The Artist – Part Three

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The current Kink of the Week theme is ‘Threesomes’.

This post has been named ‘The Artist – Part Three’,  as I previously published the drawings that were produced  in previous Sinful Sunday posts.  Part one and Part two.

I have  written before about a threesome experience in The GP, which happened after our meeting with the artist. I chose to write about the GP first,  as I found it to be the more sensuous of the two encounters.

We arranged to visit the artist at his home on the other side of the Pennines on a Tuesday morning in September last year. I was both nervous and excited, but I was also suffering with a nagging abdominal pain, which had been present for a week or so. I didn’t want to cancel as  our meeting had taken some time to set up and could take a long time to reschedule. Due to distance and the fact that the primary reason for visiting was for me to pose for the artist, we had not met him before. So neither of us had any idea of what to  expect other than what we had seen of him in his photo online. But the fact that there would be some sexual shenanigans was a given.

When we arrived, we had a drink and a brief chat about how the artist worked with his models and how he went about his drawing. We went up to his attic studio and he showed us some of his previous work and asked if we had any preferences for poses. He said he preferred to draw while naked as he felt more comfortable and it usually made the model feel more at ease if we were both in the same state of undress.  I was fine with that and S was in agreement and volunteered to strip,off too, so we would all be naked. And so we did. Me laying on the artist’s studio bed, posing in a variety of positions. S, sitting, watching, on a chair and the artist, behind his drawing board, studiously sketching me. It felt very surreal and an unusual way to spend a Tuesday morning.

I found the posing quite relaxing and it was not necessary for me to keep very still.  Provided that I was in the general position,  a bit of movement was fine.  I posed in various ways, while we all chatted comfortably. After an hour or so, it was time for a break and while I went to the bathroom, S and the artist discussed what would happen next. It was decided that the artist would sketch both S  and myself. S massaged my breasts while I sat between his legs. He then moved to sit in front of me and gave me a yoni massage.  I found it difficult to relax completely and enjoy the attentions of S, knowing that our intimate acts were being studied and drawn.  But the end results were excellent and captured our intimacy well.

The drawing part of the meeting was now over and it was time to get down to other things! The artist sat behind me  to massage my breasts while S massaged my pussy. Again, I found it hard to relax completely, which I put down to  the environment and having the attention of two men for the first time. Plus the abdominal pain was still gnawing away at me. S decided to use his tongue on me instead and eventually I did orgasm.

I performed a lingam massage on the artist while S watched, which provides him with immense pleasure. It felt quite odd handling another cock in this way after being used to the familiarity of S. Tantric massage was a new experience for the artist too. He seemed to be enjoying himself though and was getting obvious pleasure from the occasional glance at S playing with his own cock. The guys then swapped places and the artist enjoyed watching S getting the lingam treatment. I massaged his cock for around 30 minutes before he, too, came hard and fast.

And that was that, we got dressed and left. The whole experience, although enjoyable,  felt a bit business-like to be honest.  We were there for a purpose and once the task was done,  we were on our way home.  I came away thinking I could take it or leave a threesome experience.  One contributory factor is that we did not meet the artist on neutral ground beforehand. Having ‘the measure’ of a third person beforehand makes me more comfortable, although in spontaneous situations (ie in clubs) this is more difficult.  Although it was an enjoyable experience, it lacked the intimacy and sensuousness of our encounter with the GP, which is why I chose to write about the GP first.

It’s great to introduce a bit of variety and embrace new experiences, but, for me, keeping these experiences as an occasional adventure is ideal. We plan to meet both the artist and the GP again, and maybe the other occasional guy (or girl). But, as the time I spend with S is limited, we both prefer to have just the two of us first and foremost.

Click the lips to see the other threesome tales for Kink of the Week

 

The GP

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I have written before about my desire for a threesome with two men and also about my lover’s eagerness to see me engaged in sexual activity with another man.

We were contacted by the GP  during late August and were both very impressed with his initial message and his online profile. We exchanged a few messages and he came across as polite, respectful and sensual. All essential qualities as far as I was concerned. Due to holidays spread over the next month or so, it was the end of September before we were able to meet for a coffee. He was exactly as he came across in his messages. Polite, charming, unassuming and very quietly spoken and respectful. We had a very frank and open conversation about our prior experiences, expectations and what we enjoyed doing. An hour or so seemed enough time to form an opinion and we said we would discuss the matter between us and get back to him. He messaged us within an hour saying how much he enjoyed meeting us both and hoped that we would have an opportunity to meet up soon.  We both felt comfortable with him and suggested a date in October  when we would be free to meet.

