The Vixen Wife

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‘This fucker sure knows how to use his fucking tongue,’ naliliyong naisip ni Sierra. Kinagat niya ang labi, lumiyad, at lalong ibinuka ang mga hita.

The naked fucker was giving service between her legs. He was flicking his tongue—to and fro and up and down—teasing her erected and already aroused clit. She couldn’t make the face of the guy. Una, dahil wala siyang pakialam. Ikalawa, dahil sa tequila. She tossed her head back to enjoy the sensation.

She could feel the orgasm build up as the man continued taunting her. Her insides tightened, holding on to that sweet but painful build-up, savoring all the sensation. Malakas siyang umungol. Suminghap para lalong dumaloy sa katawan niya ang masarap at nakapanginginig na pakiramdam.

She was close to coming. And then—cold water.

“Putang ina! Shit! Motherfucking shit! ’Tang ina!” galit na sigaw niya at napaupo sa kama.

Blangko. Nablangko na naman ang lahat ng kanina lang ay mainit at erotikong parte ng katawan niya. It’s a cold, uncooperative vagina now—which means, she wouldn’t enjoy the sex.

Sinipa niya ang lalaking nasa paanan. Napaupo ito sa sahig bago tumayo.

“You’re a piece of shit!” aniya rito. “Fuck. I hate when this happens.”

“Oh. Is it happening now? The talked about frigidity before the wild sex?”

“Shut the fuck up!” Wala siyang pakialam sa sinasabi ng hambog na lalaki o kung ano’ng narinig nito sa kung saan. She lost her fucking chance to cum!

Sinuklay niya ng daliri ang malagong buhok sa paghahanap ng dahilan. She was still drunk so why is this happening? Nakangisi ang lalaki base sa malabong naaaninaw niya. Makisig naman ito. Mahalay humaplos. Malikot ang dila. Pero gaya ng ibang nakaniig niya, laging may kulang.

“Shall I—”

“Back off!” aniya rito nang mukhang lalapit. Tayong-tayo ang nasa pagitan ng hita nito. Mukhang hindi man lang bumaba ang libog sa katawan kahit na sinipa niya.

“Okay. Slow down, baby. What do you want me to do?”

‘Baby? Fuck you,’ sa isip ay mura niya rito. Humiga siya sa kama at ibinuka muli ang mga hita. She has to help herself again. Inilagay niya ang daliri sa umbok ng pagkababae niya. Minasahe iyon. “Don’t move from there. Just watch.”

“With pleasure,” anito.

“Shut up. Fucker,” aniya at pumikit.

She palmed her boobs with her left hand while her right worked on her clit. She has to cum. Or else, she would wreck things in the morning. Worst, she might kill this guy.

She was feeling her build-up again when she heard that voice—someone from her memory.

‘I love doing this with you, Sierra.’

Baritono ang tinig na iyon—malalim, mainit, at malantod. That voice makes her hot like fire.

Suminghap siya habang patuloy ang paghaplos sa sarili.

‘Cum, baby.’

Kagat-kagat ang labi na lumiyad siya. Binilisan ang paggalaw ng mga daliri niya kasabay ng papasikip na tensyon sa puson at pagitan ng hita niya. Panay ang ungol niya at maharot na paghinga.

‘Take me in.’

She burst. Nanginig siya sa masarap na sensasyon sa katawan. Nang lumuwag ang tensyon sa puson niya ay kumatas iyon. Umagos sa hita niya.

Lango siya nang magmulat. She licked her lips in delight. Kalmado na siya ngayon.

The fucker was still standing by the foot of the bed, touching the length of his manhood. It looked hard as steel.

‘Fuck. Now I have to let this fucker cum, too,’ naisip niya.

Suminghap siya ng hangin at gumapang palapit sa lalaki. She would ride him until he reached his pleasure. Then, she could sleep. “Don’t waste my time now. Come here, fucker.”

He obliged. #