Marge's art project
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Marge was very excited about her project for art class. She started putting up flyers looking for a model, mainly male. After school, she went and bought herself lunch before going home to her apartment. Once she ate her lunch, she set up her art equipment, easel, colored pencils, and all.
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Then she heard her doorbell ring. She opened her door and noticed this tall guy standing there. He had light brown hair and blue eyes. He wore a button-down blue-striped shirt with dark washed jeans and black shoes.
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"Are you the artist who is looking for a male model?" He asked.
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"Yes,” answered Marge, “I am."
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"Hello. My name is Bart." He said, smiling at her.
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"Nice to meet you, I'm Marge." Since she planned on drawing him, Marge invited Bart into her house.
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He asked, "Okay if take my shirt off?"
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"By all means." Then she watched curiously as Bart, who she guessed was maybe 30s, began unbuttoning his shirt. Once his shirt was off, his body amazed Marge. He was perhaps 5-foot 10 or 11-inches, and looked Mediterranean, with great olive tanned skin, with blackish hair, not much body hair though. He had lean, but-not-too-muscular arms, six-pack stomach, and medium-sized hands and with, even though soft, an 8 to 9-inch pecker. She was in awe of its size. It was almost the size of one of those paper towel holders, tanned, nice veins. To say she had penis envy was probably an understatement. She found herself wishing she could see that mammoth log all hard and slamming in and out of a lady. It was weird, but it was such a turn-on to think about.
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"How about you stand by that picture window over there?" Marge suggested, pointing to the sunlit window by her sofa. To her, he looked like he could be either a model for Abercrombie & Fitch or maybe a model for a Hanes ad. Bart must have had a little previous modeling experience, because he stood perfectly still while Marge sketched him.
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After an hour and a half, Marge's drawing of Bart was completed. He took a look at her drawing and was very impressed, especially of how the sunlight captured his form. At the same time, it was obvious that he both liked and wanted Marge.
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"Marge, I noticed you’ve been admiring my body the whole time you were drawing me, I was wondering if you would show me yours," Bart brazenly asked as he smiled at her.
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She was quite amazed by what he asked of her. She wasn’t fat, but because she’d been a little plain looking and worn glasses she very body conscious. Self-consciously she stepped away from her easel and removed her paint-splattered smock that protected her clothes. Slowly, she began unbuttoning her pink and blue striped button down shirt. She took down her ponytail, letting her dark reddish brown hair fall to her shoulders. Then, she unbuttoned and unzipped her black jeans, smoothing them down her hips and legs. Marge was now down to her white lace bra and matching bikini panties. To her surprise, Bart was enamored with her lush, curvaceous, 121 lbs body. She was about 5-foot 8, 34 D, and had a flat stomach and looked in pretty good shape.
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Walking up to her, Bart rested his hands on her hips. His mouth then moved in on hers, kissing her so deep and so passionately.
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She then led him back over to the sofa. Once they were there, they sat down on the sofa. She then unhooked her bra, revealing her firm breasts. As Bart softly stroked and cupped them with his hands, Marge let out a sigh. Then Bart sucked and kissed her breasts. After that, Marge pulled herself up and kissed Bart's lips. While kissing him, she then unzipped his jeans. She felt his cock hardening though his navy blue boxer briefs as it lightly brushed against her thigh. His fingers touched her soft, round belly as he started kissing her there as she lay back down. He carefully removed her panties from her hips, admiring her smooth and bare mounds.
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Once Marge was naked, Bart started to lick her warm, fat pussy lips. His tongue licked her clit and pussy. She moaned as he licked her again and again. He loved the way she tasted. She was sopping wet from the flicks of his tongue on her pussy. With a satisfied sigh, he moved up to her body, kissing his way up to her neck. On he way up, his hands felt every inch of her soft, satin smooth skin and explored all of her curves.
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Bart removed his boxer briefs in one smooth sweep. As Marge moved her hand down his muscular body, he let out sigh from feeling her touch. With her fingers, she softly stroked his seven-inch cock. Then she lowered her mouth and slowly sucked him in. He moaned as he ran his hands through her hair. At the same time, she circled him with her tongue.
