The older bull looked him up and down and shook his head slowly. "Nah, let's walk down the hill and fuck them all".
Three doors opened into the student union building. This one first led to a long hallway, but it was the most often used entrance as it faced the Quad. On the wall to the right, just inside the building, an old fashioned cork bulletin board stretched about 12 feet along the wall. Sure, most of the students went on line for the same information. But enough still used the board to leave messages that very little space remained on the board. Jobs offered and jobs wanted filled most of the space, but also apartments to rent and services offered clogged the rest of the space. Scraps of paper, 3X5 index cards, and what we used to call typewriter paper, which is now printer paper made the most offers.
My message was simple: LADIES Retired gentleman, amateur photographer branching out from shooting elk and birds seeking models for my learning process. $$$ for volunteers. If you need head shots for job applications or if you only want photos for family and friends you are welcome. I am experimenting with light and settings but am open to ideas.
I put a phone number on the paper and then many times along the bottom of the paper with the scissors cuts that allowed easy tearing off one to take home. The number led to a burner phone I bought for my privacy.
I found a place on the board near the center where I could move messages apart to make room for mine. Several people were reading messages as I backed away. One young woman who seemed to be walking through life angry and resentful glanced at it and then glared at me. She had the ratty gray sweatshirt big swaying tits no bra look, and I knew better than to glance that way, for she clearly did that just so she could yell at anyone male who looked. She was big enough to hurt someone. And loud enough to be noticed.
"What makes you think that the women going to this university are stupid enough to take their clothes off for you and your dirty money? You are badly mistaken. Fuck head old men like you should be taken out, castrated and shot!!!!!"
"Excuse me? What makes you think that my inquiry even suggests nudity?"
"Shit heads like you pull this all the time. Taking advantage of naive first year students is a pestilence on campus. You should be arrested!!!"
She turned on her heel and stomped away. At the end of the hall she stopped to talk with the butch haircut woman wearing work boots who slouched against the wall. An animated conversation followed with arm waving and pointing my way that I couldn't hear. Then they hugged and walked away, the short haired woman's arm draped over the shoulders of the other.
I stood there shaking my head. The other students in the hall just stared. My turn to leave. Reaching the door I glanced back toward the board. The petite black haired girl who had been at the far end of the bulletin board was taking a picture of my notice with her phone. She looked at me quickly and she too then walked away.
Not what I expected, but I left the notice on the board and went about my life. Maybe I could find some other way to expand my hobby with my camera if this didn't pan out.
The phone calls began that evening. Unfriendly female voices, some the same over and over. Obscene, name calling, loud....basically hateful. Don't know about you but I've grown accustomed to more civilized treatment. Was basically the same shit I caught from the stern woman in the hall that afternoon. I was verminous sewage trying to exploit women and I had better watch my back because they would be laying for me if I put my notice back up. I figured that meant they had torn it down.
They all had nearly the exact same spiel and I expect they were somehow organized for their assault on me. Fine. All the calls were to the burner phone I had bought. That part worked out. I left the phone in the drawer in the kitchen and I listened to the voice mail at my leisure. It was two days later that I was wading through the hate when that the one call caught my attention. A girl named Lisa had left a message. She was interested and left a call back number. Phone tag began. I finally reached a live human on Wednesday morning.
Lisa wanted to meet me, at a public place where she felt safe. No problem there. My time was free so her schedule dictated a late afternoon coffee at the franchise place I stopped using when they got so politically correct that it was a pain going in there. She found me easily because I wore the agreed upon green shirt and my usual long hair tied into the pony tail. She walked up to me at the table in the corner.
"Hi, I'm Lisa"
"Frank here. Nice to meet you. How are you today?"
"Honest answer? I am a bit nervous."
"How's about you sit down and I'll buy you a coffee and we just talk."
"OK"
Moments later I handed her a grande mocha non fat soy latte, whatever the fuck that is. She was clearly nervous. And cute. She was maybe five foot four, with black hair cut with bangs and her own version of a pony tail. When she smiled, which took some effort from me, she was not a traditional beauty, but she had a nice face. She wore loose fitting cargo pants and a loose fitting white cotton tank top. Nice tits. She was definitely a girl but with some tom boy for flavor. We made small talk for a short while.
"So, why do you want to photograph young women?"
