Green Cay College

"Are you comfortable enough in that pose that you can hold it for a while?" Lisa asked Kjem. It was his second day of modeling for Lisa's class. The first day had been plain modeling, barely R-rated, while the students sketched. He was lying on his side on a minimalistic black couch, the kind you might see at IKEA, in his boxers. He was propped up on one elbow, with his head held in that hand. His opposite knee was up, spreading his legs a bit.

"Yeah, I think so," he answered. There were six or seven students setting up in front of him, spread out on the floor or in chairs, with drawing pads or easels. One student, introduced as 'Annie', had an expensive-looking camera taking video as unobtrusively as possible.

Lisa, wrapped in a smock that looked a bit like a lab coat, wandered up to Kjem and made a couple of minor adjustments to his position and the couch cushion, giving him a peek at her unencumbered tits in the top of her smock. When her head was close to Kjem's she whispered into his ear. "Did you take that blue pill before you came here, like I asked?" Kjem nodded.

Lisa stood back, and still facing him let the top of her smock open to give Kjem a better view. With her back still to the students, she acted like she was adjusting the smock, but in reality, she was giving Kjem ba it of a show. She had nothing on underneath the bottom of her smock either, except for leggings from mid-thigh down.

After she re-adjusted her smock, Lisa turned to the students and gave them instructions for making sketches and writing down ideas, and admonished them to focus, then took a seat in a directors chair behind the students with a clear view of Kjem.

While the students got to work, Lisa slouched in her chair and let her legs open so that the smock slid over on either side of her legs. Locking her eyes onto Kjem's, she hitched one leg over the arm of the chair, exposing her bare pussy his gaze. The smock was still tied in the front, so that she was still covered from the waist up, but somehow this made her look even more exposed. Kjem could feel his dick chubbing up in his boxers despite his self-consciousness. The students saw this and started giving smiling glances at each other.

Annie, unnoticed to one side, panned over the students to catch Lisa exposing herself on film. Lisa must surely have noticed this, but she kept her gaze locked onto Kjem's eyes and instead lifted one hand and inserted a middle finger into her mouth. Drawing it in and out of her mouth a few times to wet it, she then lowered her hand and began to lazily slide her moistened finger up and down her open slit.

Kjem shifted uncomfortably in the constraint of his boxers as his dick grew.

Lisa held her wet finger still, vertically in her slit and against her clit, and started rocking her hips into it. After a short while of this, she moved her finger tip in and out in time with her increasingly deep rocking, so that it entered her just a bit with each stroke.

Kjem's boxers did little to hide the fact that he was now fully erect. One of the students turned to say something to Lisa, but Lisa expertly whisked the one side of her smock back over her lap.

"Stay focused, everyone," Lisa told the class.

"I was just going to ask if I could move closer for some detail work," asked the student who had wanted to talk to Lisa.

"Sure, in fact why don't you all move up, just make sure you don't block each other," Lisa replied. "And while we're at it, it looks like Camila, our female model, is here"

Camila walked in from the dressing rooms, wearing a very small orange thong-like bikini bottom and a very thin white "Hooters" tank top cut off high enough to show some underboob. Some of the students laughed, and someone said, "Take his dessert order!"

Camila laughed, perhaps a bit nervously, and Lisa walked to the front to arrange the two of them on the couch. She sat Kjem up in a seated position, legs apart (much to the apparent approval of the audience), then stood Camila directly in front of him, facing him, and pushed her right up between his legs.

"OK, Kjem, now reach around and grab her ass cheeks with both hands. Good. Now pull her cheeks apart. Camila, arch you butt out."

Lisa reached between them, and gathered and pulled at the front of Camila's bottoms so that they came up all the way between her pussy lips. "Now hold this position," she told them, as she adjusted Camila's arm and head positions.

After a few minutes of student work, Lisa asked if they were ready to move on, and got a series of "yes"s.

"OK, now let me show you how important authenticity is in modeling," Lisa told the students. "Camila, get on your knees, and put your head in Kjem's lap," she told her, and then arranged her hair around Kjem's lap so the students couldn't see. She made some further adjustments, making sure Camila's ass was pushed out for the audience to see clearly. The string of her thong bottom sank deeper into her slit, exposing her wet inner lips. Lisa then let the students sketch for a few minutes.

