The Unlikely Makeup Artist Pt2 free porn video

4 years ago

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The boys in the group Pt2

The boys in the group Pt2: The meeting...My first time was with my best friend, later known as my boyfriend named Mark. It happened by chance one day after scuool, back at his parents house and he told me to keep it a secret afterwards. Mark even made me promise not to tell any of the other boys in the group, afraid that they might over react so I didn't.We all started hanging out together as a group again during my last year in highh scuool. After a long while of Mark and me doing things in...

1 year ago

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The headmaster pt2

The headmaster pt2I am the Gardner/caretaker it may help to understand if you have read pt1.Victoria, the Head Girl is due any second at the Pavilion. I can see her crossing the rugby pitch in the moonless night. She has her short skirt swaying as she purposely strides my way. Her boobs bounce behind her crisp white shirt as she comes up the steps.We kiss and in doing so my hands grab her bum. Before our kiss parts I have manoeuvred her skirt up so that my palms cup her beautiful bum. The fact...

2 years ago

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431 After the passing pt2

431 After the passing pt2He stared hard at the images, flipping the pages, checking each image carefully Ann of Hull, Sarah of Liverpool, and Tina of kings-Lynn all leered at him as he turned the readers wives pages. That took about two minutes as laughing he picked her easily, her face more youthful and smiling but recognisably her, he then looked at the clothed body, now beside him, markedly more robust, but to him still most attractive. She was flattered that he recognised her so easily. “Do...

4 years ago

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416 A SUNDAY SHOP GIRL REMEMBERS PT2

416 A SUNDAY SHOP GIRL REMEMBERS (PT2)(See 196 Sunday shop girl 1)Sadly, this is a very true story. It was sent to me by a lass that is now, a nurse in north America, where she moved to too escape these folk as soon as she was able Anne-Marrie (as we know from part 1) had been coached from an innocent young virgin to a used young lady, still a virgin technically but no longer the innocent, unable though because of the trap she had fallen into to tell anyone and wrapped in the shame of the web...

2 years ago

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410 Daves reassuring hand holding pt2

410 Dave`s reassuring hand holding pt2They sat at the table she naked, he in PJ`s, coffee and a chip and egg meal, filling empty stomach`s, it was the Sunday evening and she had been sleeping all day after her overnight ordeal. He too had slept after masturbating a number of times watching the video and marvelling at her absorption of the pain she had endured. They were both wondering how to break the massive silence between them. In the end it was Gaye who spoke, “Well? Am I the biggest whore...

3 years ago

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MUM 1 PT2

MUM 1 PT2Well it has been 4 week sence life changed with my mum Jean on her birthday when we first moved into an i****tual relationship and most evening mum and I would email or skype each other the on skpe it would normally be with mum and I naked watching each other get off she would always know just when to talk filthy at me telling to shot my load in her slutty whore cunt or start pissing for me to watch and telling me she can't wait till I visit again so she can suck my cock or have me...

2 years ago

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Caught by Mom PT2

Caught by Mom PT2Following on from Caught by Mom- Just Fucked the Most Popular Girl in SchoolSuzy wasn’t in school today. The day after we lost out virginities and being caught by Mom. Although Mom enjoyed having me as a ‘companion’ in her bed last night and despite receiving a very nice blowjob, I’m desperate to get my hands on Suzy again. No Suzy at School! After a very long day at school I reluctantly wander home. Could I have misread Suzy’s intensions? Has she lost interest in me? Dragging...

4 years ago

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274 VISITING A YORKSHIRE LADY Pt2

274 Visiting a Yorkshire lady. Pt2 They sat talking most of the afternoon, filling in the inevitable gaps while they had the time together reinforced by sandwiches and her home-made cake. She pealed spuds, and prepared vegetables, for the main meal of the day, as they sat surrounded by the smell of a steak and k**ney pudding in the oven. He fetched a bottle of wine from the car, a present for Sharon, and some beer for Mark and himself, while he was away Mary slipped away and returned in a...

