My Painted Daughter - Part One

by HumanLove

This the first story I have ever written and therefore my first story published on the net. Also English is not my first language. So please be kind. But any comments or suggestions are very welcome!

Liz sighed. 975 pictures in total and 800 pictures still to do. Sitting in the kitchen in front of her laptop she scrolled through the folder on her desktop: "Fantasy fest 2013".

She never had planned to visit the festival. Neither as an artist nor as a normal visitor.

But business had not been so good these past months. The small makeup and nail design studio she had opened nearly a year ago brought her just enough money to pay the bills. So when Kim - a friend she met on a makeup convention some years ago - asked her to join her in a trip to Key West to help her doing bodypaintings she agreed, kind of reluctantly.

Kim was doing airbrush bodypainting and Liz was very shy, even if it was not herself being nude but the customer. But the proposed money changed her mind. The week in Florida was one of the most exciting Liz had had in her life. She helped painting hundreds people, men and women, but women mostly. The female body with it's curves and clean skin is just made for being painted and the majority of the paintings were the usual painted tits.

But there were also some larger paintings covering more parts of the body and even some head to toe bodypaintings. Liz blushed when she saw Kim painting the first pussy. But over the week she got used to it and finally did some of these larger paintings on her own. She was also responsible for making photos for Kim's website and thats why she was now sitting on her desk and watching nude and painted people.

"Wow. Did you do these?" she heard somebody say. Liz turned around quickly. Behind her in the doorways to the kitchen Mia was standing, her 12 year old daughter.

Liz closed the laptop. "Why did you sneak up? This is not suitable for you." she pointed to her laptop.

"Mum, are you serious? I am 12. I have seen naked people before. And I didn't sneak up. You were just too concentrated in looking at your screen." She crossed her arms in front of her, apparently offended.

"I am sorry Mia." Liz opened her arms. "When I was 12 I had not seen anybody naked. Where did you?"

Mia crossed the kitchen and hugged her. "In biology education in school. And on TV advertisings and so on." Liz was relieved. She had the apprehension there was any boy thing going on which she didn't know about.

"I am not watching much TV my dear Mia. And there was so little time after coming home from work these last months... I think I neglected you." She had a small tear in her eye.

Her daughter hugged her even more. "I know you're doing it for us. Don't be sad. We stick together."

Liz swallowed. Since her friend and Mia's "procreater" - she never called him father - had left her with a one year old Mia she always wanted to do everything possible to make her daughter a good life. But her small business gave her so much to do she hardly had seen her daughter in some weeks. She forced herself to smile and looked at her daughters face.

"Okay honey. Seems as if I were an old conservative woman. But am not! I apologize again for calling you sneaking, you have one wish free." Mia chuckled. "Do you want to see the pictures?" "Of course!" She opened her laptop again and Mia got a chair and sat down beside her.

Liz started clicking through the pictures regularly, somewhat nervous. She was ashamed a little and did not look at her daughter but just straight on the screen.

After each 10 or 15 seconds she clicked again to show the next picture. She was kind of relieved there were no nude painted men in the collection. Most were women with flowers and abstract designs on breasts or bellies. When the first picture of a complete nude and painted women was on screen she risked a glance at Mia.

Mia's mouth was open and she had both hands on the armrests, shifting slightly on the chair.

The women on the screen was painted in an Egyptian pharaoh kind of design. Painted golden from head to toe, with black and blue stripes around her wrists, ankles and neck. Black ornaments were painted on her legs and around the base of her breasts. On her belly was a big Ankh symbol. The plain golden painted pussy lips and hard nipples were clearly visible.

Her daughter noticed she had stopped clicking and looked at her. "Did you do these?" she repeated her earlier question. "Together with Kim, yes" Liz said.

Mia looked back on the screen. She clearly had something on her mind. After a minute of silence she turned her head to her mother: "Can you paint me mommy?" Liz mouth fell open. "WHAT?" she asked.

"Please mum, I want some painting on me. You said I have one wish free." Mia begged.

Liz's mind was racing. Painting her own daughter? Okay she could do that if it had been the usually kids face paint. But thinking of the picture blinking on the screen on front of her she could not imagine Mia was thinking of getting her face painted. "What kind of paint do you want Mia?"

Now it was her daughter blushing. "Umm, well, umm. That picture is soo beautiful mom! Something nice, I don't know what motif but these gold color looks soo cool. I am not a baby anymore mum! Mia stretched out her chest so that Liz could see her small breast curve under the shirt.

Liz had to smile. "Okay honey. I promised it, you will get your wish. But I have no airbrush gear myself. Would it be okay for you when I use brushes and colors from my business?"

"That would be fine! Oh thank you mom!! Mia replied.

Mia jumped up and hugged her mum. Liz smiled happily when she saw the happy eyes of her daughter. She felt very close to her now.

