Summers End

This is final chapter of the twenty-one part Friends series. Generally, each story can be read independently, but the characters and plot line make much more sense if you have read the earlier parts. This story in particular expects some of the earlier chapters to have been read, ideally all of them.

I intend on writing individual stories in this universe, following the further developments of the friends, but this chapter brings a close to the immediate story arc. Future stories will revisit how the characters develop.

This chapter starts the morning after "The Circle Grows" ends. As with the majority of stories in the series, this is told from Lisa's perspective.

I apologize that this chapter came out much longer than I was expecting. I hope you enjoy the ending. And to those of you who have made it through all twenty-one parts, thanks for coming on this ride with me.

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"Fuck me Tim, Fuck me!"

My weekend wakeup call comes through the wall from the guest bedroom. This may be even better than having Audrey bring me a cup of coffee and ogle me as I wake up. I can masturbate to these sounds.

The words have transitioned to grunting and moaning, Tim's grunting and Audrey's moaning. The hand in my pussy is keeping time with their beat. As I hear the need in their voices increase, I pick up the tempo on my clit. My other hand is now pinching my nipples. Despite the workout Alan gave me last night in the living room, with four pairs of eyes watching, I am ready for another orgasm this morning. As Audrey's moan transition to a shriek, marking the start of her climax, my fingers bring me to my own.

I relish in the afterglow until I hear the shower go on. That means Tim is taking his shower and Audrey, my best friend, my virtual lover this morning, my actual lover other days, is about to appear in the hallway. Wearing just a tee shirt.

I pull my kimono loosely around me and meet her there and we walk arm in arm into the kitchen. This is one of my favorite rituals in a week.

Alan is working on breakfast as we arrive in the kitchen. He is holding a cup of coffee out for me -- God, I love this man -- even as his eyes wander to take in Audrey's pussy in its usual bloom. I give him a big good morning hug and then sit at my usual spot, sip my coffee and ogle the pussy now exposed across the table from me.

"Chocolate chip pancakes, sausage and fresh fruit for breakfast today," he informs us.

"So who is our IT partner candidate that you are meeting this week?" I ask.

"I have only seen her resume. Marty talked to her on the phone. She is about a decade older than we are. She was running the IT group for a mid-sized city and was ambitious enough to want to try her hand as a contractor. Apparently, she hadn't really thought through how much back office support is required for consulting and is now frustrated by how much of that she has to do. One of Marty's network knows her and recommended her."

"Sounds like it could be a very good fit."

"I am visiting a client out there the next day. If I really like her, I will bring her along to see how we interact and how she deals with a client."

Tim appears dressed in jeans and a tee. Despite being October, the weather is still nice enough for a tee. Alan starts cooking the pancakes.

"How are our future porn stars feeling about fucking on stage in front of an audience?" Alan asks.

"I am horny as hell," Audrey exclaims loudly. "I would have gone two or maybe three more rounds with Tim, but I need to leave something in his tank. Kind of the opposite concern of two weeks ago, when he was not supposed to have a boner while he was modeling."

"But it's good you took care of me once or I might have shot my wad in one of the first few poses," Tim adds.

"I guess it is a balancing act," I say. "God knows I am horny as hell just thinking about watching and trying to draw all this action. You had everyone about to break out in an orgy with your poses last week Audrey. Even Anne was seriously flustered."

"And masturbated in her car, you told me," Audrey adds. "I was too busy myself to notice."

"I wonder if the husbands of all my female classmates know what is going to hit them this evening. I predict an unusual surge in early evening sex in this city."

Once we have finished eating, Audrey announces, "I am going to go take my shower. And take care of something else while I am in there. Maybe more than once."

She is rubbing her exposed pussy as she leaves the kitchen. I am not sure she will wait for the shower before her relief starts. But I have to admit, some relief in the shower sounds like a good plan.

I start in on cleaning up from breakfast while she is in the shower. Audrey is still in the shower when I walk by the guest suite. I stick my head in their room and shout, "Save some hot water for me. Masturbating in a cold shower sucks!"

