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SOME NEW PAINT

Jenny balanced on the bare toes of one foot; the other foot waved back and forth though the air as she stretched to paint above the window. Just below the rear hem of her short jean skirt were the smooth bare curves of her bottom. The more she stretched, the clearer it became she wore no panties, and the more dark skin on the back of her mound was exposed."Don't knock the paint over," her mother called from the other side of the room as she knelt to paint below an outlet. Sue's eyes lingered as...

3 years ago

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Marked ndash Chastity Story

I woke up to a familiar situation, though not one I normally wake to find. My arms are restrained, as are my legs, and I am naked save for a collar and my ever present chastity device. I am no longer sure how long it has been. It is taken off once a week for cleaning, but never by my own hands. Indeed, it has been months since I have been able to touch myself, or had true release.My Goddess likes me horny and wanting. She likes me literally dripping with need… it used to be need to cum, and...

2 years ago

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The six erotic oil paintings

The six erotic oil paintings I knew my spinster great aunt Philomena as a formidable, grey haired old lady. She lived in a somewhat neglected mock-Gothic high-ceilinged Victorian house in Ealing, near the Common. The elaborate geometric tile floor in the porch continued down the passageway, and in defiance of the Clean Air Acts, she always had a coal fire or two burning in the Victorian fireplaces, even sometimes in a bedroom, right through the winter. Her furniture was elaborate and...

3 years ago

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Marked and OffLimits

Slowly he unbuttoned her blouse. He stood behind her and she could feel his body pressed against hers. When he finished the last button, her shirt dropped to the floor and she thought he would quickly undo her bra so he could get his hands on her breasts. But he didn’t. To her surprise he moved her hair and slowly kissed her throat and her neck and her ear. Shivers went up and down her spine and she moaned softly. He continued to kiss her neck and her back and down her arms. With his fingers,...

4 years ago

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Paint

© 2000 "She's doing it again." I told Bill, more nonchalantly this time. After all, I had watched her routine at least twelve times by now. I left good neighbor Bunny to her strip tease and returned to my painting. "Doing what again?" Bill asked, as if he didn't know. I guess he thought I would forget he had watched Bunny's routine at least twelve times by now, too. Standing right next to me, no less. My paintbrush hit the wall with a wet splat followed by the shush-shushing of my...

4 years ago

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The Painting

"The Painting" by Vlad Potemkin============================================================== Leslie knew she was going to buy the small painting the instant she sawit. It was strange. It was kinky. And it was absolutely mesmerizing, the waythe scene materialized from the perfectly orchestrated swirl of gray and blackpaint. She could also feel the eyes of the proprietor of this quaint little Sohostore. The tall attractive blonde remained seated behind a curved glass table,staring at Leslie...

3 years ago

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Marked

The bed is pushed up against the east-facing window of the small bedroom, so it was no surprise – only an annoyance – that I awoke to sunlight in my face as the bright rays of golden light passed through the narrow gap in the curtains and bombarded my closed eyelids. The sun was shining so brightly already that even before my eyes were open, I practically felt blinded. This was not the first time such an occurrence had been the cause of my unwanted awakening, as evidenced by the quick, deft...

2 years ago

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The Painter

I remember so well that late Autumn, in the heart of Italy, with the musicsurrounding us like blown leaves. The air was cool and sweet. The calamattaolives were ripe and rich and the sweet tastes of gelato pure upon the tongue.All these memories still come to my mind's eye as if it were yesterday. I remember sitting on the plaza, a breeze circlinground us endlessly as we drank the steaming espressos outside the small café.The looming landscape of Rome silhouetted behind her head was a regal...

2 years ago

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Marked

Katie had just started high school she was so excited to go to a new school and be in the city for the first time. Her entire life she'd lived with her mother and father in a small town twenty miles away from the city and all she ever knew was farm life. Her father had just received an inheritance and no longer needed to work on the farm any more. The inheritance allowed his family to move to a big house which was owned by his uncle. They didn't have a worry in the world at least...

3 years ago

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Kim curtains removed for painting

Kim, my wife of 2 years, had been hounding me to paint the bathroom. She was right, it needed it, but painting is just not the most exciting home improvement project. One weekend I decided it was time. Of course I had to take down the curtains in the bathroom before painting, which is the only reason that you might care about my painting project.Our neighbor Alex was a recent divorcee in his mid 40s. While we got along fine with Alex, we never did anything socially with him. We were all...

