On first being a nude model
 

Back in the eighties I modelled for several art classes and photographers. Some of these sessions went a bit further than I had anticipated and I had to keep a close eye on developments.
I was happy to pose nude, After all that was what was expected and when asked if I would open my legs for the artists or photographer I reluctantly did so.
I also posed with other models, both male and female often taking a firm hold on an over excited cock.
I vividly remember the first time that I spread my legs showing good view of my vagina. The art teacher talked about what the students were looking at and pointed to the various parts, even touching me occasionally to illustrate his point. Laying on your back with a stranger pulling your labia apart to open the view to your clitoris is a mighty strange experience and not without a certain degree of stimulation.
During the period when I was posing I had all sorts of experiences that included having my vagina licked by a female model, having it penetrated by a male one and a male one who wanted to lick my anus.
Have you any similar experiences. If so it would be nice to hear of them.

All I can say is:
WHAT a WOMAN!
Just check out the albums....
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Thank you Steve
 

You have no idea how much I appreciate your comments and any like them.
I got into modeling quite by accident when I was at a life class and the resident model failed to turn up. The teacher asked for a volunteer and several of the rest of the class put me forward as a candidate. I somewhat reluctantly agreed and went behind a screen and removed my clothes. It was quite a moment stepping out from behind the screen and to my amazement I got a round of applause, which actually made me slightly embarrassed.
That was, what I thought, the first and last time but the word went round and my husband said that I should continue to do some more because I had a good figure and he rather liked the idea of me posing nude. The class grew in seize and the teacher said that I had something to do with the increase, which made me more self conscious when I posed because I felt that some were coming just to have a look at my private parts, which I suppose was true and I should have bee flattered.
Since then I have done plenty of posing as can be seen on this site and we, my husband and I have made friends as a result. I hope that we will make more as a result of this blog.

Wow, those are some great shots and you look spectacular. You must have been one of the few who were completely shaved when some of those shots were taken.

Could you expand a bit more on what happened surrounding the other woman licking you...or the guy penetrating you? I think you hinted at some great stories already.

Posing for both artists and photographers
 

The first time that I posed nude for an art class with another model was quite tame. She was a French girl and had a nice figure that matched mine for seize etc. We undressed behind a screen and she sat on a chair playing with her nipples getting them to stand up. She even found some ice in the fridge and applied that to them. She then did her make up and combed her hair, including her pubes. Lastly she dusted some rouge between her breasts to emphasise the gap between them. I watched all this with interest and she did the same for me. The sensation of having my nipples played with was really exciting. They had always been sensitive and the treatment that she gave them was special and reached other parts of my anatomy with pleasing results.

We posed for the art class and it was a success because we felt pretty confident that we looked good and they responded.

On the second occasion we worked together it was a bit different because we were working for a photographer who wanted us to be quite daring in our approach to the shots. Once again we were quite naked but the French girl took control of things She went behind me and cupped my breasts in her hands and coiled a leg around my leg. We did many other poses, one of which involved her sucking on my nipples whilst she fingered my vagina Which I would never have imagined that I might allow but, in fact, enjoyed. She knew which buttons to press and she did not take long to bring me to an orgasm which the photographer recorded on film. She was very sweet and was gentle with me after my climax, kissing me gently on my forehead and stroking my thighs until I calmed down.

It was a great experience despite the fact that I had no inclination towards lesbian love but somehow this was a bit different and not at all dirty just joyous.

:)Our next session was interesting and maybe a bit more naughty.

Nice!
 

Holy crap!

Stories about posing nude for artists/photographers are my favorites! Yours are already hotter than hell! :D

Love the behind the scenes reporting and descriptions of getting ready to go, "on stage".

Do you still do professional modeling and, if so, still nude and avant garde or more conventional venues and poses these days?

Do you have a portfolio we can look up, a website or some other way to see more of you in informal as well as professional situations?

My pictures
 

There are several portfolios on this site. Try visiting them. I do not pose any more because I am a bit too old and Gravity has taken a bit of a tole .
I will be putting another piece in here very soon and this will be an account of my next photo session, this time with an unusual twist for its time.

You are never too old. Many on here appreciate all shapes and sizes. Having our kids has changed my wife's body but I find her just as sexy as I did when I married her... In some ways even more so. I would encourage you to embrace your matured beauty and try posing even if it is for your husband... Then, maybe, you will gain the confidence to share.

