0 comments/ 14393 views/ 0 favorites A Work of Art By: Moonlight_33 Stepping from the carriage, Melissa looked at the tumbled down cottage that was the home of the most renowned artist in the district, probably in the entire country. How a man with such ability could live in these conditions was beyond her understanding, something about staying in touch with the real world. Still, who was she to question how another man chose to live his life. It had taken her almost a year to get him to agree upon painting her portrait, and she wasn't going to loose this opportunity by being judgmental. Lifting her skirts to step over a small puddle left from last night's rains, she made her way to the door and knocked lightly. Dale Stevens was a very private man, and guarded his personal life very closely, only allowing others into his home on such occasions of business. He was already irritated by the fact the Melissa Christian, a high born brat and social butterfly, was fifteen minutes late for her sitting. He was a busy man and much in demand, not one to be kept waiting idly by while upper class ladies took their leisure. He opened the door and glared at her, startling her slightly. At 27 he still look like a youth. Strong and well built, handsome in every sense of the word, his dark eyes deep and penetrating hidden only by the long strands of sandy blond hair that hung lose over his face. He looked nothing like she would have expected an artist of his stature to look, nothing at all. He gave her an arrogant look. "You're late." With that he turned his back on her, walking back into the cabin, leaving her to follow. She was still in a state of shock from this man's mannerisms when he pointed to a stool against the wall and grunted, motioning for her to sit. She plopped to the stool, her eyes welling up with tears and her bottom lip trembling. Never had she been so disappointed, or so offended. Dale took one look at her pouting features and threw his arms in the air despairingly. "Madam. When I paint, I paint perfection. Now unless you intend for me to paint the perfect sulking child, I suggest you smile." Melissa's tears spilled forth in a fountain, jumping up and running for the door, his strong arms capturing her before she was able to flee. Pressing her face against his chest, he stroked her hair, hushing her like a child. "I am sorry little one. I did not mean to be so harsh. I am tired and wrought with frustration and I am afraid it has given me leave of my senses. I beg your forgiveness." He kissed her forehead softly; lifting her chin with his finger to gaze into her pale blue eyes. She was a beauty. Soft and pale, perfect in structure, a work of art in her making. There was hurt in the watery depths of her eyes, hurt and something unexpected, desire. No doubt her husband had no idea what beauty was his to hold each and every night. Marrying for money and social standing, never giving thought to love and passion, and what was life without love and passion? It was empty. Empty like this young woman's heart. Her eye's looked into his, locking onto his soul and pleading with him for the passion she so desperately lacked in her life. How could he deny such an impassioned plea? He could not. His mouth met hers in a hungry kiss. His tongue pushing through her soft pouting lips, reaching forth to explore the inner reaches of her exquisite mouth. Her lips closed around him, sucking him deeper into her mouth, moaning softly with her desire. His hand found her supple breast as his mouth found her throat, kissing and squeezing her tender scented flesh. His hands reached for the laces on the back of her bodice, loosening them to allow him the privilege of setting her ripe, rounded breasts free from their silken prison. How perfect and full they were. Wasted on a man who no doubt knew nothing of the true pleasures of a woman. He pressed them together, burying his face between her soft and tender mounds of perfection. Pushing them together and sucking both of her pink, hard pebbles into his mouth. Flickering his tongue back and forward between them. Worshiping them as they should be worshiped, teasing and tantalizing them in just such a way as it should be done. Melissa's head was thrown back; her slender fingers buried deep in his thick hair, her flesh burning beneath his scorching lips. Never had she felt such desire, such pure animal lust, such wonton need. Sweeping her up in his arms, he carried her to his bed, lying her down with tender reverence. His eye's absorbed every inch of her perfection, her unblemished skin, her proud breasts, her heated panting breath. He could not leave her thus. He was not beast enough to leave such a creature of perfection unpleasured. Lifting her skirts, he reached for her, delighted to find her delicate juices already flowing free from her exquisite feminine center. T'would be a sin to waist such sweetness. Reaching out with his tongue, he sought to taste her, devour her. Delight in the magnificence of her womanhood. He felt her body shudder as he stroked her love bud with the tip of his strong masculine tongue. Rolling it, shaping it, worshiping it with his tender attentions. She was a work of art to be loved and admired, sculpted and crafted for the sweet perfection that was her pleasure. Driving his tongue deep into her divinity, stoking a sinful fire deep within her loins with his unworthy fingers, he strived to teach this vision of loveliness, this angel, how to spread her wings and fly. On and on he worked, the master of his craft, gifted in just such the art as he practiced at this moment. At last she was there, flying high on the wings of her pleasure, rewarding his humble mouth with the gift of her sweet nectar. He would not waist a drop of her sweet honey, licking and devouring every glorious drop of dew on her soft pink petals. Pulling her into his strong embrace, his lips found hers in a kiss that pleaded for his own fulfillment. Pleaded for her to worship the perfection of his form as he had worshiped hers. Her eyes told him yes. Standing back from the bed that was the pedestal for this perfect sculpture of womanly grace, he pulled his shirt free of his rippling torso, his breath heavy as this goddess before him raked her fingertips over his chest, pausing to play and dance amongst the thick hairs that covered his dark flesh. Her lips burned into him, torturing him with the intensity of their heat, burning their mark on his soul. He groaned as her hands reached for his belt buckle, his loose pants falling into a pile of disregarded fabric around his ankles. She gazed upon him in all his glory, his splendid example of masculinity extended hard and ready before her sensuous eyes. She licked her lips, her slender tongue moistening the object of his desire, making them glisten and shimmer in the pale light of his disheveled cabin. He came to her, standing with all of his manhood at her tender mercy. Wrapping her porcelain fingers around his thick shaft, she leaned forward to bless his throbbing head with a delicate kiss. Her lips were like rose petals folding around his throbbing stem, licking the pollen that was his pre cum from his perfect mushroom shaped head. He groaned in his heat, that a goddess such as this would find him worthy of her voluptuous mouth. Slowly she sucked him deeper into her melting cavern, running her tongue over him, rubbing him against the back of her throat. Squeezing his tender jewels in her other hand, he watched as she worshiped him, pleasured him. She wanted something more from him, something she had never had. Turning on the bed, she climbed to her hands and knees, lifting her skirts high and presenting him with her greatest treasure. He could keep himself from her heated glory no longer. Climbing onto this pedestal of pleasure, his thrust himself deep inside her. No longer and artist, but an animal mounting a female in heat, thrusting and groaning, pounding into the very depths of her femininity. She was the goddess of love, heat and fire, using the powers of her divine beauty to milk him of his sturdy seed. Feeling her heat swell and pulse around him, he could wait no more, flooding her heavenly womb with his hungry seed. Holding himself deep within her milky depths until he was drained of all he had to offer. He lay on the bed, holding this supreme work of art to his sweating chest, kissing with tenderness the glory that was she. Returning to the easel, he began to paint, praying to the goddess that his hands would do justice to the already perfect image before him. A month to the day, Melissa returned with her husband to that very same tumbled down cottage to collect her image and pay her dues. When Melissa gifted her husband with the work of art that was her lovely face, immortalized on canvas, never did he imagine that sweet and