We arrived at the hotel half an hour before the GP was due, so S could give me a sensual, relaxing back massage to help me get in the mood. Just after 12.30pm, he called to say he had arrived. S gave him the room number and we awaited the knock at the door. I didn’t know what to do with myself. I put my underwear back on as it seemed a bit too much to greet him with both S and I being naked. How should I position myself? Sit, stand or lie on the bed trying to look seductive and sexy? I decided to just sit back against the pillows.  What was the etiquette for the opening few minutes? Did we make polite conversation or get stuck straight in?  I needn’t have worried. S took charge when the inevitable knock at the door came. He thanked the GP for coming and said to get undressed straightaway. I felt a little awkward and didn’t know where to look.  Once the GP had undressed, he came over to embrace me. I could see in my peripheral vision that he had an erection, but I couldn’t bring myself to look directly at it. S suggested that we start with them both massaging me. S massaged my arms, shoulders and breasts while the GP concentrated on my legs. I was blown away by the intensity of his touch; he clearly knew how to manipulate the muscles in my legs. It took my concentration away from the pleasure of  having my breasts massaged at the same time, which really does say something as that is one of my biggest pleasures.

The two of them then swapped places. The GP concentrated on my breasts while S stroked and massaged my pussy. It felt very strange leaning back against another man and feeling a much softer and lighter touch on my breasts than I was used to. S asked if the GP would like to swap places again, adding that he could use his tongue if he wanted to.  The GP took his time and spent a while exploring my pussy with his fingers before changing position.  He ran his tongue all around my lips and cunt while S played with my nipples, tugging them firmly. He then moved his attention to my swollen clit, clearly enjoying the wetness and my heightened state of arousal. A few flicks of his expert tongue combined with having my nipples squeezed by S resulted in an incredibly powerful orgasm that left me trembling. Both S and the GP were delighted and clearly very aroused at the effect their combined efforts had had on me.

S suggested I should give the GP a lingam massage. He lay down and I positioned myself between his legs. I  poured baby oil gently over his cock and balls and set to. I massaged him for around half an hour bringing him to the edge of orgasm a number of times. S was obviously getting much pleasure from watching while playing with his (own) cock.  The GP stopped me just before I felt he was ready to come, which was a shame as  I wanted to see the reaction when he eventually orgasmed after the lingam massage. He evidently wanted to extend his pleasure for a while longer.

Now it was the turn of S. He lay down while the GP sat and observed while I spent a pleasurable thirty minutes performing my lingam skills. S did allow me to bring him to orgasm and had no qualms about showing the extent of his pleasure.

While S went to the bathroom, I sat back against the pillows. The GP stood up from his chair and got on the bed to kiss me. He was clearly very aroused and I instinctively reached out to play with his cock. S returned and joined in by teasing my nipples with his tongue.  The GP slipped a condom on and pushed his erect cock in my very wet cunt while S continued to play with my breasts.  Feeling the GP’s cock inside me and seeing the satisfaction on his face while enjoying and watching S  concentrating on my breasts was the ultimate pleasure. The GP obviously had similar feelings, which were made evident when he orgasmed very loudly a little while later.

I lay down next to S and we had a kiss and cuddle. The GP returned from the bathroom and lay on the other side of me gently caressing my body while S was kissing me. His fingers found their way to my pussy and he expressed his amazement at how wet I still was, which had been a constant presence throughout and a source of lighthearted amusement.  S passed him my little silver bullet vibrator and between the two of them they bought me orgasm again. After this, we lay there for a while chatting and basking in the satisfying afterglow which comes from giving and receiving sexual pleasure. It all flowed very naturally and both S and the GP continued to caress and kiss me afterwards.

It was soon back onto more vigorous activity – for me anyway. S thought it would be fun for me to give a lingam message to both him and the GP simultaneously. They lay down side by side while I knelt between them. I poured baby oil over their cocks and balls  and started to gently massage. The massage ended up being a handjob rather than a proper lingam massage given I could only use one hand for each. But there were no complaints!  I gently played with each of them and found it quite an amazing experience to  watch their simultaneous reactions. To see their eyes opening and closing with each movement of my hands; to hear their gasps and groans of pleasure and to see the visible enjoyment and gratification on their faces. And to see the contrast between their beautiful, but very different,  bodies.  It was also delightful to see them both looking over at the reactions of the other from time to time.  The GP came first, closely followed by S. I felt truly empowered and definitely a sexual goddess during this particular experience.

We had another snuggle on the bed before time caught up with us and we sadly had to leave. The whole afternoon was an incredibly erotic and sensual experience. There were no uncomfortable moments, nor did anyone feel left out. I felt incredibly sexy and desirable throughout, not to mention the feeling of empowerment.

We both feel very lucky to have found such a gem of a man. We have met up again since and will meet again in the New Year, but our contact in between meetings is limited to arranging to meet or an occasional ‘how are you?’. The relative anonymity that goes with our arrangement suits us all.

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