Hilary was getting excited about the local fair that was coming up. It was her second year living in the community but she had missed the annual event last year as she had been away visiting family. After living in the city where she always felt so anonymous, she found living in this community much more to her liking. She felt she belonged- it probably helped it was a college town where there was a healthy alternative scene with many artisans and plenty of tolerant and interesting folk from various walks of life.

Here she felt happy to dress as she pleased with no judgement. Hilary was fairly attractive without being especially pretty. I guess she was pretty average in terms of both weight and height with shoulder length dark blonde hair and had added streaks dyed through it. Casual, comfortable clothing was her style; she never bothered with make-up or perfumes and hadn't removed any of her body hair since her first year in college some 12 years ago. In the city, the latter fact sometimes made her a little uncomfortable in the warmer weather, when her exposed calves would sometimes attract disapproving stares and on the odd occasion even a nasty unprovoked comment. In this community everyone was much more accepting of such lifestyle choices and in fact wasn't an unusual one here.

It was a welcome relief that after several wet days, the days leading up to the fair were pretty benign on the weather front and as the day arrived, the sun was out in full force and the mercury began to rise.

Hilary decided to wear one of her old, faded college T-shirts combined with a knee-length flowery skirt and sandals. Part hippy, part old student!

A mile or so walk from her flat, as Hilary arrived music was already booming from the speakers. A whole variety of music was scheduled to play- some funky jazz and soul, old-fashioned rock n'roll and jive and a western swing/country outfit. Something for everyone!

It wasn't just the sounds but the aromas of a whole variety of fresh food and cooking. She was also keen to see some of the various arts and craft stalls: watching some pottery classes, willow weaving and even some henna art. She opted to have a henna tattoo on her left wrist.

After an hour or so wandering around the fair she sat down on a grassy area to eat some of the tasty local produce and enjoy a beer. There was a great atmosphere here and feeling sated after eating she watched the world move around her.

When she felt relaxed like this and was bare-legged she often unconsciously (and sometimes consciously) ran her hands up and down her hairy legs as she loved the sensation of the soft hair that covered her slim, shapely limbs. She'd always hated shaving as she found it a tedious chore and as the hair always grew back so quickly, she had to do it frequently to stay smooth. Given she could be a little clumsy at times her calves were a little like a war zone with cuts and scratches! It wasn't until her first year at college she found the confidence to quit shaving, inspired by a couple of young women in her year who embraced their natural fur!

Though it seemed strange at first she soon loved her blooming natural body and it helped that she had no shortage of suitors that were not deterred by her lack of grooming! Several commented how surprisingly soft her hairy legs and thighs were and most found the furry pits a real sensory delight! The delicious natural aromas and to stroke and play with the long pit hairs was a real natural delight.. One even jokingly complained that hers were hairier than his!

In the strengthening sun she raised her skirt a few inches above her knees as she lapped up the warmth. The hair on her legs wasn't especially dark but the colour seemed to vary according to the light, some of the hair glimmered golden at times, whereas at other times it appeared a darker tawny shade. The hair lower down her calves was longer than that just below the knees, but overall the calves were covered with quite a dense pelt of fine hair. Her thighs were pretty hairy too, though not as dense as her lower calves. The hair on the back of her thighs was thicker than the front but she never really saw this, so was probably blissfully unaware of this! Though not on show today her inner thighs were extremely hairy, a continuation of her ample wild pubic bush!

Surprisingly, her arms appeared almost hairless by comparison, with tiny fair hairs that only revealed themselves to detailed scrutiny under good light. Her pits though were well endowed with a dense thatch of long hair, darker than her head hair.

Unlike in the city where she felt a bit of a freak for not shaving, here it felt so normal to be a natural hairy woman. In fact, as she supped her beer and listened to some music from the next field, she was smiling contentedly to herself, when she saw how common it was to see women of various ages from teens to 50's embracing their fuzz here. Surprising, even to Hilary (Hairy Hils to her best mates!) only about half the women she observed had traditionally hair-free legs and pits. Being an avid observer of women and their grooming (or more importantly lack of!) regimes, she was fascinated by the other half of the women who were less conventional. Many of these embraced the full natural look ranging from some with fine hair barely noticeable, to a small number at the other extreme, where their legs were covered in dark, dense hair, though most were somewhere in between.

Hils was also fascinated by those women who had opted into selective hair removal. She noticed several women who seemed to revel in full hairy pits but had shaved their legs or the legs might have had a couple of weeks worth of bristles. In a couple of instances she noticed a couple of women who rocked the leg hair but had shaved their pits or who only had stubble there; though these women tended to have less heavy leg growth and usually not very dark. She just loved the diversity of hair choices on show, where hairy was as acceptable as shaved and where women could opt in and out of grooming to their personal preference. It was never this liberal in the city.

She always felt a warm glow when she saw another hairy woman; a sense of kinship and shared ideals!