loving smile that adorned her beauty, that soft sparkle in her eyes, was meant for any but him. Nor did he for a moment guess that the child that blossomed within his dear wife's womb was any but his. Little did he know, that babe was a work of art. A Work Of Art It's you. By an act of fate, you are here in front of me. I am in awe of your body, and I admire you from a short distance, speechless and unable to form words. My eyes travel leisurely over the full picture that is you. Beautiful, thick, dark hair. Broad shoulders. Arms chiseled, yet inviting a warm embrace that will inevitably end too quickly. Midsection is solid, intentional, set beautifully over the perfect ass: easy to watch as you walk away, stopping traffic and stealing glances wherever you go. Your legs are powerful, shapely, with a confident and purposeful stride. Your face is a work of art. Deep black eyes accenting high cheeks that frame your gorgeous smile, eyes alive with the heat that emanates from you. You are art that only gets better with time. My mind wanders to a private place where we can spend all the time we need without the constraints of schedules or subtlety. Time has stopped. I admire your cuts, angles and curves at close range, tracing a line across your shoulders, down your arms, around your waist; encircling your beautiful ass, kneading it with my hands and forcing myself to pull away. I set my sights on what I now know is the most beautiful dick I've ever seen or held. Clean shaven, showing full shaft and balls so enticing I can't wait to get my mouth around them. I'm wet now, pussy lips quivering, waiting their turn to entertain this gorgeous dick in front of me. I lick my lips, tongue reaching out tentatively, waiting for a sign from you to move in closer. Your dick is straining against your body, seeming to pull your hips towards me and your dick directly into my mouth. The first lick explores, my tongue flicking over the tip, down one side of the shaft, and gently brushing over your balls. You taste so good and I want to devour you. I lick my way back to the tip of your dick, lightly probing for cum, determined to taste your sweet juice, swallowing every drop. I play around the tip, holding your balls in my hand, feeling them swell as your dick gets harder. I ease my mouth over your dick, thick and heavy as it slides over my tongue and into my throat. Your skin is soft to the touch yet solid as a brick as it fills with semen. Your eyes are closed and a sensual smile plays across your lips as you enjoy me enjoying you. Now you're ready, and your face wears a grin of anticipation. I'm licking you faster, covering your dick from swollen tip to heavy balls with rivers of saliva to keep you half as wet as my pussy is, waiting to feel you explode in my mouth; coaxing an ocean of cum past my waiting lips and down my parched throat. You grab my hair and force my face against your body, ensuring my mouth will not let go. I grab your ass to force your dick closer into my face, preventing even one drop of your delicious liquid from spilling outside of my mouth. Each thrust glues us together, your dick growing longer and harder, and now I'm sure that this beautiful dick connected to a gorgeous man is going to break through the back of my head and I'm taking every inch because nothing has ever tasted better to me and I want to feel you explode... You cry out slightly as you cum, your hands still on my head, my hands still on your ass and my mouth drinking hungrily as your warm liquid shoots out of your dick. I lick you more, sucking the head of your dick for any last drops and enjoying your dick's steady throbbing as it recovers. You pull away, lay me on my back and bury your face in my soaking wet pussy. You find your rhythm and have me purring in ecstasy almost immediately. Flicking, probing, gentle nibbling has my pussy straining for every bit of your touch. I gasp for air and beg you not to stop. I've never felt anything like this and never knew I could be this wet. I hold my breath when you take your tongue away, only for it to catch in my throat when you shove that beautiful dick, hard again and eager to explore, into my welcoming pussy. This is just too good to end. Each dick thrust has me gripping the grass beneath me in ecstasy. I can't get enough of your dick or your tongue, and you've got my pussy quivering out of control. You wrap my legs around your neck and plunge your dick as deep as it can go. I let out a scream as my body rocks in orgasm. My pussy grabs your dick once more as cum pours out of you. Cum drips out of my pussy and down my thigh. I'm not letting any get away, so I wipe it off and lick every drop of you off of my fingers. So amazing, and I can't wait to do it again. A Work of Art: Renee Arrives Author's Note: This will likely be a long series as right now there will be an introduction story for each girl that arrives to celebrate Chandler's birthday and use Gerald as the canvass. This series is likely to move into group sex and particularly represents a fantasy of mine. ***** Renee had been Chandler's best friend since grade school. Renee had sold AVON and Cutco in college and had amassed quite a little nest egg from it, she went into business for herself, and soon was so successful that she became one of the most eligible bachelorettes in the city. As Renee pulled up in her E class Chander came out to greet her. "Hey Renee, how are you doing?" asked Chandler as she greeted her friend. "I'm doing great Renee, happy birthday girl" replied Renee as she gave her friend Chandler a girlfriend kiss. "So where is Gerald?" "You'll see." "You are so lucky Chandler, Gerald is such a good boyfriend." "You have no idea, Renee," and as Chandler said this she thought back to her boyfriend, tied and gagged outside, panties in his mouth and duct tape over them just waiting for the girls to come out. She wanted to rub her clit to orgasm right then and there but couldn't in front of Renee, at least not yet. "So do you want something to drink, Renee?" asked Chandler. "I should be asking you, it's your birthday," replied Renee. "Yes but it's my house." "Maybe but I brought a bottle of Blue Ice Handcrafted American Potato Vodka." "Potato vodka?" "Vodka at least pure vodka and the best vodkas are supposed to be a potato based drink but most vodkas sold in America are made from indescript grains. This is made from pure Idaho potatoes. It's smooth. I mean Pinnacle is a great deal for the money and is a wonderful vodka but this is just wonderful. Got anything to mix it with Chandler?" "How about some fruit punch." "I guess that would work, ready to get fucked up Chandler?" "I guess so, God we are gonna get so fucked up today Renee." "Yes we are Chandler, you're another year older and we have to celebrate." "But at some point we'll get to the point where we celebrate the same age every year at least until we're old enough for the senior's breakfast at Denny's." "I'd rather not think about that right now Chandler, let's go inside." And with that Chandler and Renee went inside. Gerald started struggling a bit and testing his bonds. His dick was rock hard. This was turning him on. Chandler was the best thing that had ever happened to him and he loved her so. He was happy to do this for her. But still he wanted her to come back outside soon. He was starting to feel lonely and he wondered what girls Chandler was going to invite to the painting. Chandler and Renee fixed themselves a drink each and then began talking. "So where is Gerald, Chandler?" "Do you really want to see Renee?" "You mean he's here?" "Yes and that's part of the surprise and why I called you girls over here. It's his birthday present to me." "I don't understand Chandler." "You will Renee, follow me outside." Chandler and Renee went outside and Renee said "oooohhhh" as she saw Gerald tie to that pole, the duct tape of his gag glistening in the sun. "So this is his present to you Chandler, being tied up like this?" "The present is being tied up like this and letting us use him as a canvass to paint on." "You mean that old..." "Yes Renee, that old fantasy, he agreed to give it to me for my birthday, he is such a good boyfriend." "Yes he is, but he's doing this willingly and you've gagged him because..." "Because canvasses can't talk. You know the first gag I had for him was panties with my bra tied over them, he's still got panties in under that duct tape." "Sexy." Renee walked up to Chandler. "So how are you doing, Gerald?" Renee asked playfully. "Mmmpppphhhh" is all Gerald could say. "That is a very effective gag Chandler." "It is. God he looks so hot there. I sort of want to finger myself in front of him while he's tied there wanting to ravage me but can't tied to that pole and all." "That's hot Chandler. I love having guys tied up. So many guys just