slutty model

My name is Meixin, I'm nineteen years old, and I graduated from a business school. I'm 1.60 meters tall, with a baby face, a well-proportioned figure, and smooth, delicate skin. I have a pair of full, fair breasts, and especially two long, slender, snow-white legs. I know I'm quite lewd; a few close friends call me a little slut in private. Actually, I just occasionally can't control my sexual desires and often need to masturbate to release them a little. It's strange that people say such unpleasant things... Maybe it's due to my constitution; sometimes my body just goes out of control, and I often get excited for no reason! I
've been unemployed for quite a while since graduating. Because I don't have any special skills, finding a technical job is unlikely; I can only do some service-related work. To earn enough for tuition and living expenses within three months, I need a monthly salary of over 30,000 yuan, and given how much I spend, it seems difficult to find a job... Being a print model is the job I most want, but the location is a bit remote, in a rather secluded apartment building... Perhaps this is more suitable for taking photos, I thought.
A long-haired man, probably in his early forties, answered the door; everyone called him Manager Chen. Knowing I was there for a job interview, he smiled and invited me in. The room was a bit messy; I guess artists are generally less formal.
"We're a modeling agency. Several companies have regular contracts with us and want us to provide models. Could you change into a few outfits and take some photos for our clients?" the long-haired man said with a slightly wicked smile.
"You definitely need to take several sets of photos to attract clients. We can help you find more scenarios," Manager Chen replied.
I knew this was for the official photos, so I went with Manager Chen to the photo studio. There happened to be a professional photographer available to take my picture, so I hired him. This male photographer was in his thirties, with long hair, and looked quite professional.
His assistant did my makeup first, and then the photographer, his female assistant, and I went to the basement to start the photoshoot. There were only the photographer, his female assistant, and me on set, so the shoot was exceptionally relaxed. After shooting two sets of photos, I rested for a while. The photographer said I looked good and was willing to provide me with the studio's clothing, hoping I could take more photos. I thought it wouldn't hurt to take more, since my assistant could help me change clothes, and the clothes were readily available, so I readily agreed.
While shooting, the photographer praised my figure and the richness of my expressions, suggesting I take some more revealing photos to truly capture my perfect figure.
I thought about it for a moment and said okay. As a professional model, I shouldn't reject any kind of role, even if it means making a sacrifice. So I took off my top, leaving only my bra on. Since it was the first time I'd undressed in front of strangers other than my boyfriend, I felt a little tingly all over. After shooting for a while, the photographer gestured for me to take off my skirt, so I did, leaving only my bra and panties. It was
the first time I'd worn so little and been exposed to strange men, and I felt a little embarrassed, but also a bit excited and tingly inside—a feeling I'd never experienced before in my life. The flash went off a few times, and the photographer said that a beautiful woman should perfectly showcase her figure, so he told me to take off my bra. Since we were going to leave a perfect record, why not go all the way? Maybe there wouldn't be another chance, and besides, there weren't any other people around. So I slowly took off my bra, revealing my 34C breasts.
The photographer froze for a moment, then started frantically pressing the shutter. Manager Chen looked quite surprised as well. At that moment, a huge change was happening inside me. Waves of tingling sensations were washing over me, my heart was racing, and my whole body was heating up, giving me an unprecedented pleasure. Perhaps this was my true nature.
The photographer, admiring my performance, gestured for me to take off my last piece of clothing, my underwear. Oh my god! Wasn't I completely naked? Being naked in front of a strange man was something I had never done before. I guess I was already a little excited, plus I had a desire to be seen by a man. The thick pubic hair made the photographer's expression even more surprised, but the more surprised he was, the more excited I became. This was the real me.
After posing in many positions, the photographer said, "Let's leave a perfect record of your vulva!" While admiring my poses, the photographer asked if I was willing to pose for even bolder, more sensual shots. I nodded, turned around, took off my underwear, and struck various poses for the photographer.
Seeing my high level of cooperation, the photographer offered to provide me with a variety of extremely sexy and provocative lingerie. I figured that since I was going to be a model, I couldn't not wear some eye-catching lingerie to accentuate my figure. With the help of my assistant, I changed into different sets, posing more boldly for the camera, just to capture my most sensual side.
I felt my vagina getting wet, my whole body burning, and the pleasure and stimulation continuously assaulting me. My inner desire made it impossible for me to refuse, because I didn't want this unprecedented pleasure to end so quickly. Lust gradually overwhelmed my reason, and I ignored the photographer's presence.
