Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Mf(19) exploit mental-disiability Always appreciate feedback at cdducks2000@yahoo.com Beth and Donya Become Models Bob set the drinks down. I didn't fail to notice the cheap bastard was feeding me his good scotch. There is only one reason he would serve me his good scotch: he wants something. I told you about Bob didn't I. He is a Deacon in our little church. He is very involved in our community. Also, he is a wizard with electronics, hidden cams, surveillance equipment and is an expert at surfing the net for porn. He also likes to pretend his dick is sore so he can fuck Beth's face. Tuesday had been fun with Donya. She had been feeling sick and I had talked her into letting me shoot some `medicine' into her ass. The rest of the week had been great too; Beth had been over and she had gotten her daily treat each morning: cookies and candy and a belly-full of cum! Bob had invited me over for a drink on Saturday night. He said he had a business venture to discuss with me. He had just poured two glasses of his good scotch and sat down. "Fred thanks for coming over tonight. I wanted to thank you for sharing all your great photos and videos of the girls; especially the one with Donya from last Tuesday. Did I tell you that I`ve shared some of the photo sets online?" Bob was a member of several forums. Of course I knew he was sharing them. I smiled; he wasn't the only member of some of those forums. "I've seen your posts. It's hard to tell who's more popular; Beth or Donya." "Exactly! Well, I got an email from an online buddy of mine. He runs a modelling website where he scams would-be models into posing nude or into having sex. Then he sells the photo sets and video on a different website. I've bought sets from his site and for shits and giggles; I sent him a couple shots of Beth and Donya. You know, just to see what he thinks. He said they were exactly what he was looking for! He wants to know if we can bring them around sometime for a shoot!" I didn't know what to say. I mean, I liked the idea, but did I want to go that far? An image of Beth deep throating Evroy's cock appeared and I thought, sure I could go that far! Bob was looking at me, a little anxious; I smiled, "I like the idea, but do we get paid?" Bob whooped then pounded me on the shoulder. It looked like our girls were going to be models! To Convince the Mothers The challenge would be to get the girls together for the whole day. Beth was coming over each morning; I figured it would be easiest to try and get her to stay the whole day on Tuesday with Donya. "So, what do you think?" I asked Beth's mom when she picked Beth up on Monday afternoon. It had been a good day. Bob had come over and we had double teamed her while she colored. Then about a half hour before her mother got here, she had given me a quick blowjob. I was really hoping tomorrow would work out though. "Do you think that's a good idea Fred?" Beth's Mom asked. "Do you want both girls all day? That might be a lot to handle." "Not at all; the girls get along great. They aren't a bother; besides we all have fun together!" We sure did! "Well, I suppose I could use the extra hours at work; as long as you don't mind." I assured her it was okay and she agreed! I called Bob and told him the good news! Beth and Donya Learn about Modelling The next morning, after the girls arrived they colored for a while and I brought in a tray of treats. Mr. Reader, persistency in training does payoff; when I walked in with the tray, they both undressed down to their panties then had a cookie each. It was time for some more training. I put FashionTV on and Beth stood up right away and started walking back and forth. "Are you a model Beth?" She had been doing this since that first time she had seen this show. "Model! I'm a model!" She was grinning from ear to ear, a bounce in her step that made her boobs jiggle. "You're a great model Beth; how about you Donya?" Donya was staring at Beth with a curious look on her face. I don't think she understood. It didn't matter though, because she stood up and started to copy Beth walking back and forth. Although the titty wiggle effect looked better on Donya! They were laughing when I called them over. They sat on each side of me and looked at the magazine I had on my lap. I had the Playboy opened to a fashion photo shoot, "See, these are models." The girls were staring at the glossy photographs. I started turning pages, slowly flipping through the article. The girls were oohing and ahhing at the pretty models. Then I got to a nude pictorial. It was a gorgeous brunette in a sheer negligee. In each progressive photo, she slowly dis-robed. I kept the chatter up: oh, here's a pretty model; look at this one; this one is nice. The girls didn't say anything; they kept looking at the magazine. I reached onto the coffee table for a Hustler and handed it to Donya. Beth took the Playboy and they sat there looking through the magazines. Smiling, I went and got a bunch more magazines. This was working perfectly. I was amazed, the magazines held their attention for quite a while and then they were asking for a movie. I put in one of my old tapes and sat down on the couch. They had gotten bored waiting for me and were coloring. I sat on the couch with their asses facing towards me enjoying the view and then the movie started. The title came up, `College Girls Go Wild' Both girls ignored the movie until the drunken sex scene's started. Then they were up on the couch with me; totally focused on the screen. I explained that all these girls were models. Beth perked up at that and Donya, copying her, was grinning too. We watched most of the movie until Bob called and said he was on his way over to pick us up. I got the girls dressed and we left. Beth and Donya at the Photo Shoot We arrived at the webmasters loft studio and went upstairs. He was a nice guy, introducing us to Dave his photographer. He apologized for the noise; there was a big construction company working on the bottom floor and the stairwell. He toured us around the loft, showing us the hot tub; the shooting area with the back-drops and lighting; and the change rooms with racks of different outfits. Donya and Beth were only in jeans and t-shirts, but the webmaster and Dave were having a hard time keeping their eyes off them. I didn't blame them; slim Beth with the long blonde hair and athletic body and short, very busty Donya in