like to rush while we girls like to take it slow. When we have them tied down they have to go at our pace." "Yes they do." The girls spoke, knowing Gerald was hearing every word. "So we are going to be using Gerald as a canvass, Chandler?" "Yes." "Can I go ahead and start painting him?" "No, not yet, I want the other girls to arrive." "Which girls did you invite for our little party?" "I don't want to say out here where Gerald can hear us, part of the excitement is that he won't know who they'll be until they show up and that control is getting me off." "You mean." "I mean girlfriend I want to rub myself to orgasm right now." "Chandler!" "Come on Renee, you're in to tying up guys, you're telling me this isn't turning you on?" "It is a little." "Come on girl, I know you like this shit. That's why I asked you over. This is going to be so hot." "I guess. Can I tickle him Chandler?" "Be my guest, Renee." Chandler sat down and Renee walked up to Gerald. "So how does it feel to be tied up like that, Gerald?" Gerald answered Chandler's question but of course it came out as "mmmppphhh" with that gag in his mouth. "I can't hear you Gerald, you'll have to speak up." "Mmmpppphhh" "I guess that gag is making it hard to talk. You know when I gag a guy I like using my panties. That way he can taste me. My favorite is when I have him gagged and then put another pair of panties on his head. It drives them wild, they'll do anything to cum and I love that power. I am going to have so much fun today. You are lucky Chandler is here Gerald because you have no idea how intense I can make dominating a guy." "Mmmppppphhh." "It's no use to talk Gerald. A panty gag is great in that it muffles the guy and that's what turns me on, as loud as he screams in his body it comes out soft and I love taunting him. It's one of the best things about having a guy gagged. You of course need him bound so he can't take it out. It gets me so hot. You are a good boyfriend for doing this for Chandler." Gerald didn't know what to think, it's not like he could thank her with the gag in his mouth. Renee began tickling Gerald. She started off slowly at first and then ratcheted up the pace. Gerald was soon laughing uncontrollably and of course through the gag all of his laughing was muffled. "You look like you're getting him excited, Renee!" Chandler exclaimed. "I am but the good thing is he's gagged so the neighbors can't hear. You have no idea how much it turns me on having a guy bound and gagged and tickling him. Pretty much these days you can't be my boyfriend if you won't let me do this within the first month. It's something I have to do," replied Renee. "I sort of want to join in with you, Renee." "Well it's your birthday and you're the one who tied him up." "Yes I did and he looks so handsome there. You have no idea Renee how much I want to ravish him right now. You know I sucked him off this morning." "You did?" "Yep, tied to that pole in fact." "You sucked him off tied to that pole, outside?" "Yes and it's not going to be the last time today. I think Gerald is going to get all hot and bothered and so he's going to cum a lot in front of all." "You dirty dirty girl." "He's just as dirty a boy. He enjoyed my blowjob. And every girl I've invited over has been invited over because I think they'll enjoy it so you're a dirty girl too Renee." "No I'm a good girl." "No you're a dirty girl and it's my birthday so I may just have to tie you up there with Gerald." "I won't let you." "You say that but there will be other girls coming over, we can easily gang up on you or any other girl and tie her up." "Or we could all gang up on you and tie you up Chandler. After all it's you're birthday, you should be tied up with your boyfriend. We can gag you with his boxers." "That's kinky, Renee." "And tying your boyfriend to a pole and gagging him with your panties and inviting your girlfriends over to paint on him as a canvass isn't?" "Ok it's very kinky." "Yes it is and canvasses can't talk, especially when they're so tightly gagged, but they can laugh when tickled even if the gag muffles the laughter." "And that's best so the neighbors can't hear." "Yes it is but you never can tell, they might want to join in Chandler." At the sound of that Gerald got worried about being exposed like this to someone other than Chandler's friends as he and Chandler had agreed. "I can't do that Renee, my friends are one thing and everyone I've selected I know what they like, know they're down for this, and know they'll keep their mouths shut when I ask them to." "You mean I can't tell anyone, Chandler?" "No you can't, Renee." "Damn!" "Let's tickle him together." "Ok, birthday girl." The girls walked up to Gerald and double teamed. Soon he was screaming laughter through the gag and bucking at his bonds. He wished he had the strength to break out of those bonds and fuck Chandler right then and there. Actually he wanted to have Renee tied up as she watched him raw dog his Chandler. But all he could do now was take the tickle torture they were administering. "Alright, Renee I think he's had enough." "Aww, but I want to tickle him some more." "That time might come later today. Go back inside while I go get him a glass of water. I'm sure he got worked up by that." "Alright, Chandler." The girls walked back in and then Chandler walked back out with a glass of water and took the tape off and the panties out. "So how are you doing baby" asked Chandler, with a sweetness to her voice. "That tickling was intense darling." "I bet it was. How are you feeling?" "Pretty turned on actually Chandler. I love being able to do this for you." "And I love you for it, you are such a great boyfriend." "Thank you. I love you so much and I want you to have a great birthday." "I am Gerald I am. I love you so much for doing this for me." "And I love you Chandler and that's why I am doing this for you. You mean the world to me darling." "And you mean the world to me, Gerald." "So are you going to gag me again, Chandler?" "Yes I am." "Can I have a kiss before you do?" "Yes darling." Chandler gave Gerald a deep kiss that lasted for almost a minute. "I've got to do this more often Gerald. I love having you at my mercy like this." "Can I have a little more water before you gag me again?" "Yes my love." Chandler went back and brought more water and fed it to Gerald. She then put the panties back in and put more duct tape over his mouth. "There you go, Gerald. All gagged again." "Mmmppppphhh." All of the sudden, the phone on the table had a sound that was a text coming in. Chandler walked over to read it. "Ooohhh, Brooke is here Gerald. Something you should know about Brooke cause I went to college with her, she's a total freak." "Mmmppppphhh" is all Gerald could say through his gag. "I better go greet her" and with that Chandler walked back in the house, but not before she sauntered back to Gerald and kissed each cheek and gave his dick a tug for good measure. "Don't go anywhere darling," she cooed. Chandler went back in the house to greet Brooke. Gerald was now hornier than ever and he wanted Chandler to at least suck him off. Little did he know just how wild the day was going to get. A Work of Art Story 01 Story One: My Mom's Best Friend She moved with beauty and grace. On the dance floor, her tight hard little body was one with the pulsating rhythms. She slinked around me in her revealing tight fitting black dress as her slender 5'6" 115 pound, 34C-22-32 womanly form worked its magic. In bed, her soft warm naked form melted into my muscular 24 year old 6 foot 180 pound body as her well toned dancer's legs wrapped themselves around me and pulled me in while I thrusted my 8 inch manhood deep inside her silky smooth shaved and oh so sweet pink pussy. Our hot sweaty bodies would writhe together in passion as we shared long, sensual, intimate and intense sexual unions. Our souls would unite and we would feel the other's pleasure. Our passions would rise high and climax in a cavalcade carnal lust as we shared mystical bonds which mere words could not begin to express. We shared a hot steamy sultry summer of uninhibited carnal pleasures and although it was only for a short time, we will always be a part of each other and are in some ways incomplete with out the other. What could I possibly by talking about here, well how about a summer of passion with a young mans fantasy cum true, making it with a luscious sexy and vibrant older woman. A rare exquisite work of art, at age 47 Brenda is that rare gem most men would sell their souls to possess but which very few can ever attain. She may have been twice my age, but looking at her, you would have taken her for a woman in her 30's maybe 35 at the oldest. Standing at 5'6" tall with a 34C-22-32 figure, Brenda was every college guy's dream… a slender woman with nice big