4 years ago

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But Im married PT2

But I'm married. PT2 I felt great on my walk home. It wasn't until I got to the front door of my house when I felt guilty.What have I done? I just fucked the masseuse and let a lady eat me out.Hi honey I'm home.Mmm that's nice.What an ass I thought.My massage went well.Mmm that's nice.With that all the guilt I felt quickly disappeared. When should I make my next appointment? Two weeks I thought. I too want my pussy to be on fire like the petite girl who bit me on my tit. I was sitting on the...

2 years ago

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But Im married PT2

But I'm married. PT2 I felt great on my walk home. It wasn't until I got to the front door of my house when I felt guilty.What have I done? I just fucked the masseuse and let a lady eat me out.Hi honey I'm home.Mmm that's nice.What an ass I thought.My massage went well.Mmm that's nice.With that all the guilt I felt quickly disappeared. When should I make my next appointment? Two weeks I thought. I too want my pussy to be on fire like the petite girl who bit me on my tit. I was sitting on the...

3 years ago

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Rachel pt2

.Rachel pt2Just after the summer of fun with Liz and Mark my father got transferred to the other side of the country which really pissed me off . So with heavy heart we packed up and left within a week. I was so depressed I really loved Mark and Liz and was going to miss them so much, for awhile I thought I might never have such fantastic sex again I will always remember Mark hammering my pussy from behind as I would eat out Liz's cunt it was perfect. It took almost three days to get to our new...

2 years ago

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173 Visiting aunt Fiona pt2

173 Visiting aunt Fiona. pt2We left Fiona bound of tits, and cuffed of wrist, laid on the carpet of the living room, Amy beside her had just returned from a multi climax induced faint and the two men were sat naked waiting Amy`s full return Phil just having had a BJ from the cuckolded Rob. The three were glad of the respite, Fiona though found the tender tits a trial, purple like balloons tied and bound, as they had been for near 30 long minutes now, they were causing her some discomforts, the...

4 years ago

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New Neighbor Makes Me her Bitch Pt2

New Neighbor Makes Me her Bitch Pt2 That was Saturday. Then came Sunday. Being dominated completely and being helpless for a 6’3” bull that has been a strength coach is a dream come true. If it is yours as well, Please read. I knocked on the door and she stood there looking at me with a mix of happiness and condescension on her face. She had on black yoga pants that hugged her muscular lower body. Her tanned abs were obvious below the sport bra that fought to control her large breasts. ...

2 years ago

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Taking an XHamster Lover and Teaching Her Pt2

Taking an XHamster Lover and Teaching Her Pt2 In part 1, I took my sexy nymph from the fancy restaurant where we met to the hotel where we enjoyed a very hot evening of sex!!! When I left off the story, we were just getting ready to shower and sit in the in room hot tub. This story picks up just a little while after the tub. I am relaxing she is drying her hair. Can you hear the hair dryer? [/Image]~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sitting in my chair I smiled as I swirled the...

3 years ago

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College Visit with Not My Niece Pt2

The college visit with not my niece. Pt2 I hope that you are reading this because you enjoyed part 1 of the story. Ellie and I met a few weeks ago and have shared a few fantasies. I decided to write them down and share them as stories. I do not have permission from her to share her identity, but trust me, she is real and damn.. she is hot! +++++++++ We went back to the hotel by 9:00, washed and changed into jeans and shirts and then hit a club near the hotel I enjoyed the sights of all of...

2 years ago

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Black Mailedpt2

Charlie had positioned himself behind me and was rubbing his huge penis glans over my bung hole. I whimpered as his huge member probed my outer anal muscle ring till it parted and admitted his head to enter my neither region. I begged 'please, don't do me like this, please don't,' Charlie growled 'bitch, you just swallowed my cousins seed, I'm gonna breed this ass pussy, you ain't sucking me dry till I seed your ass.' Charlie pulled his penis back and slid more into me, I gripped the mattress...

