Forced Shave

It seems to be the case, now that I think about it, that every few years I convince my wife to shave her pussy and keep it that way for awhile. I first got her to do it after we'd been married maybe 3 or 4 years. We were going through a bit of a wild phase sexually. She also got her nipples pierced around then, and it was around that time that we experimented with non-monogamy.

I don't remember how I first brought up the notion. I know I'm the one that did the actual shaving, and that's been her policy every other time. Since I'm the one who gets off on it I have to do the actual work. Fair enough. It's not like I don't enjoy the chance to spend some up close time with her pussy. Although really it's not as sexy as you might think. Once I get focused on the task at hand I forget about all my various sexy thoughts, at least until I'm finished. Then I realize a couple of things: 1) My wife's pussy is completely smooth, and 2)She's laying there naked, her legs splayed open. What follows is me finding out just how smooth she is via fucking her.

By far the kinkiest shave I've ever given her was part of a little game we played several years back. It had been a long time since we'd last shaved her, so her bush had grown back fully. As full as it gets, anyway. Her hair's pretty sparse, plus she's blond, so it's not exactly a jungle down there normally. A couple times when shaving her I've thought about leaving a strip of hair, as I kind of like that look on porn stars, but it just doesn't work with her. You can't really make a shape of any kind, not even a square. Too sparse.

Anyway, we came up with a little game that combined a few of my favorite things: shaved pussy and forced sex. Basically she was home alone, her husband away on one of his all-too-frequent business trips. (In real life I haven't gone anywhere for work reasons in nearly a decade, but it's amazing how many times she's been raped by strangers who've noticed her husband's out of town). She was in bed asleep when I came into the bedroom, although she woke up pretty quickly when I jumped on the bed and grabbed her.

She fought me for a little while, and I enjoyed the struggle enough to let her keep trying to escape. Sometimes it's fun to show her how much stronger I am, and that in the end she's helpless if I decide to take her. So I pinned her hands down on the bed while she squirmed and fought, taking great pleasure in telling her things like "You're not going anywhere, slut". Eventually I decided it was time to end her futile struggling, so I grabbed a fist full of her hair and twisted. The pain was so intense she quit fighting almost immediately.

"Are you going to be good now, slut?" I growled. She nodded, her eyes shining with tears. I've never made her actually cry during one of our games, with honest to goodness tears streaming down her face. A very dark part of my soul would really get off on that.

She was already naked, as back in those days we slept that way. Slut was practically asking for what I was about to do to her! I tied her wrists to the headboard, then secured each ankle to the foot of the bed. I tied them to the corners, so that her legs were spread wide for me. My intentions couldn't be more clear, and she was begging me to go away and leave her alone. No chance of that.

I didn't rape her, though, not right away. Instead I got a cup of very hot water, some shaving cream, and a razor. And I proceeded to shave her pussy, very slowly and deliberately removing every last bit of hair. It's amazing to compare how still she held with how much she was squirming around as I got out my tools. She was pulling on the ropes, twisting her hips, trying desperately to escape, right up until the moment the steel of the razor pressed against her flesh. Then she froze completely still.

I took my time shaving her, enjoying it. I was sure to get her completely smooth, and if that meant I had to run my hands all over her pussy repeatedly so much the better. When I finally got done I used a wash cloth to clean off any stray bits of shaving cream. I then did a final check with my tongue, licking across her labia and up around her slit. She started struggling again now that the razor was out of the picture, but there was nothing she could do as I ran my tongue all over her pussy, inside and out.

"Now I'm going to find out just how good that smooth pussy feels on my cock," I announced, getting up to kneel between her spread legs. And just how did it feel? Fucking awesome, that's how. Smooth as silk as I pushed my cock inside her, and I couldn't help but notice that she was both soaking wet and very ready to have me inside her. I didn't have to force it, didn't have to let her cunt stretch out as I forced my way in, she was primed and ready to be fucked.

It took fifteen or twenty minutes of slow, steady thrusting to get her coming, but eventually she was moaning and whimpering as I drove my cock deep inside her. I wasn't going to let her off easy, though.

"You fucking slut," I said as her orgasm started. "Look at you, coming on some stranger's cock. How are you going to explain your shaved pussy to your husband? You going to tell him some guy came in and shaved you, then you came all over his cock while he raped you? You're a whore for any man's cock, aren't you? You're my shaved little slut."

She was agreeing with anything I said, admitting to being a slut, a whore, whatever I said as she came and came. It was all too much for me, and I found myself spurting inside her, filling up that smooth pussy with a huge load of come. I'm not sure which is better, coming inside unwilling pussy or inside pussy that wasn't willing before but now can't get enough of you. An entirely academic question, as at the time all I could think of was how incredible her pussy felt as I drove into her a last few frantic times.