Making her Mark

21 - None of Your Beeswax

Thanks to Lizzy saving the day they'd been able to get through everything and the plan was in place for them.

James seemed to like Mark and wasn't adverse to everything. He had relaxed quite a lot. He thought Mark was easy on the eye but way out of his league with Lizzy.

He was also even more fond of Lizzy, Lena had told Mark. "He even fucked me that night. That's the second time this month. Improving. Things are improving. Although I think he was imagining her. But I was imagining you, so it is what it is."

Mark felt a pang of jealousy at the thought of them fucking. He knew it must happen but didn't want to think about it. But as she said she thought of him, it made things a lot better.

Plus he was away again and tonight was the night. The candles were ready and they'd both taken a half day. Mark had got the room ready before leaving for work and he was giddy all day. So much so that Sara was pleased when he, as she put it, "fucked off".

They left at midday and both "went there separate ways" as to not raise suspicion. But both arrived at Mark's within minutes of each other.

Once inside they couldn't keep there hands off each other. Mark slowed things down because if they kept up the pace they'd not get to the main event.

Mark headed upstairs and told Lena to give him 5 minutes before she did.

Lena waited. She thought about touching herself in anticipation. But held off. She did however strip to her bra and pants.

She began to head up. As she entered the room, candles were lit, a scent of strawberries and wax filled the room and she saw Mark. How he'd managed it she'd never know. He was handcuffed to the bed.

"Hey," he said. His tone low and husky. Like that first time they came together on the phone.

"Well, you went all out, didn't you?" She noticed a bullet vibrator similar to the one from her car, 3 candles, black, red and purple and a lighter. Mark had laid down towels and sheets to catch mess. There was a bowl with water and a cloth. And a new addition to the room. A chair in the corner.

He was chained, a blindfold next to his head and just in his boxers. He was usually well groomed especially his groin but now the tops of his thighs, chest and stomach were hairless.

She looked at him amused but befuddled.

He cocked his head to the side in a "ya know" gesture and said "so the wax doesn't stick to it and more goes on me."

She gave a look of realisation. "Of course."

She straddled him. "Anything I need to know?"

He nodded to the candles and the lighter. "The shea butter candles there, they're the ones for us. Don't use the others, I could end up in hospital. The blindfold is if you wanna use it. The safe word is neighbour. The rest is up to you."

She took the blindfold. Looked at it and grinned back at him. She placed it on him and checked he couldn't see. Once satisfied he couldn't she began. She kissed his freshly shaven chest and tasted the cocoa butter moisturiser he'd put on it.

She kissed upto his neck and he was already breathing deeply. He was enjoying her perfume.

She nibbled at his right earlobe and he gasped and giggled. She then ran her nails up his left side gently but he certainly felt it as he twitched under her.

Into his ear she purred, "did you forget kitten had claws?"

A smile spread across his face and he said, "yes...OH *gasp*... yes," she had dug in her teeth into his shoulder.

He was trying and failing to keep his breathing steady. But she knew how to torture him. Especially, now he was locked up and she was the only one to unlock him.

She bit his nipple and his foot began to twitch and he called out, "you fucker"

She reminded him of the spanking. And how it was payback time.

She took the lighter and one of the candles. He heard her strike the lighter 3 times and then silence.

A moment later, he felt a sharp, hot pain on his naked chest. He writhed a little and a few more drops fell, onto his stomach and just above his waistline. She checked he was comfortable. No safe word so she continued.

He was making some incredible sounds and everytime he did she got wetter. Plus his hard cock was pressed against her vagina. Only 2 pieces of clothing between them.

She played with the wax some more and mistakenly caught part of his nipple. He winced but allowed her to carry on. She kissed him and it better but this was too much fun for her.

She got off him. Seeing the damp patch she had left on his boxers and smiled to herself.

She put some wax on his thighs and then blew out and put the dwindling candle down. She began to peel off the wax on his thighs and every red blotch she uncovered, she bit into. And he squirmed. This game delighted her.

Once the last of the wax had gone from his thighs she removed his boxers. And her pants. She teased his cock with her mouth and then mounted him.

They both gasped at the feeling. She moved to his face and kissed him. Then removed the blindfold. He blinked as light flooded his vision. Then there she was. Riding him, those incredible tits, that thin line of pubic hair. Grinding her clit into him. She took another candle and lit it. He noticed it was the blood red one and she'd used the purple one on him previously.

Just then, while this goddess ground her pelvis into his and her head flew back she dripped the wax over her breasts, and chest. And it cascaded down to her stomach before hardening. Mark thought she looked magnificent.

She turned her focus back to him and began removed some of the wax from both him and her. Grinding hard as she did. She wanted them both to cum. They were just raw nerves ready to explode.

They looked into each others eyes and called their names and Mark's cock burst inside her and her pussy drained it. She continued grinding while she uncuffed him. She raked her fingers hard down his red raw chest, thinking he wouldn't do anything. He did however, before he could lose his erection he got out from under her.

Got behind her and thrust back into her. She screamed and he slammed into her. She couldn't believe he was going again straight away and each time she reached back and clawed at him, he became wilder.

She hadn't been fucked this hard in so long, and the orgasm she'd had, had not yet died down. He told her he was cumming again and she rode back on him hard. Hoping to orgasm too. Then she felt a pressure on her arsehole. He slipped his thumb in and as he did she came and clenched his thumb. He came instantly too and she felt him go weak behind her. He removed the thumb and collapsed beside her.

"Holy fuck." He panted.

She was still cumming.

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