The lecture theatre was packed full today, which is why I ended up sat next to Simon and Mark...
Let me explain. Simon and Mark looked like a perfectly nice couple of guys, very neatly turned out with bodies on the lean side of an athletic build. They were both very quiet, shared a flat and kept themselves to themselves. In lectures they migrated to the emptiest part of the room, sat together in a corner in the canteen and never went to parties. Which is why I had never taken the slightest notice of them. Well, they were obviously gay, right?
Today I was in for a shock. While making notes in the lecture I caught sight of a luridly coloured magazine poking out of Mark's rucksack. I couldn't be sure, but it looked like a porn magazine, not a gay porn magazine but a very heterosexual magazine. I couldn't resist knocking a pen onto the floor in Mark's direction, as I bent down to pick it up I had a good look, sure enough there it was. They were straight.
As I raised my head I caught Mark's eye, he hadn't noticed my investigations, just smiled at me. I smiled back and although I tried to look friendly I can't help feeling my smile had a knowing air about it. Ooh I thought, new talent and I was the only student who knew. A fantasy for later!
After the lecture I got ready for one of my life modelling classes. As usual I went to the small changing room at one end of the drawing studio. My "outfit" was already hung on the rail. Today it was an almost transparent white cotton dress, above the knee but not too short, the front cut deeply into my cleavage and to the waist on the back. I removed all my clothes except my white silk knickers and put on the dress. I had half an hour before the class that was perfect. In the warm changing room the marks left by my bra would disappear leaving my exposed flesh flawless.
I sat on the large beanbag that served as the only comfort in the room and began to read the novel, which I had in my bag. It was weak story, obviously written to string together a series of hot sex scenes … perfect! As I read the book, getting increasingly horny, I could hear the studio filling with students.
There was a knock at the door, “We’re ready for you.”. It was the voice of the tutor, Karl. “I’ll be right out”.
The studio was now occupied by a dozen students about 50-50 guys and girls, and Karl. Simon and Mark were there, together and sat slightly apart from the rest of the students.
I took up my position, laying across the chaise lounge that had been placed at the centre of the studio. As Karl directed my pose I began to feel even more turned on. The thought of all these students watching me, studying my every detail, while Karl told me what position to assume.
Throughout the lesson I was aware of Simon and Mark looking at my body in a way that suggested more than scholarly interest. I began to get very moist between my legs and prayed that the developing damp patch was not visible to the class. My mouth by contrast was dry and I had to run my tongue across my parched lips.
After about an hour Karl announced the end of the lesson. As the students got up to leave I stood, stretching my arms above my head to relieve the stiffness which had developed from holding my pose for so long. My dress rode up and caused Simon to stare at me as he collected his drawing materials together. Our eyes met and he dropped his drawing pad and went bright red. I walked across to him, realising as I did so that I was swinging my hips in a way that would have done a lap dancer proud. Hell I was so turned on by the effect I was having on him.
From the door Karl shouted, “Can you lock up and drop the key at my office, I’m late for a staff meeting?”. “Sure”, I replied.
Simon was in an absolute state. I bent over to pick up his pad, thank goodness nobody was behind me, my knickers were now soaked in my own juices. Then I noticed Mark was behind me staring at my pouting labia as they pressed the material of my underwear between my legs.
As I handed the pad to Simon he tried to say “Thanks”, but he was so choked that nothing came out.
Karl and the rest of the students had now left, leaving Simon, Mark and me alone. The boys just stood like statues staring at me as I walked to the door, locked it and swayed back toward them.
I took Simon’s unresisting hand, brought it to my mouth, sucked his fingers in turn, then place it on my breast. His mouth fell open, so I lunged forward, grabbing his head with both hands and kissed him for a full minute, probing deeply with my tongue. When I came up for air I noticed with satisfaction that Mark had a huge bulge in his jeans. Stepping across to Mark I reached down and stroked his swollen package.
“Do you want me?”, I asked. “Who me?”, asked Mark. “Both of you”, I answered with a smile, “Get your kit off, I want to see you both naked!”. If undressing were an Olympic sport the guys would have got gold. Now breathing heavily I grabbed an erect cock in each hand and led the guys to the chaise lounge. I placed one knee on the couch and bent over the arm, positioning Simon’s cock in line with my mouth. “What are you waiting for Mark?”.
Mark attempted to enter me. Despite my dripping pussy he clumsily poked around for a few seconds until my impatience got the better of me. I reached through my legs and guided his prick between my swollen, tingling lips. His first thrust was deep and hard, pushing me onto the head of Simon’s cock.
I was in heaven as Mark began to pound into me with the enthusiasm of a vir … no he couldn’t be, could he? Simon began to push his prick deeper into my mouth as I rocked back and forth. As the tip of his cock touched the back of my throat I grasped the base and pushed him away to allow me to breath. “Careful”, I gasped. I began to suck the head of Simon’s cock, while being pumped furiously by Mark.
Mark grabbed my waist and began hammering into my pussy faster and harder. He seemed huge and coupled with my excitement at being fucked by two guys I began to feel the familiar rapidly rising tension. Mark began to grunt, his cock swelled and I felt his cum fill my pussy. The sensation of his hot juices in my snatch pushed me to a frenzied orgasm. I grabbed one of Simon’s buttocks and jammed his prick into my mouth.
I looked up to seem Simon, apparently shocked at the force of my actions, quickly get used to the idea as my head bobbed frantically up and down on his thick cock. Mark had collapsed behind me on the floor leaving an empty void between my legs which I filled with two fingers. The sloshing noise they made as I frigged myself seemed to excite Simon, whose cock was now harder than ever.
Simon let out a moan and shot a stream of hot cum into my mouth. I wanted to see it so I immediately pushed him away but held on to his prick, wanking him until every last drop had squirted and dripped onto my face.
