Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 03 - Sex Stories

Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 03

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I felt a little exposed and excited as I slowly walked along the high street. Again, it was the first time that I’d been out in public, without Dylan, and wearing only a VERY short and thin dress. I felt good.

After checking-in at the beauticians I went to the toilet to clean up my pussy and inner thighs as, unlike when we were on our honeymoon, the air outside wasn’t warm enough to dry me.

“First time?” The young woman beautician asked me as we entered the ‘treatment’ room.

“Yes it is.”

“Okay honey, all you’ll feel is a little tingling or burning sensation, nothing to worry about. Just take your dress and knickers off and climb up on the table.”

The woman didn’t bat an eyelid when she saw that I was naked under my dress and I was soon on my back on the table.

I remember being a little embarrassed as I wondered if my pussy would get all wet again, but the woman put my mind at rest when she said,

“Don’t worry if you get aroused honey, it’s perfectly natural and a lot of women get aroused. Only last week I had to stop working when girl had a very intense orgasm as I did her outer labia near her clitoris. The poor girl was jerking about for nearly 5 minutes.”

I didn’t cum, possibly because I was distracted by the conversation that we got into. She got me to tell her about our honeymoon when she commented on the nice, all-over tan that I had. I did tell her about the nude beach but not all the very intimate photos that were taken.

Strangely, I ...

... didn’t get embarrassed as she was zapping all around my vulva, but I did get embarrassed when she told me to get on my hands and knees and to spread my knees so that she could zap all around my butt hole.

Neither Dylan, nor myself had shaved me that morning and I still looked bald before I went into that shop but when I left I felt even more naked than when I went in.

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Satisfied that the session was worth every penny of Dylan’s money, I decided to go into central London and to that shop, the Young Ladies Fashion Emporium, to see what else they had that I liked. I’d really enjoyed shopping for clothes with Dylan but I also wanted to do some more leisurely shopping, not worrying that Dylan might get bored.

Before doing that I went to the nearest McDonald’s and to their toilet where I took my Lush remote controlled vibrator out of my bag and eased it up my vagina. Checking that it was working okay by opening the app on my phone and giving myself a quick blast, which made me squeal with delight, I closed the app and straightened my dress. Looking down I could see part of the pink antenna hanging below the hem of my dress.

Ignoring the possibility of embarrassment if someone saw it and said something, I left and headed for the station wondering if Dylan would remember what the new app on his phone could do to me.

Again I had some fun on the Underground, this time it was group of half a dozen youths who stared at me all the time and said a few things to me that no ...