Another Life – Chapter 25

It’s not easy, trying to find someone to share an apartment with three other people, at short notice – especially over the Christmas holidays. But word of mouth travelled fast, and within a month of Ronnie leaving us in the lurch, we got a nibble.

Rina was a slim brunette with a very pretty face. She wore headbands and fitness gear, or workout clothes. I didn’t know if she was an exercise nut, or if she was just trying to imitate Olivia Newton John.

She was also Barbara’s best friend.

Rina had been over a couple of times, but only when we’d been having a party, or a large group. She took a tour of the apartment, and then asked most of the same shrewd questions that Laurie had asked the landlord before we signed the lease. Rina was especially pleased when she heard what her share of the rent would be.

– “I can move in February 1st.” she said.

– “Super!” said Laurie.

I have to admit that I was a little worried about Rina. It’s true that I barely knew Rose before we became roomies – but Rose was a sweetheart. And I hadn’t been dating her best friend.

It was a relief, then, when Rina set me straight right away.

– “We’re gonna be good friends, Joe. Barbara said you were a really nice guy. She still considers you a friend, too.”

That was nice to hear. We all quickly discovered that Rina was remarkably frank and open. She might not be in Eli’s class, when it came to telling the truth, but she was very, very close. We found that out even before she officially moved in.

Rina brought over a few boxes, and a few of her clothes.

– “I’ll need some help moving in, though.” she said.

– “I can help.” I told her that I could borrow Uncle Ray’s truck, and find a friend to help me carry her furniture.

– “That’s fantastic!” she said. “Oh, Joe, if you could do that, I’d really make it worth your while.” She batted her eyes at me.

I’m sure my mouth fell open. Rose spit a mouthful of soup across the table, spraying Laurie’s arm.

– “Geez!” snapped Laurie.

Rina though that Laurie was reacting to what she just said. Who knows? Maybe she was.

– “I didn’t mean that I’d fuck him.” said Rina. She smiled at me. “I just meant that I’d buy him a case of beer. That would be alright, wouldn’t it?”

– “You don’t have to buy me beer.” I said.

– “Then I’ll buy it for all of my roommates, and we can share.”

I got Eli to help me. I figured that a beer or two and an introduction to Rina would be well worth the price of admission.

We carried her bed and dresser up the stairs, and then load after load of clothes. I swear, this girl had 29 pairs of shoes – at the age of 21. Even Imelda Marcos took a few years to amass her collection.

– “You’re beautiful.” Eli told her. “I’d love to go out with you.”

– “Probably not going to happen.” said Rina. “Nice of you to say, though.”

We had ourselves a new roommate. Once again, we would be splitting the rent four ways, instead of three. Of course, Rina was not an unmitigated blessing.

The night after she moved in, she had her boyfriend over.

She must have bought her bed at the same store where Ronnie and Laurie got theirs. It was the serenade of the springs all over again.

The next morning, Rose couldn’t meet my eye. It was probably worse for Laurie, though; she was in the room next to Rina, trying to sleep through it.

– “Rose, you wouldn’t have any earplugs, would you?” she asked.


Tanya was a bit cold with me, over the phone, for a week or so. Then we just had trouble connecting. I did ask her out, but when Tanya found out that coming back to my apartment afterwards wasn’t on the agenda, she lost interest.

It was almost two weeks later when she called me, and invited me over.

– “My parents are going away for the weekend – and they’re taking my sisters.” she said.

– “You’re not going?”

– “Unfortunately, I’m going to be terribly sick.” she said. “Too sick to go with them. I’ll need my boyfriend to come over and make me chicken soup. And maybe rub my tummy …”

I did end up rubbing her tummy. She also fucked me on their couch, in her bed, and blew me against the wall in the hallway.

She also wanted me to fuck her in her sister’s room. I could just picture her gleefully telling Sam all about it afterwards. I drew the line there.

– “Why not?” she said. “I never say ‘no’ to you!”

– “Tanya, I’m not about to be some kind of weapon for you to one-up your sister. Don’t drag me into your … battles.” I had been about to say ‘squabbles’. I don’t think she would have appreciated that much.

She was angry enough as it was. I ended up leaving hours before I had to.


