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Art History Class

For my first story, a experience that happened in my last year at school (before Uni). I was still a virgin at the time (17). Names have been changed, but it is based on true events which happened a long time ago. I have taken some poetic license but mostly it is true.I was sitting in a darken room with about 20 other students watching a projector slide show of 20th Century art. Our teacher Mrs Ingley, I suspect, was a bit of a sex addict, because she showed lots of nude pictures and painting...

Art Class

I was trying to imagine what his dick looked like. Was it one of those that was long and thin? Or perhaps short and fat? Or perhaps long and fat? Was it circumcised or not? I wondered if it was wrinkled, the way it was sitting inside his bathing suit. Art, the model, had been posing in front of our art class for nearly an hour, and I had finished drawing his face and chest. I was working my way down, and for some strange reason I always had the most problem with legs. Both mens' and...

Art Class

bisexual - mfm - anal - bottom bitch - pantiesDavid LaValle was the type of guy that everyone gravitated to. Handsome, out going, talented, confident, sexy. Not macho sexy, just good looking soft-spoken, mysterious sexy. Our sophomore year at college in Vancouver we ended up in art class together. For all his magnetism he gravitated to me. He was a wiz at art & drawing; I struggled. He could whip out drawing after effortless drawing while my efforts were slow, plodding &...

Art Class

I can still remember my friend, Chaz, talking me into signing up for life drawing class. “Come on buddy,” he said, “it will be great. Three hours a week of looking at nude women. Throw in a few beers and it would be a party!” I laughed at his attempt to sway me, but truth is he didn’t have to work that hard. I had been thinking about taking an art class next semester, and this one fit the bill nicely. The first few weeks of class were cool, but not the party that was promised. Most of the...

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Hey my names jess and let me tell you about my art class. First im a sexy 176cm blonde with cute brown eyes and perky 34b chest and a slim and very fit build that im very proud of anyway back to the story, so I was sitting in art class and our professor tapped the board and said ‘toady class we will be having a live model so please welcome sasha. I looked up and in walked in this tall gorgeous woman she had luscious black hair and sexy blue eyes i got excited seeing her and then she got on the...

Art class

Hey my names jess and let me tell you about my art class. First im a sexy 176cm blonde with cute brown eyes and perky 34b chest and a slim and very fit build that im very proud of anyway back to the story, so I was sitting in art class and our professor tapped the board and said 'toady class we will be having a live model so please welcome sasha. I looked up and in walked in this tall gorgeous woman she had luscious black hair and sexy blue eyes i got excited seeing her and then she got on the...

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Caroline and me had been pals for ages, our parents were friends so we had spent a lot of time together as k**s and a friendship had developed.This long hot summer may be our last together as I was off to Uni in the autumn and Caroline was hoping to go to art school.We used to spend a bit of time together when our parents were at work, just hanging at her house and listening to music and the like.Today Caroline seemed to have something on her mind, she was a bit shy as if she wanted to say...

Art in the Back Seat My Very First Handjob

Introduction: This story is all about the second dirty little secret that I confessed to my live-in boyfriend, who would later become my husband. This confession turned out being my way of finally coming clean with the love of my life, and admitting to him that I really wasnt the naive, innocent young lady that I had always represented myself as being, ever since we had first met and started dating. * * * * * The first dirty little secret that I ever shared with my live-in boyfriend, Ray (not...

Art in the Back Seat My Very First Handjob

The first "dirty little secret" that I ever shared with my live-in boyfriend, Ray (not his real name), was a real doozie! It was about how I had lost my virginity in a very unique way, back when I was a young lady. It happened on a hot and sunny summer Sunday afternoon, when I was unexpectedly cornered in a small bathroom at a middle-aged Hispanic friend's equally-small house, and then sexually molested--and ultimately raped--by her teenage son, Freddy, who was so dark-skinned that he...

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Mona Herron entered the studio and was glad to see that all six of her students were present and ready to begin class. During the day she taught advanced painting at the local college, but what she really enjoyed most, were these adult evening classes here at the high school. As with most of the evening sessions, this one only had six sign ups, so it was easy to give each student a lot of individual attention. Mona walked to the front of the room and addressed her students, "This is our seventh...

Art History Class

For my first story, a experience that happened in my last year at school (before Uni). I was still a virgin at the time (17). Names have been changed, but it is based on true events which happened a long time ago. I have taken some poetic license but mostly it is true. I was sitting in a darken room with about 20 other students watching a projector slide show of 20th Century art. Our teacher Mrs Ingley, I suspect, was a bit of a sex addict, because she showed lots of nude pictures and painting...

