Face Time 3

"Hey," Dave said with a smile when he opened the door.

"Hay's for horses," Amy replied and pushed her way past Dave.

Dave tried to hide his expression at Amy's rudeness. Bit his tongue to keep from saying out loud his instant response with her long, narrow face, thin blade like nose and pursed mouth that always looked as if she had just smelled something nasty. He closed the door and watched as she took off her cream covered overcoat to toss onto the spare bed of the hotel room.

"How have you been?" Dave asked and walked over to give her a hug.

"Horny," Amy replied and ran a hand through her dry, thin shoulder length dirty blond hair.

Dave walked over and reached out, Amy starting to pull away from his embrace but then relenting, her arms encircling him as she pressed her body to his. She was nearly the same height as Dave in the black high heels, their lips pressing together for only a moment before Amy slipped her tongue into his mouth.

"Mmmm," Amy moaned into his mouth, their hands exploring and caressing.

Amy's hand ran over Dave's chest, her sharp fingernails finding and tweaking his nipples and then reaching up to play with his curly reddish brown hair. Amy was the first to pull away, her hands pressing against Dave's chest to force him back.

"I haven't shaved all month," Amy confessed.

Dave grinned and watched Amy begin to unbutton her blouse. She had come straight from work so still had on a long sleeve printed satin blouse and black midi split skirt. She slipped the blouse off and tossed it to the bed before turning around, Dave's eyes drawn to the skin toned bra she wore to support her enormous DD breasts.

"Unzip me," Amy said while she reached behind her back to unsnap her bra.

"I bit that was itchy," Dave commented and slowly pulled the zipper tab on Amy's midi down.

He let a finger trail along Amy's spin down over the dimple just above her ass and then force the lacy black material of her panties between her cheeks.

"You have no idea!" Amy replied and wiggled her hips to force her midi down, "I almost shaved a dozen times the first week and you know Lars prefers me shaved too."

"Um hm," Dave replied noncommittally at the mention of Amy's husband.

He let a hand slip between Amy's thigs, her legs shifting slightly to allow him his indiscretion. Dave's eyes widened in surprise at the feel of warm, moist hair against his palm without any lace cloth to block him.

"You wore these to work?" Dave asked in amusement, his hand pressing into the kinky hair between Amy's legs until he felt the wet heat of her sex pressed against his skin.

"Ohhhh," Amy sighed, her legs spreading a little wider as she leaned forward slightly and arched her back, "Yo... you don't like them?

"I've been dripping wet all day thinking about you so I'm sure my hair is a nasty mess right now."

"I can feel that," Dave replied, his fingers trapping Amy's matted pubic hair between them and pulling before pressing up against her sex, "And I love crotchless panties, I'm just surprised you'd wear them to work."

"No one knows," Amy sighed, her back arching slowly to rock her hips and press her mound and matted hair down into Dave's palm, "Unless I show them."

Dave laughed and pulled his hand from between Amy's thighs, his fingers trapping and pulling Amy's pubic hair hard enough to draw a gasp from her as he withdrew.

"For some reason I don't doubt that you have shown a few," Dave said and brought his palm up to his nose.

"Only a few?" Amy teased breathlessly.

He breathed in deeply, Amy's aroma stronger and more pungent than he ever remembered, his mouth starting to water in anticipation. Dave stepped back to admire Amy when she turned around, her DD breasts swinging with the motion and only wearing her black lace panties, knee high sheer black stockings and black high heels.

"You like how I smell?" Amy asked as she watched him savor her scent.

"God, I love how you smell!" Dave replied honestly and then licked the matted cream from his palm.

"You know I haven't washed my vajaja for three days and Lars has fucked me the last two nights..." Amy confessed with a smile.

Dave brought his hand up to his nose again and made a show of breathing in her aroma while he stared into her eyes.

"Sounds like a bonus for me," Dave said when he pulled his hand away, "Now, take your panties off and get on the bed."

The bed closest to the door was still made, bed sheet smooth and uncluttered aside from Amy's discarded clothes and purse, the second bed had been stripped down to the sheets with a towel already in place for Amy to sit on. She glanced at the bed and then back to Dave, her eyes traveling up and down his body.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Amy asked and glanced down at his jeans and UnderArmor shirt clinging to his chest.

