by LynoXes
“Watch out.”
Leonie understood, let his shaft slide out of her mouth and jerked him off with her hand. A split second later it happened. The cum squirted out of his wand and landed on Leonie’s upper body.
“You pig,” she laughed.
“Why me? You’re the one who got yourself dirty,” Thomas replied.
“Eww!” Leonie stuck out her tongue.
“How do you feel about a shower?” Thomas asked.
“Sounds great.”
Thomas helped Leonie up. She was hesitantly walking towards the door, which Thomas held open. Then he understood.
“Robert is gone. He had an early lecture this morning.” That helped. Leonie strolled through the door, then the hallway, and towards the bathroom. This meant she also didn’t have to worry about her very noisy orgasm, earlier.
In the bathroom, the two lovebirds went into the shower and started to clean each other. Leonie enjoyed the warm water and Thomas’ strong hands on her body. She was almost disappointed when it was over fifteen minutes later. Thomas passed her a towel and dried himself off with another one. Leonie wrapped herself in the towel. It was the only thing she was now wearing, as Thomas guided her through the kitchen and onto the secluded roof terrace. He offered her a lounge chair.
Leonie spread the towel on the lounger and took a seat — naked so that the sun could dry her skin. Thomas used this time to prepare breakfast. It consisted of a chocolate fondue and a huge fruit platter. He put both on the table next to Leonie and sat on the other lounger beside her. Leonie’s legs dangled over the left and right side of the lounge chair and gave a clear view to her lady bits. Together they enjoyed the breakfast and the sight of each other in their Adam and Eve costumes, respectively.
When Leonie accidentally let some chocolate drip from a piece of fruit onto her stomach, Thomas came to help immediately and licked the part clean. They made a game out of it. Leonie kept allowing some warm chocolate to drip onto her body. First, only on her tummy, then also on her breasts, and eventually her pubic area. But before Thomas could greedily lick the last part of her body, Leonie came up with a new idea.
She took a grape and let it slowly roll between her breasts, over to her tummy towards the Venus hill, before she carefully pressed the fruit between her nether lips. Thomas was on fire and covered her vagina with kisses before he embraced her entrance with his mouth to fish out the grape with his tongue. Two grapes later, Leonie was highly aroused, and Thomas’ hard dick spoke a clear language as well. Leonie pulled him close and kissed him passionately while his throbbing penis invaded her gap. The two students made love as if there was no tomorrow — wild and without restraint.
The next few days, the two spent every free minute together, and Thomas gave Leonie almost no chance to think of her role as a nude model. Besides, all the comments and compliments she got from all sides were speaking for themselves. The shame she felt earlier, about having been seen naked by everyone in her course was quickly diminished, and Leonie could concentrate fully on Thomas. Melanie was especially an enthusiastic listener and was genuinely happy for her girlfriend to have found happiness.
Back in the art course, Miss Lenz was seemingly impressed by Thomas artwork but quickly understood what went down when she saw Leonie and him walk in hand in hand. The other students, however, were tense, as they knew it was, once again, time for some nude drawing. Everybody was still envisioning the poses Leonie had to engage in, and even though it was quite erotic, nobody wanted to walk in her footsteps.
Everybody looked around, nervously, as Miss Lenz took out her paper scraps, and especially Sophia was shocked to see that not her, but Leonie was asked to come forward, to determine the next model arbitrarily. After having taken another look into the room, Leonie looked at the table and understood right away what was happening.
The sunlight came shining through the window onto the lectern in such a way, that it was possible to read the names through the thin paper scraps, albeit mirrored. This meant that Sophia indeed made her choice before she drew the lot. Leonie was fascinated, and let her eyes glance over the papers. She found Melanie and Thomas quite quickly and finally also Sophia. Without much hesitation, she grabbed the lot and announced the name.
“Hey, that’s unfair!” Sophia screamed. “You could read the names even when they were covered. You drew me on purpose.” But the next moment, she sank into her chair. She had revealed her wrongdoing.
Miss Lenz walked over to the table and looked a bit closer at the paper scraps. She hadn’t noticed that the paper was so thin. Usually, she had written the students’ names on carton, but that was obviously thicker than this paper.
“Sophia,” Miss Lenz said “would you please come forward, Miss. You are our model for today.”
“But she cheated,” Sophia complained.
“Just like you did, last week, Miss,” the lecturer asserted. Miss Lenz was angry and became formal with Sophia. She once lost a bet, and there was nothing wrong with an orderly lot drawing session, but to clobber a fellow student like this, that was too much. “Either you come forward and model for us, or you can leave the course, with the known consequences.”
That worked. Sheepishly, Sophia crept forward.
“Here are the poses I was thinking of,” Leonie mentioned and passed Miss Lenz a sheet of paper.
