When I got home that Saturday after meeting Barry, I was still beside myself.  How could I be so open to being voyeured by a man I met only a few hours earlier.  Barry had charisma and charm that I was immediately drawn too. He didn't seem creepy or discusting.  I sometimes felt dirty doing the things I have done to my body but Barry made it exciting and celebrated it.  Kay was right, he was a breath of fresh air in our small community and will certainly stand out.  

I had no idea what to expect from Barry and the photo shoot he was planning.  He was very creative and artistic so I felt the experience was going to be an exciting one.  I did contemplate the fact that I lied to him about my real age.  I answered so fast and I didn't want this opportunity to pass me by.  It was 1980 and my life was becoming a bore.   Kay said that he was very professional and did some high quality work.  I was eager to see what he has done already.  

Per my instructions, I trimmed and painted my nails.  I wanted to be clean and show him that I was the type of model he was looking for.  I sat on my bed very horny and excited for tomorrow to come.  My mother came to my door and saw that I was doing my nails and sat on my bed.  She asked if I wanted to go shopping tomorrow and I immediately replied "no!"  She asked why not and I said Kay asked me to work for her for a couple hours whiloe she helped Barry in his new studio.  My mother immediately knew who he was  and asked if I met him.  I said that he came to the store yesterday and was very artsy and fun.  My mother agreeed that said that Kay introduced them a few years ago and they hit it off.  I asked her what she meant and she said that he did some sketches of her a few years ago.  

I asked mom where the sketches are and she said that the students kept them and he kept his own copy.  I said that that sounded exciting and fun and it would be neat if he could do one of me.  She said "i'm sure he would love too" and maybe they could go over there to say "hi" when she drove me into town.  I had a strong sense that my mother was attracted to him and his open minded approach.  But, did he sketch her nude?  I played dumb and said that maybe when he's sett;ed in we can stop by.  She agreed.

After mom left my room, I called Kay and asked her if I could come into work for her tomorrow and use that as an excuse that I gave my mom.   Kay said it was fine and asked what my mother knew or said.  I told her that Barry sketched her before and she giggled and said that he did.  She said it was a well done drawing so. I knew she saw it.  

The anticiption was killling me.  I had many exciting thoughts cross my mind as I got myself ready for bed.  I had erotic dreams and the sun couldn't come up fast enough.  I was wondering if Barry felt the same way.  I'm sure he did since he told me that I was as delightful as I was.  He alreadt saw me naked and he was so calm.  I was really at peace with that and I didn't want to lose that trust and confidence.  I went through my closet and dresser trying to pick out something new and exciting to wear to match the new style he was showing me.  I decided on a country girl outfit.  Off to bed for a restless night of "sleep".

I was up early and I was eager to get my day started.  I took a long shower to make myself super clean.  I stared at myself in the mirror.  The reflection was a skinny teen girl who had blossomed a redish pubic mound that I dried and brushed out.  I flaunted a firm 6 pack ab because I was so skinng but in shape.  My nails were painted red as Barry had asked.  I thought I was nervous but it dawned on me that I was more excited for my new look and life.  I hated wearing shoes so I went barefoot and some cut off blue jean shorts with a plaid sleeveless shirt tied at the bottom.  I bravely did not wear a bra or underwear.  This was risky as my mom was driving me to town.  I wasn't sure what to expect so I wore my hair down.

Our truck headed to town in the early moring sunlight.  It was Sunday and we were ahead of the church crowd.  Though, after church, many of the parish went to town for breakfast at one of the 2 diners on the square.  So, it was probably going to be busy.  My mind was past that and focused on getting to Kay's shop with out mom being suspicious.  Kay was opening her shop at 8 AM and I was there prompltly at 8.  Mom parked in the front of her store and wanted to go in and say hi.  I was flustered as I just wanted her to leave.  This was my day and I didn't want it to get ruined.   I patiently waited for mom to hug Kay good bye as I swept the floor and tried to look busy.  