The area of grass where she was sitting was going to have the next live band in about 30 minutes, so she knew more people would soon be moving in. Initially, a young woman, about 20, with a long mane of braided blonde hair sat a few feet in front of her and was wearing cut down denim shorts. As the sun shone down on her, Hils could see she was a fellow non-shaver and her arms, legs and thighs glittered gold in the sunlight.

From the side of her, Hils was aware of another woman was approaching, this time with short dark brown hair and from the distance she was sure this woman was one of the more conventional shavers (at least her calves!) and she continued to gaze at the pretty blonde in front of her who was adorned with fine, feminine fuzz on her lithe limbs. After a few minutes, from her peripheral vision, she noticed the second woman was replicating her own actions, which was running her hands up and down her legs.

This made Hils look round properly at the dark-haired woman who was probably in her mid-20's and quite curvy with shapely legs and ample breasts

The woman smiled at Hils as she turned round and with a laughing smile said, *Snap!"

Hils laughed and looking at the woman's legs noticed they weren't clean-shaven as she had expected. Neither were they fully hairy but were coated in quite a dense dark stubble, a centimetre or so in length, which the woman seemed to love running her hands through..

"Not full on hairy and soft like mine!" laughed Hils.

The woman who introduced herself as Jenny said, "But they used to be full-on hairy, much hairier than yours!"

"So what made you start shaving them then?" queried Hils.

Jen replied, "Not totally my decision, really."

Looking confused Hils uttered, "What do you mean?"

"You know what guys are like! Or some of them anyway. I started dating this new guy just under a year ago. One of the nicest guys I've dated; good fun, caring and pretty good in the sack. I'm naturally a pretty hairy woman," she replied as she lifted her skirt to show Hils her hairy thighs and also raised her arms to expose her dense dark hair in her pits.

"Now he's pretty easygoing and in all fairness he loves most of my body hair- he loves my furry bush, my hairy pits and he doesn't mind the hair on my thighs, but he wasn't keen on the thick dark hair on my calves. I think if mine had been like yours he might not have had complained so much. Initially, I ignored him begging me to shave them, saying if he loved me, he'd have to love or at least put up with my hairy legs too!"

"So what made you cave in then?" asked Hils.

Jen responded, "In a way I didn't really cave in. I think he kind of gave up on me shaving them and he came to accept the fact However though, I knew he'd love it if I did shave, but I wasn't going to cave into his pressure. About three months ago I was feeling quite poorly with a bad bug that really knocked me low and I was poorly for at least a couple of weeks. Jim was an angel; he did every thing for me, cared for me, he was a total darling, really pampering me. Even when I was getting better he never moaned about my hairy legs any more and seemed to accept them. He had a big birthday coming up, his 30th, so I wanted to give him a lovely surprise! I bought him a range of things he'd like but I knew what he'd really would love!

So while he was at work I ran a soapy bath and decided I'd shave my furry gams for him. I couldn't wait to see the expression on his face when he saw the results! To be truthful, though I was totally comfortable in my natural furriness, I was quite excited myself to be shaving them for the first time in maybe a couple of years. It was almost like that first time you shave them in your early teens: a mix of nervousness and anticipation! I have to say it was some job as my legs were a lot hairier than when I first shaved them at the age of 13! It took me about 90 minutes and two blades to totally defuzz them and the bath looked like a fur coat when I drained away the water! Despite all that, I actually enjoyed it and I did feel very sexy afterwards!"

Fascinated by Jen's anecdote, Hils excitedly asked, "So was he shocked?"

"Oh boy! He came home from work, took a shower and we had a lovely meal I'd prepared and downed a couple of glasses of wine. I had put on a short skirt and some dark tights to hide the fact of what I'd done. Soon, we were actively smooching and Jim removed my top and was soon caressing and kissing my boobs. He loves my boobs! He continued playing with my nipples while nuzzling in my very furry pits. Funny he totally loves them hairy and would be upset if I shaved them! He adores the musky scents and the pheromones which always get him pretty excited and aroused.

I guess because he wasn't a fan of the hairy legs , the skirt came down last. After removing that he started to pull down the tights. Initially nothing unusual- pubes spilling out of my lacy underwear and hairy thighs. Then bingo! As he continued down past my knees he broke out into this huge grin, like an overexcited schoolboy! As soon as he realised I'd shaved them he was so totally happy. It was worth shaving them just to see him this excited. He stroked them, kissed them, licked them and he had this near full-on erection, dribbling like a leaky pipe! Suffice to say sex was amazing and usually we have the one session, but it was like he was on overdrive. We ended his birthday totally knackered but elated! The next morning he couldn't stop pampering my soft legs and telling me how great they looked and felt!"

"So you carried on shaving afterwards?" questioned Hils.

