My fuck pals were the naked women that posed for my work.

Artistically, my work is based on drawings and paintings of naked women. It's not a thing to be terribly pornographic, instead, I strive for stylish female eroticism or simply general portrayals of different forms of the female body.

People still view me as being an unnatural person, naturally. My work has won awards and is shown in galleries and museums often silences people but.

It's not unusual for me to be very at ease with my model. It's just somewhat awkward when you don't chat with them and stare at each other naked.

Many of them whom I became acquaintances with, even became regular customers.

Some of them even changed into... A few of them.. we'll just say that they were a bit more than just friends.

The way I started painting naked women

The story began with an ex-girlfriend in college. Before attending art school, I'd never done any drawing or painting of actual human beings, let alone naked women.

In the beginning, my work was anime-inspired art of my favourite characters. When I was at university, and was required to begin doing "serious" art I was confused as to where to begin.

"Just draw me," she said, smiling, while we sat inside her room.

It began with simple sketches of her face, with various expressions. It eventually evolved into full-colour photographs of her.

She actually loved posing for me. Soon I began sketching or drawing her entire body.

Of course, we later became a bit naughty.

It was at first simply a way to laugh at ironic poses. However, when that I entered my sophomore year in the college system, I started constantly drawing naked women to practice, for amusement, or even as a an excuse to play sexual sex.

I didn't send the ones in which the girl was naked to my students, of course but I did submit the more tame ones. Everybody in my class was impressed by them.

My most explicit work of hers was a portrait of her in a masturbation position..

It was an all-frontal. The woman was lying down with her legs wide and her tummy in the middle of the fabric.

Her fingers were breaking her lips that were split open, showing the interiors, which sparkled from the dripping wetness.

We parted ways peacefully and she permitted me to keep the work, and take an image of it to preserve the memories. Today, it's one of my most treasured items in my collection of paintings of naked women.

Fucking and painting naked women

My first love was one named Carla. The woman was just in the early 30s and had this beautiful, feminine figure, with large oval breasts.

My painting of her was in a manner that highlighted her characteristics. The way she posed was one that really highlighted her body and was set against a backdrop that I imagined as Eden. Garden of Eden.

The time was almost night when I was finished with the piece. She requested to stay overnight at my house.

We ended up drinking a little bit of alcohol. One incident led to another and before I realised I was sitting lying on my lap as I sucked onto her breasts.

We had a cowgirl sex session on my sofa and we fell asleep together.

As I awoke I saw her gone, but she left me with a note, which read: "Willing to be your model whenever. Contact me anytime :)"

Another notable model-turned-fuck-friend was this sexy, tattooed 20-year-old known as Moriah. She was in need of funds to fund her college so she became a frequent customer of mine.

On five occasions she took pictures for me, and I became close friends. The last time she posed she straight up asked me whether I would like to go kiss her.

Who am I to say that no?

She took my cock with ease like a professional. It was necessary to cut her speed several times as she kept making me feel like she was the point of cumming.

I accepted the offer and let her rest on my back while I struck her from behind. After that, I pulled out and ran over her back, smearing the tattoos of her with smudge.

"Guess you've painted me in multiple ways this evening," Moriah said laughing.

We were back at it two weeks later.

The curator of art is being fucked.

In the end, I'd work my way into the art scene. My studio would be visited by curators at least once a month and look over my collection of naked painted women, and then see whether there was a piece they'd like to purchase for their gallery or museum.

I had no idea that I'd end up fiddling one of them, too. The name of the girl was Lillian who was 40 years old.

"I notice you are quite fond of drawing naked females," she said with an eye raised. "I must say that you're doing a pretty good job with them."

"Wouldn't be able to do it if we were not good at it." I said. "Wine?"

We had a chat and discussed my art style. She inquired about why I picked my subject matter , and also about my creative process.

"It's the art of painting, not just their body but also their personalities. Every painting reveals their personality or aura," I explained.

"You're speaking as if you were able to meet all these women in depth."

"I do know them well. A few of them at the very minimum. More than one way."

"And how do you meet the people you meet so intimately? Hmm?"

"It's difficult to explain. I'd rather show this," I said cheekily.

The clothes fell off in a flash and I was in the middle of her. I teasing her through rubbing my daddy over her pissy.

Then she grabbed my back and plunged my cock into her.

She didn't receive one of my pieces. However, I think she did gain something else.

"I think I understand the reason why you paint certain women a few times," she said as she said goodbye to me.

A few minutes later, I received an email from Carla who said she was available for another gig.