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Wax Play Temptation - part 2
You stand outside Tristan’s apartment building, taking a deep breath to calm your nerves. The thought of exploring wax play further with him sends a thrill through your body, but you can’t help feeling self-conscious about revealing your kinks. As you gather the courage to knock on his door, Tristan swings it open, greeting you with a warm smile.
‘Hey there,’ he says, leaning in for a kiss. ‘Ready to get messy?’
You nod, returning his kiss before following him inside. The spacious loft is filled with natural light, and the mix of modern minimalism and bohemian flair makes you feel instantly at home. You can’t help but admire Tristan’s taste as he leads you to the bedroom area, where a large, comfortable bed dominates the space.
Tristan rummages through a drawer, pulling out an assortment of candles in various colors and scents. ‘I thought we could try something different this time,’ he says, showing you the selection. ‘How about these?’
You nod, feeling your excitement build as you imagine the warm wax dripping onto your skin. Tristan sets up a small table with the candles and other supplies, then turns to face you, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
‘So, what did you have in mind for tonight?’ he asks, running a hand through his short-cropped dark hair. ‘Any specific fantasies or desires you want to explore?’
You hesitate, unsure how much to reveal about your kinks. But Tristan’s openness and easygoing demeanor put you at ease, and you find yourself sharing a secret desire that has always intrigued you. As you speak, he listens intently, his eyes never leaving yours.
‘I’ve always been curious about…’ You trail off, feeling your cheeks flush with embarrassment. ‘Never mind. It’s probably too much.’
Tristan smiles reassuringly. ‘Hey, there’s nothing too much in here. We’re exploring together, remember? Whatever it is, I want to know.’
You take a deep breath and continue, the words tumbling out in a rush. As you share your fantasy, Tristan’s expression changes from curiosity to understanding, and finally, to hunger. He steps closer, cupping your face in his hands as he leans in for a passionate kiss.
‘I want that too,’ he whispers against your lips. ‘Let’s make it happen.’
As Tristan begins setting up for the scene, he shares a personal story or experience that makes you see him in a new light, deepening your emotional connection. You can’t help but feel grateful for his openness and honesty, and the trust that continues to grow between you.
Once everything is ready, Tristan guides you to the bed, helping you lie down on your back. He lights the candles, their warm glow casting a sensual atmosphere over the room. Then, he picks up a candle and drips a small amount of wax onto your skin, just above your navel.
You gasp as the warm wax touches your sensitive flesh, the sudden heat sending a jolt of pleasure through your body. Tristan smiles at your reaction, his eyes dark with desire as he continues to drip wax onto your skin in intricate patterns.
‘Does that feel good?’ he asks, his voice low and husky. ‘Do you like the way it feels when the wax drips onto your skin?’
You moan in response, unable to form coherent words as the warmth spreads across your body. Tristan teases you mercilessly, describing in detail what he wants to do to you during the session, building anticipation and excitement.
As the wax play continues, your arousal reaches fever pitch. You cry out as the warm wax drips onto your breasts, making you sound incredibly turned on and fueling Tristan’s desire to continue exploring your shared kink. He drips wax onto your inner thighs, tracing a line ever closer to your center, until you can’t take it anymore.
‘Please,’ you beg, arching your back off the bed. ‘I need…’
Tristan nods, understanding your unspoken request. He sets aside the candles and moves between your legs, his fingers seeking out your swollen clit as he begins to stroke it gently. The combination of sensations – the warm wax on your skin and Tristan’s skilled touch – sends you hurtling towards an intense orgasm.
Your body shudders with pleasure as you climax, your cries echoing through the loft as Tristan continues to tease and please you. As the waves of pleasure subside, he kisses his way up your body, his lips caressing your skin as he removes the wax gently.
Once everything is cleaned up, you cuddle up on his bed, discussing your favorite moments from the evening and sharing intimate secrets, highlighting your growing bond. Tristan’s arms wrap around you protectively, making you feel safe and cherished as you drift off to sleep in his embrace.
