Insatiable Futa Cravings: A Throbbing Futa-on-Female Collection by Madeline Dusk

Author:Madeline Dusk [Dusk, Madeline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-19T21:00:00+00:00

Model for the Futa Art Class

A Public Futa-on-Female Adventure

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Was she blushing? It felt like she was. There were prickles of heat on Nora's cheeks as she took the hand and let it help her up to her feet. She gratefully accepted the robe that Professor Hardy offered. As she hastily wrapped it around her naked body, she glanced down. Oh, God! A mottled flush had spread down her neck and right across her pale, milky breasts. If they hadn't been so perkily erect, her nipples might have vanished completely in the rosy blush.

“You did very well, dear,” the professor told her kindly as she concealed her trembling, slightly-sweaty bosom and the wild dark curls that glistened between her damp thighs. But there was a sparkle in the older woman's eyes and a hint of amusement in her expression... and perhaps something else.

Nora offered a timid smile in reply but said nothing. She fussed with the robe, making sure her nakedness really was hidden. She wasn't sure why that suddenly mattered. All the women here had just seen her completely exposed... laid utterly bare in the most private and revealing manner possible. How had that happened? She wasn't sure. She would never have agreed to this if she'd known where it would lead. But it had all seemed so natural... each little step so harmless and inconsequential...

“Professor?” a slender brunette called out from behind her easel. “Could you look at this for me?”

There was chatter in the studio as most of the students in the class packed up their supplies to leave, but this woman was frowning unhappily at her work.

Professor Hardy nodded at Nora. “You can go if you like, dear. We're done for the evening.” She smiled warmly, then took a few steps backward to inspect the drawing.

Nora nodded and scampered off. Her clothes were in the professor's office, through a door on the far side of the studio. But as she passed she couldn't help but look back at the work on the easel. Oh! She stopped and turned, the blush on her cheeks burning hotter and brighter. The artist was good. It was a simple piece—monochrome, black ink on white paper in modest, thick lines. The theme of the lesson was minimalism, catching the essence of the scene with as few strokes of the pen as possible. But the woman on the page was unmistakably her. Nora bit her lip. Her naked breasts seemed to heave on the paper. She could almost hear the soft gasps falling from the slightly open mouth. It was a frozen image, but Nora's finger seemed to be actively curling into the eager pussy between her spread thighs.

“You did a good job with her labia,” the professor was saying, “You can really see the puffiness in her lips... the way they fluttered and gnawed at her hand. And you really caught the erectness of her nipples.”

“I don't know,” the brunette worried. “Something's missing... the essence isn't there. She looks to be enjoying herself, but I can't feel her raw, sensual joy.

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