Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Glory and Troubles of a Petty Thug

The nurse, watching the two engaged in their inappropriate activity on the bed, twitched her lips,
clenched her right fist tightly, took a deep breath, and strode to the bedside.
Li Yi's mouth gaped open, unsure how to explain.
Leng Yan turned to look at the newcomer, still straddling him, her hands pressed against her lower abdomen, her shapely buttocks moving rapidly up and down
. Seemingly unchanged, Li Yi could feel that her tender, moist vulva was clenching even tighter.
He enjoyed the tightness of her virgin vulva while admiring the nurse's alluring uniform.
A snow-white nurse's uniform, milky-white pantyhose, and white low-heeled shoes. Slender figure,
curvaceous, her breasts taut beneath the uniform, almost bursting forth. A pretty oval face, delicate features, and captivating phoenix eyes; a small mole at the corner of her right eye added a touch 　　of allure
to her innocent appearance . 　　Riding on Li Yi's back, Leng Yan wore a black sleeveless dress, with only 　　white sneakers on her feet. 　　The two beauties, one in white and one in black, one large and one small, provided Li Yi with endless visual enjoyment. He even began to 　　fantasize about the angel in white before him. 　　The nurse looked down at the place where the two were entwined; with each rise and fall, the black skirt fluttered, vaguely revealing her 　　snow-white, pert buttocks and the thick, erect penis that was partially visible inside her vagina. 　　Leng Yan, her small mouth slightly open and panting, also turned her head to look. The two women, their eyes locked, both expressionless 　　, one with a flushed face and panting softly, the other pale and gritting her teeth. 　　The nurse closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them and said coldly, "Time to take your temperature." 　　Li Yi had no time for such trivial matters and could only manage a wry smile, "Sister, I'm just injured in a fight 　　, I don't have a fever. You don't need to take my temperature every few hours." 　　The nurse waved the thermometer in her hand. 　　"Just take it when I tell you to. Why all the fuss? By the time we find out you have a fever, you might already be 　　burning up." 　　As she spoke, she lifted his arm, casually shoved the thermometer inside, and turned to write in her notebook in 　　the ward round log. 　　... 　　What kind of hospital is this? The nurses are so fierce. 　　... 　　But I should admire Leng Yan even more. As a virgin, she could brazenly and boldly have sex in front of another beautiful woman 　　, even in a female-dominated position like riding. And without blushing or 　　even a racing heart. What kind of composure does that take? 　　It was late autumn, but the ward wasn't heated. While not exactly cold, it wasn't warm either. 　　Leng Yan was drenched in sweat; her forehead, cheeks, neck, and cleavage were all covered in beads of perspiration. 　　Making love was physically demanding, and Li Yi felt a pang of sympathy. He wanted to pin her down and do the work for her, but his body was 　　too weak to move. He could only watch helplessly as she rose and fell, galloping across him like a knight. 　　"Tired?" 　　Leng Yan didn't answer, only nodded. One side of her sleeveless dress slipped down with each rise and fall 　　, revealing a glimpse of her rounded, pink shoulder, adding a touch of girlish 　　fragility to this otherwise cool and sharp beauty. 　　The nurse beside her continued writing her report, occasionally glancing at her watch on the inside of her wrist. Five minutes passed peacefully 　　. The nurse turned and said, "Bring out the thermometer." 　　Li Yi chuckled and gently lifted his bandaged arm. "Thanks, sister." 　　The nurse took out the thermometer, glanced at it in the sunlight, and said, "42.5 degrees." 　　42.5 degrees? 　　"Sister, you've got it wrong. How could I have 42.5 degrees?" 　　The nurse calmly put the thermometer away. "You're burning with lust, and your fever won't go down. Prepare 　　for the worst." With that, she turned to open the ward door, slamming it shut behind her. 　　Finally, after she left, Li Yi let out a long sigh of relief. Just as he was about to close his eyes and enjoy 　　the warmth of her tender opening, Leng Yan suddenly stopped, leaning forward, her soft breasts pressing against his lower abdomen 　　, her pretty face gently against his chest. 　　Although she was very light, it still hurt a little, but Li Yi endured it. 　　The ward was quiet. The two lay there for ten minutes without speaking. 　　"I can hear your heartbeat." 　　"Huh?" Li Yi was taken aback. 　　"I can hear mine too." 　　Leng Yan's tone was calm, but not as cold as usual. Li Yi endured the excruciating pain, raised his arms 　　, and gently pulled her into his embrace. But before he could enjoy the tenderness for even a moment, she suddenly sat up, her 　　beautiful eyes wide open, staring intently at Li Yi. 　　"What's wrong?" Li Yi was completely bewildered. This woman was always acting strangely; guessing 　　what she was thinking was harder than guessing lottery numbers. Leng Yan gently closed her eyes, placed her hands on Li Yi's lower abdomen, took a deep breath, and 　　slowly lifted her 　　pert, shapely buttocks . 　　The engorged penis withdrew from the layers of fleshy folds of the vaginal canal. The friction, the feeling of fullness 　　, was unbearable not only for Leng Yan, a novice, but even for Li Yi, a seasoned veteran, who had to hold 　　his breath, lest he accidentally ejaculate. 　　The vaginal opening gradually lifted, leaving only the large glans remaining inside, tightly bound by the delicate petals 　　. Leng Yan, as if urinating, half-squatted, her white, tender buttocks exposed beneath her black skirt 　　. 　　This stalemate lasted for about half a minute. Suddenly, Leng Yan plummeted downwards with tremendous force, the erect 　　penis swiftly piercing through the tightly closed flesh, slamming into her tender clitoris like a striking bell. 　　Leng Yan felt a dent in her delicate uterus, and could even clearly feel the round 　　shape of the glans. She frowned, letting out a painful groan. 　　A woman's strength is naturally no match for a man's, which is why he dislikes the female-dominated riding position.

