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Models of 'Perfuction'! Ch. 01

By: anonentity



This is a work of fiction. The characters, events, and incidents in this novel are wholly the product of the author's imagination and have no substance in reality. Any resemblance to actual persons whether by similarity of name or description, is entirely coincidental. All characters in this novel are over eighteen years of age.

Chapter 01 

Lovely Laura my new neighbor.

On first seeing her I had been immediately struck with her singular beauty. She and her husband had moved into the house across from mine and I had studied her comings and goings, registering her petite curvaceous jean-clad figure and the charm of her lovely face from that distance for some three weeks. I had not had occasion to speak with her until one day I heard a soft knock on my door and when I answered she stood on the porch. "Hi! My name is Laura, I'm your new neighbor. Could I use your phone, our line is dead?" 

"Of course, please come in," I replied. 

"Thanks so much," she said stepping lightly across the threshold. Up close her charms were thoroughly evident, and the brief top and hip-hugging white shorts she was wearing gave me my first glimpses of the beauty of her bare legs, her shapely derriere, and the rest of her delightfully curvaceous figure, which rather than being voluptuous was of a more modest perfection. Nearly nude the brevity of her costume left little to my imagination and I was treated to all but the most intimate aspects of her beauty on this our first encounter.

I led her to the phone and left her to make her call to summon a repairman. She finished and stepped into the kitchen where I was brewing a pot of coffee. 

"Thanks again," she said. 

"Would you like some coffee?" I offered. 

"That would be nice," she smiled, and instantly I was again charmed by the beauty of her face; the timbre of her voice; the fresh feminine scent of her perfume; her readiness to accept my invitation, and the whole aura of sensuality radiating from her being. As we stood and chatted I took the measure of her shapely frame. A head shorter than I her slim petite figure was ideally proportioned between long curvaceous legs and a short torso, her narrow waist flaring out to shapely hips and luscious buttocks, her neat little breasts lifting provocatively to the firm buds of her nipples visible beneath her brief top. 

When she turned her buttocks hollowed at the sides drew my attention to her lush derriere, and the subtle tilt in her lower back accented the lift in her buttocks as though she were offering her cheeks to my hands. Her tummy, neat and flat, topped her luscious loins descending into the charms of her delightful delta. 

While hidden beneath her brief fitted shorts the swell of her swollen pudenda was generous enough to capture me, and the front seam of her shorts created a delicious little valley between the folds of her sex drawing my attention down to her lovely thighs, curvaceous calves, slim ankles and shapely feet. My gaze craved to linger on that delicious space between her loins but I forced my attentions elsewhere, settling instantly on her lovely face once more.

She wore her dark hair swept back in a French Twist, accenting the beauty of her facial features, her clear gray blue eyes and delicate brows, her short graceful nose above the inviting beauty of her mouth and lips all summing up a face alive with interest and charm.

Her age I put in her late twenties, and in every aspect I found her to be a very rare model of physical perfection. But beyond that I sensed an even rarer quality of sensuousness that struck a chord of sympathetic eroticism within me as she simply radiated sexuality, and she knew it.

Her arms, her hands, were slim and graceful in their movements. When she lifted the coffee mug and sipped I found myself gazing in rapt attention at the movements of her shapely lips and the quick touches of her lithe little tongue over them. That she was aware of my attraction to her she acknowledged with occasional quick glances into my eyes, subtle amused lifts of her eyebrows, and soft smiles upon her sumptuous mouth even as she pursed her lips to sip the coffee. 

I found my attention captivated by the movements of her luscious lips and my phallus hardened at the instant fantasy of her mouth moving over its bulk. The vision of her lovely face so engaged rather overwhelmed me, and as she glanced up into my eyes for an instant I wondered if she had divined my thoughts.

Averting her face and glancing down with a shy smile she murmured, "I guess I'd better be getting home." Her movement arched her neck exposing its shapely contours to my gaze and my mouth suddenly craved to search out that sensitive hollow above her delicate clavicle. 

She was about to place the mug on the counter when I reached for it and found her hands instead. The warmth of her slim fingers in my palms was a delight and for a delicious moment she lingered under my touch. Her eyes found mine in a steady half amused regard as I clasped her hands around the mug. "It has been a real pleasure to meet you Laura," I said.

"Yes, I think we will be ... good neighbors ...," she smiled her hands still in mine as though she was in no hurry to end the touch.

I stared into her lovely face and felt the urge to draw her to me, an urge that I sensed she was not resisting. Again my firming phallus signaled its aching response to her beauties and our eyes locked in a mutual and unstated understanding that acknowledged the arousal she was awakening in me. 

After all, except for the skimpy coverings of her top and shorts she was virtually naked down to her bare feet for this our first meeting and her body was simply exquisite. That she knew I was utterly charmed by her attractiveness I saw in the subtly droll smile touching her sumptuous mouth.

The soft smooth warmth of her hands still in mine invited an irresistible subtle caress upon her fingers. My touch flowed over her knuckles to her wrists and lingered there. Her eyes fixed on mine, and I read in her smile her willingness to perhaps tolerate this intimacy for the moment. 

"That's a lovely ring," I offered glancing down at the sumptuous gem on her right third finger as I sought for an excuse to continue holding her hands. 

She extended her fingers displaying the ring for me, and my fingers moved to the underside of her wrists savoring the smoothness of her skin while I observed that she wore only a simple gold wedding band on her left third finger. 

"Presents from my husband," she replied rather winsomely without withdrawing her hands from mine. 

Emboldened by her permissiveness I stroked the smooth undersides of her hands with my fingers, a caress that craved to climb to her forearms and draw her into an embrace, and I sensed from the expression in her widened eyes that she read my need.

My desires in those memorable moments of our first meeting flowered instantly within me and my hands inched up her arms, but then she murmured meaningfully: "My husband will be home soon..." 

Her neat brows lifted in amused regard yet she did not withdraw her arms from my hands, leaving that restraint to me, and her eyes held mine as my touch descended slowly from her forearms to rest upon her hands and lift the coffee mug from her grasp with one hand while I continued to hold her other hand with mine. She looked soberly and steadily at me then as I held her hand, my fingers resting in her palm, my thumb caressing over the back of her hand to savor its warmth and delicate shapes.

"You'll have to meet Jack. His bark is worse than his bite," she smiled, her free hand lifting gracefully to flick her dark curls from her forehead, her gaze lingering amusedly on mine. 

"I haven't seen much of your husband yet." 

"I know," she returned, "when he's not working he's golfing. Do you golf, Mister?" 

"No. I'm a painter." 

"You're an artist?" she quizzed with a sudden interest. 

"Yes. Would you care to see my studio?" I said, delighted at this opportunity to prolong our encounter. 

"Sure," she exclaimed with a happy lilt in her voice.

My hand over hers I felt her fingers curl neatly into mine as I led her across the room to the stairway and turning, so I could pleasure my senses with her beauty, I drew her down the steps studying the sensual fitness of her nearly nude body in movement as she descended into my space of delight. 

Here in this sequestered room I had for years freely indulged my creative explorations of feminine beauty. Its walls were decorated with the framed results of the collaborations with my models ranging from the merely decorative to the utterly erotic. "My goodness!" Laura exclaimed her lovely eyes widening with surprise, her free hand touching her mouth in modest shock, yet her captured hand tightened in mine with an unconsciously spontaneous sympathy to what she was reading in my paintings. 

This, my latest series, had focused on revealing the pleasures, delights, and sensuousness of gorgeous girls in those most private ecstasies of female self-pleasuring, and most particularly in that moment when they had reached orgasm. From Laura's reaction I could sense she knew all too well what I was striving for, as she wiggled with a little giggle of appreciation.

"As you can see I favor the female nude," I smiled at her 

"For sure, and that's not all you favor!" she gasped, her lovely mouth gaping knowingly, her eyes darting up to mine in intimate admission that she knew all too well what delights such exercises offered. Emboldened by her reactions I casually I lifted my hand from hers to stroke up the length of her bare arm and over the delicate smoothness of her bare shoulder, my fingers feeling the warmth and quality of her skin, the movement bringing her to my side. I could feel then the way she was relaxing into my space, the warmth of her body mingling with mine, and the way the perfection of her figure molded so perfectly to my physic.

A soft knowing smile touched her lips and her eyes opened wide with appreciative interest as I drew her from one erogenous view to the next. "That's pretty sexy stuff!" she muttered. 

"Do you find it 'interesting' Laura?" 

"I can see that you certainly find it interesting, Mister. Where did you find all those beautiful girls, and how do you get them to pose for you like that?" she giggled meaningfully up at me. 

"I have found that most beautiful women are pleased to share their loveliness with the world, and I just tell them what I want to see and they give it to me," I replied with a little squeeze of her lovely shoulder. 

"Lucky you!" she laughed as she turned to take in even more of her surroundings.

I had placed my easel before a modeling stand supporting a couch that could be gradually reclined into a bed thus supporting my models in a series of positions from the merely suggestive to the utterly erotic. My space also offered a wide selection of music for their entertainment and mood, which often included the inevitable satisfactions of our mutual sexual tensions roused by my pursuit of their masturbatory pleasures. That Laura appreciated the conveniences of my studio I read in her droll smile, sudden chuckle, and knowing glances up into my eyes.

"Tell me," I said suddenly, "we've just met but ... if you are ever in the mood to pose for me I would be most grateful." 

"You want me to pose for you...like that?" she gasped with an amused and incredulous glance at the moment before us in which I had captured my model fingering her clitoris to the point of orgasm so that she lay fully revealed in her moment of bliss. 

Tightening my hand on Laura's shoulder I drew her even closer to my side feeling the way she was yielding to my advances. The warmth of her slim curvaceous figure melted into my side, and she turned her lovely face up to meet my gaze down into her questioning eyes. "You have a very rare and exquisite beauty Laura that should be memorialized on canvas," I added, my hand sliding up over the delicate curves of her shoulder to find the coil of her silky dark hair and the comb holding it into the French Twist. 

"Really!" she pouted her lips pursing so delightfully around the word that the urge to bend my face to hers and kiss her mouth overJacke me. She instantly read my need and I felt her head retreat into my hand, but I had captured her, and when my lips lightly touched hers I found them surprisingly responsive to my caress. 

How I savored that first touch of my mouth on hers, the sensuous delicacy of our lips mingling hesitantly at first and then melting together in prolonged and mutual delight. I found her mouth exquisitely warm, her full lips a perfect delight in opening to meet mine and mingle in a caress communicating a host of sensuous sensations.

To my delight I found that she was as curious as I to experience this intimacy and discover the extent of our satisfactions with each other. I found the taste of her mouth exquisite, and her surrender to my mouth of such perfection that her eyes closed and her shapely brows lifted in appreciation of this pleasure. 

