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My experience with a bare pussy impressed me so deeply that I decided to

try different methods. First I tried depilatory creams, but they had a

worse side effect than shaving and I hated the smell. I experimented

with waxing, but it was a complete failure because I ended up with wax

in my fur since I couldn't pull all of them out and with bloodshot and

bleeding little points. After the healing I went to a cosmetician and

asked her with burning cheeks to wax my pubes. She was negative, she

would do only my bikini line, despite my embarrassment I went to another

beautician. At this place there were three cosmeticians in one shop. I

was very nervous when I asked the middle aged women, she didn't even

understand me because I was almost inaudible. I had to ask again and she

even repeated it loudly while she shook her head: "Young lady you should

go home! I don't think your parents know that you want a full pussy

waxing! I bet you are even underage..." I left the shop before she

finished. My face burned like fire, and I didn't raise my head until I

reached the bus stop. I didn't care what the number of the bus was, I

just wanted to disappear from the spot, but before I stepped onto the

stairs of the vehicle a young woman in a light blue robe, with almost

white blond hair grabbed my arm and pulled me back. She was one of the

cosmeticians from the shop. "Sorry but I just heard and I think I can

help you!" "Look..." I couldn't find the words, my heart was still

beating in my throat "...I don't want to go back there! The lady is..."

"Oh no! Of course you can't! I wouldn't dare! She would call out the

police!" We both laughed and she gave me her business card "Is it OK for

you next week?" "Next week? I would like to have it as soon as

possible!" She raised her eyebrows then we agreed that I would call her

about 6 in the evening. I could hardly wait until then. She picked up

right on the first ring: "My colleagues are just about to leave. Could

you be here in 20 minutes?" "Yesss!" "Please ring me before you arrive.

You know, just in case..." I jumped on my bike and I was there in 15

minutes, the shop's blinds were down. I rang Samantha the beautician. I

saw the blinds moved up about half way on the door and she let me in.

She let them down again, and switched on the lights. We chatted a little

about her colleagues while she prepared. "I'm sorry that you have to

come here in these circumstances, but my flat is under refurbishment and

I don't have my things at home right now, and since you want it at

once..." "It's quite all right!" "Is there a special occasion?" "I don't

quite understand..." I replied. "The waxing! I thought you were doing it

because you have a special occasion with your boyfriend." "I don't have

any!" I changed my mind after I finished the sentence, what would

Samantha think about me if she knew I did this just for myself "I

mean... there will be a..." I was desperately thinking on a good reason

"Uhh... A lingerie show. Yes. Lingerie. You know how tiny G-strings

and..." "You are model!" wondered Samantha. "No. It's not official...

It's just between us girls from the school!" "I'm almost ready. Please

take off your underwear and sit here!" I blushed when I dropped my

things and stood there in a T-shirt. Samantha's eyes got bigger when she

glanced at me. She opened her mouth to say something and then closed it.

She did this twice before I broke the silence. "Is there anything

wrong?" "I don't know, I don't want to be too personal..." "I think you

can't be any more personal than when you are working on my most private

parts, can you?" "Maybe you are right! I'm sorry!" Samantha looked

embarrassed "I just wonder why do you want to get rid of your bush when

you have such... large... I mean your anatomy is not quite usual!" "You

meant my lips?" my face was on fire again, I swore that I would never

get in such an embarrassing situation again, but now it was too late. "I

didn't want to hurt you! I shouldn't say that, but..." I got angry and I

was embarrassed because of my recent words about being single, and the

lingerie thing and now a beautician almost called me a freak. I knew

that my dangling flaps are extraordinary, and I had comments before this

occasion but it was very annoying. "All right! Out with it! Do you think

it is ugly? You think that I should let my bush cover them?" "I am so

sorry!" Samantha used a begging tone "I just think that it will be even

more prominent when you will be completely bare. I won't say that

they're ugly!" "But you think they are!" I was like an affronted child.

"No. Really!" "Don't do that to me! I mean it!" "Then shall we?" I got

into the chair and she started to put on the wax. She worked silently.

She tore only narrow strips at my bikini area, I thought maybe she

wanted to inflict more pain because of our fight, she couldn't know that

I liked it. "I will do it with wider strips in the middle, but here we

have to be careful where the skin is thin, because you can get

bloodshot..." "I know." I interrupted her angrily. I realized that my

pussy was getting wet. I hoped that she didn't realized it. She worked

very accurately. She was ready with the upper part of my pubes, from my

point of view it looked furless, but I knew that the tricky part around

my vagina was still fury. "Would you like to take a break?" she was very

nice, but I shook my head. "Carry on!" When she put on the wax onto my

majora she pulled aside my lips. She did it very naturally but I felt

that she pulled them very strongly. "Please hold it so! I don't want to

get wax on them!" As I grabbed my lips I knew she had to notice the

building wetness between them. I couldn't help myself, because

stretching my lips gave me a very strong level of excitement. It was

obvious when she wiped off the dripping juice with a paper towel when

she started to work on the area under my entrance. "I'm sorry but my

lips are very sensitive for tugging and pulling!" She didn't reply. When

she was ready with the waxing she poured a lot of oil onto my pubes and

rubbed it in all over very gently. "This will burn a bit, but just for a

few minutes, it helps healing more quickly, and removes the rest of the

wax." She was right it burnt indeed. When I was ready she helped me to

sit up and held a hand mirror front of my pussy to show me the result.

