The Waxing Shop 2
Su-hui’s inner walls clenched around the man’s fingers as if they had finally remembered how to hold on. He gave a low, appreciative groan. The slick, soaked sensation of his fingers gliding through her was like sliding through thick, wet clay—hot, yielding, and utterly obscene. His fingers were slender, yet Su-hui’s firm, elastic pussy clamped down on him with surprising strength, and the tiny pink pucker of her anus twitched involuntarily, fluttering like a curious little creature.
“Haaack… boss… just a second… why… ugh…”
“Didn’t you ask for this?” the man asked, voice low and amused.
Su-hui couldn’t answer. Her body had already surrendered completely. Juices were pouring freely from her soaked cunt, coating his fingers in glossy strands of arousal.
“I… still…”
He didn’t reply. He simply began sliding his fingers in and out—slow at first, then with a steady, merciless rhythm. Each time he pulled out, her pussy gave a desperate little clench as if begging for more. The wet sound of her own slick filled the room, obscene and constant.
“Fucking hell… this pussy is insane… squeezing one finger like it’s starving for cock?”
“Aaaah… haa… ahh… this… what… anh… haaang…”
Su-hui’s moans grew louder, her hips rocking back to meet every thrust. Her inner walls fluttered and fluttered around his fingers, greedy and sloppy. The man’s thumb found her clit and began circling it with maddening precision while his middle and ring fingers pumped deeper, stroking that perfect spot inside her that made her vision white out.
“Haa… angan. Angan. Aaaah… I’m going to lose my mind… aaan…”
Then he added a second finger. Su-hui’s pussy, already stretched and dripping, took both without resistance. The stretch was perfect—full, burning, and deliciously humiliating.
“Uwp… aah… ahh…”
She was on all fours now, ass raised high, face pressed to the cool floor. The position made her completely exposed—pink asshole winking, dripping pussy on full display. A stranger was fingering her like this and she was soaking wet, whimpering like a bitch in heat. How was this so fucking arousing? Her upper body had gone limp, but her ass lifted higher on its own, silently begging for more.
Her smooth calves and thick thighs were already drenched in a river of her own squirt. Her plump, puffy back-boji—completely hairless from the waxing—peeked out between her legs, glistening and swollen, the folds puffy and glistening with her sweet nectar. She looked like a dripping, broken doll.
The man was fighting his own restraint. His cock was rock-hard, throbbing painfully against his zipper. He wanted to bury himself to the hilt and pound her senseless right now. But he had other plans. He kept his fingers inside her, curling them, stroking that secret spot while he watched her face contort in ecstasy.
Then his fingers brushed something tiny and hard inside her. He pressed and circled. Her eyes rolled back.
“Haa… angan… boss… please…”
“How does it feel? This is your g-spot, right? Make it squirt for me.”
“Aaaan… angan… anh… please… my head’s spinning… aaan…”
He didn’t stop. He kept rubbing that sensitive button with the pad of his middle finger, two fingers pumping steadily. Su-hui’s pussy started to flood again—clear, hot fluid squirting out around his fingers in messy, uncontrollable pulses.
“Fucking hell, this slut is squirting? You like that?”
“Haaan… I… I don’t know… haan… haan…”
“Don’t know? Then I’ll stop?”
“Aaaan… angan… no… don’t stop… please… it feels too good… aaan…”
The man smirked, pulled his fingers out just long enough to add his thumb to her clit while the other two fingers stayed buried inside her. He leaned down and dragged his tongue slowly over her tight pink asshole. Su-hui whimpered, the humiliation making her drip even harder.
“Aaaah… w-what… what are you… there… aaan…”
The clean, faintly floral scent of her freshly waxed skin still lingered around her anus. The man took his time, licking slow circles around the tight ring, then pressing the flat of his tongue inside while his fingers worked her g-spot and clit in perfect, relentless rhythm. Su-hui’s only movement was lifting her ass higher, trembling, moaning, trying to stay conscious.
“Aaan… boss… please… haang… I’m close… aah…”
“You can squirt. I’ll keep fucking you with my fingers until I come.”
“Aaan… please… just… a little… longer… haang… I’m… I’m cumming… aaan…”
The orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her whole body seized. Her toes curled, calves and thighs spasmed, and then her pussy clenched so hard her juices exploded outward in rhythmic jets, soaking the man’s hand and the floor. The sight of her squirting while he ate her asshole made him groan in approval.
“Thud… chik”
“Haa… you really squirt a lot. Good girl?”
“Hic… hic…”
“Answer me.”
When she couldn’t speak, he started rubbing her clit again—harder this time.
“Chikchikchikchik”
“Haaan… ahh… it feels… so good… keep… please… haaang…”
Satisfied with her response, the man grinned, stood up, and shoved his pants down. His thick cock sprang free, already leaking. He kicked off his shoes, stepped out of his pants, and pressed the head of his cock against her lips.
“Churp… churuurk”
He started licking her pussy slowly, savoring every drop of her squirt and the sweet, musky taste of her waxed back-boji. Her swollen, puffy folds trembled under his tongue. When he was finished, he sat up, pulled her up onto her knees, and stripped her completely—shirt, bra, everything gone. Su-hui was barely conscious. The orgasm had drained every last ounce of strength from her body. She simply collapsed forward, face down on the bed, ass up, dripping.
