Chapter 7

A few days later I was walking into the Art department and asking someone where room A26 was. As I approached it I saw 2 guys and 1 girl go through the door.

“Hi,” I said to the thirty something guy who looked a lot older than anyone else there. “I’m Poppy, I was told that this room is where the life models need to be.”

“You must be Poppy, yes, welcome, I’m Tim, I’m in charge of these misfits. Have you done any life modelling before?”

“No.”

“Well just relax, it’s not scary, all you have to do is just sit or stand or whatever for 20 minutes at a time keeping perfectly still.”

“But I’ll be naked.”

“Yes, that’s what a life model does, is that a problem for you Poppy?”

“No, yes, no, it’s just that I’ve never had so many people staring at me for so long whilst I’m naked before.”

“Just relax Poppy, I’m sure that with 2 minutes of your first pose starting you’ll wonder why you were so nervous. Try to think about anything but where you are, imaging that you are doing something that you really enjoy.”

“I’ll try.”

“Good girl, you can go and strip behind that screen over there. There’s a robe there that you can put on then come over to the chair that is facing all the easels.”

I did, and whilst I was getting changed I thought about what I could think about whilst I pretended to be a mannequin. When I had the robe on I realised that Tim was right, I was nervous, but at the same time I was a little excited. I mentally checked my nipples and clit and found that they were rock hard and throbbing a little. I really hoped that I wouldn’t get all aroused, and horror of all horrors, have an orgasm in front of all those young people.

Out I went and over to Tim.

“Okay class, quiet please, this is Poppy, a new model for you to sketch.”

Then Tim turned to me and said,

“Take the robe off, then stand on the pedestal facing the class with your feet shoulder width apart. Put your hands on your hips and stare over the students at the back of the room for 20 minutes. Then you can relax for 10 minutes before I decide if we need to continue that pose or start a new one. Are you ready Poppy?”

My heart was pounding as I slipped the robe off and handed it to Tim. Then I took a really a deep breath, climbed on the half metre or so high pedestal, turned to face the class and took up the pose that Tim had told me.

“Relax Poppy, slow, deep breaths to help you relax”. Tim quietly said,

I did, and I was soon thinking of the nice things that I’d done recently. Of course, they all included Matt and him fucking me, or Noah massaging me, or the other pleasurable times that involved sex in some form or another.

It was only when I realised that my inner right thigh was feeling a little wet that I needed to stop thinking about anything that involved sex, but my pussy wouldn’t let me change the subject, and I was pleased when Tim announced that the 20 minutes was up.

“Okay class,” Tim said, “take 10.”

Then to me, in a quieter voice, Tim said,

“Well done Poppy, you did good. There’s a ladies room down the corridor to the left, then when you get back you can go round the room and see what you think of the students efforts.”

By then, I was relaxed, and had got over being naked in front of so many young people, and I started walking towards the door to go to the Ladies room.

“Err Poppy,” I heard Tim say, “you may like to put this on first.”

I stopped, turned, realised that I was still naked, and put my arm out to take the robe from Tim.

“Wow,” I said, “I guess that I did get used to being naked here quickly didn’t I, thanks Tim.”

I put the robe on the quickly walked to the Ladies room to take care of the urgent need before having a pee, cleaning all around my pussy, and walking back to room A26.

When I’d put the robe back on after taking care of my business, I hadn’t bothered tying the waist tie and the robe flowed freely as I walked along the deserted corridor.

“All good?” Tim asked when he saw me.

“Ready when you are Tim.” I replied.

The second pose was a little more revealing. Tim got me to sit on a chair facing the class, put my hands on my knees and spread them quite wide.

After the first pose, I’d just about lost any nervousness or possible embarrassment about having my tits and pussy on display to a class of students, and I happily sat with my butt on the front of the chair, leant back and spread my knees.

As I stared at the back of the room above the heads of the students, I realised that I was again thinking of the wonderful encounters that I’d had since I’d met Matt.

“Stop it Poppy.” I said to myself.

But my brain just wouldn’t change the subject and I quickly realised that my nipples and clit were tingling and my hole was leaking. But strangely, there was no embarrassment, no shame, just pride that my body was reacting in such a natural way.

As my brain continued to get flashes of Matt fucking me in lots of different ways, my arousal just kept increasing, and when the inevitable happened, I fought a huge battle with myself to keep the pose, not shake and jerk about, and not to get verbal.

The best parts were just over as Tim announced that the 20 minutes were up.

