0 comments/ 5412 views/ 3 favorites Monica's Art Class Ch. 07-08 By: GriffyD_Boy Chapter Seven Wednesday had come again and Monica was more nervous than usual. Would Dennis pose? She had some things ready to be used for still life drawing just in case he decided he wasn't ready for that step. After the events of the previous week she thought he probably would, but wasn't sure. She looked at the semi-circle of chairs and easels she had arranged around her living room rug. She hoped she would see Dennis in the center of them this evening. Finally, a car appeared and turned into her driveway. She recognized it as Dennis' immediately. After parking the car, Dennis got out, followed by Lenora. The two of them got everything they needed for the evening out of the backseat and started up Monica's front steps. Monica opened the front door for them as they stepped on to the porch. "How are you both this week?" she asked cheerfully as she ushered them inside with her arm. "We're fine," Lenora replied. After saying this her gaze quickly flew back from Monica to Dennis. She held onto his arm and smiled at him lovingly as they walked into the house. Once inside, the couple turned their attention back to their host. "How are you today Monica?" Dennis asked. The smile on his face was just as beaming as the one on Lenora's. "What is up with you two?" Monica asked, raising an eyebrow and laughing. "I'm fine by the way to answer your question, but what is with the huge grins on both your faces?" "We'll say when everyone else is here." Lenora was still hanging onto Dennis' arm as she said this. Her face seemed to glow even more. With Lenora's statement, Monica began to suspect what the announcement was. She smiled knowingly as Lenora took her seat and began to get ready. Dennis remained standing in front of Monica. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it before any words came out. Instead he pointed his thumb over his shoulder toward the guest bedroom. With him standing there, Monica was able to really appreciate how much better he looked in a shirt and dress pants than he ever had in his thug look clothing. "I take it you've made your decision about tonight," Monica said with a slight laugh. "Yeah," Dennis replied with a nod, "I think I'm ready to do it." Walking a couple of steps forward, Monica gave him a hug. "I'm glad," she said as she gave him a peck on the cheek. Dennis smiled as he turned and walked into the guest bedroom. The look he and Lenora gave each other seemed to confirm to Monica what their secret was. She couldn't wait for everyone else to show up so that she could find out if she was right or not. Soon she got her wish as the rest of the class arrived in quick succession. Ellie and Mark were first, followed by Angel and then Shawn. Monica felt like a giddy schoolgirl as she stood on her porch watching Shawn step up toward her. When he was face to face with her he leaned forward and gave her a very quick kiss on the lips. Her heart fluttered when his lips touched her's. After breaking contact, Shawn pulled back. His eyes had a twinkle in them as he kept staring into Monica's. Finally he moved into the house, only breaking eye contact when he was through the door and moving toward the semi-circle. Monica placed a hand over her chest and felt her heart hammer as she watched him get ready for the evening. A few moments later Monica recovered her composure, closed the front door and walked toward the semi-circle. Of the faces sitting on the chairs Monica noted that Shawn and Ellie were the ones looking at her. Shawn had a loving expression on his face that caused Monica's heart to begin to flutter again. Ellie's eyebrows were scrunched as she turned her head back and forth, switching her gaze between Monica and Shawn. Of all her students, Monica should have known that Ellie would be the first to notice what was happening between her and Shawn. There was silence around the room at that point. Monica stood in the center of the semi-circle, waiting for Lenora to make her announcement. The rest of the class sat there looking around at each other, not sure what was going on. Shawn was the first to break the silence. "What's going on Monica?" he asked, looking around nervously. "Why the silent treatment?" Monica crossed her arms and smirked. "I'm waiting for Lenora." Lenora blushed and said, "I was waiting for Dennis to get back out here, but I guess if you insist." She reached into her purse and retrieved a diamond engagement ring. Placing it on her finger, she stretched out her hand to present it to everyone. Monica was happy that her guess had been correct. Ellie was the first to react. "Oh my God!" she yelled. She jumped up out of her seat and rushed over to hug Lenora, bouncing a couple of times and barely touching the floor as she moved. It was then that Dennis leaning out of the doorway of the guest bedroom. He was wearing one of the white life model robes as he asked, "What's the yelling all about?" Lenora broke away from Ellie's hug long enough to look over at Dennis. "You were supposed to come out right away so that we could make the announcement together!" she shouted at him. "What took you so long?" Dennis' mouth dropped open. "You were going to come get me weren't you?" "That's not what we decided on," Lenora replied, crossing her arms and frowning. He seemed to realize right away the position he was in and backed down. "This is the point where I apologize as the man and hope for a victory at some other time isn't it?" he said, his face developing a deep blush. "Yes," Lenora said, trying to look stern, but unsuccessfully fighting off her own laughter. "Oh my God Dennis!" Ellie squealed as she dashed over to hug him. Everyone else stood up at this point to offer their congratulations. Handshakes and hugs were offered as they all talked and