The next assignment

After about 30 minutes, most of the women in the class have put down their pencils. Professor Becker makes her way around the class commenting on the various students’ works. Finally, she clears her throat. “For your next task, we’re going to be working on the different consistence of fluids.”

She smiles at you and Emily, her eyes twinkling mischievously, then turns back to the class. “You all saw how fast and thick male ejaculation is, but female fluid is much thinner and clearer. It tends to just drip out rather than shoot out. This gives it different textures, causes the light to reflect differently, and forms different patterns.”

Emily giggles again, nudging your arm with her elbow. “I think it's going to be my turn to have some fun,” she whispers in your ear, her breath tickling your skin.

“Did you bring it?” Professor Becker asks, looking over at Emily.

“Yup!” Emily answers casually while opening her bag and pulling out a clit sucker vibrator.

Professor Becker nods approvingly. “Perfect,” she says. Then turning back to the class she continues, “Now watch closely as the fluids start being produced and see how they differ from the semen.”

Emily takes a deep breath and lifts one leg up onto the stool, spreading her legs wide open. She places the vibrator against her hood, turning it on with a soft hum. The students lean forward in their seats, eagerly watching as Emily’s pussy begins to react to the stimulation.

At first, it doesn’t look like much is happening. Emily adjusts the vibrator between her legs several times. The room is silent save for the soft hum of the vibrator and her shallow breathing.

As you watch Emily work herself right before your eyes, you can’t help but feel your cock stiffening again. The sight of this beautiful naked woman playing with herself in front of you is more than your mind can handle. Your hand unconsciously moves down towards your crotch, and you start stroking yourself.

Emily readjusts herself several times, but you still don’t see any wetness. Her eyes are closed tight, and you can sense her starting to tense up.

She opens her eyes and looks over at you. Her eyes immediately fall to your crotch. She bites her bottom lip as she watches you stroking yourself. She reaches down, spread her lips and places the vibrator directly on her now swollen clit. Suddenly you start to see the wetness begin to build.

After a few minutes, Emily starts to drip. Drops of her sweet nectar start to fall from her pussy, coating her inner thighs. Her entire crotch is now shimmering with wetness, reflecting the light from the overhead fluorescent lights.

The students continue to sketch furiously, trying to capture every moment of this erotic performance.

As she continues, Emily grows increasingly wetter. The drops of liquid fall faster now, landing on her stool below. Soon, a tiny pool has formed underneath her.

A few moments later, you see her pussy start to twitch. Each contraction is accompanied by a small gasp or moan and, of course, more of her juices.

You can’t help but stare, fixated, at this display of pure sexual energy. As you watch, she begins to moan, her hips starting to rock back and forth in time with the rhythm of the vibrator. Her eyes are fixed on you stroking, her face flushed with pleasure. You want nothing more than to be inside her right now.

“Oh god,” she gasps “I’m so close!” Her breath comes in quick, ragged pants. You can see the veins standing out on her neck as she strains against her orgasm.

And then it hits her. Her back arches, and a gasp escapes from her lips. Wave after wave of pleasure wash over her body. The vibrator falls from her hand, landing on the floor next to her with a soft clatter. She pants heavily for several moments before finally catching her breath.

Emily’s pussy continues to twitch and spasm even after she has finished cumming. Her thighs are slick with her juices, and several small pools have formed on the stool below her.

Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she catches her breath, her nipples standing erect against the cool air in the room. Her cheeks rosey with desire.

Professor Becker grabs the vibrator off the floor and turns it off. The room is quiet now, save for the sound of the students scratching furiously against their sketchpads. You can feel your own heart racing as you watch Emily, sitting there naked and wet, recovering from her orgasm in front of everyone.