Future of Porn

*Introduction: *

Hi my name is Carrie. I’m a 23-year-old recent college graduate who through the encouragement of others has become a bit of an exhibitionist.

It all started when Lisa, my college roommate, and I went on vacation to the Caribbean and the airline lost my bags. None of my friend”s clothes fit me so I ended up spending almost the whole week in nothing but a borrowed bikini. I found that despite my nervousness I got extremely excited and aroused when wearing it in public especially places were you wouldn”t expect a bikini to be worn. I found this constant arousal to be like a natural high and once I got over being a nervous wreck I found it quite enjoyable.

Since then I”ve had a couple other interesting adventures. I find that pushing my limits quite exhilarating and challenging. I do seem to need that little push to get me started but after that look out.

This story is the result of a dare I did a while back. Sort it has taken so long to get the story out. The dare was to wear a towel and nothing else for a whole day and to visit soas many public places as you dare. Once I started it escalated into a bet with my housemates over the rent. They bet me my share of that month”s rent that I couldn”t make it through the rest of the weekend without putting anything else on. We negotiated back and forth and eventually I put my clothes were my mouth was, so to speak. Certainly not on my body. In the end I even managed another related dare that I had always wanted to do but never had the nerve to try.

*How it got started:*

This whole wild weekend got started when my boyfriend Jim cancelled our weekend plans because he had to work. It was a beautiful early fall weekend and I was complaining to my two friends that I share our house with, Karen and Sue, that I was bored. We got talking over breakfast about what we could do and somehow ended up talking about the beach story I posted on the Internet. I mentioned this one email I got from a reader. It was a dare to go out to a public place wearing just a towel and nothing else. I started telling them about how I did something similar in college where I ran from the dorm to the bell tower and back in just a towel. Everyone started laughing and said that I should give it a try again. I said I”d die but Karen and Sue kept going on saying they”d help.

Well, the exact dare was to wear the towel for a whole day and to as many public places as I could manage. I got to thinking about it and called my best friend Lisa to tell her about it and get some encouragement. It did sound exciting and I was so bored.

Lisa and I caught up on things and talked about going back up to her parents new vacation ski house. Lisa”s parents just bought this place in upstate New York and Lisa and I had just been up fixing it up in exchange for a place to stay when we went skiing. Should be interesting come winter spending more time with Lisa. God knows what trouble she can get me in. I know fixing it up certainly was fun.

Anyway, I told her about the dare and she went nuts. She said I had to do it. She went on to explain that I would be less exposed than the time I went rollerblading in my bikini. I explained that she was right if it stayed on, but….

I really do get off on the challenge so one side of me wanted to say yes but the practical side of me said, You”ve got to be kidding. We continued back and forth and I was starting to get excited as we talked about it. Eventually I was so excited I agreed. Lisa said she wished she could be there to see it. I said, “I wish you were here to help me through it.”

It wasn”t until I hung up that I realized what I had agreed to. I went back and told Karen and Sue and they said, “This should be fun.” Now the reality was starting to set in and the nervousness started to come through in my voice. Karen said, “what”s the matter I thought this is the kind of thing you get off on.” I said, “It”s just that in a towel if it slips you”re totally naked. I”m not sure I”m ready for that possibility.”

Sue made some comment about how well the towel would stay on across my 34 C chest. I was surprised at her humble frankness when she mentioned how small she was compared to me. Sue is about 5″ 3″ with light brown shoulder length hair. She weighs about 130 and has a modest 34A 25 36 figure. Karen is about the same height, maybe 5″ 4″ and weighs about 130. She has about a 32B, 26 34 figure. She is lot wilder than Sue but has never gone along with me on any of my dares. When we all started renting this place they both thought I was crazy but recently Karen has started to get into my craziness and actually help me despite not participating.

Me. I”m about 5″9″, 34C, 22, 33. I have almost shoulder length blonde hair and weigh about 125. I stay in pretty good shape by working out almost every morning and am pretty proud of my body. I used to be on the swim team with Lisa and still have a competitive streak despite no longer playing competitive sports. Now it seems that I get my competitive excitement by challenging myself to pull off more and more daring adventures.

