053｜(Fifty-two) Insert to the end HH

With her palms wedged between his thighs, Xie Qingyan's legs were spread even wider, pulling her towards the boy.

Su Xingmao pinched her waist. Xie Qingyan's waist was slender, but not so thin as to be bony and frail. Perhaps due to the fusion of Eastern and Western bloodlines, she had a thin frame and her flesh hung evenly on her body like rippling water.

When you pinch it together, the meat is still soft and plump, filling your palm like a peach with a thin skin and filling.

Although Su Xingmao had a strong presence, his movements were still somewhat immature and awkward. He relied solely on instinct and a powerful possessiveness to repeatedly bump and rub his round, pebble-like glans against the flower slit.

The genitals rubbed against the entrance of the passage, probing and stirring from shallow to deep, churning out gushing flower juice, dripping and wetting the entire straight, thick, long rod-like object. Under the light, the wet, glistening liquid was translucent, as if it had been brushed with a layer of honey.

The honey-like fluid dripping from the flower cave is an excellent lubricant, and the entrance is already moist enough. There's always that one moment of sharp, rubbing sensation before the glans forcefully thrusts inside.

Both of them shuddered. Su Xingmao's breathing stopped abruptly, and Xie Qingyan cried out in surprise, "Ah!"

She sobbed, finding it hard to describe the feeling; her heart was burning, and her body felt like it was being gnawed by thousands of ants, with a dense, itchy sensation gathering downwards.

A soft body was forced to accept a large foreign object, a mismatched size, with fierce force... The narrow passage was forced to open to welcome the invasion of the genitals.

Xie Qingyan was suddenly transported back to her childhood when she was learning dance and practicing the splits. The dance teacher pressed her against the frame to stretch her legs. She put one leg on the bar and used the other leg for support. The teacher showed no mercy and pressed down on her waist with all her might. The pain of her muscles being pulled apart by brute force was excruciating.

The familiar pain, after more than a decade, swept through my body once again.

He had only just begun... Xie Qingyan wanted to back out. He took small breaths of cold air, shrank back, and his acupoints contracted as if trying to squeeze him out.

The constellation Mao could hardly bear it. The passage was narrow, and as soon as it entered, it was enveloped, sucked, and squeezed by soft flesh from all sides.

His scalp tingled, his body felt as if he were on a ship, and he was dizzy and disoriented.

A thin layer of mist floated over his eyes.

Xie Qingyan kept writhing, thinking she was being clever and trying to push him away, but little did she know that when she touched Su Xingmao, it was more like she was using her greedy little mouth, with layers of tender flesh, to twist and bite his glans, refusing to let go, urging him to go deeper, to fuck her to the deepest point, and to pierce her hard.

Reason gradually crumbled. Su Xingmao's jaw was taut, his lips were pursed into a thin line, and his expression was one of suppressed resentment. He struggled to suppress the urge to thrust all the way in, and slowly pushed into her acupoints, trying to minimize the pain of the first time.

However, Xie Qingyan refused to cooperate. She wanted to desert her post and run away. Her long, slender legs danced in the air, kicking and struggling. She hissed, "No more... I'm not coming."

Su Xingmao's consciousness detached from his brain, his soul looking down as if he could see the two about to unite from a third-person perspective.

The arrow is already on the bowstring, how can we let her escape?

Beads of sweat trickled down the boy's forehead, his jaw clenched tightly. Just looking at him was unbearable, let alone seeing her crying and screaming.

"What a delicate cat! Why did it start crying as soon as it went in?"

Su Xingmao was reluctant to accept it, and his thoughts were despicable—Xie Qingyan's crying excited him, and his temples throbbed with each beat.

She didn't cry like a delicate flower in the rain. In front of him, she was always like a child who hadn't grown up, sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face, not caring about looking pretty at all.

...Oh, really, I'm so sorry.

But it's so cute.

He stroked her cheek with his thumb, picked up a tear, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it down, his Adam's apple bobbing.

What should I do? I really want to break her so she can cry even harder.

Xie Qingyan's wet eyes were like the coastline after the rain, an endless expanse of blue, with a whirlpool rising from the sea, into which he was drawn.

My lower body is so hard it feels like it's going to explode.

She wasn't the only one suffering; he also felt an overwhelming, crushing pain, even more intense than when she had deliberately pinched and toyed with him last time. The very tips of his nerves were being strangled.

