I LOVE my man's hair on his chest, his legs, his underarms, I love all of it. I don't have a hair fettish, I simply love my man and the longer we have been together the more I adore it. If I would have been asked a few years ago how I felt about chest hair, I would have said it was creepy like an old man.... Now I find myself running my fingers through my man's chest hair every monring with delight.
Body hair is there for a reason. It protects some very delicate parts from friction, and in some instances provides necessary friction in certain places.
Hair removal, unless a laser is used, is a endless process... a never ending cycle of stubble, painful irritation, and rough stubble.
Missionary position sex is very satisfying if the guy can grind his pelvic bone against your clitoris...but is no fun if it is covered with prickly stubble. Pubic hair makes a great texture, like so many sex toys and condoms are textured for more stimulation.
I would never date a hairless guy..... unless he had a really good reason... like chemotherapy.
I used to think it may be more of a generational difference as well, and, to some degree, is. But we've got a female radio DJ that is roughly the age of an ex of mine who is 15 years older. The DJ desires a hairless man - no hair except for what is on his head. My ex on the other hand has commented that it would make her feel like she was sleeping with a pre-pubescent guy.
Yeah, I know its not a huge age difference...
Hair gets in the way of possible sensation-producing activities on both genders.
However, he needs to have head hair long enough for me to run fingers through and pull. I cheerfully admit to a hair fetish.


