The electric residue of her orgasm frying through Kelli's tissue like seismic aftershocks, she was relieved beyond belief to be able to lean back on a solid surface and get off her weak and creaky knees. The solid surface in this case was the nearly 300 pound man seated beneath her, who was still in the process of working a towel between the crevices of Kelli's body to dry her off.
Her feet dangling a couple of inches off the floor as she huddled for a stable spot on top of Gerald's lap, Kelli was barely able to focus her eyes through the fog that continued to hang in the cramped bathroom. What she was able to see was Rico's naked and freshly showered frame standing directly in front of her, along with the brightly painted metal can he was shaking in his right hand.
In her disorientated state, Kelli wasn't exactly sure what Rico was priming in his hand but as exhausted as she felt at that moment, she didn't care if it was a can of spray paint rattling in his right palm as he approached. Sensing the weight of Rico's footsteps on the floor as Gerald continued to gently towel her off, Kelli's eyes flared when she saw Rico extend his arm towards her. In less than a second a thick layer of creamy white foam was smothering Kelli's freshly washed crotch.
"UUUHHHH," Kelli shivered out loud, flapping her thighs together several times like butterfly wings as the cool shaving cream leeched into her pale, sensitive skin.
Undeterred, Rico calmly nudged Kelli's thighs all the way apart once again with his forearm and laid down another layer of gel until the expanse of Kelli's hair-rimmed cunt was completely engulfed.
Her eyes focused now like two glassy lasers, Kelli watched as Rico sat a heavy glass mug full of steaming water on the floor between her dangling feet. A second later she shrunk back against Gerald's chest when she saw Rico reach up and take the disposable razor he'd tucked neatly behind his right ear.
"He's gonna... shave my... pussy," Kelli mumbled incredulously to herself even though her lips were quivering enough for both men to see.
While Kelli usually tried keeping her pubes neatly trimmed, she'd abandoned the chore of keeping herself cleanly shaven once she'd had kids and a full time career. With the change in her routine and no worry of anyone else really caring, Kelli had slipped on her grooming over the past few weeks however. If she'd had the strength to be embarrassed at that moment, Kelli would have apologized to the two men for the dense and unkept tangle down there, but it seemed Gerald and Rico had a solution for it. Watching with stunned, almost child-like fascination as Rico twirled the shaft of the razor between his fingers, Kelli waited for the sharp sliver of it's cutting edge to make its first swipe through the foamy icing covering her crotch.
In the process of looking down, Kelli could also see Gerald's two large hands reaching around from behind and cupping her breasts as his warm breath brushed over the back of her neck each time he exhaled.
"AAAHH... AAAHHH," Kelli instinctively trembled at the first razor's touch, having never allowed anyone close enough to shave such a sensitive area.
Feeling Gerald's steady grip tighten ever so slightly when she began to shake in his lap, Kelli's eyes remained glued on each successive stroke Rico's hand made with the razor across her pubic mound.
Even though it was on the floor and out of her line of sight, Kelli could hear Rico shaking the head of the razor clean every few seconds in the mug of hot water before returning the cutting edge back between her legs. The delicate, almost artistic ease that he went about his chore told Kelli that Rico had likely done this type of thing before and she suddenly felt a twinge of arousal shoot up her spine imagining him doing the same thing to another woman.
"Don't hurt her?" Kelli heard Gerald say from behind when Rico started gliding the razor in short trimming strokes around her rubbery and puffed vaginal lips.
"Don't worry... I won't," Rico replied without looking up, a hint of sarcasm in his voice as if to say 'we'll be gentle with her now but maybe not so much later'.
Kelli felt her heart rise with anticipation every time Rico sat the head of the razor down on her skin and she found herself holding her breath each time he scraped another strip of shaving cream and curly red pubic hairs away from her genitalia. The only time Kelli felt comfortable enough to exhale was when Rico swabbed the razor down into the mug to clean of it's previous take.
With each successive stroke, Kelli saw more of her bare vagina come into view and by the time both blooming folds of her pink labia were shaved clean and exposed, she'd raised her feet high into the air and placed them on the two granite knots of Rico's shoulders as he continued his carnal trimming.
Her nipples now the size of two olives as Gerald pinched and tugged at them from behind, Kelli shamelessly began nudging her naked asscheeks against his throbbing erection below.
Making the last few touch-ups along Kelli's vaginal rim, Rico then dropped the razor into the mug with a wet plop and reached for the towel laying on the floor beside him. Taking the scrunched up white towel in both hands, Rico tucked it between Kelli's outstretched legs and gently wiped away the excess lather and random hairs until her entire crotch was as smooth and clean as the day she was born.
Kelli looked down between her swinging breasts at Rico's face and watched him take a few moments to admire his handiwork after he'd pulled the towel away from her cunt. Her ankles still resting across Rico's shoulders, Kelli tried getting comfortable to the strange sensation of having the warm damp air of the bathroom cling to her suddenly bare crotch as she waited for the man below to make his next move.
While the two men she shared the motel room with did nothing to debunk one myth she'd long harbored about black men's sexual appetite and prowess, Rico was about to do something that would blow a second myth she'd heard completely out of the water. Before Kelli could remotely begin acclimating herself to having a smoothly shaved vagina, Rico leaned forward and placed his mouth directly over the hairless fissure, his lips and tongue churning fiercely through Kelli's pinky and pulpy vaginal folds.
"OHH... GODD," the married woman yelped, digging the fingernails of her left hand into Gerald's thigh as Rico mashed his face hard against her shaved sex.
"Didn't think black men ate pussy did you?" Gerald whispered into Kelli's ear as she writhed and jerked on top of him. "Just keep those legs open... you aint felt nothin' yet... just keep splashing those juices of yours all over his face!"
Any hope of controlling the flow of arousal seeping from her cunt was long gone. Having cum at the hands of both Gerald and Rico once already, the lust that had been dammed up behind the concrete wall of Kelli's sense of morality and self control had now breached and now Kelli feared she was capable of anything. The sound of Rico's mouth chewing at her pussy drifted through the cramped room and Kelli found herself reaching down with her right hand and placing it on the top of Rico's head to hold herself steady as he corkscrewed his tongue deeper into freshly shaved quim.
"UUUHH... UUHH... UUHHHHAAHHH," Kelli's frail, high pitched voice sizzled from her throat as her girlish thin, pale while legs rattled on top of Rico's shoulders and back.
