Straight Male / 56
Mom Modeled Nude For Me
All through high school I was proficient in art having taken art classes and always sketching and drawing. Just before my senior year, I went to Art Camp for a week and studied further preparing for college.
After I got back home I was busy perfecting some of the techniques studied at camp. One morning I was sitting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen doing some charcoal sketches. My Mom came down and grabbed a cup of coffee before getting ready for work. She was sitting on a tall stool wearing a terrycloth robe and checking out my work as we chatted. I just started to sketch her as she sat there and did a somewhat rough sketch of her form without a lot of detail and a plain oval shaped face. She wasn't wearing a bra as I could see a lot of cleavage.
The next morning I showed her several sketches that I had done and added more detail. In one of the sketches I had drawn her with the robe pulled of the shoulders with her breasts exposed. She giggled when she saw it and complimented me on how well the sketch looked and my mastering of figure drawing. She told me she was flattered and I asked her if she would like to model more so I could put my portfolio together for college. She agreed after I told her I didn't have much experience with a live model.
That night we were watching TV while she had a few cocktails I asked her if she wanted to do more modeling for some sketches I wanted to do and she agreed and said she wanted to grab a shower first. After her shower, she came back out in a short, lighter weight robe which really showed off her curves.
I had gotten the stool and brought in into the den and she had a seat with her legs crossed sipping another drink. Same type of pose as before except I asked her if she could open the robe more and to my surprise she pulled it open and left it fall down not only off her shoulders but almost to her waist. She put her arm across her breasts covering them slightly. "How's this" she asked? I swallowed hard and said " That's perfect".
My divorced Mom was 39 , tall and still slim with just a few extra pounds, but all in the right places. I did a quick charcoal sketch as before, just her form thinking I could work out the detail later. Then she agreed to do another with her arms raised up behind her head and I couldn't keep my eyes off her breasts, she was a 36C and still full and firm without sagging.
Then I got to thinking and told her it would be a lot quicker and easier if I could just snap some black and white pictures of different poses and then do more detailed drawings from the pictures. She was hesitant, but having had a few drinks, she agreed after I told her that was the best way to do the project.
That weekend after she came home from an evening out with friends, I asked her if she was up for some more modeling using the camera. She was a little buzzed and before I knew it she was dropping her robe and giggling asking me what I wanted her to do. I told her to drop her panties and pose completely nude and she dropped them and kicked them to the side. I was surprised by her figure and full bush.
I must have posed her in 8-10 different poses, standing, sitting on the stool with legs slightly spread, the whole show. Each time I posed her I was touching her body as I moved her in different positions. When I was done shooting pictures, She stood up and hugged me still nude, giggling and saying " I can't believe we're doing this". When I hugged her tight, she felt my cock hardening in my pajamas as it pressed against her. " I can't believe we're doing this either" I laughed. "It feels like you're really enjoying it" Mom said as she felt my cock with her hand.
Over the course of the next few weeks we continued to play " Artist and Model" eventually she began playing with my hard cock after a night of drinking and posing and then it grew into full blown fuck sessions until I went off to college. But Art Classes and nude models in college were never like the education I got at home with Mom.
After I got back home I was busy perfecting some of the techniques studied at camp. One morning I was sitting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen doing some charcoal sketches. My Mom came down and grabbed a cup of coffee before getting ready for work. She was sitting on a tall stool wearing a terrycloth robe and checking out my work as we chatted. I just started to sketch her as she sat there and did a somewhat rough sketch of her form without a lot of detail and a plain oval shaped face. She wasn't wearing a bra as I could see a lot of cleavage.
The next morning I showed her several sketches that I had done and added more detail. In one of the sketches I had drawn her with the robe pulled of the shoulders with her breasts exposed. She giggled when she saw it and complimented me on how well the sketch looked and my mastering of figure drawing. She told me she was flattered and I asked her if she would like to model more so I could put my portfolio together for college. She agreed after I told her I didn't have much experience with a live model.
That night we were watching TV while she had a few cocktails I asked her if she wanted to do more modeling for some sketches I wanted to do and she agreed and said she wanted to grab a shower first. After her shower, she came back out in a short, lighter weight robe which really showed off her curves.
I had gotten the stool and brought in into the den and she had a seat with her legs crossed sipping another drink. Same type of pose as before except I asked her if she could open the robe more and to my surprise she pulled it open and left it fall down not only off her shoulders but almost to her waist. She put her arm across her breasts covering them slightly. "How's this" she asked? I swallowed hard and said " That's perfect".
My divorced Mom was 39 , tall and still slim with just a few extra pounds, but all in the right places. I did a quick charcoal sketch as before, just her form thinking I could work out the detail later. Then she agreed to do another with her arms raised up behind her head and I couldn't keep my eyes off her breasts, she was a 36C and still full and firm without sagging.
Then I got to thinking and told her it would be a lot quicker and easier if I could just snap some black and white pictures of different poses and then do more detailed drawings from the pictures. She was hesitant, but having had a few drinks, she agreed after I told her that was the best way to do the project.
That weekend after she came home from an evening out with friends, I asked her if she was up for some more modeling using the camera. She was a little buzzed and before I knew it she was dropping her robe and giggling asking me what I wanted her to do. I told her to drop her panties and pose completely nude and she dropped them and kicked them to the side. I was surprised by her figure and full bush.
I must have posed her in 8-10 different poses, standing, sitting on the stool with legs slightly spread, the whole show. Each time I posed her I was touching her body as I moved her in different positions. When I was done shooting pictures, She stood up and hugged me still nude, giggling and saying " I can't believe we're doing this". When I hugged her tight, she felt my cock hardening in my pajamas as it pressed against her. " I can't believe we're doing this either" I laughed. "It feels like you're really enjoying it" Mom said as she felt my cock with her hand.
Over the course of the next few weeks we continued to play " Artist and Model" eventually she began playing with my hard cock after a night of drinking and posing and then it grew into full blown fuck sessions until I went off to college. But Art Classes and nude models in college were never like the education I got at home with Mom.
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