"Should I try to do that, darling? Is that what you want?"
Sally nodded her head, her chestnut curls bobbing wildly up and down. "Yes, darling. Please! Please punish me with it."
Hal smiled and walked around her bent over body until he was out of sight. All Sally had to look at was the gold carpet on the bedroom floor. But she knew what her rear would look like to Hal. Her cunt lips were all puffy under her thick thatch of reddish hair and he should be able to see her crack thrust back between her thighs.
"Oooohhhh!"
There was a sudden groping, Hal's hand, and Sally groaned when his fingers collided with her weeping cunt. It was like an electric shock, mild but stimulating. She wanted more!
"I can't see anything back here, darling. It's all hairy," Hal complained. His hand again brushed over her cunt and Sally wiggled her outthrust ass like a bitch in heat.
"Cut if off. Shave my cunt, Hal. Please…"
Sally felt like crying. She was so helpless. And she had to tell her husband everything. Even how to punish her.
For what seemed a long time she hung over the end table. It was only moments while Hal went in the bedroom, but to Sally it seemed like hours were passing. Staring at the floor, she remembered in intimate detail each time she had been unfaithful to her husband. Her cunt quivered and moved with each memory of a strange cock in it.
And then Hal was back and the shrill buzz of an electric razor disturbed her thoughts.
She almost screamed when Hal pressed the cold steel of the razor head against her quivering crotch. It tingled, and the twin shock of the cold metal and the vibrating razor head and blades made her come with practically insane force. She felt her juice flowing like a river down the inside of her thigh.
"God damn, you're getting everything back here wet," Hal complained.
"I'm… I'm sorry, darling. I'll try to control myself."
"You'd better," Hal grumbled.
The razor toured the hairy insides of Sally's thighs, first. Then the maddeningly vibrating head brushed up against the soft, pink edges of her cunt lips. Sally moaned. She was keyed up. Tense. The sudden touch left her unexpectedly weak as her sexual heeling seemed to concentrate on the rim of her slot.
She shivered. The buzz of the razor was like a swarm of insects attacking her twat. Her whole cunt prickled with the sensation of being touched and felt in a dozen places at once.
And then the metal glided on and centered itself over her clitoris, which was still hidden under its slick mantle of skin. The vibration worked down through the skin and attacked the little, hidden joy button. Sally thought she would shake apart.
"Oh, Haaaaaaal!!!" she moaned. She tried to spread her legs further as her husband ran the razor over her sleek twat.
When he turned it off, Sally imagined she was still feeling the razor all over her crotch. Her vagina and even her womb still quivered to the unslaked and unabated touch that lighted her insides.
And then she moaned in eager anticipation.
Hal's fingers felt especially lustful on her naked twat. It was a strange sensation, having her cunt completely exposed and without a hair on it. She had forgotten what it was like not to have that dairy bush between her and life. She'd grown pubic hair when she was about thirteen and somehow the fact that it was gone made her feel younger again, more insecure than she'd been in a long time.
Hal had to grow accustomed to the change, too. Staring at his wife's naked buttocks and seeing the long, hairless gash curving up between her legs literally took his breath away. Blindly, he confirmed the new look with his fingers.
Never before had his finger sliding into his wife's cunt seemed so sexy to him. There was something almost obscene about the contrast between his dark finger and her cream and pink cunt lips. His finger went into that hot, wet vat between her legs. It almost scalded him. And then he had another finger inside her naked slot and Sally groaned and his fingers were moving around, stretching her cunt, and her juice was deluging his hand.
"Fuck me. Fuck me now!" Sally said. She demanded it. She was as ready as she could ever be. Her only regret was that Hal had tied her so that she couldn't see his cock enter her gaping, hairless cunt.
"You want me to punish you, don't you, Sally?"
"YES!" she said. She almost screamed it out at him.
"All right! I will! I'm going to punish you for being bad!"
Sally was in a frenzy. Her butt quivered. She wanted, needed, her husband's big cock shoved up her cunt. It was the kind of punishment she had to have. She was glad she was getting it…
Smack!
Sally howled. Her husband's hand had landed across her buttocks and partly across her gaping cunt. The sting was like a sexual shock. It radiated up through her body and made her tingly all over.
"Please don't spank me, Hal," she sobbed to her husband.
He pretended not to hear her and his hand descended again and again. Each time it slapped against her rear it also struck her cunt lips. In moments they were swollen and bright pink. They seemed to radiate heat like slices of the sun.
Sally jerked and twitched, pounding her stomach against the top of the night table. Suddenly all that mattered was the heat. His hand wasn't hurting her and each stroke was like a cock shoving up her snatch. Only the impact went deeper than any penis could.
"Harder. Ohooo, harder. Spank me harder, darling. Spank my naughty twat. Give it to me. Slap my gash…"
Hal's arm gained strength and he flailed away, reddening Sally's butt with his hand.
Suddenly he stopped and pressed up against her rear. He centered his cock on her throbbing slit and pushed.
Sally yeowled. Her hot cunt lips almost felt like they were tearing as they were pressed apart to make room for his pecker. She felt super tight and small. Each movement was ecstasy. She felt her twat open and let his cock enter her vagina. Then it seemed like endless inches of penis were rushing into her huge void.
"Ohohohohohoh," she gasped as successive shocks of feeling inundated her. Each movement of Hal's cock in her slot provided such feeling and she couldn't seem to contain them.
She shoved back with her hips and sighed with joy. Her hot, swollen cunt lips finally hit bottom. His hairy groin was pressed against her rear, his cock completely buried in her pussy.
"Oh, that's good. Sooo good," she murmured as she ground her butt back against her husband's waist and she felt his pecker filling her sex hole. "Please punish me some more, Hal. Please…"
Her husband didn't need further urging. In a moment he was rocking back and forth against her rear driving his lance all the way up her twat. In and out. In and out. His cock burrowed blindly in her soft, pink hole and then pulled back until the head glowed redly between the lips of her twat before he reversed direction and plunged back into her snatch as hard as he could.
He was excited, too. His balls were swollen and hard and they drummed against the backs of Sally's legs.
Sally's cunt convulsed. It gripped like a fist and squeezed desperately at Hal's cock. She cried out as her orgasm filled her. It was like she was being impaled pleasurably on a sharp stake. It hurt and it felt wonderful at the same time.
Hal waited until she was well into the throes of her climax and then he stepped back and left her cunt wildly sucking air.
"Please put it back in," Sally begged her husband.
"All right," Hal said. Then he stepped up behind her and centered his cock and lunged…
Sally squealed. She had tried to hold still, no matter how frantic her cunt had felt. But Hal had missed anyway. His cock had lanced into her soft, clenching butt. And now she was full of cock up to her ass cheeks.
"Ohhh God," Sally moaned. His belly had collided with her spanked-tender butt and her whole rear was on fire. Her rectum was stretched enormously and her husband's cock felt like a ramrod stuck up her ass. And then his fingers were toying with her cunt. He shoved a finger up her gaping twat while he rode his cock in and out of her gyrating butt.