Art Part Two Ch 01

Art, part two. Ch. 01 A man struggles to make a new life after a strange happening. Mrs. Davis said, ‘Annie, is there anything I can do for you?’ I shook my head ‘no’ for the umpteenth time and went back to staring at a book I just can’t get into, and it’s by one of my favorite authors. When we arrived at London’s Heathrow Airport yesterday, Suzanne picked up the book to keep me occupied while she visited John Berger’s laboratory. Mrs. Davis keeps looking at me like I’m supposed to want her...

Art HeistChapter 2

There was the case of the research manager of a pharmaceutical giant, let's call him Jerry. His company was about to launch a new skin cream to fight wrinkles, a product which combined the benefits of Botox with the advantage of not having any side effects. Mirella mentioned to Jerry that she had always been curious about what a specification for products like a skin cream looked like and that she was dying to see one, even if it was an old, out-of-date one, but said she'd understand if he...

Art ProjectChapter 2 Scary Girl

It hadn’t been this bad since my first couple of weeks in high school. At least when I started high school, my sister was always nearby to help set me straight. And keep bullies away. No one crossed her. I knew my panic would pass and I’d be okay, but knowing that didn’t make it easier. I clutched Annette’s hand as I approached the classroom for my Liberal Arts Seminar. It would have been so much easier if we were in the same section. “See the bench over there?” Annette asked as she squeezed...

Art ProjectChapter 8 Rebellion

“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...

Art of Pleasure Ch 01

My name is Lynette Adler. I’m 26 and I live in New York City. I’m a curator at the Guggenheim Museum of Art. I love doing what I do and all, even though it has gotten kind of boring. My home life was also boring, my husband Derek, a Xerox salesperson, and I had a very large rift in our 6-year old marriage. All that plus my overprotective, overbearing mother lives with us. My life with my mother had been volatile since my father had died. He died when I was 13. I managed to do extremely well...

Art Object

The first time that I saw Violet Gable was on a warm Saturday afternoon at the end of March, when I decided to sit in Mount Vernon Square and admire the weather, as well as the young women just out of their winter coats. Needless to say, I had no idea that she was named Violet Gable. I was fairly sure from looking at her that she was somewhere between 18 and 25 (20, I eventually found out), and that she was a student at the Art Institute since it was nearby and she was using a...

Art CriticChapter 12 Exhibition

It’s largely up to the exhibitors as to what kind of event the BFA exhibition is. Les and I wisely chose to let the women decide. As a result, the two of us stood side-by-side in the guest bath downstairs as we worked on tying our formal bowties. I had to admire the way Les had filled out and matured over the three-plus years we’d been friends. When we first met, he was a scrawny, frightened kid trying not to be noticed amidst a school conflict. We were a lot alike. I remember thinking that...

Art Object

The first time that I saw Violet Gable was on a warm Saturday afternoon at the end of March, when I decided to sit in Mount Vernon Square and admire the weather, as well as the young women just out of their winter coats. Needless to say , I had no idea that she was named Violet gable. I was fairly sure from looking at her that she was somewhere between 18 and 25 (20, I eventually found out), and that she was a student at the Art Institute since it was nearby and she was using a pencil and an...

Art Class Interrupted

Phil sat in the waiting room with several other people. All seemed to be answering the want-ad in the student paper. 'Needed: 2 Models for Figure Drawing Class. Must be at least 18 and in good shape as classes may exceed 2 hours. Proof of age required. Payment: $50.00 per hour. Overtime for sessions over 2 hours. Classes meet Wed. and Fri., 3:00-5:00PM Apply in person at the Art Department main office Monday morning, 7:00AM. Swimwear or equivalent required.' An extra pair of C-notes a week...

Art CriticChapter 9 Left Out

“I’m looking forward to this little exhibition,” Lily Wells said. We were leading all the parents upstairs to our studio. Part of what we’d accomplished when our friends came over in the afternoon was to arrange our studio so that Mavis, Kendra, and I had artwork displayed. Annette and Susan had manuscripts sitting on opposite ends of the reading sofa. Morgan fired up her laptop with a sales graph for our work. I was happy to see that even some of Susan’s poetry had sold. “Ah, the scene of...

Art Part Two Ch 03

Art, part two. Ch. 03 Art meets laboratory staff charged with making him ‘normal’. It was a long night with lots of thoughts or maybe more like nightmares and I felt lousy when I finally did wake up. I could hear Suzanne in the bathroom, but for some reason I didn’t join her. I was still deep in thought when I heard her say, ‘Good, you’re awake. I’ll order us some breakfast and then I want to talk to you.’ I lay there with a sinking feeling as Suzanne called room service. When she finished...

