The Artist and the Model
Copyright© 2024 by Fearsalach
Chapter 15: Happily Ever After
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 15: Happily Ever After - 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
After a long sleep and a leisurely morning, Aquila remembered that she had left the engravings Dan had given her in the trunk of his car. It was a lovely day, and she decided to go over to Dan’s to retrieve them. And maybe get something more from him, as well. She put on a sports bra, t-shirt and shorts, and ran over to Dan’s. That way, if he wasn’t in, she would just run back and get a week’s worth of exercise over with.
When she arrived at Dan’s the upstairs windows were open, and she could hear Dan singing Baby Face in a cracked tenor. She rang the bell, but he didn’t hear her. She noticed the door was open a crack, and she pushed it fully open.
“Dan!” she shouted. Still no response.
She went in and up the stairs. Dan was hand-coloring a print with watercolors. He looked up when she came in the door of the studio.
“Aquila! Come in!” he said.
“Am I your baby face?” she asked, teasingly.
He went over and put his arms around her.
“I’m definitely in heaven when I feel your warm embrace,” he said, and bent to kiss her.
“You’re all sweaty,” he said when he surfaced. “Would you like a shower?”
“Will you join me?”
“Of course.”
They went to the shower, took off their clothes, and went under the water. He soaped and rubbed her, paying particular attention to her breasts, bottom and loins. She did the same for him, making sure his dick and balls were very clean. She turned her back to him, and he poured some shampoo on her head, massaging her scalp and working it into her hair with his fingers, while she reached back and gripped his cock, moving her hand up and down. Then she knelt and took him in her mouth. She licked and kissed along his cock and played gently with his balls, while he rinsed her hair, then turned off the water. He wanted to come, but not just yet.
“Let me dry your hair,” he said.
She sat on a low stool while he rubbed her hair with a towel. He stood behind her and combed out her long tresses, and blow-dried them with a hairdryer, brushing her hair with Anita’s hairbrush. After he was finished, he set the brush and hairdryer aside, and leaned over her to take a breast in each hand. He caressed each one, and pulled and pinched the nipples gently between thumb and forefinger. He bent to kiss the back of her neck, and she turned her head and body to meet his kiss.
“Take me to your bed,” she said.
He took her by the hand and raised her up, and they walked hand-in-hand to the bedroom.
“What would you like me to do to please you?” she asked.
“Sit down,” he said. “Spread your legs.”
He knelt between them, and started to kiss up along her thigh. This time she was in no hurry. He kissed up to the top, and then round to the other thigh, but avoiding her pussy. He kissed along the other thigh, and then down her leg.
“You have beautiful feet,” he said, and started to suck each toe in turn. Then he did the same for the other foot. He worked back up her leg till he reached her pussy. He parted her lips with his fingers, and blew into it. She giggled.
He kissed the soft crease between her thigh and outer lips, and flicked it with his tongue, alternating with the other side. Then he moved to the groove between her inner and outer labia. Her opening parted and the scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, as he ran his tongue along her slit, then sucked her clitoris into his mouth. He inserted a finger into her and started to work it in and out, still sucking on her clitoris and running his tongue round and round it. She started to breathe heavily, and played with her breasts, squeezing them and twiddling the nipples.
“Oh yes oh yes, oh yes,” she said. “Oh Dan, Dan, Dan, OH YESSS!” as her hips bucked into his face, and she flopped back from her sitting position. He waited until she had stopped shuddering, then moved up beside her and kissed her deeply. He ran his hand up and down her side and back, and caressed and squeezed her bottom.
“That was wonderful, Dan,” she said. “Now fuck me and fuck me good.”
He moved between her legs and rubbed the tip of his cock along her slit. She took it in her hand and pulled on it; taking the hint he pushed it in. She was wet and aroused, but tight. He waited a moment to savor the sensation when he was all the way in. He lay on top of her and started to ride her with a steady rhythm, when he felt his orgasm coming he pulled out to cool down a little.
“No, don’t go. Put it back!” she said.
“I don’t want to come too soon,” he said.
“No, I want you to come,” she said. “You deserve it, and so do I.”
So he started to plunge in and out of her more vigorously, until he felt the familiar sensation in his loins.