NOVEL NEXT Chapter 514: Moth To A Flame
I began at the top of her mound, where the hair was the thickest. With a steady hand, I applied the razor, moving it in long, gentle strokes down the centre, the blade cutting through the shaving cream and hair with ease.
"Hmmm!♡~ Slowly, Daddy!♡~"
The feel of the razor against her skin was initially a shock, the cool metal contrasting sharply with her warm flesh. I could see Bella's muscles tense slightly, but as the razor moved, leaving behind smooth skin, her tension seemed to melt into something more akin to anticipation.
Moving to the sides, I angled the razor to follow the natural curve of her body, the blade gliding along the contours of her outer labia. Here, the hair was finer but still required careful attention. Each stroke was deliberate, the razor barely touching her skin, the sound of it almost hypnotic.
"Ahhh!♡~ Shhh!♡~ I-It's so sharp!♡~"
Bella's breath caught with each glide, the coolness of the blade against her sensitive area sending a shiver down her spine, her fear turning into a different kind of thrill.
I then gently spread her outer lips to work on the inner labia, where the hair was sparse but still present. This part required even more precision; my fingers delicately held her skin taut, ensuring the razor could move smoothly without catching.
"Nnn!♡~ Hmm!♡~ Ahnnn!♡~"
The sensation here was intense for Bella; the vulnerability of the act, combined with the sensation of the blade so close to her clit, was intoxicating. She could feel every movement, the coolness of the razor enhancing the warmth of her arousal.
I then approached her perineum, the area between her vagina and anus, with utmost care. Here, I used shorter, more controlled strokes, the razor moving with a meticulous rhythm.
"Haugh!♡~ Huaghh!♡~ Hnnn!♡~"
The feeling here was uniquely erotic for Bella; the touch of the blade in such a sensitive area, where the skin was thin and the nerves close to the surface, turned the act into something deeply sensual. Her body responded, the coolness of the blade against her now smooth skin sending waves of pleasure through her.
Finally, I cleaned up any remaining hair around her inner thighs, where stray hairs might have escaped my earlier passes. The razor moved with ease, the last strokes feeling like a gentle caress after the intensity of shaving her more intimate parts. Each glide was a promise of care, a confirmation of trust, leaving her skin not just smooth but sensitised, every touch now amplified.
"Hahh!♡~ Haaah!♡~ Haaah!♡~"
By the time I was finished, Bella's fear had completely transformed into arousal. Her pussy, now completely bare, felt every subtle shift in the air, every movement of my hand, her body humming with a new kind of sensitivity.
The act, which started as something potentially scary, had turned into an intimate dance of sensations, her moans now soft affirmations of pleasure rather than fear.
I couldn't help but notice the glistening moisture returning, a clear sign she was getting wet again. With a playful smirk, I teased, "Looks like someone's getting turned on by a little shave, huh?"
Bella's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, her voice a flustered mix of denial and embarrassment. "No, no, I'm not, it's just...I-It's the water." She stammered, trying to convince both of us, though her body told a different story.
"Oh, come on, your body's betraying you." I chuckled, not buying her denial for a second. To prove my point, I took the razor, ensuring the blade was safe and not at an angle to cut, and gently began to rub the back of the razor against her now exposed and sensitive clitoris.
"No, wait, Daddy, don't!" Bella's protests were immediate.
But her words were contradicted by the way her hips subtly moved towards the touch, her body seeking more. The cool metal against her warm, swollen clit was a sensation unlike any other, sending electric shivers through her.
"Ahhh!♡~ Noo, D-Daddy!♡~ Nnnn!♡~"
Her protests turned into gasps and soft moans, the eroticism of the moment overwhelming her initial resistance. The sensation of the razor against her clit, though unconventional, was undeniably stimulating, the coolness and the smooth surface providing a new kind of friction that only heightened her arousal.
"You see, your reactions don't lie." I teased, my voice low and laced with desire as I continued this delicate play, watching her closely for any sign of discomfort, ready to stop if needed.
With an intense and risky touch, I took the razor, ensuring every move was controlled and slow, and gently, with the utmost caution, allowed the sharp edge of the blade to kiss her clitoris, not to cut but to glide over it with a feather-like touch. The blade was so sharp that it barely needed any pressure, the edge just whispering against her swollen, sensitive clit.