We continued breakfast and Karen and Sue started talking about places I could go and things I could do. Suddenly I lost my appetite as I heard some of their ideas. Karen suggested going shopping at the mall, while Sue came up with going to diner and dancing. As the ideas kept coming the butterflies in my stomach started building until I said. “There is no way I”m doing any of that stuff.” They said, “You can”t just sit around here. That would be nothing. And wouldn”t complete the dare.”

My butterflies kept building thinking about what I had gotten myself into. I guess I could still have backed out but then I”d never hear the end of it. I went into the bathroom a couple of times to see what the towel would look like on me. I pulled a nice white one out of the closet and held it up to my chest and looked in the mirror. I needed to see how bad this was going to be so I pulled my tee shirt and shorts off and wrapped it around me.

I didn”t have any underwear on so there I was in front of the mirror checking out the latest in towel wear. I held one towel up and it came from my boobs to just below my ass. I was covered but just barely. My top was covered but my chest forced the towel out leaving about a 4-inch gap down my side. Anyone one looking could see quite a bit of me through the gap. I looked through the closet for one of our beach towels figuring that would cover me better. I found one and tried it on. It covered me to my toes and was plenty wide enough. It was just then that the phone rang. It was Lisa seeing how I was doing. I made a big fuss about how I was modeling the latest in a new line of designer towels just debuting in the hippest of fashion circles. She was laughing hysterically as she gave me a few more ideas.

After I hung up I got dressed again and tried to relax.

Karen came in showing me a towel she had found in the linen closet saying, “You”ll just love it when it comes off the first time.” My jaw dropped when I saw it. I stuttered before saying, “I can”t wear that I”m to tall for it. My ass will be showing.” She said “If that”s too small we have this one.” pulling out another towel. This one was a little bigger but not by much.

I was still looking over the second towel as she started talking about her ideas for me. She said, “we can start out by getting something to eat and drink at that restaurant I liked. Then after we loosened you up a bit we can … and …” She was going a mile a minute before I could slow her down. I said, “I”m not just going to waltz in in a towel. Isn”t that a bit obvious. How about this. We go to the gym and work out, I”ll go in to take a shower and when I come out I find that all of my clothes are gone.” Karen actually liked it, Saying, “Sounds good. That way you won”t be able to back out.” I wasn”t too sure I liked it when she said it that way.

We all left to get into our workout outfits. I took of my shorts and top off and threw them on the floor next to the bed. Karen ducked her head in saying, “Won”t be needing them for a while.” I turned around and gave here a sheepish smile. When she got a look at me she commented on my aroused state. “Excited already huh.”

I started to pull out one of my usual pairs of shorts and a sport bra when my aroused mind started to come up with devilish ideas. I reached to the bottom of my draw and pulled out this one outfit that I hadn”t worn but a couple of times. You see it”s super tight and when stretched out it fits like a second skin. I”ve only worn it when I wanted to be extra charged up like now. I held it up and it looked like it was made for a little girl. Not a 23 year old with a 34 inch chest.

I stretched it out and pulled it over my hips not bothering with anything underneath. Wow was it tight. I was looking at the top as Karen reappeared in the doorway. Seeing the top I had chosen she said, “I have to see this. You”re never getting them into that little thing.”

I took the top and stretched it as far as I could and pulled it over my head. I got it to my boobs in one pull but that was it. I sucked in my chest and stretched it one more time to pull it down over my breasts. Actually it wasn”t that hard since it was kind of light and really stretchy.

It was a simple light gray sports bra. Just covering my breasts and not much more. I”m pretty firm so my breasts don”t need much support and they certainly weren”t getting any in that top except from the tightness. I looked at myself in the mirror remembering how easily you could make out my nipples through the tight top. Not only did my nipples poke through but the outline of my areolas was visible. My lips were also clearly outlined as they pressed against my shorts. I was already clearly turned on and we hadn”t even started the dare. There certainly weren”t any secrets about my body hidden by this outfit.

Karen and Sue both had on their stylish stretch pants and sports tops. Sue stopped in her tracks when she saw me. Sue said, “nice top” while Karen said, “I wish I could look that good in something like that”.

