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A Seductive Surprise - part 2
You stand in the middle of your living room, surrounded by flickering candles and soft music playing in the background. Hendrix is standing in front of you, his eyes locked on yours as he takes in the sensual Wax Play haven you’ve created for him. There’s a nervous energy between you both, but also an undeniable excitement for what’s to come.
Hendrix clears his throat and breaks the silence. ‘I never thought I’d be doing something like this,’ he admits with a sheepish smile. ‘But being here with you … it feels right.’
You return his smile, your heart warming at his words. ‘I know what you mean. I never expected to find someone who understands me the way you do.’
Hendrix steps closer, taking your hand in his. ‘Then let’s explore this new side of ourselves together,’ he says, his voice low and seductive.
With a nod, you lead him over to the massage table you’ve set up in the center of the room. It’s covered with soft towels and pillows, creating a comfortable and inviting space for your Wax Play scene.
As Hendrix lies down on the table, he looks up at you with anticipation. You can see the trust shining in his eyes, and it fills you with confidence and desire.
You start by drizzling warm wax onto his chest, letting it pool in the hollow of his collarbone before moving on to his stomach. Hendrix gasps as the hot liquid touches his skin, his muscles tensing beneath your fingertips.
‘Relax,’ you whisper, tracing the wax with your fingers and spreading it across his abdomen. ‘I’m in control here.’
Hendrix takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, visibly trying to relax as he surrenders to your touch. You continue to drizzle wax onto his body, exploring the curves and dips of his muscles with each drop. The scent of beeswax fills the air, mingling with the soft music and creating an intoxicating atmosphere.
As you work, you can’t help but admire Hendrix’s body – the way his chest rises and falls with each breath, the defined lines of his abs, and the soft trail of hair leading from his navel to the waistband of his boxers. He is truly a work of art, and you feel privileged to be the one bringing this sensual experience to life for him.
Hendrix moans softly as you trace the wax along his inner thighs, coming dangerously close to the edge of his boxers. You can see the outline of his erection pressing against the fabric, and it’s clear that he’s enjoying every moment of this experience.
You decide to tease him further by dipping your finger into a bowl of cool water and tracing it along the path of hot wax on his skin. Hendrix jerks at the sudden contrast in temperature, letting out a surprised laugh.
‘I didn’t know you had such a sadistic side,’ he says with a grin.
You smile mischievously. ‘There’s a lot you don’t know about me yet.’
As you continue to explore Hendrix’s body with the wax, you can feel your own arousal building. The sight of him lying beneath you, trusting you completely, is incredibly erotic and empowering. You realize that taking control in this scene is bringing out a new side of yourself – one that is confident, assertive, and unafraid to explore your desires.
Hendrix must sense the change in you as well, because he suddenly becomes more open about his own fears and insecurities. ‘I’ve always been afraid of commitment,’ he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. ‘But being with you, exploring this fetish together … it’s helping me confront those fears.’
You pause in your wax play to look at him, surprised by his admission. ‘I never would have guessed that about you,’ you say honestly.
Hendrix shrugs. ‘It’s not something I like to talk about, but … being with you makes me want to be better. To overcome my fears and give us a chance.’
Your heart swells at his words, and you feel an overwhelming sense of connection to him. You lean down and kiss him softly, your lips lingering against his as you savor the moment.
‘I want that too,’ you whisper. ‘I want us to be together.’
Hendrix smiles and pulls you closer, deepening the kiss as he wraps his arms around you. The heat between you is undeniable, and it’s clear that your shared Wax Play fetish has opened the door to a deeper connection and understanding of each other’s vulnerabilities.
As the night wears on, you continue to explore your desires together, pushing boundaries and discovering new depths of intimacy. The candles burn low, casting flickering shadows across your entwined bodies as you lose yourself in the sensual haze of Wax Play and each other’s touch.
However, just as you’re both about to reach the peak of pleasure, your phone suddenly buzzes with an incoming call or message – one that could potentially threaten the newfound closeness and trust between you. The tension in the air is palpable as you hesitate, unsure whether to answer it or ignore it completely.
You and Hendrix are frozen for a moment, the buzzing of your phone interrupting the intimate atmosphere you’ve created. The tension in the air is palpable as you both hesitate, unsure whether to answer it or ignore it completely.
‘Should we…?’ Hendrix starts, but trails off, leaving the question hanging between you.
You shake your head, reaching for his hand. ‘No,’ you say firmly. ‘Not now.’
Hendrix nods in agreement, and the spell between you isn’t broken as you continue to explore each other’s bodies with your mouths. Your lips meet in a passionate kiss, tongues intertwining as you taste the remnants of the wax on each other’s skin.
