Naked Portraits Pt. 02

Anna laughed.

"That is a rare quality in a man so young."

She stood up and pulled her shirt over her head briefly exposing an ash colored sports bra then the bar quickly followed the shirt. In just her tight shorts, she walked out of the kitchen. Not waiting to be asked, Hawk followed. He expected her to head for the shower, but instead, she headed to the bedroom. She crawled onto the bed then rolled on her back. She propped herself up on her elbows and asked, "Where did you wank off last night?"

"In the shower," he said. His face colored red at the embarrassing admission.

She gave a crooked smile and said, "No reason to be ashamed of wanking. We all do it." To prove her point, she closed her eyes and slid her left hand under the elastic band of her shorts. After a couple of self-thrilling minuets, she opened her eyes and said in a voice heavy with excitement. "Let me watch you." The question took him by surprise and he wasn't sure what she meant. She laughed and said, "Undress for me, I want to watch."

Hawk peeled his t-shirt over my head, dropped his shorts to the floor and stood before her in straining boxer shorts.

"My, surfing keeps you fit," she said hungrily with a tiny edge of regret. Her hand went back to work under her shorts. "Why ... are you ... just ... bloody ... nineteen?"

He was sure she didn't expect an answer and peeled down his underwear.

"Lovely," she said at his impressive erection. Focusing on his hovering hardon she removed her shorts and panties. "Wank for me," she said.

Excitement trumped all sense of self consciousness as he took his erection in his right hand and stroked. His eyes focused on her middle and ring finger of her right hand working in a clockwise circular motion on her clitoris. Then he flickered to her breasts reduced to small pleasing swells in her reclined position. Then his eyes went to her enraptured face.

"Yes," she suddenly uttered. Her eyes locked on his sliding hand as she came. A few seconds later she asked in a winded voice, "You ready too?"

"Yes," he said with urgency.

"I want to see. Ejaculate on my belly." She propped herself on her elbows.

Outside of a porn movie, Hawk never thought he'd hear a woman make such a request. He walked over to the bed, knelt between her spread legs and in two sharp stokes, exploded six huge jets across her freckled abdomen. His eyes locked in on the triangle of red hair between her legs fascinated with the white globs clinging there.

Anna laughed at the sudden mess then with him still kneeling over her, she brought herself to a quick second orgasm. When she returned to earth, she looked up at him and said, "You see? Everybody wanks. Now get out so I can clean up and go to work."

***

Hawk sat at a restaurant with some surfing friends and his cell rang. It was Anna.

"Am I interrupting?"

"Not at all," he said, ready drop whatever he was doing whenever she called.

"Free for some pie and coffee later?"

"Sure. How later?"

"Nine tonight?"

"Be there."

For the last few months, Anna and Hawk met a couple of times a week. They would always have something to eat first, then he would watch. Sometimes she would talk to him, other times she would pretend that he wasn't there. Except for an occasional peck on the cheek or the incidental contact, they rarely touched but when they did, it was like being stuck by lightning for him. She never asked him to come her abdomen again though ... but he lived in hope.

Most times he would watch her masturbate then watch her dress and she would leave without a word. On those days, he would lie and finish himself in the vacated warmth of her bed. Sometimes after getting dressed, Anna would stand and watch him relieve myself and then leave.

A few seconds after nine, Hawk walked into the pool house with giddy anticipation but immediately put on mental breaks when he saw that she had company.

"Hello Hawking, come meet some friends," she said in her pleasant deep accented voice. He approached the sofa and Anna stood to greet him. She wore a light blue short sleeve blouse with no bra on underneath for he could see her nipples through the material; below, she wore faded 501 jeans.

Her friends, a man and a woman, stood up too.

"This is Nanda," Anna said introducing him to a beautiful black woman. "She's from Algiers and works at her county's embassy."

Nanda took his hand and said in French accented English, "Anna was not exaggerating you are quite pretty."

"Please to meet you," Hawk said as his face warmed. He was totally taken off guard at being so blatantly complimented by such a stunning woman.

Nanda was tallish perhaps five ten. Her dark brown hair had a reddish tint and cut super short in a dense curly crew. Her dark brown eyes seemed abnormally large. She was blessed with high cheekbones and the most amazing full lips painted with lavender lipstick. She wore a one-piece, sleeveless burnt orange dress that settled just above mid thigh. The dress was made of a clingy material that displayed her fine figure, which was on the slim side of voluptuous. Several gold rings adorned her elegant neck, similar rings clacked at her wrists and matching loop earrings hung from her ears. The exposed skin on her face, arms and legs were a deep rich coffee brown.