Dave smiled and pulled his shirt off while Amy pushed her panties down to fall on the floor with her skirt. He stared at her unkept bush, the kinky black curly hair even covering her inner thighs and completely concealing what he knew to be hidden between her legs.

"The way you're staring I think you like me like this," Amy said while she kicked off her high heels.

"Of course I do," Dave replied and unbuttoned his jeans to quickly slip off so that he was standing naked, his six inch cock springing up and bouncing to attention, "I just like you better nice and smooth."

"Pervert," Amy shot back and climbed up to sit in the middle of the towel spread on the bed, "You just like women who aren't old enough to grow hair yet!"

Dave let his eyes drift down to Amy's long, slender legs, her sheer stockings molding to every curve. The thin fabric did nothing to conceal, the graduations of black accentuating the curves of her calf, ankle, instep and each of her toes as well as pulling tight enough to give the illusion of bare skin in spots. Amy made no effort to remove her stockings, Dave happy to let her keep wearing them as he admired her legs and feet.

"You know that's bullshit," Dave said while watching Amy spread her legs wide so that he caught a glimpse of the pink flesh of her vulva, "Just because I love eating pussy and hate picking hair out of my teeth, just because I think every woman's pussy is just as beautiful, just as unique as their faces and I love them shaved so I can admire them properly doesn't mean I'm into crap like that."

"Well, that's good," Amy replied with a smile, "Because I love having my pussy admired and eaten, so you are going to shave me nice and smooth?"

"Yes, ma'am," Dave said, "I'll be right back."

Dave grinned with a quick glance between Amy's spread legs at the mass of curly black hair and then hurried into the hotel rooms bathroom, his already hard dick bobbing with every step. Amy listened to the water running for a minute before he came back carrying a square basin filled with steaming water, washcloth and a small bag.

"Thank you, by the way," Dave said when he arrived beside the bed and sat the basin down on the nightstand.

"For what?" Amy asked, her fingers pinching, rolling and pulling her hard nipples so that her ponderous breasts were lifted up from her chest.

"For not shaving," Dave replied and began to remove electric clippers, razors and a can of coconut Skintimate from the bag resting against Amy's thigh.

"I tend to enjoy your kinky little ideas," Amy said with a grin, "I'll let you shave me, but if you so much as nick me!"

"I promise to be very, very careful," Dave said and then sat on the bed to reach between Amy's thighs to tug at her full bush, "Very, very gentle."

Dave said the later quietly, his fingers slipping through Amy's thick bush to trace a finger up and down her already wet lips.

"Ummmm," Amy moaned, her hips thrusting up at Dave's light touch.

Dave grinned while he watched her expression and then leaned down, his face buried in her thick, kinky hair while he inhaled deeply.

"One of the best things about a nice thick bush is how good you smell!" Dave confessed while he looked up into Amy's eyes.

"Oh really," Amy shot back, "Two loads of cum and not washing for a couple of days I can only imagine how 'good' I smell!"

Dave pressed his face back into Amy's bush, her back arching as she gasped at the feel of the tip of his tongue gliding over her inner lips while he inhaled her fragrance and then pulled away.

"You smell like a woman," Dave said and then reached down to pick up the electric clippers and a comb, "Are you ready?"

"Yes!" Amy said breathlessly and then glanced over at the other bed and her purse, "Wait, no!

"Can you get my phone and earbuds for me?"

"What?" Dave asked in confusion.

"My... my phone and earbuds," Amy said breathlessly, "Hurry up and then you can start!"

Dave got up off the bed, his brow furrowed in confusion as he hurried around to the opposite bed. It took a moment of digging but he found Amy's iPhone and earbuds and brought them back to her.

"Why, what are you going to do, film me?" Dave asked as he handed them to her.

"Call Lars," Amy said breathlessly and pulled out only one earbud to place in an ear while staring at Dave.

Dave's eyes widened in shock while Amy swiped at the phone's screen.

"Lars... your husband, Lars?" Dave asked.

"He wanted to watch on face time," Amy said while she continued to swipe on her phone, "If you want to shave me and... other things, you'll just have to ignore him."

"I... ignore him?" Dave replied flatly.

"Hi, honey," Amy said a moment later with the phone held up sideways in front of her face, Dave unable to hear the response, "Yes, I'm already naked. Um hmmmm, I am soooo wet!

"Ok, would you like me to show you? Umm hmm."