"OK, now let's see if there's a difference if we do it this way," Lisa told the students, then pulled Camila's hair aside and, hidden from the students, pulled Kjem's dick out of his boxers. She eyed Camila, who knew what to do, and she engulfed Kjem dick in her mouth. Lisa put Camila's hair back over them to hide their activity and stepped away.

"Now, see any difference?" she asked the students. Kjem hadn't moved, but his shoulders tensed, and his eyes rolled back. Camila didn't bob, or move at all as far as the student could see, but she mouthed and tongued Kjem's dick with abandon.

"As you can see," Lisa told the students as they worked, "you can easily pick out the difference between simulated action and the real thing. So, when you're working with models, be real, otherwise it just isn't going to come out right."

Camila's head started to bob gently, and Lisa let things go for a while as the students worked, until Camila's juices started to run down her leg.

"Well, that's enough of that," Lisa told them as she came forward, and pulled Camila away from Kjem. Kjem struggled, not entirely successfully, to put himself together before he was exposed to the class.

Lisa stood Camila up and laid both of them down sideways on the couch, Kjem behind Camila. She pushed Kjem's upper hand up under Camila's shirt so that it grasped her breast, then adjusted Camila's shirt so that the students could see Kjem's hand but not her breast. Lisa, standing in front of them so that the students view was obscured, positioned Camila's upper knee into the air a bit, then pulled Kjem's dick out and lay it between Camila's legs, sliding his shaft between Camila's pussy lips. She dropped Camila's leg again, trapping Kjem (although he didn't realize it) with the tip of his dick exposed between Camila's legs.

Lisa stood back and let the students work a bit.

"Now, as you can see," Lisa continued, "in this artificial situation, the models are thinking about modeling instead of each other. Camila clearly isn't comfortable with that wedgie, and Kjem's dick is getting self-conscious and pulling back from view. Let's see what we can do about that, shall we?"

Lisa came forward again and untied the knot holding Camila's thong together, then opened her legs a bit and pulled and maneuvered the material to take it away. She slid Kjem's dick back between Camila's pussy lips, and closed her legs again.

"Not quite right yet," Lisa told the class, and then went down on her knees and spread Camila's legs a little more, then dove in to take Kjem's dick into her mouth. After half a minute of bobbing work, she pulled away, closing Camila's legs in the process. The head of Kjem's now very erect dick slid out between Camila's pussy lips.

"There, that's better. Camila, every little bit, rock you hips some to keep Mister Eager charged up," Lisa said, returning to her seat at the back of the class.

The students worked for a long while on some basic sketches and idea notes. Every couple of minutes Camila rocked her hips back and forth, sometimes using a free hand to push his dick deep into the groove between her pussy lips. She got increasingly red faced and Kjem could barely contain himself.

Camila eventually sent a look to Lisa, and Lisa nodded in return. Camila used her hand again to hold Kjem's dick up into her slot, rocked forward as far as she could go, and inserted his tip into the opening of her canal, and then rocked back, sliding his dick maybe half way into her. Kjem gasped in surprise and wonder, and Camila started rocking back and forth continuously, pushed his dick completely into her. Kjem responded with his own rocking motion, and before long they were fully into a deep fuck, the audience forgotten.

"There, now," Lisa whispered to the class. "See the huge difference when the models aren't modeling?"

After a while of this, Camila tightened up and arching her back into Kjem, shuddered and gasped in orgasm. Kjem was able to ride her writhing out, but when she started to relax, he too was taken over by the sensations and grasping Camila's breasts firmly, drove into her and spasmed his seed into her pussy. Camila turned her head as he was coming down, and kissed him cheek over and over, then turning back seemed to realize that she'd just been fucked, orgasmed, and been inseminated in a classroom in front of an audience; her face went bright red and she dropped her leg in a small effort at modesty. Kjem, coming out of his daze, also recognized their situation and also blushed heavily.

"Well," Lisa spoke out loud to the class. "That was nice. Don't hide...". She walked up the the coupled two, and gently lifted Camila's leg back up, revealing that Kjem was still inside her, but his semen was starting to leak out and run down her thigh. Camila turned, if possible, even redder. Lisa scooped up some of the white stuff from Camila in her finger and popped it into her mouth.

"Yes, very nice," she commented as she turned and walked through the classroom toward the door, and then said over her shoulder, "Class dismissed."

