Fan Fiction: Modelling for Teens
by AnnaTartyWife
Copyright© 2026 by AnnaTartyWife
Fan Fiction Sex Story: Lovely filthy fiction written about me by a dear friend.
Caution: This Fan Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa Fa mt Teenagers Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Fan Fiction Cheating Slut Wife Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking .
I’d been modelling for various camera clubs for about four months now. The £25 per hour was OK, but with some I could get £250 in tips, depending on what they wanted and how far I was prepared to go!
As I said £25 for posing nude was OK, getting £250 for being fucked silly by four or more blokes was fucking ace.
The way the photo sessions started respectably and then turned into a massive fuck fest was amazing, and in all honesty I loved it.
My husband Mike realised very quickly what was happening. A bit difficult not to though when I’d come home with spunk in my hair, love bites on my tits and belly, my cunt looking like a pizza that had been dropped on the floor, it had been pounded so much etc. But that was his problem and I wasn’t going to stop and on occasions when the camera club sent me the photos, he’d wank himself stupid looking at his filthy slut of a wife doing every lewd act known to man!
The money was obviously important, so there were no arguments.
Anyway, I advertised conservatively in local papers using a proxy e mail address. But am sure that a lot of my work came from word of mouth, think there was a lot of pictures sharing going off.
It was Monday afternoon when an e mail dropped into my box. It was from a camera club called Baldies who wanted to book me for Thursday afternoon for three hours, the address was a big house about a mile away, a bit unusual as most clubs used an upstairs room in various pubs.
I replied and said I was available and gave my rates, stating payment was cash when I arrived.
Almost instantly I got a reply agreeing and asking if I would pose in a secretary outfit, tight skirts and blouses, stockings and suspenders, plus high heels. It also mentioned that I could change into my outfit there.
I accepted and confirmed 2 pm on Thursday.
I arranged my outfits, they’d booked me for three hours, so I had a few skirts, different coloured stockings and knickers, another pair of shoes ec. and got a cab to the location.
As it was summer I just wore a button up dress with some rope sole wedges, I looked like every other wife in the area.
The location was a large detached house and after paying the taxi I rang the door bell.
The door opened and a boy who looked about sixteen stood there.
“Hi, I’ve an appointment here with the Baldies camera club” I said.
“You must be Anna” he said, “that’s us, let met take you through to the den.”
“I’m Ben by the way.” he said.
He led me through the house and down some stairs to a massive cellar which had been transformed into a games room plus+. There was a full size snooker table, a card table, the TV was so big it almost covered on wall, then there were two sofa, three big armchairs and a couple of tables. In the corner there was what appeared to be a fully stocked bar.
Most camera clubs that I’d modelled for so far had been made up of middle aged and old men. When I saw the name Baldies, I immediately thought it would be half a dozen bald old men.
There were five boys in the room when we entered, although they looked about sixteen and in their prime teen years! I guessed why they had the name baldies!
Ben introduced me as Anna, the model and the boys introduced themselves, Tom, Will, Harry, Andy and George. The boys were very polite but all seemed nervous.
Ben spoke up, “I have your fee here” as he opened a draw, there’s also another £300 in tips!”
I looked at him and he carried on.
“We have had all the local girls, but they’re just a bit older than us and we want someone, let’s say, more experienced. We tried with a few milfs, but they’ve all refused. But we won’t give up, we want an experienced filthy slut, then we can imagine that we’re fucking our mother’s or aunts. You have no idea of the number of wanks we’ve had watching milf porn and imagine being involved.”
“How do you know about tips?” I asked.
“Tom’s uncle is a member of a camera club and overheard him talking with another member. Then once when he was visiting with his parents, he sneaked upstairs and found a cache of photos from the camera club. He nicked a couple and showed us, since then we’ve been try to get a milf to pose for us”
The money was fine, the question was, could I fuck six horny teens?
“Could I have a glass of wine whilst I consider your offer please? After all this is very much out of the ordinary request.”
Tom rushed over to the bar, “Red or White Anna?”
“White” I replied.
Tom filled a glass and brought it over to where I was sitting he also brought the bottle.
I gulped the wine in almost one go and Tom refilled my glass.
My fanny was on fire as I took a second drink.
“Why the name Baldies?” I asked, I was sure if the answer but wanted confirmation.
Ben went slightly red again as he responded.
“Because of our age our pubic hair hasn’t dully developed, so rather than look a mess, we’re all shaved, completely bald.”
Yes! I thought, my cunt was creaming as I thought about having six pricks in every hole.
Ben then caught me totally off guard.
“And you Anna, is your dirty married minge bald?”
Fucking hell, were the hell did he get language like that at his age?
Rather than reprimand him, it went the other way, and I decided that I was going to do it.
I didn’t tell them as such, but when I replied to Ben it was fucking obvious.
I reached down and undid four buttons at the bottom of my dress, then I lay back in the armchair and spread my legs.
“There, my dirty married minge is hanging out my fucking knickers and you can see it’s bald. I shaved it this morning, just in case!Now let me finish this glass of wine and I’ll change into my outfit.”
Ben took me to a small room with a bathroom, it looked like a maids room, and told me I could change and freshen up here.
I thanked him and told him to make sure they had their cameras ready and fucking cocks hard.
Ben gave me a massive grin and left.
