I was taking a few courses at college and was between classes. I had a little time to kill so I decided to walk around campus. I noticed a bulletin board in front of one of the dorms. I decided to go check it out. I quickly spotted something that intrigued me. It was a flyer looking for students that would be willing to pose nude for an art class. They were offering to pay one hundred dollars for an hour’s work. I really needed some extra money pretty bad, but I didn’t think I could do that. I would be way too scared.
I continued to walk around campus until it was time for my next class. When the time came, I went to my next class. The entire time I was in class I kept thinking about that flyer for nude models. Could I do it? I really do need the money. It’s only an hour. But could I do that? When class ended, I made a beeline back to the bulletin board and just stared at the flyer for several minutes. I finally wrote down the information and went home to think about it.
I tossed and turned all night just thinking about what it would be like to pose nude in front of a lot of students. Could I really do this? When I got up the next day, I decided to at least go talk to the art professor and find out exactly what I would have to do. I looked at the map of the college and found where I needed to go. I saw that the professor had office hours after lunch. So, I got dressed, got a few things done around the apartment, and headed to the campus.
When I arrived at the professor’s office, I just stood in front of the door, pretty much petrified. I finally got up the courage to knock. I heard the professor say to come in. I hesitated again but managed to force myself to at least go inside and talk to the professor about posing. When I walked through the door I was greeted by a very hot professor with a smile on his face. He stood up from his desk and held his hand out. He then said, “How can I help you miss?” I reached out and shook his hand, gave him a nervous smile, and said, “I’m here about the nude models you are looking for. I, I, I wanted to find out what would be required.” He told me to sit down, and he would fill me in on all the details and answer any questions I had. I took another deep breath and sat down.
The professor must have seen how nervous I was because he smiled at me again, and said, “There is absolutely nothing to be nervous about. Nudity is 100% natural. Only society made it seem dirty.” I smiled back, and replied, “I have never done anything like this, but it does intrigue me a little. And I do need to make a little more money.”
The two of us chatted for a bit about the offer to pose nude for an art class. He made me feel a lot more at ease. It did not hurt that he was so hot either. I finally got the courage up, and said, “How do I sign up? I want to at least give it a try.” He reached inside one of his desk drawers and pulled out some paperwork. He said that I just needed to sign these model releases, and I could pose for my first class this Tuesday evening. That was perfect for me, did not interfere with any of my classes or other plans. I signed the model releases and handed them back to him.
The art professor then said, “I think you’ll do fine. Now that we are working together…” He paused for a moment and looked at one of the model releases I just signed, and then continued, “We should be on a first name basis. Danielle, my name is Justin. It was nice meeting you, and I’ll see you Tuesday.” I got up, smiled at him, and said, “I’ll be there. Probably very nervous, but I’ll be there. Thanks for the opportunity.” I then left his office and went back to my apartment. All I could think about is, did I do the right thing? What did I just get myself into? Holy shit!
Tuesday arrived and I was more nervous than ever. This is so far outside my comfort zone that I am actually a little scared. OK, a lot scared. I did my hair and makeup like the professor asked me to and put on a very soft loose-fitting dress with nothing underneath like he requested. He said this way there would not be any bra or panty creases on my body when I posed nude. It did make total sense. I then slid on my flip-flops, grabbed my purse, and headed for campus, all nervous as hell.
When I arrived on campus, I made my way to the art classroom I would be posing nude in. I arrived a little before the class was scheduled to begin. When I entered the room, Justin was sitting over at the teacher’s desk. He smiled, stood up, and said hi to me. I walked over to the front of his desk and asked him what I was supposed to do. He told me I could use the storage closet to change into the robe that was hanging on the back of the door, and then come back out and just relax until it was time for the students to arrive.
I went into the storage closet, took off my dress and kicked off my flip-flops. I then put on the long robe. I had to take a few more deep breaths to calm my nerves, and then went back out into the classroom. Justin motioned for me to come over and sit in the chair beside his desk. I walked over and sat down. I told Justin how nervous I was, and he assured me I would do fine. About five minutes before the class was about to begin, Justin said, “Let’s get you posed and comfortable. The students will be arriving soon. Oh, did my nerves hit me again.
Justin stood up and helped me up out of my chair. He walked me over to the stage I would be posing on. It was centered on one wall and about three or four feet out into the room. The student easels and chairs were in a U shape around the stage. Justin grabbed a barstool that was sitting behind the stage and set it in the center. He then took a very soft white fur blanket that was sitting on the side of the stage and draped it across the barstool. He then looked at me, smiled, and said, “This will be your throne for the class.” I just gave him a little nervous smile.
