At this point, it's a miracle that my bones haven't crumbled into dust by now.

It's already numbing enough when I have half a dozen women craving for me, and I'm certainly not complaining by any stretch of the imagination, but Rapunzel's stamina was on another level entirely. It's like trying to start a car with a dried up battery over and over again. I'm running out of juice. I want to be with Rapunzel, and with the other girls in my school too, but there's only so much I can take before I collapse into a messy puddle.

Not to mention, I'm starting to run out of condoms again and I'm too afraid to ask Elsa for any more after the…accidental run in we had the other day. We're sisters, so she's seen my unmentionables before, but that's the first time she's ever caught me in any kind of intimate act. Even masturbation I kept pretty subtle and was never caught. At dinner, Elsa and I pretty much avoided all eye contact. It was awkward to say the least.

Hopefully it won't be like that forever.

''Come on, Kristoff!'' Rapunzel dragged me out of my thoughts as she cheered our buddy on while we watched from the sidelines.

I returned my gaze to the ice ring, watching Kristoff smash his way through the opposition players before hitting another shot right through the keeper's legs and into the back of the net. Rapunzel and I clapped as Kristoff saluted us and skated to the side while the other players recuperated.

''Nice work out there!'' I said.

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. ''It's no big deal. Just doing what I got to do to win. I need to be in my best shape if we're going to win our next game.''

''So it's a must win?''

''You have no idea! It's a three-way battle for the championship between us, Dreamworks Academy and Blue Sky Junior High! If we're going to take home the trophy, we have to win all our remaining games.''

''No pressure then.'' I joked.

Before he could say anything else, Rapunzel patted him on his padded shoulder. ''Is it just me or are there fewer of you out here today?''

''Oh, yeah, apparently Tarzan pulled a muscle yesterday and he couldn't make practice. We're hoping he'll make it back in time for the next game.''

I winced at the thought. If I'm not careful with my body, I could be joining him in the infirmary soon. ''I hope he gets better soon.''

''You and me both, feisty pants,'' Kristoff mumbled. ''We're going to need all the help we can get.''

Rapunzel then turned to me with a twinkle in her eyes. ''Anna…''

''No!''

''You didn't even hear what I had to say.''

''I can tell by the context of your look and this conversation what that was leading into. I am not joining the hockey team.''

''Why not? You say you've been working out.''

''Doing exercise and skating on ice are a little different. I can't just pick up a new sport in the matter of a few days.''

''You don't have to be an expert at the sport, just do enough to help the team out. Plus, it would be really hot to see you out there on the ice.''

My lips went dry and my words were caught in my throat. Darn you, Rapunzel. Why must your heavenly beauty be used against me like this? It should be illegal.

Kristoff cleared his throat, earning our attention. ''Okay, I'm seriously still trying to get use to that open flirting between you two now.''

Oh yeah, like we were going to keep what happened between us a secret from our shared best friend. Plus, the look on Kristoff's face when we told him what we did was priceless. I threw him an amused smirk. ''Jealous, much?''

He retorted with grin of his own. ''On the contrary, it's refreshing to see. You were pretty terrible at the subtle flirting.''

My eyes widened. ''I was not flirting before…before!''

''Hmm. Yeah, and Clark Kent isn't Superman.'' He teased.

''Haha, that was so funny I forgot to laugh.''

XXX

Another day was done and dusted, although, I was still left with the thought about possibly joining the hockey team. I mean it wouldn't be a permanent thing, just until the team had all their players back. Heck, I might not even play a single game. I would probably just be there to warm up the bench and not have the weight of the championship that Kristoff was so desperate to win pushing down on my shoulders.

Before I could make my way out of the school corridor and make my way home, I noticed a student pacing back and forth next to the door leading into the art room, looking quite agitated and worried. Upon further inspection, I recognised the girl as Jane Porter. A really friendly and beautiful girl who I would usually spot hanging around her classes or in the school yard drawing in her notebook, which she had currently clutched tightly in her hands.

She looked to be in some distressed, eyes panicked and staring out as if looking for help.

