Malleable Model II (MF, FF, exh)
Story by SafeWord

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If any young girl is alive today, is as naive as our
heroine... she is less than ten.
But... Once upon a time..."...author


Irene kept me licking her until she finally came again. 
She was awful rough with me and my hair hurt where she had 
pulled it. But it was exciting to me  somehow
She told me what a good job I had done 
just like a real lesbian and that I was going to do just 
fine next week. I was beaming with pride and had to admit to 
myself that had enjoyed fooling around with her. 

My boyfriend and I screw like normal people but he doesn't 
worry too much about me. He usually has had too many 
beers to fool around much, if he isn't going to fall to 
sleep. Most often, he just gets me to undress and 
quickly screws me till he comes. 
I don't usually get off  and have to use my fingers after he leaves. 
His cum in me makes my pussy slippery and I come real fast.

Irene managed to untie that stupid robe, this and we finally went to get dressed. 
She told me that I should wear my new shoes to break them in and 
learn to walk in them properly. 
I told her , I didn't want to wear them on the bus so she offered me a 
lift home.
When I said she didn't have to, she told me 
not to be stupid as I was carrying  a lot of money 
and it was getting dark.
 I was surprised! It was six already. 
So I said ok. 

We  got dressed and I waited while Irene made a couple of calls on her cell phone, 
something I wish I had. 
We left the studio and went down 
to her little sports car. 
She was right I had to learn to walk in the heels! 
I probably would have fallen during a long photo shoot, wearing them.

Irene asked me all sorts of friendly questions about 
where was I from and did I live with my boyfriend and 
how did I meet him, stuff like that.

I told her about how I came from a really small town in 
the Bible belt and had left home last year cause Dad had 
got laid off at the plant and how he wasn't bringing in 
much pogie money. 
I  left home to make it easier for my folks to get along. 
I couldn't find a job in my hometown so had moved here and got on at the restaurant. 
It didn't pay hardly any thing but I didn't need much 
money to live on.
 I also told her how, I had meet my boyfriend at a party after one of his hockey games. 

How , The guy selling me the ticket at the game had told me 
about the secret team party cause I came to the games so 
often. I wasn't, at the time, even rooting for my 
boyfriend's team! I was a fan for the other side and was 
really upset to find out the party wasn't for my team's 
players. But I was talked into staying and met my guy 
there. We didn't live together. I had, just a single 
room at a boarding house and really wasn't supposed to 
have male visitors at night but that was okay. 
My boyfriend only came over once in a while. 
His real home was out of town and he was on the road a lot.

Irene asked me if there were anymore at home like me but 
I told her no I was an only child. 
She smiled at that and patted my leg. 
Puzzled, I sat and enjoyed the car ride but I 
had to tell her finally that I thought we were going the 
wrong way? 
She laughed and said she was dying for a 
coffee and thought I'd like one too. So we were just 
going to stop of at her place for a while. 
I thought that was nice. I had learned to drink coffee at the 
restaurant but didn't like it too much, it was so bitter, 
but I did want to see her place.

I asked her what she did for a living and she told me 
mainly modeling and some other things from time to time. 
Her car was new and real nice ,so she was sure doing okay. 
I knew I couldn't afford one, even if I did manage get 
my drivers license. She told me that she 'cost shared' 
her place with two other girlfriends and they did some 
part time modeling also.

Her apartment was in a ritzy building in a nice district 
and we didn't even have to park on the street. 
She pulled into a underground parking garage and we took an 
elevator up to her apartment. 

She let me go in first and her girlfriends were home. 
She introduced me to Tracy and Pat and then two other 
friends. Linda and Pam who were over visiting. 
I could tell they were models cause they all looked so pretty 
and were dressed so sexy. 
Especially Tracy, she was a knockout, about my height but a blond with long hair and the healthy strong  look of an athlete. I had to shake my head, this pretend Les thing was 
making me start to look at girls now.

Irene made us coffees and her girlfriends asked us about how 
the session had gone. 
Irene told them the story. 
How we had started the session but Gene's equipment kept screwing 
up but we had been paid. The girls made some jokes about 
what equipment did she mean and we all laughed. 
We sat around in some soft leather couches  talking. 
The coffee Irene gave me was nice but had a funny taste.
 I asked her what kind it was and she told me Irish coffee. 
I didn't think they grew coffee in Ireland but it tasted 
really good anyway. 
I made up my mind to get some for myself. 

Irene told them all how I was pretty new at modeling but 
was anxious to learn. They asked me what modeling I had done 
before today and I told them. Irene made me another coffee and 
after I drank that one I had to go to the bathroom. 

When I came out everyone was on the balcony smoking so I 
wandered out and joined them. They were sharing a cigarette 
and passing it around. I smoke, but normally don't, cause 
I can't afford them and can't roll them worth a darn. 
I took a puff when it was passed to me. It was a home 
rolled one like Dad does at home but I didn't recognize 
the flavor of the tobacco. I asked what kind of tobacco 
was it and Tracy smiled and said she wasn't sure, a friend made 
them up special for her. 

