My name is Vanesa, I'm a short and flat girl, I measure 1.40 meters and my measurements are 60 cm of bust, 52 cm of waist and 65 cm of hips, so the truth is that I don't have many 'female attributes', but I still like my body, my boyfriend says my breasts are flirtatious and that my ass is very sexy because it's very firm even though it's small.
I'm not a beauty queen from the face, but if I consider myself pretty, I have big eyes and lips, I also have white skin, my hair is Chinese black color, I wear glasses and according to what several people have told me, my smile charms.
This story happened at my 19 years old, I was in my second semester at...School of Fine ArtsThe atmosphere was very good, everyone was very open (sometimes too much for my taste), there were couples of all kinds and sex was a common topic in the hallways, I felt embarrassed so I tried to avoid staying when those topics came up, but I still had many friends, I got along well with almost all of my group and what I liked most is that they also got along well with my boyfriend Carlos (I knew them from several bar or dance nights).
Carlos was a young slender man, also short but taller than me (1.60) and there wasn't much to highlight about him, I felt like he was just someone average like me, so I liked him, plus he treated me kindly, so I was happy with him, I loved the idea of finishing both our careers (because we're around the same age) and getting married and starting a family, both of us being shy meant we almost hadn't had intimacy in the 4 years we'd been together (since we've been dating since high school) we would have had sex maximum ten times, during sex it was good, his penis wasn't very big (which didn't bother me at all because I'm small too) and he knew how to use it, but my libido wasn't very high so I usually skipped those activities, what's more is that I used to give him many blowjobs for him to be calm, it didn't bother me, nor did I like it, as long as he didn't come in my mouth everything was fine.
One of the subjects I had this semester only gave classes at night from 7:00 to 8:30 PM, which was very annoying because almost all my classes were in the morning, I lived far away from school so for me it wasn't an option to go back home, nor did I have much money to hang out like most of my classmates did, so I would stay practically alone in the library or cafeteria all afternoon, the good thing is that this subject only gave one class a week.
One day I was sitting in the cafeteria bored reading my notes on '...Human Figurethe material I was talking about went on until very late, when a young man arrived who initially scared me a lot, he was VERY TALL almost two meters tall, he was dark-haired and muscular it seemed like he went to the gym daily, he wasn't handsome but looked rugged, he had shaved his head which made him look very intimidating, I practically rolled into a ball when I saw him wishing he wouldn't see me, but, but, but, if he did see me... I remember that he came over and sat down in front of me at the cafeteria, I was turning around to all sides hoping to see even the janitor but there was no one. - Hi do you know where room 217 is? – I asked him very nicely and smiling. - Yes... it's at the back before reaching the courts, but there are no classes right now. – I replied trying to make myself serious to hide my nerves. - I know I arrived a bit early, but since it's my first day I didn't want to be late. – he responded shrugging his shoulders as if he had been scolded. When I looked down at him after what he said I could see that he was quite upset, I looked into his eyes and could tell that he was one of those gentle giants, so all the fear I had went away as quickly as it arrived. - It seems you're new! There are still two hours until that class! – I shouted laughing, which made him even more nervous. - My name is Vanesa and I'm also in that class. – I said smiling at him and extending my hand in a gesture of friendship. - My name is Carlos, nice to meet you – he responded. After that uncomfortable moment, Carlos and I spent the whole afternoon talking, I showed him my notes on the subject and tried to bring him up to speed since I thought who was going to be my new classmate at that moment had already missed many classes, while I talked more about the topic the more interested he became in it and the better we got along, since he was someone relaxed and everything opposite of his appearance wasn't aggressive at all. Finally... the hour of the class and Carlos and I headed to the hall, there were already several of my classmates there, I was having so much fun chatting with him that I didn't even notice when he arrived, I walked towards them to introduce him but at that moment Carlos took off his shirt leaving his marked torso bare, I turned red like a tomato and moved away from him starting to worry that my classmates would think I was with a pervert or something worse, tried to explain it but at that moment the professor entered
- Class, this is Carlos, he will be our model for the rest of the semester, I hope they are mature and treat him with respect - The professor explained while Carlos sat down on a bench in the center of the hall
Carlos was wearing blue ripped jeans and since he wasn't wearing a shirt you could see the elastic of his underwear, it was noticeable that he was bronzed because despite his brunette skin his arms, neck, and face were more bronzed than the rest of his torso
At first my shame didn't let me draw him well but as I overcame my shame I could pay more attention to his pectorals and I won't deny it started to get hot, I had never seen a man with that body, I started wondering if he could carry me, then I started fantasizing about how my boyfriend could get a body like that
Between work and fantasies the class went quickly, as soon as it was time to leave Carlos took his shirt and left, looking a bit down also
I spent a long week where I almost forgot what happened, however the girls in the hall kept bringing it up several times in their conversations and started fantasizing about things I preferred not to hear
Finally Thursday arrived and I found myself alone in the cafeteria, reviewing my sketches when I ran into the unfinished drawing of Carlos' torso, remembering the class made me feel like my body temperature rose again and I turned red, didn't give it much importance because I knew I was alone, I kept drawing on that sketch but started modifying the face to make it look like my boyfriend, I was very entertained when I heard a familiar voice...
