I was in my final year at university and, like all students, was always strapped for cash. To make up my grant I did life modeling for art sessions at schools and art clubs. Much of it is standard work such as standing in a room of spotty teenagers whist wearing a thirties style outfit with silly hats and heavy coats. There was an art society based in a village hall just out of town where I did some nude modeling for a bunch, mostly old ladies, all pretty bland. One of younger ladies, Lucia, who is in her late twenties was a part time teacher at the art college in town and asked me if I would do a nude session next week for £50. I couldn't really afford to say no so agreed to be there at the specified time. I knew I may have to put up with a load of 18-year-old boys looking me over, but for £50 I felt I could cope. Besides, I have no problems with showing off my body. I have always been told that I am sexy looking with a firm 36C-24-34 figure and natural tan (my dad is half Italian). I arrived with good time to prepare myself and was shown to where I could get myself ready by Lucia. About twenty minutes later there was a knock on the door and Lucia said that they were ready. As I walked out into the room I was confronted by her art class, the majority of whom were girls to my relief. I dropped my robe and got into the pose they wanted.
After about an hour we had a break and the class started talking and generally relaxing. Lucia then brought me a cup of tea and we started chatting. After some small talk she asked if at the end of the session I was interested in her doing a small photo session for her, so that she could do some extra drawings at home. I didn't see any harm so I agreed; and besides, she offered me an extra £20. The rest of the session Flew by and it wasn't long before it was just Lucia and two of her students, Ian and Emma left. Lucia explained that they were her best students (she later mentioned that they were also a couple) and asked if I minded if they took a few pictures. I didn't mind, but the thought of Ian taking photos of me was beginning to turn me on.
The set was ready, a simple pale blue background and a low stool, and I sat down with my robe just hanging down while Lucia explained what I should do.
"Just let yourself go," she said, "just do as many poses as you can so that I can get a good selection from which to choose."
At first I was a little unsure of what to do as I didn't want to be too open but I didn't want to hide myself either. As the session went on I got into the feel of it and was soon enjoying myself. I kept noticing how Ian was trying to get a good view of my pussy without being too unsubtle, and although I was unsure at first I got more daring. At one point Lucia went to get some more film so I sat forward on the stool and opened my legs as wide as I could. I then noticed Emma wink at me and give me a telling smile which made my cunt juices begin to boil; I also noticed a bulge forming in Ian's jeans. Lucia returned so I repositioned myself to hide how wet my cunt was. She said that she was out of film and that if Ian was finished we could call it a day. Ian shrugged and began to pack away.
As I was getting dressed later Lucia came in to pay me and I noticed that she was looking at my rock hard nipples.
"Does it turn you on doing nude modeling?" she asked.
I told her that it was just the cold but I'm sure she saw my blushes. When I got home that night I had the best wank ever, my vibrator bringing me off several times, at one point I thought I was going to wake up my flat-mates with my screams of pleasure.
I thought that would be it, but a few days later I bumped into Emma in town. She thanked me for making Ian so horny, she had got a good seeing to that night. As we walked around the shops together we became very friendly and she asked me if I fancied doing another shoot, this time at her flat. She said that she could afford it as her father was rich and gave her more than enough money to survive.
"If it leads to a fuck as good as the last time you modeled for Ian it will be £50 well spent."
After my orgasms last time I wasn't going to turn this opportunity down and we agreed to get together that night. I went straight home and got myself ready, deciding it would be nice to give my pussy a fresh shave so that Ian and Emma would get a better view of my hole. I left a small tuft of short brown hair just above my slit but the rest was completely shaved, showing off my pussy lips to perfection. I put on my sexiest summer dress, high heels and nothing else; packed a small bag with some sexy underwear, a micro-bikini and my vibrator in case I got the chance to sneak a quick session.
I arrived slightly early and caught Emma in just her dressing gown. She didn't seem too worried and invited me in. She showed me the set she had made at the end of the lounge. The set was identical to the one I had used at the college, even the stall was the same, and there was also what looked like expensive camera equipment set up.
Emma told me that Ian was in the bathroom and that I could use it to change when he came out. Emma went off to get changed so I hung around waiting for Ian, sexy thoughts going through my head the whole time. After about five or ten minutes Ian wasn't out so I presumed he wasn't in the bathroom after all. I tried the door, which wasn't locked, and walked in to find Ian sitting on the edge of the bath, trousers around his ankles, wanking his seven inches over the picture of me with my legs open, it was a close-up, the cheeky bugger had put his zoom at maximum. When he saw me he went bright red, pulled his trousers up and ran out of the room. This turned me on even more and my pussy was dripping wet already.
I decided to put my orange micro-bikini on for the start of the shoot, as it doesn't cover much and is easy to remove. I came out of the bathroom to find them chatting about what they wanted and was invited to make my way onto the set.
"I thought it would be nice if we started with a few bikini shots," I said, and they both agreed but Ian refrained from looking me in the eye.