Dave watched, his mouth hanging open as Amy held the phone further away from her and tilted it down towards her unkept bush.

"Dave?" Amy asked with a smile, the corner of her eyes creased in her amusement, "Say hi to Lars and then get busy."

"You're shitting me?" Dave asked in amazement.

"Lar's says no, and we're not into that kind of play," Amy replied, "And he says he also wants to make sure you don't miss any hairs.

"So... do you still want to shave me?"

Dave glanced from the phone up to Amy's amused expression and then down between her thighs. Even as thick as her hair was he could still catch just a glimpse of the bright pink flesh hiding within. One of the things he always loved about Amy was just how sexual, how kinky she always was. How she had never said no to anything he had ever dreamed up or requested. He glanced at the phone with the camera angled down between her legs and shook his head.

"Well, I guess I don't have to wonder if Lars knew about us anymore, do I," Dave replied and walked around to sit on the bed next to the basin of hot water.

"I told him all about you the first time you fucked me in the bathroom at work," Amy confessed, "He said your cum made me nice and wet for him when I got home.

"He just said I was really juicy for him after you fucked me." Amy added and tapped the earbud in one ear with a fingertip.

Dave hesitated for a moment and then picked up a black plastic comb and electric clippers.

"I'm... glad he approved," Dave said and then used his hands to spread Amy's legs wider.

Even sitting up he could smell her strong, pungent aroma and reached down with the comb to run through Amy's matted, tangled hair. After only a moment he gave the effort up as a lost cause without even bothering to try to loosen the clumps of tangled hair and turned the electric clippers on. Amy's entire body flinched at the soft, sudden burr of the clippers, Dave smiling at her reaction for a moment before reaching down with the comb again.

Dave started at her inner thighs, gently running the teeth of the comb through Amy's kinky hair and then running the clippers over the surface of the comb. Amy's hips flinched every single time he brought the clippers against the plastic of the comb with a soft gasp. Dave worked slowly and deliberately, hesitating and waiting for a moment when he knew Amy was expecting the touch, leaving the clippers pressed against the comb for several seconds after he had finished trimming the hair he had captured. He let it draw out, taking minutes to remove the hair from one of Amy's inner thighs before starting the entire process over with her other leg.

"Ohhhhhh, yes, it does..." Amy moaned softly, Dave glancing up in confusion for a moment until he realized she must be speaking to Lars, "He's making me soooo wet, look at how much is in my hair!"

Dave had already noticed the beaded moisture glistening in Amy's matted pubic hair as well as her aroma, the strong, heady smell of an ocean and shellfish which seemed to be only getting stronger. He reached down and trailed his fingers through her warm, damp curls while she bit her lip, used his fingers to pull and tug at the many tangles while he coated his hand in her lubrication. Dave brought his fingers up to his mouth to lick Amy's thick nectar from his fingers and then returned to his task to finish the inner thigh of her opposite leg.

As soon as Dave was done he took another moment to slip his fingers through Amy's matted curls, small snarls catching and pulling on his fingers making her gasp and moan, her hips thrusting up every time.

"Lars says you're just teasing me," Amy moaned softly, her legs shaking while she thrust her hips towards Dave's fingers.

"And?" Dave replied and then spread Amy's thick curls apart to reveal her inner lips for the phone.

Dave used a fingertip to stroke along the shaft of Amy's clit which took up almost half the length of her outer labia, her large, prominent clit easy to see and her small, smooth inner lips only framing the pink mouth of her vulva.

Dave honestly preferred large, thick lips, but really did believe that all women's pussies were beautiful, Amy's pussy her own, unique, beautiful flower that he loved as much as someone with much more prominent thick and meaty curtains. He glanced up to see Amy watching him just as avidly, just as hungrily as he had just been gazing at her sex, both of them smiling when they caught each other's eyes.

Dave reached down with the comb and started at the top of Amy's mound, moving slowly and carefully to capture a bit of her moist curls and then using the clippers against the comb's surface to remove them.

"Oh!" Amy gasped, Dave intentionally pressing the comb against the shaft of her clit each time he pressed the clippers against the comb and letting the pressure linger, the vibrations easily transmitted through the plastic and into Amy's flesh.

"Oh, god, Dave..." Amy moaned, her hips moving while he continued to trim away all of her curls.