By the way your stories and pictures are great.

Flipped through and quite enjoyed your albums. Was it common for women to shave their pubes back then? Always thought that was a modern thing.

That is one of my favourite scenarios in the ENF-category!

This doesnt sound like a legitimate art class or teacher :eek:

At what age did you pose for the art class?
Did you pose before this for pictures ?

When you stood there did you think o god what am I doing, or was it a what the hell moment .
Did your nerves get to you standing there or was it a o well moment .

Did you look at the picture that had been done after the class had finished .

I remember a friend telling me she had posed for a art class when the model didn't turn up, but never looked at the pictures just run off and got dressed and left .

Art class
 

In answer to the question of how legitimate the art class was I am not at all sure because it took place in France and did seem very casual. I did ask myself what I was doing when I stood up in front of the class and yet if you have ever done this kind of thing you will find that you soon become the one who is confident and the potential artists are the shy ones. Or, at least, that was my experience, wherever I did any nude work I became the one in control. I suppose that might have something to do with the fact that I was the reason for them being there and my nudity was not a great problem to me because I was a practicing naturist and spent much of my time nude and was very used to being observed in my natural state. I have not quite told the truth about control because there was a girl with whom I posed often and she was always in control when we were together but normally I took control and decided what poses I was prepared to do.

I also allowed Marcel, the photographer, to direct his shoots, which I would think was pretty normal. He was never very demanding and some of the pictures in my portfolio were done by him. I did get to see the pictures but as they were his property I could not keep too many of them and none with other models where their faces were visible.

After our first session he asked if we would both be prepared to either trim or remove our pubes. I talked to my husband about this and he was all for total removal and so I went ahead and did just that. strangely enough it was more daunting stepping out with my genitals exposed than it had been when I first posed for the art students. The feeling is of vulnerability, especially back in 1979 when I first did it. I was aged nearly thirty and it was just about as bold a thing that I had done, especially when I exposed myself to the other more conventional campers who generally held on to all their hair. I did start a bit of a trend which is today, more the norm than the exception

When Marcel saw what I had done in the way of depletion he was very pleased saying that he wanted pictures with the girls as well as men showing their genitals. Our preparation for a session now included vagina preparation which was mostly teasing our labia into a swollen state and sometimes separating the two sides so as to pronounce the lips.

We posed together giving a good display of these features and at one stage rubbed our vagina together and I guess that was very sexy because we both became very wet before we had finished.

On our next sessions Marcel said he wanted us to do some pictures in the 69 position and I was a bit concerned if I would enjoy this but time:) would tell.

I think that I have answered most of your questions in my subsequent piece but to clarify, I was just short of thirty when I first posed for the art class. I had posed for my husband before this and , of course, being a naturist was quite used to being nude in front of others.

There was a moment when I wondered what I had got myself into but this came more when I had removed my pubes, because I was the only one at the time to have done this. I came to love the sensation of being exposed in that area and this did satisfy my enjoyment of being an exhibitionist.

I did look at the work afterwards but only on the first occasion, thereafter it was all much of a routine . I hope this answers some of your questions and I thank you for your interest.:)

Marcel
 

Marcel was pleased with the result of my depletion when we met for a magazine photo shoot This was one where I did not have another model and I had to pose in some woodland. I thought that he would want me to just flash from a coat or the like but no he wanted me to walk about nude and there were people about. This was not quite the same as being on the naturist site because was I not only naked but also showing a totally exposed set of genitalia.
I can tell you that it was both exciting and scary all at the same time.
I am going to show you before and after pictures and maybe you could indicate which, if either you prefer.

Thank you for your answers very interesting reading .

Lets hope this thread carry's on .
Many thanks
JP

Published
 

After my session with Marcel in the woodland, which was quite a success, he asked me if I was prepared to let the pictures be published in a top shelf magazine in France. My husband agreed and so it was that I found myself looking out from the pages of a quite tasteful magazine that contained quite a few nudes but to my amazement I had the centrefold.

In the meantime my husband asked if he might take some pictures in the same wood, whilst I had no pubes, a request to which I had little objection considering that my visit with Marcel had been fun and having taken the chance of being naked in a public wood once I could not see why one more time should be a problem. I attach a couple of his pictures here. Marcel's pictures had a copyright but our do not.

