[Exhibitionist] On first being a nude model

[Gnome72141]

Originally Posted by delt

When my wife modeled, she said modeling for a non-sexual purpose trying to not let them know you are turned on or Cumming, gave her some of her most intense orgasms she has ever had. Others were when she was exposed to anyone who was seeing her most intimate female parts for the first time ever.

After reading this the other day, I found a way to "randomly" bring up nude modeling to my wife's friend who modeled in college for art classes...

I took a chance and asked her about separating being turned on in a non-sexual situation, and she said she was very turned on all the time, even moreso because she wasn't "supposed" to be turned on. She said she could "feel" the stares in her pussy and her chest and stomach, and she would throb inside all the time. She said she would go back to her dorm and give herself the best orgasms of her life after most modelling sessions.

This was over 20 years ago and she said it was still the most erotic era of her life, and nothing has come close since. She said taking her breasts out to breastfeed and letting people stare was exciting, too, but nothing like modelling.

[Oralpleaser69]

My wife never modeled for an art class but she has been a body paint model. She used to answer ads on Craig's List for amateur body painters looking for models to practice on. She always said it was professional but she would go there and either get topless or strip to her panties and occasionally nude. The artist would then proceed to paint her. Afterwards she would then pose for the artist to take pictures of his work. She showed me pics from one gig of her smiling topless with her chest painted. I like that the painting wasn't some of the amazing painting you see nowadays as you could definitely see my wife's nipples very prominently. I definitely got excited staring at pics of my topless wife in her early 20's taken by some random guy.

[MISSMARY]

Wow, Very Sexy Thread.

[rsghbb]

I am.a spanish woman. Sorry for my english



My first time being a nude model was not in an art class, but in a massage one.

I have always been a very sporty girl. One day, when I was in my early thirties, I saw that a non professional massage short course (30 hours) was going to be held in my gym. It was oriented to sporty people like me, who wanted to learn some essential massage tecniques. It was perfect for me. My boyfriend said that he would come with me, despite it was 5 hours long, every saturday morning.

First saturday, we saw that we were no more than 7 or 8 students, and a female teacher. There was another girl, and the rest were men on their twenties and thirties

Just some minutes after she had started, the teacher asked a boy to remove his shirt and jeans, in order to explain us something. He has wearing swimming trunks underneath.

In that moment, I realized that we were all going to model, one after another.

Everybody was aware of that, and they had brought not revealing underwear (an speedo, the other girl) underneath their clothes. However, I was just wearing a summer dress with a little thong underneath, braless!!!!

After some 3 hours, all the rest of students had already modeled, I was the last one. I was petrified.

I could have said that I was sorry, that I didn't know that we were supposed to get undressed, and that I had no bra under my dress. It would had not been a big deal: another student would had done it for me.

However, I realized that I was completely aroused by the idea of exposing myself. I really wanted to do it. And plausible deniability was by my side: I was going to make real some kind of exhibitionistic fantasy, but I had an alibi.

When, eventually, the teacher asked me to volunteer, I said nothing: I just removed my dress before all the other students.

I remember the silence of that moment. No one said a word. I could only hear my heart, standing infront of them.

I was relishing the attention, but it was just a dream come true for my boyfriend. He is always looking to expose myself whenever he can. He is a candaulist, and I do love to please him

I was flaunting my tits, with my erect nipples. They couldn't believe their eyes. Some of them were staring without shame.

- Sorry, I didn't know that we were going to get undressed. I would had got a bra or a swimsuit...
- Someone can do it for you if you're not at ease
- No, I just hope no one complains

No one complained.

The teacher started to make me a massage, covering me in oil. My tits were in full display. After her, for the first time, all the other students (including my boyfriend) did the same

Then, they worked on my legs, and my cotton thong could barely cover my c*nt. I was so wet that my fluids were visible through the fabric. We spent almost an hour like that

After the class, I spent some 10 minutes still topless, talking with everyone and cleaning the oil from my skin. Then, I got dressed and, my boyfriend and I, we rushed to the bathroom and had sex ASAP. Twice.


The rest of the days, I wore conservative sports wear. No one saw me naked again. I had to look like a shy and naive woman again. They all though that I had not wanted to expose myself that day, they though that the had been so luky to enjoy the nudity of a shy and conservative girl.

[rsghbb]

I had a second time, in 2016, but as the thread is called "On FIRST being a nude model", I don't know if the story fits here

Anyway, it was my first time in a photography class, not in a massage one.

As well as on the massage story we just stumbled upon the situation and enjoyed it, on the photography academy one, we had been preparing the ground for that situation.

I do love exposing my body concealing how much it excites me, as a non sexual fact, and my boyfriend does love exposing me. We are always looking for this type of situations.

