The Artist
Copyright© 2026 by Techman1952
Chapter 1
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A young man is born with two gifts, an eidetic memory and the ability of his hand to draw an exact representation of those images on paper. He discovers that he loves drawing the female form at an early age. This leads him to discover sex and that shapes his life’s work and journey! But to understand how you’ll have to read the story!
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter Swinging Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie First Fisting Squirting Small Breasts
Justin Green is a fourteen year old twin, his twin sister, Beth, was popular at school, while he was more reclusive. He was shy and kept to himself, he was well liked, he had friends, but he would just rather be alone. He was a very good artist and most of his time was spent in perfecting his style of drawing. For the most part he enjoyed doing pencil sketches. It was simple, and using a minimum of tools he could produce excellent drawings almost anywhere. An incident happened when he was fourteen that had shaped his life, as well as his art.
Justin had to pee, he had been holding it for almost an hour. He had been at the park doing some sketches of the landscape, playground equipment, and kids playing, when the urge first began. A bunch of guys known for making trouble, were hanging out around the restrooms, mostly harassing girls as they went in and out. He knew that they would pick on him if he went over there, they had before, so he didn’t go, he held it. He had wanted to stop at a tree or bush on the way home while riding his bike, but there hadn’t been an opportunity to stop in privacy.
By the time he got home it had become an emergency, he dropped his bike by the driveway, and ran through the back door, then down the hall to the bathroom he shared with his twin sister. In his haste he barged through the door and unzipped his pants and just managed to hold his stream until his aim was good, then with a sigh he released his urine into the toilet bowl. It wasn’t until the pressure was relieved that he became aware that he wasn’t alone in the bathroom. His sister was standing close by, it wasn’t a large bathroom, and she was staring at what was in his hand.
She had just turned off the water as she completed her shower, and was about to move the shower curtain when she heard him run in. She grabbed a towel and was drying off behind the shower curtain, when the sound of his pee started to hit the water with a lot of force. She was curious, she hadn’t seen her brother naked since their Mom insisted they separate when they were ten years old. No explanation had been given, just that they could no longer share a bedroom and they couldn’t share a bathtub. It had been traumatic to both of them. They had been very close, they still were, but never as close as they had been.
She stepped out of the tub and was drying her hair as she watched him pee standing up. His pee pee had grown since the last time she had seen it four years ago. He was almost six feet tall, with a slim build and overall, he was nice to look at. She was fascinated by how he could aim his pee and she suddenly had an urge to do it for him. She dropped her towel and stood next to him, then reached out and took hold of his penis and played with the stream for the last few seconds.
“Sorry Justin, I just had to try it, please forgive me!”
“You can help me anytime, sis! But turnabout is fair, you should let me watch you pee sometime!”
“I have to go now, Mom will be getting home soon and she would kill us if she knew we were naked together! How about after school tomorrow?”
She let go of his penis, which had grown a lot as she held it. It had been an interesting experience, one she hoped they would repeat often. There was so much they could teach one another.
Not five minutes after they had left the bathroom and she had gotten dressed, their Mom came in the front door. She was a legal secretary for a well known lawyer in town. They lived in a house that had been built by her husband on ten acres that had been given to her as a wedding present from her parents. Her Dad farmed over three thousand acres that he owned, and leased over a thousand more. This part of his property was forested and hilly, so it wasn’t suited for farming. It backed up to the Sam Houston National Forest, which encompassed 163,037 acres.
Justin tucked his cock back into his Levi’s and carefully zipped the fly closed. He had learned the hard way, that when you don’t wear underwear, you don’t zip the zipper fast! He was in his room when he heard his Mom’s car driving up the quarter of a mile long driveway. The crunch of the tires on the gravel was easy to hear. He went to the kitchen to greet her and help with the groceries.
