I was a little low on cash and wanted to go on a weekend trip. I started looking thru the help wanted ads for a part time job that didn?t take too much time. I came across an ad needing a model for an artist, two nights a week and around 10 bucks an hour. I figured I could handle that if the job wasn?t already filled, so I gave the number listed a call.

A pleasant sounding lady answered, and gave me an address to see about the job, and we set a time and date. I found the place, and it was a nice residence with a long driveway, slightly secluded but very nice. I pressed the door bell, and when it opened, I saw a lady with nice tits. and very sexy eyes. She said hello and led me inside.

She showed me around and took me to the studio where I would be spending my time if I got the job. She showed me some of the artwork that she had done before. and it appeared she was quite the artist. There was pencil drawings, paintings of animals and some of people, even a few nudes. We talked a while and she asked if I felt I could sit for around two hours without moving a lot.

?I think I could handle that,? I replied to her.

She handed me a contract and told me to read it over and sign it. In my typical way, I just glanced at the front where it said the money part and signed it and handed it back.

She looked at me and said, ?Are you sure you don?t want to read it before giving it back??

?I am sure it is all good,? I replied. Then I asked her, ?How many others applied for this job??

She answered ?Around 15 people, why do you ask??

?I just wondered why they didn?t take such a sweet gig,? I answered her.

?Mostly because the model will be nude and most didn?t feel comfortable,? she answered. When she said nude, my eyes had to have increased 3 sizes larger.

I asked ?Nude as in no clothes nude??

?Yes, if you would have read the contract you would have seen the part about being nude,? she said. ?Besides, you signed the contract now, so you are my model. See you Monday night.?

All weekend I fretted about having to take my clothes off in front of her, but then I thought what the hell, why not. Monday morning when the alarm went off and I got up for work. When I was in the shower I decided to do a little trimming down there so I looked good. I spent all day thinking about how things would go.

She said to be there by 8 pm, so I arrived about 10 minutes early, and rang the bell. When the door opened, she was standing there in a very sexy looking outfit.

?Good evening,? I told her.

?Good evening and come on in. Are you ready to be my model??

I got a big grin on my face and said: ?Yep, ready and willing.?

She led me out to the studio and she showed me where I can get undressed and put my clothes. I started getting undressed right there, but she just looked at me and shook her head as I disrobed. I just stood there, letting her look me over.

?Do you think I will do?? I asked.

?This might be a long painting,? was all she said as she directed me where to sit.

I sat down where she wanted me to and then she proceeded to adjust my position by moving my legs and arms to get me where she wanted. A couple of times she got quite close to my member, and I could feel myself getting a little frisky being naked in front of such a hot lady. By the time she got me where she wanted me, I was showing a semi erect penis. She was back at her canvas and was going to get started.

She noticed my growing erection and said ?Are you serious? If you would have read the contract you might have seen where I suggest you masturbate before arriving to help keep this from happening. I can work around it this time but please masturbate before you come over the next night.?

My face must have been getting a little red from her statement to me. I couldn?t help but look at her breasts, not sure of the size, but they were very sexy, The thought of me sucking on them kept my cock kept growing until I was fully erect. From the position she had me, it was poking above my leg in plain view of her.

?I see you are still quite aroused over there,? she said as she noticed my erection.

?Yes, I am sorry, can?t help but think about your breasts. You look so good in that outfit.? I said.

?Maybe we should take a break so you can go jerk off in the bathroom, Then we can get back to painting,? she said.

?Have you had this happen before with other male models?? I asked her.

?Nope, most have been women that I have used before, and they don?t get erections.?

?I really don?t prefer to masturbate, so I will try and get it under control. Unless you want to give me a hand with it?? I coyly suggested with a wink.

?Really? You are going to hit on me on the first night?? she said to me.

?It was just a thought,? I replied.

?Can I continue now?? she asked me.

I shook my head yes, and sat still for the next hour. My erection slowly went down as the evening went by without any more interruptions. When the 2 hours had expired, she told me I could get dressed, and that she would see me Wednesday night at the same time.

