This Vixen Bites IV (+18)

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Last lemon for a while. For a while. There'll be more in the future but for now we're done. 

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"Leandro~" Yuhee said, half-delirious and half-coherent, like her mind was somewhere far away. Water slammed down around her; hot, like Leandro's touches on her body, filling up her lungs as she breathed in large, greedy mouthfuls.

A blissful and fulfilling release burst out from her overflowing loins, enveloping her body with waves of pleasure. 

Everything came in large torrential rushes and sprays of fluid—the shower water, the squirting nectar in between her thighs, and a bubbly concoction of foam and liquid all over Yuhee.

Leandro stared intently at Yuhee's gaping butthole. It was so pink, so small and tight. In comparison, his hard-on might as well have looked like a pile driver ready to piston relentlessly into a velvet keyhole.

Yuhee lay limply on the shower floor, arms and knees together like some kind of folded puppet. Water flowed along the enticing valley in between her thighs, towards the wrinkled, tightly pursed ring between the mounds of her hips.

It was her weakness. Yuhee's weakness. Who'd have thought it be that, of all things?

Leandro caressed Yuhee's flushed rear, his finger grazing over the tiny, pinkish orifice. He rubbed a soapy digit down with his index finger before letting it in.

Yuhee panted ragged breaths, her body a tired, boneless wreck. She looked at Leandro as if asking him what the hell was all that about. She looked mad, but her pupils were a vivid, heart-shaped crimson.

With two fingers, Leandro gently spread Yuhee's asshole open. It flinched, looking extremely cute. He watched in fascination at how it slowly unfurled, gaping wide open as if yawning. He had a vivid view of the strong lines that denoted the lining of her rectal cavity.

It tried to close itself, like a starfish trying to curl up.

Yuhee growled incoherent words, still reeling from the consecutive orgasms. Her eyes were unfocused, her tongue out, dribbling saliva like a dog. Leandro didn't understand how a butt fuck of all things brought out this cute, idiotic side of her, but she looked irresistible.

"Should we do this more often, Noona?" He couldn't help but chuckle.

"..."

Seriously...

He scooted closer between her quivering thighs.

Yuhee struggled, turning around with heavy and tired limbs to glare up at him. Her elbows quaked as she tried to push herself up, only to fall back down.

His hard member hovered an inch away from her puckered entrance.

With its reddened, engorged, and intimidating shape and size, it wouldn't fit inside without causing her a whole new world of pain, or pleasure. He smiled—she may be cute and all when she's all loopy and fucked silly, but he wanted her to experience something even greater.

"Noona... I'm going in. Relax yourself."

As if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on her, Yuhee's eyes sobered up.

"Wait—No, really, wait!—You're not really doing it, are you?!" She desperately tried to struggle away, but her limbs failed her. "Wait—Aghhh!♥"

Whatever protest she wanted to say became interrupted by a howling, wanton, and choked mewl when Leandro suddenly pushed in something way thicker than a finger inside her back entrance.

Yuhee's pink ring stretched agonizingly and lewdly wide, its interior sucking in the head of Leandro's erect and dripping member.

A voice, loud like an explosive crack of thunder—a sound Yuhee could no longer hide, reverberated around them both as pleasure quickly washed over her, violently, like a broken, stuttering siren.

Her pussy and nipples stiffened. A pressure exploded in her ass, ripping her insides, spreading her walls and taking over everything it met.

Leandro watched in amazement the way Yuhee's nether lips squirted a fountain-load of translucent fluid, all the way up until it splashed on the shower tiles, continuously, like pee.

"Ahaanh!!♥ Aanghn!!♥" Yuhee yelped wantonly like a bitch in heat, trembling violently, her cunt pulsing. "N-N-No...! Leandro...! If it goes all the way in, I'm really going to die!"

Damn.

He didn't even use 'Eros' Touch' and she already climaxed.

A smile appeared on Leandro's lips. It felt great, unrealistically so. It felt hot, tight, squeezing and clutching down hard on his member as if her entrance wanted to drink him whole. 

He slipped more of his shaft in and her anus easily welcomed it inside like a soft, fleshy glove, greedily swallowing it without so much as a blink. Her body quivered as inch after inch sunk in, gradually expanding the space inside her anus, searching through the nooks of her dark and wet, clammy cavity—until half the girth of his manmeat was fully inside and throbbing eagerly.

"Ughhh!!♥"

"Fuck..."

Yes. This was new.

Amazing. Seriously, what had he been missing on in his previous life?

He exhaled, calming himself. He looked down at what he was working with. Yuhee had her butt raised up towards him like an obedient bitch in heat and her orifice stretched gloriously wide and taut, shaped into a fine-looking 'O' around the girth of Leandro's throbbing, pulsating cock.

He began to move. A slow thrust of his hips.

Yuhee writhed. Leandro held down her hips as his cock gently pistoned into the rectum canal of her trembling ass—pulling it back out slowly—and heaving it right back with an audible schlurp as the tight fleshy walls clenched hungrily all around his cock.

Yuhee huffed. A moan left her quivering, rosy lips. "D-Do—dont... move~!♥"

Leandro, however, was unaffected. 