I looked in the hall mirror one last time and couldn”t believe how hot I looked. I hadn”t worn this outfit in a while and had forgotten how much showed. I guess the gym is a bit like the beach in that you tend to wear less than you would elsewhere.

We arrived at the gym just in time for aerobics. Karen was member despite hardly ever coming so she walked right in leaving me to sign Sue in. There were three people behind the desk that I didn”t know since I usually come in the morning. Two guys and a girl. Both guys snapped to attention when they saw me. I showed my ID and signed Sue in when I noticed the girl checking me out even more than the guys. She said, directed straight at me, that her name was Terry and to ask for her if I need anything, absolutely anything. Boy was she being obvious or what. I thought I”d have to watch out for her more than the guys.

We just put our stuff in the locker room when the real reason we were here hit me. This was just the first set up for the real adventure. Despite how revealing this outfit was I wouldn”t even have it when I walked out of here. That kind of put things in perspective and sent a wave of fear through my body. Wow. Was I really going to walk out of here today in nothing but a towel. I could feel my nipples pressing even harder at my tight top at just the thought.

Karen yelled back if I was coming or hiding in the locker room the whole time. Luckily there wasn”t anyone that I knew from the morning on the floor. The class was fast so I knew Sue would fade quickly and I didn”t think Karen would last long.

The instructor started us off slowly and then really got into it. I love aerobics because it combines dancing with exercise. I can really loose myself when a good tune comes along. Sue is a really good dancer but as expected faded fast and left for the machines. Karen was doing pretty well and was getting into it like I was. I was really into it since I was so wound up. After a bit Karen smiled and pointed back towards me. I had worked up quite a sweat and was really starting to show through my top now. In addition to my nipples, the dark of my areolas were clearly visible along with the outline of my breasts. I should have run back to the locker room right then but I was too into it to stop despite the show I was putting on. The combination of the exposure and the exercise was combining to really turn me on now. I could feel my mound pressing against my skin tight shorts as I moved.

Karen was starting to show signs of fading but I felt great despite the fact that the more I perspired the more I showed. Finally the instructor slowed things down for our cool down. By then my top was completely soaked with my breasts showing through quite clearly. When we finally stopped Karen asked if we were done yet. “Done? What”s the matter? Are you tired? I”m just getting warmed up.” Karen responded by saying, “It looks like your pretty warmed up from what I can see. And that”s quite a bit.” Sue was talking to some guys by the bikes. As we approached everyone stopped and checked me out. By then I was so turned on I didn”t care. I was felling good when Sue asked if I was ready to get started.

We walked over to the water fountain to discuss the rest of the plan. Karen”s plan was for her and Sue to go to the locker room shower and change. I was to wait 20 minutes before coming in. I would then take off my clothes and go to the shower leaving all of my stuff on the bench. Then they would gather up all my clothes and leave, waiting for me in the car. Karen suggested that I not acknowledge them in the locker room so we wouldn”t raise suspicion that the thing was a set up.

My arousal started to rise again as I thought about what was going to happen. My nipples, which by now were clearly visible through my top, started to started to throb with excitement making them even more pronounced. My lower lips, which were engorged beyond belief, pressed hard against the front of my shorts giving me the most wonder full sensation.

Before leaving me, Karen and Sue asked me if I was sure I still wanted to go through with this. I only managed a tiny nod of acknowledgement as I knew my fate was sealed with my response. With that they turned and left me to contemplate my decision. My breath was coming quicker as I stood there. I had 20 minutes to think about it. I took a quick drink and slowly walked back to the equipment. I sat on the cruncher machine thinking about my situation before stating my cycle. It helped a little and I was starting to calm down as I noticed several young guys staring in my direction. I moved over to some less conspicuous machines but one of them followed and wanted to start a conversation. I know he was trying to pick me up but my mind was swimming in my own thoughts. After a couple of minutes I think he gave up on getting my number but continued to take in the view my wet workout suit was providing. I did part of my regular work out but couldn”t get over the fact that I was about to walk out of there completely naked with only a towel to cover me. If this guy thought he had a site now, he should stick around for a bit.

