I had been a nude model for life drawing and painting
classes for a long time, posing for classes on college
campuses throughout the area where I lived. I always
enjoyed posing in the nude. While it was a sexual turn-
on, I was seldom stimulated to the point of getting a
hard-on. I always saved that for later, when I was
alone and could jack off, remembering the looks in the
eyes of the young girls as they stared at my cock.
There was one time, however, when I posed at an all-girl
college near my home. The instructor was an old man who
had been in the art business for years, and he posed me
in positions that few other instructors would have
thought about.
That day he told the girls to move a little closer, and
one girl in particular moved her easel right next to the
model stand. From her vantage point, I knew that she was
getting a really great close-up view of my equipment.
Indeed, her entire field of vision had to have included
just my groin and thighs. She was so close, if she took
a deep breath, I could have felt it on my balls.
Then, she did. She sighed. I felt her breath blow along
the fine hairs on my thighs, and then my balls were
tickled by her breath. My pubic hair moved with the
breath, and I could feel my cock jerk. My heart throbbed
in my chest, seeming to skip a beat.
Then my cock began to grow. I could see it out of the
corner of my eye, and that made it even worse. I could
see it expand and grow, could feel it begin to lengthen
and expand.
The class was quiet. The instructor was sitting quietly
at his desk; my pose faced me away from him as I stood
there. He couldn’t see the hardon. I had no idea if he
would break the pose or if he would ignore it if he saw
it. Some did, some didn’t. Some even liked it. It all
depended on the individual instructor.
He didn’t notice, or if he did, he didn’t care. The girls
noticed, though, and they cared a lot. A whole lot. One
girl nudged the girl next to her, and she nudged the girl
next to her. Some of them got up and changed positions
and moved closer to get a better look.
I wasn’t embarrassed and really didn’t care. In fact, it
was kind of a thrill to be the center of so much obvious
sexual attention. It was exciting to know that for some
of them this would be the first time they’d seen a man
sexually aroused.
But, it was what happened after the class was over that
really grabbed my attention. The instructor finally
called an end to the class session, and I went to the
dressing room to put on my street clothes. Leaving the
class, I found five of the students waiting outside,
milling around, and chatting. I nodded goodbye as I
walked down the hall.
There was a tap on my shoulder. I turned. The girls were
right behind me, and I smiled and stopped.
The girls all stopped, and one of them, I guess the
spokesperson of the group said, “We really liked your
posing.”
“Thanks,” was all I could muster.
I looked at the group. Three of the girls were cute,
and one was pretty standard looking. One of them was a
little overweight, but cute nonetheless. All were
young, no more than nineteen or twenty.
I looked from girl to girl.
“Do you pose in other places?” the spokesman asked.
I nodded. “I’ve posed at most of the colleges in the
area,” I said.
She shook her head, then grinned as she glanced around
at her companions. “Uh unh,” she moaned. “Do you do
private poses?”
I swallowed. I followed her meaning right off the bat.
I had ever done that.
“I could.”
“We will pay you.”
I told them what private posing cost, and it was readily
agreed upon. I couldn’t believe that these young women
had that much money, or that they were so hard up that
they didn’t have boyfriends. But, I agreed that I would
show up at their dorm that evening…two hours away. It
was a private college, and the dorms were pretty much
open to visitors.
I arrived at the designated room at precisely seven
o’clock, and was let in by the overweight one. The girls
were all there, pads of paper ready, as if they really
intended to draw.
I disrobed in the middle of the room, and the girls
crowded around, fighting for a spot right in front
of me.
My hardon was immediate. The girls were so close, and
the room was so small, that there was no way around
it. That was what the girls wanted. One of them just
sat on the bed and stared at my cock, smiling.
“Touch it, Marie,” one of the girls said to the fat
one.
She looked up at my face. “Is that OK?” she asked.
I looked down at her. “Sure, if that’s what you want
to do, if that’s what turns you on, go ahead,” I said.
Without saying a word, the fat one — sitting on the
bed right in front of me — reached out and touched
the head of my hard cock. It was sticking straight up.
She rubbed her finger over the head of it, then pressed
the head with her thumb and forefinger.
Her touch sent thrills of excitement through me. Her
fingers were warm, and the pressure she put on the
head of my dick was just right.
“Oh, God,” the one of them said. “What a dick.” She
reached forward and wrapped her fingers around the
base of it. She stroked upward, and her hand came
in contact with the fat girl’s.
I couldn’t believe this was happening. I could hear
gasps of curiosity and delight. It was like they were
in a candy store — and I was the candy. Soon, there
were hands cupping my balls, feeling of my ass, and
stroking my cock. My hard dick was throbbing, and my
knees were shaking.
There was one girl in particular, a cute girl with
light brown hair, that had two hands on me at once,
and she was pushing the other girls out of the way.
Soon, I could feel something wet and warm on the head
of my cock, and the other girls backed away as I
looked down.
The girl had the head of my dick in her mouth.
“Suck him, Charlotte,” said one of the girls.
“Take it all the way in your mouth,” another said.
Charlotte did. She opened her mouth wide, and took
my stiff prick all the way to the back of her throat.
With one hand, she reached around and squeezed my ass
cheeks, and with the other hand, she cupped and
massaged my balls. She stoked my dick, and then
pulled it out of her mouth.
She ran her lips across the head of it, smearing it
with saliva. She opened her mouth a little, and I
could feel her tongue dart out and tease the head of
my throbbing cock. Then she moved away and looked at
me.
“You going to cum soon?” she asked.
I nodded.
Without saying another word, she bent toward my
cock, and suddenly, my cock was warm and wet as I
felt her put her mouth around it again. She took it
deep into her mouth, and as she built up a suction,
I could feel that sudden point of no return come
on.
I couldn’t believe this was happening, that the
beautiful young woman actually had my cock in her
mouth, sucking on it, swirling her tongue around
the head of it.
I grunted and she sucked. My knees buckled a little,
and I could feel that strange sensation in my groin
that told me I was going to cum.
“I’m going to cum,” I said.
She didn’t stop. I could feel her suck even harder,
and I could feel her hand massage my balls as they
tightened.
I came, filling the back of her throat with cum. I
shot a pretty good-sized load of jism. She didn’t
swallow all of it, and a lot of it just dripped out
of her mouth, to the obvious delight of the onlookers.
I could feel her swallowing, and the thought turned
me on even more. My dick didn’t get soft when she
pulled it out of her mouth. To my surprise, she kept
kneeling in front of me, stroking me. She leaned
oward me again, her mouth full of cum. She pressed her
lips to it, and then took it deep in her mouth again.
She swirled her tongue around my cock as she slowly
came up. Then, she popped it out of her mouth and
let it jerk straight up and slap me in the navel. I
could feel her tongue running down the length of my
shaft, smearing the cum dripping out of her mouth on
my cock, then on my balls. She licked my balls for
a while, my cock still hard and throbbing, sticking
up in the air, throbbing.
“My turn,” said another girl.
I lay down on the bed, legs spread, dick flopping around
my navel.
I left the girl’s dorm three hours later, exhausted,
pocket full of money.