Curious to know what was up, and hoping I could do something to help her out, I mustered up all the confidence I had in me and marched over to her, hoping that she would at least know who I was. ''Hey.'' I introduced myself.

She turned sharply to me. ''Hello, there.''

''I'm Anna,'' I extended my hand to her. ''You're Jane, right?''

She nodded worriedly but still shook my hand. My skin tingled when I felt her warm fingers grasp my own. ''Yes, I've seen you around before. Can I help you?'' She inquired politely.

''Actually, I was wondering if I could help you. You look a little sheepish.''

''Oh, no, it's fine. Just…considering all my options. I'm in a bit of a pickle at the moment, and I don't know what to do.''

I didn't want to pry or seem like I was trying to intrude on her privacy, but she did look really worried. She seemed desperate for help, and I wanted to help in anyway that I could. ''Well, is there anything I can do?'' I asked.

She looked at me, seemingly puzzled by my willingness to step in when I had no place to be involved. Eventually, she shook her head. ''No, no, I couldn't ask that of you. Besides, it's not…a traditional thing to help with.''

''Are you sure? I don't mind. If there's anyway that I can be of assistance, I'd be more than happy to help.''

I was transfixed as she stared down at the floor and bit her bottom lip, holding the pages of her notebook tighter in her head. She sighed heavily after a while. ''It's…for our art project we usually work in pairs. But my partner, Tarzan, couldn't make it today, so I had no one to work with and now I'm at risk of failure.''

Now it all made sense. More often than not, Tarzan was Jane's partner in art class and I would usually see them hanging around with each other. I did wonder if the two of them were also a thing, but that was none of my business. However, with him being off injured, she had no one to work with and was in desperate need of help. ''So…it's a model you need? Is that right?''

''More or less.'' She replied nervously.

I suddenly felt more confident. ''I can help with that. It's no problem. You can use me for a model.''

A flabbergasted look flashed across her face and her cheeks flushed a bright red. I was taken aback by her reaction, wondering if I said something I shouldn't until she spoke. ''Well…see…the modelling that I'm referring to is one that lacks…sufficient clothing. If you get what I mean.''

Now I was the one whose cheeks were flushing bright red. ''Oh…you mean nude modelling?''

''Precisely.''

Well, I just took a somersault into that awkward minefield and Michael Bay-ed it up.

I laughed nervously, trying to shake away the thoughts of having someone draw my naked body. ''Well, that makes sense. I mean I'm not into guys, but Tarzan has quite the bod. You could grind meat on those abs. I can understand why he's your model.''

''Yes, but, that's not going to do me any good today. I tried to call his parents, but I think they're out of town and I have no way of contacting him or visiting him. And the project was a short-term one due at the end of this week. If I don't get him back, or find a new partner, I'll fail.''

''Really?'' I gasped.

I hate the thought of that happening to her, especially if it was not a fault of her own, or anyone's for that matter. It's just bad circumstances. She looked so panicked and on the verge of tears.

This probably sounds weird especially after my recent experiences with girls and being naked, but having someone draw me naked just…I don't know, I would feel like it's a prank or a way to mock me. But I know that Jane would never do that to anyone. And after Mulan's words of encouragement, that I should be proud of my body. I couldn't let my self-consciousness stop me from wanting to help. In the end, it's up to Jane, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes.

''I wouldn't mind,'' I stated. ''If you still needed a partner.''

She stared at me intrigued by my decision. I didn't think I would want to go with it either. But, she needed someone to help, and I wouldn't forgive myself if I let someone fail a class when I have the chance to help. ''Are you really sure about this?''

''Absolutely,'' However, doubt plagued my mind when I remembered something. ''Uh, just so that we don't have any awkwardness, you do know about my…you know?''

It took her a moment to realise what I was hinting at. ''Oh, yes, yes, I know. It doesn't bother me at all. I just want to make sure that it doesn't bother you.''

''I'm fine with it. I may not be a Tarzan, but how hard can it be to pose naked for a little bit?''