"Originally this was supposed to be a one off special treat for Jim. As my legs started getting stubbly, I was surprised how much Jim enjoyed rubbing his fingers over my bristles. After a couple of weeks he asked if I'd be shaving them again? When I said i wasn't keen on shaving on a regular basis he had this sweet smile and offered to shave them for me! Initially, I was gobsmacked by his offer, but thought, why not? Anyway I let him shave them and it was a really sensual experience and the sex was amazing after. You wouldn't think shaving legs could be sexy and strangely erotic. I always thought it was a pain in the ass when I did it for myself! So now every 2 or 3 weeks we share a bath, drink some wine and I let him pamper me; soaping and shaving my legs. I do love the feeling of them when they're freshly shaved but I also love running my hands through the stubble as it grows out. I might give it a break once the colder weather comes and let them grow out, to keep the shaving special!"

"Blimey!" exclaimed Hils. "I'd never ever thought of a guy, or even another woman, shaving me!"

"Your leg hair is much more attractive than mine, " responded Jen. "But maybe give it a try one day? You might really enjoy it? It's only hair and it soon grows back; it's not as if you have to stay shaved!"

"Mmm,,, true!. We'll see- food for thought!" Hils said wistfully as thoughts whizzed around her head at the notion.

Smiling with a big grin, Jen responded, "If you want to give it a try there's a guy in one of the cabin stalls who calls himself the Leg Barber. You won't miss it as he has one of those traditional red and white striped old-fashioned barber poles. Think this is his second or third visit coming to the fair. Last year a girl who works with me; she's an out and out lesbian who loves to shock with her brightly coloured hair, sometimes bright orange or pink or green and in the summer she happily bares her dark hairy shins.She decided to pay a visit to him on a whim. Now she's the last person I would have expected to visit as she's clearly not into guys and wouldn't have expected her to go for this as she was proud of her very hairy legs and their shock value! But, she loved it, said it was a real fun experience and though she didn't fancy him, said it was deliciously sexy.In fact though she grew the hair back out and about three months later, she got a paddling pool for her garden and had a decadent leg shaving party with two or three of her hairy girlfriends. She said it was such a hoot and said she might do it as an annual fun event!"

Laughing, Hils responded, "I think i must be in a parallel universe!"

Engrossed in their hairy chat the band came on and soon Jen, Hils and the rest of the crowd were up on their arms swaying, dancing and singing along. While she was swaying, her arms held high, Hils smiled when she saw so many hairy armpits on view- and that was just the women!

An hour later as the band came off stage Hils said bye to Jen and thanked her for her company, especially the amusing shaving stories. Walking around the stores Hils tried some home-made candy and some local cherries before supping another beer. Though she was more than happy with her hairy legs (and other parts) and unlike Jen had never had any complaints about her fur, she was intrigued by Jen's stories. Though she totally loathed shaving herself, she did ponder what it would be like if she had a passive role and was shaved by someone she liked? She thought to herself she was being foolish even thinking about it, but the notion was lodged there and wasn't going to budge!

As she continued meandering down the aisles looking at the various stalls and secretly admiring all those women who had let their hair grow out, she spotted a woman she recognised from the road next to where she lived, but didn't know on a personal level.

In fact she'd seen her the day before at the store and admired this tall slim woman with light ginger hair and noticed ginger-blonde hairs on both her arms and legs. Today as the woman walked past with the sun beaming on her, Hils again noticed her arm hairs shining. She had brief shorts on and also noticed hairs glinting on her thighs which she hadn't been able to see the day before, but to her shock, the legs below were now baby smooth, not a single stray hair putting up a defiant stand!

Hils then looked to the direction that her near neighbour had come from. There about a hundred yards away was the barber pole that Jen had mentioned. Intrigued and with butterflies in her tummy, Hils walked towards it. She kept telling herself she loved having hairy legs and she didn't want them shaved! She liked the way they shined in the sunshine, the breeze blowing through them, running her fingers through the soft hair and the way her lovers seemed to enjoy caressing them too. Shaved legs might feel nice for a few hours but then they get itchy and prickly, But, like a moth, she was drawn to the light, that was the Leg Barber's stall. She peeped in the doorway of the barber shop like the proverbial curious cat! No women were in there being shorn, but she did like what she saw! There was the infamous Leg Barber! Quite fit looking, lightly tanned, short hair and with some stubble, fittingly enough!

Hairy Hils told herself to pull herself together and forget any crazy ideas she was entertaining. She did walk off, watched another band for 30 minutes before having another beer and after debating with herself decided to give it a go. She loved new experiences and she knew her leg hair always grew back quickly, so what the heck, give the leg shaving experience a go!

As Hils entered she was feeling almost sick with nerves but relaxed as the Leg Barber gave her a big warm smile.

"Hi, welcome to the Leg Barber! I promise you a relaxing, sensual experience and that you'll leave with beautiful, smooth legs! Ten dollars for clean-shaven lower legs and as an optional extra, for another five dollars, thighs shaved to either half or three-quarters. I don't do the top part for public events!"

