My life as a preteen/teen model part 1

How it all began with meeting a modeling agent in the mall

For the purposes of this story, inam using the alias of Shania. I really don’t want my real name getting out. This is the story ofnthe things that have happened between me and my daddy and others that started just before my 11th birthday and continues to this day. I am now 16 years old.

My mom is a workaholic flight attendant who seems to always be gone for her job, so I was raised by my daddy. As for me, I have always been on the short side, petite with blonde hair and blue eyes. I was and still am very much a girly girl. That made it tough on daddy because he didn’t have a clue how to raise a girly girl.

Just before my 10th birthday, my world changed when mom came home from working for a month and told daddy that she was leaving him, she had met a man on one of her layovers and was moving to live with him and his family. Daddy was crushed as was I. We both fell into a depression and daddy lost his job.

It waa about 6 months later that we were at the mall, trying to enjoy ourselves as daddy took me shopping for school clothes. He had a new job that barely kept us afloat, so school shopping would hurt us but daddy wanted me to have new clothes for school. That was when a woman approached us. A beautiful brunette woman dressed very nice.

“Hi, my name is Julie, I am with a modeling agency” she introduced herself to daddy and handed him a business card “We are looking for new talent”

“Hiw do we know that this isn’t one of those scams?” Daddy asked as he looked at the card.

“Becauss we don’t ask for money up front and we have a physical address here in town. I’m not asking for a yes now, the website is there on the card for you to visit”

“What kind of modeling?” Daddy asked, seeming a little more relaxed

“Nothing age inappropriate. Your daughter would be amazing in fashion modeling. When she gets older we have a swimsuit modeling division”

Hearing them talk, I felt happy inside for the first time. Models were beautiful, was I really modeling material. I started to imagine it in my mind and tuned put the conversation they were having. I snapped back to the present when their conversation was nearing its end.

“My personal number is on the card, if you like what you see on the website, call me and I can come over to your house to talk more about it. Hav e a good afternoon” she said and I saw her brush daddy’s arm with her hand and gave me a smile.

Once home, I sat with daddy on the couch, he pulled up the website that was professionally done. He went to tabs with girls names and saw pictures of the models and the company’s they had done modeling for. The girls were beautiful and ranged from age 6 up to adult age.

“Rhia seems legitimate, is this something you would like to try?”

“Yes daddy, it sounds fun” and he saw me smile brightly for the first time in months

“Okay, go put your new clothes up” he said and picked up his phone.

A couple of hours later, Julie was in our living room with daddy and I. She was now dressed in skinny jeans and a body suit. I couldn’t get over how beautiful she was. She told us how she had started as a model for the company and became the branch president, she was originally from LA and it showed in her looks. She said some of the models even went on to become actresses.

Eventually I left daddy and Julie to talk on their own, the conversation had turned casual and they were having drinks. I came out of my room a couple hours later and the living room was empty but Julie’s purse was still on the couch and shoes were on the floor. I heard squeaking and noises coming from daddy’s closed bedroom. I was young but knew what was happening, it was the same sounds and noises the night I had accidentally walked in on mom and daddy having sex. My jaw dropped, daddy had just met Julie that day and they were doing this already?

The next morning when I entered the kitchen, Julie was sitting at the table with daddy. She had on one of daddy’s dress shirts as a night shirt. They both looked happy, daddy looked very happy for the first time since mom left. Julie was fun to talk to, I wondered if she was going to be my new mommy. Daddy assured me after she left that she wasn’t going to be, simply telling me that sometimes adults spent the night with one another.

The next Saturday we were at the modeling agency to do some pictures that would go on the website. This was really happening. First I was taken to pick out an outfit, a black skirt and red bodysuit. Then I went into another room where a nice woman named Kylie did my hair and makeup. She was also a former model who assured me that I was going to have a lot of fun. I had never worn make up and couldn’t believe how it made me look and feel even more beautiful. By the time I got to the room for pictures. I was a little more comfortable walking in the high heels.

The photographer, James, asked who my favorite singer was and I told him Katy Perry. He went to a computer and soon I heard her music coming through the speakers. Daddy and Julie sat in chairs watching as James gave me instructions on how to mkve and pose, he made me feel comfortable and relaxed. I was having so much fun, Julie’s smile told me she thought i was doing good too.

We took a break for me to go change into blue skinny jeans and a white blouse. Then the music and instructions began again. Julie finally said she thought they had enough. She smiled and told me that incould keep the outfit and shoes. We stood around a laptop and James went through the pictures. I couldn’t believe that inwas looking at myself modeling. Julie beamed with pride and told me that inwould be a great model. She told us she would call us if a job offer came in and we left with information and a copy of the signed paperwork, I was a model I kept saying over and over in my head

The day that every changed was the day of my first paid modeling shoot. A local designer had hired me and two of the other models. Amber was 16 and easy to get along with. Emily was 8 and very self centered and spoiled. Amber and I both couldn’t stand to be around her. Her mom was just as self centered and tried to make demands on the staff. Aside from their antics, i had so much fun. The shoot was in a park at first, then moved to a historic part of town. We modeled a few of the outfits the designer had made. I was on cloud 9 doing a real modeling shoot, it was the first time I remember feeling sexy. I left wearing a skirt and blouse that the designer said I could keep. In all, the shoot had taken most of the day and I was a little tired.

