Your erection stays firm against teacher's lips

Your teacher's lips graze the head of your penis more and more frequently as the boldness of her poses increases. You're too distracted to pay attention to the suggestions the girls are yelling out to her, but they are seemingly getting more and more risqué.

You are enjoying this sensation too much, making it hard to hold still as your teacher starts pressing her lips more deliberately against your penis. Kenita gets close and snaps several images of your teacher pressing her lips against you at various angles.

"Wow" Kenita says... clicking away on the camera.

You are sweating bullets as her lips drag up and down your shaft enthusiastically, eventually sliding both of her lips around your shaft, posing as if she was eating corn on the cob. Kenita laughs as your teacher poses, squeezing down firmly with her lips as if taking repeated nibbles. She moves her head around, wrapping her lips around different parts of your swollen dick. You are sweating and shaking as you try to not flex your erection in her mouth. You want to say something to interrupt her photoshoot, but the pleasure is too great, and you are panting trying to catch your breath.

She opens her mouth wider, posing as if maliciously chomping down on you. You feel the slight pressure of her teeth, but before you can grow concerned you also feel the slightest gentle touch from her tongue. Its first touch seemed accidental, then apprehensive, then adventurous as it felt like it was gently caressing and exploring the contours of this hard fleshy thing in her mouth. As it pressed more firmly against you, you could feel her heartbeat, and she no doubt could taste yours.

A slow-moving bead of precum is crawling down your shaft as it contacts your teacher's tongue. You feel this occur with great embarrassment but are still trying to get control of your own rapid breathing.

"Ah" your teacher huffs with mouth still agape, sliding her tongue from side to side in an attempt to lap up any more, in turn exciting your body and encouraging it to produce more.

Kenita interrupts "Can you move to the end? I can't see your facial expressions from behind it."

Ms Orwin acknowledges her and repositions herself on the ground, never breaking contact between your dick and her tongue as it slides up your entire length slowly and deliberately making exaggerated gestures to the camera as she waits for Kenita's approval.

"OK that's great" Kenita says snapping away more pictures enthusiastically.

You let out a whimper as you are getting far too excited by this experience...all of your classmates sitting closely all around you, intently watching your teacher's oral art collaboration with your powerfully aroused penis. You are shaking and sweating as you try and hold it perfectly still with a herculean effort. You are **** to not embarrass yourself any further in front of your classmates - and especially your teacher - when all of this is being photographed for what you trust is at least partially legitimate artistic intent.

God you wish they weren't photographing this - your teacher's tongue wrapping around your boner - but your body is too distracted to do anything about it. This whole day has gone beyond any reasonable limit, but this tongue bath is just too far out of your comfort zone. You almost build up the strength to intervene when you suddenly gasp at the sensation of your teacher aggressively dragging her tongue along the head, massaging the tip with great pressure. You start panting hard again as she quickly flicks the tip of her tongue back and forth against the very tip of your dick... almost as if she was strumming a guitar solo.

You reach your hands out slowly, as you awkwardly try and find the strength to resist. Kenita interrupts you though with a command of "Hands at your side please John!" which you instinctively follow, gripping your hands into trembling fists against your legs. Your toes dig into the soft earth, as Kenita fires off several more frames of Ms Orwin's intense cock-licking.

She turns to the group and blushes while chirping out "None of this counts by the way... I can do this because I'm a lesbian..." Casually confirming something the class had long suspected... but it doesn't change that she's about to bring you to orgasm, and sounds slightly dubious given how much joy French kissing your rigid swollen dick is seemingly bringing her.

"This is just art we're making..." She says with a nervous smile and short of breath "But still don't tell anyone about this... OK?" as she turns back to stare at your appendage without waiting to get a confirmation from the group. She pauses for a moment of internal debate as she stares...

You whisper "Please" between your gasps, in an attempt to call this to an end, but at the same moment she leans in giving your tip a gentle but deliberate kiss. Your heart flutters, breaking your train of thought as you feel her soft lips linger as the camera fires several shots.