Hils nervously retorted, "Umm, umm..., well maybe I'll go for the full experience for $15. Hope I don't regret it!"

Smiling broadly the Leg Barber said, "You'll have no regrets! You'll leave here a

new woman with amazing legs that will floor all the guys. They're a great shape- just need to remove all that fur to define them!"

Hils said defensively, "I do actually like my hairy legs and think they're fine! Also the guys I date seem to appreciate them. But I do want to try this new experience,-just to see what it's like!"

Undeterred, the Leg Barber said, "That's fine! Let's remove your sandals and put your legs up here by the sink."

Holding Hil's left ankle he ran his fingers through the dense fine hair. "Pretty hairy, eh? Been a little while since they've seen a razor!" he muttered!

A little more relaxed, Hils responded, "A little while? It's been about 12 years since I last shaved them. To be honest I never expected to see them without their fur coat again!"

Laughing, the Leg Barber picked up the shower head and started running water over Hil's hairy calves. When the hair was wet it appeared much darker than normal and with the hairs flattened her legs looked really hairy with intricate patterns as the water ran off. Mike, the Leg Barber, then put some shaving soap into the palms of his hands and firmly rubbed the soap into the furry legs; hairs sticking out in all directions!

"Ready?" as Mike picked up a straight blade.

"Guess as ready as I'll ever be!" gulped Hils

Mike started carefully with the sharp blade and slowly shaved off the long hairs around her ankle and above her heel where the hair was particularly thick and long, being careful not to cut those areas normally cut by novices. As Hils relaxed he then began the first long stroke with the sharp blade, scything away the abundant fuzz as he glided the razor toward her knee. Cascades of long dark wet hair in thick matted clumps were falling into the now hairy sink below.
"One of the hairiest pair of legs I've had to shave today! Not the hairiest, but up there on the hirsute shaving challenge. It might seem strange but I get more pleasure shaving a really hairy pair of legs to a pair with just a bit of tiny stubble!"

Now Hils was relaxed and even beginning to enjoy Mike's firm manly hands skilfully deploying the blade along her increasingly hairless lower limbs. She now had a lot of questions for Mike.

"I'm guessing shaving legs isn't your proper job?" she asked.

"Not sure what you mean about proper job as I do this with love and skill," smiled Mike. "...but I am actually a barber full time, but doing guys' heads and beards. The leg shaving is more of a hobby job, but it's much more enjoyable and satisfying creating smooth shapely feminine legs!"

"So how did you start this? Pretty niche and not something I'd heard about until today!" asked Hils fully intrigued.

"Well!" exclaimed Mike. "I was dating this girl who like you was on the hairy side. Her legs were pretty hairy and I kept asking if she would shave them for me. She refused and one day when I asked her for the nth time she got really angry and shouted if i wanted her legs hairless I'd have to shave them myself as she had no intention of shaving them. I think she was hoping I'd let it drop so she was surprised when i took her up on her offer! It was a life changing moment for me. I found the whole experience exhilarating and very sensual! To my surprise Louise really enjoyed the whole episode too and sex really improved between us after that. So I started shaving her legs most weekends and both of us always felt a heightened sense of anticipation as the weekend approached. I became totally fascinated by the whole shaving thing and found various movies on-line with barbers shaving women- their faces, their pits and so on. So the Leg Barber was born! Many of the videos were from Asia and places like Turkey."

"So you don't like body hair on women, then?" asked Hils.

Grinning, Mike replied, "Now you're putting words into my mouth!. Did I say I don't like body hair? Now as you know I'm not a fan of hairy legs on women but equally, if you don't mind me getting graphic, I also don't like bald pussies or even one of those silly strips of hair that some women have on their pussy. Though many of the women I've been with have trimmed pussies I love nothing more than a really full furry pussy with the hair escaping onto the thighs and even a trail. That to me is truly exciting, especially with the contrast of smooth pins! "

"That's good, though you do surprise me!" Hils responded..

Mike added, "I'll surprise you even more! Not only do i like a furry bush I'm also partial to hairy pits, though I don't often get to experience that furry delight! It's just the legs, particularly the calves, I like smooth. I don't mind fine hair on the thighs and hairy up top, but not keen if they're hairier than mine!"

Feeling much more confident Hils added, "Blimey, time you finish shaving my legs I'd be like your perfect woman, hairy-wise!"

