Chapter 14: Shave and a Haircut, Two Bits

“You’re so nervous! I thought you said Hector did this for you, Lucia.”

“He did, but he had a lot of practice over the years. You’re a novice.”

“Not true! I’ve done Mia in the past. But more recently she’s decided just keeping it short, not shaved, is better. I prefer it that way, actually. Where you are right now is uncomfortable, as we know. Everything is ready, let’s get started.

“May I suggest, Madame, a thinning of the forest above, perhaps a bit of regulation around the margins and lowering of the profile. Mia, you have the scissors, why don’t you work on that while I soap her lips.”

“Ah, oh! Your fingers on my labia, very nice. I feel very slick. Oh, down there too?”

“Just corralling a few strays. Here we go. May I say you have a lovely kitty. Everything is so symmetrical. Such a pretty coral color inside. Please hold still, I need to hold this apart for a bit, yes, very nice. Almost done. OK, please reach down and pull apart your cheeks, I need to ... Good. The strays? They’re gone now.

“Mia’s finished too. OK, I’m wiping you clean with the warm and wet washcloth. Hmm, this part is already wet, I see, well, I feel. Patting you dry. Now it’s time to check my work.”

He carefully put aside the razor, the bowl of warm water, and the washcloth and towel. And then, with gentle fingertips, he prized apart her inner lips and the tip of his tongue began to dance across Lucia’s tender tissues.

“Holy shit!” she thought. “He eats pussy like he has one of his own. Oh. my. God. Oh, fuck! He’s inside. His fingers! Oh, oh, he’s lapping at my clit. Like a kitten lapping a saucer of milk. GAH!

“What? Mia’s sucking my nipple. Oh, coming, coming, NOW!”

It was completely obvious, even if Lucia hadn’t cried out, they would have known. Her feet were planted on the mattress with her knees wide apart, and she pressed with her feet forcing her ass up from the bed, bridging, and pushing forcefully against Gabe’s face and tongue.

“Oh, wait, ease up, Gabe, too sensitive! Just hold it for a minute. You, you bastard! Where did you learn to do that! Wait, again? Oh, fuck!”

He was back to lapping and licking. And three fingers inside now, it was like he was pressuring her clit from above and below—inside and outside—at the same time. Then he destroyed her by encircling her stiff little bean with his strong lips and sucking firmly.

“STOP! Enough! Please, just bring your mouth up here where I can kiss you.”

Between urgent gasps of the thin atmosphere, Lucia plastered his face with kiss after kiss.

“I thought you were going to shave me, not rocket me to the moon! Mia, he’s amazing, he could give lessons, I didn’t even have time to object. Is he always like this?”

“Mama, I’ve been telling you. He’s amazing, I am not at all surprised by your reaction. And, like they say on TV commercials, ‘But wait, there’s more!’ Mama, what do you feel on your belly?”

“What? My belly? Oh, it’s wet, it’s drops from his cock, he’s dribbling on me!”

“Lucia, have a little break now and watch. Mia, you’re up!”

Carefully, he moved off his mother-in-law and positioned himself over Mia for missionary.

“Go!” she gasped, and he plunged in to the root, then ground against her with a tiny spiraling motion. Mia cried out, her face in a happy rictus, and she reached down to grip his cheeks, trying to assist his grinding.

Lucia was enthralled, she could easily see her daughter’s grimace of ecstasy and her hands clutching Gabe’s round butt cheeks, visibly flexing as he forced himself against her. Lucia’s vagina was literally leaking, her natural lubrication dripping down over her asshole while her hand was strumming away on her clit.