What should have taken only four or five minutes Dave drug on and on, letting the process linger for over a half hour, the clippers and comb turned into a vibrator for Dave to tease Amy's body while she rocked her hips and moaned. But even with taking his time, lingering time and time again to press the comb against Amy's flesh with the clipper buzzing away, Dave eventually removed the last vestige of curls and sat clippers and comb aside. Dave gazed between Amy's legs at her inner thighs and mound covered in stubble, her inner lips moist and her vulva gaping and squeezing hungrily.

"Already starting to look better," Dave said and then grabbed the handful of damp pubic hair piled between Amy's legs on the towel and brough it up to shove against his nose and breath in, "To bad Lars can't smell how good you smell though."

"He just said he got to eat me this morning before I went to work, so he says I tasted even better than I smelled," Amy said breathlessly, her chest rising and falling while she stared at Dave, the camera of her phone still pointed between her legs.

Dave grinned and then surprised both himself and Amy by leaning down to run the flat of his tongue across the gaping, creamy mouth of her vulva and up over her clit while she moaned and thrust her hips out before sitting back up.

"Yea," Dave said and licked his lips, "Can't argue with him."

Dave gathered up as much of Amy's pubic hair as he could and tossed it in the trashcan next to the bed, a smile playing over his lips as he thought about what the cleaning maid would think. Next he took a washcloth and dipped it in the still warm basin of water, rinsing it out several times before climbing between Amy's thighs. Slowly and methodically Dave set about cleaning Amy's mound, inner thighs and even having her lift up so he could clean between her cheeks and use the tip of his finger pressed into the washcloth to clean her anus. Her soft, low moans were the only sounds while he worked, his fingertip straying more often than not to run along the shaft of her clitoris, to dip inside her vulva and then circle the pink pearl of her clit with her own lubrication. Even once slipping two fingers deep inside of her so that her ass lifted completely off the mattress of the bed as she exclaimed in surprised pleasure before licking her cream off his fingers.

"You are such an asshole," Amy gasped minutes later, "You know, the more you tease me the more I'm going to tease you next time it's my turn to set the rules!"

"Promise?" Dave shot back and then glanced guiltily at the phone, "Sorry, as long as Lars say you can."

"He... you are both asses," Amy said after a moment, "He just said to keep teasing me as long as you want, he enjoys watching me 'squirm' he says and he's fine with me getting my payback later."

Dave reached down to use a fingertip to stroke along each of Amy's lips and then circle the mouth of her vulva slowly, his fingertip drawing a noticeable line through her thick, milky lubrication. He reached out and then took the phone from Amy's trembling hand, turning it so he could see the image of Amy's pussy as well as the tiny picture in one corner of Lars hand slowly stroking his dick.

Dave grinned at the image of Lars jerking off and then slowly brought the camera closer to Amy's stubble covered pussy while he used a fingertip to tease her. With slow, deliberate movements Dave took it in turns to circle Amy's clit and smooth inner lips, stroke up and down her shaft and dip inside of her gaping, squeezing vulva just to the first knuckle of his finger before slipping out, her milky liquid hanging in threads from her opening to his fingertip. While Amy moaned and thrust her hips Dave slipped his finger just a little deeper inside of her before circling around her opening, the pressure stretching her open in what ever direction he was pulling towards.

"Ohhhh, fuck.... I'm gonna cum!" Amy whimpered, her hips rocking to try to force Dave's fingers just a little deeper.

Dave pulled out of Amy and then used two fingers to stroke up and down over her clit, her hard nub slipping between his fingers while she moved her hips a little faster.

"Just like that.... Ohhhh, just like that!" Amy gasped, her ass lifting up off the mattress while Dave continued to stroke her clit while it was framed perfectly in the phone's camera.

"Shhhhhhiiiiiiiitttt!" Amy exclaimed, Dave watching hungrily at the sight of her vulva gaping open and squeezing in perfect time with her anus squeezing and relaxing.

A heavy flow of milky liquid spilled from Amy's body with every contraction, Dave licking his lips until she finally collapsed back onto the bed and relaxed while panting for breath.

"You can have your phone back," Dave said and placed Amy's phone in her damp, trembling hand, "I hope Lars enjoyed that view as much as I just did."

Amy didn't reply and Dave smiled while rinsing the washcloth out one more time and cleaning Amy's mound, her body flinching at even the slightest touch. Once Dave had wiped her clean he retrieved the can of Skintimate and squirted a generous portion into his palm.