tits. In addition, she had beautiful blonde hair with very little if any hint of grey in it. Her body was tight as a 20 year olds and her ice blue crystal eyes captivated my soul from the first moment I saw her. So how did a young guy like me get lucky enough to meet an older woman and to have her take an interest in me? Well believe it or not, I met her through my mom. You see Brenda and my mom had been best of friends ever since they were in Jr. High. In college, they roomed together and were in the same sorority. Brenda was even Maid of Honor at mom's wedding but as with all friendships, people eventually part. Mom was a little more on the conservative but modern side and went on to grad school after I was born and earned her MBA in Business Information Systems and eventually went to work as a Systems Analysts. Brenda on the other hand was the free spirited artsy type. She majored in theater, art and the humanities and eventually earned her doctorate and became a professor of Art and Humanities and taught at a major university. Over the years, mom and Brenda kept in touch. Mom would take summer vacations to see Brenda and when she was in the area on trips she would stay with Brenda. Brenda eventually married but it wouldn't last for long and it would be just a few months after her divorce and 4 years after mom's last visit with her when Brenda would come to visit with us. It was the beginning of summer and I had just returned home from a six year hitch in the Army where I was, like my mom, a computer systems information manager. While in the service, they sent me to school while I had worked my way up to Assistant Systems Network Administrator. I had earned my associates in computer science and was about a year away from attaining my bachelor's. I would have stayed in longer, but I was ready to get back home and pursue a civilian life. I had decided to take the summer off to rest before I started my last year in college. I deserved it. After all, I had been working non stop for the last six years and in mom's words she said she wanted to "spend time with her little boy after not seeing him for six years." I remember it like it was yesterday. It was on a Saturday around 10 A.M. Mom was at the grocery store doing some shopping and I had just finished cutting the grass and was in the process of edging. It was fairly hot(around 80 degrees) and I was in a white tank top and blue jogging shorts. I was just on the verge of edging along the street when a bright shiny red convertible Mercedes pulled up behind me and blew its horn. I turned to see a vision of loveliness driving and immediately I was smitten by her. Unbeknownst to me at the time, the feeling was very much mutual although as the days went on I would receive hints, starting subtle but which would grow more and more obvious. The first hint would be dropped right then and there. The sexy lady would pull off her glasses and say with a big smile "Hey handsome, can you tell me if this is the house of Ms. Rachel Davis?" "Sure is gorgeous," I replied in a like manner figuring she was flirting with me and decided to have some fun and flirt back. She pulled into the circular drive in front of our house and parked by the front door. I put down my tools and met her when she parked and decided I would play the flirting for all it was worth and before she could open the door I had it opened for her. "Mmmmm, sexy and a gentleman," Brenda purred as she put her sexy legs out of the car and stood up. "I like. If I were only 10 years younger," she added in a sultry voice and with that she playfully pinched me on the butt. Brenda was wearing an outfit that screamed "I 'm available and single." It consisted of a white top that came down to just over the midriff and was sleeveless and had a strap that went around her neck. She was also wearing a very short very light weight light blue denim colored cotton skirt and sandals with a 3 inch heels. "So who might you be babe," Brenda said in a purr "If you are the handy man, I bet you are handy, and I could use your services at my house." "I am Rachel's son, Jessie," I replied and with that we shook hands. "My, my, my," Brenda said with a pleasant smile looking me over. "You have definitely grown up into a handsome young gentleman," she added. "I remember when you were this tall but you are not such a baby any more." I invited Brenda inside and helped her with her luggage. "So how long are you in town for I asked as we closed the door. "Well, Brenda replied, "The whole summer, at least that was what your mother had planned." I must admit I was happy to hear that. "So have a seat Miss um," and with that Brenda got all embarrassed and realized she had failed to introduce herself. "Oh hell where are my manners," Brenda said apologetically. "My name is Brenda Johnson. I am a friend of your mom's from school." Then it hit me, I had totally forgotten that mom said we would be having a house guest so I showed Brenda her room which was the first room at the top of the stairs. After helping Brenda put her luggage away, we went back downstairs to the living room. I offered her something to drink and she said a glass of lemonade would be great. "Make yourself at home Brenda," I said as I came back from the kitchen and there was when I noticed Brenda was not the shy one at all. She was stretched out on the couch with one leg straight and the other bent and smoking a cigarette. Her skirt was up almost to her hips and I could tell she wasn't wearing any panties. I couldn't help notice but she sat there like it was no big deal. Handing her the lemonade, she took a glass from the tray and said "Thanks hun." Just as I was about to sit in the chair about 5 feet away from the couch, she moved her legs and patted the sofa and said "Here babe sit by me." I offered her an ash tray and she said "thanks sweetie" and we began talking. I told her all about myself and she listened intently and then she told me about being a college professor her recent divorce and how as a new image for her new found freedom, she decided to totally remake herself. "So Jessie, where's your mom," Brenda said. "Well, she's at the store and should have been back by now," I replied Brenda's eyes got big and then a look of mischief came over her and she smiled. "So you mean you are alone in a house with a hot sexy older divorcee`? Hmmmm, interesting," Brenda replied with a wicked grin. "You know what they say about divorcees being hot to trot and your not scared," Brenda added with a coy smile. "Nah," I replied confidently. "After all, I am a big boy now and I think I can take care of myself." "That you are sweetheart, that you are," Brenda said with a sultry voice putting her hand on top of mine and rubbing it. Just then we heard the car door slam and steps coming up the walk. It was mom and we were both jarred back into reality. Mom opened the door and I helped with the groceries. "Jessie, I noticed a red convertible in the driveway, you got company," Mom said as she put the sacks down on the counter. "Well," I replied, "Not exactly, but you do," and with that Brenda popped out and said surprise. "Oh my god Brenda," Mom exclaimed as she ran to hug Brenda. "I wasn't expecting you until tonight. "I know sweetie," Brenda replied "I thought I would surprise ya." "I cant believe it," Mom added. "Its been so long!" "Four long years," Brenda replied "So what's Charlie up to these days," Brenda said as they both set on the sofa. "I wouldn't know," mom replied. "That jerk left me for some young slut," mom added bitterly, "so I took his ass to the cleaners and got everything, but lets not dwell on bad things. So, how are you?" "I am great," Brenda replied. "You know I dumped the loser Ralph and I couldn't be happier. I am free to live for me now and am back doing what I love, teaching." Just then, I came back into the room Mom took me by the hand and said "So I see you have met Jessie?" "Sure have," Brenda replied. "So what do you think," mom added. "He's turned out to be quite the handsome young man hasn't he? "That he has," Brenda said with a big smile. "That he has indeed," and with that Brenda looked at me and smiled and I knew exactly what was on her mind." That would be the last time Brenda and I would be able to be alone for a couple of weeks because her and mom stayed busy and were constantly on the go. I went with them sometimes and Brenda was happy that I did. It was on these outings that Brenda would drop more hints of her intentions towards me and I wasn't the only one picking up on them. Mom was too but she never said a word. In her mind I was a grown man and if I chose to pursue Brenda it was my choice. However if Brenda's subtle hints weren't proof o her intentions towards me, my overhearing Brenda masturbating in the middle of the night would be. It