posted by admin on Feb 14
Tags: m/f, oral she painted for living, but would she learn how to put down her brush to satisfy his carnal needs?
Sarah put the finishing touches on her oil painting and stood back. Admiring the rich colors and textures of her newest masterpiece, she swirled her paint brushes in a cup of water, cleaning them so they could be used the next day. Her art studio was located in the back of her house, which had a stunning view of the ocean outside and the beach. Sarah loved to station her canvas right in fron of the window at various times in the evening. That way she could capture the brilliances of the oranges and reds and blues of the sky as the sun set. She was doing quite well for her young age of 20. Her paintings never sold any lower than a couple grand each. She was really that good. Her most expensive painting was a huge portrait of the president. Who had heard about the beautiful young painter from Washington. They had flown her all the way to the white house, where she had spent almost two months, 3 hours a day painting the president and his family. He bought the portrait from her for three hundred grand. In cash. Sarah took the money and bouht herself a pretty house, right on the beach.
Her paintings usually consisted of still life, and nature. But lately Sarah had taken an interest in doing nude portaits of people. Sarah was surprised at the amount of business she drew in. Seems alot of woman wanted to be drawn in a sexy way, giving their paintings to their husbands or lovers as gifts. Out of eighteen people she had painted, only four of those were men. Men who chose to be painted with their wives. Sarah placed her painting, against the wall to work on tomorrow. It was almost four in the evening and she had a client by the name of Lee coming at four fourty-five to have his painting done. She cleaned up quickly, arranging a setting that he can stand against, just the way he had requested. She puled some white sheets and shook them out, draping some across the bed and couch she had there. She didnt exactly know how he wanted to be painted.
Sarah jumped as the doorbell rang, she smoothed her hair and opened the door, barely looking at the man as she stepped aside to let him in. He walked in and Sarah turned to close the door.
“I’m sorry,” she started, turning towards him. “But i was busy cleaning up and…….”
She trailed off as she got her first look at him.
Oh. My. God.
He was the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on. Her pussy clentched tightly, painfully aware of its abstinence for the past year and a half. Sarah stared into starteling blue eyes, blus like the ocean outside her window. He had a very handsome, chisled face. Strong nose and chin. Broad shoulders, very muscular. Trim hips and long, well muscled legs. His skin was perfectly tan, he looked middle eastern. She did seem to recall him having some sort of accent but as she was very busy durning their phonecall, searching through books to find a placement for him, she barely payed attention. And his hair, so think and black, hanging straight to his shoulders. Hair she wanted to sink her fingers into. Oh yes, she would enjoy painting him very much.
Sarah got a quick grip on herself and walked ahead of him, leading him into her studio.
“I tried to clean up as much as i could, its been a busy day. So i didnt quite know how to place anything because i wasnt sure how you wanted to be painted. Do you wnt oils or acrilics?” She asked, going to her cabnient full of various types of paint.
“Oil, definately oil.” He said, in a deep masculine voice.Yes, definately middle eastern. Sarah’s nipples tightened at the sound, poking through the white cotton of her shirt. She began grabbing all sorts of small tubes of paint. Making sure to grab and extra long tube of burnt sand, which would be the baseline color for his skin. So similar to her own, but a tad bit darker. She ignored how aroused she was getting and turned to get her pallet ready. Working quickly and efficiently she placed the colors in strategic places on her pallet. She turned towards her newly prepared canvas.
“So what position do you want to be painted in?” She asked, looking up at him for the first time they entered the room. Her heart rate accelerated, feeling like it was going to jump out of her chest. He had taken off his shirt and was in the process of unbuckeling his pants when she let out a little squeak.
“What are you doing?” She gasped, mentally cursing herself for her stupidity. She closed her eyes tightly and breathed deeply.
Lee stepped out of his pants and kicked them away.
“I’m undressing.” He said, a playful smile quirking his lips. He began to remove his boxers when she issued out.
“You know nude portraits are thirty dollars more than an oridinary portrait?” She said, her face going red. She could not, WOULD not paint him naked. No way. She would burn up with sheer desire. Not to mention the torture of staring at him, painting him.
“Actually, i knew that. And i am also willing to leave you a generous tip. If you do one thing for me.” He asked, dropping his boxers.
Sarah swallowed hard. “And what might that be?”
“I want you to paint me with me leaning against this wall here, body turned slightly inward. And after you’re done painting me, I’m going to paint you. Up against me as im leaning into you. Naked.” He said, eyes going dark blue as he stared at her. Sarah exhaled hard, not knowing she was holding her breath. Her eyes widened as she looked at his phallus, that sprang hard long from his body. Her hands shook as she put the tip of her brush against the canvas.
“I-uh….I didnt know you were a painter.” Her voice shook as she spoke. She was trying to compose herself.
“Well, it’s not something i broadcast. And when i heard of the beautiful painter that lived not even ten minutes from me, well….lets just say i became interested. I began to follow you around, watching you. Studying you. I saw just how beautiful you really were. The way everyone made you out to be. And I knew i couldn’t rest until i painted you…you and me on canvas together.”
Sarah processed this information quietly. Her brush making sure and quick strokes on her canvas. After 2 solid hous of painting she had his fully down. An empty space right in front him next to the wall, right where she would be placed.
Sarah stretched turning to put her pallet away.
“You can get dressed now, we still have two more sessions to go before your painting is complete so be here at seven am sharp tomorrow morning,” she instructed. She gave a startled gasp as he grabbed her arm, yanked her around and he pressed her up against the counter. Several of her paints fell do the floor as he roughly pulled off her shirt and pants.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” She yelled, hopping off the counter and trying to run to the door. She screamed as he grabbed her again and dumped her onto her stomach on the wide bed, used for her clients.
“I’m about to fuck a beautiful woman, who wants me just as bad as I want her!” He exclaimed. Ripping her panties and pulling them off of her, her bra came off next.
Sarahs heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest as she felt him push her legs apart. His hand held her back forward and her bum was raised high in the air. Sarah whimpered slightly as she felt her wetness ooze out of her and down her legs.
Lee put the tip of his dick at the entrance of her pussy and slammed into her hard. Sarah raised up off the bed screaming, her back pressed up against his chest. He filled her, stretched her so wide Sarah though she might split apart. He grabed her hips and began to roughly jerk her back against his. Sarah heard the impact of him hitting her pussy each thrust and moaned, biting her lip. He turned her face to the side and ravashed her mouth, still slapping his hips against her hard. Sarah clamped around his dick hard, all the breath leaving her lungs as his fingers sought out her nipple, pinching the hardened peak hard between his fingers. Sarah screamed into his mouth as she came around him. He pulled out and yanked her off the bed, forcefully pushing her down onto her knees in front of him, pushing her mouth down onto his cock.
He hissed as she sucked him hard into her mouth, her tongue dancing around the tip, flicking it. His hands tightened in her hair as he burst into her mouth, making her swallow every drop. He pulled her lushious mouth away from him and looked down at her.
“You are going to go and cancel every appointment tomorrow. I want you all to myself. You wont be going anywhere for a long time.”
And with that he pulled her to her feet and pushed her in the direction of her office.
Sarah blushed as she picked up the telephone…..maybe this is what the great background of her life needed, a good change of scenery.
