The next time Pandora modelled for the university art class, Sebastien could barely look at her. He hid himself and his turgid young cock behind his easel. When they last parted, he was dumbstruck after the greatest experience of his life (so far). He felt like the loss of his virginity was written across his face for everyone to see. Pandora, meanwhile was strutting around with more presence and dominance of the room than usual. The other students could sense something had changed, but couldn't pinpoint what. She didn't want to make it obvious what had occurred between her and Sebastien; the secrecy added an extra element to their forbidden delight.
Sebastien was slow packing his things away, he so desperately wanted a repeat of what happened last week. Pandora, meanwhile was calmly perusing the artwork of herself that was displayed on the walls around the studio, then went towards her changing room, purposely ignoring Sebastien to see what he would do. She hoped he would be intrigued and bold enough to seek her. She had done the chasing last time, it was his turn.
Once everyone had left and Sebastien lurked amongst the easels, so he remained unnoticed. He sidled up to Pandora's changing room tentatively. He desperately wanted to taste her exotic pleasures again, but didn't know how to approach her. Pandora went into the changing room, where there was a small bathroom attached. Sebastien noticed she had left the door slightly ajar, so he snuck on tiptoes to steal a peek at her. They hadn't spoken since their last encounter and he was still intimidated by her. Plus, there was something so arousing about being a voyeur.
In the little bathroom, there was a toilet, sink, and shower cubicle. Pandora was still naked after class, and her bladder was full after standing for hours being stared at by horny youths. Sebastien was aroused by seeing her out of context, but his cock became rock hard once he saw that instead of going to use the toilet, to his delight, she walked into the shower cubicle and squatted down. She turned to face the door, as if she knew he were watching and wanted him to see her all exposed and vulnerable, in an act that is usually conducted privately. She opened her knees wide, showing her smooth, pink pussy to him. His erection was becoming seriously uncomfortable in his jeans, so he unzipped them slowly and started stroking himself.
As if she knew precisely what he was doing, Pandora opened her pussy lips and started relieving herself into the shower. Sebastien's breath quickened as he watched the golden stream moisten her beautiful lips. Sebastien had never seen a woman urinating before. It felt so inappropriate and forbidden to be watching her in this most private act, but it turned him on beyond all comprehension. He started masturbating furiously, but she had finished before he had time to cum. As the stream stopped, she bounced up and down to shake the last drips from her vagina, her ample breasts jiggling as she did so. As she stood up, one last drop trickled down her thigh. As she came out of the bathroom, she noticed Sebastien pleasuring himself just outside the door. He was frozen to the spot with fear and embarrassment.
"What do you think you're doing?" asked Pandora.
Sebastien tried to reply, but found himself speechless with arousal at what he had just witnessed, and at getting caught.
"You like what you saw?" She questioned.
"Uuuuuh, yes", he whimpered.
"Well, you know it was wrong for you to spy on me like that."
"I'm sorry, how can I make it up to you?" he said, hoping to get back in her good graces.
"Well, you can lick me clean for a start, I think I missed a drop".