The Passion Of Art Version Alpha Chapter 3A
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Valerie was about ready to tell him to relax and go to bed when Megan barged into the studio.
"MOM!" She yelled. She pulled up short when she saw her mother standing at the easel. "Oh. Mom. Do you have any body lotion? Mine's all gone." Her eyes had gone to the easel, with the roughed in sketch of a man standing by a column, and the partly painted shoulder. Naturally, her eyes then went to the platform, where the column... and the man... were.
"ROBBY" she squealed. 'What are you DOING?!"
Robby, who had wanted to hide when his sister barged in, decided to be brazen about it. "I'm standing by a pillar naked. Got any more intelligent questions?"
"Now Robby" said his mother.
Megan turned on her mother. "Mommy! What's going on here? Why is Robby NAKED!?"
"Calm down Megan" said her mother. "I'm doing a painting and Robby was nice enough to pose for me. It's nothing, really."
Megan was craning around the painting and her mother to get a better look at her naked brother.
"Wow" she thought. "He's actually pretty hot looking."
"How come you never wanted to paint me?" said Megan, in typical teenage self centeredness.
"Don't be silly dear" said her mother. "It's not that I WANTED to paint ROBBY. I wanted to paint the figure of a man, and Robby agreed to be my model. If I didn't use Robby I'd have had to hire someone, or paint from a picture, and I don't like doing that."
"Oh!" said the teenager. "Well, it seems... you know... strange or something... for him to be all naked in front of us."
"We're all family here darling." said Valerie. "And none of us should be ashamed of our bodies. Especially around family. We all love each other, and that's what's important."
Megan, who had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach from staring at her brother's cock, decided that maybe him running around naked wasn't so bad after all. "OK" she said, simply. "Now... body lotion?"
"In the bathroom dear" said her mother, pointing.
Megan went into the bathroom. "This isn't body lotion" said Megan. "It's baby oil."
"Next to it, dear. To the right. Yes." said Valerie.
Megan left and, after another fifteen minutes of painting Valerie told Robby to go to bed. She was tired too, and relaxed from her bathroom masturbatory session. When she got to bed herself, she surrendered again and allowed herself one more orgasm, achieved more slowly. It was painfully sweet.
She unashamedly thought about her little boy's not-so-little penis while she came.
Two rooms away, Robby's fist flailed his cock frantically, the vision of his mother's open robe and pooching pussy lips clearly in his mind. It was those lips his cock had touched the night before. With a long groan of delayed satisfaction, his balls emptied themselves through his cock in gut-wrenching spasms.
Next door to Robby, Megan's fingers were busy in her own pussy as she remembered seeing her brother's long, hard, yummy looking cock. The first thing she'd done when she left the studio was to get her brand new supply of birth control pills and swallow one. Now, as she played with her pussy, she wondered if Tommy Valderburg's cock looked like that. She jammed two fingers deep into her adolescent hole, dreaming it was Tommy's prick instead of her fingers.
The only problem was, she saw Robby's face instead of Tommy's.
The next day was Saturday and Valerie woke up refreshed from two orgasms and a good sleep. She worried a little about those orgasms. She knew it was wrong to lust after her own son, but it was harmless, wasn't it? What could happen? He obviously had a girlfriend who made him crazy. True, he'd seen his own mother's pussy, and that delicious string of precum had dripped out, but surely he'd been thinking about that girl, whoever she was. She made a note to find out who this mystery girl was. She wanted to see the girl who had so obviously captured the heart of her first born.
Her opportunity came as she was eating breakfast and Megan slowly walked into the kitchen, wearing her big fluffy pink bunny slippers and a T shirt Valerie recognized as one of Robby's when he was several years younger. Megan was rubbing her eyes.
"Morning Mommy" she said.
"Hi, sweetheart. Have some breakfast. Can I get you something?"
"I just want some cereal" said her daughter. She got a bowlful and sat down with the milk and a spoon.
Valerie made her first stab at interrogating her daughter. "I hear Robby has a girlfriend. He's never mentioned her to me. Who is she?"
Megan looked up from her bowl, her mouth full of Chocolate Krispies. Between spoonfuls she said "What girlfriend? He doesn't have a girl friend."
Valerie was stumped. 'Surely your brother has a girlfriend. I mean LOOK at him."
She blushed as Megan's eyes got a little wider. "I mean... well... you saw him. He's handsome isn't he?"
