2 comments/ 6189 views/ 4 favorites Monica's Art Class Ch. 05-06 By: GriffyD_Boy Chapter Five It was another Wednesday; another day in which Monica's favourite art class met. This week she was nervous. She had set in motion a plan to seduce the students of this class and things had gone terribly wrong. As she waited by her front window for everyone to arrive she was unsure about whether or not she wanted to continue with her plans. As she contemplated her choices she saw a car pull into her driveway. Shawn got out, took his backpack out of the backseat and began to make his way up Monica's front steps. Monica moved over to the front door and opened it. "Am I too early?" Shawn asked as soon as the door was opened. "Not at all," Monica said ushering him inside. Just the sight of him and the smile her reply brought to his face made her feel better. "Where do you want me to change?" he asked. He then pointed to the door directly opposite the front entrance. "Angel and all of the life models you hired changed in the downstairs guest bedroom. I'm assuming I'm going in there as well." "Yes," Monica replied, "but I'd like you to wait until everyone is here. Dennis has something to say to everyone." Shawn gave her a puzzled look. "Any idea what it's about?" Hesitating for a second before answering, Monica explained the events of the previous Saturday. "So, now you know as much as I do." Shawn whistled in response before speaking. "Are we going to continue with things?" "I'm not sure. Dennis told me he wants to try, but it somewhat seems like he's doing it to please Lenora and not himself. I'm not sure if that's a healthy way to be going about this sort of thing." "What do we do if the decision is for him not to continue?" "I'm not sure of that either. Angel would like to I'd think and I wouldn't mind. I think I can assume that you would be a yes as well." "Yep," Shawn said with a grin. "The there's Ellie and Mark. Ellie is a yes, but we haven't really gotten Mark's true view yet. The last thing I want is to find that he feels like he's being pushed into this too fast like Dennis did." "I think Ellie is being careful with him along those lines." "Maybe, but I thought the same thing about Lenora and I was wrong. I don't want to be wrong again." A frown appeared on Shawn's face. It remained there for a few minutes before he sighed and shook his head. "You know something, fretting about it like this isn't going to help." A smile appeared on his face as he asked, "So, how has your week been going overall?" Seeing his smile, she couldn't help but laugh. "After Saturday and tossing aside those events, not all that bad." Their conversation settled into topics of a more everyday variety after that. It wasn't long before the rest of the class began to arrive. Angel came first, followed by Mark and Ellie and then finally Dennis and Lenora. Dennis wasn't wearing his usual clothes. Instead of the ones that gave him a thuggish type look, the clothes he was wearing made him look more stylish. He wore dress pants and a shirt with a tie. His fedora was gone and judging from the fuzz on top of his head, he had stopped shaving and was allowing his hair to grow again. When Dennis and Lenora entered the living room they both said polite hellos, but had worried looks on their faces. Lenora eyes in particular never left Dennis. They were normally all smiles and laughter. Seeing them like this, knowing she had a big part to play in why, made Monica want to shrink away in shame. She looked at Angel and saw her quickly look downward at the floor. This reaction told her that Angel felt the same. With Dennis's arrival the rest of the group grew quieter. Everybody slowly took their seats in the semi-circle of easels surrounding the black, shag rug in the center of Monica's living room. All eyes turned toward Dennis. "Can I assume that everybody knows what happened Saturday?" Dennis asked. "I told Ellie on Monday when she got to the restaurant. She said she would let Mark know," Angel said. "I phoned and told him while I was on my lunch break," Ellie confirmed. "And I told Shawn when he arrived today," Monica said holding her hand up in the air. Dennis nodded his head in response before beginning. "So I don't have to go into any of that then. OK, I guess the best place to start is with my mother." He reached out at that point with his had to clasp Lenora's. "Lennie, you know about my mother leaving Dad and me when I was a kid. What neither Dad or I told anyone was what happened the night she left. She had been cheating on Dad a lot. I remember her bringing home lots of guys on nights when Dad was working late. She'd send me to bed as soon as one of them arrived." Dennis paused at that point and seemed to be struggling to force the words out of his mouth. Lenora raised their