I looked up at the clock and I think 20 minutes had passed although I wasn”t sure. I did one more set and walked over to the water fountain again. I just stood there thinking about this dare. In one way a towel was much larger than any of my bikinis and probably bigger than this workout outfit. But a towel just wasn”t made to be worn as clothes. If it stayed on it may not be that bad but if it didn”t… I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and hurried to the locker room before I changed my mind. As I walked over Terry from the front desk walked in with me asking if I had a good work out. She glanced down at my chest giving an approving smile at the site of my clearly visible breasts.

I looked around for Karen and Sue as I walked in but didn”t see them. I figured they must be down one of the other rows. I sat down thinking that this was my last chance to bail. With my hand shaking I unlocked my locker and took my bag out. I then pulled the towel out of my bag staring at it for a second. I was still staring at the towel when Terry came up from behind me and startled me. She tried to start up a conversation just as I got ready to take my top off. Her timing gave her intent away. I hesitated hoping she would leave me alone. Had she only known what I was up to. A moment later she started talking to the women behind me. I was sure she was just stalling waiting for me to strip. I then saw Karen causally walk by give me a one of those what”s taking you so long looks.

Time had come. I slowly kicked off my sneakers taking the first little step towards nudity. Again, I took a deep breath and forced my fingers under the bottom of my tight top. I almost expected Terry to ask if I needed any help. I heard her conversation with the women behind me stutter a bit as I pulled the skin-tight top over my breasts. I could feel them literally pop free as the top brushed my elongated nipples. As it did I couldn”t help but let out little sigh of excitement and the sensation sent a bolt of lightning through my nervous system. The conversation behind me literally stopped mid sentence. I slowly examined the red marks that the tight top had left trying to rub them out with my hands.

I carefully placed my top in my bag as I took some long deep breaths trying to calm my self down a bit. Terry came back and started talking to me again as she openly stared at my breasts. I was feeling more nervous undressing in front of her than in front of most guys. I was starting to think that she might take my clothes if Karen didn”t. I was so horny and knew that I needed to get on with this before I went nuts.

I stood up barefoot and topless and looked right into Terry”s eyes and proceed to introduce myself. I tried to calm my voice as best I could but the nervous came through anyway. I tried to maintain eye contact, kind of challenging her to defy her desire to look at my chest. I then pushed my thumbs into the waist band of my shorts and pulled them down while trying to continue the conversation. I caught a couple of glances and then an obvious sigh from Terry as I struggled to get my skin tight lycra shorts over my hips.

Enough of this, I was losing it quickly myself. I quickly put my shorts in my bag and grabbed my towel saying good-bye to Terry figuring she wasn”t going to follow me into the shower. I took one last look at my bag as I left. The tiles felt cold against my bare feet. I”ve always been a little self-conscious of my feet since at 9 and a half they were pretty large.

As I entered the shower stall I hung my only remaining piece of clothing over the hook. I turned the water on and looked down at my seriously overloaded body as I waited for the water to warm up. I couldn”t believe what I looked like. I still had a faint sheen of perspiration covering my entire body and every muscle was pumped from my work out. My nipples were as hard as a rock and at least 1/2 of an inch long and mound was puffed out exposing my pink inner lips. My clit was clearly visible sticking out from under its protective hood. What a site I must have presented to this woman that probably would have jumped me quicker than my boyfriend Jim would.

I tried to relax under the soothing water but it was impossible. The more I tried to calm myself the more excited I became. I hardly ever masturbate but I needed to release some of this sexual tension if I was going to make it through this. I was thankful that the water was drowning out most of my excitement because I know I let out an auditable Oh God as I climaxed right there in the shower.

‘I’m not sure her mother will approve.’ I warned and he nodded and we left through the French windows before anyone came to find us.

We cuddled as we meandered back to our bed and I told Arthur how proud I was of his consideration for our young friend and he said:’It was a pleasure - I’m happy to help any pretty young girls.’ I punched him and then ran before he could respond. He chased me and caught me on the beach, where the waves were making a soft swishing on the sand.

He tried to pull me down but I resisted:’I want to bonk on the beach.’ he protested.

‘So do I,’ I assured him,’but we have to be careful of getting sand in soft places.’

