“No it isn’t. Did you mean to get to yours?”
“I thought I was in mine.” Kayleigh chuckled dryly.
“No sorry, I’ve been in this cabin since I boarded the train. But since you’re here and you said you were hungry shall we get some food sent here?”
Kayleigh’s stomach knotted in hunger and she licked her lips.
“I wouldn’t turn some down, if you don’t mind.” She suddenly became acutely aware of how stupid she had been and groaned. “I’m sorry you probably think I’m a terrible drunk who tried to break into your room. I promise I’m really not always like this. In fact this is the only time I have. And it’s so embarrassing.” She buried her head in her hands and groaned again -how could she have been so stupid?
Soft warm hands took hold of her wrists and gently tried to tug them.
“Hey now, it’s okay. I can’t say I wasn’t confused but I’ve seen worse, and I’m sure you didn’t mean to. Besides I’ve not met anyone on this train yet so you’ll be the first, and I’m not about to turn someone as gorgeous as you away.”
The last words were so quiet the woman had to lean in to whisper the words. Her hot breath tickled upon Kayleigh’s ear and her stomach knotted. She wasn’t sure what was happening but she wasn’t about to ignore it. Pushing her nerves down she turned her head just enough to face the woman.
“I’m Kayleigh.” As she whispered her name she became aware her voice was squeaky with nerves. It had been a long time since she’d been with anyone and certainly hadn’t come on the train journey expecting to find anyone. Yet it wouldn’t harm anyone if it was what they both wanted, and from the way the woman was acting it was plain that was what she intended. Taking a deep breath the intoxicating scent of lilacs wound its way around her once more warmed by the heat of the woman’s closeness. Her stomach growled and Kayleigh was no longer just hungry for food.
“Samantha.” the reply came huskily. Kayleigh had no chance to respond as soft lips were pushed against hers. After only a heartbeat of hesitation she responded leaning into the kiss parting her lips and darting her tongue forward. She wanted Samantha more than she had wanted anything else. She wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol or the lack of being close to anyone for a while but she felt her nerves completely evaporate and confidence take their place.
Samantha opened her mouth just enough to allow Kayleigh dart her tongue forward. Kayleigh moved as Samantha pulled her closer, hands hurriedly pushed under Kayleigh’s wine coloured silk blouse. The hands felt warm against her breasts and involuntarily she pulled away slightly from the kiss and bit down on Samantha’s bottom lip. To her delight the action elicited a groan as Samantha’s fingers tugged down Kayleigh’s bra finding already taut and aching nipples. Kayleigh pulled away again for just long enough to unbutton both hers and Samantha’s blouses. Pulling Samantha’s white cotton blouse down she tugged on the bra straps and cupped Samantha’s breasts licking her lips. Her eyes locked with Samantha’s the tension rising between them. Kayleigh leaned forward pushing Samantha down onto the seat. It was just wide enough for her to straddle Samantha and she leant down to kiss her passionately pressing her body against her bare skin.
Samantha’s arms wrapped around Kayleigh holding her close. With a slight wriggle Kayleigh placed her knee in between Samantha’s and pressed it gently upward, lifting Samantha’s skirt up with it. In response Samantha arched her back and rocked her hips.
Smiling Kayleigh let her get into a rhythm watching Samantha’s cheeks flush with pleasure a moan escaping from her own lips. As she looked on she felt her own body react, her pussy twitched with need aching to be touched, her heart raced and she trembled with desire.
Kissing Samantha hard she brushed her breasts against hers loving how warm Samantha’s skin felt against hers and how she could feel Samantha’s nipples hardening with pressing against her own already hard and aching nipples.
