MichMan
03-01-2005, 03:23 AM
Hirsute Hon
A tale based on an actual encounter by John.
Hirsute hon, you can't be a day over 21. I couldn't help but notice that wisp of mustache hair above your lip and that soft cropping of matching side burn hair. No, wait, I'm not being critical. I'm not making fun of you, hon. I don't want a 'bearded lady', but I have no problem with the light patches of hair on your face, nor the stray bits of hair that jut out from the cleavage you so obligingly display for all to see.
By the way, that's a nice set of legs you have there, even if they are partially covered by that mini skirt. The prickly hairs on those shapely calves of yours poke out from their nylon coverings seductively. I'd really like to see more of that cleavage...
Thank you for taking off your top clothing, hon. I really love the way those stray strands of black hair stick out from your oversize aereolas. They twist and turn so nicely around your hard, jutting nipples. The fullness in your breasts feels so satisfying to one such as myself. What do you do when a thug pulls a gun on you ? That's right, hon, you raise your arms! Jesus FUCK, those are some hairy, STRONG SCENTED arm pits, hon! Yes, I'll lick them for you in just a moment; first, I just want to rub my cheeks, chin and nose all over them. INHALE your natural aroma. Get that lovely SMELL all over my face. There. Now for the taste test. My tongue burrows deeply into your pungent nest of fur. It's hard to conceive of something that is both bitter AND salty, let alone delicious in and of itself, but these are the sensations I'm experiencing right now. A stray hair remains on my tongue as my mouth closes in on your firm, heaving breasts. Just SUCKING your small nipple would be a waste; I would much rather run my tongue across your entire tit, across the top, under the bottom curve, around the sides and back again to the center point.
Would you mind removing your skirt at this point ? Thanks, hon. I see that the 'black forest' continues up from your calves and shins, up to and including your thighs before reaching the seams of your pink cotton g-string. It's here where the folicles get REALLY long and curly, weaving and winding their way around the elastic leggings of your last remaining garment. Allow me to remove this last barrier. I see by the piss droplet stains on the front and the chocolate drop smudges on the narrow backside that you've had these on for awhile. The almost overwhelming combined odor of unwashed pussy and sparsely wiped ass that rushes to my nostrils confirms this as well. It's all good, really. I have five senses, not just one or two, and if a woman is attractive enough to perform cunnilingus and/or analingus on, I want to SMELL her unperfumed, unwashed essense.
It will probably be more comfortable for both of us if we lie on my bed. All outside light gets blocked out when I mash my face into your furry mound. Spreading aside your wild and wooly cunt hair, I at last reach the pink center. As my tongue alternates between penetrating your musky pussy and your sour smelling bunghole, my nose inhales the accompanying erotic fumes and my free hand (the one that isn't holding your fur back) squeezes your left breast roughly, index finger and thumb pausing every now and then to pinch your pink nipple. As strong as the taste of your armpits were, they were nothing compared to the luscious and lascivious, urine and feces scented, bitter/saline tasting divine orifices beneath your waist. The combined optical, olfactory, digestive, contact and audio sensations (the latter in the form of your deep breathing and gasping noises) are almost enough to induce a touch free orgasm in me, however I still need to feel my hard dick inside of you.
It glides in smoothly, tightly, stroking every inch of my red tipped, throbbing cock as I begin to pump my hips back in forth in perfect rhythm with your rising pelvic region.
The low, gutteral groaning that emits from within you only adds to the passionate excitement. My face pushes once more into the hairy patch underneath your left arm as your hand reaches around to cup and tug at my swollen balls. This is all the erotic stress that I can handle as I begin unloading squirt aftesquirt of hot, sticky semen deep inside your moist, contracting, hairy pussy. I leave my softening dick inside of you, the last drops of semen oozing out as we lie together in a warm embrace, just my hirsute hon and I....
A tale based on an actual encounter by John.
Hirsute hon, you can't be a day over 21. I couldn't help but notice that wisp of mustache hair above your lip and that soft cropping of matching side burn hair. No, wait, I'm not being critical. I'm not making fun of you, hon. I don't want a 'bearded lady', but I have no problem with the light patches of hair on your face, nor the stray bits of hair that jut out from the cleavage you so obligingly display for all to see.
By the way, that's a nice set of legs you have there, even if they are partially covered by that mini skirt. The prickly hairs on those shapely calves of yours poke out from their nylon coverings seductively. I'd really like to see more of that cleavage...
Thank you for taking off your top clothing, hon. I really love the way those stray strands of black hair stick out from your oversize aereolas. They twist and turn so nicely around your hard, jutting nipples. The fullness in your breasts feels so satisfying to one such as myself. What do you do when a thug pulls a gun on you ? That's right, hon, you raise your arms! Jesus FUCK, those are some hairy, STRONG SCENTED arm pits, hon! Yes, I'll lick them for you in just a moment; first, I just want to rub my cheeks, chin and nose all over them. INHALE your natural aroma. Get that lovely SMELL all over my face. There. Now for the taste test. My tongue burrows deeply into your pungent nest of fur. It's hard to conceive of something that is both bitter AND salty, let alone delicious in and of itself, but these are the sensations I'm experiencing right now. A stray hair remains on my tongue as my mouth closes in on your firm, heaving breasts. Just SUCKING your small nipple would be a waste; I would much rather run my tongue across your entire tit, across the top, under the bottom curve, around the sides and back again to the center point.
Would you mind removing your skirt at this point ? Thanks, hon. I see that the 'black forest' continues up from your calves and shins, up to and including your thighs before reaching the seams of your pink cotton g-string. It's here where the folicles get REALLY long and curly, weaving and winding their way around the elastic leggings of your last remaining garment. Allow me to remove this last barrier. I see by the piss droplet stains on the front and the chocolate drop smudges on the narrow backside that you've had these on for awhile. The almost overwhelming combined odor of unwashed pussy and sparsely wiped ass that rushes to my nostrils confirms this as well. It's all good, really. I have five senses, not just one or two, and if a woman is attractive enough to perform cunnilingus and/or analingus on, I want to SMELL her unperfumed, unwashed essense.
It will probably be more comfortable for both of us if we lie on my bed. All outside light gets blocked out when I mash my face into your furry mound. Spreading aside your wild and wooly cunt hair, I at last reach the pink center. As my tongue alternates between penetrating your musky pussy and your sour smelling bunghole, my nose inhales the accompanying erotic fumes and my free hand (the one that isn't holding your fur back) squeezes your left breast roughly, index finger and thumb pausing every now and then to pinch your pink nipple. As strong as the taste of your armpits were, they were nothing compared to the luscious and lascivious, urine and feces scented, bitter/saline tasting divine orifices beneath your waist. The combined optical, olfactory, digestive, contact and audio sensations (the latter in the form of your deep breathing and gasping noises) are almost enough to induce a touch free orgasm in me, however I still need to feel my hard dick inside of you.
It glides in smoothly, tightly, stroking every inch of my red tipped, throbbing cock as I begin to pump my hips back in forth in perfect rhythm with your rising pelvic region.
The low, gutteral groaning that emits from within you only adds to the passionate excitement. My face pushes once more into the hairy patch underneath your left arm as your hand reaches around to cup and tug at my swollen balls. This is all the erotic stress that I can handle as I begin unloading squirt aftesquirt of hot, sticky semen deep inside your moist, contracting, hairy pussy. I leave my softening dick inside of you, the last drops of semen oozing out as we lie together in a warm embrace, just my hirsute hon and I....