Thursday Afternoon: Art

Thursday Afternoon: Art

We’re a little later than usual precious.

Yeah. That was important though.

Agreed.

Emanuel peered into the room, as their teacher’s eyes caught his. “If you two had been any later, I might have started to give some credence to the principal’s memo.”

Emanuel nudged Allison forward. “Oh? And what does this memo have to say about us, Mrs. Rose?”

Her eyes lit up. “She’s been a busy little bee, hasn’t she?” She paused for a moment. “I’d like you two to perform a special pose for me. If you do, I’ll give you the memo.”

What do you think she has in mind sweetheart?

“What poses did you have in mind Mrs. Rose?”

“I should probably give you two a choice of poses, since the first may be too...” she paused again “personal.” She pointed to the couch. “Your first choice is to take a love making position – any one will do. But, you can’t merely simulate making love...” she paused again “actual penetration is required for this option.”

I don’t want my first time to be in front of the class Manny.

Agreed. Tell her then.

“Mrs. Rose, I’m still a virgin, and I’d rather my first time is private.”

“Then that leaves option two: a series of three poses, two blatantly sexual. The first will have Allison grabbing you by the penis Emanuel, and seeming to lead you somewhere. The other two will involve one of you settling down, about to give oral stimulation to the other.”

“Can we actually stimulate each other while in the poses?”

She smiled. “I was hoping you’d ask that Allison. That will present a challenge to the class, but maybe a challenge is what they need. However, if you chose to do that, I can’t offer either of you relief now.”

Are you sure about this precious?

One-hundred percent. Besides, how often will the class have to draw someone in the middle of an orgasm?

True.

“Any more requests Allison?”

“Just one more. I’d like it if we can do a fourth pose.”

Her eyes rose in interest again. “What did you have in mind?”

Allison smiled. “Manny standing behind me, holding my breasts like a bra would.”

Just holding?

You can play a little if you want to.

“That should be in line with Program standards. Okay, I’ll allow it. Complete these four poses, and the memo is yours at the end of the period.”

The class entered. “Assume the first holding position.”

“Which one?”

“You holding him Allison.”

She turned towards the class. “You will have four poses to draw today, two of which will involve movement. What moment of these poses you choose to capture is up to you, but you may want to draw the non-moving parts of the body first, then fill in details that are changing.”

Emanuel gasped as Allison’s hand grabbed his penis and pumped it a few times. Was that necessary Ally?

“Their faces keep changing Mrs. Rose. We can’t draw them this way.” a student complained.

“Deal with it. Consider it practice for the other poses.” She glanced up at the clock. “You have five more minutes with this pose.

Mrs. Rose glanced up at the clock a few more times, then faced the class. “Pencils down.” She turned toward them. “For your next pose, I’d like Allison to sit facing the class. Emanuel, you should be in front of her, down on both knees.”

Sweet revenge... “Mrs. Rose, could I have a pillow to kneel on?”

A large pillow flew at him. “That request is reasonable.” She turned toward the class again. “Once they are in the position, you may start.”

Please don’t make me faint again. You won’t have anyone to pose with if that happens.

Emanuel knelt down on the pillow. All right ... I’ll save that for another time. Emanuel smiled and parted Allison’s labia. Mrs. Rose flashed him five fingers.

Allison blushed. Yes damnit! I can’t help it ... my imagination is filling up with images of you’re going to do and how wonderful it’s going to feel.

As soon as she gives me the okay, I’ll start. Oh, and could you try not to shout-think in the future? I didn’t think this could carry volume, but somehow it does.

The blush disappeared and was replaced by a look of concern. I’m sorry Manny, I didn’t realize our gift works that way. You’re not mad that I got frustrated, are you?

You have every right to be frustrated.

Emanuel paused, and noticed a thumbs up out of the corner of his eye. Ready precious?

Please ... eat me...

Emanuel smiled. As you wish.

