A solo painting of you
From Create Your Own Story
Status: Naked & Overheated
"Lie down on that couch there," Polani commands. You do so, and take the post as he directs, which is luckily a comfortable one. One arm is draped across the back of the couch, while the other rests on your tummy. The leg closer to the back of the couch is bent, and your other leg is straight.
You lie there patiently, letting the artist do his work. He stares at you intensely, but not lustfully, as he captures your every curve in paint. He's clearly done this before, so the sight of a naked woman doesn't phase him anymore.
Finally, his work is done and he hands you a bag of gold coins. "For your services," he says gruffly. "Luigi will show you out."
No sooner has Luigi escorted you out of the studio when there's a bright light and you're back in Crispin's lab, still naked...and still holding the bag of gold coins Polani gave you.
The gold coins Polani gave you are worth a fortune, and as Crispin perfects his machine, you decide to spend part of your newfound wealth traveling around the world. The next few months are a whirlwind of luxurious hotels, fine dining, exotic sights, pristine beaches where bathing suits are optional, and a lengthy series of one-night stands with handsome men and gorgeous women.
On a trip to Italy, you visit an art museum which is having a special exhibit on Polani. As you explore the exhibit, people give you curious looks. Then you see why - one of the paintings is the one he did of you!
One patron, a gorgeous looking brunette who had just been admiring the painting, looks you over and smiles. "Was she an ancestor of yours?" she asks. "You two look so much alike."
You blush. "Sort of," you reply.
The brunette keeps staring at you, her look now hungry. "Do you look like her underneath those clothes?"
You smile at her. "Would you like to find out?"
"Oh, yes, please."
An hour later, you're naked in her bed, the two of you screwing each other's brains out, screaming with ecstasy as she pries one orgasm after another out of you, and her throat is raw from her own pleasured screams.
"How long are you in town for?" she asks.
You hold her tightly, pressing your breasts against hers. "As long as you want me around."
"Then I guess you're in town for a very long time," she all but purrs, her mouth covering yours in a deep kiss as one hand cups your womanhood and the other caresses your butt. Here you go again!
THE END
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