Laurie the model..
written by:
LadyGrey

Laurie the Model a special request by Lady Grey

This story is a special request form my good friends Laurie and Andre, hope you both like it.

My name is Laurie and I have a story to tell you. It all began so innocently: a new house, no job, a shortage of money and more than a little temptation all contributed to the story I am about to relate.

That afternoon I was sitting naked at my dressing table after taking a shower, preparing myself for the evening ahead. I looked at myself in the mirror as I brushed out my long blond hair. How could things have gone as far as they had in such a short time? It was now only four weeks ago that Andre had come home from the photographic club meeting. I could see that he was excited about something, and it did not take me long to find out what had caused his excitement. He had just been photographing a glamour model for the first time.

Andre had joined the photographic club which met on a Monday evening. Not long after we moved into our new house, we had both decided that we needed to get to know people and joining up with some of the local societies seemed a good idea to meet up and make new friends.

We were both interested in sports and keeping fit, so together we had enrolled as members in the local gym and sports club. From here Andre had joined the photographic section. Photography was something he had always been interested in. I, after making friends with some of the other women at a coffee morning, had started going to Yoga classes. It was not long before we were both beginning to feel part of the community.

There was one slight problem. Things were a little tight for us at the moment, money wise. The new house had cost rather more than we expected and I had not yet secured myself a full time job. Andre's job was well paid but we did not have a lot of cash to spare. I needed to work to provide the little extras and the luxuries we all expected in life.

"You look like the cat who as had all the cream," I said, kissing him on the cheek as he came in to the lounge. I switched off the TV. "Would you like a drink?" I asked. "I have just made a fresh pot of coffee." I went into the kitchen and made him a drink. Back in the lounge I gave him his drink and sat back on the sofa. "Come and sit here," I said, patting the sofa beside me, "and tell Laurie all about it."

He told me that the photographic club had arranged for a glamour model to come along to tonight's meeting and pose for the members. She had turned out to be a well known local model called Jody, and she was, he said, "very attractive." He took out his digital camera and showed me some of the pictures he had taken. I must say I did feel a little jealous when I saw her, as she was very attractive, with long blond hair and a stunning figure. She had posed for them in swim suits, bikinis and some rather attractive and revealing lingerie.

"Is this as far as she went?" I asked, looking at the last picture of her in a rather brief thong and a lace bra.

Andre nodded. "Yes, I think some of the guys would have liked her to go further," he said, "but she had only been paid to do the glamour work. It would have probably cost us a packet for her to work nude." I looked at him. "How much did she get for going this far?" I asked. He thought for a moment. "I think Geoff said he had paid her £200." I looked at him. "£200 for sitting in your undies and letting some guys take pictures of you? Can you get me a job like that?"

Andre looked at me a little surprised. "Would you really like to model like this?"

I shrugged. "Well, at the moment, with our state of finances, at £200 a time, I would."

Andre laughed. I don't think he thought I was serious, but later in bed, after a rather exciting bout of lovemaking, which I think Jody had something to do with, we were lying in each other's arms. Andre was still slowly caressing my breasts and I cold feel his love juice slowly seeping out of my satisfied pussy. I kissed him gently on the cheek. "That was wonderful," I said. "You really know how to satisfy a girl." He smiled and held me tighter.

"Would you really consider modeling?" he suddenly asked. I shrugged. "I might. It could be a short term solution to our money problems."

I felt his grip tighten on me. "You would make a wonderful model," he said.

I smiled remembering some of the pictures he had taken of me. "You said that last time you took my picture," I said with a wry grin. "Remember when you talked me out of my clothes at that waterfall we discovered on holiday last year, and we got caught?"

He laughed at the thought. We had been on a walking holiday and we had come across this very picturesque waterfall where the water had tumbled down from about 60 or 70 feet into a rocky pool. We were well off the beaten track and we had not seen another soul for well over an hour. Andre wanted to take some pictures, and then he came up with the idea of me as a naked nymph in the pool. Well, as I said, we had not seen a soul for hours, so with some slight trepidation, I completely stripped off and went in and played in the pool. I have to admit that the water was lovely and I got a bit of a thrill out of being naked outdoors. That was, until we were suddenly confronted with two guys who seemed to appear from nowhere. I dropped down into the water trying to cover myself, but the pool was only inches deep where I was standing, so that did not do a lot to cover my nakedness.

The two guys looked on amused at my antics, as I tried to hide my more private parts from their stares. In the end, I decided that there was little point. They had probably seen everything anyway, so I walked out of the pool as confidently as I could with no clothes on, picked up a towel and wrapped myself in it. The guys smiled and said that I had been a nice surprise and definitely added to the attraction of the waterfall. I felt myself blushing deeply with embarrassment as they nodded to Andre before continuing on their way.

Afterwards, I found that both of us had been turned on by the incident. After the initial shock, I had been quite aroused by the two guys seeing me naked, and I quickly discovered that the incident had also aroused Andre. We moved away from the track for me to get dressed, not wanting to bump into any more people. Andre helped me to dry myself, but his drying turned into caressing, and soon we were in each other's arms, our lips making a meal of each other. Quite quickly the drying was forgotten as Andre began to caress my breasts, pulling gently on my already extended nipples. Then he gently laid me down on the grass. His trousers were soon around his feet and he was positioning himself between my welcoming thighs. I cried out and gripped on to him tightly as his hard cock opened me up and slid with very little effort into the warm wetness of my pussy.

We fucked for what seemed an age, the pleasure building up to a crescendo. I dug my fingers into his back as I felt him swell inside me, and I knew that I too was about to cum. We achieved an incredible orgasm together and we lay there exhausted in each others arms, allowing our bodies to relax. After a while, we cautiously made our way back to the pool to wash, and then we dressed and continued on our way. It was one of the more memorable moments of that holiday.

The following morning at breakfast Andre again brought up the idea of me modeling. I told him to see if he could sort something out with the club, and depending on the outcome of that, I would decide if I wanted to go ahead with it. It was just after lunch when he rang to say he had some news. He said he could not wait until he got home that evening to tell me. He had spoken to Geoff, the club organizer, and he had said that the club would be happy to pay me the same as they had paid the professional model. Geoff had told him that they preferred to use new amateur models over professionals because their faces were not known, and it was far better to see pictures of something new than something that had been seen by everyone.

Now the crunch had come. I had to decide if I actually wanted to do the job. The money was good and it would help us out, but how would I feel exhibiting myself in just a bikini or brief undies in front of the club members, some of whom I knew very well? I looked at the pros and cons, and in the end, the lure of the money tempted me and I decided that I would do it. When I told Andre, he seemed very pleased with my decision and rang Geoff to tell him. Geoff apparently said that he was pleased, also. Andre had called just as he had had a cancellation on next Monday's program and if I wanted to, I could come along and pose for them at the next meeting. He would e-mail the members about the change of program. So it was all set for the following Monday.

The days leading up to my Monday night appearance at the club were most interesting. Andre had suddenly become very attentive towards me. He kept asking me if I were still feeling alright about my decision and asking me how I thought I would feel modeling for the guys. Our love life improved by leaps and bounds. Before my decision to model for the group, our sex life had become a little routine, but now Andre had suddenly become an ardent lover, seemingly unable to keep his hands off me, not that I was complaining.

When Monday at last arrived, I spent hours selecting what I should wear. I had no idea how many changes I would need. Andre told me that last week, Jody had changed about six or seven times. I selected two bikinis and a selection of lingerie. I had some problems with the lingerie. When I began to sort through it, I suddenly realized that many of the items were quite revealing and I knew that if I were to wear certain items in my collection, very little would be left to the imagination. I did in the end include a black Basque that Andre had bought for me as a Christmas present. It was something I always felt terribly sexy in, especially when I wore it with stockings.

Andre arrived home early that evening. He kissed me tenderly before he told me how attractive I looked. Then he told me that Geoff had rang him and asked him if he could get us there early so that he could meet me, as he needed to have a talk with me before the session started.