He didn't like that position because it didn't give him a sense of accomplishment or power. But he hadn't expected this cold girl to know this trick,
using the force of her falling body to achieve a powerful, masculine pleasure.
He felt the inside of her vagina was wet and warm, layers of tender flesh tightly binding his penis, the tightness almost unimaginable. His glans felt like
it had entered a magical place, soft and warm, like a ball of cotton, or a silken
quilt. Her cervix was tightly bound, like a carp's mouth, constantly sucking his glans inward.
Li Yi frowned, holding his breath, his hands gripping the sheets tightly.
Beads of sweat appeared on Leng Yan's fair forehead, her face contorted in pain, as if she were enduring immense torment.
After a slight adjustment, she lifted her vagina again, and her clitoris naturally left his glans. Leng Yan couldn't help but let out a long sigh
, but her heart felt incredibly conflicted. Although the pain had disappeared, it was replaced by a strange emptiness.
She slowly lifted her buttocks, leaving only the glans at the entrance of her vagina, then slammed it down again, the glans piercing through
the tightly folded flesh of her vaginal canal and striking her clitoris once more. This time, the force was greater and more
powerful than before, causing Leng Yan to lean back, almost flipping over. Li Yi gritted his teeth, gripping
the sheets tightly, his upper body involuntarily rising and falling.
This time, Leng Yan gave them no time to rest, lifting her beautiful buttocks again, and
falling again. Lifting, falling, lifting, falling…
the speed and force increased, and her black sleeveless dress had completely
slipped down with her movements, revealing her round, smooth shoulders and breasts encased in a pinkish-white bra. The black skirt
hem rose and fell, a beautiful sight. Ascending to Li Yi, Leng Yan was like a beautiful black butterfly,
fluttering and dancing in the storm.
"Mmm! Mmm... Mmm... Ah..."
Leng Yan's voice grew increasingly rapid, her eyes slightly closed, her face flushed. Her small hands rested on Li
Yi's lower abdomen, sometimes loosening, sometimes clenching, her soft, white fingertips aimlessly sliding back and forth between his abdominal muscles.
No one would have imagined that this girl, writhing her slender waist like a wanton harlot, was actually a
genius girl whom countless boys dared only to cherish in their hearts, never daring to defile her in the slightest.
At the point of their union, vaginal fluids mixed with virgin blood splashed everywhere with the thrusting of his penis, making
'splatter, splatter' sounds. These sounds, combined with the thud of flesh against flesh and the faint moans,
created a frenzied yet ambiguous symphony of sex.
"I'm coming, faster, ah, faster, faster!"
Li Yi felt wave after wave of pleasure surging over him. Ever since he learned how to make love,
he had always been in control. He never expected to be led by the nose by a woman this time, having to beg her in a low voice. This
excited him, but also made him feel utterly humiliated.
Leng Yan wasn't much better off. Although she held the reins, a voice deep inside
told her she should be faster, more intense, to achieve pleasure—pleasure she had never experienced before.
Just as the two were reaching the peak of their lovemaking, the door was pushed open again. Li Yi thought it was
the nurse again, but when she turned her head, her mouth gaped open, her jaw almost dropping.
Li Yurou was holding the doorknob, half-pushing the door open, while Yang Jie, holding flowers, stared in disbelief. The two women seemed to have been
petrified, standing motionless in the doorway.
...
The arrival of the two men didn't make Leng Yan feel awkward. Her eyes were alluring, her breath coming in short gasps, the force of her movements even
stronger than before.
