The Professor and the Model

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OOC:
Ahhh...the Artist and the Model, what a situation rich in tradition! Goya and The Duchess of Alba,
Toulouse Lautrec and Valadon, Manet and Victorine, Picasso and about a gillion or so nubile curvy young things. Why I could even tell you a few stories from my own experiences, like the one that follows...

The players; Professor Julian Steele who for the last decade and a half has been the figure drawing instructor at the College of Fine Art in a large mid-western City.
Julian is a painter of some reknown who is pretty darned unhappy at the moment. Recently divorced after a long and stormy marriage he never the less feels like a ship without an anchor. Once quite a popular ladies man he now sees the grey in his close trimmed beard and the eyeglasses he must wear with increasing regularity as milestones on the highway to a lonely future.
That is until SHE came into his life with a simple knock at his office door...

IC:

"Come in, come in."
The Art Prof was supposed to be working on confirmation rolls but was in fact, with meticulous care and loving strokes, sketching a magnificent set of tits.

"Mine aren't half that big, Professor Steele.
Maybe I better go."
The voice was light and smooth with the slight soft hint of a southern drawl.

Steel pushed himself back from the desk and peered up over the edge of his glasses.
The girl was slender with a mischievious expression. Cute rather than beautiful but the kind of cute that suggested a thousand delightful possibilities...
Her breasts were in fact not as large as those on his desk but made up for it with a firm pert sauciness, real stargazers. He'd made a career out of undressing women with his eyes and also quite literaly in his classes. His eyes were drifting downwards when she produced a scrap of paper, interupting his dreamy perusal.

He recognized it at once. He'd written and posted it all over campus.

MODELS NEEDED!
Models needed for figure drawing classes.
See Professor Steele in the Fine Arts Building
for further information.

"My name's Mickie Daniels and if you could use someone whose been known to take her clothes off for nothing, I could use the job.
By the way how much does it pay?"

Julian's gaze ran up her long well shaped legs and thighs, slender hips, tight athletic body, handfull perfect breasts, long strawberry blonde hair and pixie face.

He smiled.
"Almost anything you want Miss Daniels, almost anything."


OOC:
I will post as Professor Steele and the part of Mickie has been reserved for MtnAngelWV. As the thread develops we may add more characters to our tale of art school hijinxs and Professor Steels recoming of age.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

My Harley roared into the Fine Arts Building parking lot while innocent bystanders clutched at their books in hopes that I would not run them down. My father had always said that I had yearned for attention even as a child. I personally attribute to my free spirit. Not that a little attention in the process wasn't rewarding. I especially enjoyed the puzzled stares as I dismount the bike and remove my helmet to reveal the long strawberry blonde locks.

Blame it on my parents for naming me Mickie, I thought, as I realize that these people have yet again mistaken me for a member of the male species. I run my fingers through my hair and curse myself for not wearing more approriate clothing. Cut off jeans and a tight t-shirt wasn't exactly anyone's idea of professionalism. But hell with my schedule who had time to primp.

I glance down at the paper as I wander through the halls. I had had one class in this place two years ago and the layout hadn't made a lasting impression. I never met Professor Steele nor had the privilege of taking any of his courses, but I had seen him on campus. I thought that he was distinguished looking.

As I enter his office I am awestrucked at the sight. He is sketching an enourmous pair of tits. I look down at my own which pale in comparison.

Never having been one that stood on ceremony, I said, "Mine aren't have that big, Professor Steel. Maybe I better go." I wondered why I had bothered to answer the ad in the first time. Not that I had had any complaints, but I knew that my body was no work of art. But I was desperate. Tuition would be due soon and I was a short of the fees this time.

I decided that maybe he should be the judge of my ability and asked how much the job paid. When I heard his reply, I knew that this man would be interesting to work for and not bad on the eyes either.

 

[ariosto]

"Tell me Micky...you don't mind my calling you that do you.?"
She noticed he'd slipped his glasses into a shirt pocket and was doing his best to look taller than he was. He had her at most by an inch or two.
She smiled and nodded.