We parted for an instant and then our mouths met again in an ever more passionate moment of exploration that included a probe of my tongue touching hers. Finding it utterly responsive to my needs our tongue tips tangled wetly for seconds and then I felt her mouth accept the length of my organ while my fingers felt for the comb holding her hair and pulled it out, releasing her dark tresses in a lovely silky cascade down her bare back. Her lids lifted over her eyes now smoky with surrender even as her mouth retreated from my advances. "Is this the way you prep all your models?" she murmured. 

"It does help to create the right mood for my artistic efforts," I admitted.

"Yes," she nodded, "I can see what you mean," and I read in the flushes of her face and in the sudden puffy ness around her eyes the sure signs of sexual arousal signaling her possible readiness to indulge our needs together at this moment.

Gathering her soft tresses in my hand I lifted them to my mouth for another kiss inhaling the fragrance of her hair. "If I asked you for what I want would you give it to me, Laura?" 

"Is that what you want, Mister?" she asked with a nod at my depiction before us of a girl posed in a crouch, her buttocks lifted to the full revelation of her luscious sex between her cheeks, her fingers passionately engaged in parting her labia to the full exposure of her pink and the massage of her clitoris, her face registering the abandon of orgasm. 

Laura turned then in my arms with her back to me studying the painting intently, her hands drawing my arms about her bosom settling her intimately into my embrace, the curves of her buttocks nestling nicely into my groin. "That will do for starters. Will you give it to me, Laura?" I returned soberly, my face buried in the dark fragrant luxury of her loosened tresses, my mouth touching her cheek tilted to my lips.

"I think I could manage that." she laughed meaningfully "Is that all you want?" she muttered with a knowing glance over her shoulder at me and then glancing back at the painting before her. 

"No my dear. I want your whole repertory," I whispered in her ear. 

"Did that girl give you her whole repertory?" Laura murmured back at me.

"Yes, but as you can see from her youth it is rather limited. If I am any judge of women Laura I can see that your talents are not only unlimited but offered in an utterly exquisite form."

Then slowly I turned her out of our embrace to spread her arms, my gaze wandering hungrily over the beauty of her body displayed so provocatively before me, and read the winsome smile on her luscious lips as I turned her to openly study the revelation of her beautiful back. "So to begin with Laura, I want to see what you have hidden beneath that top and those cute little shorts of yours." 

"There's not much under my top," she laughed wryly. 

"I'm not into big breasts, my dear," I whispered my fingers feeling for the catch holding her top. 

"I'd rather let you see my butt," she giggled catching my hand and arresting its movements. 

"That can be arranged," I returned lowering my hand to the zipper at her waist that held her garment. But again she captured my hand resisting my intent to bare her bottom. "Do you think my butt is as cute as hers?" Laura murmured, nodding at the painting before us. 

"From what I can see beneath your shorts your derriere is absolutely gorgeous," I sighed as she stepped away from me and posed herself provocatively before the picture by arching her back to lift her buttocks.

"The girl in this painting... she lives next door to us!" Laura exclaimed with a quick knowing glance up into my face. 

"Yes. Her name is Mae. Could you give me what she's given me, Laura?"

"Maybe...if my husband would let me,"she smiled invitingly when she turned to face me again. 

"And what would it take for him to grant me that gift?" I probed my hands settling on her slim naked waist to draw her warmth into mine once more.

"A favor for sure," she laughed wryly up at me. 

"What kind of favor.?" I asked feeling the way she was settling into my touch so that the heat of her loins warmed mine.

"Well, ever since we moved here Jack has been ogling that girl when she sunbathes nearly nude in her backyard! She's such a sexy little sweetheart that he's nuts about her, and if he ever sees this picture you painted of her he'd probably give you about anything you wanted...if ...." Laura hesitated and then laughed knowingly up at me. 

"If what Laura?" 

"If he got to FUCK her!" she giggled spontaneously, her gaze flicking meaningfully from the painting up to my eyes again. We stood silently then for a moment while I digested her remark with all its incredible implications. Was she serious I wondered, savoring the way she was yielding to my embrace, her petite lithe figure nestling against me while we both studied the view I had captured of Mae's bare buttocks, puffy pudenda, and busy fingers. I stared intently down into Laura's eyes, bright with amusement and arousal, and read the signal of purpose in her expression.

"I would love to pose you just like that, Laura." 

"I'm sure you would!" she murmured wryly and I felt in the way she yielded even more to my embrace that the thought actually excited her.

"Yes Mister! I would love to pose like that for you," she whispered, "but my husband has to get his jollies too, and he wants them with her. She looks young...does she fuck? You should know, Mister" Laura murmured with a nod at my painting of Mae, a meaningful glance up into my eyes, and a gesture with her hand at the couch-bed on my modeling stand.

"Yes, my dear I do know," I laughed, "The truth is that Mae is a virgin despite her eighteen years." "Oh my God!," Laura groaned, "Jack would give anything to take her cherry." 

"Anything?" I queried down into her expectantly lovely face. 

"Yes, anything!" she moaned meaningfully up at me.

"Have you ever modeled like that before, Laura?" I whispered my hand now following the drape of her hair down the length of her back until it rested upon the upper curves of her buttocks. 

"Sort of.... My husband has taken pictures of me doing just about everything a girl can do to herself," she giggled, her bare back arching subtly under the caress of my hand and lifting the sumptuous curves of her buttock into my fingers curving around her luscious cheek and sounding out its delightful shape beneath her shorts. 

"And what exactly do you do to yourself Laura?" 

"It's all in my husband's picture albums," she laughed. 

"Perhaps you would be good enough to share those pictures with me some time soon," I urged. 

"I guess I could do that when we get to know each other better," she sighed breathlessly as my hand worked its way slowly over her buttocks, my fingers probing into the cleft between them only to be hindered by the taut fabric of her shorts rather than her protests. Her eyes closed and she lifted her face to mine, her mouth agape with suspense as I lowered my mouth to hers for another caress, a kiss that she met with a sudden ardor when my finger followed the sheath of her shorts to find the twin bulges of her sex filling the space between her lower buttocks and I discovered what a prominent and ample pudenda lay hidden beneath her tiny garment. Spontaneously her back arched lifting her buttocks into the probe of my finger between them feeling for the full measure of her ample offerings of delight, and a soft moan of surrender escaped her lips.


Models of 'Perfuction'! Ch. 02



Overnight my thoughts hovered constantly upon Laura's proposition and the utter delights it offered. There was no doubt that she would be a fantastic fuck, but there was another quality about her as well, her striking beauty exuded a captivating sensuous mixture of playful eroticism and adventure. 

She could have known nothing at first of my own predilections for such pursuits and I sensed in her surrender to my seduction on our very first encounter that this was a novel experience for her heightened by the coincidence of our mutual sexual sympathies. Her knowing responses in viewing my erotic artistic efforts signaled a nature so like mine that I craved to explore every nuance of our compatibilities, erotic and otherwise. 

That I had often, but not always, seduced my models into the casual satisfactions of our sexual appetites was of course quite inevitable considering the nature of our endeavors. But in this new adventure with Laura I sensed the promise of something even more satisfying than the satiation of my lust for her exceptional beauty, for indeed I seemed to have fallen in love with her at first sight. That her husband had his own designs on the lithe little Mae next door was no surprise. The girl was gorgeous and she had all the charm of budding beauty and seductive innocence flowering into the sexual sophistication that I had captured in my numerous renderings of her erogenous self-pleasuring, sensations that Laura clearly knew only too well herself. 

What enticed me was Laura's willing complicity not only in bringing the girl to her husband's bed but hers as well. I longed to pursue Laura's bisexual inclinations with her and wondered if this was another new adventure for her or a remnant of her past? There was no doubt she was serious about Jack fucking Mae. But could I arrange it, and would her husband actually surrender Laura's beauty to my lust if I did? 

Taking the opportunity to putter about in my front yard on the day following that incredible first meeting I hoped to encounter Laura again. To my delight she emerged from the house with her husband and she introduced me him. He was a husky rather handsome fellow, casual, likeable and ready for the Saturday night barbecue. I put his age like mine in his middle forties, perhaps fifteen years or more beyond Laura's late twenties, and his build dominated her petite beauty.

We chatted about the neighborhood and the barbecue, and then he offered his thanks for my painting of Mae. "Does she come to your barbecues?" he asked.

"Regularly," I answered, my gaze flitting to capture Laura's for a moment and I read her amused interest. "Mae and her older sister always gave me a hand cleaning up afterwards, but her sister just got a job in Chicago, so Mae's is living alone now." 

"She looks pretty young to be living alone," Jack observed. 

"Yes" I nodded. "She has all the charm of flowering puberty in that luscious little body, but she's a bit older than she looks. She's eighteen and just finishing High School." 

Jack nodded silently his mouth pursing expectantly. "I'd be happy to give her a hand cleaning up after the party," Laura volunteered. 

"I know she would very much appreciate your help, Laura. I'll give Mae a call and tell her that you will give her a hand," I offered. 

"Yeah. Do that!," Jack enthused, "Well, see you Saturday," he finished grasping my hand for a shake, and taking Laura's arm he ushered her to their house where she paused on the front steps offering me a little wave of her hand and a purse of her lips into a quick kiss. For the rest of the day my attention was totally focused on the comings and goings in the stucco house across from mine. The street was narrow, our tidy small front lawns offering an intimacy with my new neighbors. In the evening I caught glimpses of Laura and Jack, in the lights glowing brightly in their living room, and that night I glimpsed the beauty of Laura's naked sex offered below the partially drawn shade of their bedroom window above their front porch. 

She lingered there for a moment her finger finding the bulge of her prominent clit, teasing me with her tempting touch before turning her beautiful butt to my gaze and then the light winked out and I was left forlorn while she fucked with her husband. 

In consolation my thoughts turned to Mae, and sorting though my collection of works I found a canvas of her that I had painted at the outset of her modeling for me. It was a pose she had spontaneously taken when she had shed her clothes for the first time and stood naked before me, her hand shyly shielding her vulva, an expression of uncertainty upon her lovely features. 

Indeed her face radiated the impression of early adolescence, but shorn of her garments there was a delicious curvaceous ness in her body, a subtle perfection in her proportions announcing what lush beauty she would offer in the future. 

Dark haired, dark eyed, with flawlessly beautiful ivory skin shorn of every vestige of hair she was clearly a sexually precocious young lady from the shapes of her bountiful breasts and prominent nipples; the delicious swell of her mons; the prominence of her hairless pudenda; and the shapeliness of her little buttocks revealing an adoloescent sweetheart blooming into lush womanhood. 

My mind churned with the various possibilities of seducing Mae into Laura's propositions without a revelation of anything promising even as I mused over Laura's motives in this affair. In any case to my sheer delight it was obvious Laura was as eager to fuck with Mae and me as I was with her and Mae. But would the girl go along with surrendering her virginity to both Jack and Laura? 