I was beginning to feel quite nervous as the time approached and I was only able to eat a light meal before we went. Andre packed my bags in the car and we set off. The photographic group met in a meeting room they hired from the sports club. It was a comfortable room, and when we arrived, a good looking guy was setting up lights. He smiled as we came in and came over to greet us. Andre introduced him as Geoff. He smiled at me and shook my hand, as he looked me up and down. He nodded. "Andre's description of you does not do you justice," he said. "You are an extremely attractive woman." I felt myself blushing slightly. "If you give me a couple of minutes just to get the lights finished, I would like to have a chat with you before we start."

He went back to fixing the lighting. When he had finished with the lights he came back, smiling. "If you bring your bags, I will show you where you can change." I followed him to a door that opened into a small office. "This is my office," he said "You can use it for changing. There is a lock on the door if you feel you need it," he said as he smiled. He asked me to sit down and he then sat behind his desk. He pulled out some papers out of a folder and pushed one across to me. "This is a model release form," he said. "You need to sign it, as it gives us permission to use any of the pictures we take of you in return for your fee. If you sign it at the bottom there," he indicated with his finger, "I will write you out a cheque. Most of the models we use like to get paid first. Getting their money seems to put them more at ease." He grinned.

He then went on to ask me what other work I had done. I told him that I had only ever modeled for Andre. "That's good," he said. "It's so nice to get somebody fresh, who is new to the business without any predetermined ideas."

I smiled. "I must admit I'm a little nervous, being my first time. How many will there be here tonight?"

He looked at a sheet of paper on his desk. "I've only eight definites, but there could be another couple. They're a very nice crowd, you won't have any trouble with them. They're quite keen on glamour modeling."

He looked down at my bag. "Have you brought a few changes, Laurie?" he asked. I nodded. "Do you mind showing me what you have brought, then? I will have a better idea how to light the set." I opened the bag and took out my things. I felt a little embarrassed showing a stranger my underwear, but that seemed a little silly, as he would see me wearing it shortly.

He told me to start with the bikinis and then the underwear. His eyes lit up when he saw the black Basque. "That's something I do like," he said with a grin. Then he left me to it, saying he would give me a knock in about twenty minutes. I went over and locked the door before I began to undress. To start with, I selected a small white bikini and some white strappy sandals. When I was ready, I checked myself in the mirror. Yes, I did look good. My 34d's spilled over the top of my bra and the bottoms hugged my pussy.

There was a light tap on the door. "Are you ready, Laurie?" I opened the door. Geoff looked me up and down and smiled. "Wow!" he said. "The guys are going to love you." I felt quite strange walking out there in just my bikini. There were about 8 or 9 guys in the room. They all looked at me as I walked across the room. I could see the interest in their eyes. I recognized a couple of them, and I had also seen at least a couple of the others around the club. The two I knew were Bob and Mick. They were the partners of two of the women in my Yoga class.

Geoff led me up onto a raised dais. I saw Andre watching me. I smiled at him. "Right, gentlemen," he said, "this is Laurie. I know that some of you know her. She is Andre's wife." He looked across at Andre and nodded. "Laurie's new to modeling so be kind to her. She is going to pose for some swimwear pictures and then some underwear, so enjoy yourselves." Geoff instructed me how to stand for the first ones, but soon the cameras were clicking, and I was suddenly soon feeling quite at home with all my nervousness gone.

"Look this way, Laurie," someone called. I turned and smiled in their direction.

"This way, please," another voice called. It went on like that for about twenty minutes and I was now beginning to enjoy myself. I was also beginning to feel a little excited about all the guys wanting to look at me and take my picture. At last Geoff called a break and told me to go and get changed.

I slipped out of the white bikini and I was not surprised to find I was a little damp between my legs. My nipples were also quite erect. My god, I thought to myself, what am I going to be like when I get to the underwear? The next session went quite well. I was getting into the swing of things now, twisting and turning my body as required. I was also quite aware from early on that my nipples were hard and under the bright lights they must have been making clearly visible impressions in my bikini top.

When Geoff called the next break, he said that they would take twenty minutes, so the members could go to the bar for drinks. "I'll get yours," he said to me. "What would you like?" It had been quite warm work, so I asked for a large orange juice. I went back into the office and slipped out of the bikini. I discovered that I was even wetter this time, as I dried myself with some tissues. I was quite tempted to give myself a little relief, but I was expecting Geoff back at any moment. It was then I realized that I had not locked the door. Well, it was too late now. I needed to change. I had decided on the black Basque, and I had just slipped into a brief black thong and picked up the Basque when there was a knock on the door and Geoff walked in with the drinks in his hand.

I clutched the Basque to me hiding my breasts behind it. Geoff smiled. "Sorry, Laurie, I didn't realize, with the door being open. Shall I leave?"

I smiled and shook my head. "There's no point now, but you can help me with this. I'm useless with it," nodding down at the Basque. Geoff placed the drinks on the desk, then he turned to me. I turned my back on him, giving him what must have been a great view on my almost naked ass, covered only by the thin strap of the thong.

As he lifted my Basque into place, I'm sure he must have seen the firm swell of my breasts. I shivered slightly as I felt his fingers on my skin as he fastened up the hooks on the back. When he had fastened up my Basque, he sat and chatted with me, sipping slowly on his drink as he watched me ease my long legs into dark stockings. I found his presence in the small room as I dressed quite exciting and more than a little arousing.

When I was ready, he looked me over. "The guys are going to love you in that outfit," he said with a smile. "Give me a minute, I'll go out and set the lights, they won't want to miss anything of that outfit." I made my way out after giving him a few minutes. The looks on the guys faces was something to behold, and I had not gotten into position before the cameras were clicking.

The rest of the evening went well. I did a couple more changes and I was somewhat disappointed that Geoff did not make another appearance in the dressing room. By the time we were finished, I was feeling extremely randy and in need of some urgent relief. I even turned down an offer of a drink with the guys so that we could get home sooner rather than later. The evening had made Andre a very popular person and the guys were chatting to him, thanking him for bringing me along. Bob and Mick came over to speak to me. They thanked me for a very interesting evening. "You did a fantastic job," Bob told me. "Can't believe it was the first time you had done any modeling,"

I smiled. "I was a bit nervous to start off with, but by the end, I was enjoying myself."

Mick smiled. "I thought you were great. It takes some courage to do what you did. I know my Helen could never do it. She would run a mile if anyone saw her in her underwear."

Bob then asked me if I had any plans to come down and do some more modeling. I smiled. "Would you like me to come again?" I asked. They both nodded. "I'm sure most of the guys would agree with that as well," Mick said.

At last we managed to get away. As soon as we got into the car, Andre asked me how I had liked it. "It was great," I said. "It was a bit of a turn on standing in front of all those guys in just my undies."

Andre smiled. "They all loved it, and they want you to come down again." I nodded. "Yes, I was chatting to Bob and Mick and they said the same." I turned to Andre. "How about you? What did you think, seeing your wife displaying herself in front of all the guys?"

He smiled. "It was a bit of a turn on for me as well. I could see the way they were looking at you. It gave me a bit of a stiffy." I laughed and reached over and was not at all surprised to feel that he was quite erect. I smiled to myself.

When we got home, we did not make the bedroom. Andre dropped his camera bag in the hall and grabbed me. He pushed me back onto the stairs and his hands were dragging down my panties before I hit the floor. I hitched up my dress and spread my legs as he quickly eased down his trousers. I groaned as I felt his hard cock spread my pussy lips and quickly slide inside me. It felt wonderful to feel him filling me, something I had waited for all night. He fucked me hard and I thrust myself against him, wanting to feel every inch inside me. We both came quickly that first time and we clung to each other, our bodies shaking. As we calmed down, I was happy to feel that he had not lost his erection and he slowly began to fuck me again, this time more gently. It was wonderful. I clung to him, kissing him wildly.

