I was still innocent, barely nineteen and at Art College when a man asked me to pose naked for the very first time.
My boyfriend Brian, who was a couple of years older than me and I, had been able to put a deposit down on a dilapidated house and secure a deposit sufficient to buy it. However, we still needed to do all the work ourselves to make it habitable and save up some extra cash so that we could pay for any work we could not do ourselves, such as plumbing and electrical work.
There was not a lot that I could do to earn extra money since my course was full time but my boyfriend had a job and we could save some of his earnings. It helped that I still lived at home with my parents who paid all the bills.
Brian was always asking me to take my clothes off so it was no surprise when he suggested that I look into the possibility of getting some modelling work at College in the Art and Photography departments.
I soon found out that lots of girls had the same idea. Even if I offered myself as a model, I would not be allowed to pose nude in my own College. Nude models always got paid the most so this was what he wanted me to do.
I had never been naked in front of any man other than my boyfriend before, but he said I had a good body and looked good in a bikini, so it was something I was prepared to consider. I was at an Art college after all and there were plenty of models around who thought nothing of posing nude in art classes.
He was obviously excited at the idea of me posing nude in front of other guys, but I did wonder what he would really think about me exposing my body for other men to look at and enjoy if he was there.
His friend since childhood and he were still best mates and saw a lot each other. Always going to football and the pub together. They got interested in black-and-white photography at the same time; taking pictures the old way and then developing and printing their own films.
The one thing that they found difficult was finding young models to pose for them when they decided they wanted to explore studio photography.
One day my boyfriend asked whether i would be prepared to pose for them. At that time they were interested in portrait photography so I said I would be happy to. I had no problem with posing for either or both of them (Mick was a nice guy).
Finding the time to do it when the studio they hired was open was difficult so Brian sugessted that we could use the house when we were not working on it. He was able to get the loan of some studio flash units which we installed one Saturday afternoon and a few dust sheets to hide the building works was all that was needed to create a passable studio.
I was surprised when he asked me how I felt about posing nude. I had guessed he would want me to pose nude for him sometime but I never considered he would want to share my body with another man even if it was his best friend.
This however was exactly what he wanted me to do and he particularly wanted to display me naked and have me pose for his friend that afternoon!
I was reluctant when he first suggested it but he was very persuasive. He told me that I had a beautiful body and would make a wonderful model. The idea obviously excited him and I wanted to please him.
He also told me that they would be developing and printing the films themselves so no one else would see the resulting pictures.
I thought to myself; well, I have a young body and look pretty good in a bikini (as I knew from the looks and comments I got from guys at the beach).
His friend Mick had seen me at the beach many times, frequently in only bikini pants as I often swam and sunbathed topless so it was really no big deal. There wasn’t much of me he hadn’t already seen!
I was 5'4" tall with good legs, long dark blonde hair, white lightly suntanned skin, curvaceous hips, a firm butt and a dark, curly, neatly trimmed triangular-shaped bush which just about kept my pussy hidden from view. I only had 34B boobs but not every guy liked big tits and my nipples were neat perfectly round pinky/brown discs set on the end of firm pert breasts and looked good under a t shirt with no bra.
Not a bad package, actually!
Having considered all of this and wanting to please Brian (and if I was honest Mick too, as I found the idea of showing him my body quite exciting) I agreed - but only I insisted if they lit the fire in the room first as it was quite chilly!
I was going to undress in another room but Brian said he wanted me to strip in front of them and I was definitely warming to the idea now! There wasn’t a great deal to take off as I was wearing just a sweater, jeans, bra and panties, but I made the most of it as they watched me.
Firstly the jeans. They were skin tight and a bit of a struggle, so I had to get each boy to tug a leg each to get them over my bum while I sat on the floor. I could then push them over my knees and eventually take them off over my feet.
The boys then returned to the other side of the room and watched me as I stripped and gradually revealed my body to them.
I made a bit of a show of putting my arms inside my sweater and lifting the hem slowly and eventually, the sweater came off over my head and I stood before them in just my underwear.
The bra and pants were not a matching set but they were very small!
The bra was black lace and French (very sexy) which I had bought in a shop in Soho frequented by strippers. It was half cup so my nipples peeped over the edge of the black lace but didn’t quite escape.
The panties I had made myself. They were red cotton trimmed with black lace. They were VERY small as I loved sexy underwear(and the effect it had on boyfriends). The elastic was stretched tight over my hips and the curls of my dark pubic bush cascaded over the front, contrasting with the red cotton.
Brian had of course seen my underwear many times before but Mick was suitably impressed as I could see from a distinct bulge developing in the front of his trousers!
Although they were keen to progress to the main event - now just two small scraps of material away - both boys clearly enjoyed the little dance I did for them clad only in my bra and panties. I moved around sinuously for them for several minutes bending towards them so that my tits almost fell out of my bra and thrusting my bum out towards them. I soon got their interest!
I could see that my efforts were being appreciated as both boys were now obviously having trouble containing their rapidly stiffening cocks and the excitement I felt on seeing the effect I was having on them made my nipples become erect.
I could feel juices in my pussy begin to ooze out of me and soak my panties so that by the time I removed them they were already quite wet - and obviously so!
It had been fun but now was the time that Brian had been waiting for and I could see he was getting impatient so I first slipped my panties off quickly ( I found it embarrassing that my pussy was so wet) and then took my time removing my bra.
I let them see a flash of nipple first, before hiding it and then revealing it again but eventually, I stood with my naked back to them before throwing the bra onto a chair and then very slowly turned round, hands on tits, before revealing my naked body to them completely with a flourish!
I could see they had definitely enjoyed my display as their trousers were now so tight in the front that they were clearly uncomfortable.
I had found it really exciting playing the stripper for them and it had certainly loosened my own inhibitions! I couldn’t resist going over to them as I asked, “Did you enjoy that?”
They told me that it had been great and Brian obviously couldn’t resist stroking my naked bum as we spoke. This only increased my own feeling of excitement and in return, I ran my hand over the bulge in his trousers remarking that I could see that he had indeed enjoyed my little show!
In fact, not only were my passions inflamed, but I was extremely nervous and in an extraordinary way embarrassed, and this feeling manifested itself in behaviour that just amazed me, but I did not seem able to control my passions.