Personal Assistant – Chapter 25 – Mother

He walked over and put one knee on each of the padded chairs, causing his legs to spread wide, and leaned forward onto the table. She walked over to me and led me up behind her husband. Oh shit! What do I do? She’s going to tell me to fuck her husband’s ass! Say no! Just say no!

She poured some oil out into her hand and began stroking my dick. She looked up at me and I melted, I completely folded. I had to do what she told me to, I just hope to god that I might be allowed to fuck her too. Once lubed up she guided my cock right into her husband’s ass. I tried to insert it but there was lots of resistance and I just didn’t find it sexy. I guess you could say I lacked motivation. Then the motivation came, fire struck across my ass. Again my ass lit up and I grabbed dad’s ass and shoved my swollen dick up it. He let out a groan and his face fell flat onto the table. I pulled back and then drove deeper as another slash of motivation crossed my backside.

I had nearly buried half of my oversized cock in three strokes. Hubby was in pain, but as I looked towards Sadie’s mom she was smiling. I thought if this pleases you and makes you happy, I have no problem fucking this man’s poop-chute. So fuck it I did, I fucked the poor guy silly. That’s when she said, “Don’t just leave him hanging there” and she took my hand around his front and put it on his dick. I wasn’t sure what she wanted until I felt the sting of the switch in between my legs, so I improvised. I started stroking him as I fucked him. Another first, I had another man’s cock in my hand. It felt almost like an extension on my own dick, right through his asshole. Other than the size, it was like I was jacking myself off.

We were fully engaged now. He’s moaning and groaning and I’m working up a sweat slamming my dick to the hilt and beating him off hard. As sweet mom sees me getting close, she steps up next to her husband, takes the switch under us and starts striking upwards on his dick and balls as he lets out a wail. She strikes my hand as I stroke his cock so I move to his mushroom head to avoid the switch and start a rapid pumping assault. Then as my dick drives up his ass to the hilt, her switch crosses my balls too. Fuck that hurt, so I quickly reversed my stroke. As my ball sack clears the danger zone I realize my dick wants more. So I find myself driving it home again and as our balls slap together and I get struck again. God that hurt but this time I didn’t draw back, I stayed fully embedded up his ass and a direct target of our sweet-thing’s switch. She struck the both of us over and over.

My mind was awash with sensation as the voltage of pain shot into my dick. I was slumped over this poor man’s back gripping his cock tight in my hand and beating it something fierce. Fully impaled on my dick as we both take strike after strike, he cried out and I feel his cock spasm in my hand and his asshole grip and spasm around my dick. He spewed cum out into my hand which I used as lubrication to stoke his whole cock as tightly as I can. He groaned in absolute submission and defeat as I pumped a load of spunk of my own into his ass. Oh my god, that was intense. My knees just buckled as I lay out over his back, he couldn’t move at all.

After a few minutes I was able to push myself up with my arms and stand. My dick was still embedded in his ass so I slowly removed it with a plop. Sadie’s mom was standing there with me looking at the gaping hole that was his ass. She took the switch and laid it across his butt as she said, “Look at your ass, you are such a slut” and proceeded to whip his already abused bum.

I still don’t fully understand but my cock lurched and grew as I watched. His asshole gulped as if gasping for air with each strike. Welts began to form across the hot streaks rising from his ass and my dick continued to grow. I wasn’t sure if I should feel sorry for the poor guy when he was finally told to stand up and we were both instructed to go clean up at the sink there in the patio. He was moving pretty gingerly as we made our way. The whole time we were washing the spunk off our cocks I was thinking that was incredible. It was some of the best sex and I never even touched the woman I was having sex with, Sadie’s mom.

We stepped back to the one we were both trying to please. Again, she looked so prim and proper standing there in her pretty summer dress holding the switch. She was looking us both over when she said, “I think I want to have both of you . . . at the same time.”

My heart jumped at the thought of finally getting to touch her. She slowly started unbuttoning the top button of pretty dress and worked her way down. By the time she got to her waist, the top portion started to spread and reveal her perfect braless breasts. Even before I saw her nipples I knew they were perfect too as I could see them pushing against the fabric. She continued down until she reached the bottom of the dress and she just let hang open down the front. Holy shit she was sexy! Her tummy was flat and her neatly trimmed pussy had no panties to cover it. She just looked at me gawking back at her.

