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"Amber, could you spread your legs and sort of hunker with your hands
on your knees?" That was the line that led me to all of this. I was
married right out of high school, being a chubby girl, I didn't have much
self esteem, and didn't think I was smart enough to go to college. I
married John Tyler right out of school and he left me high and dry after a
year. I didn't think I was pretty, I have very large melon-like tits with
tiny little dark pink nipples that stick out about half an inch and wide
hips and a big round ass. I don't have much of a belly, just a slight
roundness, but to add to all of that, my face is round and pudgy, like a
cute Delta Burke. My exhusband used to tell me that I could look like a
model with my long, rich brown hair, if I would bother to lose weight, he
could have been right, but I have found that quite a few people like my
size and shape, just the way it is. When my John left, we lived in
upper Northwest, in Glover Park, Washington, DC, just a few blocks from
the old Soviet embassy, north of Georgetown. The place was great, but the
memory of him was too strong there. I could smell his aftershave, I found
lengths of his short brownish grey hair, that now erminded me of rabid
half-rat half-weasel fur. I sold the townhouse without telling John, it
was in my name for tax purposes anyway, and bought a small condo in Adams
Morgan, a pretty hip part of town. I sold the house for a very good
amount of money and had more than half left after buying the condo, I knew
I would be fine until I found a job. I got a job as a receptionist, part
time at a graphic art firm around the corner. It paid for all I needed to
pay for, and I wasn't going out at all, depression had set in firmly. I
was spending a good deal of time with my friend Jen, I'd only call her a
good friend until she helped me through the breakup, then it was actually
"best" friend. She had a great insight on the whole thing, telling me
that he would never find anyone else like me, and assuring me that I would
find someone better. I knew it was just talk, faerie tales don't happen
to real people, but it made me feel better anyway. I had fun with her.
She was a wild girl, always wearing next to nothing, talking about these
outrageous sexual adventures and what seemed hundreds of boyfriends. Jen
loved talking about her sexual adventures, not fantasies, just things she
loved doing. I always thought I was too uptight to do anything sexually
outrageous. I had talked to her about being a photographer at some
forgotten party about a year before, right after John and I got married.
Then after we had split, Jen was consoling me, telling me that I should
pursue being a photographer, "The only person keeping you from your dream
is you", she told me over and over again. I finally believed her. I
called around and found a evening photography class. It met every night
during the week and would have an extra photo lab on saturday afternoons.
I signed up for the class and then went and bought a bunch of photo
equipment.
The next monday, I went to class with a new spring in my step. I
actually felt confident about MY abilities, not what a man, a little jerk
of a man, named John Tyler, would hand to me, like a dog sniffing for a
bone. I felt as if I had actually regained part of my own self worth. I
stepped into the class room, only a couple of people were there so far.
One guy with long dark hair, and another very well built guy with a more
conservative "yuppie-do" haircut, and the instructor, who looked a little
like a less rugged Sean Connery, with peircing blue eyes with slight
wrinkles at the corners, golden tanned skin, and a tall, lean, wiry body.
The long-haired guy demanded my attetnion though. His hair was bordering
on black, and his skin was smooth and clean. His eyes were warm looking,
like a smile was always about to burst from his face. Not full of mirth,
just joy, I guess. He was also tall, his body was not thin, but there was
no apparent fat either. 'The Ultimate Alpha Male Human' I thought to
myself, realizing that my eyes had lingered too long on his form. The
class filled up soon after and I discovered that I was the only woman in
the class. The instructor talked about photgraphy for a while, and I was
lost in his talk, everyone including myself had a thousand questions to
ask, it seemed that I was the only novice in the class. After class, the
other students and the instructor assured me that I would quickly learn
all I would need to learn, and anything that I didn't know thay would
explain. I felt good about the class, it had promise, but I still knew I
had a lot more work, and luck coming, before I made it to the point of
making a living, but at least I felt good about myself, for once in my
life.
The next class requirement was to photograph shapes with a
decidedly masculine form. I was out the next day in the afternoon taking
photos of all sorts of things that not necessarily resembled the "form" of
a man, but what symbolized masculinity to me, cars, some of the monuments
with tall spires, a fountain that sat in a square, spewing white arcs of
foam over a pool of water, that seemed alive. I know it sounds strange,
but imagining the masculinity of an object was suitable to get me sexualy
aroused. I can't explain it, sort of like those old movies where two
people are kissing, and then the train goes through a tunnel, or water
splashes their entwined bodies, nothing is seen, but you know exactly what
is happening.
