【The Heart-Fluttering Liao Yu Chapter】(10) Author: 998

Author: 998
Word Count: 15695
Chapter Ten: They Finally Fell in Love
The winter night wind was biting. Liao Yu and Qin An walked down the street. Liao Yu's fingertips brushed her tear-streaked cheeks, still
reeling from what had just happened. She didn't want Qin An to see her in this pitiful state, so
she reluctantly let go of his hand.
Meeting Qin An's gaze, the young woman forced a sad smile and said, "You go back first, I... I can
go back by myself."
"I'll take you back. Today's events must have frightened you." Qin An's voice was firm. He
took Liao Yu's hand again, their fingers intertwined.
Liao Yu, stubborn as ever, wanted to deny it, but her previous ugliness had been exposed, so she shook her head and then nodded.
"Thank you for before."
"Hmm?" Liao Yu pulled her head back, making a cute, kitten-like sound of confusion.
"Thank you for protecting me."
Liao Yu rubbed her lower back without speaking. She couldn't understand why she had protected Qin An
so desperately when she was terrified.
"You look...so cute right now." Qin An's eyes softened, and he spoke very gently, afraid of frightening Liao Yu
. His tone was natural and comforting, without any greasiness or affectation. This praise was so natural because
he was stating a fact.
And wouldn't Liao Yu be happy with the praise?
Qin An wanted to make her happy.
Undoubtedly, this sincere attitude was incredibly powerful. Liao Yu's heart skipped a beat, and her hands felt like they had been pricked by needles.
She quickly let go of Qin An's hand and pulled it back, stammering and unable to speak.
Her face, already flushed with a thin layer of pink, turned bright red.
"Hehe, your face is all smeared like a stray kitten." He casually wiped
the tears from the young woman's face, then took her hand again. "Let's go, which way do you live?"
Always acting like a little adult, is he trying to make me dependent on him...?
Liao Yu wrinkled her nose at him, remaining silent, then blushed and hurried forward as if on a whim.
Under the streetlights, Qin An's shadow was trampled by Liao Yu, each step a step, her pounding, anxious heart gradually calming down.
Liao Yu's house in the county town was on the old street. The old street was full of Ming and Qing dynasty courtyards with carved dragon and phoenix beams, the rain and years having
corroded the sturdy wooden beams into a dilapidated, dark gray.
Scattered lamplight fell, making her shadow sparse, almost blending into the surrounding darkness. She rarely came
here at night, thinking that if Qin An hadn't been with her, she wouldn't have dared to walk down this excessively quiet and deathly alley.
Suddenly, Liao Yu felt dizzy, her body slumped, and she grabbed the alley wall for support.
"What's wrong?" Qin An, who had been watching the girl in front of him closely, asked with concern.
"Maybe I drank too much." Liao Yu smiled, steadied herself, and
stopped at the entrance of a courtyard with green walls, white tiles, and decorated window patterns. She took out her key and opened the door.
"This house belongs to my aunt. Her family moved to Shenzhen, so this house was left to me." Liao Yu opened
the gate and walked inside, glancing back at Qin An with a sparkling look. She didn't say goodbye to him standing at the door.
Qin An hesitated for a moment, but didn't take the initiative to leave, and followed her inside.
The lights in the corridor of the courtyard were on, illuminating the courtyard with a watery glow. Liao Yu's figure was elegant and
moving. Her soft contours had an antique beauty that blended with the old house, while her mature and charming body exuded a lively
charm. It was as if because she had entered, the old house, which had been suffocating under the weight of time, had also gained
vitality.
Liao Yu's attire was consistent with her usual style; the well-tailored suit always exuded an intellectual and refined air
. The white, folded lace-trimmed neckline made her extra-large breasts appear less prominent, and
the floral silk scarf tied around her slender neck seemed like a graceful, subtly blooming crape myrtle flower, encapsulating her beauty.
The lamplight was dim, and Liao Yu turned around to see Qin An's clear
and warm gaze upon her. A blush suddenly rose on her delicate, round face, and she felt a slight joy and relief. Qin
An was, after all, a good person. Although he had been quite unrestrained towards her before, he hadn't ultimately violated her
wishes and raped her.
