Bare Parts

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It was nice to have a girls day with Hannah before having to go back to work on Monday. After last night, I couldn't help my excitement from watching Henry put my fingers in his mouth and this time, we couldn't blame the alcohol. We walked around the mall, now entering a lingerie store. "Considering you have something for Lucas, it seems like you need something for Henry," she teased as my face turned red.

"I don't know... I mean I never expected him to be so bold last night," I responded as we walked around looking at the different sexy underwear and outfits around us.

"Yeah, I mean I always thought he was a stickler from what you told me. I guess you were just too irresistible last night," she responded looking at an all red two piece set.

"Whatever it was, I felt like I couldn't breathe. But it was different than with Lucas," I said, thinking of the different emotions between the two. When it came to Lucas, he made me nervous sexually, and I felt as if he was there to help me explore my body and entice me. Henry, on the other hand, was more real to me. There was more than just sexual tension and I think that was what held us both back.

"This is why you have to taste the rainbow. Every guy is different and good at different things. Like if I want to be in cahrge, I call Darrell... If I want to be controlled and dominated I call Garret. If I want fun and kinky, I call Ben. See, different guys for different wants," She explained as I listened to her advice closely.

"What if you can find a guy who can do it all?" I asked, raising my eyebrow. She let out a loud laugh, shaking her head.

"Yeah, no. Guy's are like one trick ponies. You may find one who is lucky enough to satisfy more than one need, but never all of them. Have fun until you find someone that satisfies enough of them," she remarked, as my eyes landed on a school girl outfit. I picked it up, thinking of Henry's kink. "Oooohh, going for some Role-play, huh?"She said as I bit my lip nervously.

"I don't know, maybe. Do you think I could pull it off?" I asked as she nodded quickly.

"Oh, this was made for you. You need to get it," she said as I nodded confidently, picking up the outfit. Maybe it was time to try something new.

After paying for the outfits we wandered to the next store on Hannah's agenda. It was a salon. "Can I get the Brazilian wax please," she said as I knitted my eyes in confusion. She looked over at me and raised an eyebrow. "And my friend, too," she said as I shook my head.

"Oh no, I couldn't. That.. that would be painful," I argued thinking of the wax ripping from my skin.

"Come on. If you're gonna play a schoolgirl, you need a bare hoo-haa to go with it!" She chirped as I bit my lip nervously. I debated back and forth on if I should do it or not. The question was who was I really doing it for...

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After getting the wax, I felt extreme pain between my thighs. I knew the ripping of the wax on my area would be painful, but jeez, how was I going to walk around work tomorrow with this feeling. I was currently in my room, doing some research when a soft knock appeared. "Come in," I spoke, knowing it could only be one of two people.

I entered Ben as I smiled a bit at seeing him. "Hey, Angel. I heard you got a little something done today," he spoke, raising one eyebrow as I sat up feeling embarrassed.

"Ugh, I told Hannah not to say anything!" I harped on getting up to say something to her for spilling my business.

"Well, you're gonna have to yell at her in the morning. She already left for work. She did say if I asked nicely though, you might let me see it," he remarked as I bit my lip, shaking my head.

"I.. I don't know. I've never been this bare before," I admitted pulling down my long t-shirt, trying to cover my underwear underneath.

"Pretty pleaseeee. I promise to just look and not touch. Unless you want me to," he said, as I blushed, looking at him sitting on my desk chair as I sat back on my bed.

"It's really sore," I remarked, with my legs still closed, afraid to reveal my newly waxed girl parts. I then slowly opened my legs and pulled my underwear to the side to show him seeing him bite his lip and look down at my area intensely. "Do... Does it look okay?" I asked as he wasted no time nodding his head.

"Angel, you truly look like an innocent little thing now," he said, making me close my legs.

"I thought it was supposed to be sexy," I harped as he shook his head.

"Trust me, it's the sexiest shit I've seen in a long time. If I didn't have a gig tonight and had to leave, I'd ravish that little pussy all night," he said, making my face heat up once again.

"Oh... well, thank you.." I uttered, kind of sad that he was leaving. He then got on his knees, placing his hands on my thighs.

"I have a few minutes though... if you want me to make your soreness go away," he said, before slowly opening my legs back up and tossing one leg over his shoulder. I took a breath before letting him slide my panties to the side and began licking my lips with his experienced tongue. He sucked on my clit, causing me to take a sharp breath at the feeling. It was still sore, but the pain actually heightened my ecstasy. In my heightened ecstasy, he moved a finger up and played at my entrance. His tongue felt so good, I didn't argue when he slowly slid a finger inside of me. "Shit, this is a tight pussy," he said slowly moving his finger in and out.

"Ohh.. B..Ben,"  I uttered as he didn't stop his tongue on my clit and his finger coaxing my insides. I felt the pressure build up on my stomach and I became afraid that I would release all over his face. "St..Stop,"  I tried to tell him , before my hips bucked and I squirted my juices all over him. To my surprise he removed his finger and replaced it with his mouth, licking up all my juices, making my orgasm last longer at the feeling.

As he pulled away I laid there shaking at the intense feeling. "I told Hannah you were gonna be a squirter," he said, moving up and kissing my lips, letting me taste myself on his lips.

I then felt his groin rub against me, clearly excited himself. "Do.. Do you want me to?" I asked, seeing him smirk.

"I have a rule. No orgasm's until after the gig. It helps get me pumped," he spoke as I raised my eyebrow at the odd tradition. Either way, I got some enjoyment and now I can prepare for work tomorrow. At Least I didn't have to worry about laying out underwear.

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