The beel rang and I heard my parents truck start up and drive away.  Kay walked up to me and asked how old I told Barry I was.  I said 18 and she wasn't very surprised becuase she knew more about me than I let onto her.  She brought up the panties in the pocket of the fur coat and asked me to be honest with her.  She asked if I was sexually active and I told her I didn't have sex.   She asked me if I masterbate often and I awkewardly said yes.  IShe mentioned that shew overheard some of her friends boys talking about some of the things they witnessed me doing and wanted to know if they were true.  I admitted that I do love to be nude and remove my clothes when I walk the train tracks.  The conversation started out weird but she laughed it off and replied that she doesn't see why it;s ok for men to behave this way but it's not ok for women too.  I didn;t feel proud and I asked her who was saying this and she told me.  I knew exacltly when she was talkng about.  I was voyeured and enjoyed it as long as they didn't tell anyone.  Kay said that my feeling are valid and that my mother was much like me when she was younger and even somewhat now.   I was sorta shocked but I understand the feeling.  My mind was confused then she said, well, if some of the locals already saw you naked then what's the harm in my modeling in a controlled environment.   She said have fun and enjoy the rush and I headed to the door.

The bell rung as I anxiously walked through it.  I walked onto the sidewalk and walked barefoot around the square before approaching Barry's studio.  I saw that there was brown paper on the windows about half way up and painted elequently on it was the name of his art gallery and opening soon.  I stepped up to the door and pulled the handle and te door opened inward as I walked in.  I closed the door behind me as the sunlight lit up the back half of the room.   There was lively music playing and the smell of incents were in the air.  I walked into the gallery and looked around.  Many of the boxes that were there yesterday are gone and the room seemed cleaner.  There were 4 tripods with silver umbrellas on them and a small plastic swimming pool off to the side.  It was just like the one you see everywhere.  I nervously walked past all of that and then the door opened behind me.  Hey beautiful, Barry remarked.  You are a little early but thay's great. I ran down to get some coffee a the diner and got you one.  He gave me the coffee and I thanked him.  he was always so kind and gentle.  

Barry was wearing a bold red, blue and yellow striped sweatshirtand a fun hat.  His pants were red too and he looked great.  He took my hand and kissed it and led me to the back room.  At a table there were 3 chairs and a stool.   He opened a drawing pad to a page that he had drawn and there was a vanilla sundae with whip cream around the side and chocolate syrup over it with 2 cherries on top.  He showed me the picture and asked what I thought.  I said it looks delishious and we laughed.  The picture was well drawn and it was clear that Barry was an artist.  Then he turned the page and there was his idea.  There were 3 sketches that were drawn over his sundae drawing.  He then said, here is what I enviosion and I want you to tell me how comfortable you are with them.  

In one picture, the model was kneeling in a sundae dish with her upper half exposed and covered in cherries etc.... The other was the model laying lingways like a banana split and the toppings were on her as she was nude.   And the last one was the model face down and ass up as her butt cheeks poked out of the top and painted red as her cheeks were the cherries.  Wow, I said.  These are really neat and I didn't kow what to expect.  Barry asked yesterday what kind of photo shoot I wanted and I replied dessert and this is what he created.  I was intrigued.  He asked agian, are there any that you are uncomfortable with and my reply was' you're the artist.  Let's make art.  He clapped his hands  and laughed and stood up and said, this will be fun, let's get started.  My heart jumped into my throat because this was very real now.  I've been horny for 24 hours and this was my chance to have some fun.  