Art CriticChapter 8 Judgment Day

Mavis lived in a house that was twice as big as ours in a gated community on the west side of the city. We were ten minutes later getting there than we planned and awestruck when we pulled into her big circular drive. Even in black and black, the structure seemed to have a southwestern charm that spoke of old wealth. I guess I’d never asked Mavis about her home and family. Too lost in her eyes. We were met at the door by Mavis, who threw her arms around each of us and gave us a kiss. It was...

Art Of Zoo

I thought Art of Zoo would be a good site to show my nephew because he’s always been into painting pictures of animals. Now my sister won’t speak to me, and I was even uninvited from the Christmas dinner. I guess that’s on me for not looking at the site before recommending it. That doesn’t speak well of my ability to review websites, which is pretty much my main thing around here. Can you blame me, though? With a name like that, I honestly expected something more wholesome. Like, a lot more...

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Art ProjectChapter 6 Police Artist

“Look at them,” Kendra whispered. I was aware of her sitting with Morgan. We’d had an exhausting day. I couldn’t believe Kendra was still awake after posing so long. But after dinner, she’d grabbed her lump of clay and followed us upstairs. Annette grabbed a book and curled up on the sofa. I wasn’t sure what to do, but I was too tired to paint. I sat next to Annette and leaned on her. She petted my hair while she read and I just listened to Kendra and Morgan. “What do you see?” Kendra...

Art CriticChapter 4 Plunged into Darkness

Annette and I were officially seniors. So were Kendra, Les, Mavis, and Susan. Dad helped Morgan set up an agency LLC with Les as a contractor—even though Les was still a year from graduation. The two of them began recruiting artists from the incoming senior class, starting with Annette, Kendra, Mavis, and me. They decided to focus their efforts on getting more of our material into the public eye. I was a painter, Annette was a writer, Kendra was a sculptor, and Mavis was a photographer. For...

Art ProjectChapter 3 Practice Practice Practice

The day I was dreading finally came. Professor Leitner called on me in Lib Arts seminar. “Arthur, what are the principles of good communication?” he asked. I panicked. Be clear. Be concise. Leave room to respond. I had them written down somewhere in my sketchbook and if I could find them, I could read them to him, but my heart was beating in my throat. “Professor Leitner, if I may...” Kendra started. She was sitting right beside me. “No, Kendra. I understand your concern, but this one is...

Art Part Two Ch 05

Art, part two. Ch. 05 Art finds out what Dr. Heidi’s plans are for him. * I was reliving last night’s activities in the shower, which unfortunately, included experiencing a healthy dose of guilt about Suzanne. There’s no way I could just claim I was doing Lisa a favor. Well I could, but it would be pure BS. Lisa’s a nice lady, I’ll have to be damn careful what’s happening here. My life is so screwed up, I’m in no position to be thinking about any relationship. The hot water was taking away...

Art Part Two Ch 12

Art, part two. Ch. 12 Art gets an invite to the Manor House. Suzanne tried to call again several times, but it’s been quiet now for awhile so maybe she’s given up. I heard the front door slam and a moment later Lisa and Heidi came barging into the room. Lisa’s face is all red. She’s either pissed off or crying, probably both. ‘Damn it to hell, it’s none of their business.’ Heidi said, ‘You don’t have a choice. John Berger is only following your father’s orders. He needs this Barrington...

Art class Feeling

Introduction: A conversation leads to groping, fucking and a new girlfreind My names Luke. If youve read my other stories youll know who I am. This is another true story that happened to me, this time with a different people. Katherine was a girl that I had been class mates with the start of high school. We had always been pretty close and I had always thought she was attractive but nothing really happened until my 3rd year at high school. It all started with a harmless conversation over...

Art Studio

The Artist Studio It was a cool damp morning, the mist clinging to the streets like a heavy blanket of soggy fleece. I was hurrying down the street, as it would not make a good impression to be late the first day. I had signed up at a local art studio for free art lessons, and this being the first day, of course I had slept in. Bus was late, and the crowded streets, full of slow shuffling pedestrians was not helping at all in my effort to be on time. Finally getting to the small...

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He looked at the 1952 Willys Jeep, 4wheel drive station wagon. It was a classic right from an African safari operator. First of all, he could have bought one cheaper in the United States if he had added the shipping cost into the equation. Yes, Artie thought, but it wouldn’t have the provenance of the monster which sat outside his garage. It looked as though all those years working in his father’s auto repair shop might just pay off after all. The thought of those days usually made him sad,...

Art CriticChapter 11 Dinner Party

“I stole one of your paintings, Artie,” confessed Mavis as she looped a hand through my arm. We’d started the day with her as my model for a new composition. I guess I had ulterior motives. I wanted Morgan to experience prolonged eye contact with Mavis. The two had been getting along incredibly well, but both Annette and I had held Mavis’s eyes for an hour or more and the effect had been profound. I’d done the same with both Annette and with Morgan, but I wanted this last loop closed. I’d...