2 years ago

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Curtains Removed for Painting

Kim, my wife of 2 years, had been hounding me to paint the bathroom. She was right, it needed it, but painting is just not the most exciting home improvement project. One weekend I decided it was time. Of course I had to take down the curtains in the bathroom before painting, which is the only reason that you might care about my painting project.Our neighbor Alex was a recent divorcee in his mid 40s. While we got along fine with Alex, we never did anything socially with him. We were all...

2 years ago

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TGT The Princess and the Painting

The Princess and the Painting A "Twisted Glen" Tale by Trinity CHAPTER -ONE- Paul was crushed. In all of his life he could not recall a moment where he had felt as bad as he currently did. Even the night where he had caught his younger brother practicing kissing with the dog was nothing compared to this. "Can I help you?" Paul looked up to see a very pretty girl standing in front of him. "No... I'm just looking around." He had often frequented the Timber Grove thrift shop...

4 years ago

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Painting

He looked like a pirate standing there with a bandanna tied around his head, his dark hair escaping in wisps. The only thing covering his tanned body was a pair of low slung ragged pants that looked like they had been cut off above the knees with a dull knife. He was facing a large canvas and the sunlight was casting shadows through the windows along the western end of the loft when she walked into the huge area. She stood inside the door and watched as he brushed paint on what looked like a...

1 year ago

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Strip Painting

Note : This story is completely fictional! I am Anderson at the age of 18 a widow Mrs.chawla 34. My profession is painting. My mom loved my profession and I too loved her along with my interest in seeing her naked. I had interest in painting people with a good body shape. I have even drawn award winning paintings portraying the natural beauties of ladies and infact I am a specialist in this section. I could draw people’s body perfect and make them look like a photograph. For many years I have a...

4 years ago

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HANDS IN HER PAINTIES

Brenda….. …..For years I had wanted to feel Eric’s hands on me. Feeling me up and then us having glorious sex. I had watched him feel up my sister and wished it was me. I kept this to myself and just enjoyed thinking about it, making myself all horny. I never made a move on him. ….Purely by accident our legs rubbed together while playing a board game at the table one evening. I got chills. We both had on shorts and the skin to skin warm feeling got to me. I slipped up and smiled and...

2 years ago

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Strokes Werent Limited to Just The Paintbrus

I returned to Kathleen's around 9:30 A.M. to find a note saying she would be out until mid-afternoon, and that she had luch fixed for me in the kitchen. "Make yourself at home dear," was the last line. I set to the business of finishing the painting, and soon realized it was nearly 1:00 p.m. when I finished. I put everything away, washed up, and decided to have the luch she made for me. After finishing, I cleaned up the dishes and sat at the kitchen table having a soda. My thoughts turned to...

2 years ago

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Champagne And The Devils Paintbrushes

I got bored with the missionary position real fast. Many of you probably know, once you’ve worked your way through the Kama Sutra, well, then things get really interesting. Being both imaginative and possessed of a somewhat disreputable character I had enjoyed sexual adventures, some of which are best not described, even here.I’d made a filthy amount of money in nanotechnology right out of college having discovered a manner of using molecular chemistry to build atomic level structures for use...

4 years ago

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Marked Ones

This is a story set in a world where certain people are born with special abilities. These abilities manifest themselves as Marks on a person's body, typically looking like a scar that symbolizes what their ability is. A Mark can have almost any kind of ability, but there are never two of the same Marks existing at the same time. People with Marks are coveted, most people have the belief that if a person with a mark has a child, that child is more likely to have a mark themselves. Things are...

2 years ago

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Marked In Steam

Like a soft explosion of mist, your hand reaches out for me. I take a step back, both out of pure reflex and because I know the hand belongs to you. I've memorized your entire form by now. I know you up close, in the dark, from afar, and as faint shimmers along the periphery of my vision.Your pale skin is a living canvas that never hides your emotions, your most primal and secret acts. The way you blush when you're excited or nervous. The way your hips have been left with pale red imprints from...

3 years ago

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Ryan Part One Revision of Student Painter

This doesn't mean that it's impossible for him to get me pregnant, it just means that it's going to take some serious effort. I am more than willing to do what it takes, as is my husband. The problem is that his work takes him away so much that it's hard for us to really put a lot of effort into the task at hand. It's not like we don't have sex whenever he's home, we're just not seeing the results from it that we'd like to see. It was a hot summer Friday in July. Joe was out of...