He walked over to the paper covered door and locked it.  He returned to me and commented on how adorable my outfit was.  He asked no shoes? and I told him that I never liked to wear them.  He eager ly said," I love it.  A real country girl".  If this goes welll, we have to take advantage of your natural country charm.  He walked into the front room and came back with a camera and started to put the film in it and asked if I wanted to see the pictures he took of me yesterday since he had them developing in the dark room.  I said I am a fan of erotic art and he lead the way.   We went downstairs to a dark room with dark lights.  There were pictiures of me hanging on a long rope or string.  I was mesmorized at how amazing the pictures looked.   He had clearly used a zoom lens as I innocently walked out of the store and walked bravely across the square toward his gallery.  He captured every moment and my innocense was very real as was my exhibitionist side.  He taled about how he wanted to accentualte the orangeish colors of my pubic hair as it peeked out from under my skirt.  The outfit looked vibrant and well chosen.  He was clearly an artist.  Knowing the answer, I asked if this was all of the pictures and he said no, he hasn't developed the ones on his other camera but wanted to use up the film.  

Barry asked me if I wanted to take some warm up pictures with my country girl outfit and I said, of course, I picket it out for you.  His smile was huge and he said,"great, lets go upstairs".  I led the way and he passed me up in the back room and said, pointing upward" upstairs".  He grabbed his camera and led the way.  After the 2nd floor he said " the roof".  I followed him and he climbed out of the window to a fire escape.  He asked me to poke my head out and put my hands on my chin as is I were daydreaming and looking out of the window and he took a couple pictures.  Beautiful, he remarked.  He said to climb out of the window half way and sit back and look away.  I sat perched on the window sill with one foot in and one foot out.  I stopped and posed as I felt the morning breeze pass over my warm pussy.  He instructed me to put my inside foot on the sill and put my face on my knee and he took a couple more pictures.  He was very much in charge and I was trying my best to be the model he wanted.  

He asked me to climb the rusty steel stairs ahead of him so I led the way.  He isnstructed me to stop and push my ass out and arch my back.  Click,click.   Now he said climb to the top and turn around and remain standing Click,click.  Now step onto the roof so I did.  It was black tar and there were already chairs and a small table up there.  I stood up and gazed over the familiar town that I lived in but I have never seen it like this.  Click from behind.  He said he has a few more pictures left so he had me untie my sleevless blouse and let it drop open in the light breeze.  He told me to walk to the edge over the square and be as bold as I wanted to be.  I took this as a guage for what;s next to come and asI walked toward the edge, I could feel the warm black rood giving off heat as my racing heart was relentlessly poundind, I walked close enough that I couldn't be seen and removed my top.  I trhew my hair into the wind as hetook one more picture.  He remarked that the natural light looked incredible on my skin.  I took a deep breath and reminded myself that I love this and undid the button on my loose shorts!and let them drop to the ground. I was completely naked and the feeling was liberating.  

Barry instructed me to hold certain standing poses and took more pictures.  I was feeling more comfortableand loving the freedom and I bravely walked to the edge of the roof and stood with my arms and legs wide as I flashed my pale teen body to the town for about 10 seconds, then I quickly stepped back.    Barry said, I have 2 more shots so lets head inside.  He quickly climbed down the stairs and he had my clothes.  I asked me to carefully walk down the stairs and stop in the middle as he went under.  He asked me to fluff out my "golden red fire" as he called it and i obeyed.  I pushed my pelvis out and he dnapped a shot from underneath and behind.  He said, you will love this picture.  I was on a roll and growing much more confident and my pubic hair was starting to drip with juice and sweat.  HE said that he wanted to catch the droplets in the sunlight so I was to position myself so he could take a picture of my ass and dripping hair.  I held my position of a few minutes as he described how my vagina looked nad that the drip was almost to the end of my soaked hair.  I envisioned him staring intently at my thick swelling cunt and becoming aroused as I held my thighs open in the calm breeze until my cum reached it's destination.  Then, click, click.  That;s incredible how your vagina swells like it does.  I'll have to plan more photo shoots with you, Barry excitedly said.  That was a sign of approval.