''It's a little more difficult than you think,'' She quipped before looking at me with sincerity. ''I can't begin to thank you enough for this. I promise no one else will see this, it'll just be for my project, and you'll remain anonymous. I don't want you to feel embarrassed to have so many women see your naked body all of a sudden.''

I couldn't help but laugh a little. It's far too late to save myself from that embarrassment.

XXX

At least it was after school hours, and Jane and I were the only ones that stayed behind to use the art room. Although, the thought of Cinderella possibly being around came to mind and I instantly got hard at the thought.

Damn it, this is not the time to get an erection, especially as I stood in the middle of the room stripping until I was completely nude. In the meantime, Jane was keeping her eyes drawn to everything except me. At first, I thought it was so not to make me feel embarrassed, but it was actually so that she could find the best spot and the best light for me to stand in.

Her notepad remained in one hand with a sketching pencil in the other. ''Okay, I think we're ready. If I could just have you standing against that wall there.'' She pointed behind me.

The light from the window above shone close by, half illuminating my body as I stood in position. Jane stared at me for a brief moment. She remained posed and professional as she scaled me up. I think I might have seen little moments of her checking me out, but again, I think that was just to know how to do it. ''Can you think of a pose that you would be comfortable with?''

''Like what?'' I asked.

''Well, I want this project to exude eroticism.''

''Eroticism? Not the first thing I would use to describe me.''

She waved her hand dismissingly. ''Pish-posh. Don't be ridiculous. You look radiating. All of you.''

My cheeks flushed bright red, as did the rest of my body that was clear for Jane to see, not that I minded. ''Thanks.'' Feeling more confident because of her words, I leaned back against the wall, running my hands through my hair and striking my attempt at a sexy pose. ''What do you think? How do I look fetchingly draped against the wall?''

''Ravishing.'' She whispered and looked down at her paper.

I gulped. How can she be so obviously flirting with me and yet appear so focused on her work. I can't ever start a school project without getting distracted by Netflix.

And now I just thought of Jane and I Netflix and chilling. Great.

If it wasn't for the fact that I was doing this for her, I would be embarrassed by how hard I was getting. My cock was sticking out and up, hard as a rock.

Jane spoke up. ''I should say, as well as looking sexy, it's also best that you pose comfortably. Are you sure you're okay remaining like that?''

I acted tough to impress her. ''I'll be fine.''

Half an hour later, I was not fine.

While Jane was busy sketching, the drawing unfortunately out of my sight, my arms and legs were beginning to grow stiff. I could feel my knees shake underneath me and threaten to buckle. As if I wasn't already drained before today, I could literally sleep until the next season of Sherlock comes out. Which would be a very long time.

I did my best to keep as still as possible, not wanting to ruin this project for her, but what didn't help was a very uncooperative dick that couldn't make up its mind. After being hard for a few minutes, it would begin to soften and shrink. Then, I would watch Jane, admiring her as she remained so focused on her work and loving the cute way her hair curled over her face, and I would become hard again.

I mumbled a curse under my breath.

''Does that happen often?'' Jane asked me while never taking her eyes off her work.

''More times than you can count.'' I replied while keeping as still as possible.

''What are you thinking about? That's causing that reaction.'' She asked. I froze, unable to answer her, but that just gave Jane the answer she needed and a grin grew across her lips. ''Ah. I see.''

''Sorry…''

''No, no, don't be. I'm flattered. You want to know a secret?''

''Okay.'' I said, curious what she was about to say.

''I've sketched a few nude models in my short time as an artist, and you're the first one who's gotten hard because of me.''

My eyes widened in shock. ''Really? Not even Tarzan?''

''He may be a wild man for the Might Ducks, but that man has unbelievable mental control. But, better than most guys, who say I'm not stunning enough to get a reaction.''

I felt like I was going to be sick in my throat at that statement. ''No way! You're beyond stunning.''

She flinched, for the first time she momentarily stopped drawing after hearing my words, before continuing. A radiant smile flashed. ''Thank you.'' She cleared her throat. ''As are you.''

''Well…'' My body felt weak and I almost lost my balance.

''Don't move, I'm almost finished.''

