Dale’s Arrange Wife (ENGLISH VERSION)

“Open more your legs wife.” She followed what I said. I pointed the bottle to her core.

“Hmph, what’s the cold thing down there?”

“Concentrate.” I kiss her passionately while putting the bottle inside her.

“Hmph.” I don’t know who moaned. Lauren’s lips are so fucking sweet. I don’t know if all lips are the same because hers were the first lips I kissed. But her lips are so fucking sweet giving me the ecstasy of —–lust. I like the fucking feeling.

I kiss her neck. From the moment I kissed her on the lips, I felt every part of her body sweet. Everything is delicious, everything is addictive, and everything is crazy.

“Ah, hubby!” And since we had passionate sex, everything about Lauren makes me hot. Even her moan. It’s not just a growl that gives music to my ears, but a growl that warms my body and makes my whole body tingle.

I slid the bottle inside her. Until the neck only. I rotate it inside. She grabbed my shoulder and move her hips.

“Hubby, that feels so good.” She moaned so I turned the bottle around. It was obvious that she was enjoying what I was doing.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Hubby!” Her body was raised and hissed and the juice flowed one after another.

I removed the bottle. I lick it and throw it beside the bed. I couldn’t stand my feelings anymore so I took off everything I was wearing. I kiss her again.

“You used a bottle?”

“Yes.”

“Delicious.” She giggles.

“We’re not done, wife, you’re on top.”

“Huh?” she wondered.

“Please me.”

“But—-”

“Alright, try it. This is one of the man’s happiness in bed.” I kiss her again then lie down. We have never tried this position. Because I’m the one on top always. Though, she said that we have tried a lot in Palawan-I think it’s not counted because I can’t remember that.

She was about to touch me but I stopped her. “Suck me first, wife.”

She knelt before me and held my manhood. I just closed my eyes because of the warmth of her palm holding me. Just her hand makes me feel like I’m going to explode.

“Oh, wife, you’re doing it well.” Since Lauren and I had passionate sex, she has been doing it all the time. Ever since I was able to control myself, I’ve been able to enjoy what we do without worrying that I might lose my sanity.

She sucked the hole and poked with her tongue. “Ah!” Lauren did a great job. She spits on my shaft and licked it. From the head down, the root will be sucked up and down. She licked my balls and played with her tongue. Her soft lips kiss it gently.

“Oh!” I held her head. “Fuck!” My hips rose because of what she did.

“Hubby, are you hurt?” she asked worriedly.

“N-no.”

“Why did you scream? I thought you were hurt.”

“I-I love. I-I love it,” I stammered. I see her smile and then open my legs.

“I’ll do it, again.”

“Wife,” I called. “Ah!” She sucks my fucking butthole. Fuck, just fuck, it feels so good and tickling.

“Enjoying, hubby?” Then she sucked it again, while her hand was in my shaft, stroking it up and down.

“More than you imagine, wife.” I don’t understand what Lauren is doing anymore. It feels too good. It’s tickling not only in the part she is touching but also in my whole body and including my heart. “Wife, ride me now.”

I want to enter her. I want my pet to feel her warm and tight jewel.

“Hubby, can I do it?”

“Yeah, nothing new, wife. It’s like the usual we did, the only difference is you’re on top.”

“Okay.”

“Just hold my shaft and point it to your slit. That will come in on its own.” She held my shaft. My heart was pounding with excitement and body heat. She pointed my shaft to her core and then let go slowly. “Just sit down and slowly lower your hips.”

“Like this?”

“Yes. Oh, fuck, wife.”

“Ah!” She stopped for a moment when I stepped inside.

“Hubby, you’re so big and something hit inside of me.”

“Does it hurt?”

“No, it feels so good. Should I move?”

“Yeah.”

“How?”

“Just move up and down, grind gradually.” Lauren started to move, but not the usual up and down. She seemed to be spinning up and down.

“Fuck, hubby, something hits inside if I move like this. It feels so good. Oh fuck, hubby!”

