1. Rachel and Sami


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: leggielibby, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    it off.” Being on the track team, nakedness around girls was not an issue to me, and a smooth or heavily trimmed pussy was the norm for all the girls. Breathing deeply with that cute blush on one hundred percent, Sam undid her robe and oh, wow, thick curly black hair, and I mean thick. It extended from her thighs to her waistline. She looked at me with a worried, embarrassed look. “Well, my mum’s family were part Italian and we’re dark haired.” She was right there. “So I see!” My eyes were riveted to her luxuriant bush, her pussy invisible behind the curls. “It’ll take a while to shave that lot off, but I can help if you like?” ‘I couldn’t let you. I mean, I’ve never been touched there.” “Don’t be daft. We’re girls for goodness sake and almost sisters.” Almost, but not quite I thought. The sight of her had, I admit, made me feel a bit of arousal. Her body was firm from her long walks in the park, her breasts large and firm and then there was that beaver. Was it right to shave it? Fuck, yes! I wanted to see that cunt as I had never wanted to see one before. So ten minutes later Sam was sitting on a desk chair, a towel on the floor trimming away her dense black curls with my nail scissors. As I said, I’m used to showering with my team mates but this was the closest I had ever been to another girl’s pussy. I have to admit that after a moment’s trepidation I was enjoying myself. I could feel Sam’s heat building as I gently stretched her skin this way and that, eager to remove ...
    all the hair. The sense of intimacy was amazing. I found myself holding my breath and was probably sticking my tongue out a little as I snipped away. “Okay Sam, I’ve got everything up to your vagina.” Vagina! God where did that word come from? I guess pussy seemed too rude. “So do you want me to stop or take everything off?” I asked. “Enough or everything Sam?” I repeated as Sam seemed totally to have failed to hear me. “Everything please, Rach. I love the look of yours," she barely whispered. So more snipping and this time my fingers were parting her lips, stretching her out to make the hairs rise and, I admit, stroking a little more than was strictly necessary. I loved the silky feel of it, and then, oh God, I could feel her moisten, could see her stomach muscles tighten as she fought to stay still and there it was the unmistakable aroma of wet pussy. Hair snipped back I could finally see her labia, swollen and puffy, shining with her excitement. A good-sized clit adorning the top of her now open slit and, fascinated, my finger slowly circled it then stroked it. Looking up from my labours I could see Sam’s face, flushed pink, a sheen on her forehead, a woman on the verge of ecstasy and rather reluctantly decided it was time to stop. “Okay Sis, shower time. Your razor will take care of the rest.” A dazed Sam stumbled off to the shower, leaving me to realise just how wet my own pussy was. “Rach, I’ve left the razor on my nightstand, would you bring it here please?” Entering the ...
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