His Mom worked as a Legal Secretary for the law firm of Johnson and Pettit in downtown Huntsville, Texas. Their Dad had died of Colon Cancer four years before. It had been bad, the only blessing was that it had been quick, three months from diagnosis to death. Everyone still missed him, he had been a great dad!
Justin carried in twelve plastic bags of groceries in two trips, then helped put everything away. Beth helped too, so it went quick. Beth stayed to help start supper, Justin went back to his room, and started another sketch of his sister, she was about his only model, he drew her mostly from memory. She didn’t know about all of the naked drawings, only the ones where she wore clothes. She didn’t know about any of the fifty or so sketches he had made of her naked, and in very immodest poses, in most of them. But until today, when he burst in on her shower, he had not seen her pussy since they were ten years old, just before they were separated. She also hadn’t had any breasts either. So the naked drawings all showed a more immature view of what had up to now hidden from his view. But he got a good look at everything today, and once he sees something, he has almost perfect recall! In truth he has an Eidetic memory, he can look at a person or object and remember every detail in order to draw it perfectly later. More than half of the sketches were accurate though, he had been drawing her since he was six. He had a gift, his hand created exact representations of what his mind visualized. With perfect recall the resultant sketches looked more like black and white photographs. They had gotten progressively better over the years too, don’t believe for a second that his early sketches were as good as his present ones, but even then they were better than most adults could draw.
Justin had become enchanted with his sister’s female form, especially the difference between her and him. He also found out early on that drawing those parts was frowned on by his mother. A couple of spankings for leaving drawings of that nature where she could see them, drove home the need for keeping this particular form of art strictly private, and well hidden!
He bought some high quality sketch books from Amazon using his own account that had been funded by his father before he died. He indulged his two kids with almost anything. Knowing how interested in art he was, his father had funded an account with Amazon so that he could purchase the art supplies he needed.
He bought three Castle high quality 9” X 12” spiral bound two hundred page sketchbooks for thirty dollars each. Along with that he bought a lockbox large enough to hold them and some high end 3H and 4H artist pencils and a way to sharpen them.
Once those supplies were delivered he and his sister got together in their special place, a clearing in the forest their grandparents farm backed up to. There they would strip naked and explore each other. Already close even for twins, this activity brought them even closer, as secrets often do. He learned about the anatomy of girls and practiced drawing hers in minutest detail.
Going to school opened a new realm of possibilities for Justin, there were other girls besides his sister, he had seen them on playgrounds and even played with them at daycare, but now he saw them as being more subjects to sketch, and that brought up new questions. Did they all look the same? And how could he find out if they did?
The question had resolved itself when he was eleven years old when he went on a week long Cub Scout camping trip. There, in the showers, he found out that boys’ parts were all different, and if boys were different in that regard, it stood to reason that girls would be different too! So rather than just drawing his sister he began to draw other girls and changed the way they looked down there. Not knowing, he sometimes went way off the rails in his depictions.
Their friend Kelly, whom they have known since preschool at Mrs. Smith’s Daycare when they were all four years old, was his second model; he had started drawing her naked, imagining just how different they were. Some of the drawings were very outlandish, others came remarkably close to the real thing. But he wouldn’t find that out for several more years.
By the time he entered Middle School, he was known as a loner. He would sit by himself in the cafeteria at lunch with a wall to his back if possible. Even though he was tall, he didn’t play sports, he simply enjoyed practicing his art. He started picking a different girl to draw every day at lunch. He almost always drew two drawings of the selected girl at the same time, in the same pose, in one she was wearing the clothes she had on that day, and in the other she would be naked. More than once doing both at the same time had saved him, and the girl, from an embarrassing situation when someone would sneak up on him from behind. What he didn’t know was that Kelly had been watching him. She saw that he was working on two sheets of his expensive drawing paper at a time. Why would he do that? She decided that she was going to find out!
