The Art Course

by LynoXes

  Leonie tolerated all of it, and a little draft of air that swept over her nether lips made her realize how much Miss Lenz would have been able to see at that moment, had she stared right at the genital area in front of her. But the lecturer was already at the other side of the panel, to make sure that the other students weren’t to see more than just a few pubic hairs. Leonie had to take a deep breath, once she was placed in her position. She was hot and cold, thinking about the fact how openly she would present herself to someone, would that person stand in front of the panel.

  In reality, however, everyone sat at the other side, where they were drawing the seemingly alluring Leonie in all her glory, even though some had their difficulties concentrating. Meanwhile, Leonie had her eyes closed and fully succumbed to her inner voice. She took shallow breaths as she was lying there, free from modesty, thoroughly enjoying lying there and being the center of attention. She felt the eroticism and almost got a bit embarrassed, as she felt a tingling sensation and noticed some light wetness between her thighs.

  “So guys, that’s it. Time’s up.” Leonie heard her lecturer’s voice, almost as if through cotton, and awoke from her temporary coma.

  Miss Lenz was standing in front of her, yet facing the other students, and excused her students for the afternoon. She then turned around and helped Leonie off of the table. What followed was a jump into another dimension.

  Once Leonie’s feet hit the cold linoleum floor, the whole illusion was over. On the table and the soft blanket, she felt safe and secure. She was the muse to the art students surrounding her, had slowly forgotten her modesty, and completely succumbed to the situation. Now she was brought back down to earth and only felt naked. She quickly ran towards the chair with her clothes and put them on in an instant, while everybody else was busy putting their things together. Seldom had fabric felt this good on her skin.

  Miss Lenz noticed the change of heart and stroked Leonie’s back. “You were great.”

  “Thank you.” That was all Leonie could say.

  The lecture hall slowly turned empty, and only Miss Lenz, Leonie, and Thomas were present. While Leonie went to grab her bag without making any eye contact, Thomas moved forward to the lecturer. Under the pretext of apologizing for his lack of concentration, he started a conversation.

  “So, next week… Will there be another lot drawn to decide?” Thomas asked as Leonie walked towards him and Miss Lenz.

  “I think so,” Victoria answered, and took the paper scraps out of her bag. “Let’s take Leonie’s piece out of the mix, though.” She put the paper scraps onto the table. Together with Thomas they looked for the paper with Leonie’s name on it, and after a short time, there was one lot less on the table.

  “I think Leonie should be the lady luck next week,” Thomas suggested, and Miss Lenz agreed. “That would be only fair.”

  “Besides, you can’t pick yourself,” she then told Leonie, who had now arrived in front of them. Leonie nodded abashedly and thought that, with her kind of luck, she probably would have mastered even that.

  At this point, the students for the next class were already entering the hall. It must have been a lecture or a big exercise session, as all spots were taken. Miss Lenz moved through the masses to get outside, followed by Leonie and Thomas. There she said goodbye to her students.

  Leonie’s friend Melanie had been waiting for her outside the building, but once she saw Leonie exit together with Thomas, she quietly waved at her friend and left the scene with a big grin on her face. There was a moment of silence between Thomas and Leonie. Embarrassedly, they stood side by side, not sure what to say.

  Thomas finally broke the unbearable silence and asked Leonie if she was in the mood to get a drink. It was at this moment that she noticed how exhausted she was from all that posing and happily agreed to get some refreshments. Besides, holding a drink would keep her hands busy enough and let her refrain from fidgeting around nervously. They walked across campus towards the cafeteria. Thomas ordered two Cokes, and they sat down at an empty table.

  “I still can’t believe you partook in this whole thing,” he acknowledged. “You are really courageous.”

  “Well, I didn’t have a choice,” she said with a smile, but Thomas insinuated that he was not sure if he could have gone through with it.

  “I guess you will have to shiver next week, eh?” Leonie teased him.

  “I will just try my luck,” he responded.