Keeping her knee in place she moved it gently in the same pattern that Samantha had made. Pushing a little harder she pulled away from the kiss and moved down gazing upon the olive coloured mounds of flesh with desire. Samantha’s nipples were blushed pink, paler then the rest of her body but no less endearing. Taking hold of one of them in her teeth, she teasingly she pulled at it before flicking the tip of her tongue over the pert nipple. Moans filled the air so in response Kayleigh pressed her knee harder against Samantha’s wet pussy pressing against her clit whilst she took more of the nipple into her mouth sucking on it with delight. Having brought it into a sharp point Kayleigh moved to the other nipple and started to work on that one flicking her tongue over it before sucking down taking it into her mouth completely. Samantha’s fingers entwined themselves in her hair and pushed her head down forcing her to take more of Samantha’s breast into her mouth which Kayleigh gladly did enjoying how much she was turning on her saviour.
Moving her knee faster she felt Samantha’s legs clamp down on hers and as her breathing became ragged Kayleigh could tell that she was close to climax. Sucking harder on the nipple in her mouth she trailed on of her hands down Samanatha’s body her nails gently tracing a path down her skin. Samantha shuddered violently her whole body trembling under Kayleigh’s touch before her hands gripped Kayleigh’s head tugging at her hair so hard Kayleigh wasn’t sure she was going to have any left. As she did Samantha’s cries a pure pleasure filled the cabin her body shuddering as she climaxed. Kayleigh remained in place until Samantha’s body fell still and her hands relaxed on her head, then with a final flick of her tongue over Samantha’s breast she sat up moving her leg away from between Samantha’s.
It took a moment for Samantha to move or even open her eyes and in that time Kayleigh looked down at her her head still spinning, a mixture of excitement and alcohol. In the soft light coming from the setting sun that could just be seen in through the cabins window Samantha looked gorgeous and tinged with an afterglow that darkened her skin in a way Kayleigh found completely entrancing.
Opening her mouth to speak she was stopped by her stomach rumbling loudly. Samantha opened her eye and looked up at her chuckling.
“We were meant to be getting food weren’t we?”
Kayleigh nodded then held out her hand as Samantha attempted to sit up. Samantha took hold of her hand and pulled herself up.
“Now what would you like?” Samantha asked quietly while pulling a blanket from the backrest of the seat they had been lying on.
“I don’t know...just nothing with alcohol in it, I think I have already over indulged in that too much today.”
Samantha smiled and stood up handing her the blanket and pulling on her blouse.
“Why don’t you stay here and make yourself comfortable and I’ll go and find something for us to eat.”
Once she was dressed she blew Kayleigh a kiss then left leaving Kayleigh to pull the blanket around her and look around the cabin. Still feeling a little dizzy Kayleigh wrapped the blanket tightly around her and laid back down.
It only seemed to be a few moments before Samantha was stood over her again but Kayleigh realised she must have been asleep for a while. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes she stretched and looked over to the small table onto which Samantha had placed a selection of foods.
“I didn’t know what you would like so I thought a small smorgasbord would be the best way forward. I brought drinks also, but don’t worry nothing alcoholic.” Samantha smiled down at her and motioned to two large glasses on the table. A deep orange which turned to red at the bottom greeted her gaze. Kayleigh wasn’t sure about the drink but she wasn’t about to say anything after Samantha had gone to so much trouble. Looking at the food made her stomach knot and much to her relief she found herself feeling a lot less drunk and far hungrier then she had been before. Samantha moved and sat next to her whilst they both tucked into the food.
It wasn’t long before there was hardly any left and picking
up the last strawberry Kayleigh popped it into her mouth biting down on it enjoying the flesh gave way in the mouth and the juices flowed out. Licking her lips she glanced over and realised that Samantha was watching her with desire in her eyes. Swallowing she looked at her curiously, but got no chance to ask anything as Samantha leaned forward and planted a kiss on her lips. Samantha’s hands pushed her down on the seat pulling the blanket from her.