The next time that I posed for Marcel it was once more with a French female model, who had also removed her pubes and he wanted us to be quite adventurous insomuch as he wanted us to adopt the 69 position and pay oral attention to each other's vaginas. I had never done anything like that before but the French girl had and she lead the way by laying me on my back and opening my legs but instead of using her fingers to spread my labia she used her tongue. As she probed into me she found my clitoris and a whole new world of excitement opened. She was evidently experienced in girl girl love making and fairly soon she lifted her leg over my face and presented me with her vagina. As I have said I was completely new to this and whilst I knew the structure of a woman's genitals I had never studied them at such close quarters. She reached round behind herself and parted her labia and plonked herself down on my face.

There is more to hear about such encounters but I will save it for another occasion. Here, in the meantime, are some of the shots that I took with my husband.

One day with Marcel
 

I was to spend a whole day with Marcel and one of his other models who was experienced in erotic shoots and it proved to be both interesting and enlightening.

We did some fairly normal poses during the morning. These involved some embraces and handstands and rolling in the grass. We were using the garden of a friend as a studio and while this was private the friend came and went as he felt. I spent the day nude, which was not unusual for me but I forgot where my clothes were I was so relaxed. The other model was very sweet and was careful to make sure that I looked at my best all the time. Keeping ones nipples erect was important and being in the fresh air this was not too hard but she occasionally gave them a tweak or a gentle suck and this got me in the mood as well as having the desired effect upon their shape.

After a lunch taken in the garden Marcel produced a bed in the garden and asked that we worked on it. The other model knew what he meant and went to it with some enthusiasm, spreading my legs apart and teasing my labia apart whilst I lay back and enjoyed the sensation. She also worked on my nipples and soon had my juices running down between the cheeks of my bottom. She asked me to finger her vagina and she was also very wet but said that there was no need for a towel. So saying she bent down and set about licking up the liquid including that which had flowed onto my anus. I had little choice but to return the compliment and was quite surprised at how much I liked the taste

She had not finished, however, and proceed to take my labia between her teeth and gently pull each lip and this was the most wonderful of sensations. It was a memorable day and I came away both tired and in need of my husbands attentions.

Fantastic stories and photo's!
My new favourite thread.

Working outdoors
 

Thank you Tommy. I always liked to work outdoors as did Marcel. I did many sessions with him and some more with other models. It might sound like I am a rampant lesbian from what has gone before but nothing could be farther from the truth. I did what I did in the interest of art, as I saw it. Upon reflection it was not really just art but pure eroticism and designed to excite the viewer. Working with a sympathetic fellow female model was fun and I have to admit that I derived more than a little pleasure from my encounters.

I also enjoyed just doing ordinary unaccompanied shoots and spent many a happy hour posing for Marcel who I think did quite well out of selling the pictures. I was not too keen on doing any masturbation shots despite my fun and games with the other model. Very occasionally I might 'open up' for him but this was my treat to him and his lens. He did get one of me with my labia separated published but it was not a very good picture and I looked awful in it.

Getting caught nude in the French countryside was a real risk and it did happen from time to time but no one seemed to mind and I got used to just shrugging off such mishaps. I even found myself posing with some fishermen on one occasion and they were more than happy that they were included in some of my nude pictures. I kept my pussy clear of hair for some time and this proved to be popular with the magazine. Later I went to a trimmed look which still showed my genitals but looked a little less childish.

Here I am in 1981

Marcel's library
 

When I told Marcel that I intended letting my pubes grow back a bit, he was quite upset. He had made a bit of a hit with the magazine by producing pictures of girls with their genitals well displayed. I explained to him that my reason was that I had a problem with over attentive men on the beach, who, it would seem had no idea what was hidden by the hairy growth or if they did they liked to take a close look at a vagina without any hair and I was just about the only one around. I did promise that I would keep it well trimmed and the area directly around my labia etc. I would keep devoid of all hair, in turn he asked if, before I let things grow could he take a series of pictures showing my vagina in all its depleted glory. These to be followed by pictures as it regrew.

