One of the main reasons I recntly accepted the position one campus was because my old friend Barry has been a professor therefor decades  When I was a teen, I was introduced to Barry by a family friend and we have had many photoshoots since then.  In fact, he opened an art gallery in a nearby town which I loved to visit.  A few months back , Barry invited me to come to campus to pose as a model for two of his drawing classes.  He said he would leave it up to me as to how " nude" I wanted to get during these two sessions.  Barry is a gay, rather flamboyant highly successful artist in his mid 60's and we have mutual feelings about art and nudity etc...  

When I arrived on campus to model, I felt a sence of freedom and youth as I walked across the campus. I was unknown to this part of the world and I love that feeling.   I could let loose unlike back home where I am well known in the community.  So, through my travels is where I can let my guard down and be myself.  I don't have to hide who I am.  I approached the building where Barry's classes were taught.  It was a basic dark brick building with oversized windows at the stairwells ( which, as an exhibitionsist, I love).  There were sculptures outside and attached to the building.  It was a peaceful place.  I walked through viewing many pieces of art then found the stairs the led me to his classroom.   I walked up the first set of stairs walking toward a large bright window and paused in the sun.  I watched the campus move past the window as the energy was refreshing.  I though, this was a great place to be an exhibitionist.  

I showed up in a comfortable, loose, knee length colorful floral skirt,  red knee high boots with a button up sweater over a light red button up blouse.  I found the studio where I was instructed to show up to and opened one of the big wooden double doors with construction paper over the tall rectangular glass window.  As I opened the door, I heard Barry's familiar voice.  He was talking to a group of about 15 students as he turned to address me.  He quickly walked to me  with excitement in his step and voice as we embraced with smiles.  He welcomed me and turned to the class to introduce me.  I didn't realize until a few minutes into his introduction that I was modeling for this group.  My heart jumped into my throat as this was very real and very quick.  I looked over my audience as he was providing instruction as I saw a sea of stands for the students to draw on with canvases already setup.  I didn't hear much of what he sad as he tuned to me and gestured for me to walk to a room divider for privacy.  

I followed him to the divider as he took my hand and expressed his joy and excitement to see me.  When we were behind the wall, he took me by the shoulders and gave me a huge smile and hug.  "THis will be an incredible visit" he said.  I agreed as my heart was racing.  I didn't mention that I as caught off guard so I calmed myself down and relished the moment.  I asked what were the expectations were and he said " undress and walk out to the artists and when they see me, they will make suggestions based on first impressions and what inspires them.  I smiled to show confidence and removed my sweater then blouse to reveal my small boobies and already erect nipples.  I was feeling a sence of arousal and curosity.   I slid off my skirt as it dropped to the floor.  As I undrfessed in front of Barry, he expressed how amazing I looked and he remembers me as a teen and how I have stayed young at body and mind.  He always made me feel very comfortable and at ease.  He was perverted and not shy to show that side. I was always attracted to this in him.

He looked me over one more time and said, come out when your ready.  I watched him walk backl into the studio as I listened to him address the class while I removed my boots and socks.  I stood naked by a heavy dark curtain and looked at myself standing nude with red toes nails to match my hands.  I fluffed up my curly hair, ran my hands over my pelvis and hips to my breasts, took a deep breath and walked out from behind the screen.  The room was well lit as all eyes were on me. I confidently walked out and Barry walked over to me and took my hand and walked me to the center of the room naked and had me stand by an old long single arm velvet chaise lounge with wooden carved legs and back.  It looked retro and sexy.  The students clapped for me in appreciation and I suddenly felt very at eas

"Suggestions?" He said out loud.   One of the female artists replied " how does the model want to be portraid?  He turned to me and smiled and nodded to me.  I sat down onto the chaise lounge and reflected back to the incredible retro photos I have viewed in the past and went for that.   I leaned forward and grabbed the pillow and set it in the corner of the chair.   I sat down and slid myself back to the pillow.  Barry addressed the students and gave them a little bit of our history together.  I listened as he artistically described me as a naturally aroused free spirit with an large appetite for exhibitionist opportunities.  He said the opportunities like this cause a tremendous amount of arousal to the subject and that is why it was so important to allow the model input as they could be more perverted than the photogtapher or artist and that these opportunities are fantasies that voyeurs and exhibitionsits want to fulfill.  And she came today to fulfill these urges so our focus should be more on the exotic than the erotic.  Then Barry caught me off guard as he said that often exhibitionists long for slow built up of excitement and arousal and feel the need to masturbate to bring these levels even higher but stop short of orgasm as the craving to live on the edge is the rush.  We are like addicts.  He was exactly right that's definitely what I wanted!!

