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By (user no longer on site) OP 32 weeks ago
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She smiles, 'do you really want that?' She asks. I must have looked at her in a questioning manner.... 'well if I join you in that shower right now, you'll shoot your load almost instantly and I will have to leave, plus i think Sue has her eyes on that prize'. I smile. I walk up close to her, undo the two buttons holding her top together, allowing the wrap around top to fall open. 'You aren't shy are you?' she laughs. 'Stop me anytime you want' I add. The white lace cups, very detailed with sexy lace trim and a small golden object nestled dangling between two magnificent breasts. 'Matching?' I ask. 'I think you'll find out shortly' she says, keeping eye contact whilst reaching out for my cock through my jeans. We kiss, tentatively to start with then full on with tongues. I pull her ass in towards me, pressing my body up against hers. Definitely a lace thong i confirm to myself as our mouths continue to blend into one. My other hand on her tit, through the lace. Any first feel of a strangers tit, especially when naked, is a lasting memory. I wanted to delay that naked moment as long as I could. She undoes my belt then the buttons, pushing her hand down the front of my boxers.
Thankfully the recent activities of my next door neighbour had meant I had gone back to shaving my balls and trimming my pubes after a lazy few months. I was neatly presented having conducted some earlier manscaping. She cupped my balls, still looking me in the eyes as she did it. 'A man who cares' is all she says before lowering herself down onto her knees. My cock now out, exposed and solid. Her mouth engulfs it. Her warmth sending my head backwards which is a feeling known by all men experience, espcially after a lengthy spell going without. She was slow, she was deliberate. She was preparing me. I was near to exploding when she stood up. Her trousers dropped, stepping out of them whilst discarding her top. She stood in matching white bra and thong but deliberately turned away quickly so her ass faced me. She walked towards the bathroom and into the shower. I then saw her front for the first time. Her tits unbelievably full and pert, unsure if they'd drop at all once the bra was removed. My eyes drawn downwards, her pubes bushy beyond belief. Hair spilling out either side and through the white lace. Half hugely turned on, half gobsmacked, the contrast in black pubes to white lace, i think to myself 'this is a woman who just doesnt care anymore or, like me, hasnt needed to care..... until now'. The full bush of the 60s and 70s, only seen (by me) in porn mags before. She looks embarrassed but smiles. 'You are good at trimming by all accounts' she says looking at and picking up the clippers that were still laying out, the razor, and the foam. 'Be careful now' she said as she lay down on the floor of the dry shower, opening her legs a little.
I strip off naked, my cock solid, i moved above her facing down her body, my cock and balls above her face. With the drink kicking in I had no fear, still feeling able to complete the delicate job i'm literally being faced with. A d*unken her had no doubts either. I push her thong down to just above her knees. The ball of pubic hair puffs up on release. 'All off or landing strip?'. She doesn't answer. I feel a tongue on my balls and tight bud. No water running yet, I am fully naked, she lay still on her back with her bra still on but thong half way down her legs. I push my face deep into her bush, just for a first experience. An odd feeling, thick pubes covering my face for the first time, over my cheeks, nose, and close to my eyes, my tongue searching only to be met with more and more hair. I set the guard to 4, just to trim it down a bit first, I flick the discarded hair to the side, unsure if it would be something to keep. I leave a strip up the middle, similar to the landing strip the porn stars of the 90s favoured, it remained at full length until I knew what length I wanted it to be. Pushing my cock deep into her mouth I hold it in place for her to gag, then pull out slightly. I'd quickly alter the grade with a flick of a switch from a 4 down to a 2, then to a 1. A full narrow tuft remained. It looked stupid, I took a 5 guard and trimmed it down a little before turning on the shower and applying some thick soap. The initial cold water resulting in a shriek from Donna at first before it warmed, the soap worked into a lather round her new stubble area, it turned more massage than shave prep as I lathered the soap down her thighs, between her legs, up over her stomach, and around her bra. My fingers returning between her now easily accessible pussy lips briefly before working the stubble area, just so the skin was razor ready. The water falling down off my back, between my ass cheeks and down into her mouth from my balls, she continued to lick and suck me as i massaged her most intimate area. Her tongue then presses against my tight hole, before pushing in. A new experience for me, unsure how to react. The feeling intense. As my cock twitches, i push her gently back down before reentering my cock back in her mouth. I take the razor and tell her to suck slowly. Any sudden moves could easily end up a cut, therefore teeth marks deep into my cock. I took the razor and carefully worked the soap areas, squaring off the strip, and taking the stubble right back to smooth. I noticed the hair line up her ass crack, I flipped her half onto her front so her ass was raised. Again soap was applied between her legs from behind, two fingers pushed deep into her pussy as my thumb teased her ass. Her moans were loud. Her thong soaking so I pulled it off down her legs. I go up on my knees and take the razor to her soaped perineum. 'Fucking hell' is all she said as number of times, I think in approval. The lathering of her ass with her twisted upper body, face looking up at me, led to me pushing three fingers in her pussy again and a thumb deeper into her ass, watching her face change with a little pain but overriding pleasure. I unhooked her soaking bra which fell down to her arms and covered her face, my first proper feel of her tits, I savoured the moment, soaping them more, firm, pert, amazing. The water cascading down added to the heated action. I remove my thumb from her ass, keeping three fingers deep inside her. I switch the razor to my other hand and carefully remove the hair from her crack with the razor. Once done she turns round, up onto her feet, and kisses me deeply. 'I have never.......' her speech interrupted by herself in her eagerness to kiss. My hand cupped her newly designed pussy. 'No no no' she called out. She dropped to her knees and sucked my cock, not caring for the soap that covered it. Her hands cupping my ass. Her actions were hurried, eager to please. Waterboarding herself up against my trim pubes. She gasps as she pulls away. I grab her hair and indicate for her to stand. She follows my prompt. The tiled side of the shower had moisture running down it, indicating a cold surface from the heat of the shower. I pressed her up against them, tits first, my cock pressing into her pussy. The grout from the tiles rubbed over her nipples making her moan as i thrust deep inside her, lathering more soap over her tits for slippery effect, as i moved her up and down over the ridges. My hand reaching round her waist to follow the route of the landing strip, teasing her clit as she moans into the wall. As the tiles heat from her body I pull out and switch her over to the glass partition. Again pressed up against the cold glass, tits squashed up against the transparent surface.....'imagine how slutty you look from the other side' I say into her ear. She tilts her hips backwards. A clear invite to enter her again. I do, hard and fast. Her hands lower down the glass, from up high to low, the finger trail visible on the steamed glass. I push my cock in as she imagines the pressed up view from the other side. I know she is thinking it as her face is deliberately pressed up against it too through choice. My cock rigid deep inside her she asks for me to cum over her not in her. Her words tip me over the edge, the beer stamina has come to an end, I grunt loudly a few times as her leg starts to shake. 'I'm cumming' I say into her ear. She drops to the floor as I unleash months of frustration down over her tits and face. Instantly cleaned off by the shower water. She then takes me in her mouth to take the weaker spurts. She stands, looks at her pussy and smiles, 'excellent work' she says. She disappears grabbing a towel, slumped on the sofa and grabbing her wine. 'That was so good, when I cum I cum hard but quietly' as if to reassure me she had indeed cum too. 'When's round 2?' She laughs. Shortly after she falls asleep, I cover her body in a blanket and head to bed. I place her underwear on the radiator to dry. In the morning she was gone, on checking my phone i saw her leave about 5am. There was no regrets, not from me anyway.... |