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Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: New Story: Janet's Job (mmmf, wife)
From: an163850@anon.penet.fi
Date: Wed, 13 Sep 1995 12:42:52 UTC

   
Standard Disclaimer :   
   
This story contains material of adult nature.  Please do not read
any further if this offends you or if you are underaged.
  
  
  
  
by Erostyle  
  
  
Janet's Job


     My whole body tingled with excitement as I removed the robe
in front of the class.  The eyes of twenty students, both male
and female absorbed every inch of my body.  I searched out the
ones that lusted for my body.  That included most of the men.  A
few of the guys were serious artists and they didn't see my body
as an object of their sexual desires.  This was my third session
for this class.  Those that came only to see a naked woman kept
staring at my pubic mound hoping to get a glimpse of my vaginal
lips.  But I knew how to model without exposing the hot pink lips
until later when I would give them an accidental view that would
rush their blood into their starved sexual organs.  My well
proportioned and shaped breasts were another focal point where
mosts eyes met.  My nipples always hardened when I modeled.  They
were also some that admired my long legs and tight buttocks.

     My husband is very supportive of my job.  Yes, I am married.
He does get a kick of knowing that men view my naked body.  We
have lost some friends because of this.  Those that remain do not
make it a big deal but the husbands do secretly wish that they
could also feast on my body being willingly exposed to make a
living.  No one has yet made such a bold move as enrolling in
these classes.
     I have also done private work.  That was where life became
interesting.  I have done things that I have not told my husband.
The money was good but most of all I enjoyed it.  I remembered
one rich kid about 17 years old got my number and called me for a
private modeling.  I gave him my rates and the deal was set.  I
went to his handsome home.  His parents were out of town.  I went
to his room and was surprised to find his two friends there.  I
usually do not do private work for an audience but I let it slide
this time.  I'm sure they all pitched in for this treat.
     The friends couldn't hold their excitement but the kid was
cool.  They kept eyeing me but wouldn't hold eye contact.  After
receiving the money I asked them where I could undress.  It
didn't surprise me that they were no drawing paraphernalia. 
However I noticed the all too familiar polaroid camera.  I was
also not surprised that I should undress in their presence.  The
kid seemed to have had sexual experiences but his friends were
definitely virgins who would masturbate several times a day over
a beat up Playboy magazine that they hid in their rooms.  Even
before starting, their erections were clearly visible.  I wore a
dress that day.  I turned my back to them and pulled down my
zipper.  I'm sure their hearts were beating fast. The sight of my
bar strap would probably further strain their erections in their
pants.  I let the dress fall.  They could see my pink cotton
panties and my white lace bra.  I still wore my pumps.  When I
turned around, their tongues were literally hanging out.  I don't
know if they could hold their erections in their pants any longer
but I unhooked my bra.  They probably couldn't believe they were
seeing a live 27 years old naked woman.  Three pairs of eyes were
glued to my mammaries.  I let them sway slightly.  With my eyes
glazing into their eyes I bent forward and removed the last piece
of clothing I wore.  For their pleasure, I did a turn around.
     The kid picked up the polaroid camera.  I told them that I
wouldn't let them keep any pictures with my face showing.  They
agreed.  The kid had nerve.  He said, "Spread your legs wide
open."
     I sat down on a chair with my legs together.  He was ready
to shoot with the camera.  Ever so slowly, I lifted my knees up
and spread my legs exposing my love hole to them.  He clicked his