After the incident in the bathroom, Beth had started thinking of what she had seen and felt. She had been secretly touching her kitty since she was twelve and found that it made her tingle. Now at fourteen, she put together those sketchy things they had mentioned in the sex education portion of the curriculum in her Health class. And figured out the mechanics involved in putting part “A” into part “B” and exactly what and where those parts were. She wanted to learn more. Their Mom had installed a program on both of their laptops that prevented access to questionable websites, primarily the XXX rated variety.
Both of the twins were very smart, but Beth was very smart about computers. She did a little research and found out how to work around the blocking program. Suddenly she found more than she had ever imagined, she also found that getting the good stuff costs money, a lot of money! So she started looking for free stuff. She found a place called pornhub.com, and another called motherless.com. She really liked the motherless website! She also discovered that not only did she like looking at men’s penis’ she liked looking at pussy too! She watched videos of girl girl lesbian action and became so wet that she ended up feeling her kitty until she experienced her very first orgasm.
The explosive feeling and contractions her body experienced solidified her desire for both sexes. She wanted to hold her twin brother’s penis in her hand again, she wanted to see how it felt in her mouth and how it would feel thrusting in and out of her pussy. But she also wanted to know what another girl’s pussy looked and tasted like, she would suck her own juices off of her fingers, but how would it taste and feel as her tongue licked and sucked those juices from another girl’s pussy lips? Right away she thought of her best friend and confidant, Kelly!
Her brother had told her that she could help him pee anytime she wanted, so the next afternoon their mother was gone and she heard him go into their shared bathroom, she went in there too. He was just getting his penis out of his pants,
“Justin, you said anytime I wanted to help you would let me. I want to help you now!” Justin, removed his hands and let his sister control the aim of his stream. She did a good job and kept all of his urine in the bowl. He showed her how to get the last little bit out of his dick, a little stroke and shake. But rather than putting it back in his pants, she turned him toward her and dropped to her knees.
To his surprise and amazement, she put his dick in her mouth and began to move her head back and forth with her lips locked around it and with a gentle sucking. She tried to take it too deep and gagged a little bit. But she kept trying even though she had tears streaming from her eyes and snot coming out of her nose, she kept trying. Then she started to swallow as his dick went deep. Soon her nose was being tickled by his pubic hair! She had his entire seven plus inches in her mouth and throat. Suddenly, his pleasure reached a point of no return and he warned her, “Sis, I’m cumming!”
Well schooled from watching many videos, she knew what was happening, she grabbed both of his ass cheeks and pulled him into her mouth and throat as deep as possible. His hands had grabbed her head and pulled her head in the same instant. Five squirts went directly into her stomach, she received her first taste of his cum as she backed off from his root and keeping the suction, managed to pull some cum onto her tongue. It didn’t taste bad, not that it would ever be a top ten flavor, but she saw no need to spit it out either.
“Beth, where did you learn to do that! That was fantastic!”
“I learned to do it by watching videos on motherless.com and practicing with a cucumber!”
“But our laptops are blocked!”
“It wasn’t very difficult to find a way around the block, I can fix yours if you want!”
“Hell yes, I want!”
They went to Justin’s room and Beth showed him the workaround procedure. Then she showed how to delete his browser history, so no one would know what he had been watching. They sat on his bed and she showed him the motherless.com website. They looked at it together, his cock began to get bigger again as they looked at pictures of naked women and older teenagers. Then a piece of art, a sketch appeared, clicking on it a very well drawn image of a mother and daughter being nasty with a dildo appeared, it was signed Rebecca.
Noticing his obvious interest, she clicked on the name in the bar below the Favorite heart, pages of the artist’s work appeared. Her brother got excited. Curious she asked him,
“Justin, why does this excite you so much? I know you love art but I didn’t think you were into this kind of drawing!”
With a kind of caught in the headlights look, Justin decided to be honest and not only tell her, but show her his most secret of secrets!
“Beth, I’ve never shared this with anyone before, but I’m in love with drawing nude girls! The drawings you have seen of clothed girls are only half of the drawings I actually do! For every clothed drawing there is also one of the same girl naked in the same pose! Would you like to see them?”
