I spread my Labia and let him enter
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Ever since I was a teenager, I dreamt about shaving my pussy with a 'cut-throat' razor. I never liked the hairs on my intimate parts and I remember how unhappy I was when they started to grow. First I thought they would be scarce, here and there, but when they totally covered my soft beautifulness, I was in despair. Shaving was a must, and I'm used to doing it since I was 14. Of course, there was waxing, but my mother didn't let me do it, claiming it's painful and potentially dangerous for a delicate skin. I had decided to wait until I was 18 and when that day finally came, going to a beauty salon was one of the first things on my 'to do when I turn 18' list.
And it WAS painful. It hurt like hell! For two days my pussy was sore and swollen, wearing underwear was giving me discomfort, and sitting for more than ten minutes was almost impossible. While taking shower I had to be very careful how I touched myself. I swore never to do a brazillian again. Four days later, in the shower, I felt that all the pain had gone. Water streams running down my stomach and further over my pussy gave me a very pleasant feeling. I touched myself gently, because I was still scared it might hurt. But the feeling was incredible – under my fingertips there was the smoothest skin ever. Still a bit swollen, my pussy lips were plumped and very sensitive, and I was touching them gently only with my middle finger, letting it slip inside over my clit. I was so aroused, my pussy was overflowing with juices and slippery so it was almost impossible to control the finger movements. I pressed the base of my middle finger firmly on my clit, and a fingertip on the entrance. I managed to make few circle movements and my orgasm came in hot waves. I moaned loudly and almost lost my balance.
Not having sex for a week and masturbating in the shower made me impatient to show my boyfriend my new 'look'. We could hardly restrain from each other whilst with friends at the bar, eagerly expecting to go somewhere quiet. On the way home, he pulled me in a dark alley, kissing me passionately. When we reached the darkest place we were already grabbing each other frantically. Both of my breasts were out of my blouse, he was pushing them close together, biting my erect nipples. The strokes of pleasure were spreading through my whole body and I could feel them reach their end in my pussy. He moved closer and I could feel his fully erect cock on my belly and started moving my hips up and down, rubbing my pussy onto it. Earlier, in the bar, I went to the toilet and took my knickers off, knowing he would be totally surprised when he reached under my skirt.
When his fingers touched the bare skin where undies were supposed to be, he froze for a second, and then started touching in disbelief. I giggled exultantly and start to unbutton his jeans, but he stopped me:”Oh no, missy, you won’t get away that easily.” Swiftly he went on his knees, pulling up my skirt and I could feel the slight touch of the tongue on my smooth pussy. He tenderly licked my outer pussy lips pinching them gentle with his lips. I was anxious to feel his tongue on my clit, but he was holding my thighs close together firmly, licking and sucking me gently. I was quivering in anticipation, hoping he would loosen his grip. Finally he moved his hands back, strongly holding my butt. I just parted my legs for a bit, and that marvellous tongue slipped exactly where I wanted it. I was holding his head firmly between my legs, moving my hips back and forth. Oh don't stop, let me slide on your tongue, faster and faster. I couldn't hold myself any longer and my whole body starts shaking in strong orgasmic pulses. In one movement, he pulled down his jeans and slid his hard cock all the way into my wet pussy still in orgasmic spasms. I wanted to intensify the sense of those last twitches of my muscles so I lifted up one leg, straddling him around a hip. Feeling his tip deep inside finally relaxed my muscles and he pulled out his cock a little bit, just to thrust himself hard to the bottom again. He lifted me holding my butt and started to slide me up and down his shaft. I felt his thrusts become faster so I quickly jumped on my feet, bent my knees and took his moist cock into my mouth. I stroked him gently, but my lips were so tight around it I knew he would come in a second. When he moaned loudly, I squeezed his balls, letting him cum deep inside my mouth. His first spout came out and I pulled his cock out of my mouth, letting the rest of his cum to fall on my tongue.
After such wonderful experience I quickly changed my mind about waxing from 'never again' to 'to the rest of my life'. Years went by, going to the beauty salon was never as painful as that first time and I got used to it. But my fantasy of being shaved with 'cut-throat' razor never faded away. Then, a few years ago, I met a guy in a bar... He had been coming on to me for some time and one day I decided to chat for a while.
“So what do you do for living?” I asked.
“I'm a ...ber” he replied.
“What? I didn't hear you.”
“I am a barber” he repeated loudly.