- Is there a lot of homework? - I wonder, Carlos, who looked at my drawing over my shoulder.
- Don't scare me like that! - I yell angrily and turn around to hit his chest (like a little girl's tantrum) but as soon as I touch him, I pull back apologetically, feeling so firm, so... I don't know how to describe it.
- It didn't hurt, don't worry - Carlos answers me with a smile, sitting down beside me.
The afternoon passed with a pleasant conversation, Carlos was getting along better and better, and it was nice not to be alone while the class started. When the class began, he repeated what happened last time, Carlos took off his shirt, sat in the middle, we drew, and then he left. This routine repeated for almost a month, where only the explanation given by the professor changed, also during that time my friendship with Carlos was growing to the point where he even went out to drink with my boyfriend and me, they became friends immediately.
Finally, the day arrived when the routine changed. Carlos came to the cafeteria as usual, we talked like every week, but this time he was a bit serious, when we entered the class he took off his shirt as usual and left it on the floor, then he walked over to my seat (I sit in the front row so I can see well).
- Hey Vane... cover me up for a sec while I get rid of the pain, okay? - Carlos said looking at me very seriously with almost pleading eyes.
- Okay. It's fine - I answered without understanding what was happening.
- Thanks! - He said smiling more calmly.
I didn't understand what was happening, to me it was just another class, however I could notice that several of my classmates were whispering among themselves and looking at Carlos provocatively, some until kisses they would send. Carlos was standing in front of me, and I tried to look at him straight on because the truth is that his bare torso wasn't letting me think clearly and if I looked down my face would end up directly in his groin.
Carlos sighed and I could hear him unbuttoning his belt buckle as he let it fall to the floor. I lowered my gaze, starting to understand what was happening... we were going to start drawing naked!
Everything was passing in slow motion before my eyes. I saw Carlos bring his hands to the sides of his body, lowering the elastic of his black boxer briefs, while the fabric fell down and I could see first a thick patch of Chinese hair sprouting from his pubis, then revealing the largest, most perfect, and beautiful penis I had ever seen... his member was long, even though he was asleep it was already the size of my boyfriend's when erect, but (better?) it was thicker, uncircumcised, and I could see how his glans was slightly thicker than the shaft of his member. My gaze stayed fixed on him, my cheeks began to redden, and I felt like not only my face, but also my sex, were heating up in a way I had never felt before, between parting my lips and for a moment I thought about kissing him, but a sound stopped me...
Vane... don't look at it like that, please, it looks small because I'm nervous... - Carlos whispered to me.
- Small? That thing is enormous. - I said without looking away from him while biting my lower lip.
I don't know if it was what I said or if Carlos realized I was looking at him with desire, but his member started growing so quickly that the tip touched my lips.
- YOUNG! What kind of behavior is this? I expected something more professional - the professor shouted as he saw Carlos' erection, who quickly tried to cover himself up.
- Go to the bathroom and relieve yourself - The professor said gruffly, Carlos quickly put his pants back on along with his... boxers and ran out of the classroom. The professor was furious, I could hear my girlfriends chattering, we were all red, some were upset and others excited, although I tried to hide it many didn't, as for the boys most of them if not all found themselves embarrassed, I think none of them lived up to expectations. When Carlos returned the class continued but the professor wouldn't let him take off his boxers, I couldn't get that penis out of my head and was probably for the first time in my life horny, so as soon as the class ended I called my boyfriend to put on a show... - Hey love... do you know today I'm feeling... - Today? Sorry love but I don't have money for the hotel. - I hung up after hearing that, I felt so disappointed I didn't want to know anything about the world, all the way home I thought about Carlos' intimate parts, his body, his perfect pectorals, my crotch was sensitive and wet, so wet it started showing through my jeans, I felt like I'd won, luckily no one saw me. As soon as I got to my room I got in the shower hoping the cold water would calm down my desires, I thought about masturbating but never had and wouldn't start now. The weekend I could see my boyfriend, I dressed as flirtatiously as possible for him, but that damn guy only turned me on more, we fooled around a lot and enjoyed my body, I gave him a good blow job this time and I was enjoying it because I imagined it was Carlos' penis but he came in two minutes and didn't touch me the rest of the date. The next week was a delicious torture for me... Why 'delicious torture'? Well it was delicious because I was excited every day and that allowed me to get to know my body like never before, every time I walked, every time the fabric of my own clothes... I'm getting excited with my nipples, I'd sigh with joy, I loved those new sensations and started to enjoy being in that state, the problem was what I would call torture came when I realized I couldn't think clearly in that state, it was like being drugged, always a brainiac at school and now I seemed stupid, the worst is that I began to like it, like failing on what teachers asked soon they stopped asking, I'd laugh at anything and stop worrying about my friends' sex talks, now I enjoyed them.
