This happend some time back with my friend Emmy. She gave me permission to publish her experience. She still thinks back and wonders what ever became of him. Enjoy!
It was a cold January morning when Emmy checked her emails on her phone.
"I cant believe that I am agreeing to go through with this." She said to herself. She needed to make some quick cash and read an online post from a local artist that was desiring a model to pose nude. It struck her interest. He wasn't really looking for your typical type. He wanted a "plain Jane, plus size girl". She emailed him back and asked if the job posting had been answered. No, it was still available. She gave a brief description of herself to the artist.
She was a young twenty year old. She hated her look. Getting carded for cigarettes all the time was annoying.
She was 5'3, with a semi curvy figure. Semi tan skin was her true unique quality of her look. A lot of people thought she was Latina, but quite the opposite. She was from Canada and of indigenous/ european decent. This explained her lack or semi lack of excess body hair. Barely had to shave her legs, pits and kept her lovely mound with a nice trimmed look. She hated her figure, but learned to love it. Finishing high-school two years ago, she still had a very youthful look for twenty years old. Round face with lovely eyes that showed her indigenous roots. Sweet lips, and a smile that showed she was just loving life. 34 B cup breasts which were capped with beautiful brownish nipples. Her left breast being slightly semi bigger than her right. Her hips had a semi "muffin top" look which lead to her pubic reigion. Her pussy in a neatly trimmed tuft of black pubic hair. She got ready that morning.
The local artist said she can bring any lingerie she wanted to pose in and not to wear tight fitted clothes as not to leave marks on the skin. She wore a cream colored bra, that she thought was little big for her small breast size. Aqua colored Victoria Secrets bikini briefs. A tank top, and purple yoga pants and a dark hoodie. She took her backpack with her intimates and headed out the door. She still couldn't believe she was going to go through with this. She didn't know this man, and for all you know he could be a deranged psycho killer. She had to snap herself out of it. They agreed to meet a neutral location first. If she had one bad feeling, she was out of there. She drove up and waited for his car.
"OK, I can't believe that I am doing this." She thought. She desperately needed the money to pay a credit card bill that was going to be late. This gig would cover the rest of her debt.
Than his car pulled up. She was shocked when she saw him. He had to be closer to his age. He had a young look. Dark hair, brown eyes, and semi tan skin as her. He knocked on her window. Asked for her name to which she responded. At first seeing her he was a little put back at her youthful look. He actually asked to see her ID, to prove her age. She giggled and showed him. After he verified that she was who she said she was he told her to follow him in her car to the apartment which was only a mile and half from the pharmacy they met at. The apartment where he was staying was only a mile from there.
When they entered inside she was shocked to see that he was a normal family man. He explained that he and his wife were separated and waiting for their divorce to be final. He actually rented a room with a few friends on the other side of town. His soon to be ex told him he could stay there to do any work or for some peace and quiet. Outside of all that he was a really sweet gentleman. He told her to excuse the temperature, but the heat was out and needed repaired. His ex was out of town with their kid in a warmer environment.
The sofa was decorated with a sheet and pillows. Nice blankets and a few scarves. He hander her a nice blanket and said in between takes and poses she could cover herself with this green soft knit blanket. He would be taking photos and sketching her poses as well. So he pointed her to the bathroom where she could change into her lingerie.
As she got dressed in the bathroom she couldn't help but think of what she was about to do. She laid her clothes in a neat pile. She came out in a pink nighty with a matching house coat.
"You look amazing!" He said. She blushed. She thought to herself how could his wife leave him. He seemed so sweet and kind. Very cute look to him.
He reached out and took her clothes pile from her hands. The bra sort of half hanging there. He instructed her to lay on the couch in a semi laying pose. Her knee posed up. After a few shots, he had her take off the house coat and do some provocative poses. She smiled and laughed. She even did the traditional pose from "Titanic" and made the French girl comment. Than he touched her arm and helped her get in the pose he desired. His touch was warm and amazing. Soft, warm and strong.
She had been through her ups and downs with men. Her last relationship ended with harsh words of her looks and figure. Her last boyfriend even made a comment about wanting a bousum blonde than her tan dark haired self. It drove her almost to suicide. She was talked out of it, but hated her looks. Thinking to herself who would want me. During times of loneliness a warm touch would be so welcomed. Now, her body was being an object of adoration and beauty. Than he did something unexpected.
"Do you mind if I try something?"
