My Dirty Little Secrets as an Amateur Freelance Model for Nude Art: Part 5

December 3, 2024

Hi my friends of our cozy club,

Don't think I've forgotten about the group; it's just that I've been quite busy keeping my blog active and updated, My Intimate Diaries: Lust, Passion, and a Life Lived Fully. Yesterday, I posted there, where I talked tangentially about my experience posing as a model for Diego (summary 15 in Post No. 3), which I've mentioned in several posts in this group. Here is the link to that post published yesterday: Post No. 16: On How the Risks of Gossip from Being a Nude Model in My Free Time Never Stopped Me.

As you know, I was posing sporadically for Diego from age 26 to 32, with a one-year hiatus during my pregnancy and postpartum at 29-30 years old. This means it was practically six net years during which, according to my intimate diaries, he hired me for photography and sex an average of almost seven times a year. When we had a photo session, I would go from my city to Pamplona, usually on Friday at noon directly after work, and return to my office on Monday morning, as the distance between the two cities is about 150 km by highway, and it took me just an hour and a half.

In the beginning, Diego would reserve a double room in a good hotel in the old town of Pamplona, very close to his photography studio, because of course, we always slept together from the very first time he hired me. In fact, he mainly hired me for sex; the photography was always secondary. However, after a while, I started staying with him in his apartment.

Keep in mind that since Diego had a legal temporary photographic model contract signed with me, he could deduct what he paid me in his tax returns as 'work expenses', while I had to declare the amounts received in my annual income tax return. In other words, he got tax deductions for fucking me, and I paid taxes for letting him fuck me... ironic, isn't it? But I'm not complaining at all because it was all calculated to be very profitable for me. My contracts were managed by Jose Manuel (summary 8 in Post No. 2), a mutual friend of Diego and mine, who ensured that what I earned was almost what a top model would get... although they wouldn't have slept with Diego, at least not without an extra fee that wouldn’t have been deductible.

As you can see, all of this is a bit, let's say, sordid and murky, but not illegal. In my limited experience, this is the world of semi-professional and second-rate models, like I was (you see, I'm not trying to deceive myself). Someone might say that in my relationship with Diego, I wasn't a model but 'something else': a call girl? Yes, very possibly, just as I was for Paco in the summers (summary 12 in Post No. 3). In any case, from 26 until my pregnancy started showing at 29, I did pose for many long photo-sessions for Diego.

Diego was an excellent photographer, but very unambitious. Coming from a very wealthy family, he approached his profession almost as a hobby and in a very relaxed manner. Let me give you an example of this:

Diego likes slender women, the typical fashion model, which is more or less what I was like at that time, and he likes them both for posing and for sex; let's say that's his ideal type of woman. One of his main clients was a local company that made fine handcrafted lingerie, which was quite prestigious throughout Spain and southern France in the late '80s and early '90s, when all of this happened.

For me to pose in the lingerie from that company, the owner would come to Diego’s studio to personally take my measurements to make the garments specifically for me. Of course, he measured me while I was completely naked, and during that process, he would touch me as necessary and then some, but I didn't complain because I considered it part of my job: keeping a good client of Diego’s happy. Sometimes, I would go alone to his workshop so he could take my measurements there, with just the two of us present. On those occasions, he would get even more forward, almost to the point of edge-play, but I let him do it because I found it flattering and enjoyable. However, the first time he made an offer to have sex, I declined because he was a married man. It's one thing to exhibit myself naked and let a married man grope me a bit, but it's another to have full sex with him.

Well, the thing is, a couple of months before turning 29, I got pregnant "by my husband." My pregnancy started to show at four or five months, and the owner of the lingerie company was delighted because he could create a catalog for his maternity line, which seems quite logical. However, with my round belly and larger breasts, I no longer sexually attracted Diego. So despite the lingerie company owner's insistence, Diego didn’t hire me for an entire year, until I got back to my usual slender physique. But of course, Diego mainly hired me for sex, and with me being a bit chubby, he wasn’t attracted and didn’t want to pay to be with a woman he didn’t like, even though, professionally as a photographer, it would have been beneficial for him.

Anyway, from my sixth month of pregnancy, I stopped having penetrative sex with other men except for my husband and Francis (summaries 10 and 11 in Post No. 3). However, I did give quite a few blowjobs to other guys, and Francis made some paintings and drawing series of me while I was pregnant. In fact, three days before giving birth, I spent the afternoon and night with Francis and had three massive, endless orgasms with convulsions while he was eating me out, which I’ve always thought contributed to my delivery starting two weeks early. But everything went wonderfully for the baby and me.

Well, the thing is that the owner of the company used to come sometimes to the photo shoots for example to help me to put on my lingerie (😉 !!) to ask for certain poses, and to help me to change poses... let's say, to see me naked and touch me a little bit, to put it clearly. Some of the nude photos he asked for were not for the catalogues but for his personal collection, like for example the photo I'm attaching in today's post, which is from the same session as the first one in the post: Post No. 16: On How the Risks of Gossip from Being a Nude Model in My Free Time Never Stopped Me.

I hope this post has interested you, as I'm sure you understand the subject is too explicit for the blog and there it would not be well understood by many readers, while here in this more private corner of the group everyone knows me better and you are no longer scandalized by the things so socially frowned upon that I have done. Anyway, Diego took very good pictures of me being his model, and I was a very profitable investment for him both from a personal and professional point of view.

A kiss

Aura