Emma The Magical Matchmaker

This is part 15 in Emma's Adventures. It is the final part. For the back story please read

1) Emma's Awakening

2) Emma's Empowerment

3) Emma Unleashed

4) Emma Becomes a Team Player

5) Emma and Charlie and Brandon

6) Emma and the Proposal

7) Emma Moves In and Training Begins

8) Emma and Charlie and Claire

9) Emma, Charlie, Claire, and Brandon

10) Emma Takes Control

11) Emma Poses Nude

12) Emma and the Professor

13) Emma and the Pussy Whisperer

14) Emma Becomes the Muse

One day towards the end of the semester, an attractive 47-year-old woman, Eleanor, came in to pose for one of Haden's basic nude art classes. Emma was there as the teaching assistant who helped prepare the models. Emma took Eleanor back to the office with the bed where she could undress and put on a robe so she would be ready to pose for the class.

"So, you are the muse I have heard so much about?" Eleanor asked Emma as she undressed.

"Not sure what you have heard but I am Haden's teaching assistant," Emma replied.

"An undergrad teaching assistant? Come now there's got to be more to it," Eleanor stated.

Emma liked Eleanor. She was smarter and more mature than most of the models that posed for Haden's classes. But Emma was not about to admit anything to someone she didn't know. As Eleanor undressed Emma got her first glimpse of this elegant middle-aged woman. Eleanor caught Emma looking and said, "Shall I give you the full view? You're going to see it all soon anyways."

Emma was surprised by Eleanor's confidence, but she also realized Eleanor was testing her.

"I would love that," Emma declared. "If it is one thing being Haden's assistant has taught me it is to appreciate beauty when you see it and you are very beautiful."

Eleanor was pleased with Emma's response, and she knew it was not just words. Eleanor could tell this much younger woman meant what she said and was much wiser than her years would indicate. Eleanor allowed Emma every inch of her body before she put on the robe.

Eleanor stood 5' 9" tall. She was a dark brunette with long straight hair down past her shoulders. Her breasts were D cup with one-inch areolas topped with half inch nipples. She had a full dark nearly black bush that almost completely hid her labia. Her ass and hips were proportional to her breasts. For a 47-year-old woman she was in remarkable shape.

"Thank you for allowing me to see your magnificent body," Emma said almost salivating. "If it would make you more comfortable posing, I can be nude too."

"Thank you but that won't be necessary. I knew what I was signing up for," Eleanor answered.

"Do you mind if I ask why you did sign up to pose for this class?" Emma inquired. "You clearly do not look like you need the money."

"To be honest I went through a messy divorce a couple of years ago," Eleanor explained. "My jackass of a husband left me for a younger bimbo, no offense."

"None taken, I know the type," Emma replied.

Eleanor realized it was not just a platitude but an honest statement from Emma.

"I decided a little while back instead of moping and feeling sorry for myself I would get in shape," Eleanor continued to explain. "I have never felt this good about myself, and Haden was looking for older models, so I decided why not? I like who I am and how I look."

"May I say again you have nothing to be ashamed of. You are gorgeous," Emma remarked.

"Thank you," Eleanor said as she put on the robe then continued. "But most of all this is an opportunity to view Haden's latest works. He and I came to an arrangement that if I posed for his class, he would allow me to see what he has been up to lately. I am a university benefactor and well-known in the art world. Haden thought if he demanded I pose nude I would back off asking to see his works. He thought wrong."

Emma was impressed with Eleanor's fearlessness. She was even more impressed that Eleanor would pose nude to get what she wanted. This was not your normal middle-aged woman. This was a formidable force, someone to be reckoned with.

"I am assuming then your assertion about me being Haden's muse was not just a shot in the dark," Emma remarked. "You know more than I thought you knew."

"You are correct," Eleanor stated. "I knew who you were the minute I walked in, and I wanted to see for myself what you were like."

"And what do you think of me?" Emma asked not really because she cared but just to see what Eleanor said.

"I think you do not care what my opinion is of you," Eleanor replied. "You are no shrinking violet whose self-worth is dependent on what others think of you. Is this not so?"