"Just one more time. And here it comes. OOOOH!"

I hear the water turn off.

A clean body and two orgasms later, I feel better when I come back out to meet them. Alan is in the study. I give him a quick goodbye kiss, and glancing at his tissue box, I say, "Remember to save something for me tonight."

He blushes and retorts, "I lied last night when I said I wouldn't be able to walk comfortably until Monday. It might be Tuesday. But I will make it happen tonight and hopefully tomorrow night. That has to get me through for the three days I am in Cupertino."

I had forgotten about what his trip was this week. Alan was right that it was Apple looking at buying Zardoz labs and apparently he is considered to be one of the crown jewels of the purchase, if it happens. We should talk about this some more tonight.

When I get back to the others, Audrey asks, "Are you okay? You look a little, I don't know, overwhelmed?"

"Yeah, I was just think about Alan being gone most of the week. But I will be on the road with Marty two days of it anyway," I say, only half lying.

The possibility of Apple buying Zardoz is an extreme secret. I am not supposed to know about it at all. Alan only knows because they want to meet with him as part of their due diligence.

"Let's go and watch you two fuck!" I say, trying to return to my earlier excitement.

When we arrive, Anne is the only one there. She checks in with Audrey and Tim. They say they are fine, but I can see Tim especially is nervous. They go off to change into their robes.

While they are gone, I show Anne my latest pictures, both the pair with Audrey and MaryA and the trio I drew of MaryB yesterday morning. She likes all of them. I think my pictures are at least consistently good. Great seems to be a rare crapshoot, but I can live with consistently good in between.

I explain that I am thinking about starting to sell some. She asks if I have ever learned to do any framing. I admit I haven't. She says I need to master that and start mounting and framing my drawings. Or find a professional I trust and can develop a relationship with. I need to mount the pictures I will be submitting soon anyway.

She recommends waiting to choose a gallery or start selling. If either of my drawings gets accepted into the exhibition, it will be easy to find a gallery. And my prices go up substantially. Four figures instead of three figures per drawing.

I give her a hug at the end of our talk. I am not sure if we will have a chance after class today. And this may be my last class with her. She has been transformative to me.

The other students are trickling in. I see Mary come in. She gives me a big hug.

"I tried to follow your suggestions. I couldn't make him wait as long as you teased me yesterday, but it still was so much better. He thought it was amazing. Thank you!"

She gives me another big hug and then sets her easel to my right. The normal students all had regular spots we drew from. The man who is usually next to me did not stay for this special session. I think he was intimidated by Tim's cock.

I tell Mary that I will be at Audrey's tournament next Saturday, so no modeling. I assume we are back on the next week.

Anne calls the class to order. "Everyone knows why we are here today and we all know our two models, Audrey and Tim. The basic structure will be the same, with four short poses before break and three longer after break. Audrey has asked that the first two poses be fifteen minutes while the second two are the ten minute ones. In the second half, all three will run for the usual twenty five minutes.

"I have one special rule that is only necessary for tonight. I do not want to see any private parts of any artists today. This was not an invitation to an orgy. If you need to leave the room to take care of matters or regain your composure, make sure you do so.

"I also want to note that we need to a little more forgiving of some movement in our models this afternoon. This may be especially true in the later poses. I assume you all understand and can manage to compensate in your drawings. So let's give an opening thank you to Audrey and Tim for their willingness to do their special poses today for us."

Everyone claps. Audrey drops her robe and steps up to the chair near the front of the low stage. She sits it the chair facing the center of the class and spreads her legs. She reaches a hand into her pussy. She mostly holds still, but every minute or two she makes one circle around her pussy and takes a deep breath.

Otherwise, her eyes stay closed and she is barely breathing. I focus on drawing her face; from the side, I don't have a good view of her hand or her pussy. She looks like she is anticipating an orgasm, one that will be delayed a long time. I try to capture the hunger and the anticipation in her expression. This is not acting on her part; I am sure she is imagining what it will feel like when her release finally comes.

