Chapter Twelve
Tengzhi felt that all of this was too unfamiliar.
The small room, bathed in varying shades of light from the outside lights, felt very unfamiliar.
The irregularly shaped ceiling light looked unfamiliar.
The overly soft and unsupportive mattress beneath me felt unfamiliar.
The bedding, with its somewhat rough fabric, looked unfamiliar.
The sex process was completely different from usual, and it felt very unfamiliar.
The man who was buried between her legs and licking her vulva was a complete stranger.
The whirring, sometimes rapid, sometimes slow moans that escaped her lips sounded unfamiliar.
What was most unfamiliar was her own physiological reaction.
She was incredibly sensitive; she was aroused by Ye Yin's kiss in the living room, her vagina opening and her body throbbing with desire.
Tengzhi breathed a sigh of relief when her underwear was pulled aside, because it was so wet and uncomfortable against her skin.
But the next second she heard Ye Yin laugh maliciously in her ear, teasing, "Wow, the streets are flooded."
The sound was muffled; the word "street" sounded very similar to the sound of "hi."
Teng Zhi didn't know if his words had a double meaning, or if she simply found everything she heard tonight to be erotic.
In her sexual encounters with Li Tiancheng, foreplay took up very little time. During their courtship and honeymoon, Li Tiancheng was happy to serve her and the caresses would last a little longer, but rarely did foreplay alone take half an hour, like Ye Yin's.
He clearly seems like the kind of person who has very little patience.
Ye Yin lingered on her chest for a long time, licking her breasts until they were glistening with moisture. With a blast of air, the nipples stood up automatically without him having to rub or tease them.
The way of caressing was different from before and unfamiliar.
His fingertips lightly and quickly brushed across the soft flesh of her waist, like the wings of a waterbird parting the calm surface of a lake, creating ripples.
The itch turned into an uncontrollable pleasure. Ye Yin lightly tapped and swept a few times, and she was already trembling and shaking her hips. Her little hole swallowed air and exhaled sticky, slightly cool spring water.
When Ye Yin scraped away the love fluid that had dripped down her crotch and asked her, "Why is there so much water?" Teng Zhi shamelessly replied that she "always has this much water."
Actually, no, she's not the type to be easily moved by emotions.
Especially in recent years, she felt her sexual desire had plummeted. As long as Li Tiancheng didn't ask, she could go a month or two without thinking about it.
Or rather, she didn't like the sex routine she had with Li Tiancheng.
If there isn't enough foreplay, she'll get a bit dry, and unfortunately, Li Tiancheng doesn't like lubricant. He'll penetrate her as soon as she's even slightly wet.
It hurts when the expansion isn't enough, but she still has to cooperate with the man's thrusts, moaning and groaning.
Li Tiancheng knew she was slow to warm up, so he let her choose her favorite little toy.
However, the small toys were not used for flirting during the couple's lovemaking; rather, Tengzhi needed to wet herself beforehand each time they made love.
Her body felt completely unfamiliar, and Tengzhi had no idea where the water came from.
They come in waves, one after another, surging endlessly.
Is this the extra pleasure that comes from "stealing food"?
No wonder so many people seek this kind of thrill.
Once, then several times, it slowly became an addiction that couldn't be broken.
So, is it because Li Tiancheng was addicted to this kind of unrestrained pleasure that he cheated on his wife?
Suddenly, her clitoris was sucked hard, causing Tengzhi's tailbone to go numb, and she screamed, "Ah—!"
Startled, she arched her back and fell heavily back down. She tried to pull her fingers together, but couldn't grasp Ye Yin's overly short hair. In her haste, she grabbed his ear and gasped, "Don't do that... you're being too rough..."
Ye Yin propped himself up and wiped the water from his mouth with the back of his hand.
He lowered his eyes slightly, leaving a finger to slowly rub the swollen bud, and asked in a deep voice, "Then why are you spacing out? Hmm? What are you thinking about?"
The room wasn't completely dark; the light and shadows flickered. But Teng Zhi wasn't wearing her glasses, and with tears in her eyes, she couldn't make out Ye Yin's features.
In a hazy state, she vaguely felt that there was actually a black panther in heat between her legs.
The leopard's eyes were sharp as knives, burning with fire even in the dim light, making her tremble all over.
Tengzhi muttered, "I wasn't spacing out, it just feels so unfamiliar..."
Ye Yin's fingers moved downwards, pressing against the small opening he had licked open, his voice even lower: "Do you find me a stranger?"
"No, I've never been licked before, it just feels so unfamiliar..." Teng Zhi swayed her hips, her empty little pussy unconsciously moving towards his fingers, and asked shyly, "Do you like being licked by girls?"