Art Teacher

As I step into the art room at my school my nose is assaulted by the foul smell of sulfur, “Oh, what the hell is that?” One of the more annoying kids in my class says pinching his nose. The art teacher, Mr. Hart walks up to the front of the classroom, “Sorry about the smell the janitors can’t figure out what it is, anybody who wants to can go somewhere else as long as you don’t disrupt any classes.” Most of the class, the ones who only took it because they thought it would be an easy A,...

Art Feasible

After my divorce I moved back to a little town in Florida that I haven’t been to in about ten years. I was looking for a clean start on life again away from my ex who now lives a little over four hundred miles away. I think that will be far enough so that her and I won’t run into each other occasionally. By the way, my name is Peter, I am sixty years old, five foot six inches tall, salt and pepper hair, about fifty pounds overweight and have a sexual appetite greater then what I did when...

Art Part Two Ch 09

Art, part two. Ch. 09 Dr. Lisa and Art find a possible new beginning for him. Suddenly Heidi said, ‘Well hello ‘Lees’, you’re late.’ Lisa from somewhere behind me said, ‘It doesn’t look like I was missed. Heidi, you and I need to talk.’ When I sat up the two women were looking at me, so I said, ‘OK, I’m out of here.’ What else was there for me to say? Then it dawned on me I was still naked, ‘Heidi, where are my clothes?’ ‘They’re up in my workshop. Grab one of my large T-shirts in the top...

Art Part Two Ch 10

Art, part two. Ch. 10 Art has a frightening experience. Our next stop was a hair salon where apparently they had both male and female customers. A majority of the customers and attendant’s were little people. I don’t see the connection between height and hair, but maybe it’s just a matter of being more comfortable among their own. Lisa must have called ahead, because we’re led immediately to an open chair. Lisa went into a discussion about what she wanted for me and I was left out until the...

Art Subject

Well, here I am. Redder than a tomato. I'm getting stared at by the whole art class. Some are already doing portraits of me and others are waiting. Miss Arania, the art teacher wanted to do something totally crazyand different for this semester's art exhibit. A plan was hatched, we all agreed to stick to the plan and not backout. The whole class was excited. All the guys in class got together. we lined up and drew straws from a can. Unfourtunately, I lost. There was some cheering fighting...

Art SomethingChapter 5

School started Monday and I made it out the door on time. That was partly because Annette offered to drive. It was okay for me to be late—I didn’t care—but, like with Fay, I wouldn’t make Annette late. People noticed us. We held hands as we walked from the parking lot to the school and she gave me a soft kiss before we went inside. Inside the school, of course, there was no kissing and no hand-holding. People still looked at us as we found our lockers. My face was hot. “It’s too bad we don’t...

Art SomethingChapter 10

I didn’t get up to paint. How could I even consider leaving Annette alone in my bed? I was vaguely aware of Dad peeking in and quietly closing the door in the morning. I’d made sure we had a sheet and blanket over us. I just stared at the treasure in my arms. “Was my bare butt sticking out when your dad looked in?” Annette whispered. “No, my Lady. I made sure it was covered.” “You could uncover it now, if you want.” We pushed the blanket down and lay naked in each other’s arms. I was hard...

Art ProjectChapter 9 Models

My session with Dee was as close to the opposite of my session with Susan as we could get. We went to Kendra’s room after our last class and she was dancing around like she had to go to the bathroom. I let Kendra get her ready while I had my back turned. Dee had taken off her bra and hid it so I wouldn’t see her underwear. Go figure. Then she’d pulled her t-shirt up over her right shoulder, but kept it pulled down over her left breast so tightly that it was still tucked into her jeans. When I...

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Martine By: Doctor Wankenstein Martine Back in 1978 I was a very innocent lad, really, not that I'dadmit it. I'd had a few girlfriends, at school, one for 18 months 1973-5, the lovely Debbie, but this was snogging and boobs only, and one little feel of her pussy ever,(Debbie to be revisited in "After So Long" in 2001) and including just one sha9, Sara at 15, then one "adult" relationship at 18, lasting six months in the heady summer of '76, with a 19 year old mother, Sue, who provided sha9s #2...

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Martine By: Doctor Wankenstein Martine Back in 1978 I was a very innocent lad, really, not that I'dadmit it. I'd had a few girlfriends, at school, one for 18 months 1973-5, the lovely Debbie, but this was snogging and boobs only, and one little feel of her pussy ever,(Debbie to be revisited in "After So Long" in 2001) and including just one sha9, Sara at 15, then one "adult" relationship at 18, lasting six months in the heady summer of '76, with a 19 year old mother, Sue, who provided sha9s #2...