happened about 1.a.m. in the morning and I had woken up and had a bad case of the munchies, I hadn't eaten much supper so I was starving. As I passed Brenda's door on the way down to the kitchen I over heard some moaning and the door was open enough for me to see in. The was Brenda sprawled out naked on top of the quilt with a vibrator in one hand thrusting it in and out of her pussy and her other hand massaging her clit. That wasn't all that was going on. Brenda was moaning and I in the dead quietness of the house, I could overhear what she was saying. "Oh god yes Jessie, fuck me baby," she moaned. "Make mommy Brenda come for her young hot stud" I stood there motionless mesmerized by the whole ordeal. There was my mom's best friend masturbating over me. I must admit it was an ego boost and if I had had the balls and not had worried about getting caught I would have burst in there and made her feel good. Just then her body tensed as she climaxed. I heard her moans get louder and she then whimpered and took the dildo from her pussy. Placing it in her mouth she licked the cream from her own pussy off of it and as she did she purred saying "Oh Jessie baby I am going to make this fantasy come true." With that she turned over and slowly drifted off to sleep. The next Monday the main obstacle(well at least in my mind) of me making it with Brenda would be removed in that mom told us that an emergency had come up at one of the major clients so she would have to be gone for at least 2 weeks maybe longer. Brenda asked whether or not she needed to leave and mom said "Nonsense hun! You enjoy yourself, after all you got a handsome young man to look after you and I am sure you two can find ways to entertain yourselves while I am gone." With that, I am sure I saw mom do something I would have never expected. She gave Brenda a naughty wink as if she knew what Brenda had in mind but didn't care I took mom to the airport the next day and that is when Brenda would pull out all the stops and make her move and put aside all doubts about her intentions towards me. It would be close to 11 a.m. when I returned home from the airport and I walked into the house, but Brenda was no where to be found. "Brenda," I called out and from the back yard I heard her reply "I'm out here sweetie." I walked outside and was taken by total surprise by what I saw. There was Brenda laid out by the pool in a lounge chair totally naked. "Hey baby," she said as she got up from the chair and came over to where I was putting her arms around my neck, pulling her tight, hot, little naked body to mine and giving me a soft gentle kiss on the lips. "Did your mom get off ok?" "Yeah," I replied. "That's good sweetie," Brenda added. "I am glad to hear that. Maybe she will have a good flight." "I hope so," I replied and with that we went over to the table and sat down. "Cigarette hun," Brenda said sweetly offering me one. "Sure why not," I replied and we sat there talking and smoking. After we had finished our cigarette Brenda stood up and said with a matter of fact voice "Don't know about you hun but I could use a good dip in the pool. Wanna join me?" Without thinking I said "Sure, let me go get my suit" "Who needs a suit silly," Brenda said with a polite laugh. "I don't know about you but I'm going skinny dippin. Come on and join me hun, it'll be fun." Thank God for our 12 foot high wood privacy fence that pretty much prevented others from seeing into our back yard or otherwise I would have probably not done it. Before I could get started removing my clothes, Brenda had come up to me and first pulled of my shirt and then before I knew it, she was unzipping my pants. Soon she had them and my briefs removed, exposing my already excited hard and pulsating eight inch cock. "My, my we are a big boy aren't we," Brenda said with a pleasant smile admiring my cock "I bet that tool of yours would make any woman feel good," For a moment there was silence. We did not need words to tell us what to do next, it was obvious what we were both feeling. We definitely wanted each other by the way we looked at each other in the eye. Just then a voice shouted in my mind. "Go for it, she wants ya man. Take her here and now," and with I got the courage up to make the first move. I don't know what possessed me to say this but before I knew it I replied "There's one sure way to find out baby" "Mmmmm," Brenda purred with a smile pulling my naked body close to hers and grabbing my cock with her left hand and stroking it. Brenda then gave me a long wet deep probing French kiss and then with a big grin put her head to my ear and softly whispered in an erotic sultry voice "Sounds like a plan to me sweetie!" Brenda then took me by the hand and led me into the shallow end of the pool. We splashed around in the water that was waist deep for a while having fun chasing each other and playing tag. After a few minutes of playing in the water together, Brenda allowed herself to be caught by me and then turning towards me embraced me and laid another deep long wet tonsil swabbing tongue probing French kiss on me. As we passionately kissed, Brenda was pumping my throbbing cock but before I knew it, we would consummate our union. Brenda had me sit on the second step of the pool that led into the shallow end so that my upper body was out of the water but my lower body was still under water. Taking my cock in her hand as she sat in my lap facing me she placed it next to her pussy and finding her hot little hole she guided my cock up against her clit and in one fatal swoop, I was inside her warm wet hot pussy. The line had been crossed and there was no turning back, but even if there was a chance to I wouldn't have taken it. I wanted Brenda as much as she wanted me. I pulled Brenda to me and began sucking on her sumptuous breasts as she rode me long, slow and intensely. Oh yes baby, suck me," Brenda moaned passionately "Let mommy nurse you." The water was acting as a lubricant as we fucked and I could feel Brenda's soft velvety sugar walls grip the sides of my cock like 1000's of little tiny fingers and massage it. I was so horny that I knew it wouldn't be long until I would spew my hot load into her hot waiting pussy. It was all I could do to hold back but I decided not to fight it. I let Brenda know that I was on the verge of cumming and she just purred saying "Give mommy all of you." Just then, I let go of my monster load as my manhood erupted and spewed forth from my cock like lava from an overflowing volcano. "Oh god yes-s-s-s-s—Jessie," Brenda cried "That feels so-o-o-o-o-o-o-o good!!" Brenda kept riding me as my manhood continued to be emptied deep inside her and then as our orgasms both subsided she embraced me and we both kissed. We both knew we didn't want it to end but we decided to take our party inside where it was a little more private. However, we never made it to the bedroom. Once we shut the back door to the deck, we went at it right there on the floor in the living room on my mom's new cream colored carpet. Brenda laid herself out on the floor and invite me to explore every inch of her body. I wasted no time and began to kiss my way down her warm wet body. I first spent time on her supple breasts, running my tongue around the nipples and gently sucking on them like a nursing baby Brenda just cooed with delight as she took my head and held it to her bosom. After spending time there, I moved my way down her torso until I reached her pubic region. Kissing it softly, I decide I would stretch out the pleasure with a little tease but fully intended to please. I softly kissed her clit then I moved down to the inside of her left ankle. Licking it I moved up the inside of her calf with my tongue and slowly kissed the inside of her thigh until I reached her pussy. Giving it a quick kiss, I proceeded up the other leg in the same fashion. By now Brenda was begging me to eat her out so when I finally reached her pussy, I wasted no time and went down on her burying my head in her snatch and munching on her sweet cunt like a starving man Brenda convulsed as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body. Taking my head in her hand, she turned on her side, clamped her thighs to hold so that I couldn't move, lifted her upper body and grabbed my hair holding me there as I ate her out. "Oh god yes-s-s-s-s-s-s-s Jessie baby," Brenda panted. "Make mommy cream in her little boy's mouth." It wasn't long until Brenda's orgasm would hit her and as it, her whole body tensed and she arched her back. She gasped for breath as she panted. "Oh shit," she cried as she convulsed and went rigid just as she came. Her nectar spewed forth from her pussy covering my mouth lips and tongue but I just kept munching on her mound. I sucked her for another 5-10 minutes taking brief intermissions to come up for