We chatted and looked out over the city at the pretty 
lights and the cigarette was passed to me two or three 
times. Tracy had to tell me to hold in the smoke and not 
to waste it. I guess it cost money to have someone roll 
them for you and I did as she said. Breathing it in 
deeply and holding it in as long as I could, just like 
she told me. She was right, it seemed the smoke had more 
effect or something but the coffees were making me a 
little dizzy. Irene asked if I was ok and I said I was 
just tired or something. She told me too much coffee 
could have that effect and we went back inside. One of 
the girls put on some music and we sat around enjoying 
the music having a giggle fit at all the jokes. being 
told.

Irene told the gang how this had been my first Les shoot 
and how she had help me and how much I wanted to learn to do it properly. 
She talked Linda into getting up and doing some posing to 
show me how. Linda did a strip tease in slow motion for 
us and we were all laughing away. She pretended I was 
the camera and showed me all of her body real close up. 
She even spread her asscheeks and wiggled her bare bum 
right in my face. Then the girls got Pam to strip and 
she did a sexy dance for us and laid down on the floor 
in front of me. Spreading her pussy open with her 
fingers. The girls made a bunch of rude comments just 
like the guys at the game but it was all in fun. 

Tracy was next but, said that she wanted to undress with 
me also just like at a session. Pat said okay we'll do a 
pretend shoot and went and got a camera.

Tracy had me stand up and Pat gave us instruction as to 
how to stand and told Tracy what to unbutton on me and 
stuff. She kept pretending to take pictures. 

Irene said Pat had no film in the camera but the flash 
going off made everything seem just like a real photo 
shoot. The girls were real serious as Tracy slowly 
removed all of my clothes except for my hose and heels. 
She like Irene, gave me a kiss with tongue as we posed. 
Tracy kept her clothes on and just stripped me naked as 
Pat directed us, like a real photographer. 

Everything was so sexy and the girls were all so nice. I 
was really enjoying myself. Irene gave me another coffee 
and told me that there was a liquor in it and that's why 
I was feeling dizzy. I didn't care, the coffee tasted 
great. 

Tracy walked me over to each of the girls to show them 
my body. They all said I had nice skin and that I was 
very pretty and fresh looking. They had me do all sorts 
of poses for them, the camera keep flashing on me. 
Everyone ran their hands over my tits and my bum and 
then between my legs admiring my skin. They had all got 
dressed again and I was the centre of attention being 
the only one naked. Irene asked if anyone wanted to help 
me learn to do Les scenes. Everyone nicely offered but 
Tracy said she was going first.

She walked over and shooed everyone else off the couch 
and sat down on its edge and lay back. She was wearing a 
mini skirt and high heels but had on panty hose. You 
could see her panty crotch as her shirt rode high up on 
her hips. The other girls gently pushed me in front of 
her and stood around us. 

"Ok Honey Lets get you going, take my pantyhose off me 
first."

I had to get down on my knees to reach under her skirt 
to haul them down off her.

"Go slow for the camera Honey. Always do everything real 
slow." 
I pulled them down her hips and she raised up to 
assist me. My hands drew her hose down her smooth shaved 
legs. The pantyhose were real tight on her and I had to 
use my hands to roll the nylon down her legs, one at a 
time. I was just taking them off one of her feet when 
Tracy stopped me. 

"Honey, in some of the scenes we have to do a pretend 
Les foot thing. We'll work on that. Take em off the rest 
of the way, only just use your mouth."

I was confused but someone helped me by taking a hold of 
my head and pushed it gently until my lips were on Tracy 
ankle.

"That's good Honey, now kiss my ankle and use your lips 
to take my hose off. No, take your time, lick it a bit. 
That's good now take the hose in your teeth and pull it 
off my foot. Stop now. Open up I'm going to put my toes 
in your mouth. Its ok we all do this, that's good, now 
nibble gently on my toes, good girl."

Pat was pretending to take pictures and the flash was 
going off like crazy.

Tracy had me draw the hose completely off her feet using 
my lips.

"Now Honey lick my feet, here, do the bottoms, oh that 
tickles, No! Keep licking em. Here, suck on my toes now, 
that's good, you're going to be good at this. Lick 
between my toes, slowly, let Pat take some pictures, 
that's good, each toe now. That feels great. Are you 
having fun? I think you are, you do that so well, but 
we'll have to have you practice that a lot to make it 
look like real. Open up wide now, I'm going to put both 
my big toes in your mouth. Isn't this weird, we 
sometimes have to do this and only the most special 
models get to do things like this. It is nice that you 
take to it so well. Suck em, that's right, get them nice 
and wet.

"Ok now lets try something else. Move back."

I wiggled backwards and she rolled over and slid down on 
her knees on the floor. She lay with her chest on the 
couch, her legs spread wide apart. She reached behind 
her and took hold of her asscheeks, pulling them apart 
revealing her little rosebud. She looked back and smiled 
at me.

"Now we'll teach you some anallingus. Would you like 
that? Help her girls."

