Next Scene : By The Tree

I pose a bit more, casually stroking my clit, and grasping my bosom, clearly attracting lust from a number in the crowd. I see the male photographer casually using his pointer finger to casually in a come-hither manner, as he stands just behind a nearby tree.

I pause, standing up as I casually saunter over to his location. My skirt does not slide down when I get off the picnic table, but by now I don't really mind. My tits bounce as I half step, half jump off the picnic table, and I wiggle my ass cheeks suggestively back and forth as I walk. I can feel the cool breeze more than ever now, along with the watching eyes of the crowd. I don't mind either, even as goosebumps form upon my nipples and breasts. I smile at him, walking in an alluring manner.

Once I reach, he whispers this will be the last shot at this location, before moving on to the beach. I nod, before preparing myself for it. I pull my top casually down, and my skirt back into place, and he tells me to roll up and down my hips as he did for the first shot.

I nod, and take a position by the tree, looking away, my arms on the tree trunk, my body leaning slightly back. I take several different postures, before pulling the skirt out, down and over, as he requested. Once more, my body from nod-hip to waist is exposed, and I smile as I do so, casually aware of how the crowd moved to capture the new scene.

After a few poses in this, I pull the top off, the small triangles off, placing in one of the branches just above me. As I pull the top off, I become aware once again of the breeze, as it caresses my nipples directly once more. I pose a few times topless, enjoying the attention of the crowd, and the orthographers alike, upon my topless body. They are brazer now, moving closer to me than before, but never opting to touch.

I pull my skirt down further, pausing to pose, leaning forward this time on the tree, my shaved thatch plainly visible, I pull the skirt off and place hit by the top of the tree, before spreading my legs slightly, continuing to lean against the tree. I pose there first toward the tree, then turn a router of a turn to the left once, pause, then again, and finally a third time.

I see my photographers nod at me, and I nod back, quickly grabbing the loaned clothes from the tree, and making my way back to their truck. He handed me my clothes, which I had worn when I first arrived, and he tells me, "We'd better hurry if we want to get to the beach while the light lasts".

I watch as she takes the driver's seat, while I follow him to the passenger seat. I might have sat in the back, but it is entirely full of cameras, clothes and misc gear. Of course, last time I was wearing my mini skirt and tank top. Now, however, I was naked, save a pair of high heels. She was too busy driving to care, and from what I noticed, he didn't mind. I felt him pull me close before e belts us both into the seat. My naked body is pressed tightly against his, and honestly, I don't mind in the slightest. I smile at him quickly, as he puts his hands around my waist, and as he places his hands on my legs.

As she puts the truck in motion, I silently wait for what beach we are going to. As we cross another intersection, I spread my legs some as we cross. He moved his hands, which had been resting on my legs and thighs, to fall down slightly, softly touching my clit. I sense his surprise by the suddenness of the touch and giggle as he looks suddenly worried he may have overstepped. I see him relax, as he hears me giggle in response.

It does not take long to reach the selected beach, and I wonder what kind of shots he wants to take now.