  “Well, I guess I just had bad luck today,” Leonie said pensively. “And believe me, for the most part, I felt really embarrassed.”

  “Oh, come on. You don’t have to be ashamed of your body,” Thomas responded. “You are beautiful.”

  “Thank you.” Leonie blushed a bit.

  And for a short moment, there was complete silence between them before Thomas plucked up all his courage: “Leonie, can I ask you something?”

  “Sure, shoot!”

  “I have… well, I am… how do I say… the drawings didn’t really… well; they didn’t turn out the way they were supposed to,” he stuttered. “I was so occupied with looking at you that I completely forgot to draw.”

  Leonie had to smile internally. For a moment, Thomas looked just like a little boy who got caught with the hand in the cookie jar and who had to pay now for his actions.

  “Did I miss the question?” Leonie wanted to know.

  “No, wait. I wanted to ask if I can draw you again. Naked that is.” He shamefully looked at his hands, seemingly awaiting a rebuff.

  Leonie didn’t know what just went down, but the little devil within her ear screamed ‘YES!’ And before she knew it, she agreed.

  “Really?” Apparently, Thomas did not expect a positive answer.

  “Yes, really. But if you ask one more time, I may change my mind.”

  “Oh god, please, no!” Thomas retorted and could hardly believe his luck.

  Leonie was still puzzled, but a short while later, she and Thomas were on their way to his apartment, where she would let him draw her. As they were forced to wait at a traffic light, Thomas took the initiative and grabbed Leonie’s hand, which had them walk holding hands for the rest of the way. His touch gave Leonie strength and the feeling that she made the right decision.

  Thomas’ attic apartment was a ten-minute walk from campus. He lived together with Robert, a journalism student, in a shared apartment. Once they arrived, Thomas led Leonie into his room. It was relatively big and cozy, stuffed with bed, couch, desk, and rugs, but most of all it had many pictures on the walls.

  “Shall we start directly?” Thomas asked, and Leonie knew that this was her cue.

  She nodded and started to take off her clothes. She neatly put her clothing on the couch and placed herself naked, her back facing Thomas, in front of the bed. Meanwhile, he had prepared a chair and sat down behind Leonie. As he started to draw her back side, Leonie pondered if this whole thing was now easier or more embarrassing than before. It seemed simpler, because Thomas had seen her naked before, and it was only one person and not the whole art class. But still, this private atmosphere made everything appear so new. It didn’t take long, and Thomas had finished the first drawing.

  “Turn around, please,” he said, and Leonie complied. Her breasts and pubic area were now facing Thomas again, and she immediately felt him staring at her intimate body parts.

  “This time, please, concentrate… and don’t forget to draw,” she said with a grin, as Thomas was already staring for an extended moment without being able to put but one line on the paper.

  He blushed somewhat, presumably feeling caught out, which helped Leonie to loosen up a bit and to feel more comfortable in her skin. While concentrating intensely, Thomas was now working on his drawing and was even able to finish the second one within only ten minutes.

  “Can I see?” Leonie asked, and without waiting for an answer, she walked over to Thomas and stopped next to him so that she could have a glance onto the paper.

  Thomas went completel
y stiff on his chair. Only inches away from him, Leonie stood bare naked, bending over to see a bit better. Her breasts were now leveling with his eyes — he scrutinized those beautiful, smooth hills, and moved his stare via her tummy all the way to her pubic triangle.

  Once Leonie finished looking at the drawing and turned her face towards Thomas, she realized how hard he was peering at her; considering the short distance between them, she pondered how likely it was that he could see her love lips through her pubic hairs. Surprisingly, this did not really bother her. In fact, while walking back to the bed, she tried to behave as tantalizing as possible. She took on the lying position, which she had found herself in already a few hours earlier.

  “Will you move on now?” she asked with her sweet voice and was delighted by Thomas’ unsuccessful attempt to hide the bulge in his crotch.

  “Well… of course…,” he stuttered and continued to draw.