"Long story short, I got into cameras back in the 1970's, way before your parents met each other, oh heck...before they were born. I took pretty pictures of mountains and white water streams because that's what I saw when backpacking in the high Sierra Nevada mountains in California. I took a few pics of people back then but had no real interest in that. Back then we used photographic film, in my case slide film and I had carousels of slides, and you have no idea what I am talking about. Then after this, life and work and whatever got in the way and I didn't go back to cameras until after I retired. This time around, all the cameras are digital. Now I have elk in my back yard and deer and birds and I'm going nuts photographing them. But I want to try something new. I want to capture the beauty in people as well as in nature. Maybe because at my age I can no longer just skip over the beauty that is in people. All those years of dealing with the public, and kinda hating that part...... Sorry, too much information."
"You don't like people?"
"Operative word.....didn't, ah, like people. I worked FOR people but that didn't mean I always liked them. Sometimes people can be pretty unlikeable. I was a veterinarian, and I saw some people doing really awful things. The animals were my salvation and I tolerated the people. Now I look around at the evil that some people do......
I'm trying now to see the good in people, and some of that is the beauty in people that I might capture with my camera. Is that too weird?"
"I always thought that I could be a vet. Taking care of the animals and all that. I never thought about the people......You were so lucky."
"Yeah, I was lucky. And I learned a lot. And I got to help. No regrets."
"Well, I'm not beautiful, but I can use some head shots for summer job applications and I think it would be fun to be photographed. You seem harmless enough. I'm game."
"Well, you saw it I think. That one gal lit into me pretty good when I put up that notice. I've gotten quite a few nasty phone calls just for putting that up. They don't think I am harmless."
"Oh, I know her. Everybody on campus knows her. She is a radical and she pretty much hates every man. She says all men want to do is use us and hurt us. Her group will try to cancel you, ya know. They will hurt you if they can."
"Yeah, I have met their version of tolerance and I have little use for that. I have nothing they can hurt. I just hope they don't go after you, if it gets out that you let me take pictures of you. I don't want you hurt. We can stay away from the campus if that is OK. I was thinking of a few places where we can have a natural background, like the mountains or one of the lakes. And we certainly have plenty of forest. We have time now if you are ready.
"That sounds wonderful! A lake?"
"Yeah, I know a couple of good spots and some pretty lakes. It's almost 5 o'clock so if we use our time well we can catch the good light just before sunset. Where are you parked?"
"Oh, I don't have a car. I walked."
"Where from?"
"I was on campus when I called you. It took me an hour to walk here. Keeps me in shape, walking."
She smiled.
Lisa had a great smile.
"You have a great smile. And I don't want to hear anymore the I'm-not-beautiful nonsense. That's a rule. We are going to conspire to create beautiful photographs of a beautiful woman. Because, that is what you are."
She couldn't help it....she grinned from ear to ear before turning away when the blush began. Out in the parking lot we walked over to my Jeep.
"Wow, what a pretty Jeep. I've never seen so many Jeeps before I got into this town."
"That's the rule. If you come here and you don't have a Jeep they issue you one at the city limits."
Lake Jean was thirty minutes west of town. On a Wednesday it was not crowded. Past the parking lots and boat launch a faint two track left the highway and dropped down the hill to the lake shore. We were out of sight of the highway and since we were on the south-east shore we were perfectly sited for the sunset. But the good light was still a while away so I fooled with my camera to make sure I had the exposures set correctly and the auto-focus working right for portraits. I kept up a constant babble to keep Lisa distracted because she was trying again to get nervous.
We got a few shots of her sitting behind the wheel in the Jeep and climbing out of the passenger seat. I got the looking back over her shoulder look and the both hands on her cheek surprised look. I made sure I got some plain old smiling face front and side shots for her job applications.
My camera has the viewing screen on the back and I showed her the few shots we had. She seemed happy with how she looked. I assured her several time that she really was beautiful on camera.
I changed lenses to one that included her whole body when standing and we posed her every which way, standing and leaning back against the Jeep, her beside a large tree trunk, kneeling next to that collection of flowers. Then I had her lean forward, hands on her knees and that's when the tank top took on a role. Seems she looked down and realized that she was showing a bit more than intended. Her hand slapped the gaping neckline closed.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to expose myself like that. I'm sorry."
She was genuinely embarrassed.
"That's OK. Here....look at this."
And I hit the button that showed the last photo on the screen on the back of the camera. We had caught some cleavage but she was well covered by tank top.
"See....Just a little tease. Actually, you look pretty good in that pose. Kinda sexy but more flirtatious. Does this bother you?"
"Me, no. But I don't want to get you in trouble, Frank. You told that bitch that you weren't going to force any girls into getting naked. If they find out...."
I'm telling nobody and they won't ever see this if you don't show it to them. It doesn't bother me if it doesn't bother you.
I turned and saw that the sun was heading toward the horizon. The magic time where the colors warmed was starting. I pointed this out and then asked Lisa if she had any poses she wanted to do before the light faded.