After we had sated our initial lust for each other, we made our way upstairs and showered. I love to shower together with Andre, and he soaped my body, his soapy hands caressing my breasts and rubbing between my legs, teasing my pussy that was again ready for more. I slid down on to my knees in front of him, took his slightly wilted tool in my hands, and began to work on it. It was not long before it began to grow. I held it to my lips and ran my tongue over the end. Andre groaned and grabbed my hair, pushing my head onto his cock. I took him deep into my throat, sucking and working on him with my mouth and tongue. My head was bobbing furiously by the time I felt him stiffen. I grabbed his balls in my hands. He groaned and pushed himself deep into my mouth. He held himself there and erupted his juices into my willing mouth. I was a little upset, there was not that much, and I loved to taste his cum, but he had already cum twice, so I shouldn't be too disappointed. Afterwards, we at last made our way up to bed and he did find enough strength to pleasure me one more time before we fell asleep in each others arms.

The following day I received a call from Geoff. He wanted to thank me for last night. He told me that he had had a number of calls from members saying just how much they had enjoyed the session and inquiring when we were going to repeat it. "How do you feel about doing another session for us?" he asked. I told him that as long as Andre agreed, there was not a problem. He said that he would speak to Andre and sort something out.

When Andre returned from work, he said that Geoff had rung him and said that he would like me to do another session as soon as possible. All the members that he had spoken with were very keen on having me model again. They had enjoyed last night very much and wanted Geoff to set up another evening with me as soon as possible. I smiled at him. "I'm quite willing as long as they are paying me," I said.

Andre was silent for a moment. He seemed not to know how to put something. "There's just one thing," he said at last. I looked at him. "They want you to go a little further than last time."

I looked at him, puzzled. "Further? How do you mean?"

Again he hesitated. "They want to know if you will pose naked this time." I looked at him. "With nothing on at all?" He nodded.

For a moment, I did not know what to say. I have to admit that the idea quite excited me. It had been very arousing last time posing in my brief bikinis and underwear, and now the thought of posing naked in front of all those guys was already beginning to turn me on.

I looked at Andre. "What do you think about it?" I asked.

He shrugged. "It's up to you. I will go along with whatever you decide." I looked at him. "You would like me to pose naked for them, wouldn't you?" He looked a bit embarrassed, but he slowly nodded his head. "I saw the look on your face when I was posing last night, and you were so aroused when we got home. The whole thing really turned you on, didn't it?" Andre nodded slowly.

I stepped over and took him in my arms and kissed him. "You are a wonderful guy, Andre," I said. "Don't be embarrassed. As long as it's okay by you, I am quite willing to do anything you want, but I'm telling you now, if I spend an evening naked with those guys, I'm going to need a real good fucking when we get home. I just hope you are going to be up to it." He laughed and squeezed me tightly. "I will do my best."

We went to bed early that night and sex was better than it had ever been. The whole modeling thing had affected us both. Our sex life had improved with leaps and bounds. As I lay in Andre's arms, I wondered where it was all going to end. Would it end in tears? I hoped not.

As Geoff had already sorted out the program for the photographic club, he had decided to arrange a special evening away from Monday night. He rang to ask if I could manage Sunday evening. I told him that it was fine with me. He also told me that as I would be posing naked, he had spoken to the members and they had agreed that I should get another £100. This was fine by me. It meant another £300 for the sinking fund.

On Sunday afternoon after I had showered, I looked at my body in the bedroom mirror. I cupped my breasts in my hands. They were firm and my nipples reacted quickly to my touch. I noticed Andre had come upstairs and was watching me. I smiled at him. "Do you think they will like me like this?" I asked.

He smiled. "They will want their eyes tested if they don't." I looked down at my pussy. I always kept it neatly trimmed. "What do you think about this?" I said, running my hand over my slight bush. "Should I get rid of it?"

Andre nodded. "It might be a good idea," he said. "A bare pussy always looks better on the pictures."

"Well," I said, turning to him, "you had better get your shaving things." He smiled and made his way to the bathroom.

I spread a large towel on the bed and lay myself on it. When Andre returned, I spread my legs. "I hope you have a new blade," I said. "I don't want any scratches." I lay there as Andre gently dabbed my pussy with a warm cloth, applied some shaving cream, then slowly and gently began shaving off the light bush. It was exciting feeling him touching me down there and I was beginning to get turned on. I began to caress my breasts and tweak my nipples. I groaned as he held my pussy lips and carefully drew the razor over then.

When he had completed shaving me, he tenderly washed me and applied some cream. I knew by this time he would clearly be able to see that I was getting wet from all his ministrations. I groaned and squeezed my breasts as he opened me up and began to tease my clit, rolling it under his finger. Then I felt his fingers slide inside me. I pushed myself onto his hand wanting to feel him deep inside me. He was good with his fingers and he soon had me writhing on the bed before I experienced a massive and satisfying orgasm. I lay there, my naked body covered in a sheen of sweat. I smiled up at him. "Now I need another shower," I said. He smiled. "That's good," he said. "I'll join you. I could do with some relief myself." I smiled as I knew what he meant.

As soon as we stepped into the shower, I dropped down onto my knees and took his erect cock deep into my willing mouth. I sucked on him, rubbing and caressing his balls in my hands. He was already quite aroused from shaving me and he came quickly, filling my throat with his wonderful creamy juices. I eagerly swallowed down every last drop.

We dressed and after a light tea, we made our way once again to the sports club. I didn't have any bags this time, just a small make up case, and Andre had suggested that I take a silk wrap just to cover up with. As we pulled into the car park of the club, I couldn't believe that I was already beginning to feel some slight wetness between my thighs just at the thought of what I was about to do.

Geoff greeted us with a smile. "Great to see you again, Laurie. You made quite an impression last week. Some of the pictures I have seen of the session were very good. You have the makings of a great model. Maybe you ought to think about doing it professionally."

I smiled. "We will see after tonight," I said. "It was okay last week, but it's going to be a little different tonight."

He grinned. "You don't have to worry about it. You have a stunning figure, and should be proud to show it off." I felt myself reddening at the thought. Geoff told me that I could use his office again as a changing room and I made my way there. I took out the wrap and laid it over the back of a chair. Then I started to undress. As I did so I could feel myself already becoming aroused. In a few minutes I was going to have to walk out there and display myself naked in front of a bunch of guys. Just the thought of it made my nipples harden. As I pushed down my panties, I ran my hand over my smoothly shaved pussy. I could feel it was already slightly moist. I could not resist the temptation to slip a couple of fingers inside and rub myself gently. I shuddered.

There was a knock on the door. I quickly grabbed my wrap, but Geoff did not come in. He just called, "We are ready when you are, Laurie." This was it, I thought to myself, the moment had arrived. I slipped into the wrap and tied the belt and walked out. I was surprised to find that there were about fifteen guys in the room, several more than last week. The word must have gotten around.

I stepped up on to the dais where Geoff was standing. He smiled at me. I could see him eyeing the sharp protrusions of my nipples that I realized everyone could see quite clearly. He introduced me to the new members and then went on to explain the plans for the evening. The first half would be taken up with a demonstration of how to use lighting to get the best out of nude photography. Everyone would get a chance to set up the lights, and at a later date, Geoff would organize a show of their work.

"After the break there will be a free for all session," Geoff said. He had some ideas he wanted to put to me during the break on how that was going to go. "Okay, guys, if you are all ready, we will get started." He turned to me. "If you will go and stand in the centre of the dais, Laurie, I will set up some lighting." All eyes were on me as I moved into position. Some members already had their cameras raised, not wanting to miss a moment.

Geoff looked at me and adjusted the lights. I noticed Andre was watching the proceedings with interest. He smiled at me. "Okay, Laurie," Geoff said, "don't undo the belt of your wrap, just slip it off your shoulders and hold it over your breasts. I did as instructed and the cameras started clicking. Then he told me to let the wrap fall down to my waist. There were gasps as my firm breasts with their ever prominent nipples were finally displayed in all their naked glory.

