Do You Believe in Magic? (closed)

[Muselight]

Rebecca let out a delighted "ooooooh" when Kayne buried his face even more between her spread legs and against her wet pussy which was leaking her nectar at a continuous rate due to the work of his expert tongue. The sounds coming from her were shameless, low, deep, and obviously primal due to the pleasure building up in her body. She kept clenching and unclenching her fists in his hair.

Tracy was absolutely entranced by the scene before her. The real sounds of absolute pleasure her art professor kept making were just making her own pussy juices flow just as copiously if not more so. She found herself wishing she could be in her art professor's place with her hands in Kayne's hair, and his mouth so insistent on her aching, desirous pussy. And then, she felt one of Kayne's mighty, strong hands rest upon her inner thigh.

A whimper of sheer need escaped her lips. Kayne's hand! His hand! It was so close to where she wanted and needed it to be. Her pussy was radiating intense heat due to how hot and bothered she had become. Before she could even consider clamping her thighs together in hopes of trapping his hand between her thighs and encouraging it to do what she wanted, it left.

No, no, no, no - She wanted it to come back! Then, she felt his hand grab her hand and press it against Rebecca's thigh, it took her but a small moment to realize what Kayne wanted her to do. She pressed her hand firmly against Rebecca's thigh and marveled at how it quivered under her hand, and how she had to keep it from trying to close in. It was as if Rebecca, so consumed in her pleasure, had every desire to clamp her thighs against Kayne's face and just keep him right where he was for as long as she needed.

Tracy's other hand came to rest on his shoulder, and it was this hand that gripped his broad, muscular shoulder with an unexpected amount of strength due to how much she was trying to resist touching the needy pussy between her own legs. Of course, she was not strong enough to hurt him in the slightest - though, he could still likely feel how firm her grip was. She had to make a concentrated effort not to grip Rebecca's smooth thigh with the same amount of force - not wanting to hurt her professor.

"Wow," Tracy breathed, as Kayne's talented tongue continued to illicit deep sounds of euphoric bliss from her professor.

Rebecca cried out in joy when Kayne's fingers started to rub against her slit. She was quite a bit beyond words at this point, seeming able to only express herself in "oh" "oooh" "ah" and "unnn" at various levels of pitch and volume. Kayne's finger went inside her easily, and her pussy occasionally spasmed about his finger in a manner that suggested it was more than ready to receive something thicker inside it - something that could go deeper, too. Her hips began to buck against his hand - making it a bit more difficult for Tracy to hold onto her, but she managed.

It only took a couple of strokes of her G-spot before her pleasure hits its highest peak. Her body became tense and rigid, and the sounds from her were muffled by the fact that she was gritting her teeth. Then, her back arched, her head tilted upwards, and she let out a long, relieved moan.

To Tracy, it felt like it was echoing in her ears. It sounded like her art professor had a pretty powerful orgasm.

Rebecca's hands dropped out of Kayne's hair, and she flopped back on the bed, legs still lewdly spread. Her chest was rising and falling with every breath, and she had a blissful expression on her face - her eyes half-closed and an easy grin on her lips.

"Oh god-" she said, trying to catch her breath. "That was - fuck - give me a moment - oh, that was incredible."

Tracy hadn't known her professor to be one to exaggerate or to give praise so freely and generously - yet another sign of how much her art professor had enjoyed the experience Kayne had given her. She bit her lower lip and wondered if it would be rude to ask Kayne if she could have a turn. She pressed her thighs together and squirmed. It - it probably would be, wouldn't it? He was just here to model, right?

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Kayne reveled in the pleasure that he was giving the beautiful woman before him, every action done purely for her pleasure, right down to his left arm having to flex to prevent her hips from bucking. He couldn't do much about her free left leg, but thankfully Tracy managed to keep it at bay.

When Rebecca held her breath, gritted her teeth, and tensed every muscle in her body, Kayne was ready. His left arm held her hips mostly in place, he buried his face that much closer to her pussy, his lips and tongue working at a fervid pace on the nub that swelled just a bit more. Her pussy of course tightened up, but of course he was ready. Every muscle in his arm and even his hand tensed up and held firm against her pussy trying to push his finger out. One thing wasn't tense, his middle finger that continued gentle strokes of her most sensitive place, a calm within that most intimate storm that was the orgasm ripping it's way through her body. His lips, tongue, and finger road through that orgasm with her, almost guiding her until it all culminated in a long and relieved moan as her entire body collapsed back against the bed.