"Good. No formalities in an art studio."

He held out his hand and noticed how beautifully shaped the young woman's were when she took it. Firm grip too.

"Have you modeled nude before?"
She looked at him for a moment,
"Sure." She lied.

"Well then this won't be at all difficult for you..."

Julian took his new model on a tour of the drawing studio where on Monday she would disrobe completely before a score of male and female art students.
When they finished he told her that the College paid $10.50 per hour for their models.
Her face fell, she'd been hoping for twice that.

"I can't do it then Professor Steele, I'll need to make more than that or I won't have my tuition to come back in the fall."

Julian's face fell too. Why of all the girls who had come to him over the years to model, why did this one seem so important?

She had turned to leave when he put his hand on her shoulder.

"Uhmm....Mickie, If you would be willing I could employ you as a model personaly."

She looked at him and smiled.
"What do you mean Professor?"

"I mean you would model for me, for my work.
Not with the class. I can pay you a bit more than the school."

"You mean just you and me. Prof...."

He held a hand up.
"Jules please. My friends call me Jules and I'm sure we will be."

For the second time that morning they shook hands.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

After he had asked me if he could call me Mickie, he took my hand into his. I noticed how strong yet smooth they were. The guys I had been with had hands that seemed to have been glided across sandpaper for years on end. I like the touch of the professor's hand. They somewhat belied his manner. He was polite with a hint of sexuality boiling beneath the surface. I had always been attrcted to the bad boys. Or had they been attracted to me?

Professor Steel was not a bad boy in the true sense but I knew that he was a bit of rogue by his words. He was comfortable in asking me about my modeling experiences about which I felt compelled to lie. I needed the money and he needed a model. How hard could it be to take my clothes off. I had disrobed for a few men in my life. But the price the school offered just wouldn't be enough.

Then I heard him saying that I could be a model for his personal art. Jules, as I was instructed to call him, and I shook hands on our new arrangement. This time he took my hand I could imagine the his tender yet demanding hands caress my body. An electrical impulse coursed through my body starting at the point his thumb touched my hand down into the deepest part of me.

 

[ariosto]

They walked out of the Fine Arts building into a pouring rain.

"Where's your car Mickie?
I can walk you to it, I've got an umbrella back in my office."

She pointed disconsolately at the Harley half way across a wide and rainswept expanse of parking lot.

"A bike! You ride a bike. That's terrific! I used to own a BMW...you know with the engine sideways and all."

What an amazing girl, he thought.

But hey...we're getting soaked and you can't ride in this. Listen my car's right over there. "

He pointed to an over the hill black Lincoln Town Car glistening in the rain.

"Let me take you over to my studio, it'll be pretty hard to find unless you've been there already. Then maybe the rain will have stopped.
That Ok with you?"

Sinking into the dark leather upholstery of the land yacht felt almost sinful after the rough al fresco ride of the motorcycle.
She crossed her long legs and closed her eyes listening to the trance like metronome of the wipers, back and forth, back and forth...

Jules was trying to keep his eyes on the traffic but they kept straying to his passenger.
Her long blonde hair lay like a halo on the black seat upholstery framing a face the Professor wanted to reach out and touch.
Her lashes lay long against high cheeekbones of a dusting of freckles . Her lips were full and beautifully curved, he imagined how they might taste on his own. He would touch them lightly first with his fingertips, then trace their contours with the tip of his tongue, then he would kiss them. Not too hard at first but many many times softly, gradually becoming more passionate. Her lips would part and then his tongue...

A blast of horn and a sudden swerve kept the Lincoln from colliding with the slow moving delivery truck ahead and also sent Mickie ricocheting against him. Her shoulder was pressed tight against his, her hand clutching his thigh for support.

Oh my God!, he thought, I nearly killed us both.

"Mickie are you..."

But he stopped, her lovely eyes were still shut but her hand was softly moving up and down the length of his thigh and her lips were smiling mischieviously.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

When we exited the building the rain was pouring down. My first thought was, "Great! Now I am going to be soaked to the bone when I get home." But Jules was asking me if I wanted a ride so I took him up on it. I know that weather is one of the hazrds of owning a bike but I wouldn't mind spending more time with this man.