“Let’s go over to the picnic table” she said as she turned and headed to the far side of the patio. From behind as we followed, I could see her dress opening with the wind as she walked. She was so gracefully erotic. With the excitement of a young boy I wanted to run around in front to watch, to catch a glimpse.

As she turned to face her two obedient dogs, she dropped the dress from her shoulders. She was perfect, from her slender hips to her flawless skin. There was absolutely no evidence of birthing three beautiful young women. My heart fluttered, my knees wobbled a bit and my dick grew. She was looking at my enthusiasm grow when she said, “Honey, will you please make sure this wonderful penis is as big as it gets before it touches me?”

“Yes ma’am” and with that this very handsome successful man, more than ten years my senior got on his knees and started licking my dick. I was already pretty excited but he was taking me up a level as I just stood there, gazing at his beautiful wife and took it. He licked my dick, sucked my balls, and then tried to swallow my cock. He made it pretty far, not as far as his lovely second daughter mind you, but Sadie was special.

Sadie’s mom just stood there watching me watch her. Her delicate well manicured hand dropped to her nicely trimmed bush and lightly touch herself. Her nipples looked delicious placed high on her perfect breasts. All I knew was that she was responsible for the sensations I was experiencing up and down my dick. It hardly occurred to me that a man was sucking my cock; it was her controlling my pleasure.

She stepped up behind her husband and ran her fingers through his hair as he worked the mushroom head of my dick with his mouth and tongue. As he took me as far as his gag reflex would allow, her eyes never left mine when she pushed his face further towards my balls. I could feel him gagging and choking around my dick, but she continued pushing further. Holding him there until I thought he might pass out, she released him to gasp for breath. Still her eyes were on mine. I thought her hubby was done but surprisingly his mouth readily came back to my hard cock and took me as far as he could before she took his head in her hands and again forced my dick down his throat. He took me past his gag reflex and down into his throat. Having her standing there beautifully naked with my cock buried in the face between her hands was the most surreal sexual experience I’d ever had. My dick was enjoying every choke, gag, and spasm he was suffering.

He was required to take me down into his throat several more times before she finally let my cock slide out and allowed him to get to his feet. I was expecting him to be whipped dog, but when he stood he was rock hard, fully extended. His sweet little wife looked at his cock, gave him a pet across the side of his face and asked him to sit on top of the picnic table. He said, “Yes ma’am.”


Murder Mystery Weekend – Chapter 26

– “Until the relationship ends?” asked Eliza. I had succeeded in catching her interest.

– “No. Longer.” I said. “Made that mistake ages ago. A buddy of mine broke up with his girlfriend. The way he described it, the relationship was over. He hated her guts. I waited a week or so, but I’d always been curious about her. So I asked her out. He was furious. It cost me a friendship. And he was right to be pissed off at me.”

– “Somehow I have the feeling that this lengthy explanation will eventually come around to me.” said Ee. “Are you trying to spare my feelings?”

– “I’m telling you the truth, Ee. When we started hanging out together, I would have had to be blind not to notice you. To be 100% honest, I noticed both of you. But …”

– “But?”

– “But Claire is Leo’s sister. I didn’t know how he would take it. Besides, as time went on, I began to realize that Claire wasn’t for me, anyway. She and I both know that. We wouldn’t last as a couple. You, on the other hand …”

– “What about me?” said Eliza.

– “Lovely. Kind and generous. Smart. All that I could ask for in a woman. Except that my best friend confided in me one night, over a couple of beers, that he was madly in love with you. I couldn’t go after you, Ee. Not after Leo told me how he felt.”

Eliza was a smart girl. On top of that, she had a heart as big as all outdoors. She understood all too well what I was telling her.

– “That’s so unfair.” she said. But her tone of voice suggested that she didn’t mean it.

– “Eliza, tell me this: if you were really interested in Craig, but Claire said something first, would you say something to him? Would you try to beat her to him?”

– “What if she tried with him, and it didn’t work out?” she asked.

I didn’t even answer. I just looked at her sympathetically.

– “Aww, fuck.” she said.

