Futanari Model for Art Class - Part 2
"Let's bring you into position. You allow me to touch, you?" - I nodded. Anne took my hand, guided me some steps to the middle of the room. She gently tipped on my tigh, so I moved it into the direction she indicated. Same with my hip, legs. She obviously had a clear image in her mind, how I should look like. Finally, she took my left hand and placed it on my hip. The right hand had to go on my belly. I first did not understand, what she wanted. Her grip immidiatly got harder, she stretched my fingers, placed my flat hand just above my penis. My middlefinger was intended to touch it a little bit.
"Ok, boys and girls. To warm up, we now start with some sketches. I hope that you all remember what you have learned in the past half year. Concentrate on Juliana's body, simply use the style you have developed when drawing Momo. There is no difference. Well... in fact, only a small one." Anna smiled and looked at my cock. "Futa Art of course has a lot to do with displaying a penis, overdoing it. We will discuss this today's afternoon in detail."
The students immediatly grabbed their pencils and drawing boards, a silent, busy noise filled the room. The first time, I had the chance to take a longer look at the future artists who were drawing me at the moment: To my right, near the window, a young girl was leaning over her desk. Her hand was moving fast, nearly flying over the sheet of paper. I could not see her face, her long black hair blocked my view. She never looked up.
Next to her, again a young japanese lady. She stil seemed to need some inspiration and was chewing on her pencil all the time while she randomly looked over my body. For a short moment, our eyes met. She kept eye contact for some seconds, I had the impression that she wanted to ask me some questions.
"Miki, come on. Don't waste our time". Anna seemed to be a little angry. I concluded that Miki belonged to the group of the "slow artists" Anna had already mentioned some minutes ago.
"Yes. It is only... ah... forget it." Miki tried some sort of excuse. Then she slowly went back to work. Or at least what she considered to be work. With her tousled black her and her intense makeup, she looked a little bit crazy.
The last one in the first row was a male student, competely dressed in black. Stylish glasses and medium short hair. The prototype of an art student. He looked up to me every 20 seconds then doing some lines. As far as I could tell, he had the most professional attitude in the group. The 2nd row of tables was harder to observe, 2 other male students where sitting there, one of them looked not to be japanese because of his nearly blonde hair. I could not see at their desks or what they were doing.
"I see that it is probably not very easy for Juliana to relax in front of you. To help her, we will do a little introduction, it would be nice if everybody could say some words to her and tell some things about yourself... why you are here... your hobbies... your dreams. Aihara, could you please start."
The girl with long black hair looked up, she seemed to be surprised. She hesitated. "Well... I don't know what to tell you... one moment... Juliana, yes... you are welcome. I appreciate what you are doing for us... I could not do it... undressing in front of people... you must be very courageous... puuh." She always looked into my face while she was talking, telling me where she lived, what she studied, that she liked cats. She was the youngest in the room with only 21 years, but she turned out to be some sort of "mother of the group", always caring about the people around here, making sure that they were feeling fine.
Miki was very much the opposite. She was polite, too. Well educated. No doubt. But her mind seemed to be always somewhere else in the world. I could hardly follow her words. While she was talking I noticed that her eyes were most of the time locked on my cock. Maybe she did not notice by herself or she did not care. Then she finished her introduction. "Oh, one additonal thing... may I ask you something personal?". I told her that she can ask me anything. "Your foreskin... it does not completely cover your glans, but your penis is stil limp. Is that normal for you? Or are you excited?" Aihara giggled and stared down on her drawing.
I admit that that was a question that I had not expected. I smiled and decided to continue the little game she started "No. I am not excited... Ok... a little bit, to be honest. It's my first time that I am doing this. But what my foreskin concerns: It normally does not cover my glans at all. I show you how it normally looks. When it is a little bit warmer and I am more relaxed." With 2 fingers, I pulled back my foreskin. My glans was swollen and a little bit wet. No way to hide it. "Do you like how it looks?" - "Oh yes... uh.. I just have never seen that in reality... I like it..." Now, Miki had lost a little bit of her inital coolness. "It will look very nice in my drawing, I think".
