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Bitches With Bushes
By
Jan
I was recruited by a headhunter for a lucrative position in San Diego from my current Seattle position. I was put up in the classy Westin Hotel Gaslamp Quarter. I was wined and dined, but I wanted to check out the local lesbian community before I thought about accepting the position.
After I ate dinner in the hotel restaurant and I was in my room I took out my laptop and searched for a lesbian chat room. I posted my name along with the comment (New to San Diego area and have a hair fetich.) I got several hits but they were not in the area. Then I got a hit from a woman that was in Cornado. She told me that her name was Linda Harris and that she was a Navy Commander and in charge of the air traffic controllers on the Naval Air Base. I became very interested.
I told her that my name was Maxine Barnes and explained that I was thinking about taking a job for an electronics company that did a lot of radar and sonar for the Navy, but before I accepted the job, I wanted to check out the lesbian community. She told me that she belonged to a casual group of women that consider themselves as 'Bitches with Bushes.' I was interested right away. We even showed each other our cunts to prove that we truly had very hairy cunts. I told her the hotel and room number I was in. She told me that she would be there in less than an hour.
True to her word she knocked on the door in less than an hour. She was wearing her dress blue uniform and carrying a garment bag. I was impressed with her uniform decorated with a lot of the ribbons on her breast. She definitely-did have an alpha personality. She laid her garment bag on the king-sized bed. Then took me into her arms and kissed me on the mouth.
I was wearing a steel gray business suit with three- inch pumps and a lavender blouse and a strand of black pearls with matching earrings. She looked me over and gave me an approving smile. Then she asked: "Have you ever had a Mexican dinner before. I said that I had only ate tacos from Taco Bell. She laughed and told me that that was not Mexican food. She assured me that I would enjoy it. "Shall we go?" I was impressed with her businesslike manner. I grabbed my hand bag and checked for my card key to the room. We took the elevator down to the lobby where she gave the Valette the chit for her car. We stood there enjoying the cool night breeze. I could smell the salt in the air coming from the bay. I was impressed that she was driving a late model silver Toyota Camry.
She drove us in the general direction of north to Old Town San Diego to a quaint Mexican restaurant and the women were dressed in Hispanic dresses. There was a woman making corn tortillas by hand in front of a window so that people walking by could see her.
Linda looked very impressive in her uniform, as she ordered for the two of us and ordered Corona beer. When the waitress brought our food, it smelled delicious and she told me what was on the oval plate There is a Chile-relleno, Enchilada covered in a red Sauce, beef taco, refried beans, and Spanish rice. We enjoyed the delicious meal with a couple of beers. For dessert she ordered fried ice-cream and coffee. I had never heard of fried ice- cream before. It was a ball of a caramel flavored crust and a scoop of frozen vanilla ice-cream inside. The rich flavored coffee has a cinnamon flavor. She assured me that there were many more dishes and a verity of seafood. She pointed out that the Portuguese have great recipes. We walked around the old town taking in the smells and tourist items for sale.
We eventually returned to the hotel. I stopped at the liquor store and bought a pint of Crown Royal Whisky, before we took the elevator to my floor. When we got to the room, she took the ice bucket to the hall freezer and filled it with ice.
When she returned, I poured a generous amount of whisky over a couple of ice-cubes in a couple of plastic glasses. She removed her officer's hat and placed it on the furniture that the TV was on. She removed her coat and hung it on the hanger in the clothes nook. She also removed the tie she was wearing before pulling the white blouse with the ribbons and epaulets with her rank on them and hung it on another hanger. She also removed her pumps and massaged her feet before accepting the drink.
We sat on the side of the bed as we drank the whisky. Sitting next to this self-assured Naval officer and smelling the perfume she was wearing was erotic. My pussy was already leaking. When our plastic glasses were empty, I took her glass and put them on the sink next to the ice bucket. When I turned around Linda was standing there in her slip. She was wearing dark nylons and four- inch stiletto pumps that were definitely-not Navy regulation. I stood there watching as she lifted her arms to pull a full white slip over her head, I saw the dark underarm hair. She was wearing q matching flesh colored bra and hip hugger panties. It was nautical that dark pubic hair was visible outside of the confines of the panties. I instantly unzipped the back of my dress.
I pulled my arms out of the dress and stepped out of it. I was not wearing a slip or bra, so my ample tits were heavy resting on my ribcage. I was only wearing sexy lace dark colored thong panties. Unlike Linda, I do shave my underarms. My tits were firm 38-C and only sagged a little. The mauve colored nipples were pointing right at Linda. Like her, my dark pubic hair grows well beyond the limits of my panties and trickles down the insides of my thighs and up the middle of my body well above my pubic bone. I stood there long enough to allow Linda to study by body, before I started rolling the thong down my legs. When I pulled my own pumps free of the panties, the panties were just a little ball in my hand. I knelt on one knee and pulled Linds panties down her legs and free of her pumps. I smelled her hairy pussy, and looked up at her eyes and told her that we looked sexier wearing our nylons and pumps, as I pushed her towards the bed.
