Inspiration of the Arts

Inspiration of the Arts
By: Seductive Sillouette

Kate tied her long brown hair in a rubber band and walked over to grab supplies. She put the apron on and tied it around her slim waist. She put several paint brushes in her mouth and a couple canvas boards under her arms then made her way to an empty easel. The other students were now bustling through the door. Kate pulled up a stool and sat down waiting patiently in front of her easel. She crossed her legs and smiled at the feeling of her smooth legs rubbing each other under her skirt. Her classmates had grabbed aprons, brushes and canvas and waited patiently like Kate. Several minutes pass and the door opens. Kate straightened her posture and turned towards the door, butterflies in her stomach awaken. An old scraggly man with wire frame glasses and age spots all over his bald head wobbles in through the door. Kate sighed with disappointment and slumps down.

" Prof- , uh... Professor Smi- ... Smith, uh... won?t be able to make it, uh, today... He, he, uh, is s-s-ick," mumbled the old man, " Bu- but I, Professor Alcott, wi-will be looming over your sh-shoulders to make sure you, uh, s-students are on, uh, tas-task".

The class moaned in annoyance.

" Bet this fucker has never been laid, ha!" whispered a student nearby.

Kate snickered and cringed at the sudden image of the old man without any clothes on playing with his night stick. She squeezed a tube of blue acrylic paint onto her palette, picked up a thin paint brush and dipped it into the wet paint. Kate sat motionless with the brush in her hand trying to think of something to create. Several minutes later the old man came up behind her and began speaking,

" Wha-what is a beautiful lady li-like your, uh, yourself going to paint?".

" Oh I?m not sure yet. I?m having a hard time finding inspiration." Kate answered.

" Well wha-whatever you, uh, choose better be deci-decided soon or I?ll, uh, kick you ou-out!" Professor Alcott scolded and rolled his eyes and stumbled on to the next student.

Almost two hours pass and students began cleaning up and leaving but Kate remained behind, still nothing on the canvas. Professor Alcott passed by her and mumbled to himself as he scribbled on a pad of paper then slid it on the desk at the front. As he left the room he turned back to Kate.

" One with-without inspiration is, uh, nothing in this world." warned the old man.

Confused, Kate remained where she was and pondered his statement. She sat frozen for a good ten minutes when, all of a sudden, a very angry, but very sexy, man fumbled in through the door carrying a messy pile of papers on one arm and a briefcase on the other. Startled, Kate kicked the canvas of the easel and knocked down her paints. The crash from the supplies falling make the man jump and drop all of the things he was carrying. Kate couldn't help but laugh at him as she was cleaning up her mess. The man looked up and says

" Oh, Kate, I didn?t know you, or anyone else was here...".

Still giggling she gazed up at him but didn't say anything. Kate's mind went wild as she stared at her professor imagining his hands and tongue dancing over her breasts, back and butt. He wasn't much older than she and he sure never acted like a professor.

" We missed you today. We had some Professor named Alcott." said Kate.

" Yeah, sorry about that. I had a bad evening. Why are you here so late? It's ten thirty. "

" It's that late?! Wow, I had no idea. I was just staying after ?cause I'm really far behind on my work I'm having trouble finding something to create."

"Well do you need help?".

Kate paused in thought then nodded her head with glee.

" Alright well just let me finish picking up my mess.".

When he finished he strapped on an apron and made his ways towards Kate. Butterflies began to dance as he drew closer.

" Alright... Wow... you really don?t have anything..." he stated surprisingly.

Kate laughed then spoke,

" I know! That's why I need your help Professor Smith."

" Please, call me Dylan."

"Okay..."

" Sometimes it helps if you just pick a color and paint a random line or shape".

Dylan grabbed a tube of paint and squeezed a tube of deep red paint onto the palette, then orange, yellow and pink. Kate picked up a paint brush with her right hand and handed it to him. Dylan didn't grab the brush but instead gently grabbed Kate's right wrist. He then spooned his body over hers, but not touching. Kate could feel his warm breath on her neck as he leaned over. Dylan looked down at her and smiled then put the brush on the canvas and made a vertical like with two humps. He then reached his left arm over hers and touched the inside crevice of her elbow and traced his finger down her arm giving her goose bumps. The butterflies in her stomach were practically jumping out of her throat and she spread her legs a little bit.

