Convincing the Models

By Iron Buddah

Chapter 1

Meagan didn't know it, but her mother's interest in painting was about to have a profound impact on her life. Meagan was a gorgeous 8^th grader who returned home from school on what appeared to be an ordinary day. There was about a month left in the semester, but the the buzz of excitement emanating from the students eager to be out on summer break was nothing compared to what Meagan was about to see. Meagan knew that when Debbie, her mother, didn't great her it meant she was painting. She walked into her mother's studio, but her greeting died on her lips.

Directly in front of her was a fantastically built male model, posing nude for her mother. He looked to be about 6'5", and was extremely muscular although more like an athlete than a body builder. His face was very hansom, and while Meagan tried to keep her eyes on his face, it was impossible to resist the temptation to dip her gaze lower. Dangling below an eight pack of washboard abs, was a fine specimen of male penis. Although limp, it looked to be about 6 inches long, which dwarfed anything Meagan had previously seen. This wasn't at all a surprise since all her previous experience with the male member came from changing diapers. The shocked teen gasped, alerting the male model to her presence.

Peter had been posing with his arms spread and his head tilted back, so he had been originally unaware of Meagan's entrance. Meagan stood about 5'2" and was a very pretty girl. She had blue eyes and a serious face. Her wavy blond hair came to her shoulders. Meagan was wearing a white shirt and jeans, and it was clear that her D cup bra was very full, perhaps even a bit overfull as her breasts stretched out the fabric. A few inches of smooth bare midriff were revealed as well by the front of her shirt. Having heard the door, but no one speaking, he looked to the door to see who was observing him posing nude.

His eyes instantly took in Meagan's beauty, and in the span of three heartbeats, his cock grew to its full length of 9 inches. By then his heart rate had doubled, and in another three heartbeats it was pointed straight at the beautiful busty teen in front of him.

Meagan's eye's grew round like saucers, and she blurted out "A little warning when you're doing something like this would be nice Mom!" She pulled her shirt down to cover her bare midriff then she flew the room. Peter turned his back on the door and covered his crotch with his hands in the horrible realization that he had just produced a near-instant hard on for his artist's daughter.

"No, don't cover that magnificence up! I'd like to get some digital pictures to think about paintings I could do where you're erect. If you don't mind that is."

"But that was your daughter!" Peter protested.

"I know, but it probably did her some good to see that monster of yours. At least I only have to keep 8^th grade boys away at the moment. I'm dreading what I'll have to deal with this fall!"

Peter groaned, "She's not even in high school yet?"

"You thought she was another model in college when she walked in, didn't you?" Debbie asked while taking close ups of Peter's engorged and throbbing cock. "I can't believe I never thought of using her as a model before. She's got a great body for it!" Peter groaned again at Debbie's pronouncement. If I can convince her to pose with you, you would love that, wouldn't you?"

Peter groaned a third time before answering, "I don't know that I'd be comfortable with that since she's so young, especially since she's your daughter."

"You might not be comfortable with it, but I know you would love it!" Debbie predicted.

Peter didn't answer, but he was audibly panting, and beads of sweat were starting to form on his perfectly muscled body. His eyes closed, but it wasn't clear if that was to try to forget the bewitching image of Meagan or remember it more clearly.

"I think I've got enough photos now, but if it's OK, I'd like to switch the camera over to video mode while you think about Meagan and jack off."

"Ugh! Should you be encouraging me to do that while I'm thinking about your daughter?"

"It doesn't matter if I encourage you or not, you're going to be thinking about her the next time you cum no matter what. And besides, you clearly need the relief."

"It seems so wrong." Peter protested while panting louder and growing sweatier by the moment.

"I don't think so. You obviously experienced an instant animal attraction to Meagan; I think it would actually be best if you got that out of your system as quickly as possible."

Peter didn't say anything right away, then he said Meagan's name while brushing his fingertips over his vein covered shaft. His eyes snapped open, and he clenched his fist to keep himself from playing with his erect cock any further. He sat down in the chair he rested in while taking breaks from posing; looking around the room desperately for something which would help him reign in his raging lust for the under age girl, Meagan.

Debbie didn't say anything, but moved the camera in closer so that Peter's feet and head disappeared from the frame. Peter's fist unclenched and he pumped up and down on his angry cock three times before growling "No!" and pulling his hand away.

"Go ahead. I'm her mother, and I'm telling you it's OK."

Peter continued to struggle with conflicting drives. His sense of decency told him that it was wrong to jack off in front of an audience, especially when the audience was the mother of the girl who had driven him into his current state of lust. However his cock was telling him it needed relief and it needed relief soon. "Fuck! Meagan! ... Meagan! Fuck!" Peter's cock had won it's argument with Peter's brain. His hand gripped his thick shaft and began flogging his boner for all it was worth.

It didn't take Peter long to get the relief he needed. First a large glob of cum welled up out of his dick then slid down the shaft. Then his rock hard cock shot off a half dozen ropes of cum three feet into the air. Even though the greatest portion of his seed was spent at this point, droplets of of cum continued to ooze out of his shaft as Peter pumped it for over a minute. Finally, Peter let out a loud sigh of contentment and let his dick slide out of his hand.

"See, you needed that. Why don't you go ahead and get dressed? I'll pay you for a full session, but I don't think you've got any posing left in you today."

Looking down at the mess he had made in the floor, Peter laughed. "No, I guess not. I think you were right; it was a good idea to get that out of my system as quickly as possible. Do you need me to clean anything up?"

"No, don't worry about it, that will mop up with the paint. See you tomorrow."