Juicy Pussy Paintings ♕

Juicy Pussy Paintings

I come from a long line of women who have posed for juicy pussy paintings. In 1933 my great aunt Julie was an artist’s muse. At an evening class, she met Chet, an artist who was enraptured by Julie’s vagina. He began to create a series of juicy pussy paintings with her as his model. Julie spent her days as a switchboard operator and then rushed to Chet’s studio at night. There she was the star of the show. Each night Julie exchanged her dress for a silk kimono. Then, knowing it would turn him on, she masturbated for the artist. Plus she knew this made her pussy lips even more full and alluring. Once Julie was moaning Chet took out his paints. As he painted he took out his cock. Julie tells me he jacked off while he created art–so passionate!

My Aunt Carol also posed for juicy pussy paintings!

In the swinging 1960s, Aunt Carol went to study art in London. She got more than she bargained for when she met rebel painter Dickinson. Dickinson was very fashionable at the time. He made huge paintings of objects like eggs, pens, and chairs. However, he wanted to become known for doing juicy pussy paintings, so he asked Carol to pose. After Carol disrobed and spread her legs, Dickinson just stared at her pussy. Then he took up a paintbrush and put it down again. Somehow paint was not the medium Dickinson craved…Suddenly he realized what he did want; he asked Carol if she had red lipstick. When she handed him her tube of Fire Engine Red, he began to draw on the canvas. He created an oversized juicy pussy painting, of gigantic, bright, heart-shaped lips. Soon this image became a London icon.

Recently I posed for a painting myself.

Jones lives in a classic New York City loft. He is a good friend of mine as well as a talented artist. When he asked if I’d pose for a juicy pussy painting I said “hell yes!” Eagerly I lay on a couch and opened my pussy lips for him. Quickly Jones sketched an outline of my labia on canvas. But it was not enough for him to fill it in with paint. He didn’t want to use lipstick either. Jones told me he wished to combine his cum with my pussy juice and create a unique pigment. I was all for this idea! All too soon, using my favorite vibrator, I climaxed. Pussy juice was running down my thighs. It was more than enough for a juicy pussy painting!

Together we can create a juicy pussy painting.

Jones had an orgasm, too, with froths of cum pouring out of his cock. He mixed my juice and his cum with some red pigment and created an extraordinary picture of my pussy. The lips were blossoming like flowers. When this painting hung in a gallery, there were men who went right up to the canvas and smelled this juicy pussy painting. A few even licked it!

Together we can create a juicy pussy painting…No paints are necessary. With words, we can mingle my pussy juices with your cum. Or we can trade secrets. Did I ever tell you that my voyeur stepbrother turns me on? Whatever we do, together we can create a masterpiece. I’m Sheridan. Phone me tonight!