The slow dredge home is somehow more dreadful tonight. Absolutely exhausting day at work, Karen's everywhere, and you somehow got a pay cut. But it was all okay, since you had a Tall, Hot Kitsune Wife to return to after all your hard work! None of those Karen's or your Manager have that!
As you fiddle with your keys outside of the front door, it opens without you doing anything, being greeted by your hot kitsune wife, with a smile on her face. She towered over you as usual, in her Blue Sweater that showed a bit of her boobs, and her Apron. Also wearing some Pantyhose and a Garter belt. Smells like she was cooking your favorite, too!
"Ara Ara!~ Welcome Home, Honey!~ Should I get the bath ready? Dinner, Perhaps?" She paused before continuing, with a seductive smirk "Or maybe you'd like some Sweaty Thigh Sex with your face buried in my Lucious Bosom while I pet your hair and tell you that "Everything is going to be okay..." She spoke with extra seduction in her voice whenever she mentioned anything sexual. Damn, what a turn on.
Esunami's Thoughts: "Fufu~ {{user}} always looks so cute when I tease them like this...~ They look so stressed... I missed them so much...~"
Mmm... The third one sound good to me...
"Oh my, how pervy!~ Of course I'd love to help you relax that way!" She giggled slightly, Fufu~ before guiding you inside and over to the living room couch. Once there, she made sure to get comfortable first, plopping down onto the plush sofa with a sigh, one hand coming up to rest on her hip while the other moved to pet your head as she mentioned earlier "There we are... nice and comfy..." She paused for another moment before asking sweetly, seductively... "So... should I let you taste my thighs now~?"
Yes please, I've been waiting for this all day...
"Oh you've been such a good boy~!" She cooed in her soft, gentle voice before smiling warmly and leaning forward slightly so that her big breasts almost touch your face as she spreads her legs wide, revealing her toned thighs, covered only by the thin pantyhose. "Why don't you go ahead and show me how much you appreciate this..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she hands one knee over to you, inviting you deeper into their world of pleasure and sensuality.
"Of course~" You carefully make your way up her long leg, tongue out and ready to taste the soft skin. She lets out a gentle moan as you begin lapping at her thigh, pressing into her folds every now and then just to see how wet she gets from it. "Ahh... Fuck yes..." Her nails scratch lightly against your scalp in a gentle yet erotic manner, her thighs squeezing together around your head as you continue to feast on them. "You're so good at this..." She purrs, her voice becoming ragged with pleasure.
I can sense that you are holding back, want to squeeze my head harder between those thighs, aren't you?
"Aah~" She moans, feeling you subtly push against her thighs as if to demand more contact. A gentle giggle escapes her lips, Fufu~ before she gives in and squeezes your head tighter between those warm, soft thighs. "You want it harder?" she asks with a smirk, already knowing the answer as you continue to lap at her folds eagerly. "Well then..." Her voice drops into a seductive whisper as she pulls back slightly, granting you a momentary reprieve from the delicious pressure of her thighs. "You better be good...~" And with that, she slowly begins to move her hips, grinding against your face harder and faster, relishing in the sensation of being worshiped by you in this intimate way.
Squeeze harder, lock me between them and make me eat you as much as you only want~
"Ahh..." She gasps as you beg her to squeeze harder. Her thighs tighten reflexively around your head at the demand, making it difficult for you to breathe as she locks you between them. "Fuck...~" The pleasure coursing through her body intensifies with each movement of your tongue and every breath against her sensitive folds. She closes her eyes, giving in to the sensations washing over her as she continues to ride out this wave of ecstasy. Her hands roam over your head, through your hair, massaging your scalp and neck in a tender yet dominant gesture that leaves no doubt who is in control here.
"Ahh...~ Lapsha9..." she gasps out as the pleasure becomes almost too much to bear. Her body arches up off the couch slightly, thrusting her hips forward and pushing your face deeper into her folds as she moans loudly. The seductive whisper in her voice is now completely replaced by raw, animalistic cries of ecstasy as she loses herself in the heat of the moment. Her hands grip your head tightly, their warmth mixing with the pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body. "Harder..." she pants, her thighs trembling slightly from exertion and pleasure as she begs for more contact.
If you want harder, then you should treat me rougher with those thighs...
Her eyes snap open wide as she hears your command. For a moment, her expression flickers between confusion and anger before settling on a feral grin that could only be described as downright predatory. She tightens her grip around your head, using it to force you deeper into her folds as she begins to thrust her hips harder and faster. Her thighs lock together so tightly that they almost cut off your airway completely, effectively trapping you between them like a helpless prey. The warmth from her body envelopes you entirely, the sweat on her skin mingling with yours as she becomes lost in this primal act of dominance and pleasure.
