Georgia - S01 E49

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Georgia - S01 E49

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 49

We talked until it started getting dark then they left to tell their parents that they were going out, and to get ‘ready’. Apparently their mother has told them to look after me. That stupid woman must think that I’m as young as I look.

Meanwhile, I’d gone back to daddy’s boat and squirted some perfume on my parts that weren’t covered in paint.

When the sisters arrived, wearing what was their parents version of clubbing clothes, they soon stripped off and for once, I felt over-dressed.

“It’s good to be free.” Zoe shouted and threw her arms up in the air.

I raided daddy’s bar and poured us all a large tequila.

“Here’s to a revealing night.” Zoe said.

After another couple of tequilas we went down to my cabin to choose some clothes for the sisters. It took a while for them to be happy, and to convince Kate that we couldn’t see her pussy; but we finally got there.

Zoe chose one of my skirts with hundreds of 1 centimetre holes and a matching crop top that leaves her nipples poking out all the time whilst Kate chose a tube skirt and a crop top that leaves her with some of her boobs hanging out of the bottom of it. The skirt that Kate chose is one that I have trouble keeping my pussy covered. Zoe and I convinced her that her pussy wouldn’t be showing but we both knew that as soon as she starts moving her slit will be on show and so will half of her butt.

After another tequila we set off walking towards the clubs. We decided on a smaller club that has a bar next door. We went straight to the bar and got a drink. The lighting wasn’t that good so no one could see that much of our ‘clothes’.

After watching quite a few people go in, including a couple of girls that had some really colourful paint jobs, and by the looks of them, nothing else on; we joined the queue to get in.

Good old daddy’s Black Amex card got us in and we headed to the bar for another drink. By that time all 3 of us were ‘happy’ and we were soon dancing away with Kate’s skirt up above her slit.

Of course we got hit on a few times but we were on a girl’s night out so cocks were out of the question.

I just happened to go to the toilets when one of the colourful painted girls was there and we compared notes. She too had got painted by Henry and she too was completely naked under the thin paint. I asked her if Henry had taken before and after photos.

“Yeah, and the cheeky sod wanted close-ups of my pussy as well.”

“Did you let him take them?”

“Hell yes, and I let that kid that was with him have a good look as well. I even held my flaps open so that they could get a look inside me as well”

“Me too I said.”

“Are you worried that peeing will remove some of the paint on your pussy?” I asked.

“Not worried, more hoping.” She replied.

We both laughed and I went for a pee. After all day without cumming, I couldn’t resist a quickie and I risked losing the paint on my clit for a couple of minutes while I got myself off.

I walked out of there feeling more relaxed and not caring if some of the paint had come off.

We danced a lot more, drank some more and got hit on some more before we decided to call it a day. Three happy girls staggered back to daddy’s boat and collapsed on the comfy seats on the deck.

I was woken by Kate who was almost frantic to get changed and back to their boat. She was stripping off as she woke Zoe and me. I blinked my eyes and saw that dawn was just breaking; way too early for me although I did go down to my cabin to help them get back into their own skirts and tops before they said goodbye.

I flopped down onto my bed as was back asleep before they had left the boat.

I had originally planned to get up early and go to San Antonio or Playa de en Bossa and wander around the crowds to see if anyone would realise that I only had paint on, but it was noon when I woke up.

When I woke I discovered that my legs were spread wide and my hand was on my pussy. I moved my hand around and discovered that my pussy was very wet. I smiled and guessed that I had been making myself cum while I slept.

Then I remembered the paint. I shuffled down to the end of the bed and looked at my pussy in the mirror and discovered that from my butt hole to my clit, there was no paint.

“Jeez,” I thought, “I must have had a good time while I slept.”

I got to my feet and looked at myself in the mirror. If I kept my legs together I was still covered. I turned around and looked at my butt; I’d be okay just so long as I don’t bend over.

I looked up my back and saw that the cords for the bikini top were intact. Turning around I looked at my chest. Apart from one small bit on the end of my left nipple the paint was intact. I guessed that I must have rubbed up against something rough.

I can’t leave it like that; it’s way too obvious. I thought about looking for something to replace the paint but could think of nothing so I did the only thing that I could think of. I got out a nail file and rubbed it against my right nipple

Success, I now had 2 nipples poking through the paint.

I then went to the bathroom and did what I normally do, except have a shower; then went up onto the deck. Something was different. At first I couldn’t pinpoint what it was then I realised that my view across the harbour had been replaced by a very large grey object.