud when the surging pain in her scalp brought her back to earth and reality. She found herself on the floor; beneath Rachel who was shoving her chest into Becky's, and grinding her pussy into Becky's thighs. Rachel was trying to spread Becky's legs for more erotic contact between the two young women.

Becky gaining her senses began to fight back sexually with Rachel, as well as attacking Rachel's hair and breasts. She opened or spread her legs for better access to Rachel's pussy with her own. She wrapped her arms tight around Rachel's back, and pulled her towards her, and Rachel's breasts ballooned to the side of their bodies. Becky could feel her hard; erect nipples dig into the tit flesh of Rachel's. They felt like a drill bit drilling into soft, flabby wood. Becky could also feel her and Rachel's legs strain against the musculature of hers. Becky's legs were much stronger, as she applied pressure to Rachel's legs and thighs to keep them from escaping her python like grasp. Now the fight would be a struggle of endurance and sexual stamina. Becky began to feel energized as she heard Rachel moan and groan softly at first, then louder and louder, until she finally screamed out her orgasmic submission. Becky loosened her arm and leg holds around her victim, and allowed Rachel to catch her breath. Becky then rolled Rachel onto her back, and applied her own pressure to Rachel's already defeated sexual tools and talents. Becky rubbed her breasts into Rachel's, and their nipples poked and probed. Becky lowered herself on top of Rachel, and looked at the display of mammaries between the two lovers. Becky noticed that her own breasts were actually quite attractive, and that she could display cleavage, as her breasts formed between the heavier, softer breasts of Rachel. Becky already felt Rachel's love juice pour into her and now she wanted to return the favor, and she began to hump Rachel to Becky's own sexual satisfaction.

Becky took a deep breath then started slowly at first, then increased her tempo of sexual friction with Rachel. After just a few minutes, Becky too had come, and Rachel was still reeling from the first orgasm, was on the verge of a second. Becky looked down at Rachel as saw that her eyes had welled up with tears. Becky asked, “Are you okay Rachel?” Rachel nodded yes, and Becky wiped away her tears, and brushed back the hair from her angelic face. Rachel reached up, and pulled Becky's face down to hers and gently kissed her full, hard and wet on the lips. Becky enjoyed the tenderness of the kiss, and the passion behind it. As the two women separated, the love juices drained from their groins, and onto the floor. The two hellcats were a sight, their hair looked liked a rat's nest, and both women suffered several scratches on their breasts, thighs and necks.

Becky ran her hand through her hair, and began to regain her sense of balance and composure as she got up and off of Rachel. She helped Rachel up off the floor, and led her to her bed to lie down. She got Rachel and herself a bottle of water, and then proceeded to get dressed. Rachel spoke first and said, “I'm really sorry Becky!” “It's okay, Rachel, it's okay!” Becky replied. Becky was dressed and ready to walk out when she looked back at Rachel in the bed looking like she was going to cry; Becky turned and moved towards Rachel and kissed her on the forehead, and in a gracious, sophisticated model like pivot she turned from Rachel and picked up her chair and walked out the door!