At first, I didn't like it. Your face is so handsome; I wanted to see every inch of your skin. Why cover up perfection? Then, I started to wonder. What would it feel like against my cheeks, lips ... and between my legs?

You left for your business trip with a face smooth as silk. You shaved every morning. I used to stroke your face with my fingers after we made love, while I was nestled against your chest. I would trace the soft lines around your mouth before your mouth sucked my finger. Your cock would twitch and soon thereafter you would be claiming my pussy again. Now, your smooth skin has been invaded by salt and pepper hair, slightly darker than your other hair. 

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You walk towards me aware I am carefully analyzing your new look. You can't quite read my expression. When you reach me, you lift me up in your usual bear hug and I get my first feel of it. Unfamiliar rough hair scratches my sensitive skin on my face. I want another feel and press my cheek against your cheek again. Surprisingly, it kind of feels good. We make eye contact and you smirk, knowing I am still sizing you up. My thumb traces this foreign hair around your mouth. You don't wait any longer and lean in for the kiss. I first feel the tickle under my nose, then around my lips. I giggle. You smile and let me try this new experience again. As we kiss, I am liking the new sensations your beard adds. Kind of rough. Kind of tickly. My senses are awakening. 

We break our kiss and I explore your entire beard with my fingers, still not commenting on it. You are enjoying my investigation of this new toy. Kissing and touching are quickly building our passion. Rougher lips claim me as my hand leaves your beard for other areas. You are hard and I want you. You lead me by the hand to our bedroom and quickly undress me. I reach for your belt and within minutes we are naked on the bed. I look at you and you look a different kind of sexy with your beard; it adds wildness to your look. I want you. You lower your face to my breasts and suck in a hard nipple. I gasp. You know what that does to me, and now your rough face grazing my sensitive breasts makes me very wet. You smile at the pleasure I am obviously feeling.

You lower yourself further to my feet and purposefully rub your beard up my calf. Oh my God. I love the feel of it against my legs. Working your way up, your beard follows your soft kissing and licking. My nerve endings are on fire traveling up my body. I want to hold your cock and reach my hand out, grasping at air, trying to tell you I want it. You see me and position us in sixty-nine.

I grabbed your cock too hard as I first felt your beard between my legs. You scold me a little. Trying to regain my composure, I lick you up and down your shaft, knowing my rough tongue is exciting you. I feel your expert tongue dart in and out on my sweet spot as your beard rubs against my shaven pubic area. Heaven. This new addition of yours is pure Heaven. I impatiently decide to take matters into my own hands and thrust my hips back and forth so your beard rubs my swollen clit. Oh, God. Oh, God. In appreciation, I take in your cock and do my best to deep throat you. Your groans indicate you are pleased. Your tongue dives into my wet pussy as I continue to buck my hips, feeling your rough face against my clit. These sensations are too much to take, but I don't want to cum yet. Please don't let this end yet.

I try to pull away, but you hold my legs tightly. I suck you so hard, with your cock hitting the back of my throat, and my obvious enjoyment furthers your pleasure. I feel your seed shooting into my mouth as you clutch my ass and moan. I cum ... hard! My breath stops as waves of pleasure rock me from my head to my toes. We lay panting trying to come back down from that magical orgasmic place. You finally spin around to face me and I see evidence of my wetness in your beard. You rub my wetness with your hand. We will fuck hard tonight. 

"I love your beard," I whisper to you.