Justin then said, “Are you ready?” I replied, “No, but I am going to do this.” Justin laughed a little and reassured me that I would be fine. He then held out his hand, and said, “Give me the robe and I’ll set it aside for you.” Oh, did my nerves hit me big time! I took a few more deep breaths, and removed the robe. I handed it to Justin, and he set it in a chair off to the side of the stage. He looked at me and said, “You have a very lovely body. The students are really going to enjoy drawing you.” I do believe I turned a little red.
Justin then helped me up on the stage and told me to sit on the barstool. I did, and crossed my legs, and said, “Like this?” Justin laughed and said, “No. We need to pose you very seductively for this particular class.” He then told me to put my right toes on the ground and arch my foot. He then had me put my left foot up on the top rung on the left side of the barstool. He then told me to place my left hand on the back of the barstool a little to my left side and lean back so I would be comfortable. He then had me place my right hand on my right thigh towards the outside of it. So far, so good.
Then he told me to scoot a little toward the front of the stool and spread my legs open. OK, here come the nerves again. When I did, he walked around the stage looking at me, and said, “We are going to need you to spread your legs open a little more. The students need to see all of you. I did, and he then said, “Perfect. When the students are all seated and class begins, I’ll need you to turn your head slightly to the right and stare off into the distance. If you need a quick break anytime during the class, just say so. You ready for your debut, Danielle?” I just laughed a little and said, “As ready as I can be.”
It was not long after I was posed, the students started arriving. WOW, did it feel really strange being totally nude with my legs spread open and total strangers walking into the room and sitting down around me. I took a few more deep breaths and told myself I would get through this fine. To be honest, I thought I would be sitting in a chair with my legs crossed just looking pretty. I did not expect to be so exposed and showing my pussy to a group of strangers. But, for some odd reason it felt a little kinky. After I settled in, I kinda liked it.
About 15 minutes into the class, I started to feel a little horny. I have no idea why. It just came out of nowhere. OK, this is weird. Posing nude in front of a group of strangers is making me horny? As the class went on, I found myself getting extremely horny. I had some major tingles going on down below. I did not expect this at all. Damn, kinky things started popping into my mind. Yep, that was making things even worse. I could feel I was starting to get really wet. I really wanted to play with myself bad. I wanted to masturbate right here in front of everyone. I’m already posing very provocatively nude. OK, I think I am going a little crazy. This was such a taboo feeling. It was really turning me on the longer I posed. I knew exactly what I was going to do when I got home. If I made it that far.
Near the end of the class, I was so horny and had so many kinky thoughts running through my mind, I almost had a spontaneous orgasm. Oh, how embarrassing that would have been if I had not been able to hold it back. I’m still not believing just how horny posing nude made me. I think I found something new that turns me on. Class finally ended, and the students started gathering up their stuff. Each one of them approached me and thanked me for posing for them. A few even told me how much they enjoyed drawing me nude. I was feeling a little embarrassed, but I was eating up the compliments. Especially the ones about how sexy and beautiful my body was.
After all of the students had left, Professor Justin walked over to me doing a slow clap. He had a smile on his face, and said, “You are the best nude model we have ever had. The students loved you. Well done, Danielle.” He then stepped up on the stage and walked behind me. He then started rubbing my shoulders as he continued to tell me how well I did. Damn did that shoulder rub feel really good. But, since I was already so damn horny, even the shoulder rub turned me on even more. I started imagining his hands exploring my body. Every inch of it. He had a nice firm grip that felt so relaxing.
After a few minutes of Justin rubbing my shoulders, He grabbed my robe and helped me to slip it on. I stretched a bit and took several deep breaths to relax some of the tension away that was caused my sitting so still for so long. Justin, said, “You have got to be a little stiff, walk around the classroom a bit and work out all the kinks. I’ll then get the checkbook and write out your check. Since all I really had on my mind was sex, I totally forgot that I was being paid. The sexual thoughts and feelings that were running through my mind as I walked around the classroom stretching my legs were even a little strange for me. I kept looking over at Justin, thinking about him ravishing my body and fucking me senseless. The thoughts were actually turning into very strong cravings. Hmm. I wonder? What could I do to get him to come on to me? He’s already seen me totally naked. How can I turn him on?