"I think we should do this again."
And she bent over and grabbed her knees again. She looked straight into my eyes and smiled. She had a slight blush and the warm light shown upon her face. And the warm light shown upon a much nicer view down the front of her tank top. My job was to take photographs, and I did. And those two were on display and the camera caught them. Nice nipples. Took several shots. Lisa looked down again and saw this version of Hi!. She quickly pulled the fabric back where it belonged.
"Can I see those pictures?"
"Sure.....here."
"I do look a little sexy."
She was blushing again and smiling.
"This is OK with you?"
"Fine with me. You look great and the light on your skin is fabulous."
"I kind of like this."
"It's sandy here. Do you want to take off your shoes and roll up your pant legs? Let's get you wading ankle deep in the water".
She leaned back against the Jeep and removed her shoes. I was snapping pics as she bent over. Looking over at me, she smiled. She went to one knee to roll up her pants and I caught the side of her smiling face and enjoyed the full exposure of two fine breasts. Me, still snapping. She was still smiling as she stood up. Walking over to the water she dipped in a toe. She giggled.
"It's a little cold."
She hesitated a moment and then crossed her arms in front of her body and peeled off the tank top in one movement. Then she stepped into the cool water.
"Yikes, it's cold!"
But she was laughing and dancing in the water. There was no bra getting in the way. Nice tits, Her nipples had gone rock hard and the light was perfect and her face glowed. Being early spring she had no tan. Porcelain white they'd call her skin, Lisa was very fit, and her stomach was flat and ribbed and her jeans rode low enough that her hip bones framed that fabulous abdomen. She looked at me, still laughing. I took my arms and pointed them up into the air. She took the hint and raised hers. Lifted those young breasts enticingly. I got full frontal shots, side shots, her back with her facing the pink sky. I had her turn around and deliberately underexposed some frontal shots to exaggerate the intense pink sky behind. Then I quickly changed back to the longer lens, turned her to face into the setting sun and got close ups of her face and tits. Then some of just the tits. I took a hundred shots in about a minute. To my surprise, she walked out of the water and tugged down her pants. As long as the light lasted I had all of her on display. Lisa had a fine camel toe to go with the outstanding rest of her. The camera caught it all, and then the light left and we stopped.
Lisa stepped out of the water and then stood watching the last of the sunset, arms hanging at her sides, still fully exposed. Then I think, she realized that she was kinda naked and her hands went to cover her bare breasts. I turned on the viewer on the back of the camera and began to review the photos we had taken. She looked great.
"Hey..... here, take a look."
Hands still covering her breasts she tentatively stepped over. I had one of the best shots on the screen. In that shot Lisa was standing with her arms in the air and her legs slightly spread, facing the setting sun with the warm light and tones working on her pale skin and a wild smile on her face. Her eyes sparkled and her teeth shown white and she looked for all the world as if she had not a care in her life. She could not have looked more beautiful. Those bared breasts just added to the sight. And the gap between her thighs.....She stared at herself.
"Wow"
She wanted to see more and with her hand on my arm and her left breast pressed into me she watched as I flipped through a few more shots. Kinda hard ignoring that breast pressed into my arm, but I managed. Fat lot of good that did me.
"These photos are great!! I've never been naked with a man without having sex with him."
Lisa pressed her tit into my arm and she was rubbing the skin of my arm, and when she noticed the bulge in my jeans she proceeded to rub there too. A moment later she was on her knees before me, and hands went to my belt and with out hesitation, to the zipper. I sprang free in her face. Warm hands and then warmer moist lips took over from there. This I must confess, I enjoyed.
Jeep back seats were not designed for this sort of thing, but with the right attitude much can be accomplished. Lisa lay on her back, knees spread. The last time I had a nineteen year old naked body displayed like that for me to enjoy was half a century ago. I took the hint and my lips met hers, her thighs pressed against my cheeks, and my tongue met her clit. I was in no hurry. And she was not leaving. Shortly after the fifth or was it the eighth climax, I took my turn. I had moved up to kiss her other lips when I felt her hand guiding my cock into her. I took that hint too. Soon enough the Jeep was rocking. It was good and eventually my roar filled the dark as I donated my effort and drove her to the last and best of the bunch of orgasms.
"Oh my gawd, Frank......For an old guy you sure can contribute to a fine evening...."
She lay on the back seat, legs splayed and pussy twitching a mite, gaping, with my contribution slowly seeping out. In the deepening dark she still looked beautiful. I got no photos of this. Reluctantly we found our clothes and were soon dressed. I showed her a few more of my photos of her.
