The Ugly Duckling Of The Tiger Tribe-Chapter 76: I like you, wife

"Let’s do it again, wife." Fenric urged but my body was still trying to settle from that squirt. And since he did not take out his tongue right away, an orgasm followed and I ended up cumming after squirting.

Thus, I felt even more sensitive down there and my eyes had cleared up.

I was going to have sex in the bushes.

Those words hit me like a stray bullet.

I just realized how impulsive I was. As a beast, it wasn’t a big deal, but I had the mindset of a 21st-century woman, so how could I just fall into temptation so easily?

I guess I have my new primal instincts to blame.

Whatever, I’m not complaining.

I actually like this new thrill.

The thrill of doing whatever I want, whenever I want. And not giving a damn about what happens.

Even if we get caught now by a passerby, it’s none of their business.

There’s nothing wrong with spreading my legs for my spouse in the middle of nowhere just because we’re both horny.

Ah, why did they sound like a sarcastic remark?

Regardless, I wanted to do it.

I didn’t want to stop at just my satisfaction.

I looked at Fenric’s face, which was still dripping, and how he grinned with satisfaction at making me squirt all over his face.

He must have a kink for that or something like that.

But... he wasn’t kidding when he said he wanted to devour me.

I could feel my pussy gaping and begging to breathe after what just happened, but at the same time, it was begging for more.

Begging to receive the wand of hard wonders sticking out of this male and poking my butt from behind.

"Let’s not do that again," I said, pushing my butt back a bit and began to grind his hard dick that was still in his skirt. "Instead, why don’t we take care of this?"

I found him blushing as I said this.

"I like you, wife." He suddenly confessed and I wondered where that came from.

"Ah, I like you too, husband," I said and looked back at the condition of his dick. He was about to explode. "Fenric," I called, my lips slightly twisting shyly and my face blushing softly. "...don’t you want to put it in now?"

"Yes, wife. I want to put it in." He said. "Then..." I looked at the waist of his skirt. "How do I take this off?"

I asked but in an instant, he lifted me up slightly and flung his skirt from his waist.

Ah, that was so fast.

I came to realize that it was a wrapping skirt this whole time and that there was some sort of hook at the side of his waist that he used to keep it in place.

He probably had that design because it was way more convenient to take his skirt off whenever.

’How did I not notice it?’

It was so creative.

Everything about Fenric was creative.

It made me like him even more.

"I’m ready now, wife." He happily announced, but the blush stayed on his face.

Yeah, he sure was ready.

I looked at his hard dick that wouldn’t stop bulging. He was so hard, ready to explode any time now.

He must’ve held it in while he took care of me first. What a gentleman.

"Then I..." I moved, lifting my body up, and then positioned myself right on top of his dick that was as erect as a stick. "I’ll do it now."

His breathing turned ragged as he anticipated what I was going to do. He watched my pussy breathe above the tip of his dick, and even I felt shy.

This was going to be my first time riding a man. I hope I do well.

Then, slowly, I lowered myself. As soon as the tip of his dick touched my wet entrance, he exploded, cumming without warning.

It shocked me, watching him jerk at his ejaculation. As his hot semen hit the entrance of my pussy, I couldn’t help but feel that he had indeed endured for too long.

"Ohhh, wife... Mhmm... Sorry." He apologized, his body trembling.

I watched his semen drip down his dick and I gulped. That new awakening I got the previous night began to kick in but I shook my head, getting it out of my head.

I’ll just assume this is lube.

"It’s fine."

He was still hard anyway, so what was the fuss? He just got a little smaller but so long he’s still standing, there was no issue.

"You’ll feel a little sensitive since you just came but now..." I grinned. "We’re in the same boat."

I pushed myself into his dick and this time it went past the slippery entrance.

"Mhmm," I bit my lip as I struggled to get him in.

Even though I was wet, slippery, and stretched out, I still had trouble getting him in all at once.

After all, he was big.

"Ooh! Aaah..." My body shivered as I pushed down even deeper.

He was halfway in.

Thankfully, it didn’t hurt but it was hard. I think I’ll need a little help.

I opened my eyes, only to find Fenric closing his eyes and biting his lips with a contorted expression that made it seem like he was in pain.

It looked like he was holding back from just shoving it in while I was taking my time and going down slowly.

Ah, I needed help anyway, so why not just give him the reins?

"Husband," I called, my insides squeezing around him even more with my hands pressed on his abs. "I... I think I’ll need a little help."

One look at my fragile figure trembling on top of him—the blush on my face and his dick halfway in—was enough for the thread of caution to snap, and his lust took over.

"Wife, I..." He called, his grip on my waist tightening to keep me in place and make sure I don’t run. "Please don’t hate me."

"What’s that? Why would I...?"

Before I could even see reason in his words, he pushed his waist up, as hard as he could, forcing his entire dick inside me, and the tip of his dick knocked at the entrance of my womb.

My body reverberated at the sudden impact, my eyes rolling, saliva dripping from the corner of my mouth, and my claws digging deep into his abs.

This... Was he trying to kill me?

Without even giving me time to get used to his size he had thrust very deep inside me, he began to move.

He sat up, wrapped his arms around me tightly, and then mumbled,

"Sorry, wife. I can’t control myself any longer."

With those words, he began to thrust as if his life depended on it, and all I could do was reel in the feeling, and moaning so loud that the birds had to cover their ears.

I became a mess before I even knew it.

He was going in so deep, kissing the entrance of my womb and grinding against my clit while calling my name repeatedly.

"Arinya, aah, wife... It feels so good. Does it feel good for you too?"

I don’t know how I responded to that, but I knew I had become a complete mess.

And if I didn’t know any better, I would say Fenric was trying to breach the wall of my womb, just to open the door to greater pleasure.

We were already having a wild time, what more could he want?