First let me apologize for taking so long with Part II. My real job (not nearly as much fun as this fantasy job) has been super busy.
Sharon has already lost her clothes, eaten her best friend and roommate, and sucked a few dicks. If you want to know how Sharon got this naked (totally) and into this mess read Part I.
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"Time to get you started, Sharon. I have hair and make-up waiting for you. Then the doctor is on his way and the nurse is getting things ready." I took her arm and led her out the office door. No problem in the hallway but she hesitated when I opened the outside door. She protested going outside naked. "This is a porn studio. Nobody will probably even notice, much less care, if you're naked. Come on."
I led her out the door and across the street. We ran into a few people, all of whom I knew, of course. After a few hellos and introductions Sharon was blushing head to toe. She calmed a little when we walked into the next building. In the make-up room, I told her to get in the chair. The chair was just a little too high, making her climb into it. Half way up, as her cunt was wide open, Melissa the hair dresser, walked in.
She whistled at the sight in front of her. "Nice pussy! Do we want it bare or just trimmed up, Adam?" I told her just a nice trim and see if we can darken up those nipples a little. She helped Sharon up into the chair and spread her legs. Unlike Sue and her shave in the tropics (Yvonne with Sue's Tropical Adventure), our chairs have high stools for feet to rest on. Melissa positioned Sharon with her legs spread wide as she examined her twat. "Nice lips you got here, girlfriend." She stroked up both sides with her fingers. "Let me just clean up the hair around her slit and she'll look great."
With a quick slap on Sharon's bush Melissa grabbed her tools. First came a quick buzz cut of the lips with the clippers. She lingered with the body of the clippers over the clit sending vibes through Sharon. Her nipples started to stiffen. Melissa pinched each nipple in turn while she worked the clipper body up and down. Sharon's eyes closed, and I signaled her tormenter.
Melissa stroked a finger along the slit then slid one, two, then three fingers in. She slid her thumb up to the clit. With the vibrations from the clipper transmitted through the thumb Sharon started to breath deeper. Just before she could come three stage hands walked in. Sharon almost jumped out of the chair, but Melissa held her in place. "Come on, girl. Have a good one for us. Pinch your nipples; pull on them." I cheered her on. I told her to open her eyes and look at me. She slowly opened one eye. "I love to watch; pull those nips." Sharon slowly opened the other eye.
"Keep it up, Melissa. Sharon, look at me and let's hear some reaction." Melissa did a great job; Sharon, not so much. She tried but sounded pitiful. "Look at me. Imagine these three guys are fucking you. Come on, guys, move in for a good look. Play with her tits. Let's see some pleasure, Sharon." Melissa dug in working and her victim started to come around, pun intended. Her breathing got slow and deep. "Make that breath a moan." She finally did and it sounded great. At last! With a deep moan and an almost scream she came.
Sharon collapsed in the chair, exhausted and Melissa finished shaving her lips. I helped Sharon up and led her to the door. Outside again we crossed the lot to a door marked "CLOSED SET: DO NOT ENTER" I stood her next to the door (in line with a security camera). "Stay right here. I'll be right back." I slipped in the door. Just inside was the security desk, with the monitor for the camera outside. Sharon seemed like she wanted to bolt, but had nowhere to run. It looked like she was ready to die of embarrassment. Several people, men and women, talked to her. One girl even pinched her left nipple. I wish I could hear the conversations, but I sure enjoyed the silent movie!
