Kudo's Art Class

[captainb]

Kudo got to the classroom a half-hour early. He knew everything was in place, had known since yesterday afternoon when he closed up the room. And it wasn't like this was his first student teaching assignment. But it was the first time he was on his own, and that combined with the chance to finally run an art class his own way made him very excited. He walked around the room once more. Easels and stools, pads of newsprint and other types of paper, drawing pencils, charcoal, conte crayons, inkwells and nibs, paintbrushes, acrylic, oil and watercolor paints, modeling clay... plenty of materials to give free rein to his vision. The window on the door was papered over, and a single spotlight illuminated the blue swatch of velvet on the raised platform in the center of the drawing stations. Soft lights played along the walls, providing enough light for the artists without distracting from the moods of shadow and light that the models would display. He lit several candles, just for atmosphere, and circled back to his desk to re-read the flyer he'd posted all over campus:

[COLOR=orange-red]Sensuality in Art[/COLOR]
Feeling hemmed in by rules and requirements? Frustrated that your muse can't take wing? Do your fingers ache to travel where your mind so desperately wants to lead?

"Sensuality in Art" is an experience designed to liberate your inhibitions, to become free to explore, investigate, and uncover the wonders of the human body and mind. Although this is technically a class, there will be no teaching, only guidance. Whether you want to create on canvas what your eyes see before you, or to be the focus of attention as a model, let the mood be your inspiration for drawing out your deepest talents and desires.

Your guide for the evening is graduate art student Kudo Davis. Our first meeting will be ________ evening at 7:00 in Dali Hall, Room 401. Materials will be provided, but bring along whatever other supplies you would like to use or share.

True passion has no boundaries, true sensuality no limits. Come prepared to create, to share, to discover what lies deep within yourself.

Well, Kudo thought, time to see what this university can really produce. He glanced at the samples of his own sculptures in the wall cabinets. Kudo had managed to talk several students into private modeling sessions in the past. The professors didn't seem to like his looks, but apparently the women did. His hair was spiked with blonde tips, and his earring matched the spiked collar and black leather jacket he usually wore, although tonight he just wore a t-shirt which showed off his Celtic tatoo. He grinned, remembering how old professor Corgan had just about gone apoplectic when he saw his tongue stud. Kudo didn't go for organized athletics, but kept in shape nonetheless with biking and a couple of cheap dumbbells. The erotic figurines and castings that he'd produced didn't sit well with most of his profs, but he'd impressed enough of them that they were giving him this chance. He sat on the corner of the desk, waiting to see who would accept his invitation.

OOC: This is open for anyone to join. Characters can draw, paint, sculpt etc in any way they want to. We'll need at least one model, but several would be preferable. Come in, describe yourself, talk to Kudo if you want, and have a seat. When enough people show up, Kudo will set things up and the class will start.

 

[SexyChele]

Captain B: sounds interesting....mind if I sign on?

OOC: Cathy, 19, shoulder-length light brown hair, blue eyes, curvy body. Just starting sophmore year of college, and is interested in trying out all aspects of campus life.

IC: I had seen the flyers all over campus and became intrigued. I couldn't draw or anything all that well, so I didn't think I would make a good student, but rumor had it that Professor Davis was looking for models for the class. My body wasn't perfect, but my roommate had told me that she felt I could pass for an artist's model. Hell, it was worth a try. The worse thing he could do was say no, right? Well, if he did, hopefully he'd do it nicely.

I make my way to the room, and push the door open. Wow! Things look really cool. The lighting is great......really evokes a certain mood. I was so engrossed in the mood of the room that I'd almost missed the man sitting on his desk. He had a certain attractiveness about him - not the sort of guy I would normally be attracted to, but he seemed to just radiate sensual energy. I smile to myself.....if that was such a thing.

"Professor Davis?" I ask.

He nodded his head - hmmmm....strong, silent type? Heard these artist types were a little....off...somehow...

"Hi, my name's Cathy. I saw your flyers around campus, and well, I can't really draw or anything, but I heard you might be looking for models. What would you be looking for? In a model, I mean. I guess, well, that is say, I'd like to see if I could be one. I don't have any experience, but I'd like to try."