"T-That' dangerous!♡~ Noo!♡~ Ahhnnn!♡~"
The sensation was like nothing Bella had experienced before; the sharpness of the blade, even without applying pressure, provided a sensation of cool metal against the warm, engorged flesh of her clitoris.
"Oooh!♡~ No!♡~ Suck!♡~ You can't!♡~"
It was a dance of danger and desire, the sharp edge moving with such precision that it didn't break the skin but instead sent waves of intense, almost electric pleasure through her.
I increased the pressure slightly, the edge now pressing more firmly against her clit, moving back and forth in a rhythm that mimicked the motions one might use with a finger.
Each stroke was calculated, the metal edge providing a unique friction against her sensitive flesh. It wasn't the sharpness of the blade but the cool, smooth curve that was doing the work, the edge of the handle brushing over her clit, each pass sending little shocks of pleasure through her.
"Ahhh!♡~ Stop!♡~ Mmph!♡~ You shouldn't!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Oooh!♡~"
The sensation was both foreign and intensely erotic; the coolness of the metal against her warmth, the smooth glide over her most sensitive spot, created an experience that was hard to describe. It was like a cold kiss on her clit, the metal edge not cutting or scraping but rather stimulating with its hardness and coolness.
"Shhh!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Aughh!♡~"
Bella's body responded in kind, her clit swelling even more under this unusual stimulation, the nerves there firing off signals of pleasure mixed with the surprise of the sensation. Her hips moved subtly, seeking more of this new, intriguing feeling, her protests now weak, overtaken by the increasing arousal.
"N-No!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Aughh!♡~"
The edge of the razor, with its smooth, cool surface, was like nothing she'd felt before; it wasn't just the physical sensation but the psychological thrill of such an unconventional act. Each stroke over her clitoris was a dance between danger and pleasure, the edge of the metal providing a unique texture that was both soothing and stimulating, pushing her arousal to new heights.
The sensations overwhelmed Bella to the point of surrender, her body and mind unable to resist the flood of pleasure any longer. "Okay, okay, I admit it!" She gasped out, her voice a mix of embarrassment and arousal. "I-I really do get turned on by this...I really do get excited by something dangerous like this!"
Her confession brought a delighted grin to my face. "Glad you admitted you're a bit of a pervert...Guess it runs in the family." I teased, my voice full of affection rather than judgement.
And with that, I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss directly to her now bare, sensitive pussy, my lips feeling the smoothness of her skin against them. I then followed the kiss with a soft squeeze, my hand cupping her pussy, feeling the warmth and the slight pulse of her arousal.
"All done," I declared with satisfaction, pulling back slightly. "Next time you can follow what I did or just call me over once...I'll most definitely help you out." My tone was playful, knowing this would fluster her even more.
Bella's face turned an even deeper shade of red, her embarrassment clear but mixed with a shy smile. "Y-You're terrible, Daddy!" She managed to say, though there was no real annoyance in her voice, just a playful acknowledgement of how deeply our intimacy had just gone.
I chuckled, standing up to clean up the mess we'd made, leaving her there, still catching her breath, her mind a whirlwind of emotions and sensations, the cool air now feeling even more pronounced against her newly shaved skin. Experience new stories on empire
And while I was in the midst of cleaning, my mind already shifting to the calm of the living room, Bella's voice, thick with desire, suddenly called out to me, "Daddy♡~"
Turning at the sound to see what she was calling me for in such a seductive tone, my breath caught in my throat.
There she was, legs spread wide on the bathroom counter, her gaze piercing through me with a sultry, almost predatory look. Her body was an open invitation; her newly shaved pussy was on full display, the pink, wet flesh beckoning me back.
"Just like I told you..." She purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "I'm still a little turned on right now." With a teasing, coy smile, she brought her fingers down, parting her lips to reveal her glistening arousal, the wetness catching the light in a way that was almost hypnotic. "So, could you help your daughter out and calm this excitement of mine?" She asked, her voice a sultry whisper, her fingers spreading herself further, invitingly.
My surprise quickly morphed into a visceral reaction of desire. The sight of her, so brazenly inviting, sent a rush of heat through my veins.
"You really are insatiable, Bella." I murmured, my voice low with lust as I stepped back towards her, my eyes locked on her open, wet pussy.
The air was thick with anticipation, her scent filling the space, drawing me in like a moth to flame...