Then I can safely ejaculate inside you.
"Then I can safely ejaculate inside you."
29.
Lan Jian stopped sobbing.
Her face was streaked with tears, and she felt ashamed.
Because of her stubbornness and pride, the beautiful first time she had imagined so many times was destroyed by her own hands.
She didn't want Chongming to think she was still a virgin, or that nothing had happened between her and Han Li. But she accidentally uttered a statement instead of a rhetorical question.
She was ashamed of her own directness and passion, and resented his enduring patience.
After learning that Chongming was also in the know about Han Li's affair, she was filled with vengeful hostility towards Chongming.
She hated him.
She hated him for suggesting that she "go and have a real relationship" when he knew she liked him.
Who is he to her? What gives him the right to interfere in her love life?
But she also hated herself.
She hated herself for not being able to truly let go of her feelings for him, and hated the exclusivity of love, which made it impossible for her to easily fall in love with others.
She hated herself even more for acting impulsively and obediently listening to him to have a relationship with someone else that never happened.
Meng Lanjian has never been that kind of person.
Almost all of her life decisions were made independently. She possessed an unwavering will to follow her own heart, always trusting only herself and disregarding others.
But just how capable was Chongming? He managed to completely bewilder her, leaving behind a series of confusing and unresolved issues.
Lan Jian's tears flowed more and more, streaming down her face, neck, and collarbone, down to her fair chest.
When Chongming received no response from her, he forcefully turned her face towards him, biting her tongue and pulling it into his mouth to suck on. He kissed her deeply, as if forcing her to succumb and stop crying.
Lan Jian was breathless from his kisses. She put her legs on the mattress and tried to get up to separate their genitals.
Chongming keenly sensed her intention, his hand wrapping around her back and pressing down on her shoulder, shifting her weight back down—
"ah!"
The remaining section of the penis that was still exposed was completely swallowed up by the flower.
Meng Lanjian shook her head helplessly in pain, clenching her fist and pounding it on Chongming's shoulder. She spoke, but her voice was already hoarse, "I don't want to do it anymore, let me go!"
Chongming, seemingly oblivious, supported her buttocks, forcefully grasping her full, tender flesh and lifting her upwards. Meng Lanjian screamed in fright at his action; the feeling of weightlessness forced her to grip Chongming's shoulders to steady her swaying body. Chongming, however, was angry that she had stopped halfway; he was already at the point of no return—
If he can still stop after all this, is he even a man?
He has been abstaining from sex for many years, not that he is impotent.
Thinking of this, Chongming couldn't help but recall Meng Lanjian's previous provocations and seductions. She hadn't acted this way when she had previously clung to him. Chongming felt the passage where he was penetrating her begin to secrete fluid; she wasn't oblivious either. This realization ignited a deeper desire within him, and he reached up to grip her waist, lifting her up and down as she swallowed him.
She was being tossed around by Chongming, her breasts heaving and trembling alluringly. Chongming suddenly stopped, staring at Meng Lanjian, who was radiating seductive charm, and commanded, "Take off your underwear."
His tone was forceful, leaving Lan Jian no room for refusal.
It was as if he would immediately penetrate her and go all the way to the bottom if she didn't take it off on her own initiative.
Meng Lanjian bit her lip and slowly put her hands behind her back. His hands were still on her slender waist, holding her and preventing her from falling down.
His nimble fingers reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, because they were controlling her slender waist.
As I looked closer, her full, round breasts were revealed, gradually revealing their last vestige of concealment. Her snow-white flesh gleamed with a shimmering luster, and a bright red pomegranate seed perched in the center of her pale pink areola…
Suddenly, my view was completely blocked.
It is Menglanjian.
She suddenly threw the bra at Chongming's eyes, who were admiring her beautiful breasts.
Caught off guard, Chongming was able to break free from his grasp.
The throbbing phallus left the flower path, hot and hard, exposed to the air. Meng Lanjian frantically tried to climb off the bed, using both hands and feet.
Chongming ripped off the underwear she had thrown at his face, his eyes narrowing dangerously. He saw two handprints he had left on her fair buttocks, one on each side, and her bright red, parted lips, facing him, receding further and further away.
Provocative and arrogant, just like Meng Lanjian himself.
Chongming leaned forward and suddenly reached out to grab Meng Lanjian's slender ankle.
Meng Lanjian tried to struggle, swinging her ankle and growling, "Let me go!"
Chongming grabbed her leg and pulled her back hard, forcing her to lie face down on the bed, one hand still tightly gripping the bed sheet, struggling with him.
“Meng Lanjian,” he began to call her by her full name again, his voice dangerous and seductive, “what makes you think that I will let you off so easily after you’ve provoked me?”
As soon as he finished speaking, he used his other hand to hold his genitals and thrust straight into her deep, secluded flower path.
"ah!!!"
The feeling of being penetrated from behind was too stimulating.
This deep position is even more indescribable than the cowgirl position.
Meng Lanjian was only hit hard from behind, and her seductive flesh instantly gushed out a stream of love fluid as she squeezed him.
Chongming's chest, pressing against her back, trembled slightly. He chuckled lightly, "Don't you like it?"
