Oscar and Dangerous Latin Cougars - Sex Stories

Oscar and Dangerous Latin Cougars

... a little extra cash flow. I'm impressed that you knew that." I said through a smile.

"Well, I thought they were beautiful, but I actually had my eye on two other pieces I saw." She said as she gestured behind me. The way she waved her arm released some of the pressure squeezing her boobs together while eating with her elbows so close to her body. They fall away from each other and the sun casts a perfect shadow underneath them.

I follow her hand and realize in horror that I had left the two statues of her and Cynthia in the window sill.

"Am I the one on the right? It looks like my dress from last Sunday and the date carved in the base has the same date." Yvonne inquires with a cheesy grin on her face.

"Oh! And the one on the left is dated last Saturday when I met Oscar!" Cynthia exclaims.

I was too stunned to speak for a minute while the women gushed and laughed.

"I.. uh... I was taken aback by your beauty Cynthia. And Yvonne you are one of the most intimidating women I have ever met. So I made sculptures of you two to remember my first weekend of my new life." I said while maintaining eye contact with my food.

"Beautiful! Yvonne you look so sexy, if I didn't know any better I'd take a bite out of you!" Cynthia said as she picked up the statue.

Yvonne laughed as she posed to match the statue. I buried my head in my hands as I tried to escape the embarrassment.

"I think you're talented, kid." Yvonne said as she got up to take her empty plate to ...

... the sink. "If you need models for your sculptures next time just ask the three of us." She walked over to where I still sat in a position reminiscent of an ostrich, kneeled down and whispered in my ear "And next time help me into the shower, you broke my heart when you ran away."

I shook visibly for three whole seconds as her words echoed in my head. I spaced out as her and Mable left the apartment, leaving Cynthia and I alone. I "came to" when I heard the door close behind them. Cynthia was standing by the large circular window holding her statue.

"You did a great job of capturing my figure, had I known you would make me into a statue I would've worn something more revealing." She giggled excitedly as she turned towards me. I stood up away from the table, trying to hide my massive erection.

I would love it if Cynthia wore something more revealing, and dear God I could imagine helping Yvonne out of that red dress. My knees almost buckled thinking about it.

Cynthia sat the little statue on the sill again, and walked over to my bed.

"Maybe we could try it now Oscar, take pictures of me for reference and carve me into a statue!" She said as she stopped and spread her legs apart, then bent down at the waist.

I sprang into action, doing what I was told as I fumbled to grab my camera off my shelf. (I use it to take pictures of my artwork for my listings.) Cynthia had her pants unzipped at this point, and was starting to slide them down ever so slowly. I fell to my ...