[SONE-948] "I want to be needed by everyone...", a shy nude model volunteered by a Bocchi female art student Saki Shirakami

I was not good at talking to people.
Since I was a child, I have been alone and the only thing I can do is draw.
Even when I entered art school, I didn't get into the circle, my presence was thin, and I spent my days quietly running a pencil in the corner of the classroom.
But one day, at a small drawing meeting invited by everyone, the world of 'Saka' shook a little.
On the spot when the naked model could no longer come, she said to herself, "I will do it."
Just to paint. I want to be of help to someone.
But his gaze was much hotter than I expected.
Every time I was seen, praised, or needed, something trembled in the back of my heart.
Swaying between embarrassment and pleasure, Saki notices. "I can stay here."
It was the temperature of 'approval' that I felt for the first time.
──Later, Sakuka took off her clothes again.
"I want you to see it more properly."
That feeling of being enveloped in the gaze in that classroom was still tingling in the back of my body.
In front of Aizawa, he quietly dropped his bathrobe.
There is no shame in being naked.
However, when you are stared at by just one person, your heart beats faster.
I feel like I'm suffocating.
I felt the 'I' swaying in his eyes.
Touched and traced, Sakuka trembles and encounters new sensations.
The pleasure of being seen, the stimulation of being touched.
And beyond that, the feeling that fills the depths of the body──
Even though it was my first time, I couldn't refuse.
Rather, I was immersed in that heat.
"More... look..."
His eyes were only fixed on Sakika, and he was so happy that he couldn't help but be happy.
Before she knew it, Saka had asked for a partner with her own hands, gave it to her with her mouth, opened her legs, and welcomed him many times.
The sex was much gentler and much more lewd than I imagined.
And both of them gradually melted Sakika's mind and body.
'What is needed' was back to back with pleasure.
The 'I that can be seen' is no longer 'me in the picture', but 'me in desire'.
I was embarrassed, but I was happy.
Every time I felt it while being watched, the outline of Saki became clearer.
This is surely the first story for her to find herself.