Becoming a model after graduating from university

Because
I don't have any special skills, finding a technical job is unlikely; I can only do service-related work. My name is Meixin, I'm 19
years old, and I graduated from a business school. I'm 1.60 meters tall, have a baby face, a well-proportioned figure, and smooth, delicate skin. I have a pair of full, white 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 some tension. It's strange how people describe me like that… Maybe it's my constitution; sometimes my body just doesn't cooperate, and I often
get excited for no reason! I've been unemployed for quite a while since graduating. To earn enough for tuition and living expenses within three months, I need a monthly salary of over
30,000 yuan . Plus, I'm a big spender, so it seems difficult to find a job… Being a print model is my dream job, 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 figured artists were probably 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? We need to
show them to our clients," the long-haired man said with a slightly wicked smile. "You definitely need to take a few sets of photos to attract clients. We can help you find more cases
," Manager Chen replied. I knew these were for promotional photos, so I went with Manager Chen to the photo studio. Luckily, a professional photographer was available and could take
my picture, so I hired him. This photographer was in his thirties, had long hair, and looked quite professional.

My assistant did my makeup first, and then the photographer, his female assistant, and I went to the basement to start the photoshoot. Since it was just the photographer,
his female assistant, and me on set, the shoot was very relaxed. After shooting two sets of photos, I rested for a while. The photographer said I looked good and was willing to provide 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 expressive poses, suggesting I take some more revealing photos
to truly capture my perfect figure. I thought about it and said okay. As a professional model, I shouldn't reject any role, even if it means
making a sacrifice . So I took off my top, leaving only my bra on. It was the first time I'd undressed in front of strangers other than my boyfriend,
and I felt a little tingly. 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 ever dressed so scantily and been exposed to so many strange men. I was genuinely embarrassed, but also felt a thrill and a tingling sensation inside—a feeling I'd
never experienced before. The flash went off a few times, and the photographer said that beautiful women should perfectly showcase their figures, so he told me to take off my bra.
Since were going to capture the perfect moment, why not go all the way? There might not be another chance, and besides, there weren't many other people around. So I slowly
took off my bra, revealing my 34C breasts. The photographer paused for a moment, then started snapping away. Manager Chen looked quite surprised. At that moment,
a huge change was happening inside me. Waves of tingling sensations washed over me, my heart raced, and my whole body felt hot, 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! Was I completely naked?
Being naked in front of strange men was something I'd never done before. I guess I was already a little excited, plus I had a desire to be seen by men. The thick pubic hair made
the photographer 's expression even more surprised, but the more surprised he was, the more excited I became. So this was the real me. After posing in many positions, the photographer said, "Let's
leave a perfect record of my vulva!" While praising me, the photographer asked if I would like to have more daring and stunning shots taken! I nodded, turned around, took off my underwear, and
posed in various ways for the photographer to take pictures.

Seeing my high level of cooperation, the photographer offered to provide me with a variety of extremely sexy and provocative lingerie. I figured that if I was going to be a model, I needed to wear
eye-catching lingerie to accentuate my figure. With the help of my assistant, I changed into outfit after outfit. Under the camera's lens, I posed more boldly, striking various seductive poses, all
to capture my most alluring side. I felt my vagina wet, my whole body burning, the pleasure and stimulation continuously assaulting me. My inner desires made it impossible for me to resist;
I didn't want this unprecedented pleasure to end so quickly. Lust gradually overwhelmed my reason, and I became oblivious to the photographer's presence. My movements
became increasingly daring. I changed into several sets of sexy lingerie, slowly putting on each one and striking sexy poses, all to display my most captivating
charm in front of the camera. 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, erotic expressions. My vagina was soaking wet, it felt incredibly itchy inside, and my labia majora and minora were swollen and engorged
with blood . I really wanted something to fill my vagina. At this moment, the photographer persuaded me to take some nude photos that showed 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 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 in place. The photographer told me to lie on the bed and spread my legs, which I slowly did. I never thought I would
make such a bold move; I realized how lewd I 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 only 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. Did he want 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 this day to caress and record 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 experiencing a surge in libido, desperately hoping a man would soothe my
long- dormant sexual desires. I knew I was extremely aroused and in a dangerous situation, certain to be raped, but I was completely out of control and
at his mercy. A male model, around 30 years old, appeared. The photographer wanted me to arouse his passion, instructing me to strike various seductive poses
to stimulate his reaction. I didn't know what to do. The photographer wanted me to change into several more sexy, transparent, and figure-flattering lingerie sets, treating him as
the object of my desire to seduce and arouse his lust.