“Of course I want to see them! I have a secret too! I am attracted to girls sexually, as well as boys! I’m bisexual!”
“Wow, sis, I didn’t know! I hope you like these!”
Justin pulled the lock box he had gotten from Amazon out from under his bed and unlocked it with a key on a bead chain from around his neck. The box was almost half full with eight expensive high quality sketch pads he used to draw on.
He pulled them all out, and starting with the oldest, which was on the bottom, he opened it and they looked at both versions of the sketches. Beth noticed that the nude girls had the same looking pussy.
“Yours was the only one I had seen, so they all look the same as yours did when we used to bathe together, until mom made us stop when we were ten.”
The sketches were all good, but continued to get better as they went through them one at a time. She recognized many of the girls and could even describe how some of the girls’ pussy looked like from the mandatory showers after PE. She had to laugh at some of the depictions of vulva way too large or even turned ninety degrees from normal. Never maliciously though! She understood the problem her brother had, a lack of visual reference to call on.
As they were looking at the drawings, they began to more resemble black and white photographs rather than artwork. And Beth started to get turned on, her pussy was getting wet and she could smell her own excitement. Unable to stand it anymore she took off her shorts and panties together, grabbed her brother’s hand and started rubbing it furiously over her pussy.
“Eat my pussy brother! Eat me please! Ohhhh! More, eat me!”
As she moaned out her demands, she was pushing his head down toward her sexual center, at first he resisted, but when it sank in what she wanted him to do, he enthusiastically complied! He began to lick and suck the lips of her extremely wet pussy. He found the taste was slightly sweet and tart, but he loved doing this. Lavishing her clit with sucking and licks that drove her over the edge and she erupted in the best orgasm of her life!
They cuddled together as they both began to come off the most exciting and sexually satisfying experience of their lives, they began to talk and plan about doing this some more and including other people, especially Kelly!
They both remembered a place, a secret place they used to go and play, it was outside their property lines in the National Forest. It was a small clearing with a natural spring fed pool where they used to watch deer come to drink. It would be perfect! But it was a weekday and school was in session so they would have to wait until Saturday. They could start gathering the things they would need, foremost among them was a blanket to spread on the pine needles, towels if they went swimming, drinks, food, and of course Justin’s art supplies. They would invite Kelly too!
The next day at lunch, Justin sat as he usually did, alone, with his back to a wall away from his classmates. Today he was drawing a girl he has known since Kindergarten, her name was Nancy Miller, she is very cute, her breasts were bigger than most of the eighth grade girls and she had curves, her hips were moderately wide. She has long straight blonde hair, blue eyes and a sweet disposition. As usual he was drawing both clothed and not. He was almost finished with both sketches, at least the figure herself. The foreground and background he would do later, or not, as the mood struck him.
Engrossed in the drawing and in the subject matter he failed to hear the barefooted Kelly as she silently approached him from the side, staying close to the wall, until she arrived directly behind him. She peeked over his shoulder and almost gasped at the nude image of her longtime friend Nancy. But he had drawn her wrong! Without thinking she whispered,
“Her titties are more firm, a little smaller and her nipples are longer and larger in diameter, her areola are half the diameter you’ve drawn. Her pussy lips are slightly smaller too! And her pussy tastes as sweet as a fresh honeydew melon!”
For his part, it was amazing the amount of self control and restraint he exhibited. He hadn’t jumped or moved in any way. He had continued to draw as if nothing had happened at all, that he hadn’t been caught drawing Nancy in her altogether. He knew that a display of any sort could lead to his undoing. He calmly began to erase the nipples and areola of each breast and changed the contour of the bottom of her breast, taking a bit of sag away. Then asked
Kelly, whose whispered voice he had recognized, if that was better.
At feeling her nod, he erased those lines that were no longer needed, then moved down the drawing to her pussy and made her inner lips slightly smaller. The word “perfect” was whispered in his ear, followed by a lick of his left ear. He finished both drawings just before the bell and went to class.
