Hirsute Rebecca

Maybe she was after working and biking all day, but I didn't care about that.

"Can I help you take off your clothes?" I asked, and Rebecca swallowed hard and nodded.

Quite a pair we made. Rebecca was hyperventilating and I was trying to get my fingers to stop shaking long enough to unbutton her baggy blouse. When I got to the bottom I pulled it off her bony shoulders and set it aside.

Rebecca was wearing a bra that was probably handed down through her sisters, a worn harness that might not have been a training bra but not much more than that, and the cups were not filled either. There was a tiny blue flower in the middle of the bra, and that hid the hook and held the thing together.

"Not good at this," I mumbled, but when I looked up at Rebecca she had her eyes screwed shut as I undid the single hook and let the bra open up.

"So beautiful," I heard myself whisper while the undergarment opened up and exposed Rebecca's breasts, which were mostly all aureola and nipple that were a dark crimson - almost brownish in hue, the lemon-sized orbs standing up firm.

"You have no idea how beautiful you are," I told her as she opened her eyes, and she didn't resist when my hands cupped the little treasures and gently squeezed them, feeling the sizable pegs stiffen into my palms.

There were a few hairs on the outer circle of her plump aureolas that I found adorable, and that brought my eyes over to Rebecca's arms which were pinned to her sides, but even with that there was hair peeking out of the fold.

"Sure you want to take a shower?" I asked before leaning over and kissing the exposed hairs, tasting the tart moisture and wanting to lick her clean.

"Please."

"Can I dry you off afterward?" I asked as Rebecca cupped her hands over her breasts, and as she nodded I glanced down at the waistband of her jeans which had slid down below her navel.

Underneath the little belly button I could see the treasure trail that grew up to the navel, as well as what seemed to be the timberline of her pubic hair peeking over the elastic of her panties, so it was with great reluctance that I let her head off to the bathroom.

***

In the five minutes or so that Rebecca was in the shower I paced around like a trapped animal, wondering exactly what I was going to do, or better yet what Rebecca wanted me to do.

My trousers were a mess, since my cock had been leaking sap during those magical moments back at the kitchen table, so I took them off and hurried into my bedroom to change my boxers shorts which were dripping with my pre-cum.

I looked at my cock, which stuck out almost straight in front of me, and I wished it wasn't so hideous. The uncut rod was all veiny, and while I had never before wished it wasn't so big, maybe Rebecca wasn't ready for this much of an old man.

I put on a fresh pair of boxers and went back to the bathroom, dropping the toilet seat lid and sitting there with fresh towels ready when Rebecca emerged. The shower spray eventually turned off, and my heart was racing as I looked at the shadowy image on the other side of the curtain.

Rebecca peeked out from around the curtain and made a face when she saw me sitting there in my underwear, which I could understand give the circumstances

"Um - can you turn off the light?" she asked.

"If you you want," I responded, and I went and hit the switch, which left the bathroom pretty dark except for the light that came in from the living room windows out in the house proper.

"Okay?" I asked of the damp nymphet after I went back to the seat, and it was only then that Rebecca emerged with her tiny hands doing their best to cover all of her private parts.

"Still kind of bright," Rebecca said as she stood on the bath mat in front of the tub, and when I motioned for her to come over to me she added, "I'm still dripping."

"That's what the towels are for," I said with a smile, but I began to feel bad about how uncomfortable Rebecca was with an old pervert like me staring at her. "Unless you would rather I didn't."

"Would that be okay?" Rebecca asked after giving this whole idea some more thought, while I tried not to look at the wild jungle of hair between her legs that spread far greater than her hand could hide.

"If you would rather, honey," I said, reluctantly standing up and trying to hide the sight of me in my boxers in a state that was far beyond aroused.

"Mr. Phelps?" Rebecca squeaked as I began to leave her. "Never mind. You can stay."

***

I obediently sat back down on the throne and held my towel while Rebecca padded over to me, her slender body glistening from the shower, and then I was drying her tiny breasts as she let her hand down.

"Lift your arms for me honey," I asked, and with considerable reluctance Rebecca raised her arms. "Higher babe. Put your hands behind your head."

Rebecca did as I asked, exposing her glorious pits to me and for really the first time I had an unobstructed view of what had to be the hairiest armpits imaginable. The towel dried and fluffed the bushy hollows while a clearly embarrassed Rebecca kept her eyes screwed slut.

"You're beautiful Rebecca," my voice squeaked as my eyes went down her lithe body to her belly button, and the pubic jungle that started just below the indentation. "Please don't ever think otherwise."

The triangle that covered her delta was thick and wild but even outside that V the hair also grew - albeit a bit less densely - on the insides of her skinny thighs.

"Oh!" Rebecca moaned when the towel rubbed against what felt like very prominent labia hidden in the jungle.

My cock had come out of the opening of the fly of my boxers and stuck out there ugly and angry looking, with pre-cum practically pouring out of it as it throbbed uncontrollably.