*****

The next time the class met, Lisa told Kjem he wouldn't be asked to model, just be there at class time for the discussion. The last stragglers came in right after Kjem, and all found seats in the chairs scattered around the room.

"Alright," started Lisa. "If you've been paying attention, you have a big question in mind. Why did we start with formal modeling in front of the whole class for sketches, when this is a big project-oriented class? The reason is, the models have to get used to the idea of laying it all out there, and the students have to be used to the idea of taking it all in. Stage 1: Mission Accomplished."

"Now for Stage 2. This clipboard..." Lisa placed a clipboard on a desk at the front of the class, "... is Kjem's social calendar, which I've cleared for the week."

Kjem creased his brow at Lisa, she arched hers in return and continued, "I need each of you to sign up for a night of debauchery. The purpose of which is to get over any shyness you might have with each other, so that when you see the models in action, you're used to it. And when the models are in front of the class, they're more ready for the idea of the class watching and directing."

"Starting the next week comes Stage 3. The modeling from now on will be directed by you-all based on your project brainstorming and ideas. You'll need to collect the sketches, photos, whatever you need for your projects, or maybe still developing and refining your project plans. But here's the added twist this semester; Kjem will be the male model, as you asked. Camila will still be a female model, but instead of bringing in other female models we'll be using you-all, the students, as female models."

The class erupted into excited chatter. Some of the students were eager, some less so, but in the end it seemed they were all open to the idea. Lisa swished the clipboard on the desk pointedly.

One of the students asked, "Dr. Lisa, would it be OK for us to sign up together?"

A couple of the other students nodded and looked expectantly at Lisa, who in turn looked at Kjem, who shrugged.

"Looks like we have approval. But we still need to fill this schedule."

*****

And so it went. For the next week, Kjem had casual dates with each of the students, sometimes one-on-one, sometimes as pairs.

Two of the girls, Courtney and Lucy, were a lesbian couple, and so they met up with Kjem, twice, to try things out with a guy experimentally. Courtney was Italian, with olive skin and dark hair. Lucy was Eastern European, tall, thin, with long brown hair. They seemed always to be together.

Marisa was fascinated with Kjem's penis, loved to suck it, hold and touch him, and worship the feel of it. Marisa was a petite blonde with short, boyish hair.

She was friends with Alexa, who was a Biology student studying Physiology; Alexa was tall and curvy, pale and with long blonde hair, very Swedish or Norwegian-looking. Alexa liked to experiment with all sorts of positions and variations to see how they made her and Kjem feel.

Riley was a mousy, quiet student, quite petite and medium brown hair, perhaps English-looking and not very experienced sexually; she was the only student that didn't actually have sex with Kjem, although she did get naked and explored Kjem's body and let Kjem explore hers.

Amy, the girl from the beach, was also a quiet student, Asian (Korean, it turned out) and medium build. Her hair was in a long ponytail. She seemed to be a pretty serious painter, and was very interested in talking with Kjem and getting to know him personally, almost interrogatively. Although she proactively shed her clothes with Kjem, their sex was mild "plain vanilla", and Annie was mostly passive once things got started.

Faith was a vivacious Indian girl, surprisingly tall and robust, not at all shy but very handsy; she seemed fascinated with Kjem's body.

Annie was the student with the video camera, with a French accent. Pale with dark hair and features, she was almost "goth" in her habitual dark clothes, although she didn't wear makeup or have piercings or tattoos. Her time with Kjem was spent mostly naked, fondling and masturbating each other while they watched Deb's videos featuring each of them.

*****

And so the semester progressed. At first there was a lot of modeling in the classroom, mostly while naked with one of the students, sometimes fucking, while the students collected sketches, traded ideas, and made notes. First one student then another would ask for specific scenes or poses, ranging from Kjem just sitting still while the students poked, propped and scrutinized every bit of his body, to explicit sex positions with a student. He often posed with several students in a single class period. At the end of each class period one of the students would go home with Kjem to consummate the classroom activities. Both the class and after-class sessions were recorded by Deb's cams, which Lisa had turned on, but these recordings were shared only with the class. Annie, of course, surreptitiously recorded all the time, even some of Kjem's after-class 'dates'.

