Nude Modeling Stories

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Nude Modeling

by JamieTurbid on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

This experience took place years ago when I was in college. Over the course of my collegiate career I took three photography courses. I loved these courses because I got to be creative and because they were completely different than the engineering course work I was taking in my major. For example, I can't remember ever seeing anyone, male or female, posing...

Nude Modeling

by deya_dares on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

This event happened almost a year ago today. It is all true. Thank you very much for the feedback on my last story. Again, I encourage feedback and comments. Please email them to me. I am still very new at this "erotic fiction writing", but trying to learn and I also want to write in a fashion that people like. It's the sub in me, I guess. ;-) * To say tha...

Nude Modeling w Hung Roommate Pt. 03

by somebody123 on May 12, 2020
Group Sex

Here I was in front of the two hottest girls on campus with my tiny cock erect and my face and body covered in my roommate's semen. Thankfully, Veronica and Natalie weren't really focused on me, since their eyes were glued to Clark's massive cock. I had forgotten that they had never seen it erect in person, and now they just stood there in silence. "Hey gir...

Nude Male Modeling

by Jack993 on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It was 1992, and I was a nineteen year old Literature student struggling to make my way through college. I had already had several jobs that year, but none that were too my liking, and none that paid enough to help me cover my bills, not to mention the student loan payments. I was in habit of looking through the classifieds on a daily basis, just incase th...

Male Model Nude for Money and Sex

by MotherandSonTrueConfessions on Oct 7, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

After modeling naked for women that he knew, years later, modeling nude while in college brought back fond masturbation memories. Author's Note: This is a true story about Dave, a proud crossdresser who goes by the name of Kelly when he's dressed as a woman. A submissive male with a medium build and feminine features, at 5'6" tall, when dressed in drag, mo...

The Manse Ch. 00: Prologue

by myimaginaryfriendme on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

I had been doing nude modeling for the local art school for about a year. It was good money. Helped to pay my rent and give me a little beer money. And I kind of liked it. To be truthful, it turned me on. I guess I found out that I'm a little bit of an exhibitionist. Often I'd go home afterwards and whack off thinking about being looked at. I'd even gotten l...

Class Demonstration Ch. 01

by NakedDan on Sep 25, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Modeling for art classes can be a paradox. When I'm nude in a class, I always wish it could last longer, but when I'm in a long pose that keeps growing more and more uncomfortable, I wish the poses could be shorter. I was in one of those long poses, a standing one that was to last the entire three hour class, thinking that the clock was moving too slowly....

Familiarity Breeds Interest Ch. 01

by orie on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

About two weeks after my nude modeling for the photography class the girls took, my girlfriend, Anne Marie, and her bffs, Becky and Bridget, and I got together over drinks at our favorite pub. We squeezed into one of the booths along the back wall and ordered pints from Trish, our favorite waitress. When the drinks arrive, Becky lifts her glass for a toast....

Nude in New York Ch. 01

by MustangKathi on Sep 1, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

To better understand this story and my exhibitionist needs, please read Nude in St. Barths first. A couple of months had passed since my trip to St. Barths with Peter, and I was feeling the need to get nude in front of people again. There, I'd been Nude Girl, barely wearing any clothes for the week. I'd been nude at the beach, nude in town and nude at a bar...

Modeling Class

by orie on Sep 25, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Boston was in full winter. Snow fell on and off all day, but did not accumulate more than an inch. The temperature had not climbed above 30 all week and the wind made the windows rattle and the walls of the old house groan. I had a steady fire burning in the apartment's fireplace and was uncorking a nice red wine to accompany the cheese and pate dish I had...