Mike just smiled at his as he finished removing the last hairs below the knee on her second leg. Hils then had to raise her skirt as she exposed her fuzzy thighs to be shaved next. She really tingled as Mike rubbed soap up her thighs and tried to hide how aroused she was as the nerve endings reached her intimate parts. Fully soaped Mike approached the upper part of where he was gong to shave, marking a shaved vertical line about six inches down her inner thigh from the top. Above that it was truly a wild jungle of tawny brown hair. Mike then wielded the blade and began shaving from above the knee up to the sacred inner thigh border. After completing the top and sides of her thigh, which were considerably less hairy, but still quite furry, he raised her leg and enjoying the smell of her jungle, he began to remove the thicker fuzz on the back of her thighs

Hils was finding the whole experience much more enjoyable than she expected; a novel sensory adventure! Not that she was craving a hairless state for her legs but enjoyed the intimacy with this hunky guy taking control and gently shaving her. After completion, Mike could tell there was some chemistry between them and asked if she could suggest a bar around town he could visit after the fair finished?

"Actually, I'm not doing anything tonight and I could show you this cool place with a nice beer garden?" said in an upbeat Hils, feeling pretty charged up!

"It's a date!", smiled Mike, not believing his luck. "I'll see you in a couple of hours then!"

Hils jumped on a bus with a big smile on her face. She looked down at her smooth hair-free legs, which she didn't really recognise as hers. They looked so different without the hair- slimmer and sleek and though her hairy legs felt nice, this was a different smooth sensation. In fact while she sat on the bus she couldn't stop stroking them and was keenly anticipating Mike stroking them too later if things went well!

As soon as she got in she jumped onto her bed where she had a large mirror at the end. She immediately ripped off her skirt and again she stroked her smooth hairless legs and thighs but she particularly loved the feel where the hairless thigh gave way to the hairy tops- far too extensive to qualify as a bikini-line! Though she missed the hair she was keen to savour this new her! She then removed her undies and admired her huge furry bush complete with upper thigh flanges contrasting with her newly hairless legs. Removing her top she raised her arms to also reveal her furry pits. She could certainly see the appeal of the contrasts of thick hair with smooth hairless legs. For the moment she was going to revel in it.

As she looked at her reflection in the mirror she smiled as she remembered the time she discovered a stack of porn mags in her brother's room when she was a teenager. before the era when bald pussy dominated. The days when most of the models had full bushes and like her with plenty of thigh spillage! She remembered too, that a small number also had hairy pits like her. For the moment she was revelling in being a hairy porn queen in her own room. Playing with the long inner thigh and pubic hair as well as stroking the smooth areas she began to get really turned on! She fingered herself for all it was worth, to release the pent-up sexual urges, gasping with loud squeals as she came. She did feel very sexy after her unplanned encounter and had some excited anticipation how the evening would develop!

As the time was passing by she jumped into the shower to get ready and remembered a very short skirt she still had from the distant days when she routinely shaved her legs. She put on a t-shirt that would reveal her hairy pits, previously unseen by Mike and combined this with her pale short skirt, augmented by white ankle socks and pumps, exposing her ultra-smooth legs for the world to admire!

When they met up again they exchanged a warm embrace and Mike was now exposing his legs too with khaki shorts. His legs were lightly tanned and probably as hairy as her legs were before he so carefully shaved them.

Sitting at a table having beer they soon started chatting about their families and journeys in life. Before long they clasped hands and Hils cheekily rubbed her toes up Mike's fuzzy calves. Smiling, Mike looked under the table and grabbed her foot.

"You look gorgeous tonight and if I may say you have a stunning pair of legs!" as he began to stroke one of them and enjoying the smooth sensation.

Blushing, Hils replied, "Thanks and also thanks for the wonderful experience earlier. I probably won't keep them like this as I hate shaving and I do like my fuzz, but it was certainly a magical, sensual experience as you wielded the blade so skilfully up my furry legs. You made me feel special and very sexy!"

In fact, Hils was still fascinated by the Leg Barber role and was intrigued by some of Mike's anecdotes about this.

"I've certainly got some memorable tales!" smiled Mike.

Laughing, he remembered this middle-aged guy who virtually dragged his wife to his cabin,

"This guy almost begged me to shave her legs. The front of the calves were covered with dark wiry hair and he hated it. The rest of her legs weren't that hairy. I don't think she was that bothered but agreed to have them shaved to please him. Even she agreed they looked better after I'd shaved them clean and the guy had a broad grin after I finished.He gave me a healthy tip and shook my hand. Think I may have saved their marriage and she agreed not to let them go feral again. He also promised to pay for the razors and shaving cream!"

"Never had you down as marriage councillor," joked Hils.

"I've also had the opposite scenario where I heard this couple arguing outside my shop. He was quite the hippy and his girlfriend was totally gorgeous with long dark brown hair and had long slim legs that were covered in dark fine downy hair. I could him begging her not to go into my place and have them shaved. She was adamant she was fed up with people staring at her hairy legs and wanted to go back to having them hairless. I could hear her shout that she'd still have a hairy bush and pits and that should be enough for his fetish. Anyway he stormed off and she came in to my stall. One of my most rewarding leg shaves ever! A real pleasure to transform them into smooth legs and I'll admit I really had to pleasure myself after that one!

