[3D/Story] Viola's Hot Spring Photoshoot (Long)

Hey guys! I originally was just going to take a couple of shots in Honey Select just to help pad out the gap between 2D releases, but I got carried away and took like 11 pictures, then got even more carried away and wrote an entire narrative around them. I hope you like it, it's written from the Reader's perspective, and is definitely NSFW. <3

All the images are in the files below, and every picture is 1080p, so if you want to use it for a desktop background, you can do that! If you do, take a picture and share it in the comments, I'd love to see Vi pop up on other people's screens!

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Local Hotspring - 8pm

You are a photographer, and you have been scheduled for an evening pinup shoot at your local hot spring inn! Your instructions are to meet the client in her room to break the ice and go over the details before heading out back to the spring to do the shoot.

As you knock on the room to 44D, yeah hear a voice inside call out - "Coming!" and a moment later the door swings open.

"Hello there! You must be my photographer."

Before you in the doorway is your client, an attractive young woman with raven hair and peculiarly striking eyes of gold. She smiles pleasantly and gives you a wave as you reassemble your thoughts. She invites you in and heads inside. She's taller than average, but about typical for your clientele, and curvy in all the right places.

Remembering this is supposed to be professional, you put that thought out of mind and head inside.

She introduces herself formally - her name is Viola, and she's been wanting to do a swimsuit shoot for a long time. Not an unusual story - you've dealt with a few cosplayers, Patreon models and Instagram stars after all. As she explains, she relaxes on the bed and you can't help but spy a good shot.

Click.

"See something you like?" She asks, snapping you out of your reverie. You stammer an apology and try to explain that you saw a good opportunity. Viola laughs and waves off the embarrassment.

"You're fine, you wouldn't be here if I didn't want you to take pictures, right?" She points out, then asks to see the picture. You turn the camera over and watch as her face lights up excitedly. 

"Wow! I look so cool!" She beams, then returns your camera. "This is going to be great. I have some ideas, let me know what you think!" 

She goes over some of the ideas she has, and before long you've got an idea of what to expect. Before you know it, you're back out in the hall as Viola gets changed in her room and on your way to the spring...

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20 minutes pass as you wait in the hot spring and look around for some prime spots to shoot. The outdoor area isn't huge, but it's certainly not small. There are some faux rock walls, an artificial waterfall, and a large bath under a pergola. You sit on the edge of the bath and fiddle with your camera while waiting.

After a little while you hear footsteps coming down the path, and Viola rounds the corner. She seems to be looking about in awe and hasn't noticed you. Another candid opportunity, complete with the moon in the background.

Click.

The sound of the camera draws her attention and she turns to you, surprised. 

"Oh, hey. There you are." She says, walking over. You stand, and she rounds to stand next to you, shoulder to shoulder while you bring up the camera and show her the shot.

"Damn, even I want a bite of that apple." She remarks, impressed. You can't help but stifle a chuckle - she does look very good in her black bikini... you try not to think too much about that as she's standing right up on you and studying the screen.

After a moment, Viola is ready to get a move on and suggests her first idea - Lounging by the water. Straightforward enough - and you came prepared with your swim trunks. You kick off your shoes and hand your camera over to Viola so you can step into the toasty water with a small splash. 

Your subject takes her seat at the edge of the water and ties a couple of poses. Bringing up your viewfinder, you snap a few, making a few suggestions - look this way, turn that way. Bend like this a bit, stretch... More. A little more... Eventually you find the winner as Viola elegantly sits, propped on one arm. You catch the glint of the light in her eyes as she gives you a picture-perfect smirk and push your finger down.

Click.

You wade over to the edge of the pool and show her the shot. A little bit of pink appears on her cheeks, but she grins ear to ear all the same. 

"It's perfect!" She half-way squeals in excitement. She reaches over and gives you a quick hug.

It's all you can muster not to awkwardly mumble 'Thanks, so are you'. Suddenly you're starting to think it might be a good thing that you're in waist-high water right now.

Viola releases you then gives you a bit of a look - you've seen it before, you know what's coming.

