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The story was inspired by a discussion about the pro and cons of shaving the public hair of females or males, later was not gaining much interest.
https://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/shaved-or-unshaved.7691/
https://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/male-pubic-hair.9575/
https://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/pubic-hair.8136/
Probably, you wondered, why all the girls you dated recently, have shaved their private parts? Ok, you may have only dated porn stars, but there is a more troublesome possibility:
The inauguration of Christine and Paul
I try to tell the story from the view of Christine first part, and Paul second part. The story concentrates on the question, if and why one should remove the pubic hair. And yes we all have, we aren't apes are we?
Christine:
Next week I will become 20 and then my special birthday party will be hold. It was said this is quite a challenge and no one wanted to tell me. That B-Partys one can invite the girl friends which are older, or brother and sisters. My brother Paul I wanted to invite, he will become 20 next year and I was first wishing his presence. It was not allowed, but then after some disputing, it was allowed. My friends told me, that the special thing is not done to males so he could come, exceptionally! So strange, what will be the special thing? Needles, to think about it, must not be a problem, since all my older friends still live, so no harm is done. But I am afraid, what a silly cow, I am.
I am also, a young girl, did I say that I will be 20 next week? Oh, naturally, I said.... What else can I say, well I like my cat, Emily, I like running and I am in my sports club. I do not yet have a boy friend, probably because I am ugly, no because men are stupid, and ugly themselves, those hairy beasts.
One week later:
Today my birthday party came, I dressed in my blue jeans and the little transparent white blouse. I did not use a BH so my breast should be visible. A silly idea, actually, since the only male on the party will be my brother. Should I dress again, I was thinking, but then my brother came in my room together with a female around 30. She was dressed like a witch, with this long head and has a broom stick in her left hand, but even more strange her black dress was opened in the middle and two heavy hanging breasts were freed. But this was not the strangest thing, even more so were the shaver she wore at her belt. Although her breast were really not nice, brother Paul could not take his eyes from them. Typical, for a man.
'This is Lady Wickwack, she will conduct the ceremony', Paul introduces her to me.
'Thanks, Paul', says Lady Wickwack, 'first we have to check if you are ready for the ceremony, let us go to the bathroom, come assistant, you to.' The three go to the bath room. 'Christine could you please undress?', asks Lady Wickwack. I pointed with my finger in the direction of my brother.
'Yes, he has seen you nude, I guess and I am here so nothing can happen', explains Lady Wickwack. That is true, but that was years ago, the second argument was true so I started to undress. Lady Wickwack looked at my muumuu: 'Good it is not shaved, bend over and could you spread your ass cheeks?' I did what she ordered and my brother was looking interested at my asshole. 'Take some wash cloth, Paul and clean it. We want to be sure', I hear, feel a wet wash cloth between the ass cheeks and a finger on my pussy. I hear claps and the finger are removed. It seemed my brother tried something, which he shouldn't. 'All prepared now', explains Lady Wickwack, 'you now have to dress with the shirt there.' She points to something white and transparent, I take it. I remarked that one sees everything, as I checked it in the mirror. 'One sees everything', I said, 'you got the point' was the answer I got. 'And you, have to dress the same way', Lady Wickwack said to Paul.
Paul seemed not to be ashamed he began to undress and showed a well-trained body with a lot of hair and a very big penis, at least when I compare with my memories many years ago. It was anyway strange to look at my nude brother, he looked very good, but I was not attracted at all, by the view, guess because he is my brother.
'Let us start the party', said a brother in a very good mood. I was not in a good mood and we went down to the cellar to the “party room”. I felt inconvenient in the white dress which revealed everything and I was also ashamed that I showed some pokies. My brother seemed not to be ashamed and he showed proudly something like a dangling half-hard penis.
We entered the party room. My older girl friends wear all the same blue shirt like mine, but blue. I could see all their breasts, oh the ones of Mary were low hangers, I smelled seeing that mine were much prettier. Needles to say, that Paul was lucky to see all the nearly nude girls. He was obviously fascinated by the shaved pussy lips of my friends. They seemed all shaved which surprised me. Actually my black triangle might be unfortunate, so I tried to hide it by clever positioning myself. In the room was a table with a lot of drinks, sandwiches and a bowl, but even more strange I found the wall on the backside. Before that wall, there was a human sized cross. In the middle there was a block and on the block was something like an oversized dildo, surely near to 10 inches and 3 inches thick. It was in the orange of safety vests.