The man stared at her for a long moment, cock twitching. “Even when I first saw you at the counter, I knew you were pretty. But this? Holy shit.”
Her smooth, porcelain legs were soaked from the inside out. Her completely hairless back-boji was on full display—puffy, glistening, trembling. Her narrow waist, the soft curve of her breasts, and especially that dazed, blissful expression on her face after the orgasm… he was so hard it hurt.
“Now it’s my turn to enjoy you. First, let’s taste that pretty pussy again?”
He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between her spread thighs. Su-hui was too weak to move. When she felt the hot, thick head of his cock press against her lips, she tried to lift her head, but her body wouldn’t obey. Still, her hand reached back and wrapped around his cock on instinct. The head was already leaking thick, pearly precum. She started stroking him slowly, then began sucking with surprising eagerness—greedy, sloppy, and completely devoted.
She licked from the base all the way up to the sensitive underside of his head, swirling her tongue around the ridge, then sucking the head into her mouth with wet, desperate noises. Every time she took him deeper, her throat fluttered around him. He groaned, grabbed her hair, and pushed her face against his pelvis, forcing her to deepthroat him while his other hand found her clit again.
“Huuwp…”
She couldn’t make any sound with her mouth full. But the moment his fingers rubbed her clit, her legs started to spread wider on their own, dripping even more. The g-spot had been stimulated once too often; her pussy was hypersensitive now, fluttering and clenching around nothing. She wanted something thicker inside her—anything that would stretch her and fill her completely.
“Huhu… legs open again?”
“Aah… please… put… put it inside…”
“What do you want?”
“Uuh… that… your cock… please… aaan… ahh…”
She pointed at his glistening erection with trembling fingers, voice hoarse and broken.
“Say it clearly. And stop moaning and talk.”
“My… my cock… please… put it in my pussy… haa…”
The man almost came on the spot. A beautiful woman like Su-hui begging like a cheap slut was too much. He pulled out of her mouth, flipped her onto her back, and spread her legs into an M-shape. He lined up his cock and rubbed the fat head up and down her dripping slit.
“You want me to fuck this tight little hole?”
“Yes… please… fuck my pussy… aah…”
Su-hui reached down with both hands and spread her own puffy, hairless labia wide open, exposing the glistening pink folds and her swollen clit.
“Haa… fucking hell… you’re so hard for this?”
“Yes… please… put it in raw… I’ll take the pill, you don’t have to worry…”
“What? You really are a shameless little slut, aren’t you?”
The man’s cock jumped at her words. He rubbed the head against her entrance and pushed in slowly. Su-hui’s eyes rolled back as the first thick inch stretched her open.
“Aah… feels… so good…”
She wanted him to slam in all the way at once. But he only pushed in the head, then began rocking—slow, shallow thrusts that made her whimper and writhe.
He leaned down and sucked one of her stiff pink nipples into his mouth, biting gently while he continued fucking her with shallow strokes. Su-hui was in pure agony—half the cock was buried, her g-spot was being rubbed, and her tits were being played with. She was dying to feel him bottom out.
“Aaaah… boss… please…”
“Please what?”
“Please… fuck me… harder… I can’t take it…”
“Say it like the cheap slut you are.”
“Aaan… it’s too much… aah… ahh…”
“Faster.”
“Please… put your cock in my pussy… fuck me like a whore… please…”
“Haha, your pussy’s so hot and wet, huh?”
“Yes… please… keep fucking me until I squirt again…”
The man’s hips snapped forward. He gripped her narrow waist and buried every inch of his thick cock to the hilt in one brutal thrust. Su-hui’s back arched violently, a broken scream tearing from her throat.
“Haaah…”
The first deep stroke made her vision spark white. Her pussy was on fire—every ridge and vein of his cock dragging against her sensitive walls. She had been waxed so recently her inner walls were still slick and swollen from the massage. She was completely drenched.
“Huuu… ugh… aah… aaan…”
“That’s it? You’re a total slut now.”
“Aah… ah… haa… I love it… aaan… so full… haaang…”
Su-hui’s ass lifted off the bed with every thrust, her whole body jolting. The sound of her squelching pussy filled the room—wet, filthy, obscene. Her juices and his precum mixed into thick white foam that dripped down her thighs and onto the sheets.
The man fucked her like he was trying to break her—deep, punishing strokes that made her tits bounce and her eyes roll back. He kept one hand on her clit, the other pinching her nipple, while he growled filthy praises against her ear.
“That’s it… take my cock like a good little back-boji slut… you’re dripping everywhere…”
“Aaaah… haa… harder… please… I’m going to cum again… aaan…”
The second orgasm crashed over her even harder than the first. Her pussy spasmed violently around his cock, milking him, squirting again in hot, messy jets that soaked his balls and the bed. Her whole body convulsed, thighs shaking, toes curled tight.
The man didn’t stop. He flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her hips up, and slammed back in from behind, pounding her even deeper while she lay there completely limp and broken, whimpering and drooling.
Su-hui had never felt so thoroughly used in her life. And she had never felt so alive.