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The Artist and the Model

Copyright© 2024 by Fearsalach

Chapter 14: Consummation

Romance Sex Story: Chapter 14: Consummation - Dan, an artist and single father, is still grieving his dead wife after five years.He is afraid he will never be ready to love again, until he hires a model to pose nude for him.

Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Cheating   Cousins   Interracial   Black Male   White Female   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Pregnancy   Safe Sex   Tit-Fucking  

Aquila was naked and on her back in Dan’s bed. Dan was lying on top of her; her breasts were crushed between them and her nipples nestled in the hair in his chest. She clasped him tightly in her arms, and hooked her heels behind his knees. His dick pumped in and out of her pussy, and she could feel her orgasm coming. It only wanted one thing.

“Come inside me, Dan,” she said. “Make me pregnant. I want to have your child.”

DING DONG! DING DONG!

The doorbell woke her from her dream. She was disoriented for a few moments, then remembered being in Dan’s house last night. She had a headache, but her stomach was only slightly upset. She was on the couch, and a quick check showed her that she still was fully dressed apart from her shoes; her panties were damp but she had them on. She heard the door being opened, and voices.

“Hello Dan, is Anita ready?”

“Anita! LaShonda and her mom are here to take you on her birthday treat. Happy birthday, LaShonda.”

Anita ran up and thrust a present into LaShonda’s arms. “Happy birthday, LaShonda,” she said. “And here’s your birthday card. Daddy painted it.”

“Hang onto it, it might be worth money some day,” said Dan.

“Yeah, right,” said Whitney. “Come along, girls. We still have to pick up Karen, Kylie and Lynn.” And they went off.

Dan closed the door and looked over the divider.

“Oh, you’re awake,” he said. “You looked so peaceful sleeping there I didn’t wake you. Anita and her friends are being taken to Pokémon Park as a birthday treat for our neighbor LaShonda. If you want to have a shower, the bathroom is at the end there. There’s a clean dressing gown hanging up. Pancakes and maple syrup OK for breakfast?”

A few minutes later Aquila appeared in the kitchen wearing only the dressing gown and with wet hair. A shower and a drink of water had made her feel a lot happier. She sat at the table where Dan indicated, as he poured coffee for her and himself. She watched him pouring pancake batter into a pan, then flipping the pancake and when it was done, sliding it onto the plate in front of her.

“How many pancakes?” he asked.

“Two, please.”

Dan started to make another pancake while she ate the first one. As she had done before when he was drawing her, she watched his hands at the task, and the thought of them on her body filled her imagination.

“Eat,” he said, putting the second pancake on her plate. “I had some earlier with Anita.” He sat down opposite her, and took a sip of coffee.

“How are you this morning?” he asked.

“Fine. These are very good pancakes.”

“I had to teach myself to cook after my wife got sick,” he said. “I think can cook okay now. Simple things, anyway. Would you like some blueberries? I think I have some in the fridge.”

“Yes, please.”

She admired his tight waist and butt in his chinos as he bent to take the fruit out of the refrigerator. His t-shirt was a little too small and she could see an inch-wide gap between the hem and his belt. The sight of his bare skin excited her even more. He turned back and placed the container in front of her, then drank some more coffee.

They chatted pleasantly as she finished her breakfast. She deliberately allowed the dressing gown to fall open to expose most of her breasts. “Though he’s seen me naked for hours,” she thought. “Maybe it’s not as stimulating as it might be.”

She finished her breakfast and Dan stood up to take her plate. She stood up also, and their heads bumped together as they reached for it at the same time. They looked in each other’s eyes, and laughed. Dan leaned forward to kiss her, and her tongue went into his mouth as the dressing gown fell completely open. He reached up to take a breast in his hand, and squeezed gently. She took his penis in her hand and rubbed it up and down. He knelt in front of her, then pressed his face to her bush. Her hair was damp, her labia were parted, and she smelled and tasted good. He licked her clitoris and she sighed happily. What she had dreamed of was going to happen. The thought filled her body with langourous pleasure. She held his head as he gripped a cheek of her ass in each hand, still licking and thrusting his tongue into her pussy.

“Yes, Dan,” she said, “yes.”

He stood up, picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, her arms around his neck. He set her sitting on the bed, and started to take his clothes off. She lay back and spread her legs. He knelt down, and started to kiss his way along her thigh.

“Never mind the foreplay, Dan, just make love to me now,” she said “I want it more than I’ve ever wanted anything.”

He put on a condom, and slowly pushed into her, then lay on her and started to move his hips. It was just as it had been in her dream, but now it was real. Her orgasm came so quickly it surprised her, and he came immediately after her. He rolled off her, and they lay together as the sweat cooled on their bodies.

“Oh Aquila, I’ve wanted to do that since the moment I set eyes on you,” he said.

“Me too,” she said.

He snuggled up to her and put his head on her breast. She stroked his cheek with her fingers. They both luxuriated in the afterglow for a while.

“Tell me all about yourself,” he said. “What happened with you and your husband?”

“Oh, that bastard,” she said. “He was such a liar. He captivated me before we were married, and then just treated me as a domestic slave and money provider afterwards. I stayed with him for far too long.”

“Did he beat you?”

“Oh, no, I wouldn’t have stood for that. He smacked my ass once when we were making out, and I told him sharply not to do that again. To be fair to him, he never did. Towards the end we hardly ever had sex, and when we did I had to initiate it. The last straw was after I had finished posing for you; I came home early and caught him screwing my best friend Cass. I left him within the hour and haven’t seen him since. My lawyer handled all the divorce details. He got the house. I couldn’t be bothered fighting him. He couldn’t meet the repayments and was evicted. I don’t know where he is now or what he is doing, and I don’t care.”

“He cheated on you with Cass? You seemed to be on good terms with her yesterday.”

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