As I worked to frame this painting I relived the experience of getting Mae and her sister from our weekly barbecues to my modeling stand. Both girls were lovely and the sister had aspirations for a career in fashion modeling, aspirations that I was able to advance with a connection I had in a Chicago modeling agency. 

In gratitude Sis yielded to my desire to capture her beauty, and in time I was able to talk her out of her clothes and pose her in the nude. Over time she also gave in to my intentions to explore her erotic sensibilities and capture them on canvas, and I found her utterly delightful as we worked together and she surrendered her charms to my needs.

Often Mae would accompany her sister to a modeling session and lounge about my studio observing the progress of my paintings and her sister's acquiescence to the poses I wanted.

Studying the two girls together I was struck by the delightful contrasts in their charms, Mae's exquisite youth contrasting delightfully with her sister in the full bloom of young womanhood. So one day I proposed that they both model for me in the nude and to my delight Mae agreed. 

Shyly at first, and under her sister's tutelage, Mae learned to pose and offer herself to my brush. Now that I had her utterly naked and was able to study all the intimacies of her lithe luscious figure I was thoroughly impressed with the delights of her youthful charms and the rich fullness of her fresh delta and vulva so perfectly shaved that it now appeared never to have sprouted hair. 

Clearly Sis had prepared Mae for what was to come, and in time I was even able to offer the girls in a series of paintings suggestive of lesbian erotica, which they found utterly hilarious and I found delightful.

I then determined to explore Mae's individual beauties the way I had her sister's, and of all the poses that I put her in the one that most satisfied me was a view of her lying on her tummy with her knees drawn up to lift her buttocks and expose the full bulges of her labial lips between her slim thighs, while she stared back at me so that I could catch the mixture of shy wonder and excitement in her expression. Mae's sister in watching the focus of my efforts was well aware of what I was trying to express and was deliciously helpful in persuading Mae to cooperate. "She needs to spread her buttocks and let the fullness of her sex show," I explained. 

"Oh, go ahead and get her the way you want her," Sis laughed with glance at me, and a knowing lift of her eyebrows.

Then for the first time I touched Mae, just as I had her sister, and in the most intimate of all places, caressing my hand over the curves of her buttocks, spreading them with my fingers to find the succulent swell of her sex and stroke it into the prominence that it deserved. 

Instantly the girl groaned and lifted her buttocks into my hand. Her eyes closed, her mouth opened and I felt the swelling of her vulva under my fingers as I caressed it in a long series of lingering squeezes that left my palm soaked with the abundance of her coital juices flowing into a lather. Clearly this little sweetheart's responses signaled a precocious sexuality, and perhaps even a sexual sophistication beyond her years.

Instinctively my finger found her clitoris fully tumescent and protruding into my touch so that I could massage it into full arousal. The result was everything I had hoped it would be as Mae began moving her slim hips in the quick coital movements that bespoke her own intense familiarity with the self-satisfactions of masturbation.

I pursued this pleasure for both of us until I sensed she was close to orgasm and then took up my brush again to capture every nuance of the girl's delights. Her sister stood back to watch and savor exactly what Mae was experiencing for I had pursued precisely the same exercise with her numerous times. 

When occasionally I felt the necessity to resume the massage of Mae's sex I felt her wonderfully ready to exploit my needs to the fullest, her little butt moving readily to pump her sex into my fingers so that I could find her clit and massage its surprising length and rigidity.

When at last I had captured the climax of the girl's beauties on my canvas and finally laid my brush down, Mae was breathless with need and arousal. She lay in position on the modeling couch with her eyes fixed on mine, her luscious little mouth gaping for breath, her exquisite little butt quivering with excitement. 

"Well," Sis exclaimed, "aren't you going to give her the reward?" 

"With your permission?" I probed. 

"Of course!" Sis laughed, "but you can't finger-fuck her cunt like you do me cause she's still a virgin and she has to stay that way." 

"I know dear," I agreed and that's when my hand finding Mae's sex in its fullest state of desire worked it over and over again with my finger on her clitoris and my thumb caressing her anal opening feeling the convulsions of her orgasm rippling even into the depths of her anal pucker. With a long cry of delight Mae surged into her climax that left my hand soaked to the wrist with the spurts of her coital juices, and when it was over at last she collapsed breathlessly on the couch, her delicate hand reaching back to find mine and hold it on her sex so we could savor every last tingle of her orgasm together. 

It was abundantly clear to me that this little sweetheart was thoroughly familiar with all the nuances of orgasm despite her tender years, and I wondered then if this was the girl's first experience of sex with a male.

When at last the afterglow of her orgasm faded I drew her to stand before the painting and she looked up at me with wonder and delight. My arms embraced her nudity and her sister's familiar form as well, my hand's simultaneously caressing Mae's beauteous breasts and Sis's lush full bosom. 

With a sigh of satisfaction Mae wrapped her slim shapely arm around my waist and looked up into my face with nothing less than adoration. The artistic erotic excursions we three explored together after that I captured on canvas until Sis's job offer removed her from our ménage just as Laura and her husband entered the picture.

With Sis gone I had determined to pursue my seduction of Mae at her next modeling session and enjoy deflowering her luscious beauty with my erection aching for the embrace of her virginal vagina. But now I was so captivated by Laura's charms that I had to find a way of surrendering Mae's maidenhead to Jack's lust and my first move the next day was to pick up the phone and call the girl. 

Shortly she arrived in my studio as enticingly lovely as ever and garbed in nothing but a flannel robe, which she allowed to drape open over her luscious nudity as I lifted my last canvas of Mae and Sis in an erotic pseudo-lesbian sixty-nine and set it upon my easel.

"Tell me dear," I probed, "did you find such poses as this at all satisfying?"

"At first I just thought it was all a joke," Mae murmured, cuddling to my side "...until we did that pose and Sis actually licked my clit. And she kept doing it all the while you were painting, and I actually had an orgasm. It blew my mind I couldn't believe how good it felt." 

"So do you think you would like to pursue such pleasures in the future?" 

"I might. I don't know. Why?"

"Have you met your new neighbors yet?"

"Well, sort of...I was sunbathing yesterday and I saw Laura leaving your house with one of your paintings and I thought she must have been posing for you already, she was practically naked in that skimpy outfit. And then her husband came home and began talking to me until she came out and introduced herself. She's very pretty isn't she?"

"Yes she is. She thinks you are absolutely lovely too and she was so taken with the last painting I did of you that I gave it to her."

"Oh Mister! You mean she and her husband have seen me playing with my pussy like that?" Mae moaned pinching my arm.

"Indeed they have Mae and I can tell you that their appetites are thoroughly whetted for the appetizer you have given them."

"Both of them? The Misses too?" Mae gasped in wonderment. 

"You are an exceptional young lady Mae and I would like to capture your beauty and Laura's in a threesome with her husband in my next painting. There is a good market out there for such novelties. It could fetch a handsome profit, which would be yours if you would be willing to pose with them."

"God knows I could use the money. When I graduate in two weeks I'm going to have to go live with Sis cause I can't even pay my rent now."

"I will cover all your living expenses here this summer and you can save your money for college in the fall," I offered happily.

"I'll think about it." Mae murmured "If I pose with them like that what would they do to me?" 

"Whatever you want them to dear. We will leave it up to you."

Looking yearningly up at me May let her robe slip from her shoulders to hang loosely upon her arms, her luscious breasts suddenly naked to my eyes. "Do you want to prep me for posing now?" she whispered. 

"Oh you are such a tempting little beauty my dear that I think we had better save all your charms for that session with Laura and her husband," I returned lifting her robe to cover her breasts and shoulders.

Soberly she stared up at me, a quick pout of frustration filling her face as my lips touched her forehead in a soft kiss. "Believe me dear, we will have plenty of opportunities for 'prepping' this summer after we finish what your new neighbors have in mind. Will I see you at my barbecue on Saturday night?" 

"Yes Mister. I wouldn't miss it for anything," she returned, a sly smile lighting her lovely features when she turned away from me and left. 

*****

The night of our barbecue was warm, the neighborhood was quiet; our weekly party with the neighbors had ended after midnight and Jack and I sat alone at the table in my backyard finishing our drinks.

Laura was in my house with Mae putting the leftovers away. With relief I now sat savoring the impressions of this evening, the most impressive being not only the sheer delight of Laura's beauty but the aura of knowing sensuality she radiated. 

There was something special about the way she laughed, the way she glanced at me, the way she walked and held herself, a certain overt sensuality that hinted at the delicious depths of delights in her persona, and this evening I was even more aware of her charms than before if that was possible.

But now I was alone with her husband and he was rather more into his libations than I when he lifted the bottle of Scotch and poured us each a generous dollop. "Here's to Mae," he said touching his glass to mine "Thanks again for the painting. Laura said you didn't you fuck that little sweetheart when she posed for you." he added with a sharp glance and a wise grin at me. 

"No. She was chaperoned by her sister who just got a modeling job and moved to Chicago about the time you and Laura moved in. So now Mae is on her own, and she's still a virgin," I finished.

"That little doll has got one luscious cunt," Jack muttered just as Laura appeared to clear our table and caught his remark. She leaned between us for the dishes and I felt her warmth and the shape her hip against my shoulder, "and so have you, dear," Jack chortled. 

Laura lingered, glancing down at me, a wry expression on her lovely features and an amused glint in her bright eyes and then I could feel the movements of her loins warm against my shoulder when she lifted the tray of dishes between us.

Jack glanced up at his wife and then directly at me, his arm encircling her waist and drawing her to him. "Laura says you want her to model for you."

"Yes. That's true. Your wife has an exceptional beauty that any figure artist would want to capture on canvas." 

"She said you want to paint her bare-ass the way you did that picture of Mae." 

"I think she would be the perfect summation for my derriere series if you wouldn't object to her posing for me like that," I returned. 

"Well speaking of hot curvey-cunts will this one do?" Jack chortled lifting Laura's skirt with his free hand to the revelation of her sex.

"Jack!" she cried between a gasp and a giggle while he held her pinned against him, and with her hands full she could only hold the tray helplessly while he exposed her to my gaze. In a moment he had her skirt all the way up to her waist and I got a perfect view of her panty-less pussy as she stood frozen in astonishment before me. 

Indeed her sex was everything that I had seen and felt on her first visit to me. The full rounded eminence of her mons shorn of hair was clearly visible along with the protuberance of her clitoral hood descending into the folds of her luscious labia. Here indeed was a delta to be relished, and now I knew that its beauteous prominence signaled that this woman clearly had a sexual appetite to match. 

I glanced up into her face and read something other than shocked surprise, there was also a lingering laugh on her lovely lips mixed with a calculating glint in her eyes that said, 'You love what you see of me, don't you?' 

