Wooing my Bodyguard Wife

Jingwei continued to talk, even as he fucked her with the ferocity of an animal.

“So fucking sexy, you’re going to kill me.” Jingwei grunted out. “How can you even do this easily?”

“I stretch! You can… ah… learn…” Xue Ning managed to moan out in reply as she dug her nails into Jingwei’s back, clawing him. If she had a more coherent mind, she would have explained how years of martial arts experience could develop a more limber and flexible body that made Jingwei’s surprise move possible.

But since her mind was filled with incoherent thoughts about how much she loved being fucked, all she felt was a pleasant burn, and the increased embarrassment of her new position caused her pussy to gush wetness, making it easier for Jingwei to slide in and out of her.

Jingwei’s eyes were blown black as he stared at her, trembling with need and craving a hard fuck, her pussy clenching tightly on his cock with every thrust, as though it was afraid he’d pull out for good.

He wanted to knock her up, and in this position, it was easy to pretend that the condom didn’t exist, that he could fuck a baby in her if he tried hard enough. He grunted animalistically, thrusting even harder.

Xue Ning cried out in pleasure, her need for silence long forgotten. Her moans were a sweet accompaniment to Jingwei’s grunts, and the creaking of the bed frame made up the symphony that echoed through the room.

It was a wonder that no one had come to knock on their door yet!

If Xue Ning had a clearer head, she would have wondered why.

But instead, she was too busy enjoying her first experience of getting fucked! Even though she had already come once, she could feel the familiar wave of orgasm fast approaching.

“Ah…ah…I’m going to…”

“I know, I know, me too, I’m close.” Jingwei panted, reassuring her as he squeezed her waist, a hand drifting to the area above her womb and pressing down with a fervent glint in his eye. Xue Ning whined at the extra pressure, feeling the strangest pressure build up within her.

“You first. Come for me, darling, my dear wife.” Jingwei ordered, massaging her insides.

Xue Ning shuddered helplessly as pleasure shot up her spine. She came for the second time, toes curling as tension bled out of her, wordless gasps escaping her tired lips. To her surprise, a stream of fluid quickly burst out of her, splashing Jingwei on the face!

“Oh shit,” Xue Ning exclaimed, horrified and mortified. Did she just pee on him? That’s it, they were going to break up. This was how her first and only sexual encounter with his dick would end, and Xue Ning was going to check herself into the nearest nunnery to forget this shameful encounter.

Uncaring of Xue Ning’s internal turmoil, her inner walls clenched Jingwei’s cock tightly, intent on milking him dry, and Jingwei gave one final thrust, hard enough to shake the bed.

He let out a guttural groan, finally letting go of the last of his restraint. Jingwei shot his load deep inside her and Xue Ning gasped, feeling the rush of hot cum flood her insides, even with the condom.

The bed shifted ominously, but both parties were too overwhelmed with sensation to care.

Xue Ning felt amazing, and all she wanted to do was to tuck herself next to Jingwei and cuddle, but then she remembered what she had done and felt like crying in humiliation.

“Did I just… Jingwei, I’m so sorry,” Xue Ning lamented, hiding her red face in her hands. “I’m sorry for peeing on you.”

“Wow,” Jingwei’s voice didn’t sound angry. Xue Ning peeped through her fingers, only to see Jingwei stare at her with awestruck eyes. He pulled her hands away from her face. “Xue Ning, you can squirt.”

“I can do what?” Xue Ning asked, confused. Jingwei didn’t sound mad, which was great.

“Squirt.” Jingwei repeated, leaning back down to kiss her lovingly. “You’re so incredible! I love you so much!”

“Oh good. So you’re not mad?” Xue Ning asked hopefully. She had to do more research on this ‘squirting’ thing – it’s not that she suspected Jingwei lied to her

“How could I be? I’m so fucking happy, you have no idea.” Jingwei said. Xue Ning truly didn’t have any idea about how deep his perverted thoughts went, but she somehow still managed to fulfil each and every one of his kinks without knowing.