He moved his mouth close to the nape of her neck, almost toughing it. He slid his right hand up Kate's arm and onto her shoulder then pressed his smooth lips against her neck then up to her jaw. With his left hand, Dylan slid it down to her hip, up her stomach and cupped her left breast. Kate turned her head and they kissed on the lips. She slid her wet tongue between his lips and wrapped their tongues together, kissing passionately.

Kate swung her body so it faced Dylan and they enveloped each other in their arms. Dylan slid his hand over her breast and then down her thigh on top of her skirt, to her knee then up her skirt, but this time underneath it. He felt her wet pussy pearls as he slid his fingers between her legs. Kate ran her hands over his tight round butt and untied the apron, taking it off. She moved her hands from his butt to the button of his jeans. She ran her hand down and back up the outside of his jean felling his hard cock eager to come play. She unzipped his pants and pulled them to his knees. Then she pulled down his boxers. His cock popped out and slightly wiggled up and down. Kate reached down and played with his balls in her hand and put the tip of his penis to her lips. She kissed it then looked up to see her professor looking back. She then proceeded to grasp the head of his dick with her lips and gently sucked. As she pulled away a string of pre-cum stretched between her lips and his cock.

Kate licked the underside of his cock from the base to the tip, flicking her tongue at the tip. Dylan took of her apron and then grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head. He quickly unfastened her bra and it fell to the floor. Her breasts jiggled as they fell out. He put his mouth over her hardened nipple and began to suck on her right breast while cupping her left breast in his right hand. Kate grabbed his cock and began running it slowly up and down. He grabbed her skirt with both hands and pushed it up to her hips. She spread her legs wide open and Dylan moved even closer. He grabbed his hard cock and rubbed it against her engorged clit then sliding it in her wet cunt. His cock pushed the lips of her pussy apart. His cock was so hard Kate could feel the veins sliding in her. As he pulled out his dick was soaking wet from her pussy nectar. They began to fuck in an arithmetic motion.

Occasionally he would suck on her tits and she would fondle his balls. She panted and moaned while he was talking dirty to her,

" Yeah, baby, I'm gonna make you cum. I'm gonna fuck your pussy until it screams.".

He moved one of his thumbs over her clit. This made her pant and moan even harder. He knew she was about to have an orgasm because her clit had suddenly gotten harder. Knowing that she was about to cum made him hornier and he began to fuck her deeper. Kate soon had waves of pleasure course through the walls of her cunt and it started leaking pussy juice from her orgasm. Dylan pulled out and began masturbating for a few seconds before his hot load exploded onto Kate's belly, sinking into her belly button and flowing over the sides of her abdomen.

He leaned against her and kissed the sides of her neck as the rested. Dylan took off his shirt and pulled off Kate's skirt. They were now fully naked in the middle of the room both recovering from their orgasms. Dylan picked up the paint brush and began to paint over Kate's body tracing around the nipples and then down to the belly button. He then put it down and smeared his hand on the paint that was on the palette and began smearing it on her chest with his hands playing with both breasts. It had been several minutes since their peak so both bodies had time to recover.

Dylan's cock began to fill with blood and became hard again. Kate's pussy was ready to be fucked again. Dylan turned Kate around so her ass was showing. Then he pushed her up against the canvas. He then slid the head of his dick between her cheeks, sliding it up and down. Kate nodded her head in approval. He pushed his cock into her tight butt hole and she yelled out in pleasure. Dylan reached around and began rubbing her clit while fucking her in the ass. Kate bent down on the floor with her palms and knees spread out on the ground. Dylan lowered himself and fucked her ass wildly. Her tits swayed vigorously back and forth. He then moved his dick to her pussy and Kate knew she was about to come again.

This time they came together his hot flow of jizz burst inside her hot cunt and flowed over her pussy pearls while her juices leaked out also. They both collapsed on the floor and lay panting. Kate face Dylan and he held her in his arms. Both of them being satisfied laid on the heap of clothes.

Kate just may have gotten all the inspiration she needed.