Sure enough, within a few seconds her body tightened as she bucked her hips hard off the bed. Her wordless cry was muffled as Jen’s thighs pressed hard against Tegan’s ears. Sucking in gulps of air only served to arouse Tegan further, the scent of Jen’s come invading her senses. Finally, she pulled away as Jen fell back to the table. There was no way she could walk away, not like this. Grabbing Jen’s hand, Tegan yanked up her skirt and shoved aside her panties.
“So close.” She rubbed her pussy against Jen’s fingers, chasing her orgasm.
“Come closer.”
Jen wrapped her free arm around Tegan’s waist, while slipping her middle finger into Tegan’s pussy. It was enough to do the trick. Grabbing hold of Jen’s forearm, Tegan ground down against her, until finally her release came. Wave after wave of pleasure rippled through her, until she could no longer hold herself upright. Tegan collapsed forward, pressing her clothed body against Jen’s naked one.
“Wow,” Tegan said and turned her face enough to place a kiss to Jen’s chest. “That was...”
“Pretty fucking epic.”
Slowly, Tegan got up and helped Jen to a sitting position. She couldn’t help but tuck a long strand of blond hair behind her ear. “So, hi. That was fun.”
They laughed and for the first time Tegan looked around the room. Several others had stopped to watch them, offering small waves and a few thumbs-up. “It looks like we’ve pulled a bit of an audience.”
“I’m not the quietest when I come.” Slowly, Jen got to her feet. She was easily half a foot taller than Tegan, which was a new experience for her. “I’m in desperate need of a shower.”
“Do you need help getting any of that wax off?” She couldn’t imagine it would be the most pleasant experience picking wax out of various nooks and crannies. “Are the showers in the same place?”
“They are. And thanks for the offer, but I’m actually going to get dressed and head home. Between you and Chris I’m done in.”
Okay, Tegan didn’t want to admit it, but she would have loved to get to know Jen a bit better. If for no other reason than to have another woman to help expand her horizons. “I haven’t been here that long so I’ll probably check out more of what the club has to offer.”
“I hear the dungeon downstairs is pretty frigging amazing. I’m not really into the whole Dom thing, but I might be tempted to go down and try someday.” Jen leaned in and placed a soft kiss to Tegan’s cheek. “Maybe I’ll see you down there.”
“Maybe.”
Tegan was more than a little sad to see the other woman leave. The wax design had come off in large sections, and left a trail behind her as Jen walked away. Yes, perhaps next time Tegan came she’d keep her eyes open for Jen and see if they could pick up where they left off. Because damn, she had a beautiful body. One Tegan would love to explore more.
For now, the wax room no longer held its appeal. The night was still young and Tegan wasn’t satisfied, not in the least.
Tegan goes into the orgy room.
Tegan goes into the fucking-machine room.
Tegan goes into the clothing room.
Tegan goes to the dungeon.
Tegan finds Eli.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Wax On, Get Off
Go Back
It took Tegan’s eyes a few minutes to adjust to the dim light of the room. The scent of oils and perfumes hit her quickly, increasing in strength the farther she went into the room. As her eyes grew used to the light, she realized that the room had several beds, each of which was surrounded by candles.
And there were naked people on the beds.
A sharp inhalation caught her attention. Walking over to the closest of the beds, her mouth dropped open at the artwork currently on display. Artwork was the only word that could adequately describe the blended wax design that covered the entirety of the woman’s back and thighs. It was a stunning display that begged her to reach out and touch it. The wax was smooth beneath her fingertips, the bumps from the layers of wax soft to the touch and still warm from its application.
The woman moaned and spread her legs a bit wider. Tegan looked around, but whomever was responsible for producing this display had abandoned his subject for the time being. Oh, this was just too good a possibility to pass up.
She moved around to the woman’s head and squatted down so she could look her in the eyes. “Hey.” Her voice came out soft, a bit raspy. She swallowed hard before continuing. “I’m Tegan.”
The woman blinked a few times, as though her brain had gone on a mini vacation. “Hi.”
“It looks like you’ve been having some fun.” Without thinking too much about what she was doing, she brushed a strand of hair from the woman’s face. “What’s your name?”
“Jen.” She licked her lips. “Horny.”
“I can see that. Someone painted you up and left you all alone.”
Jen closed her eyes and smiled. “He likes the wax. Doesn’t care so much about the sex.”
“That hardly seems fair.” Tegan wasn’t normally one for playing with other women, but there was something about seeing Jen’s languid body painted in a waxy rainbow that turned her on. She pushed her fingers through Jen’s blond hair, petting her, massaging her scalp until the other woman was moaning. “Did he tell you that you couldn’t do anything about it?”
“No. He’s not a Dom. I just...wanted to feel.” She licked her lips. “I loved the burn.”
Tegan stood, her legs having grown considerably shaky, and walked around Jen’s side. She kept her hand on the other woman, wanting to make sure that she knew where Tegan was at all times. It had the added bonus of allowing her to touch the wax, explore where it was on Jen’s skin, and discover the few areas that hadn’t been coated.
“More.” Jen widened her legs until they were barely left on the bed. “Please.”