air. All the time she was panting and crying out my name at the top of her lungs. After I brought her off to orgasm after orgasm she was ready to have my hard cock back up in her wet pussy, so without wasting any time she turned me over on my back and began to ride me cowgirl style. A Work of Art Story 01 Brenda rode me long slow and intense at first and gradually built up speed until she was riding me like a wild Bronco. She pulled me up to her so that our bodies were rocking back and forth together as we passionately kissed. I could feel her sugar walls grip the sides of my cock and milk it dry for all it was worth. I knew it wouldn't be long until I would spew forth my load and I told her I was on the verge of cumming. "Oh god yes-s-s-s-s-s-s-s," Brenda panted. "Give mommy all of your hot cum." I let go of my load and she purred with delight as my hot jism poured forth from my fountain into your waiting cavern. "Fuck me more," Brenda panted and with that she dismounted and wanted me to take her doggie style. I slipped my hard cock into her sopping wet pussy and slowly began to pump her as I gradually built up speed. I pulled her up close to me so that now her body was upright touching mine but she was still on her knees. As I continued to pump her I began to massage her breasts and nibble and softly bite her on the sides and back of the neck. This sent her into orbit and made her get even hotter and hornier "Oh yes Jessie," she moaned with delight. "Make me your little slut. Have your way with me, I am yours to command. Brenda dropped back to her hands and knees and then grabbed the carpet with her hands as her next orgasm hit her. She arched her back and gasped for air as she struggled to cry out. She managed to utter in an exclamatory tone "Oh God Jessie, yes-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s" I continued to pump her as her pussy flooded my cock with it its sticky cream. She wanted more but now wanted to be taken missionary style so she could feel my body pressed into hers and so that she could wrap her legs around my body and pull me close. Without wasting time I laid Brenda out on her back and laying my body on top of hers took my cock and slid it into her warm wet pussy. It slipped in so naturally and as I slid in Brenda wrapped those luscious legs of hers around my back and locked her ankles. However instead of fucking fast and furiously like we had before, the mood was more soft and we slowly fucked. Our passions slowly rose as we began to move as one. Something mystical was happening, our souls united and we were becoming one in flesh, mind, and spirit. The world around us began to slip away and all we could hear now were the beating of each other's heart. Time and space became suspended and lost all meaning as we continued in our cavalcade of unbridled carnal lust. We felt one another's pleasure and instinctively knew what the other wanted with out saying a word. It seemed like an eternity but in reality was only 30 minutes. Our pleasures cascaded and climaxed as we came in unison I pumped my hot monster load deep into her pussy and she flooded my cock and the carpet with her sweet cream. As our pleasure subsided, we slowly came down from our orgasmic high and soon the world around us came back into view and we realized we were drenched with sweat and our hot sticky sweaty bodies were lying in a pool of sweat, and cum. "Oh Jessie," Brenda purred. "Never has any man ever made me feel that way It was even better than I had imagined." Sex with Brenda was better than any sex I had had with a woman my age and I was so glad she would be spending the next six weeks here with me. We got up from where we were and went upstairs to take a shower and then we just laid in bed. Brenda was on top of me and I had my cock buried back inside her pussy as she laid on top of me and slowly pumped to keep it hard. We kissed and caressed just holding each other as we basked in the feelings of our carnal delights. Brenda then raised her body up so that now she was in the cowgirl position and continued to ride me but with longer intense motions. I was quite aware of her intentions to make me spew my load again but just laid back and enjoyed the ride. As Brenda rode me, she began to purr and moan as she slowly massaged her breasts. Her back arched as I felt her pussy quake and contract and I knew by that as well as the look of contentment on her face that she had cum all over my cock. Just then I felt my cock twitch fill with cum and erupt as I sent my hot manhood deep into Brenda's ever hungry pussy. Brenda just smiled and with a wicked grin she dismounted me and made her way to where her head was now between my legs. Taking my cock in her soft hands, she began to gently run her tongue around the head of it and up and down the shaft. Going down on my cock she began sucking me like a vacuum cleaner. I was so horny that I knew it wouldn't be long until I spewed another load and about 10 minutes later I was spunking my load into Brenda's deep throat as she drank every drop down. Brenda crawled back on top of me and we held each other tight. "I've got an idea baby," she said with a smile. Why don't you and I go out for a hot night on the town. You get dressed in your best suit and I will get dressed in the shortest tightest hottest sexiest dress I can find and we will party to all hours of the night. Afterwards we can come home and make love until dawn." I must admit that sounded good so I replied ""Sounds good to me baby." Just as we began to kiss and really "get into it" again, the phone rang. By now it was almost 4;30 and I was wondering whether or not mom's plane had been delayed somewhere. It was mom telling me she had got in okay and wanted to change and unwind before calling. "So how are things at home sweetie," She asked "You and Brenda getting along okay with out me?" I just looked at Brenda and we both grinned as I thought how to formulate my response "Brenda and I are getting along super," I replied. "In fact I am taking her out tonight sort of showing her around the town so to speak." "Sounds good," mom replied. You two have fun and with a naughty grin and a wink I couldn't see over the phone she added "Well you two be good now." I replied "Well mom you know what they say, if ya cant be good at least be good at it." Mom laughed and said "true, true," and with that she said "Give Brenda my love," and hung up the phone. I don't know if mom knew what was going on or not. Maybe she did, maybe she didn't, who knows but even if she did she never let on, even to this day. By now it was getting close to 5:00 and we both showered again and proceeded to get dressed. Brenda couldn't find any thing in her wardrobe that she liked but did manage to find one of my sister's old party dresses "So who does this belong to sweetie," Brenda said as she walked in wearing her black lace fishnet thigh high stockings and lace garter holding up the dress. It took me a minute to thin about who the dress belonged to and then I remember it was my older sister Connie's dress from when she went through her "wild child phase" The dress was a long medium to dark colored blue satiny material that had a slit all the way up the side made sort of like a disco dress. She hadn't won it in almost 10 years but I guess she had forgotten about it. "It's my sis's dress," I told Brenda "Do you think she'll mind me wearing it," Brenda replied holding it up to her "Nah." I replied smiling. It's from my sister's wild child days." "Ever since she married a prominent doctor, he has become a 'respectable member of society' and has put how wild days behind her. She is now a stay at home mom and president of the local PTA so I think she'll never miss it "Cool" Brenda said with a smile. "I think it will fit but I will need to make a few alterations to fit my style" "Knock yourself out," I replied smiling. "It's yours to keep." "Thanks sweetie," Brenda said giving me a quick kiss. "I'll be back in a Jiffy but you must promise you wont peek until I show you the finished product" "I promise," I replied and with that Brenda went into my mom's sewing room. It took about 10-15 minutes and I was down stairs dressed in my dark Charcoal Grey suit with a French Blue shirt and red tie and black wing tipped shoes. Just then I heard Brenda call from the top of the stairs. "Ready to see sweetie," she called "Sure some on down," I replied "Okay but close your eyes until I say open them," Brenda added Alright," I replied and with that I closed them and Brenda walked down, dressed ready to party "You can open your eyes now honey," Brenda said smiling and with that I opened them to a very pleasant surprise. I nearly came in my pants and my first reaction was "wow." Brenda was standing there in front of me proudly with a big smile on her face. The dress