The Devil's Pact Slave Chronicles Chapter 4: Joy, First Wax - Sex Stories

The Devil's Pact Slave Chronicles Chapter 4: Joy, First Wax

... Betty declared. “I don't know,” the older woman frowned. “Doesn't it hurt?” “A little,” I admitted. “But there's no chance of razor burn, and you will be hair free for two weeks.” “It's settled,” Betty nodded. “You always used your husband as an excuse to get out of shaving. No longer. I want you nice and bare!” “Fine,” Sandy sighed, then a wicked smile appeared on her lips. “It would be pretty naughty.” Betty laughed, then took a long lick up her slit. Sandy moaned, her round breasts—it was amazing that they only sagged a little considering her age—jiggling invitingly. I crawled over and captured a pink nipple between my lips, sucking hard. “Umm, that feels nice,” Sandy moaned. “How'd I get so lucky to have two stunningly-beautiful woman pleasuring me?” “You're a special woman,” Betty answered, her dark face sticky with passion. “And you taste delicious.” “Well, there's definitely more for you to sample,” Sandy cooed. “Eat me, lover. I need to cum so bad!” “Gladly!” I made love to Sandy's nipple. Slowly exploring every millimeter of the pink nub with my tongue. I wanted to learn every ridge and dimple of it before I sucked the entire thing into my lips. My hand reached out to her other breast, and I tweaked her nipple, letting my long fingernails brush the sensitive flesh. Her skin was so pale against my dark-olive skin. I enjoyed Sandy's twitches and moans, happy that I gave my Mistress pleasure. “Oh, God,” Sandy gasped. “Oh, my God, keep doing that, Betty! Shoot, your ...

... tongue is driving me wild. Wow! Wow, oh, wow! I'm gonna cum! Oh, shoot!” I clamped my mouth on her nipple as Sandy bucked beneath me, her sweet cries filling my ears and happiness bubbled inside me—I helped to give her such great pleasure. As her passion died down, her gentle hands cupped my face, and drew me to her lips, and rewarded my service with a deep kiss. Her fingers slid down and found my hard clit. I was so excited by her touch that the powder keg inside me ignited, exploding rapture throughout my body. I collapsed across my beautiful Mistress's body, panting and gasping and shuddering. “Wow, you had a good one,” Sandy giggled, and kissed my lips again. Her arms wrapped around me, and I enjoyed the pleasant afterglow and her warm body. “It was amazing. Thank you, Mistress.” Betty crawled up the other side, and we sandwiched Sandy between us as we cuddled. This was my life now. Part of me felt sad; I had a fiance, but I guess we wouldn't be getting married now—I belonged to Sandy and Betty. After breakfast, I was sent to the store to get some supplies: a nice, sugar based wax; the strips of cloth; a wooden applicator that resembled a large tongue depressor; and some scented candles, cinnamon, to help relax Sandy. “Hot date,” joked the checkout girl as she rang me up. “Uh-huh,” I smiled back. “Two sexy women.” The girl blinked in surprise. “Um, well, that sounds...fun.” Her blushes were so cute, that I couldn't help adding, “You can't believe how hard you can cum with two ...