Still Life

Gary was an artist. Somehow he never seemed to finish his paintings.

He looked over his canvas at Louise. She was his model, and she was naked. Her blonde hair was cut in a short bob. Her large, heavy breasts sat perfectly upright and perky. The rest of her was physical perfection: slim, and long-legged, she had an arse to die for. Right now she was sitting on it - trying to keep still.

She was also a call girl. Whenever Gary wanted to paint a nude - and he never really painted anything else - he rang up the escort agency and got one of the girls to come around and pose for him. But things never worked out quite the way he wanted.

Louise's beautiful young breasts quivered slightly as she sighed. She was getting bored. Almost without her thinking, her hand moved down and her long fingers snaked between her legs. She began idly playing with her pussy. She caught Gary's eye, and blushed.

'Sorry. Do you want me to stop?'

His concentration vanished. Another half-finished masterpiece. 'Um, no,' he said,'you just keep doing that...' He slowly walked over to the young escort, picking up a clean, fine-tipped brush on the way. She kept her deep blue eyes fixed on him as he walked over, and her fingers never left her pussy. In fact, they were working harder now as she looking at him, and he noticed that her breathing had become more fast and shallow. She was obviously a girl who couldn't get enough - a true professional call girl. The escort agency had sent him a good one this time.

Carefully, he licked the tip of the brush so that it formed a point. Then, ever so slowly, he brought it into contact with Louise's nipple. He kept it there, moving the shaft around gently so that the dark brown flesh was tickled and stimulated. Louise gasped and began to work her pussy harder. With her other hand she reached for his jeans and - being a professional - unbuttoned them single-handed. His long, veiny cock was soon in her hand. She rolled back the foreskin and, grasping the shaft in her palm, pushed the tip of her thumb into the flank of his glans and rotated, to match the rotation of his paintbrush.

Pleasure began to move through his hips and thighs. He'd heard from some of the other agency girls that young Louise was a handjob specialist, but he hadn't expected to be treated to her professional escorting skills quite so soon into their date.

She removed her hand and began to pump his his shaft in long, flowing movements. A couple of times she stopped, lowered her head, and took just the very tip into her mouth, teasing him with her OWO skills. But CIM wasn't her main thing: she wanted him to come all over her.

As she pumped, he dropped his paintbrush and began to use his artist's hands on her beautiful round boobs. Resting his knees on the edge of her chair he weighed them, lifted them and stroked all around their flanks. Despite their size, the escort's breasts were very sensitive. And she knew what she was doing with her own pussy, too - despite her young age she was an experienced bisexual escort, well used to working in lesbian duos with other girls from the agency. All this stimulation was making her breathe even faster, and her heart beat quickly. Gary noticed her chest and throat were flushing red.

Her hand on his cock changed its stroke. She relaxed her grip a little, and made the strokes much shorter and much, much faster. Animal instincts took over: Gary began to thrust his pelvis as if he really was inside Louise's tight pussy.

Both were on the brink of orgasm. Louise put one final effort in with both hands, almost doubling the speed of Gary's handjob. They both came. As Louise gasped, Gary's cock twitched and sent a long stream of cum arching through the air between them. It spattered all over the call girl's neck and chest. Gary's knees gave out, and he knelt on the floor, getting his breath back.

But Louise wasn't done yet. Sitting back in her chair she raised her hands to her firm, full young breasts and began to massage them, rubbing Gary's cum into her skin, and occasionally lifting a droplet of it to her lips on a finger to taste and savour it.

Watching this, Gary was hard again in an instant. Taking her hand, he pulled her on to the floor. She lay beneath him on the cold tiles. She was ready for this, and, reaching behind her head, pulled a condom from her hair band. Being a truly professional young escort, she unwrapped it and rolled it down his freshly-stiffened cock in an instant.

In another instant he was inside her. She was well used to incall and outcall clients being ready for a second round soon after a session of oral or deep sex. But she'd never come across a recovery this quick before. Gary was deep inside her and pumping hard. The young escort knew she wouldn't be able to hold out long before she came again - this time harder than before.

He clasped her tight arse in both hands, and began to pump like a jackhammer. She couldn't control her own response, and within seconds another orgasm was flooding the busty call girl's smooth young body. Gary joined her as she felt his cock move inside her, pumping out yet more cum.

They collapsed in a heap. Like all true artists, both escort and client needed a rest.