“Hey, do these look like dick-sucking lips to you?” Alexis said. She was looking at Kate in the hallway mirror, puckering her pouty lips. They were coated in thick layers of lipstick, a bold red.
“Yup, you look like the cheapest slut at the gas station.” Kate replied.
“Aww, thanks babe! That means a lot. Audrey rustled up a team’s worth of hung baseball players, so I need to bring my A-game if I want them to steal my bases, know what I mean?”
Alexis applied one last layer, then winked at herself in the mirror and got up. The thin black dress she was wearing struggled to contain both her nipples and her ass. It was a fig leaf, a plausible denial of being fully naked outdoors.
A car horn went off and Alexis rushed to open the front door. “Thanks again for covering me, Kate, I love you!” She shouted over her shoulder as her heels click-clacked down the front steps.
Kate saw Audrey sitting in her car. A black tanktop, beanie, choker. Even though she wasn’t standing anywhere close, Kate could imagine the smell of energy drink emanate from the vehicle. She acknowledged Audrey with a thin smile. They weren’t friends. Even Tom had only fucked her once, before breaking off contact. But Alexis was…friendly. Like a manic pixie nudist slut, she collected the devious in her social circles. Kate sometimes wondered what it meant that they had become friends.
Kate closed the door, and glanced in the mirror at herself. Her hair was put up in a messy bun, Marco had said his students wanted to draw her neck. She was wearing a bathrobe, knot tied tightly around her waist. She felt strangely vulnerable in it. Kate turned to the stairs and headed for the attic.
Marco was pacing around the open space, setting up lamps and helping his students unpack. A bunch of 20-something guys, who felt underprepared after their modern art degrees. He was a full-time artist, but did life drawing courses with the help of Alexis to make an extra buck. She was naked all the time anyway, so it was easy money.
“All good? Need any help?” Kate asked. She stepped gingerly into the space. Several men had set up easels around a well lit chair in the middle.
“Ah, Kate! Come in!” Marco’s curls bounced when he got up and walked over to her. He grabbed her shoulders from behind and walked into the light with her. His thumbs were rubbing Kate’s neck. A few quiet hellos sounded out from the canvases.
“Guys, this is Kate. She’s our model today, Alexis had prior plans.” A bald faced lie. Audrey had sent Alexis an album of dick picks an hour ago and she had leaped off the couch like a cat in heat. She had begged Kate to cover for her. It was hard to resist Alexis when she was on her knees.
Kate looked at the faces staring at her. Did they seem disappointed with the replacement? Linnen shirts, rolled up sleeves, a few thick-framed glasses. The uniform of the non-conformist.
Marco guided her to the chair in the middle. “Just sit down and relax for now. There’s water here. Once the session starts, you can disrobe, and I’ll help you pose. We’ll take breaks when you get tired. Deal?”
“Sure, just let me know how I can help.” Kate smiled at Marco, braver than she felt. He was so energetic when he was in his element. The guys hadn’t murmured as much as a word to her. In spite of herself, Kate felt blood rush to her cheeks. It’s the lamps, she told herself.
Marco clapped his hands. “Okay! Life drawing. Last time we studied the hips and the glutes in different seating positions. Now we’ll look at the shoulder, neck, lats and upper arms.”
Kate tried to recall the last time she exercised her laterals. Work had been so busy. She felt very aware of the way the uncushioned chair was squishing her ass flat. Alexis wouldn’t have had to deal with that. She was a gym fanatic, tight ass and everything. Kate’s ass was rounder, thicker. She knew men were into that as well, but hadn’t yet adjusted to the idea.
Marco had stopped his explanation and walked over. He reached for the collar of her robe and waited. Kate was glad for the opportunity to breathe out and undo the knot of her robe herself.
The cloth slid from her shoulders, she sat up to allow Marco to take it away. Kate heard the scratching of pencils begin.
Marco rubbed his hands together, to warm them up, Kate assumed. Then he transitioned into teacher mode. “Alright, raise your arm just…here.” he said. Marco manipulated her limbs and joints, making small adjustments until her elbow was above and behind her head. Kate felt her neck stretch.
She looked around the room. There was one guy who met her eyeline. He avoided her gaze, then his behind the easel. Was he… nervous? Even after being desensitized by Alexis?
Trying not to ruin her pose, Kate glanced around. More looks, some serious, with furrowed brows. Others decidedly more sneaky, straying from the areas that Marco was pointing out.
Kate’s breath deepened. Warm exhales through her mouth. She felt pinpricks where she imagined the men looking at her.
Marco made her change position. He firmly grabbed her upper arms, then rotated them to make her shoulders roll back and down into her sockets. As a side effect, her breasts pushed up and out. This seemed to excited the first guy Kate had seen. Then Marco’s calloused hands slid down her arms and made her clasp her fingers.
“See how the shoulder blades poke out here and here?” He said. Kate started feeling lightheaded, being manipulated like a puppet, being talked about like she wasn’t here. “Look at the muscle buildup here, the elegant curve connecting to her neck.” His finger slid over her skin as he continued to point out details.
Kate suppressed a shiver. Her eyes started to unfocus a little. Even under the warm lamp, she could feel her internal temperature rising. A tingling feeling informed her that her nipples were stiffenihg.
She felt… pretty. Marco continued to adjust her pose. Lifting her chin, tilting her head, tracing curves over her throat.
