Chapter 16. Hunter's Wife (9)
Chapter 16. Hunter's Wife (9)
Munching on the roasted sausages.
I looked down at the bound Bruno.
The bastard was wriggling like a maggot.
Even so, his two eyes were wide open, glaring at me.
Fuck, what are you gonna do staring like that?
I chuckled and shook my head.
Helen, sitting across from me, had a bright expression too.
"Eat more, darling."
She piled sausages and stir-fried veggies high on my plate.
A warm affection washed over me.
To kidnap such a gentle woman.
And not content with that, to rape her by force.
That sin deserves death.
But I wouldn't kill him right away.
I'd toy with him a bit first.
And when he outlives his usefulness, then it'd be fine to dispose of him.
Gurgle.
Suddenly, a stomach growl rang out.
It came from Bruno's belly.
He probably hadn't had dinner yet.
"Hmm... Should I at least give him some stew?"
At my question, Helen shook her head with a firm expression.
"Considering what I've been through, starving him skinny isn't enough."
"Well, we should do as you wish."
The victim is Helen.
So we follow her lead.
After the meal.
Helen and I shared a drink.
Roasted sausages with a beer.
My belly was full, and the buzz was starting to kick in.
I glanced at Helen.
She met my gaze with moist, watery eyes.
Our eyes locked, sparks flying like flames.
I shot to my feet and approached her.
As if she'd been waiting, she stood and threw herself into my arms.
We were both naked.
So skin met skin in raw contact.
Our breaths grew rougher.
"Sit on the edge of the bed."
"Yes, darling."
Helen perched on the bed's edge.
Her face flushed deep red.
She slowly spread her legs.
The exposed slit was already glistening with wetness.
I glanced back.
Bruno was staring at me with bulging eyes.
He seemed to sense what was about to happen.
He twisted his body every which way to break free.
But no way he'd snap those sturdy ropes.
Yeah, keep struggling.
Watching that was part of this sex's purpose too.
I buried my face between Helen's legs.
Her scent hit me hard.
Not a stench, of course.
It was a thick, instinct-stirring female aroma.
I didn't lick her clit right away.
You can't just charge in blindly.
Tease her calmly, build the itch.
Then strike when she's desperate—never too late.
Patience is key in sex too.
I started licking the insides of her thighs.
"Churup.. Chueup.."
"Euk..!"
It was just a light tongue touch.
But Helen's reaction was intense.
She lightly tugged my hair with both hands, letting out a melting moan.
After tasting her like that.
Finally, my tongue reached the slit.
Slightly parted, dripping honey juice, it twitched in anticipation of the caress to come.
I gently spread it left and right.
Moist inner flesh revealed itself.
Like I was entranced, I slid my middle finger in.
Zubuk.
With a lewd friction sound.
The finger disappeared.
Soon, the vaginal walls clamped from all sides.
"Haa.. Good.. So gooood..!"
Good reaction gives me courage.
I added my ring finger.
Even one finger was tight.
Two felt like they'd crush—exaggeration aside.
"Haa.. It's tough.."
Helen murmured.
"Does it hurt? I'll pull out if it does."
Sex should always be fun.
It needs consent too.
And both should be satisfied.
That was my sex philosophy.
Even if I'd only been with two women so far, I'd stick to this principle going forward.
"No.. I like it.. Keep going 'cause it's good.."
Helen looked down at me and said.
Her lips slightly parted.
A clear drop of saliva dripped from them.
Helen's spit landed on my cheek.
I wiped it with my finger and sucked it clean.
"Then I'll keep going."
"Yes.. Yeees.."
Pistoning the hole with two fingers.
My other hand teased her clit.
Layering stimulation on stimulation.
A scream-like moan burst from Helen's mouth.
"Kyaaak..! Hiiik..! Haaaang..!"
The squelching sounds were loud.
Love juice soaking from her pussy, friction between fingers and walls.
"Uuuup.. Uuuuup..!"
A muffled thud from behind.
Bruno wriggling.
Gagged with cloth, he could only thrash.
"One sec."
I pulled my fingers from her pussy.
Then approached Bruno.
I yanked out the cloth.
Curses poured out.
"You motherfucker! Don't fuck my wife!"
"Who says she's yours?"
I shot back with a sneer.
And wiped the pussy juice from my fingers on his cheek.
"Motherfucker, I'll kill you!"
"How ya gonna do that?"
"I'll cut your throat. Then shove my.. Uuup.."
Didn't wanna hear it, so I stuffed the cloth back.
"Darling, ignore that bastard and come here."
Helen beckoned.
I approached with a pleased smile.
She sat me where she'd been.
Straddling my lap.
She knelt demurely between my legs, looking up.
Maid-like attitude.
Her submission was damn hot.
