The Great Misunderstanding of What A Woman’s Beauty Is
A sane understanding of big boobs, lushious lips, her smell, her sounds and the way she looks
I once removed the entirety of my hair downstairs — like: all of it — after watching some bare friends in the shower at the gym.
It had never occurred to me before that removing all my pubic hair was a good idea. But watching the slick bodies of my friends, I wondered if removing my hair would make me more beautiful. So I decided to give my Brazilian style a go.
Back home, I regretted my experiment the moment I put my shaver down. My skin felt uncomfortable without hair on it. Bending down for a check, I found the look of my hairless lower lips… gross. I looked like a baby. As I positioned myself in front of the mirror to evaluate, all I could think of was a ribbed chicken. The thought: elegant and beautiful woman, didn’t strike me at all.
There was for sure nothing womanish or luscious about my hairless pubic area. I stood there in front of the mirror and felt robbed, naked, ill-treated, perverted. I had abused the most intimate parts of myself.
Actually, I love my body hair. I love to swipe my hand above the different textures covering up my skin. If I were intimate with another woman, I would…