still clasped hands top her mouth and kissed his hand. "You're safe here," she said, "you can continue." She moved their hands to the side of her face and stared intently at him. After another nod he began to speak again. "One night I decided to see what she was doing with the men. I slipped out of my room and made my way downstairs. I don't remember checking any of the upstairs rooms, but if I was looking for my mother I probably did. I heard the moans as soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs." There was a long pause at this point. Dennis opened his mouth a couple of times, attempting to continue, but ended up closing his mouth instead. As he wiped a tear from his eye Lenora slid her chair over so that it sat right against his. She wrapped one arm around him as she nestled her head into his chest. She placed her other hand on his body, right in front of her face. Dennis kissed the top of her head before continuing. "I saw them in our living room. They were both naked. He was sitting on our couch and she was riding him. I'm not sure how long I stood there looking at them. I was young at the time, maybe six or seven, and I really didn't understand just what I was seeing. At some point while I was standing there, Dad came home. He was suddenly there, yelling at my mother and ordering me to go to my room." He took a deep breath at that point. Lenora, who still had her head on his chest, rubbed him with her hand in reaction. "I'm right here," she said, "and I'm not going anywhere." After placing his hand on top of Lenora's, Dennis continued. "I was afraid as I sat in my room. I'd never seen Dad that angry before. I sat there on my bed, listening to them argue. I don't remember what they said, all I remember is that they were loud and that it went on for a long time. The next thing I knew, my mother came into my room patted me on the head and left. She didn't even bother to kiss me or even give me a hug, just a pat on the head like I was some damn dog." He was visibly fighting tears at this point. Angel stood up out of her chair. Walked over and hugged him from behind. "We're all here for you," she said. Dennis gained more control of himself. "When I agreed to all of this I was enthusiastic as first. What man wouldn't want to have sex with multiple women." He stopped at that point and looked at Monica. "Sorry Monica, but I think most of us saw what you were up to right away." "That's alright," Monica said, blushing a little, "I guess Angel and I weren't as subtle as we thought we were." A feint smile appeared on Dennis's face. "Anyway, yes, as I said, I jumped in feet first to start off with. It didn't take long for it to sink in about just what it was that I'd agreed to. Thinking of Lenora with Shawn or with Mark made me think of Dad. I know it's irrational and that neither of them are Dad and that Lenora isn't my mother. I couldn't help it and I hated myself for it." He looked toward Shawn. "Sorry man, I didn't want to get mad at you in particular." "It's alright," Shawn replied, "I wasn't going to touch Lenora unless you approved." Dennis nodded at Shawn in thanks. He then turned his gaze to Lenora, whose head was still on his chest. "Then came last Saturday. I was enjoying watching Len and Angel go at it. I had a small bout of fear at first, but I was able to fight it off and thought I'd have no problems. Then Angel was there at my feet, right in between my legs. When she looked up at me I became nervous. It made me think of that night, but Angel was my mother and I was the guy on the couch. That's when it all came flooding into my head; everything I felt that night, all the feelings I've been trying to ignore for so long were all just there." "Oh God Dennie," Lenora said, raising herself up to look him in the eyes, "why didn't you say anything?" "Stupid me," he said, "I thought I could handle it and I knew it was something you wanted." "I want it it, but not at any cost," she responded forcefully. "I don't want it at the cost of hurting you." Angel, who still had her arms around Dennis from behind, suddenly developed a mischievous smirk. "Dennis, you said you enjoyed watching Len and me?" "Yes," he said, turning his head slightly to look at her. "I was going to have my way with Shawn after the class tonight. Would you and Lenora like to watch? It'll only be watching, nobody will do anything else with you or Lenora unless you ask for it." He paused for a moment before replying, "I think I can deal with that. However, can you and Monica promise me something?" "Of course," Monica responded. She heard Angel speaking those exact words at almost the same time. "It's clear that we all know where this is heading. Can we all just be honest with each other and drop the cloak and dagger tactics?" Monica looked at Angel; her