Task 5.5 – Tasteful Modeling

When I came to, I found myself on the cold floor of the stage, and for a second, I hoped it had all just been a bad dream. As I started to come to, a man was sitting next to me, a weird little device was pinching my finger and I felt a pressure around my arm as if someone was squeezing it tight, a bright yellow gurney in the corner with a woman typing something up on a rugged laptop and the teacher talking to her.

“She’s coming around, don’t move Ms.,” was all I heard as I was trying to get up and a hand on my shoulder kept me from moving.

That’s when I realized that the robe, I had started out with was all that was covering me from another stranger about to see my nakedness.

“What happened?”

The man waved over the teacher and she looked over me rather concerned, “well, you kind of fainted, I’m really sorry if I pushed you a little too much your first time, I really hope you forgive me, I feel so bad.”

“Do you want us to take you to the hospital to get you checked out?”

“No, that’s ok, I’m just hungry though and a little thirsty,” I didn’t realize it until now, but my stomach felt like it was eating itself and my mouth was super dry.

“Ms when was the last time you ate?”

“Um, dinner last night, I was too nervous and overslept and kind of just ran here this morning for the class.”

“I think I have some snacks and water in my office, I’ll go get some now, I think she’s going to be just fine.”

With a few awkward signatures and trying not to expose myself, the EMT’s eventually left me with Sarah. Putting on the robe she helped me to her desk and cut me up some apple slices and water which I munched down a little fast causing her to laugh.

“What’s so funny?”

“Just reminds me of the first time I posed for my class.”

“Wait, you posed for an art class,” I blushed at the thought picturing her naked in front of a room full of students, “naked?”

“Yup,” she laughed, “and the first time I was so nervous, I didn’t eat a bite and ended up passing out half way through.”

I couldn’t help but still blush imagining her passed out naked on the floor and the thought of what I had looked like sent another wave of embarrassment through my body.

“Hey, this room doesn’t have any more classes today till late this afternoon, so take your time coming around, your clothes are still in the changing room as well, folded and waiting for you, well I think it’s all there.”

Oh god, she must have realized that I didn’t bring any underwear with me.

“Anyways, feel free to take your time and take care of…take care of anything you need before heading out, I’ll even lock the door for some added privacy,” if I didn’t know any better, it looked like she was blushing a little.

“Well, feel better, I have a…a meeting to get to and some paper work to fill out about the incident,” with that she awkwardly smiled, got up and walked out of her office and a few moments later I heard the class door open and shut.

Did she mean, nah she couldn’t have meant that, a teacher would tell a student to masturbate…would they? I mean she seemed a little flustered and she couldn’t say it, if she meant just dress and leave, she would have said that, wait a second, no way. I mean the door was closed and locked though, I could, if I wanted to…

I pulled the robe apart, not even bothering to get up, although still a little foggy, my body was as sensitive as ever. My nipples hardened under my tender touch, both hands groping at my bare tits in the coldness of Sarah’s office reminded me where I was and turned me on even more. I wish she would have stayed; I wish she would have felt so guilty that she would have helped me with what I was about to do or at least stayed to watch. My imagination was the only satisfaction I was about to have about that.

I closed my eyes and spread my legs, picturing her beautiful face between my thighs, watching me closely as I began to teach my pussy.

Running a finger through my lips, I was soaked, “mmmmm, wouldn’t you rather have a taste, than just sitting there and watching.”

I pictured her smile and then her leaning in closer, her face disappearing between my thighs and only imagining what her tongue would have felt like probing the folds of my arousal. My fingers taking the place of her tongue as my fingertips circled around my clit, an itch I had been dying to scratch for what felt like forever.

“Mmmm, Sarah that feels so amazing, please, please fuck me, I want to feel you inside me, stick your fingers deep inside of me and make me cum.”

My left hand took the place of hers, inserting two of my own fingers as deep inside of me as I could, my other hand continuing to rub my clit imagining that she was still licking me as she finger fucked me.

“Mmm yes, right there, yes, oh god, Sarah!”

I came so hard that I started to feel light headed again and worried that I was going to faint and be found naked and covered in my own juices by someone, even worse if Sarah came back to check on me and found me like that. I took my time and had what was left of the water before getting up, to add a little excitement I left the robe in her office and walked to the changing room naked to get dressed. A part of me didn’t even want to get dressed, but enjoyed the idea of being naked in a classroom, even with the door locked, it still felt risky.

When I got dressed and walked out, I noticed the art teacher Sarah walking down the hallway, she looked a little flustered and in a daze. I wasn’t sure exactly what she was thinking or feeling, but when I got back home, I began to fantasize of all the possibilities. I hope one day, if I had the opportunity and the guts to ask, I would find out.