Originally Posted by mossycleft
Crossposting this from the upskirt stories thread as it’s on topic:
Before we were married, my wife had this black, knee-length skirt that she used to wear to the bars. It wasn’t really a skirt, it was actually a black slip that she wore as a skirt—very light, thin, black fabric. She regularly wore the skirt without panties, which was a huge turn-on. At that time my future wife kept her pussy hair mostly shaved, so there wasn’t much you could see with the skirt on other than a faint mound where her pussy was. But it was still hot knowing that I knew—when no one else did—she was wearing no panties.
After several months of dating I convinced my future wife to grow out her pubic hair. After a month or more, she had a very nice, thick, dark full bush. I was totally smitten and turned on by her big bush. The only downside was she didn’t feel comfortable wearing the black skirt out without panties anymore. She tried it on for me at home a few times and there was always a clearly visible, large, crinkly mound of pubic hair showing at the front. She would put the skirt on for me fresh from the shower, when her bush was at its bushiest, and the big, crinkly mound was even more pronounced. This totally turned me on—she was fully clothed, but she was also nearly naked and bottomless because you could clearly see she had a big, hairy bush under her skirt. The only problem was, I was the only one seeing her like that.
Fast forward a couple years and we’re on our honeymoon at an all-inclusive resort, getting ready to go out for some drinks in the evening. Lo-and-behold, she brought the black skirt along. And she actually wore it out, in public, at a bar/restaurant that night. I remember her wearing the skirt and me being actually a little nervous about potentially showing her pussy off to strangers. But my wife was totally nonchalant about it. The lighting was bright enough that I could clearly see her hairy mound puffing out the front of her skirt whenever she was standing up. It was a huge turn-on knowing that anyone who was paying attention could basically see my wife’s big, hairy vagina, just out there for all the world to see. She knew other people could see her bush, but she didn’t care that night.
We hung out at the bar for at least 30-60 minutes, but, needless to say, it wasn’t long before we went back to our room.
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