a tight t-shirt would distract anybody! "Well," he asked, "who wants to do some modelling?" Donya moved behind Beth and looked up at me. "It's okay Donya. We're going to model." I figured I had better get Beth started first. "Beth, how about you model and show Donya how to do it." Beth just loved to show Donya how to do things. I was sure this would work. "Okay! I'll model Donya. I'll show you." And she started to walk her `model walk' back and forth. We all laughed; even Donya smiled with us. The webmaster asked me to have Beth change into an outfit in the change room; whatever she wanted to wear. She chose a pink mini-skirt and I talked her into a sparkly camisole; it was big on her, but I knew that was a good thing. I helped her to change, to make sure she was pantyless and braless and brought her out. Both men were in shock; as I knew would happen. I smiled, "Ahem, where would you like her?" They both snapped out of it and took her over to the lighted area. Dave started taking photos with the webmaster calling out direction. I noticed he had her leaning over quite a bit. It did offer great views of her tits. I looked at Donya, "It looks like Beth is having lots of fun." She was smiling and looked at me and nodded. "Would you like to be a model too?" I tried to sound really excited. Still grinning, she hesitated a second then nodded enthusiastically. Come on then!" I led her to the change room to find something for her to wear. I brought Donya out and she ran over to Beth laughing and hugged her! The guys were all smiles! I had found a white, string bikini that barely fit her. Dave, didn't miss a beat, he was taking lots of photos. For the next hour the girls changed a number of times and Dave was filling up his memory cards as fast as possible. Skipping the change room, I brought the outfits out and the girls were changing right there; again, all caught on film. The word must have spread down to the construction crews, because a bunch of them were crowded around the door, watching the show. The girls had beach towels wrapped low, posing topless for Dave. I figured it was time to make it interesting. I moved around to the webmaster and stopped suddenly, "Oh! Sorry, are you alright?" He looked at me like I was crazy. "Just go with it." I whispered, then louder, "I'm sorry, does it hurt?" Everybody had stopped and was staring at us. "Here," I led him over to the side, "step over here." I turned to Beth, "Beth, can you help him?" She stepped over looking worried. I whispered loudly to her, "I think he hurt his wiener." Realization dawned on her and she knelt down, unzipping his pants. He was looking down, his eyes wide with surprise. Beth had his pants down and took his cock into her mouth. I could hear the construction workers cheer behind me. The show was getting good! "Good job Beth." I told her. "Isn't Beth a nice person Donya?" Donya smiled and nodded. "Donya, can you help me feel better? Just like Beth?" Bob had his pants off, his cock sticking straight up and was helping Donya kneel in front of him. Donya smiled, happy to be doing the same thing Beth was doing. She took his cock into her mouth and started to bob up and down the length. Dave had his camera going overtime! I saw a wide, padded bench over by the wall and got an idea. I pulled it over into the middle of the floor and got the girls to lie on their backs, one at each end with their heads near the ends. The guys stepped up guiding their cocks back into their open mouths. A movement caught my eye; I turned to see a worker, with his pants off and his cock up, lining up between Beth's legs. He didn't warm her up and he didn't hesitate; he guided his cock to her hole and started pushing. The webmaster was holding her head now and fucking her face at a steady pace. I was so engrossed in watching the two guys working Beth, I didn't notice the worker that had moved into position and was fucking Donya! Donya almost disappeared between Bob and the big construction worker! I backed up; it was a site to behold! Both Beth and Donya were getting double-teamed! As soon as one guy finished, another guy stepped up! Guy after guy was being serviced; I had a glimpse of Donya's face and it was slick with cum, her eyes sealed shut. She opened them a bit though, as a new guy was getting her up, off the bench. He laid on his back and then pulled her on top of him. His long cock easily slipped into her sloppy pussy and he started to fuck her. At barely over five foot tall, she looked so little on this monstrous worker. Another worker had stepped up and was taking his pants off. I knew what was coming. He got in behind and slowly pushed his cock into her ass. The guy on the bottom was sucking her tits and pinching her nipples. She was moaning, but not for long. Another guy had stepped up and filled her throat with cock! These guys didn't care about going slow or taking their time, they were jackhammering her hard! A great afternoon! I lost count at about thirty different guys; it was just too hard to keep track. I'm sure there wasn't much work done after that! Finally, there were no more men. Beth and Donya were covered in cum. Beth's hair was shiny with it; Donya was trying to wipe it out of her eyes. Their pussys were red and swollen; their nipples were larger, from all the abuse. They looked really tired! I got them cleaned up as best I could and we headed for home. Bob had said we were going to get $200 for the day, but the workers had kicked in cash and I was riding home with just over $1,200 in my pocket! When we got home, I got both girls into the shower and climbed in with them. I got a quick hand-job, but good old Beth, when I told her I was cumming, took my cock in her mouth and swallowed it all. I got them all cleaned up, towelled off and sitting on the couch with a tray of treats each; they had earned it today! Donelle came to pick up Donya first. "How was she today? No problems?" Donya had put her shoes on slowly and was standing by the door waiting to go. "Donelle, your daughter is the best! She had a bunch of treats today, so her tummy is probably full. I'm not sure if she will be hungry for a while!" Donelle left, smiling, telling me I spoiled her too much! I told Beth's Mom the same thing. She just laughed and said that didn't surprise her! I checked the website Bob had told me about later that evening and sure enough, there were the photo shoots from today. I was so happy. Our girls had come so far!