Sketching Her Curves

The moment Elena opened the hotel door in her silk robe, my pulse hammered. She was the artist, I was supposed to be the model, but the hunger in her dark eyes as they raked over my body made it clear this business trip had just become something far more dangerous. We were in Chicago for her gallery showing, the suite paid for by the client who wanted fresh nudes. Two strangers, one locked room, and the air already thick with the scent of her jasmine perfume and my own rising heat.

“Alex,” she said, voice low and smoky, closing the door behind me. “You’re early. Good. I’ve been thinking about this pose all morning.”

I swallowed, shirt already half-unbuttoned. “Thought you wanted me on the chaise. Fully… professional.”

Elena laughed softly, stepping closer until I could see the way her nipples pressed against the thin silk. “Professional went out the window when I saw your portfolio shots. That cock of yours looked thick even soft. I need to see it hard. For reference, of course.”

My dick twitched at her blunt words. She noticed.

Before I could answer she tugged the robe open. Underneath she wore nothing but black lace panties and sheer thigh-high stockings. Her tits were full and heavy, dark nipples begging for attention. She took my hand and pressed it to one breast.

“Feel that? My heart’s racing. Touch me, Alex. I’ve been wet since you texted you were in the lobby.”

I groaned and squeezed, thumb circling her nipple until it pebbled tighter. Elena moaned, arching into my palm. She dropped to her knees right there on the plush carpet, fingers working my belt open with practiced hunger.

“God, look at you,” she whispered, freeing my cock. It sprang out, thick and veined, already leaking at the tip. “Even bigger than I imagined.”

Her tongue flicked out, licking a slow stripe from my balls to the head. Then she opened wide and took me deep. The wet heat of her mouth made my knees buckle. Elena sucked with filthy enthusiasm, cheeks hollowing, throat relaxing until her nose pressed against my pelvis. Saliva dripped down my shaft as she bobbed, one hand cupping my balls, the other slipping into her own panties to rub her clit.

「くそっ…君の口は最高だ」と私は声を荒げ、彼女の黒い髪に指を通した。

彼女は濡れた音を立てて口を離し、唾液の糸が彼女の腫れた唇と、私の光るペニスとをつないでいた。「それを私の中に入れて。今すぐ。スケッチは後回しよ。」

I lifted her, carrying her to the king bed. The city lights glowed through the huge windows as I stripped her panties off. Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips puffy and slick with arousal. I spread her thighs wide and buried my face between them, licking a broad stripe up her slit. She tasted sweet and tangy. I sucked her clit hard, two fingers sliding into her tight heat, curling against that spongy spot that made her hips jerk.

“Alex—oh shit—right there,” she gasped, grinding against my tongue. Her thighs started to tremble. “I’m gonna come already… don’t stop!”

Her back arched off the mattress as she flooded my mouth, a sharp cry escaping her. I kept licking through every pulse until she shoved weakly at my head, panting.

“Inside me. Please. Fill me up.”

I climbed over her, cock throbbing. One smooth thrust and I sank balls-deep into her dripping pussy. The velvet grip was unreal. Elena’s nails dug into my shoulders as I started to move, deep and steady.

“Yes… harder,” she begged, legs wrapping around my waist. “Fuck me like you paid for me. Like I’m your escort tonight.”

The dirty words snapped something inside me. I grabbed her hips and pounded her, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room. Her tits bounced with every thrust. I leaned down, sucking a nipple into my mouth while I drove deeper.

彼女は絞り出すような喘ぎ声とともに再び達し、私のペニスをリズミカルに締め付けた。その感覚が私を一気に限界へと引きずり込んだ。

“I’m close,” I growled against her neck.

“Come inside me,” she whispered hotly. “I want to feel it.”

I slammed in one last time and let go. Thick ropes of cum pulsed deep into her spasming pussy, filling her until it leaked out around my shaft. We stayed locked together, breathing hard, sweat cooling on our skin.

After a minute she laughed breathlessly and reached for her sketchpad on the nightstand.

「そのままの姿勢でいて」と彼女はささやいた。私の萎えかけたペニスはまだ彼女の中に埋まったままだった。「エスコートのきつい小さなまんこに射精した後の、あなたのくたくたな表情を撮っておきたいの。」

I grinned, rolling my hips lazily to make her gasp again. “Round two when you’re done drawing?”

Elena bit her lip, eyes sparkling with fresh desire. “Only if you let me ride you next. I want to watch every inch disappear into me while I sketch your face.”

We never did finish those official nudes that night.