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Mike had never thought of art galleries as a place to meet women. Hell, Mike thought about art galleries as little as possible. The Vallejo/Frazetta exhibit at the Tucson Museum of Fine Arts was a rare exception to the rule. Mike enjoyed fantasy-oriented art, and Vallejo was his favorite artist. There would be paintings by other, lesser-known artists as well. Mike made plans to check out the exhibit. Mike wasn't really comfortable in the three-piece suit that he had dug out for the...

Art ProjectChapter 4 Houseguest

We had Monday and Tuesday classes Thanksgiving week. That meant Fay had only one day of class since she had no classes on Mondays. Annette kissed me at the door of Lib Arts and I went in to sit beside Kendra. We didn’t even hesitate anymore. If I got to class first, Kendra just walked over and sat beside me. If she was there, I sat beside her. And it wasn’t always in the same place. Other students in our class usually arrived after us and decided which seats to take if we were in ‘their’...

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Art and Artists

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Dejeuner Sur L?Herbe Dejeuner Sur L?Herbe?I don?t understand, Monsieur Manet, why would you think that anything has happened to this young lady.? The gendarme was finding it difficult to make any sense of what the gentlemen was saying but you got all sorts here in Gennevilliers. They come from the city with their strange ideas. Across the Seine. These Parisians were all the same. The gendarme did what he could to encourage the gentleman to explain. Small children were dashing around...

Art Deco Part OneChapter 2

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STUART'S PSYCHOLOGIST "Take them down, Stuart...like the shameful little boy that you are!" Stuart couldn't believe Dr. Townsend was talking this way. And right in front of Moira, too. She looked horrified at Stuart's therapist, a muscular silver haired, pinstriped John Forsythe look-alike--yes, he looked very much like Forsythe's "Blake Carrington" character on Dynasty. ? Dr. Townsend had always intimidated Stuart a bit, from the first time he and Moira had gone for therapy at Dr. Townsend's...

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Art Part Two Ch 02

Art, part two. Ch. 02 Art and Suzanne get ‘comfortable’. When I looked up at her face she was giving me a wicked grin so it looked like it was time to ‘get comfortable’. She said, ‘Come over here and let me unbutton the back of that dress.’ She’s been dressing and undressing me since I started to wear young girl’s clothes. She says, ‘They never look right when you put them on and Maria complains that she’s tired of picking up after you when you take them off.’ There’s no way I’m going to...

Art Part Two Ch 07

Art, part two. Ch. 07 Dr. Heidi shows Art how he can be one of her dolls. The room Heidi led me into was in the front of the house and included an elevator to the garage level. Where the first room is a table top workshop, here the equipment is larger and floor mounted. There’s even a small jib hoist above the work table. Heidi said, ‘I’ve had some inquiries about making larger dolls, your size or slightly larger. I have a lot of work to do on developing a lightweight skeletal structure and...

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Art Class Part II

In my fog-hazed mind, I stood in the aid room at school trying to recap what happened just a few minutes ago in the art class. I could still see the large visible wet stain in the crotch region of my pants. The end of my dick was throbbing, not quite in pain, but in enduring ecstasy. I had to admit the best sexual experience for this boy virgin. Walking was a bit uncomfortable because some of the hairs on my thigh stuck to my pants due to the cum that had run down my leg. I didn't just have...

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Being a guy aged thirteen is hard, all hard, especially my dick, all day, every day. I have a total boner every minute I'm awake and it's even harder whenever I'm at school around Tammy Robinson. She's got the nicest set of boobs of all the girls I know and, thus, she was at the top of my list. We were sitting next to each other during the mixed part of the sex-ed class and I kept taking glances over her way noting that she seemed to be taking special interest in the subject matter. I had...

Art Pour L art

The room had a Japanese emptiness. There was no desk, just a square of low seats around a beautiful, deep red rug. Against one wall stood a lacquered oriental armoire. A lonely bamboo bush reached almost to the ceiling. A petite woman stood waiting for her before the square of seats. She wore a kimono-like dress. It confirmed the oriental blood behind her intensely black eyes. "Please be seated, Brigitte", the woman said in American English. Then she took a seat herself, right next to...

Art CriticChapter 5 Emerging

That wasn’t the end of our problems. It wasn’t the end of the blackness or depression or anxiety or panic. It didn’t heal the rift between Annette and Morgan. It didn’t bring us all back to the same bed. It gave us a ray of hope to hang onto. Annette continued to live with her parents and Morgan continued to sleep in the guestroom downstairs. Annette returned to our group at lunch and took me home each evening. On the weekend, she returned to the studio to do her reading and writing. Morgan...

