Chapter 5
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The knocking at my office door almost made me jump in surprise. Velvet recoiled and covered herself with her hands.
“Hello?” I said as I opened my office door a little, blocking the opening with my body. I found Casey in the hall.
My expression must have given her an odd signal as she looked at me with a furrowed brow and piercing stare.
“Hey, Professor Green. I wanted to know if you could help me with my paper for your Beauty in Antiquity class,” Casey said as she held a few books in her arms.
“Um, sure. What’s up?” Casey seemed interested in looking into my office.
“Well, I wondered if I could use Schiele for my paper on artists and models,” she said, waiting with anticipation for my response.
“Sure,” I sighed and felt like I lost all wind in my sails. She brightened and opened the book, pointing at a particular work of Egon Schiele’s of a woman spreading her sex. I looked at the image and back at Casey with laugh. She stared at me as her tongue slowly moved over her upper lip, then smiled at me.
“Something wrong, Casey?” I shrugged.
“No. Just wanted to know…” Her eyes wandered look into my office, but I tried to obstruct her view.
“Is that… Casey. Hey, I liked your drawing,” Velvet said behind me. Casey’s face lit pleased with herself.
“Yeah, Velvet?” Casey called into my office. I sighed and opened my office door. Velvet had finished getting back into her stockings.
“I thought you had an interesting drawing, what I saw of it. Did you finish?” Velvet said.
“Almost. You are a great model, and we needed one in class. I just hope you will stay for a while,” Casey said. Velvet and Casey stood in my doorway as I returned to my desk. I ate a few handfuls of cashews and the rest of my fruit as they talked, or rather Casey talked and Velvet gave a response.
“Yeah, you are so cute. I hated having models that had no experience or had too many hangups or inhibitions. I really appreciate what you do. Sometimes I come here on the weekends to draw or paint, can I get you to pose for me, maybe?” Casey said with an odd grin, tilting her head to the side. Velvet scoffed and nodded.
“Sure. Cool,” Velvet said.
“So,” Casey pulled Velvet closer and whispered. “How do you like the class…”
“Cool, I guess,” Velvet shrugged.
“No, I mean. How do you like… being in his class?”
“He’s cool, I guess. He likes some good music.”
I pretended to read an article in a magazine on my desk, but I saw Casey peering at me over Velvet’s shoulder. Casey caught my gaze then looked back at Velvet with a wide smile.
“Great! We all love having you! See you next week!”
Casey wandered down the hall to her next class. Velvet watched her for a moment then shut my door. She grabbed her shoes and jacket, sat and finished getting dressed.
“Your students really seem to like you,” she said flatly, giving me an odd look.
“Hmm. They like all the professors.” I looked at Velvet with a shrug, but she rolled her eyes and smiled on one side of her mouth.
“Casey is… happy. She made a sweet drawing, though. Is she… into chicks?”
“Um. I don’t think so, but I don’t really know at all. She told me about a man she dated a while ago. Why? Were you hoping I could set you up on a date with her?”
“No.”
“Of course not. Why would such a beautiful girl like you need my help? I bet you get anybody you want.” I said.
Velvet continued looking through my small collection of art books. I leaned my chair back and watched Velvet from the other side of my desk. I think Casey was right in her assessment that this girl had few inhibitions. Her jacket looked great on her and made her look tough and mean, but I think I knew who she really was underneath that. She stood five feet and ten inches, and she had amazing proportions and great legs. I could tell she felt vulnerable and alone underneath her violently sexy exterior. I wanted grab her by her jacket and push her over my desk and have my way, any way, with her. I wanted to feel her perfect skin. I wanted to kiss her and put my hand up her short skirt. My cock grew harder and harder as I thought about how much fun it would be to struggle with her and rip her clothes off her body. I knew she would definitely put up a great fight. She might have something hidden yet unseen. Velvet looked at me over her shoulder and quickly looked back to a book in her hands. I grinned at her.
Damn.
Time for the next class. I could hear students shuffling in the hall, and the clock indicated five minutes to go. I sighed and threw myself to my feet.
“Time to go,” I said as I opened my door.
She smiled at me and stepped into the hall, and I followed. I shut my door, and we walked together back to the classroom.
“Do I have to change in the bathroom?” Velvet asked as approached the door. I shrugged and shook my head, and she followed me through the door.
A few students had already arrived for class. This other group consisted mainly of young women. This evening class always had a more rowdy atmosphere than the other times. Sometimes someone would bring a bottle of wine or some vodka, and with only a handful of students, they always had enough to share. The campus had a relaxed attitude with most things, including alcohol. As long as you did it behind a closed door, everything was fair. My students liked having a drink while they drew, and so did I.