4 years ago

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Brad and His Cousin Josephpt2

I looked at Claude's crotch and saw that he was stroking a monster of a penis, Joseph grabbed my feet and Brad held my hands. Claude crawled over my butt and bust my sloppy bung hole wide open with his enormous penis. I cried out all to no avail, Claude grunted and slammed his penis up in my butt without mercy for all of 20 minutes. With a growl deep from with in, Claude erupted a flood of semen that flushed out from around the massive shaft that filled my anus. With each throb of his penis...

3 years ago

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Brad and I pt2

After Bra had left, I filled the tub with warm water and slid down into it. My butt hole was swollen and painful to the touch, the tissue had traces of blood. After I had bath, I dried off and went into my folks room to find something to soothe my aching bung hole. I found some petroleum jelly and smeared a generous amount in and around my tender puckering bung hole. A glance in the mirror told me that it was a bright reddish color and hurt like hell. It was late Wednesday as my folks and I...

4 years ago

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Curious Pt2

For a ... For a recap of the story so far read Curious pt1, and yes I know I have bad punctuation and grammar CURIOUS PT2 By Dake9872 8:05! The clock radio read. There we go! After pinching myself and slapping myself for five minutes it looked like I wasn't dreaming. I really was Brooke Morgan; I felt exactly what beautiful women felt like to touch, from the long hair and killer figure, to the boobs and clit. Hopefully Brooke wasn't me. I mean going to bed Esmeralda and waking...

4 years ago

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Scratch that Itch PT2

Trying to Scratch that Itch PT2 Thanks for all the reviews and some of the ideas! Please read the first installment because this is an ongoing story. Please enjoy Tabitha's adventures. "Don't take any longer than an hour you slut!" as she pokes her head out of the shower and gives me a wink. I blow her a kiss and close the door. I grab my purse and I wiggle out that door. I put my purse in the crook of my arm and have my elbow down and my wrist up and bent forward and my other...

2 years ago

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The Muse portrait of the artist as a lover

THE MUSE (PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST AS A LOVER) By Katharine Sexkitten "For I have crossed between the poles, and for me there's no mystery Once a man, like the sea I raged Once a woman, like the earth I gave Ah, but there is in fact more earth than sea." Cinema Show, by Genesis She sat in peaceful repose, while all around her seemed chaotic. Her hair fell down her back in a wild tangle, dark on dark. The massive pile of pillows behind her showed them as a mixture of big and...

3 years ago

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The Artist At Work

Sometime in the early month of May, in this present year of our Lord, the brilliant reclusive artist who resided at #27 Dan Wilson Street completed his long awaited masterpiece. It had taken him more than two and a half years to finish it. That was two and a half years of blood, sweat, loneliness and absolute solitude. For two and a half years he had locked himself up in his little studio behind his house staring at his wide plain canvas all night and day, neither going out to see his...

2 years ago

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brotherly Love Pt2

The next morning i woke up before him and he was still on his back naked. My mum had left for work already so i went and had a shower. When i came back into our room he was awake and rubbing his cock with a smile on his face. I felt my cock twitch.Being young and stupid i said "sorry" and went to leave. just as i got to the door he told me to "stop". With a smile on his faace he said "i know what you did last night."Once again i said "sorry" and felt my face gettin red."don't be" he said "have...

3 years ago

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Artist in Residence

Artist in residence By bojok71 Authors' notes: this story was written for a friend of mine. It's basically a family wanting daughter transition story. That said it's unique! It's not as sexual as my other works (as someone who was sexually abused, I will not write about child sex in any form). The story also relies heavily on dialogue. As it is written in first person, a description of the actual transition is given at the end. NO PEAKING! It's also non Stepford. While I have...

