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Gaye told me one of her friends was going to do some nude posing for her evening art class. As a member of the art department I was in theory allowed to have a look-in if I wished. Besides, Gaye let me know that her friend Sue might be available....

So I was feeling some excitement as the first Thursday evening arrived. Gaye introduced me to Sue. She is a very curly redhead. She was wrapped up in a long trench-coat: after all, it was a rainy day. So, I couldn't see what she was hiding underneath. We shook hands and she jested that male art teachers were so often on the short side. Who did she think she was? I questioned and resolved to get my own back, one day.

When Gaye's class had been in session for 15 minutes, I decided to walk in and embarrass her. There she was in a venus de Milo pose, with her back to me. I have to say she has very firm buttocks and long, shapely legs. I was thinking how fuckable her bum was when she turned her head and grinned at me to show she wasn't in the least bothered by my presence. So, 2-0 to Sue. I left the room.

I let Gaye know there had been some antipathy between us, at which she chuckled and said Sue could seem really snooty but underneath was burning hot and, Believe me, I know. I mused on this lady, as well-educated as me, as a Head of Year she outranked me, coming here to strip to the buff in front of Gaye and posing nude for teenage girl artists. Intriguing, to say the least. I began think about her alone with Gaye.

Today at 6pm there was a knock on my office door and a somewhat sheepish Sue came in, trench coat on, a few inches of sheer black -nyloned legs and rather high and strappy heeled shoes, for a lady in a school with a lot of boys.

“Sorry, Nigel. Could you ring for a cab for me. My car is being serviced and I just learned I can't get it back tonight.”

I recalled her firm buttocks and offered her a lift home, even though it was miles away, at Westerham. She quickly accepted, though she might have shown more appreciation. The car journey passed in quasi-silence except for a few barbs about art-teachers not being particularly imaginative.

When she indicated where her house was, I was just going to stop and let her get out. To my surprise, she said that as I had come all this way I should come in and at least have a cup of tea – or coffee. How extremely thoughful of her, the bitch. Well, I had nothing better to do so I accepted the offer, grudgingly, not even fantasising about how nude she was going to get.

It was pissing it down. We got in and I asked if I could take off my drenched raincoat and sat on her sofa. She went off to make some tea and came back with some biscuits. She sat in the armchair opposite and said, “I'll take off my raincoat too.” The biscuit almost me choke, as underneath she was starkers, except for the black sheer tights. She sat down with her legs crossed. Her round, creamy tits (36B cups?) were pointing straight at me. Her rose-buds were taut and erect.

“Come on, Nigel. You can' be embarrassed. You must have seen umpteen nude models, fully exposed and in close-up. Lots of them must have had better bodies than mine.”

“That may be the case. I have seen many nude models but they are always in class, not in private. And I have only seen the back of you, up to now. Even so, your arse is something else, such firm buttocks. In close-up they seem so firm, so shapely.”

She stood up, turned abruptly and approached me with her arse. Damn! She was looking behind, studying my face. She parted her legs, bent down to the floor and said “Nigel, you can touch the exhibit. We are not in a museum here!”

My hands cup the firm buttocks inside the black sheer nylon, then slowly run down her legs, appreciating every inch of her smooth, creamy complexion. Her legs were parting wider and her red pubes were coming into sight inside the nylon and I was getting bulgy down there.

“My other parts need attention too, Nigel.”

She turned round and those perfect tits were right in my face.

“Nigel, come onto my tits, they want fondling and licking.”

My hands were all over those firm, round tits, rubbing, squeezing, pinching those gorgeous nipples. I tried to swallow as big a mouthful her tit as possible. She was hot by now, moaning with pleasure and pain as her tits were being bitten and her nipples nibbled. She lowered her head and her tongue darted into my mouth. Deep and wet was her tongue. I began to breathe heavily round her neck, licking her ear-lobe and tonguing her down from her neck to those unforgettable tits, once again.
All this time she was straddling me and slowly rubbing her pussy against my now bursting bulge. She reached out behind her and said,
"I had better bet you get more comfy, Nigel,"
She undid my zip and yanked out my hard cock and started gently to stroke it, up and down the stem.
"Nigel, since you like my arse so much, why don't you take me from behind?"
She stood up and and turned around, skimmed her tights down to just above her knees. She rested her hands on the armchair opposite, arched her body and spread her legs wide, wide open, ready for penetration.
Her pussy was in full view, pink and wet in the middle of a flaming red bush.
"Not yet," I thought. I knelt down and pushed up the cunt hugging patch of her tights and sniffed it. It smelled divine! I started to lap her cunt. She was so surprised that she yelled in pleasure and her body shivered. My tongue just licked that soft pink cunt which was getting wetter all the time and she was moaning with lust. I kept on, until she tensed and came.
"Well, it is now or never." I took my steaming cock and slid it into that pink pussy. She came after just 2 strokes.
"Don't stop, keep going, I am hungry for more. Keep fucking me, Nigel."
I thought this was time for my revenge. I deliberately took my cock out.
"No, Nigel, please, please! I'll do anything, and you can do anything you want to me. Just keep fucking my hungry pussy."
"Anything?"
"Anything."
I rammed my cock back into her expectant cunt again and she moaned with pleasure and desire.
"Don't stop, keep going, I am hungry for more. Keep fucking me, Nigel."

