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I started painting as a hobby, a way to privately express myself, relax, refuel a bit.  When one of my friends wived heard I painted she suckered me into face painting at a birthday party. How could I refuse a friend, so I looked up face painting.   I went to the party and the excitement in the kids faces pulled me in.  I started doing things at the schools and that summer decided to get a booth at the local fair.  Not only was it fun for me, it was actually beginning to be some great side income.  On the second night of the fair this girl approached me for a floral painting on her cheek.  I will admit she was smoking hot and she knew it.  When I was done she looked in the mirror and was so excited she kissed my cheek.  She handed me cash “If you let me take your picture and use it to show my work you can have your cash back.”  She agreed eagerly as i handed her money back and took her picture with my cell of her painted face. 

The next day she came back with a few of her friends.  “Wanna give them the same deal you did for me?” A bitten lip and flirty smile I did her and three of her girlfriends.  I snapped pics on my phone as they all bragged that they had the better paint job.  I was pumped that they were excited and welcomed the hugs and kisses I got before they ran off to enjoy the fair.  A few hours later they all returned as I was working on a little boy turning him into a dragon.  I smiled at them watching as she came over and whispered in my ear.  “Sure of course” I laughed at the question and replied.  She wanted to know if the paint could be used on bodies.  She nodded to her friends “we want you to come to a party next weekend.  you will make a killing” 

“Sure of course, a birthday?  graduation?” they giggled together “not exactly a family oriented party…”  she snagged my cell and texted herself a quick note so she had my number.  “I will text you the details.”  I nodded and thanked them all.  The fair ended and I had really raked in the cash.  I went and restocked hoping the girls were not messing with me about this party.  That night I got a text with an address.  I knew where this was and now presumed they were bullshitting me.  “That’s the nude beach” I responded and she replied it was.  Then she sent me a selfie of her in the bathroom mirror wearing nothing but her smile “Can you paint this?” I stared at that sexy little body and could feel the excitement, my mind racing.  “I will cover you in flower beautiful” she sent me a few more that night for inspiration.  I was inspired three times that night and twice in the morning.  Through the week she and her friends sent more selfies asking if i would be able to paint them as well.  By the time the weekend was here I so worked up I was not sure I would have a steady hand but there was no way I was passing this up.

I arrived at the beach to find it was some sort of festival, had no idea what for but a mix of young and old, bare or not strolled the beach under the decorations and hot sun.  I set up a table next to a woman that was selling massages and another couple that was selling jewelry that they made.  I heard her voice behind me as I lay out all the paints and my brushes.  I turned to see her and one of her friends naked and holding hands.  “You ready for us?” They had no idea how ready I was.  “Absolutely” she sat down.  “Actually for me to work on your body would you mind standing?”  She giggled and hopped up walking over in front of me.  I had her pick out a few colors and started on her shoulder. Moving around her breast and down her stomach.  She fought off the ticklish feeling as I took my time on her.  Down over her mound and along her thigh I painted.  Up and down adding new colors and detail.  Her nipple puckering as I painted the center of one of the flowers on it.  She was obviously aroused by the experience and so was I.  When I finished she stepped back moving around so everybody could see.   Her friend stepped up next “How much?”  Before I could say the girl covered in flowers said “$25 bucks!   I have to go show everyone and ran off.” Her friend wanted to be a warrior and loved blue so I went to work creating the look for her.  

I worked on her face and body and as I moved down along her pussy she leaned down and asked me to turn the brush around.  I looked up confused as I turned it in my hand, she looked around then she stepped closer and rubbed herself on the brush handle.  I just watched as she played until the blonde came running back.  She stepped back and I flipped the brush back around and finished her.  “You look amazing!” she looked over her freshly painted friend “I love the way the brush feels” She handed me the money with a wink as they walked off.  All day I painted faces, hands, arms, breast and even a few backs.  one bald guy had me paint his head.  I did refuse to paint cocks, just couldn’t do it.  The girls returned with other friends and just to watch and talk into the dusk.  I started to pack up with it getting dark as my flower lover returned.  “So why didn’t you use your special brush technique on me?” playfully teasing “I had no idea what she was doing…” she giggled “I know she told me but would you?”  I picked up a larger brush and turned to her.  I turned it around and gently glided it between her legs as I saw her hips move.  She looked around hoping nobody was watching but she ran her folds along the brush handle up to my clutching fingers.  I could feel how wet she was.  “Put it in me.” she whimpered as I slipped it inside.  “oh my god, oh fuck” she held my forearm and stepped into it.  “right there, please god” I moved it in and out as she tightened her grip and spilled cum down the wood and my hand.  She pulled herself off of it with a blushed smile.  “I needed that so bad, hope I see you next season” She turned and walked off into the night toward the bonfires they had lit.  “fuck” what a wild day.