"You would be correct," Emma answered with no hesitation. "I really like you and am glad we had this conversation. When you get to see Haden's latest works, I would like to be present."

"Since I am assuming you are probably a focal point of those, I would love it if you were," Eleanor responded. "Now shall we get on with this?"

The class had entered and were at their easels ready to paint. Emma led Eleanor to the stage and had her disrobe. Emma then took the robe and left Eleanor to pose. As Eleanor modelled for the class Emma noticed something different about how Haden was viewing her. It was not lust; Haden never lusted after a beautiful woman. But there was an interest Emma had not seen before. Emma's conversation with Eleanor had revealed there was something unique about Eleanor and now, she could tell Haden was aware of it too.

The wheels began to turn in Emma's mind. She wondered if this was the woman to show Haden that he did not really need Emma. That the genius he thought Emma brought out in him, never depended on her. It was in him all along; she just helped him let it out. Emma had come to understand that the block in Haden's mind was his grief over his wife's death, and she felt he had finally moved beyond that.

Emma had been looking for a way to demonstrate to Haden that he did not need her. She loved being with him. She loved being his muse. But she also knew this could never last and that it had to end someday. It was not fair to him, and it was not fair to her. If they were much closer in age, then maybe things would be different, but they were not.

Eleanor, on the other hand, was very close to Haden's age and there was something about her that was different from anyone else Emma had met. Whether or not Haden and Eleanor would hit it off personally was not the point. Emma hoped for both their sakes they would but that was out of her control. All Emma knew was that Eleanor may be able to help her help Haden see the truth about his gift.

After the class Emma talked to Haden about having Eleanor pose for him but with a caveat. Emma would have no intimate relationship with Eleanor prior to her posing. Emma believed Haden could paint Eleanor as well as he had painted any woman recently and he could do it without her help.

Haden was dubious about Emma's proposal, but she was insistent. Haden admitted that there was something enchanting about Eleanor, even he recognized that. In many ways her mere presence when she was posing reminded him of his wife. Her grace and her composure were undeniable. It was as if her inner beauty matched her outer beauty. This is exactly how people used to describe his wife.

"There is something rare and uncommon about this woman and you know it," Emma insisted. "Tap into that and I think you will see that she can bring out your talent without me."

"You are always so sure of yourself, aren't you?" an exasperated Haden declared. "If I had not seen with my own eyes what your intuition can do, I would not even listen to any of this. But you have earned my respect and admiration by all you have done for me so we will try it your way."

Emma told Haden she wanted to be present when he allowed Eleanor to view his most recent portraits. She informed him Eleanor had been in favor of her presence too when they spoke about it. Emma thought this would be a perfect opportunity to speak to Eleanor about posing for him privately. Haden relented and agreed to this also.

There was a hidden gallery on the university campus where Haden's most recent works were stored. Haden and Emma took Eleanor there so she could see his works. Eleanor was impressed with the portraits, especially of Emma.

"These are incredible," Eleanor stated. "Your reputation in the art world is well earned."

"Thank you," Haden replied. "But it would not have been possible without Emma."

"Do tell," Eleanor replied.

Haden explained that what he was about to tell her very few people knew, and he asked her to keep it confidential. Eleanor agreed. So, Haden told her how he used to paint his wife this well but no one else. Then Emma came along and unlocked his gift, so he was able to paint any woman. This is why people call her his muse.

Eleanor could read between the lines of what was not being said. Namely, there was a sexual relationship between Haden and Emma that allowed his genius to surface. Eleanor did not judge them for it because the results were too impressive. Emma sensed Eleanor knew what was going on and decided now was the time to broach the subject of what she wanted to propose.

"I realize you are no dummy," Emma began. "You must know that there is a physical relationship between me and Haden. I know that the sex was crucial in the beginning, but I believe it no longer is. Haden disagrees with me. Not because he is addicted to sex with me. Haden views no woman that way. But because it has always been so since his talent resurfaced."

