I Can't Believe He Shaved Me! (Kari's Lessons) Read online

  When I was sufficiently cleaned up, Max applied some shaving cream. The lotion was smooth against my skin and had a tingly menthol feel.

  I was still uncomfortable. I wanted Max, but not like this. The fact that he had such an up close and personal view of my cunt made me feel more vulnerable than I’d ever felt before. I struggled to breathe, it felt like I was having some kind of panic attack.

  “Calm down sweetheart. There’s nothing to be scared of.”

  To emphasize his point Max parted my pussy lips with his fingers and gave my clit another little stroke. This time I gasped with surprise. The menthol shaving foam added a new intense sensation that made my clit tingle. It was almost too much to take.

  Max placed one hand on my tummy and pressed down, forcing my hips flat against the table. I hadn’t even noticed I’d been thrusting them upwards. As much as I wanted to deny this, my body certainly seemed to be fairly eager. Almost embarrassingly so. I’m sure that to Max I must have looked desperate.

  I felt the scrape of a razor tugging at the sensitive skin of my mound. I winced as it caught on a stray hair, but mostly the shaving cream made it all fairly smooth. After a couple of short scrapes Max tapped the razor against the side of the bowl. Tap tap tap. And returned to remove some more hair.

  I tried to relax a little. Like going to the salon or getting a treatment, part of the experience was supposed to be the luxury of having someone else maintain your body. Max was taking his time, doing a workmanlike job. Each little scrape was followed by the same tap tap tap of the razor against the plastic bowl.

  Scrape, scrape, tap tap tap.

  When he placed the hot towel against me again I gave a little squeak of surprise. The hot water on my bare skin tingled and almost stung, but that sensation passed. I longed to see it. When I thought about how it would look it felt like I had butterflies going crazy in my stomach.

  But Max wasn’t done yet. If I had thought I had been vulnerable before it was nothing compared to how I felt when Max applied the shaving foam liberally over my cunt and down along the crack of my ass.

  He, this man who insisted I called him Daddy, was going to see everything. Nothing would be hidden from him and from this point forward, whenever we interacted in any way, I was going to feel this hanging over us. How would I be able to look him in the eye without feeling burning shame?

  As he probed and prodded, working the razor gently against my most sensitive parts all I could muster was a whimper of protest that was soon replaced with more moans and groans. Why did it have to feel so good? I was trying not to respond to his touch, but I could feel my pussy becoming wet all over again. I didn’t understand how I could feel so completely exposed and humiliated... but still want it so much.

  I endured the humiliation for another ten minutes before he stood and went to get some fresh water. When he was done he took his time toweling me down for the last time. Then he splashed something cold against my skin. I prepared to scream, but it wasn’t aftershave, just some kind of soothing lotion. It felt luxurious and soft and took all the sting out of my freshly shaved skin.

  I didn’t feel any different, but I desperately wanted to see it. I had an image in my head of what I must have looked like. Completely bare, my skin smooth soft and pink.

  I was about to ask Daddy if I could go and have a look, but before I got a chance I felt his finger again. This time he started right down in the crack of my ass.

  Everything felt soft and lubricated by the lotion and I felt a sudden urge to slide myself forwards and feel that finger in my ass. However I missed my chance as the finger traveled upwards, between my lips once more. Oh God that felt good. I moaned and forced my freshly shaved crotch forwards, desperate for more.

  “Oh Daddy please,” I begged him. He laughed and I felt his finger slide deep inside me. My pussy was contracting around it as I tried to hold him there. But it was no use, I was far too wet and slippery and he slid out again.

  Max brought the finger to his lips, inhaling deeply and closing his eyes as he exhaled.

  “You smell divine Kari. You look amazing, you smell divine and I bet you taste...”

  He couldn’t resist.

  I wanted to protest. This was so wrong. This crossed so many lines that could never be uncrossed. I wanted to tell him no and run from the room, but that wasn’t going to happen. I wanted him too much and my body felt like it had been primed, ready to explode.

  Max... Daddy, he was Daddy right now, bent low and placed his face against me. I could feel him there, flush against me as he inhaled me, getting his fill of my scent. His arms slid under my legs and up along my thighs. He found my forearms and gripped them tightly, pulling me to him, pulling me harder against his face.

  “Oh... oh God.” I felt a sudden urge to cry. He wasn’t even doing anything yet, and my body screamed at me, begging me to provide it with what it needed. And then, just as I felt like I would explode I felt his tongue against me.

