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. Chantay is a 19 year old, 5'1, 105 lb, very sweet, but very naive, Latina Babe (with a capital "B"). She has small, but nice, firm tits, a great ass, a nicely trimmed pussy, flat stomach, beautiful long brown hair, pretty eyes and a huge playful smile that can melt the heart of any man. I saw Chantay's photo at an adult
modeling agency and I immediately wanted to interview her. Actually, I
really didn't care about an interview, I just wanted to photograph, and,
of course, meet, date, and fall in love with her. A few days later she
called and we set up a time to get together. Being that she's a struggling
adult model, she flaked on the interview (like most do). Over the course
of the next few weeks, we set up a number of interviews and she flaked
on all of them. I finally gave up.
A few weeks later she called and said that she really wanted to meet with me, she didn't have a car, but she was staying at a motel near my studio. Within two minutes I was out the door and on the way to meet her. Being a professional photographer I knew that the interview was strictly business. "Damn my morals!" But... being that I'm a horny guy that hadn't had "any" in a while AND since I was meeting a hot, young Babe (with a capital "B") at a sleazy motel, I had my hopes up that she'd jump my bones the moment we met. Mmmmm, the fantasies of the mind are a wonderful thing. Chantay met me at the door. She was dressed in a loose-fitting, almost see-through, shortie top and tight-fitting jeans. She looked hot. She didn't jump my bones. I came back to reality. "Dang!" She invited me in, we sat on the bed, talked, laughed and flirted with each other for about 45 minutes. Actually, I did most of the flirting, she pretty much just smiled and nodded her head to anything I said. The fantasy started to return. "No!, Go away, I'm a professional and I have morals!" I argued with myself... I do that alot! During our conversation, I realized
that Chantay was a very sweet girl, but also, not the brightest bulb in
the box. I found out that she'd been doing adult films, had an abusive
boyfriend (duh, what a surprise) AND, she was an alcoholic. Hmmmm, maybe
that's the reason she reeked of beer and kept asking me if I would go buy
her some...
I realized I could probably do anything I wanted to do with her. "Fuck my morals!" I kissed her. "What an idiot! Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Wait... she's kissing me back! Mmmmm, the possibilities... No, this is wrong! I hate the taste of beer." I pulled back. She didn't care one way or the other if we were kissing or not. Reality set in. I felt like a jerk. She glanced at the clock and then told me "the guy" (not her boyfriend) she'd met the night before would be back any minute. "OHMYGOD!!!OHMYGOD!!!OHMYGOD!!!" My mind went into overdrive thinking about the possibility of what would happen if "the guy" walked into the room that he, undoubtedly, paid for and caught me kissing the girl that he, undoubtedly, fucked just before he went on his beer-run (or whatever). Reality quickly hit me like his fist would've if he'd caught me! "I had to leave and I had to leave now!" But... she was so cute, innocent,
naive and she really needed someone to take care of and guide her. "What
am I thinking? I'm an idiot!" I asked her to go with me. She asked if I'd
buy her some beer! I almost said yes, but then remembered, she was only
nineteen. NINETEEN!!! "Hello, Reality Check!" I told her "No." Again, she
really didn't care. Her supplier would be back any second now. "ANY SECOND
NOW!!! I really, really had to go. She was Trouble (with a capital "T")."
I got her number. We kissed again. "WHY? WHY? WHY?" Then, feeling like
a complete and total moron, I was out the door.
I wanted the whole situation out of my mind. I wanted her out of my mind. I wanted her. I was out of my mind. I couldn't throw her number away, but I couldn't call her either. Finally, a few weeks later, I called her. Her number was disconnected. "Thank God!" I had all but forgotten about Chantay, when a few months later, sitting at a coffee shop, I saw her again. "Oh, the FATES can be so cruel." We sat. We talked. We exchanged numbers. I was infatuated, but remembering what a moron I was before, I kept myself in check: all business. Well, ok... I lie. It wasn't all business, I flirted, but not much. She flirted, more than before. She still had the abusive boyfriend. "Dang!" BUT, she wasn't doing adult films anymore, she wasn't drinking anymore, AND she was still interested in working with me. "Oh, thank you FATES!" Two weeks later we were shooting! Aside from me drooling all over myself, the shoot went well. We had a great time. We laughed! We Cried (actually we didn't cry but it sounds good after you say "We laughed"). Even through all the major flirting (from both of us) we got quite a bit done. We did six hot & sexy setups; including Lingerie, cute teen soccer player, Masturbation, voyeur, bubble bath and... we even made her into a sandwich - bead, lettuce, lunch meat, mayo, etc.. Yes, she deffo looked good enough to eat - Pun Intended! After the shoot Chantay and I stayed
in touch and became friends (with a small "f"). Every now and then she'd
come over and we'd talk, play cards and exchange back-rubs. Nope! Never
did have sex with her. I know, I know... I could have! But I really didn't
want to. We had a few deep conversations and the more we talked, the more
I realized that she had major problems and I certainly didn't want to add
to them, or become one of them. She told me that I was one of the nicest
guys she'd ever met, she felt comfortable talking with me, she trusted
me, and she respected the fact that I was the only guy in and out of "The
Biz" that never did anything to her (sexually), or even try to. That kinda
made me feel bad for all the "thoughts" I had, but "Hey," I'm only human.
