Modeling becomes hard

Robert had himself splayed out on the bench as Stacy floated close. She reached out and pressed her hands against his bare chest and he took in a quick breath. Robert sat there looking confused as he felt two warm hands pressed against him. He began to adjust himself in his seat.

“Robert,” the professor spoke up seeing him shift in his seat. “I understand this may be a bit uncomfortable to you, but please refrain from moving your body around.” Robert nervously nodded his head as the professor started talking about the importance of remaining consistent when sketching a subject, but Robert could focus as Stacy knelt in front of him and ran her hands down his body and along his thighs.

Robert felt a pair of hands go down his front and grab his thighs. It took all that was in him not to let out a little moan. “What the hell was happening?” He thought to himself. “I need this grade, I can’t fuck this up, but what the hell is touching me?” Robert felt himself getting more turned on, and his cock began to rise. There was some chatter heard amongst the students, but they all remained very serious and focused on their sketches, as far as Robert could tell.

“This is a natural reaction to be on such a natural state.” the professor said out loud, obviously referring to Robert’s steadily growing erection. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of, and nothing to find humorous.”

“Damn straight it’s nothing to be ashamed of” Stacy said, though no one could hear her. She took her hand and gripped the base of Roberts cock, and stroked it a little with her free hand. She looked up and watched as the student model tried his best to stay still, but he could not help but breathe heavy. All the class could see was a nervous model with a crazy hard on who was trying to relax.

Stacy put her mouth around Robert’s cock and began stroking hard, trying her best to not move his cock to much. Robert only felt a warm mouth around his cock and felt a hand stroke him. He wanted to moan, to grab his own cock, to not feel like he was going crazy. Instead he just sat there helpless as everyone looked and sketched onward.

Stacy stopped and sat up, watching the large cock twitch in front of her. “Oh that looks so good, I think I’ll have to take a seat” Stacy floated up and positioned herself over the nude model’s member, which was now sticking straight up.

Robert let out a small sigh of relief. The sensation of a warm mouth and hand stroking him finally went away, and he could finally relax. His cock was harder than ever, but he didn’t care, and it seemed neither did anyone else. “This isn’t all that bad” he thought to himself as he relaxed his body.

Then, he felt something hot on his cock. Hot, wet, tight, squeezing his cock, pulsing, and moving further down him. “Fuck!” He thought to himself. What the hell? Why is this happening now?!” A bit of panic set in, but Robert remained still.

Stacy was slowly lowering herself onto the models cock, and it felt so good inside her. She moaned and grabbed at the edge of the bench as she began to bounce up and down, fucking herself on Roberts cock. She felt it’s throbbing and listened to his breath get heavy. Stacy started moaning out, “does that feel good? Are you gonna cum for me? Are you gonna cum in my pussy.” She new no one could hear her, but hearing herself say it out loud felt hot, and turned her on even more.

Robert’s cock was huge and bouncing around. To the artists surrounding him it looked as though it was constantly twitching, but to Robert he felt someone bouncing up and down on his cock. They felt tight and hot, and Robert felt his own orgasm building. “I can handle this, just have to relax, I can do this” Robert thought to himself.

Stacy couldn’t help herself. She started riding faster as she felt her orgasm building, and in a moment, her whole body tensed and squeezed around the model’s hard cock. She felt him throb and the his hips move a little, before he let out a moan. He came deep insider her, in front of everyone.

Robert felt himself cumming hard, and did his best to not move, though he did let out a moan. He expected to see his cum shoot out in front of him, but it seemingly wasn’t there. He felt someone slowly pull away from him, leaving his cock hanging in mid air. “What the hell was that?” Was all that he could think as the rest of his body was relaxing a little at a time.

Stacy floated back to the room where the model had previously undressed, and found his boxers. She used them to clean herself up, and then dropped them on the floor. “That was fun” she said to herself. “I think art might be a class I’ll take in the future, but what should I do now?”