Photo Shoot

Uncle Ron greeted Betty and Archie warmly. He was wearing a long silk robe and slippers. He locked his studio doors and placed the "CLOSED" sign in the front window. "I'm glad you are on time. Follow me!" Ron ordered.

Uncle Ron lead the pair to the back room of the studio. It was a bright, windowless room. A small bed and a table with four chairs were the only furniture in the room. Archie noted that two 8mm movie cameras and two 35mm cameras were set on tripods facing the bed.

"Betty, Archie, this is my assistant Lynda," Uncle Ron pointed to a shapely auburn-haired young woman who entered the room from the other side. Lynda was about 22 and was a beauty. She was wearing a green lab-coat that covered her to her knees.

"Betty," Uncle Ron continued, "I think you have the makings of a very special model. I'm going to shoot a lot of film today and see how you work out. Now you go with Lynda; she has some outfits for you to wear."

Uncle Ron pointed at Archie, "Archie, you be a good sport and sit in that chair against the back wall. Stay put and don't get in the way!"

Archie did as he was told. Betty followed Lynda to the side room.

In a few minutes they returned. Betty was wearing a simple white, form-fitting dress that buttoned down the front. She was carrying a glass of what looked like Coke. Lynda brought a glass of the cold liquid to Archie. "Here, had a cold drink."

Archie took a sip. It was Coke. But it had a funny, sweet, after-taste. Archie drank some more.

Uncle Ron began shooting photos of Betty. He had her pose and move around the bed and one of the chairs.

"Unbutton the top buttons on the dress, Betty!" Betty hesitated a moment and then undid the top two buttons. Uncle Ron moved in closer with the camera and shot more pictures.

"Undo two more buttons, dear," he ordered softly. Betty looked a little funny, but her fingers undid the buttons. Her dress was not unbuttoned below her breasts. Archie gulped his Coke when her saw that Betty was not wearing anything under the dress.

Uncle Ron had Betty bend over the table. The tips of her pink nipples were visable. Uncle Ron shot away!

Archie's cock was straining in his slacks. He suddenly noticed that Lynda was standing right next to him. "I can take care of that swelling," she smiled as she dropped to her knees to undo Archie's belt and zipped. She lifted him slightly and tugged his slacks down to his ankles.

Archie's eyes bugged wide when she stood and opened her lab coat; she was naked beneath the thin garment. There was no hair around her pussy.

Lynda laughed softly, "You like my shaved pussy? It's nice and wet and ready." With that she lowered herself down onto Archie's lap, spearing his cock straight into her slit. "Ahhh, so nice," she sighed.

Lynda began riding Archie's cock. Slowly she lifted herself, even slower she lowered herself again. Up and down for what seemed like forever she fucked him. Over her shoulder Archie could see that Uncle Ron had lifted Betty up onto the table. The white dress was up over her thighs. Betty's pussy was bare. Archie had a perfect view of her soft, blonde hair and the pink, wet slit. Betty was running two fingers up down her pussy.

Lynda continue her slow, mind-blowing fuck. She whispered in Archie's ear, "You like what Ron's special Coke does? Just a few drops in a regular Coke and you get really hot."

Archie couldn't keep his eyes off of Betty. Uncle Ron put down his camera, opened his silk robe, and drove his long, hard cock deep into Betty's pussy.

Betty wrapped her legs around Uncle Ron's hips and began fucking the man wildly. Archie grabbed Lynda's ass and began driving his cock up into her pussy hard and fast.

"Oh, yes!" she moaned in his ear, "Fuck me like a beast!"

Archie did just that, he closed his eyes, and began ramming his cock into the young woman's cunt hard and fast until, with a loud groan, he pulled her down firmly and blew his cum deep inside her.

When Archie opened his eyes Lynda was lifting herself from his semi-hard, dripping cock. Uncle Ron had re-tied his robe. Betty was still lying on the table, legs spread, cum flowing from her red pussy.

"Lynda, get Betty freshened up, give her and Archie another Coke, and get her into the next outfit."

Lynda hurried to obey Ron's orders.