4 years ago

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THE UNKNOWN ARTIST AND THE CRYPT OF ANONYMITY

THE UNKNOWN ARTIST AND THE CRYPT OF ANONYMITY Furthermore, I soon realized that I would need to ‘learn’ the highly personnal vocabulary with which the Unknown Artist conjures up a world. And He said : All around passagers, faceless, nameless, Mister X, unspeakable news in brief, c***dren of the night (protect them), night a****ls (protect them), discreet avengers, anonymous photographers (yes, you are), burlesque, broken houses, grotesque, clandestine souls, invisible walkers, please come into...

3 years ago

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THE UNKNOWN ARTIST AND THE CRYPT OF ANONYMITY

THE UNKNOWN ARTIST AND THE CRYPT OF ANONYMITYFurthermore, I soon realized that I would need to "learn" the highly personnal vocabulary with which the Unknown Artist conjures up a world. And He said : All around passagers, faceless, nameless, Mister X, unspeakable news in brief, c***dren of the night (protect them), night a****ls (protect them), discreet avengers, anonymous photographers (yes, you are), burlesque, broken houses, grotesque, clandestine souls, invisible walkers, please come into...

3 years ago

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The Artist

Tony was what one could consider a successful man in many ways. At thirty-two years old, he had a well-paid stable job, and had recently been able to purchase a posh flat in London. Part of his success was due to the fact that he was well-spoken, and part was because he knew his business inside and out. However, one area of life in which he completely failed was finding a woman. The problem was that Tony didn’t know how to chat up women and wasn’t even able to reciprocate their advances. Over...

2 years ago

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Life with an Artist

Life With an Artist ? by: Ricky I was attended the first showing of a local artist's work in a small gallery and was greatly impressed with her work. Her portraits had a glowing quality that I admired greatly, with a fluidity that made them come alive. Several of the models were in attendance, and I played a little game of matching faces on the wall with faces in the room. While it wasn't hard to match one with the other, there was a subtle quality of the paintings that brought...

4 years ago

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Artist finds a Model

Mr Jackson was an artist who did work for many wealthy people. He did paintings and sculpturing for a rich f****y in Scotland. They were all redheads. He particularly liked looking at the 20 year old daughter Megan. She had fiery red hair with pale freckled skin, nice shapely breasts, butt, and legs. Megan’s nose was pointed a bit upward giving her a semblance of being snobby while wearing prim and proper attire such as a collared shirt with a sweater on top of that, a skirt, opaque stockings...

2 years ago

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Artist finds a Model

Mr Jackson was an artist who did work for many wealthy people. He did paintings and sculpturing for a rich family in Scotland. They were all redheads. He particularly liked looking at the 20 year old daughter Megan. She had fiery red hair with pale freckled skin, nice shapely breasts, butt, and legs. Megan's nose was pointed a bit upward giving her a semblance of being snobby while wearing prim and proper attire such as a collared shirt with a sweater on top of that, a skirt, opaque...

4 years ago

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Himura Battousia Book 2 Kenshins PastPart 188 Mechanical Artist

The battle has split into three parts: Banjin vs. Sanosuke Otowa vs. Yahiko and-- Gein vs. Kenshin. Gein: Playing with toys... People often say that. But no one ever says it twice. The first time is their last! Let's go, Battousai! (He jumps through the mouth into the cockpit. Gears turn and Iwanbou springs to the attack. Kenshin dodges one blow and springs off another to hit his arm.) Hiten Mitsurugi Ryuukansen! (The sword stretches the rubbery skin but can't penetrate it.) Kaoru:...

3 years ago

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brother AND sister PT2

Me and my little sister is playing checkers on the floor of our bedroom.she would lift her skirt to show me her KITTY.Mom came into check on us like clock work.she said I'm going next door to visit our neighbors. my sister jumped up to make sure she was gone.when s*s came back she stood over so i could look up her skirt.then she lifted it and said my Kitty hurts kiss it and make it feel better please.I started licking her little button,and licking her tight little slit.i reached up and grab her...

