Ever since I was a kid I had a fetish for hairy armpits. I remember being enamored by the masses of hair in an unshaven armpit and it always seemed to arouse. I jerked off millions of times in the loo fantasizing about a sexy brunette with extremely hairy armpits. She was almost always dressed in a white nightie the blackness of her groin visible and her hairy armpits undulating before me like thick tufts of hair looking like astrakhan fur. I would always cum when I thought of my dick feverishly in her unshaven underarms. I looked for pictures in porno magazines with bushy armpits and I specially looked for Italian movies and I remember a few heroines showing real dark bushy underarms.
Except for stray stolen glances at the few women who still stayed hairy I did not see any grown woman with bushy underarms. The woman whose bushy armpits really had an impact on me was the tall voluptuous German who I had seen at the beach when I was hardly twelve. She must have been in her early forties with what seemed like enormous breasts. Her eyes were closed and she was lying on her stomach but I though I could see some hair sticking out from her bikini bottom from her asshole. I couldn't believe my eyes as my young prick started swelling in my trunks. It was difficult to hide my erection so I sat near her where I could have a good look at her body. Her boyfriend or husband was lying next to her rubbing some lotion on her back.
Suddenly she turned around and stretched her arms behind her head. The sight before me was awesome. Lush jet-black hair sprouted from her unsheared armpits. It seemed to stick out upwards for miles as my drooling eyes gazed lovingly at the long bushy hair in her unshaven armpits. I wanted to masturbate at the sight of the hairy forest but as you can imagine it was difficult to stand up in the beach and jerk off in front of dozens of people. My cock though wasn't to be put down as it strained and maybe stained against my trunks. The man then started rubbing some lotion on her arms as he slowly moved upwards into her bushy armpits. It was unbelievable as his hands disappeared in the hairy jungle of her bushy underarms.
He even pulled the long silky hair in her underarms as if measuring its immense length as I burst like a dam in my trunks. I looked around shamefacedly but no one saw my jism stained trunks, as I dived not the cool water. From that day I roamed the beaches to look for my goddess but to no avail as I failed to see any woman with real bushy underarms. That is till Aunt Harriet or should I call her Aunt Hairy came to stay for a few days with Uncle Rob at our house. She was hairy. The moment I saw her bushy eyebrows I knew I had to see her in the nude. Aunt Harriet had come after so many years and now hat I was 16 I could visualize her unshaven underarms.
While they were ensconced in the guest room I was hatching a plan to see Aunt in the bath. I knew I would then be able to get a glimpse of her hirsute body. The bushy eyebrows almost meeting together did not whet my appetite and I was looking forward to catch a glimpse of those furry underarms and her pubic jungle. I shared a common bathroom with the guest room and I drilled a small hole from the door, which opened out from my bedroom so that I could directly see the shower area. I went to sleep early and started my vigil by the door early morning though there was no sign of Aunt Harriet. Soon enough my vigil paid off as she padded into the bathroom.