''Sorry!''

It only took ten more minutes of willpower to pull through before she finally rose to her feet and walked over to me. I remained posed until she turned the paper to reveal her masterwork of art. Wow. If I'm going to start to try to feel confident about my body, this is a good start. I actually look pretty good in her drawing. Expertly drawn with excellent shading down to the finest detail. ''That's amazing…'' However, something caught my eye and I couldn't help but snicker. ''Though, I think you over exaggerated my length a little.''

Resolutely, she shook her head, staring down at my cock, which was hard once again as she stepped closer. ''No. I have an eye for detail. It looks the right size to me.''

My throat went dry. I had a feeling I knew where this was going, and I decided to go along with it. ''Are you sure? You were quite far away. Maybe you should have sketched a bit closer.''

She looked up at me. ''Do you mind if I move closer?'' Her voice was like fine silk. She took a few steps closer, within touching distance.

''You can get as close as you want,'' I responded huskily as her fingertips grazed over my hips. She placed her pad on the desk next to us and rubbed her over hand over my body, not sure if she wanted to reach up to cup my breasts or move down to grip my cock. Either way, I'd be very happy. My back was against the wall as she stood a few inches away from me, eyeing my glistening, wet body up and down.

Finally, she looked up and stared deeply into my eyes, licking her dry lips as I did the same. ''I know that you said you wanted to help, and I really appreciate all you've done for me. I think you deserve a reward of some kind.''

My heart threatened to beat out of my chest as I felt her hand move lower. ''I really did just want to help out of the kindness of my heart.'' I said truthfully. ''But, if it's alright with you, I don't want you to stop.''

''Good.'' She gave me a toothy grin and moved in to kiss me.

However, I felt like taking the lead and surprising her. Catching her off guard, I hooked my hand around her waist and spun us around so that I now had her pinned against the wall. Her grin widened before a sudden gasp escaped her as I pressed my body against her. My erection poking against her thigh.

''Oh, feeling confident now, are we?'' She questioned teasingly.

''I am. Do you mind?''

''Not at all.''

I grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it up over her head, revealing a lacy blue bra holding her full breasts. I leaned forward and kissed her neck, running my tongue along her throat and heard her moan louder. One of my hands trailed downwards, sliding underneath her jeans and over her soaked underwear. I felt her shudder against my body and even felt her gulp as I continued to kiss her neck. ''You're so wet.'' I whispered.

Roughly, she reached down and grabbed my cock. Her thumb rubbed over the tip, spreading the pre-cum that I had built up. ''So are you,'' She said in short breaths. Her grasp became rougher as she started to stroke me from tip to the base. ''And so hard.''

For a few minutes we just stood there. Jane leaning against the wall and I reached underneath her panties and rubbed her wet pussy, softly and slowly, until I entered her with two fingers. She became a quivering mess as I felt her wetness dribble down her legs. All the while, she was jerking me off faster and faster, fumbling a bit as she used my pre-cum as lubricant. Secretly, I think we were in a competition to see who could get the other one to climax first.

I kissed up her neck, ghosting my lips over her own before nibbling her earlobe playfully. My warm breath pleasure to her sensitive skin as I whispered. ''It's not fair that I'm the only one naked. I want to see you.''

Aggressively, she pushed me away and made quick work of her bra, throwing it over to me so that I could catch it. Unbuckling her already loose jeans, she pulled them down to the ground along with her drenched panties and stepped out of them, leaving her completely naked and glorious. ''Lick me!'' She commanded.

She was a wild woman, and I loved it.

Without any hesitation, I dropped to my knees and crouched down between her legs. Her scent was intoxicating, but her taste was much sweeter and divine. I grabbed one of her legs and threw it over my shoulder, giving me a better angle to eat her up. She immediately grabbed my hair and threw her head back as I stroked my tongue over her pussy.

I glanced upwards, watching her every movement. She threw her head all over the place, with her eyes closed and her mouth wide open. Instinctively, I grabbed my dick and started to stroke myself at the sight. But, I paid more attention to giving her pleasure. ''More…fuck…more.'' She encouraged me.