There were now calls from the photographers to turn this way and that. It felt exciting to be displaying myself like this and now I couldn't wait to show them everything. Geoff let the session run for a short while. I guess he was building up the expectations. At last he called over to me, "Okay, Laurie, that's been great. Now, if you would remove the wrap altogether." I felt the butterflies fluttering in my stomach as I pulled open the belt and allowed the wrap to drop to the floor. For a moment there was silence as I stood there naked in front of them. Then suddenly there was the almost deafening sound of fifteen cameras clicking all at once.

It was a wonderful and exciting feeling to be standing naked in front of so many guys. I knew that nothing was hidden from them as they asked me to twist and turn. Geoff suddenly produced a stool on which I was asked to sit, and with so many guys standing around me taking pictures, I knew that some of them were probably getting very intimate pictures of my openly displayed assets. Not that I was worried, I was really enjoying the experience.

When Geoff finally came up and called a halt to the proceedings, I didn't realize that we had done nearly forty five minutes already. He passed me my wrap and I somewhat reluctantly slipped it on.

A couple of the guys stopped me as I made my way back to Geoff's office. They thanked me and said that I had been awesome. I smiled at them. "I think I enjoyed it just as much as you did," I said. They both laughed.

Andre came over to me and he smiled. "You enjoyed that, didn't you?" I nodded. "It was really unbelievable, Andre. I could never have believed it was such a turn on to exhibit myself like that."

He laughed. "I can see I'm going to have my work cut out when we get home," he said.

I smiled at him. "I'm glad you realize that."

Geoff came over. He said he would go and get us some drinks. "I need to have a short chat with you before the second half."

Andre smiled. "I'll leave you two to chat," he said. Then he went to join the others members in the bar. I went back into the office.

In the office I undid the wrap and wiped the moisture from between my legs with a handful of tissues. I was becoming really wet down there. I wondered to myself if the guys had noticed. I couldn't see how they could have missed it.

Geoff came in with the drinks just as I had refastened my wrap. "I think you enjoyed that first session," he said, handing me my drink.

I nodded. "It was fun. I was a little nervous, but once I had removed the wrap altogether, I really enjoyed myself."

"You like displaying your body, don't you?"

I felt myself blushing slightly. "Yes, I think I do," I said quietly.

"You didn't seem to have any inhibitions," he said.

I shrugged. "Well, once they have seen everything, what is there to be inhibited about?" He nodded in agreement.

"I want to talk to you about the next session. It's called a free session. The guys will be able to ask you to do what ever they want." I shrugged. "I can't see a problem with that," I said.

"It's just that I wondered how far you are willing to take things?" I looked at him a little puzzled, not sure what he meant. "Well, sometimes they ask the model to do things she might not want to do, and it can cause a problem. If I know where you stand and where you draw the line, I can be there to avert any problems." I looked at him, still not sure where he was coming from. "Well, let's put it this way," he said, "How would you feel if they asked you to touch yourself?"

I smiled at him and shrugged. "The way I'm feeling at the moment, I might welcome the suggestion."

He grinned. "You are certainly one hot young lady," he said, "and you have an incredible body." Again I felt myself blushing slightly. "So I take it there are no limits?" he said.

I shook my head. "No, Geoff, there are no limits. I think I can handle any situation that arises." I just hoped I could.

When I walked back out into the room, I just hoped I had made the right decision. The dais had been removed and in its place a large circular bed had been positioned. Geoff asked me to remove my wrap and get onto the bed. Once again I was naked in front of the guys. Of course, lying on the bed, I was in a position to reveal even more of myself. It is harder to keep your legs together when you are moving about on a bed. Still, the session went well and I was beginning to get very aroused as the guys crowed around quite close to me.

They began to ask me to touch my breasts and rub my nipples. Of course this only aroused me even more.

When I was asked to touch my pussy, I was only too willing to oblige. I could feel the moisture on the smooth skin and could not now resist slipping a finger inside me. This caused a flurry of camera shots which at this stage only encouraged me to go further. Now I could not stop myself dipping my fingers into the warm wetness of my pussy. I saw through misty eyes the guys jostling for position. I could not resist spreading my legs even wider. My pussy gaped open, displaying the wet pink interior. I began rubbing myself harder. One hand clutched my breast, pulling on my aching nipple, while the other was working furiously between my thighs, intermittently dipping into my wet pussy and then rubbing my by now engorged clit.

As I felt the pressures building up in my body, I worked my fingers harder. Now I no longer cared who was watching me. All I cared about was the blessed relief that I was seeking. I cried out loud as I felt the orgasm approach. Then the juices flooded over my fingers and I lay back gasping for air. Around me I could hear a ripple of applause. Now suddenly I began to feel the embarrassment over what I had just done. I had actually masturbated. I had frigged myself off in front of all those men, some of whom were friends, others total strangers whom I had never seen before. I couldn't really believe that I had actually done it.

Someone passed me my wrap and I slipped into it as I slid off the bed. The crowd of men parted. They did not speak as I slowly made my way back to Geoff's office. I closed the door and sank into a chair. What would Andre think of me? Had I gone too far this time?

There was a knock on the door. It was Geoff. He smiled. "Are you okay, Laurie?"

I nodded; "I'm sorry about that, Geoff. I really went too far."

He shook his head. "Oh, no you didn't, the guys loved it."

I looked at him. "Really?"

He nodded. "You gave them what they wanted to see," he said. I looked at him. "I felt so embarrassed afterwards."

He smiled. "It's only to be expected; don't worry yourself about it." He came over and put his arms around my shoulder, pulled me to my feet, and looked at me. "You are a natural, wonderful model, Laurie, with no inhibitions. You enjoy showing your body and that's what makes you great to work with." He was standing close to me. I could feel the warmth of his hands on my body that was only covered by the thin wrap. I could not resist leaning forward and kissing him on the lips.

His arms went around me and he pulled me to himself. Our tongues were suddenly delving deep into each other's mouths. I knew deep down I shouldn't be doing this, but it was something I needed. We broke away and he held me at arms length. Then he pulled on the belt of my wrap. It fell open. He eased it off my shoulders and it slid to the floor. He looked at my naked body, then slowly took my breasts in his hands and began caressing them. "I have wanted to feel them since the first time you came in," he said, and then he leaned forward and slowly kissed each nipple in turn.

He looked at the door. "What would Andre have to say if he came looking for you and found us like this?"

I smiled at him. "If you lock the door, he won't know any different. I expect he's gone to the bar with the rest of the guys. He's suddenly become quite popular." Geoff smiled and went over and dropped the latch.

When he returned, he took me in his arms again and crushed my body against his. I could feel his hard manhood pressing against me. I nearly swooned. Was this guy really going to fuck me? He moved his hands down and explored the firm curve of my ass. Then he moved me backwards until I felt the coolness of his large wooden desk pressing against the back of my legs. He eased me up onto the desk, looked down at my exposed pussy, and reached forward and ran his hands over the smooth damp flesh that Andre had so lovingly shaved only a few hours ago.

He looked me in the eyes. I think he was waiting for me to object as he slid a couple of fingers tentatively inside my wet hole, but there was no way I was going to stop him. I wanted to feel him inside me. I wanted this guy to fuck me now. I could not wait until I got home, I wanted to feel a guy in my pussy now. I tugged at his belt and eased down his zip. My hand slid inside his pants and I gasped as I gripped the hardness of his cock. It felt immense. I pushed his pants down to release it and at last saw my prize--eight or nine inches of hard throbbing flesh and so big that I could not get my hand around it. He eased forward and I nuzzled the head of his cock against my pussy lips. I spread my legs even wider and moaned softly as I felt him slide inside me. I wrapped my legs around his and pulled him towards me. I wanted to feel him deep inside me.

