Nadia The Evil Great

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cydytame056.jpg If Michelle exemplifies one type of woman to whom I feel an immediate attraction, the woman who serves for exemplar of my other type would have to be this stripper on whom I had a terrible, burning, yearning, puppy-dog completely unrequited crush, so unrequited in fact that I’m quite sure my existence barely registered. Her name was Nadia; she was Russian, and she was tongue-lollingly gorgeous.

Nadia serves as exemplar for a type of female beauty that infallibly slays me and of whose unquestionable slaying ability I am not proud. Nadia was stereotypically beautiful, though stereotypically in a somewhat razor-edged way. She was tall, about 5’9″, with long vodka legs-strong, high-proof and liquid-that flowed into the dual curves of her ass and then into her sinuous back. She had a narrow waist, strong, wide shoulders, and esculent breasts, big, ripe and mango-shaped. Her skin was white, her hair blunt-cut, her cheekbones predatory, her lips fulsomely red, her eyes calculating narrow almond slits.
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Vagina Usuria

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There’s this way I’m feeling right now. Right now, every third, maybe second, maybe fourth, maybe every other woman, I want to pour myself on her like melted butter. Right now, the way I’m feeling, I see women and I want to pry them open like oysters and pour them down my throat. I could sink my teeth into that chick’s thigh, him, right there, believe it or not. I imagine shucking her of ers clothes and nibbling her to wet, sweet morsels. Right now the way I’m feeling is omnivorous. I see a woman and I could devour her whole.

My vagina, maybe it has grown teeth. It is that voracious.

Right now, it’s been over two months since I’ve been properly laid. Over eight weeks, more than 56 days, or 1,344 hours, or 80,640 seconds have passed since I’ve been licked, kissed, touched, probed, penetrated, fornicated, fucked, in short. In the grand scheme of time, it’s not that long. Intellectually, I recognize the relative brevity. But in my panties, it feels like an eternity.
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A Cut Above – Meditations on being Shaved

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Our current culture puts a tremendous amount of emphasis on the women’s bush—how it should be kept, ways to maintain its topiary forms, manners for dressing it up. It is such a commonplace that women should be trimmed at the very least that waxing or shaving bare is almost the default setting for female pubic hair, and those women who do like their hair “down there� wild as the outback seem either defiant or apologetic about it.

(I should note that this hirsute demand is not for women only. Men have been feeling an increasing pressure to manscape. Perhaps this trend was most hilariously captured by a recent web advert for the Phillips Bodygroom that features a smug, milquetoast man wearing a white terry-cloth robe, judiciously bleeped-out words, and well-timed images of fruit.)

There’s a lot to argue in favor of a more topiary bush. Being waxed or shaved has health benefits such as a lowered chance of urinary tract infections and other issues—in fact, epidemiologists have argued recent lower rates of pubic lice, aka crabs, stems from more people having less pubic hair; lice have nothing to nest in when you’re bare. Additionally, naked labia are more sensitive, and some people—myself included—just think it feels better to be licked or fucked when hairless. Finally, many people find it more pleasant to lick a hair-free or hair-reduced pussy.

But these benefits aren’t in and of themselves enough to argue for the trend of hairless genitals. Most women aren’t sitting down and making a checklist of pubic hair pros and cons before they make their appointment with their waxer or get into the shower with a new blade and copious shaving cream. Most women, we would argue facilely, choose to wax or shave their nethers because culturally we are pressured to do so, and that pressure has come from the media.

On its naked surface, we can look to two sources for the bare pudendum: porn and Sex in the City. Porn, one would assume, opts for the bare bush because optically it is just a better shot. You can, in short, see more. When labia have hair, it obscures all the pink-wet glory that is the female genitals, and heterosexual porn is all about female genitalia. We can expect that the visuals in porn have created an audience that wants to replicate what it can easily replicate, and all you need to reproduce the most visually shocking/titillating porn marker is a good razor and a steady hand.
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