The Quest for the Holy Dildo #19
#22 of Holy Dildo
Sampson the Barber
In which Faniel finally gets her pubes shaved, Devilah gets a taste of angel nectar, and Sampson kisses a furry butt.
| Faniel laughed, "Come on, hero. Let's see how skillful you really are with a blade." With that she handed one of her sharpened daggers to Sampson and he positioned himself between her legs.
"Well, alright then! You'd better lather up with some soap first."
"Oh no! I'm not doing your work for you Sampson. You're the barber. I just sit back and relax," Faniel said, leaning back and spreading her legs wide.
Sampson gulped, rubbed the soap between his hands, and applied it to Faniel. | |
| In fact, once he'd gotten over the initial excitement that touching the angel's pussy naturally generated, he was able to do a fine job and didn't so much as nick the delicate skin and folds there. At Devilah's suggestion, he refrained from rinsing the blade in the water until he'd collected the hair in a separate bottle.
"There may be a use for that," she'd said. "Simple angel hair is extremely valuable to alchemists. Angel pubic hair must be virtually priceless."
It took some time before he was finally able to do the job properly in those areas that required some manual manipulation to access. He was actually quite proud of not only his work, but the fact that he was able to contain his own arousal enough to concentrate on the work. Though the occasional low sounds that escaped from Faniel's throat indicated that she was perhaps a bit more into it than she let on and he wasn't too dispassionate to note that the soap wasn't the only source of lubrication for his blade. | |
| Still, he felt he was doing quite well. That was, until she turned around and presented her hindquarters fully to him so as to complete the job from that angle.
"Go on Sampson, you're doing fine!" Faniel said in a quiet though husky voice as she spread her butt for him to continue working on.
"Um... Sorry. Give me a second... Devilah? You... I could use some help."
Devilah crawled over and saw the problem, and applied her mouth to it. Between the stimulation of his lovers expert work and the sight in front of him, it was over in a few seconds and Sampson needed only another minute to be ready to resume.
"That good eh?" Faniel laughed.
Devilah smacked her lips. "That good! You've one beautiful ass, Faniel. Can't blame Sampson for losing it with that in front of him!" | |
| Even with his recent release, it still took some time to get back to work in earnest but Sampson finally completed the task and ran his hand from top to bottom.
"All done?" Faniel asked, her own voice somewhat husky.
Devilah laughed and tickled her anus. "Unless you've got hair in here, I think we're done!"
Faniel screamed at the unexpected touch on her most private area by Devilah, her ward. For her own part, she'd been pretty turned on by the touch of Sampson's strong hands, but the soft furred finger of her friend directly on her sphincter sent her over the edge.
"Oh my!" Devilah laughed, grabbing a nearby bowl and taking Sampson's place as he backed off, not quite understanding what she was doing. | |
| "Sorry guys," Faniel said between breaths as she collapsed. "Not... your fault."
"Oh, no problem Faniel. No problem at all!" Devilah said as she poured a few drops from the bowl into a small vial and held it up for Sampson to see. "Angel nectar. Fresh from the source! If angel pubic hair is priceless, imagine what_this_ is worth!"
"Devilah!" Faniel said, getting back up on her arms but smiling. "Be careful, that's dangerous stuff there. | |
| "Apparently not to me. Tastes like peaches!"
"Well anyway, sorry Sampson. You weren't the only one turned on by that I guess. I was fine till she touched me... there."
| The angel got to her feet then and spread her legs for her friends to see. "So? What do you think? Improvement?"
Devilah couldn't help herself and ran her hand over the smooth curve. Though she noticed the angel shiver at her touch slightly, she decided to ignore it. "Nice. Good job Sampson!"
Sampson had to agree. "That, Faniel, is the finest shaved pussy I've ever seen."
Devilah nodded and gave Sampson a kiss to assure him once again that she felt the same. "Truth is truth," she said. "That IS the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen period! Sometimes I wish I were male. But then I have multiple orgasms and change my mind." | |
| Faniel didn't conceal her pride. "It is, isn't it? Thank you Sampson. Now you see why it would be a shame to cover up this body!"
"Careful, Faniel, isn't pride one of the seven deadly sins?" Devilah pointed out.
Faniel thought about that for a minute. "Is it a sin if the thing you're proud of isn't yours? This body is on loan. Until recently I was incorporeal you know."
"Good point. Well, you can be as proud as you want then!" | |
| Sampson was gathering the pubic hairs and putting them into their own container.
"What should I do with these?" he asked.
"Keep them," Faniel said enigmatically with a smile. "They may come in handy someday."
"Just keep them safe, Sampson. To the right alchemist, that hair is worth a fortune," Devilah added.
"I will. And now, to bed?"
"To bed! You know, there's still one member of this little group that hasn't gotten off yet!"
"Are you_sure_ Dev? You sure looked to be getting into it when I was shaving her," Sampson asked with a knowing smile.
"Oh, well... okay. Maybe once." | |
| "I'll remedy that situation right away! Your pussy is no slouch in the beauty department either by the way!" Sampson noted as his lover climbed the steps in front of him and he planted a kiss on her butt.
Devilah squealed, "Oh Sampson. I bet you say that to all the girls."
| "Well, then prove it. I would like to have three more orgasms tonight, sir. Do you think you can help me with that?"