– “I would never say ‘no’ to you, Ee. But I couldn’t do that to Leo.”

– “Sometimes I wish that the two of us weren’t so noble.” she admitted.

– “I’m not particularly noble, Ee – as I’m sure Claire told you. But if it was to be you and me, I would want it to start out right.”

– “Alright. I got it.” She sighed. “Now, would you get me a drink?”

I did as she asked, and helped myself to another.

– “You’re not the Falcon, are you?” I asked her.

Eliza swatted me on the arm. “You dirty bugger! Trying to catch me in a moment of weakness, are you?”

– “You’re playing a deep game.” I said. “I can’t tell whose side you’re on. But there are at least two sides. And the time may soon come when you’ll need to choose one. I’m holding the door open. But I’m not sure how long I can do that.”

– “Who’s on your side?” she asked me.

– “I’m more certain about who’s on the other side.” I gave Eliza a brief, edited version of my run-in with Ben and Barbara earlier on.

– “Why is this Bible important?” she asked.

I did my best impression of a sphinx.

– “Fine.” she said. “But that means that Claire told them. I know she gave it to you. She tells me everything.”

– “She’s on their side – even if she doesn’t know it yet. I think Craig is, too. But I’m not sure if sharing the treasure is part of Ben and Barb’s plan. My team still has room for some charter members.”

– “You don’t have a team.” she observed.

– “Which is why full shares of the treasure are still available.” I told her. “Get in early, before all of the best seats are taken.”

That was when we heard four bells from upstairs.

Eliza reached up, slowly, and touched my cheek. “Thank you, Colin, for being honest with me. I’m still not happy – but this makes it easier to accept.”

We parted as friends. My next duty station made me nervous, in more ways than one. I knew who it was.


Why I Don’t Shave My Hairy Legs—or Any of My Body Hair

Yes, it’s OK to let it grow.

At first glance, Morgan Mikenas’s Instagram page, @I_am_morgie, seems to feature the typical fitness posts. There are photos of her working out, selfies that highlight her physical changes since she switched up her fitness routine, and snaps of all her favorite #eeeeeats. But Mikenas’s account also focuses on something women often don’t talk about, let alone show on Instagram: body hair. The Indiana-based Instagrammer hasn’t shaved her body hair in over a year, and she proudly displays her leg and armpit hair to remind other women that it’s OK to let it grow.

“By showing my body hair I hope to make an impact,” Mikenas captioned a recent pic that highlights the hair on her legs. “Stop listening to the voices that told us our whole life that we need to look a certain way to be valued, respected, attractive or healthy. It’s up to every person to decide what makes them feel most comfortable within themselves.”

In a recent YouTube video, Mikenas explains that she didn’t always feel confident when it came to her body hair. She says she started shaving her legs in middle school after “some girls on the playground” made fun of her for having “hairy legs.” “I went straight home to my mom and was so upset and crying and telling her to teach me how to shave my legs,” she says in her video. “That’s when it all began.”


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When her leg hair would grow out slightly, she says she’d feel “dirty” and “ashamed.” “So then I would feel obligated to go shave my legs so I would feel good and feel sexy,” she says.

But last year, she started to rethink why she shaved her legs. “It just took so much of my time to get in the shower and have to shave everything and then wash my hair and wash my body,” Mikenas says. “One day I was like, ‘Why am I doing this anymore? This just takes so much time!’ So I just let it do its thing and grow out.”

As her hair grew, Mikenas realized it was kind of nice. And today, Mikenas is confident in her decision to go natural. “I freakin’ love my body hair. I love the hair that grows on my body. I just like being my most natural and human self.”

The Instagrammer makes it clear that she’s not suggesting all women have to stop shaving their body hair—she just wants women to feel comfortable making the choice for themselves, rather than shaving to fit a cultural norm. “I just want people to not feel ashamed of themselves in any way.”

Her point is perfectly summed up in the hashtag she uses on most of her photos: #BodyHairDontCare. Other people on Instagram have used the hashtag, too, and it’s full of confidence-boosting images for those who want to go au naturel.

Whatever your decision—whether you’re “body hair don’t care” or “body hair do care”—know the choice is up to you and you alone!