So I went down on all fours and he fucked my cunt and then my arse until I collapsed on the sand. Then we went home for a good sleep before setting off for home. Fortunately we woke up in time for me to give him the last blow job of our holiday.

d.

“Okay, it’s a bet. Raise your glass to a toast. May the best woman win!” Rebecca raised her glass followed by four other glasses to ring in a toast as each woman said, “To the naughtiest!”

*Chapter 2 – Liz*

In the morning, Nick found a note slipped under his door which read: Come to the barn in your bathrobe and slippers by eight sharp so that we can get started – signed, Julie.

“So they still wanted to go through with this – of course they did – how stupid of me. Being the only guy makes me the obvious target. Maybe I should pack-up and run away? Not much chance of doing that since we drove out here in three cars and none of the vehicles are mine.”

Nick ate breakfast alone. His mood was somber and slightly pensive as he ate mechanically. It seemed he did not have much of an appetite, and his breakfast held little interest. His thoughts kept turning to what he had let himself in for and how would they react to seeing him naked – “Yes, that was the key – how would they respond to him being naked in front of them?”

Nervously Nick returned to his room where he stripped and took a shower. As he slipped into his robe he felt that knot of fear constrict in the pit of his stomach. It was no minor effort of will on his part to step out of his room wearing nothing more than a bathrobe. He trotted apprehensively down the stairs already feeling exposed and vulnerable. His apprehension caused partly by the fear of running into the establishment owners as he made his way to the studio, and partly due to what awaited him when he arrived.

When he entered the barn he found the women already at their stations. There was a lot of chattering noise from the women until he stepped into the room, and suddenly it was like a scene from an old western. Silence descended over the room like a thick blanket as five pairs of eyes turned to regard him. For a moment Nick hovered nervously at the door, noting the slow smiles spreading across the faces of his colleagues. He detected a twinkle of excitement in more than one face that turned toward him, forcing him to look away and survey their preparations.

The study area had been moved over to the wall supporting a set of sliding glass doors. Liz was standing at the door wearing a full length black trench coat and high heels. They had manhandled a heavy office desk across the room and set a chair behind it where Julie now stood regarding him coolly. By the looks of things the class had been waiting on him for a while and Julie was running out of patience. “It’s after eight,” she barked. “Come on over here so that we can get started.”

Nick was startled by Julie’s tone, but quickly composed himself and looked over to where Julie stood. She motioned for him to come over quickly. Nick moved through the easels where his fellow students sat facing Julie and Liz who were standing by the desk in the mock-up office setting.

“Okay, you can take off the robe now.” Instructed Julie, like it was no big deal. Well maybe it wasn’t for her, but it sure as hell was for him.

“Wait one minute.” Nick answered, feeling the first spread of heat wash across his cheeks and hoping that nobody would notice. “The agreement was that I was not going to be the only one naked, remember? So where is she?”

“Yea, we said someone would be naked with you, we just didn’t tell you who that would be,” Liz quickly answered. And with that she ripped open her coat to show that she was indeed very naked under the clothing.

Even for her age Liz had a nice full figure. Her face was a little round, probably due to a little weight gained over the years. Today her lips were ruby red and it almost looked as if she had applied that same color to her nipples. Her breasts were of amble size, looking soft enough to tempt any man to bury his head. She had a little tummy, and it was clear that Liz was a true brunette, showing only a few gray pubic hairs. Nick let his eyes drift down past her pussy. She had gorgeous legs that would put any twenty year old to shame. They went on and on and on. So the heels only helped to accent those lovely limbs.

If Nick hadn’t realized it before, he was now very committed. And yet, he was still not comfortable in doing this. Before he knew what was really happening, Julie was behind him tugging at the robe.

“Come on, don’t be shy, and give me the robe.” Julie said slightly less authoritatively as she stepped behind him and reached up. “Let me have the robe Nick.” Julie’s tone was firm and with an air of ‘get-on-with-it’.

Nick undid the belt and started to reopen it when he noticed the expectant smirk on Liz’s face as she stood directly in front of him. Instinctively he pulled the robe closed again, feeling his face flush once more. Liz’s eyes rose to meet his gaze, mocking him as she chided, “You’re not embarrassed are you Nick?”