I agreed to this and we did a series of studio shots where he did well lit close up shots and other outdoor shots showing things from various angles. He also asked if I would be prepared to model with a male model, I agreed to all this although I was a bit concerned as to what he might ask me to do with the male model.

He must have a very large library of pictures of my vagina and despite his copyright he let me have some for my own collection and I will reproduce some of them for you.

Showing and doing
 

Marcel had promised that he would not offer any picture to the publisher that included my face if it involved me in any kind of sexual activity. I did not mind being shown nude or even with my legs apart but if I was involved in anything more explicate I wanted him to either blank my face or leave it out of the shot. I know this sounds a bit odd considering that I could opt out of posing for such pictures but I was quite enjoying myself and I could not see much harm could be done by anonymous pictures of me taking my pleasure. Marcel was as good as his word and because of this I probably went that extra mile for him.

Having my vagina played with gave me pleasure than having it penetrated. Like most women my most sensitive area laid at the point of entry and that is why another woman knew just where that point was. Most men would think that to just plunge in with a great big cock did the trick. This is, of course, not true and gentle licking or rubbing between my labia to the point of just touching my clitoris worked wonders. In fact my nipples were very receptive and I could orgasm whilst having them stimulated and often did as some of the other models would vouch for. None the less it is hard to beat the sensation of having may labia sucked and a tongue being slipped into me to seek my clitoris. Marcel was keen to record such activity and wanted to do so before my hair grew too long.

Here are some that I did before it started to grow again. This was not an end in itself because I was later to remove it and did several times, being photographed in my sixties with a bald vulva.

life
 

yet again interesting insight in to the life of a model,

You say you got a lot of looks on the beach when shaved , did you ever get some one recognize you from the magazine pictures and say any thing to you when out and about ,

Did you tell your friends what you did, or did they find out for them self's , did they say any thing ?

Or was it some thing you keep to yourself .

If you could turn the clock back would you do it all over the same ,

Reaction
 

My circle of friends in France knew that I was modelling and did not think much about it but as far as my English friends were concerned We kept it a bit of a secret, taking a chance that they would not see me in a' top shelf Magazine'. At that time as far as the UK was concerned France might as well have been on the moon, so it was like living another life. Remember too that this is the time of flower power and free love so another naked lady or two was not a great bit of news.

To me it was a bit of a thrill setting trend by baring all, quite literally, on the beach and for the camera. I found it really stimulating laying on the beach with all my genitals on show and knowing that each man that passed by was taking a good look and this did not only apply to the men. Some women stopped and asked about what it was like to be so bold and I was able to say that it was a wonderful feeling and they should try it. In time some did and, of course, today most women remove their pubes and we think nothing of it. most of my pictures in this reduced state were either taken in a studio or in the country or at home. A naturist beach was not the place to take a camera even in those free wheeling days. Strange really because people used to do some pretty naughty things on the beach and at night a walk along the water line would find lots of couples coupling. we even did this ourselves on more than one occasion and it was very convenient to wash off after making love,

So it was not top secret but neither did we boast about my modelling career.

Attached are some night-time activity pictures.

Proposals
 

When doing field work on location Marcel generally bought along an assistant to hold a reflector or help me with my pose etc. This was what I believed to be his girlfriend and she was very careful to make sure that I was happy and she would hover with a cape to cover me up. When it was hot she would be wearing very little herself and on more than one occasion he got her to strip off and join me in some sexy poses. But one day he turned up with a male assistant who performed the same duties but it was on this occasion that Marcel asked me if I would consider posing with him because the magazine wanted some erotic pictures that included men and women in close encounters.

After we had done the outdoor part of the shoot Marcel asked if I would mind going back to him house and doing some with his assistant. They were to be nudes but not more than that. I insisted that he should keep my face out of shots that were too graphic and he agreed. It was not at all difficult to cooperate in this venture because the assistant was nice and good looking and never pressed me to do other than that with which I was happy. It mostly involved him caressing my body and this was mostly confined to my buttocks and breasts. He did sometimes stray to my vagina but only slipping his fingers up and down between my labia and seeking out my clitoris. I was invited to hold his cock, which gave me a feeling of safety. After all if I had hold of it it could not be up to any mischief elsewhere.

