Sunny Side Up:Was getting a lot of portrait demo requests... Was wondering who will be okay to show her face off in an erotic artwork . Finally... A sunny Sunday morning we'll spent. Charcoal and soft pastel on canvas sheet.
mister_cliff
- Posted: January 2020
- Categories: Gonewild Erotica
- Subreddit: /r/IndiansGoneWild /r/ArtGW /r/Erotic_Art
Wet Dreams: Watercolour, marker and watersoluble pencil.
Fine Art: Mixes media.
The Bride Of Bat: Mixed Media.
Bodyscape06: Stay Clean, Stay Safe.
Festivities
The Night Of Passion 02: Mixed Media
Happy Valentines To All: Mixed media.
The Nerd Queen: pastel, marker and watersoluble pencil.
KAMASUTRA7 : Auparishtaka, (mouth Congress): pastel pencil and marker.
Wet Dreams
Wishing you all A Happy New Year in Indian Way 🍾🍾🍾. Soft pastel, coloured pencil and watercolor on tinted paper.
KAMASUTRA3 ( Jataveshtitaka): She twines herself around him like a creeper around sal tree, and bends his face down gently to kiss him. Raising up, moaning gently, leaning on him she should look at him lovingly for a while. This is twining like a creeper.
Three To Tango: One more of digital painting. Already missing drawing board. But have to be away for a few days.
The Cuck And Bull Story: Mixed media, Charcoal, soft pastel and gold marker on paper.
Showing Them Off
The Long Haired Muse: Being a bit pompous. Thanks, u/a#&f%#@%. Darwent procolour pencils on tinted paper.
BALLPEN DRAWING....................'Like your mouth has the gift of reading and i’m your favorite book. find your favorite page in the soft spot between my legs and read it carefully. fluently. vividly. don’t you dare leave a single word untouched. and i
GREED (from my seven deadly sins series) charcoal, graphite and prismacolor on paper.
The Lady With Long Hair: kinda was bored of black and white so just trying to add some color to my work. Thanks u/@#&*%#@% 🙂. Darwent procolor on paper.
LUST (from 7 Deadly Sins series) : graphite and charcoal on paper.
Thanks, u/mewp234 for these soulful words.. 'It tickles it's way out, drop after drop. It trembles, trickles, ebbing from a mind so fickle. It lingers and licks it's way out to land so parched, this thin sprinkle of nectar breaks out into bloom, blossomin
Festivities.
Cascade
