I created this throwaway account just to vent this story. I am an reasonably attractive 23 year old woman, I’m single and I app!

I matched with an attractive 32 year old man and we went on a date. It was a good date, we had Italian food and wine, it went well, we kissed. Conversation moved onto a “coffee” back at his place, I was happy to go for a “coffee” I hadn’t had a “coffee” in a few weeks.

We get back to his, and started having our “coffee” (ok, enough of the euphemisms now, I think you’ve got the point). So I was blowing him, I would say he was smaller than average but perfectly pleasant and I was more than happy. But he was hairy - now I don’t have a problem with this at all, I only mention it because of what happened next.

I’m really into it, and the condom is reached for as I strip off. As I disrobed he took one look at me and said “Oh god”. I asked what and he pointed to my bush, “I can’t” he said!

What the fuck! So I don’t shave, I tried it when I was younger and hated the itch etc. So I rock a bush, in the grand scheme of things probably a fairly sizeable one.

So I kind of berated him, bringing up the size of his cock and the fact he was hairy too. And got dressed and ordered an Uber. While I sat in his flat he had the gall to ask if I could continue the blowjob. I declined vociferously and told him I was going to find a real man and went on my phone to see if I could go see someone I’d seen before.

Luckily, one of my previous conquests was available and I arranged to go straight to his. I also had one last pop at the guy, I showed him a dick pic of the real man - I hope he felt inferior!

The happy ending is that I had incredibly good sex with real man and was sent home walking like John Wayne!

I’ve been thinking of a really pithy way to finish this ‘story’ and I’m really proud of the next sentence!

So it turns out that having a big bush means both that I’ve got a hairy twat and that I can use it to detect hairy twats!