Maggie’s Slutty Journey Ch. 4.2

[Hey everyone, work is sadly working me to death, I'm part time and they've been scheduling me as a full timer with no benefits, bullshit right? Anyways, had to write today to vent a little, hopefully you are all enjoying, this is one of my fantasizes that I hope to live out in school one day. Anyways, enjoy! PS softball is going well, if I could catch a ball, haven't even gotten to hitting practice yet.]

I felt like all the energy had been sucked out of my body and fell backwards not even thinking if there was a seat actually behind me. Like falling in a dream and the sudden stop and loud bang as I hit the seat brought me back to reality. The sound making me more embarrassed than my current state of undress as it caught the attention of everyone around me and like an embarrassment spiral, I began to blush and was embarrassed that I was blushing as both my face and chest must have been a bright red.

“Ok then,” Mr. Lampman spoke up, “we’ll take 30 minutes per pose and give our model a break, per our usual schedule, we’ll do three poses and go over technique afterwards.”

The whole thing felt so clinical, I didn’t know why I was feeling for embarrassed in the first place. The body is normal…natural, I probably wasn’t even the first naked model they’ve seen, they’ve probably seen dozens this year alone.

The teacher looked back at me, hand on his chin, “that’s actually perfect Maggi for our first pose, stay just like that for the next half hour if you can.”

I was still so overwhelmed; I hadn’t even thought of the way I was sitting in the chair. I didn’t dare move because the students were now drawing me, but could feel the display I was giving and understanding more and more of my predicament as the shock began to wear off. The chair was solid wood with my legs spread, very unladylike, my arms just draped over the arm rests and I was slightly slumped in the chair. I was comfortable that I could hold the pose but not so much as I was on complete display for all the students with no modesty left what so ever.

I tried to look up to see what Nat was doing, “Ms. Hill please try to stay still for the pose, even the slightest movement can throw off a drawing.”

I immediately looked back down, moving my head back to the way it was hoping I didn’t ruin anyone’s art. The first thirty minutes was really hard, all I could do was look down at my exposed naked body and stew in my own thoughts of humiliation.

“Ok, let’s take a quick, let’s say, 15 and get back to finishing up our first pose,” the teacher turned to me, “sound good Ms. Hill?”

I looked over at him a little stiff and nodded, “ok then, 15 and back to it.”

Natalie made her way over to me and handed me the robe, I didn’t really understand the need at this point since everyone had seen me naked but put it on and took comfort in the feeling of cloth on my skin once again, “hey why don’t you walk around and see what you look like on paper,” she winked at me and walked out of the class probably to the bathroom.

I took her advice and started to walk around the class, some were, well, amateur, while others blew me away at the talent. The more shocking part was some people focused on my face and neck, others on my legs or arms, there were a few that focused on my chest which made me blush a little, especially at how hard it seemed my nipples were. When I got back towards the front, I saw Vinny’s work and I think he was more embarrassed than I was for some reason and when I saw his work that immediately switched back around. His work was amazing, the level of detail was something I didn’t see from any of the other artists, but as I scanned over his drawing the level of detail was given to every part of my body. If the hardness of my nipples were embarrassing enough as it was, he caught every detail of my pussy and with my legs spread as they were didn’t realize how openly exposed my pussy was till now.

Shit, that’s when I realized I really had to pee, “hey Vinny, by any chance you know which way to the bathroom?”

“Just outside across the hall, can’t miss it.”

I quickly made my way out, barefoot and in nothing but a thin robe didn’t even think twice before walking out and into the bathroom past students walking through the hallway.

“Oh my god, what the fuck are you doing here?” it was Natalie looking at me kind of shocked.

“I had to use the bathroom Nat!”

“There’s one for the models in the teacher’s office, you just wanted to walk around naked didn’t you,” she giggled to herself.

I didn’t want to tell her Vinny told me, but ran into a stall unleashing a waterfall of pent up…let’s call it, humiliation into the toilet. I cleaned up, patting myself dry, but as I did, I realized how sensitive I was from the toilet paper alone touching my clit. When I unlocked the door and walked out, I was immediately met with Natalie right in my face, pushing me back against the stall door and kissing me deeply.

“You have no idea how turned on I am right now, I always fantasized about nude modeling for one of these classes, but I go to school with these people so it would just be…awkward after,” her fingers found their way through the opening in the robe and between my legs, “it’s like I’m up there right now and you’re pose was so lewd, I have no idea how you weren’t leaking like a faucet up there.”

Her fingers trailed from the bottom of my pussy until the tip of her pointer finger met my clit and it was like a jolt of electricity shot through my body, “Mmmm, Nat please, I have to go back up there in front of everyone.”

“Awe, are sure you don’t need a little,” she paused and got really close to my left ear, her finger slowly pushing inside of me as she seductively spoke into my ear, “relief.”

“No, no, I’m good, I’m good,” it took all of my will to grab her wrist and pull her out of me.

Natalie was in her sex crazed mode and I needed to get out of there before she started something and we would get caught having sex in a public, college bathroom. I wasn’t sure how we hadn’t got caught already except out of sheer dumb luck. I walked back out and across to the classroom amongst more students, not noticing how completely on display my legs were, thanks to Natalie and once back in was met with the look of all students ready to start drawing once more.

“Thought we lost you there Ms. Hill,” a few giggles from the peanut crowd as I made my way back to the stage.

Natalie walked back in and into her seat, I guess this time she wasn’t going to help me disrobe and that duty now fell on myself. I untied the belt holding it together once more. It felt different being the one knowingly undressing rather than the sudden shock that Nat had put me through, it ends up she was doing me a real favor by doing it the first time, this time felt more exposing and purposely as it was my own hands exposing me this time. I let the robe drop to the floor, now feeling the air circulating around my naked body, the coldness of the room and the stares of all the eyes on me, this time around felt very different than at first.

I took my seat, trying to recreate the pose as best as possible, now fully aware of how I looked outwardly. My legs spread wide, slumped in the chair, nipples painfully hardening from the cold and as I focused between my legs, could feel how open my lips were. But even that felt different, more intense, maybe it was the sudden acknowledgement of my display, Natalie’s touch from the bathroom, the vision of Vinny’s drawing in my mind, I was starting to feel myself get wet.