Jules opened my car door for me and gently placed his hand on the small of my back to assist me. No man I had dated had ever done that for me before. It made me feel safe and protected. Jules enered the car and started the engine. "Sounds like it may need a tune up, Jules." I had fairly extensive knowledge about engines.

The tape in the radio was playing "Desert Rose" by Sting and I closed my eyes floating away with the melody. At the sound of the horn my eyes flew open as I was thrown against him, thankful to have the opportunity of feeling his body against mine. The feeling was so intense that I began moving my hand in circular motions on his thigh.

I angled my head so that I could look into his eyes. The expression I received was full of desire, his eyes burning into my flesh. He pulled the car to the side of the road . He seemed to be quite shaken. I was hoping that it was at least partly because of me.

 

[ariosto]

Had Julian tried to pick a more public spot for a first kiss it would have been difficult to do it. The only saving grace was the downpour which completely obscured the windows with cascading torrents of rain as it hammered on the Lincoln's roof.
Placing his hand under her chin he raised her mouth to his and kissed her. Her lips responded and the kiss became long and passionate.

"Good Lord Mickie, you are a temptation to me."
he whispered.

Her long slender fingers were still moving sensuously on his thigh. Her face next to his, rubbing softly against his beard. Reaching over the steering wheel, he took her arm in his hand and pulled her towards him, feeling her breast pressing against him through the thin wet t-shirt.
Taking her hand in his, he kissed each finger then placed it where she could feel the heat of his arousal.

"Feel what you are doing to me..."

She began to slide her hand slowly up and down the growing length oh his shaft. He wanted to desperately to take it out right there on the side of Melrose Avenue and put it in her lovely hands.

Instead he kissed her again and this time lips parted and their tongues explored and warmly caressed in a sensuous dance.
Mickie's hand wrapped around the circumference of his penis
squeezing stroking, squeezing stroking...
Thunder rolled and the rain continued to fall.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

His lips were gentle yet demanding. The sounds of the thunder and the pounding rain seemed to fuel my desire. With every boom of thunder and crack of lightning my body tensed but not from fear. I placed Julian's hand softly on my breast to give him a small inclination of the arousal I felt. His fingers circled my hardened nipples. My blood rushing through my body as I felt his recipricating desire.

When our lips parted and our tongues entwined, I placed my hand around his growing erection. I wanted so badly to have him fill me. The thought of us making love in his car on the side of the busy street only increased my need for him.

I swung my leg over his to straddle his body. I kissed him fervently as I grinded myself into his erection. I had always been somewhat forward with men in the past, but I have never felt such overwhelming desire for a man in my whole life. I had to posses and be possessed by this man, if even only for a few minutes.

 

[ariosto]

Julian wanted Mickie for a lot more than a few minutes but he never turned his back on opportunity. An electric motor hummed and the
wide plush seat slid back making the car seem almost as large as her studio apartment.
The falling rain was mesmerizing, especially with the wipers turned off. It seemed they were in another world, floating in a black leather capsule deep underwater. The distant sounds of the street barely registering...

Her legs were locked tight against him, his hands
were caressing the smooth skin of her thighs. His delighted eyes were inches away from the bouncy cup shaped breasts that a wet t-shirt did much more to reveal than hide. Leaning forward he took the excited buds in his mouth and sucked them through the thin fabric.

"Mickie, your breasts are perfect.
Let me taste them."
His voice purred.

She slowly and sensuously raised her shirt, allowing it to pause on the prominence of her nipples for just a second before raising it all the way. His lips were now at play on her glowing flesh.
He took his time and let his tongue explore her tits, licking them like deliscious lollipops.
Her hands came up from his throbbing penis and cupped her breasts, holding them out for him to devour.
He caressed each nipple with his tongue, drawing lazy circles around them, pressing the tip into the tiny center depressions. He took what she offered in his lips and sucked as much of her breasts as he could into his mouth, then slowly withdrew, gently raking his teeth on her skin right out to the rosy tips.

