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By (user no longer on site) OP 21 weeks ago
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Modelling for Pocket Money
As a young 19 year old Police Officer back in the early 80’s, I was living an easy life. I was only just getting into serious photography, but despite having no other outgoings needed some extra cash to buy a new camera that I had my eye on.
I started to work part time at a local artists studio as a life model. Bearing in mind that this was back in the days when I had a six pack stomach and things hadn’t relaxed as much as they do now. I considered myself to have quite a good body, and didn’t mind showing it off.
On the nights when a live model was present the classes would fill with students who had never been before, or those who only attended to get an eyeful. As you can imagine, female model meant lots of male artists, male model lots of female.
This was the third week I had modelled on a Thursday, and as usual I’d strip off behind a curtain, down to my pants and wrap a sheet round me before the class teacher would pose me.
Val was in her 40’s, a short woman of about 5 feet tall, medium build with an immense bulging cleavage and an amazing backside that always jiggled in the loose dresses she’d wear. I would come out, and she would pose me how she wanted for the night and I’d stand there as still as possible for 15 minutes stints before having a break. The entire night would last about an hour and a half.
This night there were a couple of newer artists in the room, and when I emerged from the curtain there are a few wolf whistles, before Val calmed things down and we got to the posing. As I was being moved and posed by Val, she brushed my crotch and I felt a little tingle down there. Just an accident I thought, because she hadn’t batted an eyelid and just carried on moving my arms around behind my back. Then her hand came back to the front and her finger traced the outline of my cock in the tight underwear. She looked right at me as she did this, her body hiding what she was doing from the rest of the class. She winked and then walked off.
She left me standing there, with a raging hard on pushing the front of my pants up and out, and there was a few verbal exclamations from the ladies in the room, with one calling out that my pants should come off for a proper “drawing”.
Val walked up to me, and again hiding me from the class to shouts of dismay, asked me if I minded while her fingers and nails moved along the fabric covering me up. I felt my cock twitch and nodded, to which Val put her fingers in the waist band and after her forefinger stroked the head, she pulled them to the floor, and I lifted my feet so they could be moved away.
I don’t have the biggest cock length wise, but I’m quite happy with the girth, and I did enjoy seeing the admiring glances from a few faces in the room. Val clapped her hands and raised her voice to the room, telling them that they got what they asked for so it was now time to sketch.
I stood there for the next 15 minutes, but as the time went on I started to droop a little. I noticed one of the more mature artists (mature to me at that age, was anyone over 30) sat in the front row, lift the hem of her skirt and wink at me, and on looking closer could see the full black hairy bush of her pussy. She opened her legs wide and her pussy lips opened up slightly to reveal the pink inside. The droop got hard again.
15 minutes up and it was time for a break. Val walked over with a towel and wrapped it round me, tucking it in at the waist and making sure she had a feel of my balls as she did so. I walked round the room with a cup of coffee, looking at the pictures being drawn by the ladies. There were some full body pencil sketches, a few just sketched a single body part, my dick, and others had drawn other body parts too, but each one showed my cock fully erect. Some of the ladies had even taken it upon themselves to draw semen seeping from the eye, and running down the shaft.
Walking round I was also being groped periodically by different ladies. Some were quite blatant, just shoving their hand up the towel and grabbing what ever they could. Some would stroke me through the towel, and two just backed up and ground their bums against my cock. Even during the break I didn’t lose the hardon, and when it came time to pose again all I really wanted to do was grab it and wank until I came. But I’d have to wait.
Four more 15 minute posing periods, with 5 minute breaks in between, and the lesson came to a close. Each period was the same, me with a hard cock stood there showing off in front of a group of about 10 women, and then a break where they’d all have a grope or grind. By then end, my cock felt painful and ready to burst with precum dripping from the end. Val brought the lesson to a close, to groans of disappointment from the ladies, and she brought the towel to cover me up.
I stood there having a final cuppa, while the ladies said goodbye and that they’d be back next week, some of them having a final grope and tongue in cheek wishes that they could take me home “but hubby wouldn’t like it”.
I’d enjoyed this session and couldn’t wait for the next, but all I wanted right now was to wank and cum. I went to the curtained off area to change and heard Val say good bye to the last of the students. Then heard her footsteps walk to the changing area and she walked round just as I removed the towel.
I was still quite hard, and Val without a word pushed me down into the chair that was there, knelt down in front of me and took hold of my cock in her hand. She massaged the shaft in such a relaxed way, with a gorgeous smile on her face. She unbuttoned her top to show more of her cleavage and I could see the brown of a nipple just peeking from her bra. I reached out to touch her, but she slapped my hand away, and just carried on wanking my cock. Seems I could look but not touch.
It didn’t take long, and after a big groan I began to jerk and twitch. Now normally when I cum, it just runs out and down the shaft. But this night I’d been on the verge so many times, and then brought away, that when I came it spurted out towards Val. The first spurt hither chin and neck, the second went over her cleavage and the third out and down her wrist.
Val smiled, grabbed the towel and cleaned herself with it, then me. Gave me a peck on the cheek and said “same time next week?” I just nodded, breathing hard and after getting dressed, left saying goodbye to Val.
I spent the next 6 months posing for Val’s classes, I could have stopped after a month as I’d had enough money for the camera, but every week ended the same, wether I’d been posing completely naked or not. Val would join me behind the curtain changing area, push me into the chair and masturbate me until I came, so I carried on posing. The classes only finished because Val moved on to pastures new. The final class ended with me taking her to dinner to say a big thank you, and when I got home I found a pair of knickers, I’m assuming they were Val’s in my jacket pocket. |