I went to class and the instructor collected our rolls of film
with our names written on them and said he would develop the first rolls
himself. He then told us that a model was going to be in class that day
for us to photgraph. "Tom is a student at one of the local universities,
but tomorrow we will need to do some fashion photography of a female
form," he paused as if it were going to be a precarious step,"We won't
require a 'nude' model, but some of the shots will probably be pretty
risque". He passed around a sheet, a contract for temporary modeling,
basically saying that no photograph will be used in any commercial
venture, etc, blah blah. We took some photos of this guy Tom for ther
rest of the night, he was well built and quite handsome. I got some
closeups of him that I was sure to dream about as I went to sleep that
night. He was completely naked as he went through his poses, his dick
half hard and hanging like a racehorse's. I found myself squeezing my
thighs together, forgetting about the photography, and had to shake some
sense into myself, to finish the roll. My face was red and hot after
class and I got a similar response from between my legs, though much, MUCH
wetter. I took care of that problem before I went to sleep that night,
rubbing my clit with my middle and ring finger, rotating, and clamping my
thighs together for the most sensation, thinking about Jake and Tom,
betting myself that Jake was better built, but agreeing also with myself
that at that level of perfection "better" is just a state of opinion.
The next evening in class it became apparent no one was able to
find a woman who was willing to model for the class. The instructor
stated plainly that the class would have to be postponed indefinitely,
until a model could be hired. We had to show up to class each day for a
week, just to hand in some random photgraphs we were told to take. Mostly
females depicted in statue around the city. I had begun to think about
doing it myself, but I didn't want to bear the laughter I knew I was bound
to get because I wasn't thin. I knew my face was pretty, but I stil felt
too fat to even pretend like I was a model. In the saturday class, I was
struck with an odd sense, like it would be okay for me to pose for the
class, besides, I wouldn't be nude. Each of us showed the photos we had
taken so far. Jake, the guy that had taken me in all manner of ways over
the last few weeks, in my fantasies of course, showed his first. They
were of large women walking down the street, some nude shots that he
explained were his friend. He said she didn't mind personal shots, but
wouldn't do it in front of people, she apparently didn't mind the
photgraphs being shown though. Throughout the day, they all showed their
photographs, most of them were depictions of large women, which shocked
me. "Sexy...exudes soft... sensuality", was what most of the men said,
introducing their own photos. After class I asked the instructor if I
should volunteer to be a model.
"We will need one to continue the class, and since it is summer,
there aren't that many students willing to take their clothes off for
strangers", he said.
"Wait a minute!" I started in quickly, "you told us that no nude
posing would be necessary!" He calmed me down, telling me that he had
planned on nude photography from the beginning, but didn't anticipate any
trouble finding models, but the low attendance of summer classes decreased
the available pool. He assured me that he would not ask me to go further
than I was willing to go. We shook hands and I signed the form and gave
it to him, giving him my sizes for clothing, albeit uncomfortably.
The next monday, I was going to model for the first time in front
of my class. The intructor held my camera, so I would have some pictures
in my portfolio. I went to the changing room, and slipped into this low
cut evening gown. It was forest green and set off my blues eyes and ivory
skin. It was a little tight, well actually I think it was more slinky
than tight, hugging and enhancing all of my curves. I had to take off all
of my underwear because the lines were all too visible, bulging under the
tight silk. The neck was cut very wide with thin little sphagetti straps
and was very loose. Without my bra, my tits hung low and my nipples were
already hard and poking through the thin fabric. A slit up the side came
almost to the top of my thigh. I don't have any varicose veins so it
wasn't nasty looking or anything, if I wasn't blessed with thinness I was
surely blessed with nice skin. I walked on out to the class room and they
were all ready for me. I posed in several positions, all the cameras
snapping and shuttering. After about an hour, we paused for a break. The
instructor asked me into the hall. I had to reapply my makeup, I was
getting very aroused, looking at all the men looking at me, and my face
was breaking out in red splotches from the heat spreading upwards from
between my legs to my neck and face. What a circle! In the hallway, the
instructor asked me if I was willing to get a little more risque with the
way I was posing, or even with the way I was dressed. I was overcome by
all the smiles that I saw from my classmates, and I had to go another
step. They liked, I mean actually liked me posing for them! First to
come was a series of photos the men all took of me while I bent over with
my hands on my knees. My tits hung low and they were all getting very
clear shots of my deep cleavage. I laid down on a matress that was
provided, and they took shots of me with my leg poking through the slit in
the dress, the material barely covering my pussy. I could feel my pussy
start to trickle juice and they were ready for me to change clothes. I
was glad, because I would have been very embarassed if I had stained the
dress with my...juices. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do with the
clothes in the dressing room, they weren't what I usually wear. There was
a miniskirt, a pair of black stockings, and a garter belt, along with a
lace shirt with a detachable bra. I put them on, the stockings only came
to mid thigh, and the skirt didn't even cover my ass. I had planned to
put on my panties, but apparently I had lost them somewhere. I went on
out to the class room and the cameras started snapping again. The
positions they had me stepping into were getting more and more raucous,
bending over so the the skirt popped over my ass, though I was facing them
and nothing "private" was photographed. Eventually I dared to remove the
bra part of the shirt and moved around doing my little dance thing around
the floor. I began to feel my juices running and I called for a break so
I could wipe up the sloppy mess that was building up between my legs. I
was also cursed with that. My pussy juices seemed to flow like a river
when I was very aroused, messing up everything in sight. I went into the
hall, and the instructor asked me if i wanted to go further. I was hot
and was almost sweating, even though it was quite cool in the building. I
said sure, my arousal building even further, until it seemed there was a
constant buzz, coursing through my body, making every nerve tingle and
then hurried off to wipe myself up. I went to the dressing room.