I rammed my cock back into her expectant cunt again and she moaned with pleasure and desire.

This was by now the point of no return. I rammed her hard, in and out, only for her to cry out,
"Harder, Nigel! I want a rough fuck from you. Punish me with your prick!"
I could not believe it, but she came twice in succession. It was my turn to spunk into her.
"No, Nigel! I promised my boyfriend that I wouldn't fuck anyone whilst he is away. But he knows what a slut I am and asked me at least not to let anyone fuck me without a condom. I have already broken these 2 rules. Come out now and I will wank you off."

I just love the tight, firm arse and I started to spank her. I got v. excited looking at the red track as my hand bounced off the firm flesh, as she gave out her moan of pleasure and pain.
"That's it! Show this slut!"
"Go on, teach this tart a lesson!"
"You've been a bad girl," I growled, "so I'm afraid you need to be punished."
"Punish me!" she squealed, her thrusting getting more frenzied. I slapped her hard on the arse, my hand leaving a red outline on her white flesh.
"YES!" she shouted," Spank me! Punish your naughty girl!" I started citing the reasons I needed to discipline her. Each was punctuated by a hard slap on her arse. I alternated cheeks and was careful not to overdo it. She writhed and groaned with each slap, resting her face on the counter as I worked her over.

"This for cheating on your boyfriend and letting me fuck you like this!" SLAP!
"This is for leading me on and teasing me!" SLAP! "This"This is for being a dirty little slut!" SLAP! She squealed with each spank. My palm stung pleasurably as I punished her and her ass blossomed into a canvas of crimson handprints. "Fuck me, you dirty bastard!" she yelled as she pushed against me. My cock went deep into her with every thrust, her cunt muscles gripping me tightly. She had a hand between her legs now, fiddling her clit and stroking my shaft. Suddenly, she stiffened against me and let out a passionate yell."Oh shit, don't stop," she muttered." I want to make you cum. I want to make you shoot your load." "Take it, baby!" I was standing up now, driving into her pussy as she lifted her legs into the air and opened them. She clasped even tighter around my tool and I felt like I was going to burst with pleasure. "Yes, fuck me!" That did it! Unable to hold back any longer, I let loose a groan as I started cumming inside her. My cock felt like it was exploding with hot cum as I shot jet after jet of my seed into her writhing cunt. Eventually, once the waves of pleasure had subsided, I withdrew my cock. It was dripping with our combined fluids. A white stream of semen gushed from her pussy as she sat up on the counter. "God," she panted," that was awesome. For an older guy, you sure have a lot of stamina." "Thanks," I gasped, more than a bit out of breath.
So, she left my cock stranded in mid-air, turned round and started to lick my balls and prick. It was extremely erotic just to think she was licking her own juices on my cock. She started to wrapped her hand on my cock and slowly squeezing it as she slid up and down my rod. She was in control now and just before I shot she ----ed my cock on her tits and those creamy unforgettable tits were covered by my spunk. She used the other hand to rub the spunk onto her glistening tits.
"Nigel, your balls are still hard. You have not emptied every thing yet."
She pushed me down on the sofa and sat on my face and started to suck my cock. She positioned her pussy expertly over my mouth. I half-heartedly licked her as she was sucking my cock deeper and deeper into my mouth, with enthusiasm. She knew when I was going to come and encouraged me with her moan of expectancy. What joy it was when she swallowed it all. I rewarded her by fucking her with my tongue and she gave a last, long spasm as my tongue went deep inside that insatiable cunt, soft, wet and wide opened.
I've never had such a great fuck in my life. Thank you G. for bringing her to my class.