friend looked shame faced and Monica knew her own expression reflected the same feeling. Monica sighed and began to speak. "You're right, we got caught up in the thrill of the fantasy of seduction. Had we been more mature and upfront about our intentions, most of this could have been avoided." Angel kissed Dennis on the cheek. "You're a good man and you're right." Another mischievous smile developed on her face after saying this. "You're still planning on sticking around to see Shawn fuck the shit out of me aren't you?" "Yes," Dennis chuckled. "Good," Angel said. She let go of Dennis and walked back to her chair. As she moved she looked back over her shoulder at him. She swayed her hips in the exaggerated fashion that she was so good at. Shawn looked at Ellie and Mark as Angel settled back into her seat. "You two have been quiet." "We're not as invested in all of this as the rest of you at this point," Mark replied with a shrug. "And he does mean at this point," Ellie said, putting emphasis on the last three words of her statement. She then looked directly at Mark with shining eyes and a bright smile. Mark looked back at her with a look of surprise. "You mean you want us to?" "Yes," Ellie replied, giving him a sultry look as she licked her lips seductively. "But, we haven't even done anything ourselves." After he said this he looked around the room nervously, clearly realizing what he had just revealed. A large blush then developed on his face. Ellie beckoned Mark with her finger. She moved closer as he leaned forward. When they were face to face she rubbed her nose against his and said in a low voice, "I think it's time we changed that." Guessing by the blank look on Mark's face Monica could only assume that it was taking a few seconds for the full ramifications of Ellie's words to sink into his brain. Monica could almost see the light bulb turn on over his head when he finally grinned and kissed Ellie passionately. "Well," Shawn said as he walked to the center of the shag rug, "I guess we should get things started." "Shawn," Monica said with one of her eyebrows raised as he began to unbutton his shirt, "shouldn't you use the guest bedroom?" "Why?" he asked as he unzipped his jeans. Monica's eyes traveled up and down his body as he exposed more flesh. He was only in his underwear when she finally answered his question. "I just thought you would be more comfortable undressing in there. Judging by how comfortable you seem to be right now, I guess I was wrong." "Angel and I are going to be having sex later with Dennis and Lenora watching. Since I think I can assume that you're going to be present as well, that means that most of you are going to be seeing me naked a lot this evening. Why be shy about it?" Just as Shawn was reaching for the waistband of his underwear Monica walked over and entered the guest bedroom. Inside she grabbed the long toy sword, made out of grey plastic, she had set on the bed for Shawn. He was naked when she returned to the living room. After walking up to the edge of the rug she handed it to him. "Take it in you left hand please. You were supposed to see it when you went in there to undress." When Shawn took the sword, Monica busied herself getting him into the pose she wanted him in for the evening. His left hand was stretched out, pointing the sword down and away from his body. He was tuned to face slightly left, his legs a few feet apart. His other arm was raised and bent at the elbow so that his forearm was behind his head. "That's good," Monica finally said with a satisfied nod, "hold it right there." Shawn turned his head for a second to look Monica in the eyes. "Like what you see?" he said with a grin before turning his head back into place. The way he smiled at her and the tone of his voice made her heart ship a beat. Those feelings again. Why on Earth was she getting these silly romantic notions and with a man young enough to be her son? What was wrong with her? She put these thoughts aside and the remainder of the evening passed quietly after all of that. As ten o'clock and the time to pack up neared, Monica noticed the level of nervousness in the room increase. Angel in particular seemed to be fidgeting more than normal. Finally, Monica called a halt to the proceedings and everybody began to pack up. When Angel finished packing all of her things away she began to undress. Monica noticed more than a few surprised looks on the faces of the other students. "What?" Angel asked, looking around at everybody. She smiled and shrugged her shoulders, "you've all seen me naked already." "You have no complaints from me," Shawn said with a laugh. She lowered her skirt and panties, leaving her as naked as Shawn, grabbed his hand and dragged him toward the door of the guest bedroom. "We'll be waiting for anyone