When Anne calls time, Audrey just pulls her hand back and relaxes in the chair. I glance over at Mary's drawing. She apparently could just see the hand in her pussy and drew her from her shins up. It is a nice suggestive angle, without the explicitness that I am sure many in the middle drew.

Anne announces next pose, and Tim drops his robe and walks up to stand next to the chair, where Audrey is still sitting. He is on the far side of the chair from me; the other side probably has a pretty boring pose. He has one hand on the back of the chair, the other is in her pussy. Her torso is turned slightly to him and she is giving him a slow hand job.

He was not quite fully erect when he came forward, but that is a short term issue. I focus on drawing the hand on his cock. It is a little trickier to draw because Audrey will not hold her hand still. This is only my second time drawing an erect penis, both Tim's.

I am happy with the picture when time is called. I glance over at Mary's picture; she chose about the same framing as I did. It is a better drawing than her first was.

Audrey stands up this time and they hug briefly before they both shake out their arms. Anne calls next pose and Audrey sits in the chair again, legs spread. Tim kneels on the floor between her legs and plants his face in her crotch. She reaches her hands up and grabs her own breasts, pinching each nipple between a thumb and forefinger, while each palm hefts the weight of a mammary.

I focus on one breast and the hand with it. This is a better picture than when I drew one of her breasts almost two months ago. I had forgotten that this was a short pose, It is good that I drew something straightforward.

Tim apparently interpreted the time differently. He went from minimal contact to aggressively licking her clit. She climaxes loudly, surprising many of us who were working on setting up for the last pose.

Anne glowers at them a bit, then calls next pose. She is not giving them an extra break.

Tim stands up. Audrey stands up and leans forward, her hands on his thighs to balance herself. Her mouth wraps around his cock, with the entire head in her mouth.

I have a perfect view of this pose and focus on her face and mouth as well as his shaft, balls and pubic hair. The people in the center, who have see all the action until now, only have a view of Tim's ass and his very muscled back. Fun to draw, but not what they were hoping for this afternoon.

When time is called, Tim and Audrey stand up, give each other a quick hug, and walk back to pick up their robes. They are standing at the back of stage, each with an arm around the other when Anne comes up. She looks a little grumpy.

"You should have warned me if that was the plan," she starts.

"It wasn't planned, I just thought Audrey needed it," Tim says.

"I did need that. Do you know what it's like to have fingers or a tongue in your pussy for most of an hour without actually being able to get release?"

"Hrrmph!"

Anne climbs off the stage and looks at the drawings. I actually think she is just grumpy because she isn't allowed to find release herself. A much higher percentage of students than usual take a bathroom break immediately. I think some relief is being found in the ladies room right now.

Audrey goes to the very back of the stage and grabs her yoga mat that is rolled up. Tim moves the chair to the back of the stage and Audrey unrolls the mat perpendicular to the front of the stage.

They both come down and socialize with Mary and me for a while. Anne calls five minutes. Audrey and Tim climb up on the stage. They go the very back with Tim's back to the class. I think Audrey is giving him a hand job to get him back to fully erect.

Anne calls next pose and they drop their robes. Tim lies face up on the mat, his head towards the class. From my angle looking across him, it is obvious that Audrey did manage to get a full erection on him. Audrey lies face down on top, her pussy towards the center of the class. She takes his cock in her mouth again. She takes a few strokes up and down to give it some moisture and freezes most of the way at the top, bring a hand to wrap around the base.

Knowing I have the full twenty five minutes to draw, I go for all of them, from his toes to hers with all the interesting points in between. I notice that she occasionally squeezes his cock, trying to give him just enough stimulation to keep him fully erect without overly exciting him.

When time is called, I have a reasonable drawing technically, but it doesn't capture the sexuality that is present. Audrey and Tim stand up and give each other a hug before walking around. Audrey, in particular is shaking out her left arm, the one that was holding Tim's cock during that pose.

She bends over at one point and rotates the mat, now parallel to the front of the stage. She asks Anne, "Is it okay if I give him some attention to firm him up?"

Anne nods. She crouches down and gives Tim about a minute of oral attention.