LIstening to these words, I morphed into the side of me that lost all inhibitions.  I sat back into the chair and angled myself with one leg up with my bare foot on the warm felt and the other naturally fell open and draped toward the floor as I put my head back onto the chair with my eyes closed.  My mind went to another place as my right arm leaned onto the arm of the chair and the other up over my head.  Barry then addressed the class and said, give your model tine to get comfortable as she is the reason why we are here.  Eyes still closed, I took Barry's words and made myself more comfortable.  I ran my fingers through my hair and lightly dragged my fingertips down mt neck and over my breasts.  I felt incredible as I ran my palms over my belly, over my pubic mound and to the inside of my thighs.  The room was warm and quiet as I took my hands all the way down my goosebumped legs to my bare toes as my thighs stayed wide while I bent forward.  I took a deep breathe and slowly leaned back to my origional position except my thighs were a little wider.  I exhaled as I laid back in complete arousal and comfort.  

I slowly opened my eyes as the silent room stared at me.  I loved every minute of it and I want this moment.  Barry instructed the class to move their ezels to a position that best captured what the model is expressing.  They grabbed their stands and moved to different locations as I lustfully watched my voyeurs find their positions and get their tools out.  Five of the students sat shoulder to shoulder in front of me on the floor as the others moved into my space and looked me over.  He told me to relax ( and I was) as he walked around looking at the drawings.  I peered at my audience and watched their faces and eyes as I exposed my naked body to this group of strangers.  2 of the five on the floor were female.  I was most intrigued my them as they calmly looked at their subject and back at their art.  As time went on, I was in heaven allowing myself to be seen and listening to Barry describe what he sees and gives advice to these artists.  

I listened as he was commenting to the students in the front.  He said that I have a long history of arousing my labia and making them swell and open then looked at me and asked " do you mind?"  Naturally, I slid my hands down my hips and intoward my pelvis and touched my dark blonde pussy hair.  With my palms over my vulva, I pulled them open as I felt my labia part for my audience.  I watched as they stared while I held my pussy open for them to see my wet hole.  Releasing, I took my fingers and grabbed my very familiar labia and pulled them out as far as I could then open under the bright lights.   I used my fingertips to keep pulling my wet pussy open over and over while my audience watched.  Felling my pink labia butterfly over my hairy vulva I knew that was exactly what Barry was asking for.  I reassumed my position looking past my pubic mound to see my labia flaring out beyong my hard nipples.  This was amazing!!

Laying horny for about an hour, I needed so badly to masturbate after the (19-30 year old) students ask me questions and I was brutally honest with them.  They were striklingly curious about my exhibitionsist side and my need to flash or be nude in public.  Reliving these stories and their curiousity was incredible.  The general vibe was that there are not many people that they knew of that were as open and erotic as I was.  I remarked that it is because these are your friends and it can be uncomfortable if secrets get out.  We all have them and spend so much energy hiding them but that's the pleasure we are keeping ourselves from .  I refuse to let that stop me but I still need to be careful around my hometown   That's why I'm here enjoying the moment. and Barry knew I would because most of bhis models are relatively shy and don't have experience.  I took that as a huge compliment.

When Barry instructed the students to finish up their drawings, I was numb from the emotional high.  After a few words, he said for everyone to exit the class.  Before they did, they all turned their ezels toward me for me to see their drawing for the fisrt time.  They silenty turned them and quietly walked out of the room.  I eagerly looked over every drawing then slowly looked back. Still in the chair, I was alone in silence.  I kept my eyes roaming over the pictures and immediately began rubbing my clit.  THese were very talented artists and I was imprssed with the details of the black and white sketches.  The students in the front had interesting views but one of the females drew a close up of my pussy.  THe detail was incredible and familiar.  To see a drawing of my cunt that was 18 inches tall and drawn to almost the width of the paper.  Staring at it and lightly stroking my clit, I exploded in a strong orgasm.  My stomach tightened and my body quivered in great pleasure.  My left leg naturally lifted off the chair and I held my thighs wide to cum voyeuring myself in these artists drawing.  

I felt so satisfied having a long slow cum while drawings of my nude body surrounded me to take this experience to another level.   "That was magnificant" I head Barry's voice say proudly.  I was startled as I thought I was alone.  Spent but still energetic, I layed in front of my old friend in full confidence.  He said, he knew I would take full advantage of this moment and educate the students about who I was.  He commented that these students will certainly go home and masturbate if they make it that far.  We laughed but that though was euphoric.  I asked where everone was and he said class was over and at the end, it is his tradition that the students display their work to the models and leave for them to enjoy.  He said, most masturbate behind the curtain but he fully expacted me to play in the chair so he stood back to see my exotic reaction and that even though he's gay, he is still highly aroused.  

