Many years ago my mother-in-law commissioned an artist to do a painting of my wife (her daughter) and our children. My wife, thirty-one years old at the time, went to his studio with the kids and the painter told he wanted to sketch the boys before they got bored and the wife in a second time. In two sessions the kids were done so the wife begun to pose goin...
Start Here: https://www.literotica.com/s/grace-ch-01-1 ***** "So tell me about yourself." Richard sits back, smiling, as if he is settling in for a long conversation. I don't know what he is expecting. I've always been terribly shy. We sit face to face in the booth of a beautiful but quiet Italian place, waiting for our respective pastas. That means th...
When you look at most artist's drawings or paintings of nudes you can usually tell if the artist and the model had a personal relationship that was more than just an hourly fee. Degas produced some wonderful paintings of nude women bathing and combing their hair – 'a la toilette', as they say in France. Yet they are all observed sensitively and with great...
Maria was coming home from college, graduated and ready to tackle the job market. Friends and family held a huge Bar-B-Que feast by a lake not too far from home. As the evening went on as she was catching up on old times with her cousin Lyn Ann as they didn't notice that they were the last ones there. Taking an old trail back home they continued with their c...
I look with wide eyes as it comes near me. I can smell the charred flesh in the air. The sick smell of burned hair. I feel it near my skin before it even touches. The already burned meat cries out in agony before it even gets close. My screams echo through the room. I clutch wildly at the sides of the table. I look to him shivering. I feel my tears runnin...
The nineteen year young man stood naked before the female artist who was about to paint his naked form onto canvas. The artist, named Sophie is a divorced, thirty eight year old self-made success story, a successful painter who recently decided to try painting the human body and having found this gorgeous young man on the street paid him $50 to model naked...
Jackson looked out of the airplane, he noticed the ice and snow covering some of the area lakes, one of them caught his eye. He noticed writing first, where someone swept snow off the lake's ice, forming a word: "Embrace." He scoffed realizing the word was the title of a huge "painting" of snow on ice. Jaded by years as a connoisseur, he tried to turn away,...
After throwing on my work clothes and gulping down my morning coffee, I was out the door. I was particularly excited to get to the studio today, as our mystery guest artist would be arriving. I guess I should explain; I'm an artist. Glass blowing is my medium. I had left my family and friends behind a few years back in order to move to the big city and work...
"So, I was thinking," Sandy said. "You really could use a tattoo." I swiveled back across the table and tipped my Cervesa. "Oh, shit." I managed to grab the bottle before it emptied on the rattan table top. A little to mop up, I swabbed what I could and asked, "I'm sorry, what did you say?" "I would like you to get a tattoo," she replied. Her eyes were lik...
In the middle of a busy, outdoor mall, a glass cube is unloaded from the back of a trailer. It measures ten feet in all dimensions. Outside of the metal frame and door handle, it's perfectly clear. Two men in white coats, serving as both medical professionals and security, escort the robed artist inside. The men soon exit with the robe, leaving the naked art...