It Started With A Story

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"Spread your legs, wider. Good now don't move I don't want to cut you."

My whole body was tensed as I watched him. My arms had been tied to the headboard and I was partially sitting up on the bed. A towel was under my butt and Michael was laying between my thighs devices at the ready.

Michael pumped some foaming lather onto his hand and rubbed it in into my mound, pussy and ass cheeks. He brought his cup of water closer and raised his hand bringing down the first stroke of the razor over my mound.

It slid easily down removing all traces of hair leaving smooth brown skin behind. Michael was focused and took his time making sure to not nick me and remove every piece of hair from me.

When it was finally over I was a mess. The foam had a mint fragrance leaving behind a tingling sensation over my pussy area. His constant warm breath had brushed over my skin for the last fifteen minutes arousing me further.

When he had removed all traces of shaving cream from me with a wet rag, he used a towel to dry me then rubbed a scented oil into my new bare skin.

I moaned my hips pushing out towards his rough fingers as he massaged my mound, my pussy lips and hole.

"Michael?"

"Yeah."

"Can I, can you..."

He continued massaging me now avoiding my clit.

"What do you want Kia, ask me baby."

"Can you please ....oh ......please make me cum?"

"No"

I groaned unhappily knowing by now no amount of begging would change his mind when he already had a set answer.

My thighs were shaking and my forever swollen pussy was in so much pain with the constant swelling and pressure from being constantly aroused without release. Even the little things like peeing were causing small amounts of pleasure to ripple through me whenever I'd go.

"Why Michael? Please uh..... tell me why you...
fuck.... why do you make me wait?"

"If you haven't guessed by now I am a great lover of orgasm denial. I feel so much pleasure in doing this to you. So much pleasure in making your every thought and body function think of me and cumming . I love doing this to you it brings me so much pleasure. Don't you want me to have pleasure toy, don't you like me to use your body for my pleasure?"

"Yes I'm just, I'm... I... I don't know how much more I can take."

Tears were streaming from my eyes. There was just so much built up fustration and arousal going through me it was over bearing.

Michael's body slid over mine holding my shaking body.

"Shhhhhh.....shhhhhhh it's okay. I know it hurts. I know you want release. Trust me when I finally give you want you want you'll be so happy I made you wait. Do you believe me?"

"Yes.... yes. Can I... have a kiss please?"

"Of course."

I moaned wrapping my legs around his waist grinding myself into him taking any stimulation he allowed me.

Michael was biting at my lips sliding his tongue across them as well while simultaneously pulling at my tender nipples.

"Please I need..."

"You need whatever I give you and nothing more right?"

"But it hurts."

"i know baby, I like it. I enjoy it you'll bare it for me right?"