My whole body tingled with excitement as I removed the robe in front of the
class. The eyes of twenty students, both male and female absorbed every inch of
my body. I searched out the ones that lusted for my body. That included most of
the men. A few of the guys were serious artists and they didn't see my body as
an object of their sexual desires. This was my third session for this class.
Those that came only to see a naked woman kept staring at my pubic mound hoping
to get a glimpse of my vaginal lips. But I knew how to model without exposing
the hot pink lips until later when I would give them an accidental view that
would rush their blood into their starved sexual organs. My well proportioned
and shaped breasts were another focal point where most eyes met. My nipples
always hardened when I modeled. They were also some that admired my long legs
and tight buttocks. My husband is very supportive of my job. Yes, I am married.
He does get a kick of knowing that men view my naked body. We have lost some
friends because of this. Those that remain do not make it a big deal but the
husbands do secretly wish that they could also feast on my body being willingly
exposed to make a living. No one has yet made such a bold move as enrolling in
these classes. I have also done private work. That was where life became
interesting. I have done things that I have not told my husband. The money was
good but most of all I enjoyed it. I remembered one rich kid about 17 years old
got my number and called me for a private modeling. I gave him my rates and the
deal was set. I went to his handsome home. His parents were out of town. I went
to his room and was surprised to find his two friends there. I usually do not do
private work for an audience but I let it slide this time. I'm sure they all
pitched in for this treat. The friends couldn't hold their excitement but the
kid was cool. They kept eyeing me but wouldn't hold eye contact. After receiving
the money I asked them where I could undress. It didn't surprise me that they
were no drawing paraphernalia. However I noticed the all too familiar Polaroid
camera. I was also not surprised that I should undress in their presence. The
kid seemed to have had sexual experiences but his friends were definitely
virgins who would masturbate several times a day over a beat up Playboy magazine
that they hid in their rooms. Even before starting, their erections were clearly
visible. I wore a dress that day. I turned my back to them and pulled down my
zipper. I'm sure their hearts were beating fast. The sight of my bar strap would
probably further strain their erections in their pants. I let the dress fall.
They could see my pink cotton panties and my white lace bra. I still wore my
pumps. When I turned around, their tongues were literally hanging out. I don't
know if they could hold their erections in their pants any longer but I unhooked
my bra. They probably couldn't believe they were seeing a live 27 years old
naked woman. Three pairs of eyes were glued to my mammaries. I let them sway
slightly. With my eyes glazing into their eyes I bent forward and removed the
last piece of clothing I wore. For their pleasure, I did a turn around. The kid
picked up the Polaroid camera. I told them that I wouldn't let them keep any
pictures with my face showing. They agreed. The kid had nerve. He said, "Spread
your legs wide open." I sat down on a chair with my legs together. He was ready
to shoot with the camera. Ever so slowly, I lifted my knees up and spread my
legs exposing my love hole to them. He clicked his first picture. I felt
generous that day. I got my hands down there and spread apart the vaginal lips
for them. He quickly got another picture in. "What do you want me to do?" I
asked them. The kid said to just walk around and act natural. So I stood up and
walked around the room looking at his posters and CD collection. I could be so
comfortable in the nude with people watching me that I put them at ease. We
started having a regular conversation and his friends also opened up with a few
sentences here and there. I found out who was the most desired girl in their
high school and what a jerk her boyfriend was. I found out their tastes in music
and sports. We discussed basketball. They asked me why I posed nude and whether
my husband minded. I said, "I enjoy it and make good money. My husband thinks
it's great that people appreciate my body. We have a pretty open relationship."
I put in a few extras and did a dance. They ogled my swaying and bouncing
breasts. I slightly brushed my ass to each of their faces. I also took their
hands and let them feel my pubic mound. I casually mentioned that I wouldn't
mind if they wanted to relieve themselves. After a momentary hesitation, three
throbbing erections popped out for air. Clenched fist were savagely stroking
their purple organs. I tried my best seductive moves as they each shot their
loads one after another. With a few minutes to spare, I gave each of them a
minute to feel me up. I stood in front of the first boy and his hands went for
my breasts. He squeezed them and caressed them, paying special attention to my
hardened nipples. He then felt my lips with his fingers getting them hot and
aroused. He got me to bend for him so that he could get a good view of my crack.
His fingers gently caressed my butt hole and I enjoyed the sensation. The next
boy concentrated more on my pussy. He had his finger in and out. After that he
just had me spread my legs apart to carefully absorb the sight of my love hole.
The experienced kid held me in a hug so that he could really feel me up. His
hands were everywhere. Before long their time was up. They weren't too happy as
I put on my clothes. The instructor put me in a pose. As I got comfortable, he
explained to the students what he wanted emphasized in today's lesson. I put on
my bored professional face. For twenty minutes I stayed still. I don't really
think much during these times. Today I didn't get to watch the students where I
could see how the men looked at me. My pose had me gaze at a side wall. Oh,
well. I once had a very rich South American student in one of the art classes I
posed for. As I was getting into my car after a session, he suddenly appeared in
front of me. He had a big smile. I thought to myself, "Oh, no! Not another guy
wanting to marry me." He surprised me. He came right out and asked me if I would
serve at his party topless. I asked him what it would entail. He said it would
take about 6 hours and there would be about 15 guys and girls. I told him how
much I would charge and he agreed without hesitation. I was waiting for him to
tell me as to when this party would take place and he seemed hesitant for a
while. Finally he blurted out, "There is something more that I would like you to
do and I would pay you for it." His accent was kind of neat. "Sure, what is it?"
