Chen Jiashu’s legs trembled. Dazed and happy, a pair of puckered bre*sts was pinched in the teenager’s long, strong hands. The tawdry n*pples peeked out from between his fingers. The n*pple buds hardened and rose to a striking red, like two red plums on a white snowy peak, pushed up by the swelling lust.
Chen Du took the flower in his hand and pinched her sensitive, hard n*pples, his fingers pressing and grinding. The thin calluses on his fingers rubbed her ar*olas in circles, again and again, scraping and tickling her n*pples. Chen Jiashu was so sore and so happy that her body went limp, with intermittent little moans escaping from her glued-together lips.
“Come in, come in, Chen Du,” Chen Jiashu said, her cheeks flushed with desire. Her tender white arms circled Chen Du’s neck. Her thin legs hung from his arms and her toes rubbed eagerly against his back.
The words were almost exactly the same as in the dream that day. She was hanging on to him, her face glowing white and red. Her voice was like a delicate spring, asking him to penetrate and f*ck her.
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His desire-ridden d*ck was pressing against the mouth of her hole, and the flesh of her outer lips opened and closed, contracting around his d*ck. The moment he was about to enter, Chen Jiashu reached out and took hold of his d*ck.
“Do you have a condom?”
She raised her eyes. Her entire face was drenched in lust, but her eyes were clear.
She set the test at the last hurdle.
“Yes.” Chen Du froze, pulling a box of Bi I Yu Tao [1] from the bag hanging on the wall.
He’d bought it today after losing out on a condom last night.
“Heh, and you know to buy ultra-thin ones.” Chen Jiashu laughed lightly, releasing her grip on his sex organ. She took the box and unwrapped it, a condom pinched between her two fingers, “Do you know how to put it on?”
Chen Du nodded.
Chen Jiashu bit a slit along her teeth as she took the squared-off package of the condom. Her lips flushed red as she held the open condom in her mouth and raised her chin to Chen Du, “Well, wear it.”
Chen Du’s poised thrust was interrupted, and he lurched, gasping for breath as he looked at her.
She must have set out to torment him at this juncture.
“What are you looking at me for? You just forgot to put it on yourself and you want me to remind you. Oh, do you want to c*m inside without a condom?”
Chen Jiashu glanced at him, holding the condom in her mouth. Her speech was slurred as if she hadn’t woken up from bed.
Chen Du had indeed forgotten, and he was so weak at her words that he looked down and used his mouth to remove the condom from her lips. He took the condom out, squeezing the air out of the tube and stroking the rubber ring down over the glans, according to the method in the demonstration video he had seen earlier.
The largest size of the condom was still a little tight on his lower body, so maybe next time he should change to a European or American brand. With the condom in place, Chen Du held her waist and pushed up, penetrating halfway.
The hole was slippery, and the plumb, tender meat was spread open by the thick sex organ. It was stretched into a thin circle, firmly stuck around his d*ck. The tawdry red flesh was turned out, biting the body of the column with nectar seeping out.
The front was so obstructed that it was impossible to squeeze more in.
“Mmmmmm,” Chen Jiashu clamped her legs and shrank upwards, biting her fingers to keep herself from moaning.
It was as if he had already pounded into the deepest part, but Chen Du was only about halfway in. Most of his d*ck was still blocked outside. He even began to wonder if his fingers had been in there just now. He had clearly opened her up, so how could it be so tight again?
It was as if her vagina had no memory. It was forever fresh and tight, forever cold, as unmemorable and heartless as she herself.
“Chen Jiashu,” he swallowed, his voice trembling slightly, “don’t you regret it.”
“I never regret it.” Chen Jiashu lifted her eyes to look at him as she twisted her waist, took his tip, and sat down.
“It’s so good, ah, no matter how deep it is,” she murmured softly, her eyes misty with emotion.
Chen Du was busy steadying her hips, “Don’t move! Be careful of falling!”
Chen Jiashu’s buttocks shook along with her back as he slapped them, and her watery eyes glared at him. She deliberately twisted her waist even harder.
“Then f*ck me on the floor, f*ck me to death.”
“Okay, then I’ll f*ck you to death.” Chen Du’s eyes glowed red as he pinned her against the wall. He stripped off her clothes, pushed her legs up onto his shoulders, and penetrated viciously from the bottom up.
Chen Jiashu’s body was bent at an incredible angle. She could see her private parts even as she lowered her eyes. She was filled to the brim with the phallic root, her flat belly bulging with a shocking depth.
She didn’t feel any pain, just swelling. Her tender p*ssy, untouched by real human experience, was eating d*ck for the first time. She contracted and spasmed, almost bursting with soreness. A tingling current coursed through her body, and she clung to Chen Du, her toes curling together.
Chen Du found it unbelievable that there could be such a pleasurable place in the world. He soaked in the warm water, soft and tight like a wet, warm vacuum sleeve. A tender mouth sucked at him, making his back and eyes tingle and his forehead veins jump.
“Hiss! Don’t clench so tight!”