I finished packing and loaded up my truck.  I made over a thousand and watched two girls get off on my brushes.  I was chuckling to myself as I loaded the last box of paints when I felt a tap on my shoulder.  Turning to see her she kissed me and rubbed her hands over my cock.  “I think you have another brush that should be used tonight….besides i didn’t pay you for everything you did for me so come on.”  She was obviously still horny and honestly I was rock hard so I locked the truck and let her drag me off in the shadows of the beach.  She pulled my clothes off “it is a nude beach you know” as she tossed them aside and got down to suck my cock.  I groaned as she devoured it,then pulled me down in the sand.  I felt her pulling me into her, legs parting and wrapping around my hips.  I eased into her and pumped slow and deep.  She clung to me and bucked under my thrusts.  She could feel I was close….”Paint me….paint my body baby please.” I knew what she meant so I pulled out and watched the warm splashes of my cream paint her body.   She stroked me and milked every drop on her body and rubbed it in.  

She walked back to my truck with me as her original floral painting was now glazed.  “I will text you my address so you can come wash all this off of me, give you a new pallet to play with.”  She kissed me again and rushed off in the dark.  I slipped on my pants and hopped in the truck.  I still had no idea what her name was but my cell lit up and another address popped up.  I wonder how may times I would paint her body before the morning?

xxxsexxx:

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It started out as a girls night of drinking and confessions of sexual excursions.  Stories turned into bragging and a comparison on skill was challenged.  On a mission they rushed out of their sorority and over to the dorms to find a willing subject.  An easy task as they find one of the frat guys just coming out of the community showers wrapped in a towel.   They rush him talking over each other trying to explain their need for him to play a game.  

Looking over the girls how could he resist as they pulled him down the hall.  He pointed out his room as they impatiently waited for him to unlock it.   Shoving him through the door and re-locking it they push him back on his bed and start to undress.  A wide grin and a tented towel rising higher knowing he is about to have some fun.   They explain as they toss their clothes away that they each bet they were the best at giving hand jobs.  Pulling the towel away then knelt and set the parameters of the challenge.  No use of mouth, only their hand, rotating each girl every 60 seconds.  

The brunette grabbed his erection first and started tugging on his cock.   Every minute on the clock another set of fingers wrapped around his shaft as the others pouted.  They each stroked him harder as he fought not to cum.   They begged for it, wanting to be the champion of masturbation and as they each took their turns he was losing control.  Finally!  His cock spilled his cum on his stomach as they each took a turn to taste the benefits of the game.  One that they planned to do often.

Came home to find the house quiet again.  I poured a drink and hung up my coat, slipped off my tie.  At first I was not concerned you would dare to break rules again tonight.  You had been out all night several times this week already so when I told you to cut back I expected the fear alone to keep you in.  The whiskey fell as did the night hours into the morning as I sat in my chair watching the front door.  Dressed like a slut with the smell of booze on your lips, you tried to spin some silly tale that may save your ass.  Not buying any of it tonight.  Realizing you lost the battle against my anger and buzzed you started to run your fingers along my shirt.  No longer pleading but trying to flirt your way out of it.  Was this how you played all those boys at school I wondered?  Dressing provocatively, light touches, giggled flirtations.   Just stirred the beast in me more.

A quick grab of your wrist, a tug of my strong arm and you were over my lap.  I whimpered stop as I ripped your skirt off only to find you bare ass under it.  That was all it took.  I wailed on your ass as you thrashed in my lap pinned under my strong hands.  I don’t know at what point you stopped thrashing and just lay there taking it but I kept assaulting your backside as it burned as hot as my frustration.   When I finally caught myself I stopped and looked down at you laying there, you were…..you were giggling.  “How drunk are you?” Watching you look up at me  “Not drunk enough to not notice your hard cock poking my belly.”  Jesus I hadn’t noticed but as soon as you mentioned it I could feel the thickness pressed against my slacks under you.  “It’s ok daddy I get horny sometimes too, like right now.”

My whole mindset changed as I felt you purposely wiggling on my lap.  You were trying to keep me aroused.  “Don’t stop daddy, punish me, pleasure me, show me your the boss of me.” I swatted you again and you purred at it, again and again I slapped your bare ass as you lifted up for more.   The next thing I knew my fingers ran down between your legs to feel how wet you were.  I dipped them inside you as you pressed against me.  Now I was finger fucking you as your pussy tightened quickly to hold me in deep.  I felt your first and second orgasm immediately against my fingers.  You slid off my lap as my fingers came out dripping.  I watched you scramble between my legs and fumble to open my pants.  There was not thought of don’t, stop……….all I could imagine was how good your mouth was about to feel as you took me out and licked my hot thick cock.  Wide eyes as you swallowed it and the way you rubbed my sack I leaned back and felt you empty my cock in your mouth with a firm squeeze.  