But if she had given in back then, wouldn't she be all alone now? In moments of helplessness, he would appear like a god
descending to earth, suddenly protecting her, just like before… Though slender, he offered a unique
sense of security, and despite his small stature, she knew his size clearly that day, even in her panic…
It was enormous.
Recalling that day, Liao Yu's mind was filled with inexplicable fantasies, her face flushing even more. She staggered open the door,
then felt another wave of dizziness. Trying to shake her head to clear her mind, she stumbled through the crack in the door and fell heavily onto the floor
.
Qin An was startled, but it was expected. Given Ding Yabiao's body, weakened by wine and women, even if he brought Liao
Yu back to the room, without other means, forcing her would be futile. Liao Yu had indeed been drugged
. The drug's effects were slow, allowing Liao Yu to reach the doorstep.
Liao Yu was voluptuous, and Qin An couldn't lift her, so he had to carry her, dragging her along the floor, to the bedroom
.
He fumbled for the light and turned it on. The room seemed freshly clean, very spotless. An old red sandalwood dressing table, a
red-lacquered wooden bed supported by four mosquito net posts, a large bookcase overflowing with classical poetry and Chinese dictionaries—
no other furniture in the room.
Lifting the covers, Qin An somewhat laboriously lifted Liao Yu onto the bed, removing her black
high heels inlaid with crystals. Liao Yu, though voluptuous, had delicate, pretty feet. Thick, warm stockings stretched taut,
revealing the smooth, jade-colored skin of her insteps, with several small, white toes arranged neatly like a pearl necklace
.
Qin An had personally experienced the wonder of these feet; seeing them now immediately brought back memories of yesterday's ecstasy, and his penis
instantly swelled.
"Amitabha, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."
Qin An closed his eyes, chanting a mantra to calm his lust, before opening them again.
Tsk tsk...
Looking at those beautiful feet again, Qin An couldn't help but let his imagination run wild: clear, tinkling stream water flowing over smooth pebbles,
a bright and beautiful young girl lifting her skirt, revealing her fair and slender legs, the delicate jade feet of a woman from the Jiangnan water towns
washing in the Peach Blossom Stream, sometimes playfully hooking her toes, kicking up splashes of water, sunlight filtering through these water
droplets, the thin, speckled shadows like a layer of ultra-thin speckled stockings, embellishing the beautifully curved arch of her feet, making them even more alluring
...
Qin An was suddenly filled with fantasies, drooling over those precious feet, sighing inwardly, if it weren't for that
stream flowing from a paradise on earth, full of the fragrance of peach blossoms, how could it have sculpted such a pair of beautiful,
naturally formed treasures, as white as porcelain.
Qin An resisted the urge to touch Liao Yu's full ankles. He tucked her in and watched her sleep with her eyes closed
. In her sleep, her allure took on a gentle tenderness, and her slightly furrowed brows held a poignant,
heart-wrenching sadness. Could a woman's misfortune be worse than finding a husband who would give her away to another?
Qin An sighed. Liao Yu's desperate protection of him tonight had completely won him over, so he didn't intend to
take advantage of her.
Of course, he didn't plan to leave immediately either; he needed to observe her for a while to see if the medication had any side effects. So he
went to the bookshelf, picked up a book, and, suppressing his restlessness, sat down on a recliner in an inconspicuous corner and began to read
.
Qin An quickly became engrossed, lost in the text, unconsciously imagining a long time had passed. When he came across
Feng Weimin's *Northern Double Tune, Toad Palace Melody: Four Seasons of Women's Poems* from the Ming Dynasty, he pulled a crisp ten-yuan note from his pocket,
used it as a bookmark, and then remembered it wasn't his book. But he didn't take it out; he planned to
come here often in the future.
Just as Qin An was about to get up to check on Liao Yu, a rhythmic sound, like waves lapping at the shore, froze him.
The lacquered mahogany bed creaked and swayed, and the person on it trembled gently under the covers
, her soft moans like the suppressed sobs of a dark, gloomy sea.
