Scene Two
Tracy & Kyle
Tracy woke up the next morning, stretching lazily before she opened her eyes. She felt wonderful, and it seemed like her dreams hadn't faded completely, because her pussy was still sopping wet, and she still could feel Kyle's cock sliding slowly in and out of her pussy hole. Then she felt a panting breath on her thigh, and her eyes popped open in surprise.
"Oh, Kyle!" She gasped.
Reaching down, she pushed his face away from her fur lined cunt slit.
"I'm all dirty down there. I don't see how you can even put your face down there right now. God, I can smell it from here. Yuccchhhh!"
Kyle grinned as he slid up next to her and gave her a soft peck on the lips.
"No tongue kisses either until you brush your teeth, right?" he laughed. "God Mom, sex is supposed to be hot, nasty and dirty. Didn't you know that?"
"Yes, I knew that you little smartass!" she shot back.
She reached down to grab his cock, and gave it a quick squeeze, then, letting it go and rolling off the bed, she headed for the bathroom.
"But I like my body to be clean when I fuck. It's the deeds that should be nasty and dirty, dumbass, not the tools!"
Kyle rolled onto his back on the bed laughing.
His mother stopped in the door to the bathroom, and looked back at him.
"Why don't you go see if you can find something for breakfast, I think I'm gonna take a nice long bath this morning. You rode me hard, and put me to bed wet last night. I need some recovery time."
Closing the bathroom door behind her, she turned the water on, so the tub would start to fill, then stepped over and stood in front of the mirror. Gazing at her reflection, she cupped her breasts, lifting them, weighing them in her hands. Then she moved her hands down into the rich bush covering her cunt mound, running her fingers through it gently.
"I think it's time for a new doo," she muttered as she spread her legs and pulled at the dense fur fringing her pussylips.
Bending down, she opened the doors to the vanity, and looked around inside it till she found her husband's beard trimmer. She plugged it in, and turned it on. As she looked at the buzzing head of the trimmer, she noticed that it had an adjustable guide that she could set for different lengths. Sliding the guide up as far as it would go, she moved the trimmer down between her legs, and taking a deep breath, ran it slowly into the thick hair of her cunt bush.
Tufts of hair fell to the floor as she moved the blades through her bush, stopping at the top of her pussy slit. She repeated the process several more times, then stepped back to observe her handiwork.
Not bad, she thought. But not sexy.
She adjusted the trimmer again, moving the guide to its lowest setting, She laid two fingers in the middle of her bush, and ran the trimmer down either side of them, so when she was finished, she now had a cute little landing strip bordered by two patches of stubble.
Now that's sexy, she thought as she posed in from of the mirror. A little clean up with a razor, and she'd be done. Lifting one leg, she rested her foot on the counter and leaned down, getting her face as close to her pussy mound as possible.
This is gonna be tougher, she mused.
She considered asking Kyle to help her trim around her pussylips, but she wanted to surprise him when she showed him her new look. Then, taking another steadying breath, she got to work.
Taking one puffy pussylip between her fingers, she pulled it toward her other leg, and eased the trimmer down slowly between her pussy and her inner thigh. She repeated the process on the other side, then grabbed her hand mirror off the counter and held it between her legs. She was pleased with the result, and glad that she hadn't nicked herself. She hoped she had as good a luck with the razor.
She turned off the trimmer, then leaned over and turned off the water in the tub. Kicking at the tufts of hair on the floor, she worked them into a pile, then crouched down and scooped them up, dropping them into the trashcan next to the toilet. She got a new razor out of the pack, and sat it with a bottle of lotion on the rim of the tub.
The water felt a little hotter than she liked as she stepped into the tub and eased herself down into it. Stretching out, she sank down till just her head was poking out of the water, and closed her eyes with a happy sigh. She lay in the warm water for long minutes, letting the heat soothe her aching muscles. It had been more than two years since she'd been fucked, and she was sore all over from the unfamiliar exertion.
Her hand slid down between her legs, and she liked the way her pussylips felt without all that hair around them. She wondered idly why she had let herself go like that. She remembered when she used to shave her pussy two or three times a week. But she knew why, she hadn't had a man in her life, and now she did. It was time to get her act together again.