6. Wax Play with Mary (The Blowjob Carnival, Part 6: Candlemaking) [MF]

(If you’re familiar with my story intros, skip to the ———–).

[Last time](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i7kzmh/the_hall_of_mirrors_blowjob_carnival_part_5_mf/), I (20, M) continued to entice you, dear reader, with stories of Mary (18, F), my girlfriend who threw me a Carnival-themed party and surreptitiously turned it into an extended birthday present of creative blowjobs. Each carnival table activity had its own card. Hidden inside was a sexy message with a tease about the kind of oral pleasure I’d be in for. First, she gave me a Retro Candy blowjob and indulged in an explosion of Pop Rocks and cum at the same time. She then gave me a luxurious blowjob with temperature play which finished with me watching her sip my cum from a cup of hot tea. That was followed by a bubblicious blowjob in the pool with a rough ending and a BDSM session that was my first venture into anal play and finished with me shaking the last of my cum off into her mouth. Next came a luxurious, no, pornographic oral sex session in front is a bunch of mirrors that she recorded from my point of view. That left us with 5 to go:

1. [~~Pop-Rocks and Assorted candies~~](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hv5roe/chemistry_in_chemistry_mf/)
2. Pie-in-the-face
3. Candlemaking
4. [~~Tea station~~](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i2d8wa/4_tea_station_the_carnival_part_2_mf/)
5. Whack-a-mole
6. [~~Bubble-maker~~](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i40aca/the_blowjob_carnival_part_3_mf/)
7. Rope puzzles
8. [~~Hall of mirrors~~](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i7kzmh/the_hall_of_mirrors_blowjob_carnival_part_5_mf/)
9. [~~Ring Toss~~](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i6f8po/ring_toss_the_blowjob_carnival_part_4_mf/)
10. “Freak show”

As you may recall, Mary was an outgoing natural leader, athletic dance squad captain, member of the student body leadership who also was a theater geek. She had an incredibly lithe body, legs for days that led to Aphrodite’s ass. And she had the most enchanting smile. Stretching the width of her pupils, her smile of perfect pearly whites was framed by full, soft lips that made the most fabulous curves. This was accented further by the most perfect collection of freckles and beauty spots across her cheeks, nose and forehead. That perfect face framed by a head of long, silky brownish blond hair that accentuated her beautiful pale skin. I thought she couldn’t possibly be more attractive.

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Part 6. Candlemaking

To be honest, it wasn’t long before Thursday rolled around. Frankly, the whole week was a blur. At least twice a day I was watching this homemade porno of Mary fellating me in a hall of mirrors. My dick was sore but I just had to think her name and I’d get rock hard again.

“Hi, I hope you’re ready for today. It’s gonna be a little different. Come over after work.” She texted.

I went over to her house immediately after work. In the driveway, I opened the card labeled “6. Candlemaking.” Her voice teased me in my head. “What’s long, hard, hot and drips all over my naked body? Candles of course!” She greeted me at the door with her usual big wide mouth smile. I couldn’t stop thinking about how much time she’d spent in the last week with my cock in her mouth.

I must have been staring at her lips because she then said, “Hey, relax, I’m definitely going to suck your cock, but we have something else to do first.” She leaned in for a kiss and whispered. “I know you’ve been jacking off to that video at least twice a day, you must be so sore.” She took my hand and pulled me up her stairs, “let me give it a good massage and TLC.”

Upstairs she had rearranged her couch where she had made her [Tea Station](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i2d8wa/4_tea_station_the_carnival_part_2_mf/) before. On the coffee table were some warmers from the birthday party we had used to make candles. She had what looked like maybe soapy water in them and was cleaning them out. A few of the candles we had made that day lay scattered around the table. Mary motioned to the couch and instructed me to take my pants off. I complied.

