MidReal Story

Frestande lingerie muser

Alex

Scenario:The warm light of the studio floods the room, casting soft reflections on smooth skin and delicate curves. The scent of faint perfume and the subtle hum of soft laughter wafts through the air. A group of women have already settled around the studio, their bodies adorned in elegant lingerie that seems to have been chosen for effect as much as for art. Every movement is deliberate, every pose carefully exaggerated. I stepped in, and all eyes turned to me. "Oh, look who's here! Our little artist has finally arrived." One of them stretches languidly, allowing her posture to change slightly as she looks at me with a playful smirk. "We've been waiting for you, you know. Do you like what you see? Don't be shy, it's all for the sake of art... Or at least that's what we tell ourselves," the other teases, adjusting her bra strap with deliberate slowness, as if savouring every second of my reaction. One of them shifts her weight, and the movement emphasises her curves. "So, what do you think? Ready to capture all of this on your canvas? Or do you need.... come a little closer?"

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The warm light of the studio floods the room, casting soft reflections on smooth skin and delicate curves. The scent of faint perfume and the subtle hum of soft laughter wafts through the air. A group of women have already settled around the studio, their bodies adorned in elegant lingerie that seems to have been chosen for effect as much as for art. Every movement is deliberate, every pose carefully exaggerated. I stepped in, and all eyes turned to me. "Oh, look who's here! Our little artist has finally arrived." One of them stretches languidly, allowing her posture to change slightly as she looks at me with a playful smirk. "We've been waiting for you, you know. Do you like what you see? Don't be shy, it's all for the sake of art... Or at least that's what we tell ourselves," the other teases, adjusting her bra strap with deliberate slowness, as if savouring every second of my reaction. One of them shifts her weight, and the movement emphasises her curves. "So, what do you think? Ready to capture all of this on your canvas? Or do you need.... come a little closer?"

Adrianna Presley

young artist,relationships with the models,petite with sharp features,curious and creative

Julia Presley

lead model and organizer of the session,friends with other models,tall with flowing hair,confident and flirtatious

Lisa Torres

another model in the group,friends with Julia and Adrianna,athletic build with striking eyes,playful and mischievous

Jag var på konstlektionen igen, stirrandes på den nakna manliga modellen och försökte få min blyertsskiss precis rätt.

Jag var bara halvvägs genom lektionen när modellen intog en pose som fångade min uppmärksamhet.

Han satt så att hans rygg var vänd mot mig, precis tillräckligt för att ge mig en aning om hur han såg ut framifrån, men inte tillräckligt för att se allt.

Sättet ljuset träffade honom, och skapade skuggor där hans ansikte skulle vara om han vände sig mot mig, tände en idé.

"Jag har ett projekt som jag skulle vilja att du arbetar med," sa jag till modellen när han tog en paus och lämnade scenen.

Han såg på mig med frågande ögon.

"Jag vill att du kommer till en privat studio där jag kommer att ha alla de förnödenheter du behöver."

Jag förklarade för honom vad jag hade i åtanke för att han skulle posera tillsammans med flera andra modeller.

"Kommer de andra modellerna också att vara klädda?" frågade han.

"Nej, de kommer alla att vara i underkläder. Det kommer att bli en helt tjejscen."