first picture.  I felt generous that day.  I got my hands down
there and spread apart the vaginal lips for them.  He quickly got
another picture in.
     "What do you want me to do?" I asked them.  The kid said to
just walk around and act natural.  So I stood up and walked
around the room looking at his posters and CD collection.  I
could be so comfortable in the nude with people watching me that
I put them at ease.  We started having a regular conversation and
his friends also opened up with a few sentences here and there. 
I found out who was the most desired girl in their high school
and what a jerk her boyfriend was.  I found out their tastes in
music and sports.  We discussed basketball.  They asked me why I
posed nude and whether my husband minded.
     I said, "I enjoy it and make good money.  My husband thinks
it's great that people appreciate my body.  We have a pretty open
relationship."
     I put in a few extras and did a dance.  They ogled my
swaying and bouncing breasts.  I slightly brushed my ass to each
of their faces.  I also took their hands and let them feel my
pubic mound.  I casually mentioned that I wouldn't mind if they
wanted to relieve themselves.  After a momentary hesitation,
three throbbing erections popped out for air.  Clenched fist were
savagely stroking their purple organs.  I tried my best seductive
moves as they each shot their loads one after another.
     With a few minutes to spare, I gave each of them a minute to
feel me up.  I stood in front of the first boy and his hands went
for my breasts.  He squeezed them and caressed them, paying
special attention to my hardened nipples.  He then felt my lips
with his fingers getting them hot and aroused.  He got me to bend
for him so that he could get a good view of my crack.  His
fingers gently caressed my butthole and I enjoyed the sensation. 
The next boy concentrated more on my pussy.  He had his finger in
and out.  After that he just had me spread my legs apart to
carefully absorb the sight of my love hole.  The experienced kid
held me in a hug so that he could really feel me up.  His hands
were everywhere.  Before long their time was up.  They weren't
too happy as I put on my clothes.

     The instructor put me in a pose.  As I got comfortable, he
explained to the students what he wanted emphasized in today's
lesson.  I put on my bored professional face.  For twenty minutes
I stayed still.  I don't really think much during these times. 
Today I didn't get to watch the students where I could see how
the men looked at me.  My pose had me gaze at a side wall.  Oh,
well.

     I once had a very rich South American student in one of the
art classes I posed for.  As I was getting into my car after a
session, he suddenly appeared in front of me.  He had a big
smile.  I thought to myself, "Oh, no! Not another guy wanting to
marry me."
     He surprised me.  He came right out and asked me if I would
serve at his party topless.  I asked him what it would entail. 
He said it would take about 6 hours and there would be about 15
guys and girls.  I told him how much I would charge and he agreed
without hesitation.  I was waiting for him to tell me as to when
this party would take place and he seemed hesitant for a while. 
Finally he blurted out, "There is something more that I would
like you to do and I would pay you for it."  His accent was kind
of neat.
     "Sure, what is it?" I asked.
     "After the party, all the guys will pick a card.  He who
gets the highest card will get to do whatever he wishes with
you." He explained.
     I was quiet.  Thinking that I was taking offense at what he
requested, he was apologizing profusely.  Smilingly I told him
that I took no offense and I have done such things before.  I
just was thinking of how much to charge.  We finally came to a
figure and everything was set.
     I was ready to go home and he still seemed to have something
in his mind.  It seemed that he and his friends arranged these
parties quite frequently and topping it off with a kind of a
lottery as to who would get the girl they hired for the evening. 
But he confessed that he was very much attracted to me and
couldn't bear the chance of not having me first before one of his
friends.  He explained that this was against their rules.  I said
that I would be happy to sleep with him before the party.  We
arranged the fee and a date two days before the party.
     I told my husband that I had a meeting to attend.  I didn't
wear anything spectacular so that he wouldn't be suspicious.  I
changed my clothes at a gas station.  I got a few whistles as I
got out wearing a real sexy black dress.  I met Miguel at the
restaurant and we sat real close.  He was feeling real good that
all the men were staring at me and being jealous of him.  He had
his hands up my dress most of the evening.  He kept rubbing my
moist pussy through my panties.
     I left my car at the restaurant and we drove back in his
BMW.  He put on some real mellow music and we kissed
passionately.  I felt like I was in high school again.  We
reached his expensive apartment and started making out on his
couch.  After necking out like teenagers, I told him to start a
bath.  He filled the bath with warm relaxing water and promptly
sat in the bath his erection throbbing in the water.  I switched
off the light in the bathroom and left the door open for some
light.  I undressed in the semi-darkness and I could see that he
was salivating with lust.  I entered the bath and began massaging
his feet.  I took control and bathed Miguel.  I gently held his
erection as I soaped his balls.  It was driving him crazy.  I
would then slip in my soapy finger into his anus and he would go
wild.  I then let him have his way.  His mouth hungrily sucked on
my nipples.  His tongue was going everywhere, making me real
excited.
     We made love until one o'clock that night.  I then had to
get back to my husband.