I wasn't sure what to do but the girls around us helped 
me again and hands gentled my body right up behind 
Tracy. A set of hands on my head firmly pushed my mouth 
down touching on Tracy's bum. I resisted, pushing back 
with my hands. My head was spinning but I wasn't too 
sure about this.

Irene was behind me and gently stroked my body, soothing 
me... 

"What's the matter Honey, Oh I know what's wrong. Here, 
this will help, some times we have to do things we are 
not sure we like but it's all just pretend. We'll do 
some bondage. That'll makes you feel like you have to do 
it and don't have any choice. Give me your arm, No! 
Don't fight me, it's just pretend. We all play that 
we're being made to do it and its kind of fun. Now the 
other arm. Good. I'm gonna tie them behind you. See! Now 
you're not in control, just let Tracy tell you what to 
do. You're doing really great so far. Ok, girls she's 
ready now, talk really dirty to her I think she likes 
that. Use your hands on her, stoke her body, get her 
warmed up. Pam's gonna take her, while she licks."

Hands once more pushed my head into Tracy's backside. I 
did feel better when I was tied and was made to do it. I 
just closed my eyes and did as Tracy directed.
"OK Honey just put your nose in my hole. That's right 
push it in. Good hold it there while Pat gets the shot. 
OK Now pretend to smell my asshole, harder I want to 
hear you. That's good, you do that good... Ok put your 
hot little tongue in there, go on do it. Pam help her, 
make her!"

I heard Pam's voice whisper in my ear, "Go on you little 
slut, lick Tracy's asshole , you'll like her taste. 
Stick it out, Good! Now, lick her, that's right lick her 
all around her brown ring. Inside now, make your tongue 
hard... Pat, You getting this? Good OK now hold your 
tongue in her and wiggle it around, deeper, good. Keep 
it in there. That looks so nice! You're a natural at 
modeling and you're doing just fine! Isn't she girls? 
Now just keep licking on that asshole while I have some 
fun, with you too!"

I felt her hand on my bum and she applied some slippery 
fluid on my rear hole. She stuck her finger right inside 
me and wiggled it around, lubricating my anus. I started 
to rise up but hands held my head back on Tracy's ass.

"It's Ok Honey, You've done this before and you liked 
it. Its just practice. Pam's gonna fuck your ass just 
like a real Les and you'll love it. Just relax and open 
up that little hole. That's right, feel that big prick 
sliding into you, doesn't that feel nice. Pat get the 
shot. Go for it Pam, do er, she likes to be pounded, 
really hard."

Pam did, she fucked the dildo into me like there was no 
tomorrow. The prick was bigger than the one Irene had 
used on me and stretched me something awful. It hurt as 
she fucked me but felt so nice. I could hardly 
concentrate on licking Tracy while I was being fucked. 

The girls around us were making all sorts of crude 
comments. 

Like "fuck that little pig" and "ream her ass good", but 
I wasn't listening. I just whimpered cause it felt so 
pleasurable being screwed.

Hands pulled me up and Tracy got up and laid down on the 
couch, on her back. My face was pulled into her open wet 
crotch and she guided my mouth around where she wanted 
me. She had me lick up and down her slit and then told 
me to suck her erect clit into my mouth and softly chew 
on it. She swirled her hips around on my face and 
finally came by having me lap quickly just on the front 
edge of her erect little clit. 

Her coming on my face combined with Pam's ramming into 
me made me shiver into orgasm. 

I cried out and dropped flat on the floor as I spasmed. 
Pam held the dildo driven fully up inside of me, as I 
came. 

As I lay there on the floor exhausted I heard the girls 
above me talking.

"Ok, who wants her next?" 

"Here someone take this frigging camera while she does 
me, I want her mouth." 

"I want to fuck her but we have to clean that thing off 
first!" 



"Make her clean it, she probably needs the practice 
sucking, when are the guys arriving?" 

It was going to be a long night and I just knew I was 
sure going to learn a lot.










Author's Boring Note: 

Ignore this rambling if you wish, it's only some 
thoughts. 

"My readers will have to do a mental shift back twenty 
maybe thirty years in time to relate to this story, 
properly. I'm an older person and remember a time when 
eight people out of ten did not know what a joint was or 
the smell of one burning. Young people today have a 
vastly increased awareness of that particular subject. 
Also you can find today more sex in any women's magazine 
at the corner grocery store. Then one could buy (thirty 
years ago) in the seediest, men only, little porn 
bookstore in the worst part of any city. This has 
resulted in most people today having a good awareness of 
all aspects of human sexuality. 

Something, many were not very aware of or at least, did 
not discuss, in the past. A veil covered, what was done 
in bedrooms during the night, hidden by religion and the 
mystique of alleged dirtiness. 

I threw in the website photo thing because this media 
has caused a proliferation of porn artists able to 
convince many girls to drop em and spread em. And more 
girls do now then ever before in western history. 

If any young girl is alive today, is as naive as my 
heroine...she is less than ten. But once upon a time...

Continued in part 3...