Life Drawing

We known each other for a few months before you I convinced you to sit for a drawing. You have seen some of my artwork before and thought it was good but something about how I drew women made you want me to draw you. Still, felt nervous when you arrived at my studio. You showed up wearing a sundress that flatters your figure. The way my eyes took you in made you feel beautiful. We make small talk while you position yourself on a chair and I set up my tools. Before I start I gently adjust the placement of your arms and head. I apologize for not asking permission to touch you. You said it was okay.

I start drawing as we continue our conversation. I start to get frustrated, something feels off but I can't put my finger on it. I ask you to reposition yourself. While you adjust I catch a glimpse under your dress. I'm sure you didn't mean for me to see anything but it causes a stir in my pants. I start on a blank page and find myself focusing on your legs. You notice a shift in my posture.

My pants are increasingly becoming uncomfortable. I move back to your face and realize what I want to capture in my drawing. I get up and adjust your limbs like I did before but this time my hand lingers on your knee. I turn your head to look at me and you see a look of hunger in my eyes. My hand slowly moves up your leg. You instinctively open your legs wider as I move closer to your womanhood. You gasp when I touch you through your panties and I'm surprised that you are already wet. I smile and start rubbing your vulva. Your breathing becomes erratic.

I become frustrated with the hindrance of your panties. I hike up your dress to make it easier to see as I removed your panties. You are beautiful and your scent is intoxicating. Your eyes seem to be fixated on the bulge in my pants. My penis longs to be freed but I ignore it. My hand resumes it's work, you are even wetter than before and your moans are getting louder.

I feel overwhelmed by the need to taste you. I kneel down and my tongue traces your slit from the bottom to the top and flicks your clitoris before heading back to the bottom. This causes you to shake and every flick of your clit seems to make your shaking more powerful. You taste delicious. My tongue starts lapping your sweet juices as it darts into your love canal. I replace my tongue with a finger and you hold your breath. I insert a second finger and you grab onto my curly hair tightly. You know you are close. My tongue flicks your clit again before I engulf it with my mouth and suck.

You let out a scream that shakes your body to its core as your orgasm overtakes you. Your butt leaves the chair while I continue to suck on your hard nub. I break away so I can breathe and you start coming down. You feel my fingers exit, you look down to where they were and see the head of my engorged cock. I place it at your entrance as I removed my shirt.

Your hands rub my chest hair before one finds a path to my penis. Our eyes are locked and the look of pleasure that comes over my face when you squeeze my shaft excites you.

You enjoy the feel of my cock in your hand, the weight, the firmness, the heat coming of it. You tease yourself and with its large head. I start growling as I enjoy your teasing. You place me back at your entrance, moving the head halfway in. I thrust hard and the sudden feeling of fullness causes you to scream.

I wait for a moment partly to make sure I didn't hurt you and partly to enjoy the feeling of your warmth wrapped around my cock. I begin pumping, slowly at first but find a good rhythm quickly. You moan with almost every thrust and I growl. I pull down the front of your dress, finally freeing your breasts from their cloth prison. My hands grab your magnificent globes and I bring one to my mouth a flick your hard nipple the same way I did to your clit. This seems to trigger a memory in your clit and your body seems to link them so everything your nipples feel your clit feels it too. Your breathing becomes erratic, I bite one nipple while my hand pinches the other and your second orgasm hits you. You announce it with a scream of pleasure and your vaginal muscles squeeze my cock as if they were trying to coax me into releasing my essence into you. They come close.

As you come down from your orgasm you pull my face towards yours and we kiss. Our tongues wrestle with each other. While kissing my thrusts feel shallower so I move your legs and rest them on my shoulders. It now feels like I'm deeper than before and I can feel the head of my cock kiss your cervix. This added stimulus triggers the start of my orgasm. My pace quickens as I try to get as much pleasure as possible. The increased speed brings you close to another orgasm. You feel me getting even harder just before a wave of warmth fills you as I explode. My second pulse pushes you over the edge and your muscles start milking me for every drop.

When my pulsing stops I look at your face and see what I was looking for. I quickly move back to my drawing board to capture the beauty of a satisfied woman.