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“Yes, Sir. I want more wax.”
“Hmm,” Frank said, his cock clearly twitching in his breeches. Cupping her other breast, he nuzzled the fullness before dousing her with the hot wax.
She trembled violently at the first impact. The wax set against her skin and she longed to drop her arms to her sides and mash the weight of her breasts against her upper muscles in an effort to intensify the affects.
Apparently perceptive, Jock asked, “How was that different?”
Her nipples spiked under the paraffin shell. Glancing down, she admired Frank’s handiwork. The wax complimented her average breast size, creating the illusion of a larger and firmer chest area.
“The closer contact was nice. It felt like toasty fingers brushing over my skin all at the same time and…”
“And what, Carla?” Frank pressed.
“Then as the wax seeped into my skin it felt like another series of kisses and right when I need more…wax…”
“What about the wax?” Frank clipped the words and pinched her nipples, digging his fingernails into the set paraffin. “Tell me.”
“Now I long for a real kiss, for your tongues and mouths gliding up and down my body.” She paused, searching both their faces before she continued, “I long for your kisses, for your embraces.”
“I know you do.” Frank rubbed her intimate knoll and dipped two fingers right inside her slick folds. “And you need both of us inside you. Don’t you, lover?”
She closed her eyes and imagined such a happening. Two men taking her at the same time? Was it even physically possible?
“You mean together?” she finally asked, realizing her question resounded like a squeal of excitement.
A husky laugh fell from Frank’s lips. “Would you like that, Carla?”
Would she? She couldn’t imagine two men entering her, stroking her, stretching and filling her…at the same time!
Frank clawed the paraffin again. “Do you like pain, Carla?”
“Only if it leads to pleasure,” she quickly admitted.
“And any pain you feel with me always leads to pleasure. Doesn’t it, Carla?”
She quivered as he poured a healthy helping of wax down her stomach. The burning sensation led to a deeper form of arousal, but this time the waxing wasn’t only skin deep. This time, she was mentally stimulated as she watched Jock and saw a true transformation. Frank’s methods lit a spark of sexual curiosity in Jock’s eyes as well.
* * * *
A few minutes later, Frank handed Jock a small knife. “Now we scrape it off.”
“Won’t that hurt?”
“No,” Frank replied. “Watch me.”
He took the edge of the blade and peeled the wax away from her skin, careful not to cut her as he loosened the jagged edges. With different patterns and designs, the wax removal was more challenging than it looked.
To make matters worse, Jock was painfully hard. “I’d much rather be pirooting than stripping wax off this pretty lady.”
“I’d like that, too, Jock,” she whispered.
They made eye contact and were lost in a lovers’ trance when Frank took a riding crop to her mound, smacking her vagina with a multitude of strikes as she released some of the most erotic moans Jock had ever heard.
“You enjoy that?” Jock asked, his cock stretching forward, practically puncturing his breeches.
“Very much,” she said, visibly tense as she undoubtedly anticipated another round.
Frank dragged his fingers through her wet channel then placed his hand to his lips. Sucking the digits, he made a show out of sipping her juices from his long, slender fingers.