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There
was a lace robe there, cream colored and floor length. I heard a knock on
the door. I called out to the knocker. It was my instructor. He told me
I had to get out quickly so that we could get the shots over quickly. I
asked him what to wear with the robe, he shot back "stockings!" I pulled
off all the clothes and found a white garter and hose on a chair, I pulled
them on quickly, not even thinking about the clothes, just trying to
concentrate on getting them on. I pulled on the white heels that were
there, grabbed the robe and ran out to the class room, pulling the robe
over my nakedness, as I ran down the hall, my thick thighs slapping
together as I ran. I had just pulled the robe around my shoulders as I
entered the classroom, and realized tht it didn't fasten shut, it wouldn't
evn close over my body! What it did cover, it didn't hide. My nipples
were very visible through the basically transparent material. I saw my
pussy and its near baldness. My pubic hair never really grew, leaving me
behind when it passed with these large breasts, but little hair, probably
about four, and only about a quarter inch long. I stood frozen and all
the men started taking pictures right away. I soon loosened up and went
with the flow. I was bending over, letting them get shots at my naked
pussy and spread asscheeks, fifteen cameras flashing and clicking all
around me, I was no longer on the stage, I was laying across tables,
bending over them. Someone asked me to spread my ass cheeks and I did, my
arousal making me outright horny! I kept posing, on my back, kneeling
down. Another asked me to spread my pussy lips. I was already creaming,
dripping onto the floor, down my legs, but was too horny to stop to clean
myself up. The whole insides of my legs were dripping and sloppy with the
fragrant juices of my pussy. I began to play with my self as I posed,
letting cupfuls of my juices run onto the floor and tables where I sat or
lay. I didn't hear any photo snapping for a second while I was rubbing my
clitty with no abandon, and I suddenly sat up to see what they were doing.
The instructor asked me if I would mind doing some soft porn so that the
other students could have them for their personal portfolios. I was so
close to coming, and didn't think it would matter, I couldn't get any more
naked! It began with the instructor, helping me remove the robe. He
pulled down his own pants, as did the rest of the students. I looked
around the room at about twenty beautiful cocks, some hard, some long and
limp. The instructor asked me to kneel down. I did, keeping my eyes on
the lower half of the whole room. I kept swallowing hard because my mouth
was watering out of control along with my pussy. The instructor asked me
to kiss his penis. I kissed his penis right on the tip, the other
students circling around us getting closeup shots of my lips on the very
head of his dick. A student stepped up and I did the same, again more
shots. Jake was next. I kissed his cock while the others took photos,
the intructor with my own camera, I knew I would cherish those pictures
forever. As soon as I saw the instructor with my camera, getting ready to
push the button down, I opened my mouth and swallowed as much of Jake's
cock as I could, which was only half way. He let out a gasp of surprise,
but didn't move. I moved my lips up and down his cock while shots were
being taken, and then another student stepped up. I could only see cock
and sucked it into my mouth as well. I tasted every cock in the classroom
even the instructor and the first student, who came back after their first
turn. I was asked to get on my hands and knees, and this time Jake was
the first to step up behind me. I spread my legs wide, pushing my ass
into the air while holding myself up with my elbows. Jake rested his cock
in my fleshy plump asscheeks, and shots were taken around us. He moved
his cock down so that it was resting right at the opening of my sloppy
pussy. Again shots were taken. I moaned quietly, wanting him. I could
feel his throbbing cock pulsating at the opening of my pussy, and I
couldn't help myself, I pushed back as hard as I could, implaing myself on
his long hard cock, meeting no resistance in my wet cunt. I let out a
long low moan, and Jake started pumping in and out of me. I was lost to
my pleasure when I felt a hand on my chin. I opened my eyes a bit and saw
a cock right in front of my mouth. I sunk the cock into my mouth and
sucked it deep while my cunt was drilled by Jake. Jake pulled out and I
felt drips of warm come splattering my back, and soon I felt another cock
pushing into my open cunt. The guy I was sucking on pulled out and
another cock took its place. The cock in my pussy pulled out and again I
felt warm come splattering across my asshole. I was lifted to my feet and