"This is Alphonse, he's a fireman," Anna said.

Alphonse laughed and said, "Emergency rescue actually." He shook Hawk's hand with a firm manly grip. His features were Hispanic with a nose that would be considered big yet was a perfect fit to his handsome face, his hair in a loose Elvis like pompadour with enough sideburns for dash. When he smiled, Hawk felt like smiling too. Alphonse was the shortest person in the room at about five seven but hardly the smallest. The guy was wide at the shoulders and built like a running back. His muscled upper body pushed at the seams of his black long sleeved silk shirt, the same went for his lower half in black cotton slacks. The skin on his face and hands were a dark caramel color and amazingly smooth.

"I made an American apple pie," Anna said and left the living room.

Nanda and Alphonse sat back down on the sofa; Hawk sat in one of the two matching living room chairs. Anna returned with a tray of coffee mugs, small plates, cream, sugar and a carafe of coffee. She put the tray down on the coffee table, dashed out, and quickly returned with a sliced pie. Hawk poured coffee while Anna served the pie with a mirror like pie server.

Alphonse took a big bite of his pie and then said, "This is great. What's the difference between an American apple pie and a British apple pie?"

"Geography," Anna said making everyone laugh.

The conversation flowed as they ate and Hawk wondered when the couple was going to leave.

After the pie Anna pored snifters of brandy.

As they sipped the distilled wine, Anna said, "I think Hawk is the only one in the dark about tonight, I should fill him in." She looked at Hawk and said, "Nanda and Alphonse agreed to let you and me watch them make love."

"Really?" Hawk said totally surprised. His heart went into high gear. His eyes flickered to beautiful Nanda who gave him a small bemused smile.

"Yes really," Anna said suppressing a laugh at his shock. She smiled at Nanda and Alphonse. "Do as you please. No need to perform just enjoy each other."

Nanda put her brandy glass down, stood up, took Alphonse by the hand and pulled him to feet too. They embrace and kissed softly.

Anna got up and knelt on the floor next to Hawk who leaned forward in his chair, his mouth slightly agape.

He whispered to Anna, "Where did you meet them?"

"No need to whisper," Anna answered in a mocking whisper of her own and then continued at a normal volume. "I met them at a charity function held by SCIT."

"Are they a couple?" Hawk asked at normal volume too. It felt a little weird speaking out loud with two people kissing just a couple feet away.

"No, I recruited them separately. They've met once before and are making love for the first time tonight."

Alphonse's hands roamed over Nanda's fine body pulling her in close. The kiss broke and with a playful but firm push from Nanda, Alphonse fell back in a sitting position on the sofa. Nanda removed the gold ring bracelets from her wrists and then the earrings.

"I nearly tore a lob off once making love in these," Nanda said. Her French accent added a sexy edge to everything she said.

"I'm trained to stem the flow of blood," Alphonse said as he undid the cuffs of his black silk shirt.

"Can you stem flows other than blood?" Nanda asked.

Alphonse smiled at the subtle little joke.

Nanda pulled her burnt orange dress over her head giving Hawk a wonderful view of her splendid curvy ass in translucent lavender panties. She did a turn to give Alphonse a view of her backside thus giving Hawk a clear look at her front. A matching lavender bra pushed her perfect full breasts pleasingly together. Hawk wondered if her lavender lipstick was chosen because it matched her underwear so perfectly. Her flat stomach and narrow waist created a sweet hourglass shape. Her eyes caught Hawk's and they almost seemed to sparkle as she removed her bra allowing gravity to lay claim to her breasts with a stimulating bounce. She was a perfect dark brown all over up top. She turned back around to gave Alphonse the view.

"You are fine," Alphonse said stating the obvious.

Nanda slipped her panties down her smooth dark legs. Her perfect naked brown ass showing faint traces of tan lines creating the only break in her dark brown skin. Nanda repeated her little turn and Hawk's eyes took in the black curly triangle between her legs. She turned to face Alphonse again, extended a hand, pulled him to his feet and help him to remove his shirt.

"Oh my," Anna exclaimed.

Nanda gasped in surprised too as everyone in the room discovered that Alphonse's shoulders and upper arms were decorated with twin dragon tattoos. The serpents were very different. One was predominately black and appeared feathery, the other red and scaly. Both were beautiful works of art in striking detail.

