Chapter 13 - Suzanne's Studio By the middle of October Jason and his friends were fully adjusted to the routine of the university. They already had passed their first midterm in Burnside's freshman class, all of them with high "B's". They had a clear understanding of the material presented in class to date and seemed well-positioned to pass the class on the...
Note: This is in continuation of the Indian Shy wife 2. Again it's a slow build but this is many times more adventurous than the 2nd part. * After few minutes I saw Angela coming to the front and behind her my wife, the moment I saw her full body, I got electric shock. My hard on was back and my imagination was travelling at light speed. She was standing...
Authoress's notes: I was reading the book 501st, and ran across a little line about the Empire wanting to buy beskar manacles from the Mandalorians. So I thought, would you spend millions of credits on something without being sure that it works? Perhaps on a young, attractive, incognito Jedi named Scout who could model the beskar manacles before you decide t...
Simone Liddell had finished getting all the background material she needed for her latest story. Now, she hoped that she could score an interview with the winner of the race, Stefano Capaldi. That would be a feather in her cap -- well, it would be, but what woman wore caps anymore? Everything was going well with her career. The magazine was giving her bigg...
I was actually watching Cassandra more than the female nude model sprawled invitingly before the painting class. As much as I’d love to get to know the ravishing, slightly rubenesque model, all but spread for my delicious affection, it was Cassandra that had my attention. Her long dark brown hair and her long, but inviting peasant skirt. Oh how I’d love to h...
I was going through some piles of junk a few months back when I came upon a drawing that my mother had made of a nude young man. I had known that my mother had an interest in art but had never seen any of her work. I had asked her a couple of times to show me some of her sketches, but she had always demurred, claiming that she wasn't very good and that it wo...
I've always been very interested in the arts and I used to do a lot of life modelling when I was at school and then for my friend and fuck buddy Noel when I lived in New York. I still occasionally pose in lingerie for my local Dr Sketchy, I also still model on a semi regular basis for a local amateur arts group, more of which later! When I did the stuff...
On the Friday before what was scheduled to be my last life modelling session I took Rita to the naturist spa. It had become a bit of a regular fixture in the weeks when I wasn't posing for her class, and it was interesting to see how much more confident she was becoming as time went on. It was the first time that she undressed in the main locker area rather...
Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world – thesoundandfury. And check out his new novel – Models and Super Spies. Thanks Ken, not only for your editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapter 3: The Shoot Palmer used a company car to pick up Taffy Boyd, a top of the range BMW. T...
Author's Foreword— This is my thirteenth submission to Literotica. You are invited to visit my profile to access the archives for my older postings. Comments are always welcome, as are your votes. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Ten Dollars If a girl could get her picture taken by Adrianna Abrams, she's got it made. Ms. Abra...