laughed. Monica allowed them to enjoy the moment for awhile before she clapped her hands together to get their attention. "As much as I'm enjoying this," she stated with as much authority as she could. "we really should be starting." With nods and smiles, everyone took their seats. Dennis walked over to stand in the middle of the rug. He dropped the robe revealing his barrel chested and muscular body. Monica had seen him naked the previous week, but seeing him standing there, his back straight with his legs slightly spread; he was an impressive sight to behold. Dark, course hair covered his arms and legs. He looked directly at Monica and asked, "What pose do you want me in?" Walking over to him, Monica began to position him. She faced him away, back to the center of the semi-circle. His right arm stretched behind him to grab the back of his leg while his other arm went straight out to the side, the palm of his hand flat and pointing downward. His neck was turned so that he was looking directly to his right. "Perfect," Monica said as she moved away from him and out of the semi-circle. The usual routine of observation of her students' work with the occasional suggestion began and continued throughout the evening. When the time came to pack everything up Dennis took Lenora's hand, kissed it in a gentlemanly way and led her toward the guest bedroom. Lenora was giggling as they disappeared into the room. While everyone else was packing up for the night Monica stood on the rug in the middle of the semi-circle and coughed loudly to get their attention. "I had a still life drawing week ready in case Dennis decided he wasn't prepared to pose. I might as well do that next week as a change of pace while the idea is still fresh in my mind. Ellie and Mark are now the only members of the class who haven't posed." She then turned her attention to the two students she had just named and asked, "Do either of you want to do so in two weeks?" "I'll do it next," Ellie said as she was carefully placing her pencils in her backpack. She looked up at Monica with a sly smile on her face. "Thank you for the two week period Monica. That will allow a little extra time for Mark and me to get to know each other." Monica chuckled, fully knowing what Ellie meant. "You're welcome," she said with a nod. "Now that that's settled," Angel said, using her thumb to point toward the guest bedroom, "shouldn't we be joining Lenora and Dennis?" Ellie moved over to embrace Mark. "We'll skip this week's action. All of this engagement stuff has me in the mood for some one on one time with my man." Mark glanced downward at the floor in reaction to this. He blushed before bringing his head back up to look into Ellie's eyes. He smiled shyly and kissed her on the forehead. Ellie giggled at his response and deepened her hug. She then squeaked as Mark lifted her up and began to walk with her toward the door. "Mark!" she cried out. "Put me down!" He stopped and obeyed her order. He put his lips to her's and kissed her as he slowly lowered her. After he let her go she stood there, blinking but not moving. "That was nice," she said after coming to a little less than a minute later. The two of them gave each other knowing looks. Seconds later they were grabbing their things and running out the door. Two very briefs good-byes could be heard as the door closed. "Can we please start having the fun they're about to have?" Angel laughed. "Shall we then?" Monica found herself laughing along with Angel. Angel took Shawn by the arm. The two of them moved toward the guest bedroom. Monica was right behind them. She suddenly realized that she felt a little possessive and didn't like the idea that she wasn't the one on Shawn's arm. "You're quiet right now," Angel said as she looked back over her shoulder at Monica. Monica increased her speed and took Shawn's other arm. She noticed as Angel cocked one of her eyebrows in response. She suspected that she may have tipped her hand and revealed to Angel the feelings she had been developing for Shawn. No more words were spoken on the matter as they crossed the remaining space and moved through the still open doorway and into the guest bedroom. They were greeted by the sight of Dennis, sitting on one of the three chairs that were still against the wall; he had no clothes on. He was getting a slow and luxurious looking blow job from Lenora, who was also now completely naked. "Goodie!" Angel cried out. "I get Shawn on the bed!" Angel and Shawn removed each others clothing and fell together onto the bed; they were already caressing the others body before they hit the mattress. Monica watched them, confused that she could be jealous of Shawn walking arm and arm with Monica, but not be jealous of seeing them do this. She supposed that in her mind Shawn having sex with other members of the class was an already accepted factor in their relationship before her feelings developed, but smaller things, such as hand holding, seemed new and more threatening. Coming out of her musings and back to the real world, Monica noticed that Angel was on her back and that Shawn had two fingers moving in and out of her pussy. Monica removed her own clothing and sat down on the chair next to Dennis. She smiled at him as she began to rub her clit, feeling the warmth begin to grow between her legs. She was pleased to see him return her smile with one of his own. Between Dennis' legs Lenora was swirling her tongue over the tip of his cock. His moans were showing how much he was enjoying what she was doing. He reached out with his hands to caress her hair as she took him fully within her mouth and began to bob her head up and down. "Oh my God Shawn!" came a cry from the bed that drew Monica's attention back there. Shawn's hand was now a blur as he worked the two fingers in and out of her. She writhed on the