Chapter 4 -- Masturbating to Dania
Dream
I'm naked at the zoo. I'm one of the animals on display. There are lions and elephants in the other exhibits. But in mine there is only me.
And I'm naked.
People stream by outside my exhibit and watch.
They watch me all day as I eat and relieve myself and try to nap.
And everyday at 10 and 1 the zookeeper comes in and compels me to perform for the crowd. I lay down in front of the gathering throng and masturbate for them.
Lewdly.
Spreading my pussy lips and frigging my clitoris.
Vigorously.
Sticking two and three fingers in my cunt and finger fucking myself. Sometimes with two fingers in my ass too, double fucking myself.
Climaxically.
With a moan or scream to finish the whole thing off.
They love it...so do I.
I am the most popular exhibit in the entire zoo.
I wonder what the sign in front of my cage says?
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Linda tossed and turned that night. She really didn't sleep very well. Every time she half woke up it seemed her eyes fell on the masturbating Dania painting. The moon was streaming in and spotlighted it.
What should she do?
Her life was stuck where it was. She could see herself in 15 years still doing the same thing. Still selling houses, still working a lot. Did Miss Carvella offer a way out? A way up?
It would be nice if she could offer her daughter more. Miss Carvella certainly seemed to have her life the way she wanted it. She rolled over again unable to sleep, kicked off the covers and got out of bed. It was 2 am.
She went downstairs and got herself a glass of water and checked her email. Then she decided to Google Tatiana Carvella to get some information on her. The first hit was about her as an artist. She was quite well known and provocative, her female nudes getting critical acclaim along with an extensive backlist of previous works ranging from abstract art to semi-traditional impressionism.
Linda looked over Tatiana's body of work and couldn't help but be impressed.
Tatiana even had her own entry in Wikipedia, Linda could hardly believe it.
The Wikipedia entry didn't say where she was born, it was kind of a mystery, some said Hungary, some Romania or even Georgia. She first appeared in her teens when she was a model in Russia.
A Russian Oil Tycoon fell in love (or at least lust) with her and married her. It appears that it was only a matter of convenience for Tatiana as she divorced him two years later, with a very substantial settlement.
From there she moved to Italy, living in Milan.
That was where she began her painting career. She studied art there under a female master painter named Maria Calabreze. There was some speculation as to the nature of their relationship. Just apprentice and master or was it more intimate.
Nonetheless she left the tutelage of Maria after four years and parlayed her association with the grand master into a teaching position at the Académie des Beaux-Arts in Paris where she has now been teaching for 5 years.
She appears to be quite wealthy and taught more as a diversion than as a need.
The bio ended before her recent appointment to UCLA.
Linda clicked around a bit more. There were a couple of Italian magazine articles about her and a few pictures of her as a teenager clothing model in Moscow.
Linda closed the browser and left the kitchen to head back up to her bed.
[Tatiana.]
She had never had this feeling about someone else before. It seemed to be a mixture of unbridled curiosity, excitement, arousal, trust and fear.
Linda went to the toilet and then flopped back into bed. She still couldn't sleep. Then her eyes fell back upon the painting over the foot of her bed. She saw now that Dania was peeking out from under her heavy lidded eyes. It must have been a trick of the light but she seemed to be looking directly at her.
Linda tried to position herself like Dania.
How would it feel to model for Tatiana?
Linda turned her head and bit her finger. She snaked her other hand down until it rested on top of her panties. It wasn't quite right.
She slipped off her panties.
Then got back into the position, with her hand placed just so over her bare pussy now. Still it wasn't quite right. Linda sat up and took off her tank top and then once more lay back, this time naked just like Dania in the painting.
She assumed the same position.
[Would Miss Carvella want me to pose like this?]
Slowly she turned her middle finger in,
[God I'm so wet?!]
It slid in effortlessly. She looked at Dania as she started to masturbate slowly.
She never masturbated, she never had the urge. And if she ever did it would never have been to something like this. But the thought of posing for Tatiana, exposing herself brazenly as Miss Carvella had described, for some reason it really struck a nerve with Linda.
She was surprised how quickly she was building. The slickness of her vagina let her finger slide in and out like silk. She couldn't remember the last time she had cum. Had it really been since her husband had left her four years ago?
She looked Dania in the eye and bit her finger in the same way, as she fucked herself. Faster now. Moaning as she approached her climax.
She added a second finger into her cunt. She had never cum from finger fucking herself. For her to cum by masturbating she had to play with her clit. But the combination of Dania peering at her from the painting and thoughts of herself posing for Tatiana and the moon and the nakedness, she had never felt quite like this.
She just continued fucking herself. Now so fast she was making a slapping sound with her hand.
It built and sparks started to feed around the edges of her vision. She made a fist with her hand at her mouth and bit harder as her hips bucked into her fingers moving insider her.
"oooh" She tried to stay quiet.
"aaehhee" She didn't want to wake Sarah down the hall.
"oooo" What would she say if she did?
