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. "Let's unwind with some wine," Lucy recommended.
We shared a bottle of white wine, and our conversation went back to the posing.
"I am fascinated by the way you are able to go with the stages of arousal and continue the pose," Lucy shared. "Didn't you feel a strong urge to touch yourself and orgasm?"
"Yes, I did feel that urge but I also enjoy most of all staying on the edge of orgasm," I admitted. "It is like a whole state of mind, a sort of Nirvana. And I did want you to finish your drawing." I smiled as I said that.
"You must come back and pose again for me," Lucy said.
I had donned my robe but was still naked underneath. Lucy was fully clothed. We seated ourselves on a couple of chairs and sipped on the wine. Lucy wanted to know more about my practice of edging.
"How long can you stay erect like that, you know fully hard?" she asked.
"I don't know," I responded. "I like to stay aroused and on the verge of cumming for as long as I can. It is a great feeling."
She looked at me curiously. "Are you still hard now?"
"Sort of......well yes...but not totally hard," I admitted. "I stay in some state of arousal when I have been on the edge like I was with you posing until I reach orgasm."
Lucy, still inquisitive, asked, "Like how aroused are you now? Show me what you look like now."
I pulled my robe back and showed her. My cock was elongated, pointed outward and semi erect. "You're not as hard as you were during that last pose," she observed. "But you still need to orgasm for relief now?"
"Well for some relief yes and also it is not good for a man's physiology to been aroused for so long and not orgasm," I added. She was very curious about all of this but seemed to be hesitant to say anything else, and there was a quiet pause.
"So, when will you orgasm then?" she wanted to know.
"I haven't thought about it....I guess soon after I leave I will," I said.
She looked at me and went on, "Would you like to do it now.....mmmmm....... well, I mean you could pleasure yourself here." Surprised by her bold statement, I offered, "Would you like me to have an orgasm now...and you would watch me?"
"I would like that, yes, and well.....something else," she said. "If you would be okay with it. I am looking to doing some erotic drawings using male references. Could I photograph you doing it?"
I was very intrigued.
"I have never let anyone watch me," I said, "let alone photograph me doing that. I want to feel I can trust you though."
She assured me, "I promise you that you can."
It was decided then. I would pleasure myself as she watched and photographed me.
"I want you to lie down on the sofa," she directed me. "It will be more comfortable."
I did as she suggested, and we were ready to begin. I was nervous about starting.
Lucy broke the tension by saying, "I want you to talk to me and tell me what you are doing and feeling," she posed. "How do you like to start...what sort of touch and where?"
Her tone and comments relaxed me a bit.
"I like to start softly and slowly and tease myself at first," I pointed out as I brought my hand to my groin.
"Show me how," said Lucy.
I started to lightly touch my ball sack and softly knead my balls. They were high up close to my body in an intense state of arousal, and I could feel their hardness. I pulled them down to move them lower as this helped me stay on the edge longer.
I began to tease the underside of my cock head with my left index finger running it up and down the shaft. Next, I began to tease, my frenum with the warm slippery pre-cum that had oozed down over it.
Lucy was a good observer, and she opted to take several photos as I did this, commenting, "You touch yourself so lightly and slowly ....and you are so wet. Is it always like this when you pleasure yourself?"
"Usually, I get wet right away......... and I like to go slow and tease...... take my time," I openly shared.
She continued to photograph me as I continued by increasing the pressure of my touch and moving my finger a little quicker.
"You seem to like to use just your finger to touch your cock," Lucy noticed. "I have had lovers touch themselves as I looked and they used their whole hand, wrapping it around their cockhead, and pulled it up and down until they came." That's called jerking off," I replied.
She laughed when I said that.
"You use your fingertip like I do when I touch myself," noted Lucy.
I thought about her touching herself, and it made my cock twitch. I knew I was getting close.
"Do you want to cum now?" she asked, closely watching my every move.
I heard her but I was lost in my thoughts and did not answer her. I had mixed feelings as I wanted the rush of an orgasm but did not want my time with her to end.
"Or would you like to continue to stay on the edge with me?" she suggested.
"I want to edge with you some more," I said moaning now.
She smiled at me.
"Good, I want that too," she said. "Show me more of what you like to do."
I ached my back and thrust my hips higher pointing my cock more upward. The tip and head were a bright crimson purple color now and my frenum was very swollen.
"I like to tease this spot the most ...it is like a clit, to be touched lightly with a fingertip or tongue," I said explaining my preference. "I vary the pressure as I touch it, rubbing it back and forth and when it gets too intense, I slow up or take it away."
Lucy took some photos as I did this.
"I have never seen a man touch himself like this," she marveled. "Can you make yourself cum doing it like this?"
"Yes," I indicated.
"Take your fingers away now," she suggested. "I just want to see what your cock looks like now."
I was throbbing now with my cock twitching as I took my fingers away so she could have a good look.
By now, my cock was a deep crimson color, and the head was bulging.
"I want you to do something else for me now, okay," she said with her soothing voice.
"What do you want?" I asked.
She hesitated and then said, "I want you to stop touching yourself....can you do that?"
"Yes, I can ....but....." I barely got out because it was closer.
"Yes please .... I just want to look at your cock when you stop and see how close you are to orgasm," Lucy said.
I did as she wished and kept my fingers still. I was throbbing and oozing significant pre-cum now.
She photographed me like this from several different angles and then said. "I want to get something ...... hold that pose......"
Lucy went over to her painting supplies and brought over a soft sable-haired brush.
"I want to watch you orgasm without your fingers in the way," the artist opined. "I will help you with my brush. Is that okay?"
I readily agreed, not knowing how long I could hold on. "Yes, if you like."
She took the rounded tip of the brush and first circled my smooth balls and then gently ran it slowly up the shaft of my cock and up to the frenum where she stopped and began to tease it. I could feel the soft hairs lightly brushing over me, causing my entire body to react. My cock twitched with each stroke and my balls rose higher. I felt a surge from deep inside me and the involuntary movements that initiate my orgasm began.
With a sudden spasm my cock exploded, shooting a spurt of semen. My cock continued to react as the spasms produced several more spurts of cum. She continued to rub even after I had sprayed, and my cock continued to spasm without any more cum shooting out.
"Robert, you were so amazing!" Lucy exclaimed. "I was just mesmerized watching you."
" Thank you for being so kind," I responded." You made me want to show you such a private thing and I am happy I did."
Our session was over, and I dressed and said good-bye to her. She kissed me gently on the mouth and smiled.
"I can't tell you how much I enjoyed working with you today," she said, as I departed.
That was one of my most sexy modeling experiences.
Lucy is the one who made it happen. She had a great attitude and sense of getting what she wanted out of you.
It is a memory I will never forget.