“This is too beautiful to ruin.”
“More.”
There were a number of used candles around the base of the bed. Only one was still lit, and the wick was little more than a flicker. The wax base was warm in her hands and Tegan retrieved it from its hiding spot. Curious, she poured a little of the hot wax onto her open palm. The sting only lasted a moment, far less than the bite from any whip or paddle. But the residual tingle sunk deep into her skin as the wax dried, pulling as she moved.
The man who’d painted Jen had been more concerned with artwork than actually getting her off. While the backs of her thighs had been coated, he’d avoided her pussy. In fact, Tegan could imagine how amazing it would feel to have the wax stretched across the sensitive skin, near her clit, across her nipples.
“I need you to turn over.” She patted Jen’s ass. “Carefully.”
With a soft moan, she rolled over. The movement broke apart the wax on her skin, sending it falling to the bed and floor in a multicolored rainfall. That only distracted her momentarily from the fresh canvas presented to her, the expanse of naked flesh comprised of breasts, neck, stomach and pussy.
Tegan had to force herself to relax her hold on the candle. “You’re beautiful.”
Jen’s lids had slipped closed as though she’d fallen asleep, but her lips tugged up into a soft smile. “Thanks.”
“I can’t promise to be as artistic as the man who painted your back.” Tegan held out the candle, tipping it so the wax rested on the cusp without falling. “But I promise I won’t leave you wanting for more.”
The first splash of wax landed in a raindrop pattern across the tops of Jen’s breasts. Tegan watched her chest expand as she sucked in a lungful of air. She didn’t otherwise move, try to cover herself or get away. Jen’s nipples quickly hardened and a swath of goose bumps rose across her skin.
Tegan splashed more wax, this time in a line between Jen’s breasts, all the way t
o the top of her pussy. She could see Jen’s clit clearly, her mound bald and smooth, leaving nothing to the imagination. The temptation to drip wax across the skin was tempting, but Tegan didn’t want to do something to hurt her.
Jen widened her legs and bucked her hips. “Please.”
With her heart pounding, Tegan brought the candle closer to her pussy. “This will hurt.”
“Not as much as you might think. Do it.”
Unlike the small splashes she’d done previously, Tegan tipped the candle and poured a long bead across the top of Jen’s cunt. The wax rolled down her skin, leaving a hardened trail as it went. The folds of her labia turned red, causing Jen’s clit to stand out even more. Her breathing had grown more labored with each successive application of wax to her body. Tegan knew this was only the culminating factor, the bit that threatened to push Jen over the edge to orgasm.
Maybe it was the Domme in her, but she didn’t want Jen to come that quickly. She’d only just started playing, and now that she’d found her feet, Tegan wasn’t ready to stop just yet. Leaning in, she placed a single kiss to Jen’s clit, before standing up and moving back to her side.
“Fuck.” Jen thrashed her head from side to side. “Come on. Please.”
“Not yet.”
“Bitch.” There was no heat to the curse, but Tegan wasn’t about to let it go unpunished.
The next splash of wax was directly to Jen’s nipple. She cried out and clutched the sides of the bed. It was as though she wanted to fight the pain, or else the pleasure had simply grown to be too much for her. Either way, it didn’t stop Tegan from repeating the action to Jen’s other nipple.
“I had no idea putting wax on someone could be this much fun.” Tegan ran the pad of her thumb across Jen’s nipples. “It’s addictive.”
“There’s something better.” Jen’s lips were only half open, but Tegan could see the lust in her hooded gaze. “Taking it off.”
Oh. She hadn’t even considered that. Carefully setting the candle down, Tegan reached out and thumbed the side of Jen’s encased peak. The other woman continued to stare at Tegan, her mouth opened in a half pant, her tongue occasionally darting out to taste the air. That simple movement was too much for Tegan to resist. She leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to Jen’s mouth. She tasted salty with a hint of coffee. Her lips were far softer than a man’s, with no stubble scratching at her chin. Maybe she’d have to reconsider seeking out women as partners. While she wasn’t interested in anything long-term, there was something to be said for the comfort that a woman’s body offered.
With her lips still pressed to Jen’s, Tegan took hold of the edge of the wax and ripped it off. She swallowed Jen’s gasp, deepening their kiss as she played with the abused nipple. Tegan blindly groped for the other nipple, moaning herself as Jen’s fingers entwined in her hair, holding her close. This time as she ripped it off, Jen didn’t react, her attention seemingly fixed on devouring Tegan’s mouth.
Pulling back with a gasp, Tegan looked down into her lust-filled eyes. “I don’t have a lot of experience with women.”
“Me either. Don’t really care right now.”
“That’s good. I’m going to make you come.”
Jen chuckled. “Promises, promises.”
“Bitch.” Tegan reluctantly pushed away, and resumed her previous position between Jen’s legs. “Is now the time to tell you that I sometimes take on the role of Domme?”
“That explains a few things.” Jen chuckled again, this time bending her legs so her feet were near her ass. “I’d really appreciate it, Ma’am, if you’d get me off. It’s been a frustrating evening to this point.”
“I’ll see what I can do.”
