Even though I’m well beyond school age, I occasionally enjoying taking a self interest course at night. I decided to take a painting class and I really liked the teacher. He was very sexy and artistic and I volunteered to help after class if he wanted me to. I helped him clean up a few times afterwards. He showed me a painting he was working on and said he was going to stay late to try and finish it. I asked if he minded if I stayed to watch. He said that was fine and he painted and I watched.
He took a break after a while and asked me to come look closer at the canvas. He took me by the hand and got paint on me. I laughed and soon he smeared some on me on purpose and things got messy quickly from there. I stripped off my clothes as did he. We took some paint and smeared it on one another. My hardened nipples were soon streaked with color. We kissed and laughed and acted like naughty, messy children. I saw he was erect, and I reached out to touch his cock and jack him off, which he seemed to like.
Soon we were fucking over his desk and covered in all kinds of colors. It was surreal, messy, yet fun and playful as well. He pounded my pussy and I came as his paint covered hands grabbed at my body. His cock sinking in and out of me with each passion filled thrust. When we were finished, we tried to clean up as best we could with water and paper towels at the sink, but went home pretty covered in paint to be soaked off in a hot, soapy tub. I must say, it was the most fun art class I’d ever attended.
