You talk to Rachel

As you try your best to reach out and apologize to a now bottomless Sophia, you hear someone calling your name.

“Heathy~” A woman says to you from behind. You turn around, somewhat scared as you recognize that sultry and teasing voice. You then lay eyes on Rachel, who is sitting on a bench, making no effort to not look directly at your ass and now erect cock. You notice she has some sort of tape measure, but it’s more like a rope you’d see your mother use to measure people for outfits.

You know that being around Rachel is no good for your horny mind, but maybe that’s exactly why you do actually want to talk to her? “If she was willing to give me a titty-fuck, then who knows what she’ll do to me next?” You think to yourself.

So, you walk over to Rachel, which causes her eyes to sparkle like a bright star in the sky. You can’t help but cover your cock the best you can as you approach her, hands barely able to hold your stiff member down.

“Hey there, Heathy! Looks like you’re happy to see me~” Rachel says, staring at your erect cock. You blush in response. “W-W-Well, I wouldn’t say I’m that hap—” You try to say before you are cut off by Rachel grabbing the tip of your dick. You try your best to stop her, but part of you doesn’t have the drive to stop her.

“Feels just as good as the last time I grabbed him~” Rachel says with a breathy voice. You gulp audibly, blushing hard as you try and control the situation, but you can’t help but feel amazed by Rachel’s fingers.

You slowly relinquish control, with your hands resting at the sides of your hips, with your erect cock now at eye level with Rachel. But instead of touching you further, she takes the tape measure and holds it along your cock. She takes a couple seconds to get the right measurement, which only makes you more embarrassed as you stare down at your own cock.

“Wow! 7.5 Inches! You’re quite lucky, Heathy…” Rachel says in slight awe. You blush, never thinking a woman would complement you on your cock size. “T-Thanks…” You reply, but that was just the first part.

You flinch in pleasure as you feel the measure touch and slide against your shaft. You look down and see she has wrapped it around your cock. You let out a couple low and quiet groans as she intentionally squeezes it around your cock and rubs it back and forth. “Fuck, she’s such a good tease~” You think to yourself, but suddenly the pleasure goes away, leaving you subtly thrusting once again.

“5 inches of girth too! Seems someone is very well endowed~” Rachel says.

“W-What is the point of all this? Did you just want to measure my cock or something?” You reply, feeling self conscious talking about your cock so openly like that. You blush at the idea of you so casually saying such a thing while naked in public, something you are understandably still not used to by now.

“Well, you see, I want you to be my subject and model for my art pieces and I needed to get your measurements for a better scale of what I’m working with,” Rachel explains, surprisingly not lusting over you for once.

“Me, a model?” You say in disbelief. You never considered yourself model material, but hey, anything could happen at this Academy.

“Exactly! You’re handsome, sexy, and very cooperative~” Rachel says in a way that makes your skin crawl. But right after she said that, you feel her hand grab your cock. You look down and see Rachel jerking you off with no warning.

“Mmmmmfuck, w-what are you doing~?” You ask as you feel your cock getting pump vigorously. Pre-cum drips from your cock as you feel yourself get close to orgasm, one of many you’ve had today.

“I need measurements of you soft, silly~” She replies, seemingly unwavering in her goal to make you cum. You squirm and your knees almost buckle as you feel yourself get closer to cumming, but you remember Taylor Time.

You don’t want to cum just yet! If what Taylor said about Taylor Time is true, then you’d want to save an orgasm just for the both of you.

“Please… Stop!” You say, and surprisingly, Rachel immediately lets go of your cock, leaving you practically on the edge and very horny.

“Awww, alright Heathy, but if you ever want to continue our modeling talk, I’m either here or in my dorm,” Rachel says with slight disappointment.

“Erm, ok?” You reply. You weren’t expecting Rachel to stop giving you a hand job so easily. Maybe she isn’t as weird as the others in this Academy, who knows? But what you do know is that you’re horny and **** for Taylor to make you cum. You guess it’s been 30 minutes already, so you turn around and start heading to the dorms.

“Goodbye Heathy!!” Rachel yells to you as you leave, with a faint blush on her face.