bed, panting and gasping as he grinned, looking quite satisfied at what he was doing to her. As she watched the two of them Monica slipped two fingers into her own pussy and slowly worked them in and out while keeping her other hand on her clit. She closed her eyes and let the sensations wash over her, feeling the heat, that had graduated up from just warmth, as it began to radiate out to the rest of her body. She stopped and opened her eyes as she felt something touch her leg. She looked down to see Dennis' hand as it slowly began to rub its way up her inner thigh. She looked up to his face to see him smiling at her. She then looked down at Lenora to make sure she was fine with what Dennis was doing. Lenora temporarily stopped her blow job and grinned up at Monica. "Enjoying my fiancee's hand?" "Very much," Monica sighed as she spread her legs wide to allow Dennis access. She had been hoping for this; hoped that if she gave Dennis an opening that he would be comfortable enough to take it. She was glad that he now was. She licked her lips and moaned as Dennis slipped his middle finger between her labia and began to rub it up and down. Whenever he reached the top he gently flicked her clit a couple of times before continuing back down. She felt her hips begin to buck and closed her eyes again to focus on the pleasure Dennis was giving her. His hands went to her breasts where they began to rub her nipples. She was even hotter now; her body flushed with every pulse of heat the shot through her, originating from the furnace between her legs. The problems that had come with getting Dennis to where he was now had built up a sense of anticipation in Monica. Now that he was here, the anticipation was bubbling over into an intense erotic feeling that was bringing her body to levels of bliss she had rarely experienced. Dennis was now concentrating on her clit. His fingers were alternating between gentle circular motions and more aggressive back and forth flicking. Monica was startled to feel a mouth on her inner knee. She opened her eyes to see Lenora's smiling face as she began to kiss her way up Monica inner thigh. Monica's back arched as Lenora's mouth latched onto her pussy and her tongue shot inside. The combination of Dennis' hand and Lenora's mouth was driving her insane with pleasure. Monica's breath was now a series of pants and gasps as Lenora and Dennis continued to tag-team her pussy. She looked to see what was happening on the bed. Shawn and Angel were facing towards her. Angel was on elbows and knees with Shawn behind her. Shawn's hips were moving at a slow and leisurely pace as they both stared intently at what Monica, Lenora and Dennis were up to. Everyone in the room seemed to know what a huge step this was for Dennis. They all wanted to witness it. It was at this point that Monica felt one of Dennis' hands grab her's and guild it to his cock. Her vision was becoming hazy, but she could still see him nod his head toward where her hand now rested. Lenora's tongue stabbed into Monica's pussy again as she grasped Dennis cock with her hand. Her hips were moving of their own volition as she swirled her thumb around the tip. Pre-cum spilled out and Monica used it to lube her hand up in preparation for the hand job. Dennis' hip rose as she began to move her hand up and down his length. In response he mashed his hand into her clit increasing the pace of his circular motions. Through the increasing haze of her vision, Monica saw Lenora scramble away from the writhing forms of herself and Dennis. She heard Lenora chuckle as she escalated the pace of her hand on Dennis shaft. Dennis, in turn, sped up the motions of his hand on her clit. They both stared into each others eyes as they neared the point of explosion. Suddenly, Dennis threw his head back and cried out as cum spurted from his cock. Seconds later, Monica's own orgasm hit and she found herself having to grip her seat with her free had to prevent herself from being thrown out of the chair by her violent thrashings and shudders. Her senses returned to her eventually. The first thing she heard was the sound of Angel's voice crying out, "I'm cumming!" Monica lifted her head to look toward the bed. Angel was on her back with her legs in the air, their now familiar subtle shaking giving evidence to what Angel had cried out. Between her shaking legs, Shawn was pistoning his cock in and out of her body which was stilled by the force of her orgasm. It wasn't long before Shawn pulled out of her a came all over her stomach. On the floor in front of Monica, Lenora lay on her back with Dennis' head between her legs and his tongue giving her pussy a workout. Monica watched as Lenora came closer and closer to her orgasm. When it hit, Lenora's legs pushed her hips right off the floor as she screamed Dennis' name. They all remained where they were for a few minutes as they recovered. Dennis was the first to stand up. He offered his hand to Lenora and helped her to stand. The two of them were then joined by Shawn and Angel and finally by Monica herself. Monica smiled as she looked at the sweat cover bodies surrounding her. "I think everybody needs a shower," she laughed. Everyone agreed and one by one they each used Monica's shower, came back down and dressed. When Monica's turn came she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her hair was a mess and her mascara was running. She chuckled and smiled at the happy mess that looked back at her. When all the showers had finished they all gathered in Monica's living room. Monica hugged each of them before they left. After she was alone she made her way up to bed. The events of the night had been fun, but the anticipation she felt when it came to the idea of fucking Dennis and Mark had begun to build again. She was sure now that she would get to have both of