3 years ago

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The Artist

1975 London,England,Sally Granger,19,Dark-haired,blue eyes,has recently joined a company that collects rare and unusual art pictures-what many would regard as ‘avant garde’-many of them quite ‘shocking’ to some people – Roger Havers has sold many of these paintings to art galleries all over the world-but there is one artist who has always eluded him -Cedric Winterbottom,the eccentric 70 year old artist from Rustington,west sussex-he has refused to sell a single painting of his beautiful...

4 years ago

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The Artist

1975 London,England,Sally Granger,19,Dark-haired,blue eyes,has recently joined a company that collects rare and unusual art pictures-what many would regard as 'avant garde'-many of them quite 'shocking' to some people - Roger Havers has sold many of these paintings to art galleries all over the world-but there is one artist who has always eluded him -Cedric Winterbottom,the eccentric 70 year old artist from Rustington,west sussex-he has refused to sell a single painting of his beautiful...

4 years ago

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Motherinlaw Her sister me Pt2

The morning came and over breakfast l asked where was the nearest sex shop, Molly said there was one in town but she didn’t want to go there as someone could see her going in but found another in Kingslyn and would prefer we go there, so Kingslyn it was, l suggested we make a day of it and have lunch, Molly liked the idea. She finished her breakfast and went for a shower when l joined her she had her back to me, l reached around to her front to play with her tits then slid one of my hands...

4 years ago

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Blackmail Artist

At age sixteen I am a blackmail artist. It all started when I was a stock boy at the local pharmacy. One day I overheard the pharmacist talking to one of his friends. He told his buddy to drop one of the pills in her drink and wait about fifteen minutes. Then he could do whatever he wanted to do to her for about six hours and that she couldn’t resist. However she would remember everything that he had done to her so he would have to do something to force her not to tell her parents or the...

3 years ago

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Artist Chapter 1

I can almost feel her pencil on the back of my neck as I watch her draw. The artist. I don't know her name. She's down here in the park nearly every lunchtime, drawing intently as I watch. I nibble quietly on my salad, slowly letting myself relax after a morning of petty slights at work. "Get us some coffee, Jane." "Jane, this needs to be copied before the client gets here." "Hey, looking good today, Jane, got a special date tonight?" Even the guys who know I'm married leer at me. I don't know...

2 years ago

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Andrea and the Artist

Andrea and the ArtistBy billy69boyHe watched her walk by every day as she made her way down the path to the crowded beach. She was strikingly beautiful: a vision, with long brown hair flowing down her back almost to her waist. She seemed to wear a different bikini every time she walked past him, each one of them barely covering her hard body, and accentuating her breathtaking curves. He silently admonished himself for having the nerve to gawk at this young lady who was clearly less than...

2 years ago

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Aunt Abby and The Artist Part 1

This story is dedicated to my friend Abby... I hope it makes her dreams come true.'Aunt Abby and the Artist' (Part 1)David Connelly walked briskly through the airport terminal towards baggage claim. This was the first time the teenager had ever flown by himself, but he wasn’t nervous. In fact he was a little upset that his mom and dad had forced him to take this trip to stay with a relative while they took a vacation cruise. David, or ‘Davey’ as his mom still called him, had protested that...

2 years ago

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The Sketch Artists Model

Several years ago, when I was a poor college student, I was looking for ways to earn a little money with a side job. I had a part time job in a warehouse, but I was having trouble making ends meet. One day at school I saw an advertisement for models for an art class on campus. At first glance I figured they were looking for women only, but on closer inspection I found that they were looking for adults of any gender. I thought, “Why not? It’s on campus so it’s reputable and it pays quite a bit...

2 years ago

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Together with Angela Pt2

My sister, Angela, and I had always been close, but now we were tight. We spent nearly all of our time together, shopping, walks in the park and anything else two young people would do. And I always held her hand. Most people probably thought it was a sign of protection after what had happened with Bobbie Moore, but we knew it was more than that. Mom had taken her two weeks vacation and had decided to spend the whole fourteen days with us. Now don't get me wrong, we love our mother, but...