A short glance was enough, and the art teacher recognized Thomas’ artwork and Leonie as the model. She smiled and looked a bit more at the proposed poses. All of them had one thing in common. They were revealing and hid nothing. But this was probably the right medicine for Sophia. Leonie walked over to her seat happily and sat down between Thomas and Melanie.
“Would you please take your clothes off?” Miss Lenz asked Sophia, clearly irritated, and Sophia followed her demands.
Just like Leonie, it took her some time to bring up the courage to take off her clothes. Nervously, she took off her shirt, then her skirt, before the underwear had to go. Embarrassed, she put her clothes on the chair and tried to show her back to the class as long as it was possible.
“No, we will need this chair,” Miss Lenz noted, took the clothes, and asked Melanie to put them somewhere else.
“Of course,” Melanie responded happily, and marched confidently with Sophia’s clothes up the rows, and put her clothes onto one of the seats.
Sophia had not even noticed where her clothes had gone, as she was way too occupied being embarrassed. She was bare naked, standing there, for everybody to see. Her body was a bit less slender, not fat, but what they call baby fat was quite visible on her tummy and butt. She was very embarrassed to show her round bottom all uncovered, but it was supposed to get even worse.
Miss Lenz put the chair in front of the table and asked Sophia to sit down. She had no other choice but to turn around and to face the rest of the class. The lecturer corrected the student slightly so that she finally sat straight and with slightly opened legs, her arms on the side of her body.
The students who were facing her had free sight onto her busty chest, which had already given in to gravity, embellished with big areolas. Her pubic area was completely shaved, so that everybody could notice her small nether lips, which were visible between the big ones.
“Today, we will begin with the basic sitting position,” Miss Lenz explained, and the students started to draw.
Leonie had already drawn her first lines as Thomas’ roommate Robert, together with another guy, walked into the lecture hall.
“Hold still!” Miss Lenz warned Sophia, who winced as the two young men entered.
“What can I do for you?” she wanted to know, and Robert explained. In the context of his studies, he was creating a study guide and was therefore visiting all the courses in order to present them to recent high school graduates. In the first moment, Miss Lenz wasn’t sure if this was the right opportunity. However, Robert mentioned that there wasn’t so much time until the semester came to an end. If he wasn’t taking care of this course now, he
couldn’t promise it would be mentioned in the final guide.
Miss Lenz could not risk the danger of not being mentioned, and with a grin, pondered if the prospect of drawing nudes in connection with posing as a model themselves could be motivating or daunting for future students.
“Okay. Well, just start then,” she said.
“You can start with the pictures, Jan,” Robert told his companion, and sat down next to Miss Lenz, to ask questions about the course.
Jan, however, took out a very expensive looking camera and started to take pictures. First, only a few pictures of the lecturer and the diligent students were taken, but then also of the exposed Sophia. He took shots from different angles and made sure that all details of her body were recorded for eternity.
After the first ten minutes, Miss Lenz interrupted the interview with Robert. Sophia was supposed to get up and bestride on the chair. Her legs left and right, next to the backrest; she had to move her butt back a bit, all the way to the edge of the chair and bend her upper body forward somewhat. She had to cross her arms over the backrest and put her head on them while hollowing her back.
Sophia’s boobs touched the cold wood of the backrest, and her nipples got real hard, pressing painfully against the unrelenting material. Her butt was really accentuated in this position. The butt cheeks had moved apart from one another somewhat, and from that viewpoint, it was easy to spot parts of her vagina and her butthole.
While Miss Lenz dedicated herself again to her conversation with Robert, the students drew the back side, and Jan kept taking pictures. From the front, the left, the right, above and below. Nothing stayed hidden, and the lens captured everything. Leonie was grinning internally. So this was Thomas’ way of showing revenge. She could not decide if it was more exciting to pose provocatively for Thomas or to celebrate the shame and humiliation of Sophia. She happily drew her pictures.
Meanwhile, the lecturer forgot the time over talking about her curriculum, and Sophia was already posing for five minutes longer than expected in her position. Miss Lenz spread the blanket on the podium and helped Sophia to sit down on it before she put away the chair.
In the following pose, Sophia had to sit facing her fellow students, the legs tucked up towards her body, arms crossed over her knees with the head resting on her lower arms. From the side, the art students had a great view on Sophia’s bosom, and between her thighs, her nether lips popped through.
While Jan went back to his work, Robert walked through the rows and interviewed the students about their experience with the course. Miss Lenz leaned against a wall and observed what was happening. She could imagine how embarrassed Sophia must have felt in that pose. The lecturer also knew it wouldn’t get any better with the last two poses. But she granted Leonie this satisfaction, after all, Sophia exposed Leonie quite horribly. She guessed that this was a planned revenge, but the close interaction between Thomas and Robert was quite obvious. Jan kept taking one photo after the other of the bare naked Sophia, and Miss Lenz knew that, in a few minutes, he would get quite the opportunity for a snapshot.