"When will we do it mom?" her daughter asked. "Today is Thursday kid and I will have to work till night tomorrow. But on Saturday I will close at midday so we should have plenty of time in the afternoon.

Until then we can both think of what kind of painting you will get. I will bring some brushes and special bodypaint from the shop. But its getting late and you have to go to school tomorrow. So it's bedtime now!" Liz said with a smile.

"Thank you mum. I am so happy!" Mia gave her mum a quick kiss on the cheek and run upstairs to the bathroom.

Liz shook her head. What she got into? Looking at the clock she decided not to think about it anymore but to continue to select and edit the pictures. The picture selection for Kim's website had to be finished early next week.

One hour later nearly at nine o'clock she looked up from her work and noticed the time. She had lost track of time and forgot to say good night to Mia and give her a kiss, something they both liked very much when Mia was a little child and did every evening. Since Liz wanted to restart the relation to her daughter she was angry she forgot the time.

She got up and went upstairs. Quietly she approached the door of Mia's room and looked through the door gap. Mia's door was never closed because she hated complete darkness and felt safer when she woke up during the night and saw some light shine in from the floor. Liz saw the outline of her daughters body under the bedcover. She seemed to be sleeping already. But when she just wanted to go back downstairs she heard her daughter softly moan.

She turned back, quietly made one step into the room and looked at the bed. Since the door was on the bed-head she was sure she wouldn't be noticed if she did not walk into the room too far. The twilight from the floor was enough for her to see what was going on. The bedcover had slipped down to Mia's waist, she had her eyes closed with her left hand on her chest under her nightgown and her right hand disappearing under the bedcover. Both hands were moving slightly. The soft moaning continued.

Liz made one step back out of the room and went back to kitchen. It was obvious, her daughter was masturbating! First she was shocked but then she laughed. Her daughter had mentioned it herself some hours ago, she was not a baby anymore! Being 12 years old was absolutely normal this days for starting her sexual awakening. She had been older herself but these were other times. And she had been risen conservatively.

Maybe she had to lead a conversation with her daughter in the near future about all that men-women-boy-girl-sex stuff. But for now she tried to get the thoughts about her daughter out of her mind and continue her work. She did not think of her daughter masturbating could be related to what happened earlier this evening.

Saturday

When Liz drove home from her work on Saturday afternoon she was pretty nervous. Friday had been full of work and she was home late again. But she did kiss her daughter good night. Mia told her then how much excited she was. So she didn't want her daughter to be disappointed. In the back of the car was a bag with a collection of brushes and sponges. Plus a set of professional bodypaint colors, water- and smudge proof. She wanted to do it right.

She arrived at home, took the bag out of the car and entered the house. Mia was already waiting for her.

She was sitting at the kitchen table. She wore pink shorts with no socks and shoes since it was summer. On top she wore a white t-shirt. And obviously no bra underneath since Liz could see the small nipples of her daughter poking through the fabric. Was she aroused? She also had tied together her shoulder length black hair with some hair elastic.

"Hello sweetheart!" "Hi mum!"

"So you look like you're prepared for being painted?" "Yes mom I am and I've thought about what I want the painting to be." "And what would that be kid?"

"You showed me a picture with a painted-on shirt mom. That one!" Mia replied.

Liz remembered the picture. It was one of the pictures she had shown Mia on Thursday. A painted-on dark blue mens shirt with a red tie covering the complete upper part of the womens body down to the waist and the wrists.

"You don't want the Egyptian theme anymore?" Liz asked. "No but I think we should start with something not so difficult to see how I like it. How we both like it." Start? So Mia seemed to be already thinking about getting another painting after today... Liz thought.

"Good idea Mia, so why don't you go upstairs to the living room and get one of your big towels from the closet. You can lie down on it."

Mia ran upstairs. Liz took the opportunity to take a deep breath. "I can do that! Just do your professional work Liz." Then she followed her daughter.

When she entered the living room Mia had already put the big white towel on the floor in front of the big window to the garden and placed herself upon it. She lay on her back, the bare legs in her pink shorts slightly spread. She was still wearing her shirt, her hands beside her on the floor.

Liz put down her bag next to the towel and sat down. "We are doing no t-shirt painting here." she said with a grin. Mia blushed but grabbed her t-shirt and pulled it slowly over her head and threw it aside.

It had been a while since Liz had seen her daughter naked. As she has had so less time these last years she almost never went to beach with her but worked in the house when Mia was on the beach with her friends.

She know her menstruation had started about a year ago when she found a bloody panty in the wash. But she did not even had time for a conversation then. Now her daughter seemed to be well into puberty.