3 years ago

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The Artist

've heard stories about news photographers who get shot because when they put the camera viewfinder to their eye, they forget that they're actually in a dangerous situation and think they're just watching something happening to someone else. It's like extreme voyeurism. I know it sounds strange, but I believe it. I believe it because it happened to me.I'm not a photographer. I'm an artist. Well, I want to be an artist. I take my sketchbook everywhere I go and when I get "in the moment," I'm...

2 years ago

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Aunt Abby and the Artist Part III

Aunt Abby Makes Sex Fun... and Funny!Here is Part III of my reality based fiction, 'Aunt Abby and the Artist', dedicated to my dear friend Abby Rhodes. Again, if you'd like to see the real Abby, here she is... her beauty makes the story even more enjoyable, and she approves of this message:http://xhamster.com/user/AbbyRhodesIf you haven't read Part I and Part II yet, I suggest you do so. If you have, then on with the show... and there will be a final chapter, Part IV 'Aunt Abby and the...

4 years ago

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They Made Me the Team Slut pt2

It was the next, week after the shower ****, that the team was on the field practicing. After each sprint one or two of the guys would slap my butt and give it a squeeze. At first I would slap their hands away, this caught the attention of the coaches and they gave me a dressing down. I had to let the guys slap my butt because this was seen as a congratulatory gesture. I wanted to tell the coaches what had happen but was silenced by the coaches. I had to be a team player or they would...

3 years ago

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The Artist

The aroma of marijuana scents the air. Sean takes another puff of his joint and gently hands his camera to me. “Hold the camera steady, Aria. The world needs to watch the artist work, baby.” He grabs the bucket of magenta house paint and walks over to the tarp covered terrace. Sean pours the bucket of paint over his head, the magenta paint cascading down his face, picking up pace as it flows down his chest, over his genitals and pools at his feet. “I need help with my back Aria,” Sean says as...

3 years ago

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The Artist and the Client

My neighbor came to me at a gathering asking if he could speak with me privately when I had a moment. I liked my neighbor Bernie as he was almost f****y and an artist. He always urged me to find and develop my creative energy. He provided me with art materials and instruction in the use of them, and I would help him around his studio, giving me many opportunities to watch him paint. As a younger eighteen year old guy I was very sexual. But yet I was always surprised in an innocent way, when I...

2 years ago

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Artist Chapter 3

"Ah, here you are, Jane, I've been looking for you for weeks!" I looked up to see the strawberry blonde from the park. The park I had been avoiding for two weeks. The girl I'd been avoiding. Her smile was mysterious, like the Mona Lisa's. Her accent was impossible to place, sort of French with a little British and maybe a little Swedish intonation. She smelled of fresh cut grass and flowers. "You don't like the other part of the park any more?" I blushed crimson. I'd felt too guilty to go...

2 years ago

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Artist Chapter 2

I stare at her, shocked. "What ... what nude of me?" Her grin widens into a full-fledged smile. "Well, I guess you'll have to model for me so I can draw one." She reaches over to stroke my neck again. My nipples are tingling, my skin is all gooseflesh. She leans in for another soft, soft kiss, gently tugging at my nipple through the silk. Her eyes are full of mischief. My hand slips from her neck, "accidentally" brushing the nipple that is showing through the thin cardigan. She closes her eyes...

4 years ago

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Artist has a test for his muse

The night before your phone rings you answered and walked into the other room. When you return you have a wicked smile curving your lips. Tilting my head I say to you could not have been that good baby you only gone a few minutes.Your body slips back into the bed which moments before had been a lustful torrent. Curling up to me your arm slips across me. Your lips whisper to me my muse you trust me no matter what. Of course My Artist have I given you cause to think I do not? No never but...

2 years ago

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The Club Pt2

## Foreword The reviews online were clear enough. Chez Catherine was a five star, white tablecloth restaurant. The black-tied waiter had sat her down at a small, candlelit table in the corner. A moment later, he brought her a bottle of sauvingnon blanc. "A bottle from Loire Valley, France. Compliments of Ms. Jillian, madam. She wishes me to inform you that she will arrive shortly." With a courteous nod of the head, the waiter turned and left. Kristen stared blankly into the...