Beth had invited Kelly to join them at the secret spot Saturday morning at ten o’clock, weather permitting. Kelly had told her that she would be there! They split up responsibilities for bringing things.
All week Justin went back and studied the artwork of Rebecca, she was into light BDSM. He also discovered she had published a series of comic strips under the title of “Housewives At Play”. They were all excellent, he learned a lot from her and thought he might try to do something like she had in the future.
He also looked at pussy pictures on Motherless, noting the great variety there was. He compared those of different races and countries, Black, Asian, Pacific Islander, Arab, Hispanic, Chinese, Russian, British, French, and American. The most notable differences were in color, as far as structure, they were as diverse as the number of them he viewed. He also tried to discern if the parts of a girl’s face had a relationship to what her pussy would look like. Did a large nose mean that the girl’s clit was large too? Did the girl’s small ears mean her labia were also small, or did thin upper lips mean that the lower ones were big or vice versa? In the end he decided that there was no correlation of one body part to any other body part. They were just another example of rolling the genetic dice, you got what you got. Though most likely you would exhibit some traits of both or one or the other parent, but even that wasn’t guaranteed.
But he now had a mental library of literally thousands of shapes, colors and sizes in which to choose from to insert into the appropriate place and onto any girl he felt like bestowing one on. By far, guessing breast sizes were easier, until he saw the padded bras his sister sometimes wore, her perfect “A” cup breasts went up to a “C” cup in an instant! Then nipples and areola, they were just as diverse as pussy’s were! So he dutifully studied all the different permutations of naked female breasts, from the flat chest and small areola of Melissa Ashley, to the ginormous breasts of a stripper whose breasts hung past her waist and couldn’t be held by twenty large hands. He decided from all his research that he liked the small breasts from “AAA” to “B” cups with small areola and thick medium size nipples, all slightly darker than the light coral color that almost made them invisible.
But, truth be known, he also believed in the line from Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young’s song, paraphrased, “If you can’t be with the kind you love, lick the kind you’re with!” That just seemed to solve everything! Girls have no control over the course their bodies may take, other than eating right and exercise, but even then, after a baby or two with the changes incurred with pregnancy in metabolism, hormonal, and chemical balances in their bodies, they would change. The absolute truth is that only a shallow self absorbed asshole, marries someone for their shape or physical beauty, true happiness is found in finding your soul mate, someone with similar interests, sense of humor, and outlook on life along with a myriad of other factors that may or may not be important to any other person or people.
To recognize that at the age of fourteen was remarkable, now if he would only remember it!
On Saturday morning they were up and out of the house early explaining to their Mom that they were going to have a picnic with Kelly. After being told to stay on the property, a rule they already knew they would be violating, they left in a general direction away from their ultimate destination. Once out of sight they circled around and picked up items they had placed that might raise suspicion if noticed by their mother. Primarily the towels. Their mother didn’t need to know about the pool or the skinny dipping in it!
They arrived about five minutes early and set about preparing everything. First, they policed the area of the clearing, getting rid of pine cones as well as fallen sticks and branches. Then they spread the blanket and laid out the food they had brought. They sat on the blanket and were looking at more drawings of girls that he had drawn, classmates and from grade levels above and below theirs. Some of them, they didn’t even know the girls name or grade level. Just as they turned to a drawing of one of their favorite teachers, a sixth grade Language Arts teacher, Kelly walked into the glade. She too had brought a blanket. They helped her spread it overlapping the two before everyone started looking at the drawing of the twenty three year old first year teacher they all loved. She wasn’t classically beautiful, but was very cute in a homespun country girl way. The drawing captured her face perfectly as she sat in her teacher’s high back chair with arms and a spring that allowed the teacher to lean back or sit up straight. Her legs were draped over the armrests and that had caused her pussy lips to separate, exposing her clit, urethra, and the entrance to her vagina. Her index finger of her right hand was under her thigh and buried to the first joint in her asshole. And her left hand was at her small “A” cup right breast pinching a turgid nipple between her thumb and index finger. Her eyes were almost begging the observer to come and lick everything that was available. Her lips were separated and her tongue was barely sticking out invitingly. On the dry erase board behind her was written repeatedly “I will not draw pictures in class!” A nuance that he had picked up from Rebecca’s drawings.