On the way home I wondered if what she wanted was really worth the extra cash. I did sign a contract and knew she took it seriously, so I figured I better finish what I started. After I got home, lying in bed I started thinking of how she was dressed and got my erection back. Naturally, I jerked off thinking of her hot body and ended up having one hell of an orgasm.

Wednesday came around, and after work, I headed to her place for session number 2. Again I rang the bell, and she answered the door dressed in the same manner she was on Monday night. I could feel my mind wanting to see more.

As we walked to the studio she asked ?Are we going to go thru another episode like Monday night? Did you masturbate before you came over here??

I said ?No but I did Monday night after I got home. I was thinking about you and had a very strong orgasm.?

She just gave an unemotional look and shook her head. When we got to the studio I got undressed, then noticed that she had left the room. When she came back in, she had changed into a much skimpier outfit that showed off her breasts quite well. I could feel my cock growing fairly quick.

She walked over to me and said ?I figured you wouldn?t masturbate beforehand so I am going to take care of it. I see my outfit has you nice and hard so let?s get this over with.?

She stood in front of me and lowered her mouth towards my cock. I could not believe she was actually going to give me head right there and now. She seemed to enjoy using her tongue to tease my erection. She soon slipped her moist lips over my shaft and within a minute, help most of my seven inches in her mouth. Once she started sliding her lips up and down, I knew it would not be long. Sure enough, a few minutes later she was swallowing my full load. Grasping the base of my cock, she coaxed every last drop out of me.

She then stood and said, ?Now let?s get some painting done.?

She proceeded to position me how she wanted me, and the rest of the night went by without any interruptions. All I know is I must have smiled all night after getting such a very hot blow job. When the session was over I got dressed and headed towards the door.

She said, ?See you Monday night??

?I will be here for sure, I may even have another erection, if you can handle it,? I said with a wink as I walked out the door.

I heard her snicker as I closed the door. The weekend went by pretty fast, and when Monday came I really looked forward to the next session at the studio. I arrived at her home and rang the bell, expecting her dressed in another sexy outfit when the door opened. I heard movement then the door opened. There she stood in a dress from her neck to her toes. There was nothing exposed on her body but her face and neck. My excitement went from a 10 all the way down to a zero.

As I entered her home I asked: ?What happened to the other outfit??

?I decided to see if I dressed more conservative if your erection problem would go away,? she answered.

My excitement of a possible repeat blow job went down real fast. We walked into the studio where I got undressed as usual. and went to get into position. My cock was more depressed than I was, and it hung there limper than a wilted flower.

As she was getting me in position she noticed how soft my cock was, and I think she felt bad because she stepped back and undid the back of her dress. She let it fall to the floor. Underneath her dress was her sexy outfit that really showed off her breasts, and my cock came back to life.

?I see he is feeling better,? she said as she was getting me positioned.

?Yes, Thank you for looking so hot tonight,? I replied.

?You are welcome. I kind of liked what happened the last time you were here,? she said.

?So why the long dress?? I asked her.

?An experiment to see if I could arouse you dressed like that. Now concentrate on sitting still so we can get some work done.?

I tried real hard not to let my imagination get the best of me but kept thinking about getting her naked and having sex with her. I watched her move around as she was painting, with her body looking so tempting in her skimpy outfit, and it was tough to not get aroused. I wanted those breasts so bad, to squeeze them, and suck on her erect nipples. Thank goodness the session ended without any major erection problems.

As I was about to get dressed, she walked over to me and asked me to hold off getting dressed just yet. She stood right in front of me, reached down, and placed her hand on my cock. As she gently stroked me, her other hand grabbed mine and placed it on her breasts. She looked into my eyes and told me to give it a good squeeze. I couldn?t turn down an offer like that and began to gently yet firmly squeeze her breast. I brought my other hand up and cupped the other breast while enjoying her soft hands as they stroked me.

