"If you can stay still for five minutes like that, then sure," I said after laughing.
"Ok, good point," Amanda said. She relaxed, sat against my wall, and started a timer on her phone. She propped it up against a pillow so I could see the timer.
It was distracting drawing Amanda at first. I spent so much time looking at her and taking in every detail, yet when it came time to try and put those details on paper, I was overwhelmed. How could I replicate the sweet beauty in her smile, the little dimple on the left corner of her eye, the fullness of her lips, the cuteness of her nose, or the kind intelligence that danced in her eyes? I forgot all my life drawing lessons from class when, rather than trying to get the basic shapes of her pose, I spent the entire time trying to translate the beauty I saw onto the paper. I was hyperaware of the time yet made little progress as I obsessed over every line. The timer finished, and I barely had anything to show for it.
"Want me to do another pose?" Amanda asked. She had watched me draw the entire time and must have caught my agitation.
"No, I think I will do a couple more of this position, and then I will ask you to move," I said, trying to replicate the art class lessons.
"I love you. You can do this," Amanda said and smiled at me.
"Thank you, I love you too," I responded and couldn't help but smile back at her. I took a deep breath, leaned forward, and started the timer. This time, I was able to better focus on the entirety of her form, beginning with the curve of her thighs, spreading out from them in broad strokes as he drew her torso, following the contours of her body, and then filled in the shapes of her lower legs, arms, and then a rough circle for her head. I was halfway through my time when I went back over my lines, thicker now that I knew what changes I wanted to make to them. I was starting to detail her face when the timer finished. I looked down at my work, a step in the right direction, but I could now see all the places I could have more effectively done my line work.
"One more time," I said. Amanda nodded. I started the timer. I started with the slope of her shoulders and the parallel line of her waist, and then, in quick lines, I connected those lines, continuing the downward lines to draw the outer lines of her legs, feet, and then her inner legs and thighs. I knew that I had the outline of her body done much faster this time, but I didn't let myself get distracted by the timer as I started filling in the details of her body and then her face. When the timer went off, I had much more of her down on the paper than the previous attempts, but I knew I still had room for improvement.
"Is it ok if I see them so far?" Amanda asked.
"Yeah," I said, glad to have a brief break from drawing. I could draw for long periods of time with no problem, but these sprint-style drawings left me feeling exhilarated in the moment but then exhausted afterward.
Amanda looked at the drawings, lingering on the last couple. "I know I need to fix the proportions. They are a bit off," I said.
"Didn't you say these were practice ones?" Amanda asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"Well, stop beating yourself up because even your practice drawings look amazing," Amanda said. She pulled me in and kissed me sweetly. The kiss lingered and deepened, taking my breath away. "You got this," Amanda said. She went and sat back down on the bed, this time spreading her legs so that I could see her pussy. I stared at it, starting to get hard. "Well, are you going to start drawing?" Amanda asked.
"Oh yeah." I set the timer for five minutes this time. Now that I was warmed up and with Amanda's motivation, I could quickly get down the contours of her body. I went back through, going darker as I fixed my lines and started filling in the details. It was easy because the shape of the towel on her body gave me a shortcut, allowing me to use its form to contour her curves but use its rectangular shape to make the process easier. The ripples, folds, and shadows on the towels gave me extra places of detail that I was quick to fill in. The rest of the details came with less effort than before, and with a few strokes, I had Amanda's face on the paper. I was rubbing her paper thighs to get the shadows and her pussy shaded right when my timer went off.
"How did it come out?" Amanda asked me. I held up the drawing, and her eyes went wide. You did that in five minutes? It looks amazing!" she said.
"Thank you," I said, not knowing how to take the compliment. I thought it looked better than the last ones, but I could see some lines were a little off, and I wished I could shade the towel and her skin better to make them contrast better.
"Stop selling yourself short. It looks great. In fact, I think you deserve a reward for it," Amanda said. She stood up, let her hair out of the towel, and then pulled away the one wrapped around her, exposing her beautiful body. "How about you don't give yourself a timer this time?" Amanda said as she lounged on the bed with one of her legs up.
"Are you doing the Titanic pose?" I asked.
"Just shut up and draw," she said with a smile.
Even though I didn't have a timer going, I still drew the initial parts of the sketch with the same quick motions as before. Once I had her entire figure outlined, I went back over it heavier this time to fix any places that were off. I would fill in some details and look back up, locking in what I wanted to do before rapidly filling in the next section. Amanda would smile when I looked at her. Any time I started to feel overwhelmed that I wouldn't capture Amanda's beauty, her smile would help me stop obsessing about being perfect and focus on what I was doing.
I lost track of time as I filled in the drawing, spending a good amount of time rubbing and cleaning up the drawing to capture the different tones on her skin from where the light hit her and where the shadows gathered. Amanda was the perfect model and never complained or moved while I worked on my drawing.
I glanced at my phone and saw that almost thirty minutes had passed. I looked back at the drawing and compared it to Amanda. I was surprised with myself. I felt proud when looking down at one of my drawings for once.
"Are you done?" she asked me quietly without moving.
"Yeah, I think so," I said, feeling simultaneously exhilarated and exhausted at the same time from drawing at such a fast pace for so long.
"Can I move then?" Amanda asked.
"Yeah."
"Oh thank god," Amanda said, dramatically flopping into my bed.
"Don't be such a baby," I said with a smile.
"Can I see it?" Amanda reached out.
"Here," I said as I handed it to her. Her eyes went wide when she looked at the drawing.
"I love it," Amanda said in a hushed voice. After a moment longer, she set the picture down on my nightstand and walked over to me. She climbed into my lap and kissed me, pressing her nude body against me. Without breaking our kiss for longer than a second, she pulled my shirt over my head, kissing me again before she finished taking it off. Her breasts were right in my face, so I eagerly latched onto one of her nipples, sucking hard on it.
"That feels so good," Amanda said as she cradled my head to her breasts. I sucked in almost her entire perky tit, flicking my tongue against her nipple at the same time. Amanda moaned and started to grind against my erection, pressing right up against it through my basketball shorts. I pulled back to catch my breath, and Amanda eagerly pressed her other breast against my mouth, urging me to suck on it. I teased her this time, swirling my tongue around it. Amanda groaned in frustration and held my head still with one hand, and with the other, she held her breast as she pressed it into my mouth. I sucked even harder on it this time, making her moan even louder.
Amanda stood up and grabbed at the waistband of my shorts. I raised my hips as she pulled my shorts and boxers down at the same time. I kicked my shoes off and my shorts with them as Amanda got down on her knees at the edge of the bed. "Stand in front of me," she said. I did as she said and she started to jerk me off as she kissed her way up my thigh, causing me to break out in goosebumps. She kissed and sucked on my balls, making me groan from the unexpected spike in pleasure while she continued to stroke my cock.