Another time there was this teen, about 18 with her controlling mother. The girl was pleading with her to get her legs done as she was old enough now to have them shaved. Most girls would have started earlier but her mother had stopped her. Much to my amazement after 5 minutes of this heated discussion the young woman pleading and shouting at her mother, they both came in and the mother agreed to let them be shaved for the first time ever. Even I felt nervous as the mother watched me like a hawk as I shaved her daughter's noticeably hairy calves. As I finished both calves, the teen looked so happy and excited to see her fuzz free calves. She did ask her mother about doing the thighs too, but she put her foot down and said there was no way anyone was going to shave her thighs; not even herself. Despite that she looked really happy, thanked and embraced her mother, smiled at me and I felt a buzz of satisfaction assisting this young woman on her metamorphosis from hairy-legged student to a young woman, who would wow the lads with her smooth calves.

The mother promised to buy her a safety razor and foam so she could start shaving them for herself and it would be easier now I had removed the thicker hair, Ah so many stories- each shave a new individual tale!" grinned Mike.

"A whole new world!" said Hils. "I feel educated and entertained,". by your anecdotes.

Holding hands, they walked back to her flat. She hadn't felt this sexy for months and as soon as they got into her flat she removed Mike's top, running her nimble hands through the light chest hair; not too dense, but enough for Hils to enjoy and play with.

Mike speedily removed Hils' top and made a beeline for her thick, hairy pits, caressing the long hairs, licking them and gently nuzzling the fragrant fur while tweaking her nipples. He gently pulled her onto the sofa and while still engrossed in pit love he manipulated her leg to remove her pumps and cute white socks so that he could run his hand up and down her smooth legs, He then moved round so he was facing Hils, initially sucking her toes, continuing to revel in the smoothness of her slim legs, but now admiring the view, where the smooth met the wild- the thick hair of her inner thighs separated by a clean straight line delineated by his handiwork.

Hils was now getting aroused, sighing and groaning, and undid Mike's zip to remove his leaking and fully swollen dick. She then proceeded to eagerly lick it as though a favourite ice cream. Then she started slowly jerking it and began to rub the leaking semen up and down her calves.

Laughing she joked, "This will make them grow back even hairier!"

Before Mike came totally, she strode over him, holding his dick firm in her love hole as she eagerly moved up and down on him while he moaned with delight, the same time as he held onto her lovely legs.

As he recovered Hils lay on her back and Mike began to kiss and lick her thighs with her legs rubbing over his shoulders. He was enchanted with her jungle and was happy to let his fingers and tongue explore the dark, furry depths. Before long Hils was screaming with pleasure as in Mike's furry explorations he hit the jackpot!

Both tired and sated with pleasure they fell into bed. The following morning Hils rose first and went straight to the shower. This made Mike stir, so he stumbled out of bed and soon found Hils in the shower. Without a second thought he joined her, kissing her passionately in the running water and offered to soap her, which she was more than happy with! Mike particularly enjoyed soaping her furry pits and bush and gallantly towelled her off before himself. He then started nuzzling her pits again and removed a comb from his shorts by his side and began gently combing her long silky pubes, then running his fingers through them, gently tugging them and stroking her sexy inner thigh hair.

After a bout of grooming, sweet caresses and a quickie fuck they both got dressed as they both had plans for the day ahead.

They passionately kissed goodbye and Mike said, "You have such a sexy body and perfectly hairy in all the right places. Keep those gorgeous pins nice and smooth!" laughing as he went.

"Thanks for an amazing 12 hours! I won't make any promises about the legs. I hate shaving myself with a passion and though I've loved the smooth look, I do like the furry look too!."

As Mike left he mentioned he'd be at a similar fair about thirty miles away in Throckton in 3 weeks time!

"Oh my god, .my girlfriend lives there and I'm due to meet her that weekend!" exclaimed Hils.

"Your girlfriend? Are you bisexual, then?" Mike asked, feeling somewhat surprised.

"I don't describe myself this way,I prefer to call myself sexually fluid. Yes Serena is my lover but I only have the one female lover, but I just love having dick and like variety so don't stick to one guy. Maybe we could meet up again, then in 3 weeks time?"

"You bet!" smiled Mike with a huge smile. "Is she hairy like you?"

"Yes and no!" replied Hils with a wry grin. "Yes she's hairy but not like me. She's of Spanish descent so Serena has dark body hair. Now whereas my arms are virtually hairless, her arms are coated with thick but fine dark hair, pretty long near the elbow end. So silky to play with I just adore playing with her hot arm fuzz. But, unlike me she has no visible hair on her thighs, just a thin dark bikini line escaping her undies, but below the knee it gets hairier and the bottom half of her calves are coated in thick dark hair, running onto the top of her feet. She has lovely dark pubes and bushy pits but also quite a thick dark brown down on the bottom of her back!"

"Look forward to seeing you again and meeting furry Serena in a few weeks!" grinned Mike.