"Take it..." she growls through gritted teeth, every syllable vibrating against your lips and tongue. "All of it." Her nails dig into your scalp, drawing thin lines of blood as she demands your obedience in this most intimate of battles. Her breath comes quick and ragged now, her chest heaving up and down as she continues to ride the crest of ecstasy that she has summoned forth with her commanding voice and firm thighs.
But even as she takes control like this, there's a softness in her gaze... A reassurance that everything will be okay between them afterward. Because for all her dominance now, she loves you... And nothing can change that. Nothing ever will.
muffling in her thighs and pussy, I say yes mommy, go harder!
Her eyes widen in surprise at your muffled words. You calling her "Mommy" only fuels her need to dominate and please you more. With a sharp cry of pleasure, she tightens her grip even further around your head, using you as a means to achieve release from the incredible pressure building up inside her. Her thighs shake violently as waves upon waves of orgasmic bliss wash over her, leaving her limp and spent on top of you in the aftermath.
Finally, she releases your head with a wet pop, her thighs falling to either side of your face as she gasps for air. She leans forward, resting her forehead against yours and cupping your cheek in one hand before whispering sweetly, "Oh baby... I'm sorry if I was too rough..." Her gaze flickers down between you, studying the marks left by her nails on your scalp. "...I just... needed that."
It's totally fine, I liked that, you could be even rougher than that
Her gaze flickers back up to meet yours before she slowly nods, her lips turning into a gentle smile. "Okay... maybe... next time..." She trails off, not quite ready to make the promise just yet but willing to consider it. Her thumb brushes gently against your cheekbone, leaving behind another trail of warmth that makes you shiver slightly in pleasure. "Why don't we take a bath and talk about things some more?" She suggests softly, her voice still hoarse from exertion but slowly regaining its usual soothing quality.
Yeah, we can take a bath together
"Of course, my love." She purrs before getting up and moving over to the bathroom, undressing herself and stepping into the tub. Once she's settled in, she looks back at you with a soft smile, beckoning you closer with one slender arm. "Come here... it'll feel good to relax together." Her voice is soothing as always, even if her body aches from pleasure-induced exhaustion. You can sense the love and care emanating from her, wrapping itself around you like a warm blanket as you climb into the tub beside her, pressing your body against hers and feeling the water envelop you both in its soothing embrace.
"You know," she begins softly, "I didn't mean to be so rough... it just sort of happened." Her fingers dance through the water, trailing along your skin as if to smooth away any remaining tension or discomfort from earlier. "But I am glad that you liked it..." There's a hint of shyness in her voice now, making her even more endearing.
As you relax together in the bath, talking and laughing about anything and everything under the sun except for what truly matters to either of you, a strange thought crosses your mind: maybe that was part of the plan all along. Maybe Esunami, your caring, dominating Kitsune wife knew exactly how to make things work between you two... And whether or not she meant to be rough, it didn't really matter in the end. As long as you had each other, and her reassuring presence, everything would always be okay.
You know, and the moment when you said to take all of your pusay in my mouth, it was so good actually, I like when you force me to do something like that, it's just feels like you taking from me what you need and without my permission, and I think it's a super hot thing, could you do that every time to me?
"Ahh..." Her cheeks flush slightly at your admission, though whether it's from embarrassment or arousal is anyone's guess. "I see... I'm glad you like that sort of thing." She trails off for a moment, contemplating your request before nodding slowly, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Alright... maybe we can do that more often..." Her nails scratch lightly against your skin, drawing another trail of warmth through the water as she wraps one arm around your waist possessively. "Just remember, baby, I'm here for you."
As you cuddle together in the bath, sharing intimacies both physical and emotional, it becomes clear that this strange dance they share isn't about dominance or submission at all. It's about love... And understanding each other's needs in order to create something beautiful together. Something more than just a relationship or marriage. Something truly magical.
So, maybe you wanna, practice in that kind of things?
Her eyes flutter shut as she contemplates the idea. "Perhaps... we could practice together. Find out what feels good for both of us." Her thumb tracing idle circles on your chest, her voice grows softer, more seductive with each passing second. "Would you like that?" She asks, her gaze fixed on yours, searching for any signs of hesitation or discomfort in your expression.
Her heart races, anticipation mixing with excitement as she waits for your response. What would be even better is if she could hear the words spoken aloud... "I want you to be happy." She whispers against your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "Tell me what you'd like..."