“And you won’t be doing one now. There is no way my naked body is going to be hung on a wall for all to see. Not my portrait either. You’ll have to paint me in some weird abstract way.” I pretended to be an art critic, “Kayla is represented here as a series of stripes and dots.”
We finished our coffees and then kissing Daniel’s cheek I said goodbye and went shopping to get everything I needed for my room.
**
The next couple of days were spent with me almost imprisoned in my own room. I had cleared it, prepped it and then started painting. The previous night I had shared Daniel’s bed and tonight I was sharing Parker’s but I couldn’t wait to get the room completed. I’d decorated in a light vanilla and my en-suite, which would need decorating next was crammed with the purchases I had made of new lamps, linen, and floor rugs. I was determined to have a sophisticated room all of my own. I was lucky, the room was larger than both my rooms at the apartment put together, so I wasn’t downsizing. Daniel had said I could organise the study downstairs next, ridding it of his dark furniture and making it somewhere that all three of us could use for the business. In the meantime Parker had bought paint ready to start his own room at the weekend, saying he could take the pink no longer.
By the end of the following day the room was done and that night I slept in my new room, all alone. Enjoying the feel of my new mattress and duvet and the soft linens I had bought. I had the best night’s sleep and woke refreshed and ready to seize the day.
“So it’s the weekend. Do we have plans?” I asked the men of the house.
“Well, yes we do,” Daniel replied. “Because something you said to me the other day inspired me so I want you both to come to my studio to help me with a painting.”
“What are you wanting me to do? Hold the canvas up?” Parker jested. “Because I don’t have an artistic bone in my body.”
“No. I bought some special paints yesterday.” Daniel explained. “Ones that are non-toxic to the body but will stay on a canvas.”
I turned to stare at him.
“Kayla gave me the idea when I asked to paint her. She said only in abstract. It gave me an idea and don’t laugh but I had a try myself and it made this.” He held up his cell and we looked at an interesting abstract picture.
“What did you do roll around on the canvas?” I joked.
“Yes,” He replied. “While thinking of you.”
My mouth fell open.
“All the times my body moved as I jerked off are captured in the swirls on the canvas. I want to try one of us all. I’ve placed two large canvases out side by side in the room. I want us to paint each other and then fuck while lying on the canvas. The worst that happens is paint in an awkward place and the potential waste of two canvasses, but I have high hopes. Are you in?” He asked us both.
“Why not,” Parker replied. “I don’t have any other plans and rolling around naked with Kayla sounds good to me.”
“Why not?” I laughed. “It’s certainly different.”
“Okay, you finish your breakfasts and give me thirty minutes to get things set up.” He said, walking out of the room.
**
We gathered in Daniel’s studio. He had fixed a tarp to the floor and the canvases on the top of that. To one side were some of those plastic slip on’s for your feet that you get at the public swimming pools. He pointed to them and explained. “For when we’re finished, so you can get to your showers without leaving a paint trail.”
There were open pots of paint in the usual bright colors and several thick paintbrushes. I picked one up. It was very soft and I stroked it down my hand. I walked over to Daniel and pulled down his shorts and brushed it over his cock. “How does that feel?” The answer came directly from his cock which burgeoned under the bristles.
I walked over to Parker who had already removed his clothes and placed them on the kitchen counter. I brushed the paintbrush over his dick. “That’s nice,” he said. “But I prefer your mouth on it.”
I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. He pumped gently against me as I sucked him deep into my throat.
“Over here you two,” Daniel demanded.
We stopped what we were doing and walked over to him. He took us onto the canvas and asked Parker to lift up his feet, in turn, painting his soles a bright yellow. Then he painted my knees in orange. I dropped back to the floor. When Parker had cum in my mouth, I got up and looked at the canvas. There were smudged marks from my knees and smudged footprints from Parker where we had moved a little as I had sucked him dry. Daniel brought the paints nearer and we painted different colors onto different body parts, leaving our hands and most intimate parts free of paint. Daniel directed Parker to lie on his side on the canvas. He then helped me lie next to him so that my pussy was positioned next to Parker’s ass. Then Daniel placed lube on my butthole, letting Parker take over rubbing it in. Finally, Daniel laid at my other side so his dick was to the front of me.
“Now we do what comes naturally,” He said.
My juices were pouring. I was soaked between my legs at the thought of the double penetration about to occur. Parker placed a hand on the front of me, feeling my pussy lips and then dipping a finger inside me. “God, you’re wet.”
He took his cock in his hand and slowly, an inch at a time pushed inside me, as I relaxed to accept him in my ass. Then Daniel slowly entered my pussy, filling me up. I had never felt so damn full. It was amazing. They moved together, both thrusting inside me in a steady rhythm. I wondered if they could tell that the other’s dick was there. If it gave them any extra friction. But my thoughts were soon lost as I gave myself over to the sensations. “That’s it,” Daniel whispered. “Submit to us. Give us everything.”
That was all I needed for my mouth to begin shouting out what was becoming unleashed from my filthy mind.
“Oh my god, you both have the biggest cocks. I can’t believe they’re both inside me, filling me up.”