“…I’m not doing it anymore… Waaah…” Xie Qingyan’s eyes welled up with tears. She couldn’t take it anymore, and her spoiled nature came out. She even acted spoiled in bed, crying and sobbing as she wanted to back out.

I knew that sex, especially penetration, would be this difficult. Every second of the sensation was infinitely prolonged and amplified. Every tiny bit of penetration felt like a violent electric current running through my body, making me tremble all over.

It's so strange. If she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have tried it. It's nothing like the exciting stories in novels and comics.

I feel terrible, I feel terrible all over.

Her waist ached from his grip, and her lower body felt like it was being stabbed with a sharp knife, as if he were about to rip her apart.

It's all his fault! Why is he so big? He's usually so reserved and refined, pretending to be cultured and gentle. You can't tell at all that his genitals look so fierce. Once he's inside me, it's even more terrifying.

I hate it.

She was sulking, so angry she was itching to bite.

Su Xingmao held back for a while, but when he heard her say that, he almost laughed out of anger. He paused for a moment and then said, "I'm in pain too."

It really hurt. His body was tightly bound by the moist, tender flesh of his vagina, as if he were suffocating. It was as if his neck was being strangled, not his genitals, making it difficult to breathe.

It was originally a clean and clear boy's voice, but it was now hoarse and panting.

Xie Qingyan trembled all over, like a duckweed in the rain, drifting aimlessly. Her eyes were red. She didn't believe it. She had never heard of a boy crying out in pain during sex. Was he lying to her?

“…You’re lying.” She was really uncomfortable, so she raised her paw to push him, but the boy was as heavy as a boulder, and she couldn’t move him. She could only scratch him with her claws.

Su Xingmao let her scratch her chest and neck, leaving red streaks on her fair skin.

Her hands were busy, and her mouth was busy too, shouting "Be gentle!" "Liar!" "Pervert!" "Slow down!"

Xie Qingyan's voice changed from being soft and breathy to being like a small hook, which made Su Xingmao even more unable to resist. His genitals throbbed with pain and pulsated with life inside her body.

Su Xingmao closed his eyes and then opened them again, veins bulging on his forehead, and he panted, "The kitten clamp is too tight."

"Can you relax a little?"

"...What does this have to do with me? Blame yourself!"

Xie Qingyan was annoyed. Wasn't this guy just growing up for no reason? And he still had the nerve to blame her.

"What's it to blame me for?" Su Xingmao chuckled. "Did you sleep with a kitten?"

"not yet……"

Xie Qingyan propped herself up on her elbows and struggled to pull herself down. The thick, fleshy pink monster slowly slid half of itself into her body, with a large portion still outside.

but…

Watching that unfamiliar object penetrate her flower-like opening was truly lewd. Even though the enormous penis wasn't fully inserted, fine droplets of fluid were already seeping from the point of contact. The sheets beneath her buttocks had long since been ironed to a dark color...

That's too lewd.

It's unbearable to look at.

Xie Qingyan quickly glanced up and saw Su Xingmao holding his head high, taking a deep breath. A bead of sweat rolled down his handsome profile, dripping onto his long neck and disappearing from sight.

It's become even more... erotic.

Xie Qingyan was too embarrassed to look, but Su Xingmao made no attempt to hide it, staring intently at the point where their lower bodies were joined.

Seeing the snow-white skin turn a beautiful pink, seeing clearly how her smooth flesh swallowed it inch by inch, not missing a single detail, wanting to firmly engrave it into memory, remembering the way Xie Qingyan first swallowed his genitals.

Whether it's a lewd look or a shy one.

He will remember everything.

He calmly asked, "Do you like being fucked?"

Xie Qingyan whimpered in denial, "No..."

"The kitten is such a good liar." He smiled faintly, his eyes crinkling slightly. "If it doesn't like you, why bite so hard?"

Xie Qingyan kept refusing and shouting no, but his lower mouth defied its master's will, its tender flesh pulsating and dripping with juices. The moist, smooth cavity seemed to welcome him, gently entwining him.

"Insert it all the way in."

"OK?"

Taking advantage of Xie Qingyan's distraction while he was replying, he stopped dawdling, grabbed her two slender, white legs, lifted them up, and in one go, thrust his penis to the top.

"Ouch!" Xie Qingyan screamed. Before she could react, the boy's hip slammed into her violently, a stark contrast to his gentle demeanor.

With a fierce thrust, he rammed into Xie Qingyan's deepest acupoint, making their bodies fit together perfectly, thus connecting them together, inseparable.

He was tightly bound and could hardly move.