In the days following Karen's modeling experience, she thought about it often. It wasn't something she had expected, and it had been a little embarrassing to be nude in front of her uncle, but he hadn't acted threatening in any way and hadn't touched her either. Karen was impressed with the resulting pictures though. She liked how her forming breasts had shown. The pictures hadn't really shown anything, but the shape of her body was apparent and instead of showing a young child's body, as Karen thought she had, they showed a definite woman's shape. She liked the images for that reason.

It had been a few weeks since her modeling when Karen once again went to her uncle's for the weekend. She secretly hoped she could pose again but was much to shy to ask. She had arrived in the morning and by noon nothing had been said. It had been like the incident had never happened. Karen resigned herself to the fact the incident had just been an isolated one and wasn't going to happen again.

After they had eaten lunch, Karen's aunt announced she would be going out for the afternoon and asked Karen if she could clean up from the meal. Karen agreed and, as her two cousins returned to parts unknown, where they had been all morning, Karen walked to the sink to wash the dishes. She jumped as her uncle spoke, not expecting him to still be in the kitchen. "Want some help?" he asked.

"Oh! You scared me. I didn't know you were still here. Anyway... I can do them. There's not that many," she answered.

"I know... I'll dry for you anyway," he offered. As he picked up a towel and began to dry the dishes Karen had washed, he began chatting. "You know, I was pretty impressed with the pictures I took of you a few weeks ago. They really came out well and very professional looking." Karen blushed at the compliment as he continued. "If you're willing and want to pose for me, I'd like to take some more."

"Thanks," Karen smiled. "You really think they were good?"

"Yes, they were. I've taken many pictures of many models. I don't think anyone did a better job of posing than you did. You're a real natural! I'd consider it a privilege if you'd pose for me again," he complimented.

A big smile came over Karen's face. The idea she had done as well as the professional models her uncle had photographed pleased her. "OK," she beamed.

The smile remained on her face as they finished up the dishes. Once the last one was put away, her uncle turned to her. "Ready?" Karen nodded, trying hard not to appear too anxious, even though she couldn't wait. "Great! Let's go then," her uncle suggested. "Dave, Jim, let's get going. We�re ready," he hollered.

"Are they coming too?" Karen questioned.

"Sure, I thought I'd do some with the three of you," Karen's uncle answered. "You may even be able to make them look good," he chuckled.

Before she could say anymore, her cousins appeared and the four headed to her uncle's studio. Karen had assumed it would just be her and her uncle again. She could feel the butterflies in her stomach fluttering. Karen wondered what pictures her uncle would be taking this time. She started to relax with the thought he wouldn't ask her to do anything bad with his two sons with him.

Karen's uncle quickly had his studio set. "OK, let's start with Dave and Karen," he ordered. Dave was Karen's younger cousin, a year younger than she was. He was about the same height as her though and could have easily passed for the same age. Nervously Karen walked to a spot in front of the camera, followed by her cousin. Her uncle began by posing them in a few positions next to each other. He snapped away, uttering such compliments as, "Good", "Nice", and such. After several pictures, her uncle had Jim take his brother's place and again shot off a few pictures.

"These are coming out great, Karen. Let's try some other stuff. Now I don't expect you to really do anything, just make it look like your doing something. I'd like you two to pose like you're kissing," he suggested.

"You want us to kiss?" Karen blurted.

"No, I didn't say I wanted you to kiss. I want you to pose like your kissing. You don't really have to kiss him, just pretend while I take the picture, and then stop. OK?" her uncle explained. "Jim, put your arms around her waist, and Karen, Put your arms around his. Good..." her uncle continued as the posing couple followed his instruction. "Now pretend you're kissing." As they did, her uncle took a few pictures. "Now I'd like a little more action. Jim, I want you to remember you are just posing now. Put your hand on her left breast and Karen, turn a little toward me."

Karen's instinct was to push the hand away as it came in contact with her breast. They were, after all, just posing so she fought the urge. Jim's hand cupped her chest and Karen's uncle shot off a few more pictures. "Great, now let's go back to Dave," Karen's uncle stated as he finished shooting. Jim's hand immediately left her boob, much to Karen's relief. Even though Jim's hand had never moved, it still made her uncomfortable.

