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Chapter 9 by bluebat bluebat

Can you resist your orgasm?

Barely resist orgasm

Your teacher doesn't realize that all of her hands-on penis drawing instruction has brought you to the absolute limit, and that your body is about to cum hard, just inches from her unexpecting face.

Your sweaty body is in the air spasming, as you climb your feet up onto the table, almost trying to push yourself away... but your teacher's hands continue to follow. She crawls up on the table with you as you try and get away. She grabs your inner leg with one hand and is holding it against her cheek as she grips your dick tightly in the other hand only inches away... she finds herself stroking your penis up and down perhaps unconsciously.

You writhe around moaning so loud that you are yelling. You flex, squirm, and spasm dramatically while flinging sweat over everyone around. Your torso continues arcing backwards as Kenita bears the majority of your weight, sliding around on your now slippery muscles able only to grip you by your ass. Your penis starts uncontrollably thrusting in the air as you prepare for the fireworks to start.

But you suddenly find a well of endurance, just as the tiniest bit of cum begins to flow out of you.... "NOOOO!", you yell and then with all your energy, urgently you shove against Ms Orwin's shoulders. You almost knock her off her feet, as you yourself fall backwards into Kenita's arms. It takes a few moments to catch your breath. You are still loudly moaning if about to orgasm, and your penis is still throbbing hard, slapping against your abs rapidly.

Startled, Mara asks "What the hell? What gives, John?"

"I am soooo sorry Ms Orwin", as you scramble around the table and grab her hamd (an especially clumsy movement to accomplish with your throbbing hard wet penis). "You had me just a moment away from orgasming right in your face", as you nervously chuckle... momentarily forgetting the absurdity of this entire situation Today.

"Ha ha! What a shame..." she answers playfully, as you help her back to her feet. "You'll just owe me one some other time then!"...

You are taken aback by her comment, not sure if she was signing you up for later giving her a facial, or if it was a joke that you missed... In either case, you collapse back into a pile on the tables at the front of the room, panting and tired. You ask her for a break since you were already pretty exhausted from posing, before you fucked her hands.

Ms Orwin happily agrees, and turns on the lights, thinking it's a good time to wrap up and review everyone's work.


The girls crowd around your naked body splayed out on the table where Emmy and Laura had sat this morning. Mara slides your panting head onto her lap, and runs her fingers through your hair. Emmy climbs up next to you still in only panties and a tank top, and reaches her bare foot out to touch your erection.

"No don't! I'm still really close to cumming..." you say apologetically as you hold her foot away, while trying to make sure she doesn't lose balance.

"I just wanted to feel it, in case I never get to see it again." says Emmy, battling with her foot in an attempt to touch your dick with it again.

"No, I promise we'll have Mr. Doe pose for us again." says Ms Orwin.

You glare at your teacher, who scoffs back. "You are definitely posing naked for us again. I won't take no for an answer!"

The girls squeeze your muscles and rub your back to show their affection, but you nervously dodge the subject as you stand up and start walking to get your clothes....

"Not so fast!" Ms Orwin says as she grabs your hand, and pushes you back to sitting between the girls crowded around you. They all reach out and pull you back down to the table and press themselves into the muscles on your sides and back. None of the girls are wearing much because of the warm weather, and they rub all their skin into yours.

"I'd like to be able to reference your body as we do our critique... Does anyone want to share first?"


The girls take turns presenting their drawings and discussing not only their work, but intimate details of your anatomy. Your penis is the sole subject of many of the drawings, and your teacher likes to use her fingers on your penis to discuss the linework.

The other girls are emboldened by this and begin using their hands more in the discussion, to the point that every girl is touching your dangerously throbbing penis on their turn... and often there are more than one set of hands feeling around at the same time. Each presenter, really lingering their touch absurdly long after the topic, and growing increasingly confident with the **** of their touch and their familiarity with the penis-scape they are exploring. Your occasional gasps of embarrassing pleasure elicit giggles from the group and further embolden them.

You try and brush some of them away, claiming that you are a bit too aroused to be touched right now... but other hands move in, in their place. You start moving more frantically trying to take their hands away, but it quickly becomes a game where all the girls are trying to keep their hands on your penis at the same time. Hands are all over your shaft, and it quickly becomes crowded as every girl does her best to touch you with both hands... chaotically bumping, sliding, and pressing harder than before as they try and keep contact with your before eventually Laura and Daniele each overpower you and hold your arms at your sides, as the teacher and other girls giggle at what seems like harmless fun.

You're getting very nervous again that you might cum from all this attention, as girls start feeling you all over, and even the teacher forgets about the critique as the girls just take turns touching you and talking about the way your body feels. Some girls rest their head on your chest and arms, Laura even playfully licks your chest, commenting on your taste.


You are dripping lots of precum over the table and on the girls, as you start to squirm and tense your muscles. Your breath gets shallow as the class gets quiet and they run their fingers along you more to get you to start softly moaning.

Laura softly says in your ear "I think he likes this..." as you nod your head and gulp.

"Oh!" Ms Orwin exclaims as she runs across the room and returns with a large camera. "I should get a few pictures of this for the yearbook, smile girls" as she starts snapping away... but you are too overcome by pleasure to stop her, or even think rationally. The camera moves within a couple inches of your erect penis, as the teacher warns "Don't worry, your penis is out an out of focus foreground element framing everyone's lovely faces". The only desire in your mind is spraying that camera with your cum.

You start moaning and gasping as you thrust your groin in the air harder and harder to the coos of the girls holding you down on all sides. You hear the camera shutter capturing every skyward thrust of your penis, even as you occasionally bump the lens with your very friendly erection. An unknown hand from behind you reaches out and holds onto your shaft, sliding up and down with increasing speed. The girls all squeal at the naughtiness that is going on, and how easy it is to overwhelm you. Laura even starts to kiss the corner of your mouth tenderly. The class is getting out of control, and you've already lost the fortitude to resist.

Your teacher smiles as she pulls up a chair, scooting in very close and dropping her camera... Her breath gets shallow and she starts to moan to the rhythm of whoever is beating you off, sounding like she is about to orgasm herself. She puts her hands on your upper legs and leans in, moaning louder.

She bites her lip for a few moments as her faces hovers inches away... "Don't tell anyone I did this" she says to the class, as she opens her mouth, and is interrupted by the loud ring of the period bell. You jump off of the desk and run to the back of the room as a few girls whistle and slap your bare ass.

"I don't want it to be over" says Deisy.

"I also didn't get all I wanted yet..." replies your teacher. "Maybe we can even start an after-school group." she says as she adjusts her now disheveled clothes and hair. You hear a conversation start about all the different ideas for where and when they could next have you naked, but you are focused on getting your clothes on quickly. Ms Orwin carelessly has opened the door to the hall, and you are fully exposed to the confused students walking past.

Who approaches you as you get dressed?

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