I asked. "After the party, all the guys will pick a card. He who gets the
highest card will get to do whatever he wishes with you." He explained. I was
quiet. Thinking that I was taking offense at what he requested, he was
apologizing profusely. Smilingly I told him that I took no offense and I have
done such things before. I just was thinking of how much to charge. We finally
came to a figure and everything was set. I was ready to go home and he still
seemed to have something in his mind. It seemed that he and his friends arranged
these parties quite frequently and topping it off with a kind of a lottery as to
who would get the girl they hired for the evening. But he confessed that he was
very much attracted to me and couldn't bear the chance of not having me first
before one of his friends. He explained that this was against their rules. I
said that I would be happy to sleep with him before the party. We arranged the
fee and a date two days before the party. I told my husband that I had a meeting
to attend. I didn't wear anything spectacular so that he wouldn't be suspicious.
I changed my clothes at a gas station. I got a few whistles as I got out wearing
a real sexy black dress. I met Miguel at the restaurant and we sat real close.
He was feeling real good that all the men were staring at me and being jealous
of him. He had his hands up my dress most of the evening. He kept rubbing my
moist pussy through my panties. I left my car at the restaurant and we drove
back in his BMW. He put on some real mellow music and we kissed passionately. I
felt like I was in high school again. We reached his expensive apartment and
started making out on his couch. After necking out like teenagers, I told him to
start a bath. He filled the bath with warm relaxing water and promptly sat in
the bath his erection throbbing in the water. I switched off the light in the
bathroom and left the door open for some light. I undressed in the semi-darkness
and I could see that he was salivating with lust. I entered the bath and began
massaging his feet. I took control and bathed Miguel. I gently held his erection
as I soaped his balls. It was driving him crazy. I would then slip in my soapy
finger into his anus and he would go wild. I then let him have his way. His
mouth hungrily sucked on my nipples. His tongue was going everywhere, making me
real excited. We made love until one o'clock that night. I then had to get back
to my husband. Break time. I put on my robe and walked to see everyone's piece
of art. Some were very good but those that were bad were the ones that
interested me. I slyly looked to see if they had a boner. More often than not,
they did. I also liked the way they acted, ignoring my presence. I arrived at
Miguel's house twenty minutes before the party started. My duties were explained
to me and then he handed me the outfit for the night. It was a real sleazy
fishnet stocking that covered my front but fully exposed my ass. I brought my
black high-heels as he requested. As I put on the outfit, his eyes lit up. I
looked like a cheap whore in a crummy strip joint. The guests starting arriving
and everyone was appreciative of my body. Most congratulated Miguel on his good
choice. I was groped, touched and pinched all night. Everyone kissed my nipples
as I served them a drink or an appetizer, even the girls. It was real fun. The
men would suck hard and the girls would gently touch with their lips. As the
party reached its close, my time had come. The boys all entered Miguel's bedroom
leaving their girlfriends outside. I was given a stack of cards. Still in my
sleazy outfit, I offered the cards to each. They each picked a card. Finally the
moment of truth had come. Roberto had a Jack of Hearts which was the highest
card among them. He was one of the more aggressive guys. I knew I will be in for
a ride. I sat down on the bed and watched Roberto push out his friends. Most
made a modest attempt to stick around but finally the crowd left. Roberto was
immediately upon me before the lock even latched. The stockings were ripped
apart and he easily turned my totally nude body around to penetrate me doggy
style. He wasn't much for foreplay as he shoved his nine-incher into me. Luckily
I was wet enough to let it slide in. He began aggressively pumping me which I
liked. Soon I began moaning and moving to his rhythm. This was good
old-fashioned fucking. I could feel an orgasm coming and with his frenzied
motion we came together. He quickly removed this dick and we lay on the bed for
awhile exhausted. Cum was slowly oozing down my legs. Since we were done so
fast, I was waiting if he was going to ride me slow this time but I was
surprised that he motioned me to leave. My clothes were in the closet outside
the bedroom. I was looking to find something to cover my body but Roberto
insisted I leave the room and back into the party without a stitch on. Knowing
that I had no choice I got out the way I was. Although I have exposed my body to
all these people, I felt vulnerable going out this way. Much to my surprise,
only the guys were left. The girls had disappeared. Even worse, the were all
sitting with their pants down. I was searching for Miguel to figure out the
meaning of this. He was nowhere to be found. Soon enough the terms were laid
out. I wouldn't be allowed to leave until I sucked everyone off. I promptly got
on my knees and started the first guy. I wasn't going to give them the pleasure
to see me resisting. I knew I was outnumbered. It took me close to an hour but I
sucked all seven guys including Roberto. I had to swallow all their cum. After
the last of Roberto's cum passed my throat, they threw me my clothes. I tried my
best to dress in their presence with dignity amidst jeering and cheering. I
never saw Miguel again in my classes. Class was over and I dressed in the
changing area. I chatted with few of the students and was soon on my way to my
car knowing that the eyes of those who knew what I did were fixed on me. I got
home and did my errands. When my husband got home, we got ready for a night out
with our friends. The End.
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