I nodded, and in front of him, I spread my legs, parted my labia, 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, the glans protruding. He told 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. The photographer kept reminding me to be more passionate, to look at the camera more tenderly, so he could capture a beautiful shot. After a few minutes of my
oral sex, his penis became very hard. He pulled it out and began to attack me. He kissed my lips gently and put
his tongue into my mouth, caressing my breasts. My tongue involuntarily intertwined with his, and the photographer continued to take pictures. A while later, he
continued to rub my breasts with his hands. It felt like my cells were exploding; my body was completely melting. He began sucking on my already erect breasts. The
intense sensation rushed to my mind. When he gently bit my nipple, I completely surrendered; I couldn't stop. 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
juices were flowing freely; my vagina was soaking wet. Next, the male protagonist spread my legs. He stroked my labia with his hands and inserted his fingers into
my vagina, pumping them in and out. Once he was sure I was completely wet, he was about to have sex with me.

He complimented the shape and color of my vulva while rubbing his glans against my labia. The photographer told the male leads, "Just pose outside the opening
so I can film." The male lead was initially well-behaved, but soon he pushed his glans into my vagina, though his penis remained outside. The male lead's penis was very
large, 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 was
secretly waiting for my husband to stop. However, the male lead didn't want to stop and continued to thrust. "Ah...no...no...no...don't...fuck me...ah...
ah..." I cried out, and the photographer seized the opportunity to continue capturing 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 wide open. My vagina was already dripping with lustful fluids. His penis smoothly penetrated two-thirds of the way in, reaching right to my clitoris. This made my body tremble.

His thrusting technique was excellent, as if he had been trained. At first, he would pull out an inch or two and then thrust it back in, but later he pulled 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 the entire length 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." After saying that, he pressed his waist down hard again, this time inserting his entire penis into my vagina. "Ah...ah
...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...harder...ah...thrust me...ah..." I kept moaning and groaning. My vaginal fluid gushed out from
an , soaking both of our genitals and the carpet under her buttocks. The male model became even more enthusiastic. He wanted me to
change positions, lying face down so he could penetrate me. He increased the speed of his thrusts, his thick penis moving in and out of my vagina rapidly, churning the wetness with
a "splashing" sound. 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 ...it's so big...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 smile playing on my lips, as I vigorously rubbed my breasts with my hands. As I groaned, "Good
...faster...big cock is so good...oh...hum...go in a little more...oh...it's in my uterus...no...ah!..." My breathing became more and more 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 had reached his final sprint. His sphincter contracted violently, preparing to ejaculate the semen that had been accumulating at his cervix
deep into my wet vagina. With a violent convulsion, he clung to my body, groaned, and his buttocks trembled and twitched as he
poured a large amount of semen into my vagina. The male model's penis gradually softened and finally withdrew from my vulva. I lay naked on the spring bed,
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 , 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 climax , and after a long while, I finally managed to pull myself out of the male model's arms and stand up. The moment my feet touched the ground, the semen that had accumulated in my vagina
liquefied into a thin, pale, rice-water-like liquid, streaming down my thighs. My female assistant quickly grabbed two tissues from the dressing table and applied them to my vaginal
opening, soaking it instantly. She tossed them into the trash can, grabbed two more to cover her face, and headed for 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, my groin covered in filth, and utterly disheveled, and remembering what had just happened—which he had obviously
overheard—my face flushed crimson. When Manager Chen saw me standing blankly at the doorway, my hair disheveled, cheeks flushed, and two
long, white, sticky streaks hanging from my inner thighs down to my knees, with traces of fluid seeping from my vulva through my fingers, even an idiot like me would remember what had happened earlier. I think
he must have seen it all, and he was jealous, even regretting his decision. But thinking the bigger picture was more important, he pretended nothing was wrong and said to me, "Why don't you go
wash up ?" He then turned to the photographer and continued their 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. My face turned bright red. When Manager Chen saw me standing blankly at the doorway, my hair disheveled, cheeks flushed, and two long, white, sticky streaks hanging from my inner thighs down to my knees, with traces of fluid seeping from my vulva through my fingers, even an idiot like me would remember what had happened earlier. I think he must have seen it all, and he was jealous, even regretting his decision. But thinking that the bigger picture was more important, I pretended nothing was wrong and said to me, "Go wash up in the bathroom?" I turned to the photographer and continued our conversation. I got dressed and met the photographer on the first floor. Manager Chen told him to call him to pick up the negatives when they were developed and not to let anyone else handle them.

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