This sound tugged at Qin An's heartstrings, making his heart race uncontrollably.
In his memory, old houses always smelled of decay; his own old house, if not properly maintained
and inhabited, would be just like that. But this room was filled with an alluring scent, seeping into his nostrils,
making his breath seem like a peach-colored mist.
Liao Yu's body trembled, her movements subtle, accompanied by soft,
choked sobs that sent shivers down his spine. Together with the fragrant aroma, they wove together a sensual illusion that aroused desire.
Her moans were low and timid, like sobs and lamentations. It was unexpected that this mature woman would utter
such girlish whimpers. Her plaintive and melodious voice flowed like water in a peach blossom stream, quietly trickling through the crevices of the pebbles.
Her body swayed slowly and quickly beneath the soft quilt, her voice trembling and murmuring like raindrops
. Like a warm spring breeze caressing a wind chime, her voice, carrying the varying lengths and speeds of a light drizzle, swayed gently,
gradually rising in pitch, echoing across the wooden rooftops beneath the blue tiles.
"Mmm...I'm going to cum...I'm dying...Waaah...I'm coming..." Liao Yu's body arched back under the covers,
like a bamboo shoot struggling to break through the mud. Her body trembled incessantly, like a
boat tossed about in water. The bed beneath her made a creaking sound, the gurgling
of flowing water mingling with the dramatic climax of a sonata, the suppressed sobs in her throat. "Ah...am I really going to die
...It's coming, mmm...it's coming—!"
Suddenly, Liao Yu's waist arched upwards like a stunning bow, her lower abdomen exerting the most force.
As her seductive moans reached their peak, a wet patch appeared on the most prominent part of the thin blanket, which then
quickly expanded!
Another agonizing orgasm!
Liao Yu had forgotten all shame; her mind was blank. Under an overwhelming, cloud-like pleasure, her once vibrant
eyes now held a hollow emptiness, as if her soul had left her body.
Qin An's gaze seemed tangible, possessing a powerful magic. Under his gaze, Liao Yu's surging tide
was incredibly intense!
Her entire uterus contracted and pulsated like a heart, her pelvic cavity spasmed violently, her muscles tensed and
trembled, and the mucous membranes inside her vagina clenched and writhed. With the combined effort of all these organs, Liao Yu's vaginal opening
acted like an air pump, propelling large gushes of hot, white fluid...
The spasms of orgasm continued, and the vaginal fluid continued to gush forth relentlessly. Her vagina was like an inexhaustible well of sweetness, 　　gushing out the nectar
that drove men mad.
Finally, the notes of the orgasm gradually subsided, leaving only Liao Yu's heavy breathing and the ticking of the clock on the wall .
Just as the rhythm of her singing continued, in the quiet room at midnight
, the sound of the night wind whistling through the courtyard could be heard. A lingering, sensual scent, like that of lovemaking,
mingled with the fragrance of milk, made Qin An, who was holding his breath to avoid being discovered by Liao Yu, feel increasingly restless and his heart pounded harder
and harder.
This scent was like a potent aphrodisiac.
Qin An could only endure it with difficulty.
After a quarter of an hour, Qin An could no longer hear Liao Yu's breathing and assumed she was asleep. He tiptoed
towards the door, his fingers on the doorknob, when he heard Liao Yu call out, "Qin An!"
Qin An's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped, waiting for Liao Yu to continue.
"You know what? With you in the house, I feel increasingly unable to control myself… Thinking about how I've
let you see all my shameful things, I've long since lost all sense of shame, so…" Liao Yu's back was to Qin An, her voice coming through the blanket, making it
impossible to discern her emotions.
"Sis, it's really nothing. You were drugged, it's normal that you couldn't control yourself. Besides
, everyone has experienced masturbation, there's nothing shameful about it." Qin An's throat was dry, and he spoke comfortingly in a hoarse voice
.
"When you do this, will someone see you?" Liao Yu tightened the blanket.
"This..." Qin An awkwardly scratched his head, clearly finding it inappropriate to discuss masturbation with a woman.
