Posing Together

by Ironbuddah

Chapter 3: Meagan's Masturbation Lesson

During the month of June, Debbie was able to paint several more nude pictures of Meagan and Peter together. She got one profile painting of the two with their backs to each other, and another where the two stood facing her. In that picture, she had them hold a box between them by leaning on it. She turned the box into a full Greek column in that painting. There was another painting where Peter and Meagan sat cross legged both more or less facing the easel, but at an angle looking away from each other. Debbie was particularly happy with the way Peter's hard cock had protruded from his body in that pose.

However her favorite was another painting where both her models were facing her. Meagan was kneeling in front of Peter. It had been tricky to get her daughter to pose in that position, but she convinced her that Peter was less likely to see anything really revealing from behind. It didn't hurt that by that time, the two of them had seem pretty much everything. So Meagan eventually put up with Peter being able to see her butt during the entire posing session. She had painted her daughter like a Greek goddess and had painted Peter like the god Zeus complete with a thunderbolt.

"Meagan, check to see if people are putting their garbage out today. I'm not sure when it would go out since the Fourth of July is this week." Debbie asked her daughter.

"Oh, bite me!"

"Meagan! It's not like I'm asking you to do real work. Just look out the window."

Meagan mimicked her mother. "Just look out the window!"

"Young lady, your attitude has been just awful lately. What is wrong with you?"

"I don't know." Meagan sighed realizing that she had been out of line. "It just seems like everything except posing irritates me."

Debbie's eyebrows shot up. "Oh! I bet I know what the problem is. Down to the studio with you!"

"What?" Meagan whined. "Why am I heading to the studio? Peter isn't here. Are you going to paint me alone to shut me up?"

"No questions. Move it!"

Meagan started stripping once she got down. Debbie noticed that taking off her bra without Peter around no longer seemed to cause her daughter's nipples to go instantly hard. Debbie immediately set out to correct that.

"Now, Meagan, have you been thinking about boys a lot?"

"What? I thought you were going to paint me; not ask me a bunch of questions."

"Peter maybe?"

Meagan set her jaw and glared at her mother, but her nipples puffed up quite nicely at the mere mention of his name.

Debbie smiled, sure that she had correctly determined the cause of her daughter's bad attitude. "Now, I want you to rub your stomach with one hand and your leg with the other." Meagan was still glaring, but did as she was told. "More toward the inside of your leg. Yeah, like that, but up higher." Meagan shuttered and stopped moving.

"Mother, that's getting into some sensitive spots! Why are you having me move anyway? Normally, you want us to stand as still as possible when posing."

"That's true, but I brought you down here to find those sensitive spots." Debbie explained.

Meagan stood up and stared at her mother in disbelief. "Oh, my, god! You want me to play with myself? I don't do that."

"Why not? Everyone does sooner or later. It feels good."

"Eww! Gross!"

Debbie pressed on, "How do you know it's gross if you've never tried it."

Meagan countered, "Well, how do you know I haven't tried it and just didn't like it?" Debbie just looked at her daughter with an ironic smile on her face. "It's that good?"

"Oh yeah. If you do it all the way, you're going to want to keep doing it."

"All the way?"

"To the point of orgasm." Debbie explained.

"Mother, don't talk about orgasms, that's really gross!"

"Well how about a bet then. If you have an one, and your attitude doesn't improve. I'll pay you double for your next posing session."

"All July!" Meagan quickly countered.

"Fine, all July."

"Um, so what do I do?"

"Sit back down, and start rubbing on your really sensitive parts. Gently and slowly at first. You'll know when it's time to rub harder or faster or both."

Hesitantly at first, but then with a little more conviction as it started to feel good, Meagan ran her hands gently over her pubic mound. "Um, so, how long do I have to do this? It's embarrassing with you watching me."

"Just be patient. It might help if you thought about boys or at least one boy in particular." Debbie advised.

"Mother! I know you're talking about Peter." Despite snapping at her mother, Meagan's right hand began to move faster at her crotch and her left hand clutched at one of her large breasts before she leaned back and used it to brace herself.

"It's starting to feel good, isn't it?"

"Yeah." Meagan admitted somewhat breathlessly. "Wait, yuck! My fingers are getting wet. I didn't just pee on myself, did I?"

Debbie sighed. "Don't they teach you anything in sex ed?"

