As I lay there, my heart pounding in anticipation, I felt the warm glow of the candles flickering around me. My skin tingled with excitement as my friends gathered close, their eyes alight with mischief. Tonight was my birthday, and they had a surprise that none of us would ever forget.

“Sage,” my best friend Sarah whispered, her voice low and sultry, “we have something special planned for you tonight.” Her gaze lingered on my body, taking in every curve and dip as she spoke. I felt myself blush under her scrutiny, but there was no denying the heat that rose between us.

“What do you mean?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant despite the fluttering sensation in my stomach.

“You’ll see,” she replied cryptically, then turned to the others around me. “Okay, everyone, are we ready?”

They nodded eagerly, their eyes shining with anticipation. They began to light more candles one by one, creating a sea of flickering flames that seemed to dance and sway hypnotically before my eyes. The room grew warmer, the scent of wax mingling with the sweet aroma of flowers and champagne as I lay there, completely naked beneath the soft blanket.

“Now,” Sarah said, her voice low and seductive, “we need you to close your eyes and trust us.”

I hesitated momentarily, then gave in to their demands, surrendering to their care as I felt their hands gently guiding me through the darkness. There was no telling what they had planned for me, but whatever it was, I knew that I wanted it more than anything else in the world.

As my friends continued their preparations, I could feel the heat of the candles growing stronger, their light casting eerie shadows across the room. And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, everything went dark again. But this time, there was no blanket to shield me from the cold night air or my friends’ curious gazes.

I heard them moving around me, whispering softly as they worked together to create some sort of spectacle that I couldn’t even imagine. And then, without warning, a single candle was lit, its flame flickering wildly as it cast grotesque shadows across the walls and floor. They quickly gathered several candles around the room, melting them into small pools of molten wax. As they worked, My pussy throbbed with anticipation, wetness seeping between my legs at the thought of what was to come.

When the candles were ready, Sarah approached me first, dipping a finger into the hot wax before tracing it down my neck and across my chest. I moaned softly as the warm liquid dripped lower over my skin, leaving a sticky trail to my cunt that hardened almost instantly.

Suddenly, standing before me was my destiny: a tall, muscular man with piercing blue eyes and a wicked smile that seemed to promise all sorts of sinful delights. He held a tray filled with candles and began dripping hot wax onto my naked body as he approached me slowly, his gaze never leaving mine.

“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous. “Because this is going to be something you’ll never forget.”

I nodded eagerly, feeling the heat of desire building within me like a raging fire. This was what I had been waiting for; this was my birthday wish come true. As he leaned closer, his warm breath brushing against my skin, I felt the first drop of molten wax land on my thigh, searing my flesh and sending shivers of pleasure racing through me.

His hands were everywhere at once, guiding me into positions that seemed impossibly erotic, each one pushing me further beyond what I thought was possible. The candle dripped steadily onto my body, the wax pooling in the valley between my breasts before sliding down my belly to my pussy.

He kissed me then, his lips rough and demanding as he devoured me whole, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth while his hands continued their exploration of my body. I moaned softly into his kiss, my legs trembling with desire as he moved lower, trailing kisses down my neck and across my collarbone before finally settling between my thighs.

His fingers found me there, slick with arousal and eager for his touch. He slid inside me effortlessly, his thumb brushing against my clit in just the right way to send waves of pleasure coursing through me like electricity. I cried out softly, arching my back and thrusting myself harder against him as he continued his assault on my senses.

And then, just when I thought I could take no more, he stopped suddenly, pulling away from me and leaving me panting and gasping for air. For a moment, all was silent except for the soft sound of our breathing and the crackling of the candles around us. And then, without warning, he plunged back into me with a force that sent stars exploding behind my eyes.

It was over quickly, too quickly, perhaps. However, it left me breathless and spent, my body still quivering with the aftershocks of our passion even as I lay there, basking in the warm glow of the candles and leaving my body still in orgasmic pleasure and covered in candle wax.

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