- It's great you've relaxed more, Vanessa - one of my classmates named Karina told me one day between classes.
- Of course, I'm always excited, I mean relaxed. - I replied laughing at the stupidity that had just come out of my mouth.
- What are you smoking but give it to me? - Karina responded also laughing.
- I don't smoke. - I answered not fully understanding what she was trying to say and she just laughed.
- Don't worry, it's always embarrassing at first, and speaking of embarrassment, didn't you feel embarrassed having that huge zit on your face the other day in human form? - Karina asked me.
My mind went back to that moment, I licked my lips and left my gaze lost remembering, squeezed my legs and lifted my buttocks a bit.
- On the contrary, I'd like to see it again. - I replied.
- Well, I doubt professor will let us see it again - Karina responded crossing her arms.
My face fell into despair as I realized after that incident it was probably unlikely I would even get hired again. I think Karina noticed I was really suffering from that fact because she quickly told me: - Don't be discouraged, look, I'll tell you a secret, this Thursday there's a class of erotic photography taught by the seniors and they're very good - I emphasized that last point. I thought for a moment about refusing, but Karina when she saw me hesitate added - It will be the same model as in the figure human class and there are no restrictions because it's at a private house.- My eyes sparkled with excitement, almost I could kiss her, I think I wanted to kiss her at some point, I signed up for the class as soon as I had the opportunity, it was something expensive but I used my savings together with some money I asked from my parents. The week went by quite slowly and my mind only thought about Carlos's member, as the days advanced I tried to clear my mind so I wouldn't regret anything, since I was very close to giving a blow job to one of my classmates in the bathroom...If you want to know what happened, you can read this paragraph if not, just skip it, I only want to vent)As I had already told you, I wasn't thinking clearly and was very excited, one of my classmates realized it and in an opportunity he had when we were alone together in a class change, he started rubbing my butt, I didn't just scream like a girl, I moaned, kissed him and began to grope his bulge above his pants, he took advantage to touch my breasts, I remember that I bent down in front of him and was about to unbutton his pants, luckily the noise of footsteps in the hallway stopped us. I know it's silly but I'm grateful that happened because the guilt and pain of cheating on my boyfriend kept me calm, I had thought things through well, I would go to that class, see that penis, masturbate for the first time and only once and get it out of my system.
Finally the day arrived, we left class and in the afternoon, almost at dusk, the class began when I got there were several of my male and female classmates, a few unknowns who I think didn't attend our school, and of course Carlos, who greeted me somewhat shyly. A few minutes later, a boy around 23-24 years old entered, it was noticeable he was gay or at least bisexual because when he asked Carlos to undress, he enjoyed the view as much as I did.
Friends! Today I had the most erotic vision! A composition where we can feel the pleasure of sex without reaching the act - said the instructor excitedly, everyone applauded.
But unfortunately, our model didn't show up, so could anyone help us get hard for our friend? - said the instructor with no hesitation.
Something took hold of me, this is my moment I thought, if I take this out of my system, I'll make sure it never comes back. I stood up among the attendees and shouted firmly - I! - the instructor smiled, Carlos was surprised, and the participants murmured.
Do you mind, Carlos? - asked the instructor but I didn't give him a chance to respond.
I walked as fast as I could until I was right in front of him, we looked at each other for a few seconds, he was confused and I was determined, so I got down on my knees and started kissing his penis, I heard laughter and several comments about how adventurous it was but a few minutes later I could only concentrate on the piece of meat in front of me, I could feel it getting hard as I touched it with my lips and I loved that, slowly I opened my legs, brought my left hand to my sex and started touching myself while taking Carlos' penis head with my right hand and lifting it up to kiss his balls while masturbating him, it didn't matter who was looking at me, I was in paradise and only that mattered.
I passed my tongue over the entire length of Carlos, I realized he was so long like my head, when I reached the tip I started to suck it, his glans barely fit in my mouth, I felt the taste of his precum, it was sweet and light, I liked it, I raised my gaze without removing his member from my mouth to look at him, he smiled at me and began to caress my head as if I were a dog... that was a slut giving pleasure to her master! I felt full, I felt complete, do women feel this way when they're with a real man?
My ideas were interrupted by the instructor... He separated us saying - Calm down guys, we don't want this to end before the photos - I had to sit down while Carlos posed with his big cock erect and everyone was taking pictures of him, I could finally see his penis in detail, it was large, thick, I estimated at least thirty centimeters, it was the penis of a man or the penis every man should have.
I wasn't taking photos, I didn't have a camera, I was just enjoying the show, the instructor realized this and approached me.
- I see you like Carlos'... tool. Maybe we can help with the next part of the class. - he said to me. I turned red (if that's even possible) because I had left my... excitement trance for a moment.
- I want to create an erotic moment where his enormous sex covers yours, without penetrating you, of course, with his hands covering your breasts and their faces lost in a kiss... - the instructor said, I think he also mentioned paying me, but I could only think about kissing Carlos and his sex rubbing against mine.
- Okay. - I said, getting up.