Kate leaned in. Flexing her muscle, keeping her mouth half open. She started toying with the attention of the studious artists. Every time Marco mover her on the chair, she went a little bit further, tits a little more prominent. Trying to provoke a reaction from the guys who were studying her every feature.
“Eh, Marco?” A student called out. Marco was standing behind Kate, who had been moved to the floor. She was kneeling, legs spread, back arched. Her hands were holding the back of her neck, elbows pointed to the sky. Only Marco’s capable hands kept her from losing her balance.
“Ah, Stu, what is it?” Marco replied, caught off guard by the interruption.
“I was wondering if we could add some visual interest to the model’s features, like we usually do with Alexis?”
The model questioned why she was spoken about in the third person. Marco didn’t reply, but looked down to check Kate’s reaction, one eyebrow raised.
It took a moment for the penny to drop, parsing the artist speak.
“You want to cum on my face.” Kate said. A statement.
The guy just nodded.
Kate sighed out. Of course Alexis hadn’t mentioned it. She considered, biting her tongue, looking around at the men who were clearly getting hornier by the minute.
“Okay.” She said. There was some happy excitement going around the room.
She held up three fingers. “No touching. No cameras. And you better make me look good in your paintings.” She winked at the guy in front of her.
Marco rubbed her affectionately on her head. She stroked the inside of his thigh, settling down in a more comfortable pose.
Seven men surrounded her. Hungry looks on their faces. Some had their zippers undone, others had taken off their pants entirely. Kate licked her lips unconsciously.
Seven cocks. Seven veiny lengths, in different colors, being stroked only inches from her face. Kate held her arms behind her back again, pushed her tits out. Her nipples were getting painfully hard.
She preened. Shook her chest left and right to make her breasts sway. Tried to make eye contact with a fuck-me expression. Licked her lips, tutted her mouth, made small shiny lines of drool appear and fall on her cleavage.
A cock touched her face. She was about to tell about the rules when she recognized it. Marco had joined in, and he had housemate privileges. With her tongue and a few deft head movements, she lifted the head into her mouth and started sucking.
She looked around. Some of the guys were jerking off furiously, others were still in the early phases of masturbation. She started moaning sluttily, closing her eyes, making horny expressions. It was a performance, meant to excited the artists. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t starting to drip on the floor. Thankfully Marco had put paper everywhere to protect it from paint.
Marco’s hands were on her head. Just like he had posed her, he was now moving her head. She let him take control, make her bob up and down. He wasn’t rough, but he was insistent. He stroked her throat when she was taking him in deep, and she let her head slump down. She became a kind of sextoy for him, expertly used for his pleasure.
The first guy started grunting. Marco released her, and she let his cock slip from her lips. She turned towards the noise and stuck out her tongue, mouth wide open. The guy was partially hunched over, stroking hard and fast. With a final Twitch he came, shooting globs of white hot sperm straight onto her face. She felt her left eyelid glue shut. The corners of her mouth curled up and she laughed naughtily.
That first shot set off a chain reaction. Kate turned to each of them on her knees, trying to catch every load fully frontal. They splattered her cheeks, her neck, her cleavage. A trail of jizz led from her collarbone to between her tits. She smooshed them together, spreading the warm cum until her entire chest was gleaming in the light. One guy shot his load without warning, hitting her across the ear and forehead.
Only Marco hadn’t cum yet. The other men were in various states of recovery. Kate turned to him, tried to blink her left eye open. She saw through a blurry white haze. She started laughing in a dit, horny little squeaks and noises, embracing the slutty nature of the situation. The first cum had reached her stomach and was on its way to her thighs. She felt the jizz on her lips and licked it seductively, but with too much drool to truly clean them. She was well and truly covered.
Marco smiled fondly at her. He held his hand on her head, stroked her hair. She reached out and wrapped both her hands around his shaft. With vigorous motions she jerked him off. Her tongue was lolling out her mouth and she panted audibly with every stroke. It didn’t take long for him to burst as well. She caught half his load in her open mouth, the rest dripped off her chin.
Kate swirled the sperm in her mouth, savoring it. Then she gulped it down.
She noticed some of the guys had gone back to their easels. Still with their cocks out, they were drawing and scribbling, looking at her. Kate considered, then struck a pose of her own, tits held with one arm, the other one the ground for support. Marco say behind her and made a few small tweaks, but let her sit without comment.
Ten minutes later, Kate’s arm was giving up. Marco sensed her discomfort and helped her to stand up.
“Alright, it’s close to the end of the session, so I’ll let Kate go. Please thank her for her help today!” Marco called out.
The men, much more comfortable now, thanked Kate profusely. She wrapped the bathrobe around her, cum getting absorbed in the fabric, then went for a lap around the canvases.
They were sketches, studies. Not full images of her, no paint. But the poses…
Kate reached out and traced the picture. That was her. Naked, confident, beautiful. And unapologetically horny. Different artists had different impressions. She saw her neck, graceful and strong, even with the reflecting streaks of white on them. One artist had managed to capture her full body, a single pose frozen in time. Her tongue out, eyelids half closed, drops hanging off her cheek.
Kate held her arms around her midriff and smiled, grateful. With her head held high, she walked out of the attic.
Thursday.
(Hey, thanks for reading! This is part four of Kate’s week, all with freeuse or casual sex focus. Let me know how you like it, and if there are other things you want to see!)
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