Kayne's ministrations ceased them, both his oral and manual ones, but he didn't pull back. He stayed close, keeping his arm around her thigh, his left hand pressed gently against her stomach, and even keeping his finger simply inside her as he let his left cheek rest against her inner thigh.

Rebecca's words made Kayne smile as he just relaxed there, staying with her as she came down from that tumultuous high. "Take your time..." He said softly and simply as he let his gaze rise to watch the rapid rise and fall of her lovely big breasts with every rushed breath she took.

 

[Muselight]

For her part, Rebecca just laid there basking in the afterglow of her orgasm until her breathing began to slow. Her hand idly stroked Kayne's hair as his head rested on her thigh. She glanced over her body and down at him with a bit of a grin on her face.

"Have you always been that good at that? If I had known, I'd have allowed you to eat me out our first night together instead of getting myself off before we fucked." She hadn't wanted to endure too much virgin fumbling - which she felt would've only frustrated her.

Tracy's eyes went very wide at her art professor's words. "You guys have - you, uh -"

She squirmed and didn't realize she'd ended up lightly squeezing Kayne's shoulder and Rebecca's thigh. "You've done it - err - together?"

Rebecca felt a lot more aware of Tracy's delicate hand upon her thigh now that Kayne wasn't occupied with tongue-lashing her clit into submission and finger-fucking her. She smiled at Tracy; though, she paused a moment when she saw the way light was glinting off Tracy's inner thighs. She couldn't be sure - but judging by the way Tracy was breathing and kept squirming, she'd wager the young woman had gotten aroused enough that those could be her juices on her thighs.

"Yes," Rebecca said, simply, not wanting to go into too much detail in case she ended up embarrassing Kayne. "We've been friends for a pretty good time, haven't we, Kayne?"

She smiled at Kayne at that, then she moved to sit up. She placed her hand over Tracy's hand where it laid on her thigh. Tracy stiffened a moment - her freckled face lighting up an even deeper shade of red than it had been before when it was flushed with arousal. She didn't try to pull her hand away from her art professor's thigh or her hand that was covering her own.

"I'm happy to see you being such an active participant in this, Tracy, and I look forward to seeing how your painting will turn out. Did watching Kayne and I help you feel inspired and educated enough?"

Tracy bit her lower lip and gave a shy nod. She swallowed hard, then she tried to speak. "Um - yes, Mrs. Sutherland. I feel, um, very-" Her voice had taken on a bit of a low, husky note, and she cleared her throat. "Inspired."

Rebecca chuckled a little. "You can call me Rebecca if you'd like, Tracy. I'm glad to hear that. Do you need to take a break before we begin posing? You're looking quite a bit bothered."

Of course, Rebecca meant bothered in the sense of hot and bothered, but Tracy ended up mistaking what her art professor meant entirely. She gently pulled her hand away and held up her hands in a placating fashion.

"No, no! I'm fine! I'm, um, perfectly comfortable right now." She tried to give reassuring smiles to both Kayne and Rebecca. She didn't want them to think she was uncomfortable or that she couldn't handle painting them. She was determined to help make the program work and do her part! She reached over to grab her glass of wine and practically downed the rest of it. "I'm definitely ready to begin painting! I'm - I'm pretty excited about it!"

Rebecca laughed at her student's enthusiasm. "I can tell. All right, then - if you insist and if you're sure-"

"I'm very sure. Please don't worry about me, Mrs- um - Rebecca."

Rebecca gave Kayne a playful little pat. "Would you like me to help you get undressed? I'm thinking we should definitely lube up your penis as well - just in case. Plus, it can only help add to the artistry."

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Kayne couldn't help but chuckle at Rebecca's words. He did open his mouth to respond, but Tracy's surprised question interrupted him. Still, he didn't mind, and allowed Rebecca to answer the young woman's question. When he was prompted though, he didn't hesitate to speak.

"Yes, Rebecca and I knew each other in high school. It was closer to a friend of a friend for pretty much all of it until I gathered enough courage to ask her to prom. She took my virginity that night as it were, and we just kind of stayed in touch after that." A small smile had come to Kayne lips as he once again remembered that night.

"And no..." Kayne started again, looking back up between Rebecca's breasts to meet her gaze. "I was definitely not always good at that, but I still would have done my best. Sometimes eagerness can make up for skill, in the short run anyway. Some would call it "one of the tricks of the trade", but that's just not how I see it. I love what I do, and I try to make it special every time."