I realize I'm stumbling over my words, and making a complete fool of myself. It doesn't help that he just keeps staring at me either. I knew I had gone too far wearing this outfit - tight short skirt and tight tank top....maybe something a little more conservative would have been better. Of course, I can always just turn around and leave....

 

[captainb]

Kudo

The door opened and Kudo's heart jumped as a figure walked in. First student, all right! He blinked as she looked around, then came over to him. He nodded dumbly as she spoke, trying not to be too blatant about scanning her body. She seemed a little nervous, and he suddenly realized that she was waiting for an answer.

"Uh, yeah, Cathy right?" he said, sliding to his feet. "Sorry, I was just... thinking about something." He snapped back into reality and extended his hand. "I'm glad you came down tonight. And please, call me Kudo. I've got a ways to go until I'm a professor."

He showed Cathy where she could put her gear, and set up a folding screen in the corner. "You said you haven't modeled before?" She shook her head. "Well, as long as you've got the right attitude you can have a great time. Most models describe an incredible feeling of liberation in being nude in front of strangers. Remember, they're not here to judge you, they're here to learn from you, from the curves and lines of your body, the drape of your hair, the angle of your elbow and where your hand meets your hip." He gestured to the screen. "You can change behind here. There's some robes hanging in the corner. When you're ready, have a seat over here by the desk. Once the other students are ready, I'll bring you into the center."

She looked behind the screen uncertainly. Kudo took her hand again. "Look, I know that despite what I said, you'll be thinking Oh god, I'm naked in front of everyone! But you should see what I see, the way your hair cuts a shadow across your face, how your cheekbones rise to your nose, the cupid's bow of your lips... You'll make a fine model. And let me tell you, you've got a dynamite body," he said, looking at her revealing outfit with a slight grin. "I think deep down you know it, too. You don't need to do anything you're not comfortable with. But if you give me a chance, you may surprise yourself." He smiled and turned back to the desk.

 

[ariosto]

OOC: How can I resist.
David Moore, 27 year old graduate student. Painting Major.
After leaving the Navy (see the Crazy Horse topic). David goes on to art school, getting a BFA and is now working towards a Masters
degree. He's dark and slender, medium height, shoulder length hair and short beard. His style tends to be traditional and his passion in art is the human figure, preferably female.

In fact at graduate school in Chicago we held ad hoc weekly studio sessions moderated by different grad students. Each week something different though usually one or more models were employed.....excellent idea!

IC: Walking into the studio, David sees Kudo Davis talking to a pretty girl in the center of the room. Putting his tackle box down by one of the easels he walks over to them.

"Sorry to interupt Kudo but I'm here. I can work tonight or if you need a male model I'm available for that too."

 

[SexyChele]

Cathy

After Prof - uh, Kudo's encouragement, I felt better about coming. I was still just a little nervous, but, hey, I liked looking at art - so I might as well be in art.

As Kudo and I were speaking, a young, good-looking student came in. He says he wants to be either a student or a model. Hmmm....I wonder how that would work?

I slip behind the screen and, making sure no can see, start to slip out of my clothes. Suddenly I almost break out laughing......yeah, here I am gonna be standing up in front of who knows how many people, naked, and I'm worried about these 2 guys seeing me undress. I shake my head as the tank top joins the skirt, and then peel off my panties. Naked, I reach for one of the robes and slip it on, tying it loosely about the waist.

I quickly run my fingers through my hair, and take a deep breath. I step out from behind the screen and walk over to the desk, where I take a seat and begin my wait.

 

[captainb]

Kudo

"David, hi! Glad you made it." Kudo shook his hand. "This is Cathy, she'll be one of the models tonight. We're going to be kind of free-form here, so you can draw or model, depending on your mood. We've still got time before class starts, and I'll explain more about what I'm after when everyone gets here." Kudo had seen David's work in other classes. Traditional, with a great eye for detail. Cathy sat down, a little flushed, and Kudo started shuffling through the music CDs in his bag.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Mickie

Mickie Daniels (same as in Professor and Model Thread), tall and slender; rather boyish figure; strawberry blonde hair and steel blue eyes; type of girl who drinks Budweaiser in a can and rides a Harley.

