Modeling, Sex and Money

Fiction.

When I was 15 years old my cousin came to stay with us for a week. She was from Texas and we lived in Reseda, Ca. She is the daughter of my Mothers sister. We had only met once before when I was around 12 years old when we went to Austin. She was so beautiful but I never kept in touch with her.

I never thought of myself as really pretty. I was sort of a tomboy, I don’t know, maybe because I only had an older brother. He was 18 years old at the time, the same age as my cousin when she came to visit. Both of them had just graduated high school but I had two years to go.

My parents told me when Tanya came that she was interviewing for a job and she would have to stay in my room.

When she showed up, she was even more beautiful than I remembered! She asked me if I could keep a secret and of course I said yes. She said she was only going to stay with us for a week and then she was going back home. She wasn’t interviewing for a job but she had three modeling jobs lined up. I asked her why I had to keep that a secret and she said they were nude modeling jobs and she didn’t want her parents or her aunt to know. So, of course, I promised her I would not tell anyone.

The following day, she told me I needed to go with her to the local goodwill thrift shop. We took an Uber and she bought some bikinis and some sexy short shorts.

I kept asking her if she had ever done this type of modeling before and she said only a few times for a boyfriend. I left the topic alone but I was curious to know what was going to happen.

They next day around 3:00 PM she took the Uber on her own for her fisrt job. She came back around 6:30 PM took a shower and then plopped herself next to me on my bed where I was reading a book with a big grin. She rolled off the bed reaching for her purse then pulled out four crisp $100 bills and waved them at me! “Look, Oh my God, that was so easy! And, I probably could have got more!”

My eyes lit up when I saw that money! I had just applied at Burger King for a summer job! Are you kidding?

She went on to tell me that the guy had a big house with a pool. He was like 50 years old or something.

I said, “Now wait. You have to tell me how you got this job in the first place?”

“Ok, Ok, a girlfriend at school told me to just start “friending” photographers on Instagram. I didn’t want anyone from around Houston to know because I start college after the summer is over, so I picked LA! It worked, I got a lot of offers, so I picked a few I thought seemed nice. This guy, today, says he sells his photos to Europe”

“So what happened? What did you have to do?” I asked.

“I modeled” She said with a smile! “We did some shots around the pool in my shorts and bikinis. Then we did some topless by the pool.

“So what happened next?” I asked.

“Well, I followed my friends advice. He had said $200 for an hour just for some topless. But when we went inside I told him I would do full nudes for an extra $100. He said, OK. So he took photos for about 15 minutes and I could see he was getting aroused. I’m sorry, maybe I shouldn’t have said that? Are you sure you can keep a secret?” Tanya said.

“Yes, of course. Look, I am not a virgin, Ok and I wll not tell anyone!”

I replied because I really wanted to know.

Ok, Ok. So I reached over and started touching him, you know through his pants. Then I looked up at him and said, “I can give you a blow job, for something extra, but that is it! He wanted me, but my friend told me to say no. She said remember you are a model, not a whore, so you have limits. If and when you go all the way with someone, you don’t fall in love and it has to be big money! This guy was not my type, so the limit was a blowjob! My first job for $200 turned into a $400 modeling job!”

Me, being 15, who liked playing basketball with my brother and Dad far more than I liked dating( I lied to her about not being a virgin!) thought this whole thing was crazy. She is telling me she had limits but she gave the photographer a blowjob! Still, that was a lot of money laying on my bed!

The next day the modeling job fell through. Two days later she came back with $800! She wouldn’t tell me all the details. The next day she went back home to Houston.

I got my job at Burger King. We kept somewhat in touch over the summer. Tanya went to Dubbai for a modeling job and did jobs in Florida, Vegas and Dallas. She saved up almost $20,000 for college in the fall.

We didn’t keep in touch to much over the next few years but my senior year when I got accepted to the Univeristy of Houston I got back in touch with her. She was going to be a senior in the fall. My parents said I should go visit Tanya and check out the school. I called her and she said I could come visit but I would have to sleep on the couch. She lived with her boyfriend, who was on the basketball team and they only had a one bedroom apartment.

When I got there on a Saturday she told me her boyfriend was at an away game and would be back late Sunday. We planned to go visit the campus on Monday. She asked if I wanted to go to a party that night. We went out to dinner before the party and that is when I brought up the last time I saw her 3 years ago and the modeling. She laughed about the whole thing and then told me about all the jobs she had over that summer, going to Dubai, Vegas and other places. I asked her how many guys, or “photographers” she actually had sex with, again she laughed and then she said, “Girl, I am going to be honest with you, but you have to promise not to tell anyone, especially my boyfriend! You know I think we might get married! We are both business majors and I am seriously thinking about going to Law School after I graduate.”

