[Reducing Mosaic]SONE-948 "Wanting to be needed by everyone..." A lonely female art student volunteers for a humiliating nude model job, Shirakami Saka

I wasn't good at talking to people.Ever since I was little, I was alone and drawing was my only world.Even after entering art school, he was not accepted into the group, and his presence was small, spending his days quietly running a pencil in the corner of the classroom.But one day, Sakka's world was shaken up a little when she was invited to a small drawing party.When the naked model was no longer available, she said, ``I'll do it.''Just to draw a picture.I want to help someone.But his gaze was much hotter than I expected.Every time I was seen, praised, or needed, something in my heart trembled.Sakka realizes this while toggling between embarrassment and pleasure.“I can stay here.” That was the first time I felt a feeling of approval.──Later, Sakka took off her clothes once again.``I want you to look at me more closely.'' The feeling of being surrounded by his gaze in that classroom still tingled deep within my body.I quietly drop my bathrobe in front of Aizawa.There's no shame in being naked.But when a single pair of eyes stares at me, my heart beats faster.I feel like I'm suffocating.I felt 'me' trembling in his eyes.Being touched and traced, Sakka trembles as she encounters new sensations.The pleasure of being seen, the stimulation of being touched.And beyond that, the feeling that filled the depths of my body――Even though it was my first time, I couldn't refuse it.In fact, I was soaking in the heat."Look...more..." His eyes were only focused on Sakka, and she couldn't help but be happy about that.Before she knew it, Sakka was seeking him with her hands, giving him with her mouth, opening her legs, and welcoming him over and over again.The sex was much gentler and much more lewd than I had imagined.And both of them melted Sakka's mind and body little by little.``Being needed'' went hand in hand with pleasure.The ``self seen'' was no longer ``the me in the picture'' but ``the me in desire.''I was embarrassed, but also happy.Every time I felt like I was being watched, the outline of Sakka became clearer.This is surely the first story for her to find herself.