She kneeled in front of me and pulled from one of the warmers she pulled out a clean white wet towel. She wrapped it around my cock and balls. The warmth felt nice and after about 3 minutes she replaced the towel with another towel, this time cool. She took some massage oil in her hands and began to massage my thighs and the ligaments in my groin. Her strong hands and fingers felt so good stretching the muscles. The heat from the massage combined with coolness of the towel around my cock and balls called all my focus to my groin, heightening the sensations. As she worked her way up my thighs and groin, she began to not-so-subtly brush my testicles with her hands. She was clearly starting to tease me and my cock began to grow and dislodge the towel. She moved the towel out of the way and in one swift motion began stroking my cock with her hand and massaging my balls with the other. She stopped only to squirt some more massage oil in her hands and then continued. She looked up at me and smiled, catching me again staring intently at her lips. After about 20 seconds, I was fully erect and my cock was pulsating when she suddenly stopped.

“Wait, what? Why’d you stop?” I implored.
“We have special candles to make!” She said, reaching under the couch. She produced a penis casting kit. “What long and hard and made of wax? A copy of your cock for me to use whenever I want!” The nerd in me retorted, not thinking, “actually it’s probably made from silicone, like other sex toys.”
“Oh shut up, you” she shot back, “especially if you ever want to watch me use this on myself.” My cock jumped and I made the lips sealed motion and pretended to throw away the key. “That’s what I thought,” she smirked.

She had already read the instructions. Apparently I had to stay hard for 3 minutes with my cock inside the silicone mold. “That’s my job to help keep you that way,” she piped up. She mixed the solution and handed me the tube. “Alright, you’re up.” I stood up and took the tube from her. My cock, however, had stated to go softer in the interval. She swiftly dropped to her knees and put the shaft in her mouth and rapidly moved her head up and down, wetting the surface and quickly returning me to full mast. She pulled my hand holding the tube close and in another seamless motion transitioned my cock from her warm mouth into the cool liquid gel of the mold.

She began to strip in front of me, her dancer’s body revealed one sensuous sway and piece of clothing at a time. Her otherwise casual clothes revealed a wickedly sexy pair of matching bra and underwear. On top was a jet black lace shelf bra with an open cup prominently displaying her naturally buoyant, full retrousse breasts, each capped with a perfectly round areola and glistening pink gumdrop nipple. She ran her hands up her taut stomach and over her breasts, pausing to gently pinch the nipples. She spun around and slid her pants down, revealing a matching lace underwear. At the top was a small bow and as she bent over to slide the seam of her pants further down, I could see that her panties were completely crotchless, covering neither her butthole nor her pussy. They were the easiest access underwear I’d ever seen. I could feel my cock getting harder immediately. “Oh yesss” I whispered, betraying a fantasy in my head. She looked back over her shoulder at me, putting one leg up on the couch and putting her hands on her ass and spreading her cheeks, exposing her tight asshole to me. She took a hand off and put a finger in her mouth, wetting it seductively before putting it back over her butt and tracing her pussy lips with it. She buried it two knuckles into her pussy and began fingering herself. She had barely been in five seconds before she asked, “Oh wait, do you want *this?*” as she slid her finger out, wet with her saliva and pussy juices, up over her perineum and buried it in her asshole. This was, with less fingers, [my view of Mary.](https://imgur.com/a/f0rydaB).

She slowly fingered her ass and teased me, “you want to fuck my ass don’t you?” I nodded silently, my cock rock hard in the mold. “Better start stretching this hole for you then.” As she got ready to plunge her finger in again, she lined up her next digit and pushed both her index and and middle finger into her tight butt. The wince on her face as her sphincter stretched was so incredibly erotic. The sight of this woman, provocatively posed, now sliding two fingers into her anus while openly feeding my fantasies of being balls deep in her ass, was almost too much. “God it hurts so good,” she breathlessly let escape. “Stretch it more,” I commanded her.

Just as she was about to obey me and add her ring finger, her phone timer went off. And just like that my fantasy evaporated. Mary excitedly turned around and dropped back to her knees. She gently twisted and moved the mold. I could feel it peel off my skin. My cock slid out. She looked down the cavern in the tube. “It’s perfect!” She exclaimed excitedly.

I was sent to get cleaned up while she set the mold in a UV light box to cure rapidly.

