I married as a virgin at an early age. My wife had a fierce body and was more experienced sexually than I was. She was hot and loved to fuck but was a little small in the breast department. Unfortunately our marriage soured and we ended up in a divorce.
I had to admit I was a bit depressed when I received a call from one of my wife’s friends, Professor Raymond an art teacher at our local college. She told me she was sorry for my divorce and asked me if I’d like to pose for her Life Drawing class.
“Come on” she said ‘it will get you out and about and it will be fun.” I agreed and then she explained that Life Drawing was posing nude while the students draw you. I had to admit I was intrigued. Professor Raymond was good friends with my wife, cute and I’d always admired her rack at various parties.
“Okay it will be two one hour sessions on Wednesday and Thursday nights starting at 7pm it pays a minor stipend and get here a little early.” I had to admit I was a little nervous but also intrigued. She and my wife were close and I had always thought she liked me.
Then I thought about my relationship with my wife. During foreplay my wife had always commented on the size of my cock. She would always wake me up in the morning by running her hand up my thigh then she would pull down the covers of the bed and “watch me grow” as she liked to say. “I’ve never seen anything like it” she would say as she began to beat me off, my cock would stiffen and I’d get “tremendous” according to her.
She would either jack me off, blow me or have me fuck her brains out. “I guess your what they call a grower huh?” she would say to me. I had no idea what she was talking about but after our divorce I started to purchase big breast magazines like SCORE and Voluptuous and while I’d marvel at the models and what I’d do to their huge titties I noticed that none of the male models had anything on me. I was at least as big if not bigger then all of them. I wondered if my wife and Professor Raymond had had this discussion over coffee before. Either way I was going to be busy on Wednesday and Thursday night.
I arrived early for class and met Professor Raymond. She was dressed down in an artist’s smock but looked pretty good otherwise. “Okay you ready for the big day” she asked me. “‘Sure” I said. She gave me a robe and told me to go behind a partition “relax and get ready, I’ll call you out in a few minutes.”
As I got undressed I could hear some of the class members talking and laughing as they entered. I had to admit I was nervous and as I looked down at my cock even I had to admit it was pretty small. Holy shit I thought what if there are some hot girls in class not to mention Professor Raymond or even a couple of dudes. I felt like putting on my clothes and fleeing when I heard Professor Raymond’s voice “Okay you can come out now”. Shit, I thought as I walked out in front of the class it was all a bit of a blur, it seemed like there were about 12 students in class half a dozen guys and half a dozen girls.
“Okay” Professor Raymond said as she took me by the arm. “What you’re going to do is lay down and then hold your pose for about 45 minutes and when I say hold your pose I mean the tilt of your head, your gaze, everything. “Okay.” I nodded my head. I just wanted to go fucking home.
“Okay, lay down” professor Raymond said. I began to take my position down when Professor Raymond whispered in my ear. “Tom, you’ve got to take the robe off”.
“Oh I’m sorry I’m just a little nervous” I said. “It will be fine”she said.
I dropped the robe and layed down. Professor Raymond took a step back and I had to admit as she looked me up and down she seemed a little disappointed. Perhaps my ex-wife left out the growing part! As she stepped away from me she told me to prop myself up on my right elbow and “look toward these two students right here”.
She had pointed at two young co-eds seated about ten feet away from me. I looked at one girl who was kind of cute and had an embarrassed look on her face. My eyes then drifted to her friend. She was extremely hot and had a huge rack tightly encased in a thick ski sweater. It was cold in the studio and she was dressed warmly but there was no hiding those tits. It’s what I had dreamed about when reading the big breast magazines.
My eyes met hers and she smiled and nodded. I was digging this when her friend nudged her and held her thumb and forefinger an inch apart and laughed.
“Shh“ the big-breasted friend said “he’s cute.” Holy shit I thought my dick was so damn small you could probably not even see it in my pubic hairs. I knew I had to relax. A second later the girl with the big tits got out of seat to get something from her coat. She stretched as she did this and her tits jumped in her sweater. I too felt a little jump in my cock.
As she sat back down she looked at my cock and then back at me. I raised my eyebrows and smiled. A little silent harmless flirting couldn’t hurt I thought. Just then she shook her sweater back and forth and her tits swayed sexily in her sweater. She then raised her eyebrows and smiled at me.
I’m sure she thought this was a little harmless flirting on her part. But It had a big effect on me. My cock began to grow and then I heard the big tiited girls friend “look” she said. “Shh, I see” said the big titted girl. There was no stopping me now as I thought about what I’d do to the girl when her sweater came up. Just thinking about fucking and sucking those sweater breakers was making me huge.
I had to take a deep breath as my cock continued growing and all I wanted to do was stroke it while I looked at this big titted wonder. Just then I heard a guys voice “The dude is fucking huge” there was some laughter from the class including the girls in my view.
The chatter amongst the class brought Professor Raymond out of her office. She must have been busy doing some paperwork or something because when she caught a view of my erection her eyes bugged out of her head. “Okay umm as you can see things have…changed, but you must draw what you see..so make your drawings in real time with what you see”.
The professor shook her head in disbelief at the size of my cock and I had to admit I’d never felt bigger. The class went back to drawing and the big breasted girl looked around the class to see if anybody was watching her, I surmised and then pointed to herself as if to say am I the one who is giving you a hard-on. I smiled and nodded my head. (end of part one)
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