Yeah, when I load these on to the computer we can get a better look, and then after I edit them you can have copies of any you like. I think you will like them. Hows about a pizza for dinner before I run you home?
I had my camera and laptop and the booth provided the necessary privacy. One wire between the two and we soon had full screen views of a few hundred photographs. They weren't all wonderful, but enough were.
"See, I told you; you are beautiful. And i can edit these to restore the real color the sun gave us. It will take a little time but you will appreciate it,"
About then our pizza arrived and we stopped talking about photographs. Lisa was excited and happy and later I dropped her off at her apartment. And after editing, I emailed the best shots to her.
Two days later she phoned and left a message. Eventually we set a time to meet over breakfast, very early on a Monday morning. She wanted to do more, to pose again. I had another lake, a smaller one set deep in the forest with the mountains in view. If we hurried we could catch the good light at dawn this time. I pulled up in front of her apartment. When she came out, she was not alone.
Meet Tina, Lisa's best friend. About an inch taller, with none of the tom boy, she had more curves, everywhere. And she moved with that fluid female that moves like a deer style. Both wore shorts and T-shirts with the straps for bikini tops visible around their necks. In Tina's case, strings. And she had some sizable bulges under that T-shirt. And long legs poking out of those shorts. Where Lisa was cute, Tina was beautiful. And Tina needed some photos taken too.
Oh, did I mention.....Tina was seeking a summer job doing porn and she needed to send photos of her, ah......looking for work in porn photos. That brightened my day.
Breakfast was the drive thru where we got large coffees and egg, bacon, ham, and cheese all congealed on a croissant sorta thing. Later the forest road left the highway and bored between the trees up toward the glow to the east. I pulled the lever for four wheel drive and we slowly conquered the rocky hill. Rounding the crest we saw the lake ahead. Mountains, forest, lake and beach awaited us. And we had the place to ourselves just as the dawn broke.
It was chilly enough that we invested the best of the light on faces and no one offered to wade into the lake. But I got lots of smiling faces and two girls walking holding hands and such. The sun once above the horizon was very warm and it quickly took away the chill in the air. The girls began teasing me by tugging on their shirts and exposing bellies and even the bottoms of their tops, so to speak. And I had girls kissing girls and groping tits from behind. This was shaping up. Click, click went the camera. Somehow I got enough head and shoulder photos that Tina might need for any normal job application. But she had special needs.
"Tina....I'm not up to the times by any means. What kind of shots do you need for this little adventure?"
"They said bikini, and some full frontal nudes. Anything else, they said, was up to me. Can I take these clothes off now?"
"By all means."
Tina crossed her arms across her chest and pulled the t-shirt up and over her head. One sweep of her fingers and a head shake straightened her hair. I caught that with the camera set on a fast shutter speed to freeze the hair flying about. She didn't bother to pull her top back into shape, and the camera took advantage of the exposure this provided. The top was one of those two triangles and some fine string models that kept her nipples modest, but not much else. Sorta. Seems one nipple was half way out and the camera caught that too. Bending down to pull off the shorts finished the job, with one breast fully exposed and the other wishing it was too.
"Oh my...... look."
Somebody just noticed that her tit was hanging out. Not sure she was upset by this, as she kinda pulled her shoulders back and holding her head high she thrust her chest forward. Yeah, the camera caught that too.
"Guess I don't need this anymore."
With that the bikini top went up and over her head and two tits were eagerly on display. I noticed.
Given the choice of a soft Tina or a taunt Lisa I go Lisa nine out of ten. But when presented with only one naked lady and it turns out to be Tina, won't be me tossing her outta bed for eating crackers. Just sayin'.
"You are a fine lookin' woman, Tina. They are going to love you."
I was not missing any chances as the show kept getting better. I was snapping pictures from all angles as the light just kept getting better along with her wardrobe getting leaner. Tina was down to just the bikini bottoms and her sandals. There must have been a tanning booth in town for she was tanned all over. She was fit too, and not near as soft as I expected. Stunning works. When she began teasing me by working that bikini bottom up and down. Then with a smile she looked directly into my eyes as she pulled them down past her knees and then stepped out of them. She was shaved clean and when she put both hands there to spread her pussy lips I was down there with her to catch that too on camera.
"Do you like?"
"Ah, yep."
"Good"
Like I was going to say no......
Tina pulled a blanket from the Jeep and spread it on the ground. She sat upon it and then was on her back, hands behind her head and her legs spread wide. I took close up photos from top to bottom, and then from behind with her on her hands and knees. The folks at the porno studio will have plenty to study with this contribution.
