Posing for Nudes with a Dirty Old Man – Part One

Posing for nudes while at university. 

When I was at university in London, I loved to party and go shopping for clothes. I always needed money, but working part-time student gigs as a barmaid, or flipping burgers definitely didn’t interest me. But I wanted to make money and I was also enjoying my newfound freedom and looking for sexual adventures. Posing for nudes was the perfect solution!

I was just into my second semester at uni when a friend told me about an old guy who paid students for nude photo sessions. The deal was that you could wear a mask if you were shy, but if you hid your face, you had to do more extreme things. She said that the photographer was a bit sleazy, but that he paid cash. And it wasn’t exactly a college sex tape!

A week later I nervously knocked on the studio door. It was a relief to see that it was a professional studio and not someone’s squalid bedsit. The photographer was a sleazy old pervert who smelled of drink, but that was a strange turn-on. I quickly stripped to my underwear behind a wooden screen and adjusted a lacy mask that hid most of my face.

Posing for nudes was a completely new experience for me and I had no idea what to expect. 

The photographer positioned me under the lights and took shots from every angle. Then he told me to take my bra off. I felt half humiliated and half aroused as I stood there with my breasts exposed. The photographer ordered me to pinch and pull my nipples to make them bigger.

My erect nipples stood out like bullets, but he wasn’t satisfied. He fished an ice cube out of his glass of scotch and told me to rub it over my nipples. The sudden cold sent a thrill through me, as the camera whirred and clicked. Then he ordered me to pull my panties to one side and show him my pussy. He knelt in front of me and took several close-ups.

By the time the old perve ordered me to pull my pussy lips wide open, I was already wet. I flashed and posed at his command, bending to touch my toes, and letting him photograph my arse. Posing for nudes was an unexpected workout. It was a relief to sit in the leather chair under an array of spotlights.

The pervy photographer positioned me with my legs spread over the arms of the chair. 

He told me to finger myself exactly the way that I’d do it if I was alone at home. Masturbating in front of a tipsy old man was humiliating, but also arousing.  I was starting to enjoy posing for nudes!  He refused to let me close my eyes and ordered me to look at the camera as I fingered myself.

As I pushed two slippery fingers in and out of my pussy, I felt my body respond. I began to moan softly and breathe more deeply. The photographer knelt over me taking close-up after close-up of my swollen pussy and pink, wet lips. As I finger fucked myself, my juices covered my fingers. The old pervert ordered me to lick my fingers, and then put them in my mouth and suck them.

He took several shots of my masked face as I sucked my fingers and stared at the massive camera lens. Then he said that he wanted to photograph my face as I had an orgasm. I had to finger myself again, harder and faster this time. As my body began to arch and I moaned out loud, I felt the photographer standing over me.

Every masked girl posing for nudes had to do one oral shot. Before I realised what he meant by that, he pushed his cock down towards my mouth. I instinctively opened my mouth and he thrust all the way in. I almost gagged as he pointed the camera down and took photo after photo. As I began to suck, he ordered me to finger myself faster! And then I came. Rather disappointingly he didn’t cum in my mouth – not that first time anyway…

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