I’m an artist. I mostly make oil paintings. I teach one-on-one lessons on the side both to give back to the art community and to make some extra money. About a year or so ago I met a guy named Rob at one of my openings. Rob is in the movie industry and turned out to be an enthusiastic patron of the arts. He eventually ended up owning three of my paintings and hired me to give his wife private painting lessons. Yesterday something unbelievable happened and I had to write it out.
The sessions took place at Rob’s residence in the guest house by the pool. The place was very nice. Beverly Hills, North Rexford Drive, gorgeous neighborhood, and his wife matched the setting. Jen was a surprise to me – her husband, although nice, seemed habitually disheveled and lacking in style. Where Rob was dumpy and inept, Jen seemed sophisticated, active, and hip. She was a stay-at-home wife who spent most of her time reading and working out. Recently, she had developed a keen interest in the fine arts and was excited and enthusiastic about learning how to paint. Our first few sessions were purely professional. We went over materials, basic technics, and a little art history. We definitely had chemistry and we were laughing quite a bit. There were a few moments where we locked eyes a little longer than we should have and I think we both knew it.
It was yesterday during our 5th session when things began to change. When I arrived at my usual time Jen was laying by the pool in a white bikini. Jen was always dressed pretty conservatively around me. I don’t think I had any idea how nice her body was. She had curves, her body was toned, and her swimsuit looked like it barely fit her. I said good morning and she shared that she was really looking forward to our lesson today. Being mindful of our business relationship, I told her I left something in the car and retreated for a few minutes to let her get ready for our session. When I went back into the back house, she had moved into our art space without changing or putting anything else on. At this point I didn’t want to make it into a thing and to be honest I was really enjoying her gorgeous body in that tiny bikini. I got into work mode and went over our plan for the day, trying not to stare at her draped on the chaise lounge. Part of our time would be spent plein air painting – this is when you quickly paint without sketching or doing any prework on the canvas. The goal is to loosen up and capture a scene before you with spontaneity and fluency. Jen asked if I could paint her as part of our session today. I said of course and suggested we begin with that. I asked her where she wanted to be painted and she told me to do whatever I wanted. I could tell she intended the subtext. I said I think she’d look good on the sofa by the window and she obediently got up and slowly walked away from me towards the sofa, hips swaying side to side, and confidently situated herself as she laid sideways and propped her head up on her arm, her breasts spilling down almost popping out. I commented on how great the lighting was and she made some joke about being thankful that the light was on her side. Within the first minute she asked if I thought it would be a better painting if she took off her bikini. I said I didn’t want to cause any issues with Rob and she said he would never even know. I told her to take it off. She stood up, reached behind her back, and untied her top, letting it fall to the floor, looking at me the whole time. I could definitely feel the tension and I could tell that she knew I was turned on. She looped her thumbs into her bottoms and slid them down her thighs, showing me her shaved pussy and making a full 180 so I could see her ass. No tan lines anywhere. She settled back down onto the sofa and got back into pose. I painted her for about 10 more minutes when Jen broke the silence by asking how I managed to paint nude models without getting involved. I told her that most of the girls I painted were lovers. She waited a bit to respond, “how do we get started”. I have to admit, my self control was wavering. Jen was easily one of the hottest girls I’ve seen in person. I was drawn to her personality and elegant beauty, but her body was stacked, toned, and she knew I wanted it.
I said that I was on good terms with Rob, that I didn’t want to get into anything, and that although I found her very attractive, I thought it wasn’t a good idea. Jen said that she hadn’t had sex in months. She told me that Rob always made excuses to not be intimate and she needed it. “Rob will never know what we do together. Your wife doesn’t have to know. Nothing will change regarding our lessons, and I have no problem continuing to learn from you even if we do more from time to time.” As she said this, she was walking over to me and as she ended her sentence, she leaned over and kissed me. I stood up, holding the kiss, and began to run my hands over her body. Her ass was thick – you could tell she did squats – and her perky tits felt full and soft. I turned her around and began kissing her neck from behind while wrapping my arms around to squeeze her breasts. I dragged my right hand down to her stomach, down to her pussy. I was surprised just how wet she was already.
Jen turned around and squeeze my bulge, muttering “damn” beneath her breath. “You’re so much bigger…” She got down onto her knees and unzipped my jeans. Jen was fully nude, on her knees, taking my cock out in her guest house. “fuck” she said as she squeezed it. “oh my god” she whispered as she felt the weight of it in her two hands. She lifted it up and licked from my balls up the shaft to the head, gripping me as she took it deep into her throat. I stood there in awe. This gorgeous 20 something housewife expertly devouring my dick as she rubbed her clit and moaned. I was surprised by how eagerly she worked. I gripped her ponytail and began to fuck her face. Gradually, she relaxed her throat and was able to almost take in my entire cock. She gagged and choked a little at first, but I eased up and let her get used to it. She was moaning most of the time and after about 5 minutes I could tell she was having an orgasm. She bad been fingering herself while giving me head. She asked if I would please fuck her. I took her hand and guided her onto the bed in the next room. It was the perfect height because I could stand up while she laid on her back on the edge of the mattress. She was literally dripping when I started sliding my head up and down her slit. She was playing with her nipples and telling me how bad she wanted my cock. I pushed the head in and started rubbing her clit slowly in counterclockwise circles. I continued teasing her with just the tip and eventually slid my cock halfway in, causing her to squeal. I pulled back out and kept teasing her with the tip, changing angles and and speed while I toyed with her clit. When I finally went in deeper, about 3/4 of my cock, she came hard. Legs shaking, body spasming, and I started fucking her even harder. After about 20 seconds she couldn’t take anymore, she was done and I could tell. The bedspread was soaked and she was covered in sweat. We laid there for a few minutes and she said she wanted me to cum and got on top of me reverse-cowgirl style and began to ride me. She came again and a few minutes later I couldn’t hold it anymore. I told her I was going to cum and she said “do it” while continuing to ride me. It was hands-down one of the best orgasms I’ve ever experienced. and she kept me inside of her for a few more minutes before sliding off of me and watching the cum pour out of her onto the bedspread as she smiled and looked back at me.
As I finished packing my supplies and she threw the bedding into the washer, still naked, she told me that she had never had sex like that. She asked if she could text me and I said of course. We discussed how to keep things as discrete as possible and agreed to keep up on painting so as not to arouse suspicion. Now I’m really looking forward to next Tuesday.
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Sexy as fuuuuck!!
Nice C U Next Tuesday.
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Penthouse forums are gonna sue for stealing their material
Nice story… very sexy well worded. Not too much it enough to get the feeling across.
Can’t wait to hear an update after next weeks lesson!
Honestly not sure if I should believe one word you wrote, but damn it’s definitely a good story! Looking forward to the next one
Well, pun intended, in a way or another, you show her how you use your paintbrush…
Did you ever end up with a painting of her?