Kelly asked for and received permission from Justin to take a photograph of the artwork that already looked like a photograph. None of them would have ever believed how taking that one photograph would change their lives!
All three of them had gotten so horney looking at the drawing that they started stripping. All three of them were soon naked, Kelly watched as Beth practically inhaled her twin brother’s cock and stuck her dripping wet pussy in her face. Not shy, but a little tentative, even though she had actually licked several girl’s pussies before, she licked from her friend’s clit all the way to her taint. She found the taste to be similar to her own, the smooth texture, the wonderful intoxicating smell drew her in and she buried her tongue between the folds and sucked them into her mouth like a starving woman discovering that she loved oysters on the half shell. Her nose was brushing Beth’s asshole, heightening the feeling building inside of her. Kelly’s tongue found her clit and concentrated on sucking and strumming it with her tongue! The resultant explosion of orgasmic delight elicited a scream that would have definitely convinced Rick Dyer of the existence of Big Foot. Beth collapsed semiconscious, so Kelly engulfed the cock she had left standing alone, into her throat.
Always the gentleman, Justin helped her turn around and began eating her beautiful pussy while she was sucking his cock. It was a close thing but Justin orgasmed just a second ahead of his lifelong friend. His five squirts of cum shot mostly straight into the girl’s stomach. She raised her head and caught the last little bit in her mouth, finding the taste to be alright after sloshing it around awhile then swallowing it. Justin’s face was covered in girl cum, Kelly had squirted when her orgasm hit. He didn’t mind at all and gathered up as much as he could, and fed it to his sister who had regained her senses in time to witness the display. She licked the remaining juices from his face and neck.
Justin needed some time to recharge, the girls didn’t, they rolled into a “69” position with Kelly on top, and fitting perfectly together started eating each other. Justin grabbed his sketchbook and pencils and no longer feeling drowsy, began to draw. Twenty minutes and at least four small orgasms each, followed by a huge one, the girls fell asleep. Justin finished the drawing and just had time to lock everything up before he too succumbed to Morpheus.
They woke to the cry of an obnoxious crow over two hours later. They jumped in the chilly underground spring fed water of the pool and played around a little, it was much too small to swim, being about the size of two bathtubs but about four feet deep with a sand bottom. They got out and dried off, then washed the blankets and hung them over some smaller pine trees to dry. They ate sitting on the soft pine needles and spoke of school and other subjects that popped into their teenage heads. A slight breeze and the hot late September Texas sun dried the light blankets and they were able to dress and go home in separate directions.
Kelly wasn’t expecting what was waiting on her when she arrived home. As soon as she walked in the door her father cornered her and demanded to know where she had been. She honestly told him she had been on a picnic with Justin and Beth in a clearing in the woods on their families property. She did lie about that little detail.
But her father, who was home early for a Saturday, didn’t believe her. When she continued to give the same explanation, he finally showed her the picture. It was dated today at 11:37 and was the picture she had taken of the teacher in the chair lasciviously displayed in all her glory!
Without informing his daughter, when he set up the account with the Mobile Phone company he had put his daughter’s and his wife’s phones on a family share plan, every photograph they took with their iPhones, he received a copy. His iPhone didn’t send his pictures to them though, he could also access their text messages. He thought it was a great way to keep tabs on his family! He was vindicated by the pornographic photo he received today, she had to have gone to school and met with this teacher that he recognized as being a seventh grade Language Arts teacher in her first year in the district.
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