Where it happened: Art studio
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
Can you fantasize the most perfect way to lose your virginity? Not just lose it, but have it taken from you in the most unbelievable way possible that leaves any further sexual action far back in second place for the rest of your life. That’s how it has been for me. In the ten
years since it happened I’ve had lots of girl friends and enjoyed some great bodies, but nothing has come close since that Saturday afternoon one day after by 17th birthday.
We lived in a university town and my father owned a large house that he rented out to students. Some years it was all guys, other years it was girls. For the past two years it had been rented to girls. And for the past two years my job every Saturday was to cut the grass in the large yard, do the edging, rake it all and set out the bags for trash pickup.
When I was a 15 year old kid I’d sneak glances at the girls who would usually lay out in the back yard in their bikinis. They didn’t even notice me. Last year when I was 16 things had started to change. I grew about 4 inches height and added about 25 pounds. My face started to clear and I’d left that awkward adolescent body behind. Then they seemed to watch me almost as much as I watched them. On the hot days I’d pull off my shirt and work in cutoffs and sneakers. One or two of the girls would always call for me to come over and have a cold drink, or ask if I wanted to sit and rest. They’d tease me, calling me
“stud” or “sexy”, or make suggestive comments about my body. It was embarrassing but I kind of liked it too.
By the time I’d started mowing this summer I had added a couple more inches and really filled out in the chest, arms, and legs…about six feet tall and 165 pounds. All kinds of girls at school hung around with me, called me at home, and were generally pests. I only wanted to play basketball, and while I had a lot a friends who were girls, I didn’t have a girlfriend. I was a virgin…pure as the new fallen snow.
It was summer quarter and the July 4th weekend was approaching. All but two of the girls had gone home for the break on that day I went to do the yard work. Still in the house were Sandy and Karen, two girls who I had known since they first moved there and the two that had teased me the most.
The grass that day was real high and it was a hard, hot job. Karen and Sandy were out back sitting in chairs on the patio with their feet in a kiddy swimming pool. I was working in my usual attire, cutoffs and sneakers. After finishing the mowing it was time to rake and bag the clippings. I’d hardly gotten started when suddenly I was hit by a blast of cold water from behind. Sandy had the garden hose and was laughing as she sprayed me saying, that I looked hot and needed a break.
I was hot, but it wasn’t the weather. Sandy was dressed in bikini bottoms and a t-shirt. She had long blond hard tied up on her head. I ran up and grabbed the hose and turned it
on her, soaking her in a few seconds. I immediately saw that she wasn’t wearing anything under the t-shirt which was now clinging tightly to her large co-ed breasts. The nipples were clearly hard and pointed right at me as she yelled for Karen to come to her rescue.
Karen was in her bikini and came bouncing over towards us as we wrestled for the hose. Her hair was long and chestnut colored and had a body like a movie star. We were all
soaked and laughing. They grabbed at my arms and legs, groped my ass, rubbed my chest and tweaked my nipples. It as very stimulating and a raging hard on suddenly sprouted in my pants, although it wasn’t obvious because by cutoffs were tight and held my cock in close.
We quite the horseplay and they told me to come up to the patio to sit and have a cold drink. They apologized for getting me wet, but I said it was fine, felt great because it was so hot. They noted that I’d really grown up since they’d lived in the house, watching me grow from a little boy to a real hardbody as they put it. I was embarrassed but very pleased by their admiration. I admitted that I’d always watched them too and wondered what they thought of me.
Sandy told me she was an art student and was preparing for a show in the university gallery. Karen was an education major and would student teach in the fall. I asked Sandy
about her art and we went into the house and upstairs where their rooms were. On the way in I noted that I was still dripping water from my cutoffs and shouldn’t go past the
kitchen. Karen grabbed a beach towel and said to wrap up in it and hang the shorts out in the sun to dry. I hopped into the bathroom and took off my cutoffs and jockey shorts and wrapped the towel around me.
I feel kind of…exposed…I stuttered as I came out and handed Karen the wet clothes. She said, not to worry, Sandy was used to lots of exposure. I didn’t understand what she meant until we went upstairs. Sandy opened her portfolio and pulled out about ten drawings. All were of nudes, men, women, even some children. There were really nicely drawn. Some were very innocent, others were very sexy, not dirty, but sexy.
My eyes must have opened wide and my cock jumped straight up. The towel suddenly didn’t seem big enough and I flushed a bright red, making both girls laugh and whisper to
each other. I looked down to see the front of the towel pushing out and they saw it too. I complimented Sandy on the drawings and asked who the people were. She said other
students and friends who were paid to model for her, usually $25 to pose. One of the models was obviously Karen and she was beautifully posed on a Victorian sofa…the very
sofa in Sandy’s room.
