Page 76 of Just for Fun
A mischievous grin lights up his entire face. ”I got an idea.”
He jumps out of bed, leaving me hanging as I follow him with my eyes until he disappears into the bathroom. I hear the shower door opening, then a couple of things falling off my shelf in there. When they hit the tub, the sound echoes. The shower door slams closed, then the water in the sink is turned on but only for a second.
Kyle finally appears in the doorway, a few items in his hands.
”W-what is all that?” I stammer.
Without saying a word, he places everything at the foot of the bed, then, with no warning or much ceremony, he pulls the covers off me.
I am so startled, I don’t know what to do. My first instinct is to cover my breast, but then I realizes that my other parts are on display as well, so I place the palm of my hand in between my legs, wincing a bit when I feel how thick the hair is on there.
As if he can read my mind, Kyle chuckles. “We are going to take care of that,” he says. “Right now.”
I come up in a low crunch, the placement of my arms and hands making it hard for me to sit up all the way.
”We… What?”
He grabs my ankles and pulls me closer to him as he drops to his knees in one swoop. When I try to close my legs, he pulls me lower yet, putting each leg under his arms to hold me in place. I am now spread open and with his head right in between.
”Kyle, what are you doing? This is crazy!”
”We…” He grabs something off the bed from where he dropped the things he got from the bathroom. “Are going to shave your pussy.”
I have so many emotions swirling inside of me in this moment, surprise being number one. That was the last thing I expected him to say to me.
He doesn’t wait for me to respond. Instead, he picks up what I can see if a wet washcloth. When he presses it in between mylegs, it feels nice and warm. He holds it there for a minute when his eyes meet mine. He winks at me, then continues with his plan.
I’m sure that if I asked him to stop, he would without hesitation. But I surprise myself when I realize that I don’t want him to stop. Further yet, I am getting wetter by the second.
Kyle removes the washcloths and places it back on the bed. The towel he covered my comforter with earlier is still there, so he slides it under my hips.
Next step is a pair of scissors that I recognize from my drawer in the bathroom. He starts trimming around without saying a word to me. I try to lift my head and look, but it’s an awkward position, so I lie back and wait. Before long he is done but not with me, only with the scissors.
He then brings up the can of shaving cream I use for my legs and pits, shaking it vigorously. Once he is satisfied with that, he takes the cap off and start spraying.
I jump at the first contact. It feels weird despite the fact that it’s weightless. Kyle starts spreading it around, making me squirm in place. With gentle moves, he starts running a razor over my skin, and I have to slap a hand over my mouth so I can stop myself from moaning out loud. Who would’ve thought that him shaving me down there could be such an erotic experience?
He is done before I am ready for him to stop. Picking up the washcloth he used before, he wipes the leftover shaving cream off me, his moves sure and precise.
”And now, the main event.”
I don’t have time to ask what he means when I feel his mouth on me. It’s so much different now, like his lips are on my tender skin whereas before, he was touching me trough a thick layer of pubic hair.
On instinct, my hands reach for his hair. I pull, maybe a little too hard, when he flicks the tip of his tongue against my clit. The rush of pleasure is so sudden, I panic.
”Kyle!” I scream in the quiet room. “I think I’m…”
There is no time for me to finish the sentence. An orgasm so powerful that it blinds me crashes into me, and I become unaware of my surroundings.
Somewhere in the distance, I feel Kyle moving from in between my legs. I want him to stay, but I can’t form words. Thankfully, he comes back to me, but this time, not with his mouth. I feel him pushing inside of me without any ceremony, and I more than welcome the intensity.
As I ride the wave of pleasure, I can feel him moving faster and faster, his thumbs digging holes into my hips. My eyes are squeezed shot, and my back is arched as I am praying that this feeling will never end.
Nonetheless, it does. With a loud groan, Kyle reaches the pinnacle of his pleasure. That is followed by his crashing into me from above.
”So good,” I whisper while wrapping my arms around his neck. “So good…”
I know I said this was only temporary and just for fun, but I already miss him.
