Scenario -- You decide

AnitaBEaton

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The artist walks quietly into the room and discovers her naked, on her back, pleasuring herself. It is a Renior moment.

She is oblivious, her head thrown back, her eyes closed, her mouth slackly open in private ecstasy. He watches lasciviously as with one hand she fondles her breasts, caressing, tugging and pinching her erect nipples while the other is busy between her wide-open legs. She breathes deeply as she rocks gently against herself, moaning quietly in her own private world. He is mesmerized by the slushy sounds of her self-induced lust and inhales her musky scent while quickly suppressing the momentary flash of guilt for intruding on her privacy.

He feels his own passion rising as she raises her hips against herself, her fingers alternately flickering and plunging into the depths of her flesh, her movements becoming more and more animated as she approaches her moment of satisfaction. He is torn between conflicting desires: Will he paint her? Or will he fuck her??
 
The story would work better if he starts painting her first. She could become aware of him and get even more turned on by his presence. After he completes his masterpiece, they engage each other with her erotic painting in the back ground.

How hot would it be if the painting were later shown at an art gallery and the mere sight of it triggered a hot orgy.
 
which does he do first?

It depends if he wants a painting of a pre-fuck model, or a just-fucked model. Either one would be acceptable.

Hell, why not do both? Paint her, then fuck her, then paint her again! And then fuck her again, just for the hell of it.
 
He is an artist, of course he paints her first. There will be enough chances to fuck her later.
 
The artist walks quietly into the room and discovers her naked, on her back, pleasuring herself. It is a Renior moment.

She is oblivious, her head thrown back, her eyes closed, her mouth slackly open in private ecstasy. He watches lasciviously as with one hand she fondles her breasts, caressing, tugging and pinching her erect nipples while the other is busy between her wide-open legs. She breathes deeply as she rocks gently against herself, moaning quietly in her own private world. He is mesmerized by the slushy sounds of her self-induced lust and inhales her musky scent while quickly suppressing the momentary flash of guilt for intruding on her privacy.

He feels his own passion rising as she raises her hips against herself, her fingers alternately flickering and plunging into the depths of her flesh, her movements becoming more and more animated as she approaches her moment of satisfaction. He is torn between conflicting desires: Will he paint her? Or will he fuck her??
Interesting story, doing both would be the most desired, given the choice of course.
 
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