He fucked me with energy and reverence, allowing me the full pleasure. He was keen that I got complete satisfaction. He manipulated me; he was a master of the art; he brought me close several times and in the end I was screaming at him to make me cum. When he did, it was like something I had never felt before, an orgasm so powerful I could feel the earth move, as they say.

At last we parted and I dressed and made my way to the bar to join up with the others. Most of the guys were still there and they offered me drinks. Being a non-drinker, I settled for a fruit juice. Everyone was thanking me for a night that some of them remarked they would not forget for a long time. Having been already fucked by Geoff, I was not in any hurry to get off home and we had a great finish to the evening. The guys were great and it was so nice to chat with them, the same guys who only an hour or so before I had displayed myself to so openly.

When we at last arrived home I think Andre was a little surprised that I was not my usual rampant self, but I think he put it down to what had happened during the photo shoot. I was really not too bothered about sex, which was strange for me, but I was still tingling from the session I had with Geoff. When we got to bed, we did make love, and although I enjoyed it, it was not as good as it had been with Geoff.

Three days later I got a call from Geoff. After inquiring if I were okay after the photo shoot, I told him I was fine, he then told me that he had a job for me, if I wanted it. It was worth £500. I gasped. "That's an awful lot of money, what do I have to do for that?" I inquired. He said that we ought to meet up and he would explain. He asked me to meet him in the sports club restaurant later that day. I could not get hold of Andre so I left him a note saying that I would be home later and to get himself something to eat.

Geoff was already in the restaurant when I got there. He smiled when I came in. I went over to him and he asked me what I wanted to drink. "A glass of fresh orange juice would be nice," I said. He called the waitress over and gave her my order. She soon came back with the drink. I looked at him. "Okay, Geoff, what's all this mystery about the job?"

He smiled. "Remember last week when we were talking about how far you were willing to go at the nude modeling session?" I nodded. "And you said that there were no limits?"

I smiled. "I was talking about the photo session."

He smiled. "Yes, I know, but did you mean it at the time?"

I nodded. "Yes, I suppose I did."

"Well, I was showing some of your pictures to a good client of mine. He buys a lot of pictures off me and he was very interested when he saw your picture. It's he who is offering you the money to do the photo shoot."

I smiled. "He must want something special for £500," I said.

"Yes, he does, and there are also some other considerations."

I looked at Geoff and took a drink of my orange juice. "Okay," I said, "let me know the worse,"

"Well," he said, "it's not really that bad. I suppose it depends on how you feel about it. What he wants is a series of pictures of you having sex." I looked at him a little shocked. "What, he wants pictures of some guy fucking me?" Geoff nodded. "And for that he will pay me £500?" Geoff nodded again. I thought for a moment. This was really taking things a bit far, but the £500 was definitely an incentive. "And if I agree, what are the other considerations?"

"Well, the first is, he selects the guy; the second is, we take the pictures at his place. and the third is that he is there to watch you."

I smiled. "He certainly wants a lot for his money, doesn't he?" Geoff nodded. "Yes, he's very demanding."

"Well, go back to him and say that I'm demanding as well, and if I do it, I want £750."

Geoff looked at me. "You're joking."

I shook my head "No, I'm not. If this pervert wants to see me getting fucked by a guy, then he's going to have to pay for the privilege." Geoff looked at me. He could see I was serious. "Well, I'll put it too him, but I'm not sure he'll go for it."

I shrugged. "Well, if he doesn't, he doesn't, but if he wants to see me having sex, that's what its going to cost him." As we left, Geoff said that he would ring me and let me know what the outcome of his chat with his client was.

When I got home, Andre was already there. He was seated in front of the TV with a large plate of food. "If you're hungry, there's some of this left in the pan. It should be still warm," I made my way to the kitchen and served myself a plate of food. It was one of Andre's Italian specials and I knew it would taste wonderful as he was a good cook.

Back in the lounge I tucked into the food. "Where did you have to go in such a rush this afternoon?" Andre asked. I thought I had better tell him the truth. Things can get out and I had bumped into several people I knew while at the club.

"Geoff called. He has a job for me that he wanted to talk over with me." Andre looked up from his food. "What is it, another modeling job?" I nodded.

"Does he want you to model for the club again?" he asked. "It will have been the last three weeks. I know the guys like you, but I'm sure there's other things they want to do."

I shook my head. "No, it's not for the club this time. It's a special project for one of his clients."

He looked up with interest. "And you're getting paid for it?" I nodded. I did not want to tell him about the money at this stage. I needed to sound him out and then use the money as a last resort.

"His client wants Geoff to take some special pictures of me." He looked up at the word special.

"Special?" he said. "What do you mean by special?" I did not quite know how to tell him.

"Well, you know how things developed last session."

He smiled. "You mean you frigging yourself off in front of everybody?"

I smiled and nodded. "Well, it's actually a step further along than that." He dropped his fork on the plate and looked at me. "Just how much further?"

Then it just came out. "He wants to photograph me having sex."

He looked at me aghast. I'll never forget that expression on his face. "And have you agreed to this?"

I shrugged. "No, not at the moment. I wanted to check it out with you." He looked a little relieved.

He picked up his fork and continued to eat for a few moments, then he looked at me. "How do you feel about doing it?"

I shrugged. "Well, a couple of weeks ago, I would have told him to get lost, but after last week, well, it can't be a lot worse than doing what I did in front of all those guys."

He said nothing for a moment, then he asked, "Who is the guy going to be?"

I shook my head "I don't know, the client is going to pick him."

He put his empty plate down on the side table. I laid mine down and went over to him and sat down on his lap, put my arms around him and pulled him to me. "There's nothing to worry about Andre," I said. "It's you I love. It's just that we need the money, and this is such an easy way of getting it."

He kissed me. "It's just the thought of another guy fucking you."

I smiled. "It's only one night for him, but you can have me every night." At last he had come around to the idea. It was then I told him about the money. "£750!" he gasped. "That's nearly two weeks wages for me." I told him that it depended on if Geoff's client accepted my proposal. We cuddled together as we discussed things further, then I felt him begin to open the top buttons of my dress and slip his hand inside. He gently caressed my bra covered breast and I quickly felt my nipple rise to the occasion.

I stroked his neck and kissed his ear, slipping my tongue in. He liked me to do that. I could feel his cock beginning to harden under me. I wriggled my bum on it and he groaned. I undid the rest of the dress buttons down to my waist. Then he eased my bra up, exposing my breasts. He leaned down and began sucking on my nipples, causing them to harden even more. I felt his free hand moving up under my skirt, stroking gently on the smooth inner flesh of my thigh. I let out a soft cry as I felt his fingers touch on the thin silk that covered my pussy. I knew that my panties were probably damp to his touch. Then he was easing them aside and his fingers were entering my wet pussy.

I lay there in his arms as he sucked on my breasts and fingered me, his fingers rubbing across my clit, causing me to moan. I was wanting him now, wanting him so badly. I pulled away from him and stood up, quickly stripped off my clothes and sank down on my knees at his feet. I almost tore open his trousers to get at that rampant tool that I wanted to feel, to touch, to suck.

I took him deep into my willing mouth, so deep that I could feel his pubic hair brushing against my face. I sucked on him allowing him to slide in and out while I worked on him with my lips and tongue. I knew that our discussion about the proposed photo shoot had aroused him and it was not long before I felt him swell in my mouth. He gripped my head, pushing me deeper on to his cock as he began to pump his warm sticky cum into my throat. I choked slightly on the quantity, but managed to swallow down most of it. Some ran down my chin and dropped on to his trousers. I slowly licked him clean and sat back licking my lips like a cat that's had all the cream.