Wasn’t this a sign that they were meant to be?

The universe had put them together!

Jingwei pulled her into his arms as they traded soft kisses, contentment radiating off them even as they were both sweaty and sticky with all sorts of body fluids.

He could have pulled out of her, but a big part of him didn’t want to. He wanted to stay sheathed in her all the time. Perhaps in an alternate universe where he was a young lord and Xue Ning was his personal maid, sold to him to pay off her family debt, then he could tie her up on his bed and fuck her constantly… His cock twitched at the fantasy.

Xue Ning would look fantastic in a maid outfit.

“Are you finally going to pull out of me?” Xue Ning asked sleepily. Was it her imagination, or was Jingwei once again hardening in her? No, definitely not. No man could keep going like this.

“Yes, soon.” Jingwei said, but he made no room to slide out of her. Instead he continued to rain sweet kisses all over Xue Ning’s face, humming in delight.

“Time to let go,” Xue Ning continued to mumble, but the warm embrace of Jingwei’s arms was a very difficult thing to fight. “Everyone is going to realise that we’re gone. We need to clean up.”

Jingwei chuckled warmly. “Yes dear.” All these words sounded like Xue Ning trying to convince herself to move, but she hadn’t moved an inch away from him.

Jingwei reluctantly slid out of her though, because Xue Ning didn’t deserve to have his limp dick and a full condom inside her. She only deserved him at his best! But he still didn’t let go of her. Xue Ning was so adorable when she was drifting off to dreamland, and Jingwei was determined to watch her sleep.

Then, Xue Ning’s handphone buzzed from the table.

“Help me pick it up,” Xue Ning swatted Jingwei’s arm. “You’re closer.”

“Yes dear,” he said obediently, too well-sated to bother arguing. He passed Xue Ning her phone, and watched as her face twisted as she read the new message.

“What’s the problem?” Jingwei asked cautiously.

“We need to get cleaned up,” Xue Ning said regrettably, quickly pulling herself away from Jingwei’s arms. Her entire body ached, as though she had done a full-body workout. There was a particularly pleasant stretch in her thighs that made her face burn. Meanwhile, Jingwei whined, stretching for her, but he was duly ignored.

“My sister-in-law texted me to give me a heads-up – she already did her best to distract my parents, but if we don’t get dressed, you’re going to be a dead man!”

“I’d be a dead happy man,” Jingwei retorted, but he reluctantly got up too. There wasn’t any point lying on a bed with several wet spots on it without Xue Ning, even if it was Xue Ning’s bed, and he didn’t want to die after one fuck.

“Grab a towel from my cupboard and wipe yourself down. Or fuck it just wear the clothes!” Xue Ning instructed as she heard footsteps approaching. Judging by the distance, she had less than a minute to be presentable. She hurriedly put back on her clothes in record time, making a face at how sticky and gross she felt. But at least she would be bathing soon.

She then sprayed some air freshener around her room, frantically flapping her arms around to diffuse it faster. She needed to dispel the smell of sex! No one ever told her it would smell this strong!

It wasn’t too effective, but it was better than nothing! Then she looked at her dirty bedsheet and despaired. What could she do?

Meanwhile Jingwei hurriedly wiped himself down and put on the outfit Xue Ning had saved for him, staring at Xue Ning adoringly. Her shirt was on the wrong way! His wife was really too adorable for words.

“Are you going to only stare at me? Or are you going to help?” Xue Ning asked peevishly. “We have less than a minute!”

“I love the view, but your shirt is inside out. Hurry and change while I change the bedsheets.” Jingwei then quickly tugged the bedsheet away and tried to fit a fresh one over it, but it was harder than expected. He hadn’t changed his own bedsheets in a long time.

Xue Ning then hurriedly put on her own clothes,  She turned around, only to see Jingwei still struggling to put on a bedsheet!