Megan's eyes got wary. This had to be a trick question. "I guess some girls might think so" she said, safely.
Valerie frowned. "Megan, if I was twenty years younger I'd be all over him. Why wouldn't he have a girlfriend?" Valerie suddenly thought the thought that terrifies every heterosexual mother at least once in her life. 'You don't suppose he's..."
Megan didn't get it. "What? He's what?"
Valerie didn't want to say the word. 'You know... different? Doesn't like girls very much?"
Megan got it. "GAY! You think Robby's GAY?!" She broke into peals of laughter.
"What's wrong?" said her flustered mother. "Why are you laughing?"
"Robby's not gay!" laughed Megan. "I caught him trying to peek into my window last month when I had Becca over for a sleepover. Remember? Yeah, he was trying to see us when we got undressed to go to bed. Becca wanted to give him a show, but I just stuck my butt in front of the window he was peeking in. He's not GAY. He might be a PERVERT, but he's not gay."
Valerie was conflicted. Part of her was happy to hear that Robby peeked at girls, but another part wanted to spank him for peeking in windows. She also thought Megan's attitude about this was a bit cavalier.
"Did it ever occur to you that it might be YOU he was peeking at, and not Becca?
"MOM!" squealed Megan. "Why would he want to look at ME? I'm his SISTER!"
"And I remember you leaning around me last night to get a nice long look at your BROTHER, don't I?" said Valerie smugly.
"But that's different. He was NAKED!" said Megan.
"And when you were getting ready for bed what were you?" asked her mother.
A look of horrified epiphany came over Megan's face. "But why would he want to see ME naked?" she said.
"Why did you want to look at HIM naked?" asked her mother, in a maddeningly normal voice.
Megan knew why she wanted to look at her brother's naked body, but she wasn't about to admit it to her mother.
Valerie, however, had been a girl herself. "Hey, I looked at him a lot longer than you did. He's a hunk, and I'm not afraid to admit it."
Megan was astounded. If she hadn't misunderstood what her mother had just said, it sounded like her Mom had the hots for her own son. "Mom, you can't be serious. He's your own son!"
"Yes, and that means I have to behave myself. But he's good looking, now isn't he?"
"Well, yeah... but..." Megan didn't know what to say.
"So, who's this girlfriend of his?" Valerie got back to the subject she was interested in.
"I really don't think he has one Mom. He wrestles, and he hangs out with a whole bunch of the kids. But he doesn't, like stand close to a particular girl, or talk to one more than the others. When he goes out on dates it's with different girls as far as I know." Megan looked at the frustration on her mother's face. "Mom? Why do you care? What's going on?"
Valerie didn't want to admit that the reason she wanted to know was because her son was sporting a monster stiffy in front of her. Not to her daughter anyway. "He just seemed to be thinking about a girl. You know, chit chat while I painted? That sort of thing."
"So are you going to paint some more today?"
"I want to. I haven't asked Robby if he's free yet."
"Can I watch?"
Valerie told Robby to go to bed. She was tired too, and relaxed from her bathroom masturbatory session. When she got to bed herself, she surrendered again and allowed herself one more orgasm, achieved more slowly. It was painfully sweet. The harder she tried to block it out, the more clearly she imagined her little boy's not-so-little penis while she came. Two rooms away, Robby's fist flogged his cock frantically, the vision of his mother's open robe and pooching pussy lips clearly in...
Valerie told Robby to go to bed. She was tired too, and relaxed from her bathroom masturbatory session. When she got to bed herself, she surrendered again and allowed herself one more orgasm, achieved more slowly. It was painfully sweet. The harder she tried to block it out, the more clearly she imagined her little boy's not-so-little penis while she came. Two rooms away, Robby's fist flogged his cock frantically, the vision of his mother's open robe and pooching pussy lips clearly in...
Valerie Hudson sighed as she looked at her latest landscape. She loved working in oils because it gave her so much time to make little adjustments before the paint dried. But she was tired of landscapes. She'd painted in college and loved it. But being a mother and wife was too time consuming, so her easel and paints sat in the attic for years. Now that Robby was seventeen and Megan fifteen the time she had to spend parenting was much shorter. He was a good kid, with good friends and good...
