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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
When I got the call to come and paint a group of women in lingerie, I couldn’t turn it down.
The fact that it was happening at a private studio and that I would be alone with the models for a few hours made it all the more intriguing.
I had been told there would be a main model who had organized the session and gotten in touch with me through one of my previous clients, but otherwise, I knew very little about what to expect.
As I arrived at the studio, I was greeted by Julia, a tall beautiful woman with long flowing hair.
She welcomed me and took me through to the main room where the other models were waiting.
There were five of them in total including Julia and as we were introduced I couldn’t help but feel a little intimidated.
They all seemed so confident and I couldn’t help but feel like I was in the presence of goddesses.
I quickly set up my easel near the window and tried to focus on the task at hand, but I couldn’t help but feel a little out of my depth.
The models began to chat and laugh as they waited for me to start painting.
They were all wearing beautiful lingerie that accentuated their curves perfectly.
I tried to ignore them and focus on the canvas, but it was hard not to be distracted by their presence.
Julia came over and stood behind me, watching as I prepared my canvas.
The other models followed her lead and soon they were all gathered around me, forming a semicircle with Julia standing at the front.
Lisa slid off her perch on the modeling platform and sauntered over to join the others.
She moved slowly and deliberately, her movements drawing my attention like a moth to a flame. The other models started to talk about what poses they would do first, but Julia just stood there watching me.
I tried to ignore her and focus on the task at hand, but it was difficult not to notice her standing there in front of me.
After a few minutes she reached out and took one of my paintbrushes from my hand.
She held it up and examined it closely, twirling it around in her fingers as she looked at it.
The other models started to laugh and tease me about how Julia was flirting with me.
I tried to ignore them, but it was hard not to notice how beautiful she was as she stood there in front of me, her body inches from mine.
Suddenly Julia leaned in close and whispered something in my ear.
I felt a rush of excitement as her warm breath tickled my neck. "Let’s get started," she said with a smile, holding up the paintbrush she had taken from my hand.
I nodded and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down before we began.
Julia stepped back and took her place among the other models while I started mixing paints on my palette.
As I worked, I could feel their eyes on me, watching every move I made.
It was a strange feeling, being surrounded by so many beautiful women in such close proximity.
But at the same time, it was exhilarating.
I felt like an artist in his element, surrounded by beauty and inspiration. As I painted, Julia began to talk about different poses she wanted us to do together.
"Why don't we start with something classic, like the Three Graces?" Julia suggested, her voice smooth and confident.
Lisa chuckled softly, "Oh, I bet he knows all about grace under pressure."
Julia shot her a playful glance, "Well, maybe he'll learn something new today—about art and perhaps a little more."
I positioned myself behind my easel, trying to keep my composure.
The other models nodded and began to arrange themselves into the Three Graces pose.
Lisa stood on the left, arching her back slightly as she reached up with her right hand.
Another model stood next to her, linking arms with Lisa and leaning against her shoulder.
Julia took her place in the center, one hand trailing down her hip as she positioned the third model on the right.
The remaining two women settled into chaise lounges in the background, reclining comfortably as they watched us work.
My hands trembled slightly as I sketched out some initial lines on the canvas.
It was a little harder than I had expected to capture their forms on paper, especially with them moving around and chatting.
But I was determined to make it work.
As I painted, Julia watched me closely, occasionally offering suggestions or pointing out things that she thought would help improve the painting.
As the minutes passed, my hands grew steadier and my breath quickened.
The models continued to chat and laugh, occasionally adjusting their positions slightly.
Julia stepped away from the group, breaking the Three Graces pose.
She walked behind my easel and placed her hands on my shoulders, leaning in close to examine my work.
Her perfume filled my senses as she stood there, her body pressed against my back.
"You're doing a great job," she said softly, her voice sending shivers down my spine.
"But I think you might be missing a few details."
I nodded, trying to focus on the painting as she pointed out areas that needed improvement.
The other models shifted and stretched, maintaining their poses but with subtle adjustments that kept them comfortable.
Lisa caught my eye and slowly crossed her legs, drawing my attention to her smooth thighs.
Another model arched her back further, accentuating her curves even more.
Julia's fingers traced down my arm to adjust my grip on the brush.