☆、(7 Fresh Coins) White Valentine's Day (6) (18N)
"How terrifying, to be so thirsty and lewd... so eager to eat my things?"
Provoked repeatedly, Xu Qi could no longer bear it and frowned as he pushed him: "Stop saying such things! Where did you learn all this from?" He had wanted to ask for a long time where Si Qiang developed this deadly sexual fetish, even though he was a virgin a few years ago!
Si Qiang was taken aback, then narrowed her eyes at him: "You're asking me where I learned it... Do you really want to know?"
Unexpectedly, the other party was actually willing to tell him, so Xu Qi hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"Sigh..." Si Qiang suddenly sighed dramatically, shrugged, and looked helpless. "It's all because of you. I used to always think about you while masturbating, my mind was full of fantasies about doing this and that to you, imagining you going crazy from being fucked by me... and this is what happened..."
Hearing a man admit to fantasizing about him firsthand, probably no one could remain calm. Xu Qi's face turned pale with anger, and he was about to explode when the man grabbed his waist and rubbed his erect penis hard. He let out a gasp in surprise, and immediately gritted his teeth, his face flushed.
"Want to know... how I imagine myself to treat you?" Si Qiang stared at him, her eyes burning with desire.
Subconsciously, Xu Qi still remembered Si Qiang's awkwardness during their first time, and figured those sexual fantasies couldn't be much better. He blurted out, "They're nothing but boring moves." As soon as the words left his mouth, he wished he could bite off his own tongue. Saying such a thing at a time like this was tantamount to digging his own grave.
"Really?" Si Qiang's expression changed, then he gritted his teeth and said, "I hope you won't get bored later." After saying that, he supported the man's buttocks with both hands, picked him up while his penis was still inside the man, and turned around to walk towards the door.
His body was suspended in mid-air, half-hanging on the man's body. With each movement, the man's erect penis churned violently inside him. Xu Qi was rendered weak by this reckless action, feeling his body sinking downwards. He instinctively clung to the man, but forced himself to shout, "Let go... ah... let go... mmm..."
Si Qiang quickly walked to the French windows in the living room, lowered her head and kissed the man's lips as he let out an alluring moan. Then, she withdrew her erection, abruptly flipped him over, and pressed him against the glass. Her body pressed tightly against the man's streamlined back, and she lewdly nudged his buttocks, which were slightly clenched with tension. She turned her head and took his reddened earlobe into her mouth: "I really want all those women downstairs who are eyeing you to see how lewd and seductive my wife is..."
To balance their careers and a normal life together, they now live on the top floor of a high-rise commercial building. The living room's floor-to-ceiling windows face a bustling street, and below are business elites working overtime. Naturally, some of these people have noticed them and are quite interested. Xu Qi, with his personality, is unlikely to notice these things, but Si Qiang, with her cunning, has long been consumed by jealousy and wishes she could kick the women out the moment they flirted with them. Of course, because of Xu Qi, he can only put on a stern face to deter them. Of course, there are also persistent women who require Xu Qi's cooperation. Fortunately, Xu Qi isn't completely oblivious; he still firmly refuses those he should—though it seems to be of little use.
"Stop... talking nonsense!" Xu Qi felt his hair stand on end and struggled to turn his head to refute, "Give me some leeway!"
Si Qiang looked at the man's ashamed and indignant face and smiled silently. Then, he spread her round and perky buttocks apart, thrust his erect penis into her still-open vagina, grabbed the man's chin with one hand and turned him towards the window, revealing a lewd smile to the man's reflection in the glass: "Hehe... Look at yourself now... Who would believe you're not my wife?"
It was just as night was falling, and the contrast between the light outside and inside clearly projected their images onto the French windows. Xu Qi stared blankly at the man before him—the one wearing a pink, erotic apron, his buttocks raised towards the man, a lustful look on his face—was it really him? His face suddenly turned pale, then flushed crimson, his entire body turning a fiery red. He slowly lowered his eyes, pressing his lips tightly together.
"Such an expression...it's almost unbearable." Si Qiang licked her lips, forcefully spreading the man's legs wider with her knees, her left hand reaching for the man's chest, parting the damp fabric, and kneading the increasingly hard nipples. She thrust her lower body forward forcefully, "I'm starting."
Author's Note:
...Why did I exceed the word limit?! I'm not finished yet! I'm going to die!!
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