As I climb the steps to the first floor apartment, I tuck my hair behind my ears with nervousness and my steps falter. I guess anyone would be anxious if they were to pose nude for the first time.
I am 24 years old and have been modelling since the past year after finishing college. However, lately there has been a drought of modelling assignments. It was a fellow model Melissa who informed me of this opportunity to do nude modelling. The money offered is double the rate of a normal magazine photo shoot.
Thinking about the money renews my determination and I cross the corridor towards the second apartment on my right. After all, I have already modelled lingerie so how difficult could it be.
I ring the bell and a middle-aged man with a DSLR in his hand opens the door. "Come in, you must be Rose. I am George," he says brusquely. He is wearing a black T-shirt and faded blue jeans and seems to be in his early 50s.
The apartment has been converted into a studio. We are standing in what should be the drawing room. The L-shaped hall is littered with light stands, umbrella heads, reflectors, collapsible background stands, two tripods and other photo shoot equipment. But what catches my eye is a bed with satin sheets and a sofa.
"So, I think we should get started immediately. The room on the right is a changing room cum storage room. You can keep your clothes there. There is a dressing gown hanging behind the back."
I go to the changing room and nervously remove the sleeveless knee-length dress I am wearing. It is followed by my lace bra and panties. I find two kimono style dressing gowns hanging behind the door and wear the ink-blue one. Tying the sash loosely around my waist, I am conscious of my nudity. Taking a deep breath, I step out. George is fiddling with his camera when he spots me.
Pointing towards the bed, he says "Let's start. Remove the robe and sit on the bed." I quickly untie the sash and shove the robe down my arms. In a flash, I sit on the edge of the bed with my hands on my knees. My long brown hair is loose and covers my breasts. "This is the first time I am doing a nude shoot. So, can we take it a bit slow?"
George eyes my long, white limbs and says "Look, I have done dozens of such shoots. So, you don't need to worry. Now, this shoot is for an adult magazine. The pictures need to titillate and entice the male readers. Once you start posing, you will forget the fact that you are naked as a newborn baby."
"Now, to get over your fear let's do a Superman pose. Come on... stand up and push your hair behind your shoulders. Don't hide your tits... yes that's it... pull your shoulders behind... thrust your titties forward... you got to flaunt them if you got them... now place both your hands on your hips. I don't want you to cover your pussy! Yes, that's it... show me your cunt..."
I can feel myself blushing as I hear him carelessly use words like 'tits' and 'cunt'. But I do as he tells me and stand up staring ahead. I hear the camera's click and feel the adrenaline pumping in my body. Here, I am standing stark naked in front of a man I have just met when I should be running away from here. It is as if someone else has taken over my body.
"You have a nice pair of tits, honey! What are you? 40D?"
I gasp at his frank words and feeling conscious again I cover my breasts and pussy.
"How... how did you know my bra size?"
He chuckles and says, "Experience. I have seen them all."
"Now, come and sit on the sofa..."
When I am sitting down, he shocks me again when he says "Spread your legs apart..."
I slowly do as he says, but he immediately instructs me, "Remove your hand from your pussy... yes, yes honey that's it... show me your lovely pink pussy..."
As I slowly open my legs wider and hear his crude words, my pussy starts to throb and my nipples tingle. Thinking of this man looking at my pussy is making me aroused.
"... Lean back a little and thrust your tits out... mmm... Give me a seductive smile... great... great... open your legs wider ..."
Hearing his last words, I feel my pussy getting wet as I push my legs further apart and completely expose my pussy. I feel the cool air against my thighs and a desperate urge to rub my clit. My breasts feel heavy and nipples tight. Oh God am I getting aroused? The clicks and flashes of the camera barely register on my mind.
"Now cup one of your juicy tits in your hand and pinch your nipple. Yes... yes... Keep your legs open... lovely... now use your other hand to open your pussy lips wide..."
I feel the cool air against my pussy as I do as instructed. "Excellent... love that pink cunt... ". Thinking of him looking at my exposed pussy is getting my pussy wetter and I feel my nipples become tight.
"Now finger your pussy..."
I gasp and sit up.
"You want me to masturbate?"
"No. Just pretend that you're playing with your pussy. Come on go back to your last position... yes... cup your right tit... here ..." He takes my fingers and places them on my pussy to demonstrate while he explains.
"... place two of your fingers on your pussy lips like this... move them up and down as if you are playing with your clit... yes... superb... superb... "
Following his instructions, I can feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter.
Suddenly, the doorbell rings and I sit up in surprise. As George goes to open the door, I quickly put on the robe.
A tall, well built man with blonde hair and blue eyes enters the apartment. He is wearing a tank shirt and cargos. His chiselled biceps and chest immediately catch my eye. He greets George affectionately.
"Rose this is Mark. Mark you came at the right time. I have taken a few initial shots with her. Go and change quickly and we'll get started."
I am bewildered by this turn of events. As Mark disappears in the changing room, I exclaim, "Wait George, is he also part of the shoot?"
"Of course honey, a shoot for a porn magazine will feature a couple also... isn't it?" "But... but I thought... I'd be alone..." "Look, if you are not comfortable you can leave."
"No, no I will do the shoot."
My mind starts working furiously. I am supposed to pose with this model with both of us nude! Oh god, what I have got myself into? I should have thought this through. But I need the money and I cannot back out.
Just then Mark appears wearing only a towel. My eyes widen as I note his perfect six pack abs. Despite my apprehension, I cannot ignore the fact that he is a handsome man!
"OK both of you... drop your clothes." As his towel falls, my eyes widen further when I see his long, thick cock nestled in a thatch of blonde hair. Suddenly an image of his cock fucking my pussy flashes in my mind. I feel my nipples tighten. I quickly look away and quell the erotic thought. This is not the time to be having such thoughts.
He does not seem to have any inhibitions standing naked! I avoid his eyes and turn around to untie my robe. Quickly I cross my arms to hide my breasts and pussy and turn to face him.
"All right... now Mark stand behind Rose... yes... Rose drop your hands from your boobs... Mark cup her juicy tits in your hands..."
I stutter in surprise, "Wait, George, what ..."
"Look Rose if are you going to question my every instruction... "
"No.. no I'm fine. Please continue."
"Okay... Mark cup her titties... Rose raise your right hand and cup Mark's neck... Rose give me a seductive expression... come on you should look aroused not nervous..."
I am conscious of Mark's hands on my breasts and the warmth of his naked body behind me. Something is poking the top of my butt. I realise it is his cock! My body becomes rigid in his arm as my mind goes blank. What am I doing standing naked in the arms of this stranger? I can hear George shouting at me to give him a seductive expression but my mind cannot process anything. I don't think I can do this...
Suddenly, Mark whispers in my ear, "Relax, girl."
I whisper back, "I can't... I have never done this."
Mark steps back from me and addresses George, "Hey George, can we take a 5 minute break. I think I can help Rose with her anxiety."
"All right we'll take a break. But look I have to finish this shoot today... so you better be quick."
So saying, he walks to the door opposite the changing room, which I realise might be a bedroom.
When George leaves, I quickly sit down on the sofa. But Mark stops me.
"Wait Rose, come and stand here. We'll practise the pose that George wanted us to do."