"Lisa, do you want to join her on the towel?"
She had been watching, standing off to my right side. She smiled and quickly her t-shirt sailed over by the Jeep. As she sat down, Tina sat up and began kissing her with some considerable enthusiasm. Shortly they were trading tongues and pawing at breasts and pussies. The balance of Lisa's clothes left suddenly and they were meshing legs around each other, trying to play clitoris tag. I was snapping photos from above, head end and tail end, and from down at their level where I got the clinical close up studies. Loud breathing and then the hums and grunts, the sultry voiced dirty words, "Oh, gawd yes!!!!!! nohereyesohgawdyesugh"
Tina was ramming her thumb up into Lisa's pussy and thrashing around there when Lisa arched her back and threw her head back and the yowl pierced the cool silence in our forest. Tina kept going and thus Lisa kept going and fortunately the battery in my camera kept going too. Tina climbed on board, mounting Lisa in a lady's 69, all while Lisa was still in the midst of yet another climax. Having enjoyed this Lisa moved around to get between Tina's legs and thus had full access. She rested on her knees and elbows as she noisily lick a dripping pussy. I got pics of my fingers stroking Lisa's crack and then entering her. The camera didn't get the sounds, but I did.
Eventually two tongues were very tired, and the two girls were laid out, so to speak, on what was left of the blanket. Legs splayed, nipples erect, pussies clenching and then gaping open, skin of faces and shoulders reddened.
I cheated this time. Those little pills are useful and at times magical. This was one of those magical times. Tina was the first to notice the tent I had erected in my sweat pants. It was a good morning hunk of wood kinda tent. She recognized the significance of this event immediately. Oh, yes.....he needs to see the light of day. She obliged. Lisa noted now my cock's presence. Thanks to modern pharmacology, I brought along enough to share for the whole class. And he was waving slowly, right in the faces of two smiling volunteers.
This was how every day should start, with two girls taking turns taking my cock into their mouths. My cock grew even more as one of the girls spit on him, rubbing some all over the head of my cock, which was fun. That which ran down across my balls provided even more stimulation.
Lisa went to her back and Tina returned to licking pussy while pointing her pussy at me. Subtle, but effective as I took the hint and began running the tip of my cock over her clit and slit. She liked that as so did I, but that little oops that caused the tip to slip into her was noted immediately. The girls changed places several times as we worked ourselves into something of a frenzy. It became clear that I only had one cock so I tried to spread the wealth. But this always left one girl devoid of cock.
That's when we heard the voice. Standing behind the Jeep was a guy in uniform. Must have walked in toward us very quietly. The girls quickly tried to cover the important parts, but I noticed that they kept looking at the guy. National forest ranger, and he was young and fit and good looking.
"Couldn't help but notice you three. Need any help there?"
"Ladies?"
Lisa looked at Tina, then at the ranger, and then at me. Tina looked as well. Their hands had gone to parade rest at this point, and they were looking pretty hot in their birthday suits. Tina was fingering herself. Lise sat with her legs spread, arms behind her as she leaned back just enough to enhance the view. Lisa spoke first.
"Just the other day I mentioned that I had never been naked with a man when I didn't have sex with him. We need to fix that."
Lisa walked over, swaying just a bit provocatively and very naked, to take his hand and lead him to the blanket. Tina pushed me on to my back and mounted me so she got some cock as she watched Lisa kissing the ranger while she unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off him. He was fit and she wasted no time before rubbing her hands over his trunk. That bulge in his pants grew. It grew faster when she knelt before him and dropped his pants. She took him into her mouth but that only lasted long enough to get him functional. He pushed her onto her back and spread her thighs.
We never did get his name. His youthful enthusiasm led to a veritable pile driver of an assault on her pussy. Lise was immediately caught up in his pounding rhythm and soon was crying and crushing back at him, grinding against him, and the orgasm arrived appropriately.
Our ranger loaned her about 10 minutes and then he caught Tina's eye. Sure enough that door opened too. He was dripping sweat by this time and breathing hard. He pounded Tina as hard as he had Lisa, and she responded as expected. As she climaxed he let loose inside her and rolled off. The ladies lay quivering as he dressed and exited stage right. I managed quite of few photos of their activities without showing the ranger's face.
Tina looked up at me and smiled one of those silly smiles.
"That was OK?"
"Oh gawd yes. First you with the gentle and patient pleasing and then the white tornado. You guys found and pushed both buttons. He clearly is done, but we both hope you are not."
Looking down at my little friend, I replied.
"Somebody blow me back up and let's see."
And I bought them both pizza when I did finish a few hours later. Old bulls live.
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