It's no wonder Tengzhi had doubts; in her mind, "licking" was far more intimate than "fucking."
Unless Ye Yin has a particular fetish in this area...
A finger squeezed into the passage, and Ye Yin gently thrust in and out, making soft, wet sounds.
He thought for a moment and said, "No, I don't do this often."
He usually does this for his partner when the emotions are running high.
He was a little out of his mind just now. Teng Zhi was so soft all over. Just a tickle on her waist and spine was enough to make her wetness soak into the sheets.
The opening was a bit tight. After trying it with his fingers a couple of times, he saw her wince in pain, so Ye Yin decided to lick his fingers wet as a lubricant.
As a result, I forgot that my fingertips still had her water on them. I put them in my mouth and, in a moment of impulse, I buried my head down and let her lick them.
"You're so tight... Haven't you done it in a long time?"
Ye Yin slowly expanded his territory, but even a single middle finger was barely enough to move an inch; the flesh inside was soft and wet, biting him again and again.
Tengzhi gasped, "Um... before you 'texted' me, it had been... I don't know how long it had been since we'd done it..."
She was referring to the time when Ye Yin sent the first "anonymous text message".
Ye Yin frowned, cursing Li Tiancheng inwardly for not knowing how lucky he was.
Tengzhi smiled bitterly.
Before the text message, Li Tiancheng was uninterested; after the text message, Teng Zhi found it dirty.
She went for a medical check-up immediately, fearing that she might have inadvertently contracted a disease.
As the pleasure intensified, Tengzhi's moans grew more urgent.
She quickly became unable to speak coherently, stretching out her arms towards the dark mass of figures: "Ye Yin, Ye Yin... come a little closer..."
Ye Yin lay down beside her, his hands still moving: "What's wrong? Want a hug?"
Tengzhi hooked her arm around his neck and tilted her head back to kiss him: "I don't have glasses... You need to get closer so I can see you..."
Ye Yin paused.
He didn't know how much sincerity Teng Zhi had in her words, but he was quite pleased with them.
More and more sand is falling into the hourglass.
Seeing that she was gradually getting used to it, Ye Yin added another finger, and the two thick and long fingers filled her vagina completely.
With each thrust, scrape, and press, the fingers pull out sweet, sticky juices with every withdrawal.
Tengzhi's eyes welled up with tears, her snowy buttocks trembled violently, and she cried out incoherently, "I'm going to be broken by this," her voice as delicate as a spring breeze in March.
Ye Yin's genitals swelled with desire upon hearing this.
He didn't bring any condoms, and it was even less likely that he would bring Tengzhi. This guesthouse was quite regulated; it wasn't a sex shop and didn't provide contraceptives. Fortunately, there was the all-powerful Meituan. Before bringing Tengzhi into the room, he quickly placed an order at the nearest convenience store. The order stated that it would be delivered in half an hour.
Ye Yin had a wicked thought: if the Meituan delivery guy didn't bring the condom soon, he was going to just lay on it without a care in the world.
He managed to hold back, his fingers moving rapidly as he kissed Tengzhi, swallowing her broken murmurs.
The long-drought wheat fields were gradually irrigated until the soil became moist.
Emergence, jointing, heading, flowering, and finally maturity.
When the wind blows, the wheat ears shed their kernels with a rustling sound.
Tengzhi lay on the bed, breathing softly, her chest rising and falling, quietly savoring the afterglow of her orgasm.
The world, which should have been blurry, was slowly enveloped by a warm cloud.
She stretched out her arms and embraced the cloud, and also saw his face clearly.
Ye Yin soothed her still trembling vulva, kissed the corner of her mouth, and suggested, "How about you don't wear your glasses tonight?"
Teng Zhi immediately understood Ye Yin's meaning, her heart softened, and she murmured in agreement, "Okay..."
In this way, she can only see Ye Yin in her world tonight.
Teng Zhi felt comfortable, and she wanted Ye Yin to feel comfortable too.
Perhaps fearing things might go awry, Ye Yin refused to take off his shorts, leaving only his upper body bare, his hips showing a distinct shape. Teng Zhi reached out and touched him, rubbing him a couple of times. Just as she was about to pull down his pants, she heard the video doorbell ring in the entryway.
The electronic music inevitably affected the atmosphere. Ye Yin cursed under his breath and pulled the blanket over Teng Zhi's body: "Wait here."
Two minutes later, he opened the door a crack and took the bag from the deliveryman.
He said "thank you" and slammed the door shut.
Ye Yin opened the convenience store bag and tore and bit off the outer packaging. He thought to himself, "Why am I being so clumsy and impulsive, like a greenhorn?"
