Waxing Lovely の小説・ストーリー

It takes forty five minutes and some of the most extravagant scissor action I’ve ever seen, but the results are impressive. It’s short, but not too short. Shiny, but not too shiny. The style in Anna’s words are ‘sexy-messy, just showered, natural look that shouldn’t take more than ten minutes to achieve.’ Scott’s jaw opens in shock, “how long?” “All you have to do?” Says Anna patiently, “is avoid combing your hair when you get out of the shower..” “I can do that,” says Scott proudly. “And instead apply the wax moderately and mess up your hair. You know you’ve got it right if it looks like your lover has run their hands through it.”

I stop and smirk at her, waiting until her eyes widen in light apprehension, before I dribble the rest onto her hard nipples. The hiss that escapes her goes right to my dick, making it twitch and strain against the leather pants. I watch intently as Bella fights the pain, but the glassy look in her eyes together with the sudden deep blush on her cheeks tells me that my girl is enjoying herself alright. I wait until the wax is mostly cooled before I grab her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, squeezing and rolling until all the wax has peeled off, and she is moaning with need. My lips find hers and I kiss her hungrily,

Makynzee It’d been two weeks since Kalil saw me dancing and he hadn’t faltered at all. I’d been getting dirty looks from most of the dancers though. Cari said they thought I was out to take their spots. One of them purposely bumped into me as I made my way back to the bar. They called her Dynasty. The looks and attitudes reminded me that my hair was getting too long and I made a mental note to get a haircut as soon as possible. I was tempted to said something, but Cari’s voice caught my attention first.

She cupped his face in her hands trying to make him look at her as carefully as she could. “Lily.” He whispered. “Yes?” She asked. “Don’t be sc-scared. Okay?” “Jace, please hang in there. Okay? Everything’s going to be okay.” “I love you.” He whispered. She nodded; her tears were soaking her face. “I know, I love you too.” She pressed her lips to his, he closed his eyes. She pulled away and continued telling him to hang in there. “Jace, open your eyes. They are nearly here. Open your eyes, babe.” She shook him lightly to make him open his eyes.

"Janie's gone, sweetie...we can take care of things right here. We can't linger though." Once her panties were on the floor, she kicked them aside and couldn't help but flash her freshly trimmed muff. She smiled, "Look what I did last week...I got waxed with my sister." It immediately grabbed my attention; I couldn't help but run my hand over top and spread her open with my fingers. Except for a tiny strip, her little mound was completely hairless and silky soft, every subtle detail of her pussy was visible. He pussy was gorgeous...I wanted to dive in or split it open with my dick...ravage would be the term. With the waxing, you'd think her pussy would look bigger, but she looked even smalle

“Akbar here is going to help you decide which clothes will look best on you. We’ll start with dinner dresses, because Mr.O said we needed to get you those, at least five, right?’ She was consulting her tablet and reading aloud. “ But first, we need to have a waxing and deep cleansing session for you.” Here she nodded and a petite-looking young blonde hurried up. I swallowed. I felt like Cinderella in some crazy new movie as I was led away. * Three hours later, I felt like a different person. My body had been washed, cleansed, pummeled and I felt strangely better. I had hated the waxing, specially down THERE! But the little blonde named Peggy, who had primed and massaged me, had soothed me wh

She smells like strawberries and vanilla, I feel the sweet scent that comes from her hair, from her skin and I pull it aside to have better access to her neck. I slowly drag my tongue into her neck’s curve, nibbling at the lobe of her ear, softly, the nape of the nose, it smells so good, I'm lost ... She moans softly, and so do I, her breasts pressed against my chest, her nipples hardening me through the towel. I dig my hands in her soft thighs, her skin is so smooth, I slowly raise my hands and grab her hips, so feminine.

It was vital to make sure the clients pleasure was first and foremost. “Lay down. This is something new I know you will love.” Again, he obeyed her command and laid on his stomach. His hands went to his pink smooth penis giving it long strokes as he waited for the wax to burn his flesh. He groaned low, anxiously waiting for the sweet burn of the wax. Janet lightly poured the candle wax on the dip of his back first and worked her way up his spine. “Yes.” He hissed as the hot candle wax sizzled his red hot skin into submission. He began to beat his dick harder as the pain increased. “Yes, Janet. Hurt me.” He begged.

And then, my eyes trace the trails of wax that decorate my skin like some kind of art—soft, glistening patterns that turn me on more than I thought possible. Drops still cling, cooling into smooth, hardened shapes. It’s beautiful—raw and sensual. The sight alone turns me on. His hand remains on my chin, tilting my face toward him. “Look at yourself,” he whispers. I can barely focus on the words, too consumed by the way my body looks and the way I feel under his touch. The mix of pleasure and pain from the wax, the heat still lingering on my skin, the ache in my core—it’s all building, making me need him even more.

The wax cooled fast, leaving behind a tacky residue that clung to her flushed skin. “Let it out,” Valerius said softly. “Let me hear you.” Then he touched her, tracing the hardened wax with a single fingertip. His touch was featherlight but precise, sending shivers of pleasure and pain rippling through her. “You’re so responsive,” he murmured, his eyes gleaming with approval. “But wax alone won’t satisfy me tonight.” He leaned in, lips brushing the shell of her ear. “It’s time for something colder.” He stepped away, vanishing briefly into the shadows. When he returned, he carried a small silver tray. On it, thick cubes of ice glistened in the soft, flickering light, catching the glow like cr