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Cutting the Grass

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Oh so hot


Well I will start by saying I can't get enough of these wild feelings.

My friend saw me in the gym changing room and said why didn't I shave like most girls these days, its cleaner/healthier.

I felt that I should try it at least, so I dropped by the store and got what I needed.

I went back to my little flat at uni and showered. Then sitting on the bathroom floor I rubbed cream on my pussy which felt nice. I then carefully took the razor and started to shave. As I got close to my pussy lips and clit I felt wetter than ever. Oh could that cutting my grass, as I call it now, turn me on so much.

I also discovered that the razor handle feels good either pushed in my tight pussy or up my bum hole.

I did cum that afternoon within about 10 minutes quickest ever.

I have now tried an electric trimmer and the buzzing while cutting my blonde grass gets me off just pushing the razor against my lips and then clit.

I had come before this of course I had. But when I do my grass trip every two to three days I usually cum at least five times in the session.

I got so turned on the other day on my way home with my new razor pack to try with cool lube strip on them. I was on the bus and a guy I know sat next to me, chatting.

I turned to him like a slut and said I'm so fucking turned on, I just need your fingers in my knickers. I tell you what he never needed asking twice. I had him fingering me to a lovely cum within no time. I took him home and jacked him off letting his cream go all over my tits. He said I should try giving my cherry away. Well not yet, I'm having too much fun on my own, and I can always use my electric friend if need be.

So girls cut that grass and feel the air run free on your pussy.



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