“So you two are really serious!” I said.

“Yes, we are soulmates!”

“Wow, that is great. But tell me what happened with the modeling?” I asked. Now, understand, I had grown out of being a tomboy. Lot’s of guys my senior year had told me a I should be a model, but I was not too interested in anything like that. I wanted to be teacher. Sure, I dated some in High School and I had a boyfriend for awhile, but I was definatly not a party girl.

“Ok, well you asked me how many guys I had sex with that summer, and I said I was going to honest. Actual sex, only two. Yes, I gave a few blowjobs and handjobs but actual sex only two. One, I don’t want to talk about. I mean I wasn’t raped or anything like that but I drank too much and really I shouldn’t have done it. I knew the guy was married. I will tell you about the trip to Dubbai because that is where I made the most money!”

“Really? So what happened?” I asked

She continued, “So when I got back to Houston, I was getting a bunch of photograpers instant messaging me asking me to model. Like 9 out of 10 were just horney guys, losers or perverts. I reaserched them and actually found some legitimate ones. I did 2 jobs in Vegas, just modeling, and got paid really well. One night I was at the casino with the photograher, he was actually gay, and we ran into this man from Dubai that he knew. The photographer told me was really rich and that often hired models to go to Dubai for these extended two or three day parties. He also had gay male models. So I gave the man my number and he called a few days later. He said the pay was $15,000 plus all expenses paid for a three day session! I knew from the photographer that session meant party.”

“15,000? Wow you are kidding me!”

I said.

“I was shocked also, but I thought why not! So I agreed. Well to make a long story short. It was a three day party and orgy! Some of the men were taking photos but not a lot. It was in this massive suite on top of a high rise building. There were rooms everywhere. The servants were all Filipino men and women in black and white uniforms. I found out later they were basically slaves! Now, you are not going to believe this, but there were like 10 models, like me and about 15 gay male models. Seriousaly, some really handsome guys. The “customers” were all Arab men, mostly in their thirties and forties. I would guess there only 10 or 12 of them, but it was sort of hard to tell how many exactly because they came and left, plus they really looked a lot alike!”

“So you there three days? What was it like some big sex orgy or something?” I asked.

“Actually it was just two and half days. Friday night and Saturday night of parties then Sunday a limo took us to the airport. So, I get there and I am given a room with this girl from Vegas. It is her second time so she lays out the whole thing to me; it was hard to believe until I actually saw it!” Tanya started shaking her head and almost laughing. “Girl, these Arab dudes mostly just wanted the gay guys! It was pathetic. For real, they would take a gay, who was dressed like a woman back to there room! The models, like me, were really just there to dance with other! The men would take photos of us naked girls dancing together!”

“Wow, really? That is weird! But, you said you had sex?”

Then Tanya let a big hearty laugh. “I did! I had sex two nights in a row with the model that was my roommate! That was my first experience with another women. I liked it, it was a lot fun and just seemed to fit in with the strange environment! We never contacted each other after that.

I didn’t know what to think!

We went to the party which was mostly a bunch of her friends from school. This one guy, named Martin, kept liked me. He was a senior. We danced some together. Tanya, pulled me aside and told me his family was really wealthy and that he was really just a player. She said he probably would tell me that he would want me to model for him at some point because he liked to take pictures. He used that as a way to pick up girls. “Well he is really hot!” I told my cousin.

“That is up to you! Go for it if you want!” Tanta replied.

Sure enough, he gave me his number and used the whole “photograper” line.

My cousin and I laughed about it on the way back to her apartment. I was feeling pretty wild. Maybe because I was away from home.

When we got back to her apartment, I asked her if I called him and agreed to model for him, how much should I charge?”

She laughed, “Hmm, I would say at least $200!”

Just, before I went to sleep on the couch I texted him. He said had been thinking about me. I told him I only had tommorro, Sunday free, because I had to tour the University monday the go back to Reseda Monday night. He just came right out and said he would pay me $250 if I came over to his condo and modeled for him the next day! I agreed!

He picked me up at 11 AM. When we got to his condo, I was impressed. It was pretty lavish. He had his camera and a bottle of champaign sitting on the living room table. After some small talk, I let him start taking photos. I pretended to be shy but soon enough I was in my bra and panties posing like a Victoria’s Secret model. One thing led to the next and soon enough we were having sex on his couch! The weird thing was, even though, I sort of really liked him, I was just having sex to have sex. I guess because I knew he was going to pay me. He must have taken a pill or something because even after he came in my mouth the first time we continued for almost another hour. Afterwards he opened his wallet and gave $500!

Once back at my cousins place I told her all about it and we laughed! I told her, “One thing is for sure. I am not going to Dubai!”