When she put her hands down again they found Julian's cock, released from confinement, standing tall and pulsing with anticipation, the tip of it already bearing a bead of what was to come.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

I could feel his wonderous erection through my cut offs. My nipples had begun to hardened but when he placed his lips upon them they felt as if they were on fire. I had been attracted to many men before, however, I had never felt this electrical pulsation surging through my body. He had only to touch me.

I lifted my breasts up and into his warm moist mouth while he lovingly suckled them. His movements were slow and purposeful. I knew that he wanted me badly but he wasn't rushed by this need. If anyone felt a sense of urgency it was me. I could tell that he was trying to slow things down and I appreciated him for that.

As I felt the length of his manhood I detected a small bead of juice resting on the tip. "I want to tatse you, Julian," I purred into his ear. After he had thoroughly satisified my breats, I slid down the length of his body trailing small kisses and nipping him with my teeth. I travelled my way down to the spot where his thigh met his torso. At that spot I licked, careful not to touch his penis yet. My tongue circled his balls and I softly sucked on one at a time. When I heard a small moan escape from his lips, I placed my tongue between his testicles and licked my way up to the tip of penis. Taking in just the tip of his head, I sucked until a generous amout of his cream oozed into my mouth. It was sweet, tasting a bit like honey.

 

[ariosto]

Julian ran his fingers through her long soft hair
and reveled in the feel of her lips on his penis.
Her fingers were softly squeezing his testicles as she licked and sucked him to the edge. He felt himself about to cum into her eager mouth but held back. She looked up at him, her lips wet with his juices.

"Mickie"
He said softly, barely louder than the rain.

" I have in my studio, next to a window a lovely wide bed, and on that bed I want to lay you down and make love to you, all this rainy afternoon and into the night. I want you to taste me in your mouth, I want to fill you with my cum. I want to open you up and fill my mouth with your pussy but right now, right here, I want you to slip out of those shorts and climb on my cock and fuck me as hard as you can."

 

[MtnAngelWV]

I could feel Julian's legs tighten and his grip a little firmer upon my hair. I knew that he wanted to cum. I could feel it in his body and tatse it in his juices, that sweet ambrosia upon my lips. Then he was telling me how much he wanted to fuck me.

I slid my shorts past my almost non-existent hips, to reveal the clean shaven area between my legs. Our juices mixed as I slid slowly onto his enlarged cock. I gazed deeply into his eyes, our souls on fire for wanting each other so badly. I small groan escaped my lips as his cock filled me entirely. The sensation was so intense that I could not hold back any longer. I raised myself up an slammed my hips into his while he thrusted his pelvis to meet mine. I placed my hands behind his head and arched my back, thrusting my breasts into his awaiting mouth. The contradicting feeling of his hard cock bellow and his soft lips upon my breasts was more than I could stand. I grinded my buttocks onto his balls as my juices flowed out onto them. My orgasm so deep that I screamed out his name.

 

[ariosto]

He watched her eyes as she moved up and down the length of him.
For a man of Julian's size he knew he was well endowed. Many women had told him so.
He'd helped her spread herself, his fingers caressing the smooth skin of her shaved pussy,feeling the velvet softness of her lips opening to accept him.
The first thrusts were slow and delicious, both of them relishing every second... every inch of his erection entering her.
Mickie kept working herself down until the whole length of him was inside her hot body. She tensed up, squeezing his engorged penis along it's entire throbbibg length.
He kissed her, his tongue a sinuous snake moving into her mouth as they both enjoyed this moment of total union.
Then she began to flex her shapely thighs and rise up and up and up...almost, almost losing him, then tightening her pussy right around the burning glans, then sliding down and down...
The movement's slowly growing faster.
Julian was the passive one. Laying back in the seat watching her body arching as she fucked his rigid cock.
He watched himself sliding in and out of Mickie's pink swollen lips as her movements became more frenzied. The power of her muscles squeezing him to orgasm was amazing. Julian wanted to fuck this girl many many times...
many many times...