"Sure, no problem."
Than he reached up and pushed her spaghetti strap of her night gown down her shoulder to give a fallen look.
"Oh my goodness", she thought. This is almost like undressing me. Underneath the night gown her bare breasts were close. Just a simple covering a silk fabric. She felt her nipples get a little stiff. It could be the cold temperatures outside and in the apartment. He took various shots. Than some from another angle. He asked if he was free to pose her with her knee propped up. This gave a clear view of her panties. Simple cotton cloth aqua colored. You could see her pierced belly button just a little more than an inch of the waistband. You could see the VS logo written on them. She caught his eyes gave a slight stare and slight smile.
"Holy shit, his touch feels amazing". She was getting slightly aroused. She hoped he didn't noticed a slight dampness being apparently noticeable. Emmy was clearly enjoying the touch and admiration. Thinking how it would be if his hand were touch longer and even closer.
He moved and took some photos. Than did a few quick sketches. Than he moved to her side and took a few photos that clearly showed her legs open and semi spread. Than came the next request.
"Are you ready to do the nude poses?" He said.
She said "sure". He handed her the green blanket and said she was free to change in the bathroom and come out covered. She thought to herself, "why bother? He is about to see me in my birthday suit."
"I will just undress right here if that's ok?"
To which he said it was no problem. She handed him the green blanket. She gently pulled her nighty off and found herself handing it to him without a second thought. He took and gently folded it and placed it on the chair he was sitting in.
She found herself taking trust and letting her guard down. There she was with her back to him. Just in her panties now with him just a few feet away. There was photo in a glass frame in front of her. She caught his reflection and swore that he was taking it all in and checking her out. With her thumbs hooked in her waistband she pushed her panties down her legs. Without thinking of her surroundings she did what she normally did when getting undressed for the shower. She gently kicked the wadded panties away, but they landed at his feet.
She thought to herself, "what the fuck! Did I just kick my panties to a guy I just met? What the hell are you thinking Emmy!!"
He took them in his hand and shook them out of the ball and gently folded them and placed them on top of the nighty on his chair.
Now here she was, totally naked with her back to him with her arms covering her breasts. Her nipples being erect.
She slowly turned around and said "ta-da" like a magician. She found it made him smile, but could see that he was blushing too. He took a photo as she laughed with her hands on her hips.
"I bet you see this all the time with girls you sketch and shoot". He smiled.
"Actually the first one I personally hired. I have sketched other girls in the class setting."
So, this was a first for both of them. They both laughed but she thought she saw a slight bulge in his pants.
He had her stand for the first few poses as he did a few quick sketches and shots. He took a few frontal shots. Than one of each side, right and left. Than had her turn around. The one part of her body she was totally down on herself about was her ass. It was what her friends called a "white girls ass". No bubble here, almost flat. Now, it was being captured to be admired. Than he had her lay on the couch. It was soft, and the sheets were warm and sensation soft on the skin. Than she noticed that her backpack was near his feet along with her clothes. Yet, she felt safe. The only thing to cover herself was the pillow she laid her head on. He took a photo of her laying casually in her pose. Than did a sketch. During the sketching she would smile and he would smile back. There was a slight admiration going on between them. Than came a sudden suprise. A hard knock on the door. They were awaken from their slight budding romance slowly happening. He tossed her a blanket to cover up with. Her heart was in the throat. Here she was totally naked, clothes far from within arms reach. When he tossed her the blanket he could see she was slight fearful. Than he did something that wasn't expected. He gently grabbed her hand and helped her up. Than proceeded to take the blanket that he tossed to her and wrapped it around herself. Placing his arm around her gently and told her to wait in the hall.
She couldn't help to feel loved and even somewhat desired. She also couldn't help that his hand when wrapping her up in the blanket grazed her right breast. She found herself getting more moist between her legs. She was enjoying.
He answered the door. It was just the apartment manager dropping off the air filters for the heating unit as they did every month. Since he used to live there they knew him. She tool a slight peek from around the corner. It was making her excited. She couldn't believe she was getting slightly aroused at the thought of being naked within sight of total strangers. After he was done talking he closed the door and told her it was safe to come out.
She came out wrapped in blanket, but excused herself to the bathroom. She didn't want to let him know that her juices were running down her legs. She had to clean up. Posing, along with his touches, and the almost getting caught nude by stranger was awakening new feelings inside of her. Emmy was slowly becoming an exhibitionist.