Watch: Iskra Lawrence: How I Learned to Love My Body

California Dreamin’ – 1982 to 1984 – Arielle – Part 2

I put some sunscreen in my hands and lowered my hands to Arielle’s shoulders and begin to work in the lotion going down her back. Arielle felt my strong hands touch her back and my fingers kneed the lotion into her skin. I moved down slowly and went from the middle of her back to the sides. My fingers lightly touched her sides. Arielle felt me get closer and closer to her bikini top and the sides of her breasts. I knew what I was doing as I teased closer and closer to her heaving little breasts.

I then worked down to her lower back and closer to her bottom. I was just an inch above her bikini bottom and could feel the rise of her back to her sexy little bottom. One time I intentionally slipped two fingers an inch deep under her bottoms as I was making circles on her back.

“Mmm” Arielle let out a little moan and I knew she was enjoying her personal massage. I  boldly asked “Do you want me to get the backs of your legs too?” Arielle quickly responded “Please!” I couldn’t believe the fun I was having as I looked down at her warm body that still had drops of pool water on it.

I started around her knees and went down first and got her calf muscles. Arielle gladly bent her knees and lifted her legs allowing me to take her foot and leg into my hands. Next I worked up on the back of her legs and over slowly up to her ass. Her legs were so perfect and toned. Arielle felt my hands work closer to her crotch and get 6 inches away. My hands would dip in between her legs as I rubbed her inner thighs.

I wasn’t going to stop now as I was just inches away from her pussy that was separated from my  fingers by only a thin bathing suit. I intentionally made wide circles so that I would touch her bottoms more and more. Arielle felt my fingers brush against her pussy and imagined what it might be like for me to touch her pussy for real.

I begin to rub right next to her pussy and I went on top of the suit with my fingers. Arielle let out another moan, but this time more loudly. “Does that feel good?” I innocently asked her. “Yes, keep going” she said.

I now had all the permission I need to have some fun. I rubbed the sides of her ass and then quickly returned to her pussy. This time I put 3 fingers directly on her bikini bottoms directly over her pussy. I rubbed her pussy harder and up and down. Arielle opened her legs wider allowing me to work her pussy even better.

Next Arielle felt my fingers slip under her bottoms and probed for her pussy hole. A tingle shot up her whole body as I explored her young pussy with my fingers.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I wanted to see what her wet and warm pussy looked like. I grabbed the inside of it and pulled it over to the side to reveal her young tight pussy. Her lips were pressed to her body from the tight swim suit. She had some curly hair coming out from her front, but her pussy was shaven clean.

Arielle felt my fingers touch her pussy again. And probe her deeper now that the bottoms were out of the way.
I inserted two fingers inside her pussy and he began to work her pussy faster and deeper.

“Oh god, that feels great Chaz” she announced, “Don’t stop!”

“Turn over and I’ll pleasure you even better” I instructed. Arielle flipped over and opened her legs wider for me. I pulled her swim suit bottoms to the side again but this time revealed more of her little bush that was just above her labia.

Arielle felt my finger probe between her slit and locate her clit. I rubbed her clit for several minutes and took out my finger and tasted her pussy juice on my lips. “Mmm, you taste good” I replied and I smiled at her and licked her pussy juice from between my fingers. Arielle took my hand and guided my fingers into her mouth as she sucked on my fingers smiling.

Arielle lifted up her legs and quickly removed her bottoms completely off her and then unhooked her top and tossed it to the side. I grabbed her chest and pinched her nipples and leaned down to kiss and suck them a little.

Arielle had opened her legs wide and them said “Now you can get a better taste” as she smiled. My head turned down to fully enjoy the prize as I kissed down her belly and on top of her little bush. Arielle felt me run my tongue down between her bush and to her slit.

My tongue probed deeper into her fuck hole as I lapped up her wet tasty pussy. Arielle moved her hands to my shorts and unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. She reached in and felt my hard dick with her hand. She pulled it out and it sprang from my shorts just inches away from her mouth.

Arielle began to stroke my dick as she turned sideways facing my cock with her legs still spread wide. She licked all around the tip of my dick and them placed the head into her mouth and began to suck hard on it.