Megan's head came up and her book went down. "What?" she responded. "Well, some of the classic paintings of all time are of two people... a man and a woman... together..." She didn't want to actually say "naked" in this situation. Megan's voice sounded like she needed to clear her throat. "You mean me and... Robby... together?" "Well, yes, that's what I was thinking." said Valerie. "But you're not finished with this painting are you?" asked Megan. "No, but I can work on...
They continued to meet in the studio and the painting progressed, slowly, as paintings do. Part of that is simply because painting is an art form that requires patience and care, and the willingness to recognize a mistake and paint over it. Part of it was because they had to take frequent breaks, during which, either Megan or Valerie lay under Robby and welcomed his seed into their wombs. Eaqch day, Megan and Valerie took their birth control pills, reminding each other to do so. In reality,...
The next morning Valerie was up early. From habit she prepared breakfast, though both kids often slept in. She felt fabulous, and felt guilty because of that. She could still feel the passion of her orgasm as Robby's cum jetted into her. It was probably BECAUSE she still felt that passion that she decided she could not allow him to make love to her again. She thought about it as she unwittingly fried up an entire pound of bacon. She loved her son, but she couldn't allow herself to fall IN...
Valerie was conflicted, feeling both guilty and completely justified about what she had done. What bothered her was that she did feel that things were spinning out of her control. What worried her most was that she had a very familiar itch between her legs ... that itch that could only be scratched one way ... and the prick that was SUPPOSED to scratch that itch was currently in Russia. There was, however, another nice, hard prick around the house. And THAT was what worried her. That prick...
Valerie had time for only three quick strokes on his stiff rod, and was able to swirl her tongue around the head once, when Robby went off like a volcano. She knew her son was close, but not that close, and she barely had time to snatch a breath before she had to swallow frantically. As she did, her other hand darted to her pussy and, with her mouth wrapped firmly around a nice hard cock, she diddled herself to a bone wrenching orgasm. She also got a nice tummy full of her son's...
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Megan slipped back to her room and fell asleep. This time she didn't wake until morning. Robby too slept the sleep of those who were exhausted doing fun things and sleep hard. Valerie, her stomach full of her son's warm spend, slept peacefully as well. All three woke refreshed the next morning. The atmosphere in the house was subtly different too. Valerie, knowing she had an outlet for her raging lust, felt better prepared to deal with it. The same was true of her children, both of whom...
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“Bitch!” Kendra’s voice cut through the air echoing my own before I got to the door. “You humiliated my friend and classmate. I don’t need this class.” “Me either.” I turned at the door to see Susan standing up. “I already graduated from kindergarten. I don’t need a self-righteous nursery school teacher to humiliate me.” She picked up her books and headed toward Kendra and me. “Now see here,” Mrs. Reynolds said. “I want this class to come to order immediately. There is no reason for...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
Note: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this! Aingeal – Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifedoms of Zeutch The feyhound’s wicker body crumbled around our souls. I could feel the poor proxy’s body unraveling. The supercharge from the diamond hammer had sent too much energy through it. The feyhound wasn’t a proper proxy. Smoke rose, wicker bursting into flames. “What happens to us when it’s destroyed?” I asked Ava. Ava didn’t answer me. Instead her soul seized mine and pulled us away. I...
Art was a class of nine students, seven boys and two girls with a great teacher who gave us the opportunity to do basically what we liked in practical (painting and sculptor) but pushed us hard in theory. The art room was a double standard size with sinks, potters table and kiln at one end with the students art folders kept at the opposite end with its own lock up section. Each student’s folder where kept in their own section. My folder was at the back of the storeroom on the bottom shelf....
WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...
Version 13 ByThe Gray_Man Caution! The following is a work of pure fiction I have been thinking about writing for some time.? If there are any similarities between the names, characters, places and actions of this story and those of the 'real' world then it is 100% coincidence.? There is a great deal of violence, and other sensitive subject matters here.? If you are under 18 years of age or this material is considered illegal where you live then do not read any further.? It is not my...
XArt! I’m not what someone would consider an X Art fag. Hell, the only time I ever tried going to the museum, I ended up being dragged out by the police after rubbing one out to some classical nudes. What can I say? Paintings of fruit bowls and photographs of architecture bore the hell out of me, but naked ladies always seem to catch my attention. That’s why I was pretty happy to find out X-Art wasn’t your typical fine arts website.X-Art.com has been around for a while now; the domain was...
Premium Porn Pictures SitesThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
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