My tongue licked over her soft, sweet lips, lapping up her juices. Her moans grew louder the longer I teased her, and they soon turned to screams of pleasure as I pressed my tongue inside of her. I felt like I was going to cum soon as well, especially as I watched her tilt her head back and arch her back, making her breasts display themselves more for my liking.

With my other hand, I slide it up her leg, no doubt igniting sparks over her skin. Soon enough, my fingers found their way to her entrance once again. I lightly teased the skin and her hips bucked wildly every time. Using my tongue and one finger, I did everything in my power to hit every sensitive spot and send her soaring into heaven itself. She cried with delight. Her grip on my hair tightened, but I didn't care, I was lost in her taste. All it took were a few seconds before she was thrusting into me, moving erratically before cumming against my face and hand.

My kisses eased and I removed my hand from her wetness, moving it down and spreading it over my cock. I almost came from the sensation, but I persisted, I wanted to wait for the real thing.

I stood up straight before capturing her lips with mine, allowing her to taste herself on me. Our breasts pressed against each other and my cock was so agonisingly close to her pussy, absolutely dripping, both with my essence and hers. We stopped kissing and she looked me dead in the eye with so much seriousness. ''Fuck me! Now!''

I'm not going to lie, I legitimately growled. My mind went hazy with lust, there was no holding me back. With her assistance, we grabbed my cock and guided it to her entrance. My hips were thrusting on instinct, wanting nothing more than to feel Jane around me. She wrapped one arm around my neck and a leg around my waist. She groaned deeply as my shaft slowly entered her, allowing her to adjust to my size.

I pressed her harder against the wall, feeling her muscle coil around me intensely. Her fingers dug into my skin, causing me to hiss, but it only spurred me on more.

I started to thrust, finding a slow, smooth rhythm, pulling out slowly before sinking back in. As usual, I would quicken my pace with every thrust. I hooked one hand underneath her leg to not only help her keep balance, but also allow me a better angle to increase my speed and strength. Once again, her head was thrown back and her mouth opened to let out silent, breathy pants. It was one of the sexiest sounds I had ever heard. Doing my best, I leaned down and latched my lips over her left breasts, sucking and licking the hardened nipple.

In no time at all, I was fucking her senseless, pumping into her harder and faster than I thought possible. If anyone had stayed behind after school, they would have surely heard us. Oh well, at least this time I don't have to worry about it being Elsa of all people to walk in on me.

After giving both her beautiful breasts the attention they deserve, I leaned in to give her a searing kiss, knocking the breath right out of her.

I pulled back from the kiss and looked down to admire her body, gleaming with sweat and wetness. Her body was burning against mine. Her back arched once again, slamming into my body as I thrust into her harder and harder. My groans became strained as I felt myself getting closer and closer. ''I'm gonna cum!'' I gasped.

She threw her head forward, gasping for air and pressing her forehead against mine. ''Me too! Cum inside me!''

I continued my thrusts, not wanting to stop, but were noticeably more hesitant. ''I don't have protection.''

''It's okay. I'm on the pill. Just, please…cum inside me. Fill me up.''

With her permission, I pounded into her with incredible ferocity. The wet slaps of our bodies colliding echoed throughout the art room. I felt her tighten around me. She was as close as I was. She desperately clawed into my back as I thrust one final time inside of her. It only just hit me before I cam that this would be my first time climaxing inside of a girl. Not with a condom on, not in a girl's ass, but actually in their pussy. I didn't have much time to think about it before my body shook and spurts of hot cum shot inside of her. She slumped against my body, holding me tightly as I filled her up.

After a while, she reluctantly unhooked her leg from around me and whimpered. ''That was extraordinary.''

I nodded enthusiastically. ''You took the words right out of my mouth.''

Her hands trailed downwards once more, resting over my abdomen, setting my body alight. ''Thank you again for the help. I now know who to call if I ever need a model.''

''You can draw me like one of your French girls anytime,'' I joked and she rolled her eyes. ''Oh come on, I went this long without a Titanic joke. Give me some credit.''