  Leonie watched her artist and was under the impression that the tension and agitation had transferred from her to him. Line after line, he completed the drawing, for which he only needed two warnings from Leonie. As he finished, Leonie asked if she was supposed to take on any other poses, but Thomas let her know that he already finished the last two drawings during class.

  “Oh, okay. I guess we are done here,” Leonie reckoned, turned on her back and lifted legs and arms into the air.

  “Should I bring you your clothes?” Thomas asked, but Leonie declined. She was a bit confused about her reaction but as naked as she was right now, she had seldom felt so comfortable. She was relaxed and enjoyed Thomas’ soft bed.

  Meanwhile, Thomas believed to be hallucinating. There was this beautiful young and naked woman on his bed who didn’t show any ambition to leave. He walked over and sat down next to her. His eyes glanced over her body, aimlessly. She enjoyed these looks, and also didn’t wish to close her legs any much longer. In fact, she opened them up a little, so Thomas had an unobstructed view. At this moment, she would have loved to feel his hands on her body, but she was too afraid to speak out the words, just as he was not able to touch her without permission.

  “Leonie, can I ask you something?” he wanted to know, and Leonie rolled her eyes.

  “Yes, you may. And stop always asking for permission before you have a question.”

  “I really want to draw you.”

  “But you just did that.” She was resting on her elbows again and looked at him bewilderedly. He had already gotten up and put together his easel, including canvas.

  “I mean… I really want to paint you. With colors.”

  She thought for a moment. “I’d have to be still for quite a while, yes?”

  “Yes, but I will help you in return to take revenge on Sophia,” he said.

  “Why would I want to get revenge with her, and how do you want to help with that?” Leonie was confused. “I mean, yes, she picked my lot, but that was not on purpose.”

  “Let’s just say we’ll wait and see,” Thomas answered, as he looked for his painting materials.

  Leonie had no idea what he was getting at, but there really was no reason for her to turn down his wishes, so she agreed.

  “You’re awesome,” Thomas happily mentioned and started to rearrange things in the room.

  He closed the curtains and darkened the room almost entirely. He then asked Leonie to get up and put a dark red blanket over the bed before he placed several white candles on the edges. Finally, he put Leonie into her position. She was supposed to lie on her back — one hand behind her head, the other on her stomach. Thomas pulled some of her hair out of her face before he put his attention to her legs. One leg was moved a bit forward and stretched out. The other was bent behind it, resting on the bed.

  Leonie shuddered, as he slightly stroked the inner part of her thigh, real close to her genital area. She was laying there, a tad on her side, facing Thomas, and no inch of her body was hidden anymore. He was happy with his composition and looked at Leonie, how she was lying there undraped, sprawling on his bed. Her body was in great contrast with the back-cloth, and the candles created the frame of the artwork.

  “So, now, please hold still,” he said and stood behind the easel.

  Concurrently, he started to paint. He lived every stroke of the brush and enjoyed the most beautiful model that he ever painted. An hour later, somebody knocked on the door. Leonie, completely in her thoughts, winced immediately.

  “Stay this way. Don’t move,” Thomas said. It sounded more like a request than a demand, and Leonie forced herself to lie still.

  “Yes,” Thomas yelled, and a moment later his roommate Robert entered the room.

  “Hey Thomas, I wanted…” That’s all he could say. Completely surprised by the sight of the naked girl, he just stared at Leonie, who got goose bumps in an instant. Robert picked up his courage: “Sorry, I didn’t want to disturb.” He was about to go when Thomas alerted him.

  “Wait. You are not disturbing us. What’s up?”

  “Well, I just wanted to know if you are in the mood to go to the movies,” Robert answered, still staring at Leonie instead of his conversation partner.

  “Not today. Tomorrow would be cool, though,” Thomas quickly replied, and a short moment after Robert was gone again.

  “You bastard,” Leonie complained, but his grin let her forget the burgeoning anger, and if she had to be honest, that situation had something exciting about it.

