The big question is shaved or . I mean, how do you like your women. I had been reading naturist books and magazines for a few years and there always seemed to be at least one picture of a cute harry sweet without fuzz over her harry sweet, and I decided that when I had a harry sweetfriend she would be asked to remove her harry sweet hair. That was back then, and now, well, read on.
I ran into a magazine which published a feature article on going without pubes and I bookmarked the copy to show my harry sweetfriend. Several months after the story appeared I asked my harry sweetfriend if she would mind if I shaved her. She smiled slowly and said, “yes”.
I got my harry sweetfriend home on the Saturday morning with my pulse racing partly from the experience we were about to share and partly because my harry sweet had agreed that every Saturday meeting she would be wearing only a single item of clothing. I rang the doorbell and a few moments later the door swung open and I entered the hallway. She closed the door and revealed her dress that morning to be just a dazzling white Wonderbra her little boobies straining to be freed from the confines of the tight lace cups. We kissed our hello and she took my hand and led me upstairs her small boyish bottom tugged at my eyes as she retreated upwards.
Once in her room she swiftly undressed me then I unclipped her bra and released the pressure on her boobs. As the limp garment was removed she cupped the firm swellings and massaged them gently, the pale nipples swelling to blood red teats.
I stood back to place the bra on top of her neatly piled clothing, looking down her naked body I saw she had already taken the scissors to her pubes as the sharp outline of her cleft was now clearly visible through what was left of he once bountiful cushion of curls and .
She rummaged in a draw and pulled out a bag from the local chemist then took my hand and led me to the bathroom. Here she sat on the toilet seat and opened the bag took out the tube of removal cream and handed it to me. "You've used this stuff, do me first. I knelt down between her legs and squeezed tube contents across the hair in her lap. She shivered because the cream was cold when I looked up she was studying my actions over her and seemed to be enjoying the attention.
With my help she stood spread legged then knelt on the floor. Her cool hand held my cock before I too was subjected to the cold ointment she worked the stuff well into my harry bush and then sat back on her haunches, we chatted to pass the time. Then came the moment we were both looking forward to. My harry sweet climbed into the tub and I took a large handful of tissues and slowly worked my way around her crotch removing the cream and dissolved hair. Slowly the full effect was revealed she looked fantastic. The last act was to sluice off the remaining cream under cold water, she took down the shower head and turned on the water gasping at the chill on her freshly revealed skin she rinsed off.
She climbed out of the tub and toweled herself dry before allowing me to study her beautiful puss, my cock was aching by now from the attentions of her hand and seeing her totally unveiled. She was now certainly not .She took down her Dad's shaving mirror "I look like a ten year old" she remarked as she held the mirror over her puss. I longed to slip my hardness into that smooth puss. But it was my turn to be unveiled and I took my place in the tub.
Her hands worked fast and soon I was undergoing the water torture as I stood to towel myself dry she remarked "you look much bigger I need to feel you in here". I knelt on the floor and she reversed her harry sweet to my erection I reached down to open her lips and found her already slippery with her desire. My cock slid deep up inside her love canal and she gasped and dropping down onto her elbows she pushed back onto me to forcing my erection as high inside her as she could. She gave a little squeal and panted a little before relaxing and letting herself slid from my intimate probing.
We noticed that we had spent rather too long having fun and hurriedly dressed. "My pants feel funny" she remarked as the silky material slid over her naked pubis, the outline of her labia showing through the light cloth. Shall we go for a walk I asked she was positive and we quickly finished dressing and made our departure. I drove us to a woodland and once we had passed out of public view we stopped to kiss both of us intent on getting our hands to feel each other's smooth new skin.
My fingers found her harry sweet to be slimy with her desire before I had got her panties down. I stretched pulled and probed her naked fanny until she came her thighs and harry sweet smeared with the fluid of her excitement. Once she had recovered she stood in front of me and unbuttoned her skirt to reveal her smoothness to me then she turned and bent over and grasped her knees. I levelled my hips to her and slipped my erection up deep inside her slippery harry sweet she gasped as I slid full in and we stood coupled in the warm spring sunshine my cock getting ready to explode as I butted my knob up against her cervix, I withdrew rapidly and she straightened and took hold of my sticky cock working the foreskin back and forth for a few moments before my cum spurted out in thick white gobs.
We slowly recovered and dressed before returning home. She spent many months after this hairless giving up the cream for the daily run round with the razor whilst in the bath, being smooth really suited her slim body and she felt like "a million dollars" each time a hand or a silky pair of panties brushed over her harry sweet. She also became aware how often she got aroused during the day with no hair to dampen her feelings of ardour she was off to the bathroom "at least four times a day for non pee attention".
And to be honest, I miss that harry harry sweet. It took her nearly six months to grow back her harry bush, but when it was complete, we were both happier, and of course, she was more natural, a real .
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