them. Dennis' problems with his past and Ellie's desire to keep Mark to herself had both made the times when it would happen uncertain in the short term. In the long term though, all she needed to do was to be patient and wait for Dennis and Ellie to decide the time was right. As she crawled into bed she realized that as much as she was anticipating sex with Dennis and Mark, she was anticipating sex with Shawn even more. It wasn't just sex with him either; she was anticipating any and all time she got to spend with him. She fell asleep with a smile on her face and dreamed of walking through a grassy field with Shawn, a baby held in her arms. Chapter Eight The next Wednesday everybody arrived around the same time. There was a crush at the door as everyone moved through at once. Soon everyone was seated around the semi-circle and ready for that week's still life drawing. Monica retrieved a small wooden table from one of her back rooms and placed in in the middle of the rug. On top of it she placed a bowl filled with a combination of fruit. Other objects were placed around the bowl. When she was done, the bowl was surrounded by an empty, brass candlestick; a compass; a black derby hat with a finger sized hole on one side; and the top half of a sheep's skull. The evening went smoothly with no difficulties. At the end of it Ellie and Mark politely said good night and scampered off to do what everyone knew they were going to do. Lenora and Dennis left. Giving much the same reason for not sticking around. "I have an early morning doctor's appointment tomorrow," Angel said. She was trying to look disappointed as she said this, but did a horrible job of play acting. "What's going on Angel?" Monica asked. "Well, uhmmmm," Angel stammered, "I made the appointment weeks ago." Monica crossed her arms over her chest and frowned. "You don't actually have a doctor's appointment, do you?" Angel's jaw dropped and remained open for a few seconds before she closed it again. She blushed and hung her head. "No," she finally admitted. "What's going on then Angel?" Monica asked again, her voice growing stern. "We've all seen the way you two have been behaving toward each other," Angel explained. "The idea was to let the two of you get some one on one time to work things out." Monica's Art Class Ch. 07-08 Monica raised an eyebrow at this. "Weren't you the one, just a couple of weeks ago, who got upset with me about using cloak and dagger tactics after we all said we were done with those?" Angel's eyes went wide when Monica said that. "This is different though," she said, trying to defend herself, "we weren't trying to manipulate you into doing something you might not have done otherwise. We were trying to get you into position to let things happen naturally." Monica sighed, her brief levels of anger dropping at Angel's earnest response. "I suppose no harm has been done." "Thank you," Angel said, a smile returning to her face. A clearly relieved Angel then walked forward and hugged both Monica and Shawn. After breaking the hug with Shawn she turned her head to look at Monica and said, "Len and I have a dinner planned for Saturday. Lenora and Dennis are coming and we were wondering if you would like to come as well." Angel frown returned upon hearing this. "If you're planning what I think you're planning, do you really think it's a good idea? Remember what happened with Dennis last time." Angel reacted by tilting her head and putting her hands on her hips. "I'm not dumb Monica. I've told both him and Lenora what my intentions are and I've let Dennis know that there's no pressure. After dinner we're only going to be doing what he feels comfortable with." "Sorry," Monica said, feeling a blush form on her face, "it's just that after learning what he went through with his mother, I'm a little protective of him." "Don't worry about it Monica," Angel replied, dismissing the insult with a wave of her hand. "I think we all are." "In that case, I accept." At this point Shawn asked a question. "Just out of curiosity; if you're trying to get Dennis and Lenora to have sex with you and Len; why invite Monica?" Monica looked at him and asked in a teasing tone, "You're suggesting that I don't deserve to be there?" Angel laughed at Shawn's blush. "She's got you there." "I didn't mean it that way!" Shawn exclaimed. "We know," Angel said as she hugged him. "The truth is that, so far, Dennis has moved forward in his sexual experimentation with only Lenora and Monica; no one else. I want him to be as comfortable as possible and Len suggested that having Monica present would help." "That makes sense," Monica stated. "Yep," Angel grinned, "and now that we have that settled, I'm off. Mark and Ellie are knocking boots, Lenora and Dennis are performing the horizontal mambo, and I'm going home to ride Len's tower of power. It seems that we're all pairing off tonight, so I'll leave the two of you to do whatever phrase you want to use for what you're about to do to each other." "Give Monica the hot beef injection," Shawn suggested. "That's one I haven't heard in a long time, but it'll do," Angel laughed. With that she turned and walked out the front door. She waved her hand as she stepped through to the outside. Once the door was closed Monica gave Shawn a strange look, one eyebrow raised. "Give me the hot beef injection?" "I watched a whole bunch of dumb comedies from the eighties with a some frat brothers a couple of weekends ago," Shawn shrugged. "That was a phrase I heard used in one of them. What can I say, it stuck with me." "That explains it then," Monica laughed. She walked up to him, wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled. "So doctor, is this hot beef injection painful?" "Not at all," he said, smiling back. Monica found herself squeaking as Shawn suddenly scooped her up into his