“N-no,” as an after thought, he added, “not really.”

“Then why’s your face turning red?”

Nick glared at her and stammered something incoherent as he heard a couple of suppressed giggles breakout from behind him. Perhaps sensing his nervous state, and fearing that she might lose her only male model, Julie touched him gently on the elbow.

“Come on, don’t be shy, let me take the robe.” Julie said softer, realizing that he was embarrassed and needed to be coaxed. She stretched an arm over his shoulder and started to ease the collar down his back.

Nick allowed the robe to part and slip from his shoulders as he continued to stare angrily back into Liz’s eyes. Her gaze dropped shamelessly to center itself quite openly on his manhood. His arm swung slowly from his shoulder in an attempt to appear casual as his fingers unfurled to flatten his hand into a shield that would protect him from Liz’s brash gaze. The robe descending his back snagged his arm before the shield could be set in place, and all he could do was watch the smirk of anticipation on Liz’s face break into one of realization.

Julie gathered the robe and folded it across her arm as her eyes discreetly took in the view of Nick’s naked buns. The quiet giggles from the rest of her class distracted her. Glancing across at Liz she immediately saw the amused grin on the older woman’s face and the downward cast of her gaze. Before she could even stop herself, Julie leaned out sideways to peer around Nick’s torso.

She straightened herself in an instance, realizing what she was doing and probably subjecting poor Nick to. She took his arm gently in her hand and turned him away from Liz’s blatant scrutiny.

“Come on Nick, let me put you in your pose,” Julie smiled.

Nick turned to follow her, his face deep crimson at the realization that everyone would now see him. His realization confirmed by the couple of small gleeful shrieks he heard from his classmates. At the same time it dawned on him that Julie’s smile was not entirely one of kindness, that she too was enjoying the sight of his nakedness.

Nobody really cared about his redness of face, their eyes were all fixed elsewhere on his anatomy. He twisted his torso slightly, turning inward to Julie and away from his classmates.

Julie again briefly forgot her professionalism as Nick half twisted himself toward her and her eyes betrayed her to steal a second glimpse of his flaccid and thickly veined cock. She snatched her eyes away and guided him around the desk. Julie pulled the chair out from under the desk and offered it to Nick. With Nick seated, she began to shuffle the chair closer to the desk, but in a position that was facing the easels. Julie asked him to place his arms on the desk and move one leg back away from the chair. Placing him in such a way that he was facing Liz who was naked beneath her open-fronted coat, while his nether regions remained exposed to his classmates.

Nick had hoped to hide “that” part of himself. Now that Julie had moved one of his legs back as he sat on the chair, there was very little left to the imagination. And he knew it. He needed to make sure nothing else happened that might cause him to be any more embarrassed than he already was. Nick felt the warmth run through his cheeks as he felt himself blush yet again.

Nick could hear a number of chairs sliding around and swung his eyes sideways without moving his head. What he saw did not appeal to him. There were three sets of eyes peering around three easels sporting the biggest of smiles. Even from his point of view, he knew exactly what they were looking at, and it wasn’t his chest.

Julie went over to Liz and set her pose by leaning her up against the doors. Julie opened the coat more, placing one of Liz’s hands on her hip to keep the coat open and the other arm against the window to steady her. Nick could see all of her body while she only had a clear view of his chest. Her eyes were not looking at his chest, they were locked onto his eyes.

Julie stepped back to view her models and finally said. “Looks good. Models… don’t move. Students… pick up your pencils and begin. I want you to focus on the forms and see if you can capture some “emotion!”" Julie chuckled as she walked away from the models.

Nick was not sure what emotion she was talking about, but there was one emotion he did not want to show. He was glad that his perspective was away from the artists and he could only see Liz. She was clearly very naked and he knew he could not let that fact enter too deeply into his mind. She was smiling back at him. Her smile appeared to be naughty.

He felt like he had been sitting there for thirty minutes, when it was probably more like ten, when Liz started to talk…

“Nick, would you like me to tell you a real story that happened to me last year?”

“Sure… why not.” He was thinking to himself, “tell me anything just, keep my mind off the time and what’s happening.”