"I believe you are the woman who can prove which of us is right," Emma continued. "What I propose is that Haden paints you and that for the time period he is working on the project, he and I do not see each other. Are you willing to help us out?"

"You certainly are a forthright person," Eleanor answered. "And yes, it is commonly assumed that you two are physically involved. I make no judgment; you are both consenting adults. But I am intrigued by your proposal. After seeing what your relationship has produced, I would hate to see it end prematurely. I would be willing to pose for Haden if it helps you out. Just out of curiosity, what makes you think I am so special, Emma?"

"When we first met, I sensed something different about you," Emma responded. "Our conversation only confirmed my suspicions. Then when you were posing, I could tell Haden sensed something different about you too."

"Those of us who know Emma never discount her instincts," Haden explained. "It is only because she thinks you are exceptional that I am even considering this. You must understand when I first met Emma, she sensed my profound pain from losing my wife suddenly three years ago. When a woman was posing nude, the pain almost became unbearable because my wife was my favorite model. No one else had ever felt my pain like Emma did. This is what makes her extraordinary."

"I understand," Eleanor stated while giving Emma a big hug. "Your connection makes so much more sense now. I would love to pose for you and see what happens."

"This will work out really well," Emma stated. "I need to study for my finals and the two of you can find out I am right while I do."

Emma smiled slyly as she said this. Haden and Eleanor just laughed at her bravado while wondering if she was right.

So, for the next five days Emma did not see or talk to Haden. She felt her time with Haden was coming to an end, so she asked Claire to sleep with her at night, just sleep no sex. Claire was happy to oblige. There had never been any strings attached to her time with Haden but still it was going to be a big change, and Emma was going to miss him.

Every day after Haden's classes, Eleanor would pose nude for him for two or three hours. After the five days Haden was done but he did not tell Eleanor. Instead, he had Emma come see it before his next session with Eleanor. Emma was blown away by the portrait. It was the best painting yet.

"I knew she was something special, but I had no idea she was this special," Emma said. "You are in love with her, aren't you? I don't mean to sound jealous because I am not. Our relationship has never been, nor could it ever be about romantic love."

"Yes, I am in love with her," Haden admitted. "As she posed and as we talked, I could not help but fall in love. She is as extraordinary as my wife was and she is just as fearless."

"I will never forget what you have done for me, but I have not felt this way about a woman since my wife," Haden continued. "You allowed me to heal from the grief of losing my wife. You allowed me to find my gift and you showed me the true extent of that gift. And now you have allowed me to find Eleanor. You Emma are the most magical woman I have ever known bar none."

"Does she know?" Emma asked.

"I do not know," Haden replied. "I have not shown it to her yet. I think she senses there is something between us, but I am not sure. I could be wrong; it has been a long time since I was in this situation."

"I am so happy for you truly," Emma asserted. "I knew our relationship could never be more than a passing affair; we are too far apart in age. But I have loved every minute with you, and I am happy if I am leaving you in someone else's hands who cares for you as much as I have. Even if she does not feel the same, at least you know you can feel this way again."

"Thank you, Emma," Haden said as he hugged her tightly. "I will never forget you and always remember you fondly. I think you are an amazing woman and if we were closer in age then I would never let you go."

Emma left knowing her time as Haden's muse had come to an end. She would still be his teaching assistant until the end of the semester, but he did not need her as his muse.

When Eleanor showed up for her next session Haden showed her the finished portrait instead. She could not believe how good it was.

"I cannot believe how good this is," Eleanor declared. "Objectively I think this is your best work yet."

"I agree," Haden replied. "Emma was right. Frankly I do not think she has ever been wrong."

"Do you mind if I make a request?" Eleanor asked hesitantly.

"Feel free," Haden responded.

"Will you fuck me right now?" Eleanor asked bluntly. "It has been a long time since I have been with a man, and I cannot imagine someone better than you."

"I would love to," Haden responded as his heat leapt for joy. He then led Eleanor back to the office with the bed.

As Eleanor and Haden undressed, he asked, "Do you mind if I eat your pussy first?"