4 years ago

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Student Painter

It was a hot summer Friday in July. Joe was out of town attending a convention. We decided that if we are meant to have a baby, it will happen. My friend Sally went through something similar to this and said that it happens when you least expect it. She should know, she has two kids now and she's expecting a third. This particular day I wasn't thinking about babies. I was thinking about getting the inside of my house painted. Joe's not the handy type. He delegates responsibility, which...

4 years ago

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Student Painter

Introduction: I found my mind wandering as I starred at the book without reading a single word. Could I tempt Ryan out of his clothes all together? Maybe I can can convince him to take a break and have a little adult fun. He was certainly young enough to be able to get the job done. He was on the skinny side, but he did have great arms and an amazing chest and abs. How big was his cock? I did catch a glimpse of a bulge in his jeans, so he must be packing something substantial. These are just a...

1 year ago

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Body Painting

My husband is in complete control of my body. He decides what I will wear, how I will groom myself, and who I will fuck. I love it that someone who loves me has complete mastery of my physical being. It is quite liberating, but terribly embarrassing at times. There are situations when I wish he would let me dress more modestly, but I love it that this lifestyle choice really turns him on. He knows that forcing me to wear a tiny top that exposes my breasts a bit, or lets my nipples pop out...

3 years ago

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FINGER PAINTING

Sadie loved being painted. She had the body the artists loved. Today she was with Sam and she was standing naked as he looked over her nude form. She had big firm tits and a nice round ass and a flat stomach. He also was naked except fr the brief speedo he wore which hugged his nice thick cock. He decided to do a jungle theme on her body. After he was done he would take pictures and send them in to a company for further jobs. He needed to cover her whole body with a basic flavored cream...

3 years ago

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An Unexpected Coat of Paint

I can’t believe I left that bloody folder at home, what a waste of time. I pull up at the back of the cottage only to find that I have to park two places down because both our parking spots are blocked by the painter’s van and scaffolding. Still, I shouldn’t complain, our landlord Nigel has kindly offered to have some work done on our place, including repainting the window frames and tidying up the garden tiles. As I jump out of the car, I barely notice that there seems to be no sign of the...

3 years ago

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An Unexpected Coat of Paint

I can’t believe I left that bloody folder at home, what a waste of time. I pull up at the back of the cottage only to find that I have to park two places down because both our parking spots are blocked by the painter’s van and scaffolding. Still, I shouldn’t complain, our landlord Nigel has kindly offered to have some work done on our place, including repainting the window frames and tidying up the garden tiles. As I jump out of the car, I barely notice that there seems to be no sign of the...

4 years ago

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The Painting

When he looked up again, Oleg savored the scene with all his senses. The small room was hot and humid, countless candles were strewn about, providing a flickering, cozy atmosphere. The young woman slowly rotated around herself, her eyes obscured by a crimson leather blindfold. Oleg couldn't get enough of the view. The color of that blindfold contrasted so well with the model's short, blond bob and her flawless, pearly-white skin. Drool was seeping out of her stuffed mouth and made its way...

3 years ago

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Selling a Painting

It seemed so simple but the Comptesse had other ideas This in entirely a work of fiction Some sound woke Max but the siesta had left him completely disorientated. His unfocussed eyes first detected a blurred figure perhaps ten feet away but when everything finally snapped into focus he realised it was a woman and only then that she was completely naked. The female was posed with arms stretched upwards as if to welcome the sunlight and although he had only a rear view it was obvious even to...

4 years ago

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Marked With Death

I knew Carrie was cheating on me and that everyone including my own daughter knew about it. I knew what they were talking about before they changed the subject when I walked into the room. I also knew that it was my golfing buddies who thought that writing "Cuck" on my gym locker was funny. I also knew that I was a very patient and vengeful man. In the last two years I was ridiculed by one and all. I am not a very rich guy and not very good to look at, but I am still a human being. I still...

2 years ago

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Marked For Vengeance

He loved the sight of her face twisted in ecstasy, and her big tits bouncing as he pounded into her. She screamed, her head lashing back and forth on the pillows, her red hair flashing in the dim light. With a final thrust, and a loud, growling scream, Will emptied his seed into her. Collapsing down onto his hands, he grinned at her, receiving a smile in return. "Lord, William, you know what a woman needs," she panted. Will sighed, "Lass, you squeeze tighter than the taxman." Offering a...