"Hey, so. I've seen some shots online that other models have done, where it's like tasteful nudity, but you can't see anything really. Would you be okay with trying some of those...?" She asks sort of slowly, but she's clearly not shy enough to worry about the answer.

'YES!' is what your brain rattles your skull with.

"Yeah, sure, why not." you reply. Nice. Good job, that was smooth, you. Viola flashes a happy grin at that, and starts to think about what she wants to try. She seems a little caught up in the moment, so you suggest one you've seen a bunch of times. A simple butt-shot. You explain to Viola that this way she can keep her modesty and start small.

Apparently modesty is not a particular issue as you've barely spoken the sentence before she has laid out on her front and started to tug the strings on her bikini.

"Like this?" She asks as she shifts a bit, letting the straps fall out of the way. The light from behind lands perfectly on her tush, and you determine that yes... you are very glad to be in waist-high water right now.

You give her some suggestions and snap a few more, shifting about to get the light just-right, and finally nail the shot.

Click.

You can't help but stare at the screen for a moment, and Viola notices your hesitation.

"Is it not good?" She asks with a bit of worry in her voice. You look up and quickly make up an excuse about double-checking the lighting, then show her the camera. Naturally, it's another winner. Amid her excited reaction and reaching back to re-tie her bikini, she notices you looking a little bit skittish.

"I didn't make you uncomfortable, did I?" She asks. "Maybe I moved too fast?"

You shake your head and assure her everything is fine.  She gives you a lingering look of doubt, but this time you interrupt the moment with another idea - in the middle of the spring is a rock. You suggest something with a bit of sky, and with the focus back on the work, Viola agrees, and the two of you head for the rock.

The rock itself is about chest-high on you, with a flat top. The sides are slick from the steam, and there's no obvious way up. As the two of you examine the problem, Viola states the obvious - "Hey, give me a boost."

You think about it for a moment, then set the camera down on the rock where it's safe, then come around to her side and hold your hands out for her to use as a step.

As she clambers up, your vision is filled with little else but the lines and curves of her form, from up-close. The sheen of the moisture on her skin, the cling of the dampened fabric. As she climbs up away from you, you're fully rewarded with a full, unobstructed view of her ass. If only you had your camera right then too...

Getting up, and getting comfy, Viola sits and waits for you to get the camera and find your angle.  You move around, hoping to get the moon again, but Viola's black hair blends perfectly with the night sky. So you move around, and find a bit of evening blue from the setting sun - perfect.

"Hang on." She says, reaching behind her. She gives a tug on the string of her bikini top, and before you can peep, it falls away and her bare back is to you. She looks over her shoulder at you, and from here you can only see the side and underside of her breast. She catches you looking and laughs a bit.

"Ah, gotcha." She teases as your eyes dart up to her. Your mouth opens to come up with another excuse, but she shakes her head at you. "It's alright. This is one I've seen. Let's try it." She suggests, and another round of posing and shifting begins. A couple of times you think you might have glimpsed something poke out past her arm, but your focus is on the shot, and after a little while...

Click.

At this point, you would have expected her to turn away and re-dress, but instead, she simply turns towards you, in full topless view, and scoots to the edge.

"Give me a hand." She asks.

This time, you actually manage to turn your eyes, but rather than appreciation, this earns a disappointed look from your partner in crime. She flicks her toes into the water and splashes you with it.

"Hey, they're just tits, man. I'm assuming you've seen them before?" She chastises you, waiting for you to look back her way. You do, and she flicks more water at you.

"It'll be less awkward if you just look." She points out. She brings her hands up to her chest and grabs one tit in each, giving them both a squeeze and then comically bouncing one, then the other, and back and forth.

Dumbstruck by what you're witnessing, you do as she says and stare. At the very least, you don't try and snap a picture. Although frankly, you're not sure whether she'd be more upset if you did or if you didn't.

She beckons you over, and slides down the rock, using you for support, then stands in the water in front of you and looks at you.

"This a problem?" She asks, bluntly.

You shake your head. Slowly at first, then confidently.

"Good." She says, nodding affirmatively. "Because I have more ideas. Bath time!"

