Artist Assistant
There I was teaching him the importance of carefully crafted strokes when our eyes met. Neither one of us were thinking about strokes of the paintbrush on the canvas…
Our eyes locked…he leaned in and our lips met. Our project got much more colorful on many different levels…
He pulled my body closer to his and I could feel his hardness through his pants rubbing against my body. I dropped my paint brush and it fell right into my cleavage, painting my titty green.
“Let me” he said, grabbing the paint brush.
Next, he leaned down a little and grabbed the bottom of my dress, pulling it up over my head and off of my body without getting any more paint on it.
Then, he dipped the paint brush back into the green pain and started to paint strokes on my titty.
“Like this?” he questioned, looking up at me with his green eyes.
“Perfect” I said, running my hand through his starting to thin hair…
I think watching a man grow older is sexy. I bet my assistant will be sexy as fuck in 20 years in his 60s.
Anyways, I locked both hands behind his neck and pulled him closer to me. Our lower bodies were touching…his cock trying to escape his pants he was so fucking hard. We kissed carefully, as to not ruin the masterpiece on my titty.
I requested he match my level of nakedness. He smiled as he undressed.
He grabbed a different paint brush and opened another color, blue.
I grabbed his engorged dick and slowly stroked it. He hesitated with his paint brush as he quietly moaned.
“Don't stop. Put your pleasure into your painting” I whispered to him.
I continued to slowly stroke his cock. Running my finger from tip to base and back, swirling it around the bottom of his mushroom head.
I was enjoying teasing him while he painted me.
Unfortunately for me, my boobs are not physically stimulating. I get turned on watching my sex partner enjoy them.
My assistant was enjoying creating his masterpiece on my chest as much as he was enjoying me teasing his cock.
With one last stroke, he excitedly said “Finished!”
“Oh sexy, no you're not. Now the other.” I directed as I wrapped my hand firmly around his cock and squeezed.
“You got it, Princess” smart man…adding that Princess on the end…someone has been reading my blog and knows I love being spoiled.
He painted my other titty with the same colors before instructing me to stay still for a second.
He grabbed both colors, one after the other and did a quick touch up on the first titty then grabbed a 4x4 canvas and said “now you can keep my masterpiece”.
He carefully arranged my painted chest to press the canvas against my titties.
“Perfection” he said as he pulled back the canvas revealing a green and blue masterpiece.
His green eyes meeting my blue eyes, I grabbed him and pulled him against my body. My painted breasts rubbed off on his chest as we kissed.
We laid down on my kitchen floor, rubbing on each other, kissing, allowing our hands to roam.
“Let's get a shower and then continue this in my bed.” I said.
In the shower he lathered up his hands and carefully washed one boob and then the next. I turned around to allow water to wash the soap off. His hand reached around and found my clit and rubbed it with the flat of his finger, as to not jab it with his nail. He knew what he was doing.
Fuck. It felt amazing. I reached my right hand behind me and grabbed his cock that was poking my lower back. I stroked him as he rubbed my clit harder and faster bringing me to an intense orgasm.
I turned around, kissed him for a second, and grabbed the soap. I washed his chest. He has a semi-muscular dad bod, which is super sexy.
Next I pumped more soap out and began to wash his cock and balls. I got both all soapy and then continued to stroke him for a few seconds.
“Let's take this into the bedroom,” I whispered in his ear, moving to the side allowing the water to hit his chest, “I wanna feel you inside me.”
We got out of the shower, dried off, and hurried to the bedroom. Condoms were sitting on the bedside table. He grabbed one right away and opened it.
“Here, let me” I grabbed the magnum from his hand and sat down on the bed. I grabbed his cock at the base with one hand and swirled my tongue around to tip before sucking every inch I could fit down my throat.
I looked up at him as I took my mouth off his cock and put the condom on my lips, rolling it down his cock.
I stood up and turned around. Putting my knees on the edge of the bed, I got on all fours ready for him to enter me.
He aligned his cock with my wet hole and grabbed both of my hips. After the first few strokes, he joked “are my strokes good.”
I took the opportunity to get what I wanted, “perfect…now fuck me harder.”
“Anything you want, Princess.” and he fucked me hard for nearly 15 minutes making me cum so many times I couldn't even guess a number.
After he came, I tried to stand up and my legs were so shaky I laid down on the bed.
My art assistant disappeared to the bathroom to clean up.
I really enjoyed this Role-Playing experience. I'm an artistic person. I don't think much of what I do is good…I do it because it's fun and fulfills my creative side from time to time.
Sometimes my art is self-care.
Sometimes my art is self-love.
Sometimes my art is self-healing.
Sometimes my art is sexy and hot and steamy. 😈
Thanks for reading about my sexual adventures 😘
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Kisses 💋
Shorty
