When I left for college, I was anxious to break disengage of conventional life, learn new things, and embrace new experiences. In my Jnr class I decided that, along with my basic core classes, I'd research my creative side and take a developmental art course of instruction, as well. I loved it. The professor - Prof. Reed - was an interest guy, albeit somewhat too dramatic…even a bit effeminate…but he was suspicious, helpful, and supportive as he guided our art class through various musical genre and spiritualist. There was always an underlying hearsay that he was having an affair with one of the educatee in our class, but I never knew who it was….and, to be honest, didn't really care.

One day toward the end of the semester, Prof. Reed announced that the next class was going to be a bare drawing class. But in his infinite soundness, it was going to have a twist….all students who attended the class would be naked, as would the two Male subjects that we'd be drawing. Anyone who was uncomfortable with this could skip over that class without penalization. I was surprised by the annunciation, but found myself fascinated by the thought of drawing nudes while being nude sculpture. I wasn't certainly how my beau would respond to this nude person drawing idea, so I didn't Tell him. So, with high anticipation, along with a footling trepidation, I arrived at the adjacent class ready to shed my clothes and drag nude men.

As it turned out, there were only three students who attended. Two of us were women - Chrissy and me ( denim ), and the thirdly was Nate, the merely male scholar in our art category. Prof. Reed greeted us as we entered the schoolroom, which was set up with a forget me drug of drawing easels, around an unfastened area with a chairwoman and a diminished couch. He told us how pleased he was that we decided to enter, then told us to disrobe and range our clothes on the chairs in the cover of the room.

As he gave us our focal point, Prof. vibrating reed began undressing himself, and was soon raw, walking among us explaining how the family would make for. He was a somewhat diminutive guy, with a slender build, and he had a mass medium sized member that dangled between his legs and swung around as he moved amongst us describing what happens next. As the others undressed, I noticed that Chrissy was a pretty blond, with beautiful natural 36C boobs that swung freely as she bent over to remove and fold up her apparel, placing them on the indicate professorship. I glanced over to where Nate had stripped, and noticed he had a nice, 8"cock that banged against his thighs as he threw his clothes onto a chairwoman in the backbone of the room. I finished undressing, and had to steel myself to being observed naked by my classmates and professor, just as I had done to all of them. I was reasonably attractive, with browned tomentum down past times my shoulders pulled into a pony tail for today, big natural 35DD boob that were accentuated by my narrow-minded waist and shapely legs. I was used to getting plentitude of attention, but never naked during a course of instruction, and never by former pupil ( or professors ) who were also naked. It was a piddling faze, but also somewhat thrilling.

As we took our topographic point on our stools in front man of our drawing easels, Prof. reed instrument opened a side threshold and led in two naked men who were going to be our models. They were clearly a few years one-time than college students….maybe lately 20's….and they were good looking, obviously fit, with broad shoulders and narrow waists. But, without a doubt, the most luminary trait for both of them was the long, blockheaded cock dangling between their legs. They both had to be about 9"flaccid, with distinctive vein and telling girths.

Prof. Reed introduced them as Kurt ( circumcised ), and toby ( plentifulness of foreskin ). They came around and shook our hands, as we all ( including Nate and Prof. Reed ) took long, appreciative glances at their thick, swinging dicks. Prof. Walter Reed then had them take positions in the inwardness of the way - Kurt stood with one leg up on the chairperson, his member hanging straight down, and his big nut sack dangling right behind it ; toby jug reclined on the sofa, propping himself up on his human elbow behind him, with his ramification spread wide, and the shaft of his long dick draped across one thigh.

Following a instant of two of sheer cock-appreciation, I began to draw. I did quick synopsis sketches of both bodies, spending supererogatory time drawing in the nervure and detail of each pecker. At some spot I found myself focused a bit more on Toby's body and tool, adding shading and extra highlights as it came to living on my drawing pad.

As we sketched and drew and composed and shaded, Prof. John Reed would cuckold behind us, adding comments and suggestion as he watched us work. I noticed he seemed to spend more time watching Kurt and toby jug in their poses than he did critiquing our draftsmanship. Prof. reed instrument also clearly spent most of his sentence behind Nate, watching him sketch the two naked bodies, leaning in to offer suggestions, and occasionally touching Nate's hips, shoulders, or butt as he made suggestions for his technique. Nate seemed to be very well with all the familiar touching, and it quickly ran through my judgement that perhaps Nate was the educatee that Prof. Reed was having the occasion with. Once this thought registered, I glanced back over at Prof. Reed and Nate, I could see that both were clearly sporting chubbies now. With a wry smile I returned to my sketching.

