A Razor's Edge: Shaving My Neighbor's Hairy Pussy

I’ve always admired my neighbor, a woman of captivating beauty and allure. We’d often exchange pleasantries, our conversations always ending with a lingering smile. Little did I know, our connection was about to deepen in the most unexpected of ways.

One sweltering summer afternoon, she knocked on my door, her face flushed from the heat. “I’m having a bit of a hairy situation,” she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Could I trouble you for a razor?”

I chuckled at her unexpected request. “Sure, come on in. You can use my bathroom.”

She followed me into my room, her gaze lingering on the unmade bed. “Or we could make this a little more interesting,” she suggested, her voice low and sultry.

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What did you have in mind?”

She bit her lip, her eyes never leaving mine. “Why don’t you help me shave?”

I gulped, my heart pounding in my chest. “You’re serious?”

She nodded, a smile playing on her lips. “Dead serious.”

I led her to the bathroom, my pulse racing. She undressed, her clothes pooling at her feet. I tried not to stare, but I couldn’t help it. Her body was a masterpiece, her curves inviting, and her skin soft.

She sat on the edge of the bathtub, her legs spread. “Ready?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

I nodded, my hands trembling as I lathered the shaving cream. I knelt before her, my heart pounding in my chest. I started with her legs, my touch gentle and slow. She sighed, her eyes fluttering shut.

I moved higher, my fingers brushing against her inner thighs. She gasped, her body trembling. I looked up, our eyes meeting. “Are you sure about this?” I asked, my voice hoarse.

She nodded, her eyes filled with desire. “I’ve never been more sure.”

I continued, my touch more confident now. I spread her legs wider, revealing her pussy. It was beautiful, her lips pink and swollen. I lathered the shaving cream, my fingers sliding over her soft skin.

I started to shave, my movements slow and careful. She moaned, her body arching towards me. I looked up, our eyes meeting. “You like that?” I asked, my voice low.

She nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. “Yes,” she moaned. “More.”

I obliged, my fingers sliding over her skin. I was careful, my movements slow and deliberate. She moaned, her body trembling. I could feel her desire, her need.

I finished shaving, my fingers lingering on her skin. She moaned, her body arching towards me. I looked up, our eyes meeting. “You’re beautiful,” I whispered.

She smiled, her eyes filled with desire. “Fuck me,” she moaned.

I stood up, my body pressing against hers. I kissed her, my tongue sliding into her mouth. She moaned, her body arching towards me. I could feel her desire, her need.

I pulled away, my breath coming in short gasps. I looked into her eyes, my heart pounding in my chest. “Are you sure?” I asked, my voice hoarse.

She nodded, her eyes filled with desire. “I’ve never been more sure.”

I pushed her back, her body pressing against the cold tile. I spread her legs wider, revealing her pussy. It was beautiful, her lips pink and swollen. I could see her desire, her need.

I positioned my dick at her entrance, my heart pounding in my chest. I looked into her eyes, my body trembling. “Ready?” I asked, my voice low.

She nodded, her eyes filled with desire. “Fuck me,” she moaned.

I thrust into her, my body shaking with pleasure. She moaned, her body arching towards me. I could feel her desire, her need. I started to move, my thrusts slow and deliberate.

She moaned, her body trembling. I could feel her desire, her need. I started to move faster, my thrusts more urgent. She moaned, her body trembling.

I could feel her orgasm building, her body trembling. I thrust into her, my body shaking with pleasure. She moaned, her body arching towards me. I could feel her orgasm, her body trembling.

I thrust into her one last time, my body shaking with pleasure. She moaned, her body arching towards me. I could feel her orgasm, her body trembling.

We collapsed onto the bathroom floor, our bodies slick with sweat. She looked into my eyes, her face flushed with pleasure. “Thank you,” she whispered.

I smiled, my heart pounding in my chest. “Anytime.”

And that’s how I ended up helping my neighbor shave her pussy. It was a day I’ll never forget, a day filled with desire and pleasure. And the best part? It was just the beginning.