I used to be a very lonely man. My work in photography used to be a deterrent to my having a relationship or even a quick one-night stand. Then I noticed the number of adult web sites that got girls by telling them they were going to be modeling. I figured what the hell, if nothing else I might get some new clients. Anyway I decided to start my search at the mall near where I live. It didn't take very long to spot a gorgeous young blonde. I snapped a few pictures from a distance and then introduce myself and confirmed that she was over 18. I invited her back to my studio to do some test shots. The girl, whose name is Lisa said.
"I can't go anywhere without my mom's okay first."
My heart and my cock sank, that is until the girl ran over to an auburn haired beauty. They exchanged a few words then came over to me, and Grace, the mom, said
"My daughter tells me you think she's model material."
"Yes I really do, in fact, I represent some women your age as well and you might have what it takes too." I said.
"Well? What do you think mom?" Lisa asked, you could detect the pleading tone in her words.
Grace looked at me then at the pleading look on Lisa's face and said "We can check it out, but if anything funny happens we're out, okay?"
"Oh thanks mom!" Lisa said excitedly and hugged her mom.
"Okay then, let's go to my studio." I said.
They followed me to my house and into my studio, which is a legitimate studio that I've been working out of for years.
An excited and anxious Lisa said, "Okay, what do we have to do?"
"Well, these are test shots so we'll just your clothes to start." I said.
For awhile it was a completely normal shoot. I'd position Grace and Lisa, snap some pictures and then change their pose. I was thinking hard about the best way to get them out of their clothes, and I guess the distraction showed on my face because Grace said.
"Is something wrong?"
"What? Oh, no, everything's fine, I was just thinking about a catalog shoot I have coming up. I really think you two would be perfect for it, but I can't be sure like this." I said.
"Why not?" asked Lisa.
"Well, it's a swimsuit/lingerie catalog, a friend of mine is the designer and she wants me to find models that her new stuff will look good on." I said.
"So why can't you tell if we'd be good for the shoot?" Grace asked.
"Well, you're fully clothed, for all I know you are both covered in scars or hideous tattoos. I can't recommend someone for a job without being sure that they are right for the shoot." I said.
"Well how about if we strip down to our underwear, could you tell then?" Lisa asked.
"Yes, that would probably work." I said, suppressing a smile.
"Well then, let's do it." Grace said.
Both women quickly unbuttoned their blouses and shucked them off, their pants were harder to remove because they were very tight. Their bras and panties were some of the largest I've ever seen, much too large and granny-like for such attractive girls. The sheer area covered by the garments gave me the chance to try to get more off of them.
"Well, your legs, tummies, and backs look good, but your underwear is quite large and many of the items you'd be modeling are very small." I said.
"How small?" a concerned Grace asked.
I grabbed a catalog off of a table and said "Well, here's the catalog we shot for the last collection. As you can see the bras and bikini tops can get down to a small patch covering the nipples, and the panties get much lower on the waist, much higher on the hip, and most are of the thong or g-string variety."
"So you need to make sure that our butts aren't all dimpled and our breasts aren't all covered in hideous moles or something like that then?" Lisa asked.
"If you really want the job, I have to be sure we can shoot you in the garments we're trying to sell." I said.
"All we have left to take off is our underwear, and we've gone this far, we might as well just do it." Grace said.
The two women unclasped their bras, but before she pulled hers off Grace said, "Could you shut off the video cameras?"
"We discussed this before we got started, the video cameras are here for your protection. After the shoot the tapes are yours to keep, and if you feel I've been unprofessional at any time you'll have proof." I said.
"Okay, just as long as they don't end up on the Internet." Grace said.
She removed her bra, and Lisa followed suit, then they both stepped out of their panties. Now fully exposed I had them pose front, sides and back so I could document their entire bodies.
"You both have large breasts, but what size are they officially so I can get the right size tops for the shoot?" I asked.
"We're both a 44 DD" Lisa said.
"Very good, I see that large nipples run in the family."
"My three sisters all have big nipples, and Lisa's four sisters all have them too from what I've seen." Grace said.
"Do you see your sisters and daughters naked a lot?" I asked surprised.
"On no, it's just that we all wear white T-shirts with no bras when we're at home because big breasts are painful when constrained in a bra." Grace said.
"Okay, now I understand, for a second there I thought I'd stumbled across some weirdoes." I said.
"Well, how do we stack up? Lisa asked.
"Well, I see one big problem on both of you but it can easily be corrected." I said.
"What's the problem?" asked Lisa.
"Look down, you're both very hairy downstairs. Your blonde pubic hair doesn't show up very well, but your mom's dark hair does, and there's no way you can tuck that much hair into most of those panties. Also many are sheer or semi-sheer and a big bush like that is not desirable. You'll simply have to shave your pubic hair off." I said.
The two looked at each other and down at their own pubic hair.
"I'd be too nervous to shave myself down there." Lisa said.
"Me too." Grace said.
"Well then Grace you could shave for Lisa, and then Lisa you could shave for your mom." I said.
"What do you think mom?" Lisa asked.
"Who better to trust with such a task than my own daughter? Have you got a razor?" Grace said.
I retrieved the shaving supplies and said "Okay Lisa, you lay back on the coffee table and spread your legs so your mom can kneel between your legs for the best angle."
Lisa giggled and shivered as Grace put the cold shaving cream on her crotch. Grace began to delicately shave and I asked, "Lisa, has anyone ever been so close to your pussy before?"
"No, a few boys have played with my breasts, but nobody has ever touched my pussy." Lisa said.
"So Grace, did you ever think that you'd be buck naked, kneeling between your own daughter's spread legs shaving her pubic hair?" I asked.
"Definitely not, in fact I can't believe I'm doing this. All done." Grace said.
"Did you get all the stubble around the lips?" I asked.
"Her pussy is now kissably smooth." Grace said, and to my surprise, her surprise, and definitely Lisa's surprise Grace leaned in and kissed her daughter's pussy right on the lips and I snapped a picture of her tongue raking up between the lips as she pulled back. Lisa's entire body quivered at the sensation.
The two women traded places and Lisa began delicately shaving her own mother's pussy.
"How does it feel to get your pussy shaved by your own daughter?" I asked.
"Good, I like the sensation of the razor running over such a sensitive area." Grace said.
"Lisa have you ever seen a pussy up close?" I asked.
"The only pussy I've ever seen is my own." Lisa said.
"So you've never had a close up look at a pussy. If your mom is willing you should take the opportunity to get a look at hers." I said.
"Can I mom?" Lisa asked hopefully.
"Go ahead honey." Grace said.
As soon as she finished shaving her mom's pussy, Lisa placed her hands on her mom's inner thighs and began looking at the meaty pussy in front of her.