The artist slammed the door shut behind her and shoved the sketchpad onto the table. "Strip. Now. I need the real shit for this oneshot smut manga, not some fake pose."
She grinned, already yanking her shirt over her head. Her tits bounced free, nipples hard. "You draw while I fuck myself on your fingers or what?"
"Both. Get on the couch and spread." He grabbed his pencil, eyes locked on her as she kicked off her jeans and panties. Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips already slick. She dropped onto the cushions, knees wide, and ran two fingers straight down her slit.
He sketched fast, lines rough. "Finger that cunt deeper. I want the juices dripping for the panel."
She shoved two fingers inside, pumping hard. Wet sounds filled the room. "Like this? You want me moaning like the slut in your manga?"
"Exactly. Add the third finger." His cock strained against his pants but he kept drawing, capturing every thrust. Her hips rocked up to meet her hand. Juice ran down her ass crack onto the couch.
He tossed the pencil aside after the first page. "My turn." He dropped to his knees, grabbed her thighs, and buried his face between her legs. His tongue drove straight into her hole, licking up the mess she'd made. She grabbed his hair and ground down.
"Fuck, eat it. Suck my clit." He latched on, sucking hard while two fingers replaced his tongue, curling deep. She came fast, thighs shaking, cunt pulsing around his fingers. "Shit, that's page two right there."
He stood, unzipped, and pulled his cock out. Thick, veined, already leaking. "Get on all fours. This oneshot needs doggy."
She flipped over, ass up. He lined up and slammed in balls-deep in one thrust. Her pussy gripped him tight. He fucked her hard, skin slapping, no slow build. Every stroke shoved her forward.
"Take it. This is what the manga shows next, your hole stretched around cock."
She pushed back, meeting every thrust. "Harder. Make me gape for the close-up." He grabbed her hips, pounding faster, sweat dripping. Her moans turned to grunts. He reached under and rubbed her clit in rough circles until she came again, walls fluttering and squeezing.
He pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and shoved back in. Missionary, raw and deep. Her legs locked around him. "Look at me while I fill you. The final panel is creampie."
She nodded, eyes glassy. "Do it. Paint my insides." He drove in one last time and unloaded, thick ropes of cum pumping straight into her. It overflowed, leaking out around his cock as he kept thrusting through it.
They stayed locked together, breathing heavy. He reached for the sketchpad again, one hand still on her tit. "Hold still. I need to draw the drip before it dries."
She smirked, clenching to push more cum out. "Make sure the next oneshot has a sequel. My pussy's already wet again."
