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Bare Pet: The story of a lesbian girl
   II.
   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!" 
  
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