"Ah! Ah...ah...ah!"
Finally, Leng Yan sat down hard on Li Yi, her honeyed orifice tightly enveloping his penis. She leaned back,
her slender waist straightened, her pretty face raised, stretching her long, white neck, letting out a long, soft cry. Her delicate body
trembled slightly as if in a spasm.
Li Yi felt the layers of tender flesh inside her honeyed orifice like countless smooth, tender little hands, tightly
gripping his penis. His glans was deeply embedded in her tender uterus, as if being sucked by a gentle little mouth
, incredibly pleasurable. With his older sister and Xi Xi right in front of him, he was both excited and afraid.
He could no longer hold back and ejaculated streams of hot, thick semen in one go.
Leng Yan shuddered again from the heat, her delicate body leaning forward and falling onto him.
With a "clatter," the flowers in Yang Jie's hand fell to the ground, and she left the ward without looking back. Li Yurou
frowned, her face full of anger, glared at Li Yi, and followed closely behind.
Leng Yan breathed heavily on him for a moment, then sat up and slowly lifted her buttocks. Her vagina gradually withdrew from his penis,
the semi-erect shaft rubbing against the tender flesh inside, still bringing considerable pleasure to both of them.
When the glans was pulled out of her vagina, it made a "pop" sound, and semen, vaginal fluid, and bright red
virgin blood mixed together and dripped down her pink labia, staining Li Yi's crotch a mess. Although her vaginal opening
was also stained, Leng Yan didn't care at all. She got off the bed, lifted her slender left leg,
took off her white cotton panties, and casually threw them on Li Yi. Then she put on the straps of her dress, straightened her skirt, and transformed back into the
expressionless, cold beauty.
Leng Yan sat down in the chair, placed her hands on her lap, and looked at Li Yi.
The two remained silent for a while.
After a long pause, Li Yi spoke, "Could you help me put my pants back on?"
Leng Yan didn't speak, but reached out her fair hand, grasped his semi-erect penis, and stuffed it into his pants. Although it
was sticky and covered in various fluids, she didn't seem to care. After doing this, she didn't even
wipe her hands and sat back down in the chair.
Li Yi turned to look at her; she seemed unchanged, still so cold.
"Are you really leaving?"
Leng Yan nodded.
Li Yi clicked his tongue, grabbed her hand, and said with a grin, "Don't go, wife."
Leng Yan let him shake her hand from side to side, saying nothing, not even a change in expression.
Faced with such a half-dead woman, Li Yi felt somewhat presumptuous, shook her hand off, and said:
"Go away, go away, I hate seeing you like this."
Leng Yan got up and walked out. Li Yi panicked and called out, "Hey, are you really leaving? I was just kidding
."
With a bang, the ward door slammed shut, and she didn't even turn her head.
Damn it, what a heartless bitch, what a heartless actress! This girl is really something else,
she's the perfect candidate to replace Obama in saving the world.
Oh dear, who can save me?!
Li Yi couldn't help but howl to the sky. If his older sister and Yang Jie saw him having sex with another woman,
it would be a miracle if he didn't get beaten to death.
And, when am I going to finally let out this pee that I've been holding in all this time?!
...
At ten o'clock at night, the hospital corridor was quiet. Suddenly, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor came, quick
and crisp.
"Open your mouth. Ah." Feng Yingying held a rice spoon in one hand and supported it from below with the other, bringing it to Li Yi's mouth.
Li Yi, his mouth bulging, chewed and mumbled, "Shaojie
, I still have a lot in my mouth."
"Open your mouth, ah!"
"Ah!" Reluctantly, Li Yi opened his mouth, and a spoonful of porridge was fed in.
Suddenly, the door was kicked open with a bang. The two women were startled and quickly turned to look. When they saw
the angry-looking Li Yurou, Li Yi spat out all the food in his mouth
.
What was bound to happen had happened.
"Sister Yurou," Feng Yingying stood up and called out obediently.
Li Yurou waved her hand and said, "Yingying, you go back to school first. I'll stay here with
him tonight."
"Ah?" Feng Yingying frowned, looking somewhat unwilling, but dared not contradict her directly.
"Go back first, you've been teaching all day, you must be tired. Go back, go back." Li Yurou, with her kind and gentle
eyes, coaxed him kindly.
"Okay." Feng Yingying nodded reluctantly, turned to look at Li Yi, and saw that his eyes were full of tears,
reluctant to part. A warm feeling rose in her heart. She walked to the bedside, leaned down and gently kissed his forehead
.
Li Yi grabbed her small hand, his eyes filled with tears, his face pleading, and refused to let go for a long time.
"Be good, I'll come see you again tomorrow." Seeing that her lover was so reluctant to part with her, Feng Yingying was
overjoyed. She gently patted his hand and turned to leave the ward.