Seeing Rebecca put her hand over Tracy's without pushing it away made Kayne smile again. He'd of course been worried about her reaction to that part, and was glad that it hadn't caused any problems. His gaze naturally turned towards Tracy as Rebecca questioned her before turning back as she patted him on the head.

"I rarely turn down help, and yeah, the lube will definitely help it glisten in the light. I guess that sadly means that I need to move then, don't I?" As Kayne finished speaking, he gave Rebecca a coy smile before finally slowly pulling his finger out of her pussy and rising to his feet in front of her.

Kayne's large cock was naturally making a very prominent tent in his shorts, despite both layers of clothing that were doing their best to contain it.

 

[Muselight]

Tracy's eyes widened at Kayne's words, and her gaze snapped back to Rebecca. The young woman looked at her art professor as if she were a legend. She supposed somebody had to have been Kayne's first - she just never expected it would be her art professor!

"You took Kayne's virginity?" Just the word virginity was making Tracy painfully aware of her own. She felt so out of her depth but also far too aroused - she hoped she wasn't being too awkward in front of her art professor and Kayne.

Rebecca chuckled at her student's awe. "Well, it's not like it was hard."

She paused and glanced down at the prominent tent in Kayne's shorts a moment. "Well, it was hard. Very, if I recall correctly. Though, he's - grown much bigger since then."

She caught Kayne's gaze just then and smiled. "You're more right than you know, of course."

She certainly would've taken eagerness over little to no eagerness at all which seemed to be her husband's default.

"Aw, well, don't feel too sad, I-" She paused.

She wanted to offer him the chance for a repeat performance. Perhaps once was already too much, but - Well, certainly, there was a possibility she'd have to model again - She managed another smile - a little uncertain but somewhat sly.

"Well, I'm sure there'll be more modeling opportunities," she told him.

She let out a soft sigh when Kayne pulled his thick masculine finger out of her pussy which gave his finger a slight grip before it exited completely. She looked up at him from where she sat on the bed admiring his broad, powerful frame. Then, she got off the bed rising to her feet as well. She smoothed her hands over his shoulders a moment. Then, she walked away - hips swaying as she pulled open the bottom cabinet on the nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube.

She returned to Kayne and kneeled down in front of him, setting the bottle of lube down on the carpet beside her. She was eye level with the bulge confined in Kayne's shorts. She glanced up at Kayne, a smirk playing on her ruby red lips. Her long, slender fingers reached up to trace Kayne's illiac furrows and toy with the waistband of his shorts before she made short work of pulling them down. She pulled his boxers down next - slowly - as if she were unwrapping a present and wanted to savor every inch of her grand prize.

"Mmm, you've gotta love perspective. It looks even bigger up-close. But I'm sure you hear that a lot." Rebecca breathed in the scent of him - so clean, masculine, and arousing.

Tracy looked positively envious of her art professor's position as she watched and kept her thighs pressed together.

Rebecca noticed the big bead of precum on the wide, mushroom-like tip. She leaned in closer - her breath ghosting over the tip of Kayne's massive cock. "One kiss," she said to him but mostly to herself.

She glanced up at him. "For luck."

Her gaze flicked back to his gloriously thick dick, and she placed a sweet kiss on top. Then, she gave his tip a broad swipe of her tongue - the tip of it reaching into his slit and lapping up the precum that had been there. She gave him an innocent grin.

"My tongue slipped. Sorry." She was absolutely not sorry at all.

She reached for the lube and squeezed a good amount into her hand, then she gripped his shaft - marveling at the fact that her hand couldn't even get all the way around it. Well, clearly, it'd be more effective with both hands. She pulled her hand off of him and rubbed lube against her other hand. Then, she began to firmly stroke him - trying to remember how he liked it during prom night. Just a few strokes to get his shaft nice and shiny with the lube. She loved the feel of the smooth skin of his shaft in her hands, the way it throbbed, and the little bumps of his veins.

She looked up at him, eyes half-lidded and smoldering with lust.

"Get on the bed for me."

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Kayne couldn't help but chuckle when Rebecca mentioned how it hadn't really been hard for her, then laughed when she amended her statement mentioning how he had in fact been hard back then, if not quite so long as he was now.

While he of course caught Rebecca's response to his mention of eagerness, Kayne sensed a deeper meaning in that response. He couldn't help but think of her marriage and wonder if it was on the rocks. Why else would she be so open and eager to do something so intimate with somebody else. Her next half statement served as a confirmation of sorts for his thoughts. It was the first time she'd held something back or reconsidered since he'd been back. Ultimately though, he just laughed at the words that she finished off with.