Anne calls next pose. Tim again lies down face up, now with his head almost within arm reach of me. Audrey walks over and straddles him, back towards me. She is on her knees and slowly lowers herself onto his cock. She lowers herself all the way and then comes off about half way. She is bent forward, her hands on his ankles.

Mary and I, along with everyone on our side or the center have a fabulous view of his cock spreading her labia. The artists on the other side have a nice view of her leaning down over his legs, her boobs hanging down.

Both Mary and I take advantage of our view, drawing very detailed images of the union of their privates. I really like my picture. I am sure it is too explicit to submit for the exhibition, but it is amazingly sexy and lifelike. I may let Audrey and Tim have this one. She will definitely like it. I bet he does as well. Probably not one they are willing to hang on their wall. At least not when her sister is here next week.

When time is called, Audrey tells Anne, "I am going to take a minute of my break and get some relief."

Anne rolls her eyes but nods. Audrey reaches down and finds her clit and begins to rock aggressively on Tim's cock. It takes less than a minute for her to find her release. No one is startled by her cry this time; every one of us has watched, enraptured by her actions. Including Anne.

She and Tim then stand up and hug again. She gives him several big kisses before wiggling her arms. He is doing some of the same stretches that he did between his long poses two weeks ago.

When Anne calls last pose, he lies back down where he was. She again straddles him, but now she is facing me. Well Mary and me. She again lowers her self down and freezes. She gives Tim a quick kiss and then supports herself on her arms.

Those arms are going to get mighty tired, I think to myself.

I set myself to drawing the outlines of their bodies quickly. I am glad I did, because just as I am starting to fill in details, she is starting to rock her hips slowly back and forth back and forth. Mary had started with just her chest and now is struggling to get pieces drawn in the right place to each other.

I have the picture almost down except her face when she suddenly becomes frantic in her movements. Tim is thrusting upwards into her. A moment later she is lost in her climax, her face frozen by the sensations flowing through her. She actually holds her orgasm face for almost thirty seconds while Tim finds his release and the energy flows from one of them to the other and back again.

I am feverishly drawing the structure of her face in that moment, while trying to burn every detail into my brain. She collapses onto Tim's chest and then rises up just enough to kiss him passionately, before dropping back onto his chest, her arms spent.

I am feverishly drawing to dump that image onto paper.

Anne meekly calls time.

I continue feverishly drawing.

Anne steps on stage and walks over to them.

I am still drawing as quickly as I can.

Anne offers Audrey a hand up, which she accepts and then leans over to offer Tim a hand.

I am drawing.

Audrey and Tim hug passionately and then turn to the class, arms around each other, as Anne says, "Please give a big hand to our two models today. That was very special."

I draw one last bit, put my pencil down, and add to the end of the applause.

This is the picture I was trying to draw a month ago. The one my mind could see but my pencil couldn't produce. This embodies the moment of ecstasy. This is my favorite picture I have ever drawn. Nothing else comes close. I doubt I will ever top it.

Anne asks people to let Tim and Audrey see their pictures before we leave. They pull on their robes and follow Anne down off the stage. She starts at the far side of the room first. I have a few minutes to get my self collected and organized.

I need to know if Anne sees the same thing in this picture that I do.

They are now looking at Mary's pictures. They are good, better than most of the class has been drawing. Except for the last one, when their movement threw her for a loop. That one didn't work. Anne gives her some suggestions and thanks her for coming this afternoon.

All four of them come over to see my drawings, I have put them back up in the order they were drawn. The first five draw comments from Anne like very well done, good picture, etc.

She pauses for a moment longer on the next to last picture.

"That is one of the best drawings you have done. It is too explicit to submit to the exhibition, but it is a spectacular picture."

"I was going to give it to Tim and Audrey."

"You do realize that it may become valuable if you get accepted into the exhibition."

"Who deserves it more than the two of them." I then turn to Audrey and Tim, saying, "Assuming you want it."

They are both nodding their heads yes.

Then I show my last drawing. My perfect drawing.

Anne is dead silent. I don't know what to think. I can see tears welling up in her eyes.