Karen said that Sandy was always looking for new models and that college guys were usually too hairy or out of shape. If you’re interested in making $25 I would like to draw
you Sandy said. She stroked her hands down over my shoulders and across my bare chest. She observed that my body was nearly hairless, at least as far as she could see. I mumbled something about, only in the usual places and they laughed. My nipples hardened and my pecker renewed its effort to burst out from behind the towel. I was flushing again and was kind of scared, but also very excited by the warm touch of her hand on my skin. Karen
noted that my body was “classic” as she put it, like a Greek god.
Well that kind of flattery, and foreplay, will get you anywhere. I said, OK, when did you want to draw me. This afternoon Sandy said. She instructed me to go take a shower and blow dry my hair while she got the room ready and her art stuff out and ready. I showered and was back to her room in my beach towel in five minutes. My rock hard
woody returned as soon as I saw that Sandy had changed from her wet t-shirt into a dry tank top that did little to conceal the luscious breasts underneath. It hung down low past her hips and I couldn’t see what else she had on, if anything. She came up and wrapped her arms under mine, kissed my chest, then kissed me on the lips, thanking me for helping her get ready for her art show. My high school dates never kissed me like that, or smelled as good, or tasted as good, or had such large firm breasts pressed against me. My throbbing cock pushed the towel up against her leg and she smiled as she glanced down and back to my face.
I was instructed to move to a bare floor area next to large windows where bright sunlight was streaming in, casting strong shadows through the blinds. She moved me up and back,left and right, then moved the old soft next to me. She said she wanted to get the light and shadow just right before she began. I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to do this,drop my towel and stand naked and erect before this woman…this nearly naked beautiful woman who had my cock beating in time with my racing heart.
Finally, it was the moment of truth. I suddenly realized that the steam had left the boiler and my cock had flopped, shrunken in fear of the coming exposure. I didn’t know whether to be relieved or ashamed. Sandy said to turn my back to her and drape the towel over my shoulder. That’s easy, not totally naked, just my ass to the artist! She told me to face the window, put my arm on the back the chair and hang down my head. So I did as instructed.
I heard the sound of her marker on the large sheet of paper. She kept a running commentary on her art show preparations and said she’d never had a finer male model with such a perfect body. I bet you tell that to all the naked guys you draw, I said. I was starting to relax and enjoy this.
Karen returned to the room and exclaimed, wow, look at you! I was again embarrassed but got over it when the two of them commented on my broad back, narrow waist and
muscular legs. I’m sure one of them whispered that my tight ass was making her wet, but I wasn’t sure what she meant…I was still only a 17 year old virgin!
Now Sandy asked me to turn around and kneel beside the sofa and bend down toward my knees. I had to turn around, giving them full frontal shot of my cock and balls as I turned,to get into the next pose. They made no comment but I saw them looking. Sandy continued more sketches for a while, noting the pose highlighted my back and stomach
muscles very nicely.
Karen brought some cold drinks, walking up to me as I stood up, naked in front her and looking into her beautiful blue eyes. You look great, she said and brushed the palm of her
hand across my chest. You’re so well defined, really cut. A lot of sports and working out I told her. She drew a circle around my right nipple and traced a line down to my navel and asked Sandy what she wanted me to do now.
This attention to my chest and belly re-awakened the slumbering giant. From his humble origins my cock immediately regained his full stature, reaching nearly up to the belly button where Karen’s hand was just seconds before. They must have noticed but acted as if nothing were happening. They’re really professional I thought. I’m loving this and I’m going to make $25 bucks when its over!
I felt kind of awkward with my big boner staring us all in the face so I sat down on the sofa and leaned back. This was no better since my posture thrust my cock and balls
forward, giving them even greater prominence in the room. I could only close my eyes and wait for Sandy’s next instructions. They chattered back and forth, then Sandy asked me to drop my right arm off toward the floor and raise my over arm over my head. They said the light was perfect and Sandy sketched furiously for about ten minutes. My cock remain rigidly at attention the entire time and my heart beat 100 miles an hour.
I felt myself losing all inhibitions and wanted them to see more and more of me. I opened my eyes and looked at them both straight in the eye. Then Sandy asked Karen if she
would pose with me. I think they knew I was ready. Before I could come to grips with what this meant, Karen said sure and without any hesitation slipped off the beach cover-
up she was wearing to reveal that terrific body I’d seen in Sandy’s drawings.
Her body trim but very shapely with large breasts and nipples that were deep brown and very hard and darker in the center. Her legs were long and in just a quick glance I saw a nearly clean-shaved pussy that had just a small area of short dark hair above its open pink lips. So that’s a pussy I told myself. Very nice.
Sandy told us to stand up away from the sofa. We both faced Sandy, me standing behind Karen. Following the instructions, I embraced Karen from behind, placing my hands on her hips and my face under her hair against her neck. Karen’s hands reached up and stroked my cheek. She looked into my eyes and said to relax and enjoy the closeness with her. That was the image Sandy wanted. Perfect, Sandy said and she started drawing.
