Drawing A Nude Male Model: An Erotic Sex Story
It was the first time I was ever asked to draw a nude male model. I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but I was excited. I had been an artist for most of my life, and this was something new and different. I had no idea what I was in for.
I arrived at the studio early, and the nude male model was already there. He was tall and muscular, with a chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes. His body was perfect, like a Greek statue come to life. I couldn’t help but stare, and he caught me looking. He smiled and gave me a seductive wink, making my heart flutter. I knew I was in for something special.
We began to sketch the model, and I found myself falling into a trance. His body was so perfect, and his skin so soft and inviting. I wanted to touch him, to explore every inch of his body with my hands. I was in awe of the beauty of the male form, and I couldn’t take my eyes away.
As I continued sketching, I felt a growing desire inside of me. I wanted to do more than just sketch him. I wanted to kiss him, to caress his body and explore every inch of him. I wanted to make him feel pleasure, to make him feel alive. I wanted to make love to him.
My thoughts were interrupted when the model suggested that I take a break and join him in the shower. I couldn’t say no. I followed him into the bathroom, and he began to undress. I stood in front of him, entranced by his beauty. He stepped out of his underwear and looked at me, asking me to join him.
I stepped into the shower and felt the hot water cascading over my body. The model moved closer and kissed me, his hands exploring my body. His lips were soft and his touch was gentle. I felt like I was in a dream, my body responding to his every move.
The model began to take my clothes off, his hands exploring my body. His hands moved slowly and deliberately, and I felt like I was in heaven. I lost myself in the pleasure of his touch, and I wanted more. I wanted him to ravish me and make me his.
He moved my body closer to his, and I could feel his hard cock pressing against my hip. I wanted him inside of me, to be one with him. I let out a moan, and he responded with a passionate kiss. His tongue explored my mouth, and I felt myself getting wetter and wetter.
The model moved his body between my legs and entered me. I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me as he moved inside of me. His body moved in perfect rhythm, and I felt myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. I cried out in pleasure, and the model responded with a deep moan.
The model moved faster and faster, and I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I screamed in pleasure as I felt my orgasm take over my body. The model followed suit, and we both collapsed in a heap on the shower floor. We lay there for a few moments, both of us panting and trying to get our breath back.
When we finally emerged from the shower, I felt like a new person. I had experienced something special, something that I never thought was possible. I had drawn a nude male model, and it was the most erotic experience of my life.