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Chapter 6
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Velvet sat on the edge of the stand and removed her shoes and started pulling down her long socks. I took attendance. All nine accounted.
“Class, this is Velvet, our new model. Please do not scare her away,” I said aloud and saw Velvet hiding a smile and a giggle.
Two of my students approached me as everyone readied for class. Hannah and Alida both approached me, hand in hand, both with horrid evil grins on their faces. They always spelled trouble. These two always had something cooking. For a self-portrait assignment, full figure, they asked me if they could draw themselves in the nude. My only stipulation was that they work from life and not from a photo, so I did not object as everyone’s assignments go on the wall in front of the whole class before they make their way to my office. I expected a nude person standing, but instead they both hung their drawings together. Alida and Hannah both nude, in wild embrace using a surprisingly clever arrangement of mirrors. I stood speechless as I studied it. Everyone did. Alida over Hannah, both nude, both of their legs spread completely open, each with a finger in the other’s open vagina, the free hands drawing somehow. They both made great work. That day the class only discussed their drawings. My students and I examined the drawings out of curiosity, but it did not hurt that they both looked delicious.
“We saw Casey’s drawing from earlier today,” Hannah hissed.
“And we want to pose the model how we want,” Alida said.
“You let Casey pick the pose. You should let us pick the pose.”
“And let us skip the short ones and go right to the long poses,” Alida looked at me with her intense dark eyes under her thick, dark eyebrows. They had asked me on several occasions to let them position the model. I never knew until this moment why I always declined. For some reason, maybe my penis made this decision for me, maybe my aching cock cried in pain and the relief went by the name Velvet. With a sigh I took a vote, and everyone unanimously asked for long poses. They decided on a handful of twenty minute sets then a single two hour pose.
To my dread, all the girls gave Alida and Hannah sole right in choosing Velvet’s position. They both leapt at Velvet to talk to her. Velvet looked blankly at Hannah and Alida and shrugged a half-hearted ‘yes’ to their requests. I stood at an easel next to two other students. I prepared my timer.
With few words and a sly smile Velvet nodded at Hannah. Alida turned and gave me a sneer, sticking out her tongue. Hannah pulled the bench to the middle of the model stand and grabbed a pillow and blanket. They turned to each other and whispered to themselves as they took their seats on their drawing horses. Velvet unbuttoned her skirt, placed it next to her shoes and jacket and pulled off her shirt with a quick motion. Standing fully nude, she gave me one look, her lips pursed, her eyes narrowed, then looked at Alida and nodded with a faint smirk.
Velvet lowered herself until she was squatting with her legs spread completely apart, putting her hands on her stomach. She slid them between her legs, striking a very lewd pose. I looked around the room to measure everyone’s reaction but found most did not even bat an eye. Alida again gave me a strange grin. I looked back at Velvet, who now had two fingers in her visibly wet pussy, and another finger pushing into her anus.
The sight took my breath away. She had absolutely no hair between those slender, pale legs. Her pink asshole and pink pussy spread wide for everyone to see. Velvet held the pose for the twenty minutes. After a short break, Velvet took another lewd pose, even more revealing and exhibitionistic. The second pose had her pulling her soft, wet lips apart, her pink sex spread further. She lied on her back on the stand with her legs spread apart, hanging to the sides of the model stand. The students worked diligently. I never heard anyone speak.
The class took another break before the long pose at the end of the session. Velvet remained nude the whole time. She even ventured into the halls, bravely, daringly, and to the vending machines, accompanied by Alida and Hannah.
Everyone reconvened to start the final pose. Alida seemed to gather a vote from my students. All appeared to support Alida, who then whispered into Velvet’s ear. Velvet blushed a little then smiled with a nod. She then opened her purse and removed a small pink object. Alida saw it and smiled wide.
“Yes, exactly! We want a more… exciting pose!” Alida said to Velvet. Velvet shrugged and dropped onto the model stand on her hands and knees, holding the pink object in one hand. As she adjusted herself, she placed the object in her mouth to hold it, giving me a better view of the object. I almost lost control when I realized what she had: a pink vibrator. Velvet got into a pose that had her ass pointed to the majority of class, her knees spread wide with one on the table and the other on a small box. She leaned forward onto her face, and Velvet then slowly twisted the pink vibrator, still in her mouth, and it produced a buzzing sound that muffled as she pushed it into her still wet folds.
Velvet let out a slight sigh and caught her breath. I started my clock. The pose went without incident for a few minutes, until I noticed her face flush pink. I could see her pussy and butthole clenching. Her lips dripped wetness down her thigh and eventually on the blanket on the model stand. Eventually, I saw Velvet’s eyes rolling up in her head, and her pussy gushed as the alarm on my stopwatch beeped. Velvet then slowly gathered herself onto her feet and stretched. She appeared to keep the pink vibrator in her wet snatch. It seemed to keep going and going. The class continued after the short break, and Velvet again appeared to enjoy herself. I could see her joy dripping down her smooth thighs. Staring at her I felt like I would explode.