I moaned in pleasure as I felt the wet mouth of Arielle take my dick in deeper and deeper. Arielle couldn’t take the intense pleasure anymore and announced “I want you inside of me.”

I took no further excuse and got up and Arielle laid on her back and opened her legs wide for me. I took my wet dick and rubbed it up and down on her wet pussy lips. The head of my cock would disappear inside her open wet pussy occasionally. “Don’t fucking tease me!” She demanded and I took the hint to push my dick inside her further. Arielle felt her pussy expand to fit my fat cock inside her. She felt a tingle move up her spine as I went deeper.

I felt her hymen stop my dick halfway inside her. “Just do it.” She ordered me and I pushed forward leaning on top of her and kissing her mouth and helping to hold on her scream as I relieved her of her virginity. Arielle felt the intense pain but it went away as soon as she felt the base of my cock rub against her clit. She couldn’t believe how much of my dick that her young pussy took in.

Our chests rubbed together as I started to pump in and out of her… stretching out her virgin fuck hole for the first time. I felt my balls slap against her ass and I could feel the wetness of her pussy leaking out from our making love.

I got faster and faster and Arielle was moaning out and holding me and feeling my chest as I pumped her pussy deeply. In a quick move I flipped over and grabbed Arielle and pulled her on top of me.

Arielle found herself straddling me and she sat up and started ridding me like a wild horse. I looked up at her and smiled as I watched her bouncing breasts bobble up and down with her motion. I followed her body and enjoyed watching my dick disappear in and out of her pussy.

Arielle slammed down on my dick and pressed down hard putting pressure on her clit. She began to rock her hips back and forth grinding her clit against my body. The motion began to bring her to a climax and she became even more vocal as I reached up and pinched her nipples.

I reached around with a hand and squeezed her butt. I pulled her ass apart to allow her go a little deeper. I slid my fingers down her crack and felt her asshole. I began to finger it a knuckle deep and work it in a little circle.

“Fuck!” She exclaimed as she felt her ass being toyed with. I took this cue to start going deeper and I began to finger her deeper and more quickly.

It wasn’t long and Arielle couldn’t hold in her cum any longer. She slammed down on my cock again and pressed down so hard to ride her climax good. I squeezed her ass more and in excitement for her he called out “cum for me baby, cum all over my dick.”

I felt my cock flooded with her wet sticky mess. It was all I could take and announced “Fuck I’m gonna cum too”. Arielle jumped off my dick and laid right next to me leaning toward me. I aimed my dick at her stomach as I shot two big spurts of cum all on her belly and even up on her tits. I could see some of my cum in her public hair and dripping down on her skin. I leaned over and we hugged together rubbing my cum all over our stomachs.

We collapsed next to each other for a minute and I gently rubbed her chest and body. I kissed Arielle and I held her for a while and ran my finger on her lips and face. We both jumped in the pool to clean up and then Arielle put her bikini back on and went home with a smile on her face.

I watched her walk to the fence gate and called out to her, “Come over and swim anytime!”

Arielle turned around and said “Oh I will for sure.”

Rock n’ Roll…


9 Reasons Why You Should Let Your Pubes Grow Wild

Not shave my pubic hair—isn’t that gross? If that’s what you’re thinking, you’re not alone! A lot of people believe that hair down there is dirty, gross or unattractive. If you’ve been thinking of putting down the razor and have wondered more than once, “Who am I really doing this for?” then you’re in luck, because most of what you’ve heard is probably either myth or personal opinion.

The fact is, like anything else from how you wear your hair to the style of your clothes, whether or not you shave (or wax or trim) your pubic hair is completely up to you. It’s an individual choice, despite the way it’s been historically gendered (when’s the last time you heard a bunch of guys wondering whether they could get away with not waxing before vacation?). We’re here to tell you that there are at least nine great reasons to let your pubes grow wild and natural.

1. You don’t need to listen to the patriarchy

Isn’t that reason enough? For real, though—who cares what anyone thinks? Whether or not your pubic hair is shaved, trimmed or completely waxed has no bearing on you as a person.

Making your own decisions about your pubic hair is a totally feminist thing to do, whether you decide to shave or not.

Also, “If it is acceptable for men to not shave there at all, it should be for women as well,” says Ariana*, a recent graduate of Marianopolis College.

