Date: Thu, 9 Jul 2009 11:11:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: love of Hair (lesbian\adult friends, fetish, F/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between women.
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                      Love of Hair
                          By
                         Jan

	I live in Cardiff by the Sea, California, just
north of San Elijo Lagoon.  I bought an old
apartment that had been sold as a condo, not far
from the wooden staircase down the bluff to the
beach.  There is no river cutting through the 100
foot bluff like there is in the city of Encinitas just
north of us.

	I don't like to go to the beach during the
summer when so many tourists flock to the San
Diego beaches.  I prefer to frequent the beach
during the offseason, when the children are in
school.  I have my own business that allows me to
come in late.  My presence only requires me to
supervise and lay out the next day's assignments,
while looking at the long term quotas.  That allows
me to sun bath during the morning hours on the
beach.  I carry my beach chair, towels, I-pod, large
brimmed hat and a couple of books down to the
beach to absorb a little sun.

	The beaches in northern San Diego are built up
during the spring and summer by gentle waves and
eroded during the winter by the storm driven high
waves that scour the sand out, and carry the sand to
the off sore deep trenches.  That leaves behind the
granitic rocks worn round and slightly flat exposed.
During the winter the wet sand is exposed by low
tide.  I carry my belongings down to the beach and
set up my beach chair in the sand below the rocks so
I can read my books.  As the water begins to rise
until my legs are getting wet, I know it's time to
leave before the waves reach the rocks.

	I have the beach to myself for hours at a time
without seeing another body.  I own several two
piece bathing-suits.  Many a day I pull the strings to
expose my breasts and crotch to the sun.  Some
locals know me well enough that if I know the person
approaching I don't bother covering up.  The other
thing about me is my revulsion to razors.

	I keep my hair long so I put my hair in a French
braid while sunbathing.  When I unbraid it and run a
brush through it I have a gentle wave in my hair.  I
am naturally endowed with just a little fuzz on my
legs and arms, but my pits and vulva are covered in a
thick patch of dark pubic hair.  Even when I have my
bikini bottoms on there is an abundant amount of
pubic hair sticking out of both sides of the strip of
material covering my vulva.  That may turn off a lot
of people, but among my friends it is a sexual turn
on.

	The only people I care to turn on are women
that share my love of pubic hair.  A case in point was
the day I was reading one of my lesbian erotic novels
and had exposed my breasts to the sun, but had left
the bikini bottom tied.  I happened to see a woman
walking up the beach in my direction with her own
folding chair and towel under her arms.

	I thought it was a friend of mine, because I
thought I recognized her figure and way she walked.
I returned to reading my book.  I knew about how
long it would take for her to reach me.  When I
checked her approach again, I realized it was not
the woman I thought it was.  I sat my book down,
and pulled the cups of my bikini up and tied the
strings behind my neck.  The woman spoke up over
the sound of the waves.

	"I'm sorry I disturbed you!  Is this a clothing
optional beach?"

	I said, "Not exactly, you can do whatever you
want, as long as the sphincter police don't catch
you."

	She chucked, "Do you mind if I join you?"

	I responded, "Not at all, it is a public beach."

	I took a good look at her.  She was possibly
about 50-years old.  She was a nice looking woman.
She must exercise to keep in shape, because there
was very little body fat on her.  Oh!  There was a
little lumpiness in her lower belly hanging slightly
over her bikini bottom.  I would have suspected that
she was a Scotswoman, based on her looks and
accent.

	She proceeded to set up her folding recliner,
and sat down next to me.  She checked out the title
of the book I was reading.  She smiled when she saw
that it was a lascivious title about women sexual
domination of other women in prison.  "Is that a
good book?"

	I said, "It does get me wet."

	She looked at my crotch and said, "I see you
are a natural girl.  I bet that hair is tasty when
wet."

	I figured if she was going to be that bold I
would be just as bold.  I pulled the bows on my hips
and flipped the patch of material covering my cunt
down between my legs, exposing my hairy pussy.  "If
you want you can have a taste!"

	The woman rolled over my leg and positioned
herself between my legs, and started lapping at my
hairy pussy.  She was sticking her tongue between
my labia and lapping at my clit like a puppy, before
she lifted her face up and said, "GAWD, you do have
a wet smelly pussy, Honey!"