Some drink were served a lot of talking, my brother seemed somewhat lost. He tried to flirt with Desiree, but she quickly turned away. Now he was chitchatting with Lady Wickwack. Those took a triangle and announced: “We now come to the main part. Could you remove your shirt, Christine?”
I was shocked. “But my brother is here!”
'Don't be such a weeny, I already saw you, but I look away, if you wish', he said.
'It is part of the inauguration, we all did that and we are still alive', said Lady Wickwack in a convincing way. Before I realized, I pulled my shirt over the head, why did I do that? Probably, I already had a drink to much, the girls pulled me on the desk, pressed me down every arm and every leg was fixed by one girl. Hope Paul did not looked at my exposed parts and really Paul was looking in the other direction. Before, I realized Lady Wickwack put a lot of foam on my private part.
'What are you doing?', I asked feeling a cool breeze around my lower first. 'Let me first', said Lady Wickwack. With that she began to shave my pubic hair. 'Why?' I asked. 'Because adult females show their sex', I was told by Wendy. She took over and continued the work of Lady Wickwack. I thought, that this is a strange ritual, but northing to be worried about, except that my brother is watching. Indeed, he was watching but gave me a thumbs up sign. Wait, till I am free again, then I will cut you something down there, I thought. Then Mary continued, and the others, so I must be shaved completely after the last girl finished and I asked: 'Can I stand up now?' 'Wait', said Lady Wickwack 'Paul you to.'
'He is my brother', I cried. 'We know that and don't move, else he might hurt you', answered Lady Wickwack. Indeed my brother approached me from below and looked passionately at my shaved pussy. Lady Wickwack gave him a shaver and indeed he gripped my pussy lips with his left hand and began to scratch around them. 'Brother!', I shouted. 'Sister!', he answered and finally stopped touching my pussy lips.
'Looks good', Lady Wickwack meant, by inspecting the shaving work. My legs were lifted and I felt some foam around my asshole. I stopped protesting, seems the story didn't ended and my brother continued scratching while Lady Wickwack stands left of me and spread my ass cheeks. I was now already happy when my brother didn't touched me there and I closed my eyes feeling a little dizzy. But also this treatment ended and my brother as well as Lady Wickwack, Desiree and Wendy, who hold my legs seemed to look at my asshole, if there was no hair left. I sniffed. 'Ok,now the cross', ordered Lady Wickwack. 'What cross?', I panicked.
The four girls took me to the cross and fixed my arms. They also has some lashes and my legs were fixed. I my middle parts fell and I was hanging like a banana. It hurts very much in my arms. 'Nonono', sad Lady Wickwack, 'we have to spread her legs and push her back. You know that ladies, you were in that position also.' She pushed my legs apart and Wendy pushed me back. 'More', said Lady Wickwack, 'she must sit on the cornu.' 'No', I cried, 'that thing could enter me.'
'Christine, you got it, that might be the idea', meant Wendy. I felt that tears were filling my eyes. But at least it helped a little when I sat on the “cornu”, as I learned, but I fearsomely hold my self up, so it could not enter. It was very unfair of Wendy to put me exactly above it and I could feel how the knob exactly fitted my little hole.
'Let yourself down', ordered Desiree, 'we all did it. It is now problem at all!' I was in some sense convinced and let a little go and immediately felt my asshole opening, as if I was shitting and I panicked again and pulled myself up. That made me feel better, but then the pain in the arms was unbelievable. 'We have to lube it', I hear Lady Wickwack saying. And indeed I felt the knob sliding in and felt how that thing was opening me. That was a very strange feeling and it did not hurt what I expected, but then I felt a pain and I cried. 'The sigmoid colon', explained Lady Wickwack and I felt how Lady Wickwack was shaking my lower parts and suddenly I felt that ball entering me more and then I was sitting on the block. But that was not possible, I saw that thing, it could not be in me, never! I was confused and looked around, Wendy again pushed my legs apart and looked and also my brother, he also looked and smiled. 'Wow, sis, it is completely in you! Incredible', he said. Meanwhile, I saw that Lady Wickwack was removing her dress, seeing that also the four other girls were put themselves naked. My brother looked fascinated at the five nude ladies, well six, he also looked at me. 'You to', said Desiree to him and he naturally was more than happy to follow that suggestion.