Li Yi turned to look at his sister and saw her standing expressionlessly by the bed, also staring intently at him. He couldn't help but
tremble, pulling the blanket up to cover half of his face, leaving only his eyes showing,
looking at his sister with a wronged expression.
Li Yurou sat in the chair, smiling, "Good brother, you're quite the ladies' man."
"Hehe," Li Yi, hiding under the covers, chuckled foolishly.
Li Yurou smiled slightly, "You're a real man, a true hero, I admit that. You single-handedly led
a football team. Not only do you have a fiancée, but you also have several close female friends, even my best friend looks at you differently.
A man who's achieved this much, right? As your sister, I'm proud of you. So, you should
have some manly integrity. No matter what I do later, you have to hold on and not beg for mercy."
Li Yi's eyes were filled with tears, looking at her with a wronged expression.
Li Yurou crossed her arms and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't hit you or scold you today."
Li Yi looked at his sister with suspicion, seemingly incredulous.
Li Yurou moved forward slightly, reached out and grabbed the blanket covering his face, slowly lifting it. Li Yi didn't
know what she wanted to do, staring at her with fear in his eyes, his heart pounding.
"Didn't you always say my sister is beautiful? Didn't you say that if you were to marry, you should marry a woman like my sister?"
Li Yurou said, pulling the blanket off him completely.
Li Yi looked at Li Yurou with suspicion, suddenly realizing she wasn't like his sister at all. How
could his sister be so gentle? Moreover, her outfit tonight was quite unusual. She wore a white women's casual blazer
over a black round-neck lace t-shirt, which was wide open, revealing her high breasts. She wore a
fluffy lace mini-skirt with sexy black pantyhose and pink and white peep-toe heels.
Her hair, which had been styled up, was now loose and cascading over her shoulders. She wore light makeup, and her beautiful
eyes were slightly narrowed, holding a faint smile—alluring and captivating.
Her outfit was undeniably sexy, enough to arouse any man's sexual fantasies. But at school
, she usually dressed quite casually. Why was she dressed so provocatively to accompany him in the hospital?
Although he knew disaster was imminent, gazing at his sister's half-bent back and the barely visible cleavage,
his penis, which had ejaculated three times in one day, stood erect again, creating a small tent in his striped patient's pants
.
Li Yurou glanced at him sideways, saying nothing about the change in her brother's genitals, instead wearing
a faint smile. Li Yi's heart skipped a beat; this would never have happened before.
What was she up to?
Li Yurou slipped her hand inside his shirt and gently stroked his lower abdomen. Li
Yi felt the smooth, cool touch, silky and soft as cotton, a sensation so pleasurable it made him tremble, and his penis hardened even more
.
Li Yurou slowly moved her hand down, grasping his waistband, and slowly pulled it down. Li Yi raised his head,
looking at his sister's small hands with a mixture of anticipation and fear. Slender, white, and delicate, with nail polish on her nails,
they were simply maddening .
Her pants were pulled down to her knees. Li Yurou gazed at the erect penis, which stood tall like a flagpole.
A blush rose on her pink cheeks. She secretly spat, but her eyes still held a hint of lust, and her lips curved into a smile.
"I know my little brother is going through puberty and is always feeling very uncomfortable,"
Li Yurou said, placing her hand on the penis. When her soft little hand touched it, her
body visibly trembled. She pulled her hand back abruptly, but then stubbornly clenched it again.
Li Yi took a deep breath. He didn't know why his sister was doing this, but the pleasurable feeling
was simply unparalleled. Her delicate, smooth hands, like a tight vagina, enveloped his penis,
slowly moving up and down. Looking at his sister's alluring smile, he felt an extreme pleasure. After only a few strokes
, he felt a tingling sensation in his back, his penis rapidly swelled, and with two "plop" sounds, he ejaculated, thick, hot
semen splattering everywhere, staining Li Yurou's hands, body, and even face.
Although she still smiled, Li Yi could clearly feel that her grip on his penis had
tightened considerably, almost snapping it in
two. Moreover, the veins on her swan-like, long, white neck were bulging, clearly indicating she was desperately suppressing her anger.
Li Yi finally understood what it meant to experience pain and pleasure simultaneously—dancing in a graveyard, excitement and fear coexisting.
Li Yurou gently stroked the semi-erect penis with both hands, instantly regaining her energy.
"Good little brother, let's continue. Today, your sister will properly cool you down."
Li Yurou's eyes were alluring, a smile playing on her lips, her two fair and smooth hands
rapidly stroking the thick, erect penis.
Li Yi roared to the heavens.
Heavens! A vixen has come! Help!

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