Dave stepped under the lights with Karen and her uncle began to pose them again. "OK, Karen, put your hands around his waist... Good, now turn a bit so that Karen's back is to me... Perfect! Now, Dave, pull her shirt up in the pack and put your hands on her ass."

Karen jumped back, pulling her hands away from her cousin as her skirt began to ride up. "Karen, I told you he's not going to really do it. You guys are just posing," her uncle explained. "Now get back into position. Dave, once I take the picture, let her skirt back down. I don't want you to really do anything."

Karen thought for a moment. They were only just posing, as her uncle said. Naturally she wouldn't just let a boy hike her skirt up but this was only just pretend. She put her arms around her cousin's waist again as she felt her skirt rise. "Nice!" her uncle encouraged. "Now put your hands flat on her ass," Karen's uncle ordered.

Karen giggled nervously as Dave's hands spread out on her panty covered ass cheeks. The camera snapped and Dave pulled his hands away, letting her skirt fall. "No, not yet," her uncle instructed. "I need a few more shots. Put your hands back as they were... Pull her shirt up a little higher... Good, hold that pose... Karen, don't move. I've got to fix your panties. There's nothing to worry about, they're just a little twisted and wrinkled. Dave, move your hands for a minute and hold her skirt up."

Karen gasped as she felt her panties pulled down. Before she could react, though, her uncle had pulled them back up. He pulled and tugged on them a little before mumbling, "That's better." Karen's ordeal was over quickly and her uncle once again posed the cousins and took a few more pictures. "Good... now, Karen and Dave, turn so that Karen is facing the camera a little more."

Karen blushed slightly as they did. She saw that Jim was standing next to the camera and had to have seen her briefly naked ass when her panties had been pulled down. There was nothing she could do about it now, though; it was too late. "OK, Karen, put your hand on Bill's crotch, Bill, turn a little and back up a few inches," Karen's uncle began again.

Karen nervously reached down and lightly put her hand on Dave's crotch, being careful to avoid his "important" things. Her hand rested on his upper leg. "Move toward the center," her uncle instructed. Knowing where he wanted her hand, Karen moved. As her hand pressed slightly into the designated place, Karen smiled slightly. She could feel his stiff cock and knew it was hard because of her. Seemingly satisfied, Karen's uncle began to take pictures as Karen held her hand against "her" hardon.

A few pictures later, Karen's uncle called for Jim to take Dave's place. Karen reluctantly let her hand fall from Dave's pants. It was fun feeling his erection, even though she wasn't really "feeling" it - just posing. "Jim, get into the same position as Dave was in and undo your belt and unzip. Leave your pants up though," Karen's uncle ordered. Jim complied and his pants fell open slightly showing the white of his underwear. "Good... Karen, reach into his pants like you were going to hold him there."

Karen's face again flushed as her hand dropped to the opening of her cousin's pants. Knowing her face wouldn't be seen by the camera, she closed her eyes as her fingers snaked into the opening. Karen felt a lot more than a bulge this time. The shape of her cousin's cock was very evident now and she could feel the heat from it. Almost instinctively her palm pushed against the hardness in Jim's pants.

The camera clicked as her uncle shot off a few more pictures but Karen didn�t pay much attention to it. She was concentrating on where her hand was and trying to explore as best as she could without moving her hand. All too soon her uncle called out, �OK, let�s try something else.� Karen pulled her hand out of her cousin�s pants and waited for her uncles instructions.

�Karen, turn a little toward me,� her uncle began. �Good� now Jim, stand facing her but turn a little like she has. OK, now Karen, put your hand back into his pants. No, with your other hand. Right, now, Jim, slide your hand under her skirt, lift it with your forearm, and put your hand between her legs.�

Karen gasped as Jim�s hand quickly went under her skirt and landed on her panties. Fortunately her legs were closed to tightly to allow his hand to go between them though. Still, he was very close. �Karen, open your legs a little so Jim�s hand can go between your legs,� her uncle instructed.

