“Ok class, please make sure your easel is set up and you are ready to draw,” your teacher said as she set up a chair in the middle of the ring of artists and drawing equipment.
“Do we have a live subject coming in today?” you thought as you took a seat at your easel and pulled your pencil case out.
At age 30, your current age, you had suddenly decided you wanted to take up drawing and so had enrolled in night classes to practice and hone your skill.
Your girlfriend, Nemuri- better known as Hero: Midnight, was super supportive of this and always encouraged you to follow your heart so with your head held high you had enrolled and given it all you had.
“Pursuing your passion is so youthful. Just approach it head on and with a smile!” she had said to you.
“I’ll show you just how good I can draw!” You thought with pride as a smug smirk pulled a your lips, “just you wait.”
“Is everyone ready?” your teacher asked, interrupting your thoughts.
You nodded along with your classmates and she smiled back and walked to the classroom door.
As she opened it, your eyes widened.
There was your girlfriend, Nemuri, I’m a white robe- one that someone would wear when they had just hopped out of the shower.
“Is she wearing anything underneath?” You thought as you watched her walk into the room, “what is she doing here?!”
She smiled at everyone as she strutted over and took a seat on the chair that had been placed in the middle of the room.
“Class,” the teacher addressed you all, dragging your attention away from your girlfriend, “this is Miss Midnight- as most of you know her by, and she has offered to do some modeling for our life drawing section of the class.”
“Life model?! Is she going to pose nude for us?!” You gasped internally, trying not to show the surprise on your face.
Nemuri looked at you and gave you a cute little wink as she settled in comfortably on the chair.
The teacher continued on with her pointers on where to focus when drawing someone’s figure but all you could think about was seeing your girlfriend naked… IN PUBLIC!
“Drawer’s ready!” your teacher finally said then turned to Midnight and nodded at her, “when you’re ready.”
Your girl slowly reached for the white tie around her waist and tugged on it sharply, letting the opening of the robe fall slack a little and showing you the inner line of her beautiful breasts.
The internal groan that your inner voice made could almost be heard by Midnight as she looked over at you and smirked.
“Is this doing things for her sadistic side? Teasing me like this?” you thought, watching as she sat up a little and let the robe slip from her shoulders, showing off her perfect slim shoulders and full breasts.
“I’ll disrobe completely,” Midnight said to the teacher, standing up from the chair and letting the gown fall to the floor.
You exhaled sharply though your nostrils and gripped onto the pencil a little firmer then placed the tip of it on the white paper that was waiting for you to start the drawing.
With a smug look on her face, Midnight sat back down on the chair and crossed one dainty leg over the other and placed her hands on her knee and squeezing her arms together under her breasts, pushing up and making them pop out over the top of her arms.
“She’s doing this on purpose!” you screamed internally with frustration.
Her body was facing you directly and ever time you looked from the paper to her, she would wink at you or smirk and you scowled with sexual frustration.
“Excuse me,” she suddenly said in an airy tone, “I have an itch…”
Your eyes shifted to her to watch as she reached for one breast and placed her fingers on her pink nipple, rubbing and tugging on it a little with a soft moan as she pretended to ‘itch’ them.
“She’s going to get it when she gets home.” You growled internally, pulling your gaze away from her teasing and focusing back on the paper.
She saw the look on your face and smirked proudly to herself before settling back again to let everyone else continue drawing and you detailed your lines.
As you were sketching Nemuri’s hip line, she shifted, unhooking her leg from over the other and spreading her perfect thighs open, giving you the best view of her shaved pussy before closing them again and crossing the leg over the opposite knee.
Suddenly your pencil point snapped and you looked at it in surprise, not realizing that in that moment you had pushed the pencil hard against the paper and had broken the tip off.
“Miss?” You raised your hand sheepishly. “I’ve broken my pencil, I’m sorry.”
“That’s ok, Y/N, do you have a spare?” she asked.
“Uhh…. I think I left it in my bag… outside,” you said, looking down at the pencil case in your lap and gently moving the pencils aside to see if you had the particular type you had been using.
“Go and get it, quickly,” your teacher said.
You nodded and got up, giving Nemuri a look before heading for the door.
You weren’t gone long but as you opened the door and stepped back inside you saw that everyone was passed out and either slumped in their chairs or doubled over on the floor.
“I used my quirk,” Nemuri said slyly as she stood up and walked over to you, “I saw the way you were looking at me. You want a taste… don’t you?”
“Is that even a question?” you asked, your eyes traveling down her body, to her pretty pussy, then back up to her face again.
“Well, get on your knees, then,” she said with a smirk, “you have a time limit to pleasure me, and for yourself be pleasured- before everyone wakes up… you wouldn’t want them coming too right in the middle of us scissoring on the table now, would you?”
Your heart leapt in your chest and dropped into your pussy, aching and throbbing away in there as you sucked yourself lip between your teeth and bit down.