Art CriticChapter 10 Color

My eyes. I don’t know if I was getting used to seeing my black and black world or if I’d simply lost hope of truly regaining ‘normal’ vision. As spring approached, I saw more and more color. Living things have color. I saw a brilliant red cardinal pecking at a green leaf. They were redder and greener than I remembered. I saw daffodils and tulips getting ready to bloom. And people. Nearly everyone I met was clearly visible, though some were a little more muted than others. Life was color...

Art ProjectChapter 10 Exhibition

“The countdown has begun,” Zen said as she faced her webcam. “I promised something truly unique tonight and you have to participate to make it happen. We need 2,500 tokens to get it started. We’d like to start the show in thirty minutes so there is still light in the window. You’ll want to see our Dolly silhouetted in the window before the artist arrives.” Her computer chimed and a message popped up on screen. RagsToRiches just tipped Zen 150 tokens: Come on, guys. I’ve been looking forward...

Martina McBride and LeeAnn Rimes Swap HusbandsChapter 1

Martina McBride and her husband John McBride were seated beside LeAnn Rimes and her husband Dean Sheremet at the CMA Awards. The two country music singers were sitting together, their husbands on the outside of them. Both were to perform on the show and both were up for awards. It was the first time they had really got a chance to talk to each other, although country artists have a lot in common, their schedules don't allow them time to socialize much within the business. So they were...

Martina McBride and LeeAnn Rimes Swap HusbandsChapter 2

She spoke up "I never expected this either and I don't see me becoming a swinger or anything. I enjoyed what happened very much, I am sorry it did happen, like Martina said I wanted us to be friends when you left. For my part I still feel like we are friends. I know you didn't try to take advantage, we all just had a little to much to drink. We can't change what happened so lets just deal with it". John being older than Dean and more experienced in the world spoke up next "I love...

Art CriticChapter 2 Modeling Contracts

It took two weeks before Dee came to the studio to pose for us. I was surprised that Kendra managed to persuade her to model for all three of us. Dee was the most body-shy person in our class. The first time I’d drawn her nipple, she only pulled her shirt up high enough so I could see it without seeing anything else. She even hid her bra so I wouldn’t see that. She described it as a liberating experience, though, and the next session, she simply removed her shirt and bra and sat for over an...

Arti Becomes Mine Forever

Hi friends…this is neel . my email id is Well the incident which I am going to tell you is a true incident happened with me at my native place Gwalior which is in Madhya Pradesh. It’s a one of the big cities of M.P. That time I was 28 years old and working for a well known financial organisation in mumbai. As my parents lives here so I had spent all my childhood in Gwalior and after completing graduation I came to Mumbai for doing MBA. As I spent so many years in Gwalior, so I have lot of...

Martina Hingis Story

Sloane had the ability to control the minds and bodies of people. He possessed a powerful ring called the Eye Of Mephisto. The ring gave him wealth and power. He could have any woman he wanted, and he often did. Nothing was beyond his reach. Currently he was the owner of a successful production company in Hollywood. He made movies and this gave him accsess to a lot of female celebrities. He lured the stars to his office and enslaved them with the ring. Once under his control,they were helpless...

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Marta Fernandez was a 22 year old, Colombian student who was able, with the help of her father, whose friend worked in the embassy in Bogotá, to get a student visa to study in the U.S. All her life she had dreamed of coming to the U.S. to study English and hopefully meet a nice American gentleman she could fall in love with and marry. The men in Colombia were all the same, a bunch of womanizers who did not know the meaning of commitment. At every opportunity they poked themselves into the...

Art School Daughter

Author's note: Customize variables and start game mode for the full experience: Challenges, items, and choices to unlock new branches. Can you impregnate your daughter and her 3 friends? Work still in progress, currently 2 girls available - more to come. All girls depicted are over the age of 18. My first story so please leave feedback and ideas in the forum: http://forum.chyoa.com/threads/art-school-daughter.741/ It was a late night at the office again, but you've grown familiar with this...

Art CriticChapter 3 On Top of the World

Mavis was Kendra’s and my favorite model. And Morgan’s. It was the way her aura blossomed when she modeled. ‘Blossom’ was the term Morgan and Mom used to describe how a person’s aura sort of reached out toward things that excited it. Usually those things were other people, but not always. They found the blossom in people who looked at artwork, cars, food, and televisions, too. As far as anyone knew, it was the first time anyone in our family had taken the time to study the phenomenon of how...

