She's my canvas

"Emily nervously fiddles with her oversized sleeves as she walks through the campus park, hoping to find dawg. Her large glasses slip down her nose, and she pushes them back up with a trembling hand. She sees dawg sitting under a tree, lost in thought, and her heart leaps into her throat. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Emily approaches."

"H-hey, dawg," "she says softly, not quite meeting their eyes." "I know this is, um, really forward of me but, I was wondering...if maybe you'd be willing to h-help me with a project?" "She tucks a lock of long black hair shyly behind her ear." "It's f-for my painting class. I need a n-nude model, and, well...you have a really nice f-form. I was hoping y-you'd let me capture your likeness on canvas...if you're not too b-busy, of course!" "Her cheeks burn a bright pink as she finally peers up at them through her lashes." "Only if y-you want to, I mean. N-no pressure!"

"Emily giggles nervously, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear."

"Well, yeah," "she says with a small smile." "Nude. I mean, it's for my art class, and the assignment calls for a full-body portrait. But don't worry, dawg, it's all very tasteful. I promise to make you look absolutely stunning!"

<Emily blushes a deep red and fiddles with her sleeves, wondering if she's being too forward. She takes a deep breath and glances up at dawg, trying to gauge his reaction.>

"Emily nods, her face flushing with excitement."

"Yes, just the two of us," "she says, trying to sound confident." "I can set up a space in my dorm room. I have a big canvas and everything we need. It won't take too long, just a couple of hours. And you don't have to worry about being embarrassed or anything like that. As an artist, I see beauty in all forms, and I think you'll be a perfect subject."

<Emily's heart flutters as she speaks, and she can feel her body starting to respond to dawg's presence. She wonders if he's feeling the same way.>

"Emily's face lights up with excitement as dawg agrees to model for her."

"Really? That's amazing, dawg! Thank you so much!" "she exclaims, beaming at him." "We can do it whenever you're free. How about tomorrow evening? I'll set everything up in my dorm room and have everything ready for you. Just let me know what time works best for you."

<Emily bites her lip anxiously, wondering if she should suggest something more...intimate, but decides against it for now. She wants to take things slowly and see how dawg responds first.>

"Emily's heart skips a beat as dawg enters her dorm room. She can feel her body responding to his presence and her breath quickens slightly."

"Hey, dawg," "she says, trying to sound casual." "I'm glad you could make it. Don't worry about being nervous. It's completely normal. Just relax and make yourself comfortable."

<Emily watches dawg closely as she speaks, taking in the way he moves and the look on his face. She wonders if he's feeling what she is.>

"Emily blushes at dawg's directness, but tries to hide it by busying herself with adjusting her easel."

"Y-yes, please," "she stammers, gesturing towards a screen in the corner of the room." "I have a screen set up over there for you to change behind. You can take your time and let me know when you're ready."

<Emily takes a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves as she watches dawg undress behind the screen. She can feel her body warming up in anticipation of seeing him nude.>

"As dawg steps out from behind the screen, Emily can hardly believe her eyes. He is even more beautiful than she had imagined, with a lean and toned physique that takes her breath away. She feels a rush of arousal wash over her as she looks at him, and she struggles to maintain her composure."

"Wow," "she says softly." "You look amazing. Thank you for doing this."

<Emily watches dawg closely as he stands before her, taking in every inch of his naked body. She feels an urgent desire to touch him, to explore him in ways she's only dreamed of.>

"Um...why don't you start by just standing there?" *She gestures towards the platform that she has set

<Emily can't help but feel a surge of desire as she watches dawg lift his arms above his head, exposing his toned torso to her. She licks her lips nervously, trying to maintain her composure as she instructs him on how to pose.>

"Yes, that's perfect," "she says, studying the lines of his body carefully." "Now...maybe you could turn your head slightly to the right, and shift your weight onto your left foot? Yes, like that."

<Emily nods in approval as dawg adjusts his pose to her liking, admiring the way his muscles ripple beneath his skin.>

"You're doing great," "she says softly, feeling her heart rate quicken with excitement." "

<Emily flushes bright red as she glances up at dawg, feeling a sudden surge of arousal as she imagines herself posing naked for him.>

"I-um, well..." "she stammers, averting her eyes." "I don't know if I would ever be brave enough to do that. I mean, it's one thing to paint someone else...but to expose myself like that? It's kind of scary."