"Sis, um... if you feel you're all set, I'll be going now."
"Don't go..." Liao Yu turned around, her hair disheveled, her cheeks still flushed from desire
, a hint of longing in her eyes.
Qin An stood there waiting for Liao Yu to speak, but she didn't say anything, so he teased her awkwardly, "You
don't feel like you've been taken advantage of, do you want to get your revenge?"
"Huh?" Liao Yu was taken aback, then realized what he meant, spat,
and then mumbled softly, "That's fine too..."
"What!?" Qin An was getting sleepy. He had been tense the whole time,
only relaxing after Liao Yu finished, only to find his body stiff and his back aching.
"My chest hurts." Liao Yu answered irrelevantly, taking a deep breath, her voice like a mosquito's hum in the dead of night,
low but clear.
"Shall I get you a basin of water?" Qin An knew that Liao Yu's situation was quite normal; many breastfeeding
women experience breast tenderness after intense sex or excessive sexual desire.
"It's no use..." Liao Yu shook her head, stammering shyly, "You...you
..."
"You don't mean you want me to help you, do you?"
"You've done it before...it's not the first time anyway..." Having said her piece, Liao Yu felt a surge of resentment
, thinking to herself, "He was so eager before, even threatening me, and now he's playing the gentleman?! "
Thinking this, Liao Yu had the same thought again: since Qin An made her feel so safe and dependent,
why couldn't he...take it a step further?
A rustling sound. Qin An's ears were very sharp; he thought to himself, "It seems like...taking off clothes!"
Liao Yu was indeed undressing. She sat up, her body limp and weak from the afterglow of her climax, removing her coat and shirt,
leaving only her close-fitting underwear. Her ample breasts trembled beneath the dark gray fabric. It seemed
her bra was also off. Her body, tormented by desire, was incredibly sensitive; her large nipples, swollen and erect from being rubbed,
formed two very noticeable protrusions on her underwear. She made no attempt to conceal this extra alluring, suggestive sight
, nakedly exposed to the air, her eyes fixed intently on Qin An.
She nervously pursed her red lips, her expression one of extreme embarrassment and inner turmoil. After several hesitant attempts to speak, she finally
uttered softly, "Qin An, you…you can do me."
"Huh?!"
"I said! Let…you…do…me!" Liao Yu, suppressing the intense shame,
spoke through gritted teeth with all her might.
"Sister…" Qin An was stunned. Liao Yu wanted him to do her? "
Am I hallucinating?! " Liao Yu was extremely embarrassed, so 　　she angrily shouted. "
Don't talk! This is the second condition! Come over here now! 　　" "..." Qin An had never seen such a blatant attempt at hooking up before, and he was truly speechless for a moment. 　　"What?! You said it yourself! Are you going back on your word?!" Liao Yu continued 　　to vent her anger on Qin An because of her excessive shame, her pretty face frosty as she shouted, her blush even more intense than when she masturbated earlier, secretly annoyed at the intensity of 　　her shame... 　　Qin An was still staring blankly at Liao Yu. 　　Meeting Qin An's gaze, the young woman instantly lost her momentum, lowering her eyes anxiously. Her eyes darted around 　　before she struck a seductive pose, then she used her delicate fingers to undo her hair, letting her long, black hair 　　cascade down like a dazzling waterfall. At this moment, her delicate face was flushed with the afterglow of her climax. Her originally snow-white 　　skin was now tinged with a healthy blush. As she struck alluring poses, her large, watery eyes were filled with shyness, and a hint of flustered stubbornness. 　　Liao Yu glanced at Qin An again with a seductive look, and Qin An felt his bones melt. 　　This vixen! 　　Qin An stared unblinkingly, swallowing hard, finding his throat incredibly dry. He wanted to say something, 　　but like a virgin, he was too nervous to utter a word. 　　"Hmm... what are you looking at? Come here." Liao Yu first let out a wanton, 　　seductive moan, then gave Qin An a tearful, affectionate glare, her cheeks burning as she hooked her slender, white index finger, 　　her invitation to sex undisguised! 　　