who wants to watch," she called over her shoulder as she moved. Ellie giggled and looked at Mark. "The two of us had better be going. There's something we have to take care of." Angel's head popped out of the doorway to the guest bedroom. "Don't be coy, we all know you're going somewhere so that you can both get your cherries popped." With a wave of her hand she disappeared back into the room. Mark leaned his head back and laughed. "She has you there Ellie." In response Ellie playfully hit Mark on the shoulder. "Do you want this to happen tonight?" He grinned and held out his hand. "Will you come with me my most beautiful girlfriend?" "When you put it like that," she said, smiling as she took his hand. "Bye," they both said in unison as they left through the front door. After Ellie and Mark had departed Monica grabbed one of the chairs from the semi-circle, looked at Dennis and Lenora and gestured with her head toward the still open doorway of the guest bedroom. They could already hear Angel moaning in pleasure inside the room. "Shall we?" she asked. Dennis and Lenora each grabbed a chair and followed Monica. Inside on the bed Angel was lying on top of Shawn in a sixty-nine position. The two of them lay crosswise on the bed. The three newcomers placed their chairs against the wall facing the foot of the bed and sat down. From their seats Monica, Dennis and Lenora had a side view of the action in front of them. While they could clearly see Angel's mouth as she used it to suck on Shawn's cock, Angel thighs obscured Shawn's head. They could only see his movement and not specifically what he was doing to Angel. The muffled moans coming from her proved that she was enjoying whatever it was he was doing to her. All of a sudden Angel let go of Shawn's cock. "Oh God yes, that feels so good!" she screamed. She sat up and threw her head back as she began to grind herself onto his mouth. Shawn allowed her to do this for awhile before he grabbed her hips with his arms and held her in place. From her vantage point, Monica could see his face move upward, pressing himself closer to Angel's pussy. This triggered Angel's orgasm. Angel's body grew very still; there was then the telltale shaking of her limbs, this time her arms instead of her legs. Angel's body held this pose for some time before she collapsed on top of Shawn. As Angel was recovering Monica caught movement out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head to see Lenora slide out of her chair and onto her knees in front of Dennis. She slowly removed his pants and underwear. After doing so she leaned her head forward and began to lick up and down his cock, keeping eye contact the entire time. Monica removed her own clothing at this point. She began to slowly run her hands up and down her body, taking voyeuristic pleasure from the sight of the two couples in front of her. She wanted to join in on the fun but she had Shawn all to herself last week and Angel deserved to have him all to herself this one time. When it came to Dennis she had now learned that she had to let him set his own pace. If he invited her to join Lenora and him she would, but she couldn't invite herself in. Back on the bed Angel had maneuvered herself into a reverse cowgirl position. Monica began to rub her fingers up and down her own labia as she watched Angel lower herself down onto Shawn. Monica rubbed her clit as she sank two fingers into her now soaked pussy. She bucked her hips as she timed her fingers to match Angel, thrusting them in in as Angel dropped down. She heard a growl from beside her and looked over just in time see Dennis grab Lenora by the hips and lift her into a seated position on the chair he himself had just recently been sitting in. Lenora was laughing as a practically ripped her jeans and panties off. This laughing changed into moaning as Dennis sank his face into her pussy. She bucked her hips up as Dennis head moved, pleasuring her pussy. "Oh yes," Lenora said in a whisper that Monica barely heard, "that's it, just like that." Wave after wave of heat radiated from between Monica's legs as she watched what was happening around her. Shawn was now ramming his cock in and out of Angel doggy style. Dennis and Lenora and had slid to the floor. Lenora was on her back with Dennis's head still between her legs. He had latched onto her pussy with his mouth and was working her over with his tongue. Monica hands became a blur as she moved them over her clit and in and out of her pussy. Her back arched so much that she had to brace herself with her legs to prevent herself from sliding out of the chair. In doing so she pushed the chair back onto it's two hind legs with the top of the backrest sitting flat against the wall. She heard Lenora scream out, "I'm cumming!" Seconds later she saw Lenora's