055 | (Fifty-four) Afterwards, tie them up and fuck them HH
"I...no." Xie Qingyan's face was flushed, and her tightly clenched teeth couldn't stop her panting. The breaths playfully escaped from her lips, mumbling incoherently.
"Nothing? Didn't the kitten molest its owner?" A slap landed casually, the plump, snowy flesh swaying in the air, the milk tofu rippling.
Xie Qingyan trembled with pleasure, letting out a soft moan as his consciousness drifted into a hazy state. In his dazed state, he heard him chuckle lightly: "Or is it that the kitten isn't wagging her breasts to seduce people?"
Damn it, it's obvious that her breasts are swaying because they've been patted.
The culprit even turned around and blamed the victim…
"Ugh." All her strength was gone, her limbs were weak, and only her mouth stubbornly resisted, uttering stubborn and defiant syllables.
"Shut up..."
Unfortunately, the last syllable was soft and light, like a gust of wind blowing dandelion seeds, the fluffy seeds flying past his ears and tickling the back of his ears.
People made of water, their eyes are damp and tinged with the red of maple leaves, a beauty they are unaware of.
Su Xingmao's heart burned like fire, his throat was parched. A dandelion burrowed into his ear, leaving a seed in his mind. It absorbed nutrients, took root, sprouted, and quickly blossomed into a new flower.
Tonight, the window is half-closed, and the mountain breeze sneaks in, blowing away the newly sprouted blossoms, enveloping his calmness and restraint, and scattering them in the wind, never to be seen again.
Boys experiencing sex for the first time often find it difficult to restrain themselves and be patient.
Without much skill, relying only on brute strength, his fingers gripped her waist even tighter, her lower body dripping with moisture, savoring the pleasure of her tight, sucking flesh that wouldn't let go of his genitals, and with each thrust, the rapid invasion stirred up her slippery, alluring flesh.
Bright red and tender, it clung tightly to the penis, biting down relentlessly.
He watched until his breathing became rapid and his lips and tongue felt dry.
Two loud slaps echoed as the breasts were struck.
She let out a deep, satisfying breath, and instinctively twisted her waist, tightening her lower body and biting the penis even harder.
Su Xingmao hissed, bending down to take her nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking it. The silky cream cake entered his mouth, filling it with a sweet fragrance: "Little cat, you're so tight. Do you like having your breasts played with?"
She was too shy to answer, so he pinched her nipple with his teeth and gently pulled it outwards, while his tongue circled around her pink areola.
"Is that so?" he said again, his voice slightly colder than before.
His gaze was dark and brooding, like a thin knife, sharp and angular, gleaming with a cold, clear light. When had the nearly full moon on the mountain stolen into his eyes? Its bright, clear light shone with an icy intensity. He used his gaze instead of his hands to cut into her mind. Xie Qingyan couldn't bear it and could only grit her teeth: "...Yes."
Su Xingmao looked up and slapped her again, neither too hard nor too soft. Her nipple flew up, like a white dove flapping its snow-white feathers, as if about to take flight.
…
"Stop, stop filming, I can't...it hurts so much..."
Her brain was buzzing, and a tiny electric current surged from the back of her head, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.
"The kitten is lying again." He sneered, biting her ear and sucking on it with his tongue. A surge of heat went straight to her ear, making Xie Qingyan feel both tingly and itchy. She heard him chuckle, "Look, you're trembling with pleasure."
A palm strike landed.
The boy's fingers, like snakes, snaked around her neck, pinching her jawbone with two fingers, forcing Xie Qingyan to look down.
Look at her breasts, which have been played with until they are red. The nipples have been sucked into a bright vermilion color, and there are light-colored teeth marks and a ring of light red palm marks on the nipples.
The lewd images were too much for her to process. Her sluggish mind refused to process them. Xie Qingyan's eyelashes fluttered, her face burned like a pomegranate flower, her lower abdomen flared up, and her vaginal muscles tightened more and more, producing even more abundant fluid.
It has become a disaster.
He gasped for breath, squeezed between the legs: "Ah. Is the kitten... enjoying the view?"
"So sexy."
He smiled calmly.
"Do you like these marks? How about we tie the kitten up with a rope and fuck it from now on? Let the deep red rope marks show their owner, okay?"
Why can you say something like that in a polite, questioning tone?
Xie Qingyan was incredulous. She wanted to scream that something was wrong, but…
The boy flicked the nipple with his finger again, pinched a tooth mark, and rubbed it lightly with his finger bone, making the delicate white flesh even redder.
"Hmm? You wanton little kitten, why are you getting more and more excited as you talk about it?"
With two fingers together, it fell lightly with a snap.
He scoffed, "It's clamped so tightly."
"Your pussy is spitting water again, what should I do? My dick is completely submerged."
Her tone was calm and indifferent, and the words she used were even more absurd and erotic than before. She had never heard these obscene words, which she had only seen in comics, in person.
Each word felt like a needle piercing my temple.
It washed away her already limited rationality.
Xie Qingyan should have been disgusted and annoyed by Su Xingmao's filthy and vulgar words, and should have shouted at him to shut up. Why did he feel a tingling and weak sensation in his tailbone?
How could this be...?
She's probably gone mad.
Otherwise, how could I feel... shamefully good just by listening, and not be able to fantasize about the place described by Su Xingmao... would I really tie her up and fuck her?
Wouldn't that mean being at his mercy, with no power to resist?