She turns from  you and walks away. You look up at the rock and grab the bikini top Viola had forgotten, then follow after her as she climbs out of the spring, and walks over to the pergola and the bath.

You're about a half a dozen feet away when she tugs the string on her bikini and lets the final stitches fall away entirely.

This time you bring your camera up, but Viola has already started to step into the water and settle herself in to the steamy bath. Now just entirely nude, she swishes about for a moment, then turns and leans up against the edge of the bath.

"How about this?" She asks with a grin. She looks up at you... And then down at you. And then back up. And you realize you've left the safety of the water.

"I guess we're doing a good job, huh?" She remarks with a smirk while you very quickly find a seat next to the bath and try to hide your shame. Your face turns a beet red.

Viola rests her head on her arms and regards you curiously, studying this peculiar photographer she's hired. She hums, content to enjoy the bath for a moment, and lets you get over that moment of embarrassment.

"You know, you looked pretty big through those shorts of yours."

That line rings through your head a few times before you look up. Viola is looking up at the moon, and just talking. Perhaps to try and make you feel better. She glances at you and smiles pleasantly. 

"You're allowed to get excited. It's only natural. Hot naked chick posing for you, makes sense right?" She adds. "Plus, if we're honest with ourselves, won't that make the pictures better? If you don't hold back, that'll make them even better, won't it?"

You find it hard to argue with her logic and nod. She smiles a little wider, happy that you're starting to adjust, and asks for an idea.

You pause for a moment, replaying what she'd asked of you, then look at her leaning on the edge of the bath. You smirk.

"Lean back a bit so I can see the top of your chest behind your arms, and sit on your knees so your ass comes out of the water." You instruct.

Viola blinks at you, and then you realize a few of the things you just told her to do.

"Wow. Someone's got a bit of a dom streak." She teases. She fights to hide a bit of her own blush, and for a moment you've turned the tables on her. She does as you say - leans back from the edge - you spy her chest from where you're sitting, and shift a bit to get the right angle so her tits aren't entirely in frame. Viola lifts her rump out of the water, but a bit too high.

"Like this?" She asks, arching her back like a bow.

You shake your head. "Down a bit." you correct her. She does, but it's not quite right. You try to correct her again, but this time she goes too far down, and on the ensuing correction, too high again.

You sit up on the edge of the bath, earning a confused look from her, and then simply reach out with your fingers and slowly push against her butt cheek until it's just the perfect depth. Viola has suddenly gone quiet, but you sit back in your spot and line up the shot.

Viola's expression is a little bit surprised, so you make a crack.

"You've got a really firm ass, Viola. You work out?" You ask

Viola looks up at you, grins and winks, and first try - 

Click. 

You turn the camera over, and Viola snorts a laugh at the sight of two cheeks poking out of the water. "That's so weird, but I love it! Where did you get that idea?" She asks.  You remark that you saw it on Twitter once, then ask what other shots she has in mind.

As the two of you snap a few more quick and simple pictures, the time begins to pass, and the manager approaches to inform you that the spring is closed. Viola puts on her best pout-y face and asks if you can continue to use the area for one more picture, and promises not to make a mess or damage anything.

The manager sighs, decides it's not worth the time to argue, and says that he'll lock the door so nobody else comes to try and use the bath, and to just turn off the lights before leaving. 

As Viola stands up you at least grant her a bit of privacy and avert your eyes. By now you've seen her chest and ass a few times, and it's becoming old hat much to your mutual relief.

Walking back over to the water, Viola steps in and points over to the artificial waterfall. "For the last one, I was thinking something a bit more sensual, like a shower." She suggests, sloshing her way over to it. You follow along and try to make some visual sense of the grotto. The lighting here isn't great, and the texture of the rock isn't overly outstanding, but as the raven haired woman steps under the cascade and begins her motions of running her hands along her body, you can't help but pick up and start snapping.

You move from one side of the other, clicking away at this angle and that angle. Some angles work, only to be stymied by steam or water. Other times the obstructions clear only to be between moving from side to side.

You can't help but admire her form as she pretend-bathes. Now and again she glances back at you with honeyed look, only to turn away again.