"Not at all," Eleanor replied.

Eleanor laid on the bed then Haden spread her legs. But before he ate her pussy he moved up between her legs and kissed her breasts. He took his time licking and sucking on them. He then kissed his way up her chest to her neck. From there he kissed his way up to her cheek and finally to her mouth. Eleanor greedily kissed him as he reached her mouth.

She then broke away and said, "I thought you wanted to eat my pussy first."

"All in due time,' Haden replied as he passionately kissed her again. Haden then kissed down her other cheek, down her neck, and back to her breasts. Eleanor loved how he adored her body and how he tenderly ministered to her needs. Haden finally kissed his way down her stomach and stopped to tongue her belly button. She giggled because it tickled.

Eleanor could hardly wait for Haden to finally get to her pussy. If he was this caring with her body, she could not imagine what that was going to be like. She had never been with a man like him. Haden stopped at her hairy mound to admire its beauty and caress it. He then moved down and kissed her pussy for the first time. But he did not linger at her pussy for long.

Haden moved past her pussy to kiss her inner upper thighs, one side then the other. Eleanor moaned softly almost purring, she was in heaven. Haden then had her turnover so he could kiss and fondle her ass. Once he was done with her ass he kissed up the vertebrae of her spine until he reached her neck. He flipped her back over and kissed her passionately once again.

Eleanor could not believe how much care he was taking, how he was worshipping her body. Eleanor now understood why he could paint the nude female form so well. After kissing her he moved directly back to her breasts and kissed and licked and sucked on them again. Eleanor's nipples were rock hard, and Haden loved it. He tweaked them both before finally moving down between her legs to attend to her pussy.

Haden took his time with her pussy lips and clit before he eventually inserted two fingers in her dripping pussy. Eleanor moaned loudly as his fingers invaded her. Haden made quick work of her a-spot and her g-spot before he ate her to orgasm. Eleanor had never experienced such an intense orgasm.

Haden allowed her to calm down slightly as he moved up to kiss her deeply so she could taste herself on his lips. As he kissed her, he penetrated her hairy now messy pussy with one quick move. He caught her by surprise, and she gasped as he entered her. It was just the reaction he was hoping for. Haden worked her pussy methodically bringing her to another huge orgasm. As she orgasmed for the second time Haden unloaded into her pussy. Eleanor could not believe how good it felt.

"Good lord that was amazing Haden," Eleanor remarked breathlessly. "No wonder Emma loves being your muse."

Haden laid back with a big smile on his face. "Not loves, loved. We ended things today. You know I loved being with the younger women especially her, but nothing compares to someone like you," Haden declared. "I know this may be presumptuous, but I never want to fuck another woman. Only you from now on."

"I can't believe I am saying this, but I feel the same way," Eleanor answered as she cuddled up next to him. "After my divorce I never thought I could feel this good again, but this is even better than anything I imagined. You are not only a master at painting, but you are master at eating pussy and fucking."

They both laughed when she said this.

"You know Emma will still be my teaching assistant at least until the end of the semester," Haden said. "Do you have a problem with that?"

"Of course not," Eleanor responded. "I know what she has meant to you and what you have meant to her. I am quite thankful to her because without her we would not be together. For such a young woman she is wise beyond her years."

"I agree," Haden replied. "You know those who really know her say she has a magic pussy. I would love it if you got to taste it sometime."

"I have never been with another woman," Eleanor admitted. "But if I were to be with one, I cannot imagine a better woman than Emma."

"Then it's settled," Haden responded. "Come over after my last class tomorrow and I will talk to Emma and see if she is willing."

"Okay, I think that might be very interesting," Eleanor replied.

The next day after his last class Haden asked Emma if he could talk to her about something important.

"I am not sure whether you are aware or not, but Eleanor and I are together now," Haden began. "She knows you are no longer my muse, but she respects you greatly. I told her you have a magic pussy and that I wanted her to taste it. She loved the idea, but she has never been with another woman, and I wondered if you would be willing to be with her."

