Read a NSFW Erotic Short Story about Amy and Lisa. Amy used Anal Beads before going to the appointment with her cute hairdresser. Will her naughty secret be exposed?
Amy was trembling with excitement as she sat down in the plush salon chair, her heart racing as Lisa, the cute hairdresser, approached her with a warm smile. She couldn’t believe what she had done before coming here – slipping tiny anal beads into her tight little asshole for this very moment. The thought of being caught made her wet between her legs and she bit her lip to stifle the moans threatening to escape.
As Lisa began to wash Amy’s hair, her fingers lingering on her scalp just a little too long, sending shivers down Amy’s spine. She couldn’t help but fantasize about what it would be like if Lisa took things further. What would she do if she found out that Amy was achingly turned on by the gentle touches and whispers in her ear? Would she join her in this depraved indulgence or run away screaming?
The thought of being discovered only made Amy’s need grow stronger, and as Lisa continued to work her magic on her hair, deftly braiding strands and teasing out knots, she couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like if those skilled fingers were exploring her most intimate places. Her pussy throbbed in anticipation, and she shifted uncomfortably in her chair, trying to hide the wetness seeping through her panties.
Finally, Lisa stepped back to admire her handiwork, a stunning updo that accentuated Amy’s eyes and cheekbones. As she stood there, basking in the praise, all Amy could think about was how much she wanted more. She wanted Lisa to touch her again, this time with intent. She wanted to feel those fingers probing her tight asshole, searching for the hidden beads that were driving her wild.
But no, she reminded herself sternly. This was a secret indulgence, something to be enjoyed in private. With one last look of longing at Lisa, Amy gathered her things and made her way out of the salon, trying desperately to keep her libido in check until she could finally return home and finish what she’d started.
The drive home was torturous for Amy. Every bump in the road sent a jolt through her body, reminding her of the beads buried deep inside her ass. She couldn’t stop imagining Lisa finding them, pulling them out one by one with a mischievous grin on her face. The thought made Amy’s pussy ache with need, and she reached down to rub herself through her pants, trying desperately to find some release.
Finally, she arrived home, bursting with anticipation. She hurried into the bathroom, eager to get those beads out of her ass and finally give in to her desires. But as soon as she touched them, something unexpected happened. The sensation was so intense that it sent her flying over the edge, her body shuddering with pleasure as she came hard around the anal beads.
She stayed there for what felt like hours, savoring every last drop of satisfaction before finally removing the beads and rinsing them off. Her ass tingled from the memory of their presence, but it was a good kind of tingle. A reminder that she was alive, and that this secret part of herself wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
Feeling emboldened by her experience, Amy grabbed her phone and sent Lisa a message thanking her for the amazing haircut and adding a winky face at the end. She didn’t know if Lisa would understand what that meant or not, but she had to try. After all, there was always next week’s appointment…
Lisa smiled as she read Amy’s message, her cheeks blushing slightly. She couldn’t deny the attraction she felt towards her client, and the winky face only made things worse. As much as she wanted to explore these feelings further, she knew it was not appropriate. After all, Amy was a client, and Lisa had a strict code of conduct to follow.
But that didn’t mean she couldn’t fantasize about what could have been. She pictured herself and Amy alone in the salon late at night, exploring each other’s bodies with reckless abandon. The feeling of Amy’s soft skin beneath her fingers and the sound of their moans echoing off the walls sent shivers down Lisa’s spine.
Despite knowing it was just a fantasy, Lisa found herself replaying the scene in her mind over and over again. She couldn’t help but wonder what Amy was doing at that very moment – whether she too was lost in a world of desire or if she had already moved on from their brief encounter.
But whatever happened next, Lisa knew one thing for sure: this wasn’t the last time her thoughts would wander towards Amy. There was something about their connection that defied explanation and ignited a passion deep within her soul. And as much as it scared her at times, she couldn’t bring herself to resist its allure.
Meanwhile, back home, Amy couldn’t stop thinking about Lisa either. She found herself replaying their interactions in her mind, trying to remember every little detail. The way Lisa’s fingers lingered on her head, the gentle whispers in her ear, even the scent of her perfume. It all combined into an avalanche of desire that left Amy aching for more.
She considered sending another message to Lisa, but worried it might come across as too forward or creepy.
Instead, she decided to focus on herself and release herself of the heat. She spent hours playing with her body, discovering hidden pleasures and pushing boundaries she never thought possible.
As much as she longed for Lisa to join her in this journey, Amy knew that it was something she had to do alone for now. But that didn’t mean they couldn’t share a connection beyond the confines of the salon chair. They might not have acted on their desires yet, but Amy was confident that someday soon, they would find a way to be together – if only in each other’s minds and hearts.
Lisa spent the next few days consumed by thoughts of Amy. Every time she looked at her appointment book or walked past the salon, all she could think about was their intimate encounter. She found herself drawn to Amy’s picture on social media, studying every curve of her face and body in hopes of finding some sort of clue as to what Amy might be thinking or feeling.
One day, while scrolling through Instagram, Lisa came across a post that made her heart skip a beat: it was a picture of Amy with a pair of anal beads in her hands, accompanied by the caption “new toy, tried something bold today, still thinking about you, washing my hairs and touching me without you knowing #analplay #daring”. It was posted an hour before her first appointment with Lisa, a week ago.
Lisa’s mind was connecting the dots within seconds. Without hesitation, she sent Amy a direct message with just one word: “Curious <3.”
Amy’s phone buzzed in her pocket, and her heart raced as she read Lisa’s message. Amy thought she posted the photo of her as private, only for her to enjoy – but it turns out she made it public. Lisa’s message was intriguing, nothing like Amy has expected. She quickly typed out a response: “So am I, ;)” and hit send before she could chicken out. A nervous excitement filled her as she waited for Lisa to respond. Her mistake of posting the image and Lisa reacting to it positively was the best thing that could have happened.
Lisa smiled as she saw Amy’s reply and couldn’t help but fantasize about the possibilities that lay ahead. Despite the risks involved, she knew deep down that this was something she needed to explore further. And with each passing message between them, it became clearer than ever: they may have started out as client and stylist, but their connection ran much deeper than that.
As the days went by, Amy and Lisa’s conversations became more daring and intimate. They shared stories of past experiences, expressed their desires for each other, and even sent a few naughty pictures back and forth. Despite the risks involved, they couldn’t help but fall deeper into this naughty relationship – with its naughty fantasies.
One day, Lisa suggested they meet up at her place after hours when the salon was closed. Amy hesitated initially but eventually agreed, knowing that this could be their chance to finally act on their feelings for each other. She spent hours getting ready, trying out different outfits and applying makeup until she felt confident enough to face Lisa.
When she arrived at Lisa’s place, her heart was pounding in her chest. They exchanged nervous glances before finally closing the distance between them. Their lips met in a passionate kiss that sent shivers down Amy’s spine. From there, they explored each other’s bodies with reckless abandon, moaning and gasping as they pushed boundaries they never thought possible.
Afterwards, they lay entwined in each other’s arms, exhausted but content. Neither of them could believe what had just happened, yet neither regretted it either. They knew this was just the beginning of their journey together – a journey filled with both passion and danger. It was daring but that made it so much more exciting.
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