Vivienne

Nipping lightly at Denise’s neck, Marion cooed lightly and explored the artist's hips before diving her hand into the soft cotton panties.  Curling her fingers through the light hair Denise possessed on her mound, Marion whispered warmly. “Oh..my little De..nise. So warm and inviting..just let me..one little finger, yes?”

Lost in her own fiery mind, Denise somehow managed to push herself into Marion’s hips and sway for a few seconds before resisting the finger prodding below her pantyline. “So..fast..”  Denise shook her head and felt her body sweating all over. “Y..you..”  Denise panted, “...paints?”

Removing her finger from Denise’s underwear, Marion raked her long nails the length of the artist's body and kissed her lightly when she heard the heavenly moans coming from Denise. “You are right, I did say I wanted to do something with the paint.”  Marion rasped gently.  

Free from the heat of the moment, Denise stumbled back and bumped into her small bed.  Turning to look at the small mattress, she sat down and scooted back to the head of the bed.  Denise fluffed the pillow and put it behind her back and caught the blue eyes eagerly looking at her small body. “I guess it is my turn to pose?  What colors suit me best?”  Denise playfully asked.

“Well your lovely green dress on the floor captured your shape wonderfully.”  Marion rubbed her chin in thought and kept looking at Denise. “So I am thinking green and…”

“Black.”  Denise completed Marion’s thought. “...Black is for our equal mystery.  You are red…”

“Red?”  Marion interjected. “All you do is stare at my eyes, Denise.  You are in love with blue.”

Silently scratching her palm, Denise seemed to be in a light trance looking at her model. “Maroon..”  She looked down where she was scratching and swore she saw it turning light green, almost as though agreeing with Marion. “Blue and green.”  Denise snapped back to herself and smiled at Marion. “Your eyes are something to behold, do you know that?”

“I know.”  Marion retrieved the three paints, “I agree with you on the blue.”

Shifting her legs up and down on the bed with anticipation and rising excitement, Denise suckled on her lip and watched Marion mix up the blue so it closely matched her eyes. “I…I was saying that black was our common color.  Mystery and Elegance, right?”  Denise watched as Marion nodded her head. “Okay..so green for me…”  She looked at her hand once more and dismissed the soft light. “...Growth, life..prosperity..”  She paused and blew Marion a kiss. “Finally hope.  Green is hope.”

Marion pretended to follow the kiss as it traveled in the air and stuck her cheek out to capture it. “What a divine kiss.”  She winked and walked to the side of the bed with the three paints. “What about blue?”  Marion fluttered her eyes playfully.

“Freedom, wisdom..tranquility.”  Denise patted the bed, “I have never felt so calm..tranquil until I looked lovingly into your eyes.”  Fluttering her eyes closed once more, Denise puckered her lips and waited a few seconds until the familiar feeling of Marion’s delicate kiss sent waves of renewed heat through her body. “I could kiss you forever.”

“As you wish.”  Marion mewled softly close to Denise’s ear. “I think your…choices of color are perfect for us.  You have such a loving and artistic mind.” Marion licked and suckled Denise’s tiny earlobe for a second, “Now lay back and pose for me.”  Marion took a moment to scan the artist’s body and touched Denise’s burning hot flesh. “Expression is the best form of love, don’t you think, dear artist?”

“I love that we are so connected.”  Denise placed her hand over Marion’s. “I never thought anyone could understand me so clearly.”  Denise glanced at the paint cups and felt another pulse of heat squarely between her cotton clad nethers. “Please…”  Denise quietly whined, “Express your love..”

“Mmm, My pleasure.”  Marion teased playfully.  Dipping her finger into the black paint, let out a little purr from her chest as she let the pigment drip from her fingertip onto Denise’s breasts.

Cool and refreshing to her overstimulated skin, Denise gasped when the drips landed and rolled across her honey soft mounds.  Arching her with anticipation of more droplets, Denise felt her plump breast press into Marion’s finger.

“Oh..mmhmm, now you’ve gone and done it.”  Marion tantalized. “You aren’t supposed to move, now I have to wipe it all off and start over.”

Shaking her head back and forth, Denise flopped back onto the bed. “No..no don’t stop.  You can…can..”  She stuttered desperately, “..can co..correct.”  Knowing that she was being slightly tested by her model, Denise made the effort to stop moving.  Denise felt her heart pounding through her chest and her legs resisting the compulsion to rest. 

“Oh, you want me to fix what has happened?”  Marion asked and blew lightly across Denise’s dark nipples. “You like circles more than you like lines…I was trying to make little dots so we could connect them in blue and green to make a nice little sculpture on your body, leading down to..”  Marion patted the soft cotton hiding Denise’s sexual center. 

Peeking open one of her hazel eyes, Denise managed to focus on Marion’s eyes long enough to gain the ability to think through the flames licking her all over. “You just started and I can’t think, your touch is like magic.”  Fighting back a wave of giggles, Denise simply smiled. “Yes, connect the dots.”  Denise glanced at her little breasts with light dots splashed on them. “There are only a few streaks, Marion.  Don’t st..stop.”  Denise took the moment to wiggle out of her panties and sighed in relief when her pussy felt the cool air.  Kicking the white garment to the side of the room, Denise once more assumed her position. “Okay.”

Tortuous minutes passed for Denise while Marion carefully applied the black dots in strategic places. “Mhmm…yes..” Denise echoed multiple times as the dots were teasingly dried with bouts of cool air from Marion. “My god…Marion…yes baby…”  Denise bit down on her lip to fight the urge to move. “Please..tell me you are al…almost…”  Sweating to the point where her body was glistening, Denise lifted her head enough to give a pleading look into her model's blue eyes.