Ignoring the one place Tegan most wanted to touch, she began to pick and tear the wax from the sensitive spot between Jen’s thigh and body. The skin was reddened from the heat, a mark left behind once the wax was pulled free. She was tempted to apply more, repeat the entire process simply to tease Jen more. If it didn’t mean putting off her own release, she very well might have.
“Another time,” she whispered as she lowered her face to Jen’s pussy and licked one long swipe up the length of her clit.
Jen’s moan took on a desperate tone, and Tegan felt every muscle in her body tense as she pressed down on a spot where the wax had previously been. Tegan didn’t know exactly what the sensations coursing through the other woman’s body felt like, but she could guess. That intermingling of pleasure and pain that overrode all thought and logic, that blanked out your ability to resist and forced you to simply give yourself over to it all. Yes, Tegan had been on that end of things more than once.
She could tell from the swell of Jen’s clit and the wetness that covered the insides of her thighs that she wasn’t going to last very long. That was fine because she was surprisingly close to the edge herself. Pressing two fingers into Jen’s pussy, Tegan began to fuck her with her hand while sucking her clit. The passage was so slick, her fingers moved easily in and out. It took next to no time for Jen to start gasping for air and for her hips to buck in time with Tegan’s motions. Unwilling to hold back any longer, Tegan sucked hard as she curled her fingers, searching for the spot sure to push Jen over.
Sure enough, within a few seconds her body tightened as she bucked her hips hard off the bed. Her wordless cry was muffled as Jen’s thighs pressed hard against Tegan’s ears. Sucking in gulps of air only served to arouse Tegan further, the scent of Jen’s come invading her senses. Finally, she pulled away as Jen fell back to the table. There was no way she could walk away, not like this. Grabbing Jen’s hand, Tegan yanked up her skirt and shoved aside her panties.
“So close.” She rubbed her pussy against Jen’s fingers, chasing her orgasm.
“Come closer.”
Jen wrapped her free arm around Tegan’s waist, while slipping her middle finger into Tegan’s pussy. It was enough to do the trick. Grabbing hold of Jen’s forearm, Tegan ground down against her, until finally her release came. Wave after wave of pleasure rippled through her, until she could no longer hold herself upright. Tegan collapsed forward, pressing her clothed body against Jen’s naked one.
“Wow,” Tegan said and turned her face enough to place a kiss to Jen’s chest. “That was...”
“Pretty fucking epic.”
Slowly, Tegan got up and helped Jen to a sitting position. She couldn’t help but tuck a long strand of blond hair behind her ear. “So, hi. That was fun.”
They laughed and for the first time Tegan looked around the room. Several others had stopped to watch them, offering small waves and a few thumbs-up. “It looks like we’ve pulled a bit of an audience.”
“I’m not the quietest when I come.” Slowly, Jen got to her feet. She was easily half a foot taller than Tegan, which was a new experience for her. “I’m in desperate need of a shower.”
“Do you need help getting any of that wax off?” She couldn’t imagine it would be the most pleasant experience picking wax out of various nooks and crannies. “Are the showers in the same place?”
“They are. And thanks for the offer, but I’m actually going to get dressed and head home. Between you and Chris I’m done in.”
Okay, Tegan didn’t want to admit it, but she would have loved to get to know Jen a bit better. If for no other reason than to have another woman to help expand her horizons. “I haven’t been here that long so I’ll probably check out more of what the club has to offer.”
“I hear the dungeon downstairs is pretty frigging amazing. I’m not really into the whole Dom thing, but I might be tempted to go down and try someday.” Jen leaned in and placed a soft kiss to Tegan’s cheek. “Maybe I’ll see you down there.”
“Maybe.”
Tegan was more than a little sad to see the other woman leave. The wax design had come off in large sections, and left a trail behin
d her as Jen walked away. Yes, perhaps next time Tegan came she’d keep her eyes open for Jen and see if they could pick up where they left off. Because damn, she had a beautiful body. One Tegan would love to explore more.
For now, the wax room no longer held its appeal. The night was still young and Tegan wasn’t satisfied, not in the least.
Tegan goes into the orgy room.
Tegan goes into the fucking-machine room.
Tegan goes into the clothing room.
Tegan goes to the dungeon.
Tegan finds Eli.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Wax On, Get Off
Go Back
It took Tegan’s eyes a few minutes to adjust to the dim light of the room. The scent of oils and perfumes hit her quickly, increasing in strength the farther she went into the room. As her eyes grew used to the light, she realized that the room had several beds, each of which was surrounded by candles.
And there were naked people on the beds.
A sharp inhalation caught her attention. Walking over to the closest of the beds, her mouth dropped open at the artwork currently on display. Artwork was the only word that could adequately describe the blended wax design that covered the entirety of the woman’s back and thighs. It was a stunning display that begged her to reach out and touch it. The wax was smooth beneath her fingertips, the bumps from the layers of wax soft to the touch and still warm from its application.
The woman moaned and spread her legs a bit wider. Tegan looked around, but whomever was responsible for producing this display had abandoned his subject for the time being. Oh, this was just too good a possibility to pass up.
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