"Then, I'll begin."
"Good."
The married woman's fellatio commenced.
Her tongue work as flashy as ever.
I savored her tongue dancing over the glans.
It slid down the shaft.
Finally reaching the ballsack.
The most sensitive spot.
Her saliva-soaked tongue softly touched it—pleasure exploded.
"Euk.."
Her tongue went lower, reaching my asshole.
I'd washed clean.
Still an unclean spot.
But Helen, eyes rolled back, didn't care about hygiene.
"Aaak..!"
Her tongue on my chrysanthemum.
Ticklish yet electric pleasure made my whole body shudder.
The situation was filthy hot.
A married woman rimming another man in front of her husband.
"Bruno, how's it feel? Your wife's licking my asshole right now."
"Uuuuuup! Uuuuuuuup!"
Intense reaction.
Yeah, this is the scene I wanted.
Not really into NTR, but.
This is too fun.
"Helen, I wanna put it in."
"Churup.. Yes? Yes. I'll get on top."
Time to enjoy the married woman's cowgirl.
I lay on the bed.
Helen hesitantly climbed on.
She squatted in an M-position.
"Then.. I'll put it in."
"Yeah."
Her ass descending slowly.
Helen gripped the shaft, pressing it to her slit.
Slippery yet soft texture.
Plus her husband watching from the side.
My brain's melting.
Dopamine blasting like mad.
Helen's face melting too.
Completely slack expression.
No trace of reason in her loosened eyes.
Squelch.
Suddenly Helen slammed her ass down.
The fully erect cock pierced straight to her cervix.
"Aaak..!"
"Euk.."
Helen and I moaned in unison.
The monster cock vanished completely.
Helen bit her lip hard.
Too rough insertion caused pain.
"Helen, how is it? Tell your husband your thoughts."
"Haa.. Bruno's dick can't compare—it's magnificent.. Piercing right to my womb.. My pussy's so happy.."
Helen spouted lewd lines like she'd been waiting.
"Uuup..! Uuuuup! Ptoo! You fucking cunts-!"
Bruno's curses exploded.
Somehow spat out the gag.
But I left him be.
His freakout was too amusing.
"Helen. Ignore that guy. Focus on me."
"Yes.. Yeees.. Haa.. Feels so good.."
Helen braced on my chest with both hands, shaking her ass.
The huge cock sliding in and out of her pussy was crystal clear.
"Uuu.. Fucking awesome.."
A married woman's body is the best.
I gritted my teeth.
Enduring her hip grinding and tightness.
Helen moved relentlessly.
Squatting and shaking her ass demands serious stamina.
But she held up.
Years with that brute hunter built her endurance.
"Helen, now I'll move."
I got off the bed.
Scooped Helen up effortlessly.
Ekiben.
In Korea, famously called 'deulbak'—the standing carry fuck.
Helen wrapped her arms around my neck.
Her legs around my waist.
Hanging like that, she gazed at me desperately.
"Starting?"
"Yeees!"
Full-on deulbak launch!
Grabbing her ass.
I pistoned my hips furiously.
Squelchsquelchsquelch!
Papslapapapapap!
Cock friction sounds.
Flesh-smacking harmony layered on.
Bruno's curses mixed in sporadically.
Unlike other positions.
Couldn't last long.
Stamina limits.
Learning magic doesn't boost endurance.
"Euk.. Gonna cum.."
"Yeees..! Cum lots.. Lots inside meee..! Chueup.."
Helen crashed her lips into mine.
Tongues entwining.
I came in deulbak position.
The situation too stimulating?
Way more than usual.
Filled her pussy full.
Overflow dripping to the floor.
"Your wife's a slut."
I giggled, mocking Bruno.
"Fuck.. Motherfucker.."
Bruno glared up with bloodshot eyes.
Short break.
Helen brought cookies and wine.
Stuff Bruno bought.
We sat at the table, munching sugar-dusted cookies.
Not even midnight yet.
Night's long.
Helen and I would fuck till dawn.
"Darling, hold on."
Helen, chewing cookies, approached Bruno.
What now?
I watched.
Nothing much.
She meticulously checked the ropes, then smiled satisfied.
Devoured all the cookies.
We climbed back to bed.
Fucked till dawn.
Bruno eventually dozed off.
Enjoyed all there was.
Time to really end him.
Exhausted, wanted to crash, but eliminating threats first.
"Darling, I'll do it."
Helen held up a dagger, voice said.
But her voice trembled.
No wonder.
She'd never killed anyone.
Same for me.
Still, didn't want blood on my favorite girl's hands.
"You stay here. Bad for the baby."
Helen's eyes widened.
Then she caressed her belly.
"Could already be pregnant, y'know?"
My joking line made Helen beam.