legs stick straight up into the air. They shook violently as she orgasmed. Her recovery was quick and within moments she leaping onto Dennis and began to suck his cock with a startling ferocity. Still being rammed from behind on the bed, Angel had now grabbed a pillow. Her arms scrunched it as her head sank into it and she began to babble incoherently. Monica heard the sound of hard slaps as Shawn's hips impacted with Angel's and echoed across the room. Angel lifted her head out of the pillow just long enough to cry out, "Oh God yes, I'm there!" Her sweat covered body then began her typically subdued orgasm. Shawn pumped in and out of her a couple more times before pulling out and spurting his cum all over her back. Monica's Art Class Ch. 05-06 On the floor Dennis' hips were bucking as Lenora used her hand to finish him off. Her tongue flicked out to tease his tip. This proved to be the last straw as cum began to spurt out of his cock. Now the only one who hadn't orgasmed, Monica began to work harder to get herself to that goal. She stopped the in and out movement of her fingers in favour of keeping them inside to work on her G-spot. At the same time she increased the pressure her other hand was putting on her clit. With this combination it wasn't long before the electric shocks from her clit and the waves of warmth from her pussy came together to from a shattering feeling. She cried out as the pleasure hit her and her legs turned to rubber. Without enough strength to hold herself in place, she slid out of the chair to join Lenora and Dennis on the floor. For a few minutes the only sound in the room was the heavy breathing as everyone recovered. Finally the quiet was ended as the bed began to creak from the movements of Angel and Shawn as they got to their feet. This was the signal for Monica, Lenora and Dennis to begin to move. Everyone cleaned up and dressed, with the exception of Angel who remained topless, silently smiling as they did. The first to speak was Lenora. "That was amazing." "Yes it was," Dennis said as he reached out to hug her. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said, smiling as she looked up into his eyes. "Do you think you'll be able to take a few more steps?" "Let's see how it goes," he replied. "We'll take it a little at a time." "Sorry to interrupt," Shawn said, holding his right hand up in the air, "but didn't we forget to decide who's going to pose next week?" "Oh damn," Monica said, putting her hands over her mouth, "we should have done that while Ellie and Mark were still here." "Who's going to pose next week then?" Angel asked. Monica looked at Dennis and Lenora. "Would it be alright if one of you posed?" "Dennie, would you mind if it was me?" Lenora asked, a bit of a blush developing on her cheeks. "I think I'd be alright with the posing," he replied, "but so far whoever has posed has then had sex with either Monica or Angel. I'm not sure I'm ready to see you with somebody else yet." "I don't think there are any hard and fast rules," Shawn spoke up. "Why can't you and Lenora have sex on the bed while the rest of us just watch?" Dennis stopped to think for a second before saying, "I think I can handle that." He then looked at Lenora and smiled. "Can you handle that?" "Yes," Lenora smiled back, "I think I can handle it." "Lenora is posing next week then," Monica announced. With the decision made Angel excused herself saying she needed to used the shower to wash Shawn's spunk off of her back before putting her top on. While Angel made her way upstairs everyone else made their way to the door. Monica hugged them all good-bye before closing the door and waiting for Angel to come back downstairs. A grinning Angel eventually descended the stairs. "Wow Shawn is a good fuck." She said as she reached the bottom. "If I'd known that I would have jumped his bones way before now." Monica laughed at Angel's statement. "How do you think things stand with what we planned?" Angel looked slightly stunned for a second. "I thought we weren't going to be doing anymore of the cloak and dagger stuff?" "That's not what this is," Monica frowned. "At least that's not what I'm intending." "Alright," Angel said with her arms crossed and her own frown on her face. "There's nothing wrong with asking for an honest assessment," Monica shrugged. "I don't want to just stumble forward and hurt anyone else like we hurt Dennis." Angel sighed at that. "I suppose you're right. If you want an honest assessment, we were lucky more than we were good. Things could easily have spiraled out of control with Dennis considering just how badly we misstepped there." "How do you think things are going to go next week?" "I think we should still be careful with Dennis. He clearly wants to get involved and we're right to let him move at his own