1. A shy girl - Part One


    Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: Lesbian, Author: MollysDream, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    ‘Get waxed.’ I sat there for a moment wondering what she meant, then went bright red when it dawned on me. ‘Oh my gosh, she means down there!’ Now that was definitely something I had never done, but I soon found myself at the counter of a beautician making an appointment before I even realised what I was doing. It was even more embarrassing to find myself lying on a bed, naked from the waist down in front of a strange woman. She did make it a little easier for me though by chatting the whole way through the ordeal. “Oh, and then Janine rings up at nine and says she won’t be in today, and I have a full book of clients. What am I meant to do? Now, you wanted the full Brazilian, didn’t you dear?” I nodded and she placed a stirrer in a hot tub of wax. “Excellent,” she said. “You’ll love it. Anyway, I had to ring Maria you know. She works part-time on weekends usually, but she has her kids and can’t just come at the drop of a hat...” I started to feel guilty about coming in unannounced, but she was soon finished and I was on my way. I felt quite tender and fresh downstairs as I walked all the way home. I couldn’t believe how smooth it felt and I have to admit that I kept touching myself there when I climbed into bed that night. It felt so good, and after the tension of the past week it took me no time before I was tingling all over and giving myself the first tremors of an orgasm. I tried to imagine that it was her fingers down there, gently stroking my moistness. It was nice, ...
    but in the end I still felt worked up and had trouble getting to sleep that night. I waited anxiously for her in the lecture theatre next day, and was tense the whole time as I ached for her to touch my leg, or hand, or anything. But no, she ignored me as usual and I was starting to feel a little teary when she got up and left. I couldn’t believe there was no note this time! Maybe she was just making fun of me. I didn’t know whether to be sad or angry. As I stood up, I noticed a little cardboard box on the floor, with the usual note attached to the top. I bent down and picked it up and slipped it inside my bag. I raced to the ladies room and closed the cubicle door, before pulling the parcel out of my bag. The box was small, about two inches square and tied with a pink ribbon. I unfolded the note and it simply read: ‘wear me’. I opened the box and inside was a small plastic butterfly with straps attached. I was a bit confused at first, until I realised what it was. I turned it over, but there were no buttons or anything. Maybe it just works on bodyheat or something, I thought to myself. I had no idea, but slipped my legs through the straps. The butterfly nestled perfectly against the folds of my pussy, but it didn’t seem to do anything. It felt kind of nice, but I thought maybe it was just meant to be decorative, sort of like a thong. I tried it on again when I got in bed that night, but I still couldn’t figure out how to make it work. I took it off and put it back in the box, ...
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