Hair To Stay Erotica

Cliff sat at his desk in their bedroom and watched his wife prepare for her bath. He felt a rise in his pants and set aside the spreadsheet he had from work to watch. He had encountered a new dimension in Stephanie just this week and he still pondered it. While searching his browser history for something he had thought he’d lost long ago, he ran across visitations to a gangbang site. He looked further and found she had been perusing gangbang sites for months now. Most surprising were the images and videos she had visited. Almost all were nearly abusive. He’d had a day or two to think about it. He even asked her one night if she ever had fantasies about other men. She had flat denied it. He decided to put it to a test and arranged something for a night out. This was the night.

Steph stripped for him in front of her mirror. She removed her blouse, her hairy armpits shocking black against her pale white skin. Cliff had always adored her body hair, spending much time nuzzling her pits and toying with the tiny hairs protruding around her nipples. He sucked those little hairs often, driving her a bit crazy. He stated emphatically he wanted her as “natural” as possible and, judging by the amount of time he spent in her hairy nether regions, especially in her thick black bush between her legs, she knew that much was true. She slipped off her skirt and her panties and stood, naked, in front of the mirror, feeling turned on herself looking at her thick fleecy tush and the glistening it did in the light from her own unbidden but dam near ever-present juices. She had no explanation why, but she had been incredibly horny these past months, much more so than ever.

Leaving the country club, Cliff drove slowly, his plan already in operation. He had plied Steph with plenty of booze tonight, lots of sweet drinks and had mentioned to the bartender he wanted them powerful. “This had most certainly been achieved”, Cliff laughed to himself. Steph was tipsy and already a bit careless with her clothes. Cliff took this opportunity to loosen her top by slipping her straps down her arms. With her straps down and her dress moved up by hand, Cliff has her looking barely dressed. Naturally, Steph thought Cliff was doing this for his own interests, so she vamped even more, slipping her dress higher and revealing those tufts of black hair to escape her panties, her legs flopped drunkenly wide. Cliff could see she was wet, the juices shining in the streetlamps on those protruding tufts. He lowered his hand onto her hairy pussy and held it fast. She closed her legs around it, binding him as he drove. Wiggling his fingers, he managed to titillate her into gabbing his arm with both hands as he plied her thick bush and her slit itself. She was about to cum, he could tell. She was almost ready.

Cliff drove along the river and pulled into a private spot they had used as a romancing couple. He noticed the 2 cars he expected, smiling to himself. The warm summer night was sensual as he pulled the car to a stop. The air crackled with pleasure and sexual tension all around them. He pulled close to the other cars and shut the engine off. Steph looked up from her sexual mist and noticed the cars. Cliff also noticed she did not speak about them. He thought that was telling and it inflamed him to continue the plan even more. Cliff smiled down at his inebriated wife and smiled. She smiled back, almost helplessly awash in sexuality and lust already. “Take off all of your clothes,” Cliff said. Stephanie looked back at him and started to say something. But his look stopped her. He was serious. She complied. It was all Cliff could do not to attack that gorgeously bushy muff himself, but he had other plans. Finally naked, Steph looked at him expectantly, her pussy aflame. She obviously liked being told what to do and she seemed most eager to please him. Cliff had been startled at her obedience.

Reaching down to her very hairy pussy, Cliff stroked along her slit and she again grabbed his arm with both hands again. This was all about her at the moment. As Cliff felt her up, teasing her into submission, the car door opened beside Stepahine and she started. She screamed as she saw a naked man within inches of her who grabbed her by her haior and pulled her to his hard cock, mere inches from her face. She was not allowed to look back at Cliff and all reserve vanished as the unknown man pulled her face to his cock.

“Suck it, bitch,” she heard uttered, gutterally. Cliff watched as she opened her mouth, taking in this big hard cock with no questions. He kept his own hand at her pussy and watched her get pummelled, piston-like, as the cock ripped her lips into submission. Her head on this stranger’s dick, as if glued, the guy pulled her from the car roughly. She felt herself awkwardly pushed and pulled, her lips not allowed to leave this cock, until she was on the ground, on her knees, naked and still sucking. Then she felt more hands at her rear.

Cliff watched as his two friends took her. The moon’s reflection made her pussy hair stand out like a small wet beacon as he watched Al’s cock enter her from behind. Their rough words seemed to inflame Stephanie as they assaulted her verbally and with their hard cocks. Fucking her harder, Al ordered her to raise her ass higher. Cliff watched as she complied, wiggling her ass in frantic motions, her coal black pussy hairs gleaming, making a better target. She was sucking now with abandon, her face fucker holding her hair in two clumps above her head, ramming her mouth repeatedly. Her moans became louder as Cliff knew she was cumming. She was cumming in torrents, her juices literally running down her legs. Cliff finally walked over himself, still dressed. He sat at her front and watched her as she hungrily sucked the cock of this total stranger, her eyes glazed over and seemingly hypnotized by lust and violation. As he watched closer, he could see this was nowhere near satisfying for her. No, this was another realm of pleasure. He became disgusted and grabbed her hair. He forced her to look up at him, right in the eyes, holding her hair in a vice grip. As she looked up at him, he slammed her head back down on the cock forcefully, choking her. She sputtered and he held her tighter, cutting off her air completely. The man suddenly came at the same time in a huge burst of hot cum. Steph was gargling, sputtering, choking and Cliff yelled, “Swallow it, bitch.”

Steph then looked up at Cliff with her big eyes and she began gulping. It seemed to relieve some of the air passages and as she swallowed more, gulping in huge quantities, the man fucking began cumming in her pussy. This was perfect. Watching his wife become a total slut empowered Cliff, He felt a surge of molten sexual energy hit him like a wave as he held his wife’s head over another man’s cock, making her swallow while she collected the cum from another in her hot fleecy-haired pussy.

Cliff then pushed her head down yet again on his friend’s emptying cock. He could her her strangle slightly which turned him on more. He took his pants off and put his rock hard dick at her pussy. Seeing it there, her coal black pussy hairs glistening and alive, he slammed his cock inside the to the hilt, roughly. She moaned, her mouth gagged full of cock, and he began slamming his cock back and forth inside her. Her hairy snatch felt on fire from all the friction and it inflamed him constantly seeing her on her knees in front of him now servicing a strange man. Cliff banged away at her amazing compliant and totally responsive gorgeously hairy pussy, finally releasing a magnum of cum, spurting for what seemed like hours, cleaning his tight hairy ball sack from the inside out.

Cliff knew this was just the start of her new life as an obedient house slut. He began making more plans even as his cum filled his hot new slut wife.