089 | (Eighty-eight) Is it okay to pee in a kitten's hole? (Holding and urinating incontinence H)

Her fingernails scratched red marks on her shoulder, but Su Xingmao seemed not to hear.

He can neither hear nor feel pain.

It felt like a heavy, suffocating stone was lodged in my chest.

The gentleness vanished, leaving only a primal, animalistic drive. Su Xingmao stared intently at her, her words echoing in his mind: "No."

She cannot have anyone else.

A kitten can only have one owner.

This slutty, wanton look can only be seen by him, and can only be fucked by him.

He stopped talking, leaving one hand to hold her wanton buttocks, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh. He silently thrust his hips hard, then pinched her large, swollen, red clitoris with two fingers, gently flicking and rubbing it. Xie Qingyan couldn't withstand the double stimulation from inside and outside, and her juices gushed out of her vagina.

Su Xingmao suddenly stood up from the sofa, and Xie Qingyan was terrified when she felt a sudden lightness in her body. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck.

He yelled, "What are you doing! Where are you going..."

With her body dangling in the air, Xie Qingyan, driven by a strong sense of unease, used both legs to clamp around the boy's slender waist to prevent herself from falling.

She was picked up, but his penis wasn't pulled out; he walked around in that position, while she was being held and fucked...

The intense pleasure and the shock to his senses left Xie Qingyan's mind blank and dull. His pubic bone pressed together, and his penis penetrated even deeper, each step seemingly welcoming his thrusting.

His jet-black bangs were slightly damp, and a drop of sweat trickled down Su Xingmao's expressionless face.

Xie Qingyan was genuinely intimidated by this display of power that seemed intent on killing her. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and a sense of regret welled up inside her.

I shouldn't have provoked him.

But who can clearly distinguish between fear and excitement?

Was she trembling simply because she was afraid he would be angry, and nothing else?

Being penetrated while walking is a completely different experience from relatively static positions like woman on top or rear entry.

Fearing she would fall, her slender, fair legs had to wrap around his waist like vines. This action made their sexual organs fit together even more tightly, like twin flowers, naturally one.

With each step, the movement from the boy's feet and hips is clearly transmitted to the acupoints.

Even before he had thrust upwards excessively, the cavity was already full to the extreme. He only took one step forward, and his penis plunged deep into the deepest part of the cavity, reaching the very core of the flower. The round and full glans, the small depression in the coronal sulcus, every inch irresistibly approached the hidden and narrow opening deep into the passage.

With just a little effort, he can chisel his way into the cervix.

He paused.

Is this it?

After a long silence, he finally spoke.

Xie Qingyan was confused. "What?"

They were in front of the mirror, the same mirror, the same people, but in different postures. This time, it was her back that first touched the cold mirror surface. Before the chill could spread throughout her body, Xie Qingyan was already pressed down by the boy, who lifted her buttocks up.

With unstoppable force, the rough penis thrust straight into the small opening deep inside the cavity, creating a rushing torrent that carved out a pool of warm water.

Xie Qingyan's body trembled like a leaf, and she cried out in a high-pitched voice, her voice gushing out like a torrent, completely unable to resist.

It's very deep.

She was penetrated to the cervix.

"Ah... ooh..." She reached her climax in an instant, a long, trembling sound coming from her throat.

He scoffed, "Ah, useless little cat, how come you squirt after just a little fucking? Where did your bravado go?"

A finger probed downwards, flicking against the throbbing, swollen clitoris outside the spasming acupoint, while the fingernail rubbed the urethral opening, as if trying to force her to release more fluid in the lingering afterglow of her orgasm.

Waaah... Stop talking... Stop rubbing.

His words kept provoking her, "Or is the kitten deliberately trying to anger me, wanting its owner to fuck the kitten's cunt raw like this, without any regard for the consequences?"

Ah...no, she won't admit it, not on purpose or anything...

I can't stand it.

Xie Qingyan shook her head frantically, trying to dispel the pleasure that made her pores open.

