Hen party life drawing class leads to so much more! Chapter 1

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The call came out of the blue “Owen, mate, need a favour!” It was Alex, Owen’s friend from art school. They’d shared a flat and even double dated for a while, the memory of one particular night of pure lust, where they even shared partners, came swimming back to Owen, but after art school, as the months went by they’d slowly lost that once close contact. They had very different artistic approaches, Alex was commercially very savvy. He'd decided early on that art was his way of making money, of having a freer and easier life than being stuck in an office, or in poverty! He was talented, definitely, thought Owen, but he lacked the desire to create something new. Owen was more of a purist, pushing the boundaries of his creativity, well that’s what he told himself, when he ended up having to draw cartoons on the street to pay his bills!

“Alex! Long time no speak”, said Owen cautiously, “what can I do for you? You must be pretty desperate to get this far through your phone book”. “OK, fair comment”, Owen could hear the uncertainty in Alex’s voice, “Look, I realise that this is plucking at straws but my life class model has dropped out and I’m stuck for a special class this Saturday. I need another model. Are you up for it?”

Life modelling, thought Owen. He had done it before, well they’d both done it while at art school and in fact they’d posed for each other to help get through some tricky assignments. He was pretty confident in his body, not exactly Michaelangelos David but he was in good shape,and confident of standing naked in front of people, with their eyes roaming, all over you - without getting a stiffy!

“Let me check my diary”, he said, knowing damn well that there was nothing in it for weeks! He wandered across the large attic room which acted as his studio, and went through the pretence of locating his diary amongst a pile of small canvases and paint pots on the large desk. “Hmm, I could, maybe. What time on Saturday?” “8pm” Alex replied, instantly, “It’s a bit different from my usual classes, this one’s for a hen party.” “A what?” exclaimed Owen. “A hen party?” All sorts of thoughts swirled around his head, a bunch of women on the razz, wine a plenty, no doubt. “I’ve never heard of such a thing” he said. “Oh yes”, said Alex, “They’re becoming very popular, I’m doing at least one a weekend. And it’s good money. I’ll bung you £100 for a couple of hours work, basically just standing, or sitting around. Interested?”

Owen thought about it. What had he got to lose? And the idea of a bunch of increasingly pissed and possibly horny women looking at his naked body gave him a bit of a thrill. He had been single for a couple of months since Natalie had gone off with the bloody art dealer. “Gold digger” he said. “What?” he heard Alex say in his ear. “Sorry, nothing”, Owen gathered himself quickly, “yeah I’m up for it, sounds a bit of a laugh.” “Oh you’re going to have a lot of fun” Alex chuckled. See you at my studio on Brompton Road, you know the place. If you can get there a bit early that’d be great.” “No problems” said Owen, “see you Saturday.”

The week flew by, suddenly it was Saturday. Owen was conscious that he’d been celibate for some time and he certainly didn’t want to screw thing up that evening by getting too aroused, so he decided it was going to be a two wank day, one now and another later on during the afternoon, hopefully that’d keep his libido and his cock under control! His tablet was on the bedside table, he pulled the duvet down to expose his body and picked it up. He had soon logged into his favourite porn site and had found the video he was after, it was a simple video, a girl, standing naked against a wall and masturbating. She was in her twenties, smooth curves, full breasts and a small triangle of dark pubic hair. He turned the sound up to full so he could hear her breathing, hear how it changed as her fingers found her sex, and began to twirl around her clit. She was lost in her own world, as if she wasn’t aware of the camera being there.

He was fully aroused now, the tablet held in his left hand and the other holding his cock pointing to the ceiling and twitching, spasmodically. One hand went to her breasts and started to tweak the nipple, she moaned, Owen caught his breath, he wanted to fuck her. Her hips started to sway from side to side and both her hands began to massage her sex. He could see at least two fingers sliding in and out, in and out. His hand started to slide up and down his shaft, faster and faster. Her moans got louder and louder, both her hands were pressed against her sex. Owen could feel he was getting close. Suddenly she gave a loud gasp and her whole body jerked as she came, Owen’s cock erupted almost immediately, streams of hot cum splashing across his tummy. The tablet’s screen slowly faded to black and Owen was alone again, the only sound was that of his breathing, gradually slowing back down to normal.

He switched the tablet off and returned it to the bedside table. Using his hand to stop any of his cum from dripping onto the bed or the floor he quickly headed for the shower. A quick shower now and a proper one after his afternoon wank and he’d be ready to act the professional life model!

Owen filled the hours by completing a few chores. He did his washing, he went to the supermarket and bought some food for the coming week. He even managed to stop off for a cheeky cortado at one of his favourite cafes. He couldn’t help it but he couldn’t stop thinking about the job. What was the hen party going to be like, he heard about the sort of hijinks that happened? Would the women be so pissed they’d be coming on to him? Would they want to “touch” him? Would they expect him to do more than just model? This was certainly going to be a bit of adventure, most definitely a leap in the dark!

“I’ve got to do something to take my mind off tonight” he said to himself. “Time t

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Written by Wordsmith Andy
Cargado October 23, 2020
Notes Doing his friend a favour, modelling at a life drawing class leads to a sensual, creative experience with mind-blowing sex.
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