Emma was surprised by the request but also very honored. "I would love to eat Eleanor's pussy and take her cherry," Emma replied jokingly. "I would also love to have her eat my pussy. I am a bit surprised by the offer. What made you two want to do this?"

"You have opened my eyes to a world I never even contemplated existed," Haden explained. "I would like to share that world with Eleanor and I would like to share you with Eleanor. I may not have needed you to have a connection with her to paint her, but I still very much want her to have that connection with you. She also wants to experience you as I have."

Emma was humbled by Haden's words and his high regard for her. Just then Eleanor came in. Emma gave her a big hug and said, "I am so happy for you and Haden. But I am even happier I get to eat your pussy."

Eleanor was a little shocked by how unabashed Emma's words were. But then she remembered it was Emma, and it did not surprise her at all.

"I have never been with another woman, so I am a little nervous," Eleanor stated somewhat timidly. "But I cannot imagine someone more perfect than you to be my first. Will you please watch us Haden?"

"Yes please," Emma concurred. "You have seen me eat other women it would only be right for you to watch me with Eleanor."

"I would be honored to watch the two women I think the most of in the world pleasure each other," Haden answered.

"May I undress you?" Emma asked Eleanor.

"I would be delighted," Eleanor replied.

Emma slowly undressed Eleanor while Haden watched. She caressed and kissed and fondled her as she went. Haden loved how adoring Emma was being. When Emma was done Eleanor said, "My turn."

Then Eleanor slowly stripped Emma in the same way Emma had done her. When she was done Emma took her by the hand and led her back to the office with the bed as Haden followed. Emma had Eleanor lay down and spread her legs, saying, "Now remember I am no Haden, I cannot eat pussy like he can. But I will do my best."

Eleanor and Haden laughed at Emma's remark, but they all knew it was true. Emma then began to worship Eleanor's pussy with her tongue. She worked on her pussy lips and her clit, back and forth until Eleanor was extremely aroused. Emma then inserted two fingers into Eleanor's pussy. Realizing how aroused Eleanor was, Emma stayed away from her a-spot and just concentrated on her g-spot.

Emma worked Eleanor's g-spot, increasing her speed and using circular movements on it. Right when Eleanor was about to orgasm, Emma gently nibble on her clit sending her wondrously over the top into a profound orgasm. When she was done, Emma moved up and kissed Eleanor with Eleanor's juices all over her mouth.

"That was incredible Emma, thank you," Eleanor declared. "Now my turn. I want to taste your magic pussy."

Emma laid down and spread her legs. Eleanor may have never been with another woman before, but she clearly paid attention to what Emma had just done to her. Eleanor lovingly licked and sucked Emma's pussy lips and clit while fingering her magnificently. In fact, Eleanor even found Emma's a-spot and massaged it expertly. Finally, Eleanor went after Emma's g-spot, bringing her to a very satisfying orgasm.

"You sure you have never been with another woman?" Emma questioned Eleanor, causing laughter from all of them. "Seriously, did you know you found my a-spot or was that a happy accident? I had stayed away from yours because you were already so aroused, but boy did you take care of mine."

"I guess it was a happy accident then because I had no idea what I was really doing," Eleanor admitted. They all laughed again.

"You know they told me back during my first time with a woman that I was a natural," Emma stated. "I guess you are too."

Eleanor smiled at the nice words from Emma. Haden loved watching the two of them together. When they were done, he said, "I need to paint the two of you together. It will be my masterpiece."

Emma and Eleanor loved the idea and quickly agreed. After Emma graduated, she went back to work for Dave and Veronica. She helped Veronica manage an expanding program with more interns. After work Emma would go to Haden's studio for him to paint her and Eleanor. The painting turned out to be the best painting yet.

Claire turned in her doctoral thesis and it became an instant classic all because of Emma. Claire became a professor in the psychology department focusing on sex. Although it was supposed to be anonymous, the thesis was too good, and people wanted to know who inspired it. Although no one would ever confirm it, it was an open secret that Emma was the inspiration.

So ends Emma's Magic Pussy Adventures. I hope you enjoyed the journey.