Three weeks flew past and after the fair ended Hils met up with Mike and escorted him to Serena's cosy pad. She was wearing a mid-length skirt, her legs already noticeably bristly, maybe nearly 1 cm long. The hair was already growing back strongly!

Knocking on Serena's door, Serena opened up and warmly embraced her lover.

"This Serena is the Leg Barber I told you about on the phone!" gushed Hils.

"I'm really fascinated by this. I wish I'd been there to watch you getting shaved. Never known you with anything but decidedly furry legs Much as I loved them furry I'd have paid good money to have seen you being de-furred!" exclaimed Serena.

Feeling playful, Hils climbed onto Serena's work top, removed her sandals and started running her hands up and down her plentiful stubble,

"I actually like running my hands up and down the bristles- quite a novel sensory sensation for me after all these years. Do you think they need a shave, Mike?"

Laughing Mike got out his razor and walked over to the sink while Serena couldn't believe what was happening in front of her eyes.

"No thigh shaving this time though Mike! It's so bloody uncomfortable as it grows out. Just the calves this time, love!" requested Hils.

Mike picked up the soap by the sink, massaging the prickly legs with a strong lather and in no time at all had the blade (this time a traditional razor) erase all the emergent bristles.

"Nice and smooth again!" he proclaimed, running his hands up Hils' shiny smooth calves.

"That looked like fun!" said Serena, her eyes almost popping out.

Serena had a short skirt on with thigh length socks, extending a few inches above her knees and a top that just revealed her dense dark pit hair sticking out at the side. Mike was also quite taken by her furry arms, more than he expected. The hair wasn't manly as he anticipated but silky, long and somehow feminine.

Having had her legs shaved smoothly, Hils ran to the bathroom and began running a bath. Serena was still shell shocked but as Hils returned to the lounge she started to pull off Serena's long socks that concealed her dark furry leg hair and started to run her fingers through the dense, soft growth, gently tugging at some of the longer hairs..

Hils then escorted her to the bath where she then removed Serena's short skirt and top, leaving her in knickers and bra.

In devilish mode Hils began soaping Serena's furry legs and called Mike in.

"Think these gorilla legs seriously need a shave, don't you?" opined Hils.

Mike just beamed with delight and went back to his bag of tricks and retrieved a shaving brush and his trusty straight blade for very hairy legs, trying to conceal his growing erection!

Serena didn't show any resistance and there was a sense she was looking forward to Mike's shaving skills. Placing one soapy hirsute calf on the edge of the bath, Mike eagerly got to work scraping off the abundant fur with multiple tufts of congealed wet soapy hairs falling into the water below. Soon he was holding her ankle up in the air removing the last of the dark hairs hiding on the back of her legs, not missing a single stray hair. Ten minutes later and the second hairy leg was met with similar efficiency and now as smooth as a baby's bottom; though the bath looked as though a fur coat had been shredded by a wolverine!

"They look so different!," said Serena as Hils dried her off. As she sat in her soggy pants she decided to remove them and started touching her smooth calves, looking much paler without the mass of dark hair. "Mmm, nice and smooth!" she smiled.

As Serena stroked her now hair-free calves she noticed the strong contrast with the ample dark hair on her arms and the smooth legs. Though Serena was aware that she possessed a hairier than average pair of arms, all of a sudden this was amplified with the contrast of her newly hair-free calves.

"Do you think I ought to get my arms shaved too?" looking puzzled as whether this was a good idea as she played with the hairs on her arms and compared her arms and legs

Putting on a face of mock horror, Mike reacted quickly.

"Oh my god, No, no, no!!" he emphatically emphasised with frustration at the notion. "Women should never, ever remove their arm hair. Your hairy arms are so beautiful. The hair isn't coarse like that on the average guy but soft and silky! I really love the contrast of your fuzzy arms as you caress your smooth, hairless legs, Soft fuzzy arms combined with smooth hairless legs is such a rare sensual treasure that really excites the senses. So sexy in fact!"

"Oh okay, then," smiled Serena and feeling reassured. In fact she felt a warm glow of satisfaction after Mike's compliment and began gently running her fingers through the long hairs.
Hils then cuddled her lover and began stroking and gently kissing Serena's smooth legs while Serena laid down, holding her arms up revealing the vigorous dark growth growing in her pits. As her hairy pits were revealed their furry abundance, a distinct musky odour evaporated from them. Hils always adored Serena's distinctive natural odours!

As Mike sat down on the sofa he was feeling very turned on as Hils continued licking and caressing Serena, working up to her vagina, hidden in the dark furry forest of dense pubes

While Hils was giving oral pleasure to Serena, her own undies slipped down and Mike hadn't noticed before what a hairy ass crack Hils had, and as he did he got a huge stiffy which was uncomfortable to contain in his underwear!

Time for a threesome, he thought!

