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The Duty Of A King: Aria

King Alexander helps a young painter find release.

Once upon a time, In a faraway land, There was a kingdom. Shadowvale was located near the sea, and mountainside. The castle overhung the town that kept growing with the winters that passed; a symbol of prosperity that gave the people a fine standard of living. Craftspeople, nobles, knights and maidens lived together in harmony with nature and time. Shadowvale was a prosperous kingdom, with a substantial wealth due to the...

PJH

The Painter And Decorator

A decorator compliments the lady of the house on the shape of her bottom and, eventually, they are in bed together

"Nice arse," said the man on the stepladder as the mature woman in tight jodhpurs bent over. "What did you say?" demanded the not unattractive woman, turning to face the man. "I said, nice arse; it may be a bit big but that is how I like them," said the man on the ladder. "How dare you! apologise at once," snapped the woman. "I am just complimenting you on your arse, Mrs," replied the man. "You will get out of my house th...

Lisa

Painting Pictures

Mia discovers a perk to working late at night.

Mia flicked her long, dark braid over her shoulder and took in her work with a critical eye. Her compressed lips softened into a slow smile as her gaze swept from one side of the wall to the other. She planted her hands on her hips and let out a relieved breath, pleased with her efforts. Even with the scaffolding still in the way it didn’t detract from the overall effect. Gareth Robertson of Robertson Klein Architects had...

Hentai

Paint Me, Miss!

A woman decides that she's better off without men but discovers a new object of love at an art class

I was completely submerged in water, the only part of me that was sticking up was the top of my head and my nose so that I could breath. It was so warm my head span even though I was lying down but the weak feeling was welcomed by my hot body that writhed beneath my hand. My left fingers slipped between the lips of my sex and gently rubbed the juices that I could feel despite the water. My body instantly responded to the...

0PrincessX0

The Painter

Inspired by another kind of painter I know. ;]

Aiden was a painter by trade. Not the imaginative, Picasso type, but a decorator. It wasn’t what he had aspired to be, but for now, at least, it kept him living comfortably in his bachelor lifestyle. At 33 years of age, Aiden had yet to find a woman he connected with on a high enough level to convince him he wouldn’t be wasting his time and money on a wedding. It didn’t faze him though; he was good-looking, kept himself i...