Evening 3  

Celas_victoria 33M/38F
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11/13/2005 9:02 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Evening 3


* She stands in her studio in front of a huge piece of canvas stretched from the ceiling to the floor. On her pallet she has Titanium White, Brilliant Yellow, Bordeaux, Cadmium Red, Phlhalo Green, Brilliant Blue and Creulean Blue. With all her energy and skill she takes her 1 inch brush and puts paint on it. She notices that there isn’t any music in the back ground so she picks up the remote and turns on the stereo. With the rage full music that she loves so much, she put the paint on the canvas with massive fury. From out side the room, he stood there quiet as could be and watched her body move with the music. He sees her passion and wants some for his own. He is very afraid that when the night comes that she will be all spent. He comes up from behind her and grasps her bosom. He notices that under the very tight white tank that she isn’t wearing a bra today. He takes her neck and kisses her very forcefully and passionately, nipping and biting as she moans heavily. He spins her around and reaches for the tail of her shirt. He pulls the shirt up over her head and the paint brush is still in her hand. She can’t help but to get paint on him. He doesn’t seem to care. He backs her up to her painting. The wet paint imprints to her backside. He kisses her neck, chest, and nips at her breast. Without even thinking she grabs the back of his hair to hold on for dear life. He makes his way down her body, straight down to her jeans. He unbuttons them with a fury similar to her painting. He can’t wait to have her. He pulls her out of her jeans and discards them quickly, until she is left standing in a pair of white cotton panties. With an evil grin, he takes his fingers to her paint pallet and runs his fingers through blue and then the green. Takes the paint to her body and runs it from her chest to her stomach down her leg and with the excess he smears it all over her. She is so turned on that her blood boils inside. She reaches for his shirt collar. Inside the voice is telling her, ‘that shirt is coming off’. With all she has, she unbuttons his shirt. With clothes flying and paint everywhere, he pulls her legs out from underneath her and rolls up his shirt and places it under her head as a pillow. He runs his hands all over her body, grasps her breasts and leans forward teasing her nipples with his tongue. He gazes at her and tells her in such confidence “I want and desire you so badly” he reaches for her hand and slides it down his pants until she can feel him. She is taken back to how incredibly hard he is. She looks into his eyes, with his piercingly blue eyes; she knows that she isn’t leaving the room for a long while. He crawls back up to her and says, “Can I have you?” without hesitation yes says “yes!” With that, what clothes were still on, were now off. He took his hands and ran them between her legs. He could feel how warm she was. He took a finger and placed it on her piercing she had down there, rubbing her clit. He watched her eyes glazed over and look at him with such reverence. She tried to tell him with her eyes that she wanted him inside her but she didn’t have the words. He took his finger and slid it between her lips he could feel how wet she was and that sensation drove him crazy. With a controlled force he pushed his fingers inside her as he watched her move and moan toward him. He could feel her quiver inside. He knew that she was ready but he wanted to see her urn for him; to almost beg him with her body and she did. She reached for his face started to kiss him like he had never been kissed before. With her body she positioned him on top of her. She could feel him so hard against her she couldn’t stand it. She reached for him so she could put him inside her and he wouldn’t let her. He was so eager to have her that he was going to tease her just a bit longer, not much. When he almost couldn’t stand it any longer; he grabbed her arms and put them over her head. With one hand he pinned her and with the other he took himself and teased her horribly. And as fast as it all started he was inside of her and all she could do was scream out. He made incredible love to her in her studio. He pleased every part of her body. Paint was everywhere and they didn’t care. With every orgasm she had he looked into her eyes. He wanted to see as well as feel her burst every time. He wanted her to cry out in ecstasy and to hold nothing back. She longed for such a time with him. Every push and stroke was as if she was in heaven and she was. They made love to each other so passionately and intensively that sweat was beading off of them. She had climaxed so many times that is was finally his turn. He told at her and that he was there. Without him even thinking he tried to pull away from her, but she kept him with her and let him explode inside her. She could feel him throbbing inside of her it was almost more than she could bear. They held each other for what seem for hours in her studio. One of her songs on her cd played and it seemed to fit the mood for what she was feeling.Afterwards trying to create beautiful pieces of art was a lot to ask for because she always wondered if he was there watching her. Actually she was hoping that he was.

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