Finally, at last everything lines up, and you get it.

Click.

While you examine the results, Viola continues on, unaware. You look up, and for a few seconds just watch her go, without the viewfinder. She turns and notices you, and notices you not taking pictures. She opens her mouth to ask, but you beat her to it -

"Got it. All done." You say, hoping that gets rid of any sort of potential awkwardness caused by your gawking.

The woman turns and walks up to you. Again, you manage not to stare, and show her the camera.

She smiles, less excited than before, but certainly happy. She gives you a nude pat on the back, then gestures back to the pergola.

"I guess I can stop turning into a prune." She says, making her way over. There's a shift in the mood - neither really want it to be over, but that's the way it be sometimes. Viola walks over to the towel rack and picks out a black towel that matches her hair. She wraps herself up while you clamber out, and then walks over to sit on one of the deck chairs.

"You... Don't need to leave right away, do you?" She asks as you head for your bag. You stop, then shake your head. You tell her you have nowhere to be, which earns a smile, and she gestures to one of the stools.

"This was fun." She says as you take a seat near her. "I guess I didn't know what to expect... I didn't know it was going to be that... um... well exciting." She says a bit sheepishly.

You smile at her earnestness and shake your head. It's not usually like this. Most of the time, models use people they know for these kinds of shoots, someone they trust. But you agree that the unfamiliarity makes it exciting... And.

"And, well... you're pretty attractive. It's kind of hard not to gawk." You admit. Why did you admit that? That's creepy, right? That's weird, she's going to call the cops on you now, good job.

"Yeah, I know." She replies with a mischievous grin. She adjusts her towel a bit and sprawls out on the chair, full of swagger. She was hot, and she knew it.

You laugh at her response and nod in agreement. Viola makes herself comfy on the chair, and after all the posing and prep and technical work, this new relaxed mood feels fresh, and fun. You notice an opportunity and bring your camera up. Viola grins widely at you through your viewfinder and flashes double-victory signs to you with a cheery wink.

Click.

You admire your handy work and chuckle. Your subject shares your amusement and relaxes again. 

"I'm not sure about that one." She remarks jokingly. You shake your head, though.

"That one's just for me." You reply as you stand over the chair. This earns another faint blush on her cheeks, and a faint bite of her lip.

"So, is this the nudest shoot you've ever done?" She asks curiously, changing the subject a bit. You nod and admit that your normal clients aren't exactly eager to strip down quite this much. 

"I don't usually see everything quite like that." You add.

Viola pauses for a moment, considering her next words carefully, then answers;

"You haven't seen everything, you know." She says. You glance up at her, unsure what she means, only to find a fierce blush has taken hold. But she stares up at you steely-eyed, with her confidence mustered.

You catch her drift and your eyes must have gone wide, because she smirks through her blush like a wolf that found its way into the chicken coop.

"Want to take one more?" She asks, quietly. Even before you answer, her fingers and twitching at the edges of her towel. Suddenly the atmosphere has pitched. The temperature is up (it's definitely not the hotspring), and you feel your heart thumping a bit, different from before. You manage a nod, and Viola replies with a small nod of her own as the towel is opened and set aside.

This time, Viola's nudity is open to you. You take it in - all of it. From head to toe, not a stitch, and not a thing hidden. You move around the chair, studying her form.

Viola bites her lip, suddenly feeling the spotlight.

You find an angle where the light hits her just right, and crouch. And just as you do, she opens her long legs to you. Her pale, pink pussy glistens against the light, just like the rest of her. With one hand she holds the side of the chair, and with the other she covers part of her face, evidently feeling a bit more self conscious.

You reach out and push out on the inside of her knee just a bit. You can feel her shiver a bit. This is new. This is different.

You bring your camera up and take back your hand.

Click.

"Damn..." You remark, then stand up. Viola closes her legs and sits up as well. You show her the lewd photograph you just took, and for once, she's entirely silent, but you can hear her breathing a little more heavily than she had been.

"You alright?" You ask her. She looks up at you and nods, but still seems a bit flustered.