Her long clitoris gleamed above her labia, its prominent bulb visible beneath its hood, reminding me of the ease with which I had brought her to the heights of sexual arousal on her first visit to me. The swollen petals of her engorged inner labia lay open, the cleft between them leading to the hidden recesses of her vaginal opening that my fingers had explored with such satisfactions for both of us at our first meeting. 

"How about it? Do you want to paint my wife's pussy?" Jack grinned wrapping his arm around her waist and drawing her to him again. 

"It would be a pleasure and a privilege," I intoned, gravely studying the droll expression on Laura's lovely face as she unwound from Jack's arm and stalked off, but then she glanced back over her shoulder at me with an anticipatory laugh and a quick wave of her hand.

"Laura told me she wouldn't mind modeling for you and I wouldn't mind letting her do it if you would paint her ass the way you did Mae's with her fingers up her twat," Jack offered with a keen glance at me.




Models of 'Perfuction'! Ch. 03



"That looks yummy," Laura laughed pointing to the hot dogs still warm from cooking. I speared one on a fork and drew her over to a bench in the darkness. When we settled down she snuggled up close to me and I put my arm around her waist.

Again I savored how her curves fitted so perfectly with mine as we nestled there together, her luscious body a sheer delight to cuddle, my hand drinking in her warmth and the subtle curvaceous-ness of her flat belly and abdomen. 

She took my hand then and drew the wiener up to her mouth, only she didn't bite it. Instead she slipped her tongue out and licked slowly and sexily over the end of it, and then she opened her mouth and let her eyes drift up from the hotdog to mine. I slipped it into her mouth and she closed her lips over it, drew it in over her tongue, began sucking it, and then worked it in and out of her mouth in a perfect imitation of fantastic fellatio.

"I can see you give great head," I whispered down at her. 

"You'll have to ask my husband," she murmured up at me. 

"I'd rather have you show me," I laughed back at her. 

"I know you would," Laura giggled her gaze drifting back to the chairs where we had left her husband and the girl, but they were gone! 

"He's fucking her now," she said simply. "They're in your house fucking. He's wanted to fuck her ever since we moved into the neighborhood weeks ago and he got a gander at her cute little butt, and then when you gave us that painting of her virgin vagina he told me he was going to fuck her for sure." 

"Do you mind?" I asked. 

"Jack's always had the hots for teenie twats and tits. I looked like Mae when we first met but that was ten years ago," she laughed. 

"But you are utterly gorgeous the way you are now. He's had the best of both worlds with you." I protested, 

"You love tiny tits and tingling twats don't you?" she murmured. 

"When they come as beautifully packaged as yours they're a sheer delight," I answered soberly. 

"Your nice," she smiled at me. "There's a full moon out," she said glancing up at the sky.

"And now you get to 'model' for me," I whispered happily. 

"Yes," she laughed knowingly, "he gets to fuck Mae, and you get to..." her voice stopped as I took her hand in mine and slowly twirled her nakedness before me, taking in every aspect of her beauty revealed by the shining moonlight. 

Now all the details of her delightfully bare breasts and nipples, her luscious buttocks and puffy pussy accented by her gracefully slim arms, narrow waist, and utterly gorgeous legs lay exposed to my gaze. 

I realized as I took in her exquisite loveliness that Laura possessed in its most delightful realization everything that Mae's adolescent beauties promised, and the thought that I might possess the flowered woman and the blossoming girl together filled me with arousal.

"You've got a face and a body to die for, Laura." 

"And a cunt you'd love to fuck, right?" 

"Of course, and I want to make love to your breasts too." 

"Really! Do you want to make LOVE to them?" she sighed looking seriously up at me as I lifted my mouth to her succulent nipples. 

"Yum," I muttered. "You've got the bosom of a young teen, the butt of a sexy siren, and the most suckable nipples I've ever seen." 

"They're awfully sensitive, but Jack never plays with them now," she sighed unhappily. 

"He doesn't know what he's missing," I murmured lowering my face to her breast and touching her nipple with my tongue. 

Her hand came caressingly to my head then, her fingers stroking though my hair. "Suck! But not too hard at first," she ordered as I drew her nipple into my mouth feeling it collapse into a hard little bud of sensation, laving my tongue over it, kissing around the firm up-tilted shape of her breast. 

"Yes! That's nice," she whispered, "Do it some more like that." 

I felt her flinch then with delight as I drew upon her nipple with a long firm suck. 

"Yum! Do the other one too," she whispered. 

I took my time with her then caressing, sucking, fondling her bosom from every angle until I had both her breasts lifting and firming with engorgement, and her nipples hard with excitement. 

"Oh that's so GOOD," she groaned. 

"Where do you feel it?" I probed. "

All over, but mostly in my clit." 

"Do you want me to suck your clit?" 

"Of course I do!" 

"And kiss that beautiful butt of yours," 

"Yes." 

"And lick in between your cheeks?" 

"I would love it, and you could fuck my cunt, and my asshole, and my mouth and I will suck your cock and eat your cum and mine too," she laughed breathlessly hugging my mouth to her breasts, letting me capture and torture her nipples with my teeth, and pulling away until her nipples stretched deliciously. 

"Do you like to suck cock Laura?" I muttered between caresses of her breasts savoring with satisfaction her flare for sexy-talk. Clearly her nature was as libidinous as mine. 

"Yes. I love to suck cock, and I'm really good at it too. Do you want to come in my mouth? Have me lick up all your semen and swallow it? And watch me play with your penis, and get it hard again and again so I can give you one blow-job after another?" 

"You'd better believe it, my dear." 

"You've wanted me to suck your cock from the first minute we met didn't you?" 

"Yes!" 

"I knew you did. I could tell from the way you were looking at my mouth, like you knew how much I liked to suck a good hard prick."

"Your mouth is beautiful. It's made for cock sucking." "

I know, and I love to do it. I would have sucked you off that first time we met if Jack hadn't showed up."

"Did you think about sucking my cock when you asked to use my phone." 

"I did when I saw you looking at my mouth the way you were." 

"Well you've got the chance now, you gorgeous creature," I gasped pulling away from her breasts at last and staring up into her animated face. I felt her hand come to rest on my thigh then, and her fingers began to work slowly around it until they were nestled into the heat of my groin. Her fingers closed around my shaft with quick squeezes taking its measure and feeling out the length of my erection under my fly.

We stood close to each other by the barbecue feeling the warmth from the coals and when I brought the wiener to her mouth again she took my hand and held it for a moment. 

"I'd rather suck your cock," she laughed. Our faces were so close then that the kiss was unstoppable and I touched her lips with mine. She drew back, looking intently into my eyes, studying my face with a serious intensity. "Jack said that I could suck and fuck you like a whore but that whore's don't kiss. Why do you want to kiss me?" she murmured.

"Because you are absolutely adorable, Laura. I've wanted to kiss you from the first moment we met." 

"I know. I could tell, and I loved it when you did kiss me in your studio. It was so special" she groaned, 

And then our mouths melted together. The kiss was again perfection itself and suddenly her mouth was open and warm and eager on mine, and that kiss was just the prelude to a whole series of caresses over her face, her brows, her cheeks, behind her ears, down into those erogenous zones on her neck that ended in a session of deep tonguing in her mouth that only ceased when we had to catch our breaths.

She slid her arms around my neck cuddling her cheek against mine, her breath hot against my ear. "Jack will want to know all about what you did to me tonight," she whispered. "He will want all the details, but I'm not going to tell him that we kissed because kissing is special, and that was a really special kiss," she sighed happily her face centering over mine. "I've never felt a kiss like that before," she groaned, her mouth coming to mine for another long caress, our lips mingling and lingering in long soft passages until her tongue slipped within my mouth and teased my tongue to follow hers back into her mouth so she could suck it passionately while my hands worked down over the supple shapes of her naked back and down to her bare buttocks to massage them.

"I adore you Laura,"

"I know I can feel it," she sighed happily. 

"You are not only sexy and beautiful beyond belief, you are a wonderful woman with depths in you that I'm only just beginning to discover. "I want to know all about your life, everything that happened to you from the time you were a little girl." 

"It's a long story, with lots of chapters and its not all about sex but most of them are. I guess I was made for fucking," she sighed hugging me. 

"This chapter is about you and me. How did it begin?" I probed.

"It began with Mae," she laughed. "Actually Jack sent me over to see you that first day. He handed me that sexy white halter and shorts set before he went to work and told me to wear it, and I called him from your phone pretending our line was dead. The week before he had seen Mae going over to your house and staying there for hours, and he guessed something was going on between you two. He was sure you were fucking her, and he thought he could use me to get to you and then to Mae, and it worked but in a way he never guessed it would," Laura murmured her mouth coming to mine again for another long soft kiss. "I love you Mister and our sex is going to be fantastic...like never before .. I can feel it everywhere in my being," she moaned as our mouths mingled in one long savoring kiss after another.

My aching penis was in now full erection under my fly and it was sheer delight when I felt her hand capture it and feel out its length and girth.

"Yum", she murmured, "You're hung! And I'm getting really hungry now." 

Her fingers searched and found the tab of my zipper, and drawing it down over the bulge of my aching erection her knowing hand entered the opening and found my organ. She moved her hand with an ease clearly born of long familiarity with this practice, freeing me from the hindrance of my garments, and her face lifted to mine for another long sensuous kiss upon my mouth. Her tongue sought mine as she fondled my erection, and then she drew my tongue into her mouth for a long passionate session of French Kissing. 

My hands buried themselves in the fragrant depths of her hair, pulling out the comb and pins that held the French Twist until her tresses flowed freely and darkly down to her shoulders and we kissed over and over again. I offered a flood of caresses to her cheeks, her brows, her ears, to the slim beauty of her neck.

"You liked it when Jack lifted my skirt tonight didn't you?" she whispered. 

"I loved it," I moaned. 

"I knew you would, you've been ogling my butt all evening. I thought you were going to grope my cheeks like you are now a dozen times tonight and that's when I shed my panties."

"What would you have done if I had?" I answered, my hands capturing the curves of her luscious cheeks and spreading her buttocks to totally know what her husband had already tempted me with.

"Just this!" she sighed cuddling her face against mine while I gazed down her shapely back taking in the deep crevice between her buttocks that led to the sumptuous folds of her sex beneath them.

Her buttocks were utterly delicious, curving delightfully out from her crease to hollowed sides and flaring up to her softly rounded curvy hips, charms that I took my time savoring, until at last under the insistent urging of my hand I spread her cheeks and felt the tight constriction of her anal pucker so invitingly revealed above the sumptuous bulges of her full, puffy and exquisitely generous labial lips, lips that I could not resist parting with my fingers to reveal the pale wet rosy expanse of her pink embracing the folds leading into her vaginal opening, a slit so tight that when I worked my finger into it she threw her head back and moaned with excitement.

"Oh God!" she cried as my finger slid up between the wet slippery hot folds of her pussy lips to find her clitoris and began to massage it while another finger pumped rhythmically in her vagina.

