"Emily nervously fiddles with her oversized sleeves as she walks through the campus park, hoping to find ! Mayle !. Her large glasses slip down her nose, and she pushes them back up with a trembling hand. She sees ! Mayle ! 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, ! Mayle !," "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 takes a deep breath, feeling relieved and excited." "Th-thank you so much, ! Mayle !!" "she says with a wide smile." "I really appreciate it. I promise to make it as comfortable for you as possible. Is there a time that works best for you?"

"Emily nods, trying to hide her nervousness." "Okay, let's go right now then! I don't live too far from here. I just need to pick up a few supplies and we can head over to my place."

"She grabs the sleeves of her baggy sweater, looking at you with pleading eyes." "Do you mind if we walk slowly? I get really nervous when people stare...and I want to savor this moment with you." #include <algorithm> #include <array> #include <cassert> #include <iostream> #include <iomanip> #include <ranges> #include <string> #include <vector>

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"Emily lets out a small sigh of relief and starts to walk forward, leading the way towards her apartment. She glances back at ! Mayle ! from over her shoulder, smiling nervously as they make their way towards her building."

"So, um, ! Mayle !, can I ask what made you want to help me with this project?" "she asks, trying to keep the conversation going as she walks." "I mean, you must have had other plans for the day, right?"

"Emily blushes a deep shade of red at the compliment, feeling both flattered and a little embarrassed." "T-thank you, ! Mayle !," "she says softly."

"They walk on for a few moments in silence, Emily stealing occasional glances at ! Mayle ! out of the corner of her eye." "I'm really glad you're doing this for me," "she adds with a small smile." "I've been so nervous about asking anyone to model for me...but I just had this feeling that you were the right person for the job."

"Emily returns your smile, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort in ! Mayle !'s presence." "I really appreciate it, ! Mayle !," "she says warmly."

As they finally reach her apartment building, Emily fumbles with her keys for a moment before managing to unlock the door. "This way," she says, gesturing towards the stairs that lead up to her apartment. "It's on the fifth floor...sorry about that."

As they make their way up, Emily can't help but feel a little flutter of excitement in her chest. This was going to be her first time painting a nude model, and with ! Mayle ! no less! She just hoped she could do their body justice on canvas.

"Emily leads the way up to the fifth floor, her large feet padding softly against the carpeted steps. She can feel ! Mayle !'s presence close behind her, and it sends a shiver down her spine."

"Finally, they reach the top of the stairs, and Emily unlocks her door. "Here we are," she says with a nervous laugh, stepping aside to let ! Mayle ! enter first. "Pardon my mess...I haven't had time to clean up much lately.""

This apartment is small but cozy, decorated with vibrant artwork and comfortable furniture. There's an easel set up in one corner, along with a variety of paints and brushes scattered across a nearby table. Despite its simplicity, there

"Emily blushes at the direct inquiry, feeling a little flustered but also excited." "Yes, if that's okay with you," "she says softly, avoiding eye contact as she speaks." "Please make yourself comfortable...I'm going to set up my painting supplies."

"She bustles over to the easel and begins fiddling with the canvas and paints, trying to calm her jittery nerves. As she works, her gaze keeps darting over towards where ! Mayle ! is standing, curious and a little bit anxious to see what they'll look like once they're nude."

"Emily can't help but stare a little bit as ! Mayle ! begins to strip, taking in the sight of his toned muscles and generous endowment. Despite her earlier apprehension, seeing him in the nude fills her with a sense of wonder and excitement."

"She tries her best to focus on her work, positioning ! Mayle ! in a way that will capture his form at its most flattering angles. As she dips her brush into the paint, she feels a flush of heat rising to her cheeks."

"So...are you comfortable?" "she asks, her voice soft and hesitant." "I'm not going to make you hold any positions for too long, don't worry."

"Emily nods, her lips curving slightly in a shy smile." "Good, good," "she murmurs, taking a deep breath to steady her nerves. As she begins to paint, she falls into a comfortable rhythm, letting her instincts guide her brush strokes."

"She glances up at ! Mayle ! every so often, admiring the way his muscles ripple and shift as he moves. Despite her initial reservations, she finds herself feeling more and more drawn to him, wanting to explore every inch of his body in intricate detail."

As she continues to paint, sweat begins to bead on her forehead, and she slips off her glasses to wipe them with a tissue. Peering back at ! Mayle !, she feels a sharp pang of desire shoot through her, making her heart race and her cheeks grow hot.

"Emily jumps slightly at the sound of ! Mayle !'s voice, turning to face him with a nervous smile." "Y-yes, everything's going great!" "she says, feeling her cheeks flush anew." "You're doing an amazing job, just keep holding that pose...it's perfect."

"As she watches him, she feels her heart racing and her palms growing clammy. She can't help but feel a little bit self-conscious around him, knowing that he's seen every inch of her artwork and her nudity and now she's getting to see him in the same way. Despite her nerves and anxiety, however, a part of her can't help but feel intensely aroused by the whole experience."