had definitely been modified but for the better I must say. It no longer came down to the ankles like it had done before. The slit that had ran up the side of the leg was now sewn and the dress was no longer than maybe four to six inches below her hips so it showed a lot of leg. Brenda had put some slits in the dress but they were about four-six inches long, running up to about her hips. The neckline had also been altered. Before it had a regular neckline with a small v-shaped opening just under the collar, but now it was plunging and quite open in the middle where you could definitely see her sumptuous breasts and anyone with eyes could not help but see Brenda wasn't wearing a bra. She had also made an over coat shawl like thing to put over the dress for when we were in "respectable" made of similar color material. It covered up her top but if you looked close enough you could still get an eyeful. Brenda also had on a Silver Egyptian Ankh and silver earrings and was wearing a body spray that smelled very much like cotton candy When I asked her what it was called she said it was called "Cotton Candy" Finally she had on some black 3 inch pumps and an ankle bracelet. "So what do you think," she said with a smile The only words that I could find to say were "Damn you sure look hot." "Thanks baby," Brenda said giving me a big kiss. "I'm glad to know I've still got it" "That you do sweetie," I replied, "That you do" By now it was almost 6:30 and the limo I had called earlier was just about to arrive. Just then, the phone rang and it was the limo driver saying he was coming up to our drive so we walked outside and got in out white stretch limo. The limo driver took us to the best steak and lobster restaurant in town which was about 25-30 minutes away. Brenda had made reservations earlier so we wouldn't have to wait. While we were riding in the back, we toasted each other with the Champaign that they had on ice for us. Brenda then pushed the lever to put up the dividing wall between us and the driver. I knew what was on Brenda's mind without even asking. She was hot and horny and ready for more action but we both knew we would only have time for a quickie. So leaning back on the seat across from me, and placing her legs on my shoulders, she hiked her dress and allowed me to go down on her and eat her pussy. Brenda grinded her cunt against my face as I went down on her hot snatch like a starving man. Just as we were pulling up to the restaurant, Brenda climaxed flooding my face with her sticky cream. Just then, the limo driver called back on the car speaker system and notified us that we were at the restaurant. Composing ourselves we exited the Limo and instructed the driver to wait for us until we were finished. Once inside the restaurant, the head waiter showed us to our table, which was in the nice secluded area of the restaurant in a L-shaped booth He told us that our server's name would be Antwone and asked if we would like anything to drink. We told him a bottle of their best Merlot would be nice "Very good sir," he replied. I will have Alfred, our Red Wine steward bring it out," and with that he went on his way. Shortly the wine steward brought us our bottle, poured us our glasses and within. 10 minutes we had placed our order and were toasting to our night out on the town together. We sat and ate and talked for about 2 hours as we just got to know one another even better. I told her all about my life in the military and she told me about hers as a professor. By now it was almost approaching 10:00 so we decided to head back to the car and to the club. I told the driver to take us to "Club Underground," and with that he drove us the 35 minutes to where the club was. Club Underground was one of the hottest and most happing clubs in the area, where as they advertised, "nothing was taboo." However, since it was so popular, it was also one of the hardest ones to get into unless you had connections, and I did. An old army buddy of mine worked the door at the club I met him when we were in the service together we became fast friends when we both found out we were from the same home town. He told me that his uncle owned the club and if I ever was back home to call him and he would "hook me up" to get in, so while Brenda had been working on her dress I called him and told him we would be coming and he said he would be watching for me. Once we arrived at the club we exited the limo and there he was working the door. "Jessie my man," he hollered out as he saw Brenda and I walk up. "Come on in buddy and make yourself at home." Once we entered the club, we knew what they meant when they said "nothing was taboo." There were people in various stages of undress dancing together and over in the corners people were making out some just kissing while others were getting it on with hot and heavy sex. Looking up we noticed some cages suspended from the ceiling. In one cage two naked women were grinding their bodies together. In another two women were kneeling in front of a man who was getting his cock sucked. We found ourselves a table but we really didn't spend much time there because Brenda took me by the hand and led me out to the dance floor. I noticed she had removed the overcoat part of her dress and she was working her body to the serious rhythm of the pulsating music. Brenda wriggled her body in front of mine as she put her arms around my waist and pulled me to her. She then turned around and placed my hands around her waist a she wriggled her tight little ass up against my cock. We danced for about 20-30 minutes then the DJ slowed it down and we turned towards each other and embraced as we kissed and danced together holding each other tight. Our bodies pressed tightly together and we knew we wanted to go further but had rather preferred to do it in private. So whispering in my ear Brenda said with a husky voice "Let's take this party home sugar." Without wasting anymore time we left the club and told the limo driver to take us home but by a longer route that would take over an hour. Once inside the limo we put up the privacy screen and continued with our "private little party." We were out of our clothes in a flash and Brenda was sitting in my lap facing me while he had my monster hard on buried deep inside her snatch. She rode me long and slow as we passionately kissed and caressed each other. I knew it wouldn't be long until I would blow my load and she crooned with delight as I spewed my hot manhood forth like a massive erupting volcano. "Oh god yes-s-s-s-s-s-s" Jessie," Brenda crooned. "Give mommy all of you." After I spent my hot load, Brenda turned her body around so that she was facing away from me. Sitting back down in my lap, I slipped my cock into her and she rode me more. I massaged her sumptuous breasts and nibbled on her neck as we fucked ever so slowly. She would do me this way for about 15 minutes and she would come and surprisingly enough I would too. By now we were about home and as we left the limo practically naked we tipped the driver well and I gave him an extra seventy-five to cover the cost of any cleaning. The limo driver just grinned and tipped his hat as we walked off and said with a devilish grin "You folks have fun tonight." Brenda and walked upstairs and took a long hot bath together in our Jacuzzi. We shared more drinks but this time it was straight vodka shots. After our bath we went to my bedroom and made love until sunrise in every position conceivable and some I had never heard of but she had since she had studied the Kama Sutra. During our hot sex session, our souls mystically united as they had earlier that afternoon. Time and space was suspended and lost all meaning. We were aware of nothing but each other and could feel the other's pleasure. As dawn broke, Brenda was climaxing for the last time as she rode me cowgirl style. She fell on top of me and we cuddled together as we slowly came down from our orgasmic high. We slowly drifted off to sleep and slept until about 1:00 that next afternoon. Over the next four weeks Brenda and I would share carnal pleasures beyond description, but alas as with all good things this too would eventually have to come to an end. Shortly after mom returned., Brenda got a call from the University telling her she was required to take a 3 week interim course prior to fall semester convening and was being transferred to a university overseas for a 5 year contract. She left while mom was at work and as she drove away I knew I would never see her again, but what a summer it had been. We would always be a part of one another no matter what and even though fate had sought to separate us nothing could steal what we had shared together. Ever since that fateful summer, sex with girls of my own age isn't the same. Sure I have met a few college women