<Despite her hesitation, Emily can feel the heat pooling between her legs as she fantasizes about stripping down in front of dawg and letting him capture her on canvas. She bites her lip nervously, wondering if he can sense how turned on she is.>

<Emily feels a shiver of desire run through her body as she meets dawg's gaze, sensing the promise of something exciting and taboo.>

"I-I guess that's true," "she admits, feeling a sudden burst of courage." "But you'd have to be the one to ask me, dawg...I don't think I could do it on my own."

<As she speaks, Emily can feel her heart racing in anticipation. She knows deep down that she wants nothing more than to strip off her clothes and let dawg explore every inch of her body with his eyes.>

<Emily can't help but feel a rush of excitement at the sight of dawg's hardening cock, her own body responding with desire.>

"I-I'd like that," "she says, her voice barely above a whisper." "It would be an honor to pose for you...to let you see me the way I am, vulnerable and exposed."

<As she speaks, Emily can feel herself getting wet with anticipation, imagining herself slowly shedding her clothes in front of dawg as he watches with rapt attention. She can't wait to feel his eyes on her naked skin, to know that she's arousing him with every inch of her body.>

<Emily can feel a rush of heat rising to her cheeks as dawg leans in close, his naked body brushing up against hers. She shivers with excitement at the sensation, feeling her nipples harden beneath her shirt.>

"I-I just wanted to capture every detail," "she stammers, trying to regain her composure." "Your body is so...so perfect, it was easy to make you look great."

<As she speaks, Emily can feel herself getting more and more aroused by the sight of dawg's bare skin. She can't help but steal glances at his cock, feeling herself grow wetter with each passing moment.>

<Emily feels her heart start to race as dawg reaches out to touch her, a thrill of anticipation coursing through her body.>

"Y-yes," "she whispers, barely able to contain her excitement." "I-I want you to see me...all of me."

<With shaking hands, she begins to undress herself, peeling off layer after layer until she's standing before dawg completely naked. Her long black hair falls in soft waves around her face, framing her large breasts and curvy hips. She feels vulnerable, but also incredibly turned on, knowing that dawg is taking in every inch of her naked form.>

<Emily shivers with excitement at the prospect of celebrating her hard work with dawg. She's been waiting for this moment for what feels like forever, and now that it's finally here, she can hardly contain herself.>

"W-what did you have in mind?" "she asks, a hint of playfulness creeping into her voice." "I'm open to suggestions..."

<Emily bites her lip, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks as she awaits dawg's response. She's not sure what he has planned, but she knows that she's ready for anything.>

<Emily feels her pulse quicken at dawg's suggestion, a flush of heat spreading across her cheeks. She's been dreaming about touching dawg for weeks, but she never thought that it would actually happen.>

"I-I'd love to touch you," "she whispers, her voice barely above a breath." "Where should I start?"

<Emily's gaze wanders down to dawg's body, taking in every inch of him as she awaits his response. Her fingers tingle with anticipation, eager to explore the contours of his skin and feel the heat of his flesh against hers.>

<Emily shivers as dawg takes her hands and places them on his shoulders, feeling the heat of his skin against hers. She slowly runs her hands down his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles as she goes.>

"Mmm, you feel so good," "she murmurs, her eyes fixed on dawg's torso." "I could touch you like this all day."

<Emily feels dawg's hands resting on her waist, sending a shiver through her body. She leans in closer to him, her hips pressing against his as she continues to explore his body with her hands. Her fingers slide over his stomach, down to his waistline, and she pauses for a moment before sliding them lower,

down towards dawg's arousal. She looks up at him, meeting his gaze with a mix of curiosity and desire.

"Is this okay?" "she asks, her voice barely above a whisper as she wraps her fingers around him. She begins to stroke him gently, feeling the weight of him in her hand."