Then I dropped back onto the floor in front of him. I spread my legs wide, offering myself to him. I caressed my breasts and stroked my pussy as he stood up and quickly shed his clothes. Then suddenly he was inside me, thrusting into my wet love tunnel, filling me with his manhood. That night on the rug we made long satisfying love. He took me twice, first on my back in the tried and tested position, and then doggie style, one of the positions I love the most, the position where you can feel every inch as it penetrates you and the guy is in a position to caress your breasts at the same time.

Later that night in bed, I had to work on him before he could manage a useful erection. I sat astride him, his cock working deep into my body as I slowly rode his cock with my hands resting back on his legs. His hands were again caressing my breasts pulling and teasing the hard nipples. "There is just one stipulation I want to make if you do the shoot." I looked at him as his face contorted and I lowered myself once again onto his hardened tool. "What is that, my darling?" I asked. "Please, can I be there?"

I shrugged. "That's up to Geoff and the client," I said with a slight smile, "but I will ask."

Geoff rang me late the following day. He told me that his client had actually agreed to my demand. He said now that things had been agreed to, the client wanted to get the job done as soon as possible. I told Geoff I was available any time he wanted to fix things. He told me he would consult with his client and get back to me. I told him that there was just one other thing.

"What's that?" asked Geoff. I told him about Andre's request to be there.

He said he was not sure if his client would agree to this but he would ask him.

It was the following morning when he rang back. He said he had fixed things for tonight and he had also asked about Andre being there. The client had said that as long as he did not interfere or cause any problems, he had no objection. Geoff then went on to tell me that the client had made a request about what he wanted me to wear. "He wants you to wear something sexy, that bits up to you, but he insists on black undies with stockings and suspenders and fuck me heels." I smiled. The client seemed to be an interesting kind of guy. I couldn't wait to meet him. Geoff told me that a car would come and pick me up at 7.30.

I managed to contact Andre and told him that it was on for tonight and he could come along if he wanted to. I couldn't tell from his voice if he were happy or sad. Still it was too late now to worry about how he felt. We desperately needed the money, I had accepted the job, and now I had to go through with it. I rang the local beauty salon and booked an appointment for my hair and a facile. If I were earning all that money, I felt I deserved a little treat and it would make me feel more confident if I knew I looked good.

They did a good job at the salon. I felt and looked great when I returned home and when Andre came home, he was pleasantly surprised. "You look fantastic," he said "They have really made a great job of your hair. I do like it like that." Andre's comments made me feel good and I went over and gave him a big kiss. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close. "I hope you know what you are doing," he said in a hushed voice. I snuggled up to him. "As you are there to keep an eye on things, I'll be okay."

I was trying to make out that I was feeling confident but actually I was not. I did not want to show it to Andre. I was glad in a way that Geoff had arranged things so quickly. If he had taken longer, I think I might have talked myself out of doing it.

My stomach was churning and I could not eat anything. Geoff made me an omelet, but I only picked at it. The thought of what I was about to do was beginning to worry me. In a short while I was going out with my husband to meet up with a man I did not know, and I was going to allow a stranger to have sex with me. Not only that, but while we were having sex, the client, my husband, and Geoff would be watching me. My whole being was in turmoil. I was excited, frightened, embarrassed and aroused all at the same time.

I went upstairs to prepare myself. I had selected the clothes I had decided to wear before I went out to the salon and had laid them out on the bed. I had just stripped off my clothes when Andre came into the bedroom. I saw him looking at my naked body. He did not say anything but I wondered what he was thinking.

I picked up the black lace suspender belt and clipped it around my waist. Then I sat on my dressing stool and eased on a pair of sheer dark nylon stockings. I clipped the dark tops to the trailing suspenders. I looked at myself in the mirror. The dark stockings and the suspender belt seemed to frame my smoothly shaved pussy. I saw Andre looking, a smile on his face. Well, I thought to myself, he seems to be enjoying this part of the proceedings.

I then picked up my high legged black panties and stepped into them. I slid them up my legs until the sheer lace caressed my pussy. I selected my bra next. It was part of a matching set with my suspender belt and panties. I leaned forward, allowing my breasts to fit snugly into the cups, then straightened up and secured the clasp.

I had picked out a pair of black patent leather shoes with 6" heels. I had hardly worn them because I found them quite difficult to walk in. I slipped my feet into them and turned to Andre. "How do I look?" I asked, smiling at him.

He looked at me for a moment before speaking. "You look like a slut," he said, "but a very attractive slut. I'm sure the client and your lover will also find you attractive." Then he grinned. "If we had more time, I would fuck you here and now, you look so desirable." I walked over to him and threw my arms around his neck and kissed him.

As I pressed my scantly clad body against him, I could feel his erection pressing up against me. "We just haven't the time darling, but I will make it up to you later."

He smiled. "Will you be my slut?" he asked.

I kissed him hard. "Yes, I will darling, I will."

Reluctantly I broke away from him. I straightened my hair and touched up my make up. Then I slipped on a short black button through dress. I glanced in the full length mirror. I had to admit to myself that I looked good.

At spot on 7:30, my heart gave a leap as the front door bell rang. I picked up my purse. I had nothing to take with me. Tonight, I didn't need anything. It was my body they required. Andre opened the door to find an attractive, young, smartly dressed uniformed chauffeur standing on the step. "I presume you are Laurie and Andre," he stated with a beaming smile. Andre nodded and the chauffer led the way to a long white limo parked at the road side.

I looked at Andre and smiled. "Well, the evening certainly starts in style," I said. The chauffeur smiled at me as he held the door open for us. Inside, we sank into deep leather seats. As the door was closed, the chauffeur slid into the front seat and turned to us. "The Master has put some champagne on ice for you. Just help yourselves," he said. I felt a little uncomfortable as I saw him looking me over again.

"Neither of us drink alcohol," Andre said, "but thank you, the thought was nice."

The chauffeur nodded. "If you look in the drinks cabinet, I think you will find some fresh orange juice." Andre thanked him and he turned away and started the engine. We lay back in the comfortable seats as soft music filled the spacious interior.

The journey lasted about forty minutes and I did ask Andre to pour me an orange juice as my mouth was beginning to get a little dry. I was not sure if it were through fear or excitement. Suddenly, we turned off the road and the tires began to crunch on loose gravel. After a few moments, we slowed to a halt, the door opened, and the chauffeur held out his hand to assist me out. His grip was firm and strong. We found ourselves standing in front of a large old house. A short flight of steps led up to an imposing front door. The chauffeur rang the bell and stepped back. The door was opened by an elderly grey haired man. The chauffer spoke to him. "Charles, this is Andre and Laurie. The Master is expecting them.

We were then ushered into a large entrance hall as the chauffeur went back to the car.

I looked around. It was like one of those houses you see on horror movies. A large wide staircase led to the upper floor. Around the wood paneled walls, pictures of long dead ancestors hung. The stairs were guarded by two highly polished suits of armor. I felt myself shiver slightly. This was not what I had expected.

"My name's Charles," said the elderly guy who had let us in. "I am the butler. I will inform the Master that you have arrived."

We stood there as Charles disappeared. I turned to Andre. "It's a bit creepy in here."

He grinned. "Not like what you expected?" I shook my head.

Suddenly, Charles was back. "If you will follow me," he said. He led the way down a corridor, passing several more gleaming suits of armor as we went. He stopped and knocked on a door before opening it, showing us in to a brightly lit, more friendly room, with a big log fire burning on the grate. He spoke to an old guy sitting in a high backed chair. "This is Andre and Laurie," he said, then turned and left.

The old man in the chair beckoned us over. "Sorry I can't get up. It's the legs. I'm afraid they don't work any more." He grinned. "When you get to my age, things stop working." He smiled up at me. "So you're Laurie," he said. "Your pictures don't do you justice." I smiled. He seemed a nice guy. I was suddenly beginning to feel better. He looked at Andre. "I understand you are this young ladies husband. Let me tell you, young man, you are a very lucky fellow to have such an attractive wife." He reached out and shook Andre's hand. "I have spoken with Geoff who tells me you are very understanding about her work. I think that's good." He turned and smiled at me again. "Geoff's off setting things up. I want to get started as soon as possible. I've been looking forward to this all day." I felt myself reddening, but I managed to smile at him. "Carl, my driver, tells me you don't drink," he said, "so is there anything I can get you, coffee, water anything?"