He felt himself at the brink...
about to...
"Open your eyes Mickie", he choked out.

"I...
want...
to... look
into...
them...when...I...
CUM..."

And he did.
It was a burning delicious orgasm.

Her eyes were locked on his and he tried to see into Mickie's soul to feel himself erupting within her.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Once I had orgasmed, I began my machinations gain, at first slow and purposeful. I looked deeply into his eyes, both of us comsumed by the fire below. My face contorted as I felt the pleasures ebb down my body. My movements became faster and more extreme.

My muscles contracted as quickly as a hummingbird's wings around his engorged penis. The walls of my cavity felt every line, every nuance of his manhood. I opened my eyes as he had commanded me, so that I could see his desire for me. I was peering into his soul that was at once dark and yet luminous. He grunted as I tightened my pussy to milk every last drop from him.

 

[ariosto]

The seat reclined all the way, she lay on top of him, still holding his cock inside her body. Her fingers were laced in his hair, his hands cuped over the moist hollow of her back. Occasionaly he would tense up just to feel her reaction as he moved deep inside her pussy.

"The rain's letting up Mickie we better go..."

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Steele's studio was an uptown loft space of about 4000 square feet. Mickie felt like she was on a basketball court.

He laughed,
"That's what it once was in fact. Boy's club ran it way back."

They were both seated at a table next to a tall window overlooking Battersby Park.
Jules had put on a silly looking robe of black
satin with the name KILLER MONAGHAN embroidered on the back.
Mickie was making do with a size 17 blue pin striped dress shirt, with exactly two buttons. They were both drinking Blue Ribbon Beer.

"Ain't we elegant?"
the Professor laughed.

"But at least we're clean." she responded.

They'd both emerged fron the shower after a vigorous and sensual scrub down.
Within their line of vision, glowing whitely in the semi drakness was the biggest bed Mickie had ever seen.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Julian led me to the shower as soon as we arrived at his studio. The hot pulsating water relieved the ache in my legs but not the ache between them. Julian washed my back with a loofa sponge. As he performed this task, he reached around me and gently cupped one of my breasts. I turned around and kissed him as the water poured down between our lips. The space was a bit too confining for a satisfying romp and Julian said he wanted to bring me to the height of ecstacy on his bed.

I threw on the oversized shirt he had provided and padded out to his kitchenette area. There next to the window I spotted the biggest bed I had ever seen. An ecru colored down comforter draped the massive bed. It was the most inviting sight I had ever seen. I was ready to make sweet love to this man again and again and again.

Julian suggested that we have a snack that he had prepared consisting of crackers, cheese and white grapes. While I was nibbling on the food, he picked up a sketch pad and began drawing.

 

[ariosto]

She looked over the top of the pad and saw her face and shoulders coming to life under the magic of his hands. He was good no doubt about it. In only a few minutes he had an excellent likeness down.

"Now Mickie open your shirt, I want to draw your breasts."

Her fingers hesitated then popped the two buttons. The big dress shirt hung on both sides of her thighs but she was exposed from the throat straight down.

"Remember she said, they're not big like..."

"Shhhhhh...they are perfect."
He leaned over and kissed each one.
"And they taste yummy too."

In a few minutes the sketch was done and he gave it to her.
She was delighted and said so with a big tonguey kiss.

"Now Mickie you can do something for me."

She probably would have done anything for him at that moment.
He turned her chair away from the table and knelt in front of her.

"open your legs for me..."
His voice had gone quiet again. Almost a whisper.

She opened them, suddenly feeling embaressed for some reason.
he leaned forward and kissed her, his lips soft and teasing on her clit.

"Open wider for me, Mickie and slide forward on the chair."

When she had done this, her legs spread wide and her pussy fully exposed, Jules kissed her again, this time licking the length of her lips.

She closed her eyes and waited and waited...

He was drawing her!

