Art review

Although your class (and especially your teacher) are absolutely beaming from having just watched you orgasm so explosively, you feel terribly ashamed. Today was the first time you really started to feel comradery with these girls, and came out of your shell... Only to then find yourself dripping with sweat naked on a table in the center of the room, spraying cum everywhere. And on top of that, your teacher was only giving normal art instruction to her pupils, when you came all over her face without warning (or at least you convinced yourself that this was how it played out).

You stop dwelling on your own shame for a moment and hear Kenita still discussing the permissibility of orgasms in class, with your teacher: "I'm just saying, I don't see how you'd be in trouble at all, given John was already having an orgasm, before his penis was in your mouth!" Kenita continues with a grin "And even helping John reach orgasm in class isn't a crime, if it's for the sake of legitimate artwork!".

Kenita looks proud of herself. "Did I mention my mother's a lawyer?"

"Well I certainly like your suggestion Kenita! It's too bad there's not enough time left in class Today! " she says blushing as she hides behind her champagne.

Ms Orwin walks to the front and turns on the lights. "OK everyone, that was enough fun for now. Let's do some constructive critique of each other's work."

You get up to get dressed but the teacher snaps her finger and tells you not yet. She directs you to the front of the room, tapping on the table where she wants you to sit. You climb up on the table, and curl into the fetal position, still quite embarrassed. The other girls all climb up next to you, cuddling in close. "We still would like access to your figure for reference, {first name}."

The teacher starts selecting different images the girls have presented, and the room goes around giving supportive feedback of the artistic choices made on each. But as part of the critique, a lot of discussion involves admiring descriptions of how your penis inspired them and made them feel. You are amazed by the breadth of vocabulary that they use to describe the beauty of your erection.

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Mara - your closest relationship in the group - seemed to spend the most time just gushing about how much she loved it, rather than her technique with the artwork. She displays a piece that is an **** closeup of your very wet penis, and precum pooling on your body all around it.

"This is excellent Mara. " Ms Orwin says looking at Mara, then back at the drawing. "I'm going to put it up on the showcase wall outside"

Mara squeals and wraps your arm around her, cuddling in close to you with her feet tapping up and down in your lap.

"How can this be OK to display in the hallway at school though?" You ask.

"Its art not porn! You're an adult now, we are trying to train you to act like one..." She says as she walks out of the room with the image, encouraging the class to keep discussing the others.

"Don't worry John, you can't even tell its you!" as she nuzzles against your chin, proud of herself, oblivious of your less enthusiastic mood.

Kenita next shows an image of you looking over your shoulder, showing all your back muscles and your naked ass from the side, showing your face and the fact that you are naked. The class is impressed with the subtlety and delicaltely restrained sensuality of it. Ms Orwin walks back in and agrees.

"You know this is really great too Kenita. Very mature approach".

"It was only because of beautiful subject material" she says, running her hands up and down your back and ass muscles.

"You can't put this one up too... Then everyone will know the penis one is of me!" You interject worriedly

"Nothing says the images in the showcase are related. Nobody else will make that connection." Ms Orwin says as she takes this picture outside the room as well.

Deisy is up next. She excitedly describes your butt as being especially delicious, and leans down to nibble it playfully. You hop up surprised, as the girls giggle. She shows a statuesque pose of you from the back, showing mostly soft curves along your body's edge, broken only by your erect penis prominently thrusting upward.

Ms Orwin comes back in and commends Deisy on her **** use of positive and negative space. "I love it... What do you think John, are you going to complain about this one too?"

"But it's clearly me, showing me naked in school, with a boner and everything!" feeling like the shape of your body is easily identifiable between the 3 images together.

"Your face is in shadow, it could be anyone... I'm putting this one up." your teacher says as she walks this image out into the hall as well.

Emmy spends her time talking about the transitions between textures, especially the most wet areas. She shows an image that depicting your exaggerated penis reaching towards the sky from below, dwarfing your face in the background through perspective. She manages to even represent a tendril of precum flowing down the shaft.

"You know what, I really like this one too. I'm going to put this up outside in the showcase. Is that OK with you Emmy?" she asks, and receives a thumbs up from Emmy.

You sit up straight, despite the girls trying to hold you down. You are suddenly quite concerned. That shows my face and everything else."

"John grow up! this is art... and in particular this one is really beautiful and technically exquisite!"

"But people will see it and talk about it!!!"

"Yeah but what bad things can they say?", she says and then mimics a cliche teenager's voice: "Oh that John looks really handsome and has a huge beautiful penis! Lots of popular girls drew him naked! I wouldn't want to be that guy!" She takes the picture off the wall and says "It's going up... end of discussion!" and then walks it outside to place on the wall. Emmy Sympathetically rubs her feet on your thighs, then getting distracted rubbing them on your boner before you shoo her away.

Laura then shows a doodle she did of you with eyes closed and clenched teeth, ejaculating towards the viewer. It's just a scribble, but conveys the moment and captures your likeness well. It only shows the teacher's head as a silhouette from the back.

Ms Orwin walks back in while the discussion is still going on... "OH and this HAS to go up in the display case!"

"No! You can't be serious!" You exclaim with adrenaline twisting your stomach in knots.

"You're just going to complain about everything, aren't you??? This is such a memorable moment from out class, and captured in such a unique style! "

"But it's just a picture of me cumming!" you say, as Laura cuddles into your shoulder attempting to calm you.

"I'm in the picture too John, and I wasn't even the model. Don't be so picky about how an artist uses your form to make a statement." She grabs the image and similarly walks out of the room to display it.

Laura gives you a hug from behind. "Sorry you don't like it John, but I only made it because it was a moment I loved and wanted to remember. I think everyone else at school will love it too..." squeezing your sweaty naked body tightly.

Outside you hear the teacher speaking to a crowd... "Yes these are quite excellent aren't they? We were blessed with a very brave student from class modelling nude for all these Today!"

Your teacher walks back in just as the bell rings... "Hey John can you stick around after class?" as she walks back to her desk. "Close the door behind you please girls."

The girls each give you hugs and thank-yous before hopping up from the desk. Emmy squeezes her tiny butt back into her shorts, and the girls grab their bags and shoes, as they shuffle to the door gushing about how great Today's class was. You wave goodbye as they close the door, and you walk back to the teacher and your clothes.

"I need to have a private conversation with you." she says as you slowly approach.

knots in your stomach get worse. You have no idea where this conversation could go after the events of Today's class.

"Come over here and help me finish this bottle of champagne first... Did I tell you how impressed I was with you Today?" she says as she gives you another glass.

Your teacher taps on the desk where she wants you to sit, and slides your clothes out of reach. She then sits next to you, placing her hand around your waist as she lets her shoes fall to the floor and nervously rubs her feet against each other.

After a moment of thinking, she looks over at you and gently places her other hand on your inner thigh, very slowly and nervously sliding deeper between your legs.

"This isn't something I would normally ask a student, but..."