  It started at my ass, pressed hard against my tight rose. I could feel myself clench up as soon as he made contact, but it felt so good. He hardened his tongue and traveled upwards, parting my lips once more forcing and itself into my trembling pussy. More, I wanted more... and I got more.

  His tongue, flattened now, pressed firmly against my clit and circled. I took a massive gasp of air. I needed it, I needed to ready myself. The muscles in the back of my legs were trembling as his circling tongue brought me to the brink of orgasm.

  And then it was gone.

  “Noooo. Oh... Oh shit oh fuck. Daddy please.” I thrust my hips upwards, desperately trying to find his tongue again. When that didn't work, I tried to free my hands, but he held my arms tight and I could not. I whimpered and writhed and bucked against him.

  “Now we see the real you don’t we?” He grinned down at me, his chin glistening with my juices. “None of the cutesy... please don’t spank me Daddy bullshit. No attention whore shenanigans with your hot friend. I can see you Kari. I can see who you are. And what you want. And what you need. You’re going to have to earn it though.”

  “Please. Please Daddy whatever you say.” Even as I said it I could feel my orgasm slipping away. It would have been amazing. It would have been like nothing else and now it was going, going and gone. It left me with an overwhelming need deep down in my guts. A need that fueled me. I would do anything. Anything to feel like that again. That was it. That was what he saw in me.

  He pulled me forward, lifting me off the counter and lowering me to the floor. I almost toppled, my legs were so shaky. It felt as if the lower half of my body had turned to liquid. I stood in front of him for a moment, naked, tiny and exposed, before reaching for the buckle of his jeans.

  He didn’t push me away. He didn’t say no. The time was right and we both knew it. This is how I would earn it.

  I sunk to my knees in front of him.

  When I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down his cock jumped straight out at me like a beast that had been waiting to be freed. It was rock-hard and ramrod-straight.

  It was big. I’m not sure what I’d been expecting. But it seemed really big. I’d held a couple of hard cocks in my hand, but that was about it. I’d never had one right up in my face like this before. His shaft was so hard it looked almost painful. And his head, purple and engorged, bobbed cheekily up and down in front of me, inches from my lips.

  I wasn’t really sure how to approach it. I mean we’ve all seen the videos right? Girls gagging on massive cocks, their mascara running, drool dripping from their chins. I didn’t know if I could do that. I’d choke for sure.

  For now I just wrapped the fingers of one hand around it and pulled it down a little, bringing that big purple head in line with my lips. I flicked at it with my tongue. There was already something clear leaking from the tip and I tasted it. Salty. Not unpleasant.

  I became a little more ambitious and began to alternate between kissing and licking the head. Max gave a grunt of approval and I felt a strong ha
nd on the top of my head, forcing my mouth against his cock.

  “No hands,” he said, “no hands, just your mouth.”

  I brought my hands to my side, but they felt odd and in the way sitting there, so I brought them together in front of me. I couldn’t resist sliding one of them down between my legs to feel my brand new soft bald pussy for the first time.

  It was amazing. Max had done such a good job I couldn’t even feel any stubble, let alone hair. It just felt so incredibly sexy, from the smooth convex curve of my mound, down to my damp, puffy lips. Just thinking about it turned me on and I felt a growing ball of pleasure inside me.

  I smiled to myself and returned my attention to Max’s big hard cock. Without hands, any little kisses or nibbles resulted in me pushing his cock away and ending up with it pressed against my face at an awkward angle.

  I knew there was only one way I would be able to please him without using my hands. I looked up at him and licked my lips. He was smiling down at me. A smile that was impossible to read. I had no idea what I was to him, but at that moment I didn’t really care. I just wanted to please him.

  I wanted to make him come with my mouth.

  I shuffled a little closer and opened my mouth wide. Max helped me by guiding my head forward against his cock. He forced himself against me and when he met resistance I was forced to open my mouth even wider to accommodate his broad head.

  Now he was inside me I was able to close my lips a little, forming them into a perfect O, that held his shaft. There wasn’t much room in my mouth but I was able to work my tongue around him.

  Max grunted with pleasure as I toyed with his head. I circled and flicked and licked. He enjoyed it, but I could tell it would not be enough.

  I took a deep breath through my nose and bobbed forward. I loved the feel of his shaft passing my lips but I began to struggle for breath immediately. I wanted to pull back and give myself some air but Max’s strong hands clamped down on my head and wouldn’t let me.