Oh well, I guess she hits her own g-spot. I am not familiar because I did not remember what I was doing in the past. But all I know is that a woman has spots that tickle them more when hit. I don’t pay too much attention to that because I don’t care. But I think I need to study it now. So that I can make Lauren happier.

“That’s your spot I guess.”

“Ah, hubby, it’s I’m going insane in pleasure.”

“Wife, do it more.”

“Shit hubby, this is so good, fuck hubby, it’s crazy.” I grabbed her and kissed her. She kissed me back while grinding but she lifted her body again and then went away. She was holding my knee while grinding up and down.

“Oh, wife, wife, you’re doing it well.” I can’t feel anything but pure lust. It feels so good that if only it could never end. If only we could stay like this forever. This is so good that I can’t trade it for anything.

“Oh, fuck, hubby, play my nipples. Massage my boobs.” Her voice trembled as she ordered, which I immediately obeyed. “Oh, fuck. Fuck hubby, it feels so good. Why is it so delicious? Oh!”

Her body is very thin. She no longer grinds but rubs our delicacy up and down while I’m inside. My thighs are very wet and surely our bed too. Her clit also rubs against my stomach.

“Hubby, hubby.” I feel the weight of my loin. I knew I was nearing the end.

“Wife, I’m going to cum.”

“Hubby, move with me, hubby.”

“Oh, wife.”

“Hubby, hubby, cumming, cum—- Ah!”

“Wife-” I sat and kissed her chest and played with both nipples.

“Fuck! hubby. AH!” I feel her pussy walls pulsating while choking my shaft. I bit her nipple when I felt my juices coming out one after another.

“Fuck wife!” I scream while sucking her more and hug her tightly. It felt so good that I collapsed on the bed after, and did not let her go.

“Hubby?” she asked while catching her breath.

“Oh?” even I am chasing too.

“It’s delicious, it’s delicious when it’s on top.” Her head is in my chest. Her hair is also on my face. So I kissed her head.

“I feel the same too.”

“Can we do it again?”

“Do you want it?”

“Yeah, I love it.” I caressed her head and kissed her again. “Sure.” And we fell asleep in that position.

I WAKE UP early morning and Lauren wasn’t by my side. I looked around but she wasn’t here. I am not wearing anything but a blanket covering me.

“Wife!” I called her. Later the door opened and I was surprised when Lauren entered. “Wife?” I asked to make sure that she is my husband.

“I am not your wife, daddy.” I swallowed because of what she said. “But I can be your wife if you want me, daddy.” She chuckled and ate the lollipop. Then I realized what she wanted.

“Wanna play some role-playing, huh?” she nods and acts like a baby.

Lauren dressed like a teenager. Wearing a short skirt and oversize shirt. She puts on makeup that makes her look younger. She tied her hair —- I think it’s called a pigtail. And she’s holding a lollipop.

She looks like a thirteen-year-old. I don’t have a fantasy about young women mostly teenagers. They are not my type—or let’s say I am a hypocrite to admit it. Who’s man doesn’t like fresh and young? But of course, there is a limit to everything and I know that. And my wife in front of me, acted like a teenager, not bad.

“Are you in, daddy?” she asked and licked the lollipop.

“Come to daddy, baby.” She came closer to me and I let her sit on my lap. But I lifted her skirt so that my hard manhood rubbed against her cut which was still covered by panties. “You want daddy to give you pleasure, baby?”

She chuckles like a teenager and put the lollipop in my mouth.

“Yes, dad. I want you inside me, fucking me hard, deep, fast, and make me scream in pleasure while thrusting me.” She kissed me passionately. “My wet pussy craves on your hard cock inside of me daddy.”

“Daddy will do it to you.”

“Oh yes daddy, do it to me.” I made her lie down and I thrust her harder, screaming her name while she calls me daddy. “Oh yes, yes, daddy. Give it to me. Ah!”

“Fuck!” and we both reach our orgasm and both lay down.

‘My wife is one of a kind. Something that I need to treasure.’