Anna had followed our conversation silently, but now she interrupted: "... if you only finally started drawing. Come on girl. Concentrate on your work!" I had nearly forgotten, that Anna was there. What will she now think about me? I decided to take my job seriously again, tried to keep the position that Anna had told me. Put my hands back to the place where they should be. One leg a little bit to the front, flex the muscles in my tighs... my ass. While doing that I realized, that a large amount of juice had already begun to slowly run down inside my cock. A huge drop of liquid appeared at the tip of my penis...
"Ok, boys and girls. To warm up, we now start with some sketches. I hope that you all remember what you have learned in the past half year. Concentrate on Juliana's body, simply use the style you have developed when drawing Momo. There is no difference. Well... in fact, only a small one." Anna smiled and looked at my cock. "Futa Art of course has a lot to do with displaying a penis, overdoing it. We will discuss this today's afternoon in detail."
The students immediatly grabbed their pencils and drawing boards, a silent, busy noise filled the room. The first time, I had the chance to take a longer look at the future artists who were drawing me at the moment: To my right, near the window, a young girl was leaning over her desk. Her hand was moving fast, nearly flying over the sheet of paper. I could not see her face, her long black hair blocked my view. She never looked up.
Next to her, again a young japanese lady. She stil seemed to need some inspiration and was chewing on her pencil all the time while she randomly looked over my body. For a short moment, our eyes met. She kept eye contact for some seconds, I had the impression that she wanted to ask me some questions.
"Miki, come on. Don't waste our time". Anna seemed to be a little angry. I concluded that Miki belonged to the group of the "slow artists" Anna had already mentioned some minutes ago.
"Yes. It is only... ah... forget it." Miki tried some sort of excuse. Then she slowly went back to work. Or at least what she considered to be work. With her tousled black her and her intense makeup, she looked a little bit crazy.
The last one in the first row was a male student, competely dressed in black. Stylish glasses and medium short hair. The prototype of an art student. He looked up to me every 20 seconds then doing some lines. As far as I could tell, he had the most professional attitude in the group. The 2nd row of tables was harder to observe, 2 other male students where sitting there, one of them looked not to be japanese because of his nearly blonde hair. I could not see at their desks or what they were doing.
"I see that it is probably not very easy for Juliana to relax in front of you. To help her, we will do a little introduction, it would be nice if everybody could say some words to her and tell some things about yourself... why you are here... your hobbies... your dreams. Aihara, could you please start."
The girl with long black hair looked up, she seemed to be surprised. She hesitated. "Well... I don't know what to tell you... one moment... Juliana, yes... you are welcome. I appreciate what you are doing for us... I could not do it... undressing in front of people... you must be very courageous... puuh." She always looked into my face while she was talking, telling me where she lived, what she studied, that she liked cats. She was the youngest in the room with only 21 years, but she turned out to be some sort of "mother of the group", always caring about the people around here, making sure that they were feeling fine.
Miki was very much the opposite. She was polite, too. Well educated. No doubt. But her mind seemed to be always somewhere else in the world. I could hardly follow her words. While she was talking I noticed that her eyes were most of the time locked on my cock. Maybe she did not notice by herself or she did not care. Then she finished her introduction. "Oh, one additonal thing... may I ask you something personal?". I told her that she can ask me anything. "Your foreskin... it does not completely cover your glans, but your penis is stil limp. Is that normal for you? Or are you excited?" Aihara giggled and stared down on her drawing.
I admit that that was a question that I had not expected. I smiled and decided to continue the little game she started "No. I am not excited... Ok... a little bit, to be honest. It's my first time that I am doing this. But what my foreskin concerns: It normally does not cover my glans at all. I show you how it normally looks. When it is a little bit warmer and I am more relaxed." With 2 fingers, I pulled back my foreskin. My glans was swollen and a little bit wet. No way to hide it. "Do you like how it looks?" - "Oh yes... uh.. I just have never seen that in reality... I like it..." Now, Miki had lost a little bit of her inital coolness. "It will look very nice in my drawing, I think".
Anna had followed our conversation silently, but now she interrupted: "... if you only finally started drawing. Come on girl. Concentrate on your work!" I had nearly forgotten, that Anna was there. What will she now think about me? I decided to take my job seriously again, tried to keep the position that Anna had told me. Put my hands back to the place where they should be. One leg a little bit to the front, flex the muscles in my tighs... my ass. While doing that I realized, that a large amount of juice had already begun to slowly run down inside my cock. A huge drop of liquid appeared at the tip of my penis...
4년 전