Karen shuddered at his words. She wanted to say no but with her hand already in Jim�s pants touching his cock, or at least his barely covered cock, she couldn�t really refuse. Karen�s feet slid apart. As they did, Jim�s hand moved down so that he was now cupping her pussy. It felt nice to have a hand there, but this wasn�t the best time not the best place to enjoy it.

The camera snapped a few times before her uncle directed, �Jim, let her shirt drop and lift her shirt.� Jim promptly did as he was asked. �Mmmm� That�s not working� Karen, unbutton your shirt but don�t take it off.�

Karen pulled her hand from Jim�s cock, but hesitated for a moment. Was she ready for this? He did tell her not to take her shirt off though. �Karen, remember, you�re just posing,� her uncle reassured. Slowly her hands went to the buttons and one by one they fell apart, revealing her bra covered breast. �Nice! Now Karen, I�d like you to put your hand just inside the waistband of his underwear like you were going to reach in� a little deeper� good! Now Jim, push up her bra and cover her breast with your hand.�

Immediately Karen jumped back. �Karen, what�s the matter? Don�t worry, nothing is going to show. I�ll make sure Jim�s hand covers you completely,� her uncle reassured. �Now let�s get shooting,� he said as he picked up his camera. �Karen, put your hand where it was; Jim, you know what to do.�

Although she really didn�t want to be exposed in front of her two cousins, Karen did as her uncle asked and replaced her hand into Jim�s underwear. She smiled slightly as her fingertips touched the top of his cock. Jim returned her smile and then pushed her bra up, exposing her tit. She blushed slightly but didn�t stop him. As his hand covered her, Karen felt her nipple stiffen under his touch.

Something was happening which disturbed Karen. She was getting sexually excited. That wasn�t supposed to happen. She was supposed to be just pretending, posing for the pictures, not getting turned on. As unnoticeably as she could Karen moved a finger, effectively rubbing the tip of Jim�s cock. As instructed, she had been looking into his eyes for the pictures. Karen thought she noticed a slight change in his expression. Suddenly she was interrupted by Dave. �My dad told me to switch places with Jim,� he stated.

Karen snapped her hand out of Jim�s pants, feeling someone might notice what she had been doing. Jim had moved his hands also but Karen had completely forgotten about her bra being pushed up until she noticed Dave staring at her now open tits. She reached for the bra as her uncle said, �Good idea, Karen, you may as well just take it off along with your shirt. It should make for some nice pictures that way. Why don�t you take your skirt off too? Dave, where she stripping down to her panties, I think you should strip down to your underwear too.�

Karen had never intended on taking her shirt and skirt off, let alone her bra, but she felt trapped. Once again she had put herself into her own predicament. Dave already had his shirt off and his jeans were at his knees. Karen had no choice now. Slowly she began to take her clothes off, hoping, by some miracle, something would happen to stop what she was about to do.

Her shirt was the first thing to go seeing it was already unbuttoned and opened. Where her tits were already exposed too, her bra was next, although she could feel her face turning red. Somehow, having her shirt opened and her bra pushed up seemed much more covered than having no shirt or bra on. She paused for a moment, hoping her uncle would say �Never mind�� but, of course, such words were never uttered. Her only consolation was that Dave was already standing in just his underwear with his obvious erection plainly visible beneath the thin material.

Karen took a deep breath and then pushed her skirt to the floor. Trying to act confidently, although she could almost feel her knees banging together as her legs nervously shook, Karen bend down, picked up her skirt, folded it neatly, and placed it on a nearby chair. She went back and stood beside the now almost naked Dave and waited for her uncle�s direction. Her arms fidgeted across the front of her body, reflecting her mind�s confusion as to whether she should cover her most private area, which had the slight protection of her thin panties, or her exposed tits, which everyone had already gotten a good look at anyway.

�Karen,� her uncle began; making her jump with the suddenness of hearing a voice, �If you don�t mind, I�m going to have Dave push his underwear to his knees and have you place your hand over his cock and balls to cover them for the next shot. Think you�d be OK doing that; covering him up?