Later in the semester, once the students had hashed out and finalized project ideas, Lisa worked out a schedule so that the students could collect the essential drawings, pictures, and sketches they needed for their projects. Often times one or the other of the students would schedule a casual date and they'd work on projects with Kjem either in their room, Kjem's place, or somewhere on the beach. Neither the students nor Lisa would tell Kjem what projects the students had decided on, they would just tell him to hush and he'd find out in the end. He wasn't allowed into the art work room where the projects were being created.

*****

On the last day of regular classes for the semester, Lisa gathered the student around.

"It seems like all of you are putting the finishing polish on your projects, and I'm pleased with what I'm seeing. Remember that you have just shy of two weeks before our scheduled final exam time. Of course there is no exam, what we'll do is a showing of all of your projects for the whole college. I'll have food and drinks, please dress appropriately and be prepared to show and talk about your project," Lisa told the class.

"And now, since we don't need the class time for work, I think we need to thank our wonderfully patient model," Lisa said as she sauntered up to where Kjem was sitting, and gently pulled him to his feet. Kjem had been expecting a session of last-minute frantic modeling, and so had followed Lisa's instructions by taking one of her blue pills and skivving down to just his boxers when he arrived for class. Instead, Lisa untied, then shrugged off her smock, standing in front of and facing Kjem completely naked. She dropped to her knees in front of him, taking his boxers down as she did. She took the base of his still flaccid dick in her hand, and sucked his dick into her mouth. The students gathered around.

After she'd sucked him most of the way to rigidity, she scooted over a bit on her knees to make room, and Marissa joined her. They took turns working on his dick until it was at full staff, then Lisa switched to holding his balls instead of his shaft, and the two women licked up and down each side of his shaft at the same time.

Kjem felt someone take one of his wrists, and as he turned to look, Alexa kissed him full on the lips and pushed his hand down into her unfastened shorts. She wasn't wearing panties. She was beside him, facing the same way he was, so his palm slid right over her bare mound, and as she pushed him deeper his fingers slid into her wet folds. Another girl kissed Kjem's face on the other side, out of the corner of his eye he could see that it was Lucy. She snuggled into him the best she could without disturbing Lisa and Marissa while they continued to work on him, and guided his free hand under her short yellow sun dress to her ass; she also was pantyless.

When Lisa felt Kjem's urgency approach, she licked the head of his dick, then disengaged and stood.

"Enough preliminaries," she said, and pushed Kjem down onto the couch behind him. Marissa, still on her knees at Kjem's feet, pulled off his newly freed boxers, tossed them into the corner of the room and stood.

Lisa pulled Lucy over in front of Kjem, turned her around, then with a hand on her belly, pushed her back until she sat straddling his legs. Lucy didn't need to be told what to do, she pulled her dress out from under her ass, grabbed Kjem's cock, and sat down onto it with a wriggle that planted it firmly into place inside her pussy.

After rocking back and forth a few times with her head thrown back, Lucy paused, then grabbed the hem of her dress with crossed arms and pulled it over her head and off, flinging it away. She then laid back and resumed rocking her hips. Kjem places his hands on each of her hips and merged his rocking with hers.

Lisa guided Lucy's lesbian partner Courtney over to the couple and gently pushed on her head to signal what she should do. Courtney nodded to Lisa, pulled her own shirt over her head exposing her tits, then quickly pulled down her terry cloth shorts and kicked them off, leaving her totally naked. She bend down in front of Kjem and Courtney, and dove into them, licking first Courtney's clit, then Kjem's dick as it slid in and out of Courtneys pussy. She continued licking up and down where they joined. It didn't take long for Kjem to reach the point of no return, and he arched up and rammed Lucy's hips down onto his dick and exploded into her pussy.

Lucy held herself steady on Kjem with a big smile while he finished, then continued to roll her hips on him as he started to come down from his orgasm. Courtney redoubled her efforts on Lucys clit, and before Kjem's dick softened, Lucys eyes rolled up into her head and she had her own orgasm. As she jerked and lolled, Courtney continued to lick, and when Lucy seemed finished Kjem's semi-flaccid dick slid out of her pussy. Courtney attacked Lucy's pussy, lapping up the cum dripping out of her, then dropped down to lick Kjem's dick. She engulfed him into her mouth, sucked back and forth a few times, then when she was finished licking him clean, returned to Lucy's pussy, which now had more of Kjem's cum exposed at her entrance.