His Deceptress Wife

I kiss her and she kisses me back. I pulled out my tongue and inserted it into her mouth. It was obvious from her kiss that she didn’t know as much as I did when I first gave her a torrid kiss. But this time I deepen the kiss and she fought back. I slowly lowered her onto the bed and kissed her again.

“Play my tongue with your tongue.” She nodded so I inserted my tongue again. She played it well along with her growl. Damn, she just moans but I feel like I’m going to explode. I took off my clothes and only the boxer was left. I touched her again and took off her clothes.

“Perfect,” I said and kissed her on the neck. My kiss dropped to her chest. I play her erected nipples. My tongue played the left while my hands is in right.

“Phoenix,” I heard her moan my name and my pet got even harder. I kissed her stomach, her navel, and circled it with my tongue. “Phoenix.” Her hips and body were moving as if dancing. She’s so damn sexy in her moves. I spread her legs and kissed her core. “Phoenix.” I thrust her core using my tongue. I played her clit. My tongue explores her feminity.

“Phoenix, I-I.” She could not continue what she was going to say. “S-stop, I-I’m going to pee.” She holds my head and tries to lift but her hip follows my head. I did not listen to her. I played her more and inserted my middle finger.

“Stop!” She shouted. But I thrust my finger fast. “Phoenix!” She screamed when she reached her orgasm and for fuck sake. She squirted, she fucking squirt. When I look at her face she’s blushing. “I’m sorry, I told you to stop.” I position myself. I took off my boxer shorts and exposed my ready stiffness.

“Phoenix.”

“We’re not done. Touch it.” I order.

“Huh?”

“Touch it and stroke it up and down.”

“I-I don’t know how to do it.”

“Just do it.” She followed what I said. When she touched my greatness I was secretly cussed. Her hand is fucking smooth, she strokes my shaft carefully and gently. If she will stay longer I will explode. “Stop,” I said. I don’t want to explode with just a hand job.

I position myself. I know he’s not used to it yet. Only one time has happened to us and it’s almost a month. It is like I am fucking a virgin now, again.

“I will be gentle,” I said and she nods. I slowly enter. I saw her close her eyes. When I am officially in, I do not understand how I feel. I am in lust, but at the same time, I am fucking—–happy?

Damn, I am of course. I was too busy these days so I don’t have sex. Good thing I have a wife supposedly, so, I have someone to ease my lust. She is no longer a loser because I have already made her reach her orgasm. She looks satisfied so it’s her turn to make me happy.

I thrust slowly and gently. She bit her lips and followed me. Her hands move to hug me but I stop her. I let him hold my head earlier and I will not allow her to hold me again. Jessa is the only woman I let hold my body and let me hug during our sex. Not my bed mate. She may be my wife but she is still a bedmate for me.

I put her hands on the side of the bed. She can hold anywhere but not my body. But every time I thrust, her hand goes up to hug me. I held her hand so she couldn’t move. Her body just follows me. My grip on her hand tightened and so did she on mine.

“Phoenix, don’t stop, please.” She begged me not to stop. And who told her I would stop? I could feel the heaviness of my loins so I thrust fast.

“Phoenix, faster, oh.” My body spontaneously obeyed what she said. I removed my hand and hold her waist. I thrust faster and deeper. “Oh, Phoenix, Phoenix, faster, ah!” she keeps on moaning my name.

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“Phoenix, here I am again. Ah!” She shakes and I feel the spasm of her femininity that drives me even crazier. Because of the feels of her muscle control brought by her orgasm, I could feel my impending explosion. I pulled out my shaft and lifted put on her abdomen and masturbate.

“Damn!” I hissed as my juice splashed on her body. “Damn, fuck!” I fell on top of her and slid down. I heard nothing from her until she leaned over.

“Thank you,” I heard her say. I just gasped. The next thing I know is I heard her snore lightly.

Is she asleep? I would have woken her up to move but I never did. I still can’t sleep because I have a proposal to finish. Besides, I tired her. I think it’s not too much for me to put her to sleep first.

I get up and washed. When I came out of the bathroom her body bent. I took the blanket and put it in her. I just shook off what I did.

I sat on my desk and started making the report. Fortunately, no one with me today. Especially Jace who did nothing but to annoy. I thought they would call me.

Almost 12AM. I’ve been eating already. I thought this one would wake up but she was still enjoying her sleep.

Past 12AM when I saw her get up. She removed the blanket and her body was exposed. She got dressed and put on the panty first. Damn, isn’t she aware that I’m here and I see her in the reflection of the mirror? Or she really meant to show me that she could manipulate me with her body. She put on her duster and then turned to me.

“I’m sorry I didn’t wake up.” I did not answer. She left the room so I just let her go. Just a few minutes later she came back and was wearing something else. Still for sleeping but damn! Even sexier than what she was wearing earlier and I could still smell the scent of the obvious new bath. Oh, fuck this fucking cock. Why does this motherfucker shaft stand when she’s around?

She carried a mug and placed it in front of me. I was distracted when our skin touch. I feel the heat coming alive again.

“I made you a black tea.” I didn’t answer and continued what I am doing. “Do you need anything else?”

“No, get out.” She just nodded and left immediately. I looked at the door she walked out of. I have a boner again when I smell her essence. Even to say that she smells of the soap but the smell of her skin is more dominant. Smell that encouraged me to enter her. Smell that will drive me crazy. Smell that says I need her body.

Damn!

I sipped the black tea and immediately stood up. I went to the bathroom and there I started playing myself to survive my lust again while what happened earlier was on my mind.