He climbed into the window and held his hand to help me in.  My body was starting to sweat and he asked, how do you feel?  I replied fantastic.  I love this feeling.  Naked, I followed him back to the main floor.  Not even realizing that I was nude.  I was extremely comfortable.  Barry said that he thinks he knows which dessert shoot he would choose and he asked me which one I wanted to do 1st,  I picked the last one with the cherry ass up.  He agrees and the decision was made.  He told me how he wanted to approach this.  He said that he wanted to paint my ass cherry red but he wanted to remove the hair from my ass.  He joked that hairy cherries don't look tasty.  I wasn't sure what to say except, ok.  He said that he will shave my cheeks,if i'm comfortable with that and I was.  He directed me to the pool.  He draped a large white cloth over the pool and said that's the dish.  Then he pointe to 2 big boxes off to the side and said that's the whip cream.  He grabbed a can and it was shaving cream.  His plan was to fill the pool as much as possible with shaving cream and cover me with shaving cream too and have  my ass poking out of the top.  I was intrigued and facinated.  He really planned this out and I was excited to be covered with shaving cream from head to toe.  

Barry left the room and returned with a silver razor. He asked me to step into the covered pool and turn around.   He handed me 2 cans of shaving cream and isntructed me to start to fill the pool.  I took off the caps and shook the cans and squirted away.  I was distracted by my task as he promptly squirted cream in his palm and smeared it onto my lower back and ass.  He worked it in between my ass crack and slightly touched my lower pussy.  I loved the fresh clean smell and feeling that shaving cream gives me and this shoot was going to be hot.  I felt my chest pounding as he started to shave my back and butt cheeks.  I kept to my task as I emptied the 2 cans and grabbed 2 more.  I covered the bottom of the pool and my feet too.  I could feel the razor stroking over my firm ass and lower legs and he kept cleaning the razor with water in the bowl.  The hot water ran down my legs and shortly after he was done.  He dried my backside off as I promprtly emptied 2 more cans and grabbed 2 more.  

Barry walked over to some lamps off to the side and grabbed them and opened them up next to me.  They were like silver umbrellas.  He made his adjust,ments and fetched an extension chord for them.  I looked briefly but was more interested in watchng the pool fill with the white aromatic cream that reminded me of my dad.  After mulyiple cans, the pool was virtually full.  I still was instructed to grab 2 more and keep going.  How numbing to know that I will be immersed in this.  Then, the room bacame extremely bright.  He plugged in the lamps and I could almost immediately feel the room get warmer even though it was plenty warm.  BArry walked in front of me as I stood nude and aroused as he looked me up and down slowly.  He had a smirk on his face as he playfully said, you're really enjoying this, aren't you.   I giggled and told him that  had never done this before and I wanted it all to work out.  He calmly said, "you will love it".  I already was!!

I continued to empty more cream into the pool and he opened a can of red paint.  The color was a candy apple red.  Very vibrant.  I watched him grab a paint brush and walk around behind me.  He traced a pattern on my upper back as I sttod there emptyinh more shaving cream and more aroused than I could handle.  I felt him stroking the soft brush over the small of my back and made his way to my cheeks.  He painted them one at a time and eventually made his way to my ass crack.   He instructed me to stop.  He grabbed a rubber band and he haded it to meand asked me to put my hair up into a bun.  I followed his instructions.  Then, he directed me to lower myself into the filled pool bit to keepo my ass up as it was basically painted.  I placed my hands in the pool as I bent over to touch the bottom.  The while soft cream covered my forearms and I slowly dropped to my knees.  My nipples had touched the cream and eventually my front torso.  

Then, Barry guided me lower into the shaving cream and told me to clear a space in the deep cream for my head as he wanted me buried in the pool ass up.  I made space with my white covered hands pushing the thick cream to the side.  He draped a white towel over my head and said to get as low as possible and cover my head with an opening at the side of the pool so I could breath.  I went down on my elbows and he fixed the towel and quickly spread the shaviing cream over my back and shoulders.  He was fast as I could hear him walking around me and squirting more shaving cream over body.  He stopped spreading it where he has already painted my ass.  