On the paper she could see the swelling of her mons and vulva, she watched as he shaded in the small cap above her clitoris, then a short verticle sinuous line, shaded on one side to show the hint of wetness on the labia.
For some reason this was arousing her incredibly, she knew he was seeing the blood rushing in, swelling the lips, the sweet pearl beginning to peer out.
My God!

He finished and showed it to her.

"Another portrait of you, but this one I'll keep."

Jules put down the pad and with his thumbs opened the petals of her pussy. He looked into her for a long moment, then he bent forward and allowed his tongue to move inside her and touch each fold of smooth moist flesh.
He took her clit between his lips and began to gently suck it.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

My curiosity getting the better of me, I peered over the sketch pad to see my own eyes staring up at me. Was I as lovely as the image looking back at me or had Julian taken some artistic liberty with this rendering? He had captured not only my asthetics but my soul as well. The portrait seemed to breathe of its own free will. It was a living thing in its own rite.

Already breathless from the realization of my beauty, his mouth once again on my breasts made me gasp for more air. My lungs seemed as though they would explode at his touch. When he knelt between my legs and sucked on my swollen pussy lips, I was not sure I could take it any longer. If I died tonight I would have at last known the pleasures of this man.

Just before I pleaded with him to take me again, he grabbed his pad and began sketching again. I never knew how beautiful a vagina could be. He captured the essence of my womanhood that in no way cheapened our union.

As if fueled by artistic creativity, Julian once again placed his mouth between my legs. His circling tongue was slow and rythmic as he brought my body to new dimensions of passion. I wanted so much to reciprocate the feeling.

 

[ariosto]

Jules reached for something from the table. She watched as he plucked five round white grapes from the bowl. He placed his left hand behind her head, his fingers twining in her long blonde hair and kissed her. Her lips opened easily to him now, they both thirsted for the taste of each others tongues.
She felt something moist and cold on the lips of her pussy. Jules fingers were gently pushing something in...round, firm...a grape!

Her eyes opened, she wanted to question but his tongue was insistant and her lips were bonded with his. She felt another and another, each one a cool smooth pearl entering her vagina. She counted five, one by one, strung in a column deep into her. She'd never felt anything like it before.
Jules whispered in her ear...

"Now we both will taste you sweetheart."

His head was between her thighs again, she clenched them tight against his ears as his lips
began to suck on her pussy, drawing out slowly and deliciously each smooth round grape...

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Before I could act on my desire to taste him, Jules picked 5 grapes from the bowl beside of us. I thought he was going to feed them to me but he kissed me deeply instead. Suddenly something col and slightly moist entered me. My eyes flew open searching his for an answer to my silent inquiry. I finally realized his intentions with the grapes. As he finished sliding them in I had to admit that the sensation was thrilling. I suppose that maybe they would feel similar to Ben-Wa balls that I had seen in the erotica shop.

I felt each cool grape swirl inside of me against my clit and g-spot and lining of my vagina. This tremendous feeling was increased by Jules sucking. One by one I felt the grapes thrust out of my pussy. I cannot contain my squeal of delight.

His mouth came back to my mouth and he inserted a grape halfway into my lips. We shared each grape. They tasted like an overly intoxicating wine, combination of sweet juice and honey. Our tongues vied for each grape. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my hands entangled in his hair, while I pushed his mouth closer to mine.

 

[ariosto]

Julian took Mickie by the hand and led her to the bed. She was still on fire from his last tender ministrations. It was high and soft, when she sat on the edge of it her feet just touched the floor.

He slipped the shirt from her shoulders, and kissed her breasts. She saw through the tall window that it had started to rain again and a fine cool mist was blowing in from a broken pane. It made her skin tingle, so did his lips.

"Did you like the grapes?"
He asked. Of course she did.

"Allright Mickie. I want you to lay back on those pillows...give me one of them.
Thanks."
He slid it under her bottom...

"Now lean back."
Oh yes...the cool wet breeze blew across her breasts and nipples. It was so relaxing...
His next words woke her up.

"I'm going to finish what we started with our little grapes. Do you know the term gamouche?"
She wasn't sure.

"It's french for cunnilingus. A much nicer sound then 'eating out' eh?"

