I Can't Believe He Shaved Me! (Kari's Lessons #2)

Ever since Max spanked me I've been trying to be a good girl for him... but I really want him to punish me again. So maybe I shouldn't be trying so hard!

One night, when he was out with my Mom, I went to a party and ended up making out with my best friend Jenny in front of everyone. It was pretty hot, we even went topless in front of everyone. But someone took a video of it on their phone and somehow Max got hold of it. Now I'm really in trouble!

Max decided that because I like showing off my body so much he was going to make sure I showed of everything. I wasn't sure what he meant until he got his shaving kit out. I couldn't believe he was going to shave me! And I'm never going to forget what happened next!

I Can't Believe He Shaved Me! is a 6500 word erotic short featuring an eighteen year old wild child and an older man who thinks she needs some discipline in her life. It features two teenage girls making out, a very erotic shaving, a young woman's first oral orgasm and a big, sloppy, hands-free blow job.

It is the second in the Kari's Lessons series ... and you're never going to believe what happens next!

** If you enjoy this then make sure you grab I Can't Believe He Spanked Me: Kari's Lessons #1 while it's on special for 99c **

- EXCERPT -

When he returned Max was carrying a small towel and a dinky little toiletries bag. He put them on the counter, grabbed a large bowl from a cupboard, and began to fill it with hot water. I guess I was being a little slow, but it was only then that I realized what he intended to do.

No no no no no. "You can't do this!"

My stomach was doing flip-flops as I struggled to keep it together. Lusting after Max was one thing. Even my bare bottomed spanking and the fact that he'd gotten me off afterwards seemed relatively tame... but this was a whole new level of intimacy. And yet my pussy didn't seem to mind. Already aroused and wet from traipsing around him in the nude, I felt it becoming even more juicy as my clit sent out little pulses of excitement.

"Of course I can. If you can't take care of it yourself I guess I'm going to have to do it for you. Now hop up on the counter."

I felt my stomach drop. He wasn't bluffing, this was going to happen. I struggled to hide my nervousness as I climbed up onto the narrow breakfast bar.

"Right, lie back here," Max said as he helped me into position. I had to bring my knees up but kept them together. I didn't know if I could go through with this.

Max dragged a stool around and placed the bowl of hot water, towel and his shaving kit on it. Then I felt his hands on my knees applying firm and insistent pressure to push them apart.

I chewed my lip and closed my eyes tight as a futile last line of defense. As my legs were spread wide I could feel how wet I was. I could smell myself. That unmistakable bitch-in-heat scent wafting up from between my legs.

"Oh dear. Someone is a little excited isn't she?"

I squeezed my eyes tighter and muttered an inaudible response.

"What was that?"

"Yes."

I felt a finger at the base of my pussy and then it was slowly dragged upwards. Separating my lips with an embarrassing little squelch as my natural lubrication helped it move smoothly, coming to rest firmly against my clit. I groaned and shamelessly bucked my hips upwards against the finger.

"Yes what?" Max held his finger firmly against my clit awaiting a response as I pushed myself against him.

"Y...yes Daddy."