Mormon Bush

“I want you to grow your bush out for me.”

She tried to mask her shock at her boyfriend’s request.

Clarissa was a good Christian girl. Mormon girl, to be exact. She had never dreamed of having premarital sex. At least, that’s what she told herself.

“But I—we have to wait for marriage, my love,” she said sweetly, trying to hide her alarm. Her boyfriend had never pushed her past her limits. Their limits. Yes, they had kissed, even touched each other over the pants once or twice, but they both knew the rules.

“I don’t want that, no,” he protested. “I just want to know you’re growing it out for me.”

“Oh…”

He kissed her. “I want to know that you have a big, luscious bush down there.”

She giggled.

“I don’t want to see it. Well…” he corrected himself, “I want to see it, but I can wait. I can wait for you, my love.” They kissed once again.

She pulled back and gazed into his eyes. “I can do that for you. No more shaving my…my…”

“Pussy,” her boyfriend answered, and she giggled, trying to hide her blushing cheeks.

“Right, my pussy,” she whispered. “I just assumed you’d want me, you know, shaved…”

He smiled. “I probably would, most of the time. But I just can’t get it out of my head…you, with a bush to match your beautiful, curly hair. I want the carpet to match the drapes,” he said with a smile. Clarissa playfully slapped him on the cheek.

He acted offended, hurt, even. He grabbed her wrists, pinning them down against the couch. He kissed her neck.

“I want to rest my cock on a thick bush that—“

They were interrupted by a voice calling from up the stairs.

“Clarissa! Will! Lunch is ready!”

Clarissa’s mom. The two of them were in the basement, sitting on a couch after church. They hadn’t been there long. Or had they…?

Little footsteps raced up the stairs. Clarissa groaned. Her little sister had been spying again.

She heaved a sigh, sad that Will’s dirty talk had been cut short. But as they plodded up the stairs, she couldn’t get that image out of her head: Her boyfriend’s big, meaty dick resting atop her wild and untrimmed bush…

She grabbed him and pulled his ear to her lips. “You want to see me all natural?” She teased.

He blushed.