For me, it can be any of the above. You won’t hear me
complain about a slick, entirely shaved pussy. It’s something I look for from
time to time, imagining myself fingering one and spreading her swollen lips.
Yet there’s also a part of me that loves seeing a nice
bush between a woman’s legs. I trace this to junior high, and to my teacher Ms.
D. In her mid-twenties, Ms. D had shoulder length brown hair, a sweet and sexy
face, and an athletic body on top of amazing legs. She never wore anything too
revealing, but I remember her having good-sized tits. She was the teacher all
the boys in my class talked about, our hormones giving us raging hard-ons
whenever she came by. One day a friend told me that he’d sneaked a
peak up her skirt when she was walking up the stairs. He swore that he
could see her pubic hair, poking out from the sides of her panties. While I now
know he was exaggerating, at the time it drove me wild.
To me it symbolized what a mature woman Ms. D was, and I
spent many hours thinking about how thick her pubic hair might be and how it’d
feel to touch it. I still return to this fantasy every once in a while, now
imagining myself slowly pulling off Ms. D’s panties and exposing a full, dark
bush. Her scent originates there. My tongue laps
at not only her pussy, but also her pubic hair directly, until it’s all coated
and wet with my saliva. After fucking Ms. D (on a desk at my school, no
less), I fantasize about shooting my hot cum onto this bush, admiring how it sticks until she rubs it around.
“Hairy pussies” are a niche within porn, and I’m glad there’re
other guys who love it. But an entirely un-groomed pussy, with hair not only in an upside-down triangle
but also circling the cunt and extending towards the thighs, is too much for
me. I prefer a woman with a nicely maintained bush, a triangle pointing sharply to her clit, and otherwise smooth right around her pussy.
In my wettest dreams, Ms. D’s pubic hair is full and
thick, but also neat, with a few peaking out from behind her laced panties,
teasing me. Her bush to me was a sign of her sexuality, and that she was more
developed than me (my pubic hair was only beginning to show) was such a turn
on. I’m sure this contributes to my desiring to have an experience with a
cougar, but that’s for another post.