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.
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