I looked down over the tanned expanse Karen’s breasts and large brown nipples. I could hear her heart beat and I breathed in sync with her. Best of all, my throbbing cock
started to press close between her ass cheeks and she gently pushed back against me. This was a totally unbelievable feeling. The softness of her skin and her own well-developed ass muscles and stomach were the best things I’d ever touched.
After remaining in this pose longer than I thought possible, Sandy had us turn. Karen sat on the arm of the sofa and I straddled one of her legs, facing her. She wrapped her arms around me and pressed her breasts against my belly and her face against my chest. Just when you thought it couldn’t get any better!
Sandy said she wanted one more pose and had me stand and turn my back to her with Karen facing me. Karen intertwined her leg around mine and rested her chin on my shoulder, pressing one breast against me and exposing the other to Sandy’s view. As Sandy sketched,Karen’s right hand slowly moved from my left shoulder down across my chest, pausing to revisit my nipple. Moving on down her hand stroked the curve of my hip and her arm brushed the top of my cock. That small touch nearly pushed me over the edge. My balls started to move in their sack and I was familiar with the feeling my own right hand
had produced many times. I turned my eyes to Karen, she looked at me, and her hand gently slide up along my balls and on up the length of my hard on. With a warm hand she
grasped my shaft and slowly moved her hand up and down its length. We both started breathing more deeply and I resigned myself to put on a display of spurting cum like never before. I knew I’d be embarrassed, but I was also excited to wanted to show off to them.
Before that happened, Sandy stopped and said we were doing great and she wanted to continue, but had to run down to the art store for different markers or pencils or
something. I could only half hear what she was saying.
Karen firmly took hold of my rigid cock and told her to go ahead, we’d take a break and get something to eat. Boy was she right.
Karen ran in to her bedroom to put on some jeans and headed down the stairs and out the door. Before it closed behind her Karen and I were in a deep embrace, kissing and
grinding my cock against her bare pussy. She pushed me back down on that sofa and immediately dove down to my belly and started lapping at my cock. I spread my legs to
give her easy access and she made the most of it and in nothing flat I offered up the most gigantic quantity of golden cum I ever did squirt.
She took most of it into her mouth and rubbed the rest of it up and down my pulsating shaft and massaged my balls. Before I could say anything other that WOW, she took my
hand and led me to a bedroom where she again embraced me and pulled me down onto the bed. My hand immediately fell to her soaking pussy and I plunged a finger in, then two as
she moaned and told me to eat her.
Guys in school had told graphic tales of this delight and I moved down across her breasts, stopping to nibble on those big puffy nipples, on down with another stop at her belly
button, then to the main course. Her pussy was flowing with juices that I massaged around the hairless opening and onto her flexing thighs. I licked up some of the juices
then started eagerly to tongue her clit until she came to a sudden and noisy orgasm, smashing my face into her heaving pussy.
I returned to play with the body, breasts and nipples, and she toyed with my parts, especially my ass and balls, even using her own juices to slick up a finger and push it up
my asshole…awesome! That stimulation was enough to recharge my 17-year-old thumper and he regained his domination of the bedroom scene. With all eyes and her hand on my giant pecker she straddled me, easily sliding my length into her sopping pussy and starting to ride me as I moved my hips up and down.
With so much of our cum drenching her cunt and my balls, I pick up a load to ease the way and pushed my finger into her asshole as she’d done for me. Karen looked into my eyes and gave me an excited and loving kiss that expressed her delight. Knowing that my teenage sex play was pleasuring this woman ofobvious experience made me feel like a million dollars and my second explosion of sperm flooded her hot pussy as she reared back and gasped out her own second orgasm.
About that time I heard the pounding of footsteps on the stairs and Sandy appeared in Karen’s bedroom doorway. There I was looking down the bed at Sandy, Karen impaled
on my still rigid pecker, balls out and a big smile on my face.
Why’d you start without me, Sandy exclaimed and before I knew it she was naked and I had both of them on either side of me, kissing my face, chest, belly, and again going after
my cock and balls like they were starved. Sandy asked for my special attention to get her back up to orgasmic speed, saying that she’d nearly lost it and jumped on my huge boner while sketching the grope session with me and Karen at the window.
Sandy and I repeated the same scenario that I did with Karen who offered a dirty play by play along with her hands and mouth. Never before, or since, have I had my cock
sucked, balls fondled, chest and nipples licked and sucked, and face kissed nearly all at the same time.
Finally, my teenage reserves of sexual energy gave out and old faithful would no longer rise to the occasion, this virgin-busting afternoon sapping my 17 years of stored up
passion. I took a shower and went down to the patio to find my clothes. Karen fixed some food and Sandy brought down her drawings of me. They were very flattering,
something to show my grandson some day and maybe tell them the whole story. I asked about the drawings of Karen and me together. Not finished yet, but if I come back she’ll continue to work on them next Saturday when the grass needs cutting again.
I sure hope it doesn’t rain.
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