"Eww! You mean my body's getting lubed up for sex? That's disgusting." Despite her protests, Meagan didn't quit rubbing her virgin slit.

"What did you think was going to happen when you started playing with yourself? Besides, if your fingers are getting wet, you might want to think about sliding one inside now."

"I am not putting my fingers in my oochie-coochie with you watching."

"Your oochie-coochie? Peter's right, you need more slang in your vocabulary."

"What?" Meagan asked defensively. "That's what one girl in my class who uses tampons called it."

"That's not a term high school girls are going to use, but never mind, that's a discussion for a different day. Back to your fingers. You may not need to put them inside. Some women get off just fine with only indirect stimulation of their clit. It's just something to keep in mind if you aren't getting anywhere."

Meagan kept rubbing herself in silence for a minute or two before exclaiming, "Oh shit!" Her body shuddered, and she lowered herself so that she was lying flat on the ground of her mother's studio. "I think I just had my first orgasm!"

"Are you 100% sure?" Debbie asked.

"Well..."

Debbie interrupted, "You didn't have one."

"But it felt so good!" Meagan argued.

"If you're not 100% sure, you didn't have one. Debbie stated firmly. "Get back at it young lady."

Meagan frowned, but began rubbing her pussy again. Almost immediately she started making quiet moans and small noises of pleasure. Her face went slack as she was unable to maintain her frown given the feelings shooting out from her belly all over her body. When she started rocking her hips against her hand, Meagan stopped and said. "OK, you win mom. Let me go finish this up in my room, and you don't have to pay me any extra."

"No way! Your attitude has been so bad, there's not a chance in the world I'm letting you do anything but finish what you started."

"But Mother, this is embarrassing. Can't I have some privacy?"

"You can have as much privacy as you want, after you do it once in front of me."

"Fine, but you're now officially the worst mother ever for making me do this!" She glared at her mother, but soon she shuddered and had to look down in disbelief at what her hand was doing to her pussy. Then, despite her earlier claim that she wouldn't put a finger inside herself, Meagan did exactly that. It didn't take much fingering herself to get Meagan's clenched jaw to unlock as she moaned with pleasure.

Debbie had activated video mode on her camera, and Meagan was too involved with what she was doing to herself to notice. Debbie was glad she got the camera turned on when she did. Meagan started moaning louder and louder, and then she started actually lifting her hips off the ground as she thrust back at her fingers. Suddenly she screamed and her back arched. Meagan was supporting her entire body on her feet and her shoulder blades as she came for the first time. It gave Debbie a perfect video of her daughter fingering herself to her first climax.

"There, now I'll grant that was an orgasm."

Meagan didn't answer her mother. Her body collapsed back to the floor, her hands fell to her sides, and her head rolled to one side. Meagan had a satisfied smile on her face, but her eyes fluttered shut, and other than the rise and fall of her breathing, she was motionless.

"Holy shit! I think she came so hard she passed out." Rather than checking on her daughter though, Debbie got her camera off the tripod and started snapping pictures of her spread eagle daughter on the floor. "O my goodness, these photo's are great. I wish I could get her to pose live like this. I would never get the painting done though. It would be too distracting if she had to make herself cum so hard she faints over and over. It would make for the most amazing painting though." The flash went off repeatedly as Debbie photographed her unconscious daughter from many angles. Only when Meagan started to stir did Debbie set the camera down. "Are you OK honey?"

"Huh?"

"I said, how do you feel? I think you passed out from your first orgasm."

Coming to, Meagan giggled. "I feel great!" Then she giggled some more.

"Am I still officially the worst mother in the world?"

"No. No, no, no. Not at all. Nononono." Meagan said the last set of no's in a sing song voice, and that made her start giggling again.

"So will you go check to see if other people are putting their garbage out today?"

Meagan hopped up and headed for the stairs. "Sure thing!"

"Ahem, Meagan, you're still naked."

"Oh yeah! I forgot!" Meagan returned, slid on her panties, then headed back for the stairs.

"Um, now you're just topless."

Meagan didn't answer, but started giggling again. She put her shirt on without bothering with a bra. "I guess I was just determined to flash the neighborhood after my first orgasm."

"Young lady, don't you dare!"

"I wouldn't do that, or at least I wouldn't now that I've returned to my senses."

"I don't know about that." Debbie grumbled, "But at least you're in a better mood now."