3 years ago

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the Director of Buenosaries pt2

In the middle of one such street deep in the Buenos-Aries “villas” a non-descript block of homes was the setting for a homemade porn movie. The men inside whom once associated with the thugs and perverts of the old junta regime now eked out a living supplying “old contacts” with hard to get films designed for extreme sexual gratification. Lara had come here to see a hidden waterfall deep in the jungle. Now it was the busty backpacker who provided the delight to inquisitive explorers. Made...

3 years ago

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The naughty family pt2

I woke up hungry. It was dark and I was on the couch, stretched out, a light comforter thrown over me. I sat up and leaned over to turn on the lamp sitting on the end table. An antique clock Sandra had inherited from her grandmother that was sitting on the dormant fireplace mantel informed me it was nearly eleven o'clock. I suddenly realized I was missing my pants and then I smiled, the memories flooding back of having Sandra stretched out on the couch, one of her legs propped up along the back...

4 years ago

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The Vine pt2

The vine spreads her lips apart then starts to suck on her clit as it enters her more. It wraps up her body and out her outstretched arms. The vine then squirts her down with liquid, and then caresses her all over attaching to each of her breasts sucking hard on her nipples as she arches her back. Jill’s orgasm is close as the vine inserts a larger vine into her wet pussy and starts fucking her harder and faster until Jill screams as her orgasms. Her pussy wildly contracting milking the...

2 years ago

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The Best Week of my Life Pt2

It was hard to believe, but the broken knee I'd suffered in the previous evening's accident actually had its advantages. Unable to climb the stairs at the flat, the next day I found myself in my parents' care. Unconditionally taken back under their wing, they agreed to let me live in their bungalow, along with my youngest sister Sophie, until I was back on my feet. Just as well, for my ex-girlfriend Debbie had given me a week to vacate the flat. At least this way I'd have a roof over my...

2 years ago

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The Sick Day Pt2

Having earlier that morning overheard stepdaughter Lucy's startling telephone confession, George's mind was awash with thoughts, some grim, some alluring. A visual interpretation of the recent escapade between the seemingly innocent sixteen-year-old and her marginally older stepbrother, his son, that had in turn culminated in a bout of mutual masturbation, had etched itself indelibly upon George's troubled brain. Though admittedly there was no blood tie between the pair, they were family...

2 years ago

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The Hostess Pt2

I came out into the main reception hall of the mansion, then turned into the library. Kneeling on a rug in the middle of the room was a slim redhead whom I recognized as Jane. Jane always came to the club alone. She was blindfolded and had her hands tied behind her back. On her chest, above her perky little breasts was written in lipstick: 'FUCK MY MOUTH'. Standing in front of her, doing just that, was a tall, well built man with a shaved head. I watched silently until he finished, grunting,...

2 years ago

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The beginning of my curiosity pt2

Having squired a collection of porn while on vacation with my parents. I had successfully hidden them in the basement. consisting of mostly straight porn novels and a couple of hard core magazines, and a few gay and bisexual books. I could not wait to show my friends! A couple of buddies had shared some of the nudie magazines their fathers had. Mostly Playboy, Penthouse and Hustler. We had discovered that we could sneak an issue or two out at a time careful to never take too many at once least...

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The adventures of Tom Matt pt2

Matt would text Tom on his way home and the two would meet at the grate that lead into the side yard of Tom’s house. Once behind the fence and out of sight of anybody, Tom would drop to his knees and open Matt’s pants. Tom would pull out Matt’s soft used cock and Tom would blow him there in the shadows. Since the first time Tom sucked Matt’s cock after he fucked Sara, Tom loved the new way Matt’s cock would taste. A mixture of his and Sara’s cum covered his dick and Tom would suck it clean....