Sometimes for my work I have to attend openings for exhibitions at galleries and museums. A while ago I attended one with some colleagues and after the curators talk there was some wine and music and we were just hanging around talking.

I was in line at the bar and struck up a conversation with the cute PhD student in line behind me. We discussed the talk, the exhibition, the usual. But we had that immediate chemistry, I could feel it right away. There was that unmistakable feeling in the eye contact, the body language. We ended up in a corner with our wine chatting. We ended up at a nearby bar afterwards, talking close. We ended up at her place making her scream into a pillow so we didn’t wake her roommate.

Our easy chemistry in conversation translated into easy chemistry in bed. She had a great body, smallish tits with big nipples, great for biting. She had a flat stomach and a big bush to match her long wild hair. She rode my face aggressively on her bed, not letting me breathe for long stretches and laughing as I gasped for air afterwards. She came like a freight train, I loved the way her stomach muscles clenched tight and she pulled on her own nipples as she came. We only fucked once that night but she came on my tongue about 500 times and in every position.

Cheers to good art!