	I ran my fingers through her short curly hair,
before forcing her head back down between my legs
so far that her tongue was stimulating my asshole.
The woman found there were plenty of hairs ringing
my asshole.  She obviously relished what she was
doing.  When she looked up, I had crossed my arms
behind my head.  She saw all of the thick patches of
hair under my arms.  She was making animal noises
that told me she was relishing her efforts.  By the
time I climaxed her bangs were soaking wet from my
juices.

	The waves were was washing up between her
legs depositing sand on her legs and bathing suit.  I
suggested that we gather up our belongings and
retreat to my place before we got sunburned.  She
agreed, so we gathered up our belongings while I
adjusted the bottom of my bikini before we climbed
the stairs up the bluff.

	We were both breathless by the time our feet
were on the warm blacktop.  We stomped and
brushed the sand clinging to our bodies.  I could tell
the sand had chaffed her inner thighs.  I told her
that I lived just a short distance away and offered
to allow her to shower at my place.  She agreed
quickly and we headed for my place.

	Many years ago my place had been built as a
summer retreat bungalow for a family summer
residence to be rented by the month.  It was a two
bedroom with single bath and kitchenette.  When it
had been converted to a private residence, I bought
it before that market caught on to the value of
property 25 miles from down town San Diego.  I
liked it because it looked like a Spanish home with
white walls and the thick green leaves and red bloom
of bougainvillea clinging to the arbor in front of the
bungalow.

	I showed the woman where the shower was,
and let her undress and get in the shower, while I
took off my bikini in my bedroom.  When I opened
the shower door her back was to me.  She looked
over her shoulder as I stepped into the shower.  It
was not a large shower so we were forced to be very
cozy.  I reached around her body and soaped her up.
My soap covered hands glide over her nice round tits
and I felt her nipples get hard.  I kissed her on her
side of her neck.

	She turned to face me and we kissed while
hugging each other.  I could not resist stooping over
and sucking on her breasts.  Then I went down on
her, my butt was pressed against the tile wall of the
shower.  I was face to face with her pussy.  Her
vulva was trimmed so that no hairs protruded beyond
the limits of her panties but there were plenty of
coarse hairs to rub my face in.  I gave her a tongue
fucking worthy of writing home about.  She turned
her back to me and wrapped her hands around the
pipe of the shower outlet.  I knew what she wanted.

	I knelt behind her, and spread the spheres her
butt open.  She also had hairs ringing her asshole.  I
tongue fucked her ass until she climaxed.  When she
did, she let go and peed.  I watched the warm yellow
water flow from her pussy.  I put my hand under her
and stimulate her clit while she peed on my hand.  At
the conclusion of relieving herself we dried our
bodies with large bath towels before we retreated
to my bedroom.

	While we stood by my bed we clung to each
other and kissed for the longest time.  I massaged
her breasts and toyed with her nipples.  She did feel
my tits for a short time.  What was fascinating to
her was the thick growth of hair between my legs.
She just had to run her hand through the long
tentacles of hair.  I had only alowed her to wash my
pubic hair because I relished the strong aroma of
my vagina.  I wanted her to get the full affect of
my aromatic love tunnel.

	Eventually I maneuvered her to my bed where I
positioned her across the bed.  I do love it when I
straddle a woman's body and rub my hairy pussy
against their body and I work my way up to their
face.  I love sitting on their soft tits while they
study my pussy before I rub my cunt all over their
face.  I eventually spread my labia over their nose
and mouth.  I smother them until they a struggling
for breathe.  I only lift up enough to allow them a
quick breath of air.  My goal is to force my pussy
juice up their nose, clogging it and filling their head
with the smell of my pussy.  I make them suck my
cunt until I cum.

	When the women give up struggling I use all of
the control I have to squirt pee into her mouth a
little at a time so that they can keep up with the
flow.  Eventually I just let go and flood their mouth
my golden water.  By the time my bladder was empty
her hair was soaking wet.

	My guest was the one to pull my ass forward so
that she could stick her tongue into my asshole.
That added a nice feeling to my afterglow.  I did
eventually turn around so that I could suck her
pussy again.  We eventually got dressed and kissed
with promises to meet again on the beach.


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