As Tristan cleans up the wax from your body after your intense orgasm, you feel a mix of satisfaction and longing for more. He gently wipes away any excess wax, his touch tender and caring. Once everything is cleaned up, he pulls you close, wrapping his arms around you protectively as you both lie on the bed.
‘That was incredible,’ Tristan whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. ‘I love watching you squirm under my touch. You’re so beautiful when you’re turned on.’
Your heart flutters at his words, and you can’t help but blush. ‘Thank you,’ you say softly. ‘You make me feel so safe and comfortable.’
Tristan smiles, his eyes filled with desire. ‘I’m glad to hear that,’ he says. ‘Because I want to keep exploring this with you.’
He leans in and kisses you passionately, his tongue probing your mouth as his hands roam over your body. You moan into the kiss, feeling the heat between your legs intensify.
Suddenly, Tristan pulls away and picks up a candle from the nightstand. He lights it and holds it above your body, barely touching your skin but creating an electrifying sensation. You gasp as he traces the flame along your arms, your stomach, and finally, your breasts.
He pauses at your nipples, circling them with the flame before blowing it out and replacing it with his mouth. He sucks gently on your breasts, flicking his tongue over your sensitive nipples as you moan ‘Oh god, that feels amazing.’
Tristan chuckles softly and moves down your body, his lips leaving a trail of fire on your skin. When he reaches your inner thighs, he pauses, looking up at you with a mischievous grin.
‘Ready for more?’ he asks.
You nod eagerly, your heart racing with anticipation. Tristan picks up the candle again and drips hot wax onto your inner thighs, just above your knees. You gasp as the warm liquid hits your skin, sending shivers through your body.
‘Oh my god,’ you moan, arching your back as the wax trickles down your legs. ‘That feels incredible.’
Tristan watches you intently, his eyes filled with desire. ‘I love seeing you like this,’ he says, his voice low and husky. ‘You’re so sexy when you’re turned on.’
He leans forward and begins to lick the wax off your skin, his tongue tracing a path from your knees up to your thighs. You moan as his mouth moves closer to your center, the combination of sensations driving you wild with desire.
Suddenly, Tristan stops and looks at you with a playful smile. ‘Your turn,’ he says, handing you a candle.
You take it from him, feeling a rush of excitement course through your veins. You light the candle and hold it above his body, just as he did to you. He lies back on the bed, his eyes never leaving yours as you trace the flame along his chest, his abs, and finally, his navel.
The wax pools in his belly button, and you can’t resist the urge to lean forward and lick it off. Tristan moans softly as your tongue swirls around his navel, his hands gripping the sheets tightly.
You continue to explore his body with the candle, dripping hot wax onto his chest and stomach. He gasps and moans with each drop, his reactions fueling your desire to push him further.
‘You have the most incredible body,’ you say, admiring the way the wax glistens on his skin. ‘And your reactions are driving me wild.’
Tristan grins up at you, his eyes filled with lust. ‘I can’t get enough of this,’ he says. ‘I want to keep exploring our kinks together.’
You smile, feeling a sense of connection and intimacy that goes beyond the physical. ‘Me too,’ you say softly. ‘I never knew I could feel like this.’
Just then, your phone rings, breaking the spell. You both freeze for a moment before Tristan reaches over to grab it from the nightstand. He looks at the screen and sighs.
‘It’s one of our friends from the party,’ he says, handing you the phone. ‘They’re probably wondering where we disappeared to.’
You quickly get dressed and answer the call, making up an excuse for why you left the party early. After assuring your friend that everything is fine, you end the call and turn back to Tristan.
He’s already dressed and standing by the door, a wistful expression on his face. ‘I had an amazing time tonight,’ he says softly. ‘Thank you for sharing this with me.’
You smile, feeling a warmth in your chest as you look into his eyes. ‘I did too,’ you say sincerely. ‘I can’t wait to do it again.’
Tristan grins and leans in to kiss you passionately one last time. ‘Me neither,’ he whispers against your lips. ‘I’ll call you soon so we can plan our next encounter.’
With that, he opens the door and steps out into the hallway. You watch him go, a mixture of satisfaction and longing filling your heart as the night draws to a close.