Pubic hair removal Stories

Rae was sitting on the bed with the covers pulled up to her breasts while I was getting dressed. We had just finished having spent the evening soiling the sheets quite well. It had been quite a raucous one-night stand. Rae mused, “You’re the first guy that I’ve ever known that has shaved his junk.” I laughed and answered, “You’re complaining?” “Hell no. It’s the first time I haven’t gagged on pubic hair.” I looked at her...

Memories of my life before I was taken to a farm outside of Rome are dim. I recall being hungry, dirty, and cold. My dreams are haunted by nightmares of terror and bloody scenes of battle while being made to hide in bushes with the women of my clan while the men went to fight. I have no memory of my mother. I was told she had been captured or killed, and none of the women who took care of me seemed to want to talk about i...