When we broke up from that session Marcel hinted that he might like to have a adventurous session next time and would I give some thought to how I felt about this and would I consider having a cock nearer to my vagina but not entered into it. I wondered if the was to be the thin edge of the wedge and would I be asked to fuck with one of the male models and I knew that I would draw the line there. Having another mans sperm planted inside me was not in my grand plan.

You have got my attention.😁

If only.......
 

.....if only Harvey Wein****n knew it was easier in nude modeling, he cudda saved himself soooo much trouble. Many thanks for sharing your experiences and so honestly too. It really is so refreshing to hear real life experiences from a lady like yourself who was so daringly liberated and sexy to boot. I have no doubt that you right about those men were indeed trying to ogle your bare vagina, it is a work of natural art. I await your next post with tremendous anticipation and will certainly perv...sorry ...ahem ...peruse..yes that's the word...I shall peruse your albums

Home for the winter
 

I was due to return to the UK and Marcel wanted to do one more session with me and his assistant as my male model counterpart but it proved difficult to get us all together at the same time. In the end it turned out that it was just me and a piece of woodland and the occasional dog walker.

It was always exciting posing in the woods or more like scrubland where I could dodge behind the bushes if anyone came along. I have always enjoyed being naked in the outdoors and as a naturist I was used to spending all day naked, even doing my shopping and going to restaurants without the need for clothes. The lifestyle is so liberating in that any wealth or lack of it counted for nothing and I think that is what inspired many of the hippies to cast off their clothes and to a great extent their inhibitions.

Marcel' plan for me to pose with a male with an impressive cock in the shots were put on hold but I was to have the experience the following year and the temptations were great but I just about managed to remain faithful to my husband. If not totally without contact with that alien member I certainly did not allow it to discharge its sperm within me but I have to admit that on the odd occasion its owner lost a bit of control and this resulted in a bit of a mess but nothing that a wash could not sort out.

I will post some pictures from that session when I am on my pc

Last of the year
 

I returned home leaving Marcel with some film to process and present to his public during the winter. He had not got his shots of me with another models cock but I did arrange a little bonus in the shape of my husbands knocking at the entrance which was what he was after and because it was my husband I allowed it to enter well and truly in.

Here are some of the pictures that I left him with

The following year
 

When I returned to France the following year things had changed with Marcel, in that his assistant had left and he had a new one who was a girl and a very pretty one too.

I was also to get involved in a stage act, initially with another younger woman but which lead to me appearing nude in a night club. This is an experience that is unlike any other insomuch as being on stage nude with a whole room full of clothed people is fairly intimidating but also liberating in a way. I will explain this as I go along but would suggest that, as a woman, if you have never done anything like this do try maybe only once but it will give you such a thrill and make you very randy all at the same time.

I have written about these experiences at some length- too long to publish here but for any who would like to read these, I am prepared to e-mail some accounts if you would like them. They start with me helping a student who enters a striptease contest and I help by playing her maid on the stage, thus giving her both confidence and help getting out of her clothes with some elegance. What I did not know was that I was to be asked to carry o,n at later dates, with her career as a stripper.

Meanwhile Marcel was looking for models for me to model with. He wanted well endowed males and girls who were happy to pose with another girl and engage in sexual activities. His new assistant was happy enough and we got on well but he then needed another assistant if she posed and this was more expense that he could not really afford. I did consider the student that I was helping but she was young and going back to university in the UK anyway.

There were women at the naturist camp who would be would do it but I was not keen to mix my two lives up and complicate things. After all engaging in sexual activity with another, male or female was pretty personal and I was not keen to be involved in this kind of thing with people who mixed with us on a day to day basis. Marcel seemed confident that he would be able to get both modelling roles filled pretty soon so I relaxed into my new role as maid to a strip act and then as a strip act myself.

Where even and when ever I appeared the rules seemed to be no cameras and whilst my husband managed to get the occasional shot I was dependent on Marcel to mock up representations of my stage nudity but here I remain in my maid's uniform and I hope that it meets with your approval.

Limits
 

I was quite experienced as a nude model by now and I knew what my, self imposed, limits were. As far as any magazine was concerned there were also limits, even in those liberated days. Anything involving a cock and a vagina was ok but if one was engaged in the other this was not easy to get published and I was not that keen anyway. There was a seedy private market for all sorts of things but that was not my scene either.