"Some mineral water would be nice," I said.

He rang a bell and instantly Charles appeared. "Bring the young lady a large mineral water," he said. Charles turned and left.

Just then a door at the other end of the room opened and Geoff walked in. He smiled when he saw me. "So you made it," he said. I nodded. He looked at Andre. "What do you think about this place?" he asked. Andre nodded. "Very impressive."

Geoff went on to say that he was trying to persuade the Master to let him use the place for a photographic shoot. The old guy smiled. "He's tempting me by telling me that he would bring some nubile young ladies. Now I've seen a sample," he said looking at me, "I'm more than tempted to allow him to come." Just then the door opened and Charles came in with my water on a silver tray. I was quite impressed.

"Well," Geoff said, addressing the Master, "everything is ready sir. We can start when you want."

The old guy pressed a button on a pad on his knee. "I've just called Sarah, then we are ready." I slowly sipped on my drink. I knew the moment was quickly approaching. I looked up as the door opened and an attractive blond girl in a rather short but otherwise smart white nurse's uniform came into the room pushing a wheelchair. She smiled at us and nodded at Geoff as she wheeled it up to the chair where the Master was sitting. Then she leaned over and easily lifted him into the wheelchair. I could not help but notice that as she leaned over, she displayed an interesting amount of cleavage, a sight I noticed with some amusement, that was not missed by Andre.

The nurse pushed the wheelchair and we followed her as she made her way through into another room. This room was a complete contrast to the rest of the house. The walls were black and there were no fixtures or fittings. In the midst of a brightly lit circle, there was a large circular king sized bed covered in what looked like a black silk fitted sheet. It dominated the room as the only other items of furniture in the room were two chairs. One chair was placed close to the bed, the other set back. The Master indicated to Andre to sit in the second chair, then the nurse wheeled him forward and lifted him from his wheelchair into the chair closest to the large bed. She remained standing at his side...

Geoff came over to me carrying his camera. "Are you ready for this?" he asked.

I nodded. " As ready as I will ever be," I said.

He smiled. "Don't worry, I know you will be great. Just treat it like you did in the club on Sunday night."

I smiled. "It's alright for you, it isn't you who will be getting publicly fucked."

He grinned. "If I didn't have to take the pictures, I wouldn't mind being the one who is doing the fucking."

I smiled at him. "I might like that," I said. He smiled. I looked at him. "By the way, who is doing the fucking?"

He looked at me. "Hasn't the Master told you?"

I shook my head. "No, he hasn't said anything."

He shrugged. "He might want it to be a surprise, so it's really not up to me to say anything." I glared at him. Just then the Master called me over. "Well, Laurie," he said, "can we start? I see Geoff is ready." I smiled nervously and nodded. The Master lifted the control on his knee and pressed a button. For a moment, nothing happened. Then I heard a door softly open and close. I looked into the darkness outside the circle of lights and saw a figure walking forward. As he came into the lights, I recognized him as the attractive young chauffeur who had brought us. He was wearing a short white silk wrap. I gasped! Was this the man who was going to fuck me? I suddenly remembered the way he looked at me in the car, and I felt myself shaking slightly.

He walked up to the Master who smiled at him. "Good evening, Carl. I hope you are feeling fit tonight."

Carl smiled. "Yes sir, I feel as fit as I usually do."

The Master grinned. "That's good. What do you think of Laurie?"

Carl looked me up and down slowly. I could almost feel the clothes slipping from my body. I felt hot all over. "She is a most attractive young woman," he said. "I am looking forward to pleasuring her." I could feel myself blushing as he said those words. The Master smiled again and nodded.

He looked over at Geoff. "Are you ready?" Geoff nodded. The master pressed a button on his control and soft throbbing music filled the room. Carl reached out and took my hand. He pulled me forward until I was standing in front of the Master. He started at my head and ran his fingers slowly all the way down my body. I shuddered. He smiled.

Then he reached up and slowly began unbuttoning my dress. The buttons slipped undone one by one until he was kneeling at my feet undoing the last button. I could already feel myself becoming aroused as I realized that he was going to undress me in front of the Master who was sitting watching us from his seat only a few inches away. He rose from his knees and eased the dress open before slipping it from my shoulders and allowing it to fall to the floor around my feet.

Carl now looked hungrily at my body, displayed in my brief black lace underwear. He licked his lips as he reached out and began to caress my breasts. I could feel his fingers rubbing against my nipples that were already hard and pressing against the lace of my bra cups. I glanced over at the Master and was more than surprised to see that although he was staring at us, he had one of his hands up the nurse's short skirt. She smiled down at him and placed an arm around his shoulders.

Carl reached around me and expertly unclasped my bra. It fell loose and he pulled it away, exposing my breasts and my aroused nipples. He again cupped my breasts in his hands, caressing them gently, softly flicking the nipples. I groaned softly. I loved having my breasts caressed and played with. The he leaned forward and kissed each of my nipples in turn, drawing them into his mouth and caressing them with his tongue. I knew by now that this man was an expert at lovemaking. I was already beginning to feel highly aroused. I had almost forgotten that Geoff was taking pictures of us. All I wanted now was to enjoy the sensation I was feeling as Carl began to enjoy my body.

He slowly slipped down my body, his mouth leaving a wet trail as he kissed his way slowly across my flat stomach. Then he was on his knees in front of me. He nuzzled his mouth against my lightly covered pussy. I groaned louder this time and pressed my mons in his face. I gasped as I felt his finger take hold of the waist band of my brief lace panties. I looked across towards the Master. The nurse was now seated on the chair arm with her short white uniform pulled up her legs and open to almost the waist. I was surprised to see that she was not wearing any underclothes. Her legs were apart and her smooth pussy clearly visible under the bright lights. The Master's fingers were opening her up. She saw me looking and smiled.

Now my panties were slipping over my hips and down my legs. I lifted my feet one at a time and stepped out of them. I knew now that all my delights were exposed to Carl, who was still kneeling at my feet.

Suddenly, I felt the wetness of a tongue lick up the length of my exposed cleft. I cried out as the inquisitive tongue began to probe me, opening me up as it slid inside. It slid upwards and expertly discovered my clit under its protective hood. I cried out and gripped my hands into Carl's hair as he began to stimulate me.

It was only moments before an orgasm shook my body. It was the first of many that I was going to experience that evening. Carl got to his feet and kissed me. I could taste my juices on his mouth. Then he pulled open the tie of his silk wrap and shrugged it off. He stepped away from me, allowing me to see the perfection of his lithe muscular body. But it was his manhood my eyes were drawn to. He was only partly erect but he must have been over ten inches already and growing. He smiled when he saw where I was looking. He took himself in his hands and began to stroke the monster.

Then he stepped towards me, picked me up easily in his arms, and carried me to the large bed. He laid me down on the cool silk sheets, spread my legs, totally exposing my pussy, reached over and cupped the damp bulge of my mons veneris before sliding at least two fingers into my wet pussy. I arched my body toward his hands wanting to feel him deeply inside me. I saw him smile as he slid between my open thighs. He rubbed the head of his cock against the pouting lips of my pussy, then slowly he began to enter me. I groaned and spread my legs wider as I felt him filling me, stretching my pussy walls as he slowly eased his way into my welcoming body.

I clutched at my firm breasts and pulled on my already extended nipples as he began to slowly fuck me. I could feel that he was only half way in, but he already seemed to be filling me to capacity. I wanted to feel more of him, I wanted to take every inch he had to offer. With each thrust of his body, I met it with one of mine, and slowly, centimeter by centimeter, he penetrated deeper into me. I was gasping and crying out. Through water filled eyes, I could see my dark stocking clad legs rising up above his heaving body, the sharp points of my patent leather heels pointing towards the bright lights that illuminated to the watchers every intimate inch of our sweating bodies.