With a gasp she clamped her fingers over my massaging hand, stilling my movements. "You're driving me crazy!" she moaned, "feeling my clit and finger-fucking me like that."

I reached round her warm slim supple waist with my arm and drew her down onto my lap with her back to me so that my erection slid up between the folds of her sex and then protruded from between her thighs. She settled back against me, her hand moving to push my penis against her labia, and I felt them part wetly to enfold my girth. With a moan she wrapped her arm around my neck to brace her self while she masturbated her sex on my erection. 

"Do you want me to suck you?" she whimpered. 

"I want you to fuck me!" I answered. 

"I know" she laughed softly. "I would love to fuck you, and it would be so easy now. All I would have to do is shove your cock up into my cunt," she gasped her voice urgent with sudden excitement, "but I just want to suck you first," she teased. 

She rose then and started to turn to face me when I pulled her down onto my lap again so that my erection slid into the depths of the crease between her luscious buttocks. I lay back on the bench and stretched the length of her back over me until her face was next to mine.

We kissed passionately when my finger found her clitoris once more and massaged it gently. My erection rose to the delights of her firm tight buttocks contracting with the excitement of her movements and I worked my shaft up and down between her cheeks, and then my finger found her vaginal orifice again and entered. 

She lay on her back shoving her hips up into my thrusts, her lovely naked legs splayed on either side of my thighs, her bare feet bracing herself to meet my fucking finger and answering it with coital thrusts of her own while I explored the taut convulsing hot wet depths of her vagina, and savored the feel of her tight contracting buttocks upon my penis.

"I want to lick your pussy Laura," I groaned. 

"I thought you'd never ask," she laughed, rising to sit upon my chest and then turning so that her luscious legs fell on either side of my face, opening her thighs and everything between them to my caresses. Now at last I could make love to her gorgeous cunt that had tempted me so utterly from the moment I had first met her. 

Bracing herself with her hands and feet she lifted her sex to my mouth so that I could caress her clit with my tongue, slip it between her petals and stroke the full length of their lascivious shapes into the depths of her vaginal opening. 

Over and over again I made this journey with my mouth, pausing to take her clitoral hood with its tiny shinning bulb into my mouth and torture it with my tongue. Her responses to my caresses were ever more vigorous, so that when at last my tongue found the entry to her vagina and plunged within she was utterly open to my explorations and her juices were lathering my face with their abundance.

"You're so good at cunt loving..." she moaned distractedly, "and I really need it...and I love it so much." 

"You're taste is so female, so sexy, so delicious," I slobbered up at her.

"I'm gonna cum. Suck my clit!" she cried lifting her hands to her head and tossing her tresses wildly as her orgasm soared through her once again, until at last it began to fade and she threw herself down upon me in the afterglow of her climax, our mouths meeting again in a hot passionate kiss. We traded tongues then and she tasted the abundance of her own juices in my mouth until she was exhausted and had to stop for breath.

"I've needed that for so long," she groaned. 

"Doesn't he ever lick your pussy?" I queried. 

"Not any more. He used to but now all he wants is quickies in the morning and at night and then he goes to sleep. He just did it to sex me up, like he was doing to Mae just now, so I'd give him a really good fuck. But I got so I loved having my clit sucked like you just did to me." 

"You climaxed really hard." 

"I know. I always do. It's so perfect. And then I can cum again in just a little while it leaves me feeling so sexed up."

She rolled off my chest then and slid down between my thighs until my erection rose before her lovely face. I lifted myself to watch and savor the sight of her gorgeous countenance about to engage in a feast of sensual sucking upon my organ, and what followed was an utter orgy of oral delight for me and clearly for her too. 

Her skill and appetite for my phallus went unabated as she massaged, sucked, licked, kissed, and fondled me into the first surges of my orgasm that I fought desperately to control so I could prolong this delight to the extreme. Alas, the combination of her exquisite beauty and irresistible skill were finally too much for me and I sought to warn her of the consequences.

"I'm gonna cum" I gasped fully expecting her to release my orgasm into the night air, but my words only served to stimulate her into ever more vigorous oral attentions that instantly filled her mouth with the lather of my climax. She drew back to swallow and catch her breath taking the next wave of surges upon her beautiful face until it was dripping with my flood of satisfaction. 

I slid my fingers over her sweet cheeks to wipe away the mess but she caught my hand and drew it to her mouth, her exquisite tongue licking my fingers clean of my ecstasy until she had savored every drop and morsel of my seminal delight. 

And then she pushed my hand down to the slope of her flat slim belly and over the rise of her puffy mons to the firm pulsing protuberance of her clit so I could again finger her into another orgasm that she craved with such intensity that when her climax came again her juices spurted from her vulva and soaked my hand and wrist with their fragrant perfumes. 

Then with a wan smile she lifted my hand to her mouth and toasted her orgasms with a long savoring kiss upon her own aromas, sucking her juices from my finger and offering me the sensations of her own aromas on her tongue filling my mouth.

We kissed again, and again, warmly and with lingering softness in the afterglow of our orgasms and I realized that she had climaxed twice in the last few minutes with shuddering orgasms. 

Clearly this gorgeous young woman now utterly naked in my arms had an amorous and sensual nature matching her stunning beauty, and I marveled at my amazing good fortune in being granted her favors as she lowered her mouth to my limp penis.

"Is the party is over?" she sighed up at me with a soft laugh.

"No my love it has just begun," I responded. 

Rising to her feet she picked up the rumpled folds of her dress, "Something to remember me by," she whispered dropping it into my hands. 

"Not that I could ever forget this incredible evening" I offered lifting her gift to my nose for a long sniff.

"If I know Jack he'll be fucking Mae all night and she's going to have one sore pussy," she sighed with a glance at the softly lit windows in the room above us. 

"Let's go inside," I urged, "we can use my studio." 

Picking up the comb that had held her hair in the French Twist, and shaking out her long dark tresses until they framed her lovely face she spread her arms to the full exposure of her naked body, "I sure can't go home like this," she laughed. 

"My God, you are so beautiful!" I exclaimed suddenly. She looked gravely up at me then as I added, "I can't believe this happened, that he let you, I mean offered you to me the way he did when he lifted your skirt tonight." 

She laughed again and tossed her head until her tresses swayed in a dark wave about her face. Impulsively I caught her in my arms and lifted her chin with my hand, studying her beauty before I kissed her mouth once more, and again I was struck with how perfectly our bodies fitted together, her naked curves melting into mine like we were made for each other. 




Models of 'Perfuction'! Ch. 04



I rolled off Laura's belly and lay upon my back my organ still fully erect and aching with need to cum. 

"Ooooh!" she questioned fondling my penis with her eager hands. "You didn't cum after all that fucking?" 

"I can tell you want lots of hard cock my love, and I'm here to give it to you sweetheart." 

"YUM!" she laughed happily, lowering her face to my penis, dragging her tongue up its full length and savoring the taste of her juices coating my shaft. In a moment her delightfully lovely mouth was engaged with my cock in licking, sucking, and caressing its rigidly quaking head.

Contentedly I lay against the pillows gazing down at these delights that she had awakened in me with her extraordinary beauty and sensuousness nature. Her naked little body moved through one gorgeous contortion after the other as she rewarded me for the fuck I had just given her and my mind turned to the next episode of our affair.

"Tell me dear how do you feel about going down on Mae's pussy with your mouth?" 

"No problem Mister. She's really cute and sexy and I like her a lot," Laura laughed up at me. 

"How do you think Mae would feel about doing it to you?" 

"She can handle it," Laura returned meaningfully. 

"What makes you think so?" I asked.

"Well I got acquainted with her right after I met you like Jack wanted me to. The day you and I first met I came home all sexed up from you fingering me and went into the house while he was parking the car in the garage. 

When I looked out the kitchen window he was talking to Mae. She was lying on a blanket sunbathing with nothing on but her bikini bottom and he was ogling her bare boobs. That's when I decided to let him know I could see them and I grabbed cans of pop and went out to meet her. 

'Hi. My name is Laura and I see you have already met my husband. It's so hot how about a Pepsi?' I said popping a can and when I handed it to her she lifted her arm and her boob flopped up at us. 'Oh you're really stacked,' I laughed as the pop squirted and splashed on her breast and then I grabbed her towel, wiped her boob dry and touched her nipple. 

She just stared at us for a minute, mumbled that her name was 'Mae', sat up and wrapped the towel over her breasts while Jack got his eyes full and I invited her over for coffee in the morning to get acquainted. 

But the next morning I saw her go over to your house Mister wearing nothing but a robe. She didn't stay long enough to be posing for you so when she returned I asked her in for coffee, and she accepted.

We had a brief chat but she had to leave for school so then I asked her in for dinner that evening and to my surprise she said 'okay'. But now I know Mister that you had asked her to do a threesome pose with Jack and I, so she was just checking us out.  

Well that evening when she arrived Jack was ecstatic. That's when he took her picture out of our bedroom and hung it in the dining room where we all could see it. When she saw it she blushed and clasped her hands over her face in shock, but then I just hugged her and told her how beautiful she is, and how much we both loved the painting and that settled her down. 

I had set the table with Mae across from Jack and her picture behind her so he could study her face and her beautiful bare butt, and then I told her you wanted me to pose in the nude for you too, and she told us about the first time she had ever done anything like that and how shy she was at first but then how she got used to it, and how you had put her in lots of different poses till you got the one you wanted. By then we were all laughing and relaxed and giggling over your sexy paintings, Mister, but then when dinner was over Jack dragged out his collection of porno movies for us to watch together. 

I didn't know how she would react to that at first, she looks so innocent and she's such a sweetie but we'd been looking at that painting of her masturbating all evening. 

We settled down on the love-seat with Jack between us. There was hardly room for the three of us and he had his arms spread behind us. She was huddled over next to the arm away from him while he cuddled me. The movie was just a soft-porn flick but I could tell that she was fascinated by what she was seeing.

Jack had his arm around my shoulders and he began feeling my tits like he always does when we watch porn. I couldn't see what he was doing to Mae at first but when I took a peek he had his arm around her shoulders too, cuddling her up to him.

She glanced at me and saw him feeling my tits, so I just lifted my boobs into his hand and smiled at her, and that's when Jack let his hand drape down from her shoulder to her tit. 

Her mouth dropped open but she didn't resist, and then he found her nipple and when he gave it a little squeeze I chuckled like I knew what that was like, so she knew I didn't mind if he played with her tits. By then he had my blouse open and both my tits bare and he had his hand inside her open top when the movie ended. 

She stood up looking flustered and said she had to go home. So I started buttoning her blouse and said, 'How about coming over for snacks tomorrow night, Mae?' and gave her a nice hug as she went out the door. She just looked at me and left. 