"Hmm? The kitten isn't usually so talkative, so now it wants to be mute?"

“I’m not…” She cried again, overwhelmed with joy.

The boy spoke coldly: "Nothing, just a horny kitten."

“No…the kitten isn’t horny…” she said with difficulty.

Xie Qingyan's face flushed red with anxiety, her forehead covered in sweat. With his clitoris being pinched and his urethra being rubbed, she was really about to burst. "Ugh...no! Don't! You can't touch there..."

Why can't I rub it?

I can't let him rub it anymore, my bladder is so full.

"I'll pee... Waaah, I don't want to..."

His words were so cruel, like a sentence: "The kitten is so stupid, it just wants you to pee in front of its owner."

Driven to the brink of madness by the feeling of being stretched, Xie Qingyan cried out in surrender: "No, I was wrong, I was wrong... Little Cat knows she was wrong."

Three consecutive typos—if Xie Qingyan hadn't reached his limit of patience, he would never have surrendered with tears in his eyes.

“How could a kitten be wrong?” Su Xingmao denied calmly. “It’s the owner who didn’t teach it well.”

"You bastard! You jerk!" She was furious... Seeing that begging for mercy was useless, Xie Qingyan started rambling incoherently again.

“…Ah, shut up…you dog, you bad guy! Get away…you lunatic, get out…don’t touch me there! Ah…no, no, please, stop, really…I’m going to be fucked to death…my little kitten…I’m going to pee…”

Xie Qingyan was in tears, her unbalanced language system controlling her, she was both cursing and pleading.

But Su Xingmao was like a cold-hearted, heartless man of stone; she tried everything but couldn't sway him.

The boy not only ignored her insults, but the more she said those things, the more the bastard inside her would poke and pound into her sensitive, juicy spot. The fiercer her words were, the more ferocious the fucking would be.

My bladder is being pushed and is very bloated.

Like a water-filled balloon, it's about to burst if you poke it.

"You can't not." Su Xingmao gently rubbed her, patting the opening that was opening and closing, "Good little kitten, pee it out."

The hand supporting her buttocks gave her a light slap on her flesh, causing her to tremble with pleasure despite the pain. Xie Qingyan whimpered, her face flushed with a beautiful blush.

"It must have been tough holding it in." The fingernails dug into the pitiful, trembling hole. "It's okay, your owner likes the way kittens pee."

"No..." The accumulated pleasure washed over him like a torrent, and fine beads of sweat mixed with his tears, glistening on his cheeks.

"Are we almost there, sweet kitty?"

In stark contrast to the way he played with her hands, his gentle tone and slow kisses landed on her ear, his soft whispers almost like coaxing.

"It's okay. Desire is not shameful. The kitten is very well-behaved and will pee properly for its owner to see, right?"

Such seductive words sent a tingling sensation through my ears.

The bones have already given in.

The water was brimming, ready to burst forth.

"Alas..." Xie Qingyan's body was pulled into a bow shape, his waist bent, his spine taut to the extreme and then relaxed, his bladder swaying, the sound of water dripping.

It's almost...it's almost...coming.

"Ah... I peed... Ah..." Xie Qingyan's eyes almost rolled back, she reached out and clung to him, her hips arched upwards, her toes curled and twitched, her tender jade shell protruded from the pearl, and from the ravaged little eye, a stream of light-colored liquid gushed out, the water flowing like a torrent, splashing and wetting the whole ground.

At the moment of her second climax, she actually...peed.

That was awesome.

I was on the verge of death, almost fainting, my eyes were blurry and filled with white mist.

Unlike last time, when neither of them reacted suddenly.

This time, Su Xingmao saw everything clearly without blinking.

The boy's eyes were dark and gloomy. Under his eyelids, his gaze was fixed on a spot where white and yellowish bodily fluids were mixed together. The wet pink labia, with their distinct folds, resembled a peony with dew on its petals, its golden stamens and bright red petals, as if a sudden downpour had drenched them, leaving them droopy and disheveled.