Chen Du slapped her ass a little heavily, stimulating the flesh of her p*ssy to shiver again. It was wrapped up in layers and wrapped around him, making his scalp numb. He almost dropped his guard and came on the spot.
He took a deep breath and pushed down his desire to c*m, pinching Chen Jiashu’s waist and spreading her wide open.
The young man’s strong arms were like an iron grip around her, and Chen Jiashu was unable to move at all as he thrust and rammed into her in an uncontrolled manner. Chen Du pressed his head in. The thick pestle pounded wildly in and out of her, the watery juices spurted out of her p*ssy, and the tender flesh of her p*ssy being f*cked in and out flopped out pitifully.
Chen Jiashu was biting at Chen Du’s shirt. Her eyes were mesmerised, shaking her head wildly.
What did she mean by shaking her head? Too light?
Chen Du narrowed his eyes and looked down at her, his lower body thrusting upwards again.
Chen Jiashu’s eyes instantly turned red at this thrust. The thick and terrifying d*ck pressed against her uterus, her p*ssy exploding with soreness.
Chen Du didn’t give her time to buffer, f*cking her harder. The huge blade of flesh almost burst the thin opening of her womb as he held her easily in one hand. His right hand rubbed her cl*t, pressing the engorged, bursting red bead of flesh. He pinched it and gently tugged at the flesh.
“Oh, shit,” Chen Jiashu shuddered as waves of insane pleasure hit her. She saw white before her eyes. Her eyes were red with two clear watermarks on her face as she was f*cked to tears.
Chen Jiashu came, biting her lip and whimpering. Her long, drooping eyelashes shook uncontrollably, like two fluttering, vibrating butterflies. Her entire body flushed a fine pink. Her p*ssy jutted and throbbed, and her little hole contracted as a jet of water shot out of her sl*tty red flesh.
“Uh-uh.”
She squ*rted, more fiercely than the last time. The sweet, lusty water clattered down and gathered in a puddle on the floor as if it was incontinence.
“Squ*rting so soon?” Like a beast on the attack, Chen Du thrust without a gap, watching her squ*rt with lust and org*sm at his crotch.
The feeling was addictive. He was unable to stop. He wanted to keep thrusting in and out and f*ck her all the time. This demon… he was completely out of his mind. Chen Jiashu was driving him crazy.
The sudden sound of a phone call startled both of them.
It was Wen Yun’s exclusive ringtone.
Chen Du’s eyes were horrified, as if he had been struck from the back of the head. He was caught off guard and ej*culated with a muffled grunt.
Chen Jiashu wondered why even a phone call could scare the sh*t out of him. Chen Du held her with one hand and went for his phone in his coat pocket on the wall with the other, gasping for breath. In a few short seconds, his breath had returned to calm by the time he slid on the call button and held the phone up to his ear.
He opened his mouth and shouted into the receiver, “Mom.”
“Why didn’t you tell your mum when your coach had something to do and you weren’t going to class? Did you go home?” Wen Yun’s soft voice was concerned about Chen Du’s situation.
“I forgot. It wasn’t a big deal, so I didn’t tell you. Well, I’m still at the mall.”
Chen Jiashu’s two long legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. The two balls of luscious, soft bre*sts rubbed against him, sucking and clenching below, deliberately harming him.
She was naturally y-knuckled [2], so she spread her legs to hook him. His lower body awoke quickly, raising its head again. The d*ck nestled in her pink p*ssy throbbed with fury, and a flood of pleasure rushed up from his crotch to his head.
Chen Du looked up at the ceiling, his mother’s voice gentle in the earpiece, but like a potent drug to aid his arousal. He clung to Chen Jiashu with deadly and dangerous pleasure, his neck dripping with sweat. His veins were engorged with blood, and his jaw muscles twitched slightly in excitement.
Chen Jiashu bit her lip, her head swaying. Her hair was scattered across her chest, and the two red pistils poked out from the snowy peaks between her black hair. She was shaking in waves, and her face was full of tears. She was crying and laughing.
“I was reading the book Lao She’s “Teahouse” in the bookstore. The teacher arranged to read and write it, so I couldn’t return. I made an appointment with my classmates to play basketball in the afternoon and ate outside at noon.”
Chen Du looked at Chen Jiashu, shoved his lower body in slowly, and said into the microphone, “I don’t know. She should have also asked her classmates to go play somewhere. Hmm, okay, I will pay attention, mum. Bye.”
After hanging up the call and putting the phone back in his shirt pocket, he braced both of her legs again, and his hideously hard, fiery whip slammed heavily into her sl*tty red flopping core, poking it to the deepest part and ramming her like a pile driver.
Chen Jia Shu was so well f*cked that her eyes rolled up and she couldn’t utter a single moan. One orgasm after another, and her lower body was going to be worn out. Her mouth was being held in Chen Du’s mouth, and she wept silently, finally paying the price for the fire she had just played with.
[1] It is a popular brand of condom in China.
[2] A y-knuckle is a joint that can open all the way out if you loosen the screw.
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Are they not still in a public changing room?
Haha, yes… yes they are. 🥲