"You're talking nonsense!" Meng Lanjian was so weak from his penetration that she reached back weakly and pushed against his lower abdomen with a sob in her voice. "Get out."
Her beautiful face turned to look at him seductively. The more she cried, the more primal Chongming became, pressing down on her and thrusting into her heavily.
Her actions of pushing him away were nothing to fear.
Chongming freed his hand from his penis and, without holding back, plunged the entire length into her body. He grabbed her and pushed against his lower abdomen, naively thinking that this would prevent him from going any deeper, and began to thrust vigorously.
The harder the thrusting, the more abundant the love fluid within Lan Jian's body became.
His lubricated penis pounded against her like a fish in water, forcing her waist to arch and her buttocks to stick up as he held her waist, allowing him to thrust into her deepest depths again and again.
"Ugh, you bastard! You forced me!"
Upon hearing the word "forced," Chongming's pent-up anger flared even more fiercely. He thrust into Meng Lanjian's body with even greater force, as if possessed. Her entire body trembled from his impact, and she kept moving forward. The arm gripping the bedsheet, which had been holding onto the edge, was now bent at the side of her face—her entire face was already pressed against the edge of the bed, and if she moved any further forward, she would fall off.
As if sensing something, Chongming forcefully pulled the person backward.
"ah!"
Meng Lanjian was pulled back and pressed down, and he penetrated her, causing her to spit out a lot of water.
The bed sheets were soaked through from the water.
Even the sheets that my fingers had gripped left damp marks from my sweaty palms.
She shook her head desperately in shame, "Stop inserting it, Chongming... Waaah, I don't want it anymore!"
"Didn't you say I forced you?" Chongming, who had been ignoring her cries and pleas for mercy, suddenly spoke up, "Didn't you call me a bastard?"
"I won't miss any of the things that a bastard should do."
Meng Lanjian finally came to his senses, realizing just how much trouble he had caused.
disaster.
Why provoke him in bed of all times?
He had held back the previous times, so I thought he was a reserved and patient person.
But by this point, he had completely lost all his composure and was nothing more than a lustful beast.
The rear-entry position was so deep that Meng Lanjian climaxed twice, pouring his fluids onto Chongming's tip and shaft. He endured the first time, but finally couldn't hold back any longer before the second.
After all, the fact that he was able to endure until now was largely thanks to his patience.
His lower back began to feel increasingly numb, and Chongming began to lie down, grabbing Lan Jian's two soft breasts and wantonly fondling them.
He heard Lan Jian sobbing uncontrollably—his intention was to tell her to stop crying.
But it made her cry so miserably.
Chongming held Lanjian's earlobe in his mouth, trying to make her turn around and look at him. Lanjian was in the throes of pleasure and didn't understand his intentions at all. She felt herself about to climax again, and Chongming was squeezing her breasts hard in his palms. She twisted her waist, trying to escape his endless thrusting.
"Lanjian, turn around."
Chongming whispered in her ear.
Lan Jian ignored him, burying her head against the sheets, her shoulders heaving. Then her head was forcefully pulled back up, and his persistent tongue probed into her mouth.
"Hmm..."
He suddenly stopped, and she bit him so hard he could barely move. He forced himself back a few steps, and then, amidst her frequent flinching, he thrust himself deep inside her.
"Ah, ah!"
The gushing water and the violently gushing semen mingled inside her body.
One, two, three times, and she trembled as her climax ended.
But he continued to press against her there, four, five, six strands.
"Um……"
Chongming let out a long, satisfying sigh.
He nestled in her warm nest, savoring the lingering afterglow of her orgasm as she still trembled.
An intense tingling sensation spread throughout the entire body.
After catching his breath for a long time, Chongming slowly withdrew from Lanjian's body.
He turned her over. Her face was flushed, and she kept her eyes closed, refusing to look at him. Her lips, which were swollen and red from being bitten, were parted, and she was breathing heavily.
Chongming scooped her up, pulled her into his arms, and gently stroked her smooth back to help her catch her breath.
Meng Lanjian no longer had the strength to cry.
She was completely limp in his arms, offering no resistance and letting him do as he pleased.
He took a tissue and wiped away the white fluid that was overflowing from her vulva, as well as the continuous flow of clear juice.
He quietly and meticulously wiped her for a while, even cleaning the water from between her buttocks, before asking her, "You just ejaculated inside me, did it feel okay?"
Lan Jian felt like she was hearing a fairy tale when he said such bluntly. "Are you afraid I'll get pregnant? Don't worry, today is a very safe period for me. I will definitely have my period within three days."
"What do I have to be afraid of?" Chongming turned the person in front of him. "We are a legally married couple. If you don't want to get pregnant, I'll buy you the pills. If you do want to..."
"You're dreaming!" Lan Jian interrupted her. "You think you can get me to have your child after just one time? Do you think you're some kind of sharpshooter?"
Chongming was amused by her words; this Meng Lanjian loved to be fierce and aggressive!
He pushed her down again, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Since you're in your safe period, I'm not worried about not wearing a condom."
Meng Lanjian stared in horror at Chongming's increasingly intense gaze. As he thrust into her again, she heard his deep, resonant voice, like the whisper of a demon—
"Then I can safely ejaculate inside you."
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