Xie Qingyan bit her lip, not daring to think any further. A more intense electric current swept over her body, and the overwhelming pleasure made her dizzy. Her lips moved murmured, but she no longer knew what she was answering.
Their pubic bones pressed together, creating layers of white, sticky foam at the boy's strong waist and abdomen.
The wind blowing in through the window, having traversed mountains and rivers, returned to Lingquan Mountain once more. A voice called out across the entire mountainside, its echo resounding, calling his name: "Su Xing Mao... Su Xing Mao..."
He should be allowed to fall into ruin, to fall into ruin.
To succumb to desire.
Su Xingmao looked down and saw Xie Qingyan sobbing softly, her voice hoarse with sobs. It turned out that he had been too reckless in his moment of distraction and had not been able to control his strength, causing her to cry and shout, "Slow down!"
He softened, slowing his pace, and lifted her soft, juicy buttocks with his hands, holding her legs high on his shoulders. His glans withdrew from deep inside, the rounded tip gently grinding against her flesh, pressing against the spot where she trembled most violently, rubbing softly, little by little, asking her, "Is this okay?"
While asking questions, he continued his actions, thrusting his penis in harder and harder each time it withdrew an inch.
The gentle breeze and drizzle turned into a raging storm.
Xie Qingyan's body trembled like a small boat tossed about by waves, crashing against it with immense force, crumbling at the slightest touch. His words came out in broken sentences, a soft, low murmur: "No, don't, don't rub there—"
"The kitten's voice is so soft." He maliciously pretended to be deaf and mute, deliberately misinterpreting her words, "You mean you want to go faster, right?"
After speaking, he grabbed her legs with both hands and slammed them against the slightly protruding soft flesh inside. The full, swollen scrotum slammed against her buttocks, mixed with the sound of flowing water, vulgar and loud.
In the final act, the genitals roughly penetrated to the core of her flower, thrusting and poking at that delicate, tender flesh with bold strokes.
"Great, you ate it all." The shape of her rounded genitals protruded from the girl's flat stomach. As the penis withdrew and penetrated deeper, a columnar shape bulged abruptly below her navel, appearing and disappearing intermittently. "Want me to fuck you harder?"
"No...no more..." Unable to bear it any longer, Xie Qingyan's eyes glazed over, her vision blurred like static on a television screen, followed by a ringing in her ears.
An uncontrollable pleasure surges forth like a torrent.
"Ah, ah..." Xie Qingyan seemed to have been struck by lightning, his whole body convulsing and spasming. His anus tightened and a large gush of water gushed out, splashing his abdominal muscles with a wet and shiny appearance, as if they had been brushed with honey juice.
The climax came unexpectedly.
It's not just refreshing, but also a very brief moment of panic, like being choked by the Grim Reaper's scythe, with claws gripping your head. Your soul is instantly pulled away from your body, and your body becomes a resilient spring, bouncing high and then falling.
In an instant, a weightless emptiness assaulted every nerve. She reached the highest point of the pendulum ride, a cold wind whistling across her face, about to swing back.
For a moment, it was as if she could look down on herself from afar.
"Hoo..." Xie Qingyan's toes curled and then relaxed, his hands like creeping vines. When he was flying in the air, he always wanted to grab onto something to seek a sense of security.
His warm, gentle body held hers, his five long, slender fingers interlocking with her palm.
His fingers gently yet firmly gripped Xie Qingyan's hand, his strong arms pulling her up and drawing her into his embrace. His palm stroked down her soft hair, patted her shoulder lightly, and soothed her gently, "Little kitten had an orgasm, so amazing."
Xie Qingyan leaned against him, her heartbeat slowed by half a beat, her tense body softened, and her hardened heart melted in an instant.
She used a little force to wrap herself around his arm like a vine.
Incredible.
Hearing Su Xingmao's heartbeat gradually change from steady to erratic and rapid, Xie Qingyan felt a sense of peace.
...
Seeing that Xie Qingyan had exhausted her strength and reached the top of the cloud, Su Xingmao still did not let her go, so he had to slow down his throbbing and slowly thrust back and forth.
The pleasure lingered, and Xie Qingyan felt weak and limp, even her fingers were trembling, her lips were chattering, and she was swaying up and down like a willow leaf in the wind, her chest heaving and panting heavily.
His black hair turned into mist in the night, sticking to his cheeks, and he was drenched in sweat.
"Is it comfortable?" he asked softly.
With glistening tears in his eyes, Xie Qingyan was in a daze, as if waking up from a drunken stupor, his face flushed and his mind wandering.
His eyes were unfocused, and it took a long time for them to focus on his face.
She frowned. Why did he still have that aloof and indifferent facade?
His eyes are just a little darker.
Beneath the verdant hills, a layer of red sunset glow rises.
Su Xingmao's bold use of words in bed was quite different from his usual taciturn nature, but his appearance did not change much. You could still find a hint of detachment and indifference in the corners of his eyes and brows, and his eyes still carried a coldness like a mist.
He was making love with her, but it seemed that only she was unable to extricate herself, while he remained detached from the world and looked down upon her.
On what grounds?
Xie Qingyan was furious and wanted to drag him down from the Jade Terrace Moon Pavilion as well.
Still lingering in the afterglow of pleasure, she bit his lip with her sharp teeth. Her competitive spirit reached its peak, and with a fierce look on her face, she retorted, "Did you enjoy it?"
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