Alphonse flexed his dragons. "I dated a tattoo artist from Chicago a couple of years ago," he said.

Anna got up to get a closer look. "These are brilliant," she said as she ran her fingers over the scaly red dragon. Nanda did the same to the black feathery one on his other arm. As riveting as the dragon tattoos were, Hawk's eyes were more interested in the naked beautiful Algerian woman standing close enough to touch.

"This is brilliant too," Nanda declared as she slid a hand over Alphonse's bulge in his silk boxers.

Anna backed away and sat on the arm of Hawk's chair. Nanda dropped to her knees and put her hands on Alphonse's hips and slipped the boxers down his legs. Alphonse's steel hard seven-inch circumcised erection bobbed free for all to see.

"Such a pretty thing," Nanda said in French. She took his erection into her mouth without the use of her hands.

"What did you say?" Alphonse asked as he looked down at Nanda engulfing his dark brown erection.

Since her mouth was full, Hawk answered for her, "She says your dick is pretty."

Nanda freed her mouth, looked at Hawk and asked in French, "You speak French?"

"A little."

"Do you find me attractive?"

"Yes, you are very beautiful."

"What you all saying?" Alphonse asked.

"That he agrees with you that I am beautiful," Nanda said. She smiled at Hawk, stood up, embraced Alphonse and kissed him again with his wet slick erection pressed between them. Alphonse gripped Nanda's ass, his lighter brown hands a pleasing contrast against her dark coffee skin. The kiss ended and Nanda spoke in rapid fire French.

"What you say now?" Alphonse asked.

"The bedroom's that way," Hawk said pointing.

"Thank you," Nanda said as she took her new lover's hand and led him to the bedroom.

Anna and Hawk followed.

"You are full of surprises, Mr. Hawk," Anna said.

"It's been that kind of night," Hawk returned.

Nanda and Alphonse fell on the bed groping, rubbing and kissing. Anna and Hawk stood on opposite sides of the bed watching the couple created a palatable sexual friction. Hawk's eyes drifted up to Anna and as she watched the groping pair, she unbuttoned her blouse and let it slip off her freckled shoulders exposing her naked bra-less breasts. She unsnapped her jeans and pealed them down; she wore no underwear below either and stood naked across from him.

Hawk's eyes dropped from Anna to the two on the bed. Like a magician in a magic show, Anna produced a condom seemingly from nowhere and handed it to Nanda who nimbly applied it to Alphonse's stiff member. Nanda dropped back onto the bed and Alphonse guided his freshly covered erection to her wet opening and in one smooth thrust, he entered her eliciting a laugh from Nanda and soft epithetic gasp from Anna. Alphonse's ass slowly rose and fell; Nanda let out a small gasp with each thrust.

Nanda laughed lustily, slapped Alphonse's ass and said, "Faster and harder dragon man." He answered with a quicker pace and greater force causing Nanda's breasts to bounce with each slapping thrust.

An unexpected hand on Hawk's right shoulder made him jump. For a second he stupidly thought that there was a fifth person in the room only to see that it was Anna. He had been so focused on the love making that he hadn't seen her slip around to his side. Her arms crept around, undid the buttons of his shirt then she peeled it from his body. She pressed against his back as her hands drifted over his exposed chest and abdomen.

This was probably the most prolonged physical contact they had ever had and Hawk felt excitement beyond description. He was so hard that he literally ached. Her hands fell to his hips and slipped his board shorts along with the underwear to a heap around his ankles. Anna lightly pressed her naked body against him, he felt the hard tips of her nipples on his back and subtle tickle of her pubic hair on his ass. Her hands slipped under his arms, strayed down his chest and found his steely erection and she explored its length with both her hands. Abruptly, she pulled away from him and walked back to her spot opposite him on the other side of the bed.

Hawk's erection twitched in outrage, but at the same time, he was glad she had moved away for if she had continued to stroke him, he would have exploded all over the couple on the bed.

"My God!" Nanda exclaimed in French.

Her back arched briefly lifting both her and Alphonse into the air. Her next series of vocalizations were in Arabic and Berber then she released a wholehearted laugh of genuine glee and said, "That was very good." She seemed to notice that Anna and Hawk were naked for the first time and her eyes locked on Hawk's large stiff erection. "That is very good too," Her attention returned to Alphonse lying on top of her. "Take me from the back."