IC: My Harley roars into the parking lot. I snag a small parking space next to the Fine Arts Building. Professor Steele has awakened my artistic tendencies, as well as my sexual attitude. I could model for the class, but this time I opt to study instead. Jules, Prof. Julian Steel, has been privately teaching me how to sculpt. I have decided to take a class in art on campus.

I walk into the class and see that the room is not full yet. As usual I am dressed in a casual outfit, coonsisting of cut-off blue jean shorts, a t-shirt that is slightly ripped at the bottom, and a red bandana wrapped around my head. If I had my wish I would also be bare-footed but am wearing brown leather sandals.

I walk up to a punky looking guy sitting at the desk. Surely he isn't the instructor.

"Umm, I'm here for the art class,....Spike...." I say as I glance down at the flyer in my hand. "It says that the instructor is Kudo Davis. Has he arrived yet?" I ask the man who I decide to nickname Spike due to his hairstyle.

 

[captainb]

Kudo

He gave her a crooked smile. Spike, heh. "Actually he was the first one here. Nice to meet ya." Mickie looked at him skeptically. He'd seen her before, bombing around campus on her Harley. Real hot, and kind of cocky. He'd like to see her on the platform, but it looked like she wanted to be on the other side of the canvas today.

Kudo looked at the others and said, "I'm not sure how many will show up for this class, so you two can choose a seat and I'll fill you in on what I'm after here. Others might come in, but there's no sense in us waiting." As David and Mickie sat, he walked to the platform in the center. "Basically, this is a modeling class. But we're not going to be confined to the usual stiff poses or motionless tableaux typical in so many other courses. Our models will choose attitudes that might not normally consider for public display. They will open the door to their private world, letting us glimpse their thoughts and dreams through their body movements. It's not dance, and it's not posing. It's more like a free-flowing movement of body and spirit, of sharing the senses they experience, sensual but not necessarilly erotic."

He looked from one to the other. "In short, the models will be moving at times, whenever and however they feel. To get everyone warmed up, we'll start with some still poses. Then our model will begin to move. Nothing hurried, just languid movements, letting you interpret the flow of the physical body and the stream of her senses. You don't need to have a finished piece at the end. The goal is not to create a work of art, but to explore and expand what you are capable of, and maybe take something extra with you when we leave."

He stepped over to Cathy and knelt by her, speaking quietly as David and Mickie arranged themselves. "Trust and comfort are your keys here. I'm not asking you to do anything you're not comfortable with. Before you step out, close your eyes and take some slow deep breaths to release your tensions. You'll see the artists looking at you, but let them become objects, their voices just part of the background." She nodded, looking like she was trying to convince herself. He touched her knee. "You are the center, you are the world and all of its senses are yours. If you need to close your eyes, that's fine. Become alone, be free. If you want to touch yourself, do it. It's okay to become aroused, that's what we're all exploring here. Another model may join your world after a time. Let them in, and react with your senses. We're only here because you trust us."

There was a chair and a few throw pillows on the velvet-covered platform. Kudo started the music, and the sounds of Ravel started softly playing in the studio. He nodded at Cathy. "Start off with a stretch. Raise your arms high, let your muscles relax and get comfortable, then hold that position for a few minutes. Whenever you're ready."

 

[SexyChele]

Cathy

As Kudo was speaking, nervous fright overcame me. Move? How move? What move? I tried not to look too scared as he came over to me. His reassuring hand on my knee and his gentle words did a lot to calm my nerves. As he helped out of the chair, my mind screamed, "You can do this, you can do this, you can do this...."

Walking up to the platform, I give one last look at Kudo, who nods his head slightly. Untying the robe, I allow it to slip softly from my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Stepping up to the platform, I try to ignore that there are others in room....try to imagine that I am in my dorm room, alone. The strains of Ravel, one of my favorite composers, starts to sink into my brain as I step forward. Imagining a cat, sleek and graceful, I raise my hands above my head and slowly stretch my body in a long, langorous movement. I gently move from side to side, closing my eyes and concentrating on the strains of the music that surrounds me.

Grabbing one of the pillows, I step towards the chair. Placing the pillow against one of the arms, I sit sideways, my back arched by the pillow, head slightly back, one arm under my head, the other resting just below my breast. I raise one leg and gracefully drape it over the other arm of the chair, as I place my other leg at a roughly 45 degree angle.

