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MidReal Story
Tempting Lingerie Muses
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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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
I was at art school, working on a piece, when Julia contacted me.
She was a friend of mine, and also one of my favorite models.
"Would you like to come paint us?"
She asked me.
"We’re going to be in lingerie. It will be at a private studio, and it will just be you and the photographer. We can’t have any of the other artists there, so it’s a special invitation."
I thought about it.
I was intrigued by the idea of the lingerie, and I knew that Julia would look stunning in the photos.
I was familiar with the studio she mentioned.
It was a great place to work, and I had heard good things about the photographer.
"I’d love to," I said.
"It sounds like a fun project."
"Great," Julia said.
"I will send you all of the details. We’re really looking forward to it."
A few days later, I received an email from Julia with all of the information about the shoot.
The models were all going to be wearing different pieces of lingerie, and they would be posing together.
I packed up my easel and paints, and headed to the studio.
When I arrived, the models were already there.
They were all wearing their lingerie, and they looked amazing.
I set up my easel near the window, where the light was good.
The models watched me as I arranged my brushes and paints, and I could tell they were excited about the project.
Julia came over to me and helped me position the canvas at the right angle.
I squeezed some paint onto my palette, and then dipped my brush in it.
Crimson, ochre, deep violet - colors that would complement the warm tones of skin and silk.
Lisa was lying on a chaise lounge nearby, stretching out her long legs.
She was wearing a black lace bodysuit that hugged her curves perfectly.
My hands trembled a little as I mixed the first colors.
I was trying to get the exact shade of Lisa's black lace against her olive skin.
She held her pose on the chaise, one arm draped above her head, the other tracing lazy patterns on the velvet upholstery.
Julia stood behind me, watching my brushstrokes with warm breath on the back of my neck.
"That's perfect," she whispered, her fingers brushing my shoulder.
I started with broad strokes, blocking out the main shapes of Lisa's figure - the curve of her hip, the arch of her back.
The room fell silent, save for the soft rustle of fabric and the rhythmic sweep of my brush.