'Presentation', Lady Wickwack ordered and was standing now in front of me, then lied on her back spread her legs and then her labia so I could look directly into her vagina, which looked worn out, probably Lady Wickwack was older than I thought. Then Wendy did the same and then the other two girls. 'You to', said Desiree to my brother. 'How?', he asked and the girls laughed. 'You have to stroke 2 times', explains Lady Wickwack and really he lied before me and began to masturbate. 'Your pathetic', I said but the five females looked satisfied at a hard cock.
'Song', Lady Wickwack ordered and the six naked people stand before me and began to intonate:
'Look the twat
shaved clean that,
open it is
presentable this.'
'Sitting on the pole,
also opened the second hole,
conquering males build like a mule,
with that it is done alule,'
'Crucified to suffer,
licked the muffler,
females power,
not the lower.'
That was rather silly and not good, so I hope it now ended, but I heard:
'Licking', Lady Wickwack ordered and I felt a raspy thing at my pussy. I looked down and indeed saw how she was working on my pussy, that was relaxing and I didn't felt the pain in my ass anymore. I closed my eyes. Soon she was replaced by Melinda, which I saw, then the next, the third, the fourth, I was close to orgasm and I began to shiver, when the fifth tongue was touching me.... the fifth? I open my eyes, seeing my brother licking my pussy, while his hand under his belly obviously was wanking. The shock and the climax came the same time and I felt very tired and dizzy.
'Take her down', Lady Wickwack said. I was spread out on the table and felt that some cool cream were applied to my shaved pussy and my tortured asshole. That felt great and even the complete presentation of me and my friends and brother starring at my exposed private parts were disturbing me.
'Your sister was very brave', said Lady Wickwack to my brother. I saw how she reaches his dick and began to stroke it. 'Only females can endure that harsh treatment, that is why we have no such traditions in the male community and why it is kept secret. But you see and I feel on your hard-on to, that shaved girls look much better, don't you think?' My brother moaned and he stammers: 'Naturally, we males would have problems with that, Indians and other males don't know pain. Okay having a dildo in the ass is gay, but we can endure that and it is not lovemaking so... Me surely will not have a problem.'
I thought what an idiot my brother was and looking at his face he seemed to realize that to.
https://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/shaved-or-unshaved.7691/
https://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/male-pubic-hair.9575/
https://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/pubic-hair.8136/
Probably, you wondered, why all the girls you dated recently, have shaved their private parts? Ok, you may have only dated porn stars, but there is a more troublesome possibility:
The inauguration of Christine and Paul
I try to tell the story from the view of Christine first part, and Paul second part. The story concentrates on the question, if and why one should remove the pubic hair. And yes we all have, we aren't apes are we?
Christine:
Next week I will become 20 and then my special birthday party will be hold. It was said this is quite a challenge and no one wanted to tell me. That B-Partys one can invite the girl friends which are older, or brother and sisters. My brother Paul I wanted to invite, he will become 20 next year and I was first wishing his presence. It was not allowed, but then after some disputing, it was allowed. My friends told me, that the special thing is not done to males so he could come, exceptionally! So strange, what will be the special thing? Needles, to think about it, must not be a problem, since all my older friends still live, so no harm is done. But I am afraid, what a silly cow, I am.
I am also, a young girl, did I say that I will be 20 next week? Oh, naturally, I said.... What else can I say, well I like my cat, Emily, I like running and I am in my sports club. I do not yet have a boy friend, probably because I am ugly, no because men are stupid, and ugly themselves, those hairy beasts.
One week later:
Today my birthday party came, I dressed in my blue jeans and the little transparent white blouse. I did not use a BH so my breast should be visible. A silly idea, actually, since the only male on the party will be my brother. Should I dress again, I was thinking, but then my brother came in my room together with a female around 30. She was dressed like a witch, with this long head and has a broom stick in her left hand, but even more strange her black dress was opened in the middle and two heavy hanging breasts were freed. But this was not the strangest thing, even more so were the shaver she wore at her belt. Although her breast were really not nice, brother Paul could not take his eyes from them. Typical, for a man.
'This is Lady Wickwack, she will conduct the ceremony', Paul introduces her to me.
'Thanks, Paul', says Lady Wickwack, 'first we have to check if you are ready for the ceremony, let us go to the bathroom, come assistant, you to.' The three go to the bath room. 'Christine could you please undress?', asks Lady Wickwack. I pointed with my finger in the direction of my brother.