As she sat on the side of the bed, I parted her thighs and started kissing and nibbling on the soft flesh of her inner thighs. She placed her hand on her cunt and stuck her fingers into her vagina and was slowly masturbating herself. She laid back across the bed, as I was licking my way up her inner thighs towards her cunt.
She pleaded in a soft voice: "Maxine, Eat my cunt!"
I lifted my head and said: "Move your hand and I will!?"
She removed her hand and the smell and sucked on her fingers. That's when I pressed my face into the bush. My nose was covered by her dark hair. When Linda propped her head up with pillows all she could see was my forehead and brown eyes. I was busy lapping up the fluid leaking from her cunt. I took her clit between my lips and sicked on it like it was a nipple. To expedite her reaching an orgasm I stuck two fingers up her asshole. When Linda reached her orgasm, she wrapped her legs around my head and squeezed my head in an orgasmic vice grip. When she fell back and relaxed her grip on my head, I was free to join her on the bed.
We repositioned our bodies after returning the pillows to the top of the bed. We clung to each other and kissed. I sucked on her tits and licked her hairy armpits. At that point Linda exerted her alfa personality and rolled me onto my back and felt and sucked on my tits and nipples. She worked her way down my body until she had access to my own hairy cunt. She was like an animal licking and chewing on my pussy. She even chewed pubic hair and pulled her head back with my hair between her teeth. As much as I enjoyed what she was doing to my pussy my asshole was feeling neglected.
That was when she rolled me over onto my belly and started kissing the cheeks of my butt. Then she used both hands to spread my cheeks and started licking the moist sweaty crack of my ass. I'm sure she got a good whiff of my asshole before she licked, and probed my asshole with her tongue. She also reached under my body masturbated me until I was bucking up and down through an orgasm. We had one more drink before we covered our bodies and wrapped our legs around each other and drifted off to sleep.
In the morning we bathed together and took our time with our bathroom duties before we got dressed. Linda put on civilian blouse and slacks along with gum sole deck shoes. I followed her advice and put on slacks with a halter top and a windbreaker. I put on white Nike cross trainers. We had breakfast in the hotel restaurant. Linda drove us to the marina northeast of Coronado. She parked her car in a lot and we walked across the road to the marina. She led me to a dock that had a fifty-foot sail boat tied to the dock. There were several women on the deck of the boat. There were three young women dressed like sailors that were busy making the boat ready to sail.
A mature woman dressed like a yacht-woman. She was wearing a Garrison cap with a Commodore emblem on It and the gold embodied oak leaves and acorn seeds on the bill of the cap. They were even more decorative than the bill of Linda's cap. She welcomed Linda aboard like an old friend and asked to introduce her to her guest.
Linda told Commodore Ashley Hitchcock that I was a new friend that was about to accept a local job. She assured the Commodore that I was a perfect addition to or local "Bitches with Bushes Club."
The Commadore embraced me and kissed me. She told me: "Welcome aboard. Make yourself at home and enjoy the amenities aboard. The fun will start as soon as we are a couple of miles off shore. She called out to her deckhand, CAST OFF!"
The crew untied the mooring ties and the helmsman started the engine and the boat pulled away from the dock. We were moving slowly until we cleared the harbor. The crew used the lanyards to hoist the two sails and adjusted the booms until the wind filled the sails. As the boat healed over the helmsman shut down the engine and the boat was moving under sail power. Linda was introducing me to the other women aboard.
I was impressed with the variety of women. They were women between mid-twenties to late sixties. They all looked like they were in pretty good physical condition and they were all tanned. When we were close to three miles off shore the women went below and when they emerged from below, they were all naked except for the deck shoes.
For me it was all eye candy looking at the bodies, and the common denominator was that they had unshaven pussies. Most of them had dark pubic hair but there were some blondes and redhead crotches. The crew were only wearing deck shoes and the smartly rolled cloth white hats. The Commodore had her hat perched on the back of her head. For the next few hours there were naked bodies on the deck or below with their heads between the thighs of other women. Every now and then I even got to taste their cunts when they were casually coiling lines.
We were sailing up the coast and having to tack to port and starboard to make headway. When the Commodore announced to the crew to come about the helmsman spun the helm making a hard port turn the boat heeled over until the booms swung around and the sails filled. The boat was traveling a lot faster because we were traveling with the current and wind. We continued having sex until we got within a couple of miles of the harbor. We went below and put our closes back on before we lowered the sails and turned the engine back on as the crew furled sails in plenty of time before they had to tie up the boat to the dock. Linda and I hung around to help the crew wash down the boat with fresh water. When we were done the Commodore invited us to join her and the crew to dinner.
Linda and the Commodore took us to a Portuguese restaurant where they served a platter of seafood that included octopi. The six of us ended the evening sucking the hairy pussies and assholes of the three young sailors. I was thrilled to sit on the face of a blonde girl barely out of high school and grind my hairy cunt into her mouth and nose. By the time the weekend was over I was convinced that I had to accept the job.
I let the headhunter know and insisted that she find me a home that would be convenient to the office and the marina. I knew I would be seeing a lot of female Naval personnel and would have to learn how to handle sailboats.
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