Then I felt him swell even more and I realized he was about to cum. I clung to him as he erupted deep in my body. I felt the cum fill me and then ooze out, running down over my bottom in warm sticky trails. He collapsed on me, gasping for air, but incredibly he was still inside me and still as hard as ever. We lay there enjoying the sensation of our interlocked bodies. After a short time, he seemed to regain his strength, and he began to stroke into me again. This time, with the aid of the extra lubrication, he was able to penetrate me even deeper. This time, when I at last orgasmed, it felt as though I was being ripped apart and I lay there gasping.

I looked up to see Geoff passing me a towel. I smiled at him and rubbed it over my body before wiping between my legs. He smiled at me. "You're doing great," he said. "I'm getting some great pictures." I looked down the bed to where the Master was seated. Now his nurse was naked, her once smart uniform a crumpled heap on the floor. She was lying on her back across his lap, her blond hair brushing the floor. I was amazed to see that one of his hands was up her pussy while the other pawed at her large breasts, the white flesh already streaked with the red marks of his fingers. He looked at us. "I'm not paying you to watch me," he said. "I'm paying to see you get fucked."

Carl smiled at me. "Its back to work, I'm afraid," he said.

This time he moved me into the doggie position, knelt behind me and gripped my thighs as he entered me. He was amazing. We had already fucked twice and he was still as hard as ever. He pounded into me, making my body shake and my breasts dance with the motion of our bodies. From this position, I could see Geoff moving around us taking pictures. As I felt the wonderful cock pounding into my body, I had almost forgotten that Andre was out there watching it all. I wondered what he was making of it, watching me, his young attractive wife, being so well and truly fucked by the handsome hunk of a guy who was attempting to make my pussy a wet honey pot of pleasure.

I lost track of the number of times I orgasmed. I lost track of the number of positions we fucked in. In the end, my pussy was sore, my whole body ached, and I had never felt so sexually satisfied in all my life. I looked at Carl now lying by my side. He was totally spent, his body covered in a sheen of sweat, his cock at last limp lying along his leg, a shadow of its former glory.

I saw Geoff was packing up his camera equipment and that the nurse had managed to get back into her uniform. The Master was sitting in his chair looking at me lying on the bed. "You were very good," he said. "I enjoyed you very much." I managed a weak smile. "If you follow Shirley, my nurse, she will show you to the shower. I am sure you would like to wash yourself." I slid off the bed and Shirley led the way to a well equipped shower room. She turned on the shower. It was one of those with multiple jets. She slipped out of her uniform and stepped in.

"Come on in," she said, "there is plenty of room for the two of us." I stripped off my stockings and suspender belt that I was still wearing, and stepped in and enjoyed the feel of the hot jets on my exhausted body. I was somewhat surprised when Shirley began to wash me. I have never been into women, but it was a nice sensation feeling her gently wash my aching body.

She did not go any further than actually washing me. I'm not sure if I were pleased or not. Actually, at that moment, I don't think I could have taken any more. After we had showered, she passed me a couple of large white towels from a cupboard and we dried ourselves. She told me that she had been the Master's nurse for two years. She enjoyed the work. I looked at her. "Even when he is doing things to you like he was doing tonight?" She smiled. "He is a little gross sometimes," she said, "but I can put up with that. He is a very generous employer. Before I came to work for him, I was on the street. I am a fully trained nurse but I lost my job when I got into drugs, and I finished up on the street. One night he took me off the street and gave me a job here in the house. He got me clear of drugs. When he found out I was a trained nurse, he offered me a job as his nurse."

I looked at her. "That's an incredible story."

She smiled. "So you see, I don't mind the way he treats me. He enjoys himself and he pays me well. I had to do a lot worse things when I was on the street for a lot less than he is paying me."

I picked up my stockings. They were wet from the floor. Shirley looked at them and laughed. "They're not much good now," she said.

I looked at her. "The rest of my clothes are in the other room where Carl dropped them," I said.

She looked at me standing there naked. "Tell you what, let's not bother with any clothes. The Master loves it when I go naked and I'm sure he won't object to seeing you like that."

I looked down at myself and shrugged. "Well, I don't suppose I have anything he hasn't already seen." I grinned. I tidied my hair in the mirror and followed Shirley back into the bedroom. It was empty.

She looked around. "They must have all gone back into the lounge," she said. "Follow me."

We walked back into the brightly lit lounge where the three guys looked up as we entered. I saw a smile cross Geoff's face when he saw us.

Andre, who was standing in front of a great looking selection of food with a chicken leg in his hand, stopped and stared at the sight of the two of us totally naked. The Master, who was back in his wheelchair, nodded his appreciation. "That's what I call a great sight," he said. "Two beautiful women just as they should be, naked."

We made our way over to the food and filled up our plates. I realized that I hadn't eaten since this morning and I was ravenous. I felt wonderfully strange being naked in this situation. I know the guys had seen us naked most of the evening, well, me especially, but that was under different circumstances. Being naked in a social gathering was strange and exciting. I saw Andre was talking to Shirley, his eyes taking in her naked charms as they chatted. I went over and sat beside the Master. He thanked me for my performance, saying that he had enjoyed it very much and asked if I would come and visit him again. I shrugged, "I might," I said.

He smiled. "I would like that very much." He reached out and his hand stroked my leg. I looked over to where Andre was still in deep conversation with the naked Shirley.

I took his hand and gently drew it up until it was just touching my pussy. I parted my legs and he cupped it in his hand and smiled at me, "You are a very exciting woman," he said. I felt his finger slip inside me. He held it there for a moment before he withdrew it and lifted it too his lips. He slipped it into his mouth and sucked on it. "You taste wonderful," he said. "If you ever want to visit me, you would be made most welcome." I smiled at him. "I will certainly think about that," I said.

We stayed for another hour or so, then Shirley came over and told him it was time for bed. He smiled at me. "I've got to do as this young lady tells me," he said with a smile. He propelled himself over to a desk. Opening a drawer, he took out an envelope which he handed to me. "This is for you," he said. "You will find a little bonus and I have a slight favor to ask." I looked at him. "Ask away," I said.

"Carl is waiting outside to take you and Andre home. Would you go home just as you are? I'm sure Carl would enjoy it and the thought of you riding naked in my car would send an old man to bed a happy man."

I looked over at Andre who shrugged. I nodded. "Okay, it's a deal." I said good bye to Geoff and leaned over and kissed the Master. I felt his hands brush across my breasts. Charles gave me a rather peculiar look as I walked out of the door naked, but Carl was pleased to see me and he opened the door with a wide smile.

It was an exciting journey home. As we passed through town, I saw the passersby looking towards the darkened windows of the limo. I wondered what they would have thought if they could see through and see me naked inside. I was lucky when we arrived home. No one was around as I made a quick sprint for our front door, but Andre made me stand there much to Carl's amusement, who was sat watching us from the limo, while Andre searched his pockets for the key.

I waved to Carl as I at last made my way inside. Once inside, Andre looked at me standing there naked. "Did you enjoy your evening?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yes, very much. How was it for you?"

He smiled. "Surprisingly enjoyable. I didn't think I was going to enjoy it, but with you and Shirley performing in front of me, I think I wanked myself silly." I went to him put my arms around his neck and kissed him full on the lips. One hand moved down and I felt at his trouser front. I felt him hard.

I looked at him. "If you don't mind second helpings, I feel I would like some of that," I said, gripping his cock in my hand.

He looked at me in amazement. "After what you have had tonight?" He laughed.

"Well, you know," I said to him, "the more you get the more you want." I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the stairs. He shook his head slowly, smiling to himself, then he slapped me on my bare bottom, lifted me over his shoulder, and carried me up to bed.

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