Tifa's first photo shoot

After a short tour of the studio, Tifa was then led to one of the rooms. There she went through some coaching and much later, the actual picture taking. It was a little before ten when Ben had finished taking photos of Tifa in various locations and many changes of clothes. Throughout the session, Tifa was enjoying herself.

Ben, the photographer, tried so hard to hide the rising bulge between his pants. His hard on having built up the moment he got good looks at Tifa's curves. Even through her clothes she was sexy.

"Where and when will my photos be printed?" Tifa asked with much excitement. She was currently clad in blue spandex body tights and wore nothing underneath.

"There are no plans as of now, but rest assured, you will appear in Naked Truth Inc.'s magazine," Ben said then added. "However, not all of your pics will show you fully clothed."

Tifa got the picture. "Oh I see. Dan told me I'd have to go nude."

"You're not offended?" Asked Ben, seeing his chance to see her naked.

"Not at all," Tifa calmly answered. "I'm willing to go for it now if you want."

"Please do so," Ben told her, but there was no need. Tifa had already pulled off the spandex shirt showing off her tits. The leggings followed and she spun around as if to prove to Ben that she was fully nude.

"What now?" Tifa asked.

Great body! Ben felt all the hairs on his head rise up, as well as his temperature as he gazed upon the beauty no farther than eight feet from him. "Just follow my instructions now."

In the next hour or so, Ben had expended six rolls of film taking photographs of Tifa in the modelling room, as well as in various locations in the building. In a bedroom, an office room, the gaming room, and even an indoor garden. Hehad Tifa pose in every seductive position imaginable, and gave a lot of emphasis in showing her tits, ass, and pussy on film.

Tifa was unsure at first, but slowly got the hang of her first nude photo shoot, especially the close-ups of her private parts.

"Damn it," Ben cursed as they ran out of film. "I guess we'll just have to take a break, Tifa." The last shots were made by the empty make-shift lobby where Tifa was posing on a huge couch.

Tifa had enjoyed herself even in the shoot. She had been able to release some part of herself that she never thought she had, and she thanked Ben for it. She planned to get dressed up again, then realized that she had left her clothes in the first modelling room.

"That was great!" Ben complemented Tifa, his hard on raging more painfully now.

Tifa was happy. "Thanks, Ben. And oh, could you wait for me here. I'll just go get my clothes."

"What's the rush? We can do something else now that we're alone. After all, taking pictures of your great body got me all hot," Ben said as she stopped Tifa, his hand clutching her arm.

Before Tifa could protest, she was pulled towards Ben and his hands were suddenly all over her body. She felt that his body was indeed hot. She felt a certain hardness below and realized that it was his cock.

"Great tits!" Ben said as his hands cupped Tifa's breasts fully. His tongue pushed into Tifa's mouth and she responded by kissing him back, her arms going around his body as well.

Suddenly, the door to the lobby suddenly opened. Both heard it and froze in shock. In their haste, they had forgotten to lock it.

"Ah, there you are, Ben. Someone left this camera and --- oh shit!" It opened to reveal one of the janitors. His hand held a digital camera and his eyes were suddenly locked on the site of a fully clothed Ben, holding the arm of a fully naked Tifa.

The janitor's eyes swept across Tifa's form and suddenly a bulge appeared between his legs. "Oh shit," he said, more slowly this time. He knew he had interrupted on something and was prepared to take hell for it.

Tifa was caught off guard by the sudden change of situation. She saw from the janitor's name patch that his name was Frank Desmond. He was shorter than Ben and of a lighter build. And his face was bright red