"Love in life and art"
And the sharp dark corners of winter unfold Chiaroscuro and creases and uncertain lines. He does not know me And yet I draw him My own contrived deity. His words stained His hand the plot of Anna Karinina. Not knowing...
"My first real attempt at smut! About an art student lusting after a nude model."
Life Drawing Class had somehow turned out slightly different than how she imagined. While she expected nudity she never expected a model so devastatingly beautiful. His skin was a dark olive, lips tantalizingly full, hair dark and cut short, eyes...
"Instead of a love poem about some ONE I love, I switched it up to a someTHING I love."
Click.Another object,Or a person,Frozen.Click.A sound of love,Not a hobby,Passion.Click.It's more than that,It's awesome,Art.Click.Something simple,Completely changed,New.Click.Black and white,Maybe color,Film.Click.Develop.Admire.Photography.
"Love is in the air, but will it break?"
Hey guys! This is my first story here so criticism is needed. More stories will come, and I hope you enjoy this one!THERE WAS always something missing in Anney's life. It made her sad to think of never finding out...
"Art really does come in all shapes and sizes"
Let me introduce myself, my name is Brandy. I'm 26 years old and married with two beautiful kids. At the tender age of 26, I work for one of the biggest law firms in the United States. You would think...
"Hunky Ash, shows hot-head, Kaya, there's more to do in class than just study and paint."
Staying behind college to do my artwork wasn’t exactly my idea of fun, I was missing my bed, the TV and a lovely cup of tea but the painting was nearly finished. I wasn't as irritated as I could be...
"A tale from the long, hot Australian summer."
  Loretta looked from one to the other of us. I could see it in her eyes that she was serious; she wanted to fuck both of us right there and then.  It had been an unusual day...
"A story from the long,hot Australian summer."
  Saturday, February 15 th . 7: 30am  I watched Loretta’s beautifully manicured hand as she lifted the coffee pot. She smiled sweetly and poured me a cup. At dinner the night before she had told me she...
"A story from the long, hot Australian summer."
 “I’ve taken her husband, now I’m going to take her lover. After that, who knows what I might take…………….”  Loretta’s words still lingered in my head as I awoke. She had somehow worked her way in to my...
"A story from the long, hot Australian summer."
 Saturday 12:30 pm  After giving it some thought, I decided to ask Loretta out to lunch. It was the day she was to pose for me and, later in the evening, I also wanted her to sit in...