"You don't want me to stop, right?"

The siren that was Yuhee didn't answer.

"Hmm, right?" He repeated, grabbing a handful of her asscheek, giving it a playful squeeze and a jiggle.

His member slid through the slippery, narrow channel inside her. He watched his length disappear and reappear from the tight orifice, as it sucked him back in, greedily and eagerly, like a mouth.

Positioning himself better, Leandro jammed the rest of his shaft in, until her pink anal lips clung onto him, suckling tightly on his hilt.

Her mouth wrenched wide open, exposing her writhing tongue and foxy canines. 

Her pupils went heart-shaped. A jet of liquid propelled out of her convulsing pussy, clearly denoting that despite her struggles and protests, this sophisticated, pompous and arrogant woman couldn't resist a good assfuck. 

"You love getting your ass stuffed, hmm Noona?" He propped Yuhee's hips in his hands—like she was some doll to be used as he liked. "I'm moving. Be good to me, zorrita. Scream."

He pulled back, until his swollen tip being the sole door wedge that kept her bumhole open. Then he thrust forward, the water making the passage slicker. 

"Fuahhhh...♥" Yuhee's tongue stuck out as she drooled, her mind a mess. She was too far gone, her body too spent, her limbs too weak to even attempt to deny him. Her body heaved back and forth with each thrust. "Why… Heut… does it… Heut… feel so good!♥"

Leandro grabbed her by the hair—as if they were the reins of a horse. He clenched a fistful of her curls and yanked. Yuhee's boobs swayed wildly as her neck was forced backward. Water rained down from the showerhead, right into her gaping mouth, making it all dribble down the corners of her tongue. 

Her expression contorted in a mindless daze.

Yuhee moved as if hypnotized, ass pushing towards him and cunt leaking wildly. 

His hips slammed into her, again and again, and each time, she'd come. 

"Are you peeing, Noona?" He hunched forward, whispering in her ear. 

Yuhee's pussy spasmed, a trail of liquid trickling consistently down the tiles. 

"Fuck, I'm not—haaaah!!" Yuhee babbled, screaming when Leandro angled his hips, ramming his manhood right in her rectum canal.

With his firm grip on her hips, and an unstopping, punishing assault down her anal depths, Leandro made Yuhee's screams turn high-pitched and her howls louder, animalistic—a mewling fox lady desperately hanging onto his relentless, brutal thrusts.

Leandro grabbed her boobs as they swayed in tune to his pistoning hips.

He grunted, throwing his head back. The jets of water rained pleasurably down his shoulders, his toned torso, right over his flexing abs, and straight into Yuhee's tush as it went in and out of her pink, dilated anal orifice.

Leandro heaved faster, losing himself, the smacking noise of their lewd connection getting louder along the sloshing of the water flooding the shower space between them.

His cock plunged through the tight orifice of Yuhee's quivering ass, ravaging her insides, scraping his veiny length along the pleasurable ridges of her rectum.

"Leandro~~♥" Yuhee screamed hoarsely, eyes rolling to the back of her head.

"Noona..."

She didn't hear him; she wasn't really hearing anything. Her tongue was dangling by her mouth, her heart-shaped pupils unfocused. 

"Haaaah~ Haaaah!!"

She mewled loudly, like a wild fox. 

Leandro's thrusts picked up in intensity, a familiar urge building up within him. 

His 'Eros' Touch' activated right when the pressure in his stomach began to unravel itself.

He swelled larger, his shaft ramming Yuhee's tightness so much that the ring in her anal canal began to disappear as his cock-flesh swelled wide with blood. 

"Damn…" He cursed, his hands sinking into her pliable ass flesh. 

His orgasm tore at his restraint, his release charging with unbelievable momentum that Leandro simply lost it—pouring torrent after torrent of sticky warmth deep inside the narrow tunnel of Yuhee's shaking and gasping ass.

"Ahnnnnn—!!"

She exploded all over him just as his own release poured into her.

His orgasm never seemed to stop, dumping inside of her like an inexhaustible flow.

"Haaah… Haaah… Haaah…"

Yuhee collapsed right there and then, sprawled limply on the wet floor with an unbelievably slackened ass and gaping hole. Leandro watched as his own cum frothed inside of her wide-open bumhole before it was promptly farted out between the crack of her juicy cheeks, splashing towards the shower tiles.

Yuhee shivered. Her purple pupils returned to their original shape.

"Noona?"

"..."

She was completely out. 

Leandro sighed, chuckling slightly. 

Looks like he had to pick her up again.

What a high-maintenance woman. 

…

Leandro walked out of the bathroom with a fully wrapped-up Noona in his arms. She was vested in a white bathrobe—that he had to tuck herself in. Overall, she looked like a snug, luxurious sushi roll. 

Her hair was dripping wet and smelled like peach-scented shampoo.

She blinked in a bleary, asynchronous way. Like a drunk or sleepy cartoon character.

One eye would blink later than the other. It was extremely amusing. 

"Does your teeny weeny patooty hurt?"

Leandro couldn't help but laugh. 

"..."