When I returned I had planned to ask when we were going to get to use the silicone replicas of my cock, but instead I was treated to Mary sitting on the couch spread eagle, one hand rubbing her clitoris and the other holding a lit candle, dripping hot blue wax over her breasts. She looked elegant and pornographic at the same time. Like someone out of a decadent sex party. “Kinda looks like that [Pop-rocks cum](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i28mdq/the_carnival_part_1_mf/) on my tits, no?” I nodded, my hand mindlessly working it way to my cock where it started stroking the shaft. I walked up to her and stood between her legs. She looked up at me and kept masturbating and dripping wax, now down her midline… drip… drip… over her belly button… drip… over her panty line. She spread her labia and pulled back her clitoral hood and the next drop splashed directly on her clitoris. She threw her head back, her back arching, “Aaaaaahhhhh! Fuck! Yes!” I was impressed that she didn’t drop the candle and light the house on fire. She regained composure and again spread her labia, this time more intently dripping wax on her clit. Drip, drip drip right onto her clitoris. Each drip sent a shock and she moaned louder. On the fifth drip, Mary came. I grabbed the candle out of her hand and she gripped the couch cushions as each wave coursed through her.

“Holy fuck that was hot” is all I could manage. Once our minds cleared we started talking about pain limits with sex for a few minutes. From our BDSM session, Mary had learned that she liked experiencing some pain, but really loved intense pain when it was just for a second or two. She confessed she had already practiced with a candle earlier in the week and knew it made her cum very fast and she was eager to show me.

We kept talking as the timer rang for the mold under the UV light, “Actually, what I really want is to cum from you dripping wax onto my clit while you stifle my moans with your cock,” she said as she walked over to the light box. She started to pour silicone filler into the penis mold.

“How is that going to work, you know, logistically?” I asked, confused as to how she could so nonchalantly have this conversation while running a little science experiment.

“Well, we go to the bedroom, I lay on my back with my head over the edge. You put your cock in my mouth and you drop wax on me.” She clearly had thought about this ahead of time. “It’s actually hotter when I can’t tell when the drips are coming. Come on, lets go try it.” She grabbed a candle and my hand and led me to her bedroom. She jumped onto the bed and lay on her stomach supported by her forearms and crawled to the edge of the bed. I walked up to her and she opened her mouth as I approached and enveloped me in her lips. She began to work my cock with her tongue. I held the candle over her back and took in the smooth lines of her strong back muscles sloping down to her sacrum and then up again over the curve of her tight ass. I tipped the candle and the first drip landed on her spine between her shoulder blades. She clenched, her teeth biting down into the base of my cock. I gasped in pain. “Sorry!” She garbled, my cock never leaving her mouth. “No, it’s a good pain. More.” I tapped the candle and another drip landed one vertebra down. She bit again, this time more controlled. By the time I got to her /r/lordosis curve, we had a rhythm going. She had a trail of wax down her back, small red dots appearing around the blue wax drops on her creamy skin in reaction to the intense heat. My mind was only momentarily distracted by the patriotic red/white/blue combo before returning to the woman mercilessly teasing my cock, alternately grazing the shaft with her teeth and then her soft tongue. As I started to reach the curve of her as, I started to drip on each cheek. The drips were coming fast, painting her ass in hazy white wax. As I dropped wax close to the deep cleft of her ass, she took my cock out of her mouth, laid her chest down and reached behind her. She grabbed her ass with her hands and spread her cheeks. “Do it,” she commanded me. I leaned in, my cock laying on the side of her head. I could feel her tongue caressing my balls. It was distracting. The first drip fell to the left, but I could feel the cool air over my balls as she inhaled sharply. The second drip just to the right but closer. She sucked the skin of my scrotum into her mouth. When the third drip hit right in the bullseye of her asshole, she bit down, clenching her teeth on my skin and groaning. Her anus puckered tightly. “Agggghhh, I groaned, “fuck that hurts!” And I slapped her ass as hard as I could.

“Oh, yes!” She shrieked, letting go of my scrotum. *are you fucking kidding me?* I thought to myself, *is this really my life?.* She was still holding her ass spread open. I brought the candle close tipped it and let a small stream pour squarely into her anus. She buried her face in the sheets and screamed loudly. She raised her ass into the air. The next drops followed gravity and began to run over her ass onto her pussy. It was probably another 10 drops directly onto her genitals before she finally pushed my legs away, “Okay. stop stop stop,” she repeated breathlessly, “too much. Too much. Need a break.”