My first boyfriend was a very good photographer and videographer. He was always taking nude pics and films of me, as if I were a Hegré or Femjoy model: shaved, stark naked, fully taned... I used to pose for him at home, but also on secluded (or not so secludes) beaches. Sometimes there were people around on the clothing optional beaches of Ibiza, Menorca, Hendaye, Cádiz or nearby Barcelona were I used to pose. I used to be the only nude person, and it used to be someting weird, but very arousing for everyone, and specially for me.

Watching me posing for some few hours, opening my legs and (if there were no kids around) offering pornographic views of my intimacy, all that people (most times fully clothed) might think that we were a professional nude model with his photographer.

Thus, I have thousands of nude pics and videos taken by my exboyfriend (nude, but also while having sex with him, that goes without saying)

When I started my current relationship, my boyfriend had never taken a camera. However, watching all my nude pics and homemade porn was a spark for him.

I proposed him to go to an academy. We may do it together, as I wanted to hone my skills, too.

Some weeks later we were in class, in a 3 months course promoted by the public library of our city, with some 15 other students (80% boys, more or less) and a young and handsome male teacher.

The first day, we made a short presentation of ourselves: name, what did we do for a living and in witch type of photography we were more interested to.

I presented myself and said that my main interests were people portraits. My boyfriend said that he was also interested in portraits as his girlfriend (making it clear that this was me), but that his main interest was nude and erotic photography. He was the only one admiting to be devoted to erotic photography, but no one saw it odd, I reckon.

The teacher explained us that every week we were going to have some homework and that we were going to share our snapshots with him and the rest of students in a Flickr account. We were going to do a heads up every day, at the end of the class, commenting all the new pics.

I had been naive until that moment, but suddenly I became very aware that I could expose my intimacy to all that people, and that I was eager to do it. Plausible deniability was again by my side: it would be someting artistic, a non sexual activity.

That night, while fucking with my boyfriend, we stroke the deal. I wanted him to expose me to that people, without showing my face, as if they didn't knew who was the model.

We made it very subtle at first. On the first 2 or 3 classes, he presented some black and white pics without showing neither my pussy nor any nipple. I was portrayed nude, but nothing really controversial was on display. My face was hidden, too, but everyone did know that I was his girlfriend and the little tatoo on my arm was bearing witness of the identity of the model beyond any doubt.

On the next classes, my ass and even a subtle nipple slowly made their way for the first times. My boyfriend used to explain the pics in a nonchalant manner, and then the teacher would make some comments and corrections. The rest of students would make some questions, too.

On the fourth or fifth class, the clock had struck. It was high time to show my titties properly. I had made it clear to my boyfriend what I wanted: "Darling, today I want you to go a step further: you are going to portrait my breast in the forefront, without any shame".

When the first explicit picture appeared, no one said a word. It was jawdropping. The view of my firm breast and my erect nipples was very erotic, taht goes without saying; however, the fact that everyone knew that it was me but no one would dare to mention it, that was one of the most exciting situations that I have overcome in my hole life. I was about to explode.

When several other pictures appeared after that one, I felt all dizzy, like my legs were beginning to give way beneath me.

The hardest part was still to come though, since inmediately after him I would have to present my own work, getting a grip on myself, downplaying what we had just seen and the fact that everyone knew that that nude breast was mine.

I don't have the faintest idea i I got round to conceal how excited I was that first day, but I could barely talk while explaing my own work.

After the class, we had to rush up to the ladies bathroom upstairs to have sex. My first orgasm came within no more than 5 seconds of stimulation.

After several class showing my tits had gone by, I felt like going a step further.

When the first clear view of my pussy came out of the blue, neither the students nor the teacher could believe their very eyes.

My boyfriend is very laid-back about nudity: "I hope no one complains if I share more explicit pictures, don't you?". No one dared to say a worth. Everyone was playing it cool, but you could feel the excitement in the air. Some were staring at the picture, but some others were staring at me. I could feel the heat of their eyes on my skin.

The teacher downplayed it to. There were a few technical questions.

When they had finished comenting my pussy on that huge screen, suddenly it was my turn again. They were all looking me, now clothed. I just got round to answering a few questions, and rushed up to the toilet again as soon as I was done. My hands did the rest.

There were still 5 or 6 more classes before the end of the course, and my pictures were more and more explicit.

I was relishing that situation as much as I could, but everyone would think that I was reluctant, that I was doing it for my boyfriend, for art's sake, and that I was feeling safe because my face was not on display

For me it was a dream come true. I remember those weeks as a sexually frenetic period, having sex as many times a day as my boyfriend could, and masturbating several more.

We used to look at the pictures that were shared in Flickr with the rest of the students. I was very aware that the rest of students had access to that album, too, and could masturbate looking at my intimacy. I couldn't bear that though; that idea was like an orgasm trigger for me.