     Break time.  I put on my robe and walked to see everyone's
piece of art.  Some were very good but those that were bad were
the ones that interested me.  I slyly looked to see if they had a
boner.  More often than not, they did.  I also liked the way they
acted, ignoring my presence.

     I arrived at Miguel's house twenty minutes before the party
started.  My duties were explained to me and then he handed me
the outfit for the night.  It was a real sleazy fishnet stocking
that covered my front but fully exposed my ass.  I brought my
black high-heels as he requested.  As I put on the outfit, his
eyes lit up.  I looked like a cheap whore in a crummy strip
joint.
     The guests starting arriving and everyone was appreciative
of my body.  Most congratulated Miguel on his good choice.  I was
groped, touched and pinched all night.  Everyone kissed my
nipples as I served them a drink or an appetizer, even the girls.
It was real fun.  The men would suck hard and the girls would
gently touch with their lips.  As the party reached its close, my
time had come.  The boys all entered Miguel's bedroom leaving
their girlfriends outside.
     I was given a stack of cards.  Still in my sleazy outfit, I
offered the cards to each.  They each picked a card.  Finally the
moment of truth had come.  Roberto had a Jack of Hearts which was
the highest card among them.  He was one of the more aggressive
guys.  I knew I will be in for a ride.  I sat down on the bed and
watched Roberto push out his friends.  Most made a modest attempt
to stick around but finally the crowd left.  Roberto was
immediately upon me before the lock even latched.  The stockings
were ripped apart and he easily turned my totally nude body
around to penetrate me doggy style.  He wasn't much for foreplay
as he shoved his nine-incher into me.  Luckily I was wet enough
to let it slide in.  He began aggressively pumping me which I
liked.  Soon I began moaning and moving to his rhythm.  This was
good old-fashioned fucking.  I could feel an orgasm coming and
with his frenzied motion we came together.  He quickly removed
this dick and we lay on the bed for awhile exhausted.  Cum was
slowly oozing down my legs.  Since we were done so fast, I was
waiting if he was going to ride me slow this time but I was
surprised that he motioned me to leave.
     My clothes were in the closet outside the bedroom.  I was
looking to find something to cover my body but Roberto insisted I
leave the room and back into the party without a stitch on. 
Knowing that I had no choice I got out the way I was.  Although I
have exposed my body to all these people, I felt vulnerable going
out this way.  Much to my surprise, only the guys were left.  The
girls had disappeared.  Even worse, the were all sitting with
their pants down.  I was searching for Miguel to figure out the
meaning of this.  He was nowhere to be found.  Soon enough the
terms were laid out.  I wouldn't be allowed to leave until I
sucked everyone off.  I promptly got on my knees and started the
first guy.  I wasn't going to give them the pleasure to see me
resisting.  I knew I was outnumbered.
     It took me close to an hour but I sucked all seven guys
including Roberto.  I had to swallow all their cum.  After the
last of Roberto's cum passed my throat, they threw me my clothes.
I tried my best to dress in their presence with dignity amidst
jeering and cheering.
     I never saw Miguel again in my classes.

     Class was over and I dressed in the changing area.  I
chatted with few of the students and was soon on my way to my car
knowing that the eyes of those who knew what I did were fixed on
me.  I got home and did my errands.  When my husband got home, we
got ready for a night out with our friends.

The End.
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