Art Class Part 2

The next week you find yourself back in Professor Becker’s class. She actually praises you for not being too embarrassed to come back. You are once again instructed to go into the backroom and get ready. But when you get back there, you can’t find a robe.

“Uh, Professor Becker?” you call out to her.

“Yes dear?” she calls back.

“I can’t seem to find the robe I wore last time; do you know where it is?”

“Oh, sorry, I took it home earlier this week to wash it and forgot to bring it back.”

“Oh, alright.” You don’t really know what to do. You wear the robe for a short time, but you still liked having that little bit of security at the start of class. “Should I just start off in my boxers?” You call back out to her.

“Why don’t you just stand on the platform naked through the beginning of class?” She pokes her head into the back room. “I mean, we’ve already seen you naked now.”

You proceed to strip out of your clothes. You fold your things neatly as you take them off, placing them on the middle shelf of the old bookcase that was in there. Looking over yourself in the large, full body mirror hanging on the wall, you “fluff” yourself, just a bit, making sure that you are presentable.

You walk out into the open art room, where Professor Becker had just finished arranging some chairs. She turns to face you. “Are you ready, the class should be arriving shortly?”

“Yeah, I’m good.” You walk pass her and take your place on the platform, where you see thee stools sitting. You try to just relax as you sit there, waiting for the class to begin. Professor Becker continues setting up, and you swear she seems to be taking every opportunity to glance at your naked body. There was a sound of chattering voices as the door to the art room opens and the students start to filter in.

Your mind can't help but to keep thinking what the other two stools are for. You assume one is for Emily, but what about the other?

After all the students Professor Becker starts class. Your stomach drops a little bit, realizing that Emily is not there. You mind starts to going crazy thinking about how she must have just been acting nice and really though you were a huge perv. You are quickly brought back to reality as you see the different students explaining their assignment.

The previous week you had cum all over your fellow model’s (Emily) panties. Professor Becker then gave the 5 female students the assignment of recreating the cum soaked panties using any technique or materials they wanted.

There were some pretty impressive ones using latex, cotton, and other materials. One student went so far as to recreate the scene in porcelain. The final student, Wendy, hands the professor what looks like just a pair of panties. Professor Becker holds them up and you can see some liquid soaking into them.

“What did you use?” Professor Becker asks her while looking over the panties.

“My panties…and my boyfriend,” Wendy replies with a smile.

Professor Becker just rolls her eyes, before addressing the class praising all of them on their fine work. Suddenly the door swings opens and Emily comes in apologizing profusely for being late, as she runs to the backroom.

Professor Becker starts explaining that they are starting a new section focusing on motions and fluids. Emily comes out of the backroom in her robe and sits next to you on the little stage. She leans over, looks down at your nakedness and whispers, “That why I bring my own.”

The professor continues, “Your assignment today, is to see a scene once and recreate it. Make sure to focus on the details of the fluids.”

You start to wonder what in the world she is talking about when you hear her continue, “Now male orgasms tend to last less than 60 seconds, and can be as short as 5-10 seconds.”

Your mind is racing, “where is she going with this?”

She turns to Emily and asks, “Would you mind if we used your panties again, dear.”

“I didn’t wear any today.” Emily replies, like the Professor asked her for a pencil, not her panties. You start to wonder if Emily even has the ability to get embarrassed.

Professor Becker thinks for a moment, then lifts her skirt and pulls down her panties. They are tan cotton full back panties. She steps out of them and places them on the third stool on the platform with you and Emily.

“Mr Doe,” she says motioning towards the panties.