  Without further disruptions, Thomas kept working on his painting. It seemed to take forever, but Leonie showed adamant discipline and kept still. It was late in the evening when the painting was finally finished.

  Leonie stretched her arms as well as her legs and relaxed from the one-sided position she had been lying in for so long while Thomas went to wash his hands and arms. As he worked with the colors, he ended up just as colorful as the picture. When he came back, he was quite surprised to find Leonie tucked in under his bed covers… sleeping soundly. It seemed the day was quite exhausting for her, so she fell asleep right away. For a moment, Thomas contemplated drawing her again, but then quickly blew out the candles, and opened the window to let in some fresh air.

  Then he just stood there, undecidedly, in the middle of his room, before he took off all his clothes, except his boxer shorts, and went to lie down next to Leonie, in the bed. He did not know if she was okay with it, but once she put her arm around him and cuddled up beside him, all his doubts disappeared. He felt how her naked body pressed against his. Her bosom pressed against his chest, and her pubic hairs tickled his thigh. It had taken a while before his body and mind calmed down, and he too fell asleep.

  It was Leonie who awoke first the next morning. It had taken a moment before she realized where she was and that she was wearing nothing at all. But it didn’t matter because it was Thomas who was lying beside her. He was not covered with the blanket, and his boxer shorts sported a very prominent morning wood. Leonie knew that this did not necessarily have to be a question of arousal, but the smile on his face told her that he was having pleasant dreams.

  As soon as she noticed that he was waking up, she closed her eyes again and pretended to be sleeping. She noticed that he woke up and left the room. A few minutes later he returned from the bathroom. He looked at Leonie, who moved the blanket aside and was lying naked on the bed sheet.

  Determined, Thomas walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. He bent over and kissed her stomach. She didn’t do anything to keep him from moving further, and a kiss turned into many kisses. Slowly, he made his way upwards, until his lips reached her breasts. He kissed around the soft little hills and got closer and closer to the nipples. They boldly hardened, and after Thomas had nibbled on them for a while, he went back to kiss her stomach, only to move closer to Leonie’s pubic area.

  “How much longer do you want to pretend that you are sleeping?” Thomas asked, having fully uncovered Leonie’s act.

  “Just a little while longer,” she said. She enjoyed his caresses and stroke
d through Thomas’ hair.

  Thomas was already orbiting her intimate area with kisses while his hands fondled the inner parts of her thighs. His fingers moved carefully over her nether lips, parted them, and granted his tongue admission to paradise.

  Skillfully, Thomas pampered Leonie’s pussy with the tip of his tongue. He circled around, massaged her pearl and nibbled softly on her Venus' lips. Without restraint, Leonie started to moan and pressed Thomas’ head harder between her thighs. He knew exactly what he was doing, and after a short time, she was overcome by a gigantic orgasm.

  After rearing up for one last time, paired with a loud groan, Leonie slumped down exhausted but satisfied. Thomas kissed her tummy and went to lie down next to her to hold her. After Leonie rested a bit, she could feel Thomas’ erected, thumping penis pressing against her thigh, and this time, she knew it was because of arousal.

  Without pondering any further, she took the seam of his boxer shorts and pulled them down. Immediately, his blazing magic wand shot up into the air, and she was quite astonished to see that Thomas had shaved his whole intimate area. She was fascinated, and her fingers moved over the hard shaft and across the sensitive testicles. She let the foreskin slip back and forth a few times before she bent over Thomas and put this manhood deep into her mouth. Her tongue slid over the tip of the penis and massaged the foreskin while one of her hands kept caressing the shaft, and the other played with his testicles.

  Thomas thought he could hear angels sing. This girl seemed so innocent but was so sleek. Leonie shortly let go of his dick and took turns with sucking on his testicles, before she guided the tip of her tongue all the way up his shaft back to the penis head. She put his dick into her mouth as deep as it was possible. Thomas’ hands clawed into the bed sheets and shortly before he came, he warned Leonie.