My Mom & I Like to Pose Nude Together
	A SPAM Story by Captain Atom

Hi! My name is Hope. I'm a just-turned-sixteen-year-old girl with
shoulder length honey blonde hair, blue eyes, and a body that's really
starting to develop quite nicely.

I recently discovered a shocking secret about my mom. She had me when
she was just seventeen, and she's been raising me alone since I was born
(no, that's not the secret, just wait, okay?) Mom is very attractive,
with short brown hair, large breasts (I hope that mine grow that big
someday!) and a winning smile. But despite that she rarely goes out on
dates; she spends too much time raising me and working to pay the bills.

So what's that secret? Okay, here it goes: recently we had one of those
teacher conference days at school, so I was home all day while Mom was
at work. At about two in the afternoon, there was a knock at our door:
it was Peter, the photographer who lives across the hall, so I let him
in.

"Oh, hi Hope," he said. "I saw that someone was home, and just assumed
that it was your mother. Would you let her know that I came by?"

Peter is just out of college and really cute! So I tried to get him to
come in and stay for a bit: "Hi Peter. You look hot; want a glass of
lemonade?"

"Sure," he said, coming in the apartment. "That sounds good."

I noticed that he was carrying an envelope: "What's in the envelope?" I
asked as I poured the lemonade.

"Oh, nothing," he replied. "Just some pictures to show your Mom."

"Can I see?"

"I don't think that would be a good idea. They're, um, kind of
personal..."

"Oh, come on, I won't tell!" I grabbed the envelope out of his hand and
quickly spilled the contents out onto the kitchen table.

I was shocked! Well, okay, not shocked, but certainly surprised. There
in front of me were many pictures of my mom, in various stages of
undress, looking very sexy and seductive. I'd seen my mom naked before,
of course, but never like this; she really looked beautiful!

"Did you take these?" I asked Peter.

Seeing that I wasn't going to be upset, Peter returned to coolness.
"Yeah; your mom let's me take pictures of her, and I sell them to
various magazines and split the money with her. I was just going to
bring this new batch by so that we could go through and pick out the
best ones."

"Could you take pictures of me like that?" I don't know what was coming
over me, but seeing how pretty my mom looked in those pictures, I wanted
to be just like her.

Peter thought for a second: "I could, but only if your mom says that
it's okay."

So when Mom got home that evening I told her that I had seen the
pictures that Peter had been taking of her, and that they were really
beautiful and I wanted Peter to take pictures like that of me. At first
Mom said no way, but I told her that it was hypocritical for her to do
it but not let me, and besides I was growing into a young woman and
could make my own decisions.

Finally Mom relented and that Saturday we both went over to Peter's
apartment for my first session. At first, Mom posed and I just watched.
She nonchalantly took off her clothes and put on a robe, then rolled
around on top of the bed while taking off her robe, looking very sexy as
Peter took her picture.

When my time came, I was a little nervous but feeling very sexy. Peter
told me to just relax and be comfortable with myself and my body. He
took several pictures of me with my clothes still on, and told me that I
didn't have to take my clothes off until I felt comfortable. I was
wearing a very tight t-shirt and jeans, so those pictures still looked
sexy, especially since I wasn't wearing a bra and my nipples were
getting really hard and could be seen through my shirt. All the time Mom
was watching me and Peter was telling me how pretty I was while he took
my picture.

Finally I started to take my clothes, and got up on the bed and moved
around like I had seen my Mom do. I felt really sexy, like a real
grown-up woman!

Then Peter suggested that Mom and I have our picture taken together! So
Mom got up on the bed with me and took me into her arms from behind
while Peter took our picture. We frolicked around a lot; nothing sexual,
just having fun. After a while we forgot that Peter was even there, and
just had fun together, a real mother-daughter moment!

Those pictures of us together turned out to be the best of the lot.
We've had a lot more joint sessions since then, each time better than
the last. Mom and Peter say that we can't sell any pictures of me until
I turn eighteen; I can't wait until I can show off my sexy body in those
magazines, and Mom and I can be in them together!