"Yes..." Kayne started, letting out a soft sigh when he felt Rebecca's hands gently smoothing their way over his shoulders. "I expect there will be..." He continued at last. "Your girls seem very eager to paint things like this, but I doubt even the bravest of them would volunteer to model like this in front of their peers, not at first anyway." He turned and watched Rebecca's movement across the room and back, the bulge in his pants twitching at the sway of her hips as she moved to the dresser and then the bounce of her breasts as she walked back. He then had to stifle a moan as the beautiful naked woman lowered herself to her knees before him, putting her at eye level with the throbbing bulge in his shorts.

Kayne let out a soft sigh as he felt Rebecca's long fingers traced over his illiac furrows before toying with the waistband of his shorts, which she then made quick work of, pushing them down to his ankles. His cock jutted out even more then, with one less layer keeping it confined. She took her time with his boxers, and he watched the smirk on her ruby red lips as she revealed inch by inch. There was naturally the slightest delay when his boxers reached the defined ridge of the mushroom-shaped head, but one more motion was all it took for his cock to spring free. It naturally stood proud and firm, sticking straight up with a single but large drop of precum that seemed dangerously close to sliding down his cock.

"Yeah...even the...um...seasoned professionals...um...are a little surprised..." Kayne's tongue flicked across his lips as he struggled to keep his eyes open as he watched her lean so close. His mind naturally thought of those lovely red lips sucking on at least the tip of his achingly hard and throbbing cock. He swallowed hard as he forced himself to focus. "It's easy to shrug off stories, and even first hand account from friends...but you can't argue with what's right in front of..."

Kayne's words got cut off by Rebecca's words that came as she met his gaze. When that left his, those lovely red lips found the head of his cock, pressing a tender kiss to the engorged head.

A low groan was pulled from Kayne's lips when he felt Rebecca's tongue swipe around the head of his cock, but was replaced by a gasp when it dipped into the flared and semi-gaping slit. His body wracked with pleasure, and his hand started to move towards her hair, but he managed to catch himself and settle for clenching and unclenching his fists as he slowly regained his breath.

No sooner did Kayne regain his breath than he comprehended the words Rebecca had said. "Slipped did it? Heh, that'll hold up in court." Kayne said with a broad smile, not the least bit angry with everything that had happened so far. It's possible that the alcohol was helping in that regard, and he was okay with that too. His mind was already planning his revenge though, even if his gaze did start to glaze over as he watched her start to lube up his cock. He loved that most women couldn't get their full hand all the way around his cock, even Rebecca with her longer fingers. It made it look even bigger, even if it didn't really need the help.

Even Rebecca's bare hand made Kayne's cock throb and pulse, and the feeling of the slick lube, warmed by her hands, slowly coating the full of his throbbing shaft send small waves of pleasure down to his balls and back up again, pulling a soft sigh from him with every full and firm stroke. He especially loved the feel of her fingertip as it brushed against the sides of the protruding veins and of course his thick and sensitive urethra.

A low groan of dismay slipped from when Rebecca's hands abandoned his cock, but any dismay was gone when he saw her half-lidded eyes and heard the huskier tone of her voice as she told him to get on the bed.

"As you wish." Kayne said simply, flicking his gaze from the lovely woman on her knees to the other lovely woman that was observing their intimate preparations. He lifted a leg onto the bed and crawled up on it, making sure that his lubed up cock didn't touch the blanket or the flat sheet that he pulled back, a task that was especially easy given that his painfully hard cock was still standing straight up.

With the blanket and sheets pulled back, and a couple of pillows behind his back, Kayne turned his dark brown gaze to Rebecca. "Your turn." He said huskily, a coy smile on his face. His own half-lidded eyes watched her climb on the bed and crawl slowly towards him. He put his legs together so that she could get a knee on either side of them and slowly walk on said knees further up the bed. His large hands naturally moved to her hips when she got close enough, and he helped guide her forward as the mattress slowly gave way under their combined weight.

As Kayne guided Rebecca into position, he intentionally shorted the motion, making her already sopping wet pussy drag up the top part of his cock, which was perfectly in place as it was trapped between their naked bodies. He even made sure that defined ridge of the mushroom-shaped head dragged against her clit and then effectively flicked it as he finally guided her all the way up and over it. "My grip slipped. Sorry." He said, giving her the same innocent grin she'd given him.