Daddy and I got home and ate on the couch. The shoot had paid $1500, both of us couldn’t take pur eyes off of the amount that had been wired to daddy’s bank account. We would be able to pay the bills. I started to watch a movie with daddy but soon fell asleep on the couch. As I slept, I started to have a dream about my legs getting a massage, the dream felt so real, I started to open my eyes and that was when I realized that my blouse was completely unbuttoned and open. The front of my skirt was pushed up and my panties were at my knees. Daddy’s hand was nearing my pussy. I panicked inside, groggy from just waking up, and unsure what was happening. Daddy saw I was awake and smiled at me

“Just relax baby” he said

I couldn’t speak, I could only watch as daddy’s fingers moved to my pussy and started to rub between my pussy lips. I couldn’t breathe, my eyes grew in surprise, why did it feel good? Daddy’s weren’t supposed to touch their daughters like this. Daddy looked so happy as he rubbed me and looked at me.

“If you like modeling then we need a special relationship” he said “daddy has needs baby”

I watched as he moved on the couch, lowering his face to my thighs. He started to kiss them and pulled my legs apart. His lips neared my pussy and I saw him undo his jeans and take his dick put. I had never seen one, it was long and hard. Daddy’s lips kissed my pussy and I closed my eyes, why did this feel so good. His tongue slid between my pussy lips and started to lick, an unexpected moan escaped my lips. I opened my eyes and saw his hand on his dick, his hand moving fast on it as he licked my pussy. I felt a new feeling inside, like I needed to pee, the feeling made me start to moan louder as the feeling grew stronger. Then it overtook me and I let out a long moan as my body shook. Daddy’s hand was still.moving fast until he let out a long groan and I saw white stuff shoot from it.

Daddy smiled as he sat up ans pulled up his pants. Inlaid there still mostly exposed. Daddy kissed me on the forehead and left the room. I couldn’t move for a little bit. Finally I pulled up my panties and rushed to my room.

Amber and I had exchanged numbers at the shoot and she was the one who texted me to tell me the shoot photos were online. I looked Tham up and was so happy with what I saw, i was still distracted by thoughts of what had happened on the couch with daddy.

“Girl, you should start a Facebook modeling page to share your photos” Amber’s text said

“I don’t know if my daddy will let me”

“Is he on Facebook?”

“No”

“Then don’t tell him, just do it. I promise you will like it. I make money from it. Come over and I will show you how”

I liked the thought of making more money and trusted Amber, she was an experienced model of course. Daddy agreed to take me over to her house. As he drove he looked at me

“Are you okay with what happened on the couch?”

“Yeah I’m fine” I lied, it still kind of bothered me

“Okay good”

Once at Amber’s, I felt more relaxed. I wanted to tell her what happened but couldn’t. I started to put it out of mind as we hung out and she showed me all the clothes she had gotten through modeling. Finally we settled on her bed on our stomachs in front of her laptop. She pulled up her page and went to the pictures, she had pictures going back to when she was my age. She clicked on one and pulled up the comments.

Almost all of the comments were from grown men, some nice comments, some sexually motivated comments. My jaw dropped at the things I read.

“These are the guys I make my money from”

“How?”

“Sometimes it’s just a Facebook chat, sometimes it is a video chat, sometimes I mail them my panties” she posted at one commenter “this guy flew to town to have sex with me”

“Really?” Her confession shocked me

“He isn’t the only one” Amber smiled

“You’ve had sex?”

“Yeah starting around your age, it is amazing to be fucked by a grown man. Some of the photographers that do pur shoots will pay extra under the table for a little sexual fun”

“I don’t know how to have sex, I’m still a virgin

“Girl, you have to have sex, have you hit puberty?

“No”

“Perfect, do it before you do” she smiled “now, let’s get you a page set up”

Amber took my phone and I watched as she created my modeling page, filled in the information, and uploaded pictures from our shoot. Then she published it for everyone to see

“Now just wait ans the comments will start pouring in” her smile was so beautiful “can I ask you something?”

“Sure”

“Can I kiss you? You’re so pretty and I’ve been thinking about kissing you since the day we met”

I had never kissed anyone before and had to admit that Amber was beautiful. Her lips were perfect. I had never imagined kissing a girl, after a moment, I just nodded

Amber leaned toward me, her eyes closed as did mine. Her lips made contact with mine and it felt so good that I felt my toes curl. Our lips danced in little lip kisses. Then I felt her tongue against my lips ans I parted them. Her tongue gently massaged mine. We laid on our sides, embracing and French kissing. My heart raced holding a girl and kissing. We stopped when her mom knocked on the door.

Daddy had arrived to pick me up. Amber and I hugged and I left. By the time I got home and to my room, my Facebook modeling page had over 500 followers and my pictures had countless comments. I was surprised at the mix of kind comments and dirty comments. In a strange way, i liked the dirty comments that made.me feel desired.

I didn’t chat with anyone that night but I soon would

To be continued

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