After twenty minutes, Sophia was allowed to relax a bit, before she was placed in position once again. This time, she had to be on all fours, her right side facing the class. While lower legs and thighs created a right angle, she was supposed to take her arms and stretch like a cat. Sophia had to lift her head up towards her neck, and once she was in the demanded pose, Miss Lenz pondered how explicitly the student was cowering there. The only thing missing was the moaning on her lips and a man who was taking her with deep thrust from behind. Instead, Jan was standing just a meter behind her, and while all the students were only able to see Sophia’s breasts, he had a free view at Sophia’s exposed intimate region.
Almost wistfully, the lecturer noticed that, usually, due to the high male quota, there was usually also a male model to draw. Somehow she was missing the sight of a crisp young man in his Adam’s costume, and with a smile, she thought of the poor guy who had to do this last year.
With the third pose, it was over with the self-control, and the whole course was able to see his best piece unfold in full glory. But even though he was embarrassed, and his face had redefined the color red, he was brave until the end; he finished posing with a lovely boner.
It was time for the last pose. Sophia had to, just like Leonie the week before, lie down on the table, open her legs and put them on the edge. The difference was, however, that her genitals didn’t face the blackboard — but the room. Miss Lenz took Sophia’s hands to bring them into position so that the naked student couldn’t even use those to help cover herself. While her left hand was put on her left boob, the other found its way to the pubic area. Sophia put her hand immediately over her vagina to cover it. But Miss Lenz corrected her so that only the fingertips were leveling with the clit while the hand itself was resting on the Venus hill.
The pictured situation was unambiguous and quite abashed; Sophia was contemplating what sort of view the others were enjoying as Jan kept taking photos. As Leonie eternalized the humiliated Sophia on paper, she thought back to that moment when she was working on those poses with Thomas and felt a tingling between her legs again.
The atmosphere was so arousing that day that she actually played with herself while Thomas had drawn her. He had to keep it together to finish the picture before he went on to support Leonie with his tongue. With a smile on her face, Leonie finished the last drawing of her course, and the time was over.
While all the other students were packing their things together, Miss Lenz helped Sophia off the table and bundled up the blanket with her other stuff. Sophia immediately looked around to find her clothes, but before she found them, Robert stood right in front of her, to ask her a bunch of questions. What a catch-22 Sophia found herself in: She did not want to give Leonie the satisfaction and tried to appear as natural and confident as possible.
Calmly, she answered the questions, not sure what to do with her hands. She did not want to cover up her parts, to make it obvious how ashamed she felt, but she really could not figure out what to do with her fingers. Jan took a few more photos before he left the room together with Miss Lenz, engaging her in a discussion about the relation of art and photography.
While most of the students had left, Leonie and Thomas waited by the door for Robert, who still interviewed the nude model, casually. Sophia started to get restless, and then it happened what was bound to happen: The doors of the lecture hall opened, and almost 300 people poured in to visit the next course.
Everybody looked at the naked student with big eyes, and Sophia became more and more restless, unable to answer Robert’s questions. The lecture hall was almost full, and as Robert had enough, he thanked Sophia, and joined Leonie and Thomas, leaving the room.
Sophia was left alone and had to find her clothes as quickly as possible. She thought she had to faint, as she spotted her stuff all the way at the top of the hall. Next to two staircases on each side of the room, there was also one in the middle, and that was exactly the one Sophia had to walk up — bare naked, amidst so many students with their pulled out mobile phone cameras.
Ashamed, she walked up, her arms covering her breasts; she was forced to make a mockery out of herself. As she reached the top of the stairs, it couldn’t go any faster. She quickly put on her clothes and fled the campus. She really didn’t put this past Leonie, such kind of revenge, but she also had to realize that still waters can run rather deep, at times.
A few weeks later, the study guide that Robert had created with his work group was released. Available for current and future students, it was to be found in printed version as well as on the internet. Most people liked the article about Miss Victoria Lenz’s art course. In it, embedded, was a picture of a naked student, and they had purposefully picked one that didn’t hide a single thing. Sophia’s photo was presented with name, age, and study course, so everybody, who wanted to see how the young woman looked like naked, could.
If someone wanted to
look at a picture of the bare naked Leonie, one had to visit Thomas’ apartment. Above his bed hung the nude picture of his girlfriend, which he painted for hours. At first, Leonie was a bit embarrassed about the idea of anybody seeing the painting, as Thomas had a great eye for detail and pretty much drew everything exactly as it was. But with time passing by, she got used to it, and the many compliments she received, for it boosted her ego immensely.
The End.
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