“I want you so bad right now,” you whispered in a needy voice, grabbing for the buttons on your pants to undo them.
“I’m waiting,” she replied in a confident airy voice, crossing one arm across her chest, under her breasts and popping her hip to the side.
At lightening speed, and with furious fingers, you got your pants and panties down and off, then hurriedly removed your shirt and dropped to your knees so you could worship your girlfriend from between her thighs.
“Lick me just how I like it,” she said, raking her red nailed fingertips through the front of your hair as she looked down into your upturned face.
Resting your head against her inner thigh, you maintained eye contact and poked your tongue out, kneeling up a little to press it flat against her pussy before rubbing it back and forth over her lips and up to her clit.
She didn’t make any noise, as usual. It took a lot more than that to get her to moan anyway so you knew she was expecting a stellar performance from you.
With hands now holding the front of her thighs, you shifted so that you were directly between her legs and under her a little, then continued to drag your tongue back and forth along her slit, occasionally pushing your tongue through to delve into her hole or wiggle against her soft little bud that was aching for more.
“You can do better than that,” she chided in an encouraging yet condescending way and she placed her hand on the back of your head to get some pressure behind the action of your tongue.
Eagerly, you moved forward and kept sucking and licking, knowing that if you did a good job then she would do a good job on you too.
“Legs apart,” you heard her say and you obeyed, feeling her soft toe press into your clit.
You moaned as your head nodded back and forth, tongue out and flat as it rubbed her the right way.
“You’d like more than just a toe, right, my girl?” Nemuri asked in an almost rhetorical manner, she already knew you did; but none the less she waited for you to nod your agreement, “good. Then work harder,” she demanded, gripping her nails into your hair.
Faster you licked and sucked, the saliva coating your mouth and dripping from your chin down your front.
“I’m gonna end up cumming right here on the floor well before she does, at this point.”
Suddenly she stepped back and let go of your hair to click her fingers.
“Stand up,” she commanded and you very obediently stood, “get on the chair,” she added, pointing back to the chair that was in the middle of the easels with everyone surrounding it.
You quickly walked over to the chair and at down, taking a look at each of the sleeping people in the room before letting your eyes settle on her.
“This is where we’ll finish,” she said as she walked over and straddled your hips then sat down in your lap, her pussy connecting with yours before she started rocking back and forth, riding you like a cowboy.
“What if they wake up?” you asked nervously, your eyes rolling a little with the pleasure of feeling her soft skin on yours.
“That’s part of the fun, isn’t it?” she replied with a devious grin, “your classmates waking up to watch me riding your pussy and making you cum?”
Your eyelids fluttered closed as her warm mouth met yours, her soft pussy, sliding and rubbing back and forth over your clit- forcing a moan of pleasure from your throat.
“Nemuri,” you whispered moaned, your hands gripping onto her soft side.
“Are you enjoying this?” she asked as she rocked.
“Yeah,” you moaned, one hand slipping to her ass to feel her as she arched back and forth on you.
“Here,” she whispered, straightening up a little so that she could push a breast up against your lips, which you were only to happy to take into your mouth and suck on as she rode you.
Your tongue and teeth nipped and sucked on her stiff bud as she rocked harder and faster, her body starting to show signs that she was getting closer to climax.
You looked up into her eyes and watched as that erotic blush on her cheeks spread and her glazed eyes rolled back.
“She’s loving this! The potential voyerism is giving her that extra kick too,” you thought, adjusting in the chair a bit and opening your legs a little wider so that you could get the most out of her pussy rubbing yours.
With her tit still in your mouth, you dug your finger tips further into her soft skin and pushed up against her eager to get her to the climax- and relieve yourself as well.
“Mmmm,” you hummed with urgently, feeling that throb in your pussy getting stronger.
“Come on, cum,” Nemuri panted above you, her own voice straining as her teeth grit together, her rocking hips becoming more fervent in their actions.
You moaned out again, louder this time, but still sucking on her tit.
“Yes!” she cried, her hips thrusting wildly against you as your eyes scrunched with pleasure.
“Ahhhh~,” you finally wailed, releasing her breast from your lips as you threw your head back and cried out with delight.
At that moment, Nemuri came too, her body shuddering and twitching as her slick dripped down your inner thigh.
“2 minutes,” she panted… “we have 2 minutes before they wake up.”
She was off your lap and you were scrambling for your clothes within a millisecond and you only just got your decency back on before the first person roused in their sleep.
“What happened?” a female classmate asked groggily as she sat up in her chair, “I think I fell asleep.”
“Oh heavens,” the teacher added, sitting up from the floor, “I think I fell asleep too?”
One by one everyone woke up, questioning what had happened as you discretely wiped your mouth on your sleeve and glanced at Nemuri who was still on the chair like nothing had happened.
“Well this has been the best art class ever…” you thought with a chuckle as you straightened in your chair.
~ END ~