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What is webcam modeling? Webcam modeling is a very unique position within the adult entertainment industry to say the least. Unlike any other adult position, webcam models can work from the comfort and privacy of their own home, perform virtually over the internet, set their own schedule, and work without supervision. There is NO experience necessary to be a webcam model, no required STD testing, and no need for a co-star. The concept is simple: Open Chat Seductively dressed models log into a...

2 years ago
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The Hairstyling Model

This is a first-person account of an involuntary feminization, which is fiction The Hairstyling Model By I. R. Nixon It was shortly after five when we entered the meeting room at the Sandford Hotel. I could not believe my luck that Friday. Sharon, my hairstylist and superfox, offered me a hundred dollars and would pay my expenses for me to be one of her models at her "Perfect Looks" training seminars. Considering this meant a night in San Francisco at a posh hotel how could I...

3 years ago
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My Mother The Model

My Mother The Model She just lay there as I massaged her naked beasts, squeezing her woman flesh, and tugging on her hard nipples. I was sitting on her stomach at the time, her hands were holding onto my headboard, and she was giving out tiny screams of pleasure with each orgasm. Then she begged me to fuck her. That was where I always woke up… I had been having that same sexual dream every night for the past two weeks…ever since I walked in on my mother in her bathroom. Now my...

1 year ago
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Coaching a Teen Model

Introduction: Emma was excited to model the new dress her Daddy had bought for her. Soon a neighbor wanted to follow up and take pictures of her at his house. There she found a slightly older boy, who took over the action and everyone enjoyed themselves. She smiled and tilted her head just the way she knew her Daddy liked and said, So whats my present from you, Daddy? Henry pretended to let his face fall and said, Gee I hoped you would forget about your birthday this year and I wouldnt have...

1 year ago
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Maid to Model

It was unusual for me to be at my desk before 9am and even more unusual for the phone to start ringing. It was Julie from Marketing - she always was an early bird and far too enthusiastic in everything she did. "Morning Julie," I drawled, summoning up as much energy as I could. "Hi Simon! Hey, wondered if you fancied a day out today. You know that project you've been helping us with, the new insurance product launch, well we're doing the photo shoots over at a warehouse in East...

3 years ago
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The Restraint Model

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEPKatija rolled over in her bed, her arm flailing out in the general direction of the alarm clock. She overestimated the distance between her and it, however, sending the screaming appliance clattering to the floor. It continued to beep, with increasing volume and frequency. Cursing her inability to just roll over and go back to sleep, Kat grabbed the clock?s power cord and yanked it from the wall socket, enjoying a few seconds of blissful silence...

4 years ago
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My Beautiful Model

I have this problem and it's starting to get serious. My Mom is beautiful! I always knew she was beautiful but it wasn't until about age 15 I really started to notice her more and more. Before that she had just been Mom and all Moms are beautiful but about that age I began to notice that she was a truly beautiful female, not just Mom. It isn't just MY opinion either because YOU all think so also. You see, my Mom is a Model (capital 'M'!). I won't describe her other than to say she is...

3 years ago
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Becoming a Teenage Lingerie Model

Chapter 1 Melanie was cute; very cute, and she knew it. She wasn't conceited about her physical beauty and the nice figure she'd been given, but she loved showing off her body and her nice full rounded breasts whenever she had the opportunity. As she moved into her final year of high school, her career plans to establish herself as a lingerie model became more and more firmly developed in her mind. She wanted to be one of those sexy young women who pose in various kinds of lingerie and...

1 year ago
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The Life Model

I should warn you that this story contains no actual sex. It's very subtle, I think women may enjoy it more than you men. It's kind of about what goes on in my head,and it goes back to 1985 when I was s*******n and at college.I used to do art but it wasn't one of my main subjects. One day in my final yearthe art teacher called me into his office. He explained there was a life classthat day, and the model booked had been in a collision in her car and was notable to come. I asked why he was...

1 year ago
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Elle McBain Teenage Fashion Model

Elle McBain was a teenage model much in demand in the fashion world of New York City. She was first discovered at the age of sixteen and soon caught the eye of Manny Francisco King of the porn world in Manhattan.Elle began posing for clothing ads in the New York Times. But, was soon high on the list for the better Fashion Houses. Her work kept her so busy, she dropped out of high school. She promised herself and her mom she would make sure to obtain her GED.As she was leaving a photoshoot, she...