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"Oh Marge, my sexy, sweet, soft Marge. Let me make love to you. I want you. I want to be inside you,” Bart moaned loudly.
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In an instant, she took his cock out of her mouth then looked up at his face and said, "I want you too, Bart."
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As Bart took her in his arms, Marge still looking into his eyes, she took his head in her hands and brought it down so that she could kiss him. Gently she placed her lips against his, his lips parted to accept her tongue. Suddenly she pulled his arms off her body as she knelt down in front of him, so that she could get at his cock. Wanting to show her appreciation for his tenderness, she took his cock in her hands, and gently kissed it with her lips. Then she ran her tongue down his shaft and around his balls. He semi-flaccid erection was starting to twitch, so she continued flicking it with her tongue until he was fully erect, before she placed it in her mouth, and began rocking up and down on it. With her hand wrapped around his cock, because she wanted to please him and to taste his cum, she continued to pump her mouth up and down. She was so happy when she tasted his salty fluid exploding in her mouth.
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When she moved up on the bed on her knees, Bart slipped his hand down her naked body, he started finger her moist cunt. Turning her head, the two of them began to kiss passionately. As Elaine arched her back slightly and he worked his fingers deeper spreading her until her tight pink pussy was totally open and exposed from the rear. As Marge became more and more excited, she began to grind her wet twat against the hard pole sticking out of his thick clump of pubic hair. They were joined in passion by the head of his cock barely piercing her puffy lips. Bart wrapped his arms around Marge's waist, holding on to her as he slid inside her. She gasped as he went into her pussy in one deep, slow thrust.
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Marge couldn't believe that this was happening in broad day light right in front of her picture window. Bart spread her shapely legs leaving her bottom bare for anyone walking by to see. Bart’s strong hands continued to grip her ass as he humped slowly and sensuously between the cheeks of her tight ass and deep into her scalding pussy. Even Bart couldn't believe they were fucking right out in the open. His biceps bulged as he held her hips and hunched back until only the bulging head of his cock was embedded in her pink flesh, then with a roar he rammed his hard cock back into the hot flesh of her tight hole, relishing the feel of her cunt lips massaging his thick rod on the way down.
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By now Marge was so lost in lust that she’d lost her usual inhibitions about being so fully exposed in public. She began to quietly moan as he began to ride her ass. Several times he moved back far enough so that he could see her leaking piss slit and his hot wet cockhead before he plunged his incredibly thick cock balls deep in her slit. As she pushed her steamy cunt back against Bart’s massive rod, their combined juices dripped from her gaping hole and trickled down the shaft, wetting his nuts with nasty fluids. His cum filled balls were hanging low and swinging heavily as he thrust forward with his pelvis trying to drive his cock more fully into her hot pussy.
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He was massaging her firm breasts as he mercilessly thrust his hard meat as deep as he could with his powerful ass muscles. Suddenly he leaned forward and pushed Marge over onto her back, with his cock still balls deep inside her. He supported his weight on his arms and his shoulder muscles bulged as he began to really fuck her. All that could be heard from her was panting as he thrust his large cock into her stretched wide pussy. Her firm breasts against his chest and the two continued to kiss wildly; his cock was nestled between the engorged lips of wet pussy. His eyes fixed on Marge’s eyes as he made a final deep thrust then pulled his cock out just as streams of thick milky cum shot in enormous spurts and covered his Marge’s breasts and face. Her head by now was hanging off the end of the couch and her eyes were closed, when finally he collapsed on her outstretched, spent body and gave her one last deep kiss.
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By now, she had both knees on either side of his hips, and by raising her hips up Master was able to slid her hot pussy down, embedding his thick cock fully in her throbbing cunt.
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The next day, Marge received an A+ on her project. Bart was so happy with her that they went out to lunch and then had sex in her apartment to celebrate, but this time in her bedroom.
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The end…
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