I have been going to the same salon to get waxed for years. Selina is an excellent esthetician, and I'd been loyal to her ever since I started seeing her. She worked in a small salon, and had a private room that was decorated in light pink and rose gold. She always kept her space tidy and sterile, and she did good work for a fair price. Selina was attractive and blonde, in her forties with a grown child, and had a petite build with surprisingly large breasts. We'd shared various details about ourselves and updates about our lives over the years.
When I started getting waxed
down there
, I was a bit self-conscious. I think most people are--I mean, you have to let a stranger touch your privates. Only unlike most people, the prospect of spreading my legs didn't make me nervous. It was actually a little exciting. Having someone examine my privates fed right into my exhibitionist tendencies and I learned it was a slightly arousing experience, despite the pain that came with it.
The first time I went in for a waxing, I was curious and unsure how my body would react. When I undressed in the private room, I did a quick check of my pussy before she came in. I found my slit a little wet which was embarrassing, but I hoped it wasn't enough to be noticeable.
I had been given a sheet to drape over my lap while I waited, just like one would be given when getting a massage. Once Selina came in, she had me butterfly my legs while she pulled the privacy sheet up. I felt exposed in that position, but the air against my privates felt nice. Feeling my clit pulse, I looked down. It had grown slightly swollen. To me, I felt like a teenage boy popping an untimely boner in front of a doctor. Luckily, I knew this was much more subtle than that and she probably wouldn't even notice. The session turned out fine, and of course, Selina was professional the whole time.
Once I got the first time over with and knew what to expect from my body, I stopped being nervous. I always got a little aroused when I parted my legs, but never enough to be inappropriate or very obvious.
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I had a Brazilian waxing scheduled for 11 AM on Saturday.
I masturbate most mornings while I take my shower, massaging myself to orgasm with the detachable showerhead, and that day was no different. I had been especially horny for no particular reason and it had only taken a minute or two for me to reach a sudden climax that didn't fully relieve my needs. It's not unusual for me to touch myself more than once a day, and a couple hours later I found myself needing another release. Since my first round had been so quick and hadn't fully satisfied me, I took my time during my second session, edging myself to build up the pleasure. I ended up masturbating for about 45 minutes before finally letting myself have an intense orgasm that left me cummy and out of breath. Distracted by my own need for pleasure, I'd lost track of time and realized shortly after I climaxed that I was going to be late for my appointment if I didn't leave immediately. I pulled my pants on and rushed out the door, thankful it was a short drive.
By the time I got to the salon, I realized I had a problem. I'd run out of the house without even wiping myself up in my hurry. I'd thrown on yoga pants and not even bothered with panties. I could feel that the whole crotch of my pants was wet from the juice that was still dripping from me.
After being led to Selina's room and left alone to undress from the waist down, I took my pants off quickly and got on the table. In the few seconds I had before Selina came in, I looked down at my crotch. To my horror, my vagina looked a little puffy and shiny with fluids. I could faintly smell my arousal and wondered just how much cum was still there, but I knew I didn't have time to examine myself closely.
Hearing her approach, I hurriedly covered myself with the modesty sheet and lay back on the table. We greeted each other normally, and then she told me to spread my legs. I held my breath as she pulled the sheet back and I parted my knees. The air felt cool on my pussy--an indication the skin was still moist.
I watched Selina pause as she looked at my vagina. Then with both gloved hands, she pushed my lips apart so she could see it all and even checked between where my labia transitioned to my butt cheeks. She raised her brows slightly.
She'd never made a comment in the past, but apparently this exceeded her ability to remain quietly professional. "There's a lot of clean up to do today before I can wax you." Though it was vague, the meaning was clear to me. Cum had gotten all over and had clearly made a sticky mess and had dripped from my pussy down to my ass.
"Sorry," I apologized briefly. I was mortified. It made my pussy contract involuntarily, which of course, Selina would see clearly. Even from where I was, my swollen clit was visible. I didn't know what to say. I certainly didn't want to tell her the truth; that I had been masturbating right before seeing her.
She started wiping down my labia which felt cool and made my pussy tingle. She used her gloved fingers to gently spread my lips while she cleaned me thoroughly. She put down the damp cloth and exchanged it for a clean one. When she looked back, she seemed slightly surprised. "It might be hard to wax since you're still leaking. More was coming out by the time I switched cloths."
Her words made my cunt throb. My pussy liked being the center of attention and hearing her observations was inconveniently arousing.
"I'm so sorry," I apologized again.
She explored my slick folds lightly with her fingers as she examined my womanhood. "I'll try to make it stop so I can work."
I was going to ask how, but before I had a chance, I got my answer as she pushed two fingers easily into my slippery slit. I gasped, staring at her as she curled her fingers inside me, absolutely stunned. Being bisexual, it definitely wasn't a turn off for me to have a woman between my legs, but it didn't make her actions any less shocking.
"I've seen your vagina enough times to recognize that it's engorged today. And as I expected, your channel is wet and feels a bit swollen. We can probably reduce the arousal with an orgasm which might help stop the cum leak."