I couldn?t believe I was getting a hand job while playing with her gorgeous tits, a very excellent night. I think she could tell I was getting close to an orgasm, because she released her soft globes of flesh from their restraints, and knelt down. She put her mouth close as she continued to stroke me until I shot cum onto her magnificent boobs.

She continued to stroke me and got the last of it out before she stood up. I wiped some of my release from her tits, and she licked it off for me.

She looked me in the eye and said: ?Sleep well tonight and be rested for our next session.?

From the moment she turned and walked away. I think I had a smile on my face all night.

Wednesday rolled around, and when it came time to head over for another session I added a little extra cologne as I dressed. I put on one of my tighter briefs so when I got undressed, she would be sure to notice. I headed over to her place for what I hoped was going to be another happy ending.

I arrived on time, and as I waited for her to answer the door, images of her raced thru my head. The door opened, and again she was wearing the same dress as the last time. My excitement sank a little, but I thought maybe it was her experiment again. So I followed her to the studio. When we arrived, there was a couch in there that wasn?t there before.

As I was about to remove my briefs, she said, ?Leave those on a little longer, I like the way they look. Get on the couch tonight.?

I headed over, sat down, and waited to see what would happen next.

?You noticed my dress again and probably wonder why I wore it this time.?

Without a word, she undid her dress, and let it drop to the floor. This time she wore nothing underneath and exposed her completely naked body. Her breasts were as firm as I imagined and she had a nice patch of brown pubic hair above her slender waist. She walked towards me and told me to stand up. I stood up as she knelt in front of me and pulled my briefs off of me.

?I knew your cock would be ready when you saw me naked,? she said as my cock pointed right at her. ?Now sit back down and get comfy, I will be right back.

She left the studio. Leaving many thoughts in my head of what could happen. She returned with a bottle of lubricant and got down in front of me again. She opened the lube, and poured some over the head of my cock and rubbed it over my shaft.

?I want you nice and slick so when you enter me you can slide in easily,? she said sexily.

O was still trying to believe her words as she climbed on the couch, and straddled my lap. Slowly, she lowered herself towards my waiting cock. Reaching between her legs, she guided my erection into her tight opening. I groaned in pleasure as the head of my cock started to disappear inside her. A soft moan slipped from her lips as the rest of my erection slide inside of her.

She started to ride me up and down, her breasts moving seductively above me. Her hands rested on my shoulders as she fucked me. My hands found their way to her breasts and squeezed them firmly. She leaned in until our lips met. We kissed passionately, our tongues tangoed together inside our mouths. Her right hand left my shoulder and headed to her clit, as she began to touch herself.

Her kisses were so sweet, and her lips so soft as we are joined together in passion. She pulled away from my lips and slowly lifted herself off my cock.

?I want you to lick me before we finish fucking.?

Without any hesitation, I shifted around on to my knees and spread her leg. She was dripping with juices which tasted so sweet. Her hands guided my face to the spots she wanted to be licked. Her body quickly arched against me as her first orgasm flowed thru her body. Her cum dripped from my lips as I pulled away. Without asking I slid deep inside her once again.

Our bodies joined as one. I kissed her again with her cum still on my lips. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I slid in and out, first slow, then fast and hard. With each thrust, her moans became more pronounced. The sensations were so sensual as my orgasm grew closer. There was no way I could have hoped for a better night.

Moments later I had to warn her. ?I need to cum! Where should I do it??

?Inside me please!?

I was a little surprised at her response, considering she hardly knew me, and I was not wearing a condom. But soon my cum exploded from my body, flooding her with sticky sperm.

Exhausted, I collapsed into her chest. Her breasts made a good pillow as I rested on her. She wrapped her arms around my neck as we lay in a pile of sexual heat. We must have laid there for ten minutes with my cock still inside her before we moved apart. I sat beside her on the couch as we looked into each other's eyes.

?Thank you for such a beautiful night, this will be a memory for a lifetime,? she said as she looked at me.

?Thank you,? I replied.

?We didn?t get much painting done,? I said as we started to get dressed.

?Oh, I finished the painting in the last session. I figured I would do this as a bonus.?