After a few more moments of walking around the classroom, I walked over to his desk and sat down in the chair beside it. Justin and I started chatting a bit about my experience while he finished writing out my check. As we chatted, I let my robe fall open, so he had a good view of my nude body underneath. After we chatted a bit more, I decided to make a little bold move. I looked Justin in the eyes, and said, “This was my first time ever to model nude. Can I ask you what may be a strange question?” Justin replied, “Sure. Ask away.” I paused a moment, tilted my head down a bit, and looked up at him with a little submissive look. I then took a deep breath. I actually wanted him to see me do that. Then I said, “Is it normal to be so damn horny from modeling nude? I told you it was a strange question.” Justin raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and replied, “I really don’t know. Usually, the models grab their check and take off right away. I guess it could happen, since being nude in front of a lot of strangers could be a turn-on.” I smiled at him, and said, “Oh, it was a big turn-on. Really big. Now I’m just embarrassing myself.” Justin reached over, placed his hand on my knee, and said, “Don’t be. This was a new experience for you. Apparently, the experience brought up some emotions. Don’t be embarrassed at all.”
Holy shit! When he touched my knee, the tingle factory between my legs kicked into overdrive. I had to have him. But how? I quickly grabbed his hand that was resting on my knee and squeezed it tight. I then said, “Thank you. I needed to hear that.” I actually held onto his hand for several moments before I let go. Justin and I just smiled at each other for a moment. He then handed me my check and asked if I would like to model again. I knew our conversation was about to end and that I needed to do something to keep it going. I stood up, held my hand out for my check, and Justin handed it to me. I paused for a moment, and said, “Can I ask you something? It’s kinda personal though.” Justin replied, “It depends how personal. No harm in asking. So, ask away.”
I walked over closer to him, leaned back on his desk just barely to the side of his chair, with my robe still wide open. I then looked down like I was being all shy. I took a deep breath, looked at Justin through some of my hair that fell over my face, bit my bottom lip, and said, “Does it make you horny seeing all of these nude models posing for your class? Just curious. I think it would drive me a little crazy.” Justin leaned back in his chair, raised his eyebrows, and said, “Of course. I am human, you know. But I have to keep my composure in front of my students. So, I just keep my testosterone bottled up, I guess you could say.”
We both remained quiet for a bit, while we each just gazed into each other’s eyes. I could see he was breathing very deeply, as I was. I knew at that moment; I had to make the first purely sexual move. He was the teacher, and I was a student. But I was not a student in his class. After several moments, I broke the silence. I looked at him, took a very deep breath, and said, “Do you want to kiss me?” Justin did not say a single word. He just stood up, put his arms around me, and kissed me very passionately. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight to my nude body as the two of us kissed. I was so excited, my body started to tremble a bit.
Justin leaned back a little and slid my robe down off of my shoulders. I put my arms down, and let my robe drop to the floor. I just gave him a very submissive look and we started kissing again. While we kissed, he reached up and started squeezing my tits very gently. Oh, was I loving this. This felt very taboo. A professor was going to fuck me. I was way beyond sexually excited. While we kissed, he reached down and started playing a little with my pussy. I started moaning out and holding him even tighter.
After a few minutes, Justin laid my back across his desk and sat back down in his chair. He slid in close to me, folded and pushed my legs back toward my chest, and started licking my pussy lips and clit hood very gently. Damn, was that driving me nuts. He had me moaning out and my body shaking. He started probing his tongue into my pussy and licking up under my clit hood. He then told me to pull my clit hood back and expose my swollen clit. After I did that, he started sucking and licking my clit. Oh, did I gasp, and squeal out a little. He quickly brought me to orgasm, as I just laid there and dissolved into pure sexual pleasure.
The moment I reached the peak of my orgasm, he buried his face in my pussy and ate me like I have never been eaten before. He had to pin my legs down because I was bucking my hips so hard while I screamed out in ecstasy. He kept my orgasm flowing until I almost passed out from euphoria. He finally let up when I begged him to stop. I could just not take the intensity of pleasure he was giving me anymore.
Once he stopped, I laid there breathing extremely heavily. The room was spinning, and I was still feeling little aftershocks pulsating through my body. We just locked eyes as I recovered. Justin just smiled at me and started rubbing my stomach and chest with both of his hands. That felt really soothing and made me feel safe with him. After I recovered enough, I gave Justin a playful but submissive look, bit my bottom lip for a moment, and said, “I want to suck your cock. I want to feel you in my mouth.” Justin stood up and helped me off the desk and onto my feet.
The moment my feet hit the floor, I dropped to my knees and started undoing Justin’s pants. I slid them down a bit and pulled out his cock. It was already a little hard and had a tiny bit of pre-cum flowing and dripping down the head of his cock. I looked up at him, smiled, and then started licking it all off. Justin started moaning out as his cock got hard as a rock. I then started sucking on just the head as I stroked the shaft of his cock with my hand. He seemed to really love that.