- Good, then please undress yourself. - he said to me with all the world's tranquility, as if it were normal for a stranger to ask you to undress in front of many others, I won't deny it.
For a moment I was about to leave, but I committed the mistake of turning around to look at Carlos, he looked so sexy, naked, posing and highlighting his muscles that were only obscured by his... virile member, I began to undress myself, letting my clothes fall to the floor, it wasn't an erotic dance nor was I trying to seduce him, I felt sad and scared, he was a whole man and I was a girl who didn't have many attributes, flat chest and little hips, I never felt insecure about my figure but that time I felt vulnerable, violated by everyone's gazes, I walked towards Carlos and smiled.
Carlos stopped posing and came closer to me, his expression was different from usual, I felt intimidated, he looked at me and walked around me as if evaluating my body, was it good enough for him? Finally we stood facing each other, he took me by the shoulders and pressed against me, I could feel like his hard penis almost hit my breasts, then he separated from me and I walked back to stand behind him, feeling like I was lifted opening my legs...
I couldn't think clearly, my desire overcame my consciousness, more than my morals and more than my love for my boyfriend, there I was, not only naked in front of strangers and some of my classmates... I was completely open and exposed...
Carlos was carrying me, with me facing him and my legs open while he settled into a nearby armchair to start posing, he let himself fall back and I slowly adjusted between his legs so that his enormous member covered my sex, just rubbing against it, I let out a moan as I felt that friction, I could hear some comments, the instructor's indications and a few laughs but I didn't care, then I could feel Carlos covering my small breasts with his large hands, I turned to look at him, he smiled at me and I knew my gaze was one of desire because I remember it cost me to breathe.
The image was exactly what the instructor of the workshop wanted and what I had promised, although everyone there had already seen me naked in the final photograph only Carlos's penis would be visible since it was so big that it covered all my intimacy, my breasts wouldn't be visible because his hands were covering them. they covered us and our faces would remain hidden once we kissed...
Carlos' face approached mine, I opened my lips desperately and at the instructor's signal, he kissed me, as soon as I felt Carlos' kiss, I could hear the camera shots and that heated me up more than the kiss itself, I started rubbing my sex against Carlos' trunk, which had his penis, and feeling like my fluids were escaping from my vagina, moistening the cock of that man who was holding me, inviting him to enter.
- You can all separate now, thank you - The instructor yelled, and the camera clicks ceased, Carlos separated his face from mine.
- No... - I said in a sigh, desperate while feeling like Carlos was lifting me up to put me on the floor away from him.
I turned my head to look at him pleadingly, I could notice that his cock remained hard, then I returned my gaze to the front and saw all the people from that course looking at me, their faces were a mix of mockery but more excitement, I understood that I wasn't the only pervert there, that this was normal in that world of artists where I found myself, so I walked towards the nearest table, placing my hands on it and sticking out my butt for Carlos to see, putting my flat chest on the desk, spreading my legs and opening my buttocks with my hands as I saw Carlos glance at me.
- Make me yours... - I said weakly, but he didn't need me to say more.
I could feel Carlos quickly rushing towards me, taking hold of my hips, pushing his enormous virility inside me, I had an orgasm just from being penetrated and heard the applause of my classmates, several of them left but others only started talking while watching the spectacle, I saw the instructor taking a cup of wine from the catering table as Carlos was thrusting into me, sex with him was so different from that of my boyfriend, it was wild, strong, energetic, wonderful...
I had sensations of pleasure like... Never before, Carlos' member filled my entire interior, also hurting a bit when he entered but I didn't care, I moaned with each thrust and felt his breathing quicken, he grabbed my arms and pulled me towards him to fill me completely, I came, I came like never before, my moans filled the room and the image that was seen there was something so surreal, a huge man had a small and flat girl being sodomized while a pile of artists watched the spectacle taking wine and eating cheese.
Carlos turned around without removing his cock from me, which caused another orgasm in me, I could see him bending down to suck my nipples, I hugged him moving my hips with desperation, I wanted to give him the same pleasure he was giving me, occasionally I heard the clicks of the photography cameras but it didn't matter and neither did Carlos, he was like a bull, all that mattered to him was impregnating his women.
My eyes went blank and my back arched with the most pleasurable orgasm I had ever had feeling his enormous member swelling up pumping its semen into my interior...
I remained lying on that desk, dripping semen from my sex, breathing with difficulty, the last thing I remember of that night is Carlos bringing his penis to my mouth for me to clean it, which I did with pleasure...
That semester I failed and Carlos was fired because of me since we always ended up having sex in the bathrooms before classes, slowly Carlos was molding my sex with his large cock so that only he could satisfy me... I hated him for that because he never loved me as a partner, I realized that like me he had many women at his disposal, I know this from the times I ended up having sex with them to be penetrated by him afterwards.
The last time I saw him was on my wedding day, the wine in the morning before everything started and he caught me with my dress on, he took care of it. I would have gotten married to my boyfriend from school mainly because I wouldn't want to be alone and I kind of appreciate him but I can't see him as a man, his Small friendHe's incapable of filling me, of giving me the pleasure that Carlos gave me, but he thinks so and I can't help wondering... How many men are there who truly believe they satisfy their wife when reality is otherwise?
