Impromptu Show-off

I watch her walk off, smiling as I remain, and doing my best to remain casual, even as I stand with only paint to cover myself. Smiling broadly, I find us smiling at each other.

After a few seconds of giggling, He speaks up first, "Hey, I bet you won't pose for us while we wait for Amber to come back!", to which we laugh again, and I quietly notice how those passing by, both on foot and driving by, rubbernecking my way. I see smiles, finger pointing and whispering between themselves.

I'm quickly drawn back to them, feeling a hand brushing across my shoulder, and I smile back at them, before inquiring, "So, what do I get if I win?" to which I felt his hand rubbing across me softly, as he moved himself against me."

Everyone giggles at that, including myself and after making a weak, playful shove against him, only to find myself openly wrapping myself around him. He casually places himself behind me, an arm wrapping around my waist, while his right hand massages my shoulder. Giggling along, my head turns to one side and upright, "That's what you want, silly!", smiling along as his hands tighten slowly around me.

I felt him kiss my neck softly, "Can't we both get what we want, hmm?" he chides, moving his hand slowly on my skin, with only the paint covering my nakedness. I find myself giggling back, enjoying the caress.

"I guess so." I manage, feeling how good his massage felt, moving my shoulders slowly as he works me over.

"Just don't mess up the paint work. She'll be pissed if you smug her brushstrokes so soon.", one of his friends spoke up, coming into view on my right. After a pause. "Well, if she is going to pose for us... the least I can do is snap some photos of you. I'm sure she can use them for her gallery."

Not missing a beat, he triumphantly responds, "That's the spirit!", before giving my rear end a smack. I let out a gasp, before being led by her a bit over, into a clearing. Holding a professional camera before her, I find myself suddenly standing competently alone, feeling the cool spring air cascading and blowing all around me. Suddenly missing his warmth against my exposed skin, I do my best to remain nonchalant, posing myself before them.

Putting a hand on my side, I spread my legs slightly apart, and soon I'm posing in different stances before them. After a few, one of them calls out, "Don't be shy!", which led me to giggle once more. Finding myself enjoying it, I wonder what they meant.

Another view, one I'm not sure I remember hearing before, but still from the table behind me. It's distinctly feminine tone to it, "Yea, can you make it a bit more sensual? Grab a nipple ... play with your hair or pussy or something?"

He spoke up then, openly laughing at that, and now watching from my left. "Pussy? I like it. tell us how you really feel." to which I can practically hear her rolling her eyes, even though she's out of sight. As I glance over his way, I notice their friends are not the only ones taking photos of me, drenched in a dazzling display of painted artistry and nothing else.

Still smirking, I do as requested. First, I pinch my left nipple, casually rubbing on it, before holding it tighter before them. I let out a briefest of winces, feeling an unexpected surge of pleasure, along with a pang of discomfort. Rubbing my fingers along and around it, I find myself smirking back their way.

After a bit, I lean to one side, shoving my left foot out, and to my surprise, my right hand casually moving up my leg. Working my way up slowly, my fingers gently caressing my paint-coated skin, and I felt a surge passing through me as he reaches my intimate folds between my legs. Finding a dampness there, I absentmindedly tug on my shaved mound, sending swift bolts of pleasure up my spine.

Letting out a soft gasp, I pause before them briefly, before resuming, as my mind races to keep up with what is being asked of me... and what my body is doing. I quickly go back at it, making a bit of an erotic show out of the whole affair, which, judging by their expressions, was exactly what they wanted.

After a while, I suddenly notice how dark it's getting, and notice they had been standing here for a reason; I'm directly under a street light, leaving me awash in and exposed, every colour of her paint vividly on display for all... along with my nakedness it covers, of course.

As a group, smile and giggle, I notice how on display I really was, and suddenly felt a shiver run up my spine, possibly harking an increasing wind spreads as night falls... and possibly, rain. He finally walks up before me, slowly taking me by the hands, and admiringly declaring, "You won! Come along now, and see what you're reward shall be!"

I see Amber smiling among the crowd, giving me a wave, and find myself following close behind him, into their house, as my mind wonders what he has in mind now...