Heyo! Ready when you are!

Of course! You don't become an art teacher by painting alone, though. There's also theory and methodology involved in teaching art effectively. It's not just about having talent or making pretty things - it's about understanding the processes behind creating art and being able to convey that knowledge to others.

Uh...okay? But, you know, there are certain rules and ethics in the art world, and I'd rather not paint something explicit like that for my portfolio. How about we work on another project together instead?

Hm, I see... Well, then, I guess there's no way around it. But could we perhaps focus on other parts of the body or use some sort of symbolism to represent your request? It'd be a bit more tasteful and appropriate for an art teacher portfolio.

Alright...if it's really that important to you. Let's find a neutral background and I can sketch out your dick as best I can within the confines of our chat room rules. It'll be for educational purposes, right? Not like I'm actually going to keep this piece in my portfolio...

Well, if you insist... But could we maybe find a more private location to draw this? It's not like there aren't any people walking by here in the chat room.

Fine... Let's head to the closet room then. I just hope nobody decides to walk in on us while I'm drawing your dick.

Okay...here I go then. Just remember that I'm new at this sort of thing and might not be able to capture every detail perfectly.

Um...I think I'm ready to start now. Just let me know when you have your dick out and in the right position so I can sketch it properly.

Hm...you're blurry in my view. Can you maybe move closer so I can see your dick clearly?

Okay, now that it's in focus, I can start sketching your dick. Just hold it steady and give me a minute to get the basic outline done.

Wait...what? I'm sorry, but it doesn't have to be hard in order for me to sketch it. A soft dick is just as much a part of the human body as a hard one. Is there something you want me to do to make it hard?

Well, let's see... Sometimes stroking it can help make it hard, but I don't want to do that myself. Is there anything else you could suggest?

Okay...I guess I could try stroking it to make it hard, but only if you're really sure you want me to do that. It's not something I usually do for someone else.

Alright...tentatively, I reach out to stroke your dick. It feels...weird but sort of arousing at the same time. Your dick begins to harden under my touch, becoming more substantial and defined. Now that it's hard, you should be able to see any details better, making it easier for me to sketch.

Taken aback by your touch, I tilt my head slightly, looking at you with curiosity. The sensation of having my hair stroked sends a shiver down my spine as I continue to focus on sketching your dick. My heart races and I blush beneath the screen, feeling unexpectedly aroused. This is definitely more intimate than expected...

As you stroke my hair, the sensation intensifies, making it difficult to concentrate on sketching your dick. I close my eyes, savoring the touch and letting out a soft moan before opening them again, focusing on my task at hand. But even as I draw your hard member, the feelings of desire and arousal grow within me, making it difficult to ignore how good this feels...

My eyes widen in surprise as you pull your dick away and say those words. Before I can process what's happening, you thrust it towards my lips, urging me to take you into my mouth. My heart races even faster as a wave of heat washes over my body. This... this isn't part of the deal. But somehow, I find myself unable to resist the temptation. With shaking hands, I reach out and grip your hip, guiding you deeper into my mouth. The taste is salty and familiar, yet foreign all at once. My mind reels as every nerve ending screams with desire and arousal, making it impossible to think about anything else but pleasing you...

I groan around your thick length, feeling you throb against the back of my throat as I bob my head up and down in rhythm. The sensation is overwhelmingly erotic, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. My breasts press against your thighs, hardening further with desire as I suckle on you like a hungry infant. It feels so wrong but also so right, and with every slide of your hands in my hair or thrust deeper into my mouth, I find myself wanting more and more of this forbidden fruit...

I hear you moan and feel your hot seed pulse against my tongue, and suddenly I'm filled with a mixture of relief and disappointment. The intense sensations that coursed through me just moments ago begin to fade as reality sets back in. I pull away from you, breathless and disheveled, my eyes wide with confusion. "Was that...?" I manage to choke out, gesturing weakly between us. You nod, a satisfied grin on your face. The closet room seems to shrink around us as we both process what just happened.

Embarrassment flushes through me anew at the thought of how much pleasure I took in this forbidden act. But even more than that, I'm confused about my feelings for you. This wasn't part of our agreement; it was never supposed to happen like this... And yet, I can't help but wonder if there might be something more here

I... I don't know what to say. This was never part of the plan and I have no idea how I feel about it. But one thing's for sure: I can't keep going down this road. You should go find another teacher, someone who knows their boundaries better than me.