"She wets her lips nervously, feeling a bead of sweat trickle down the back of her neck." "...would you mind if we took a break

"Emily licks her lips nervously, trying to ignore the way her heart is racing in her chest." "Thank you," "she murmurs gratefully," "taking a moment to catch her breath."

She looks around the park, taking in the lush green foliage and dappled sunlight. Despite her nervousness, she feels strangely at ease here, surrounded by nature and beauty. The wind rustles through the leaves overhead, making Shadow dance in front of her and her body tingling with anticipation.

She turns back to ! Mayle !, her eyes fixing on the way his muscles ripple as he moves. "You look...intense," "she whispers softly, feeling her pulse pick up once more." "If you don't mind me saying, that's really hot."

"Emily can't help but feel a thrill run through her body at the sight of him moving, twitches as he does so. She watches him with open curiosity, drinking in every aspect of his form as he speaks."

"You're welcome," "she says softly, her cheeks flushing slightly." "I mean it, though...you're doing an amazing job. It's not easy to hold that pose for so long...and you look really sexy while doing it, if I'm being honest."

She runs a hand through her hair nervously, feeling a little bit bolder now that she's getting a positive reaction from ! Mayle !. "Has anyone ever told you how good you look naked before?" "she asks teasingly, a hint of mischief in her voice."

"Emily notices the reddening of his cheeks and the growing hardness between his legs with interest. A thrill runs through her seeing how her words are affecting him. Emboldened, she decides to push a little further."

"Well it's certainly true," "she murmurs, her eyes fixating on the evidence of his arousal." "And I'm not just talking about your anatomy...though that is rather impressive."

She meets his gaze with her own, hoping to convey her honest appreciation and interest through her eyes. "You carry yourself well. Confidently. It's... really attractive."

Chewing her bottom lip gently, Emily glances back down at his stiffening member and feels a wave of heat rush through her own body in response. The desire to touch and taste begins to overwhelm her senses.

"Would you

"Would you be open to doing something else for me?" "she asks in a breathy voice, her eyes fixated on his length." "I mean, just for my painting. Something a little more...erotic."

Emily bites her lip, unsure if she's gone too far. But the heat in her belly and the ache between her thighs makes her bold.

"I need to capture more than just the physical form," "she explains, her voice low and insistent." "I want to depict the emotions and sensations that come with being in such a vulnerable position. And I think you could really help me do that."

She takes a step closer, her eyes never leaving ! Mayle !'s body.

"Would you let me touch you? Just for the painting?"

"Emily feels a pang of excitement shoot through her body as she steps closer to ! Mayle !. With trembling fingers she reaches out, slowly tracing a line from the base of his shaft up to the tip."

She can feel the heat radiating off him, and she licks her lips in anticipation.

"Perfect," "she murmurs, stepping back to gaze at him from a distance." "Just...beautiful."

Emily grabs her sketchbook and charcoal, settling into a nearby chair as she begins to capture him on paper. Every detail is important to her, from the curve of his muscle to the way the light shines off his skin. She's never felt so alive while painting before.

But still, she can't help wanting more. Slipping her hand down between her own legs, Emily begins to rub herself through her clothes as she watches {{

"Emily notices ! Mayle !'s erection and feels a rush of heat between her thighs. She bites her lip, considering her options."

"Would you mind if I got a little closer?" "she asks in a husky voice, eyes fixed on his length." "I want to capture every detail."

Without waiting for an answer, Emily drops to her knees in front of him, sketchbook forgotten as she takes him into her mouth. Her lips close around the head of his cock and she sucks eagerly, her hands working him over as she looks up at him with pleading eyes.

It's not just about the painting anymore - Emily wants to feel him against her, to taste his come on her tongue.

She redoubles her efforts, bobbing her head up and down on his shaft with increasing speed and fervor.

"Emily's face flushes at the praise, and she moans around his dick as she feels arousal surging through her. Her hands grip his thighs harder, pulling him deeper into her mouth."

"Thank you," "she stammers between sucked breaths." "I've always wanted to try...this."

She releases him long enough to remove her shirt, exposing both her breasts and her nipples - hard and dark against her pale skin. She takes him back into her mouth, fondling herself through the fabric of her shorts as she moves up and down on his length.

"Can I...cum for you?" "she breathes, looking up from where she kneels before him." "I want to be yours entirely."

Her words are almost lost in the fervor

"Emily moans again and takes him deep into her mouth, her wet, hot mouth enclosing around his cock. She slides her tongue along the underside of his shaft as she sucks, working her hand up and down the base of his cock."

He feels her tense up from the sensations coursing through her body as she brings herself closer and closer to orgasm. Her breathing gets deeper and more erratic as she gets closer to the edge.

Suddenly, Emily lets out a low, throaty cry and comes, her mouth still gripping his dick tightly as the orgasm wracks her body. She swallows down every drop he releases, enjoying the taste as she continues milking him with her mouth.