pace. The problem is that his desire to move forward might cause him to push himself to far. I think we should watch out for that." "I think you're right," Monica nodded. "Yes," Angel smiled, "of course I'm right. Having said that, it's a problem for next Wednesday. Right now I want to bask in the glory of this week's triumph." Both women laughed at that. They spent some time talking and enjoying each others company before Angel left to go home to share the night's events and her body with Len. Monica saw her out before heading upstairs to bed. As she ascended the stairs she wondered what would happen with Dennis in one week's time. Chapter Six The next Wednesday came soon enough. Lenora and Dennis were the first to arrive. Monica took note that Dennis was once again dressed nicely, the thuggish look seeming to have been discarded. The growth on top of his head also looked slightly longer after another week's growth. After their usual hugs and hellos Lenora entered the guest bedroom to get ready for the evening. After the door was closed Dennis moved to the semi-circle of easels and began to set up. This week the easels were set up around Monica's brown, leather couch. Monica walked over to where Dennis had taken his seat in the semi-circle and knelt down beside him. "Are you sure you're going to be alright with what we have planned?" "I think so," he said. There was a slight hesitation to his voice that made Monica uneasy. "I know you want to do this, but I don't want you to push yourself past what you're actually capable of." "I'll be careful Monica. I don't want a repeat of the events over at Angel's either." She smiled and gently placed her hand on his shoulder. She was about to say something else when the doorbell rang. She kissed Dennis on the cheek and went to answer the door. She opened the door to reveal Shawn. He smiled and handed her a box of chocolates. "Turtles!" she cried out in surprise. "I love Turtles!" "I know," he said with a huge grin. "How?" Monica asked. "You mentioned it in a conversation," he replied. Monica began rack her brain, trying to remember the particular conversation Shawn was talking about. "I don't remember saying that," she finally admitted. "It was last year sometime," he said. "I decided to make a mental note for later." The smile he gave her right then made Monica see him in a new light. The silly romantic notions she had been getting; was he feeling them too? "Thank you," she said, suddenly feeling shy around him. She glanced downward and then back up at him. When their eyes met they locked. Monica began to get feelings she hadn't experienced since she was a teenager. She continued to stare into his eyes as he leaned forward and gently kissed her on the lips. He then smiled and walked past her into the house. Monica stood there, stunned at what had just happened. She had no idea how long she remained standing in the same position. She was brought back to reality by Angel's voice. "Are you alright Monica?" After shaking her head, Monica looked at Angel and smiled. "I was just daydreaming." Angel gave her a strange look, but didn't say anything. She simply shrugged her shoulders and entered the house. Just as she was moving through the doorway Mark and Ellie were walking up the front steps. When everyone was seated and ready Monica went to get Lenora. Lenora walked out of the bedroom wearing one of the white model robes. She walked to the couch, took the robe off and stood naked in front of everyone as she waited for directions from Monica. She looked nervous as Monica motioned for her to sit on the couch. Lenora's body was tilted to her right with her upper body supported on one arm. Her legs were pulled up and curled onto the couch. Her other arm was placed directly in the center of her flat, smooth belly with the fingers pointed up her body. The only thing she wore was a necklace with a silver cross that hung just above her large breasts. Monica walked forward to ruffle her short, blonde hair, giving it an untidy look. "Are you alright?" Monica asked. "You seem nervous." "It's just jitters," Lenora replied, "nothing to worry about." "OK, just hold that pose then." After saying this Monica turned to look at Dennis in order to gauge how he was handling the situation. He looked back at her and smiled. Satisfied that both Dennis and Lenora were doing fine, Monica settled into her usual routine of examining the students work and making occasional suggestions for improvement. The evening soon passed and before she knew it, it was time for them to pack up. Lenora helped Dennis get his things together, not bothering to cover her nakedness as she did so. The bulge in his pants showed how excited he was. When they were finished, Lenora took Dennis by the hand and led him through the door of the guest