?Any time you need a model for something, just give me a call,? I told her as we finished getting dressed.

She walked over to me, put her hands around my neck, and kissed me one more time. My hands headed straight for her ass, which caused her to emit a soft moan.

?Your check is in this envelope, along with my number,? she said as I headed for the door.

On my way home I couldn?t think of anything else but the passion we had just shared. It had been a memory that would stay with me forever. And I knew I would be calling her soon.

I was on a massage therapy convention/business vacation in Florida. I decided to go with a pink lace pantie and bra set, and thin white silk blouse under my skirt and blouse. I completed the outfit with some high black sandals that made the most of my painted toenails. My husband Allen came with me, deciding to take advantage of a night's stay in a hotel.

Sitting in the hotel lobby, I noticed a nice looking man, who smiled and walked straight toward me. He looked to be in his mid 50's, almost 6 foot tall, and a decent build. I felt a swoon coming on and thought to myself that he could definitely be fun.

?Hello, I'm Robert,? he said with a grin.

?Hi, I am Brandy.?

The sound of his Texas drawl was soothing and warm. I quickly became disgusted with myself for allowing my mind to wander off into thoughts of what it might be like to have my bare breasts against his chest. Rarely do I feel such an instant attraction to a man besides my husband, whom I thought of back in the room.

?Too bad you are married,? he said, staring at my ring. ?We could get to know each other a little bit more.?

?We still can,? I replied without any thought.

For a few minutes we talked about our jobs, and it felt as if we had known each other all our lives. I realized I had an intellectual attraction to this man as well as physical. I couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to have his enormous hands covering my body. We parted after awhile, and I went back to my room. I had slipped his room number into my purse, just in case.

Since I had a couple hours before my next seminar, I quickly kissed my husband Allen with intensified passion. My thoughts kept drifting to Robert's face, and wonderment at how his lips would feel on my own. I needed to relieve the sexual tension, and pictured Robert caressing my body as my husband's hands moved over my soft silk blouse. He cupped a breast in each hand and squeezed them just before unbuttoning my blouse.

My nipples were waiting as he slipped the cups of my bra down to reveal my breasts and super sensitive nipples. I pinched them both at the same time several times, sending a shiver of pure pleasure over my body. In seconds we were nude, and I felt my man's cock nestled in the folds of my labia. His technique tingled my clitoris, and again I envisioned Robert's hands and lips on my breasts. I arched my back slightly to push my breasts up in the air. Allen played with them in his hands, caressing and kneading the soft mounds of flesh. My nipples responded as he gently pinched them just right to achieve the desired effect.

It only took minutes for my breath to quicken, and involuntary moans of pleasure to escape my lips. As the waves of orgasm washed over me my mind centered on the desire of Robert's body covering mine. The orgasm surprised me in its strength, convulsing my entire body as it continued in wave upon wave. Just as the intense orgasm began to subside Allen increased the nipple molestation and pushed me to a second, smaller orgasm that quickly faded. I slipped away from him, and sat for several minutes with my head back, enjoying the glow following such an intense release. Then I felt his seed spill into me with a great force.

?You really got into that!? Allen stated. ?Who were you thinking of??

He knew me too well. We had occasionally had sexual fun without each other, as long as it was known about prior. I told him about meeting Robert, and how he triggered something in me.

?Well, you know you can be with him if you want. Do you know how to reach him??

?Yea I have his room number. Was not planning on anything. But if you are OK with it...?

?I love you so much Brandy. If you two connect, just let me know. OK??

?You know I will honey, Love you too.?

I touched up my makeup, fooled around with my hair a little, and decided to go with the white blouse and a buttery yellow skirt that hugged my curves. As I headed to the seminar, I pondered what do if I did contact Robert again.

After the meeting, I saw Robert in the lounge. As I sat next to him, his hand brushed my shoulder, sending a tingle through me. The minute I was close to him that very sensual feeling set every nerve in my body on alert. I ordered a glass of wine and we talked a few minutes about the hotel and a few miscellaneous topics. I found out he was 56, my elder by 26 years. His gentle kindness was like a soothing fuzzy blanket, and I knew what I wanted.