Having done a few shoots where my vagina was just penetrated (point of entry) as we called them and having seen some published I was not that keen to do too many more and if I am honest I do not think that I really trusted myself not to allow the occasional rampant cock to penetrate further that was desirable. My husband did do a shoot with me and that is the only time that I really let things act out normally, for obvious reasons.

Marcel understood my view and the next shoot was to be in what was a safe place. On the beach where nudity was normal and rampant cocks were frowned upon, even if they were, from time to time in evidence. I loved posing on the beach and was never happier than when laying around naked in full view of anyone who passed bye.

Spreading
 

Opening ones legs is like welcoming the world into your inner self and spreading your labia apart is confessing that you are nothing but a real show off. I did this for Marcel and he published the results so I thought that I might show you.

Stage
 

I have not told you that my real passion in life was singing but not, as you might expect, popular music but music of a more classical nature. I often performed in England in oratorio as a top soprano or in a chorus. I also liked light opera such as that written by the German composers during the twenties and thirties.

One day I was posing for marcel and during a break I was singing and my voice was pretty strong at that time and as I was in the deserted garden I could let rip and really enjoy myself. On hearing this Marcel said that he had a friend who was a professor at an arts school in Bordeaux and he felt sure that he would be interested in my singing. He would send a portfolio of me to the professor and try to get me a voice test.

I did not think too much more about it but felt quite flattered that he thought me worth a test. One thing that I did not know was that the portfolio contained quite a few nude pictures, which he had thought might swing my case for a hearing and in the event it did. When I went he asked me to sing a piece from an opera by Richard Strauss which was vaguely familiar but it was until after I had sung it that ha asked what I thought about singing it on stage and explained that it was from Salome. I though it bit challenging but he seemed confident that I could manage it.

It was not until we had been in rehearsal for some time that the produced of the show mentioned that he wanted his Salome to do her dance for Heron to the intimate conclusion which is to remove all seven veils and finish up naked on the stage and this was me. This frightened me to death because I found the singing role challenging enough but to appear on a stage in an opera nude was particularly scary.

I was to be dressed in chiffon scarves that were tucked into the waist of another one tied around me. The seventh one was to be tied over my breasts. Then the men of the court were to, one by one, pull them off my body whilst I did an erotic dance ending up throwing myself at Herod's feet. Once this was done the lights would dim and my nudity would be history, except that I was booked for four performances.

Cameras were not generally allowed at performances but I was to do some shots whilst in rehearsal and here are some of them

Your stories and experiences are amazing. I wish I could have photographed you in those days.
Are you still modelling? Would you model for me now?

Posing
 

I do not model any more because I am over seventy and gravertry has taken its inevitable tole. I would be happy to send you some stuff about life in modeling if you send me an e-mail address.

You got some fantastic stories! Thanks for sharing :D

It was years ago, but my wife has modeled nude, but is not a nude model. Besides some stunning boudoir pics she had for me, she has posed for an artist who painted her as a reclining nude. It was sold for a 5 figure sum, I only got to see a photograph of it. She also had to take an advanced photography class for her MFA, part of it was a nude study, the students posed for each other.

Age has taken its toil, but she was never modest.

Good for her
 

Did she find it daunting or was she confident from the start. I know that I found it easier to pose for just one artist but this did not happen that often and the resulting picture never sold for anything like that kind of money, to the best of my knowledge.
By far the most intimidating scenario was on stage and especially when that stage had a runway out into the audience. There was no where to hide when you had audience on three sides.
It would be lovely if you had some of her pictures from the past.

"Did she find it daunting or was she confident from the start. "

My wife comes from an art background, so she has been around life drawing and nude models her whole life. I know she used to pose nude for her mother's life studies. My MIL law wanted oil portraits done of each of her children, when my wife posed for hers she saw nudes at the artist's studio and later posed for one as a present for me. She was in her 30's, I think that was the first time she posed nude for a man.

She is in the local art guild and when a local artist posted in the newsletter that he was looking for mature models my wife posed nude for him, I only ever saw photos of the paintings.

She says posing for a painter is very relaxing since you can do nothing but sit in a position, posing for photography is a lot more work. BTW, I didn't know about or see her mother's nude sketches of her and her sister until her mother died, we were cleaning out her studio and came across her old sketch books, I don't think artists ever throw out old sketch books.