Martina McBride Lusty in Every Way

Country music star, Martina McBride, is an amazing woman. She's very attractive, she's got a very distinctive voice and singing style, she's extremely successful as a country music performer, and she's married and the mother of two little girls. One of the amazing things about Martina is that she's very petite and yet she's a very awesome woman in a small package. She's fairly short but Martina is gorgeous and she's pretty nicely blessed in the chest area. And, she's one very hot sexy...

Marti

Martiby Abe Marti Sheffer, her married name, had from childhood wanted to be an actress, a movie star. She had married Rudi for two reasons. Principally, it was because he was wealthy; he could afford to bankroll a movie for her to star in. Secondly, he was three times her age, and surely he would not want much sex. Marti didn't much care for sex. Sex was for casting couches. She was a good enough actress that she could fake an orgasm, but she had never had a real one. She was a...

Darth Demus Star WarsPart 7

Standing on a Star Destroyer Malice, Darth Demus' mind was wrapped in a vision. Sights and sound he saw of a twi'lek Jedi named Aayla Secura. Something drew him to this alien female so different than him with her blue skin which was so alluring. Lust but also something deeper he did not like: Warm and at the same time frightening. Turning his mind to other things about her dismissed those emotions focusing in the cold darkness of the Dark Side. Her power in the Force was exceptional and...

Art Part Two Ch 04

Art, part two. Ch. 04 Dr. Lisa tries on Art for size. We were walking back to her cottage when Lisa said, ‘You’re a strange man, Arthur Jones.’ ‘I know you won’t be too surprised when I tell you you’re not the first one to make that observation’. That brought a small chuckle out of this very serious lady. ‘I’m sorry we got off on the wrong foot and the only excuse I can offer is that I was startled when you showed up dressed like a young girl.’ ‘There’s nothing to be sorry about. I’m just...

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Art, part two. Ch. 06 Art finds out about Dr. Heidi’s land of the dolls. Heidi’s place was an up-scale neighborhood of narrow brick row houses or townhouses. They shared common walls and looked like they were four or five stories high. The first level was a garage and a front entrance that must have led directly upstairs. Heidi pulled her Mini-Cooper into the garage and there sat a nice shiny American Harley Motorcycle. ‘Wow, whose bike?’ ‘It’s mine, Jonesy. You’re looking at my pride and...

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This is part three of an ongoing story. I think you could make sense of it as a standalone submission, but I recommend you read the previous two parts first, to get a better feel for the narrative. I hope you enjoy it. ***** Chapter Seven ~ Peter reached out to his side, running his hand across the bed sheet. It was cold. He stretched out further, but could not find the warmth he was searching for. He opened his eyes and realised he had been dreaming. A knocking sound penetrated his...

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In my fog-hazed mind, I stood in the aid room at school trying to recap what happened just a few minutes ago in the art class. I could still see the large visible wet stain in the crotch region of my pants. The end of my dick was throbbing, not quite in pain, but in enduring ecstasy. I had to admit the best sexual experience for this boy virgin. Walking was a bit uncomfortable because some of the hairs on my thigh stuck to my pants due to the cum that had run down my leg. I didn’t just have...

Art Student

It was the beginning of the semester at the Art Institute and I was pretty excited about my new schedule. Professor Ludovian always brought interesting nude models to his classes, and his tips on how to draw the human body were most useful. I had learned a lot in the intermediate class but now in this advanced class, I knew the professor was going to be more demanding.Ludovian greeted his students with a grin and a wave of his extremely thin and graceful hands, the hands of a maestro, someone...

Art Lovers

‘It’s like possession, isn’t it?’The fact that she’d even spoken shocked her. The words escaped her lips like his looming presence at her shoulder had summoned them.‘How so?’ His two velvet syllables warmed the pit of her stomach like cognac. She fixed hard on the naked embrace within the frame–lovers locked in ecstasy, his arms wrapping from behind, hers palming her own breasts. A photo-image coupling rendered into black-and-white abstraction, like an x-ray of two souls at the point of...

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I’ve written up one of my lectures, hoping it might count as a publication in my tenure package. LECTURE BEGINS “Today we’ll talk about Cupid and Venus, also known as Cupid and Psyche, or as or as they were known to ancient Greeks, Eros and Aphrodite, the god of erotic desire, and his mother, the goddess of love. Whatever the legend, Venus is Cupid’s mother. Sexual revolution before the 60s, we can call it.” It’s good to begin a lecture with a bit of humor, my experience. Wakes them up....

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Art SomethingChapter 3

The summer seemed to race by. Every day brought us one day closer to Fay leaving for college. There was a dark intensity to my dreamscapes each morning. They were desolate and barren. Except on the morning after a date with Annette. We didn’t date every week during the summer. We’d done some fun things, though. I love going into the city to the Museum of Modern Art. She seemed to like it, too. She chose to go to a baseball game in July. “I didn’t know you were a baseball fan,” I said. Fay...

