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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 had never been to a private studio session before.
The only experience I had with photography was a family vacation to Hawaii when I was fourteen.
My little brother and I had a sandcastle war, and my mom hired a photographer on the beach to capture the memories.
I wasn’t sure what to expect, but when Julia asked me to come, I couldn’t resist.
When I arrived, Julia was running her fingers through her hair, staring at it in the mirror.
She was the only one there, and I wondered if I had shown up too early.
"Hey!"
She turned when I entered, giving me a kiss on the cheek.
"Mama, you’re right on time."
She guided me to the chair next to hers and began applying lipstick.
"Why are you dressing up?"
I asked curiously.
The lingerie you’d sent me had me a little worried that this was some kind of special event for couples, but Julia seemed solo.
"You’ll see."
She gave me a sly grin.
"What’s the theme again?"
I could only remember something about lingerie and brushes.
"You’ll paint us."
Us?I had assumed it was just her and her boyfriend.
"Come on, I’ll show you."
Julia led me to the center of the studio, where the other models were starting to gather.
They were all wearing lingerie, and I couldn’t help but stare.
I fumbled with my hands, trying to set up my easel and arrange my brushes.
The women in lingerie began to circle around me, their eyes watching me carefully.
One of them sauntered over and placed her hand on my shoulder.
"You’re going to need to stand back a little. And relax."
She guided me to a better position and moved behind me.
Her fingers trailed down my arm as she helped position my brush.
The other models pressed in closer, their perfume intoxicating.
I could feel Julia’s eyes on me from across the room, and I met her gaze.
She nodded at me encouragingly.
The woman behind me moved her hand lower, resting it deliberately on my bottom.
I took a deep breath, realizing this was not just a session but an initiation.
I tried to focus on my easel, but her hand lingered on my hip.
The other models pressed closer, their bodies brushing against me.
I could feel Julia watching from across the room, and when our eyes met, she gave me a slight nod.
The woman behind me trailed her fingers up my side, and I shivered despite the warmth of the studio.
"Maybe we should get you more comfortable," she whispered in my ear, her breath hot against my skin.
She took my hand and tugged me away from the half-assembled easel.