'Yes, he has seen you nude, I guess and I am here so nothing can happen', explains Lady Wickwack. That is true, but that was years ago, the second argument was true so I started to undress. Lady Wickwack looked at my muumuu: 'Good it is not shaved, bend over and could you spread your ass cheeks?' I did what she ordered and my brother was looking interested at my asshole. 'Take some wash cloth, Paul and clean it. We want to be sure', I hear, feel a wet wash cloth between the ass cheeks and a finger on my pussy. I hear claps and the finger are removed. It seemed my brother tried something, which he shouldn't. 'All prepared now', explains Lady Wickwack, 'you now have to dress with the shirt there.' She points to something white and transparent, I take it. I remarked that one sees everything, as I checked it in the mirror. 'One sees everything', I said, 'you got the point' was the answer I got. 'And you, have to dress the same way', Lady Wickwack said to Paul.
Paul seemed not to be ashamed he began to undress and showed a well-trained body with a lot of hair and a very big penis, at least when I compare with my memories many years ago. It was anyway strange to look at my nude brother, he looked very good, but I was not attracted at all, by the view, guess because he is my brother.
'Let us start the party', said a brother in a very good mood. I was not in a good mood and we went down to the cellar to the “party room”. I felt inconvenient in the white dress which revealed everything and I was also ashamed that I showed some pokies. My brother seemed not to be ashamed and he showed proudly something like a dangling half-hard penis.
We entered the party room. My older girl friends wear all the same blue shirt like mine, but blue. I could see all their breasts, oh the ones of Mary were low hangers, I smelled seeing that mine were much prettier. Needles to say, that Paul was lucky to see all the nearly nude girls. He was obviously fascinated by the shaved pussy lips of my friends. They seemed all shaved which surprised me. Actually my black triangle might be unfortunate, so I tried to hide it by clever positioning myself. In the room was a table with a lot of drinks, sandwiches and a bowl, but even more strange I found the wall on the backside. Before that wall, there was a human sized cross. In the middle there was a block and on the block was something like an oversized dildo, surely near to 10 inches and 3 inches thick. It was in the orange of safety vests.
Some drink were served a lot of talking, my brother seemed somewhat lost. He tried to flirt with Desiree, but she quickly turned away. Now he was chitchatting with Lady Wickwack. Those took a triangle and announced: “We now come to the main part. Could you remove your shirt, Christine?”
I was shocked. “But my brother is here!”
'Don't be such a weeny, I already saw you, but I look away, if you wish', he said.
'It is part of the inauguration, we all did that and we are still alive', said Lady Wickwack in a convincing way. Before I realized, I pulled my shirt over the head, why did I do that? Probably, I already had a drink to much, the girls pulled me on the desk, pressed me down every arm and every leg was fixed by one girl. Hope Paul did not looked at my exposed parts and really Paul was looking in the other direction. Before, I realized Lady Wickwack put a lot of foam on my private part.
'What are you doing?', I asked feeling a cool breeze around my lower first. 'Let me first', said Lady Wickwack. With that she began to shave my pubic hair. 'Why?' I asked. 'Because adult females show their sex', I was told by Wendy. She took over and continued the work of Lady Wickwack. I thought, that this is a strange ritual, but northing to be worried about, except that my brother is watching. Indeed, he was watching but gave me a thumbs up sign. Wait, till I am free again, then I will cut you something down there, I thought. Then Mary continued, and the others, so I must be shaved completely after the last girl finished and I asked: 'Can I stand up now?' 'Wait', said Lady Wickwack 'Paul you to.'
'He is my brother', I cried. 'We know that and don't move, else he might hurt you', answered Lady Wickwack. Indeed my brother approached me from below and looked passionately at my shaved pussy. Lady Wickwack gave him a shaver and indeed he gripped my pussy lips with his left hand and began to scratch around them. 'Brother!', I shouted. 'Sister!', he answered and finally stopped touching my pussy lips.
'Looks good', Lady Wickwack meant, by inspecting the shaving work. My legs were lifted and I felt some foam around my asshole. I stopped protesting, seems the story didn't ended and my brother continued scratching while Lady Wickwack stands left of me and spread my ass cheeks. I was now already happy when my brother didn't touched me there and I closed my eyes feeling a little dizzy. But also this treatment ended and my brother as well as Lady Wickwack, Desiree and Wendy, who hold my legs seemed to look at my asshole, if there was no hair left. I sniffed. 'Ok,now the cross', ordered Lady Wickwack. 'What cross?', I panicked.
