Black Clay Art Aesthetic Stories

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Helen

by chthonicpleasures on Jul 24, 2018
Mature

These days I go to museums as much to look at people looking at art or photography as to look at works of art. It isn't that I don't love art because I do. If I go too long without standing before a Lucas Cranach, or Rothko, or Beckmann or a photo by Francesca Woodman I feel the absence as a real physical ache. Watching people encounter a long-cherished wo...

Statue of a Crimsoned Succubus

by Nachthexe on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

In a large room of an artist's studio, somewhere lost within one of the many suburbs of Kyoto, a boy watched an older woman, red paint up to her elbows, in the act of crimsoning a succubus. The studio looked out on the courtyard which the building itself was built around. The sun, at that moment overhead, blazed down upon the mossy wet vines that clung to t...

Sculpting Mei-Lien Ch. 08

by anon1940 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

From the frequency with which Mei-Lien brought it up during our telephone conversations the next week, it was clear that the shopping trip which I had proposed was very much on her mind. After she had completed the more physically demanding portion of her exercises and had assumed the pose which I specified she adopt on her dildo, she would ask for more deta...

Scene from a Gynoid Service Station

by Case21 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Imagine a world that has shrunk to just this: a lone gas-station town in the middle of a desert. It's a town of bleached wood and dusty plastic, a town of rainbow-sheened metal and pumps with no gas left. No, it's not a ghost town. People live here, mechanics whose jean-and-flannel uniforms are like tradition: passed down for so long that they only hint at t...

The Model

by Malinov on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

By the time her knock fell upon my door, I had almost forgotten the model was coming. I am so easily distracted these days. I had retrieved the clay from the back closet and cut off an adequate piece, but then I realized the paintbrushes were still soaking and didn't want them to get soft, so I attended to them. Then there was a loud crash outside the window...

Marla's Art Lesson

by Zorro69 on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Marla faced her mirror finishing applying the red lipstick, which she then sealed with her lip-gloss. She lightly tussled her brown curly hair with her free hand. Looking at her watch it was time that she left and made way to today's lesson. Passing the full-length mirror in the hall she stopped and gave herself a once over. She is a woman of a fuller figur...

Portraits from Pictures

by Listener1776 on Mar 5, 2018
Romance

Ever since she could remember, Diane was always interested in art - be it paintings, sculpture, or photography. During high school, she took a few random classes, but nothing held her attention for long. The teachers were indifferent, and the students wanted an easy grade. But when she attended college and entered upper level courses, the world of art became...

Queen Of The Gypsies

by Dillinger on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

She was truly retro. Sort of a new age CyberPunk in drag. A kind of UltraCool bohemian goddess masquerading as a secretary. From the blond frightwig (ordered, one supposed, from the ELVIS PRESLEY Memorial Gift Catalog) to the mottled brown teeth (wood putty?) to the stockingless legs proudly displaying their varicose veins in all their uncovered glory,...

My Senior Year Ch. 06: Ms. Mannall

by burnt_caramel on Feb 10, 2020
Mature

Readers who have made it this far may wonder why none of my encounters with my fellow students had led to any of them becoming my girlfriend. Courtney had come the closest (perhaps she was unofficially my girlfriend for a few short weeks), and the heartbreak I experienced when she moved, having loved her for so long, simply made it difficult for me to consi...

Femdom at Work

by Your_Viking_Slave on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

"Enter!" May always found it hard to fire people. Not just painful and awkward, but so physically demanding that it sometimes made her vomit afterwards. It was even worse when the person was someone she hadn't been introduced to, some face she had just seen in the hallways, someone who had held a door for her, who she had greeted with a reserved 'Morning'...