"Omigod!" Rebecca gasped, and when I looked up I saw her shocked expression upon my young friend seeing my exposed organ arching up toward her.

"Sorry honey. I didn't mean that. Let's go into the bedroom - you don't have to do anything. I swear. It's too uncomfortable in here."

We walked down the hall, with Rebecca looking at my cock like it was a cobra ready to strike, and when we got there I had Rebecca lay on the bed on her stomach while I took the time to lose my boxer shorts.

"Let me help you relax, honey," I said as I knelt down by her knees and looked at her skinny yet fairly shapely legs which seemed to be shaved up to her knees, leaving a nice coating of dark down on the backs of her legs.

I began rubbing her legs from the ankles up, and although Rebecca jumped at my first touch she didn't stop me and my hands worked their way up, and as I got to her downy thighs when I kneaded her flesh I tried to gently part her pert little butt cheeks as I tried to find out whether that darkness between her cheeks was hair or shadows.

It was hair. I found that out quite clearly when my fingers kneaded her buttocks, and it was all I could do to not just spread her ass cheeks and bury my face into the rich brown curls to try and find her anus but I resisted the temptation because there was so much more I wanted to see.

Massaging Rebecca's back, I had to be careful to not be too probing with my hands because she was so slender it might hurt her, although I did let my fingers knead a little more deeply on her shoulders.

Before I rolled her over I let my fingers slide under her arms to savor the feel of her bushy armpits, enjoying the little giggle and the squirm that followed, but then I could wait no more.

Rebecca let me roll her over, clearly embarrassed to be seen naked and being examined more closely than any doctor would dare, but I tried to give her a grandfatherly smile as I took her wrist in my hands.

"No reason to hide yourself honey," I explained as I took her hands from over her breasts and with little resistance brought her hands up towards the headboard of the bed. "You're much too beautiful to do that."

Indeed she was. Although I know that many men would not agree I found the sight of my frightened little waif and her hirsute body so erotic that my heart was racing madly as the sweat poured down my face.

Stretching Rebecca's arms up like that make her breasts all but disappear, and with the thick tufts of hair that filled the tiny hollows of her exposed armpits I suppose that made her look a bit androgynous, although the over-sized aureolas were very womanly and there was nothing but hair between her legs.

Rebecca looked so frightened - and it was no act either. I saw her glance over at my cock, which was still hard as a rock, and the fear that was in her eyes told me that while she had certainly seen guys before, she likely hadn't seen one the size of mine.

Besides the rather prodigious length of my cock, the myriad of veins that ran almost the entire 9" of my uncut tool made it look a bit threatening as well. Add that to the fact that I was so aroused that pre-cum was drooling out of the tip and it was no wonder the poor thing was scared. I was scared myself - scared that I was loosing control of myself.

My hands massaged the front of Rebecca as I had the back, using my fingers to lightly work over her soft skin. As I massaged the swells of Rebecca's breasts I watched her nipples blossom even more, seeming to throb like my cock was.

I saved Rebecca's hairy parts for last. After managing to lift my leg over the girl so I was straddling her waist - and I could feel her bush against my butt - I let my fingernails gently rake through the sexy jungles under her arms, and after she shuddered once Rebecca seemed to enjoy the sensation although I didn't know if she felt much because of the thicknes of the hair.

While my fingernails fluffed of the already bushy pits even more, I stifled a chuckled when I remembered Rebecca telling me that her mother forbid her to shave because that would make it grow more. Not only was the old wives tale silly, I couldn't see how Rebecca's armpits could have gotten more hairy since the gentle hollows under her slender arms were already overflowing, but I was grateful that she hadn't taken a razor to herself.

I was leaving a puddle of semen on Rebecca's stomach since my cock was drooling non-stop, so I chose to slide down to her other furry part. Rebecca's eyes widened when she saw where I was headed, and I guess while she probably thought my armpit play was harmless it was clear that this was going to up the ante.

Rebecca's legs were slightly parted already but when I got down between her thighs they opened wide. What an amazing bush she had! As I ran my hands over her hips I marveled at the sight of the wild jungle of dark brown - almost black - curls that filled her delta and overflowed a bit onto the sides.

Rebecca's pubic hair started just below her pert navel where a tiny trail of black hairs began, and then the row widened until it reached the timberline of her bush. The hair grew so densely that I couldn't see her pussy, but I knew it was there and after I raked my fingers through the jungle I felt the wetness.

"Oohhh!" Rebecca gasped when my fingers found the lips of her sex, her body shaking at the contact.

"Just relax Rebecca," I said as I leaned down, my eyes looking up at the girl who was still in the same position I had left her, as if I had tied her wrists to the headboard.

Her pubic hair felt like a cloud around my cheeks as I eased my face into the thicket and the scent of her pussy sent a shiver down my spine, but nothing like what the taste of her sex did to me. I had no idea how much I missed that tart taste and that delicious aroma until my tongue dipped in.