I feel exposed and a little vulnerable, yet at the same time I begin to feel a new sensation.....one of complete sensuality. I was surprised to discover, as Kudo had stated, that I was focusing soley on my body, imagining its every curve and hollow, and the thoughts were very pleasant indeed...

 

[captainb]

Kudo

Despite his words, Kudo's heart thudded hollowly as Cathy's robe slipped to the floor. Lust surfaced quickly then submerged as a quiet awe settled over him. She had a beautiful body, lean and toned as she stood angled slightly away from him. Her arms stretched high and her breasts rose, pale nipples arching towards the ceiling. The sharp beam of the spotlight accented the curve underneath them, playing down her smooth belly to the long legs. She began to reflect the soft melody in her swaying, and he picked up a charcoal stick and began to sketch without looking, translating what his eyes saw, not what his fingers were doing.

She settled into the chair, visibly more relaxed. Her head fell back in his direction and the length of her neck was exposed, the tips of her breasts rising over her collarbone into his view. He sketched the sweep of her hair and her closed eyelids. In the shadows beyond he saw Mickie and David. He'd maneuver around to their side soon enough. Artist or not, he appreciated a nude woman and didn't plan to miss a single detail of her.

ooc: Class is still open for more artists and models!

 

[ariosto]

David did some rapid gesture studies as Cathy moved sensuously on the stand. Once she had settled into the chair he took his drawing board and walked behind Kudo, standing so that he could look down the length of her richly curved body. As he drew, modifying the pose slighty to suit his concept, he imagined his hands caressing her skin, rising and dipping along its soft contours. Her breasts were young and full and he spent much time doing them justice with his charcoal. Her nipples stood up from coral tinted areoles and he wondered how it would be to suck them.
As he brought the drawing to completion he felt a satisfying hardness and tingling between his legs.
Good. A test of a nude study was how much it could turn you on.


OOC:...Have any number of old life class drawings.
I may use some as Cathy strikes poses that reflect what I have available.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

So, the guy I have nicknamed "Spike," is actually the instructor. Well, it is so like me to offend on first encounters. I settle into my chair and watch the model disrobe. Her movements are so fluid that I find myself a tad envious. I could never be as graceful as she is. My creativity is inspired by her pose, as my hands rapidly immitate her movements. I have no real talent for drawing, I am sure, but I enjoy the activity.

 

[SexyChele]

Cathy

As the strains of a new musical piece begin, I slowly start to change position. Sliding off of the chair, to the velvet pillows below, I stretch out prone my back arched by 2 pillows raising my breasts skyward. I throw my head back as I raise one knee and bend the other knee outward. One arm is is bent so that my hand is by my face, the other so that my hand caresses my thigh.

Slowly, my mind is absorbing the fact that others are not only staring at my body, but that their fingers outlining and drawing the curves, that somehow this will become a record of my existence.

As I feel the eyes boring into me, watching my every move, I'm aware that my nipples have hardened and that a distinct wetness is beginning to form between my thighs. Well....this is something that Kudo did not mention would happen. I began to wonder if all models experienced this sensation, or if I was the exception. The need to rub and caress myself was getting intense, and I knew that Kudo stated it was OK, even encouraged it. The more I tried not to think about it, the more desirous it became. But could I do that? Could I go that far? Could I give myself pleasure while strangers eyes watched? A slight smile escapes my lips as the thought burrows into my mind...

 

[captainb]

Kudo

He watched Cathy slide into her new position, her breasts softly bobbing as she laid back. Flipping to a new sheet of paper, Kudo moved closer to Mickie, looking for the right mix of shadow and light. He set the paper on an easel, remaining standing as he looked down at her figure. She shouldn't have worried, he thought. She's a natural at this. Her arms were relaxed, one hand lightly stroking the inside of her thigh. He cocked his head and half-smiled as he sketched blocks of shadow. A faint glimmer escaped from the dark puff between her legs as her fingers softly trailed up and down. His eyes drifted to her breasts, noting how her nipples had tightened, the edges crinkling as they drew erect. Touches of charcoal on paper, and the image emerged from his fingers. He felt himself start to harden as he looked from sketch to model and back. This was going well, time for the next step.