The clitoris on the side was red and swollen from the friction of the penis going in and out. Its full core was still holding his penis, and the surrounding skin was taut and white as it was struggling to eat.

Beautiful, so beautiful.

An immense sense of satisfaction surged through his body, and his scalp tingled slightly.

I love it so much.

I love Xie Qingyan's every expression—whether she's angry, blushing, having an orgasm, or losing control of her bladder.

Never before had his heart been so directly struck, pounding so hard it felt like it was about to soar to the heavens. The boy's throat tightened, becoming so dry he swallowed hard, and he longed to lick it.

Xie Qingyan was filled with shame; she not only had an orgasm, but also lost control of her bladder again.

The body and soul separated, riding on a cloud, floating lightly upwards, and in a daze, I heard his heavy breathing.

"Good job, little kitten."

"How about I ejaculate all my semen into the kitten's cunt when it's in heat and urinating, as a reward?"

Xie Qingyan buried her face in his chest, too weak to answer.

In the mirror, the boy's broad, straight back muscles rippled, his muscles flowing smoothly like small hills, as if they had just undergone a tectonic shift, causing the earth to shake.

Each time, it would penetrate deep into the heart of the flower, pounding that rich and amorous paradise until it was soft, juicy, and overflowing with juice.

The climax rose and fell, the afterglow lingering long afterward. Xie Qingyan was like a piece of drifting crescent-white silk, soft and boneless, gently hanging on the boy's undulating body. His shoulders and waist became the only support in the swaying motion.

Su Xingmao turned her head and looked at her through the mirror: "Xie Qingyan, look in the mirror and get to know yourself again."

Su Xingmao gently gripped her throat: "Who am I?"

In a daze, his mind bowed to desire, his senses and reason separated, and he briefly surrendered. Xie Qingyan only saw the mouth of the person in the mirror moving: "...the owner of the kitten."

His fingers, pressed tightly against her pulse, tightened around her wrists. He could hear her heartbeat clearly, but couldn't tell who was more anxious: "Does the kitten need another owner?"

Hold your breath.

A light blue rain seemed to fall from those eyes, misty and clear, as she shook her head: "No...no more."

"good."

His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, suddenly softened, and a warm kiss landed on her forehead. "Such a good little kitten."

It's okay to lie, just keep lying to me.

You're only allowed to lie to me.

A feeling of complete satisfaction spread throughout Su Xingmao's body. After a few final thrusts and a shudder, his semen gushed out in large spurts into his acupoints.

Thick, white semen mixed with each other's bodily fluids, dripping and overflowing. The swollen orifice was filled to the brim, unable to take any more; the excess could only regretfully trickle down the inner thighs.

The air was filled with the scent of undying passion, like the most intense top notes of a floral and fruity fragrance, blooming to its fullest before decay.

This is not spring; it is a quiet autumn night, with everything withered and fallen. She smells the fragrance of spring flowers, a primal decadence of life, too intense.

Xie Qingyan's body was completely limp from being fucked. As soon as he let go, she slid down like a noodle. Su Xingmao picked her up and put her back on the sofa, burying himself deep inside her and refusing to withdraw.

Xie Qingyan felt weak and numb, even her toes were numb. She was too lazy to push him away, so she let Su Xingmao pat her and coax her gently, praising her for being cute and amazing, and for being particularly brave when she peed.

…I must say, Su Xingmao's voice is really nice.

Warm and smooth, like jade colliding with something, it was so comforting that it made your ears go weak, a tingling, itchy sensation spreading from your pores straight to your bones. Xie Qingyan snuggled closer to him comfortably. Mmm, his embrace was so warm, and he smelled wonderful, overflowing with the fresh scent of hormones.

He kissed the girl's red ear and asked softly, "Can I pee in the kitten's hole?"

?

Xie Qingyan was startled awake and looked away in surprise.

How could he be so shameless? Calling him a pervert is an understatement.