For the next few minutes I became an animal. While I tried to be a bit artful at first, using my tongue like a surgeon using a scalpel, in no time I was lapping at the girl like a feral dog, gripping her butt in an effort to get more of my tongue inside of Rebecca.

As for her, although Rebecca's thighs against my ears blocked out a lot of sound, it was clear that she was enjoying this and made me glad I had no neighbors nearby to hear her squeals and moaning.

She came at least twice, and after the second time her body went a bit limp. I lifted my face from the now sopping wet bush and saw Rebecca's flushed face and heaving chest, and I knew that it was time.

I got up on my knees, my cock still throbbing and dripping, and as I looked down first at the pussy that was there waiting and then at Rebecca who looked at me with eyes that seemed resigned to what was going to happen, I stopped.

"Did you like that honey," I asked as I crawled up beside Rebecca, who seemed confused but relieved.

"It was amazing," she said as she got up on her elbow and faced me. "It wasn't like when I play with myself, that's for sure."

"I'm glad. I enjoyed it as much as you did," I assured her, chuckled when she reached over and plucked an errant hair from my face.

"But you," Rebecca said, nodding down at my cock which was pointing back at us. "You didn't."

"That's okay."

"I though for a second there you were going to - you know?" she explained, and I nodded. "I probably wouldn't have stopped you. I was feeling really confused and excited."

"I know, and it wasn't because I didn't want to either because I did - more that you'll ever know," I confessed. "But your first time should be with someone special. Not some old coot like me."

"You aren't an old coot but thank you, although I doubt I'll even find anybody who gets excited by me," she mused. "Not like you do."

"I'm sure you will honey. You're special and I know that somebody will love you just the way you are," I said.

"Can I?" Rebecca asked, nodding down at my cock which had only lost a little enthusiasm. "I kinda liked playing with Todd's that time."

"Sure," I said and I reached over and grabbed a bottle of lotion that I used frequently and Rebecca giggled when I admitted, "I use this a lot."

"Hard to imagine you doing that," she said while squirting some in her palm and rubbing her hands together.

"Nobody else here usually," I explained while cupping my hands behind my head and watching Rebecca look at my cock. "Usually when I do it I'm thinking of one of two beautiful women, and you're one of them. Embarrassed?"

"A little, but it kinda makes me feel good too," Rebecca admitted, and before going to work looked back up at me and giggled, and I joined her after she noted, "I've got more hair under my arms than you do."

"Now if I do this wrong tell me," Rebecca informed me, and then she reached over and lifted my cock upright. "Wow. Heavy."

Rebecca wrapped one hand around the base and then put her other hand right above that one.

"I need more hands," Rebecca said as she looked at the end of my cock which was still uncovered, the shape of the head of my cock visible through the shroud.

"You're doing great Rebecca," I told she as she squeezed my cock. "Can't you tell?"

"I can feel it getting harder - bigger too," she said as she began to move her hands up and down, and then after looking up at me she lowered her head and took the tip in her mouth to suck on it for a minute, making me wish it wasn't drooling all over the place.

"That's it honey," I said as Rebecca straightened up and began running her hands up and down my now very stiff cock, and that was how I would cum a couple minutes later, getting a hand job from a wild-eyed teen who was really getting into it at the end.

"Pretty soon honey," I said, interrupting Rebecca who had ducked down for another taste of my cock head, and as she pumped away I arched my back as the orgasm raced through me.

I used to cum like a geyser, and while I couldn't do that any more at my age I did pop a good load, all the while Rebecca was cackling while my cum flew all over the place.

"Tell me when to stop," Rebecca said after I stopped cumming and began to go limp.

"Never," I kidded, enjoying the way she looked at the cum which she was now squeezing out of the foreskin of my flaccid dick.

"Okay," Rebecca said. "This is fun. Maybe next time I'll suck on it more. That was kinda neat."

"Next time?" I said hopefully.

"Well, if you want me to that is."

"Consider it an open invitation."

"If I keep pulling on you will it get hard again?"

"There was a time," I mused. "Unfortunately, when you get older things don't work as well."

"You really shot a lot out when you came. Is that because your dick is so big?" Rebecca asked with a studious look on her face.

"No, it was because - I don't know. I was very excited and you're so sexy. Maybe that was why."

"I'm not sexy," Rebecca said. "But the way you looked at me and the way you touched me? I sorta felt like I was."

"Going to have to go soon," Rebecca lamented after glancing over at the clock. "Can I come over tomorrow after work?"

"Of course, and I'll come down to the foot of the hill to pick you up. That hill is murder."

"I burn out my brakes going down because if I didn't I would be passing cars," she explained. "One time I lost it and went over the side, almost flew into the creek."

"Well, you be careful," I said as I watched Rebecca climb off the bed and get her clothes together, the sight of the hair between her perky butt cheeks when she bent over making me give myself a mental note for next time.

Next time. When I thought about that it made me realize that it had been so long since I had something to look forward too that I had forgotten how good that felt.

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