Her breast were about 34B now and nicely shaped. She clearly WAS aroused as the air in the living room was quite warm and her nipples stood up proudly. They stared into each other eyes, both nervous but nobody said anything. Lets get moving Liz said to herself. She opened some boxes with cream bodypaint makeup. She wetted a sponge with water and dipped it in the dark blue paint.

"I will first paint you with blue color as a primary color for the shirt. Then I will do the buttons and pockets with white lines and black shadows. The tie will be red as on the picture. Are you ready Mia?"

"Yes mommy." Liz touched Mia's left shoulder with the sponge and started to paint down her arm up the wrist. The right arm was done the same way.

Then she drew a curved line around the neck. She continued on the back because she was still nervous thinking about painting her daughters breasts. She had to wet the sponge a few times until the back was completely painted blue just to the hem of the shorts.

She bit on her lips as she started painting Mia's front again, going down from her neck. In between she looked into her daughters face. Mia seemed to enjoy the painting. She was smiling and had her eyes half-closed.

Liz circumnavigated her small but nicely rounded boobs and continued until she reached the navel. There she used a brush instead of the sponge to fill the navel with paint which caused some tickling and laughing to Mia.

Reaching the top of her shorts she had now painted the whole upper body in blue with the exception of the breasts. These shone white in the middle of the blue color. Grabbing her sponge tightly Liz started to paint Mia's left tit. When she touched her nipple a slight moan escaped her throat.

Liz was embarrassed that obviously she had aroused her daughter. But she was even more embarrassed when she felt a tingling deep in her snatch. She was getting horny too!

Why? Okay, these two small titties with the now rock-hard nipples looked really nice. But this was her daughter! She tried too concentrate and painted the other breast.

When she painted Mia's right nipple her daughter moaned again, louder this time. Then Liz had finished the first step, Mia was now painted blue from neck to waist. Now she drew white lines on her wrists, around the neck and around her body just above the shirts. She did the tie next, saving the pockets till the last.

The red tie reached from the neck over the navel to the waist, touching both breasts. She painted the tie in a slight curve over the navel, giving it a more realistic moving look.

Next were the two shirt pockets, each on a breast. She used a fine brush and again white color for the pocket edges. She didn't draw a fully filled out pocket but just the outlines. Mia started moaning again.

"Are you okay kid?" Liz asked. "Mhm, it just feels so nice getting painted there..."

"I know what you mean. We women have some sensitive spots, haven't we?" Liz almost whispered.

Finally she added shadows in black color in the crook of the arms and under the tits. Then she leaned back and looked at her work.

Mia lay on her back, her eyes closed. The black shadows had given the painting a realistic 3D look so the illusion she was wearing a shirt was very good.

"We are finished honey. You can stand up and look at you." Her daughter stood up and went over to the big mirror next to the door. "Wow! Thats soo nice! Thank you mom, its like as it were real! How long will this last?" Mia bubbled.

"Well these paints are smudge-proof and also do not come off when you sweat. You need some soap to get them off. Why do you ask?"

"I want to let it on me till tomorrow evening. May I?" Mia was so happy and enthusiastic Liz had to smile. "Okay honey. But if you wear clothes over them they WILL be smudged after some time."

"I am staying at home this weekend. Thank you Mom." Mia hugged her, somewhat cautious, trying not too touch her to strong with her painted body parts. Then she left the room.

Liz grabbed her colors, brushes and sponges and went to the bathroom to clean them. Her mind was still busy thinking of the arousal she had felt.

Was she attracted to her daughter? How should she handle with the sexual arousal her daughter had shown? What was going on with the two of them?

When she was done with the cleaning of her equipment she left the bathroom to go downstairs. She passed her daughters slightly open door and stopped. Feeling kind of curious she peered through the door gap. She held her breath.

Mia was sitting totally nude on the floor in front of her wardrobe. She looked at herself in the mirror mounted to the door.

Her legs were spread wide. She leaned on her left arm and two fingers of her right hand rubbed her clit vigorously. Even from a few feet away Liz could see the moist glisten between her lips.

As she continued watching her daughter rubbing her button faster and faster Lit felt some growing wetness in her panties. Slowly she slid her hand in her panties and reached for her own sex. She was soaking wet now.

Liz always kept an eye on Mia as she started to get herself off. She leaned on the door case stroking her clitoris up and down. She felt this was going to be a quick thing as she already felt the contractions starting deep inside her.

In the room Mia seemed to be almost there. She was now moaning loudly and didn't care if she was heard. Then her body started shaking, her small blue tits bouncing up and down. Seconds later her mother also came, biting on her lips so that her daughter could not hear her moans.

When Mia's breathing became more regular, Liz took her hand out of her panties and headed to the stairs quietly. She felt guilty and confused.

She had to think about what had happened this Saturday. How should she behave towards her daughter in the future?

End of part one. I need your feedback to continue!