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Originally Posted by Atitmbg2@yahoo.com
“First live bush in the wild” - awesome phrase and brought amazing memories. Nude beach in East Germany. Hairy pussies everywhere, I tried not to stare but could not help it.
These days it’s the opposite. 95% shaved. Saw a nerdy shy looking girl come to the beach once (guessing 25 years old), pasty white looking, set up close to the water and stripped quickly. I thought she would be hairy but boom! Completely smooth. Prominent mound and full lips. Huge turn on
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It was a hippie hang out when I started going in the 70’s so all were pretty hairy as was the norm of the time.
Not so many years ago I convinced a old flame to come down to the beach with me for the day. She never would when we were kids, but now in her 50’s recently divorced she said “sure I’d love to try it with you”.
She was always very pasty skinned, small breasts and huge bark bush… back when we were teens. I was curious to see her now and the changes over the many years.
When we arrived at our spot we slipped out of our clothes and she was a little heavier as we all are so the breasts were a little fuller but still quite firm - as the panties lowered I saw a clean shaven pussy emerge with a pink coin slot from her lips just slightly flared open and glistening wet and a rather round Pubic bone. I was pleasantly surprised.
The anticipation must have shown on my face
As she then said “my daughter told me I’d better get with the times now that I am single again. The bush is gone mom everyone shaves” and so she took the plunge knowing we were coming to the beach.
She noticed and commented I kept things pretty groomed too.
So there we sat too old flames admiring each other’s body parts and discussing the 40 odd years since we had seen each other. Some erotic adventures we had together and since. I, at times getting a semi erection from the discussions, and she, very wet and allowing that to be obvious to me… it was a great day and we did end up in bed together later, but to be honest I almost enjoyed the day better than the sex.
It was much more erotic and was almost like soft edging if there were ever a thing. But a continuous wave of little rushes as we first saw each other naked and both comfortable to be vulnerable Or bold and exposed openly for the other to admire. She at times very wet and myself dripping a bit when discussions got heated.
Little strange after so many years but a great feeling of familiarity too. We have stayed in touch and have done it again since and will again maybe next summer.
I have done this with a couple of girlfriends from much younger years and there are a few I’d still love to try and make happen if the stars ever align as they did here.