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Sister studies erotic art
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R 65,T 5
V. A Good Hobby...
As you know by now I have been blessed with a sister who is
not only attractive, but also free willed and adventursome. One
particularly interesting facet of Cathy's person is her avid
interest in art. She had always loved drawing and painting. I
,too, enjoy these hobbies. Over the summer Cathy had enlisted in
an art class at a local community college. When I heard the
title of her class I couldn't believe it. I thought she was
joking but insisted she was not lying. I looked at her schedule
and saw the course description.., "3012 History & Techniques of
Erotic Art". I didn't even believe the paper and went to look in
the college course directory. Sure enough, it was indeed a
class! Almost magically, Cathy's lifestyle played perfectly
into making my like more enjoyable. Everything she did turned
out to be the one thing I could hope for; the class is a perfect
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example. I talked to Cathy about this course and asked her about
its contents. She explained how she always liked art, especially
the human figure and that she would enjoy this course. I
listened and did remember her drawing nude figures before. She
was quite good and always was open with her works. She explained
the basically the course gave a history of erotic art, which is
mostly oriental, and then in the second half of the class they
had a techniques workshop. This part interested me and asked
what was done at these workshops. Cathy clarified and told me
that it was just like any other art course, except they painted
and drew erotic figures and still lifes. She explained that
there is more to erotic art then sexual explicit nudes. I
disagreed but listened as she spoke. She continued to tell me
that to be classified as erotic art that it must first classify
as art. The art aspect still remained in that the work must
bring out a feeling or a reason, even simply a unique aspect, but
it must still be art. To qualify as erotic, the art work
attempts to use the beauty and sexualness of the human body and
still keep the artistic aspect. I aksed her if they had models
like in figure drawing courses and she told me they did not.
Rather, the work was done on their own, or in a group and the
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media can be any form. Well, I couldn't wait for her first
project to be assigned. After a month, the project was assigned.
The assignement was to create an erotic piece of art that
involved "bringing to life, a fantasy", they had to create a
drawing of a sexual fantasy of their own or someone elses. I
don't know why but she decided to talk to me about the
assignment. Not to get my fantasy, but she needed help on
decided what she was going to do. As she began to explain her
delima I began to get excited. She told me that she had decided
to draw herself in an erotic pose, but she wanted it to be
different. She wanted to make it very subtle, yet sexy. I
couldn't offer any help since I could barely speak! She
continued to tell me her choices and that I should choose one for
her to do. Her first choice was to draw herself fully clothed,
wearing a dress, but then to overlay lightly atop her figure a
nude form. This idea was alright and I told Cathy it was
,"o.k.". Next, she detailed her second idea. I remember her
dialog well and will let you hear her words. Cathy spoke, "Well,
I like the first idea but it will be hard [to draw]. I
thought, maybe, I would draw me standing nude but put an erect
penis in place of my vagina. I will leave the breasts.".
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I could barely stand to even hear my sister say words like,
"erect", and "vagina".
Cathy continued, "Well, I guess the last thing I was thinking of
doing is different. I had always had a fantasy of masturbating
in a store in front of everyone....so I was going to draw me
hiding behind a clothes rack taking off my clothes.....or maybe
I'll be in a dressing room naked. "
She stopped talking and looked at me and waited for my answer. I
was stunned and finally spoke up. I told my sister that I think
her second idea was the most creative. After a pause she agreed
and told me she would begin work immediately. I followed Cathy
to our spare room in which she had set up her art work. She
didn't mind me following her and said that she would like me to
watch if I wanted. I wanted. First, she began by drafting a
quick sketch of size onto the paper. She was using a large
poster size work area. After a few minutes she had finished the
outline of where her body will go. In the background she had
prepared a large vase to be drawn. She took a picture of her
from a drawer and began work on sketching her likeness. I
figured this part boring and left and told her I would be back.
When I returned my sis was just putting on the finishing touches
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of her face. I commented on how much it looked like her and
thanked me. She thought about the figure for a while and told me
that most bodies are the same. After about a half hour she had
drawn a rough sketch of the body. It was quite good, really, and
again I complimented it. Amusingly, she had drawn her petite
breasts just right. Cathy began to shade the sketch using a
charcoal pencil. When it came to shading her pussy region she
simply covered the area a dark grey. She explained it didn't
matter since it would be covered up anyhow. I agreed. We both
stepped back and looked at the first draft. It looked pretty
good, but Cathy felt obligated to make some touch ups and fixes.
When she was done it was really nice. Cathy spoke to me, "Now,
the hard part.....literally.". She laughed at her joke. Cathy
continued, "No, really, I'm not sure how to do this. Should I
draw an erected or limp penis? I can't decide.". She looked at
me for guidance. I said, "Umm..I dunno. Either one, I guess.".
She decided and agreed on the erect penis. Good choice I
thought. As she took the pencil to paper she started by
sketching a few reference marks. The size, shape, etc. If I
followed her guideline correctly, she had to erection reaching up
to about an inch below to navel. Cathy bluntly spoke up, "O.k.,
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good. Eric, do you model any?". I couldn't believe it! She
wanted to use me as her erection model! Without even waiting for
my reply she said,"Good. Drop em'." She acted to casual...as if
it were nothing. I stood still and did no such thing. However,
if she wanted a model with an erection, she had the perfect
subject.
"Come on, Eric. Don't you want to help me. If not, then I'll
help you.", Cathy spoke. She walked over to me and removed my
shorts then my underwear. My hard cock sprang out and looked her
in the face. Cathy went back to her paper and sketched away
occasional looking at my penis for reference. I was in a daze
the whole time. After she had finished she showed me the
results. It actually was very good and I told her so. She spoke
up," Thanks....Yea, I like it, too. You helped a lot. Perfect
dick, Eric." This really embarrassed me. Cathy continued,
"Really, though. Your cock is perfect. I like dicks like
your's....circumcised and not too bumpy. ", my sister continued
to relate to me her penis preference, "So, anyhow, usually models
get paid about eleven an hour. But instead I'll give you a
percet of the sales from the drawing.". She and I laughed
lightly at that joke. Cathy put the drawing on the floor and
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said,"No....really, your dick is just right for me......", she
approached close to me and quickly, like a snake, grabbed my
burning penis into her hand. Before long she had dropped to
floor on her knees and proceeded to jack me off. She didn't take
me in her mouth, rather, she just gave me a hand job. In about
twenty seconds I climaxed all over her charcoal covered hands.
She wiped off my mess onto the carpet and spoke softly, "I think
that's better than eleven dollars....don't you?". I vehimently
agreed and thanked her for her generous pay rate. I left the
room and washed up in the bathroom. Cathy recieved an "A" on
her project.
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