Stay with the group

He quickly set to work changing the minds of those around him. They were still going to bear witness to his cock, but he had a much greater audience in mind.

The chaperone made her way tot he back row to remind them to behave themselves. She got to Nate and stopped for a moment before remembering why he was naked.

“Oh yes, Nate. It is amazing how easy we forget. As our nudist exchange student, the museum has vowed to respect your culture and not **** you to cover yourself on the premises.”

“Okay.”

All the students still thought he was weird, but as far as they knew, due to his culture he was ignorant to their prudishness and they just have to accept it, or else be labeled a bigot.

They all got off the bus in a single file line. Their tour guide was startled before Nate enlightened his mind as well. He seemed nervous and was constantly eyeing the lad but said nothing. So began the long and tedious task of emptying the buses, organizing the students, and taking attendance again. Once that was finally over they entered the museum full (let's be honest here, it was a museum, there was nothing "full" about it) of unsuspecting people.

They filled into the open area where the guide had to explain to the staff that there would be a naked boy walking around, and they weren't to do anything about it or else risk a lawsuit. With that out of the way they began the tour.

They came upon a room with paintings on the walls and a statue in the middle. The statue was of a woman. She had a slim, beautiful figure. Her hair, though made of dark marble like the rest of her, looked natural in its shape as it flowed down her shoulders. Her breasts were bare, and the sculptor had detailed the spike of her nipples. She was holding a cloth, failing to cover herself. It just barely covered her crotch, leaving a delightful tease. From behind you could see her full back from her shoulders down to the beginning of her ass, which was mostly concealed through her sitting position.

She looked hot, and Nate loved the sight of her. Sometimes he forgot just how unashamed the world used to be about nudity. He reached his hand down and started massaging his crotch. It didn't take much to get him going, and soon he was pumping his hand around his cock to a museum exhibit, while all the surrounding staff and attendees and his teachers and classmates were busy watching him.

Not wanting to spoil the moment just yet. He pulled his hand away and looked around nonchalantly. Everyone remembered what it was they were supposed to be doing and resumed it. Nate walked with an erection as the group moved on to see more exhibits, which he also jerked off to. It was fun.

Eventually he became desensitized with the static breasts and buttocks of old that lacked the action of a video and immersion of an erotic story, and began to seek something more than just the eyes of voyeurs.

He looked around at the people, turning around to hide that they were looking at him, complaining or asking about him to the staff, who responded appropriately. He saw his fellow students, who thought it was fun to have some weirdo with them. He saw Bernadette, a redhead in his math class. She was usually the one to call him on his antics. He thought she would make a nice victim. He waited until she was facing the other direction, sneaking always hard to do when you were the center of attention, but he only needed to avoid her sight.

He walked up behind her and grabbed her breasts and pushed his erection into her lower back. She tried to protest, but was met with stern looks by those around her and reminded to be quiet. The chaperones could see that she was uncomfortable, but knew (or thought they knew) that she should respect his culture’s customs. Some of the students, mostly guys, were entertained by the sight. Nate rubbed his erection, lifting her shirt and touching the skin on her back, crouching to stick it up her shorts. From there he thrusted his hips so that he fucked the space between the inside of the seat of her panties and her asscheek.

He could read in her mind that she was humiliated, which he savored vicariously. This little incident really got the attention of the normal visitors. She was **** stressed and he let her break free enough to sit down. She slumped, with her elbows on her knees and head in her hands. But he wasn’t done with her yet. He took his penis and stick it in her armpit between her bicep and side, and proceed to thrust. She had acquiesced by this point, and let him do what he wanted. People watched as he, with one foot on the ground and the other on the cushion she was sitting, fucking her armpit. No one there had ever seen it been done before, not even in porn. They had never even considered it.

When he was done he grabbed her long hair and finished himself with a hair-job, leaving semen for her to wash out once they got home and long after it had dried.