But when I called her the next day and invited her for snacks and another movie she said that you had offered to pay her rent so she could come to the barbecue and would be happy to come for snacks. When I told Jack what you had done he was thrilled and said I should get ready to pose for you.

When Mae arrived that evening she looked fabulous, bright eyed and excited, and she was wearing this loose sleeveless V-neck top and floppy cotton shorts that teased you with her shapes. She slid onto the couch and I sat down next to her while Jack popped a real porno flick into the player, and then he sat down next to Mae so she was sandwiched between us.

When I saw the flick start I had to laugh cause we had watched it so many times. It was about this woman seducing a young girl into a threesome with her husband. 

It's a really sexy movie and the actors are all terrifically gorgeous, but I was wondering if Mae could deal with it under the circumstances. I kept glancing at her and I could see she that she had gotten the point right away. She glanced at me with this awed expression but then she looked back at the movie again.

By then Jack had his arm stretched behind her head and he was stroking my hair with his hand, so I just moved closer like I wanted him to caress me. He was settling into her on one side and I was getting closer on the other until we had her cuddled between us. 

She had her bare feet stretched out on the floor and her bare arm was next to my hand so after a while I just slid my hand over onto her arm and said, "I think this is just about the sexiest movie I've ever seen, don't you Mae?" She glanced at me real quick and nodded shyly, so I moved my hand down her arm and took her hand in mine to comfort her and I felt her relax a little.

The seduction scenes were really underway in the film and I could see she was totally absorbed in what was happening between the woman, the girl, and the guy. I decided to make my move and I slid my hand over hers stroking her hand, and then I let my fingers curl underneath hers into her lap until I could feel her belly. 

She was wearing thin floppy flannel shorts and I could feel the shape of her belly very nicely through them and that's when Jack let his arm slid off the couch-back onto her shoulders snuggling her even closer to him. She glanced at me but I just patted her tummy, smiled at her and she gave me this rather wide-eyed look and then looked back at the TV. 

By then the man and the woman were into seducing the girl and he was feeling her tits. That's when Jack left off stroking my hair and began to stroke Mae's curls. Her hair was long, loose, draped over her breasts on each side and he let his fingers curl down over her boob and stroke it. She flinched and gave me this startled look.

"Feels good, doesn't it Mae? I know he's feeling your tits sweetie. It's all right dear. I don't mind." I said squeezing her hand and then I lifted her hair from her other breast and stroked it up over her boob till I could feel her nipple. It was as hard as a plum pit and I knew she wasn't wearing anything under her top. 

Mae just slumped back against Jack then and he fondled her tit while I played with the other one. I laughed and we went back to watching the movie while we both fondled her boobs. 

Now the actors were really into sucking and fucking. They had the girl on the guy's lap with his cock up her cunt and the woman was lapping the girl's clit and kissing her pussy and licking his cock sliding in and out of the girl's vagina. And then the woman raised up and slid her tongue into the girl's mouth. 

Mae's face was flushed and she was breathing hard from what she was seeing and feeling. By then I was feeling pretty sexed up myself what with the movie and the whole situation, and I sure knew what Jack wanted, so I wasn't surprised when he began to gather her top in his fingers and draw it up over her breast until her naked nipple was right in front of my mouth. I leaned down, kissed her breast, and drew her nipple into my mouth. 

She groaned and slid her hand behind my head while I nursed her nipple, and Jack tweaked the other one with his fingers. And then he squeezed her breast offering it to my mouth and I leaned over to suck that nipple too. When I glanced up into her face she was starring wide-eyed at the flick and cuddling my face to her breasts.

I sucked, and licked, and kissed until she was squirming with excitement under me, and without looking I knew what was happening in the flick. The girl and the woman were taking turns sucking the guy's cock. 

So I just reached down, unzipped Jack's fly and his cock popped out of his pants. I looked over up her and she was starring at me in disbelief. I thought for a minute she was going to get out there but she didn't. I pushed my hair away from my face, bent over his penis and started sucking him off. 

In a minute I had his cock in full erection with my mouth and when I pulled back to catch my breath and glance up at Mae she had this awed look on her face as she stared down at his penis and then at my mouth, and that's when I kissed her.

You can tell everything about a person in that first kiss. She didn't pull away from me at all, her mouth was soft and open and then I felt her lips respond gently on mine. "You are such a darling little sweetheart" I whispered at her as I kissed her again and this time I slid my tongue into her mouth so she could taste Jack's cock on it, and then I went back to sucking him off again.

He had her really cuddled up to him and his hand was up under her top tweaking her nipples. Her cute little belly was bare all the way up to her boobs by then so when I lifted my mouth off Jack's cock I started kissing up her belly to her boobs that Jack was cradling in his hands so her nipples were poking out at me. 

I put my mouth on a nipple and gave it good suck and then I went down to Jack's cock and sucked that for a while, and then went up to her other nipple and sucked that one. And then I went back and forth between her nipples and his cock.

Her nipples were all puckered and hard and I could see that she loved the sensations. She was starring at me like she couldn't believe what was happening, but when I kissed her on the mouth again she kissed me back with feeling. 

So then I began working my hand up and down Jack's cock and really pumping it into my mouth, and that's when he came. I pulled back and let him shoot his stuff all over my mouth and my face so she could see him cum on me. When he finished he took his finger and began wiping his cum into my mouth and over my tongue. Then he took a big gob of it and offered it to her. 

She just stared at it for a minute so he pushed it into her mouth. Her eyes got real squinty and watery and she puckered up her lips but he got his finger in her mouth and made her lick it off, and I thought it was the first time she had ever tasted cum, and that's why he was teasing her tonight about cum tasting like wine. 

Jack's cock was going soft by then and the flick was finished. That's when I decided that our little party was over before Jack got his second wind and got to fuck Mae before I got to fuck you Mister. So I pulled her top down over her boobs, gave her a nice little kiss on the mouth, and told her I couldn't wait for the barbecue tomorrow night. She looked pretty dazed, flustered and excited when she left for her apartment. 

So I can tell you Mister that little sweetheart is up for a foursome with me, and you, and Jack anytime we want it. I could tell she was a hot little ticket and now we know she goes for girls too," Laura laughed knowingly

.

"Yes my Love," I whispered kissing her mouth softly, "I could have told you that Mae was in to cunt loving after those modeling sessions with her sister. I did a series of paintings with Mae and her sister in a whole variety of lesbian poses. At first they both thought it was just a huge giggle but Sis was the most adventurous of the two and one day when I had them in a sixty-nine, Mae's sister decided to lick her tongue over Mae's clit. 

They both giggled and Mae slapped Sis's butt poised just above her mouth, but she stopped laughing and her hips lifted her puss up when Sis began to use her finger on Mae's clit. In a minute or two Mae's clit all swollen and hard popped out of her labia and Sis sucked it into her mouth. That's when I got one of the sexiest poses from those two girls as Sis brought Mae to orgasm by sucking her clit. 

I never saw Mae return the favor but I would guess that now she's ready for lesbian sex," I laughed. "As for blow jobs, her sister jacked me off in our last modeling session together and fed Mae my cum for her first taste of semen. And after that Mae and I finished every posing session with a blow job and a cunnilingus." 

"Well now she's had a good dose of Jack's cum too!" Laura exclaimed with a giggle. "After Mae went home that night Jack and I talked about my posing for you, and that you would want to fuck me, and that I was all for it. After our little petting session I knew that Mae would most likely go for a real fuck and Jack would get to take her cherry, and then we could play out all our girl-on-girl fantasies while you guys fucked us.

When Mae showed up tonight at the barbecue wearing that sexy little sun-suit with nothing under it except that cute little bod of hers I knew that our fuck-fest was on. Jack was ecstatic but he didn't dare show it for fear the neighbors would catch on to what we had in mind, so I spent a lot of time chatting with her and she stayed to help me clean up after the party was over. 

Then when Jack showed you my pussy I knew the deal was on for sure and I told Mae what he had in mind. At first I didn't think she would go for it, but we talked it over and when I came back to you guys she came with me and you know all the rest, Mister" she laughed with a little slap on my chest and then she continued.

"Mae told me that night that she's smitten with this popular jock who does gang-bangs with the girls at her high-school. She knows he wants to make out with her and she wants to make it good for him, so she's willing to go for whatever Jack and I want. 

You wouldn't mind fucking her yourself would you Mister? And I can tell you one thing for sure, she's not a virgin now," Laura laughed wryly. "I'll bet I could set up a threesome between you and me and her whenever you want it after her cunt heals up from Jack fucking it tonight. Just think about it you could have the two of us sucking your cock and trading our pussies and everything else we've got for that fantastic erection of yours." Laura giggled.

"I'll think about it," I said drawing her mouth to mine for a long sexy kiss.

"For how long? Two seconds?" she laughed, her mouth eager on mine.

"One second," I admitted slipping my tongue into her willing mouth and she began nursing it. 

"Done!" she sighed reaching for my cock with her hand and stroking its full length into full erection again. 

"You are such a fantastic woman," I marveled. 

"I know," she laughed bending her beautiful face to my cock to take it into her mouth once more and nurse it into what she had in mind for it now. When she had it wet and quivering with need she rose over me, lifted a lovely leg and straddling my loins directed my penis into the opening of her vagina. With a gasp of need she settled herself upon its length and commenced fucking it with all her energy. 

A dozen strokes later she stopped for breath, rose to her knees so that my erection slipped from her vagina, directed it back to the entry of her anus and forced its head within her pucker. Slowly and sensuously she eased its length up within her and then began a series of surges upon its bulk.

As I lay watching her I marveled at the pleasure she was obviously feeling from this experience. Her eyes closed, her mouth gaping with need she raised the tempo of her surges until it was clear to me that she was in the midst of another orgasm that lasted through a series of mounting climaxes, until finally exhausted, breathless, and awash in sweat she collapsed upon my chest and I pulsed the full measure of my cum up into the depths of her rectum with my own orgasm.

Limp at last we cuddled in our mutual afterglow, our mouths mingling in soft caresses until sleep overcame us together.

*****

The morning arrived before dawn heralded by a slap on Laura's bare butt from Jack that awoke us both. He and Mae stood beside our bed sharing their nakedness with us. Her girlish nudity was enfolded in his arms, her sundress clutched in her hands, her delectable little body offering its charms to Laura and I in the light of the lamp beside us, the girl's long light tresses in wild disarray over her shoulders and back, her luscious little breasts embraced by his forearm.

For a moment I thought our first foursome was about to begin but the utter satiation of both my cock and his argued otherwise. Clearly these gorgeous girls had fucked us both into total submission, and by the time our energies had returned daylight would be upon us. 

"Time to get dressed and go home 'Cum-Twat' before the neighbors wake up," he laughed. His nickname for Laura would soon become familiar to Mae and I. With a sigh Laura lifted herself from my bosom and sat up in the bed, feeling for her tresses and trying to bring some order to them as she gazed at Mae. 

