Disclaimer
This is a work of erotic fiction. The subject is erotic in nature and may not be to your liking. The author does not endorse the lifestyle or acts that are described here. It is meant solely for the reader's pleasure. If such literature turns you off, you are requested to stop reading here. Please do not try these things at home. What may read as exciting acts may be fatal to the participants if performed in real life.

If you are still here, I hope you enjoy the story. Your comments, brickbats, and praise are all equally welcome. You can write to me at bentspoon@gmail.com. 
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Sister-in-Law Fantasies - The Problem of the Grown Pubic Hair

She looked amazing, lying naked on the plastic sheet. Her legs were spread apart, and her cunt opened invitingly.

“How does it feel?” I asked her. 

“Sexier that I thought it would. I never dreamt I would be lying like this in front of you”, the woman on the bed replied. 

Rebecca was my sister-in-law. She was older than my wife, but the same age as me. Ever since my marriage, we had gotten to be good friends. There had always been a sexual tension between the two of us. Sometimes I think I married my wife because of Rebecca. 

Mine had been a traditional Indian wedding. My wife and me had a common relative, a distant aunt of mine. So when the news was out that I was looking for a bride, Reena had been one of the girls mentioned as a possibility. 

We had gone to their house to “see the girl”. It is a custom where the boy’s family visits the girl’s family to give the boy and girl a chance to meet. A lot would have happened before that event. The person in between, my aunt, would have carried information back and forth between the two families. So by the time of this ritual, it would be just a mere formality. I had seen Reena’s picture, and vice versa. We both knew something about the other and had both agreed to this ritual. 

When I entered the house, Rebecca had been the first person I noticed. From the way, she kept averting her gaze from me, I knew that she felt something special too. 

As she lay with her legs spread out like a slut in front of me, I wondered where the two years had gone. My eyes zeroed in on the thick bush of pubic hair on her cunt. I tried to imagine what she would look like without it. I would soon know. The reason for this exercise was to remove her pubic hair completely. Next week her husband was coming for his holiday. He liked her to be clean shaven and she had discreetly asked me if I would like to help her remove it. I had enthusiastically agreed. 

“Stop staring”, she pouted. 

“I don’t think I can keep my promise”, I told her. 

“Please don’t spoil it. I came to you because I trust you.”

“I know, but you look so inviting”, I said sitting beside her on the bed and gently running my fingers over her thick bush. 

“Ohhh!” she moaned. 

“You wet”, I told her. 

“I haven’t had a man in two years, and now I am lying naked with my legs spread out in front of one. I think I deserve to be wet.”

I stood up and began to pull down my shorts, exposing my hard penis. 

“What are you doing?” she asked me. 

“I’m going to fuck you”, I informed her. 

“No! But you promised”, she reminded me. She, however, made no move to close herself. 

I got between her legs, and slid my penis into her. 

She reposnded with a sharp intake of breath. I began to gently rock back and forth. She closed her eyes, and opened her mouth. Her lips quivered. I leaned forward and we kissed as I continued to fuck her. 

She kissed me back, and our tongues went searching in each other’s mouths. Her nails bit into my back, and she urged me on. My pounding got harder as she got slicker. 

We fucked, soundlessly for over 15 minutes, all the time locked in the kiss. 

“I’m cumming”, I told her. 

“Cum”, she urged me. 

“Are you safe?” 

“Who cares, she’ll be fucking me next week anyways. Just cum, I want to feel it.”

My cum spurt out of me and into her. 

“Ohh!” she moaned and began to squirm as her orgasm arrived. 

“Ohh” she moaned again and again. 

I had to fight to stay inside her to deliver my full load, as she kept trying to squirm into her orgasm. When I was done I let go, and she turned on her side, squeezing her thighs together. 

We held our positions, getting our breath back. 

“So are you shaving me or not?” she asked after she was back in control of her emoitons. 

I spread her legs, and lifted her knees. I picked up the pair of scissors and comb. I proceeded to snip away at her bush until the hair cover was thin and light. All the time, my cum was seeping out of her cunt and on to the sheet we had laid of the bed. 

“Aren’t you worried you’ll get pregnant?”

“No. I want to get pregnant and honestly I don’t care if it’s his or yours. I just want a baby.”

I nodded and picked up the hair removal cream, I began to apply it over her pubic area, until all of it was covered. 

We had 10 minutes to wait. It began with an embarrassing silence. 

“Do you like women shaved?”

“Who doesn’t?”

“Does Reena shave?”

“No. She says it irritates her when it grows back.”

“Same with me. But I would keep it shaved if I had someone who would do it for me twice a week.”

“I’d love to help.”

“It’s settled then”, she informed me. 

I leaned forward and kissed her casually. She responded to the kiss. We played with each other till the 10 minutes was up, then I wiped the cream off and cleaned all the hair away. Then I applied another layer of cream and repeated the process till we had all the hair off. 

“You look beautiful”, I told her. 

“You think so?” 

“Yeah. I need to you again”, I told her, getting back between her legs. 

She didn’t stop me. We made love this time. Slowly, kissing and feeling each other all the time. 

“Don’t wait for the shaving sessions”, she told me. “Come as often as you want. The pun is intended.”

We laughed and continued to make love.
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