I'm not a beauty queen from the face, but if I consider myself pretty, I have big eyes and lips, I also have white skin, my hair is Chinese black color, I wear glasses and according to what several people have told me, my smile charms.
This story happened at my 19 years old, I was in my second semester at...School of Fine ArtsThe atmosphere was very good, everyone was very open (sometimes too much for my taste), there were couples of all kinds and sex was a common topic in the hallways, I felt embarrassed so I tried to avoid staying when those topics came up, but I still had many friends, I got along well with almost all of my group and what I liked most is that they also got along well with my boyfriend Carlos (I knew them from several bar or dance nights).
Carlos was a young slender man, also short but taller than me (1.60) and there wasn't much to highlight about him, I felt like he was just someone average like me, so I liked him, plus he treated me kindly, so I was happy with him, I loved the idea of finishing both our careers (because we're around the same age) and getting married and starting a family, both of us being shy meant we almost hadn't had intimacy in the 4 years we'd been together (since we've been dating since high school) we would have had sex maximum ten times, during sex it was good, his penis wasn't very big (which didn't bother me at all because I'm small too) and he knew how to use it, but my libido wasn't very high so I usually skipped those activities, what's more is that I used to give him many blowjobs for him to be calm, it didn't bother me, nor did I like it, as long as he didn't come in my mouth everything was fine.
One of the subjects I had this semester only gave classes at night from 7:00 to 8:30 PM, which was very annoying because almost all my classes were in the morning, I lived far away from school so for me it wasn't an option to go back home, nor did I have much money to hang out like most of my classmates did, so I would stay practically alone in the library or cafeteria all afternoon, the good thing is that this subject only gave one class a week.
One day I was sitting in the cafeteria bored reading my notes on '...Human Figurethe material I was talking about went on until very late, when a young man arrived who initially scared me a lot, he was VERY TALL almost two meters tall, he was dark-haired and muscular it seemed like he went to the gym daily, he wasn't handsome but looked rugged, he had shaved his head which made him look very intimidating, I practically rolled into a ball when I saw him wishing he wouldn't see me, but, but, but, if he did see me... I remember that he came over and sat down in front of me at the cafeteria, I was turning around to all sides hoping to see even the janitor but there was no one. - Hi do you know where room 217 is? – I asked him very nicely and smiling. - Yes... it's at the back before reaching the courts, but there are no classes right now. – I replied trying to make myself serious to hide my nerves. - I know I arrived a bit early, but since it's my first day I didn't want to be late. – he responded shrugging his shoulders as if he had been scolded. When I looked down at him after what he said I could see that he was quite upset, I looked into his eyes and could tell that he was one of those gentle giants, so all the fear I had went away as quickly as it arrived. - It seems you're new! There are still two hours until that class! – I shouted laughing, which made him even more nervous. - My name is Vanesa and I'm also in that class. – I said smiling at him and extending my hand in a gesture of friendship. - My name is Carlos, nice to meet you – he responded. After that uncomfortable moment, Carlos and I spent the whole afternoon talking, I showed him my notes on the subject and tried to bring him up to speed since I thought who was going to be my new classmate at that moment had already missed many classes, while I talked more about the topic the more interested he became in it and the better we got along, since he was someone relaxed and everything opposite of his appearance wasn't aggressive at all. Finally... the hour of the class and Carlos and I headed to the hall, there were already several of my classmates there, I was having so much fun chatting with him that I didn't even notice when he arrived, I walked towards them to introduce him but at that moment Carlos took off his shirt leaving his marked torso bare, I turned red like a tomato and moved away from him starting to worry that my classmates would think I was with a pervert or something worse, tried to explain it but at that moment the professor entered
- Class, this is Carlos, he will be our model for the rest of the semester, I hope they are mature and treat him with respect - The professor explained while Carlos sat down on a bench in the center of the hall
Carlos was wearing blue ripped jeans and since he wasn't wearing a shirt you could see the elastic of his underwear, it was noticeable that he was bronzed because despite his brunette skin his arms, neck, and face were more bronzed than the rest of his torso
At first my shame didn't let me draw him well but as I overcame my shame I could pay more attention to his pectorals and I won't deny it started to get hot, I had never seen a man with that body, I started wondering if he could carry me, then I started fantasizing about how my boyfriend could get a body like that
Between work and fantasies the class went quickly, as soon as it was time to leave Carlos took his shirt and left, looking a bit down also
I spent a long week where I almost forgot what happened, however the girls in the hall kept bringing it up several times in their conversations and started fantasizing about things I preferred not to hear
Finally Thursday arrived and I found myself alone in the cafeteria, reviewing my sketches when I ran into the unfinished drawing of Carlos' torso, remembering the class made me feel like my body temperature rose again and I turned red, didn't give it much importance because I knew I was alone, I kept drawing on that sketch but started modifying the face to make it look like my boyfriend, I was very entertained when I heard a familiar voice...