"Did you have a good night, darling?" she smiled.

"Yes!" the girl giggled with a glance up at Jack. "It was very ...satisfying." 

"Great!. Would you say Mae that this might be the first of many such nights to cum?", Laura's emphasis on the last word an unmistakable pun for orgasm. 

"I'm willing if you are," Mae laughed. 

"How about it guys," Laura sighed lifting herself to her knees and stretching her gorgeous figure before us, "where shall we do it?" 

"How about right here" I offered. 

"Sure. Looks like you've got the beds for it, and we party over here all the time anyhow," Jack agreed. 

"I think a King-size bed would be better than Mister's studio couch don't you Mae?" Laura smiled at her. 

"I guess it could be..." the girl smiled back. 

"Are we all up for a party tonight?" Laura asked slipping out of bed and reaching for Jack's limp penis. 

With a giggle Mae slithered out of his grasp so Laura could fondle his organ, and then Laura reached back for mine. Her hands slid knowingly over our shafts bringing both Jack and I only to the thresholds of our erections again. 

"Looks like these guys aren't quite ready for both of us now darling," Laura laughed meaningfully at the girl and I caught the widening of Mae's eyes as she grasped the implications of the remark. 




Models of 'Perfuction'! Ch. 04



"Can your pussy handle all this?" Laura pursued displaying our cocks in her hands. 

"It's a little sore right now," the girl answered hesitantly with glances at my half hard organ and at Jack's whose face registered nothing but satisfaction. 

"Well, maybe by tonight your sweet puss will feel better, let me know dear, and we'll make arrangements," Laura concluded dropping our cocks and groping for her skirt that I had dropped by the bed.

With sheer pleasure I watched Laura and the girl dress, their bodies gorgeously displayed as they drew their garments on, and I was struck not only by the way Laura's brunette beauty was complimented by Mae's blonde loveliness, but by the delightful contrasts between her womanly beauties and girl's developing charms. Suddenly the vision of Laura and Mae exploring each other's exquisite delights filled my imagination with anticipation.

Jack left to find his clothes, and all too soon the women were dressed and arranging their hair together in the mirror by my studio couch. I stood behind them in my own nakedness studying their beauties and the urge to embrace their shoulders overcoming me I enfolded them with my arms. Laura turned her face to mine for a kiss on the lips, a caress I placed upon her warm mouth with lingering tenderness and satisfaction. 

And then to my delight Laura embraced Mae's head with her hand and drew the girl's mouth to her own for a kiss that was not a mere peck but a long lingering caress. That Mae was surprised I saw in her features, but that she was willing to humor Laura I read in her submission not only to this kiss, but to the truly passionate one that followed. 

Fascinated I enfolded them both with my arms and when they parted at last my penis was in full erection between them. To my satisfactiont I saw that Mae was intrigued by Laura's advances her lovely face registering an awed receptivity to this new experience. 

Encouraged by the girl's response Laura embraced Mae's face with her hands and this time when their mouths met the kiss was a shared experience of sensuality augmented by my hands slipping beneath their skirts to caress their bare buttocks,search their crevices and settle upon their swollen sexes.

With a gasp Mae slid her arms around Laura's shoulders and in a moment the girl and the woman were clutched in a passionate embrace, their mouths meeting in cascades of kisses as my fingers found their vaginas and pumped vigorously up into their depths. 

And so Laura and I introduced Mae to what would be expected of her in our next encounter. That the girl was gratifyingly receptive to this we found in the quick thrusts of her sex upon my fucking finger exploring her taut vagina for the first time while Laura's hands massaged Mae's breasts and nipples into puffy perfection and her tongue twined with Mae's in an appetizer of the cunnilingus they would share with one another. 

Breathless at last they parted and it was my turn to kiss their panting mouths and trade tongues with them as my fingers fucked their vaginas into shedding dollops into my palms. Lifting my soaking hand from Laura's sex I offered my finger to Mae who wide-eyed sucked it into her mouth even as Laura took my offering of Mae's lube into her cheeks. And so these beauties savored each other's flavors until my fingers were shining only with the dew from their tongues.

"YUM!" Laura murmured. "The next time I'm going to kiss your cunt like this," and her mouth found Mae's as eager to accept her caresses as give them. "Now let's kiss him goodbye," Laura laughed seizing my organ in her hand and offering it to Mae. With a giggle the girl bent to bestow a long lingering lick over the head of my erection, which Laura complimented with a quick suck of her mouth. 

Lifting her head she said, "Now we lick him together, Baby." With a giggle Mae cuddled her face next to Laura's and together they began laving their tongues over my cock, their mouths mingling so intimately upon my organ that they began trading kisses with each other again.

"Tonight you are going to make him cum in your mouth Mae so I can eat his cum off your tongue, and when he comes in your cunt I'll lick it off your sweet little clit my darling," Laura murmured into the girl's wide-eyed face. "Until tonight, Mister" Laura announced with her lilting laugh and taking Mae's hand they waltzed out of my studio and up the stairs to where Jack awaited them. 

In a moment my screen door slapped quietly shut and though my window I followed their forms parting in the dawn.

*****



Models of 'Perfuction'! Ch. 05



The first rays of sunlight had not touched the street when they left and I felt a sudden surge of loneliness. I descended to my studio, slid into the bed, and sensing Laura's fragrances upon the sheets drifted back into sleep craving her presence. 

Noon arrived, the phone summoned me from my doze and fumbling for the receiver I heard her voice. "Jack's golfing. It's my turn for coffee, Mister," she said. 

"Give me half an hour," I pleaded. 

"I don't know if I can wait that long for you to 'cum' again, but I'll try," she giggled into my ear. 

I showered, shaved, dressed and presented myself at her side door in twenty minutes. She answered my rap in her lilting contralto voice, "I'm coming..." the emphasis of her voice clearly a play on 'cumming' and then she was before me as radiantly beautiful as I had ever seen her, dressed in nothing but a thin wrap around robe, her bare feet pattering on the landing. 

She pushed the screen door open, I stepped inside and enfolded her luscious little body in my arms for a kiss that melted us together in the embrace. The aroma of fresh coffee drew us into the kitchen, and she settled herself beside me in the cozy breakfast nook, the warm sun streaming through the windows. 

"Hungry?" she purred. 

"Ravenous," I groaned opening the collars of her robe to expose her luscious little bosom and kiss her breasts. In a moment I had captured a nipple and was sucking it into tumescence. Tolerantly she wrapped her hand around my head and cuddled me to her tits. 

"I guess you nursed me dry last night and if you don't stop doing that I'll just have to fuck you like crazy again right now," she giggled. "but I think we'd better have some eggs and bacon first so we don't burn out."

"Whatever you say my love," I yielded as she spread the repast before us and we dined alone together for the first time.

"So are we on for tonight?" I asked at last. 

"Yeah! We are. Only you are stuck with me again. Jack has a golf tournament this weekend and the only thing he'd rather do than fuck is play golf," she laughed invitingly up into my face.

"What did he say about last night?" 

"Well he did take Mae's cherry. She really was a virgin." 

"I know, I found a bloody towel in the bath," I laughed. 

"Jack was in seventh heaven. He said she is really a hot little twat and she wanted to get rid of her cherry. It didn't hurt her much I guess cause she gave him all the fucking he wanted last night. And he asked about us too..." she said gravely with a little tap on my chest. 

"What did he want to know?" 

"How many times we did it ...I told him just once and that I sucked your cock and that you fucked my butt without giving him all whorey details. He was satisfied after we did a quickie." 

"You did a quickie with him last night?" I said incredulously. 

"Yeah. It turns him on to think of you fucking me. It turns me on too," she giggled cuddling up to me for a kiss. "I guess I should have been a whore cause I love to fuck so much," she whispered with her mouth on mine. 

"You would have been a very high-class call girl," I couldn't help but chuckle. 

"Yeah. And you're getting me for free just because he wants to fuck Mae," she sighed sexily. 

"My lucky day for sure my love," I returned with long deep caress of her lips, my hands slipping her robe from her shoulders so that it fell about her hips and opened over her thighs, leaving her naked in my embrace. I felt her hand finding my organ, already firming under my fly, and stroking it into full erection. 

In a moment she had extracted it from my trousers and was lowering her lovely face to its length. Holding it in her hand she kissed sexily up the length of my shaft and placed a shower of caresses over its aching head. 

Her eyes lifted to mine as her tongue licked lingeringly over my pee-hole, her hand stroking ever so knowingly over the bulk of my erection then she lifted her mouth to mine for another passage of kisses while my hands played with delight in the flow of her soft fragrant dark tresses down her bare back.

"You give such good head, Laura," I groaned. 

"Like I said, I've had lots of practice," she murmured into my mouth, her tongue finding mine. 

"How many cocks have you sucked?" 

"Lots and I started early," she laughed drawing back and gazing up into my eyes with that wry smile on her beautiful lips. 

The sun poured through the windows of the breakfast nook and over Laura's sleek curvaceous back as she stretched her length out on the bench, her naked buttocks lifting to the caress of my hand, her mouth warm, wet and perfectly molded to mine as we kissed and cuddled amorously together. She was silent now, her wide bright eyes fixed on mine, reading the emotions passing between us with our kisses, soft lingering and tender.

"When did you start?" I smiled.

"I started having sex with my finger and I haven't stopped since. It makes me feel horny just talking about it" she laughed, "...so shall we go upstairs and fuck now or save it for later?" 

"Whatever you want my love." 

"I just want to make love with you now, and then we can fuck our heads off with Jack and Mae later," she whispered her mouth warm on mine. 

"You are so incredibly beautiful, your face, your body, your whole being. I can't believe I'm so lucky in finding you and knowing you in this way."

"I'm glad you appreciate me," she murmured with a keen glance up into my eyes. 

"Yes, I think I've found you at the ideal moment in your life when your beauty and your life experiences have made you into the perfect woman for me." 

"You like gorgeous little nymphos don't you, Mister? What the Greeks called Sirens!" she laughed. 

"Yes. You are Venus, Aphrodite, the essence of erotic femininity in its most beautiful presentation." 

"And you Mister are just what I have been looking for all this time, a man who can appreciate me for what I am with a god-given organ for my endless satisfactions," she whispered, her hand fondling my aching phallus into throbbing tumescence. 

"I want to capture your beauty and your whole being in my painting Laura. I want the world to know you as I know you, the goddess of love and sex."

"Then I'm here for you to explore me, to know me, and I will share everything with you, everything in my life that has made me what I am today, all for you," she sighed lifting herself to straddle my loins with her luscious thighs. 

"Fuck me!" she ordered, her shapely hips rising over my erection to take its length up into sheath of her long taut vagina, her arms wrapping around my neck, her mouth coming to mine for a passionate deep kiss. 