Since he had mentioned earlier that it had been years since he had his toes in the sand, we decided to wander out to the beach. We stopped at one of the benches behind the resort, where the property gave way to open beach and removed our shoes. Though it was after dark, the sand was still warm. He offered his arm to guide me through the deep expanse of soft sand that eventually gave way to the place along the water compacted by the tides.

The surf felt wonderful on my feet. The ocean breeze was on the calmer side, as was the surf. The moon, reflecting out in front of us, hung low out over the water. The air was a little cool and cut right through my thin silk blouse, making my nipples harden. I was grateful for the dim light of moon and distant resort lights. Eventually, we reached the pier and I tilted my watch toward the moonlight to check the time.

After a couple of beers, we were back out on the surf. As we passed under the pier, Robert reached out and took my hand. I had been careful to give him no indication of my desire for him. But I didn't pull away. On the contrary, I decided to let it play itself out since the attraction was clearly mutual.

Robert suggested we we go over to a lounge patio and sit for a few minutes. I agreed. As we neared the light of the bar, I caught him noticing the protrusion of hard nipples inside my blouse. We wandered along the beach, holding hands. We stopped to just stand in awe of nature's beauty and the comfortable quiet.

I heard Robert's voice asking if I was cold. Before I could answer he slipped his arms around my shoulders from behind and gently held me back against his warm body. I instinctively melted against him and laid my head back against his chest. We were bathed only in moonlight. I stopped to face the ocean and enjoy the cooling breeze on my face.

Robert stood behind me, wrapping his arms around me and holding me to his warmth. This time I leaned back into him and closed my eyes. I melted into him as his arms tightened around me slightly. I could feel the slight movement of his firm arms and chest against me.
He brought a hand up and gently cupped my chin and left cheek in a gentle but demanding way.

?Look at me Brandy,? he said huskily as he tilted my head back against his chest.

He ran a thumb over my bottom lip and I opened my mouth slightly. He bent over me from behind and kissed me softly, tenderly. The kiss deepened as we tasted and explored.

?I want this, I want you,? I said while panting slightly. ?Let me text my husband, so he knows I will be a little longer getting back.?

I stepped away long enough to send the message but letting Allen know where we were at, in case he wanted to spy on us.

I returned to Robert, and he moved his hands to fondle my breasts from outside my silky blouse for just a moment before beginning to unbutton it. As our lips danced against one another with more confidence, I pulled my blouse out of my skirt and finished unbuttoning it. At the same time, his hands smoothly opened the front closure of my thin bra. His caresses were unhurried, lingering.

The ocean air and the feel of his soft but demanding hands on my bare body caused me to groan softly into his mouth. He turned me to face him without breaking our kiss and ran his hands up behind my blouse to caress my bare back and down over my skirt to cup my behind in his hands.

I was slowly unbuttoning his shirt, enjoying the reveal of his pecs and upper belly as each open button allowed the moonlight to shimmer on his skin. As I pulled his shirt open and up out of his pants he straightened up, breaking our lingering kiss and allowed me to explore his chest, back, and shoulders with my hands.

?There's a swing over there,? he said. ?Shall we??

I turned my head to look and saw that it was one of those padded swings with the fabric roof over it. I nodded and we walked arm in arm the short distance to it. We stood in front of it, watching each other disrobe. Taking in the shadows and curves of each others body in the moonlight. We stood there, 3 feet apart, taking in the visual pleasure of each other. Savoring every glint of moonlight. Finally, I took a few steps forward and ran my hand over his muscular belly.

He reached out and took my protruding nipple gently between his fingers before spreading his large hands out over my breast. We allowed our to explore each others body. I worked my way down over his hardening manhood and cupped his scrotum in my hand lightly. His eyes closed and he held onto my shoulders as I ran my hand up and down gently and slowly over his shaft. His buttocks tightened as I brought him to full arousal. Now and then he would open his eyes and look down to watch me stroke him softly.

