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The hope is this will be a thread for people to reminisce about some of their experiences with the opposite sex’s pubic hair. For example, stories of when you pulled down a woman’s panties and for the first time saw her pubic hair. How you felt, what did you think? Or stories of the first time you saw an adult vagina, that sort of thing. I’ll start things off with memories of my early college years.

When I started university in 1997 at a large, Midwestern, American campus, every girl I had the pleasure to be with had some level of pubic hair. In fact, full bush, or "lightly trimmed" bush was the majority of the pussy I experienced my first couple years in college.

My first “hook-up” (as we used to call it) was with a pretty, dark haired freshman who, while “sort of dating me”, was also experimenting with lesbianism with her dorm-mate—outside of my presence, unfortunately. She had a beautiful, full dark bush and I loved it. But for some reason or another our relationship ended almost as soon as it began, as things did in those early days of freedom from your parental and hometown bonds.

Later I fooled around with a string of sorority girls who were seriously trimmed, but still, they at least had some pubic hair ... a lot of pubic hair by today's pathetic standards. In fact, they’d probably be tagged as “hairy” today—a gross overstatement to any aficionado of the hirsute pursuits.

I lost my virginity to a sorority girl on a one night stand. Her bush would be deemed hairy by today’s standards, but at the time I considered it quite trimmed, too much so for my liking. Her pubic triangle (almost a pubic diamond) was full, from hip-to-hip, and covered with light brownish, blonde pubic hair that was trimmed to about a 3/4 inch length. I can still picture that wonderful trimmed bush so many years ago.

I soon soured on the sorority girls, in part because of their pubic hair over-maintenance. It was at that time I started to be interested in the more independent, feminist types—smart girls, or artsy girls, who, to my mind, were substantially more likely to have full hairy bushes than did the robotic, cookie-cutter, sorority chicks. On campus I had seen some women with hairy legs and hairy armpits, and I just knew the closer a girl was to those girls, the more likely she is to be totally hairy, including bush, of course.

I studied abroad, in England, during my junior year in 1999-2000. But before I left for England, I had a summer fling with a blond beauty who had an incredible bush. She was a bit of a free spirit, modern-day hippy chick. Her bush was massive and especially thick and long around her pussy lips. To this day, I love a bush that's thick and long around the lips and clit. She and I went skinny dipping once at a roadside motel deep in the Missouri Ozarks in broad daylight (the motel was basically deserted). She kept getting out of the pool and jumping back in, giving me the opportunity to see her completely naked head-to-toe. Besides her hard, wet nipples, what really got me was seeing her dark blond hairy bush glistening like a thousand diamonds in the summer sun. I could also see a long strand of pubic hair hanging down from her hairy triangle, like the ribbon on a kite.

At one point, she jumped on my back for a piggy back ride in the pool, and I could feel her thick, wet, soft furry bush grinding into my lower back repeatedly. Her hard, wet, pink nipples intermittently brushed against my shoulder blades. Such a magical moment in my life.

In a future post I hope to describe my hairy experiences while in England.