Art SomethingChapter 11

“Happy birthday, my Lady Annette,” I said as I pinned the corsage on her dress. She was so beautiful. “You remembered! Wait, how did you even know?” “Um ... you know that Fay and I aren’t banned from talking to each other since Thanksgiving. We talk a couple of times a week and she let it slip.” “I’m going to get her back for that. We talk a couple of times a week, too. I told her that I didn’t want to tell you when my birthday was because I didn’t want you to feel like you needed to do...

Art ProjectChapter 7 Speech

Morgan got home just before we finished for the day and had a quick whispered conversation with Annette. I stepped over to Susan and pulled her hands down from the drapery and told her she could relax and dress now. We’d continue the next day. During the afternoon, I’d become used to letting my hands rest on her as I got her into position after each break. That was what I was doing when she turned away from the window and her breast slid neatly into my hand. I squeezed a little. “Thank you...

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This is a fictional story about family foursome porn sessions. It is based on my fantasies about a show I watch in my language. All the characters are fictional and strictly above 19. I prefer stories with a plot that gets us involved in the story and leads to sex rather than stories with just wild sex. My stories are a bit lengthy and usually have everything like gay sex, lesbianism, threesomes, group sex, and mainly incest. Enjoy the story. You can give me feedback at . If you haven’t read...

Martina Mothers Monks

Martina wanted to do something useful with her life besides mothering. Pushed into a marriage at sixteen, when three children arrived eighteen months apart she visited the government health clinic and unbeknownst to family and spouse and church, had the operation that shut down the production line. She wasn’t yet twenty-one. Seeing the small note at the supermercado in their small town in northern New Mexico, she was intrigued and borrowed her brother’s rattletrap truck to check it out. Up in...

Aarti The Parnter Of Divorce

It’s been a long, I were busy in my hectic work schedule. And thanks for your kind support and request which inspire me for writing stories. This is a whole new story,I am Ravi 47 year old banker, who had mange to be single for nearly some 7-8 years . I were in a good married life before being divorce, I have 2 son, both of them were in school know. My Ex wife is also a banker, After the divorce both of my son stay with her, though I pay there school fee and extra money regularly on monthly...

Aarti Bhabhi Ki Hawas Mitai

Hello frnds ths is raj ( not real name) from delhi ye meri lyf ki sacchi story h is story ko mei aap k sath share kr rha hu agar aap ko pasand aaye plz mujhe reply jaroor krna this is my email id. Ab mei aapka jyada waqt na lete hue sidha story par aata hu mei meerut se hu or delhi me rent par rehta hu mei jis makan me rehta hu waha ek bhaiya or bhabhi unka 8 saal ka ladka or un ki saas or sasur rehte h mera room upar hai or bhaiya or bhabhi niche rehte hai. Ye story 3 mahine pehle ki h, aarti...

Art ProjectChapter 5 New Model

“Wow! What a sweet setup,” Kendra said. We’d finally taken her upstairs to our suite. That’s what we’d taken to calling it. We had a bathroom, bedroom, and studio. All three of us had workspaces in the studio, but it was small enough that we overlapped and shared a lot. “This is where Morgan works on spreadsheets,” Annette laughed pointing at my sister’s desk and laptop. “Hey! Spreadsheets aren’t all I do,” my sister objected. “I’m into event planning, marketing, and communications,...

Wharton Lane

I moved to this neighborhood a couple of years ago. I work at home and tend to be a homebody, so I really never have gotten to know any of my neighbors save the ones on either side of me and across the street. Being a homebody, I'd gotten kind of lazy, and when I noticed my Levis getting a bit tough to button, I decided enough was enough. I had to do something - no way was I going to turn into some single spinster cat lady as big as the side of a house, so I decided to start walking. At...

Martin s Christmas

"Martin's Christmas 2016" Martin's Christmas is a side story to the MMH Saga. It has graphic XXX gay sexual activity between a man and his reluctant feminized male wife. Martin stood quietly on the next to the Christmas tree. He was waiting for his husband to enter the room. The fireplace cast a warm and romantic light about the room as it was early morning and the sun wouldn't be up for another hour or so. The tree was beautifully decorated as was Martin. He had...

Martin s Halloween Nightmare

"Martin's Halloween Nightmare" Martin's Halloween Nightmare is a short side story using the characters and world of Martin Hastings. An unusual story to say the least. It is not part of the saga itself. "Twisted" Martin sat at the table before the judge with his legal counsel. The courtroom was full of spectators as the drama of the judge's decision loomed in the closing statements of the prosecutor. Martin didn't like the way the judge looked over...

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