This was so wrong, but at the same time so exciting I was dying for it, this I hoped, was going to be an afternoon that I would never forget.
I undressed and got my clothes out of my bag. My cunt was so wet and hot it took all the will power that I had not to have a wank, but I was soaking.
My suspender belt was fire engine red and I matched that with a pair of black stockings with a red welt at the top. I put on a pair of very tight red knickers made out of a see through silk like material. They barely covered my snatch, which was the whole purpose of wearing them. My bra was also red, but half cup, in reality holding my tits up and pushing them out. I put on a tight white blouse that made my tits look bigger and an extremely tight grey skirt that was about three inches above my knee. The skirt was so tight you could see the outline of my suspender belt and stockings.
I put a little make up around my eyes and bright red lipstick, that was it, I picked up my phone (I wanted some pics for myself) and walked out to meet the boys.
When I entered I was met with a cumulative “wow” along with comments like, “that’s as fit as a burglars dog”, “look at the fucking arse!”, “think we’ve won the lottery.” All of which made me feel good.
“Glad you like what you see boys, feel free to take pics at will.”
Ben asked if I wanted another glass of wine, I said yes, I didn’t need loosening up, but in my mind, this afternoon was going to go all the way, no fucking limits!
I twirled round in front of the boys,”What do you think about my skirt? Is it tight enough? Does it do my arse justice? What about my thighs, can you see the outline of the suspender belt?”
I continued as I put one foot on a chair. “Look how it rides up if I lift my leg. If you want to take a few pics looking up my skirt I don’t mind.” I said.
Andy was immediately kneeling on the floor in front of me taking pics up my skirt.
His camera was clicking in overdrive.
“Have you a clear view?” I asked.
“Not really.” He answered.
I moved my foot slightly that was on the chair, parting my legs further with my skirt riding further up my thighs.
“What about now, have you got a good view?” I asked.
“Yes, it’s fucking wonderful.” He replied as he moved even closer, his head was almost under my skirt.
The dirty talk exchange was turning me on, but looking at the tent poles in the trousers of the other boys, I wasn’t the only one.
“Can you smell it Andy?” Tom shouted, much to the amusement of the rest.
“Dead right I can, and you should see the size of the fucking bulge, it’s fucking awesome.” He shouted as a reply.
It turned me on being talked about like this and I wanted more.
I moved my foot off the chair and said, “You can smell it as much as you want, but I’m expecting more than that!”
I moved across to the sofa and sat down, crossing my legs so that my skirt rode up high.
I had six young boys dying to see my minge! I didn’t disappoint, I uncrossed and crossed my legs again, my skirt was above my stocking tops, and then I uncrossed my legs and parted them. Think parted was an understatement, I fucking splayed them, my knickers were so tight over my cunt bulge it’s a miracle that they didn’t rip, but up my crack they went.
“There you go, my knickers are right up my crack and my dirty married snatch is hanging out, look at the size of those flaps, took an awful lot of cock to get them that big.” I said.
Displaying myself like this was driving me mad and my cunt was dripping as I pulled them to one side so they could see my hole.
I pulled my cunt flaps apart and lifted my legs like a real dirty slut, my gash was totally on show. Cameras clicked and cocks rubbed!
Ben climbed on the sofa and stuffed his cock in my mouth as I held my cunt open, I was dying for one of them to ram his cock up my hole, but unfortunately, I was disappointed.
Then I heard.
“All my fucking fantasies are going to come true” Will said, but I don’t think he meant to say it out loud!!
I stood up walked over to Will, all the time the boys were clicking away, if it for wasn’t digital cameras they’d be broke by now I thought.
I stood in front of Will with my feet well apart, my skirt was well above my stocking tops, I was as horny as fuck.
“Well Will, all your fantasies are going to come true? Judging by the way your prick is making the front of your shorts look like a tent, I think you think they are.”
As I said this I grabbed his bell end through his trousers.
“Fucking hell, you are hard. Do you want to smell it Will, do you want to get on your knees and lick my crack from arse to clit through my knickers? You can be the first Will, imagine shoving your tongue up my filthy married hole as I cream myself. On your knees boy.” I said.
As he dropped to his knees I yanked my skirt up so it was around my waist. My knickers were already wet and were fighting a losing battle to keep my minge in place.
Then I felt his tongue right in my crack. A cheer went up and the noise of whirring cameras was defining as Will licked my twat like a dog laps up water. I pushed my hips forward and grabbed his head so he could get further in!
My knickers were soaking, with his saliva and my juice, fuck me, this kid was only a teen but you’d have thought he’d been eating snatch since he was born. It was fucking lovely and I was humping his face as my slime poured out my dirty married hole over his face and down my legs.
I undid my blouse getting my tits out, “Who wants to suck on these babies?” I shouted.
Ben and George were each side of me in a shot, they clamped their mouths over my nipples. I grabbed both cocks and started tossing them off as they sucked.
Tom, Andy and Harry were taking all the photos and shouting filthy comments. All as they wanked themselves silly.
Will was relentless and his tongue was now in my hole through my sodden knickers as I felt an orgasm brewing. My legs trembled as I came and my cunt exploded. I still had my knickers on which stopped it from spraying everywhere, so it ran down the inside of my thighs as though I was pissing myself.
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