He began to slowly lick up and down Allison’s slit. Even better than I imagined it.

So you wouldn’t mind being woken up this way?

Emanuel felt Allison’s legs tense. That would be a wonderful way to wake up.

Good. He smiled inwardly as Allison began to moan.

“Mrs. Rose, surely he shouldn’t be...” a student started to complain.

“Can it. You all wanted a sexual pose ... it’s hard to get more sexual than this.”

Emanuel began to hum, and heard Allison’s moans become louder.

You evil ... magnificent bastard you ... You’re determined to make me squirt again, aren’t you?

Not at all. If that does happen, all the better. Besides, if I was truly evil...

Allison’s eyes lit up. You’d go for my... Emanuel nudged his tongue up a little higher clit! He smiled inwardly again as Allison began to scream. Suddenly, her body shook as a piercing scream leapt from her mouth, and the warm liquid of her orgasm began to hit his face.

Please no more. I don’t think I could take another one of those.

Emanuel stopped, swallowed, and smiled up at her. You taste wonderful precious.

And you are fantastic. I think I’ll need a few minutes to recover from that.

“Class, fill in any last details.” Mrs. Rose turned towards them. “You can take a short break.”

Sit by me Manny.

Emanuel stood up and gently sat on the couch next to her. Content precious?

She merely smiled, then leaned in suddenly as their lips met in a kiss. What do you think?

She disengaged from the kiss. He smiled and grabbed her hand.

“Allison, are you recovered enough to stand yet?”

“I believe so Mrs. Rose” she replied, then stood up.

Allison

“Good. Assume the other holding pose. You may include some movement if you wish.”

Emanuel stood up and wrapped his arms around her stomach. We should probably face the class for this position.

I was thinking of handling this one from the side, but that makes more sense. Allison turned to face the class, and felt Emanuel’s hands ease their way up to her breasts as he turned with her.

“But Mrs. Rose, he’s covering her breasts! Isn’t that against Program rules?” a student complained.

“Not at all. If she was covering her own breasts, that would be one thing. Even if a pose called for that, I have the last call on what is appropriate for this class, and I approved this pose.”

Emanuel’s hands widened slightly and closed again, trapping her nipples in between his fingers. Are you trying to appease the hyenas Manny?

Nope. It’s more fun to play this way.

“You have five minutes to draw this pose class. Begin.”

Allison gasped softly as Emanuel gently squeezed her right breast. You tease.

What, you want me to go straight for the kill? Even if I wasn’t supposed to be a bra for you, surely you wouldn’t begrudge me my own fun.

But I’m already starting to get horny again, And don’t think I can’t feel your penis poking me back there.

Emanuel squeezed a little harder. Interesting ... Sarcasm can be transmitted this way too ... Besides, do you honestly expect him not to respond when I’m this close to you?

Not at all, if my reactions to your presence is any indicator of normalcy. Emanuel’s fingertips brushed across the skin of her breasts. Please, please play with my breasts some more. Allison smiled a moment later as Emanuel began to squeeze her breasts more frequently.

Allison closed her eyes, and let herself focus on Emanuel’s touches.

“Pencils down.”

Has it really been five minutes Manny?

Apparently.

Do we really need to stop now? I’m still horny.

Emanuel gave one last squeeze before he gently pulled his hands away. Unfortunately, yeah.

Mrs. Rose turned toward them. “Last pose. Allison, feel free to use the pillow if you want to.” She turned her back to the class. “You will have ten minutes to draw once they’re ready.”

Allison knelt down on the pillow. Looks like she’s giving the class five minutes of non-movement again Ally.

Good. Allison wrapped her hand around Emanuel’s penis.

Are you sure you’re not the mastermind here, and Mrs. Rose is your puppet?

Positive. At worst, we’re equals.

And at best?

Colleagues. Allison glanced over at Mrs. Rose, who shrugged, and then gve a thumbs up. Allison smiled and looked up at Emanuel.

Has it been five minutes already?