Removing his garments he took his penis, thrust his eager member up Hils' rear and grabbed Serena's ankles above Hils' shoulders, kissing her smooth ankles while he fired his load into Hils' ass. He loved the view of Serena's hirsute pits, which were wafting an enticing sexual odour, reeking in sweaty pheromones and began to glisten with fresh sweat.

Before long they collapsed into each others arms as they all came almost in unison. Serena and Hils were gleefully rubbing each others smooth legs together, while Hils also massaged Mike's spent but contented dick, still dribbling with pure delight. Life could be bliss for these ephemeral moments!

As he restored his energy Mike said his farewell to leave the two lovers to spend the night in harmony.

"Maybe see you next year? " as he kissed Hils goodbye.

"You bet!" smiled Hils. "And my legs will be fully furry for you to cast your magic again!"

Mike just laughed as he disappeared down the road.

As the months passed by Mike had left an influence. Serena was aware of how special her hairy arms were; a rare treasure to be enjoyed. But she also decided though she was still very much a hairy girl with her arms, pits and ample bush, she began to shave her previously furry calves often on a weekly or sometimes fortnightly basis. Occasionally she would leave them until the stubble was half grown out and revel in a girly pampering session. It made her aware that her legs were by nature hairy and she did quite like the look of the hair at this stage before it got totally rampant. If it got too long it was more of a pain to shave as the blade got too choked up with stubble. She also began to put red polish on her toes after shaving her calves smooth which made her feel more feminine. She would love running her hands up and down her legs and also running her fingers through her arm hair. She always felt really horny after her self indulgence!

Serena felt no pressure to be perfectly smooth and she quite like the feel of the returning stubble but then delighted in a special soothing bath with a glass of wine and some chilled music as she soaped her bristly legs and enjoyed running her razor down them and relish the smooth as silk feel again. Masturbation always followed unless Hils was around. Serena even persuaded her lover to shave her legs for her the once but never became regular occurrence, though Hils did love it as a one off!

The Leg Barber even had his influence over Hils. She soon reverted to her nick name of Hairy Hils and in little over six weeks her legs were as hairy as ever. Could they have been even hairier than before the shave? Probably not, but it seemed that way!

Yet though she had no desire to shave her own legs and did prefer them in their natural furry state, thanks to Mike she had learnt there were options out there! There was something fun, intimate and quite sexy having a lover shave them for a change.

Over the coming year she broached the topic with 3 different guys she dated. One had gone crazy with lust over her deliciously furry legs so she was surprised how enthusiastic he was about the prospect. In fact she found even guys who dug the fur and had never even contemplated shaving a woman's legs always gave a similar reaction. Their pupils always dilated, had silly broad grins all over their faces and she always noticed the trouser snake growing rapidly, often leaving a tell-tale damp patch. She always liked her to grow out fully between shaves but once in a while she loved the the intimacy, the fun and the power of the guy soaping her legs and then decisively wielding the blade.

It was always very intimate and most importantly the sex was always rampant and very satisfying afterwards. There was something so cosy and satisfying having her smooth calves gently caressed in a post-coital state of elation. Hairy was her favourite state but variety spiced up her love life, enjoying the smooth of shaved legs, the varying sensations as the bristles returned and started getting softer as they grew in length and then finally the full furry sensation about six weeks later..

The fact she no longer permanently had full-on furry legs made her appreciate them even more when they were in their natural state as she stroked them, admired the look as they sparkled in the sunshine and felt the breeze rustle the hairs with pleasurable sensations!

Over the following year she probably had the shaved about four times. Once Serena begged her to let her shave them and explore the sensation of her own bristly legs against Hils' clean-shaven ones for a novel experience.

On another occasion Hils brought up the topic with a bearded male lover who was very excited at the prospect of shaving her, even though he did appreciate the soft leg fuzz. To prolong his excitement and at the same time frustrate his desire, she set a date the following week for the session. She dressed up in clear stockings with garters for the date, the long leg hairs pressed under the material and looking hairier than when bare-legged. Her date couldn't contain himself with excitement as he ejaculated as soon as he removed the hose but then was able to have a leisurely smooth shaving session while his dick had time to regain vigour and perform with less speed afterwards.

Another guy was instructed to tie Hils up before he was allowed to start shaving her furry legs. Her hands were tied above her to expose her smelly unwashed hairy pits to him and he was instructed to lick them and fuck her before he was allowed to remove the leg fur. At all times shaving was now restricted to to her calves as she didn't want unbearably itchy thighs again!

Hils made sure no lover would shave her legs in the two months leading up to next year's fair. She wanted them to be wildly hairy for the king Leg Barber. She also decided that if he wanted to fuck her he would have to do it with her hairy first. Then he could wield his shaving magic on her hairy legs and only then he was welcome to fuck her with abandon again. And again and again.

A strange old world when a dedicated natural hairy girl looks forward to a shave!