The Scent of Norma
The bed had certainly not been made since the morning. She laid down upon her back, hands behind her head, looking at me as if to say: “Let’s see what you’re made of.” I quickly undressed, then reached over to pull her jeans off. Divested of her jeans, Norma obligingly and coquettishly spread her legs wide so I could delight in the sight of her sex. There are those who maintain that “women are all the same below the waist.” This is far from true. Women’s pussies are as infinitely varied as women themselves are, each unique in its own way. Norma’s pussy was surmounted by a light-colored tuft of brown hair which formed a perfect triangle. Yet, all her pubic hair was confined to her mons, little of it extending to her pussy nor down to her perineum. Her engorged, pouting outer lips were dark red and slightly opened, while her cleft shone with moisture. It was the closest I had ever got to receiving a vulval smile. Out of propriety and self-consciousness, I allowed myself but a brief moment to visually savor her sex. I laid down between her legs and continued the ardent kissing which had been temporarily suspended. ..[continue reading]..
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