When I think of Jennifer, I think of our shaving sessions. Today, it's more common for women to shave than not shave. Even middle-aged housewives are likely to have bare lips. Blame it on the internet, or on porn, or just on the fact that social trends come and go. For whatever reason, prior to the mid-90s, none of the women I had ever seen shaved more than their bikini line. Movies, Playboys...all pop culture showed women with thick, triangular patches of pubes.
So of course, human nature is to always want the opposite of what you already have. Girls curl their normally straight hair, or straighten their curls, blondes become brunettes, brunettes become blondes. So it goes.
In those days, when a full bush was the norm, any shaving between the legs was not only rare--it was unheard of. Linda Lovelace was shaven in Deep Throat. But very few of my friends had only heard of the movie. None of us had actually seen a bald pussy.
Looking back, I can't even recall how I talked Jennifer into shaving. It was such an unusual request that she didn't want to do it herself. She wasn't sure she could shave that delicate area herself without nick. Can you imagine that today? Today, I don't think you could find a woman who doesn't take a razor between her legs on a regular basis. Back then, it was charting new territory. And as such, it became a big production.
It involved laying out a towel. Getting the creme and razor and a bowl with warm water. I'd start with scissors and trim the thick briar of curls down to a stubbled patch, stumps of a clearcut. I'd lather her lips, then carefully glide the razor over. I was concentrating so hard that there was no time to get aroused. But when we were done, wiped off the last of the creme and loose hairs, I coudl look at my handy work.
The sight of smooth pussy lips for the first time was amazing. I was instantly hard and ready to take my girlfriend.
"I want to see," said Jennifer. "Take a picture. Let's document this."
So we did.
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