With my ass exposed and my while body submerged in shaving cream, I was overtaken by the exhilating feeling I had from the cream covering my body.  I felt him painting more om my exposed ass and could only imagine what he was doing.  He continued to paint and decorate my shaved body and kept asking how I was doing.  I stayed positive was highly aroused with all of this.  Then, I felt the paint brush tickling my ass the over my vulva.  Barry was fast i his work as he painted over the hair on my pussy.  My slit was highly swollen and very lubricated.  He kept to his rapid strokes as he wathced my vagina twitch with pleasure.  Amazing, he commented.  You are a fantastic model and this looks erotic, he said.   Just wait!!

Then, I heard first click of the camera.  Then another and another. I heard him walk around as he gave me more and more compliments as he became the photographer.  Many more clicks and compliments and occasionally I felt him add or move the shaving cream over my thighs and back.  Many more clicks while I could only imagine what he was seeing as my shaved teen ass and soaked hairy pussywas revealed for hiim to do as he pleased.  Then he said, just a few more minutes but he wasn';t taking any pictures.  I thought he was reloading the film or something.  I remained in my vulnerable position as I heard Barry breathing heavier than normal.  I heard a rapid tapping and he made a grunt.  I then realized that he was masturbating while admiring my painted bush and ass.  I don't remember a time where I was more horny knowing he was pleasuring himself to me.  All done, he said as he lifted the towel.  I pushed myself up with my hands and sat on my side.  My body was completely covered and the feeling was unmatched.  He asked how I was doing I said I was excitef to see the pictures.  He agreed. I put my hands behind me and leaned back as I was enthralled with pleasure.  He grabbed his camera and took a few pics of me  submerged in the pool.  I opened my thighs to allow the shaving cream to engulf me.   I had to masturbate!!  I ran my hand under the cream to my open thighs and immediately stroked my massive cunt.  I slowly felt myself up then started slap my cream covered pussy. I came immediately ss I stared at Barry while he watched as I brought myself to a massive orgasm.  

I wasn't shy about this.  I needed to get it out and I encouraged my body to spasm and release all of this penned up energy.  I came and came and came while my right hand stroked my bulging clit and lips.   "WOW' he said.  I would have love to have seen that.   I giggled and said. me too.  I sat in my orgasm for a few minutes neck deep in cream then stood up.  His phone rang and he walked over to answer it.  He said a couple of yesses and said, I'll see to it the hung up.  He looked at me as I stood in the pool numb and highly aroused and he said, that my mom was on her way to the store to get me.  I knew we had a few minutes but he pointed me to the shower and walked in a turned it on warm.  He said I'll grab some towels for you as I carefully walked to the bathroom leaving splotches of my experience behind me.  I entered the shower and washer off the shaving cream quickly and the paint made the shower red.  It didn't come off as easily but I used a washcloth to get what I could.  I felt like I was racing the clock and did my best.  He fetched my clothes and set them on the sink.  I rinsed the best I could and dried off with my towel.  I was leaving red residue on the towel but it was mostly off.  I grabbed my clothes and put them on my panicking body.  I exited the bathroom as Barry was wiping the floor of my footsteps.  

He walked rapidly up to me and grabbed me by the shoulders and kissed me on forehead and said that the morning was very exciting and he can't wait for me to come back and see the results.  I smiled back and said I can come back tomorrow and he was excited to hear this.  He walked me to the studio door and unlocked the door and opened it for me.  I walked out into the late morning sunlight as I felt the warm air hit my body.  I crossed the street and headed back to the store.  I had an incredible feeling inside of me that I have learned to chase ever since.  I love beoing the model and sharing these moments.  I walked to the store door and opened it andthe bell rang as I walked in. Kay was talking to a customer as she greeted me from the other side of the racks. I smiled and said hi to both ladies.  I walked to the back of the store straight to the mirror.  I watched myself approach as I saw the new me smirking back as I knew a whole new chapter of my life was about to begin.