I stepped back immediately and lifted the candle away. She moved into child’s pose, her head still in the sheets to catch her breath. The line of wax down her back was an unmistakable reminder of the pain play we just enjoyed. Once her breathing calmed down, she sat up. “Don’t ever spank me that hard without warning me first, please.” She said, half-serious, half-smiling.

“Don’t ever bite my nuts that hard without warning me first, please!” I shot back, smiling.

“Hey, I get a pass for having hot wax poured in my ass, buddy.” We both laughed at each other, and at the ridiculousness of what we were doing with each other. Our laughter died down as the lust took us both over again. We stared at each other silently for what felt 30 seconds, each of us gearing up mentally for what we knew was coming next. At the same time, we both exhaled quickly. “More,” we both demanded in unison, our sexual minds perfectly in sync. Mary, rolled over onto her back and spread her legs away from me with her knees bent. She began masturbating even as she slithered toward the edge of the bed on back and hung her head over it. I walked over to her body and drank in the sight her of perfect svelte curves, tracing the roundness of her breasts, the perfect line down the middle of her flat abdomen, onto her prominent hip bones and over her soft mound of Venus where her left hand was vigorously working her clit.

As my cock approached her face, she extended her neck, opened her mouth and put out her tongue, inviting me into its warmth. I obliged her and slipped my cock into heaven. She put her other hand around my waist and pulled me deeper into her throat. She began to push me in and out of her mouth. I brought the candle over her body holding it upright with the flame near enough for her to feel the heat. “Mmmm,” she intoned gutturally, vibrating my dick. I let the first drop hit her neck right between the collar bones. She kept dictating the pace of my thrusts while I continued to intermittently drip wax on her torso. Even on her back, the shelf bra showed off her perfect tits, some wax still present from before. I drip-traced circles around her right breast, each one a little bit smaller and close to the nipple. As the circle began on the areola, she moved her hand from my waist to her right breast, cupping it and pointing to her erect nipple with her index finger. I obeyed, drop after drop hitting her right nipple, eventually coating it in completely in wax. Each drip on skin caused a little jolt, bouncing my cock off her throat. She never stopped sucking as she covered her right breast and gestured for me to continue on her left one.

As I gently fucked her mouth and dropped wax on her left breast, she pleasured her clit with one hand, toying her waxy right nipple with the other. She was in some amazing hedonistic zone and I wanted to keep her there as long as possible. I repeated the wax pattern on her left breast, culminating in dripping it directly on her hard nipple. She had begun to run her hand up and down her chest and neck and I could see her starting to squirm, approaching her orgasm. I put my left hand on her neck, pressing the webbing between my thumb and index finger onto the front of her throat, pinning her head. I then started thrusting in and out more vigorously, but gently bouncing off the back of her mouth, remembering she wanted me to go easy on her throat this time. She was pinching her nipple hard and furiously rubbing her clit.

I began to drip the wax down her abdomen. She was getting goosebumps and moaning over my cock as I got to her mons. I saw my cue as she pulled back on her labia and hood, tipping the candle over and letting four drops fall in rapid succession onto her exposed clit. That sent her over the edge, her body bucking and arching her back as she came violently. With each arch, my cock hit the back of her throat, the suction releasing as her body spasm relaxed, then engaging again as she arched again. My orgasm began just as hers subsided. I pulled my cock from her mouth and let it stand erect over her body. She kissed my testicles softly, chest and breasts still heaving from her own orgasm, as I began to cum. The first rope shot straight down the center of her chest, landing on her mons, the second stream landed in her belly button, with each subsequent one following the trail of wax back up her body, between her breasts and toward her neck, still with my hand on it. I let her go and stepped away. I could see she had her eyes closed and was reveling in her post-orgasm glow, touching her wax and cum covered body, mindlessly tracing cum swirls into her skin. She slowly moved her head down back onto the bed and letting her whole body relax. Once I had caught my own breath, I crawled onto the bed with her and lay with my head by her feet, both of us falling asleep, completely spent.

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