As he spoke he opened her legs as he'd done before. The pillow angled her upwards so that Jules had total access to her pussy and her sweet rosette.
He kissed the inside of each thigh, first towards the knee then all the way up, his beard tingling against her skin.

"Can you see me?"
She nodded

"Good. I want you to watch as I gamouche, as I eat you. Devour you. Think about nothing else but my mouth and my tongue sucking, kissing, licking and biting you."

He lay his lips against he outer folds of her moist labia, they smelled of sex and grapes. He found it intoxicating. He kissed her, and looked over her mount. She could see his eyes.

His voice came softly on the breeze,
"I want to taste you Mickie.
Taste you in your orgasm.
I want you to cum in my mouth."


OOC:
May as well give some truth to the accusations.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

As I walked to the inviting bed my legs almost buckled beneath me. I felt weak and the bed was a welcoming sight. Even my elongated body seemed tiny in comparison as I sink into the comforter. Outside their was a misty rain developing. One of the panes of the window was broken and I could feel the cool mist upon my body. My nipples became more erect and the rain cooled my body some. It was a refreshing feeling but contradicting the feel of Julian's warm breath on my thighs.

The pillow beneath my buttocks provided Julain a more easy access to my pussy. His tongue probed me in all the right spots and I could feel the tickle of his beard against my pelvis. As he inserted first one and then another finger into me I began to writhe with passion. His mouth forcefully sucked my clit and brought me to an explosive climax, thrusting my juices into his awaiting mouth. He moistened another finger inside me and then slipped it into my ass. He worked his fingers in and out of both places, fast and furiously. I could see his tongue diving in and out of me and his hand pumping me. I bit my lip trying to muffle a scream. It was no use as he brought me to yet another orgasm. I screamed his name into the night.

 

[ariosto]

Still savoring the liquid gold of her orgasm in his mouth and on his lips, Jules Turned Mickie over and was presented with the sight of a pefectly round, tight, slender ass you could bounce nickles off of.

He spread her open with his hands and saw that she was soaked with her own juices which he began to lap up with delighted dedication. His mouth, beard and moustache were glistening with her emisssions when he put two fingers on either side of her little hole and spread her open for invasion by his tongue.

Mickie squirmed in abandoned delight. She'd never had a rim job before and she was being deflowered by an expert.
Jules was seeing just how far up her ass he could force his twisting tongue to go.

Outside the rain was hammering on the window as though a second flood was on it's way.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

I was never a prude, but I had never allowed anyone to invade the sanctity of my buttocks. At this moment, however, I was swept away by the erotic sensations. Julian's tongue darted in and out of my ass, progressively swifter and swifter. That space that had never had an intruder was now afire with passion.

"Oh Julian.....ahhh.....I want to...ahhh....feel you....ahhh...inside of me there," I gasped between moans.

His tongue swirled around inside and out of me a few more times until he entered my ass with his throbbing penis. At first I screamed out in pain and I felt him hesitate. I thrust my hips onto his awaiting cock, signalling my approval. When he was completely inside of me I squealed, this time in delight.

 

[ariosto]

Jules looked at her beautiful face, turned on it's side and haloed by her long blonde hair. Her fingers were tightly clutching the blue white sheets. She groaned and twisted on his cock.
He reached under and raised her hips until she was on her knees and he was able to penetrate her more deeply.
She could feel his testicles against her pussy when he was in all the way.

"Do you like this Mickie?, I'm deep in your ass, do you want me there..."

His strokes were slow and powerful, pushing her deep into the pillows, feeling as though he would run through her completely, the a slow agonizingly delicious withdrawal almost all the way...
Then again, and again, and again and again....

Jules felt the burning itching buildup of his orgasm just as Mickie began to match his strokes with her own pelvic movements.
It quickened the pace and his body began to shudder.

"I'm going to cum...
Do you want it in ...
your ass...
or..."

He felt the tight clenching of his balls, the swelling engorgement of his cock, almost...ALMOST!

" On your back...
in ...
your...
face..."

NOW!