By the way, the teacher was specially interested on my boyfriend's work. They started talking almost everyday. Very soon, my boyfriend was sharing with him pictures with my face, and even the old pictures taken by my exboyfriend. They used to talk just a about technical issues, but they were sharing all those pics.



When he eventually told it to me, I couln't believe my luck:
- We are going on saturday to Hendaya's beach to take nude pictures of you
- Ok
- The teacher is coming
- WTF?
- That's what you wanted, didn't you?
- Oh, my god...
- He wants to bring 3 other students with us, if you don't mind
- Yes, please

5 photographers for me. Springtime. Some onlookers on the background.

I got round to playing my shy, reluctant, naive role, but those 5 hours naked on that beach with 5 cameras exploring my inner intimacy made maybe some of the best days of my life.

[eviltwin]

Excellent stories, wouldn’t mind hearing about any third, fourth, fifth etc. experiences!

[rsghbb]

Originally Posted by rsghbb

I had a second time, in 2016, but as the thread is called "On FIRST being a nude model", I don't know if the story fits here

Anyway, it was my first time in a photography class, not in a massage one.

As well as on the massage story we just stumbled upon the situation and enjoyed it, on the photography academy one, we had been preparing the ground for that situation.

I do love exposing my body concealing how much it excites me, as a non sexual fact, and my boyfriend does love exposing me. We are always looking for this type of situations.

My first boyfriend was a very good photographer and videographer. He was always taking nude pics and films of me, as if I were a Hegré or Femjoy model: shaved, stark naked, fully taned... I used to pose for him at home, but also on secluded (or not so secludes) beaches. Sometimes there were people around on the clothing optional beaches of Ibiza, Menorca, Hendaye, Cádiz or nearby Barcelona were I used to pose. I used to be the only nude person, and it used to be someting weird, but very arousing for everyone, and specially for me.

Watching me posing for some few hours, opening my legs and (if there were no kids around) offering pornographic views of my intimacy, all that people (most times fully clothed) might think that we were a professional nude model with his photographer.

Thus, I have thousands of nude pics and videos taken by my exboyfriend (nude, but also while having sex with him, that goes without saying)

When I started my current relationship, my boyfriend had never taken a camera. However, watching all my nude pics and homemade porn was a spark for him.

I proposed him to go to an academy. We may do it together, as I wanted to hone my skills, too.

Some weeks later we were in class, in a 3 months course promoted by the public library of our city, with some 15 other students (80% boys, more or less) and a young and handsome male teacher.

The first day, we made a short presentation of ourselves: name, what did we do for a living and in witch type of photography we were more interested to.

I presented myself and said that my main interests were people portraits. My boyfriend said that he was also interested in portraits as his girlfriend (making it clear that this was me), but that his main interest was nude and erotic photography. He was the only one admiting to be devoted to erotic photography, but no one saw it odd, I reckon.

The teacher explained us that every week we were going to have some homework and that we were going to share our snapshots with him and the rest of students in a Flickr account. We were going to do a heads up every day, at the end of the class, commenting all the new pics.

I had been naive until that moment, but suddenly I became very aware that I could expose my intimacy to all that people, and that I was eager to do it. Plausible deniability was again by my side: it would be someting artistic, a non sexual activity.

That night, while fucking with my boyfriend, we stroke the deal. I wanted him to expose me to that people, without showing my face, as if they didn't knew who was the model.

We made it very subtle at first. On the first 2 or 3 classes, he presented some black and white pics without showing neither my pussy nor any nipple. I was portrayed nude, but nothing really controversial was on display. My face was hidden, too, but everyone did know that I was his girlfriend and the little tatoo on my arm was bearing witness of the identity of the model beyond any doubt.

On the next classes, my ass and even a subtle nipple slowly made their way for the first times. My boyfriend used to explain the pics in a nonchalant manner, and then the teacher would make some comments and corrections. The rest of students would make some questions, too.

On the fourth or fifth class, the clock had struck. It was high time to show my titties properly. I had made it clear to my boyfriend what I wanted: "Darling, today I want you to go a step further: you are going to portrait my breast in the forefront, without any shame".

When the first explicit picture appeared, no one said a word. It was jawdropping. The view of my firm breast and my erect nipples was very erotic, taht goes without saying; however, the fact that everyone knew that it was me but no one would dare to mention it, that was one of the most exciting situations that I have overcome in my hole life. I was about to explode.

When several other pictures appeared after that one, I felt all dizzy, like my legs were beginning to give way beneath me.

The hardest part was still to come though, since inmediately after him I would have to present my own work, getting a grip on myself, downplaying what we had just seen and the fact that everyone knew that that nude breast was mine.

I don't have the faintest idea i I got round to conceal how excited I was that first day, but I could barely talk while explaing my own work.

