Agreeing to shave her pussy unleashed the adventuress within Lisa.
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Mangy Moggies And Sleek Pussies
Lisa was feeling a little guilty. She and Tom really should have gone out and enjoyed what had turned out to be an unseasonably warm day. Officially they were at the start of Autumn, but the day felt like Summer. In a few weeks' time a clear sky would probably signal a chill in the air, but today the clear sky and bright sun felt like it might be the last hot day of the year. They really should have gone out and made the most of it.
Instead, a bout of tickling and giggling on the couch had led to them spending the whole afternoon in bed, and whilst she might feel a just little guilty about not going out, she couldn't deny how glorious the sex had been.
Currently they were spooning, with Tom holding Lisa from behind. Lisa felt that whilst sex with Tom was fantastic, what she really cherished was the time immediately after sex, when they just held each other. If sex was the personification of physical passion, then Lisa felt that holding each other afterwards was a sign of the closeness and love they shared. Cuddling was important.
As Tom was lazily caressing one of her breasts, Lisa was almost purring at how good it felt. She loved having her boobs caressed, partly because of how sensitive they were, and partly because she was very proud of her boobs. Admittedly they were quite small compared to her friends, but at 30 years old there was absolutely no sign of sag or of them losing their perkiness. Of course, it was an added bonus that after all this time, the sight of her naked breasts never failed to get Tom visibly excited.
Tom's hand made a slow journey south until it was nestled between her legs, where again it took up its slow caressing.
"So, when are you going to shave this bush?"
Tom had asked before, and Lisa had told him "No" before. She wasn't a prude, far from it, but she knew from experience that if she started shaving, she would have to keep it up almost daily. If she didn't, the itching as the stubble grew back would become unbearable. She just didn't need the hassle.
"I'll make it worth your while."
Now that was intriguing. Lisa wondered what he had in mind.
"If you shave your pussy, I'll go down on you whenever you like for a whole week."
Tempting. Lisa had a naturally very sensitive pussy, and Tom had a very talented tongue. But the offer wasn't good enough. If she was going to commit to shaving long term, then he was going to have to commit to something long term as well.
"No deal, but . . . I'll shave, if you promise to go down on me as often as I want, whenever I want, for as long as I keep it shaved."
Now it was Tom's turn to be tempted, but he saw danger in the counter-offer. Lisa REALLY loved having her pussy licked. If Tom wasn't careful, he could see a situation where he would end up spending every evening of every day and all weekends doing nothing but eating pussy. It wasn't the worst fate he could imagine, but he seriously doubted he could keep up with Lisa's pussy-eating desires.
They had fun bartering back and forth, both pushing their negotiating skills to the limit, until finally the agreement was reached.
The Cunnie Contact
For as long as Lisa kept her pussy shaved, she could demand that Tom go down on her whenever she asked him to.
Lisa could only invoke the "Cunnie Contract" once a day. If Tom chose to go down on her more than once a day, that was Tom's business.
If Tom ever failed to go down on Lisa the moment she asked him to, then he would be subject to the penalty clause. The penalty clause was 'no sex for a week'.
Being subject to a penalty clause did not absolve Tom from honoring the "Cunnie Contract" whilst the penalty clause was in effect.
Apart from Tom going down on her, there was to be no sex within one hour of Lisa invoking the "Cunnie Contract". This was to ensure that Lisa would be the sole beneficiary of the "Cunnie Contract", and it not just be a prelude to sex.
Failure to abide by the 'no-sex afterwards' rule would invoke the "penalty" clause (see above for details).
Sub-clause - Lisa could overrule the no-sex clause if she wanted to.
When it came to negotiating, Tom knew Lisa had an unfair advantage as she worked as an assistant in a legal firm that specialized in property matters, which meant she delt with contracts on a daily basis. However, he couldn't really grumble. He had been trying to talk Lisa into shaving her pussy for ages. Besides, he REALLY liked going down on Lisa. She had a really beautiful pussy, it tasted good, and best of all, she wasn't shy about expressing how much she enjoyed it, and always showed her appreciation afterwards.
They sealed the deal with more sex.
Lisa knew that she had gotten the best of the deal, so to make it up to Tom she straddled him and rode him with enthusiasm. This way he could continue to fondle and admire at her gorgeously beautiful breasts whilst she concentrated on making his cock feel good.
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The next morning, after her shower, Lisa exited the bathroom wearing her bathrobe, only to find Tom loitering outside. Tom gave her a look that managed to be both enquiring and lecherous at the same time. She smiled sweetly back at him, pretending not to understand.
"Well, have you shaved?"
Lisa undid her robe and gave him a full-frontal flash. She still had her bush.
Tom may have been disappointed, but Lisa wasn't going to be that predictable.
Later that morning Tom left to go shopping. They both hated grocery shopping with a passion, but were both too tight to pay for home delivery. Instead, they took it in turns. This week it was Tom's turn.
As soon as she heard Tom drive off, Lisa swung into action.
She wanted a good view the first time she shaved her pussy, so she covered the bed with two layers of towels and placed her large make-up mirror at the foot of the bed. She retrieved a small bowl of water, her shaving cream and the razor she used for her legs and pits from the bathroom. After a bit more searching, she found the electric beard trimmer that Tom used for when he let his stubble get too long, (she must remember to clean it afterwards).
Next, she rearranged the pillows on the bed so that she could comfortably half-sit / half-recline with her legs apart, giving her a good view of her soon not to be hairy pussy in the mirror.
Finally, she fitted the trimmer with its smallest guard and slowly set to work. A couple of things quickly occurred to her. First, the buzzing of the trimmer felt really good as it navigated around her mons and vulva. Certainly not vibrator levels of good, but really good none the less. Also, Lisa was absolutely amazed at how much hair was being shed. She wouldn't have said she was "that" hairy, but what she was seeing being deposited onto the towels looked enough for several women.
Finished with the trimmer, Lisa wrapped the hair laden towel up for later cleaning and replaced it with a fresh towel. Next, she used the water from the bowl to wash her pussy. The prickly stubble felt absolutely horrible, and judging by what she saw in the mirror it didn't look any better either. Her once plush pussy currently looked like a mangy moggy.
