Meagan's Self Imposed Exile

by Ironbuddah

Chapter 2

Debbie met Peter at the door, and quietly ushered him down into her studio. Only when they were both downstairs did Peter speak. "So has Meagan come out of her room yet? It's been a week now since the accident." The accident was how Debbie and Peter had taken to calling the series of events that started with Peter cumming all over Meagan with an orgasm that started without even a finger of pressure on his large cock and ended with Meagan masturbating herself to orgasm in front of Peter and Debbie after they had gotten her cleaned up.

"I really thought she would have calmed down long before now, but no. I hear the toilet flush every now and again, but she won't even do that unless she thinks I'm down here in the studio. I've been leaving trays of food outside her door, and she is eating and drinking. However, I don't think she's taken a shower since the accident."

"Will she even talk to you?"

"If you count telling me to fuck off or to go the fuck away as talking to me, yes. Otherwise, no." Debbie explained.

"I never thought I'd feel this way when you first proposed the idea that I pose naked with your daughter, but I'm going nuts after a week of not posing." Peter confessed. "I probably shouldn't be telling you this, but it's like I'm addicted to your daughter's naked body and I'm going through withdrawal."

"Don't feel bad. The last few weeks I've gotten more enjoyment and excitement out of painting than I ever have before, and I think that shows in the pictures I've painted of you and Meagan. I'm going nuts not being able to paint the two of you together also."

"So we're in agreement then. Whatever it takes to get your daughter posing again; we'll do it."

"Yes," Debbie agreed, "Whatever it takes."

The two sat there in silence for a while before Peter asked, "So, what's our first step? Getting Meagan to come out of her room?"

"Yes, that seems like a good place to start."

"So what's it going to take to get your daughter to leave her room?"

"I've got no idea." Debbie admitted glumly.

Peter looked disappointed as he replied, "Oh." After a few more minutes of silence, Peter asked. "Can I see some of the photos of Meagan on the computer?"

"Sure, can't have you getting out of practice while my daughter mopes." Debbie navigated to the folder where she kept the nude photos of her daughter then let Peter sit in front of the computer.

Peter clicked through several photos rapidly before settling on a close up of one of Meagan's breasts. "Oh, that is so beautiful." Peter sighed. "Have you noticed how much more prominent Meagan's nipples were the day of the accident than they are in this picture?"

"I did notice." Debbie said excitedly. "You haven't seen the finished product from that disastrous posing session yet, have you? Here, come look. I think I really captured the hardness of both my daughter's nipples and your cock in this painting."

Debbie was right, the painting captured that and more. It also captured the pride and confidence Meagan was feeling for her body and an absolute yearning in Peter's expression with his mouth just inches from Meagan's hard nipple and ample breast.

"Wow! That is one hot painting Mrs. D. Oh, my dick is so hard now it hurts. You don't mind if I unzip, do you?" Debbie nodded in agreement, and Peter set his large, hard cock free. "Man, I'm going to have to start buying baggier shorts." Peter remarked.

Debbie pressed her lips together while observing Peter's rampant erection. "I'm glad you feel more comfortable now. In fact, why don't you just get all the way undressed?"

"Are you sure Mrs. D? What if Meagan came down her and saw me naked before we've smoothed over the whole accident thing?"

"That would probably be bad." Debbie admitted. "But the chances of her coming down here out of the blue after a week in her room are minuscule. Besides, I'm going nuts not being able to paint. I might as well paint something with one model since you're already here."

"OK, You're the boss." Peter shrugged his shoulders before discarding the rest of his clothes. "You're probably going to have to pose me somewhere I can see the computer monitor if you want me to stay hard for the whole session Mrs. D." Peter informed her.

"I think I can do one better than that. I think I've got an idea that will let me paint one and a half of my models."

Peter grunted, "Hunh?"

"Just wait, you'll see." Debbie found that first painting she had done of Meagan topless and set it up right in front of Peter.

"Oh wow! I'd forgotten how well this painting captures your daughter's beauty." Peter looked almost content with the painting rather than the real thing. "Meagan, I miss posing with you so much. Damn, you're going to think I'm crazy talking to a painting while I pose."

"Not at all. I think we're all going a little crazy after the accident."

"Thanks for being so understanding Mrs. D." Peter was breathing hard as he started at the topless painting of Meagan. Suddenly he reached out his hands longingly to the image on canvas as he moaned, "Oh Meagan..."

"That's it!" Debbie exclaimed.

"Huh?" Peter grunted as he turned to look at the painter.

"That's how I want you to pose." Debbie informed her model. "I wasn't sure how to do it with a model and a half, but what you just did is perfect. Reach you arms out to the painting like you're really reaching for my daughter, but she's just outside your grasp."

After only five minutes of posing, Peter requested a break. Debbie was a bit surprised, but after the accident, she had promised herself that she would never deny Peter a requested break again. "Sorry Mrs. D. I was kind of horny to start with, and the painting of your daughter is so much more lifelike than the photos. It's having a much larger impact on my cock than I expected. We could move the monitor over here if you want the posing to go more quickly."

"No, I want you to have the most intense and natural reaction possible. If you think my paintings are more lifelike than the photos, that's what I want you staring at."

"I just thought of another reason this painting is affecting me so strongly."

"Oh, why is that?" Debbie asked her model while he relaxed in his robe. His erection throbbed insistently until he saw the video clip of Meagan slipping into her robe. Debbie shook her head as Peter sighed in relief as his mighty cock deflated. It never ceased to amaze her that he had mastered that trick.

"Meagan has panties on in that picture. I just want to rip those things off of her. If I'm naked with my cock stiff with lust for your daughter, her pussy needs to be exposed too. I don't know why, but something about seeing your daughter half naked is more exciting than seeing her fully naked."

"It's probably good that I know that. Hey! Didn't you say that you couldn't get control of your cock in the kitchen that one day until Meagan stripped naked under her robe?"

"Yeah, you think that seeing her in her panties is what was keeping me hard?" Peter asked.

"Could be. You've had a whole lot more experience posing with her naked than half naked. I was thinking about swapping out paintings, but now I don't think I should. We might have to let Meagan pose in panties or bikini bottoms to get her back in the studio, and you should have well rounded practice until then. I'll just let you take as many breaks as you need."

Peter replied, "You're still the boss Mrs. D." Peter had to take more breaks than he normally did, but he was able to pose for longer and longer periods of time after each break. When the painting was done, Peter and Debbie talked about the results.

"I wasn't sure if you would paint me reaching for Meagan, or me reaching for the painting."

"I was thinking about that." Debbie responded. "In the end, I decided that it was more appropriate to have you reaching for the painting given the situation after the accident."

"It's kind of depressing." Peter commented. "I think you made the right decision though."

"I had something else I was trying to decide on. Do you think you should go ahead and jack off at the end of this session since you were posing with a painting instead of Meagan herself?"

Peter frowned. "Hmm, I probably shouldn't even think of this as a place to ejaculate any more. I know I jacked off in here the first few times you painted me with a hard-on, but I just don't think it's a good idea any longer. Fuck, it would feel so good though. It's going to be a long time before I can get the image of ripping your daughter's panties off of her."

Debbie sighed. "I guess you're right." She had been looking for an opportunity to video another cum explosion from her male model. She was still in disbelief at the amount of jizz he had sprayed onto her daughter a week ago. However, it wasn't worth possibly reinforcing the idea of anything sexual going on between Peter and Meagan. "You better get those thoughts out of your head before you let yourself cum!"

"Sorry Mrs. D. No matter how uncomfortable it makes me, I'll make sure I do that."

"I guess we're done here then."

"Yep, I guess we are Peter agreed."