- Is there a lot of homework? - I wonder, Carlos, who looked at my drawing over my shoulder.
- Don't scare me like that! - I yell angrily and turn around to hit his chest (like a little girl's tantrum) but as soon as I touch him, I pull back apologetically, feeling so firm, so... I don't know how to describe it.
- It didn't hurt, don't worry - Carlos answers me with a smile, sitting down beside me.
The afternoon passed with a pleasant conversation, Carlos was getting along better and better, and it was nice not to be alone while the class started. When the class began, he repeated what happened last time, Carlos took off his shirt, sat in the middle, we drew, and then he left. This routine repeated for almost a month, where only the explanation given by the professor changed, also during that time my friendship with Carlos was growing to the point where he even went out to drink with my boyfriend and me, they became friends immediately.
Finally, the day arrived when the routine changed. Carlos came to the cafeteria as usual, we talked like every week, but this time he was a bit serious, when we entered the class he took off his shirt as usual and left it on the floor, then he walked over to my seat (I sit in the front row so I can see well).
- Hey Vane... cover me up for a sec while I get rid of the pain, okay? - Carlos said looking at me very seriously with almost pleading eyes.
- Okay. It's fine - I answered without understanding what was happening.
- Thanks! - He said smiling more calmly.
I didn't understand what was happening, to me it was just another class, however I could notice that several of my classmates were whispering among themselves and looking at Carlos provocatively, some until kisses they would send. Carlos was standing in front of me, and I tried to look at him straight on because the truth is that his bare torso wasn't letting me think clearly and if I looked down my face would end up directly in his groin.
Carlos sighed and I could hear him unbuttoning his belt buckle as he let it fall to the floor. I lowered my gaze, starting to understand what was happening... we were going to start drawing naked!
Everything was passing in slow motion before my eyes. I saw Carlos bring his hands to the sides of his body, lowering the elastic of his black boxer briefs, while the fabric fell down and I could see first a thick patch of Chinese hair sprouting from his pubis, then revealing the largest, most perfect, and beautiful penis I had ever seen... his member was long, even though he was asleep it was already the size of my boyfriend's when erect, but (better?) it was thicker, uncircumcised, and I could see how his glans was slightly thicker than the shaft of his member. My gaze stayed fixed on him, my cheeks began to redden, and I felt like not only my face, but also my sex, were heating up in a way I had never felt before, between parting my lips and for a moment I thought about kissing him, but a sound stopped me...
Vane... don't look at it like that, please, it looks small because I'm nervous... - Carlos whispered to me.
- Small? That thing is enormous. - I said without looking away from him while biting my lower lip.
I don't know if it was what I said or if Carlos realized I was looking at him with desire, but his member started growing so quickly that the tip touched my lips.
- YOUNG! What kind of behavior is this? I expected something more professional - the professor shouted as he saw Carlos' erection, who quickly tried to cover himself up.
- Go to the bathroom and relieve yourself - The professor said gruffly, Carlos quickly put his pants back on along with his... boxers and ran out of the classroom. The professor was furious, I could hear my girlfriends chattering, we were all red, some were upset and others excited, although I tried to hide it many didn't, as for the boys most of them if not all found themselves embarrassed, I think none of them lived up to expectations. When Carlos returned the class continued but the professor wouldn't let him take off his boxers, I couldn't get that penis out of my head and was probably for the first time in my life horny, so as soon as the class ended I called my boyfriend to put on a show... - Hey love... do you know today I'm feeling... - Today? Sorry love but I don't have money for the hotel. - I hung up after hearing that, I felt so disappointed I didn't want to know anything about the world, all the way home I thought about Carlos' intimate parts, his body, his perfect pectorals, my crotch was sensitive and wet, so wet it started showing through my jeans, I felt like I'd won, luckily no one saw me. As soon as I got to my room I got in the shower hoping the cold water would calm down my desires, I thought about masturbating but never had and wouldn't start now. The weekend I could see my boyfriend, I dressed as flirtatiously as possible for him, but that damn guy only turned me on more, we fooled around a lot and enjoyed my body, I gave him a good blow job this time and I was enjoying it because I imagined it was Carlos' penis but he came in two minutes and didn't touch me the rest of the date. The next week was a delicious torture for me... Why 'delicious torture'? Well it was delicious because I was excited every day and that allowed me to get to know my body like never before, every time I walked, every time the fabric of my own clothes... I'm getting excited with my nipples, I'd sigh with joy, I loved those new sensations and started to enjoy being in that state, the problem was what I would call torture came when I realized I couldn't think clearly in that state, it was like being drugged, always a brainiac at school and now I seemed stupid, the worst is that I began to like it, like failing on what teachers asked soon they stopped asking, I'd laugh at anything and stop worrying about my friends' sex talks, now I enjoyed them.
- It's great you've relaxed more, Vanessa - one of my classmates named Karina told me one day between classes.
- Of course, I'm always excited, I mean relaxed. - I replied laughing at the stupidity that had just come out of my mouth.