After the class, we had to rush up to the ladies bathroom upstairs to have sex. My first orgasm came within no more than 5 seconds of stimulation.

After several class showing my tits had gone by, I felt like going a step further.

When the first clear view of my pussy came out of the blue, neither the students nor the teacher could believe their very eyes.

My boyfriend is very laid-back about nudity: "I hope no one complains if I share more explicit pictures, don't you?". No one dared to say a worth. Everyone was playing it cool, but you could feel the excitement in the air. Some were staring at the picture, but some others were staring at me. I could feel the heat of their eyes on my skin.

The teacher downplayed it to. There were a few technical questions.

When they had finished comenting my pussy on that huge screen, suddenly it was my turn again. They were all looking me, now clothed. I just got round to answering a few questions, and rushed up to the toilet again as soon as I was done. My hands did the rest.

There were still 5 or 6 more classes before the end of the course, and my pictures were more and more explicit.

I was relishing that situation as much as I could, but everyone would think that I was reluctant, that I was doing it for my boyfriend, for art's sake, and that I was feeling safe because my face was not on display

For me it was a dream come true. I remember those weeks as a sexually frenetic period, having sex as many times a day as my boyfriend could, and masturbating several more.

We used to look at the pictures that were shared in Flickr with the rest of the students. I was very aware that the rest of students had access to that album, too, and could masturbate looking at my intimacy. I couldn't bear that though; that idea was like an orgasm trigger for me.




By the way, the teacher was specially interested on my boyfriend's work. They started talking almost everyday. Very soon, my boyfriend was sharing with him pictures with my face, and even the old pictures taken by my exboyfriend. They used to talk just a about technical issues, but they were sharing all those pics.



When he eventually told it to me, I couln't believe my luck:
- We are going on saturday to Hendaya's beach to take nude pictures of you
- Ok
- The teacher is coming
- WTF?
- That's what you wanted, didn't you?
- Oh, my god...
- He wants to bring 3 other students with us, if you don't mind
- Yes, please

5 photographers for me. Springtime. Some onlookers on the background.

I got round to playing my shy, reluctant, naive role, but those 5 hours naked on that beach with 5 cameras exploring my inner intimacy made maybe some of the best days of my life.

I have not mentioned that we made an exhibition at the end of the course. Actually, it was me who proposed the idea to the teacher. There were more than 100 people, since it had been announced on the local newspaper.

At the opening of the exhibition, I received lots of compliments, but they were not talking about my own photos: they were talking about my boyfriend's ones!

My face wasn't portrayed on the snapshots, but everyone there was knowing that those titties and that pussy were mine.

If I had been stark naked among all that people, I would had not felt more exposed.

The pictures were exposed for almost a full month. I have known that several of my work colleagues and some other friends have gone to see them.

When someone made me any comment about my nude pics, I was always feeling an orgasm soaring between my legs, like a rocket.

It was about as tricky as it gets to conceal that joy as it was reluctancy:

"Well, you know, I just help my boyfriend. I'm through posing for him, but he is very, very stubborn and single-minded with that. I don't fell at ease being exposed to all that people, but he is my boyfriend, I love him, and I just try to please him. You know"

[jimmybob69]

Originally Posted by rsghbb

I have not mentioned that we made an exhibition at the end of the course. Actually, it was me who proposed the idea to the teacher. There were more than 100 people, since it had been announced on the local newspaper.

At the opening of the exhibition, I received lots of compliments, but they were not talking about my own photos: they were talking about my boyfriend's ones!

My face wasn't portrayed on the snapshots, but everyone there was knowing that those titties and that pussy were mine.

If I had been stark naked among all that people, I would had not felt more exposed.

The pictures were exposed for almost a full month. I have known that several of my work colleagues and some other friends have gone to see them.

When someone made me any comment about my nude pics, I was always feeling an orgasm soaring between my legs, like a rocket.

It was about as tricky as it gets to conceal that joy as it was reluctancy:

"Well, you know, I just help my boyfriend. I'm through posing for him, but he is very, very stubborn and single-minded with that. I don't fell at ease being exposed to all that people, but he is my boyfriend, I love him, and I just try to please him. You know"

Just curious
Since many of the pictures don't show your face,
and the more people that see them, the stronger your orgasm,
why not post a few here for us to see.
Your pictures will be seen by perhaps thousands !!!!!
Just a thought

[Menorca]

Unfortunately, the inbox is full, so I have to reply here:

What a wonderfully beautiful, erotic, horny story of Plumbus as a model - and the story and the pictures have made both my wife Bea and me masturbate and have sex as foreplay several times.

I would love to see this great woman masturbate herself to orgasm and see her face....

Will have a look at the other posts now. Please many more stories and photos of this great woman!

Thx a lot from Bea & Udp alias Menorca