My movements became bolder and bolder. I changed into several sets of sexy lingerie, slowly putting on each one and striking sexy poses, just to show my most alluring charm in front of the camera. And depending on the scene, I struck extremely lewd poses, as if I were a bitch craving to be fucked.
I caressed my breasts, my vulva wide open for photos, occasionally making provocative expressions, sure to look incredibly lewd. My vagina was already soaking wet, feeling intensely itchy inside, my labia majora and minora swollen and engorged with blood from excitement. I really wanted something to fill my vagina.
At this moment, the photographer persuaded me to take some nude photos showcasing my true, sensual side. I nodded, and the photographer brought out a spring mattress from the basement storage room, asking Manager Chen to wait a moment. The photographer's eyes were fixed on my naked body, praising my figure, saying it was even better than a Playboy cover girl. Unexpectedly, Manager Chen's crotch bulged, and I knew he couldn't resist either. I said, "You'll see something even better in a moment."
By this time, the spring mattress was already in place. The photographer told me to lie on the bed and spread my legs, which I slowly did as instructed. I never imagined I would make such a bold move; I realized how lewd I truly was.
With my eyes closed, my hands, through my sexy lingerie, caressed my breasts. I opened my legs and touched my labia. I was already an animal in heat; lust and carnal desire made me unable to control my actions. I wanted to enjoy this tingling pleasure. I automatically parted my labia majora, allowing the photographer to clearly capture my private parts. After a while, I parted my labia minora and raised my legs high. It was a very shameful position, but I couldn't control myself. At this moment, I just wanted to capture my true self!
The photographer could tell that I was overly excited and probably wanted more, so he asked if I was a virgin. I shook my head. He wanted to find other male models to highlight my sexiness. I nodded with my eyes closed. He pressed the walkie-talkie, called someone down, and told me to take advantage of the day to caress and record with other men so I wouldn't have any regrets later. The photographer assured me that it was just posing and there would be no inappropriate behavior. Actually, I was highly sexually aroused and desperately wanted a man to satisfy my long-dormant sexual needs. I knew I was extremely excited and in a dangerous situation, certain to be raped, but I was completely out of control and at his mercy.
A male model, about 30 years old, appeared. The photographer wanted me to arouse him, to pose in various seductive ways to stimulate his reaction. I didn't know what to do. The photographer told me to change into several more sexy, more transparent, and more figure-flattering lingerie sets, to use him as the object of my desire to arouse his lust. I nodded, and in front of him, I spread my legs, parted my labia majora, and made obscene gestures with my fingers, like a bitch waiting to be fucked.
The male model reacted. He walked to the edge of the bed and took off his clothes. His penis was long, with a prominent glans. He asked me to give him oral sex, to suck his penis, but I was too scared. So he grabbed my head and forced his penis into my mouth. The feeling was amazing!
He told me to move my mouth, and I could only do as he said, unable to resist. I silently moved my mouth against his penis, while the photographer kept reminding me to look at the camera with more passion and affection, so that he could capture a beautiful moment.
After a few minutes of oral sex, his penis became very hard. He withdrew it and prepared to attack me. He gently kissed my lips and put his tongue into my mouth, caressing my breasts. My tongue involuntarily intertwined with his, and the photographer continued to take pictures.
After a while, he continued to rub my breasts with his hands. It felt like the cells in my body were exploding; my body had completely melted. He began to suck on my already erect breasts, and intense sensations rushed to my mind. When he gently bit my nipple, I completely surrendered! I couldn't stop myself. My vagina was itchy, and I wanted it more and more.
The male model finally attacked my labia. He kept licking my labia and erect breasts. My pink nipples were hard, and my vaginal fluids were overflowing; it couldn't be wetter. The photographer kept pressing the shutter. I already knew what was going to happen next, but I had no power to avoid it.
Next, the male lead spread my legs apart. He stroked my labia with his hands and inserted his fingers into my vagina, thrusting them in and out. Once he was sure I was wet, he was about to have sex with me. He praised the shape and color of my vulva while rubbing his glans against my labia.
The photographer told the male lead, "Just do the action outside the opening so I can film."
The male lead was initially well-behaved, but after a while, he pushed his glans into my vagina, but his penis was still outside. The male lead's penis was very thick, and my vagina felt swollen and painful, but it aroused me greatly. I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure of my vagina being expanded by a hard object, but I kept waiting for someone to stop me.
But the male lead didn't want to stop and continued to thrust.
"Ah...no...no...no...fuck me...ah...ah..." I cried out. The photographer seized the opportunity and continued to capture his shots, watching as I was about to be fucked by this man.