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Admirer to Modeler

Admirer to Modeler On the way home I wondered why I had agreed to all of this. Part I (the past) He had a fetish, definitely concerning them, items of lingerie that is. That's how it had started anyhow. He loved to go into stores at the mall and pretend he was buying them for his wife or girlfriend, to feel the soft fabrics, and imagine how they would feel hugging his skin tightly. The internet was fine, but he liked to touch what he would be buying, and wearing. He also tried...

2 years ago
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Becoming da Model

Hey guys, long time lurker, first time contributor. Here's a little story that I figure a few of you might like, nothing special. Feel free to leave a leave some constructive criticism. Thanks for reading! Becoming da Model By Dr. Beaubourg Issac was your average college kid. Some might say a distressingly average college kid. Issac was white, thin, and had blue eyes with brown hair. Not the kind of guy you'd recognize in a crowd. At 22, he was finishing up college. Nothing...

2 years ago
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Slaved My Instagram Influencer Model

Hi ISS readers, Simraan here, bringing you another real-life exciting story about how I seduced my Instagram model and work colleague, and how he became my slave for the modelling contract! As most of you know from , I am a very curvy woman who just reached my thirties. I mostly wear cropped short dresses so that my boobs are always popping out of my dress. My thigh are always waxed and glittery. That’s because it is my job. I get paid to endorse brands on social media and I am one of the...

1 year ago
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Masturbation to a playboy model

It is kind of a true story. I have a co worker of me, 65 years old now. He lives alone for years and he is the most conservative person I know. He doesn’t have a computer at his home and even a cell phone! 3 months ago we were on a business trip for few weeks. One evening after dinner we took few beers and went in my hotel room to watch a football game. We talked a lot and he said that he felt very lonely and he hadn’t done it (he meant fuck) for really long. I asked him about masturbation. He...

1 year ago
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Lonely Twenties A real model

At the age of twenty-five, Eva was feeling a unique kind of quarter-life crisis which needed outside help. Eva had moved to Los Angeles from the suburbs of Atlanta in order to pursue a career in modeling. While she was five-foot-ten, Eva had somewhat of a “soft” figure with a body that wasn’t necessarily overweight but more of what some consider “thick”. Eva had brown hair, somewhat pale skin, and looked exactly like pornstar Rucca Page.The stress of her modeling career not taking off had...

Taboo
4 years ago
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Jill The Beginning of her Career As a Nude Model

I have been a professional photographer for quite a while and while most of my work is for commercial projects, I have, upon special request, photographed special events, weddings, concerts and private portfolios. I enjoy making people feel good and the joy that comes when folks view the end product. A few weeks back a lady stopped me in the parking lot of a neighborhood grocery store that I had set up to photograph for an advertisement shot for the store. She asked me if I was a professional...

First Time
2 years ago
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My Career as a Nude Model

OK, “career” is a bit of an exaggeration, because I never earned any money from it, but when I was in my late teens I did do some modelling work on a strictly amateur basis. Let me explain.I met Cathy on our very first day of school. She was a pretty, funny, friendly girl and we became friends, like k**s do at that age. We weren’t special friends or anything, we were just mates; chums – whatever.When we moved up into secondary school she was beginning to develop from a gawky girl into being a...

3 years ago
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Lifeboat Introduction

This is not the story of how my mother, my sister, and I escaped that catastrophe, of how the starliner Pegasus II tried to escape the disaster into FTL only to be destroyed by debris, of our flight to and rendezvous at the lifeboats, of the 24-person lifeboat jettisoning with just the three of us aboard. There are at least a dozen such accounts from the 87 survivors from the Peg, and most, to be honest, are more compelling. This is not the story of the first tumultuous hours after the...

1 year ago
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My neice the model

It was a grey wet day in England and I was thinking what to do as a hobby. Then iI remembered that I had a half decent camera stored away somewhere, after a couple of hours going through boxes I found it. Off I went to take a few snaps which didn’t turn out too bad. I showed them to a friend of mine who does photography as a second income. He was quite impressed and said he has a model shoot coming up if I was interested he would ask if I could join him.A few weeks later I got a call from my...

3 years ago
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The Dutch model

It was May 2017. A friend of mine George, is a photographer, and he had a new job at a famous fashion magazine. It was the firts time he had such a big deal and was really nervous. Until then he was working at locan magazines and the models he had to deal with where girls that wanted to become famous, most of the selfish and arrogant and working with them was not that easy. So when he signed for that new job he thought that if it was so hard to deal woth these girls, having to deal with famous,...

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