- What are you smoking but give it to me? - Karina responded also laughing.
- I don't smoke. - I answered not fully understanding what she was trying to say and she just laughed.
- Don't worry, it's always embarrassing at first, and speaking of embarrassment, didn't you feel embarrassed having that huge zit on your face the other day in human form? - Karina asked me.
My mind went back to that moment, I licked my lips and left my gaze lost remembering, squeezed my legs and lifted my buttocks a bit.
- On the contrary, I'd like to see it again. - I replied.
- Well, I doubt professor will let us see it again - Karina responded crossing her arms.
My face fell into despair as I realized after that incident it was probably unlikely I would even get hired again. I think Karina noticed I was really suffering from that fact because she quickly told me: - Don't be discouraged, look, I'll tell you a secret, this Thursday there's a class of erotic photography taught by the seniors and they're very good - I emphasized that last point. I thought for a moment about refusing, but Karina when she saw me hesitate added - It will be the same model as in the figure human class and there are no restrictions because it's at a private house.- My eyes sparkled with excitement, almost I could kiss her, I think I wanted to kiss her at some point, I signed up for the class as soon as I had the opportunity, it was something expensive but I used my savings together with some money I asked from my parents. The week went by quite slowly and my mind only thought about Carlos's member, as the days advanced I tried to clear my mind so I wouldn't regret anything, since I was very close to giving a blow job to one of my classmates in the bathroom...If you want to know what happened, you can read this paragraph if not, just skip it, I only want to vent)As I had already told you, I wasn't thinking clearly and was very excited, one of my classmates realized it and in an opportunity he had when we were alone together in a class change, he started rubbing my butt, I didn't just scream like a girl, I moaned, kissed him and began to grope his bulge above his pants, he took advantage to touch my breasts, I remember that I bent down in front of him and was about to unbutton his pants, luckily the noise of footsteps in the hallway stopped us. I know it's silly but I'm grateful that happened because the guilt and pain of cheating on my boyfriend kept me calm, I had thought things through well, I would go to that class, see that penis, masturbate for the first time and only once and get it out of my system.
Finally the day arrived, we left class and in the afternoon, almost at dusk, the class began when I got there were several of my male and female classmates, a few unknowns who I think didn't attend our school, and of course Carlos, who greeted me somewhat shyly. A few minutes later, a boy around 23-24 years old entered, it was noticeable he was gay or at least bisexual because when he asked Carlos to undress, he enjoyed the view as much as I did.
Friends! Today I had the most erotic vision! A composition where we can feel the pleasure of sex without reaching the act - said the instructor excitedly, everyone applauded.
But unfortunately, our model didn't show up, so could anyone help us get hard for our friend? - said the instructor with no hesitation.
Something took hold of me, this is my moment I thought, if I take this out of my system, I'll make sure it never comes back. I stood up among the attendees and shouted firmly - I! - the instructor smiled, Carlos was surprised, and the participants murmured.
Do you mind, Carlos? - asked the instructor but I didn't give him a chance to respond.
I walked as fast as I could until I was right in front of him, we looked at each other for a few seconds, he was confused and I was determined, so I got down on my knees and started kissing his penis, I heard laughter and several comments about how adventurous it was but a few minutes later I could only concentrate on the piece of meat in front of me, I could feel it getting hard as I touched it with my lips and I loved that, slowly I opened my legs, brought my left hand to my sex and started touching myself while taking Carlos' penis head with my right hand and lifting it up to kiss his balls while masturbating him, it didn't matter who was looking at me, I was in paradise and only that mattered.
I passed my tongue over the entire length of Carlos, I realized he was so long like my head, when I reached the tip I started to suck it, his glans barely fit in my mouth, I felt the taste of his precum, it was sweet and light, I liked it, I raised my gaze without removing his member from my mouth to look at him, he smiled at me and began to caress my head as if I were a dog... that was a slut giving pleasure to her master! I felt full, I felt complete, do women feel this way when they're with a real man?
My ideas were interrupted by the instructor... He separated us saying - Calm down guys, we don't want this to end before the photos - I had to sit down while Carlos posed with his big cock erect and everyone was taking pictures of him, I could finally see his penis in detail, it was large, thick, I estimated at least thirty centimeters, it was the penis of a man or the penis every man should have.
I wasn't taking photos, I didn't have a camera, I was just enjoying the show, the instructor realized this and approached me.
- I see you like Carlos'... tool. Maybe we can help with the next part of the class. - he said to me. I turned red (if that's even possible) because I had left my... excitement trance for a moment.
- I want to create an erotic moment where his enormous sex covers yours, without penetrating you, of course, with his hands covering your breasts and their faces lost in a kiss... - the instructor said, I think he also mentioned paying me, but I could only think about kissing Carlos and his sex rubbing against mine.
- Okay. - I said, getting up.
- Good, then please undress yourself. - he said to me with all the world's tranquility, as if it were normal for a stranger to ask you to undress in front of many others, I won't deny it.