In that instant I felt her vagina was already in the midst of an orgasmic climax, her head thrown back, her eyes closed with the intensity of her vaginal convulsions, her mouth gaping with excitement as I felt the surges of her sheath milking my cock into spurting my semen into her depths.

We clutched each other in silence then, our bodies hovering together without moving while our orgasms soared into a tsunami of blissful waves surging though our bodies. How long the crescendo of those sensations careened through us we never knew, only that it seemed forever, and that we were left breathless and glowing with satisfaction when the intense pulses of pleasure diminished into delicious trickles of delights.

"Oh my God!" Laura gasped at last, "It's never been like this before! I was in my orgasm the instant your cock was in me, and it was fantastic. I felt so sexed up and so satisfied at the same time. We are perfect for each other! And no matter how much we want to fuck with someone else it will never be the way it is now between us." 

"Yes and I want to paint you now, this instant, my love," I whispered through the touch of my lips on hers. 

"Okay. Do you want me to get dressed or shall I go bare ass over to your studio and let the neighbors in on our secrets?" 

"I want you stark naked under your sundress, and I want to capture that glow I see in you right now." I muttered. 

"No problem. I'll be there," she laughed as we untangled and she pushed me to the door. 

Moments later I was in my basement studio making ready for Laura's arrival where no prying eyes could observe our work in progress. Soon she announced her presence with a light tap on the door at the head of the stairs and then descended to me, carefully balancing a tray with coffee and rolls in her graceful hands. 

"Ah! The arrival of the Goddess," I greeted her. 

"At your pleasure, my good man," she returned offering me her mouth for a soft kiss, setting the tray on the table holding my painting paraphernalia.

In a moment my fingers found the zip at the back of her dress and it fell in a soft heap about her bare feet, leaving her as lusciously naked as I had left her in the breakfast nook. 

"It's been centuries since I've been painted," she smiled, "how do you want me to pose?" 

"Any way you feel like it after this," I whispered my fingers sliding down over her bare belly to fondle the shape of her naked delta and discover the prominent protuberance of her clitoris for a quick massage. 

"Oh God!" she gasped flinching under my touch and then lifting her pelvis eagerly into my fingering. "You really know how to get to me, Mister!" she moaned, lifting her hands to my shoulders to brace herself for my massage that only ended with the penetration of her vagina, inducing her to rise upon her toes and meet my moving fingers with excited surges of her shapely pelvis. 

Gazing into her face I gauged the state of her arousal by the now familiar puffiness under her lovely eyes and their quickly distracted stare. With a groan of satisfaction Laura cuddled her naked little body into mine, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck and our mouths met for another lascivious session of deep tonguing and kisses. 

Satiated for the moment she settled back on the modeling couch and gazed happily up at me. I looked down into her face reading not only contentment with our lovemaking, but again the sensual radiance of her features that had so enchanted me on our first meeting. 

A woman may have beautiful features that reflect many moods, but Laura's face always struck a chord of sensuality within me, she just looked sexy and she was! There was that knowing glint in her eyes and that wry acknowledging smile on her lips always bespeaking her awareness of the effect she produced on her admirers that had apparently started when she was but a girl. There are beautiful girls and horny girls and Laura had been both, and still was!

"Do you want to finger, or fuck, or paint, or what?" she moaned. 

"I want you to take up where I leave off. Just lie down on the cushions, and make yourself comfortable for fucking your finger," I instructed her. 

"Oh you are so sexy!" she laughed settling herself so that her luscious thighs were spread to the full revelation of her sex and one hand caressed her breast while the other descended to her vulva. 

"Now Laura, I want you to show me how you pleasured yourself from the time you were a little girl," I ordered. 

"You must be planning a whole gallery of pictures of me," she laughed. "I did it in lots of different ways and I still do." 

"The pose you are in now is lovely, just give me a glimpse of what feels good to you right now." 

"You got me all nice and gooshey with your finger in my cunt so now my clit is already soaked," she sighed sexily as her fingers spread to find her outer labia and open them to the full revelation of her pink and her inner petals. "Is this what you want?" she muttered suddenly between clenched teeth, her fingers working wildly over her shapes sending wet sounds into the air.

"Yes. Now just keep on doing it while I work," I said picking up the brush to begin the drawing, "this is going to take a while and I want you sexed up for it." 

"I'm always sexed up Mister, only sometimes more than others."

"Like when you were with Mae and me last night?" I laughed.

"Oh God Yes! I've got a terrible case of the hots for that girl," she moaned, her finger flicking furiously over her clit. 

"And she returns the favor my Love," I laughed.

"I can't wait to suck her sweet little twat into orgasm." Laura groaned her hand curling her fingers into the crevice of her vagina. 

"I'm going to get the two of you into a sixty nine for my next painting," 

"Then plan dozens of modeling sessions for that picture," Laura laughed happily. 

"And of course I will have to take turns in your twats with my cock while you're sucking each other off," I added casually.

"I'm sure Mae and I will be hungry for all of your cum that we can lick out of each other's cunts and I want to start right now," Laura giggled. "Give me your phone."

I handed it to her and in a minute she was talking to Mae. "Good morning darling. I'm stark naked in Mister's studio, fingering my clit and craving for you to join us. He wants to pose us together. How about it sweetie? GOODIE!" Laura laughed hanging up the phone. "She will be right over." 

"How did you get started with cunt-loving Laura?" 

"Well, I had this girl friend in high-school. She was a cute little blond like Mae. Her name was Rachel. We had been close for years and there was this boy Freddie that we both liked a lot but he never asked either of us for a real date. Instead we just paled around together at movies and ball games and stuff. Rachel and I dated other guys a lot and told each other everything that happened to us like our first blow-jobs, and who was really good at heavy-petting, and how many times we had fucked with this guy or that one.

On our sleepovers we would cuddle in bed together and tell each other all the sexy details of our dates. One night Rachel told me that Freddie had been looking for us after school to take a ride in his dad's car. I had to stay after class so she went alone with him and they ended up in a park where kids went to get it on together. He started to make out with her, she let him and he ended up going down on her pussy with his tongue. She said he gave her the most fantastic orgasm she had ever had and then she pulled her nightie up and showed me her pussy. Not that I hadn't seen it before because we showered together. And we had even shaved each others twats.

I had discovered I was fascinated touching her like that and I always took my time lathering her pussy and feeling its shape with my fingers. Her clit was nice and big like mine and it got firmer and firmer the more I touched it and played with her pussy lips while I shaved her. 

After Freddie had sucked her clit she kept telling me how good it felt to have her pussy licked like that and she began fingering her clit until it was all hard and peeking out from her pussy lips. And then she reached out with her other hand and slipped it behind my head. That's when I knew what she wanted me to do to her and it just made me laugh. 

'Do you want me to lick your twat Rachel?" I giggled. 'Please, Laura" she pleaded. 'I just want to see what it feels like to have a girl suck my clit.' I thought 'Oh what the heck' so I snuggled my face down to her pussy and touched her clit with my tongue. 

'Oooh that's nice' she moaned so I did it again, and then I ran my tongue all around her clit and slipped it between her pussy lips and I couldn't believe how excited I felt doing this to her and seeing how she loved it. Rachel groaned, opened her thighs and pressed my face into her pink and I began to tongue her vagina and I loved it. 

'Fuck my cunt Laura' she pleaded so I tried to shove my tongue into her vagina and she began to pump her hips and then I caught her clit in my mouth and began to really suck it. That's when she had her orgasm and it was a good one all right! 

After she quieted down we just laid there together with our arms around each other and she told me that she loved me and always had and I told her how special she was to me. And then she said, 'Do you want me to make you come like that?' 'Sure' I whispered and then she kissed me on the mouth. 'I can taste my cunt on your tongue,' she giggled, 'and now I want to taste your cunt too.'

She sat up pulled her nightie off and then got me out of mine so we were both naked only she didn't go down on my pussy. She started with my tits, began to suck my nipples and she really knew how to do it. Then she began to finger my clit and kiss my mouth and when she slid her finger up in my vagina and fingered my clit with her thumb all I wanted was everything I could get from her after that. 

Then she slid over on top of me so her butt was above my mouth and her mouth was over my clit and we were in a sixty-nine. That's when she really began to devour my pussy like it was what she had craved forever. I had an incredible orgasm, another one, and when another one started I spread her buttocks with my hands and went to work on her cunt with my mouth until I had her screaming with excitement.

We fucked the whole night away with one orgasm after another until we were both so worn out we had to go to sleep even though I was still feeling horny and so was she. After that we didn't stop going out with boys we just looked for guys who could make us feel as good as we did with each other. And now I've finally found you Mister."

My eyes devoured the pose Laura was offering me with one hand cupping her breast her fingers tweaking her nipple, the other hand buried in her crotch, thighs spread to the full view of her sumptuous sex; two fingers thrusting in and out of her vagina, her thumb in furious massage over her clitoris; her face reflecting the arousal of her masturbations and memories. Her fabulous face filled with passion, her quick tongue circling her lips with excitement, her fingers fucking her sex into the crest of her climax. 

Laying my brush aside my hand traded it for the bulge of my erection freed from my fly and directed it to Laura's mouth. Her lips closed eagerly over its bulk, her tongue licked languorously over its length, and her hand left her breast to pump furiously over my shaft. In a moment her skill, her beauty, and her passion had roused me to the brink of my orgasm and her climax coincided with the patter of Mae's bare feet down the steps into my studio.

"Would you like some help with that Laura?" the girl giggled. "Mister is a real mouthful!"

Gasping Laura relinquished my cock from her mouth and lifted her arms to Mae. The girl stood silently before us and then her hands seized the hem of her dress and lifted it slowly over her shapely thighs to the full revelation of her naked sex. 

Instantly Laura's hands encircled Mae's girlish buttocks and drew the girl's vulva to her mouth for a long lingering kiss on Mae's pussy lips. With a droll smile and a knowing lift of her pretty brows Mae's eyes captured mine as she lifted her clit into Laura's kisses, and her hands swept her dress over her shoulders leaving her naked to our appetites. 

I stood contemplating the naked beauties of the woman and the girl as eager for each other as for my aching phallus lifted to its height of excitement from Laura's caresses. Happily I gazed at the treasures before me, taking in again Laura's lush womanly beauties contrasted with Mae's delightfully girlish charms. 

As always I was fascinated by the way their delightful figures complimented each other, the total effect being to heighten their attractiveness intensely and it struck me that a painting was in order now that we had the time on our hands to pursue our lusts in leisure. 

"Lovely ones," I spoke out, "would you model for me now. I feel the urge to capture your loveliness on canvas by posing you together in a sixty-nine." 

"What?" Laura exclaimed. "Aren't we going to fuck now that Mae has got your cock all ready for our cunts? What do you think Sweetie, do you want to pose for a painting?" Laura pouted.