and banged them but now my tastes lean more towards the more mature women, who much to my delight are looking for young studs like me to make them feel young again. Mom confessed she knew about our relationship but figured since I was old enough to make up my own mind she wouldn't step in. Right now I am having too much fun making older women feel young to settle down. Who knows, maybe the one who is meant to be for me may come and I will be caught. But for now, I am just enjoying the ripe passion fruits of exquisite and finely aged nectar. A Work of Art: The Beginning Author's Note: When I had conceived of this idea I had not intended it to be a multipart story but as it turns out it's going to be a longer project to write then I thought and will have to be submitted in parts and as such I have to do it this way. As such you'll have to read each part of the story in sequence for it to make sense. But this is such a unique idea I wanted to get it down. ***** Chandler was very excited. It was her birthday and her friends were coming over today to paint in celebration. Chandler liked to paint and she had a new canvas she wanted to show her friends on this most special day. She knew she could create some really great art with it. Today was going to be a great day for creativity. And it was such a beautiful day with such great weather that they were going to do it outside. Chandler was getting the supplies ready for her girls and more importantly mixing the first drinks. But it was so beautiful today and she wanted to go outside and admire her canvas. She knew her friends were going to have great fun with it. Chandler opened the back door and went outside and walked over to her canvas. "So have you finished making the drinks?" asked her boyfriend Gerald. "Not yet darling," Chandler replied. "I hope you have a lot of fun with the girls today," Gerald shot back. "I will. But Gerald you do know that canvasses can't talk right?" "Yes I do." See what made today so special is that Gerald was going to be Chandler's canvass for the day. Chandler had him tied to a pole outside with his hands tied behind his back, his legs tied to the pole, and for good measure his ankles tied together as well. Chandler had always had this fantasy of tying up a man and painting him as a canvass with girlfriends. Back in college during a party she and her sorority sisters had come real close to doing it to one guy but had decided against it lest it hurt his reputation. But Gerald was a very good boyfriend and loved her very much and he came up with the idea of giving this to her for a birthday present and Chandler couldn't have been happier. "So when are you going to gag me, Chandler?" "When the girls get here. I want you know Gerald how great you are for doing this. I love you so much." "And I love you too, Chandler." "We're going to have a lot of fun today and you are going to enjoy it and when were doing and the girls go home I promise you're going to be so hot and bothered that you're gonna fuck me like an animal Nine Inch Nails style." "Why do you think I'm going to get all hot and bothered Chandler?" "Trust me Gerald, there will be times today when I give you a break for a drink or water and those few minutes you have to speak you'll beg me to untie you and take you back to the bedroom so you can cum. In fact darling, it's why I'm going to make you cum several times outside. To make it easier for you since this is the first time we have ever done this." "I guess I should be grateful for this." "You should because I love you. A lot of girls who would do this would try to give their boyfriend the bluest balls possible in front of their girls to keep up street cred but I love you too much for that." "I just want you to have a good birthday my love." "I will Gerald, I will." Chandler gave Gerald a deep and passionate kiss and then went back into the house. Chandler was very excited. Today was going to be so hot and the hottest thing to her was just how jealous her friends were going to be. She wanted to make them super jealous. She also wanted to make sure she turned Gerald on. She wanted him to enjoy today. She wanted to be able to tie him again and she had another fantasy about doing this exact same thing but painting him with icing and licking it off his body. She began rubbing her clit just thinking about it and came close to cumming but realized she still had more to do before her friends came. She decided to go outside and tease Gerald some more. "So how is my little canvas doing?" she asked, playfully. "I thought canvasses couldn't talk so why are you asking me how I'm doing?" inquired Gerald. "Don't get smart with me boy, remember I've got you tied up and you can't go anywhere. Don't worry darling we'll get to that but first...", and as she said this she began running her fingers through his hair, "...I want to have a little fun with my canvas." She kept running one hand through his hair while another hand made it down to his dick and she began massaging it thoroughly. "Oh baby that feels good," said Gerald, with a bit of pleasure in his voice. "Shhhhhhh," replied Chandler, taking the hand that was running through his hair and putting it over his mouth in an effective hand gag, "remember canvasses can't talk." Chandler took the hand that was working Gerald's dick and brought it down to her panties now soaking with wetness. She took them off and stuffed them in Gerald's mouth. She took off her bra and then tied it in his mouth over the panties for good measure. Chandler now had Gerald very effectively gagged. "And now you can't talk at all my lovely canvass. I hope you enjoy the taste of that baby. Because I'm going to enjoy the taste of this." Chandler then started to kneel and began fondling Gerald's balls again. Soon she began licking his balls. All Gerald could do was "mmmpppphhh" in pleasure as Chandler's panties with the bra for a cleave gag had Gerald very effectively silenced. Soon Chandler put her mouth over his dick and began sucking. She would suck him to where she knew he was about to cum and then back off. She repeated this several times until Gerald was crying with desire, desperate to cum. Finally Chandler delivered the coup de grace and sucked Gerald until he shot loads and loads of cum into her mouth, and she drank every last drop of it too. As Gerald was still breathing heavily from cumming Chandler got up and went over to the where the outside faucet was and washed her hands, she then went back to Gerald, rubbed her fingers through his hair for a minute and then took the gag out of his mouth. "So how does my little canvass feel now?" she asked in a cooing voice. "I thought canvasses couldn't talk." "I'll be gagging you again, my love. So do you feel good?" "Yes Chandler." "I wish I didn't have to keep you standing up all day. You should have to eat me out as I just did you." "Can canvasses lick?" "When a the pussy of a woman they love is over their face they can." "But we can't talk?" "No because a canvass is an inanimate object." "So a canvass can't talk but can lick pussy. That doesn't make a lot of sense." "It doesn't have to make sense, it's my birthday and one thing I can promise you my little canvass is that you can't eat me out right now tied up outside like this but you will before my birthday is over." "I look forward to it." "You should because you love me." "I do love you." "And I'm so grateful for that." "I'm doing this to make you happy because you told me you wanted this for your birthday." "And I appreciate that darling. Do you want me to get you something to drink?" "Yes." "Ok." Chandler went back into the house and came back with a jug of water of and a bottle of Grand Marnier. Chandler gave Gerald five shots of Grand Marnier in a row and then several glasses of water, all the while talking to him. "Is that good enough for you darling." "I guess for now." "Good. Now I've got to go inside and get a surprise for you." "I'm eagerly awaiting it." "You should be my dear." Chandler went back inside the house. Chandler came back with what looked like another pair of panties and a roll of duct tape. "I thought I wasn't going to be gagged with panties." "Canvasses still can't talk my dear, and this will look better to my friends." "Can you at least wait till your first friend is ringing the doorbell." "No I can't" "But darl...mmmppppph." And Chandler finished it off with duct tape. "There there my beautiful canvass. It won't be long before they start arriving." Chandler went back into the house and waited for her friends to start showing up. Gerald began to wonder if he should have agreed to this, even though he loved Chandler with his whole heart. But at this point, all he could do was just stand there and wait for what was going to happen next. They both still had a long day ahead of them.