3 years ago

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Grace and the Longest TieChapter 9 An artist becomes the slut in her paintings

NARRATIVE: Grace awoke. She was laying naked on a bed with three naked young men who were fondling her. Two were sucking and squeezing her ample breasts whilst the third was between her flayed open legs sucking and fingering her cunt. Then a finger touched the rose of her ass and wiggled and tickled it until it slowly worked its way right up her ass. GRACE: I cannot fully describe how wonderful this was feeling. I even moved my bottom to make it easier for the finger to get right up my...

3 years ago

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The Painter

Aiden was a painter by trade. Not the imaginative, Picasso type, but a decorator. It wasn’t what he had aspired to be, but for now, at least, it kept him living comfortably in his bachelor lifestyle. At 33 years of age, Aiden had yet to find a woman he connected with on a high enough level to convince him he wouldn’t be wasting his time and money on a wedding. It didn’t faze him though, he was good-looking, kept himself in shape and, from extensive experience, he was quite the ladies man. They...

2 years ago

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The Housewife and the Painter

“Honey, I’m tired of painting now.”Rich smiled to himself, shaking his head. He knew from the tone of his wife’s voice what she was doing. He didn’t need to turn around to know that Jennifer was standing across the room in her blue painter’s coveralls, her hair tied back in a messy ponytail, strands falling over her paint splattered face, one hip dropped with a hand resting on the other. In the other hand a paint roller hanging loosely from her fingers, a pout making her already full lips look...

3 years ago

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The Housewife and the Painter

“Honey, I’m tired of painting now.”Rich smiled to himself, shaking his head. He knew from the tone of his wife’s voice what she was doing. He didn’t need to turn around to know that Jennifer was standing across the room in her blue painter’s coveralls, her hair tied back in a messy ponytail, strands falling over her paint splattered face, one hip dropped with a hand resting on the other. In the other hand a paint roller hanging loosely from her fingers, a pout making her already full lips look...

2 years ago

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Fucked by a painter

True story that happened to me (cuteboy261973) about 5 years ago and I wrote up the time:Went to a loo near the M11 yesterday that I know has a glory hole. As I went in there was a fit painter taking a long time to wash his hands (I'd say early to mid 30s, possibly younger). Went in the loo with GH but the cubicle next door was locked but unoccupied. So came out after a while and washed my hands. He was still washing his (bit of a give away) so we exchanged a few glances and he went in the GH...

2 years ago

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Black Painter

I want to share with you how I finally fulfilled a long time fantasy of seeing my wife ravished by a black cock. I guess I should begin with a little about my wife and I. We are both in our early thirties and have been married 11 years. We met when we were 1* and have been together ever since. I have always fantasized seeing her with a well-endowed black guy. However I had long given up hope on ever seeing that happen. Amy is quite conservative and would not even give thought to watching a porn...

4 years ago

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Black and white Painter

My name is Earl,I am 46yrs old,and from the W.Indies,although I have been here since i was 4yrs old.I work as a painter and decorator and although you hear the stories about guys fucking the client,all i can say is its never happened to me,or anyone i know really,Thats why this was such a surprise,Just recently work has been tight I have been getting jobs,but few and far between,so quite a bit of time has been spent at the pub,this was leading to rows indoors.To tell the truth my happy marraige...

4 years ago

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The Painter

It was 11:00am when I opened my eyes. The room seemed strange to me, making me think I was not in my own bed. But reality stepped in when I saw my dresser draw that contains all my pleasurable toys in it. The room was kind of junky because the painters were coming to paint and actually, they should have been here by now.I sprang up out the bed when I heard my dad talking down the hall to strange voices. I knew that since they were upstairs that they would be coming in my room very soon to paint...

3 years ago

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The Painter

Aiden was a painter by trade. Not the imaginative, Picasso type, but a decorator. It wasn’t what he had aspired to be, but for now, at least, it kept him living comfortably in his bachelor lifestyle. At 33 years of age, Aiden had yet to find a woman he connected with on a high enough level to convince him he wouldn’t be wasting his time and money on a wedding. It didn’t faze him though; he was good-looking, kept himself in shape and, from extensive experience, he was quite the ladies man. They...