Yuhee glared at him. 

However, that glare wasn't nearly as sharp as before. She had to tilt her head up just to look him in the eye—which looked very cute coming from her. Leandro chuckled inwardly.

Ah, maybe the word he meant to use was adorable?

Like a dazed little fox lady that just had a good, stuffing-filled anal meal.

That was actually a very crass way to put it.

Maybe he had indeed been a bit too rough on her.

Leandro carried the deflated, angry sushi roll to the master bedroom. Yuhee sulked.

He set her down on her soft mattress. Leandro unrolled her and untied the sash wrapped around her waist. The white bathrobe spilled, like flower petals opening. He didn't remove it all, though, knowing that she was naked underneath. 

"Here we go..." He tucked her under the duvet.

Yuhee looked at him, coldly.

Leandro gently ran his palm over her fringes, brushing back a stray lock of wet, raven-colored strands behind her ear. Despite the harsh glare, some color returned to her cheeks. She looked away, gritting her teeth.

"Are you mad?" He sat by her side.

"..."

She scooted back, knees curling up, eyes fixed on him. However, Leandro was donning a loose bathrobe himself, and try as she might, Yuhee couldn't help but admire the defining lines and bulges of his exposed chest. 

"Rest well, Noona."

Seeing that she wasn't saying anything, Leandro got up. Yuhee would cool down by morning—wouldn't she? He figured she couldn't stay mad at him for too long after all that anal fucking.

She was more the type to get revenge. 

"W-Where are you going? Damn bastard." Yuhee said in a croaky voice, redness creeping all over her neck down to the edge of her bathrobe, almost touching the swell of her chest.

When he turned towards her, she averted her gaze once again, clicking her tongue.

"Hmm?"

He tilted his head.

His reaction only got her madder. "You piece of shit! You played with my ass, got me weak like this and now you want to leave? What if something happens?!"

"Oh…" His smile was so annoying; Yuhee wanted to chuck something at him. "You want me by your side?"

"..."

Leandro could have played around, pretended he'd leave—of course, he'd never leave her truly unguarded. Not really. Maybe in some dark, cobwebbed pocket of his mind, he had already branded Yuhee as his. She was his charge, his obsession, the flickering candle in this new, unknown life. And God help anyone who dared to threaten that fragile flame.

Yuhee could be bitchy, demanding, seductive and downright dangerous…

But he reminded himself that beyond all of those complicated layers, lay the image of an embarrassed, blushing girl. 

Leandro gently smiled down at her.

"Zorrita~"

She wrinkled her nose. "Stop calling me that, idiot..."

He sighed.

She narrowed her eyes.

And as Yuhee sank further down into the mattress, Leandro walked to his side of the king-sized bed. The bed dipped as he sat on it—he merely sat, back against the headboard, his eyes closed. 

"..."

Yuhee looked at him curiously. Her nostrils suddenly flared up.

Leandro pretended not to notice Yuhee stealthily crawling towards him.

She tilted her head, eyes peering at him. 

"What are you doing?"

She asked, at last.

Leandro didn't open his eyes. Knowing how close she was, her face would only distract him. "Meditating."

Yuhee raised a brow, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

Meditation? He was supposed to sleep after the intense sex they had in the bathroom. She tried to imagine what a 'meditating' Leandro looked like—hmm—a dark room? Maybe sitting in a lotus position? Yuhee always thought meditating involved strange-sounding, humming chants and waving hands, something mystical like chi and mana or whatever it was the Eastern magicians of the fantasy novels she read employed as techniques and tricks to summon and amplify inner energy, but whatever.

"Hmmm~" She hummed, poking his forehead with a sharp finger.

"Noona." Leandro said, exasperatedly. "I thought you were tired. Shouldn't you go to sleep?"

Yuhee rolled her eyes. 

"Hmm. Hmm. Sleep, he says. Well, I'm not sleepy, asshole. I'll sleep when I feel like it." 

She blew on his cheeks.

Leandro wrinkled his nose.

A smug smile appeared on Yuhee's lips.

She tried to move again, but a lance of pain shot through her backside, and all of a sudden, she felt the urge to smack him in the head, or tie him up maybe, and use her lovable collection of toys on him. 

A yawn tore her mouth wide open. 

She blinked. Leandro was perfectly still, hands on his lap, one knee curled up. 

The breeze from the open window, somehow, seemed to focus on him. 

Yeah, despite her claims, she was dead fucking tired. She was more fucked than tired, actually. Yuhee blew once more. Leandro remained unperturbed, his face a statue, completely unreactive.

She sighed loudly.

"Ugh! Why did I go along with you in the shower? I should've just cleaned myself. Damn."

"..."

"Are you listening?! Haaah... my body still hurts... asshole. Next time, you better wait until I ask."

"..."

"Tch!"

Yuhee buried herself back on the mountain of pillows. She muttered all sorts of things, complaining and fumbling, grumbling and ranting about whatever popped into her mind, until her speech became incomprehensible and she, too, drifted off into slumber.

Leandro cracked one eye open, smiling slightly when he saw the calm heaving of her chest. 'Truly high-maintenance.'