“WHAT?!” I could not believe my ears. All those fantasies became vivid in my mind in a heartbeat. I knew I shouldn’t miss this opportunity to make them real. So for the next couple of weeks I was pretending that his seducing techniques were working, encouraging him to make a move to take me to bed. Since he was pretty polite and patient I started to worry whether I would be able to realise my plan. So I decided to speed things up a bit. One day I came to his barber shop just before closing time. He was delighted to see me and swiftly start tidying up before closing, but I told him there was no hurry. “You could just bring down the shutters and take your time for cleaning, I' don't mind waiting” I said carelessly. He obeyed and I could already start to feel my arousal slowly rising.
He was moving efficiently around shop, completely carried away with cleaning, when I slowly stepped up behind him, placing my hands on his hips. He quickly turned around and I gave him a wet kiss, pushing my tongue deep in his mouth. He reached for my breasts, cupping them gently with his hands. I start to unbutton my blouse, but then I stopped and looked at him like I was embarrassed.
“You know, I didn't have a time to go to beauty salon, and I could use a bit of tidying up down there, so let's leave this for some other time, shall we” I said slowly crossing my fingers behind my back, hoping to hear the right answer.
“I could do it for you, if you think you could trust me. You know, I'm very good in what I do.” he said in one breath.
“Well, if you think you can be very careful...” I said reluctantly, but inside I was shouting of joy.
He disappeared out the back, but soon returned with a small wooden box in his hands.
“This is a razor I got as a present for my 18th birthday. I've never use it before and maybe I should try it now” he said, all glowing.
Then he quickly started to sharpen it and memories of my 18th birthday started to flash in my mind..... With every reflection of the light going over the razor I could feel my excitement building. I started to undress slowly while my hands were shaking. Mixed emotions of sexual arousal and the fear of feeling a sharp razor on my intimate parts were blurring my thoughts. I was standing in the middle of barber shop, just in hold ups and shoes, trembling in the expectation of what is to come next. When he turned around I could tell by the look in his eyes, this is going to be exciting for him too.
He put a large towel on the barber’s chair and told me to face the back and place my knees on armrests so he could have a clear view. So I did it, and next minute I felt coldness on my completely wet pussy. He was applying some transparent shaving gel, and he was doing it very gently, just with his fingertips which started my clit pulsating. I wanted to let go with a flow and cum immediately, but he stopped, and again, fear became a dominant feeling. What if he makes a wrong move....? I could feel my pussy tightening with the sense of peril.
“Please, try not to move when I get near with a razor” he warned me.
I took an inward breath and arched my back to ease his access. I could feel his breath on my pussy, chilling it additionally. And at last, there it was - a first touch of a razor, not nearly as unpleasant as I thought it would be. He started to drag it from my thigh inwards and I could feel its sharpness, but at the same time it glided so smoothly. My pussy muscles started to relax and juices started to flow again. I was trying not to move, but it was really difficult because my breathing was becoming faster. I pushed my butt up even more, and there was a second stroke of a razor which enticed me to moan. He moved the razor away, scared that he was hurting me. I reassured him and he pressed the razor again, this time closer to my inner lips. At the same time he pulled up the skin a little bit above my clit to tighten it, and I was gasping for air trying not to move my butt, overwhelmed with a sensation of the sharp razor brushing my lips. I had a feeling that if he just pressed my clit with his finger I would be instantly sent over the Moon. I pulled myself up, determined to endure this sweet torture and fuck him like mad when it was over.
He made few more quick strokes, like a real pro, and told me to lower my bum so he can wipe me with tissues. And then came the surprise – instead of harsh, dry tissue I felt the smooth tip of his cock sliding down my pussy! Between my legs, I reached for his cock, centering him on my entrance. He started to push his way in but I was so tight after this razor play that he had to pull back and try again. And that second entrance was memorable: he hardly managed to put his cock inside when I started to shiver with that slow, almost painful penetration. I touched my clit which was as hard as a pebble, he moaned and moved his hips a bit from left to right. I followed his rhythm and that quickly sent me over the edge. I stuck my butt in to his stomach, making a few circle movements and I was having one of the strongest orgasms ever. I screamed and start to tremble uncontrollably while he was firmly holding my hips. He managed to make few thrusts into my still tightened pussy and released his load inside me. I was unable to move, my knees were rigid, I could feel the pain in my pussy of strong convulsions, but that was one of the best orgasms I've ever had up to date.
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