He spoke softly, not wanting to break her tranquility. "Let the mood take you, Cathy. Whatever your body wants, let it happen. Let yourself move in any way that pleases you."

 

[SexyChele]

Cathy

At the gentleness in Kudo's voice, I relax even more. I am beginning to feel totally sensual my need for pleasure is beginning to intensify.

I bring the hand that is close to my face to my shoulder, lightly running my nails over my skin and enjoying the sensations as I do so. Going lower, I lightly brush my fingers against my breast running my fingers over it as though outlining it. Making lazy circles around towards the nipple, I feel my pussy begin to freely flow with my juices. I can't believe that I'm about to pleasure myself in a room with complete stranger looking on!

Yet, my fingers reach the areola and begin to trace a circle around it, as I sigh deeply. Then, cupping my breast in my hand, I begin to slowly squeeze and massage my breast, first pulling it away from me and then pushing it into me, delighting in the full effect. As I become more aroused, I squeeze harder as my moans start to fill the room. As I trace my fingers back to the areola, my other hand dips down to my waiting pussy. Lightly tugging at the pubic hair, I pull the lips apart, and trace my fingers along the lip feeling the moisture there that is evidence of my desire.

As I take my nipple between my thumb and forefinger, I begin to roll and pinch my nipple until I truly do cry out. My fingers begin their path to that of my most silken entrance...

 

[ariosto]

David places his drawing board on the floor and stands looking down at the model, mesmerised by the play of her hands on her body.
The soft yet firm curving fullness of a womans breast had always been fascinating to him. Sensualy fascinating that is. the idea comes to him of just a drawing of Cathy's fingers playing with her nipples, pulling them and stroking them...just that.
He bends to pick up his drawing board again but hears her moaning softly and stops again to watch.
What voyeurs we artists are he thinks and strokes the erection he feels building in his jeans.

 

[captainb]

Kudo

As Cathy's moan of lust escaped her lips, Kudo realized he was tremendously aroused. His mouth was dry as he quickly sketched, his fingers following hers into the path of the senses. He didn't care what his picture looked like at the moment; he was capturing the essence of passion, of self-love, and her movements were an orchestra for his hands. Her legs parted more, the shiny pink of her labia coming into view and softly rolling under her strokes. Her hand slipped lower and one finger dipped inside and reappeared briefly, then two vanished as her arm stretched lower across her belly.

Kudo moved nearer to Mickie and glanced at her drawing. She had a view straight between Cathy's open legs, and seemed to be focusing her skills on the probing fingers. He saw her chest rise and fall with deep breaths, her nipples pushing hard against the t-shirt. He decided not to be ashamed of the erection tenting his pants, this was part of what they were all exploring. He looked across and saw David mesmerized by Cathy's soft movements.

"David," he said quietly, "would you like to join Cathy on the platform? Remember, think of the voyage, not the arrival. Foreplay and passion..."

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Watching Cathy explore her body as well as her sensuality is exciting to me. Her total disregard of our admiring gazes astonishes me as she immerses herself into her own pleasure. I find my body mimicking her responses. My nipples grow and tighten as she moves her hand across her own breasts.

From my angle I have a perfect view of her milky thighs and the treasure that lies within them. Her long delicate fingers tease her labia before one finger slips inside. Her grace again mesmerizes me. "Spike" moves closer to me and for a second I am flushed and slightly embarassed by my obvious reactions to Cathy. But only for a second. When I look at "Spike" and his approving half grin I relax.

At that moment I decide to sketch "Spike's" face. I want to capture the look in his eyes.

 

[SexyChele]

Cathy

The room was quiet excepting for the music pulsating in the background. My mind was absorbed by the feelings consuming my body, as my fingers continued to expolore the firm hardness of my nipples.

My other hand had slid between the folds of my sex, tracing the moist lips and feeling the slick wetness. As my finger found my entrance, I slowly inserted it - at first only to the first knuckle, then continuing on until my finger was completely swallowed. Moving my finger in a small circle, I took delight in the feel of the firm walls of my pussy, my juices increasing. My thumb began to lightly stroke my clit as my legs spread wider.

