Sugar and Spice Make it Nice

Sugar and Spice Make it Nice Siobahn and I had not seen much of each other for a month or so. Both of us were busy with sundry items, but texted when we could.  They were innocuous texts so as not to draw any attention to our situation. I was shopping at a local store and as I was looking for an item, I felt a soft jab in the ribs. I looked around and there she was. She said she saw me come into the store and waited until we were in an aisle before coming over. She had a basket of grocery items that she kept from my view behind her back. We conversed as we shopped for various items. “When can we see each other?” she asked. “Thursday, If it’s good weather they go kayaking and I’ll be free until mid afternoon.” I told her. “Great, I have something very unique planned. I’ve been preparing for it for a while now. It’s not normal, but it’s not weird either.” Siobahn is not into weird or unconventional sex. No blow jobs, no anal, nothing of that nature. I was piqued by her proposal. “My house or yours?” I asked. “Mine, I have a set up I have to follow and it will be more comfortable there.” “Is 9:00AM too early?” I asked “No” she said, “That will work out perfectly, it will give us just the right amount of time.” “For what?” She replied, “You’ll see. Oh, by the way, bring your new vibrator too.” She gave me a quick peck on the lips and left. Thursday couldn’t come soon enough. The extended forecast looked good. On the appointed day I loaded the kayaks on the car, gave my wife a peck on the cheek, telling her to have a good time, and to be careful. I gave myself fifteen minutes to make sure she didn’t have to return for anything, and made my way over to Siobahn’s house. She met me at the door wearing an apron over her shirt and shorts. “Cooking breakfast? I asked. “No, but I am cooking up something for you. Come with me.” I followed her into the exercise room. The massage table was set up, and next to it a small table with what appeared to be an electric hair trimmer, a small bowl, and some other items. The massage table has a hinge in the middle so that you can bring one side of the table up as a seat back. It was now in that position. “Take your clothes off and sit up on the table, and let your legs hang over the edge.” “What do you have planned??” I asked as I dropped my shorts and removed my shirt. As I sat up on the table fully exposed to her she began to unveil her plan. “Have you ever been “sugared?” she asked. “Huh?” What is that? “It’s a hair removal process like waxing.” She explained. “Waxing is not for me,” I protested. I’ve heard enough horror stories about the pain that goes with it. “This is different, it’s natural you make a paste out of sugar, lemon juice, and water. It’s way better than waxing. I know you like me smooth and I have it done at a salon. I thought you might like it smooth too. I do my own armpits and it’s fairly painless.” “FAIRLY????” She tried to put my mind at ease.”First I’ll trim your hair with the clippers to a shorter length. Then I will massage powder onto the area before we use the mixture to remove the hair. Wax sticks to the skin, but sugaring doesn’t. You’ll feel the pull, it will be minimal.” I trust Siobahn implicitly so I gave her the go ahead. She trimmed the hair around my penis and scrotum but not all the way to the skin, then she cleaned the area thoroughly. Next she applied powder which helped to dry the skin, and she massaged more in around the entire area. While not exactly sexy, her manipulation did get a reaction, and I was becoming semi hard. She then took the sugar mixture out of the bowl and applied some between my navel and penis. As she was spreading, I grabbed the sides of the table preparing for the pain that would surely be inflicted. She pulled in the direction of the hair growth and to my surprise, it didn’t hurt nearly as much as I expected. Siobahn was taking care to be very gentle and said she would stop any time I wished. As I watched her I asked why she was wearing gloves. “I want to make sure that no bacteria get on the skin.” She explained. As she worked, I became used to the tugging, and pulling. There was minimal pain, but nothing I couldn’t tolerate. I was a bit nervous as she worked around the scrotum, but she was so gentle and caring that pain was not an issue. When she finished she rinsed the entire area with warm water, and I was stunned by the result. I was as smooth as silk, with just tinge of reddening. “Wow, you did a fantastic job. I’m as smooth as you!” I exclaimed. “Are you glad you let me sugar you? I love what I see;” I don’t want to touch you though, not for a couple of hours so we don’t allow for infection.” “A couple of hours???”  “My salon says up to two days, I have read anywhere from 2 hours to two days. You don’t seem to have any swelling and very little redness so I’m banking on the shorter time frame. Get dressed, we’ll have lunch out on the deck, I have it all prepared.” We dined on a nice salmon salad, accompanied by a delicious wine she had selected for this occasion. The smoothness I felt under my shorts was a new sensation. I never paid much attention to it when there was hair, but I noticed a distinct difference. As we sat on the deck, I soon began to doze. I was awakened by a hand softly stroking my cock over my shorts. “Time to wake up sleeping beauty,” she whispered in my ear. “How long was I out?” “Oh, long enough,” she assured me. “Come on in, I don’t want the skin to be exposed to the sun.” We went inside and sat on the couch. She pulled off my shorts to expose my now smooth genital area. Very gently she started to rub the area, attending to my rapidly stiffening cock as well. I was now fully erect and loved the feel of her hands on my smooth skin. We embraced and began kissing which we both enjoy immensely. After a while my hands began to wander and I started massaging her breasts through the thin shirt she was wearing. Her nipples did not disappoint and responded quickly. With that she sat back grabbed the bottom of the shirt and pulled it over her head. I love to watch as her breasts stretch and nipples stand out. I leaned in and nibbled at her nipples as she grabbed my head pulling it to her.  I kissed my way down to her waist, unsnapped her shorts, pulled them down and began tasting the sweetness of her love nest. I pulled the labia to the side and licked the sides and opening. Then I lightly flicked her clit with my tongue. She held my head in place as I delved deeper into her treasures. My tongue was in as far as it could go, and I swirled it everywhere, even sucking on the lips and her vestibule. She started to close her legs around my head, but suddenly pulled my head up in her hands, kissed me softly and left the room. Sitting there stroking my cock, I was wondering what she was up to, I didn’t have long to wonder. She returned with talcum powder and my vibrator. First she took the powder a applied it liberally to my crotch and penis. She then sat back and, with the vibrator on low, started to encircle her nipples until she was buzzing each of them. One hand was pulling on a nipple and vibrating the other. I started stroking in earnest because I thought she was rapidly approaching orgasm. “Slow down, lean back and relax.” She whispered. Removing the vibrator from her breasts she started to use it on me. The instrument felt great as she ran it over my scrotum, penis and then up to my nipples. This went on for a while. Every once in a while she would switch over and run the vibrator across her clit, which made her jump a bit. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her and fingered her vigorously, then delved into more breast play. She then took the vibrator in her right hand and pulled my hands away from her. “Let’s see how long this takes,” she said softly. With that she started to run the vibrator up and down my shaft.  She went over it, around it and everywhere else. The smooth powder added to the sensation, this was something I had never experienced before.  The feeling was exquisite. It felt like every nerve ending on my now smooth crotch was on point. Shiobahn was focused on making me cum with that vibrator and she was well on her way. All I could do was sit there and groan which is something I never do. She placed the head of the vibrator along the shaft just under the frenulum and just let the machine do its work. “UGHHHHHHHHHH, UGHHHHH, UGHHHHH, I kept repeating as things were getting out of control. “Oh man, I’m gonna cummmmm,” I groaned (again out of character, I usually just hold her tight and kiss deeply.) In an instant I was shooting cum all over her couch and legs. I forcefully dribbled out what semen I had left, and begged her to stop as it was a bit painful. “Help me?? She asked Shobahn placed the vibrator on her clit, and placed my hand on her breast. She was now focused on her hard clit and I was focused on her hard nipples. She was rising up off the couch as if she was accepting my cock, pressing against that vibrator and with her other hand she was penetrating her cunt with her fingers. I continued to pinch, pull and gently bite her breasts and nipples. This was all too much for her and after a few minutes she pressed my head against her nipple and squeezed her legs around the vibrator. “EEEEEYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,” She cried as she bucked against the machine. Her legs were wobbly and her chest was convulsing slightly as she took short bursts of breath. She was breathing in a rhythm you might hear during a Lamaze class and it took hr a few minutes to compose herself. “Did you like the smooth, machine experience??” She asked. “I loved it as well as my new look and feel. I can’t wait to get in even closer contact with your smooth skin. Oil would be a phenomenal addition to our repertoire don’t you think?” “I most definitely agree!!!”