For a moment Kayleigh lost sight of what Samantha was doing but she heard the clinking of one of the drinking glasses. Then Samantha was over her bending down and planting quick kisses on her neck. To Kayleigh’s surprise the kisses felt cold but not unpleasant. The kisses went lower down her chest over her breasts where Kayleigh realised that Samantha had an ice cube in her mouth. The cold made her skin tingle wherever Samantha kissed her. Samantha shifted and suddenly it was just the ice cube pressed against her skin. It left her momentarily breathless but the feeling of the ice upon her body running over her nipples caused them to pucker and pinch into hard points that ached to be touched.
Kayleigh moaned deeply enjoying the feeling arching her back pushing her breasts upward into the careful touch of Samantha. Much to her frustration rather than giving her breasts some relief Samantha moved down with the ice cube leaving a fiery trail down her stomach. Biting her lip Kayleigh took hold of her own breasts pinching her nipples crying out in delight at how hard her nipples felt and how good it felt to take hold of them pinching them hard.
Samantha continued to go lower and Kayleigh parted her legs letting her get the ice cube down in-between where her body ached and she needed some attention. Her own focus still on her breasts she moaned in pure bliss when she felt the cold cube run over her clit and down her folds. Samantha seemed to be able to expertly get the parts of her body that throbbed with need. The ice cube didn’t seem to last long but the trail it had left behind remained as Samantha blew on it causing Kayleigh to shiver.
Just as Kayleigh was beginning to feel cold Samantha warm tongue ran over the cool trails. Her tongue lapped at her aching clit briefly before pushing through her slit and into and spearing her. Kayleigh cried out in pleasure pinching her nipples and wriggling her hips pushing herself down forcing Samantha deeper into her. Samantha’s tongue felt hard as she pushed it into her pussy but when she moved it out and focused on her clit it felt soft and warm causing Kayleigh’s whole body to tense up.
Her heart raced and her stomach knotted as she started to breathe deeply before under the unrelenting lapping from Samantha caused her whole body to tremble and throb her orgasm breaking over her sending her soaring.
Crying out she squeezed her breasts and didn’t move until Samantha did. When she did move she came up to Kayleigh’s level and she couldn’t’ stop herself from kissing her deeply tasting herself on Samantha’s lips.
Samantha hugged her and smiled down at her.
“Well I for one am glad that you mistook this for your cabin, perhaps for the rest of the journey you would like to share it?”
Kayleigh nodded in response and wrapped her arms tightly around Samantha not wanting to let go and looking forward to the rest of the train journey. It would definitely be one to remember.
Perfect Proportions
Taking a deep breath, Colleen let go of the deep blue covering and moved herself into position. She didn’t pose yet, not until she was asked to. As she settled against the table she gazed at each of the students.
Colleen had been working as a life model for almost two years, and always looked forward to the start of new classes and a whole new set of students. It was always interesting to see the mix of people who attended the classes, and when she could she enjoyed finding out their reasons for signing up.
Looking around she moved from face to face. There was the new to life classes, and now going bright red, lad of about twenty desperately fumbling with his various paintbrushes and easel and attempting to avoid eye contact. Next to him stood the quietly confident elderly man who from the look of his paint splattered clothes and the practised way he arranged his items, was a veteran of the art classes.
Over in the far corner, almost hidden behind her canvas, a nervous red headed lady bobbed around, a flash of a green scarf could occasionally be seen. Smiling to herself Colleen recognised her as someone who had often come to the classes, but who would only talk to her once she had re-robed afterwards.
Her eyes drifted over to the back of the new instructor for the class and she tried to remember her name. She hadn’t officially met her since the communication had been through the course secretary. Annoyed with herself she failed to recall it, but continued to gaze upon her nevertheless. She was stood behind one of the canvases, talking with an unseen student. She ran her eyes over her, admiring what she could see of her ass clearly visible through her pencil skirt as the fabric was pulled tight. Moving her attention up her body she gazed upon her long black hair that came down her back stopping just below her shoulders. It was swept away from her eyes by a red scarf the end of which could just be seen peeking out from under her hair. Colleen wondered what it would feel like to run her hands through it.
