During October, I decided I needed to push myself as an artist. I started by doing one of those sketch-a-day challenges, but quickly lost interest. I was still sketching each day, but instead of a ring or fear or some other concept, I found myself sketching women.
I went through pictures that I had taken during BDSM scenes, and started making presents for some of my more recent fucktoys.
Then at one point, I was roping up a woman and sketching her on the spot. It was intense, and there was this surge of pride from making her cum then impressing her with my art.
Last week I took some of my best sketches and threw them on Instagram. The feedback was interesting and encouraging, so I decided to do a little experiment.
I looked through some the IG pages of local models. I started added those that I found to be very attractive, women that I would want to fuck in a heartbeat.
Saturday afternoon, I found this absolutely adorable lady with pretty eyes and relatively large tits.
I sent her a message, saying she was a little cutie. Then I noticed in her stories that she wasn’t wearing a bra under her top, and was very noticeably wearing nipple piercings. So I complimented her piercings, too.
She thanked me for the compliments. Given that all she knew about me is that I sketch nude women and am clearly staring at her tits, I felt like the door was open.
I offered to sketch her. She got excited.
I started to dig through her old photos. There were a few more no-bra selfies with those piercings pushing through. And there was a faux-upskirt shot that I really liked. I told her that was the one I thought I was going to use for reference. She told me to hold on.
A wave of picture DMs came in, some in underwear, some nude. Sometimes, I just get really lucky and find the right kind of naughty girl.
I kept working on her sketches, now clearly planning multiple. We talked about our dating status – neither of us single or monogamous. We talked a little about limits, and I had a good hunch that she was into men like me.
Sending her the first sketch, I admitted that I was really wanting to fuck her. She teased me for a bit, saying that she thought I only wanted to sketch her.
By Saturday night, we were sexting. By Sunday morning, we both agreed that we needed to fuck each other.
We started planning a quick meet-up for Sunday night. A public place, no expectations, just make sure that the two of us are compatible before we start fucking. And then those plans fell apart.
Honestly, I was OK with rescheduling. I decided to head out anyway, just to get out of the house. Then she sent me another nude.
I wanted to suck on her tits. I wanted to taste her pussy.
I told her to get a skirt and a jacket on, put her dildo in her purse, and I’m meeting her in 30 minutes. Then I drove to her city.
She picked a park as a meet-up spot. Normally that’s an OK idea, but the park had closed about 10 minutes after I got there. Still, the parking lot wasn’t locked off, so I parked and looked around.
There was absolutely no one in the park.
I messaged her, and found that she was on the other side of grassy area. And there she was, with a skirt and a jacket and a purse.
I gave her a kiss and squeezed her ass. We started to walk through the park and talk in low voices. It was still and quiet. I had a hunch I could have gotten away with fucking her right there on the grass. But my car was close by.
There was difficulty in keeping my hands to myself. As we walked, I went over my safewords, and she took it all in. She wasn’t nervous, she wasn’t uneasy. She was a horny little slut waiting for my cock.
So I didn’t keep my hands to myself.
She wasn’t wearing a bra. Under her skirt was a skimpy thong. It was a little chilly out, so we went straight to the car.
I made her bend over so that I could grope her perfectly round ass. Then I had her crawl into the back of my car. I pushed up her shirt and began to trace my tongue around her nipple piercings. Some gentle sucking, some not-gentle biting.
Her legs were spread, her skirt riding up. I pushed the thong to the side and started stroking her warm pussy lips. Rubbing her clit made her start to moan. I would have smiled, had I not been sucking on her tit.
One finger – my middle finger, and only halfway. Initially that was all that fit into her tight little cunt. On one hand, that’s really fucking hot. On the other hand, my cock is a lot thicker and longer than that. I had some work to do.
Positioning her better, I was able to go deeper. Pushing her, in and out of her pussy, feeling her squeeze against my one finger, was making her whole body squirm. I knew I needed to get two fingers inside of her to fit my cock, and this little slut was feeling even tighter.
We took her panties off and I let my tongue work on her clit while my finger continued to pump her.
I grabbed her purse and pulled out the dildo. She’d sent me a picture of it, and I thought at the time it was a normal-sized one. This vibrator was positively dainty, only about five inches long and only just barely thicker than my middle finger.
I had her turn it on and started pumping her cunt. The squirming became a full quiver. She started to grab at me, her hand almost frantic until she found my crotch. Holding on to the bulge of my jeans, she started to beg.
I couldn’t resist.
I unbuckled and pushed my pants down. She eager bent over and started sucking my cock as quickly as she could. I moved my hand to the back of her head to slow her down, she instead instinctually started to deep-throat the entire shaft.
I let her gag on me for a bit, then pulled on a condom and had her sit on me. It was cruel of me, as women rarely make me cum when they’re on top. Or it was gracious of me, as she got a nice, thick toy to play with.
I wanted to cum. I had her get on the other seat and spread her legs. I got on my knees and did my best to use my thighs – I really hate car sex, but I really was enjoying this fucktoy.
Still, I couldn’t cum. The car was getting hot and cream-filled. I was nervous about a cop catching us like two teenagers. And as an old man, my knee was hurting.
I sat back down, ready to throw in the towel.
She didn’t hesitate, immediately going back to my cock and sucking.
This time, she had a steadier pace. She was eager and enthusiastic, she really wanted my cum. I pulled up her skirt and started to finger her pussy, then her asshole. I made her lick under my balls as I stroked my spit-covered shaft. Then I grabbed her by the hair and used her mouth like a fleshlight.
Finally, it surged inside of me. I told her to suck, and I started cumming in her mouth. More than she expected. It spilled out of her lips and back onto my hand and cock. She licked it back up.
We recovered, and I had to step out of the car to get my jeans back on. I remembered that she was a little bit of a brat in our sexting, and used that as motivation to bend her over and spank her in the night air.
We then hugged and kissed for a little bit, and I drove her back to her car.
It’s always a pleasure finding a new, eager fucktoy.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f5ym7a/fm_the_artist_fucks_his_muse