was made to kneel down again, this time upright with a cock buried in my
pussy. I pumped the cock and a cock slid into my open mouth. I fucked
the cock I sat on and soon came hard, huge amounts of pussy juice squirted
out from my cunt, and I would have collapsed right there, but hands held
me up. The guy I was fucking yelled "I'm coming!", and hands pulled me
off of him and I opened my eyes just as gobs of come came spraying across
my tits and neck. I lay down on my back and a cock slipped right into my
cunt. Someone knelt over my face and shoved his cock into my mouth, and
still another straddled my chest and wrapped his hands around my tits and
slipped his cock into my very ample cleavage. He slipped and slid,
caressing and pinching my sensitive nipples until he came across my neck,
the warm goo pulsating out of his cock like a warm hose leaving me with a
priceless necklace of liquid pearl. When he got off of me, the guy in my
cunt pulled out and shot his come across my belly. Two mouths closed on
my nipples and hands simultaneously carressed and mauled my large tits.
Another cock was in my cunt, but my mouth was left alone. the hands and
mouths kept working on my tits, and I came again, this time straightening
rigid, and screaming through clenched teeth. I was still coming when the
cock in my dripping pussy pulled out and shot his warm load across my bare
pussy lips. Not even a heartbeat passed when another cock slipped into my
pussy, and drove me towards another orgasm. As soon as the cock in my
pussy shot his load all over my cunt, I was lifted to my feet. Arms
supported me stumbling across the floor. I kept my eyes closed, mostly
because I was still feeling the after effects of coming and I didn't want
to lose any of it, I thought it was over then. I heard noises for a while
and then I was laid down on something cold. I opened my eyes and I was
laying on a huge plastic sheet! I looked up and several of the men had
bottles of olive oil in hand. I laid there and they poured the
surpisingly warm liquid all over me, mixing and migling it with the come
that was splattered all over me. I squirmed because it half tickled, half
felt great. The hands and fingers left no part of me unviolated. Fingers
slipped into my ass and pussy at the same time, rubbing the tips together
inside me, first one finger in my ass, then two, then three, as my
moan/scream rose in pitch. Quick rubbing on my clit while the fingers
were buried in my ass drove me to another orgasm. Before I could figure
out what was going on, I was straddling a cock and another cock was
pushing its way into my ass. I looked down and it was Jake, oil spread
all over his body, his muscles gleaming. I fucked him while the cock at
my asshole tried to push in further. I couldn't take him at first, I was
moaning loudly, at the half pain, half intense pleasure of the cockhead,
just past the entrance, and then in one quick thrust he was all the way in
me, where he stayed for a second letting me get adjusted to his presence.
I sat still, impaled on the two cocks, half of me wanting to scream in
pain, the other half wanting to scream in pure ecstacy. I felt like a
virgin again, the two dicks in me began pumping, and that was all I needed
to push me into another orgasm, that threatened to take my conciousness
when it finally passed. The guy in my ass came not long after I did, and
pulled out, I felt his come running out, and another guy plunged into my
backdoor. Jake held up while the other students took turns on my ass, and
taking photos of me in this position. I came a number of times, not even
knowing how many times I had been fucked. My ass was tingling with
pleasure, and my pussy was still squirting its juices, and felt like it
was on fire. I touched my clitty with my finger and went off into another
orgasm. I laid there on the floor while all the students gathered their
equipment, got dressed, took a few parting shots of me laying sprawled and
spent on the floor, and left. Jake and the instructor stayed behind.
Jake helped me to my feet, and I stood shaking on wobbly knees. "Amber,
do you need any help?" I heard through the fog of my pleasure. "No." I
responded to Jake or the instructor. I heard other voices, that sounded
kind of like "I'll be down in my office, let me know when you leave so I
can lock the door" Jake offered me a ride home, I told him I lived right
around the corner. He asked me if I wanted to go out. And I asked him if
he meant in my condition. I went back to the dressing room and collected
myself. I had some of the coffee that the instructor had put on earlier,
and had about three cups. When I was back to myself, I was amazed that so
many men had fucked me, my pussy was kind of sore, a lot less than I had
expected, but it seemed that my arousal had not faded any, I was still as
horny as I was before all this had happened! I had to get out of there.
