Draw Me Like One of Your French Girls

John entered and took his usual seat towards the back of the art classroom. June (she hated when her students called her Miss Summers) was at the front of the classroom in a summer dress that just barely covered her nether regions with the top button undone. This fortunate situation caused just enough cleavage to pop out to get every guy’s (and a few girls’) motors running. John figured she would be a good first test of the upgraded Observe.

“Woah,” John gasped under his breath. “Not only does she have the highest relationship score with me, but she knows about my stories?!” John’s mind raced with this new information. How did she know about his stories? He used a pen name and always made sure to post those stories using a VPN to hide his IP address. His mind snapped back to the real world when he heard June speak.

“Good morning class!” June greeted her students in a very cheery mood. “Today we will be drawing! What you ask? Me!” exclaimed the teacher. “Just kidding. It’ll be a free draw. So please, draw whatever comes to your mind,” the teacher explained. Every male student (and some female students) had their dreams both realized and crushed in a matter of seconds by this sultry teacher’s joke. Although, some of the boys still thought about drawing her but decided against it.

John pondered on what he should draw. Should he be bold and draw June? Maybe that was a hint for the boys to draw her? Or maybe he read too much into this because she actually likes him as opposed to every girl he’s observed so far. John decided to play it safe and not draw June.

John began by sketching out a variety of ideas he had. Most were the standard idea: fruit bowl, nature scene, and so on but there was one unique sketch. It was based on one of his erotica stories that John couldn’t help but wonder if June had read. It was of a female warrior who explored a cursed forest and ended up getting tentacle **** by the vines of various treants that lived in the forest. While John wasn’t brave enough to take June up on her offer, he was brave enough to test the waters with the sketch. He then spent the rest of the class drawing the full scene out, making sure nobody, not even June, would see it. He wanted to turn it in last to gauge her reaction. He periodically cast observe to both improve its level and to see what information he could get on his classmates.

“Ok class, time is up! Please come turn in your drawings at my desk,” announced June. John took his time, waiting until everyone had cleared out before he approached June.

“Ah John, I can’t wait to see what you drew. Your drawings always impress me,” John couldn’t help but be entranced by the beautiful face of June right now. Her brown eyes pierced his soul, entranced by her presence. The smile on her face radiated warmth onto John.

“Here is my drawing June. The idea for it suddenly came to me, I hope you don’t think it crossed a line,” John informed her, almost apologetically.

“Oh…my!” gasped the teacher. “While not what I was hoping my students would draw, it shows you at least got the point of my suggestion,” June said with a sly grin on her face. Her eyes were glued to the drawing, studying it. She took in every line, every curve, and every violation of the girl. She seemed very pleased.

John, on the other hand, took this time to take in something else. The massive cleavage of June Summers to be precise. And take it in he did. Her mountainous flesh looked amazing from his angle. His eyes followed the top of her breasts, followed them down to where they met and were pushed together to make a valley any many would love to climb into. It was between those bosoms that John noticed a necklace sitting where he wished his dick was.

“Enjoy what you see?” questioned a sultry June.

“S-sorry June, I didn’t mea-” John was cut off as June leaned over the desk which granted him an even better view of her glorious globes.

“It’s fine my dear. You’re the only one who came close to taking my bait. I enjoyed myself in your stories. And yes, I know some of those stories are about me. Not too many people have these in my size,” June informed John as she took his hands and placed them on her tits while continuing to whisper into his ear. “This drawing of yours has gotten me wet.”

John, sensing another cue and willing to risk it, quickly moved his right hand down, hiking up her dress and placing his hand on her mound

“Mmmm. Seems you got that hint. Very good. But we..ooOooOooooo…” was all June could get out before John started to rub her clit with his thumb. He rubbed and pinched the clit just like he saw in the porn he’d watch every night and apparently it was the correct thing to do because June just kept moaning. John decided more boldness was necessary. He removed his hand from inside her panties, to June’s disappointment and confusion, but quickly understood what was happening when John gently pushed her into her chair, went around the desk, and swiveled it to be in front of him. He got down on his knees in front of his teacher and took her panties off to get them out of the way, and making sure to place them in his inventory as a trophy.

John took a whiff of the smooth, shaved pussy in front of him. The smell was not what he was expecting. It smelled almost like lavender. John figured it must be from when she showered or something and brought his mouth to her clit. He began to lick it, slowly at first. While he had watched plenty of porn and thought he’d be ready for this moment, actually having to do it was far different than viewing it.

“Oh yes John! I didn’t expect this to happen this morning!” June exclaimed.

“Me either, but I’m happy it did,” John replied while getting some air.

“Mmm, keep going, I’m so close,” moaned June to her student between her legs.

John was not one to disappoint a teacher so he resumed his task. He aggressively began to lick and nibble on her clit while his fingers probed thir first pussy. He slipped one finger in, and while it went in easy enough, there was still a good amount of pressure. Huh. The amount of sex June had would make me think her pussy would be super loose. Maybe she has somehow kept her pussy tight? John increased his number of fingers to 3 and picked up the speed. The speed of his fingering combined with the sheer amount of pussy juices flowing out of June made a sloshing sound that drove John wild. His combination clit and pussy attack brought June over the edge and she let out a huge orgasmic scream as her juices were launched all over John’s face. To his surprise, her pussy juice tasted better than he thought.

“Oh god, that was amazing. The girls must love that tongue of yours John!” cried an exhausted June. John had come up for air after that and was panting from the workout he just had.

“Actually that was my first time doing that,” confessed John.

“Was it now? If you’re that good eating out pussy I wonder how good you are with this…” inquired June as her foot began to rub his dick. “Sadly, you need to get to class. You are already late. I’m happy I have my breaks right now on Mondays,” smiled June.

“Well here you go John,” June said handing John an excuse note for his next teacher, “and we will have to do that, and more, again,” she whispered into his ear. John’s mind went blank with what June just said. His mouth was agape as he gathered his things and made his way to the door. Right when he got to the door June said one last thing to him.

“Oh, and John, do enjoy my panties as a reminder of this moment,” June informed John, knowing full well that he not only had her panties but deduced that he intended to keep them. John left the classroom with a smile on his face.