“Nick - last September, I was feeling a little ratty and in need of some attention, when I decided that it would be interesting to dress up and surprise my husband at his office. Nick, would you like to know what I was wearing when I went to his office?”

“Um… yes.”

“I was wearing exactly what you see now – nothing – nothing, but high-heels and a long coat.”

Liz was starting to enter that part of his mind that he was trying to keep locked. Considering how Nick was on display, and what might happen if she opened that door, he wanted that door to remain very firmly closed!

“Nick, after I entered his office I walked over to his wall of windows, opened my coat, and posed for him – just like you see me now. This is what he saw, exactly what you are seeing. Do you like?”

“Yes, I like. Is the story over yet?” He was aware of the small tightness creeping into his voice.

“No, the story has just begun. Do you know what happened next?”

“No. Can we talk about this later?”

“No, later I won’t be dressed like this and I want you to see what the story looked like.” Liz cooed with the biggest of smiles.

“Okay, okay, what happened next?”

“Well next I dropped the coat to the floor and leaned against the glass window just like I am now. That was enough for my husband to get up from behind his desk and walk slowly over to me while removing his tie.”

Up to this point he had not really been looking at her. The story was changing and she was starting to open that door. Nick was starting to view her through sexual eyes.

“He had his shirt off by the time he reached me at the window. He grabbed me, pulled me into his arms and gave me a deep French kiss, which I returned. His hands were running up and down my ass as he moved his kisses to my neck. He ran his hands down to my waist and turned me around, pushing me up against the window.”

Nick noticed that her nipples grew larger as she continued to tell him her story. He felt a twinge between his legs and then heard a small giggle come from behind one easel. “Okay Liz, I get the picture. Can we talk about something else now?” Small beads of perspiration were starting to form on his brow.

“But the best part is coming Nick. Don’t you want to hear about my little show?”

“I think I understand what was showing, because I can see it!”

“I didn’t tell you that his office was on the first floor and when he spun me around I was looking out at two gardeners who were looking back. They had stopped working and were taking in the show I was giving them. At first I wanted to run, but my husband held me firmly at the window. He moved is hands up my body and placed my hands above my head against the window. As I stared out at the two men outside, I suddenly felt very sexy and very naughty. So when he released me, I did not run. Instead I started to wiggle, giving my new audience the show they wanted.”

“Liz please stop talking, I am having trouble, sitting here. Your story doesn’t help.”

Vickie sat behind her easel, her hand moving swiftly across the paper as her eye shifted quickly between paper and the scene. A smile of amusement was etched to her face as she half-listened to Liz’s account while she concentrated on her drawing. She glanced across the room, her eyes did a double-take and her drawing hand suddenly froze.

The smile that had been fixed to her face swiftly came to life as the corners of her mouth turned up. Nick’s cock had laid listless between his parted thighs, its tip resting quietly on the seat, but as Vickie watched, she could see it starting to thicken and swell out.

“I think I have something new to draw that I didn’t see before.” Vickie mused loud enough for everyone in the room to hear, including Nick.

“Oh, I was getting so wet thinking about all the eyes that were on me,” Liz purred, encouraged by Vickie’s comment. “So when my husband returned and I felt his penis against my ass, I pushed back and spread my legs. It did not take him long to find my sex and move inside me. He grabbed my waist and we started to move as lovers move, first slowly and then faster. I tried to tighten my grip on his cock, forcing a few mild grunts to pass over my lip. This only caused my husband to move faster. You know, Nick, it did not take him long to cum. He came hard. He forced me up against the window. It felt like he was trying to push my naked body outside.”

Two women giggled. Nick hadn’t heard anyone else speaking other than Liz and didn’t hear a joke so he was pretty sure he knew what they were laughing at. Then he heard Vickie chuckle, “Yep, something finally to draw.”

Nick knew exactly what Vickie was talking about since he could feel that he was losing his fight to keep that door locked. Instinctively he shifted his leg up, hoping to hook his dropped knee back over the seat and conceal himself.

“Ah-ah!” Julie immediately scolded him, “Move your leg back and hold your pose please Nick!”