bedroom. There was an uncertainty among Monica and the rest of her students at this point. The thought that she wanted to give Dennis his space and to not push him held her back from the doorway of the guest bedroom. She had to assume that everyone else flat the same way. The uncomfortable silence was broken when Shawn held up his right hand and spoke. "Dennis said he was OK with us watching. Shouldn't we be doing just that?" "You all go ahead," Ellie replied as she leaned into Mark and used her finger to tickle the skin under his chin as she smiled. "Mark and I should take some more alone time tonight." The goofy grin on Mark's face as he and Ellie said their good-byes was almost comical. Monica unsuccessfully attempted to hold back her laugh as the two of them exited through the front door. "That's it!" Angel shouted all of a sudden. She grabbed Shawn by the hand and dragged him toward the guest bedroom. "I need to know what's gong on in there!" Monica smiled and sighed before following them through the doorway. Inside Dennis was now just as naked as Lenora. He was on his knees at the foot of the bed. Lenora's ass was set right to the edge of the mattress with her legs spread. She moaned and writhed as his tongue slowly flicked between her labia. The three chairs from the previous week still sat against the wall. Shawn was sitting on one of them, already naked from the waist down. His cock was disappearing in and out of Angel's mouth as she gave him an energetic blow job. Shawn's eyes had a glassy look to them as he stared at the couple on the bed. "Oh God yes!" Lenora suddenly screamed. "Yes Dennie! Oh God yes!" Monica turned her head to see what had caused this outburst. Lenora was thrashing around on the bed. Dennis' tongue had now moved up to focus on her clit and he had two fingers pumping in and out of her pussy. "Oh Angel that's so good!" came a shout from the couple on the chairs. Turning her head again, Monica was just able to catch Shawn eyes as they rolled back in his head. He convulsed a number of times before settling into a very relaxed looking position on the chair. "Somebody was excited," Angel laughed as she playfully slapped Shawn's leg, "you usually last longer than that." A male groan drew Monica's attention back to the bed. Lenora was now the one on her knees on the floor. She was giving Dennis a slow, but thorough blow job, His head was thrown back as he gently ran his hands through her blonde hair. "Enough with the voyeurism," Monica whispered to herself. She turned her attention back to the chairs. Angel was beckoning her with a finger while patting the seat of one of the unoccupied chairs with her other hand. Taking the hint, Monica quickly shed her clothes and moved to the chair where she sat down with her legs spread. She could already feel her juices flowing. Angel lowered her face to Monica's pussy and began to slide her tongue up and down her slit. Monica felt movement beside her. She looked over to see Shawn smiling at her as he placed his hand on her belly. He ran it down her body until he found her clit. Their eyes locked for the second time that evening. The sensations, both physically and emotionally, as his hand and Angel's tongue worked over her pussy as she mentally sank into his blue eyes, were beyond anything she had ever experienced. She grabbed the edge of her seat to brace herself as her hips involuntarily lifted. The two of them began to coordinate their attack. Shawn began to run in large circular motions, making sure to move upward just as soon as Angel's tongue reached the top of Monica's slit, allowing her to briefly flick Monica's clit before resuming her downward lick. Shawn's hand would then thrust down before the two of then began the cycle again. Wanting to prolong the pleasure as long as possible, Monica forced herself to focus on Lenora and Dennis. Her gaze met their bodies just as Lenora impaled herself on Dennis' cock. Lenora was facing toward Dennis, they looked at each other for a moment, Lenora sitting still on top of him. She then began to move, rising until she hung with the tip of Dennis' cock just inside her. She remained there for a few seconds before allowing gravity to take over. Dennis' hips thrust upwards to meet her as she dropped. Their eyes locked onto one another as the intimate parts of their bodies merged over and over. Noticing that Shawn was hard again, Monica reached for him with her hand. He gasped and momentarily stopped rubbing her clit as she grasped him and began to run her hand up and down his length. She told Angel to stop and then swung herself over top of Shawn's lap, her back to him so that she could still watch Dennis and Lenora. She felt herself stretching as she lowered herself down onto him and he slowly entered her. Lenora was now on her