After I had him nice and hard, I started sucking his cock, taking it deeper every few strokes. The deeper I went, the more he moaned out. When I took his entire cock down my throat, he groaned out and his legs trembled. I love that. I had to deep throat him over and over. After a few more minutes I could feel his cock starting to throb. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me off his cock. He then told me he wanted to fuck me. I licked my lips and stood back up.
He picked me up and sat me down on the edge of the desk. He then pushed me back onto the desk and pulled my hips to the edge. He bent over and started eating me again. Oh, did I start moaning out once again. He then stood up, stroked his cock, and started rubbing it up and down my pussy.
After a few moments, I felt the head of his cock slide inside me. I gasped out a little and smiled at him. He then slid his rock-hard cock deep inside me. I groaned out and bit down on my bottom lip. The fullness and stretch felt wonderful. His cock seemed to be just the perfect size to fill me full without any bad pain. He fucked me with nice slow long strokes while he teased my clit with his fingertip. Damn, was this feeling good.
After a few minutes of pure pleasure, he bent over a bit, wrapped his arms around me and then picked me up. I let out a little squeal when he did that. It startled me a little. Damn was he strong. He then sat down in the chair with me sitting on his cock facing him. I started grinding on his cock and moving up and down. We started to kiss as I rode his hard cock cowgirl style. I could feel he was getting close to cumming again. I could feel his cock throbbing deep inside me. He then said, “I don’t want to cum yet. I want to fuck you much longer.” He then lifted me up a little and I got off the chair and stood in front of him.
Justin stood up and told me to turn around. When I did, he grabbed one of my hips, placed his other hand on my upper back, and bent me over the desk. He then spread my legs open, grabbed both of my butt cheeks, and spread them open. Moments later I felt his tongue teasing my asshole. He ran it lightly around it and then probed my asshole with the tip of his tongue. While he was doing that, I felt a few of his fingers slide deep into my pussy. He started playing with my g-spot and I started moaning out. My legs started to tremble as waves of pleasure rolled across my entire body. I was going to orgasm again. I lost all control of my body as it trembled in pleasure. I started screaming out in pure ecstasy. I was feeling way beyond euphoric as my entire body started to orgasm.
The next thing I knew, I felt pressure on my asshole, and then an extreme stretch, as he slid his cock deep inside my ass. I gasped and groaned out. He started fucking my ass harder and harder as I continued to cum over and over. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head up and held on. As he continued to fuck my ass, he would slap it from time to time. Each time he did, I could feel the wave of the impact send my clit and pussy into contractions. The smacks seemed to make me cum even harder.
After several more moments, I felt his cock throbbing harder and harder inside my ass. Justin was really groaning out, and I could feel his body trembling. I could even feel the drops of sweat that was dripping off of him landing on my back and ass. It was such an erotic feeling. I did not want it to stop.
When Justin came, I felt his warm cum shooting deep inside me. That made my entire body tremble and orgasm. I closed my eyes and just let the waves of ecstasy flow through my entire body over and over. Justin collapsed on top of me, and the two of us just laid there breathing heavily. I could still feel his cock twitching deep inside my ass. I loved that feeling.
Eventually the twitching of his cock subsided, and we caught our breath a little. Justin then stood up and slid his cock out of me slowly. I groaned out in pleasure as he did that. I still laid bent over the desk for a few more moments, just basking in the taboo feeling that washed over me. I was a really bad girl and seduced a college professor. I even started thinking, maybe he needs to spank me for being so bad.
Once I recovered a little more, I stood up and turned around to where Justin was sitting in his chair with his pants still down around his knees. I looked at him, smiled, and said, “Do I get an A?” He just smiled back, and said, “A+.” Justin and I chatted while I got dressed and he got cleaned up a little. He asked me what I thought about posing for art classes on a regular basis. I told him that would be a big maybe. I would need to think about it some. I then asked him if each modeling session came with benefits. He laughed and said, “Of course. Whatever Danielle wants, Danielle will get.”
After we chatted a little longer, I gave him a big hug and kiss. I then told him that I would be back in touch about the modeling. As I went out the door of the classroom, I noticed that the door was not locked, and anyone could have just walked in on the two of us in the throes of passion. At first, that made me feel a lump in my throat, but a few moments later it made me feel very kinky. I actually got turned on by thinking about how we could have been caught.
When I got home, I took a nice long relaxing bath while I relived what I had just done, over and over. I really had fun, and it was extremely sexually exciting. I do think I’ll be posing nude for an art class again. I may have found a new passion. Not to mention a new fun way to make money.