arms. He carried her across the living room and into the guest bedroom, smiling and looking at her with his intense blue eyes the entire way. Everything from that point on became crystallized in Monica's memory. She remembered every detail with such clarity. The passionate kisses and the wonderful feeling of Shawn's cock inside of her were burned into her mind for all time. As was the feeling of the caresses as his hands moved across her skin and all over her body. The memory that became the strongest from that night was his eyes as they looked down at her while she was on her back. Their look burned into her, taking possession of her, mind, body and soul. Toward the end Monica wrapped her legs around his body as he thrust inside of her. There was a part of her that didn't want to let go; wanted him to come inside of her and give her a child. The rational part of her brain eventually won out. She knew that she couldn't trick or force him into such a situation without getting his consent first, she loved and respected him too much to do such a thing. She released him as they both neared their orgasms and he pulled out and spurted his seed over her stomach. They lay together afterward with Monica's head resting on Shawn's chest as he lay on his back. She turned her head to look up at him. "Well, that was interesting." "It certainly was," he replied with a chuckle. She was glad to find a combination of merriment and seriousness in his eyes. "What are you thinking?" she asked. His smile dropped slightly, still existing, but on a more serious looking face. "I'm thinking that we have to talk. I've know for awhile that my feelings for you had moved beyond teacher/student, or even friends. I think after seeing the way you looked at me tonight that your feelings are now similar." "Where do we go from here?" "We have some dates, we continue to talk and generally just let our relationship grow. First though, we have to talk about the possibility of you getting pregnant. I'd love for you to have my child someday and seeing the look in your eyes toward the end there, I think you may feel the same way. However, with me still in school and your business only just paying the bills, we're not in a financial situation to be bringing a new life into this world. After I graduate and I find a job in my field somewhere we'll have two incomes coming in and a child will be more than welcome. For now though, it has to be put off." She lowered her head with his words. Intellectually, she knew he was right, but there was still that part of her, deep down, that wanted his child. That part of her was deeply saddened by what he had just said. She felt his hands pulling her up his body. She didn't resist and soon found herself face to face with him, the front of her body pressed against his as she lay on top of him. He tenderly caressed the side of her face with the back of his fingers. "Please don't be sad," he said as he kissed the top of her head. "I can't help it," she said while brushing a tear out of her eye. "I know what you're saying is true, but there's a part of me that can't help thinking that our child will be beautiful." Shawn kissed her deeply and her sadness dissipated as her passion grew. They made love, moving slowly, enjoying the feel of each others bodies. Monica reveled in the motion of Shawn's cock as it moved in and out of her, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body. When they had finished the cuddled together and talked late into the night. They knew the problems they faced. They knew the age difference between them was going to be the biggest of these to overcome. Despite that, they were both determined to try and to see where their relationship would take them. The morning light eventually shone threw the window. Monica woke up to find herself still in Shawn's arms. As she looked at him he opened his eyes and smiled at her. "I could really get used to waking up to this sight," he said. She gave him a brief kiss on the lips before asking, "No classes today?" "My first isn't until one o'clock," he replied. "I have plenty of time before I have to leave." Monica didn't say anything verbally, but she knew that the way she settled back into Shawn's embrace said much more than any words could. As she smiled contentedly, she wondered how things would go Saturday at Angel and Len's. Dennis was wondering the same thing as he walked arm in arm with Lenora up to the front of Angel and Len's house. He could see Monica's car and knew that they were the last to arrive. Lenora looked beautiful beside him in her soft pink coloured, low cut dress. They'd talked about this night for days. He'd given her permission to have sex with Len and she done the same for him with both Monica and Angel. He'd promised her that if he felt uncomfortable that he'd let her know immediately. Neither of them wanted a repeat of the events from after the last dinner. The door was flung open just as Dennis reached for the knocker. In the now open doorway stood Angel. She wore a strapless, light blue, ankle length dress that showed off her figure in a very flattering fashion. "Welcome!" Angel cried out excitedly. She stepped forward to hug both Dennis and Lenora at once. Angel led the two of them into the house. They walked toward the dining room with Angel in front of them, her hips swinging in that very exaggerated way of her's. Dennis couldn't help but laugh every time she looked back over her shoulder at them with a huge grin on her face. They followed Angel's swaying hips into the dinning room. Dinner was already set up and Monica and Len were seated and waiting for their arrival. Monica and Len both got up when they saw Dennis and Lenora. Monica wore a red, satin blouse with a matching skirt that ended just above her knees. She hugged Dennis while Len hugged Lenora. They then switched