Shaving Lily — Rebecca Bond

She winced slightly as the cool metal grazed her skin. 

“You okay baby?”  He asked softly, a tender look in his eyes as he surveyed her apprehension.

She nodded nervously as she felt the blade nip at her skin again as he prepared to begin.  He looked from her face back to her pussy as he worked through the process in his mind, ticking off the mental check list before he begun.

Putting the razor aside, he dipped his fingers into the pot of foam to his right, the compact white bubbles coating his digits in a thick blanket.  Settling between her parted legs he nudged them softly with his elbow, encouraging her to splay wider for him.  She hitched herself up slightly against the throng of pillows and cushions at the head of the bed, the position change allowing her legs to part further, providing him with a sordid display of her genitals.

She looked around and tried to relax, concentrating on the flickering of the flames that danced atop the scented candles that adorned the room.  Relaxing back against the pillows she let the velvet and silk caress her naked flesh as he began his work.

The foam was cool as it hit her skin, causing her to flinch at the contact.

“It’s okay baby,” he crooned, “just relax and listen to the music, I won’t hurt you.”

Relaxing instantly at the sound of his voice, Lily closed her eyes and began to enjoy what they were doing.  The feel of his fingers spreading the foam across her furry mound caused her breath to catch, the chill of the foam buzzing instantly to her nipples, causing tight, hard buds to appear at her chest.  It felt delicious, the way his rough, calloused hands were now working her with such gentleness and reverence. 

Lily felt her pussy clench the more he stroked the foam on to her skin, coating her lips in a nice thick layer.  She felt him pick up the razor again, holding it to the point where hair began to shadow her snatch from view.  It dug into her flesh, just a little, before scraping across her mound. 

Opening her eyes Lily looked down at her lover, so focused on his handiwork that he didn’t meet her gaze.  She watched him intently as he went about his work, applying foam – scraping the blade across her skin to erase the foam and the hair – rinsing the blade before starting again. Shave, rinse, repeat.  Shave, rinse, repeat.

She was mesmerised, the vision of her bald cunt slowly coming in to view as he shaved her bare.  Although she wasn’t keen on his request to shave her to begin with, she now had to admit that there was something immensely erotic about watching her lover strip her of her last remaining barriers.  It was an act of such trust and such intimacy that she couldn’t comprehend doing it with anyone else.

He settled closer to her pussy, parting her labia to reveal her smooth, pink flesh, now glistening with the juices of desire.  He sat back on his haunches, moving his hands to her thighs, and surveyed her loins.

“You know Lily, I’ve wanted to shave you for a long time, but never once did I believe you would be this beautiful.”

Lily smiled, a lazy smile, a shy smile, a loving smile, her vision growing hazy either through the dim candlelight or the lust that now consumed her. 

“Tell me,” she said, her voice husky with arousal.

He looked up at her, a smirk plastered on his lips.  His fingers returned to her pussy, grazing her naked lips, revelling in their newfound smoothness.  His thick pads pulled her apart once more, allowing him a perfect view of her inner most treasure.  He had longed for this; to experience her pussy so bare and silky that he could slip about her loins with ease. 

He honed in on her clit, her silky pearl protruding from her folds and begging for his touch.  Leaning closer he brought his face level with her mons, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled her scent, letting her womanly aroma engulf his lungs whilst sending a wave of arousal surging through his cock.  His tongue darted out to lick her swollen vulva, a long lick along her length before pushing its way inside her tight hole.

Lily strung out a whimper of pleasure and her back arched further into his touch, encouraging him to bury his face deeper against her pulsating snatch.  Withdrawing his tongue from her centre he began to kiss his way along her lips, her surface slippery with her flowing slick.  He devoured her, drinking all he could from her cup before settling at her clit, sucking the tight bundle between his lips and latching on.

“Fuck!” she yelled, thrusting her pussy onto his face as her impending orgasm grew ever closer.

Clamping her eyes shut, Lily let the waves of pleasure caused by Alex wash over her, not understanding why she’d never let him feast on her in such a way before now.  He rolled the hard nub of her clit between his lips before flicking it back and forth, the tip of his tongue causing devastating pleasure on her now quivering cunt. 

She was flowing freely, her aromatic juices seeping from her insides as his mouth continued to pet her lovingly until at last she couldn’t hold back any longer, allowing the first tremors of climax to ripple throughout her body, the pleasure washing over her in heavy, undulating waves.  Alex quickly slipped two fingers into her tight entrance, curling them forward to massage that ultimate bundle of nerves within her walls, all the while maintaining his erotic torture upon her throbbing pearl.

Lily screamed out at the intense feeling caused by his actions, bucking with delight as she let the orgasm consume her.  As her body fell limp against his touch she tugged gently on his hair, bringing him level with her mouth and smashing her lips to his, allowing him to plunge his pussy-juice soaked tongue inside.

“Mmmmmm,” she whimpered into a passionate kiss, relishing the taste of him mixed with her own arousal.

Breaking apart, Alex looked down at his lover, her face still red and flushed from explosive climax.  Running a finger across her cheek he murmured, “thank you,” before pecking her lips softly.

“No, thank you,” Lily smirked as her eyes fluttered closed and the post-orgasmic bliss took over, thrusting her into a contented slumber.

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Bewitched by the vibrancy of city life, Rebecca Bond currently resides in London.  Originally from the sleepy Fens she uses a combination of urban and rural inspiration to carve stories steeped in fantasy.  By daylight Rebecca works with UK Law Enforcement officers, but by moonlight she uses her daily copperings to fuel her inner muse into creating erotic offerings, transforming mundane reality into exquisite fantasy.

Rebecca Bond currently has works published on The Erotic Woman, Erotica for All and Indigo Ink and Art websites, and in the recently released anthology ‘Uniform Behaviour’.  You may find her here: www.missrebeccabond.co.uk