‘I wonder what would happen if I did this…’ Hendrix murmurs against your neck, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. He trails kisses along your collarbone, nipping gently at your sensitive skin.
You moan softly in response, arching your back to give him better access. ‘Do it,’ you whisper encouragingly. ‘I want to feel your mouth on me.’
Hendrix waste no time in obliging, his lips moving lower to capture one of your nipples between his teeth. He sucks gently, flicking his tongue over the hardened peak before moving on to the other breast.
You can’t help but cry out at the sensation, your hands tangling in his hair as you guide him closer. ‘Yes,’ you pant, ‘right there.’
Hendrix responds by increasing the pressure, alternating between sucking and licking each nipple until they’re both achingly hard. He moves lower still, kissing a trail of fire down your stomach, making you squirm with anticipation.
When he finally reaches the waistband of your thong, he looks up at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. ‘Are you ready for more?’ he asks, his voice low and husky.
‘God, yes,’ you reply breathlessly, lifting your hips to allow him to slide the thong down your legs.
Hendrix takes his time, kissing and licking every inch of newly exposed skin as he goes. By the time he finally reaches your core, you’re practically trembling with need.
He pauses for a moment, looking up at you with a question in his eyes. ‘Can I taste you?’ he asks softly.
You nod eagerly, spreading your legs wider to give him better access. Hendrix doesn’t hesitate, dipping his head between your thighs and running his tongue along your wet folds.
‘Oh, god,’ you moan as he begins to explore your most intimate areas with his mouth. His tongue darts in and out of your entrance, teasing your sensitive flesh until you’re on the verge of climax.
Hendrix seems to sense your impending release, slowing down his movements to draw out the pleasure. He focuses on your clit, circling it with his tongue before sucking gently, sending waves of sensation through your entire body.
You cry out in ecstasy as you reach your climax, your fingers tightening in Hendrix’s hair as he continues to lap at your sensitive flesh until the last tremor subsides.
As your breathing returns to normal, you glance down at Hendrix, who’s looking up at you with a mix of satisfaction and desire in his eyes. ‘Your turn,’ he says hoarsely, gesturing for you to take your place between his legs.
You waste no time in complying, eager to return the pleasure he’s given you. You start by kissing and licking your way down his chest, paying special attention to his nipples before moving lower.
When you reach the waistband of his pants, you undo them slowly, revealing the large, hard cock that’s been straining against the fabric. You can’t help but admire it for a moment before leaning in and taking him into your mouth.
Hendrix groans at the sensation, his hips bucking slightly as you begin to bob your head up and down his shaft. Your hands explore his thighs and lower abdomen, feeling the taut muscles beneath his skin.
You vary your pace and pressure, sometimes slow and gentle, other times fast and hard, as you try to read Hendrix’s reactions and give him the most pleasure possible.
He seems to appreciate your efforts, moaning and gasping as you continue to suck and lick his cock. His hands move to your head, guiding you deeper onto him before pulling you away again.
You look up at him, meeting his gaze as you continue to pleasure him with your mouth. There’s a connection between you that goes beyond the physical, an understanding of each other’s desires and needs that only seems to grow stronger with each touch.
As Hendrix nears his climax, he pulls you away from him gently, shaking his head. ‘Not yet,’ he says breathlessly. ‘I want to feel you around me.’
You nod in understanding, moving back up his body and straddling his hips. You guide his cock to your entrance, slowly lowering yourself onto him until he’s buried deep inside you.
Hendrix groans at the sensation, his hands gripping your hips tightly as you begin to ride him. You move up and down his shaft, finding a rhythm that feels good for both of you.
As the pleasure builds, you lean forward, resting your hands on Hendrix’s chest as you continue to grind against him. His fingers splay across your lower back, urging you on as you move faster and faster.
You feel yourself approaching climax again, your breath coming in short gasps as the sensation builds. Hendrix seems to sense it too, his movements becoming more urgent as he drives himself deeper into you.
With a final cry of pleasure, you reach your peak, your entire body shuddering with the force of your orgasm. Hendrix follows suit moments later, his hips bucking beneath you as he empties himself inside you.
You collapse onto his chest, both of you breathing heavily as you try to process the intensity of what just happened. Your hearts pound in unison, your bodies still connected as the aftershocks of pleasure continue to ripple through you.
‘I can’t believe how good that was,’ Hendrix says finally, his voice barely above a whisper.
You nod in agreement, unable to find the words to express the depth of your feelings. Instead, you simply wrap your arms around him and hold on tight, content to bask in the afterglow of your shared experience.