For a moment I was about to leave, but I committed the mistake of turning around to look at Carlos, he looked so sexy, naked, posing and highlighting his muscles that were only obscured by his... virile member, I began to undress myself, letting my clothes fall to the floor, it wasn't an erotic dance nor was I trying to seduce him, I felt sad and scared, he was a whole man and I was a girl who didn't have many attributes, flat chest and little hips, I never felt insecure about my figure but that time I felt vulnerable, violated by everyone's gazes, I walked towards Carlos and smiled.
Carlos stopped posing and came closer to me, his expression was different from usual, I felt intimidated, he looked at me and walked around me as if evaluating my body, was it good enough for him? Finally we stood facing each other, he took me by the shoulders and pressed against me, I could feel like his hard penis almost hit my breasts, then he separated from me and I walked back to stand behind him, feeling like I was lifted opening my legs...
I couldn't think clearly, my desire overcame my consciousness, more than my morals and more than my love for my boyfriend, there I was, not only naked in front of strangers and some of my classmates... I was completely open and exposed...
Carlos was carrying me, with me facing him and my legs open while he settled into a nearby armchair to start posing, he let himself fall back and I slowly adjusted between his legs so that his enormous member covered my sex, just rubbing against it, I let out a moan as I felt that friction, I could hear some comments, the instructor's indications and a few laughs but I didn't care, then I could feel Carlos covering my small breasts with his large hands, I turned to look at him, he smiled at me and I knew my gaze was one of desire because I remember it cost me to breathe.
The image was exactly what the instructor of the workshop wanted and what I had promised, although everyone there had already seen me naked in the final photograph only Carlos's penis would be visible since it was so big that it covered all my intimacy, my breasts wouldn't be visible because his hands were covering them. they covered us and our faces would remain hidden once we kissed...
Carlos' face approached mine, I opened my lips desperately and at the instructor's signal, he kissed me, as soon as I felt Carlos' kiss, I could hear the camera shots and that heated me up more than the kiss itself, I started rubbing my sex against Carlos' trunk, which had his penis, and feeling like my fluids were escaping from my vagina, moistening the cock of that man who was holding me, inviting him to enter.
- You can all separate now, thank you - The instructor yelled, and the camera clicks ceased, Carlos separated his face from mine.
- No... - I said in a sigh, desperate while feeling like Carlos was lifting me up to put me on the floor away from him.
I turned my head to look at him pleadingly, I could notice that his cock remained hard, then I returned my gaze to the front and saw all the people from that course looking at me, their faces were a mix of mockery but more excitement, I understood that I wasn't the only pervert there, that this was normal in that world of artists where I found myself, so I walked towards the nearest table, placing my hands on it and sticking out my butt for Carlos to see, putting my flat chest on the desk, spreading my legs and opening my buttocks with my hands as I saw Carlos glance at me.
- Make me yours... - I said weakly, but he didn't need me to say more.
I could feel Carlos quickly rushing towards me, taking hold of my hips, pushing his enormous virility inside me, I had an orgasm just from being penetrated and heard the applause of my classmates, several of them left but others only started talking while watching the spectacle, I saw the instructor taking a cup of wine from the catering table as Carlos was thrusting into me, sex with him was so different from that of my boyfriend, it was wild, strong, energetic, wonderful...
I had sensations of pleasure like... Never before, Carlos' member filled my entire interior, also hurting a bit when he entered but I didn't care, I moaned with each thrust and felt his breathing quicken, he grabbed my arms and pulled me towards him to fill me completely, I came, I came like never before, my moans filled the room and the image that was seen there was something so surreal, a huge man had a small and flat girl being sodomized while a pile of artists watched the spectacle taking wine and eating cheese.
Carlos turned around without removing his cock from me, which caused another orgasm in me, I could see him bending down to suck my nipples, I hugged him moving my hips with desperation, I wanted to give him the same pleasure he was giving me, occasionally I heard the clicks of the photography cameras but it didn't matter and neither did Carlos, he was like a bull, all that mattered to him was impregnating his women.
My eyes went blank and my back arched with the most pleasurable orgasm I had ever had feeling his enormous member swelling up pumping its semen into my interior...
I remained lying on that desk, dripping semen from my sex, breathing with difficulty, the last thing I remember of that night is Carlos bringing his penis to my mouth for me to clean it, which I did with pleasure...
That semester I failed and Carlos was fired because of me since we always ended up having sex in the bathrooms before classes, slowly Carlos was molding my sex with his large cock so that only he could satisfy me... I hated him for that because he never loved me as a partner, I realized that like me he had many women at his disposal, I know this from the times I ended up having sex with them to be penetrated by him afterwards.
The last time I saw him was on my wedding day, the wine in the morning before everything started and he caught me with my dress on, he took care of it. I would have gotten married to my boyfriend from school mainly because I wouldn't want to be alone and I kind of appreciate him but I can't see him as a man, his Small friendHe's incapable of filling me, of giving me the pleasure that Carlos gave me, but he thinks so and I can't help wondering... How many men are there who truly believe they satisfy their wife when reality is otherwise?
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