Related: How to Shave Down There 

2. Your partner should be okay with either choice

Would you date someone who didn’t want to date you because you had short hair, or dyed it purple? If someone can’t get with who you are—and what choices you want to make about your own body—then they don’t deserve you, anyway.

As Robin*, a freshman at Emerson College, says, “If my partner doesn’t like it, well then, don’t put your face down there!” And if someone doesn’t want to give you oral sex just because you’ve got pubic hair, then you may want to reconsider dating them, anyway.

Kelly*, a senior at University of British Columbia, says that in the LGBTQ+ community, it tends to mean even less whether or not you shave ‘down there.’ “I’m a lesbian and there isn’t as much judgment around pubic hair, or body hair in general, among lesbians and bisexual women as there is among straight people, in my experience,” she says.

3. Ingrown hairs down there really suck

If you’ve ever had an ingrown hair—which, if you shave parts of your body regularly, you probably have—you know how much they suck. Now imagine that in your pubic region. Yikes, right? No, thank you.

Lynsey G, a professional sex writer, says, “When I shave, especially my pubic hair, I get itchy, raised bumps that refuse to go away for days or sometimes up to a week, and sometimes ingrown hairs. Not sexy, and uncomfortable, too.”

4. The growing-back period can be so excruciating

A lot of people experience itching and discomfort when the hair is growing back, which can prompt them to shave it again hastily—leading to ingrown hairs. It’s not a fun cycle.

“Every time I shaved it just got incredibly itchy,” says Robin.

If you’ve experimented with shaving and you find it’s uncomfortable every time, why keep doing it?

5. And razor burn? Please say no.

Thought razor burn was impossible in the pubic region? It’s absolutely not.

Ashley*, a recent graduate of Westfield State University, only trims and shaves some of her pubic hair for this reason. “I hate razor burn. I don’t get it as bad in the places I do shave,” she says.

6. It keeps you comfortable.

Your pubic hair is designed to protect you from infections and bacteria, but also just from regular run-of-the-mill uncomfortable scenarios. Think of like a protective shield against the world! Your pubic hair is basically a superhero.

“I feel protected when I leave all my hairs as is,” says Ariana.

Kelly agrees completely. “To be honest, I love my pubic hair. It’s nice and comforting to have. I think without it I would feel very exposed.”

And if you’re going commando? It’ll keep you warm in the winter!

7. You like the way it looks naturally.

Maybe you’ve heard the awful myth that, as someone with a vagina, you’re not supposed to enjoy your pubic hair, and you’re supposed to think it’s gross instead. Well, that’s just what it is—a myth!

Plenty of individuals like their pubic hair. Why not? It’s just another place on your body where hair naturally grows.

“I like the way it looks,” says Katie*, a recent graduate of Sarah Lawrence College. “It makes me feel sexy and real.”

Sam*, a recent graduate of the University of Washington, agrees. “For me, I feel much more powerful with a full bush,” she says. “I think it’s sexier. On me, and on others.”

8. You can save time and money.

Think of all the time you’ll save not hunkering down for a regular shave. You’ll also save money, especially if you were thinking of waxing instead of shaving.

“It’s easier and more comfortable,” says Katie. “I don’t feel comfortable getting it waxed—nor do I have the money to.”

Use all that extra money on a rainy day fund instead, and do something for yourself. You can get a manicure, a massage or a nice lunch from your favorite local café.

9. You don’t run the risk of getting a painful cut.

We don’t even want to imagine what this would be like. It’s scary enough to be reason enough all on its own.

“I can’t even imagine how horrible it would be to accidentally cut myself in my pubic region,” says Kelly.

If the idea of nursing a wound down there fills you with dread, it might be better to play it safe. After all, even careful shaving and following proper safety precautions isn’t foolproof.

And if you’re going to shave some or all? Be safe about it.

If you want to shave some or all of your pubic hair, you can still be as careful and as safe as possible while doing so, to decrease your chances of ingrown hairs, cuts and discomfort.

Jen*, a recent graduate of Whitworth University, says, “When I shave the bikini line, I go over with a razor in one direction and apply Neosporin to the area afterwards to heal. I learned from experience that shaving the hairs in the middle will always and immediately lead to itch!”