Nick relaxed his leg back, feeling his face flush once more. He was aware that all eyes, save Liz’s, were fixed on the growing erection he was displaying. He moved his eyes to the window to avoid looking at the smirking women looking back at him. What he really needed to do was take his mind off Liz and her story. But he could still feel his manhood rising out of its nest and it was hard for him to look away. He really did want to look at her.

“Nick,” Liz continued, “When he was done, he just pulled out and moved back. I stayed at the window to give my audience a little show, wiggled, waved and moved away from the window.”

Nick was trying to slowly bend over to hide the movement that had started to grow between his legs. He was also trying to move his mind away from sex. Think about anything to get his mind off of Liz’s story. It wasn’t working.

“Did you like my story, Nick?”

“Yes, can we talk about something else now?” A few more giggles could be heard from behind the easels, while the sound of moving pencils could also be heard. Nick looked away from Liz and back at the class. Of the few heads he could see between the easels, a large grin was planted on Christy’s face while her eyes were locked on his penis.

Liz continued talking while Nick finally was able to think about something else for the rest of the session. This was a great relief to him for he was able to keep other matters “down.”

***** ***** ***** *****

That evening Nick took himself off for a stroll before dinner and the five women had gathered downstairs to share a couple of bottles of wine. Julie was pleased to see the women relaxed and enjoying themselves. She’d been a little concerned at first when Nick announced he was going for a walk, thinking that he was feeling awkward and alienated by the group since he had undressed before them. But Nick assured her he was feeling fine when she spoke to him, and he seemed his usual good-natured-self.

Liz had claimed a high-back seat for herself as the women sat around a low set table, she was lording it over the others as Vickie filled their glasses. It was pretty obvious that Liz was feeling pleased with herself, and no doubt relieved that she had got her turn as model out of the way. Now she would be able to settle back and enjoy the remainder of the week fully.

“Well ladies? Did I do a good job or not?” Asked Liz, with a beaming smile of self-satisfaction, “Did I get a reaction, or didn’t I?”

“Well you definitely got a reaction.” Rebecca answered diplomatically, casting a quick glance around the chuckling women.

“The trouble was I couldn’t see much standing by the window – the table was in the way. So I could not really see that effect I was having on him,” Liz said airily.

“You did all right Liz, but I think I could do better.” Christy replied with more than a hint of sarcasm. Her tone was more of a challenge. Her comment came as something of a surprise to the women, because the younger Christy was normally one to follow the group and not challenge anyone.

“So the youngster thinks that she can do better than me, does she?” snapped Liz. “I would love to see if you can do better when it’s your turn.

“I think I can do much better.” Answered Christy, which also brought a low knowing snicker out of Rebecca.

“I guess we have our next volunteer for tomorrow – Christy?” Julie added, after taking a sip of wine from her glass. “Do you have a scene you would like to setup?”

“Probably something out of her experiences in elementary school,” sarcastically interjected Liz.

“Matter of fact, yes, I do have a scene in mind. It was something that happened out in public when I was dating my first boyfriend,” answered Christy. This generated some oohs from both Vickie and Rebecca.

“After we finish this glass of wine we will need to go to the barn and find the props you will need,” instructed Julie. “It is getting late and we all need a good night’s sleep. Tomorrow will be another busy day.”

There was just a little more chatter that evening between the women. Julie and Christy finished their glasses and made their way to the barn. Vickie said good night and Rebecca, not wanting to be the last with Liz, quickly followed.

*Chapter 3 – Christy*

The next morning Nick was expecting to find Liz in the office scene again, and was surprised to find two theater-like chairs positioned facing three easels with Christy sitting topless in jeans and Julie standing beside her.

It was obvious that Nick was not anxious to continue with the modeling, since the class was again waiting on him. When Nick stepped into the room, Christy stood up, unbuttoned her jeans and slid both her jeans and her panties down to her ankles.

“Wow!” flowed out of Nick’s mouth as he stopped dead and looked with wide-eyes at Christy; then remembering that he too was naked under his robe, closed his mouth and dropped his gaze.

“Eight o’clock is not eight-thirty Mr. Nick,” snapped Julie. “As you can see we have a room full of students that have been waiting on you! Get your ass over here so I can start this class.”