1. The Week I Went Commando Was Brilliant.


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: MarieL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Every woman and girl, thinks about her inner curves, especially one that is always feeling down there for a little self entertainment, from ages 12 to 70. I was mid teens when I decided to 'Go Commando', the idea excited me, somehow, the thought of removing that protective layer of cotton, made me groan with sexual titillation, and the very reason for wearing panties, to soak up my girly juices from my vag, had just that effect, I walked around in a semi-state of sexual arousal. Call it self awareness or experimentation into me, I wanted to find out many things on many layers, and as teenager, dealing with raging hormones and ogling men's packages, my tiny vag and brain, needed to know the extent of eye-balling men in a state of wetness between my legs. I'm not a hairy girl like most dark haired girls are, blond bushes tend to be whispy and men can lick each individual hair before crossing onto our inner lips, that thought makes my fingers twitch, so looking in my full length mirror, I decided if there was a wardrobe malfunction, or a moment of forgetfulness, it only be fair to those eyes looking, that they see smooth curves and not a mangled matte of pubes. I called my uncle, and why not, as I was his favoured chick of a niece, he owned a beauty salon and part of his menu was doing 'Brazilions', more commonly known as waxing. I had been down at his salon when I was a girl and watched him wax and found myself strangely attracted and scared as he ripped out strips of hair, ...
    and yet the woman had a strange trance-like euphoric look on her face, uncles fingers were inside her up to his knuckles, as he talked, soothingly, I was sent out after a short while, his other female employees, in the shop had strange smiles on their faces. It had started to rain as I stood outside the salon. It was 07:15 in the morning, when he eventually arrived, and on seeing him I started to feel myself wetting, my vag, for the first time in its teenage years, was about to be introduced to a man, oiled, and touched, stroked and caressed, something akin to being masturbated, by a f****y member, I wondered if uncle would try to fuck me, that thought sent me into a tizzy and I peed myself a little. We hugged and kissed, and his lips felt different on my mouth, seductive and soft, not that I was experienced, and after all he was my uncle, but I had a nice buzz. 'How do you feel', he asked me as he closed the door and locked it behind us after entering the shop? We always had a good relationship, uncle was in his mid fifties, sort of effeminate, something I think he perfected to put women at ease. 'Nervous', I retorted, as I took my wet coat off, I could sense uncles eyes on me, trying to see me beneath my clothes, and embarrassment, what would uncle think as he opened my legs, touched my vag, and saw how wet I was? 'Do you have a boyfriend', he asked me quietly and soothingly? I shook my head in the negative, 'So you have never been touched', and I felt my bl**d rise as I ...
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