[Hornyinde]

Thanks for keeping the thread alive, Mossy.

Your story reminded me of an accidental beaver viewing of my own. Seeing that fur when you didn’t expect to is exciting.

This is way back to late 1980’s. I was attending a Grateful Dead concert with a girl I was friends with, but purely platonic. We were early 20’s. It was an open air concert, in July I think. As the concert ended we just were hanging out in our seats, letting the crowd let out since we were in no hurry.

I turned around, and a woman sitting about 10 feet behind us was sitting with her legs open, and feet up on the seats behind us. She was an older woman than us, maybe 40. Something caught my eyes as I turned back forward. So I glanced back at her. Her skirt was hiked up above her knees, and sure enough, she had no panties on. She was unshaven, and showing her hairy pussy in all its glory. I didn’t want to stare so I turned back around.

Being a man in my 20’s, I couldn’t be satisfied with one look and casually looked back at her. She was still sitting the same way, and I got a better look at her beautiful pussy. I could make out her thick, hair-covered labia. I glanced up at her, and she was just looking around. She glanced at me and just smiled. Was she doing it for me, or just trying to keep cool on a really warm evening.

I must have looked back at her pussy, then turned around 5 or more times. Trying to carry on a conversation with my friend. I’ll never forget her pussy, and how relaxed and free she seemed showing it off without a care in the world.

We decided to go eventually, the crowd thinned enough that traffic wouldn’t be too bad. About 10 minutes into the drive, my friend asked me if I enjoyed the view of the woman behind us. Damn. I guess I was not as subtle as I thought. I tried to play dumb and she told me she saw me repeatedly looking back at her. I had to be honest, and I was hard as a rock. My “friend” started rubbing my cock over my pants and it seemed like the longest drive ever to her apartment. There were no words needing to be said, I went up with her.

To my pleasant relief, my friend was as hairy as the woman I saw at the concert. She asked if I liked what I saw. I had to have her and dove in and licked her until she told me to fuck her. Thankfully she was on the pill, because I sure hadn’t planned this and didn’t have a condom. The crazy part is that was the only time we got together, and we just stayed friends. We dated other people and eventually both married. We had that secret between us that we could remember.

I saw two hairy pussies I didn’t expect that night.