The four girls took me to the cross and fixed my arms. They also has some lashes and my legs were fixed. I my middle parts fell and I was hanging like a banana. It hurts very much in my arms. 'Nonono', sad Lady Wickwack, 'we have to spread her legs and push her back. You know that ladies, you were in that position also.' She pushed my legs apart and Wendy pushed me back. 'More', said Lady Wickwack, 'she must sit on the cornu.' 'No', I cried, 'that thing could enter me.'
'Christine, you got it, that might be the idea', meant Wendy. I felt that tears were filling my eyes. But at least it helped a little when I sat on the “cornu”, as I learned, but I fearsomely hold my self up, so it could not enter. It was very unfair of Wendy to put me exactly above it and I could feel how the knob exactly fitted my little hole.
'Let yourself down', ordered Desiree, 'we all did it. It is now problem at all!' I was in some sense convinced and let a little go and immediately felt my asshole opening, as if I was shitting and I panicked again and pulled myself up. That made me feel better, but then the pain in the arms was unbelievable. 'We have to lube it', I hear Lady Wickwack saying. And indeed I felt the knob sliding in and felt how that thing was opening me. That was a very strange feeling and it did not hurt what I expected, but then I felt a pain and I cried. 'The sigmoid colon', explained Lady Wickwack and I felt how Lady Wickwack was shaking my lower parts and suddenly I felt that ball entering me more and then I was sitting on the block. But that was not possible, I saw that thing, it could not be in me, never! I was confused and looked around, Wendy again pushed my legs apart and looked and also my brother, he also looked and smiled. 'Wow, sis, it is completely in you! Incredible', he said. Meanwhile, I saw that Lady Wickwack was removing her dress, seeing that also the four other girls were put themselves naked. My brother looked fascinated at the five nude ladies, well six, he also looked at me. 'You to', said Desiree to him and he naturally was more than happy to follow that suggestion.
'Presentation', Lady Wickwack ordered and was standing now in front of me, then lied on her back spread her legs and then her labia so I could look directly into her vagina, which looked worn out, probably Lady Wickwack was older than I thought. Then Wendy did the same and then the other two girls. 'You to', said Desiree to my brother. 'How?', he asked and the girls laughed. 'You have to stroke 2 times', explains Lady Wickwack and really he lied before me and began to masturbate. 'Your pathetic', I said but the five females looked satisfied at a hard cock.
'Song', Lady Wickwack ordered and the six naked people stand before me and began to intonate:
'Look the twat
shaved clean that,
open it is
presentable this.'
'Sitting on the pole,
also opened the second hole,
conquering males build like a mule,
with that it is done alule,'
'Crucified to suffer,
licked the muffler,
females power,
not the lower.'
That was rather silly and not good, so I hope it now ended, but I heard:
'Licking', Lady Wickwack ordered and I felt a raspy thing at my pussy. I looked down and indeed saw how she was working on my pussy, that was relaxing and I didn't felt the pain in my ass anymore. I closed my eyes. Soon she was replaced by Melinda, which I saw, then the next, the third, the fourth, I was close to orgasm and I began to shiver, when the fifth tongue was touching me.... the fifth? I open my eyes, seeing my brother licking my pussy, while his hand under his belly obviously was wanking. The shock and the climax came the same time and I felt very tired and dizzy.
'Take her down', Lady Wickwack said. I was spread out on the table and felt that some cool cream were applied to my shaved pussy and my tortured asshole. That felt great and even the complete presentation of me and my friends and brother starring at my exposed private parts were disturbing me.
'Your sister was very brave', said Lady Wickwack to my brother. I saw how she reaches his dick and began to stroke it. 'Only females can endure that harsh treatment, that is why we have no such traditions in the male community and why it is kept secret. But you see and I feel on your hard-on to, that shaved girls look much better, don't you think?' My brother moaned and he stammers: 'Naturally, we males would have problems with that, Indians and other males don't know pain. Okay having a dildo in the ass is gay, but we can endure that and it is not lovemaking so... Me surely will not have a problem.'
I thought what an idiot my brother was and looking at his face he seemed to realize that to.