Eventually, he stepped forward to press his body against mine and slipped his hands around to my backside. He used one big hand to pull my lower cheeks apart and to hold me tightly to his chest. His other hand snaked down the cleavage between cheeks. He bent to kiss my shoulder and worked up the side of my neck. He tongued my earlobe softly. His hard member pressed against my upper belly as he slipped his long probing fingers between my legs and began to tenderly explore the folds of my very warm center.

He fingered me gently until I was gasping softly in his ear. Gently he slipped a finger up inside me, pulling me up into him until I was up on my toes. I was swaying with the gentle motion of his hand moving inside me, his hard member throbbing slightly and rubbing firmly against my belly, his lips and warm breath on the sensitive side of my neck. My soft gasps turned to soft groans into his ear.

?Can you cum standing up?? he whispered delicately into my ear.

?Right now I could cum anywhere,? I gasped quietly in return.

His fingers probed deeper, finding every corner of my delicate insides. His long fingers probed the firm bud leading to my womb. My wetness flowed down over his hand as I began to shake slightly. My insides tightened around his wiggling fingers. My hands slipped around to his buttocks and I pulled him tighter into me. As my shaking intensified, my gasps and moans became more breathless. I exploded deeply, as my entire being melded with my surroundings.

The orgasm throbbed in my brain and I did not even realize Robert had pulled my legs up around his waist, holding me up by my backside, and carried me to the swing. He sat down so that I was straddled over him in his lap facing him. My hands moved to his soft hair as he lowered his head and hands to my breasts. The fondling and nibbling on my hard nipples only served to continue the throbbing inside my body. I needed him inside me. Not with a mad passion, but in quiet desperation.

I looked off into the nearby shadows to see that my husband had decided to take in the show. His pants were around his knees, and his hand was slowly stroking his eight inch shaft. Knowing he was there intensified my desire.

I pushed up on my knees to make room under me, and used my hand to slip Robert's hard rod into me. For many minutes I sat still with him twitching slightly inside me, my inner muscles gripping him greedily. He continued to orally and manually fondle my breasts and I moved my hands to his strong shoulders.

He began to pump me lightly and slowly at first but as the minutes went by his thrusts quickened and become deeper. My body moved in unison with him as naturally as if we had been lovers for a lifetime. He grew larger inside me, and my body responded. The wetness inside me flowed out and down over his balls down into the cushions of the swing. We were both gasping and moaning in deep passion.

The sound of our legs slapping softly as our moans mixed with the ocean waves. He pulled his face away from my breasts and put his head back, watching me. I rode atop him effortlessly as if we were created especially for each other. We both became lost in each other. My hands gripped his shoulders as my breasts bounced in his face.

?Robert, oh Robert? I gasped breathlessly. We continued to move against each other as he erupted inside me. His hot fluid splashed over my clit as we pumped. The suction on my clit pushed me to a new level, and I convulsed almost immediately into a second orgasm.

I had my arms wrapped around his head and shoulders as he held me tightly around my waist. Our chests heaved against each other as hot breath warmed each other's necks. Our breathing slowed, and he softened inside me. As we cooled, I felt the chilly ocean breeze on my back and moved to sit next to him in the swing. He ran his hand over my naked body telling me how beautiful I was.

?My turn now honey??

Robert was surprised to see Allen approach us, holding his pants up. His cock was sticking out hard and inviting.

?Who is this?? Robert inquired.

?My husband,? I replied. ?I texted him awhile ago, telling him what I had in mind. We like to play at times, but always make sure the other knows about it first.?

?I understand,? Robert said.

?Good, then watch this,? I replied, slipping Allen's cock into my mouth.

Robert leaned down, and licked my nipples, as I sucked my husband, inches above Robert's face. Then Allen exploded, filling with mouth with his tasty cream, my favorite treat.

Quietly we dressed and walked back to the resort. Robert went his way as we headed to our room. There we made love tenderly until I felt him cunning inside me. It was times like this that I was so glad to be married to such an understanding man.