with Monica hugging Lenora and Dennis shaking hands with Len. Len immediately commented about their matching outfits, both of them wearing grey dress pants, white shirts and blue ties. Dennis took this in stride and joked right back at Len. With the greetings done, they all settled into their seats to eat. Dennis sat beside Lenora on one side of the table with Monica getting a side all to herself. Angel and Len had seated themselves at either end of the table. The turkey meal was delicious and the conversation enjoyable. Dennis found himself relaxing and not worrying about what was to come after dinner. His nervousness returned as they cleaned up after dinner and moved into the living room. He had used his hands on Monica and she had used her hand on him. There had been no penetration so far with any of the women in the class other than Lenora. Was he actually ready to take that one last step? Angel selected a romantic comedy. As it began to play they all settled onto the room's two large couches. Angel and Len sat on one with Dennis between Lenora and Monica on the other. During the film's opening scene Dennis began to remember what had stopped him last time. The events around his mother leaving him and his dad replayed. He saw in his mind's eye his mother pat him on the head and leave. The images then shifted to him at age sixteen. There were parts of the divorce that required contact between each other and Dennis' father had his mother's phone number. His father gave it to him, telling him he was old enough to decide if he wanted to try to talk to her or not. He had eagerly rushed to the phone, positive that he and his mother would talk for hours. His mother's words had been crushing in the pain they brought. "Sorry kid, but I've left that life behind. There's no reason to look back, but you have yourself a good life." Before he could even respond he had heard the click of her hanging up and then the dial tone. He had sat on the porch for hours after that, trying to fight back the tears. His father stayed by his side, with a comforting hand on his shoulder, the entire time. Dennis came back to the present to see Angel and Len kissing and groping each other on the other couch. Angel had Len's tie off and his shirt open. She was running her hands across his chest as his hand reached down to squeeze her butt. "No more," Dennis thought to himself as he imagined a large, three story mansion. His mother probably left to become a gold digging trophy wife for some rich guy. In his mind he saw himself knocking on the door. A middle aged woman who looked to have gone through too many plastic surgeries opened the door. He wasn't sure what his mother would look like now, but it didn't matter; in his mind, this was her. He lifted both hands and gave her two single finger salutes. In his mind he saw himself turn and walk away from his bitch of a mother with his head held high. He was his own person and what he and Lenora were doing here tonight was different from what his mother did to his father; he and Lenora were being honest with each another. His mother had sneaked around behind his father's back, but Lenora had been upfront with what she wanted. His mother had been unfaithful, but this was different and he now knew it. The woman who had given birth to him had been a crappy wife and and even worse mother and he knew in his heart that Lenora would be neither of these. He was no longer going to let his mother's actions stop him doing what he wanted to do. He looked to his side at Lenora and smiled at her. Her head was tilted to the side and she had a questioning look on her face. Turning his head to his right, he saw that Monica's eyebrows were lowered and that her face contained a worried look. It was then that he realized that he has said, "No more," out loud and not just in his head. He blushed a little before standing up. Lenora grabbed his hand, concern clearly visible in her eyes. "What are you doing Dennie?" He took her hand and kissed it. "What I have to do to put the feelings my mother's actions gave me to rest." With those words he let go of Lenora's hand and stepped over to the other couch. Angel and Len broke their kiss to look up at him when he reached them. Both of their eyebrows creased as their heads tilted questioningly like Lenora's had. "Do you mind if we switch couches?" Dennis directly asked Len. Len smiled, gave Angel a peck on the cheek, stood up and shook Dennis' hand. "I don't mind at all. You and Angel have fun." Dennis watched as Len moved over to stand before Lenora. Dennis nodded to her when she looked at him. With a smile of understanding on her face she reached out with her hands to undo Len's pants. A finger tapping on his shoulder had Dennis turning his head to look at Angel, who was now standing up. "Aren't you supposed to be doing something to me?" she asked as she playfully wiggled her eyebrows. "Raise your hands over your head," Dennis said, kneeling down and reaching for the hem of her dress. "We need to get rid of this first." Angel complied and with one swift motion Dennis lifted the dress up and off of her body. He smiled with the realization that she hadn't worn either a bra or panties underneath. She stood before him wearing only a pair of stockings and her black dress shoes. "Do you like what you see?" Angel put both of her hands behind her head and arched her back as she asked this. "Yes," Dennis said as he reached for her. Angel wrapped one of her legs around his body as she pressed herself against him. He moved his hands around her body and took a hold of the cheeks of her ass. Their tongues dueled in their mouths as they both moaned in pleasure. A loud moan from the other side of the room caught their attention. Dennis broke the kiss and turned his head to look at the other couch. Lenora, now completely naked, sat