I sat in my film class waiting for my time.
Us girls were doing solo shoots today. The guys were still here, but they just sat at the back of the large room and watched us, most of them being creepy and having to go and 'sort themselves out' in the bathroom.
Kevin was sat at the back on his own. A lot of the guys wanted to get to know him because of his mom, but he isolated himself. He didn't look completely comfortable, but he smiled and nodded when someone asked him if he was ok.
He wasn't very talkative when the two of us walked to class this morning, either. He just kept his head down and ignored me. It was quite rude seeing as I had agreed to take care of him, but, oh well.
"Gracie Lee." Angelo, the director, called. Some of the guys at the back whooped and cheered as I made my way to the shooting area. "Just some pictures today, Gracie. Your video was perfect last week." He told me. I nodded happily and positioned myself in the middle of the huge bed.
As I got myself comfortable, my eyed locked with Kevin's. I kind of froze for a second before regaining my composure. He smirked, knowing what he had done to me, before watching me with curiosity.
"Ready?" Angelo asked. I nodded once more and got onto my knees, my legs spread wide.
I was wearing a white blouse that was unbuttoned so you could just see the tiniest bit of my cleavage.
My underwear was extra cute today; red silk with black lace. Simple, but effective.
"Yeah, Gracie!" I recognized that it was Derek cat-calling at me as I began unbuttoning my shirt slowly. Angelo clicked away with his camera, snapping me at different angles.
I finally got my shirt open and just left it, moving myself so I was laying on my back. Angelo grinned widely as I arched my back.
"Perfect!" He exclaimed coming over to me and taking pictures from a birds eye view. "Right," he said, moving away again. "Now tease me." I laughed and got onto my knees again, taking my shirt off and throwing it to the floor.
Slowly, I let the straps of my bra slip, looking down slightly. Angelo continued to praise me when I took my bra off completely, cupping my breasts.
They were a good size. Fun size.
"You're killing me, Gracie!" Derek called again. Angelo chuckled and nodded his head for me to continue. I dropped my hands and hooked my thumbs onto the elastic of my red silky thong. Angelo came in for a close up of my naked top half. I looked just above the eye of the camera and brought my body forward. He moved away again and I began to untie the ribbons on either side of my thong. Derek and his friends just about died when my panties dropped and I was completely nude.
I took my panties and threw them to the back of the room, Derek's friend, Jasper, caught them and 'thanked the Lord for such a perfect woman'. I laughed and laid on my back again. I was glad that I was the last one and all the girls were gone because I would be getting so many evil looks right now.
When I turned my head to the side, I noticed Kevin staring at me lustfully. I felt like I had achieved something. He goes from looking like he wants to leave, to looking like he wants to jump my bones.
"Do what you do best, Gracie." I knew exactly what Angelo meant. I usually get everyone worked up and then stop.
I ran my hands across my chest, arching my back again. I gripped my breasts and squeezed them, letting a moan escape my lips. Angelo came to stand above me again, this time he was using his video camera. It was an old school one that made the video look like it was a home film.

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Erotic Education • 18+
General Fiction18+ ONLY - MATURE CONTENT Gracie Lee is the most well known pupil at Marshall's School of the Arts. Her mom, the Principal, Vicky Lee was one of the most iconic adult film stars of her time. Marshall's School of the Arts is a place to learn how to b...