In the haze of pleasure I heard Kudo suggest to David that he join me. In the farthest reaches of my mind, I knew I should be disgusted at such a thought. Instead, I welcomed it.

 

[ariosto]

David stood up and approached Cathy who was in a world all her own. He stripped off his shirt and dropped his faded jeans. He showed no embarassment when he removed his shorts and stood naked before the class.
He knelt beside Cathy's lush body, resting his weight on one muscular arm, aware of the dramatic effects of the focused lighting and began to slowly stroke his penis.

"Cathy", his voice was a whisper, soft seductive...

"Cathy", she opened her eyes and smiled at him.

He nodded towards her fingers sliding moistly between her legs,
"Let me do that...please?"

 

[captainb]

Kudo

Kudo sketched rapidly, his fingers translating what his eyes saw without thought. David lay near the masturbating Cathy, his erection firm as he whispered to her. She nodded and spread her legs wider, her middle finger shiny as it slid in and out of her pussy. Kudo glanced down at Mickie's paper, doing a double take as he saw his own face looking back. His eyes rose and met Mickie's, and she smiled.

"I see you're working outside of the box," he said, not realizing the pun at first. Her eyebrows raised in delight, and he grinned and shrugged. "So how well can you draw clothes and texture?" he asked stepping close to her. "For example, how would you handle this?" He looked down, directing her eyes to the front of his pants where his erection was a solid pipe against his button-fly jeans.

 

[SexyChele]

Cathy

As David spoke quietly to me, his voice finally sank into my brain. I opened my eyes slightly, and was pleasantly surprised to find that he was lying next to me naked. What had he said? My fog-clouded brain tried to remember...oh, yes, to allow him to do what my fingers were doing. I nod my head slightly.

As I withdraw my fingers, I begin to bring them to my mouth, but David grabs my hand and I feel his mouth slowly take my fingers into his mouth. As he sucks the juices off of my fingers, I watch him close his eyes and hear slight moaning.

When he is done, he begins to run his hands along my body, as his lips find my nipples. I become aware that we are on the platform, and that every move we make is being watched closely. I had never thought about putting on a sex show, but I find myself curiously aroused at the thought that people will be staring at us....watching us explore each other in a very intimate way.

I move my hands along David's body, using my nails lightly to rake his back and then up to run my fingers through his hair. Arching my back to him, I allow my body to give itself to him....to experience all the wonders he can bring forth from it. And I hope to do the same for him...

 

[MtnAngelWV]

"Spike" is asking how I would handle his obvious erection. I cannot contain my delight as a half evil grin spreads across my full, ripe lips. I take my tongue and slowly lick my lips from corner to corner, hoping he may get another idea.

"Actually, my real passion is sculpting. I love to work with my hands." I tease him while watching his erection grow beneath my stare. On first glance I hadn't thought that could be possible. "Would you like to see my technique?"

 

[captainb]

Kudo

"I would be enthralled," Kudo said with a grinning half-bow. "I have a few mediums available to work with. Clay, plaster of Paris... wood." Kudo hadn't planned on becoming a subject himself, but it was a small class and an instructor simply had to make do, didn't he? Besides, Mickie's expression was blossoming him into a full erection in his jeans, and he was going to need some adjustment soon.

Cathy's moans suddenly grew louder, and they looked over to see David bending his body over her spread legs, his head nearly invisible as she grabbed his hair and pushed his face deeper into her pussy. Kudo looking openly at Mickie's breasts. Her nipples were distinct cones pushing through her ripped t-shirt, and her thighs were slowly rubbing together. "Hey," he said, running his fingers through her hair. "The stuff's over here." He gestured to a nearby table. "What do ya have in mind?"

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Hmmm...this guy didn't quite seem to take the hint but I could work with it. I stand from the easel and walk over to the table. I can hear David and Cathy enjoying their "assignment" and it fuels my need.

"I am a hands on kinda gal. I may need to touch you in order to recreate your...ummm. anatomy." I say as I reach out and begin unbuttoning his tight jeans. His mighty erection springs forth and I am mystified for a moment. He looks at me with lust and puzzlement. I think that my actions have taken him a bit by surprise.