Chapter #9Paint Monica a bikini by: Anonegg   There was nothing more in the entire world that Monica wanted to do than to cover her pussy with her hands.
Instead, she stood with her hands behind her head, trying not to move. It was hard. The paintbrush was at her hips now, tickling her skin and making her want to squirm out of it's way. She looked down, and immediately regretted it. Beneath her breasts - now painted a dark green to look like a tight-fitting bikini top (although her erect nipples spoilt the illusion) - she could see the top of Mark's head. His face was inches away from her pussy. Not for the first time, Monica tried to convince herself that he was probably in some sort of artist's trance, too focused on the task at hand to admire the scenery. Not for the first time she failed to convince herself. Completely of their own volition, her hands dropped to her sides and began the short journey to covering her indecency...
The firm right hand of Linda slapped down on Monica's backside. Monica jumped. Mark jumped. His brush jumped, trailing a line of paint from the imaginary bottom's waistline toward her belly button. Mark gave a growl of frustration, licked his thumb and began to rub away the error. Monica put her hands back on her head, although the sensation of Mark's appendage was... interesting. She could not help but wonder how that would feel if he did it a few inches lower...
"This is taking too long." Linda complained, pushing Mark to one side. She inspected Monica's pussy; Monica felt herself blush under the scrutiny.
"You want it done right, don't you?" Mark replied.
"At this point I'm not sure if it's even that important. Here..."
After picking up a larger paintbrush, Linda dipped it in the paint and liberally applied it to Monica's crotch. As the bristles carressed her most sensitive of areas, Monica could not help but shiver.
"There. Done."
"It's going to drip." Mark warned.
"Again, not important. Now let's get ready for our first customer!"
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"Look mommy, they're selling paint!"
Jayne could not help but smile as her six year old son dashed over excitedly to the school's suppy sale. Only six and already he was showing appreciation for drawing and art; at this rate, she might well have the next Picasso on her hands! She followed him and, gripping him gently by the shoulders, looked up at the student in charge of sales.
"Hi Linda." she said to the McAllister's girl. "How are your sales..."
She trailed off as one of the other students was seemingly thrust forward from within the group gathered behind Linda. She was a girl of perhaps sixteen, barely dressed in a bikini and a pair of black knee high socks. Jayne frowned as she looked at the bottoms, however. There seemed to be little beads of it dripping...
"Is she wearing paint?" Jayne asked, incredulous.
"Why yes, she is." Linda replied proudly "As you can see, Monica here is covered in nothing more than the paint we are selling today."
"Why?" Jayne demanded.
"Well, we were so confident in our product that Monica here volunteered to wear nothing but our paint, assured that it wouldn't fade or melt no matter what the weather. Check this out!"
Jayne's eyes widened as Linda reached across and ran her finger over Monica's breast. She could not help but notice that the girl made sure to stroke the nipple as she did so. After she was finished, Linda held up her finger.
"See? No paint has come off whatsoever."
"That's... uh... that's..."
Making me horny. Jayne wanted to say. Oh, she was a happily married woman now, of course. A husband, a kid, a house in the suburbs. But during her college years she had... experimented with other women, and from time to time she still missed that lifestyle. Something about this girl, completely nude outside, was re-awakening those feelings inside her.
"For every can of paint sold," Linda continued "We also include a tube of paint remover. Would you like me to demonstrate it's properties?"
"What?" Monica asked, clearly surprised by the suggestion.
"Yes." Jayne replied eagerly.
"Okay then, madam." Linda said "Please hold out your hand..."
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One of the other students pulled away the woman's son to go play football with him. Monica could only watch in horror as the mother rubbed some of the paint remover on her hands and approached her with what could only be decribed as a predatory gleam in her eyes. Before she could raise any objections the woman was rubbing her hands over Monica's crotch, fondling and carressing in the most humiliating ways.
Or, at least, it was embarrassing at first.
Something about the woman's touch hinted at experience, and Monica soon found herself enjoying the sensation. Once or twice the woman's fingers slipped into Monica's pussy, bringing her dangerously close to orgasm, but somehow keeping Monica just on the verge of cumming.
But soon - too soon - the hands withdrew, and the woman, breathing heavily, took a step back.
"I'll buy it all." she said eagerly, withdrawing her purse and handing a wedge of cash to Linda. "I think I'll try to reenact some of this with my husband tonight."
In a sort of heady dizzyness, Monica looked down at herself. The paint covering her crotch was now completely gone; although her 'top' had remained intact, and her bottom was still 'covered', her pussy was on full display. Monica's arousal kept her from caring, however; there was something so primal, so right about being outside naked...
And then the school bell rang, signalling the end of the lesson, and Monica found herself crashing back down to reality.
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