The next class wasn't until the afternoon so I got dressed and hugged Barry and said, I'll see you in the afternoon because he had another class coming in in a few minutes but in another room.  I slowly walked down the hallway to the sundrenched stairs and stopped in the hot sun on the landing.  Being in a 4 story building, I decided to take a tour and go upstairs.  I felt like my day was just getting started and I will be aroused for hours.  At the top floor, around the corner from the glass hallway was a floor to ceiling window in the side of the building.  I found a sitting area overlooking a small field with sidewalks winding though them.  I walked over to the window and peered over the campus.  Alone, I pulled up the front of my skirt with both hands and tucked it into the top part if my skirt to expose my hips thighs and full bush to the campus, if anyone of the passerbyers were looking.  I stood exposed and alone for a few minutes to take advantage of the moment that I had.  I was in a zone. 

I spent a few minutes sitiing upstairs alone and gently massaging my mound.  I didn't want to cum yet and I wanted to walk the campus.  I found lunch and wathched the students and faculty pass by the window.  I eagerly prepared myself for the next session and had a million different thing going through my mind.  I watched my watch as the time for me to go back to the session eventually came.  I eagerly walked in my boots back to the art building and back to the room.  There was one ofthe students from earlier and she immediately saw me and greeted me.  In fact she hugged me.  She was playful and upbeat and I remember her asking a few questions about being her age end exhibitionism.    I asked where everyone else was and she said that it was just her.  I inquired why and she said that there were 2 other students but Barry told them that he wanted me to shoot you alone.  I then realized that this was a photography class and Allison was the only photographer.  

I asked her how this will work and she said that she loved to hear about my exhibitionist experiences and that as a photographer, that is where she was drawn to.  The risk/reward was a rush to her.  I agreed with her and asked her how we want to do this.  This was the reason Barry wanted only one photographer so we could be more discrete.  Well played.   I immediately said, " the stairwelll". it is well lit and all glass.   Allison took my request and she grabbed her very nice camera and her backpack and we were off.  I told her to go outside by the window on the other side and I will go up to the 4th floor.  She understood where I was going with this and I walked to the top floor.  I went to the sitting area from before and directly to the window.  Looking around and listening, I felt like I was alone.  I quickly took off my tops and dropped my skirt and walked to the window in my red boots.  I saw her jogging out from the building and turned to look back.  She saw me and lifted the camera to her eye.  I pressed my body up to the warm glass  and spread my legs and arms.  I tuned to put my back to the glass and stood nude and free.  I grabbed my clothes and slid on my skirt and only my blouse.  I made my way down the stairs and we met a the bottom door.

She said that was exciting and the view was pretty clear and that my pale skin lit up in the window.  I said it was a rush for me and she should try it as we giggled.  Allison was reluctant but I talked her into it.  She showed me how to use her camera and off she went.  She walked nervously, looking around but kept to her instructions.  She was wearing a sun dress sandals and a lot of jewelry.  Her hair was dyed black and she had many earings.  Her skin was pale like mine and she seemed hippyish to me.  I looked throught the camera lens a the top floor.  She eventually arrived looking nervous and naked.  Her bush was very dark and her breasts were big ans long with massive nipples.  She walked up to the window, as I did and stood nude as I took a few pictures.  She turned to put her ass to the window then ran away from the glass.  Oh shit, he must have been seen or someone was up there.  

A few minutes later, she jogged around the corner laughing with her hand over her mouth and giggling. She said she was seen by a man and that she thinks it was the costodian.  He said "excuse me" and turned to walk away but not until after he took a good look.  Allison then said she grabbed her clothes and came outside.  We laughed and agreed that no man will tell on us if we were just playing.  We went back into the building and into the studio our hearts were racing and we were having a great time.  We went into the studio and there was the costodian standing in the middle looking at the drawings of me.  Allison walked up to her camera bag and he stood looking and my nude drawings.  

He recognized Allison and said :sorry about that" and she said it was fine and she hopes she didn't offend him.  He grinned and said he rather enjoyed it.  I asked him which of the drawings of me he liked the most and he looked at me then back to the drawings and made the connection that I was the model.  He said all of them were very good as he kept looking them over then looking back at me.  Flirting with him, I told him to take out his phone and capture a few for good memory and he said he already did with a big smile.  He excused himself and walked to the door and out he went.  With big eyes, Allison said that she will see him a lot and I remarked that he won't tell anyone because no one will believe him and he doesn't want to ruin a good thing and that he hopefully will be looking for her upstairs in the future so don't be shy.

We parted ways knowing that we will be in contact with each other as we have a lot in common.  A few weeks later, I was offered a teaching position on campus and took it.  I am eager to see these students on campus.  Allison and I have already connected with discussions about future photo shoots of me and her as I invited her to the mall for some shopping!