Reading Poses Novels & Stories

"Hold the phone higher, Uncle Louis. I want the lights down there to be visible. A little more. Move it to the left a little. Right!" Summer pinched her chin with her thumb and index finger. Seeing her pose, Louis' eyes widened. It was his favorite pose when he was little! "Why did you pose like that?" he asked suspiciously. He thought, maybe Summer was still trying to get his attention. "Isn't it allowed? This is my favorite pose. If it's not allowed, then this is it." Summer folded her arms in front of her chest. Once again, Louis sighed in disbelief. That was also his favorite pose.

I was. Finally, the full offering pose. Forearms on the furs, forehead pressed down, hips tilted impossibly high, thighs spread to their limit. My ass was presented shamelessly, cheeks parted by the angle. My hole winked and fluttered continuously, slick pouring out in visible, wet trails. My cock pressed hard against my abdomen, twitching with every frantic heartbeat. The scouts leaned in slightly, their gazes devouring the shameless display without shame.

Not now. That’s when it hit me. An idea so ridiculous it just might work. “How about this,” I said, turning to Sienna. “For the next pose, he kneels at my feet while I stand over him. Something… unconventional.” Sienna’s face lit up. “I love it!” I turned to Nate, his jaw tightened his earlier grin nowhere to be found. my sweetest smile in place. “Unless you want to quit now.”

Thіѕ іѕ thе mаn I ѕреnt a fаіr amount of tіmе fantasizing about аѕ a teen, аnd here wе are, alone in hіѕ араrtmеnt ѕhаrіng a pot оf соffее. The роt іѕ steaming bеtwееn us, аnd hе роurѕ mе a generous cup as I ѕlіdе in next to him оn the lоw сuѕhіоnѕ. Hе’ѕ ѕіttіng сrоѕѕ-lеggеd, lооkіng casual and соmfоrtаblе, but I ѕlір іntо a seated уоgа pose tо рrоtесt mу ѕоrе bасk.

I know he usually wants me in the Nadu pose, but it’s bedtime, and I remember what he had said about wanting to see me in the Humble pose at the end of the day, so I climb up on the bed and position myself at the end of his bed, so when he opens the door, he will see me offering myself to him. There is no waiting long, because not even two minutes after settling into the pose, I hear the door open, “Damn, Precious, what a good girl you are for remembering what pose to be in. I don’t know whether to be happy that you are such a good little slut, or disappointed because I can’t punish you for being in the wrong pose.” “You can still punish me if you want, Sir.” A thrill runs through me at the

“Sorry, I just want to know what it is exactly that I’m doing before I go in there.” It’s such a basic question, something a more experienced model should know, that I almost expect him to laugh. I’m desperate for any clue on how to do this and keep down the latte that I had earlier. But he doesn’t laugh. He considers, stepping back and taking me in, even though I’m only in my tank top and jeans. “You can move,” he says after a moment of silence. “Just not too fast. I’d say maybe two or three poses per look. That will give you time for a couple of revolutions for each pose.”

She grinned briefly. "Okay, let's get one of you bent over and looking back. Just like that... so hot," Camille commented. She put her through a dozen more poses and finally had her on all fours on the ground, her hair splayed over her back and Kelly looking smolderingly back at the camera while she had her hips low to the ground and her thighs spread out widely. There was an incredibly tantalizing view of her pussy and her deliciously round rump. The pose made her want someone to come and shove a cock in her, though the thought of the act made her blush again.

"Why are you swaying your head like that? Can you show just an ounce of professionalism? Even if you're a kid, you should still have experience in getting your photos taken. You're just wasting everyone's time now!" The smile on Theodore's face visibly stiffened, and under the camera's lens, he didn't dare to move. Despite this, Harold was still not satisfied. "Why are you posing your legs like that? They look short and thick—totally unflattering! "Your expression is too stiff! This is a children's product! It should be bringing joy to people! Joy—do you hear me? "Let's stop for a break. We'll resume once you get yourself in order."

"Listen, ok? No matter what, let me explain, you won't understand, it's a matter of feelings! I'm so embarrassed, you know what?" "Embarrassed? You're used to posing naked in front of the camera!" "When do I pose naked? You shit! No matter how hot my pose is, that part will be covered!" "Even though it's closed, the shape is still visible, my friend who really idolizes you to the point of displaying your poster wearing only underwear in her room. Sometimes she acts like she's performing a magical ritual while kneeling in front of your poster!" Aiden shuddered, he really didn't expect that out there, there were really people who adored him to go that far.

What the fuck was that? Warrior two requires standing with your legs wide, one knee bent, arms extended. It's a power pose, meant to make you feel strong and grounded. I feel like I'm about to pass out. Sierra demonstrates at the front of the room, her legs spread wide, her bent knee pointing toward the mirror. F rom my angle, I can see between her thighs - can see the fabric of her leggings stretched tight across her pussy, molding to her folds like a second skin. I'm going to die. I'm literally going to die of arousal in a yoga studio surrounded by middle-aged women and gym bros.