You pulled back licking the drops off your lips as you pulled yourself off your knees.  You leaned over “night daddy” and rushed upstairs.  I sat there with my cock laying out dripping on my pants wondering if you would remember what just happened, wondering should I feel guilty, wondering when I was going to taste you?

He sat there on the leather sofa chugging beer and stuffing his face with chips as the night went on.  He was not the type to be invited to these parties but lucky for him his cousin was the one throwing it.  At least he could pick up some tips on how other guys talked to girl, maybe he would get the guts to talk to one himself tonight, well with enough beer.   Just then the couch moves as someone flops down beside him.  Looking over he sees a girl bare ass and obviously hammered.  “God I am starving…” she pulls chips from his hand and eats them as her legs open casually.  “mmmm just what I needed” she devours them as she babbles on about……..well he had no fucking clue what she was saying.  He couldn’t get his eyes off her stiff nipples and wet used pussy.  She had planned to get drunk tonight but whatever they slipped in her drink had her horny as well.  

She could see the way he was looking at her and she liked being lusted after.  “You want to eat my pussy?” she opened her legs a bit more and reached down with salty fingers and rubbed her clit.  “I taste amazing!” she giggled as her head rolled back on the couch for a minute.  “Go on, if you put your tongue in me and make me cum I will let you fuck me!”  He looked around the room nervously and back at her.   “God come on nobody cares…..just fuck me with your tongue” and she reached up behind his head and pulled down till his face was in her lap.  He fumbled kissing it then slowly found his way.  It smelled so sweet and when he tasted her juices with a slow tongue she moaned and pushed him head down harder.  He feasted on her cunt as she bucked under him “Fuck yes…more, more damn you fucking eat that pussy like a good boy” He didn’t even notice the people who gathered around till she burst in his mouth and screamed out.  

As he lifted his mouth there was applause to his crimson face still dripping with her cum.   A few of the other girls looked interested and the guys just cheered and went back to their own attempts at conquest.  She reached over and took his hand…..”Bedroom now!” yanking him off the couch and pulling him up the stairs.  He wondered if she would be able to tell he was a virgin.   She shut the door and pushed him on the couch.  “You know how to eat pussy so lets see how you fuck!” Yanking his belt, pulling his jeans half off she climbed up on him and pushed herself down on his throbbing cock.  He didn’t have to know how to fuck she was insane on him.  She thrashed and bounced on him like a cowboy on a bull ride.  All he had to do was hold on to her and she made that easy too.  She took his hands and shoved them on her tits and she rode him strong.   He was already ready to cum and could feel it rising, should he pull out?  Protection?  “Um….ahhhhh wait um……..” she tossed his hands down and pinned them as she leaned over his mouth.  “You suck these tits and you give me that seed your holding back on…fill me, I want to be dripping with you!” She barely finished the sentence as she stuffed him mouth with her firm breast and slammed her pussy up and down.   His first orgasm not self induced as he shook and erupted in her.  She screamed out in victory as she kept fucking him.  The pleasure and pain of her still fucking after orgasm had him begging for what he did not know.  She pounded his cock with her gushing folds till her last orgasm finished her off.  She passed out on top of him, still full of his cock.

At first he worried if she was actually breathing but his was so rapid he could not tell.  She slid off as he rolled to his side and he knew she would never remember this.  He would never forget.  He dressed and covered her with blankets.  He locked the door and pulled it shut behind him so she did not get unwanted drunken visitors and he headed home.  What else could this party offer that would compare to that.  

Monday came and as he sat alone under one of the tall oaks on campus reading he noticed feet standing there over him.  He looked up in awe to see her with her arms folded.  “So you just fuck and leave huh?” He stammered about how he never, and would never as she started to laugh.  “Its ok I know it was your first time.”  She reached down and took his hand, pulled a pen out and scribbled her number.  “Next time stay till the morning, I was looking forward to licking my cum off your cock to wake you.” She turned with a wicked smile and walked away.  

secretdesiresofmary:

Não pára…

Feel the way my strong hands move along your inner thighs as I open you.  My firm lips kissing, sucking slowly in that little nook of your hip.  Tracing the tip of my tongue on the trim of your folds with a light swirl around your clit as you brush your fingers around my head to play with my hair.  Your moans making my cock hard as you sway against my mouth.  I feel your nails scraping when I part your flesh with my flickering tongue and push it inside you.  Lapping and thrusting, curling in and out of your honey as your legs shake.  I move my hands under you to pull you tight to me and bury my hungry mouth into you.  Teeth nibbling at your tender pulsing silk with a racing tongue pulling you to the edge.  I need your cum, I crave your arousal spilling in my mouth.   Hold on to me, grind into me, erupt your passion for me.  Warm, wet, creamy I savor every drop as you lay breathing heavy under me.  Delicious.