By now, 'flustered' has long ago become defunct for explaining the situation in your own shorts. A significant tent pushes out, quite near Viola's reddened face, and she happens to notice (because, frankly, it's hard not to from that height.). At this point all pretense has gone, and as she looks up at you once more, you both come to the same conclusion -

You're horny. I'm horny. Let's go.

The agreement is non-verbal. Viola brings her fingers up to the band of your swim trunks and starts to tug on them, and it's all you can do to reach down with your free hand to help spring your cock free. 

The damn thing practically snaps loose and slaps the girl in the face, but far from minding, she issues a low rumbling groan - she likes that. Quite a lot.

With your rod jutting out like a missile towards her face, the raven haired woman tucks into it like it's home, finding the nook between shaft and balls to nibble on, while letting your manhood rest on her face. From behind it, those golden eyes stare up with want as she begins her work.

And of course...

Click.

With an apparently healthy appetite for cock, Viola begins her ministrations by flicking her tongue along the length of it, from the base to the top, up and down the veins and around, soaking you in spit until you shine. Even until now, not a word had been said, which is only about to get more difficult for the lady.

As she reaches the tip, she purses her lips tightly, and pushes down. Soft and plump, she forces you to force then to spread snugly around you as she pushes her head down onto you, and buries you home. 

It's all you can do but watch as your cock continues to disappear more and more between her lips. You feel it gliding along her tongue, then there's the bump from the back of her throat and the little 'ulp' of pause before she pushes on, and feeds you deeper down her throat.

As you get the sense that this might be one of her preferred pastimes, she reaches an impasse and stops. She looks up at you through her bangs, cock fully stuffed in her mouth like a good scabbard, and you see the corner of her lips quirk up into a smirk.

You bring your camera up, and she winks at you.

Click.

Within moments, she's bobbing on you, swaying back and forth and noisily sucking your cock. Every time her head dips deep, you peek the curve of her ass over her shoulders, and every time she draws back, you glance her perfectly firm tits bouncing against you.

The sound of lewd cock sucking fills the outdoor area. Viola contentedly moans through it all, devouring you like it's her favorite treat. You can't help but buck your hips back against her and reach out to grab a handful of her hair, which she appreciates by sinking down and kissing your pelvis, leaving a lipstick ring around the very base of your cock.

She pulls herself back entirely and instead grabs you with her hand, and starts to furiously stroke you. She grins up at you with a dribble of spit and precum glistening down her chin.

"So, you free for another shoot next Friday? I have a few more ideas I want to try." She asks, then lolls her tongue out flat and licks the underside of your cock with a look of absolute mischief on her face.

Between her words, her pumping and her enthusiasm, the inevitable starts to dawn. Signalling your finish to her, Viola closes her lips once more around the tip and swiftly bounces her head back and forth on your rod, eager to suck you across the finish line for all it's worth.

You feel that rush, that pinch in the pit of your stomach and the blankness set in. It's all you can do to moan her name in warning, and she withdraws from you. 

With a couple final pumps with her hand, you loose - Whether it be the heat, the intensity, or just some good old fashioned anime hot spring magic, the first volley of cum loosed is a thick, sticky rope that lands against her cheek.

Viola closes her eyes, and holds her mouth open slightly, not to catch more, but simply to shudder and moan as another helping erupts and glazes her pale cheeks in seed. Happy to stroke you through your orgasm, Viola drains you for every drop, rope after rope, spurt after spurt, coating her face and tits in a healthy helping of fresh cum.

While you stand there, shaken to the core, Viola reaches for your camera and holds it out towards herself, then flashes one more V-for-Victory.

Click.

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After each of you quickly clean up the mess you promised not to make, and yourselves, Viola reaches the door ahead of you and pauses. She turns to you and quirks an eyebrow suggestively.

"You know, I've still got my room until morning, and I might want a midnight snack later..." She says before unabashedly reaching her hand into your shorts to wrap around your still-recovering manhood. She grins wolfishly at you once more.

At risk of breaking the hinges in your neck, you nod like a damned excited fool, then head back to her room to find a Gatorade and a Red Bull before the very sleepless night to come.

END