1 year ago

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The painter

"All finished, Mr. Hancock, how do you think it looks," asked Steve. Bob Hancock surveyed the freshly painted walls and opined, "Great job my boy, we hadn't had a good paint job in over ten years, and the place was pretty dreary!" "Good," Steve replied, "I'll just get all my equipment out of here and while I'm doing that, you can look over the bill, okay!?!" Ten minutes later, Steve came back into the kitchen, and was surprised to see Mr. Hancock still pouring over the bill! "Any problems,...

3 years ago

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The Rogues Harem Book 1 Rogues Sultry WomenChapter 44 Sultry Paints

Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this! Sven Falk “I can’t wait for you to fuck Cú Mheá while Nathalie or Zanyia rides my dick,” I whispered in my sister’s ear. “Or maybe Ava. I bet she would like to see that.” My sister squirmed in my arm. “Your princess might want to join me.” My dick throbbed against my sister. “Probably.” She rolled her eyes and pushed away from me. The feyhound’s cum ran down her thighs. Why did the sight of pearly jizz staining my sister’s body...

4 years ago

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Painting

This paint looked like cum-- I fantasized about it dripping off my body while I painted with it for about an hour, imagining it was cum from all the men my wife has ever flirted with. I didn't actually taste it but I sure as fuck felt it, exhilarated to squeeze the black nine inch roller as the white sticky liquid oozed all over my hands and dripped onto the floor. I was liberal and sloppy with the paint, letting it drip, imagining a Man putting His Cock inside Her, while I lay helpless in...

4 years ago

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The Time Jean Needed Her Ceiling Painted

I was fresh out of high school, working over the summer before college at a department store. I befriended a middle-aged woman named Jean who had a vivacious personality that gave off a young energy for a woman who openly admitted to being in her 50s. Jean had no reason to apologize, she had such an infectious energy. Everyone loved her.I adored her. As the summer went on, I grew to absolutely love her.Jean took a liking to me, too. I was 18, tall and lean with messy brown hair. She would joke...

3 years ago

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The Painting

This story is non-erotic. There is no sex in it, not even a mention. It’s a story about a man who got a kick in the teeth from life. How he reacted to that, and a path that he found back. The big C is a real bitch, and some of us have had to find a way to put things back together. Or to deal with the loss of our loved ones. In a way this is a story for all the people who’ve had Cancer and found their own way back to life. There’s very little dialogue in this story, it’s all in the mind of one...

2 years ago

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Picture Painting

It was very easy to paint a picture in my brain of you standing before me in my garage, you see the hoist hanging down from the ceiling and a bench top full of rope, toys, and play items, each sending exciting messages to your brain. You are fully clothed, processing my request for stockings, garter, panties, skirt, top and a sexy bra. I move close and hug you giving you are hard kiss on the lips, feeling your melt into my arms. I pull back slightly and move my lips to your ears, whispering...

3 years ago

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Teen painting

I stop to ask if he wants to go inside. With a devilish look in his eyes, he gets off me, and pulls me after him. We make it to the back door, he turns around and we kiss some more. He wraps his legs around me, I heave him up, leaning him against my hardening penis, I can feel his youthful manhood press against my stomach as we kiss. I push the back door open, and carry Him inside, he releases his grip around my neck and sets down on his own two feet. With one smooth yank, he peels my tshirt...

2 years ago

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Mexican Painter

I painted a 4-foot tall painting of an alien angel. It was admired by an older Mexican woman that I kept flirting with, but could never make a move on. I wanted to, but couldn’t think of what to say. She asked me to sell her the painting a day after I brought it back home from the gallery. We made plans to meet at her studio the next day. I carried the painting from my apartment to her studio. When I got there, she offered a trade instead of the $300 I was asking for it. This is not uncommon...

4 years ago

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Sounding like a painter

I have been running my own company for a few years now, I have two female staff lets call them Sharon and Casey to protect their IDs, they are both attractive and I flirt with them but nothing more, Sharon is the older of the two, she’s blonde in her early thirties ,about 5ft a thin with a firm pert ass and small tits, Casey is younger about the same height and is more curvy with a really substantial pair of tits, they really are far too large for her frame , she recently gave birth and is...