  I panicked for a moment. Everything suddenly seemed so urgent and I began breathing rapidly, desperate for oxygen. And then I realized that it was OK, I was breathing. I could breath through my nose.

  Feeling a little foolish, I began to rock back and forth. Keeping the head of Max’s cock in my mouth as I worked my way back and forwards along the first couple of inches of his shaft.

  I was getting used to it and although my jaw hurt a little I thought I was doing OK. As I worked up to a steady rhythm sucking Max’s cock I allowed my hand to drift between my legs. To find my bare wet pussy and rub against my sensitive clit again.

  I moaned, the sound muffled by his member. But he seemed to enjoy the vibrations and moaned back at me. This time he held the sides of my head gently and pulled me to him as he encouraged me.

  “You can do it baby. Take me deeper. Show Daddy how well you can do it.”

  It felt like I was melting. I needed to show him that I could do this. I wanted to impress him more than ever. I pushed my head forward and felt the head of his cock butt up against my throat.

  I Immediately began gagging and choking. But again he held me there. Forcing me to overcome my need to pull back and breathe fresh air.

  I tried to calm myself and soon I had returned to rhythmically fucking him with my mouth. Except this time he was deeper. I wasn’t taking him all. Not yet, but I was getting there. I was showing him how good I was at this. I felt a ridiculous sense of pride wash over me and I double my efforts to take more of his cock into my mouth and throat.

  “Oh yeah. You’re good at this baby. You’re a natural. I knew you would be. Fuck me with your mouth. Fuck Daddy with your mouth. Oh God damn that’s good.”

  I’d never heard Max talk like this before. It was crazy hot. He’d always been so uptight and proper, even when he was spanking me. There was a rising tone in his voice that suggested he was close to losing control.

  I was fucking him now. I ignored the instincts that told me to choke and gag and just forced his cock as deep as I could each time I thrust forward.

  “Ungh... Oh fuck. Oh yeah. Daddy’s gonna.... Daddy’s gonna...”

  He grabbed my head and thrust deep into my throat as he began to come. I could feel it bubbling up the length of his shaft before exploding out of him. A blast of hot sticky cum filled me and I began to cough and splutter immediately.

  He was yelling as he pulled out but I missed the words. I gasped for breath as my mouth filled with cum. It oozed from the side of my lips as I choked on it. Then his head left my mouth entirely and another blast painted my lips as I brought my hands up to grab his cock and hold it tight as he sprayed a massive load on my face.

  As his orgasm subsided his cock jumped and twitched in my hand. His breathing was ragged and he was gasping for air with every breath. I let one of my hands drift down between my legs again.

  That had easily been the hottest thing I’d ever done. and I was just so totally turned on right now. I looked up at him imploringly. I must have looked a mess. I could barely see out of one eye it was so gummed up with cum, and I could feel it dripping from my hair and chin.

  He scooped me up, easily lifting my slight frame, and put me back on the counter. It was clear he thought I had earned my reward.

  “Oh yes... Oh God.”

  He barely had to do anything. His tongue found my clit and worked against it. Hard and firm, it was too much for me. The orgasm that had been building inside me since he had first told me to strip began to unravel and it was so intense it frightened me.

  I scissored my legs and wrapped them around Max’s shoulders. Pulling him close against me as my back arched and I felt like I was going to snap. Every muscle in my body was taut as the wave of pleasure hit.

  “Ohhhh Daddy.... Ohhhhhh Fuck.”

  I spasmed against him. My body jumping and shuddering against the counter. I didn’t hold back. I screamed in ecstasy until my already tender throat was raw. My body was still twitching and jolting as if I had no control over it as the orgasm passed and I slowly came back down to Earth.

  I lay there panting like a dog.

  “Oh... fuck.”

  “Watch your language.” Max was grinning as he reached up and playfully tweaked one of my nipples. “I think you better go and clean up. As adorable as you look with my cum drying all over your face, you haven’t finished your chores yet.”

  I nodded, still panting. “Yes Daddy. Thank you Daddy. Thank you so much. I promise I’ll be a good girl now.”

  I had no idea what was going on here. What we meant to each other and what was going to happen next. But I liked it that way. And one thing was for sure, even if I was a good girl... I wasn’t going to be that good.

  I grinned as I passed him. I couldn’t wait to get to the bathroom and check out my freshly shaved pussy in the mirror. I was sure it looked as sexy as it felt.

  I was right.

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