At least I never followed through on those thoughts. Yes, I know... I came
close. BUT I didn't, and that's what counts. "Thank you morals."
Sadly though, she was still with her abusive boyfriend, she started drinking again and over the course of the next few months we talked less and less until finally her number was disconnected and I, once again, lost contact with her. BUT... months later she called; saying, she dumped her boyfriend, stopped drinking (again), was nine months pregnant (due any day), needed money and wanted to know if I wanted to photograph her again. "Yes, of course!" And I did! I called my partner, Big Lou, talked to him about it and the very next day we were shooting. Chantay showed up for the shoot,
late of course and she was still just as sweet and cute as ever. The only
difference was that she now had a very hairy pussy, milk-swollen tits and
a huge, "I'm-due-any-second", pregnant belly. Yikes!
The shoot went well, we had a good time, we laughed, and we flirted. But the flirting did seem a little weird to me. You know... flirting with a girl who is about to give birth. I dunno... something just wasn't right about it... seemed strange. In just a couple hours, even though she was very pregnant, we did six setups including: lingerie, masturbation, voyeur, karate student & cheerleader. Putting her in the cheerleader and karate outfits was kinda fun. No, we did not make her do any cheers; deffo treated her with "kid gloves" (no pun intended). The masturbation scene was kinda weird to photograph as well. I mean... she literally was going to give birth any moment now and here she was masturbating for the camera. Every time she spread wide, I could have sworn I saw the baby's head poking through. Meanwhile I started to think... "Hmmmm... if she goes into labor, then at least I can photograph the whole thing. Dang! Wouldn't that make a kewl adult fetish site." But, no, she didn't go into labor. We finished the shoot and she left. Two days later she called me to let me know she gave birth to a healthy baby girl. Over the course of the next few months, we were in and out of contact with each other. She had a boyfriend. Then she didn't have a boyfriend. She was drinking again. Then she wasn't. She got back with the baby's father. Then he dumped her again. She was doing porn again, Then she wasn't. We'd talk. Then we wouldn't. The cycle continued... A few more months went by before
I (again) heard from Chantay. She got back with the baby's father (again)
and was pregnant (again) and wanted to know if I wanted to shoot her (again).
I (again) called Big Lou and we set up another shoot for the following day. Chantay didn't make the shoot; she went into labor that morning and gave birth to another healthy baby girl. The cycle continued... Since then, Chantay has (again) dumped the babies' father, been in an out of relationships, stopped doing porn, stopped drinking and has been trying to get a job. Good for her on all accounts! We've talked on the phone a few times and keep meaning to get together for lunch or just an afternoon of talking like we used to... but with my schedule and her kids, we've found it nearly impossible. Let's see... it's now been... hmmm... dang!... Well over two years since I've talked with her... Anyway, if you want to see more of Pregnant Chantay, check out "Nude Pregnant Women," "Pregnant Chantay's Amateur Home Page," "Erotic Pregnant & Plumper Stories," "Pregnant Teens in Lingerie," and "Pregnant Voyeur." Or, if you want to see more of Non-Pregnant
Chantay, check out "Itty
Bitty Tittys," "Mega-Voyeur,"
"Teen
Shower Cam," "Cheerleaders
& Teens in Uniform," "Nude
Latina Teens," "Prep
School Sluts," "Real
Amateur Women & Teens," and "Victory
Girls - Nude Women of the World!," "Hidden
Shower Cams," "Porn
Jester's Latina Girls."
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