WAX / UNDER HAIR REMOVAL – CUM HANDS FREE TWICE ORGASM

Title: The Wicked Wax: A Hands-Free, Cum-Twice Odyssey

Lust. Desire. Craving. These primal forces coursed through Lana’s veins as she anxiously awaited her next waxing appointment. It wasn’t just any ordinary waxing session; it was an erotic ritual, a sacred act of grooming and giving in to carnal urges. Lana had discovered the secret to the ultimate hands-free, twice-timed orgasm through this taboo coupling of hair removal and ecstasy.

“Ms. Lana, your waxing appointment is now ready,” the receptionist announced in a sultry purr. Lana’s heart raced as she entered the dimly lit room, the air thick with the scent of lavender and forbidden pleasure.

“Good morning, my darling. Ready to bare it all?” purred Marissa, the sensual waxing specialist. Lana nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. Marissa gently guided Lana onto the waxing table, her hands gliding across Lana’s curves, tracing the contours of her body.

Marissa began her work, her skilled fingers expertly applying the warm wax to Lana’s sensitive skin. Lana’s breath hitched as the wax strip was pulled away, a symphony of pain and pleasure coursing through her veins. Each strip removed brought her closer to the edge.

As Marissa moved lower, Lana felt a tingling sensation building within her core. Her mind wandered to forbidden fantasies as the wax strips were torn away, revealing smooth, glowing skin. Marissa’s nimble fingers grazed Lana’s most intimate areas, leaving a trail of desire in their wake.

Lana’s thighs clenched as Marissa applied the final strip, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. The wax strip was pulled away in one swift motion, and Lana gasped as a wave of pleasure washed over her. Her hips bucked involuntarily as she reached the first peak of ecstasy, her juices flowing freely.

Marissa smiled deviously as she witnessed Lana’s climax, her fingers dancing along the newly waxed skin. “That’s round one, my dear,” she purred. Lana could barely catch her breath as Marissa massaged a soothing cream onto her skin, the sensation sending jolts of electricity through her body.

Lana thought the torment would end there, but Marissa had other plans. She retrieved a specially formulated wax with hidden ingredients designed to heighten arousal. As Marissa applied the wax to Lana’s sensitive skin, Lana felt the tingling sensation building once more.

The wax strip was pulled away, and Lana cried out as she reached the second peak of pleasure, her body shuddering with the intensity of her release. Marissa’s fingers massaged Lana’s thighs as she rode out the waves of ecstasy, tenderly guiding her back to reality.

Lana lay there, limp and satisfied, basking in the afterglow of her twice-delivered orgasm. Marissa smiled knowingly as she cleaned up, whispering, “Until next time, my darling.”

As Lana left the waxing room, she felt a twisted sense of satisfaction, knowing that she had indulged in a secret ritual that most would never understand. She craved the forbidden dance of pain and pleasure, the taboo coupling of hair removal and orgasmic bliss. Lana knew she would return, eager to experience the wicked wax once more.

In the privacy of her own home, Lana could not help but relive the experience. Her fingers danced along her smooth skin, the memory of Marissa’s touch igniting her desire anew. Lana explored her own body, indulging in the pleasure that she so craved.

As she drifted off to sleep, Lana dreamt of her next waxing appointment, the forbidden ritual that would grant her the ultimate hands-free, cum-twice orgasm. It was a dangerous game, a dance with danger and desire. But for Lana, the risk was worth the reward, the exquisite torture she so desperately sought.

And so, the cycle continued, a twisted obsession with the erotic art of hair removal. Lana knew that she would never be satisfied with the norm, the ordinary. She craved the forbidden, the taboo. And in the hands of Marissa, she had found her secret escape, her wicked wax indulgence.