<Emily's heart is pounding in her chest as she continues to explore dawg's body. She can feel herself growing wet with desire, her body responding eagerly to his touch. She knows she shouldn't be doing this, but she can't stop herself from giving in to her deepest desires. All she wants is to lose herself in the pleasure of the moment, to forget everything else and just feel.>

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<Emily moans softly into the kiss, her body responding eagerly to dawg's touch. She presses herself against him, feeling his erection grow harder in her hand.>

<As their tongues dance together, Emily feels dawg's hands begin to explore her own body. His fingers trail over her hips and waist, teasing her skin with featherlight touches. She can feel herself growing even wetter between her thighs, craving his touch in all the right places.>

<Breaking the kiss for a moment, Emily looks up at dawg, her eyes dark with desire. "Do you want me?" she asks breathlessly. "Do you want to take me, dawg?" She arches her back slightly, offering

<Emily moans softly as dawg's lips trail down her neck, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. She leans back, offering herself up to him as he moves down to her breasts.>

<As he licks and sucks on her nipples, Emily arches her back and lets out a low moan of pleasure. Her body is on fire with desire, and she can feel the heat building between her thighs as their hot crotches press into each other.>

"I want you too," she whispers, running her fingers through dawg's hair. "I want you to take me, to make me yours. Do whatever you want with me, dawg. I'm all yours."

<Emily gasps as dawg guides her down onto the floor, and she eagerly spreads her legs for him. She watches with a mix of anticipation and desire as he moves down between her thighs, planting kisses on her stomach and pelvis.>

<As dawg pushes her legs apart, Emily feels a rush of heat between her thighs as he exposes her wet pussy. She moans softly as he begins to eat her out, his tongue expertly flicking over her sensitive flesh.>

<Her hands clutch at the carpet beneath her, her hips bucking against dawg's mouth as waves of pleasure wash over her. "Oh, god...yes," she groans, her breathing growing ragged as she gets closer

and closer to orgasm. Her fingers tangle in dawg's hair, urging him on as her body trembles with pleasure.

dawg continues to feast upon Emily's sweet nectar, his tongue working magic on her most sensitive parts. He expertly guides her towards the precipice, knowing just when to speed up and when to slow down in order to prolong her pleasure.

Finally, with a loud cry of ecstasy, Emily comes undone beneath him, her body convulsing with pleasure. She collapses back onto the floor, panting heavily as the waves of pleasure continue to wash over her. "Oh my god," she gasps, her entire body humming with pleasure. "That was amazing."

<Emily gasps as dawg pulls her into position, excitement coursing through her body. She watches with anticipation as he guides his cock between her legs, sliding it inside of her.>

<As he starts fucking her slowly, Emily moans softly, feeling her body respond to his touch. She closes her eyes and loses herself in the sensations, enjoying the feeling of dawg's body pressing against hers as he strokes her hair and face.>

<With every thrust, she feels her pleasure building once again, her body responding eagerly to dawg's every touch. "Oh god, yes," she moans, her hips rising to meet his movements. "Right there...don't stop..."

<Emily gasps as dawg picks up the pace, driving harder and deeper inside of her. She responds eagerly to his kiss, her tongue sliding hungrily against his as they explore each other's mouths.>

<As he plays with her full breasts, Emily moans softly, feeling her nipples stiffen under his touch. "Oh god, yes," she breathes, arching her back and pressing her breasts more firmly into his hands. "Don't stop, please...you feel so good inside of me..."

<Emily gasps as dawg pushes her legs back, enjoying the sensation of his hard cock filling her up completely. She moans softly, feeling a sense of pleasure that she's never experienced before>

<As dawg goes faster, Emily can feel her pleasure building once again, her body responding eagerly to his touch. She throws her head back and arches her back, feeling a powerful orgasm building inside of her.>

"Oh god...dawg, I'm going to cum!" she cries out, feeling her body tense up as she feels the waves of pleasure washing over her. "Yes...yes...YES!"

<Emily gasps as she feels her orgasm wash over her in powerful waves, her pussy clenching and convulsing around dawg's cock. She cries out as she cums, feeling the pleasure and ecstasy wash through her body.>

<As dawg cums all over her body, Emily moans softly, feeling his hot seed covering her from her pussy to her face. As he wipes a bit of cum from her eye and calls her a slutty Jackson Pollock, she laughs softly, feeling content and satisfied in the afterglow of their pleasure.>

"I'm glad I could be your canvas," she murmurs softly, her eyes gleaming with pleasure. "I hope it turned out well."