You were excited for the new fallen snow and began to play.   I helped you roll the snow as you built your first snowman of the year.  I told you our neighbors would appreciate you being a bit more politically correct with your decorations after last years carrot and charcoal was sticking out errect on the wrong ball of snow.  You just giggled at me and threw a handful of cold dust my way as you pulled off your sweater and licked the carrot.  Then you slammed the carrot into the ball of white as my smirk spread.  I watched you surprisingly put it on the face this year.  You stood there proud of your accomplishment.  

How tight your nipples pebbled on your chest as you held the carrot in your fist looking at me.  I knew my little bunny had something else in mind.  Then falling to your knees with a wicket little wink at me you let frosty gag your pretty little mouth.  Pretty sure the neighbors would be calling soon………  

Fuck I love you!

I knew I was a work-a-holic but there was no reason for you to be here late.  I would lightly tease you on having something better to do than be stuck here with me but you would just smile.  I barely ate or slept, being the top executive had its costs but there were rewards, I did have you.  My sexy little assistant going out of your way to be as aggressive as I was.  When we nailed down that last client today it broke another company record and most would just pack up and head home feeling accomplished.  Not me, I buried my nose in the next file and kept plowing away.  You came in to congratulate me “would not be where I am without you.” You went over to the mini bar and poured me a drink.  “Well we work amazing together.  *wink* Maybe you should take a night off and do something for just you for once you deserve it” I smirked and shook my head.  “No point in that, I have nothing at home but an empty fridge.” a chuckle as i take the drink from your hand and drain half in a gulp.  I feel your fingers brush over mine as you sit on the corner of the desk.  “Well then go out, get drunk, find some lucky girl……being the best with nobody to share it with…….” 

My wide grin shortens.  “Well when I was a young man, I did all that.”  I run my hand over my stubbled face and along the side of my head to show the gray mixed heavily with the brown.  You reach forward and ran your fingers over my chin.  “Well trust me someone be lucky to have you, and your cute with the gray.” I had always found you attractive and although you are young and professional I could easily see your flirtations tonight.  “Did you drink some of my whiskey before serving it to me?” Playing light of it when your fingers left my face and took the half full glass, a swallow later it clinked down on the desk empty.  I knew the look in your eyes, just was not expecting it here.  You moved down in my lap and kissed me.  My hand moved along your thigh as you leaned into me.  You pulled my hand off and lay it on your breast.  

Slipping into your blouse I could feel your nipples hard through your lacy bra.  Your whispered “take me” pressed to my lips and with heated passions we tore each others clothes from our bodies.  You turned and gripped the desk as I yanked your panties off your tight ass.  With a rough thrust you cried out and looked back at me.  I drove my thickness hard and rough in you, overly lustful hands against your breasts.  I fucked you senseless on that desk as you begged for more and more.  I felt you cum and your juices pour down my shaft and balls with every thrust.   Papers, files, supplies all shoved and shook from the top of the desk as I buried my cock and emptied my hungers into your soaked flesh.  For a moment I just held inside you, laying against you pressed to the desk.  When I pulled out we both gasp from it, you turned and lay your hand on my chest to push me down in the chair.  I watch you kneel as you looked in my eyes.  Then you lowered your mouth to me and swirled your tongue.  I gripped your hair as you cleaned our juices from my cock.   Semi hard moving in and out, you were not done with me.  I stiffened in your mouth and watched you climb up, straddle me and grip my shoulders.  You fed me your puckered nipples as bound on me.  It did not take you long to yell out and pour another orgasm against my lap as you kept moving.   I felt the burning rise in me as a thick jet burst into your womb.   Now your head was nestled in my neck as your heavy breath was puffing on my chest.  Again left inside you while we tried to get a grip on reality.

You pulled off slow as your lips smiled against mine.  You gathered your clothes and got dressed.  I started to as you started to clean up the things that fell to the floor.  “Seriously, you don’t need to clean up after me.” You just turned your cute little ass my way with a wiggle.  “Oh but I like cleaning up after you…” you lick your lips “…… besides we *taste* amazing together.” as you walk out of the office to get back to work.