with her legs spread with Len's head between them. Len's head moved about as he feasted on her pussy. Lenora's eyes were closed as her mouth opened and closed with her moans. Beside the couch, a now topless Monica was staring at Dennis and Angel, her eyes filled with lust. She unzipped and lowered her skirt. Like Angel she hadn't bothered to wear panties and now stood before them in her stockings and dress shoes. A pair of wide strides brought her to where Angel and Dennis stood. "Do you mind if I join you?" she asked. A nod from Dennis brought a grin to her face. Now having his permission, she grabbed Dennis' head and proceeded to attack his mouth with her own. Dennis spun Monica around and pulled her close with his rock hard cock between her butt cheeks. He began to run his hands up and down the front of her body. Monica moaned as he caressed her left breast with one hand, occasionally pinching the nipple, while rubbing her clit with the other. She spread her legs and pressed her ass into his groin as he slowly increased the pressure on her clit with his hand's circular motions. Dennis felt Angel against his back. Her breasts were crushed between their bodies as she pulled herself close to him. The three of them remained in this position, nothing coming from their mouths, other than Monica's moans, for what seemed an eternity. Finally, Dennis felt Angel's hot breath against his ear. "My turn next," she whispered. As if on cue, Monica suddenly shouted, "Oh God, yes, yes!" She began to shake, her legs collapsing out from under her. Dennis held her, preventing her from falling, and gently placed her in a sitting position on the couch. He then grabbed Angel and spun her around, holding her with her back to his front. "Your turn," he said, breathing in her ear, "just like you asked." "Oh goodie," she said breathlessly. Dennis gave Angel the same treatment he gave to Monica. He enjoyed it a little more with her then he had with Monica. Angel's breasts were a little smaller than Monica's and their size made it easier to simply hold onto and gently squeeze; something he had always thoroughly enjoyed doing. He turned Angel so that they were both facing each other. He fondled her breasts and pinched her nipples, bring a new series of moans from her mouth. Looking over her shoulder, he could clearly see what was happening on the other side of the room. Lenora and Len were in a sixty-nine position with Lenora on top. Lenora's head was bobbing rapidly as she took most of his length into her mouth. Her short blonde hair was matted with sweat and her body was covered in a sheen. All of a sudden she released Len's cock from her mouth. Her eyes rolled back and her arms shook with the force of her orgasm. Recovering somewhat, Lenora took a hold of Len's cock and began to slowly pump her hand up and down. Her face had a tired, but contented look to it as her eyes locked with Dennis'. She smiled as she increased the rhythm of her strokes. Dennis in turn took one of his hands off of Angel's breast and lowered it to her pussy. Angel gasped as he penetrated her with two fingers. Dennis and Lenora stared at each other, their love seeming to flow back and forth as they both used their hands to bring Angel and Len to the edge of explosion. These two explosions came at the same time. Len threw his hips up off the couch as cum spurted out of the tip of his cock, while Angel cried out and fell to her knees, her body growing still in that position, her arms only slightly shaking. Lenora lay on top of the now unmoving Len. She smiled at Dennis and pointed to a spot behind him with a smile. Dennis looked over his shoulder at the couch he had placed Monica on. She was posed, her back to him, arms crossed on the back of the couch with her knees on the edge of the cushions. Her head was turned over her shoulder to look at him. She arched her back and spread her legs when their eyes met, presenting herself to him. "I've been waiting for you to remember I was here," she said seductively. He was behind her in seconds. She gasped and further arched her back as he reached out to run a finger between her labia. He could feel just how soaked she was as he ran his finger up and down the length of her slit from behind. "Please," she whispered. It was only one word, but it carried more than enough meaning for Dennis to know what she was asking for. With one hand he maneuvered his cock to the entrance of her pussy. She moaned as he slipped the tip inside. This moan turned into a groan as he withdrew his cock and used the tip to rub against her clit. Monica's Art Class Ch. 07-08 "Stop teasing me damn you and just put it in!" she shouted. Dennis chuckled as he slid his cock inside. She was so wet that there was no resistance as he began to piston his cock in and out. Monica almost immediately began to thrust her body back to meet him. Soon their bodies were covered in sweat as their hips slapped together and their moans filled the room. Looking over his shoulder, Dennis saw Lenora in a reverse cowgirl position as she impaled her pussy onto Len's cock. Angel was between both of their legs. From his position Dennis could tell that she was licking them both as they moved. Lenora looked up and her gaze met Dennis' They stared at one another as they timed themselves to match each other, Lenora lowering herself as Dennis thrust into Monica. They continued at a slow and leisurely pace, their eyes never breaking their connected line of sight. "Harder Dennis, harder," he heard Monica pleading. He broke his gaze with Lenora and grabbed Monica's hips. She cried out as he increased the tempo of his thrusts. Dennis' orgasm began to build. He pulled out of Monica and pumped his cock with his fist until he came all over her ass. Lowering himself to his knees, latched his mouth onto her pussy, working her over