“Poppy,” Tim quietly said when I got to my feet, “quite a few girls react like you just did, it’s quite natural and you shouldn’t try to hide it.”

“Do you think that the students realised that I was cumming Tim?”

“Most of them, yes, you’re certainly not the first that they’ve seen having an orgasm. You’ve broken the ice now Poppy, so next time just act natural.”

I grabbed the robe off Tim and headed off to the Ladies room, not to bring myself off this time, just to clean myself up.

I was just putting the robe on in the corridor when I saw a man walking towards me. I quickly pulled the sides of the robe together, but he must have seen all of my naked front.

“Good afternoon.” the smiling man said as we got close.

“Afternoon.” I replied as I kept walking.

When I got back to room A26 I saw that the chair had been replaced by a table. Also, the man that I’d seen in the corridor was stood talking to Tim.

I decided to take Tim up on his offer of letting me look at the students work so I slowly walked round the room looking at the sketches. Some were rubbish, some were mediocre and a few were quite good.

I stopped at one where the guy was still working on it, right through the break. As I stood behind his left shoulder he said,

“So what do you think Poppy, have I captured your body accurately?”

“You have, that’s amazing, the detail is incredible.” I replied.

“I had a bit of difficulty sketching your pussy, it kept twitching and leaking, and when you orgasmed I had to stop and wait. I just love your larger than average clitoris and your lack of inner labia. You have the perfect pussy Poppy.”

“My boyfriend says that as well.”

“Err, would he like this sketch of you Poppy, it’s not like I will be able to forget what you look like, I’ve got plenty of photographs of you already.”

My jaw dropped a little as I realised that this student must be one of the ones that had seen me standing and cumming in the apartment window, he must live in that student accommodation block across the road from the apartment and be one of the ones who watches me.

I just managed to say that I would like it when Tim called me over ready to start the next pose.

“I saw that you enjoyed those 2 poses Poppy.” Tim said. “After the second one I gathered that you like the more explicit poses, and your reactions just before the last 20 minutes was coming to an end sort of confirmed that you really enjoyed posing like that.”

“Do you get all the girl models to pose like that Tim?”

“No, I don’t understand why some of them pose for us, they look like someone seeing their vulvas would cause them to have a heart attack, but you, you are natural and you obviously get a lot of pleasure exposing your ‘private’ parts. If you want, I can schedule you in for 3 sessions per week, one an evening session, until the end of the semester, how would that suit you Poppy?”

“Err, yes, I think that I’d like that Tim.”

“I have to warn you Poppy, that the evening session are for older and mature students, and they requested that the models pose in even more explicit poses. I’m getting the impression that that wouldn’t bother you.”

“Probably not.”

“I also have to warn you that sometimes we get a male model in as well and the students ask that they copulate for the pose.”

“Oh, I hadn’t expected that, but okay, I guess that I could cope with that.”

“Perfect, I’ve been having trouble finding a beautiful, slim model for that and you are perfect Poppy. Now, as you can see, the stand and chair have been replaced with a table. I’d like to to lay on it, on your side facing the students, and propping yourself up on your lower elbow. Then lift and bend your upper leg and put your foot under your lower knee.”

I got on the table and into the pose, quickly realising that half the students would get a great view if my spread pussy.

The class settled and I again failed to think of anything but sex with Matt, although my mind did wander at times and I thought about the male model fucking me whilst the students attempted to sketch the scene.

Again, I tried to hold back the orgasm that was building up as I lay there, but this time I suddenly said,

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

After a shaking and jerking session, I resumed the pose while my body returned to normal.

“Excellent Poppy,” Tim said when the 20 minutes were up.

“That interruption wasn’t too much was it Tim?” I asked.

“Not at all Poppy. It was perfectly natural and I’m sure that some of the students shut their eyes so they could continue when you returned to normal.”

That puzzled me a little, but I let it pass as I watched the students start to leave. The guy who said that I could have his sketch for Matt stopped by me and handed the sketch to me.

“Ah yes, Toby is quite a good artist, his eye for detail is amazing. Okay Poppy, you can get dressed now, and I’ll email you with details of the rest of your assignments.

I went to the screen, and by the time I’d put my dress and shoes on, Tim was gone and I was in a deserted room so I headed for home and gave Matt the sketch saying,

“That was done by one of the guys who’s been watching me at 6 p.m. some evenings.”

Matt unrolled it then told me that it was awesome, that whatever his name was had real talent. Matt said that he’d captured the expression on my face of me cumming perfectly.

That stunned me for a second or two as I hadn’t even looked at my sketched face.