He took off his pants as he walked, entered the room, and was halfway into his condom, inexplicably excited like a child: "Chirp chirp—"
"Shh!"
Ye Yin was interrupted and looked at the large bed in confusion.
Tengzhi sat on the bed, the blanket slipped off and piled up like snow around her waist and hips.
The phone screen in her hand was lit, the dim light making the bewilderment on her face impossible to hide.
Ye Yin frowned, walked closer, looked down, and his forehead twitched.
It was a call from my "husband".
Anger welled up inexplicably, and Ye Yin tried to snatch Teng Zhi's phone: "Don't answer it."
Unexpectedly, Teng Zhi avoided the question and shook her head at him, saying, "I want to take it."
Ye Yin's burning desire was suddenly doused with a bucket of ice water, which dampened his spirits. But Teng Zhi's next words suddenly lifted his heart to new heights.
Teng Zhi pointed to the bed, her voice low and hoarse from just having an orgasm: "Lie down, I'll be on top..."
In an instant, Ye Yin felt completely refreshed.
Just thinking about what was going to happen made his penis so hard it was almost wet.
He lay down, raised his chin, and smiled with a roguish air: "Sister, I'll treat you to a 'buffet'."
With his hands behind his head, he looked calm and composed.
Tengzhi made a shushing gesture and straddled his lower abdomen, where a sliver of sexy hair had grown.
This was the first time she had done something so contrary to traditional ethics and morality, and her heart was pounding in her throat. She steadied herself and answered the phone: "Hello...husband."
Li Tiancheng on the other end was clearly getting impatient: "What are you doing? It took you so long to answer."
"I was taking a shower, and I just turned off the shower when the phone rang..."
Teng Zhi knelt up, holding her phone in one hand and reaching down with the other to grasp the silent, howling, ferocious beast.
Through the film, the texture is just so-so, and there's some lubricant.
She didn't care about anything else and quickly found the right spot.
He pressed the knife against his most vulnerable spot.
The blade had only penetrated one end of the tip, but Tengzhi already felt extremely sore and swollen.
She looked down at Ye Yin, whose face was hidden in the dim light, and she could not see his features clearly. She could only vaguely sense that he had put away his playful smile.
Even my thigh muscles were tense, hot and hard.
Teng Zhi slowly sat down and asked, "What did you do today? I called you this afternoon, were you busy then?"
His wife's voice trembled slightly, but Li Tiancheng couldn't tell and replied perfunctorily, "Yes, I was busy at the company all day."
Tengzhi asked, "Oh, thank you for your hard work. What did you eat tonight? Did you order takeout from the office?"
Li Tiancheng's voice was a little muffled: "Um, um, yes, I ordered takeout."
After swallowing half of the enormous thing, Tengzhi's legs went weak, and she braced herself on Ye Yin's firm abdominal muscles.
She sighed and weakly raised the corners of her mouth.
It was a disheartened smile.
The room was quiet, but the cell phone was ringing loudly, and Ye Yin could roughly hear their conversation.
That smile also caught Ye Yin's eye.
He had to grit his teeth until they ached to restrain his impulse and stop grabbing Tengzhi by the waist and charging recklessly.
Let Li Tiancheng know that Teng Zhi is "busy" and you shouldn't bother her.
Tengzhi chatted casually with her husband as if nothing had happened, while taking deep breaths and swallowing the sharp blade inch by inch.
The knife was sheathed, its tip pointing directly at the delicate rose in the secret garden.
They came with overwhelming force, determined to extract nectar from the flower's heart and not stop until the petals were stained with blood.
Once they were both seated, they both let out a silent sigh. Only then did Teng Zhi ask Li Tiancheng, "Do you know what I did today?"
Meanwhile, hearing the water stop running in the bathroom, Li Tiancheng became distracted: "You? Didn't you post on your WeChat Moments, about going to class and then eating at some newly opened restaurant..."
Tengzhi began to sway her hips and waist, but the movements were small and she wasn't particularly skilled at it.
Just by gently rubbing against her like this, she felt very comfortable, and every bit of the bitter, dry land could be soothed.
With her eyes closed, her expression a half-smile, and her voice devoid of emotion, she said, "Hmm, that restaurant was delicious."
————Author's ramblings————
Two points to explain to Baozi who is not from a Cantonese-speaking area:
1. "嗨" = "小屄" (little pussy), pronounced "hai" like in Mandarin; "街" is pronounced "gai" (don't deduct money for the pun).
2. Green-headed boy = virgin
This weekend has been too busy, and I probably won't be able to update tomorrow either, so I'll increase the word count of this chapter a bit, making it almost two chapters. Have a great weekend.
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