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August 23, 2005

Clit Licking Sex Story

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“they’re going to shave me, you know.”

“why don’t you let me do it for you?”

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the first touch of cool gel turned quickly to warm soft cream,
as he pressed it gently with fingertips, soaking into her curls,
soaking into the roots, where the cloaked skin was pigmented, a
permanently rouged mouth.

the blade felt good. More Texts Here gyno_medical_story it hugged the skin so tightly, the first
stroke was all friction and harvesting the rich growth, the second
stroke to each small area was all shock, sensation, air, and blood
pushing up to inflate the surface of the skin

it had started already he would be able to see it happening
from now on.

when he drew the blade around her clit, her face reddened she
was in an ecstacy of humiliation and arousal he could see what
was happening and began to make soft appreciative remarks to
reassure her, of course; but secretly, to increase her
vulnerability “mmm, darling, your clit looks so big, nowknow that it doesn’t fit between your lips at all? it won’t lie
down at all, wants to see everything…” he playfully pressed her
lips up around it to hide it for a moment, then let go it was
getting a lovely little curve to its upper surface thickening
firming deepening

once her mound and lips were fully bare, he gave them one last
pass with the blade then a warm wash-cloth and some baby lotion
she was still composed, but realized that the effort was now a lie,
was futile she’dlet him do it it was done she could try to
stay concealed by underwear, but the little humped button would
show through everything she owned

the realization threw open a door somewhere her eyelids fell,
hiding what she had learned: that now she must integrate her
desire–her inconcealable desire–into her pride, her sensuality,
her style, her aggression, her life it was finally revealed

without a word, she looked at him then she looked down
pressed her pelvis forward to she how she was presenting herself
then looked back at him.

a brand new expression was on her face soft-mouth, wide-eyed,
all innocence and questioningevery day, so you’ll always know when i’m a hot little baby, so you
can always see my clit all puffy and sitting out pouting and
waiting for you, waiting like a nipple to be suckled, waiting like
a tongue to be deeply kissed….” “Yes” he inhaled “i will.” he
exhaled She smiled with melting sweetness
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Over the next while, her actions came under the control of her
exposure She’d contrive to let him see her as she left the shower,
her pussy magnificently distorted and swollen, the outer lips
ballooned, the inner lips standing up as thick ridges, her clit
large and meaty and red with the force of the water that she’d
turned on herself over and over again until she couldn’t bear to be
touched….

Each day, after he shaved her, she’d let him lick the brand new
skin She called it her baby lotion he’d lick and she’d say,
“it’s a little sore at the top” and he’d gently wet the new skin
around the base of her clit and watch her clit stand and harden
before he’d suck it, and she’d watch it disappearing between his
lips again and again He’d lift her ass from the bed she lay on,
and hold her up and curl her forward so that her pelvis was almost
in front of her face and she could see his every warm sliding
caress and she’d watch her wet flesh pulsing, as though it was a
movie She fantasized that it was her own mouth on her clit and
thought about what she would doas his mouth retreated during her orgasm, as he played only with
the tip of her clit, as he stroked her with flat-tongued dog-laps
only to her inside-out cunt, so they could both see her clit swell
and turn deep red before he fell to sucking on it desperately,
while the screams tore from her and the cum tore from him as his
hand worked furiously at his cock.

she’d walk by him, wordlessly, and dress she cut small circles
out ofher panties, so her clit would be caressed by her clothing
she’d coat her inner thighs heavily with vaseline and sit across
from him with her legs crossed, squeezing and releasing until her
face reddened and she stared him down in her blinding glow.

One evening, they were dressing to go out he walked into
their room She had asked for a second shave that day, one more
before the evening out with him She was standing with one leg up
on the stool of her dressing table A tube of red lipstick was in
her hand She was carefully stroking the creamy bloodstain onto
her clit, into the rose-petal texture and tiny folds of the hood
and onto the smooth shiny head, and down her cuntlips then
slowly, softly, smoothing the pigment into the skin….looking at
the effect in her mirror and rouging a little more He stopped
breathing She looked up at him “come here” He walked to her,
naked from the shower she kissed him, and as she did, she wrapped
a leg around the back of his thigh and pressed against him On the
front of his thigh, was the mark of her, the print and shape of
her a long red oval like a brand
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one day, in his mail at work, he opened a card to see that same
print with his name written above it and her name written
beneath it He walked, quickly, head down, breath coming hard, to
the men’s room, the card in his pocket, walked into a stall, took
out the card, and held it in front of his face he began pumping
his cock through his fist obsessively he could see how aroused
she had been when she made the print how she had tried to redden
the insides of her cuntlips, but the wetness had not led the
lipstick hold the thought of going home and shaving her was
dizzying him he could feel his lips around her sweet baby clit as
his cock hardened under his stroking he moved the card down,
held it under his cock, and came violently onto her cunt-print the
warm semen lay in pools over the red artwork in his trembling hand,
an image that burned him with desire.

Since he’d shaved her, she hadn’t let him fuck her once.

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