After another brief break, the students returned, and Velvet took the pose again. Finally, my alarm sounded one last time.
“Thank you, Velvet. Class, be sure to thank our model, this was her first session,” I said after clearing my throat. Velvet slowly got to her feet and stretched, but she did not put on any of her clothes. I did my best to shake my intense lust.
“Thank, Velvet,” a few said enthusiastically.
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“That was great. You were hot,” Alida said with a grin. Most of the students cleared the room quickly, but Hannah and Alida dawdled to chat with Velvet. Velvet talked with them only covering herself with one hand over both nipples. Her face still looked pink and flush.
“I liked your style. Thank you for taking our suggestions for poses. They were great,” Hannah said to Velvet. Alida gave me a sly look as I pretended to not listen to their conversation as I cleaned and arranged the room.
“Yeah, would you be alright with another model?” Alida asked.
“I have a girlfriend, she models, too. I bet I could get her in here, if you wanted,” Velvet said to the two girls, who nodded enthusiastically.
Before long, Alida tugged Hannah out of the room as they waved goodbye.
“See you, professor. Great session. I hope you enjoy it, too,” Alida said and shut the door.
Velvet looked at me with a strange look on her face.
“What time is it, Professor Green?”
“Nine-thirty.”
“Oh. Thanks,” she replied flatly.
“Something you have to get to?”
“No, just have to catch a different bus. I thought this class ended at nine, so I cannot catch the number 6, I have to catch the 14 and walk,” she said as she grabbed her shirt and skirt. Velvet put on her socks and shoes slowly and a little seductively, giving me an odd smile and giggle as she slipped the fishnets over her thigh-high socks. She snapped her skirt around her slender waist, and the garment seemed to cover her pussy and ass by only an inch or two.
“Does that go over into Lemonhill?”
“Yes, actually!” She replied with a note of enthusiasm not previously heard.
“I could give you a ride,” I said, looking at out of the corner of my eye as I pretended to go over my attendance sheet.
“I will be fine, but thanks for asking,” she seemed to bury the subject and pulled on her flimsy shirt, stretching again over her large, pierced tits.
Velvet slid her jacket over her shoulders, grabbed her purse and walked to the door.
“Catch you later, teach,” she said with a wink and walked into the hall. I sighed and made my way to my office, opened the door and grabbed my things to leave for the night. When I opened my desk drawer to retrieve my car keys I found something sitting inside. Velvet’s cute underwear sat on top of my keys in my desk drawer. She must have slipped them inside when I chatted in the hall with Casey. I stared at them as an intense wave of lust and excitement overwhelmed me. I grabbed the tiny garment and my keys and quickly headed out the door.
When my feet touched the pavement it had started raining a light drizzle. The rain put a slight chill in the air. I looked around for Velvet but could not locate her. I cursed myself and found my car.
I got in my car and started it then looked at the underwear in my hand. They felt soft and ripped here and there. They looked well used and worn. I drove my car out of the faculty lot and along the street to a red light. Out my window I saw Velvet standing at the bus stop, trying to keep herself warm and dry. A lit cigarette sat in her black painted lips. I rolled down my passenger window and yelled to her.
“Hey, Velvet, do you want a ride? Even your black heart might get cold!” She looked away from me with a smile she tried to hide. I saw hints of her grinning as she blew a huge cloud of smoke in my direction.
“I am fine.”
“Come on, in five minutes you will be home having a hot drink. Stay and you will get home in what… an hour?”
Velvet rolled her eyes slightly, restraining another smile.
“Only if I can smoke…”
“Sure,” I said and she opened the passenger door and dropped quickly into the seat.
“Thanks, teach.”
Velvet buckled her belt, and we drove down the street. She pointed me in her direction, which strangely led me close to my apartment. She lived only a few blocks from me. The whole ride she seemed anxious or tense, and I kept catching her clutching at her door’s handle and her seatbelt. I thought maybe my driving must have frightened her, but she would flinch when we sat at red lights even. At each passing light of the street I caught sight of her smooth thighs and her skin covered in goosebumps.
“You did a great job, Velvet. Everyone enjoyed your modeling, thank you again.”
“What did you think?”
“About what?”
“My modeling…”
“I thought you did a great job,” I answered.
“No, I mean, did you like seeing me touch myself? Was that acceptable? Your students asked me to do that,” Velvet said.
“Very… exciting and… thrilling.”
