Steve & Stephane - Sex Stories

Steve & Stephane

... never seen his face glow with joy when her anger turned soft. She could even feel herself getting wet thinking about this, but she had worked out one part of her plan. She got a towel, scissors, one of her disposable razors and the shaving cream and got it all ready on the bed. That left her enough time to pick up “his” clothes and put them away. Steven came back from the shower wrapped in a towel. His dick was still poking out it was clear that he did not jerk off in the shower to take care of that. Seeing it she had another idea in her plan. It seemed that everything was coming in bits and pieces. “Ok, take off the towel and let me see you.” She half commanded half joking asked. He took off the towel and the first thing that her mind said was “We’ve got a lot of work here”. She looked him over like a painter looks at a blank canvas. “Sit lay down sweetie, we’ve got a lot of work to do.” She said as she gestured with the scissors toward the towel on the bed. She could see the apprehension on his face. “Don’t worry I’m not going to cut off your beautiful dick… just get over here”. He walked over and sat down on the towel and just looked at here not knowing what to say and then placed his back against the bed looking up at the ceiling. Waiting for her to do what she had in mind. “One of the first things that women learn is that men (for some reason) don’t like hair, we’ve got a lot of hair to remove down here.” She said gently grabbing his still hard dick. “Wait, what” he ...

... asked. “You like to dress like a woman right, well you need to do this.” “Um…” She did not wait for a response and began trimming down his pubic hair to a more manageable length. Once she got enough removed she took out the shaving cream and smothered his cock and balls with it. He clearly liked this part because she could feel his dick pulsing as she rubbed it in. She took care as she shaved to remove all of his hair. Each time she would get near his cock or balls he would tense up. Not from worry of her cutting him, but from the sensation of having her touch him. She felt bad not just jerking him off, but women feel sexual frustration all the time, and this was a side lesson. A strange feeling was creeping over her as she was taking off all of his pubic hair. With each stroke of the razor something was being awaked inside of her. She did not know what it was, but she was feeling more confidant in this, and was actually enjoying it. Once she was done with his pubic hair she looked at it, and it did make his dick look bigger. There was still a lot of hair. “Scoot up” she commanded, and surprisingly there was no push back from him this time. He did as she said and moved up. This was going to be easier as she lathered up his legs and started taking all of that hair off as well. As with his pubic hair with each stroke of the razor she could feel him giving way and accepting what she was doing. He was now in her hands and she was loving it. Once she was done she got up and said. “Ok, ...