After about 20 mo, we had our first recess, and both toby jug and Kurt came over to each easel and looked over our survey. They seemed delight with the resolution so far, and moved between the three easels, making hint and offering compliments, as they touched shoulder, patted ass impertinence, and occasionally nudged a pinhead. Before the happy chance was over, it was solve that Kurt was spending More time and care on Chrissy's sketches….and Chrissy ; and Toby was spending to a greater extent time at my easel. Hands were roaming freely now, as Kurt was openly squeezing Chrissy's beautiful titty, and Chrissy was casually stroking his thick rod as they chatted about her draftsmanship. Toby was standing behind me and had reached around in figurehead, his hand fondling both of my ponderous boobs, and I had reached back to snaffle his thick motherfucker where it nudged against my ass face, slowly running my paw up and down the barb as we reviewed and discussed my cartoon. I couldn't aid but glimpse over to Nate's easel, where Prof. Reed was now openly stroking Nate's stopcock as they scrutinized Nate's drawing.

When the break of serve was over, Kurt and toby jug returned to their respective perspective. I couldn't help but smiling when I noticed that both now sported semi-hard-ons. Their cocks were not quite fully erect, but were sticking out from their torsos, each curving slightly downward from floor to tip. Kurt's large, mushroom-shaped cloud principal was now prominently displayed at the end of his long irradiation, which swung gently beneath his raised leg on the president. toby's foreskin still covered some of his tip, but his growing rod was equally impressive, now draped across the flat tire of his stomach, as he returned to his reclining position on the sofa.

We drew for about another 20 bit, trying to incorporate the stiffening tool on our subjects into our earlier cartoon, before Prof. beating-reed instrument called the next break. This time Kurt made a beeline for Chrissy, and toby jug came directly over to where I was standing at my easel.

As Toby stepped behind me, I quickly glanced over at Nate's easel, and noticed that Prof. Reed had worked his way in front of Nate, and that Nate had slipped his prick into Prof. Reed's arse. Nate was slowly sliding his shaft of light into and out of Prof. Walter Reed's backside, while holding onto his hip with one hand and reaching around to hitch his cock with the other. Meanwhile, almost hilariously, Prof. reed instrument continued to bid sketching crest on Nate's drawing.

At the easel next to mine, Kurt was sitting on Chrissy's commode, and Chrissy was bent over at the waist, sucking his now fully erect 10"into and out of her mouth, while stroking his shaft and fondling his orchis. Kurt was gently slapping and squeezing both of Chrissy's tits, as they dangled beneath her while she blew him.

Having stepped behind me, Toby again had his hands on both of my swaying dumbbell, pinching the nipples and massaging my big hangers. As I reached behind me to stroke his massive dick, I could evidence it was now fully erect and ready for action. I pulled my stool in front of me, putting my hands on it to hold myself as I bent over and spread my legs. Toby stepped in between my legs and I reached between my legs to guide his thick staff into my soaking wet vagina. He immediately began ramming his toilsome dick into and out of my pussy, hitting all the right spots, and making me heave and oink from the effect of his jab. As I looked at the different characterization of hammer I had sketched over the preceding minute, I reached between my legs and began fingering my clitoris. Between my fingers, Toby's cock reaming my cunt, and his hired man squeezing my breast, I had an Brobdingnagian orgasm that took my breath away and made my ramification wobble. As a tingling sensation washed through my body, I felt toby pick up the rate, then thrash his tool deep into my twat, releasing a torrent of cum inside me. He kept pounding away, even as his punk leaked around the sides of his shot, dripping from my pussy onto the flooring between my legs.

Still leaning on the stool in strawman of me to catch up with my breath, I glanced over to Chrissy's easel to see Kurt squeezing her correct tit with his left hand, while jerking his prick with his proper manus. Chrissy had her eyes closed and back talk spread out, and - with a grunt - Kurt suddenly unleashed a burden of cum all over Chrissy's beautiful aspect and tits.

I looked over to Nate's easel and saw him slamming his cock into Prof. Reed's ass in earnest, while Prof. Reed kept his balance with one handwriting on Nate's easel, and jerked his own prick with the other. Suddenly, Nate let out a moan and jerked his hips forward, sending ropes of cum deep inside Prof. Reed's ass. Almost at the same time, Prof. Reed exploded, shooting gobs of jizzm all over the film of cocks Nate had drawn on his easel.

I turned around, knelt in front line of Toby, and sucked his softening barb into my mouth to clean it off. Then, I stood up and, as I slowly stroked his now flaccid dick, I said,"That was unexpected, but totally amazing ! What a great art class."

toby jug continued fondling my swaying mammilla, and said,"Yeah, that was gravid, but not totally unexpected."

"What do you intend ?"I asked.

He laughed and said,"Well, every semester Prof. Reed has this class, where he has naked students sketch nude models. Every semester, there are 2-4 students who sign up to draw in the nude person. And every semester, all the students and all the framework end up cumming all over the place."

"sanctum diddly-shit, I had no theme !"I said.

"Yep. In fact, this is my fourth sentence doing this, and I'm quite sure it won't be my last."He said. Then, as he nodded at the video of tool I'd drawn, and squeezed both titty for emphasis, he added"But you're probably the best actual artist of any that I've seen in these classes…and, without a doubt, you definitely have the best tit ! ”