I heard a quiet growled giggle escape her lips. Every second in the car with her and her smell and perfume drove me wilder. Every red light and stop I wanted to shove my hands under skirt.
Finally, I turned down her street and stopped in front of her house in her driveway.
“Thanks for the ride…” Velvet stammered as she gasped for air. Before I could say anything or get a better look at her, she opened the door, hopped onto the sidewalk and into the night she disappeared. I sat there looking to see her enter her house, and she disappeared inside a door, followed by a light switching on. I sighed and shrugged to myself.
“Well, I guess that is that.”
I drove home with a raging erection. My stomach churned thinking about Velvet’s nude body.
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The following week, Velvet sent me an email asking if she could bring her friend who also wanted to model. My class had a budget that afforded two models every session, but we usually would only reserve it for later in the term to hire two or three, and once we had four modeling at once.
Velvet wanted to bring her friend, Nina, for the next session. I had already asked her before hiring her if she could model with another, to which she agreed. I never had a model bring in a friend. Usually the models were just friends through modeling. I wondered what Nina would look like. Would she have numerous tattoos and piercings?
Finally, my next session with Velvet arrived. I had gotten a coffee and sat at my desk in my office, when a soft knock on the door startled me. I opened the door to find Velvet with another girl her age.
Velvet wore a slutty schoolgirl outfit with a half-open button-down shirt tied in a knot at her belly and a short pleated skirt. Her friend had milk white skin and long, straight red hair. She wore a black leather jacket and a skimpy, blue tube dress that her noticeably voluptuous body filled and stretched almost to bursting. Velvet had pretty sizable breasts, but this girl really stood out. Her tits looked massive and somehow still perky and pointy. Her nipples looked like they would gouge out my eye if I were sitting in front of her.
“Hello, Professor Green. This is my friend Nina. Nina, this is Professor Green. May we enter for a moment before class to change?” Velvet said with a faint smile.
Without saying a word, I opened the door, and they entered.
Velvet promptly removed her jacket then helped Nina remove hers. Watching Nina throw her arms back, thrusting her huge chest forward as she shimmied out of her jacket nearly made me cum in my pants. Velvet then stood behind her, wrapping her arms around Nina’s slender waist. Nina had a knockout, hourglass body. Curves in the right places. They looked great together, too.
“Nice to meet you Nina,” I said and she shook my hand. Nina had a bright smile on her face the whole time. She seemed much bubblier than Velvet’s more dry demeanor.
“I lost some garments yesterday, so I need to be careful today not to lose any more.” Velvet said with a giggle as she removed her shirt button by button. I watched as she slowly dropped it in a chair, followed by unhooking her bra, removing it and placing it next to her shirt. She covered her nipples with her hands in a mock show of shame.
I nodded vacantly, and Velvet quickly unzipped and pulled away her small skirt, leaving her in just her shoes and knee-high socks.
“Oops, I forgot my panties,” Velvet said playfully. She turned and put her hands on Nina, who had remained quiet. Velvet stared at me as she yanked down Nina’s tube dress to her ankles. Nina wore absolutely nothing else other than her black heels. Nina had perfect, milky white skin. No tattoos on her body I could see, and seemingly no piercings. Her nipples had pale rosy complexion. She had no pubic hair either. As I looked, I thought I could see a glimmer or glint of a piercing in her clit.
“Does she look good? Will she make a good model? I keep telling her she looks beautiful, and she never believes me. Can you believe a girl with these tits?” Velvet said and again grabbed Nina from behind, sliding her hands under Nina’s pendulous breasts. Nina started to blush.
I stared at Nina as she stepped out of her dress around her ankles. Her body looked completely smooth and hairless except of course her long red hair on her head.
They gathered their clothes and placed them in an empty basket to bring to class. Velvet and Nina stood with arms around each other. Nina’s large tits pressed into Velvet’s chest, almost smothering the girl. They giggled and whispered to each other.
I squinted at the two nude muses.
The first class went with little difficulty. The students appeared to enjoy the poses, and Mindy liked the poses especially. Nina appeared to be a natural, taking all manner of different poses and never a hint of modesty of any kind. Nina even took some very lewd poses including one where she merely turned her back to the students and squatted at the edge of the model stand, giving most of the class a clear view of her spread ass and bare pussy lips, putting one hand on the stand to balance herself while the other hand she placed in her snatch in a mock masturbation pose. It was quite exhilarating. After several extremely arousing poses, class ended, and my students gathered their materials and departed, leaving me with Velvet and her voluptuous friend, Nina.
Thinking ahead, I had ordered a meal delivered that I could share with Velvet and Nina. I hoped that by playing my cards right, I could keep the two of them naked for the whole day.
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