"In the butt?" Alphonse asked.

Nanda laughed. "No, if you try that I will tear off your fool's stick and feed it to the dogs. Just enter me from behind." They hurriedly switched positions and Alphonse entered her. "Hit it hard Dragon Man," she demanded.

Nanda gasped and grunted as Alphonse slammed into her with bruising force and with each thrust she called for more in English, French, Berber, Arabic and perhaps some Italian too. Hawk stared unblinking at the steady bounce and sway of Nanda's breasts. He shifted to the foot of the bed to look at her face. Her eyes were closed, her expression serious and focused. Then her eyes flew open and she came loudly vocalizing her ecstasy in all her languages.

In a fix of delirious laughter, Nanda pulled away from Alphonse and fell on her side to rest. Apparently, she had a predilection for laughter after orgasm. She rolled on her back still laughing as she signaled Alphonse to entered her again. He did and quickly got back to ramming speed.

Anna propped a knee up on the bed, spread the red patch between her legs and brought herself to orgasm with the fingers of her right hand. When her breathing normalized, her eyes met Hawk's. Catching the giggles from giddy Nanada, she laughed. Fighting to control her laughter, Anna said to Alphonse, "We want a money shot when you're ready."

"Where do you want it?" Alphonse asked.

"Where ever Nanda says," Anna answered.

"Let pretty Hawk pick," Nanada said in a breathy voice looking at Hawk.

Without thinking Hawk said, "Face."

"My face?" Nanda asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Hawk you dirty boy," Anna said.

Hawk cringed, fearing he had made the wrong call for this was no sleazy porn film after all.

"All right do it on my face," Nanda agreed to Hawk's surprise ... and joy.

Alphonse suddenly stopped thrusting, pulled out of Nanda, snapped off the condom and took his rock hard erection in his hand. They slipped off the bed. Nanda knelt on the floor and Alphonse stood over her. Anna and Hawk moved in close to watch.

Nanda hypnotically fixed her eyes on the head of Alphonse's erection sliding in his fist. With a crooked smile on her beautiful dark face she said, "This is such a nasty thing to do."

Seconds later Alphonse sprayed her. Nanda yelped as a jet of white struck her under her left eye. Two more quick ropes followed, one lining her nose up the middle and the other striped her full sweet lips and dangled at her chin.

"This is such a nasty thing to do," Nanda repeated, with a deep sexy giggle as she wiped at her left eye. Hawk marveled at the contrast of the creamy white fluid on Nanda's dark brown face. He watched with fascination as the bit that dangled from her chin dropped onto her left breast.

Anna appeared at Hawk's side, kissed his cheek and whispered, "Would you like to anoint me in the same way?"

The sudden rushing in his head made it hard to think. He couldn't form words so he simply nodded. Better hurry he thought.

Sensing his urgency, Anna dropped to her knees before him, gripped his steel hard pole just as he started ejaculating. A gushing rope of fluid hit her right freckled cheek and exploded in all directions. She blinked but kept her eyes open as she fixed on the end his spewing organ in her hands. A second jet streaked across her forehead with enough velocity to push aside a lock of her long red hair. She flinched but held steady. A third jet followed, then a forth, then fifth, then sixth. At the seventh and final eruption, Anna's upturned face was crisscrossed with blending irregular stripes of creamy white fluid. Her eyes shifted from the end of Hawk's penis to his face. He looked down at her, her expression serious, almost sad in a way. The odd expression effected him just as much as the sight of his seed all over her. Miraculously, his fading erection reversed course and sprung up rock hard again. He wanted to stand there forever looking down at her just as she was.

Nanda said, "You Brits throw interesting parties."

The spell broke. Anna smiled a guilty smile and looked away.

An hour later, with everyone cleaned and dressed, Anna and Hawk walked Nanda and Alphonse to the door and saw them off. When the door closed, Anna stepped into Hawk's arms and covered his mouth in a long slow kiss.

In a soft voice oddly close to tears she said, " I've accepted a job in New York, I leave tomorrow."

Chapter 17

The Idea of Three

"You were just nineteen?" I asked intrigued, excited and jealous of his early sexual adventure.

He nodded.

"The redhead in the porn movie you told me about on our first date? She reminded you of Anna didn't she?"

Hawk nodded again.

"Did you and Anna do it after the couple left?"

"No, we parted not long after Nanda and Alphonse left the pool house. I never saw her again after that night."