In a slow, almost luxurious motion, she turned and Colleen could see her emerald green eyes and tanned smooth face that, although a little age in it, still retained a youthful, mischievous appearance that she found instantly endearing and attractive.
Their eyes met and she waited for some sign of acknowledgement. To her surprise and confusion the woman just picked up a pad of paper from the table close to her and began speaking to the class.
She wasn’t being rude Colleen didn’t think, she just seemed more intent on teaching then actually paying her attention. It frustrated her slightly, but as she stood listening to the class, her eyes upon the woman as she animatedly introduced herself as Sue then began to explain the course, Colleen admired her dedication. Somehow she wanted her; she wanted to see how far her dedication would go and how quickly she could get her. Just the thought of the woman’s hands running over her was enough to send a shiver down Colleen’s spine.
Forcing herself not to be carried away by fantasy she focused and tried to listen to what was being said.
“Numbers are the most important thing when drawing the human form. Everything you are doing a real life drawing needs to be in proportion. Since it’s a form we see every moment of the day it can be the hardest to create upon paper, because your eyes ignore sections and then assume things are there. If you create a piece from this class but somehow it looks wrong, it’s likely that the proportions are out of balance. So make sure you get those correct from the outset.”
Sue paused and gazed upon each one in turn, before continuing. Colleen shifted her weight slightly. This wasn’t the time to be holding still, and since she had yet to be put in the desired position, ‘bent over the table’ - she laughed inside as the thought popped into her mind. A blush blossomed across her face. She would have to be careful during the session, otherwise she was going to get carried away.
Her body tensed and she focused on the floor, trying not to look at Sue at all taking a deep breath she attempted to relax as she waited, trying to push down thoughts that set her on edge with need.
Sue was talking again; her words pushed their way past Colleen’s own thoughts and echoed in her head. Her sultry voice cried out for attention and wouldn’t let go, so Colleen listened to what she was saying to the class once more.
“The human body is an amazing thing, no two are alike and so each model you have will, and should, look different upon paper. The differences may be minute but they will be there, and those minute differences all build up to give a unique being, which should be reflected within your drawings.”
She heard her turn and Colleen felt the class’s eyes falling onto her. Focusing on the floor she did her best to become extremely interested in a simple blue paint speck.
“This body for ex
ample is very well proportioned but has its own unique make up. So you need to work upon the proportions and then add the uniqueness and personality. Make sure, if you are doing a realistic picture that you get the shoulders and head in proportion with the rest of the body - quite often they are the hardest to do. Also, spend some time working on the arms and legs.”
Colleen realised she was nothing but a tool right now. The thought sent an odd shiver through her body. Just a tool to be used and moulded, her pussy twitched at the thought of it, the idea making her heart race and her nipples to become erect. She wanted Sue’s direction, needed it in a way she hadn’t been expecting but enjoyed.
A shadow moved over her. Heart racing, becoming almost deafening, she needed to concentrate, to be professional and to focus.
“Colleen is it?” Sue asked, her voice almost deafening Colleen. Biting back a moan as Sue had almost purred out her name Colleen realised she couldn’t take much more of it. Nodding in response she didn’t trust herself to speak. She heard the woman take a deep breath and she found herself hanging on in expectation of what Sue was about to say.
“Well Colleen, please could you get into position now. If you could stand up and place one hand upon the chair.” Moving as instructed, she attempted to focus and calm down. Gripping the back of the chair she positioned herself. The chair had been put there in case she needed to lean against something. Sue moved closer warmth flooding out of her body which Colleen could feel even though they weren’t touching.
“There, now could you twist your body slightly,” Colleen complied moving as if in a daze “ah that’s it, perfect. Right this pose will be for a while, but please tell me if you need to move we don’t want you straining this tool you’ve been blessed with.” With that Sue moved away and her attention instantly returning to the group.
As Colleen focused on the position she focused enough to be able to do her job. Normally she would have watched the people drawing but today she just remained focused on the chair and the fleck of paint, not trusting herself to not blush or lose her train of thought.
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