until her body shuddered and her juices flowed from inside her signaling that her own orgasm had come. They both slid to the floor, exhausted but happy. They sat next to each other, backs resting against the couch with one arm over each others shoulder as they watched the other couch. Lenora was still riding Len, but had turned to face him. Their lips were locked together as she bounced on his cock. Beside them, her legs spread, sat Angel. She was squeezing a breast with one hand while three fingers of her other were inside her pussy. She was looking at her husband with a loving expression on her face. As he watched the three of them, Dennis felt his cock beginning to come back to life. It wasn't long before he was hard again. He turned his head toward Monica and discovered that she was looking down at his manhood. "You look ready to go again," she said, a mischievous look on her face, "I do believe I am," he laughed. He then nodded toward the other couch. "Care to join me?" Monica shook her head in response. "No, I'll just watch for a little while yet." Dennis kissed her forehead and stood up. He moved over to the other couch and knelt in front of Angel. She immediately knew he was there and smiled at him. After slipping her fingers out of her pussy, she used them and her other hand to open her labia, giving him a full view of her inner pink. "Lucky you," she said in a husky voice, "your meal has been all warmed up for you." Taking the invitation, Dennis settled in between her legs. His tongue snaked out to lick every inch of her open pussy. Angel writhed and moaned as his tongue moved over her sensitive flesh. A touch on his shoulder broke his attention away from Angel's pussy. Behind him stood Lenora, a look of lust and excitement on her face. "Sit on the couch Dennis," her words were a command, not a request. She then looked at Angel and spoke in the same tone. "Get on top of him reverse cowgirl. I want to return the favour you gave me earlier." "When you put it that way," Angel chuckled, "I'm happy to comply." Dennis helped Angel stand up and then took her place on the couch. In seconds Angel's body was hovering over his, her back to him as she took hold of his cock and aimed it at her pussy. Lenora knelt between their legs, her tongue already flicking over his balls. Looking to the side, Dennis saw Len observing them with a smile on his face. His hand moved up and down his shaft as he watched Dennis' cock enter his wife's pussy. A loud moan escaped Dennis' mouth as he felt his cock sheath itself inside the velvety softness of Angel's pussy. He looked over her shoulder and down her body to where Lenora was working her tongue over their joined privates. She was alternating between licking Angel's pussy and Dennis' balls. After the initial drop downward, Angel remained in place. Dennis could feel her breath as it came in a series of pants. What was she waiting for? Finally, she began to rotate her hips, grinding the pressure and giving exceptional pleasure to Dennis cock. Movement next to Len caught Dennis' attention. He smiled with the realization that Monica had rejoined the fun. She was slowly caressing the inner thighs of Angel's husband. "I decided it was time to join in again," she panted as she straddled Len's lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and impaled herself on his cock. Dennis closed his eyes at this point, losing himself in the feeling of Angel's pussy and Lenora's tongue. He heard the moans, pants, gasps and cries of everyone around him and knew they were all close to the end. Angel was the first to reach the goal, followed by Monica. The two women then got off their rides and finished off Dennis and Len with their mouths. For a few minutes afterward no words were said. They were just a happy mass of naked flesh on and around the couch. Finally, the silence was broken by Dennis' laugh. "I take it you're glad you decided to join in on the fun Dennis?" Angel asked, adding her own laughter in with his. "Yes," he replied with a smile. Smiles were evident on everyone's faces as they all got to their feet. They took turns showering before dressing and gathering in the entrance hall to say their good-byes. Monica was the first to leave. Dennis gave her a big hug and told her that he was glad she had taken them all down this road. He watched her close the door as he and Lenora made their own preparations to leave. On the other side of the door Monica made her way to her car. She had intended to wait until she got home to phone Shawn, but the need to inform him of the night's events proved too great. She grabbed her cell phone on the way home. Angel had told her how exciting it was to talk to you partner about consented extra-marital activities, but Monica had never truly understood until that point. She felt her pussy getting wet again as she and Shawn talked and she described the events of the evening to him. As she got closer to home, the heat being generated between her legs was making it difficult to concentrate on the road. She pulled into her driveway and was surprised to see Shawn's car. He was standing beside it with his cell phone in his hand. She ran to him and threw herself into his embrace as soon as she parked the car. The next few minutes were a blur. She remembered fumbling with her keys as she tried to unlock the front door while kissing Shawn at the same time. She didn't remember closing the door after they both stumbled through, their lips never breaking their connection. The door was closed in the morning, so she must have. The next truly clear memory she had was of Shawn carrying her up the stairs to the main bedroom. She nestled her head into his chest, listening to his heartbeat, as they moved upward. Yes, she was definitely getting a much better understanding about why Angel liked this lifestyle so much.