find her mother beautiful when she met her, or would she be disappointed that she looked like Alyssa did?
Sasha interrupted her musings by pulling down Alyssa’s white cotton granny panties. Alyssa’s cheeks burned and she wished she’d worn some better underwear—not that she owned any other kind. Debbie had always reminded her that sexy lingerie was for attractive women—not fat ones. She squeezed her eyes shut against the tears that threatened.
The betrayal of her “family” and her roommate burned through her. She promised herself she’d never be so foolish again. But she had given her trust to Stone and to Sasha. Was she headed for more betrayal?
Nimble fingers sifted through her pubic hair causing her to jump. Looking down, she saw Sasha grinning up at her. Alyssa’s heart pounded in her chest as her blood flooded her pussy causing it to tingle and throb.
“My apologies, Princess. The women of Klatch stay clean-shaven, so I’ve never seen a mound with full hair. I just wanted to see what it felt like. It almost reminds me of men’s crispy chest hair.”
Alyssa’s clit throbbed with the proximity of the hand that still rested lightly against her, just a hairsbreadth away from her swollen nub. She knew she should be shocked or push Sasha’s hand away, but she’d spent so many years convincing herself to be something she was not. It was time she made her own decisions. As hard as it was to admit—she wanted Sasha to touch her, to show her how those petite hands felt against her sensitive skin.
She swallowed hard before she could speak. “If the culture here is shaved, I’d like to do that too.” It was another thing she’d thought about doing back home, but Debbie had talked her out of it, saying that the upkeep wasn’t worth it if no one was going to be looking.
Sasha grinned and sifted her fingers through the curly dark hair again, the side of her hand brushed against the swollen tip of her clit and caused Alyssa to gasp. “Your wish is my command, Princess.”
The maid stood and stripped off her own gauzy half shirt, her rounded breasts bounced invitingly with the motion. Then she hooked her thumbs in the sides of her string bikini underwear, sliding them off until she stood naked as well. “Shall we head out to the bathing pool?” Not waiting for an answer, she hooked her arm with Alyssa’s and led the way, the silky skin of her breast rubbed teasingly against Alyssa’s bare arm.
Alyssa took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Her own breasts were heavy and sensitive, her slit slick and ready. If she didn’t come soon, she was going to lose her mind. This was almost worse than when Stone left her horny and wanting every night for ten years!
They stepped through a curtain and entered a semidark alcove, lit only by flickering candles, which painted red and gold designs on the shadows of the walls. There was a large pool inset in the middle of the floor with seats and raised platforms visible just under the water in the shallow end. The water churned and gurgled and a small waterfall fell into the pool against the side, so people could enjoy it both from the shallow and deep ends.
Grabbing a small basket from an inset ledge along the wall, Sasha led her toward the pool. “We’ll get you shaved first,” she said as she started down the steps leading into the water.
Alyssa followed her, enjoying the way the warm water swirled and fizzed around her already heated skin. Several jets of water shot currents out from the walls, which kept the water in constant motion. She was tempted to lean her clit against one and end her torment. But even as much as she masturbated at home, she couldn’t do it in front of someone she’d just met. Doing it with Stone had been a first. Besides, having erotic dreams with the man for ten years surely put him in the category of non-stranger.
Allowing herself to be led to one of the raised platforms, she couldn’t help but notice how Sasha’s breasts
Sasha interrupted her musings by pulling down Alyssa’s white cotton granny panties. Alyssa’s cheeks burned and she wished she’d worn some better underwear—not that she owned any other kind. Debbie had always reminded her that sexy lingerie was for attractive women—not fat ones. She squeezed her eyes shut against the tears that threatened.
The betrayal of her “family” and her roommate burned through her. She promised herself she’d never be so foolish again. But she had given her trust to Stone and to Sasha. Was she headed for more betrayal?
Nimble fingers sifted through her pubic hair causing her to jump. Looking down, she saw Sasha grinning up at her. Alyssa’s heart pounded in her chest as her blood flooded her pussy causing it to tingle and throb.
“My apologies, Princess. The women of Klatch stay clean-shaven, so I’ve never seen a mound with full hair. I just wanted to see what it felt like. It almost reminds me of men’s crispy chest hair.”
Alyssa’s clit throbbed with the proximity of the hand that still rested lightly against her, just a hairsbreadth away from her swollen nub. She knew she should be shocked or push Sasha’s hand away, but she’d spent so many years convincing herself to be something she was not. It was time she made her own decisions. As hard as it was to admit—she wanted Sasha to touch her, to show her how those petite hands felt against her sensitive skin.
She swallowed hard before she could speak. “If the culture here is shaved, I’d like to do that too.” It was another thing she’d thought about doing back home, but Debbie had talked her out of it, saying that the upkeep wasn’t worth it if no one was going to be looking.
Sasha grinned and sifted her fingers through the curly dark hair again, the side of her hand brushed against the swollen tip of her clit and caused Alyssa to gasp. “Your wish is my command, Princess.”
The maid stood and stripped off her own gauzy half shirt, her rounded breasts bounced invitingly with the motion. Then she hooked her thumbs in the sides of her string bikini underwear, sliding them off until she stood naked as well. “Shall we head out to the bathing pool?” Not waiting for an answer, she hooked her arm with Alyssa’s and led the way, the silky skin of her breast rubbed teasingly against Alyssa’s bare arm.
Alyssa took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Her own breasts were heavy and sensitive, her slit slick and ready. If she didn’t come soon, she was going to lose her mind. This was almost worse than when Stone left her horny and wanting every night for ten years!
They stepped through a curtain and entered a semidark alcove, lit only by flickering candles, which painted red and gold designs on the shadows of the walls. There was a large pool inset in the middle of the floor with seats and raised platforms visible just under the water in the shallow end. The water churned and gurgled and a small waterfall fell into the pool against the side, so people could enjoy it both from the shallow and deep ends.
Grabbing a small basket from an inset ledge along the wall, Sasha led her toward the pool. “We’ll get you shaved first,” she said as she started down the steps leading into the water.
Alyssa followed her, enjoying the way the warm water swirled and fizzed around her already heated skin. Several jets of water shot currents out from the walls, which kept the water in constant motion. She was tempted to lean her clit against one and end her torment. But even as much as she masturbated at home, she couldn’t do it in front of someone she’d just met. Doing it with Stone had been a first. Besides, having erotic dreams with the man for ten years surely put him in the category of non-stranger.
Allowing herself to be led to one of the raised platforms, she couldn’t help but notice how Sasha’s breasts
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