back, crying out Dennis' name over and over. Her arms were thrown back over her head and her back arched as Dennis pistoned himself in and out of her. Monica began to move herself up and down Shawn's cock, trying to time her downward drops to match Dennis' inward thrusts. The chair that Monica had vacated for Shawn's lap was now occupied by Angel. She moaned as she masturbated herself with her fingers. Monica stopped her up and down movement in favour of sitting in place and rotating her hips. This freed her hand to do other things. She reached over with one and began to rub Angel's clit. As she was doing this she felt Shawn reach around her body with his arms. With one hand he tenderly caressed her right breast while the other moved down to her clit and began to used the circular method again. On the bed, Dennis had grabbed and lifted Lenora's hips. Her shoulders were the only part of her body still on the bed as he pounded his cock into her pussy. Her hands were no longer thrown back over her head, but were now in use. One squeezed her left breast while the other rubbed her clit. Her own orgasm was nearing as Monica looked around the room. They were all heaving and panting and covered in sweat. She knew that everyone was close to their climax. Beside her Angel's body began the telltale stillness of her orgasm. Monica herself was next, rolling her eyes back as multiple waves of pleasure rolled over her body. Shawn used his arms to lift and drop her almost limp body a few more times before he pulled his cock out of her. His spunk shot out of the top of his cock, only to be pulled back down by gravity to splatter on Monica's legs. A now groggy Monica lifted her head just in time to see Dennis and Lenora finish each other. Lenora cried out Dennis' name one last time before her body began to shake and convulse. Seconds later, Dennis threw his head back and yelled Lenora's name. His thrusting stopped as he held his position, his body shaking, before collapsing on top of Lenora. Only the sound of breathing could be heard for minutes after they were done. Slowly, they all began to recover. Shawn was the first to speak. "Monica, could you get off my lap? You're a little heavy," he laughed. "If I had the energy to beat you I would for that comment," Monica replied, laughing back. "Making a comment about a woman being too heavy is grounds for justifiable homicide in some places." "Let me know where those places are so that I can avoid them," he shot back with another laugh. "Shawn dear," Angel said as she rose to her feet, "you have brownie points with Monica after the pleasure you just gave her. It's best not to piss them away so soon." "Yes Angel," Shawn said, smiling as he and Monica stood up out of the chair. As Angel playfully hit Shawn's shoulder, Lenora and Dennis rose from the bed. Lenora had a huge grin on her face as she hugged Monica. "That was amazing," she said as she moved over to Angel to give her a hug as well. "I love having an audience. It turned me on so much." "How are you Dennis?" Monica asked. "More comfortable than I feared I'd be," he answered. There was a contented smile on his face with this reply that Monica was happy to see. A thought then interrupted Monica's bliss, causing her to swear. "Damn it!" "What's the matter?" Lenora asked. Her initial question was immediately followed by everyone else. "I forgot to set who was going to pose next week while Ellie and Mark were still here like I did last week." Lenora wrapped one of her arms over Dennis' shoulders. "Will you be alright posing next week?" she asked. "You're the only one here right now who hasn't." He turned his face to look directly into Lenora's eyes and smiled. "I think I can." "If you feel you can't Dennis," Monica said, walking forward and placing her hands on his shoulders, "let me know. I can do another still life class. Don't put pressure on yourself to do this if you're not ready." Dennis closed his eyes, seeming to concentrate on what Monica had just said. It wasn't long before he opened them again and said, "Prepare whatever you'd use for the still life class Monica. I don't believe you're going to need that stuff, but have it all ready just in case." "Fair enough," she nodded. She then looked around at the smiling, sweaty bodies surrounding her. "Now then, I think some of us need a shower." After everyone had showered and dressed they gathered in Monica's living room to say good-bye for the week. Angel was the first to leave, saying that she was nicely warmed up to attack Len in bed. Everybody laughed at Angel's usual exaggerated hip swinging as she disappeared through the front entrance. Every else then made their way out the door leaving Monica alone. She made her way up the stairs to her bedroom, pleased that the evening had gone as well as it had.