Although the same won’t be true for everyone, we recommend going slow and figuring out what irritates you, and what works.

Honestly, there are so many reasons to let your pubic hair grow naturally that we could almost keep going forever. Love yourself, and love your body the way it is—and the way you want it to be. Don’t feel pressured to make a decision that doesn’t fit in with what feels comfortable to you. It’s your body, and yours alone, so you should be the one making all the calls.

The Orchid – Chapter 3

When I woke up, Lan was not in bed with me. By the time I got showered and shaved, she had breakfast on the table. We didn’t talk much as she stayed busy in the kitchen while I ate. I was glad that I had a round of golf scheduled; I wasn’t looking forward to having to explain myself. I hung out at the country club much longer than usual, staying all the way through dinner. By the time I got home, everything was quiet so I did some busy work and got ready for bed. Again, as I laid there my thoughts were consumed with holding Lan in my arms. The next moment, I was jolted back to the present when Lan was once again standing there next to my bed.

Without a second thought I lifted my bed covers and she slipped right in. We assumed our positions from the night before and snuggled in. Once again, feeling Lan’s tiny body up against mine resulted in a raging hard on. Being pressed up against her backside presented the same comfort issue from the previous night so Lan reached down placing my fully extended cock between her thighs. As she tucked me into her something new presented itself, tonight she wasn’t wearing any panties. I could feel her warmth surrounding my manhood as her thighs held me tight. I couldn’t help but to gently move in tighter against her small bottom and then pulled back a little. My small movements were creating some moisture between us as my little china doll started to respond to my motion. I began to take longer strokes and Lan was letting me slide back and forth as she allowed a mew out from somewhere deep inside.

I was content fucking her upper thighs sliding along her tiny little slit but Lan wanted more. She reached down grabbed the head of my cock extending out her front and pulled it into her wet lips, pressing against her clit. Between her hand on my knob and her little nub sliding up and down my dick was sending me over the edge. At some point Lan reached a level of stimulation and wanted even more. She arched her back and pushed the end of my cock into the front of her wet slit. I needed to slow down because of her size, this wasn’t going happen fast. Lan continued to rub my dick into herself with her free hand, almost like she was masturbating with my cock. Finally she got my mushroom head to enter her pussy. With a number short strokes and her manipulation of her body and my cock, I was able to get decent penetration, about a third of my penis. As I pushed in I could hear Lan expel her whole breath, as if she was deflating. As I pulled out she went limp in my arms.

Entering her from behind while on our sides, I wasn’t able to take the control that I would like. I took a forward stroke gaining as much as her little pussy would allow, wrapped my arms around her and rolled over onto my back. I now had her lying on her back along my chest. I bent my knees up between her legs for leverage and got a much more direct shot into her sex. Her legs draped down on either side of my torso as I started to take control. I reached up to stabilize her on my chest by holding her beautifully small breast and began to squeezing her nipples. Holding her against my chest I began working my large member into her. As I made progress, Lan groaned with each stroke. Moving my hips up and down I was gaining full access and it was superseding all of my fantasies combined.

I could feel Lan’s little pussy constricting around my cock as she organismed, gripping my cock even tighter than before, if that was possible. Her flowing juices allowed me to enter her fully and I began to fuck her with unbridled passion. Little Lan was not only the most erotic sexual partner I had ever had but even more so than I could have ever imagined. She was trembling as her body contracted around my dick as she seemed to climax over and over. For me, it was perfect penetration. I was able to manipulate her body on top of me with my hands roaming all over her small frame and using her tiny waist to push her down farther on my cock when I needed to take it to fruition and explode inside of her.

We both laid there, with her on top of me, both of us on our backs. It took several minutes for her beautifully tight pussy to stop quivering and for us just to get our breath back. Her cunt still had such a grip on my softening cock and she didn’t let go. Finally, I rolled back over to my side and placed her right back into our spooning position. Holding her tightly, soft but still inserted inside her, we fell asleep. Again, when I woke up in the morning she was already up. It was still the weekend and a week before Birdie and the kids’ return. I was giddy, to the point of shivers, considering what possibilities laid before Lan and me.

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