I looked around for my clothes. My purse was there, but none of my
clothes were. Not even any of the other clothes were except for the lace
robe. I rummaged around until I found a fraying and dry rotted t-shirt,
but it was clothing and it was clean. I pulled it on carefully, a few
threads snapping on my tits, reaching to just below my belly button, and
then pulled on the lace robe. I cleaned myself as best as I could and
then picked up my purse and walked out to go home. I thought that Jake
was long gone, he was hot and could have any woman he wanted, I knew that
he had no reason to want me. I walked out, almost ready to brave the few
feet to my apartment with my plump ass and pussy on display, when I passed
the classroom. Jake stepped out just as I was going by! He asked me if
we were still on for that date he asked me about. He seemed like a
nervous little boy, it was so adorable, no one had ever acted like that
around me. I told him sure and then told him I needed to go get some
clothes in my apartment first. We walked out of the building and I turned
towards my building and he turned the other way, I told him that the
building just around the corner was my building. Well, my keys were in my
pants, and I had to call my friend Jen for a spare one. Jake waited by
the curb, just out of hearing range, while I told Jen what had happened
that night. Jen seemed just as excited as I was. I asked Jake if he
could give me a lfit to her house. He said sure! He told me about
himself. He is a professional photographer who was taking that class to
keep up with current technologies. He works for himself, admitedly mostly
doing weddings and baby pictures. We got to Jen's house and I went up to
get the key to my place. After I got inside, Penny, Jen, and Jewel all
commented on the way I was dressed. It wasn't until then that I realized
just how naked I was. They were all wearing unusual clothing (in that
they hardly ever wear clothing in their house) t-shirts and shorts, Jen
was the only one in her bra, stockings and panties. I told them all about
that night, telling them about Jake's long brown hair and firm muscled
chest, and deep set electric blue eyes, and I even mentioned his very
large cock. Jen was the one who asked me to describe exact lenght as she
held her hands apart asking me to adjust them. They asked me if they
could meet him, I said sure. I started walking to the door to ask him in,
and they all stripped, Jewel was the quickest, pulling off all her
clothes, and stuffing them under the couch, Penny took off her shorts and
t-shirt, leaving her in a lace halfshirt and a miniscule g-string, and Jen
just took off her panties. They quickly hid clothing and I waved for Jake
to come in. He came in and his face went red from shock. The other three
girls fawned over him, and he blushed and giggled at the attention,
playing the perfect gentleman, trying not to touch ANYTHING. After about
ten minutes, I asked him if I could talk to him. We went up to Jen's
room, he was trying to make his cock go down, pressing on it through his
pants, and I sat him down and explained to him that I wanted to date him,
I explained my sexual history before that night, I had slept with only two
men, one in high school, a lesson in heavy petting (what was that line in
Rocky Horror?) but I was a virgin when I got married just after high
school. I explained that I wanted to experiment with sex, but that I
wanted him in my life. I was ready to be rejected, but he wanted me too!
We went downstairs and he drove me back home. He came up with me and we
fell asleep in each other's arms. Sometime in the middle of the night, I
woke up and Jake was fucking me. I was wet and it felt really good. I
came with only a light moan, I didn't have enough energy for anything
else, and then I fell back asleep. I woke up and Jake was gone, leaving
me with a note with his office number, beeper number, email address, and
his home and car phone. He wrote that he had about three hours of shoots
to do that day and would call me as soon as he was done, and that I should
call if I wanted to. I decided to go back to sleep, but I felt like I had
woken a monster the night before, my pussy was tingling and I wanted to
have sex, not just sex, I wanted what had happened the night before! I
had never felt so much pleasure in my life, and I wanted it again, and
feeling some pity on the ex of mine, missing the blossoming of his ugly
duckling ex-wife. I settled for two bouts of my fingers against my clit,
and then fell asleep. When I woke up again, I didn't bother to put on
clothes. I made some coffee, checked the time, 3:00. I called the
company I worked for and asked them if they needed anything, I don't work
Tuesdays normally, but I usually call just to see if they need help with a
rush job or something. They didn't so I cleaned up my apartment. Jake
called soon after. He asked me if he could see me that night. I was
supposed to go drinking with Jen, but I invited him along. I called Jen
to see if that would be alright, and she was more than eager. She said,
"can we play around?" I asked what she meant, but she wouldn't say
anymore. She asked if Penny and Jewel could come. I had no problem.
[To be continued......maybe.]