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Lately, I’ve seen a lot of my sexy blogging friends displaying splatters of wax. You know who you are. Wax dripped on bottoms, legs and breasts. I found it interesting and wondered how it would feel to have hot wax poured on oneself.
Then Molly’s latest Kink of the Week arrived… All about Wax. Mrs Fever posted So, d’you mind if I pour wax on you? , wherein she recounted buying massage oil candles and pouring wax on her man. Actually not really wax, but a hot massage oil. This seemed like it might be a good introduction into pouring something hot on my body, the added bonus being the nice ‘massage’ at the end. After some quick internet shopping, I settled on The Love in Luxury Black Lace Pheromone Massage Oil Candle by Body Boudoir, because I like to give my girlfriends pheromone scents. My new Pheromone Ambiance & Massage Soy Candle arrived in a ceramic vase with convenient pour spout.
Donning a heavy terry- cloth robe, sensing messiness, I found a lighter by my wood stove and proceeded to get ready to try my new find. A flick of the Bic and the wick was lit. Relaxing on my bed, as I waited for the wax to melt and form enough liquid, I read some of my friends blogs and checked Twitter to see what naughtiness they were up to. Soon my room filled with the most heavenly aphrodisiac fragrance, a combination of Indian jasmine, Mediterranean fig and cassis berries, a hint of soft woods and chiffon musk, enhanced by a pheromone infusion. It was exotic and increased the sexual arousal from my reading. I was ready. Pouring a trickle of oil from the candle, I was pleasantly surprised at the wonderful feeling as the hot oil dribbled along my penis.
A shock of pleasure followed as I began to move the oil along my shaft. It was luxurious. Reminding me of the feel of masturbating with butter I felt my penis swell and grow stiff in my hand as I slowly stroked up and down. I needed more, I needed to feel the sting of the hot oil again. Another pour, this time on my scrotum, and I could almost feel the jizz being to boil, begging for release. Squeezing my ballsack, feeling my testicles rolling in my hand, the sensation almost too much, I began to stroke my cock again, faster this time. After a while the oil begins to firm up and is not quite as slick, still pleasurable, with just a bit more friction. I noticed the oil splatters and runs down my leg had become solid again, and by rubbing on them they would begin to liquify. More oil, dribbled along my shaft and all around the glans, my cock stiffens more, screaming to be touched.
I begin to pump faster, squeeze tighter, as I massage my cock, pulling on the glans with each stroke before sliding back down to my balls. My penis is covered in the waxy oil, and there is a sticky slickness everywhere. It smells fantastic and feels even better. I pause to catch my breath and push the waxy substance around my stomach. My hand is covered in the congealed oil and has the look of a wax hand. I imagine a naughty masturbation scene in Madame Tussaud’s Wax Museum. More oil. God, it feels so good and I now want to try using real wax soon, as the burn feels so good, not unlike the erotic pain caused by the spikes of a Wartenberg pinwheel. I can only imagine what wax would be like. But, I will need to experiment to make sure I will not get burned. My thoughts have turned to sharing this oil with a friend who loves to have her buttocks massaged. She will love this smell, and I am picturing myself astride her thighs as I am squeezing her ass cheeks, my cock jutting forward waiting to enter. This thought and the feel of my oil-slick hand has brought me to the brink and I sense the end of my ‘massage’ has arrived.
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