Sexy Hairy Guys Novels & Stories

His big hands squeezed my ass so hard I moaned into his mouth. Jax came up behind me and grabbed my tits, pinching my nipples between his fingers. “Little fucking tease. You’ve been asking for this.” Rico dropped to his knees in front of me. He spread my legs and buried his face between my thighs. His tongue licked straight up my wet slit and flicked my clit hard. I cried out, legs shaking. Marcus kept kissing me while Jax played with my tits and Rico ate my pussy like he was starving. Three big men all over me at once. It felt dirty and perfect.

I loved it. I spotted them near the edge of the crowd. Four guys, early twenties, passing a joint and laughing too loud. Shirtless, covered in dust and glow paint. Perfect. I walked straight up, hips rolling with the music. The silver paint over my pussy caught the lights. "Hey," I said, voice low but clear. "You boys looking for something fun?" The tallest one, messy brown hair and a shark tattoo on his ribs, looked me up and down slow. "The fuck? You lost or something?"

Embarrassment making my palms sweat. After chatting our heads off, and just having a good time, the party kicked off. There were four gorgeous strippers - A gigantic black dude who looked like he lived at the gym, a bearded lumberjack looking guy, a ripped white man who looked like Clark Kent, and lastly the Latin guy covered in tats eye fucking me. The way they moved their bodies made my pussy clench. Their hips thrusted like their fucking into a woman's buttery snatch. My body zinged with pleasure.

Six men now formed a loose half-circle around us—Marcus, Ryan, Jake, Chris, Derek, and Alex—their eyes dark with focused hunger. I could smell them. A mix of cologne, clean sweat, and that deeper masculine scent that made my mouth water. My nipples strained visibly against the thin black fabric, and I didn’t bother hiding it. Instead, I let my thighs part just a little wider, the hem of my dress riding higher until the lace edge of my panties was almost visible. “You’re trembling,” Marcus murmured against my ear, his lips brushing the sensitive spot just below it. His breath was hot, sending goosebumps racing down my arms. “Still excited?”

And the grunts and guffaws came from the men who were having the time of their lives. I spotted a few lesbians who were licking each other's pussies and teasing their boobs. And there was the section for BDSM lovers, hardcore fucks. Gigantic men clobbering tiny girls, pinning them to the wall, and fucking their pussies with their huge dicks. I felt a retch deep down my throat as a slim blonde was bleeding from her mouth, but was still fucked in both holes by two muscular men. Her head was pinned to the ground and one of the men lay under her, thrusting into her pussy. The other one held her hips and was thrusting hard into her asshole.

The bass thumped, the lights flashed, and the crowd writhed in a frenzy of lust and desire. It was a typical Saturday night at Club Xtasy, the hottest spot in town for those seeking a wild time. Amidst the sea of sweaty bodies, one figure stood out-a tall, muscular white man with a tribal tattoo snaking up his neck, a telltale sign of his true identity.

Scratching (giving) — 2 Scratching (receiving) —4 Biting (giving) — 2 Biting (receiving) —4 Kissing (giving) — 5 Kissing (receiving) —5 Zapping (electricity) — 4 Ice cubes — 5 Wax play —4 Clothes pegs — 5 Knife play —5 Fire Play —3 Breath play Breath control — 4 Choking — 5 Humiliation Teasing — 5 Humiliation (private) — 5 Humiliation (public) — 4 Verbal humiliation — 5 Spitting — 5 Objectifying — 5 Shaving — 3 Sexy clothing — 4 Outdoor scenes — 4 Public exposure — 3 Body part torture Nipple clamps — 5 CBT — 5 Sounding —5 Fetishes Feet — 1 Boots — 4 Underwear (panties/lingerie)— 2

Who the sexy hell is this? "I can feel you looking at me." The mysterious guy says, finally standing straight. He turns around. "It is rude to stare." Oh shit. Oh my freaking fucking shit. What the fuck is Nate Adams doing here?! My shock sinks down into my throat as I am hit with another wave of his juicy sexiness. A sexiness that I am seeing so close for the very first time. He is tall, with broad shoulders and strong arms. The two circular muscular curves of his chest is carved, deep, breathtaking and covered with sleek shiny sweat. A line of dripping sweat snakes down a wet path from the dip of his neck down to his stomach, making me swallow at the deep curves of his six abs lining his p

I said with some swagger. Scott then teased “I saw that man bun - Did you guys discuss similar hair care product?” He said with a smirk. “Wait is this some Fabio type mother fucker? Are you for real?” Grady asked sharply. “What?! No! Not even a little!” I responded with a chuckle. Scott always being the voice of reason said “Well was he a nice guy? Or am I the only one without ‘hemp sex’ on my weekly bingo card?” “I don’t know, Grady - his nipples weren’t pierced but he had gauges… that’s kind of the same thing right?” I asked sarcastically. “Not even a little - girls with nipple piercings do the most wild and kinky shit without much convincing. Guys with gauges just wants to ride a fucking

Hairy chests. These and more, every damn private part are on display for all to see. The ladies and women are flushed. They're attempting to conceal their most sacred parts. They each have one hand on their boobs and the other on their pussies. The guys are only covering one part; their dicks. Everywhere is tense. The people are all shivering. Some are in tears. Lucien is far more terrifying than they imagined him to be.