It was red all over with a lot of little red dots, but it was as furless

as never before. "It will be all right tomorrow morning!" smiled

Samantha when I touched my achy skin. "Very pretty!" she added when I

stood up. "Come on!" I looked into her blue eyes with unbelief "You

don't have to say that!" "I really mean it! And I think you are really

very brave!" "Why?" Meanwhile I started to put on my clothes. "I

understand your reaction because of my comment on your flaps and I

really admire you..." "For what?" "That you have the courage to proudly

show the world how different you are! I couldn't do that!" "Well,

thanks! Anyway you don't have to..." "Ohh Petra! You have no idea!"

"What? Are you a freak as well?" "Don't say that! You are not a freak!

You are just different..." "You mean ugly! O.K. You don't have to do

this! Just tell me how much should I pay?" "It is a gift!" "A gift? For

what? We don't even know each other!" "You gave me courage to accept

myself. Will you believe me when I say that my lips are like yours? You

won't believe me, will you?" "No, but you could prove it!" I went

towards the entrance, with some money from my pocket "Just let us forget

this incident, and tell me how much I owe you?" To my absolute surprise

she unbuttoned her jeans, and pulled it down together with her panties.

She had a dark brown, triangle formed bush. I really thought that she

was a natural blond because of the colour of her hair, eyebrows, eyes

and skin but with such a dark bush that was hardly possible. She had

really huge lips but they were noticeable despite the disguise. I

stepped back with wide open eyes while she grabbed the lips and

stretched them downwards. "Well, what do you say now? I'm colouring my

pubes to cover my lips." "I think this dark triangle on your white skin

draws more attention, it is like a lighthouse in the night." "Yes but my

fur is rather light and my red dangling flaps show through it. It covers

more this way, but I think maybe I could remove it one day..." "I'll

help you!" I got very excited to take part in the process. "I didn't

mean it right now! I have to get used to the thought..." "Why not? This

waxing wasn't that bad!" "Pain is not my piece of cake, I can't take it!

Not like you..." "It wasn't just the pain that turned me on! I told you

that my lips are sensitive... Don't be a chicken, let's do it!" "O.K.

let's do it! I have an anaesthetic cream and local anaesthetic too, we

use it at piercings." said Samantha. "You do piercings?" "Well not

regularly, but sometimes." she opened a drawer and took out a cream,

there were disposable syringes with a few ampules. Samantha used

scissors to shorten the hair a bit, I helped her with the creaming. Her

pussy was already wet. I massaged her pubes all over, I didn't avoid her

lips or anything. She giggled as the cream irritated and then numbed her

sensitive parts. I was totally aroused, I really enjoyed creaming her

intimate area. "It's a funny feeling... It feels like it does not belong

to me! You should wash your hands because of the cream, I'll wait a few

minutes for the full effect." I touched her lips and I asked her if she

felt that or not. She said that she just feels torpidity. I pulled on

her lips for a further test. I would say that her labia minora are about

the same size like mine but hers are less elastic. She waited about 5-6

minutes before she asked me to wash down the cream with an alcoholic

agent. Then she started to apply the wax, and I helped her when she had

a bad access to a certain area. She said that it would hurt a bit even

with the cream. When she was ready I creamed her with the same lotion

that she used a while ago on me. When she got up my eyes feasted on her

bare sex. She walked to the door which has a full mirror on it and

admired the view. "How do you like it?" "I like it! I really do! But how

can I go to the swimming pool tomorrow morning? Everybody will look at

me! Perhaps I can change without being seen..." "Don't be ridiculous

Samantha! You decided to go for the smooth look; now be proud of it!"

"It's not about the furlessness, but my flaps..." "Then I'll come with

you to the swimming pool. Deal?" "Great! I'm in." After this I helped

her with the cleaning and we parted at the front of the shop. I realized

that I was soaking wet when I sat up on my bike. I masturbated at home

continuously thinking on Samantha until I fall asleep. I got closer with

Samantha, we regularly went to the swimming pool and to the gym together

once a week. We got a lot of attention from other girls in the shower

and in the locker room too. We looked like sisters because of our

furless big lipped pussies. Our features were obvious in the bathing

suits as well, especially when she gave me a bikini as a gift which was

yellow and got completely see-through when it got wet. I wasn't bold

enough to wear it publicly when I realized how it looked as it stuck to

my bare skin. It was a complete pornography even when it was dry. "My

God Sam! This fabric is so thin that you could call it transparent. What

is your plan with this? I couldn't wear this!" "Yes you could! Pet, you

have no idea how much I worked on those!" she was standing behind me and

we were inspecting my image in the mirror. One of Samantha's hobbies was

dressmaking. She was really talented. Most of her clothing were

self-made and she had already made me a very pretty dress, which was

somewhat provocative too. "Then make one for yourself as well! When you

wear something like this, I will wear mine too!" "I knew that you would

say something like that!" smiled Samantha "It will be ready for next

week!"