Maggie’s Slutty Journey Ch. 4.3

Dripping like a little annoying leak that I was hoping was so tiny that no one would be able to notice, even with all eyes on me. I hoped that everyone was so far away that they couldn’t see every tiny detail of my arousal, but with every passing second of trying to fight off my body’s natural horniness, it felt like things were just getting worse. I was becoming more aware of every inch of my body as time progressed, as the eyes of a couple dozen art students scanned over my body, as Vinny in my mind was staring directly at my pussy.

Like a doorway to my humiliation, I felt something between my legs and like two heavy doors, slowly being pushed apart, I felt my pussy lips began to unfurl. I wasn’t sure if it was the wetness, the increasing arousal or maybe I had opened up like this before the break and just didn’t notice it until I got in this heightened state. I could feel every centimeter as they slowly spread open, first revealing my inner lips. The feeling was like when you sit on a leather seat too long and your skin slowly peels from it when you get out of the car, just, this was way more humiliating.

I tried my best to ignore it, put on my best poker face and hoped that if I didn’t acknowledge what was going on, no one else would notice, or maybe even care. I mean, they’ve seen dozens of naked models, right? Being turned on isn’t bad, it’s perfectly natural, I mean, I’m naked, there are a bunch of men and women staring at me, drawing me and so what if some of them were cute or if I would gladly let them do whatever they wanted to m at this very moment. So what if Vinny, the cute guy I just met has, even before a first date, seen me complete naked and knows what every inch of my pussy looks like.

“Mmmph,” a sudden moan nearly escaped my lips and I hoped I caught it before anyone really heard it, light music was playing in the background so I hoped it was enough to cover it up.

Oh crap, things were getting worse, my lips were still spreading to the point where it felt like I could feel the circulating air of the room entering me. I couldn’t look down but, in my mind, I swore they could all see inside of me now, that my hole was just gaping that wide open like an invitation to come explore all you want. With a big pink flag known as my clit, signaling all to come for a landing. Shit! My clit, it was so sensitive, it couldn’t possibly be peaking out as well, there was no way I could live this down if not only they were getting a full, uncensored, exposing look to my most private area, but my clit came out to play as well.

I could feel my skin start to heat up, my pulse was going a thousand miles per hour, even though I was sitting perfectly still and I worried my heart was about to burst out of my chest and take off without me. I wanted to be touched so badly, my hips wanted to naturally thrust into the air to find some sort of contact, some way to end this erotic suffering and just let me orgasm. I couldn’t bear to look at Vinny or even Natalie at this point, the shame almost felt fatal, like I would die if they all found out and the closer, I got to that feeling, the closer I felt like I was getting close to actually cumming.

Could someone really orgasm from shame alone without even touching themselves? I felt like I was about to find that out any moment. I’d never felt anything like this before, an orgasm without even being touched, but deep within myself I could feel it building. My pussy lips quivered every few seconds like a spasmatic twitch, my clit was at full attention, and I tried desperately to keep my breath steady although it was starting to make me feel light headed.

Drip…

I could feel it, the stream coming from the bottom of my openly exposed pussy, down through my ass and over my asshole and onto the wooden chair.

Drip…

Another, followed by another, I worried that I was creating a stream that was now dripping off of the chair onto the floor. I hoped it was just thought of as sweat, that no one would think or know that it was from being so goddamn horny at this very moment. That my shame and humiliation was fueling the fire deep inside of me as strangers watch me expose myself to all of them and before I could even think I looked at Vinny and our eyes met. It was no longer a bunch of faceless strangers watching me now, it was one very cute stranger that I knew and it was if I could read his very thoughts.

His eyes traveled down and I could tell exactly where he was looking as they went towards my own lips and I could only imagine him kissing me deeply, passionately, then aggressively. Down to my neck where he nibbled on sucked on it leaving an awful mark behind to show all that he was there. His hands finding my nipples groping them and then tweaking and pulling on my hard sensitive nipples. His wet, warm tongue licking around my stomach, teasing my navel and although it was only in my head, I nearly giggled from being so ticklish at just the thought of him licking me there.

Lower, I both wanted it and cringed in fear from it worried how my body would react in this room full of strangers. But I watched as a smirk formed on his face with a subtle lick of his lips and to be honest, my clit may as well have had a giant neon sign screaming, lick me, suck me, torture me. The look made me believe he had a slight sadistic nature and instead of going right in for the all you could eat buffet, he instead would tease my sensitive little clitoris with his fingers and just when I was expecting more pleasure, he would press it between his fingers, pinching it ever so slightly to mix a bit of pain in with the intoxicating pleasure. But like any gentlemen, began to lower his head between my legs, mouth gaping open and tongue at the ready to…

“Ok, that’s it for that pose,” Mr. Lampman chimed in, “let’s take another break and get ready for a new pose.”