The male protagonist kissed my firm, pink nipples, then placed my legs on his shoulders, spreading them wide. He pressed down on me; his penis was enormous, the glans stretching my vagina wide open. My vagina was already dripping wet, and his penis smoothly penetrated two-thirds of the way in, reaching right to my clitoris. This made my body tremble.
My vagina was being constantly expanded by the male protagonist's penis; I felt a slight throbbing pain, but also a strange pleasure. I couldn't help but let out some sounds; I couldn't distinguish between pain and pleasure. Because my vagina was already soaked, the male model's penis slid in smoothly. My vagina was completely filled with his penis; this extremely intense pleasure was something I had longed for.
His thrusting technique was excellent, as if he had been trained. At first, he would pull out an inch or two and then thrust back in, then pull out more and more, until finally, with each pull out, he would pull his penis all the way to the entrance of my vagina, then plunge it in, slamming it all the way into the depths of my vagina.
Soon I started moaning: "Ah...ah...ah...your cock is so big...so deep...it feels so good...ah...thrust harder...ah...ah...thrust harder...ah..."
The male model laughed and said, "You said it, you little slut, don't regret it." He then pressed his waist down hard, this time inserting his entire penis into my vagina.
I kept moaning: "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...harder...ah...thrust me...ah..." I kept moaning and groaning.
My vaginal fluids gushed out like a hot spring from an unseen place, soaking both of our genitals and the carpet under my buttocks.
The male model fucked even harder, he made me change the position, lying on my stomach so he could penetrate me. He increased the speed of his thrusts, his thick penis moving in and out of my vagina quickly, stirring up the vaginal fluids and making "splashing" sounds.
I kept moaning, "Mmm...mmm...mmm...so good...you...are...making...me feel so good...so happy...mmm...mmm...it's so good...yes...faster...so...so good...you're going to break me...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...good brother...fuck me to death...I'm going to die...fuck me harder...I'm going to die...ah...oh..."
My expression changed from pain to pleasure, my hair, already wet with sweat, clung to my forehead, a lewd smile playing on my lips, as I vigorously rubbed my breasts with my hands. Moaning, "
Good...faster...big cock feels so good...oh...hum...go in a little deeper...oh...it's in my uterus...no...ah!..."
My breathing became increasingly rapid, and my moans quickened with the frequency of the male model's thrusts: "
hum...hum...oh...so good...you...are making...me feel so good...oh...oh...I can't take it anymore...I can't take it anymore...no...ah...ah...ah..." With a long scream, I finally reached orgasm, my hands clenched into fists, my nails turning white from the force.
At this moment, the male model was also reaching his final sprint, his sphincter contracting violently, preparing to shoot the semen that had been accumulating at his entrance deep into my wet vagina. After a series of violent thrusts, he hugged my body tightly and moaned, his buttocks trembling as he poured a large amount of semen into my vagina. The male model's penis gradually softened and finally withdrew from my vagina.
I lay naked on the spring mattress, white semen slowly flowing from my bright red vulva, mixed with our bodily fluids, with curly pubic hair floating on top. A small waterfall of semen overflowed from my vagina between my labia majora, flowing down my anus and onto the bed. My eyes were closed, my mouth slightly open, and my chest heaving.
The photographer didn't miss a single shot. I remained lying on my back, a happy and satisfied smile on my face. This erotic scene made the photographer's blood boil.
I quietly savored the thrill of the orgasm. After a long while, I finally managed to pull myself out of the male model's arms and stand up. As soon as I stepped onto the ground, the semen that had accumulated in my vagina liquefied into a thin, pale white liquid, trickling down my thighs. The female assistant quickly grabbed two tissues from the dressing table and dabbed them at my vaginal opening, soaking them instantly. She tossed them into the trash can, grabbed two more to cover my mouth, and headed to the bathroom. As soon as I stepped out of the studio, I saw Manager Chen already sitting on the sofa, and I froze for a moment.
Realizing I was naked, covered in filth, and utterly disheveled, and remembering what had just happened—which he had obviously overheard—my face flushed crimson. Seeing me standing blankly at the doorway, my hair disheveled, cheeks flushed, and two long, white, sticky streaks running down my inner thighs to my knees, with traces of fluid seeping from between my fingers, even an idiot like me would understand what had happened. I think he must have seen it all, and he was probably jealous, even regretting his decision. But thinking the bigger picture was more important, he pretended nothing was wrong and said, "Go wash up in the bathroom," before turning to the photographer to continue our conversation.
I got dressed and met the photographer on the first floor. Manager Chen told him to call him when the negatives were developed and not to handle them through anyone else.

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