Sixteen years old, naked and afraid.
I guess I really shouldn’t be afraid that much. I mean, my best friend is right over in the corner watching everything. She is keeping an eye on me and everyone else like a Hawk. I am after all her only friend. We agreed to this only if she could be with me the whole time.
Guys and girls were running around all over the place. I have never been naked in front of this many people at once before, except in high school after a basketball game in the showers. But that probably doesn’t count. I knew all of them. I grew up with them.
So, here I am, in all my glory. Standing here waiting to be told what to do. I had my one arm across my ample chest and the other one between my thighs covering my dark patch. I probably looked silly to everyone, but I don’t think anyone noticed. I was getting a little cold too. I could tell by my nipples trying to push my arm away. I always had large nipples, and when they were cold or excited, you could poke an eye out with them.
It seemed like I was standing there forever. No one was saying anything to me or hardly looking at me. I kept looking at my friend and then back to the crowd. She was scanning everyone up and down. She barely noticed me as well.
I did catch a guy glancing at me occasionally from the corner of my eye. He never made eye contact though. He looked like he was embarrassed or something. Really? He was embarrassed? I was the one standing here naked trying not to look like this was my first time.
The older man directing everyone around seemed like he knew what he was doing. The guy I caught glancing at me was told by him to come over where I was and stand in front of me. He was then told to open his shirt and face me. I am pretty sure I blushed. The older man clapped his hands twice, and it got perfectly quiet.
I tried not to look at the guy in front of me. Every time I did, I blushed more. I was still covering myself at this point. The older man told me to lower my arms and put them relaxed at my sides. I tried to follow his instructions, but relaxed was just not in me yet.
I dropped my arms to my sides and stood there stiff-armed. The older man, we’ll call him Gary, came over and gently rubbed my arms while talking to me. I was nervous, and he could tell. He spoke very softly to me saying it would be okay. He rubbed my arms still until he felt them relax. He gave me some simple instructions on how he wanted me to stand. He said to listen to his voice and focus on him. He said I would be fine. I trusted him.
Gary told me to move to different positions while he observed me. I tried to follow his instructions to the letter. I guess I did okay. He said I did a great job. Then he motioned for the camera crew to come in. They moved in closer to me and started filming.
Cameras were pointing at me from all angles. Gary was telling me to move and directing the guy with me to do the same. We looked like robots placed in motion on a film. It reminded me of those black and white films where all the action was jerky.
The guy with me, I later learned was named Alex, and myself moved into all kinds of positions up and down each others body. Sometimes with our hands on each other and other times not. We knelt before, or leaned into, or wrapped around each other. I never knew what was going to be next.
I did figure out that I enjoyed doing this. I was getting more and more excited as we went along. Every time Alex touched me somewhere, I about exploded. I didn’t mind the nakedness either anymore. It felt refreshing.
Alex had a very gentle touch and soft hands. He knew what reactions Gary was looking for and how to achieve it. Alex had a way about him that was sexy and sensual at the same time. He had modeled for Gary for quite some time. He knew if he touched me in a certain way, I would react as Gary wanted. Alex removed his shirt when Gary told him to. His body was exquisite.
I got even more turned on looking at his chiseled chest and abs. I was still naked at this point, and I knew my juices were going to be flowing soon. Gary turned up the heat and had Alex begin rubbing my naked body with his hands. Alex started with the top of my head and moved to the sides of my face. He ran his fingers lightly over my mouth and nose.
I kissed the inside of his hands gently and flicked my tongue at his palms. He continued down over my chin and neck reaching the top of my chest. He slowly moved his hands in different directions as he approached the tops of my boobs. His hands were gentle and warm and slightly wet still from my tongue. Reaching my nipples that were now the size of small rockets, he squeezed and rolled his palms around them. I couldn’t control my breathing anymore and gasped out loud.
Alex’s amazing hands left my boobs and continued to my navel. Playing with me by running his fingers in circles around it, but never going in though. Sliding his hands down even further until he reached the top of my neatly trimmed bush, while Alex’s fingers traced the outline of my freshly cut pubes.
A single finger brushed the top of my barely hidden clit sending me into an orgasmic frenzy. Weak in the knees, I almost fell right into Alex’s arms. Throwing my head back and savoring the orgasm that was washing over me, I didn’t want it to end.
My face contorted, and my moans were loud now. My orgasm was what Gary had wanted all along. The cameras had never stopped rolling and clicking throughout the scene. Gary had trained Alex well. My orgasm was somewhat subsiding, and my head became clear again. I looked at my friend in amazement that she was smiling and looked almost like she had been crying. I think they were tears of pride.
Gary hollered, “CUT!” Everything stopped clicking and rolling, and everyone was quiet again.
I had forgotten after a little while about the cameras and all the people. I had been enjoying what Alex was doing to me. I didn’t care if anyone saw it. I didn’t care if my friend witnessed it. I enjoyed it. That is all that matters. I was now happy to be naked and brought to orgasm in front of people. I think I may have craved it a little. I am going to have to explore this part of me and see where it leads.
I did find out later, that the shoot was for a perfume commercial. I think it was one of Brittney Spears lines or something.
