Chapter 8 POSING ALMOST NAKED FOR MY ART CLASS When I was at school I was always very keen on drawing and painting. Recently I had decided to re-kindle my interest and so I enrolled at an art evening class at my local college. The pressure at work was becoming a problem but I found that I could lose my self completely when attending the art classes and soo...
Alicia choked back tears as she watched them, two heads bent over the book. One sandy brown curls and the other a road map of red and silver scars. In the two weeks since that night, Hope had not missed a day reading to her father. Jon continued to come to the diner every afternoon, always after the lunch rush. He was there to greet Hope, chatting with her f...
Here's the sequel to the five-part story "Phone Call From the Nude Beach". That story ended with Elizabeth (nameless until now) waiting for her husband to join her at a beach in Florida, where she's enjoying her new-found exhibitionism. He'd previously bugged her incessantly to display herself and now that she was finally doing it, he was missing out, stuck...
I started working for a modeling agency when I needed a few bucks. They specialized in general modeling work, but there was a preference box on the application labeled "exotic assignments." Needing work, I checked all the boxes. A few months later the agency called me with a request that I meet them in person to talk about a job. When I got there, they exp...
Ever since my neighbor Amy found out that I was posing nude for a college art class, she has been pestering me. How many females in the class? How do you pose? Do you get aroused? Are you embarrassed? Etc…etc…etc Now don’t get me wrong…I really do like Amy. We’ve had several nude outings together…but have refrained from actually going all the way. But...
Based on a true story about me growing up in the UK. The group congregated in the classroom chatting as I walked walked in, only to be met by one of the bigger guys who pushed me onto the table. "Ha, you're still so light and weak David, when are you going to man-up?" shouted the ring leader as everyone joined in with laughter. Once again, the mean guys h...
An hour into my first class as a nude art model, the instructor told me to get into a pose I could hold for 20 minutes. I was on a platform in the middle of the room with about ten students, two of them male, stood around me in a semicircle. I got down on my knees, put my forearms on the floor, and rested my head on my clasped hands. One of the men called ou...
A few months after the modeling adventure and the trip to Ted's place, Clarissa and I were relaxing and watching TV. There was a knock at the door and it was our neighbor Charlie. He was an art instructor, nearing retirement, and dropped by occasionally and we talked about a lot of things. He had seen the nudes of Clarissa I had taken in past years and I thi...
The bar looked like a typical American bar on a hot summer day. But it wasn't. It was on the raunchy Reeperbahn in Hamburg, Germany, and it was a live-sex-show bar. There was a padded red-rug-covered platform for live sex performances built up against the inside of the bar counter. It was a mere ten steps from the open door and could clearly be seen from th...
("All of my writing is on hiatus until further notice, however, the story is still here and fully available. Any interaction, be it a like or a comment is immensely appreciated! If you have an idea for a chapter, be sure to let me know and I'll see what I can do! That being said, enjoy "Lab Rat"!) "Dear Jason, Congratulations from our com...