4 years ago

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Ashleys Adventures The Painter

John and Ashley have been married for three years and finally bought their dream house. It was a fixer upper and all the construction was finally completed. The only thing left was to paint the house inside and out. Then their dream house would be finished.“Ashley, I found some painters, they will be here next week, “John said.“That’s great, our home is almost complete,” Ashley said.Ashley got off work that week, to let the painters in and to keep an eye on them.The next week, “Ashley, the...

4 years ago

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The Painter

It was 11:00am when I opened my eyes. The room seemed strange to me, making me think I was not in my own bed. But reality stepped in when I saw my dresser draw that contains all my pleasurable toys in it. The room was kind of junky because the painters were coming to paint and actually, they should have been here by now. I sprang up out the bed when I heard my dad talking down the hall to strange voices. I knew that since they were upstairs that they would be coming in my room very soon to...

2 years ago

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A House Painter

When I was just out of high school, before I headed off to college, I was looking for work before my regular summer job started. One of my neighbors asked me to paint her house. I had actually worked with another friend painting houses the summer before, so this was a perfect two week project for me before starting my regular job. Pat was in her early 30's, her husband was a police officer in NY and they had just had their first c***d about 4 months earlier. Pat was about 5'5" tall and looked...

3 years ago

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Brad the painter

Could this day get any worse?? First my heel broke on my way into work, at lunch I lost my bank card and the salon was running late so I was late getting back to work from my waxing. Then on the way home my dam car died…ok I know the engine light came on a week ago but it’s been crazy and seriously if it was that important the light should flash and have an alarm!Now I have 20 minutes to get ready for my date with Brad and no idea what to wear! Ok maybe not the end of the world but I wanted...

3 years ago

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Mexican Painter

I painted a 4-foot tall painting of an alien angel. It was admired by an older Mexican woman that I kept flirting with, but could never make a move on. I wanted to, but couldn't think of what to say. She asked me to sell her the painting a day after I brought it back home from the gallery. We made plans to meet at her studio the next day. I carried the painting from my apartment to her studio. When I got there, she offered a trade instead of the $300 I was asking for it. This is not uncommon...

1 year ago

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The Naked Painter

New neighbors moved in across the street from me and the lady was pretty decent looking from my vantage point. I waved hello the first time I saw her and every time since and after they were there for about two weeks, I was painting my living room naked, as I never wore clothes around the house and not thinking I had taken down the shades to facilitate the painting. A knock at the door kind of brings me back to reality and I wrapped a towel around myself that I kept on a hook for this purpose....

4 years ago

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Chromed and Painted

A presenter walks onto the stage from stage-right wearing a form-fitting white t-shirt and black jeans, he waved to the cheering crowd as they roared. "Well if that wasn't a warm welcome I don't know what is, " he quipped as the cheers died off. "My name is Jordan Fox, I am the Chief Robotics Engineer at General Atomics." James took a pause to wait for the applause to break. "As you all know our latest model of android the "Mannequin" James waved his hand to gesture towards a tube in which the...

2 years ago

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A Family Painted

You are Nisha, 24, an Indian girl living with your family in a town in India. You have two younger sisters, Nila , 21, and Nandini , 19. Your mom, Usha , 44 is a homemaker and your Dad is a travel agent and he will be mostly away. You and all the women in the family have jet black hair of good length, hour glass figure with curves at the right places, smooth skin and Fair complexion. Your house needs repainting and your Dad has asked a group of painters, but your Dad left on a tour. One fine...

3 years ago

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Mark to Mary Ann

Mark to Mary Ann by Karen Elizabeth L. Mark was helping to organize his sister's apartment. Sheila was never known for being neat, her lifestyle could best be described as `A place for everything and everything all over the place'. Mark could never understand how his sister could live this way but she'd been doing it for years. Fortunately for Sheila her younger brother was a compulsive neatnick and was more than happy to try to organize her life for her. It was quite...

4 years ago

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Mark and ObsessiveCompulsive Disorder OCD

Hello, I'm a new writer, i writer both real and fictional stories, I depend on my writing on suspense not only softcore stories, I'm studying all about cultures and societies to please all tastes, and also all sex fantasiesI depend on making the reader get into the characters so deeply, sorry for taking along, but I'm going to wait for your ideas and opinions======================== Mark and Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder " OCD " " Fictional Story "Characters:Mark: The protagonistAlexa: Mark's...