1. VIGNETTES IV - Candy and Ingrid


    Date: 11/5/2016, Categories: True Story, Authoritarian, Consensual Sex, Group Sex, Spanking, Author: Hypocrites, Source: sexstories.com

    Candy and Ingrid This story, though as erotically written as I could make it, is absolutely true. The events and even the rare snippets of dialogue are pretty close to what was actually said and done. Alterations, if any are only due to faults in memory. Candy After I got away from Donna I rode my Norton through the Southwest. I knew a few women and spent time camping in the desert and a stint bar tending. During this trip I had my first threesome with a pregnant girl and her friend. I also did a couple of jobs bordering on the mercenary, transport kind of stuff. One of those might make a good story someday. I drew some ink portraits for a few dollars a piece and finally decided to head back to Texas. I was making a living of sorts as an illustrator and graphic artist. I had started college as an art major and ended up teaching some of my own classes, especially the ones dealing with commercial art. I had a dalliance with one of my profs after I modeled for one of her classes to make some extra money. Though I was receiving a pension of sorts from the Army and a stipend while attending college, I was the quintessential starving student. I had gotten down to 150 lbs. But I kept strong by swimming and running. Candy was about 29 and a local cop that lived in my complex. She was a voluptuous redhead, pretty but not a knockout. She was the fairest skinned woman I had known to this point with green eyes, full lips that were turned down at the corners. She was large chested, ...
    having some idea of cup sizes I'd guess a D or maybe DD. Her waist was nicely tapered and her tummy had the slightest pooch. Her's was the first “landing strip” I had seen and it was a bright red matching her wavy shoulder length hair. I had talked with Candy a few times and had a ride out with her one time just for giggles. She worked third watch so when I was out swimming laps in the early afternoon she'd join sometimes. She mostly wore a fairly conservative black one piece and definitely did it justice. She also had a son that she had every other weekend. And I met him one weekend at the pool. She also had a roommate that I had met a couple of times very briefly. Candy was fairly friendly with everyone around our courtyard and had found out from others that I worked as freelance artist. So she came to the apartment one evening and asked if I did paintings as well. I told her I did a few from time to time and she started to describe what she wanted. She had imagined the scene in a dream and asked me to paint it. It was pseudo incestuous but had the makings of a beautiful painting. She described a scene of her and her son bathing in a pristine pond with trees and sunlight, both were nude. She said she saw her son as an older teenager. She asked me if I could do it and how much. I told her I could do an acrylic or an oil and depending on the size it would cost about $150 or $300 for the oil. She asked the difference and I told her that acrylic dried faster but was less subtle and ...
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