Susan was making her way back over to Melissa's house having agreed and accepted her help to get her into shape and do her make-over. As she walked, she thought about yesterday's events. She still blushed crimson at the thought of coming not once, but twice at the hand of another, and a woman at that! However, Melissa had been so understanding and patient with her. She had explained that it was all perfectly natural to respond like that. That she had been denied the normal process of discovering her sexuality as she entered her teens, and although she never said as much, Susan could tell that she was cross with Mommy for putting such a huge guilt trip on her shoulders. Melissa explained that masturbation was perfectly normal, everyone did it and she shouldn't feel ashamed. Somehow she couldn't imagine Mommy rubbing herself, her p...pussy. At home, she once again looked at the little dress that Melissa had given her two days previously. Just the memory of walking home in it started the tingles in her nipples and in her pussy. She'd taken off her jeans and undone her bra, and slipped one hand down her panties, and the other under her sweatshirt and stroked her nipples and slid a finger down her moistening slit. It felt so nice! But the gradually increasing tension that she'd felt at Melissa's failed to develop to her own hand, and the arousal gradually slipped away, and she give up, depressed and unhappy.
The next day, she was determined to try and capture that lovely feeling again. She looked at the little flirty dress and decided she would wear it to Melissa's. After all, it would be very impolite not to show she appreciated the gift. Once the dress was on, she looked at herself critically in the mirror. The main problem was that her full bra was much higher than the neckline of the dress. She took off her bra and again looked at herself. A large expanse of creamy cleavage met her eyes, and she felt she could make out the darker colours of her nipples through the lacy top. She shivered at the thought of going out like that, but she did promise herself. She slipped on a pair of flat sandals and hurried out before Mommy saw her or she lost her nerve. The walk to Melissa's was exhilarating and scary. Her breasts bounced and swayed alarmingly, and her nipples kept being dragged across the lace, stimulating them to an excited hardness. The hem of the dress caressed her thighs, and she drew some admiring glances from some of the men and boys that she passed - it was frightening, exciting and wonderfully different.
When Melissa answered the door, she greeted Susan with a warm smile and pulled her into a tight embrace, their breasts pressed together, and the brief brush of Melissa's lips on her own left her breathless.
"You look wonderful in that dress, Suzy. Come in, let's get started we have lots to do today!" She dragged her through the house into the fitness room. "You didn't bring your work-out clothes?"
"I don't have, any, Melissa, I'm sorry, I didn't think."
"Not to worry, I have plenty, and they are very stretchy, they'll still fit, even though you're much bigger on top. Start getting changed and I'll be right back."
Susan got undressed - it didn't take long, and she was left standing in her panties and feeling a little uncomfortable." Melissa arrived back with a leotard that she'd selected carefully. It was gossamer thin and was cut so high that it left the hips exposed. It was supposed to worn with exercise tights, but Melissa didn't want to include those.
"Get those panties off and put this on."
Melissa handed her the leotard and watched her take off her last article of clothing. When it was on, Susan gasped when she saw herself in the full-length mirror. She might as well have been naked! The slight roundness of her tummy was clearly outlined but she could also see every bump and ridge of her nipples, and while her pubic hair was sparse, it had escaped of the leg holes at her crotch. She blushed at the sight.
"I'm going to start you off gently, but you'll still feel it by the time the session is finished," said Melissa, "I'll gradually step up your work rate as time goes on." Teasing the pubic hair that was visible," Melissa said, "Don't worry, this will all be gone eventually."
And so they got to work. The exercise regime was quite challenging, but Susan tried as hard as she could - she knew Melissa was doing her a big favour and didn't want to let her down. Finally, Melissa called a halt and Susan groaned with the unaccustomed strain on her muscles.
"Go and have a shower, Suzy, and then come back here, we need to get rid of all those aches and pains with a full massage."
When, Susan returned, Melissa took her towel that she'd wrapped round herself from the shower and told her to get up on the table. Susan looked round for the little towels but didn't see them. She supposed that Melissa had already seen her naked and in the throes of orgasm, so she supposed it didn't matter. It made her a bit tingly, actually. The massage was wonderful, and she felt limp and relaxed, with the burning muscles on the previous hour only a dim memory. Melissa had carefully avoided Susan's pussy but had thoroughly stroked and pinched her nipples until the air was redolent with the smell of aroused girl.
"Now, we'll have the first depilatory session. It'll take many sessions to get it right and avoid too much discomfort, but it'll be worth it in the end."
Susan wasn't completely sure of this part of the plan, but she did want to be like the other girls and knew that these treatments would be well outside what she could afford herself. Melissa attached a clean, sterile fine needle to the electrode and slid it into the base of the very first hair. Pressing the foot switch caused the machine to hum and Susan felt a sharp sting near her pussy.
"Ooh, I felt that," said Susan.
Melissa rubbed the spot, and the sting was replaced by the lovely sensation of Melissa's fingers on her pussy. As the process continued, with alternative pain and pleasure, Susan felt herself drawing slowly to an inevitable peak. But whenever she got so very near, she'd feel the sharp sting of the next pulse and the peak would recede, just a little. Eventually, she got to the point of almost screaming at Melissa to do something, not leave her in this continuous state of torture.
As Melissa applied the electrolysis, she carefully observed her charge, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm, but always stopping short and bringing her back with the brief pain. Her pussy was soaked. Her juices had run down her bottom and pooled on the massage table. Her hips were constantly churning in an effort to achieve her goal. Melissa had twice told her to stop and keep still, much to the girl's shame.
"There, that's enough for today, we don't want you to get too sensitive."
Susan groaned with unfulfilled arousal.
"Now, we'll just rub in some soothing balm!" and with that, Mellissa dipped her fingers into some cream and applied it to the outside of her pussy lips, gradually moving closer to her clitoris. The girl had started panting, interspersed with raw moans and gasps of pleasure. Eventually, it became too much, the dam broke, and she convulsed in a huge orgasm that sprayed her juices all over the table, accompanied by screams of pleasure and release. She was left almost unconscious, basking in the warm afterglow of her incredible orgasm. She roused to see Melissa smiling down at her.
"Oh no," she cried, I've done it again!"
"Shush, Suzy, my pet. It's all right. A woman needs her release, and if you can't see to it yourself, I don't mind - consider it part of the service. Besides, you look so beautiful when you come. Now get dressed, and off home with you and I'll see you tomorrow."
Susan started to put her panties back on but Melissa shook her head,
"Wait till you get home to put your panties back on - you need to let your skin breathe after the electrolysis."
When she'd slipped the dress on and her sandals, Melissa looked at her and said, "That dress really suits you, I must look through the pile I was getting rid of and see if any more might fit you. I have a couple with stretchy tops or with a top button that could be left undone to fit your bigger breasts."
