Suddenly she threw the vibrator across the room and said,”This things useless, I need a new one, a bigger one. Did you know that Bens bigger than yo..., of course you did, you’ve seen him in action haven’t you, when he fucked me the first time. He really fills my pussy with that hard hot prick, I just love feeling him inside me and when he cums Ohhh its heaven to feel him spurting his cum in my pussy, theres so much of it, sometimes it runs down my legs.”“So how often do you see him.” I asked,. I pulled them off never breaking eye contact with Ms. Nelson. She rubbed herself a little faster.Finally, I pulled my boxers down and was standing naked in front of my mom, my current teacher, and my teacher from last year. All three were admiring my eighteen-year-old athletic body. At five-eleven, one-hundred-eighty-pounds, and long brown hair, the three drunk teachers all approved of my body.“I didn’t know you shaved,” mom said, drawing attention to my trim pubes and growing six-inch. I used to be somebody. Two months ago in fact. That seems so long ago. In June things were wonderful. I am Kyle Anderson, a 5’11’ slender kid, who looks like a stiff breeze would knock me over. I was a junior in high school and the captain of my chess team, captain of the quiz bowl team (like jeopardy but with a team), and second chair on the debate team, with a solid 3.94 GPA. I had friends and a small social life, laser tag on Fridays baby! Yes, I was a nerd. Today I just celebrated my 18th. We split the cost on paying her the modelling fee which comes out to very little per artist. One time the girl failed to show up and, being a nudist anyhow, I volunteered to substitute. Posing naked for people I knew, was exciting mostly because I was the center of attention. This doesn't happen at nudist beaches. In the last six months, the fact that I once posed naked for my fellow artists seems to have not changed anything. Perhaps I wish it did. The following is a fantasy I wrote involving.