Qin An's nose was practically spitting blood. Liao Yu's fair, smooth skin was plump and creamy, a half-cup bra 　　covering the most beautiful part of her upper body, but unable to conceal her incredibly alluring breasts, bulging with veins from breastfeeding 　　. The engorgement had made her breasts somewhat rough, stretching the skin, but this only made their size 　　more exaggerated, making it hard to imagine how deep her cleavage was. 　　A fragrant scent of milk filled the air, and Qin An's eyes gleamed with a predatory light! 　　Qin An's greedy gaze gave Liao Yu even more confidence. Knowing Qin An couldn't escape, she gritted her teeth and, with great flair, 　　threw back the blanket covering her lower body, revealing a pencil skirt tightly hugging her plump buttocks. 　　She had never before made such a frivolous advance to any man; this was her first time, so she felt extremely ashamed. But 　　she discovered that as long as she completely let go of her inhibitions and saw the man she admired submit to her seduction, the feeling 　　was... quite enjoyable. 　　Discovering she enjoyed the feeling of controlling her lover, Liao Yu naturally employed her seductive arts. Her long 　　legs were sensually crossed, and she deliberately leaned forward, making her plump, pert buttocks even more prominent, straining her pencil skirt as if 　　it were about to burst. A small portion of her stockinged buttocks was exposed due to the position; the flesh-colored pantyhose concealed her deep, 　　dark cleft, the thick, moist pubic area blurred and indistinct, adding to the layered and three-dimensional feel of her buttocks, 　　creating a powerful visual impact! 　　One could imagine that such exquisitely plump buttocks, when gripped and her wasp waist moved back and forth, would be like chewing on a chewy gum, intoxicated 　　by the bouncy muscles, and even exhaustion wouldn't feel satisfying. 　　Liao Yu's legs, needless to say, were textbook examples of beautiful legs. 　　Her thighs were full of flesh, while her calves were long and slender, the curves of her legs soft and firm, her ankles rounded, connecting to 　　her delicate, petite feet—perfect enough to satisfy any foot fetishist's desires. 　　Her slender, lotus-root-like arms were milky white, and the recessed clavicle grooves exuded just the right amount of sexiness… Every part of Liao Yu…

Like exquisitely crafted porcelain, every part of her was beautiful, these alluring features forming this exquisitely mature and fiery
beauty.
"Sister...you're so beautiful!" Qin An's breathing was incredibly heavy, his heart pounding so fast it felt like it was about to explode. He abruptly
stood up and walked towards Liao Yu.
"Still calling me sister?"
"...Little Fish?" Qin An suddenly remembered her nickname.
Liao Yu blushed, swaying her voluptuous body off the bed, and said, "Wait for me, I'm going to take a shower first."
"Take a shower?" The subtext was, "Damn it, I've already taken my pants off to take your mother's shower! You're taking
a shower and you're making me so aroused?! "
Qin An was very dissatisfied, so he forcefully stepped forward and started grabbing and pinching. He had a stocking fetish, so his thieving hands mainly targeted his lower body.
The stockings tightly wrapped around her thighs, which were very elastic from dancing, and the feeling was naturally smooth and soft, bouncy and
resilient.
This groping, Liao Yu feigned annoyance and tried to stop him, but it was a playful resistance. Because her body was too sensitive
, it didn't take long for her to breathe rapidly, and she clamped her thighs together as if she needed to urinate.
Afraid of losing control of her bladder again, Liao Yu said in a coquettish tone, "Why are you being so horny? I smell terrible, I
'm filthy! Let me go take a shower first!" The mature and alluring peach beauty's coquettish voice made Qin An's
penis throb with pain.
Qin An was even more anxious now, but was stopped by Liao Yu's words, "If you keep doing this, I'm going to pee."
Qin An still vividly remembered the pee that had been poured on his face last time. At the time, it felt perversely stimulating, but afterwards,
the sticky feeling and fishy smell were truly disgusting. So he said listlessly, "You're a typical case of killing
without burying... Fine, then hurry up and wash." Qin An, like a defeated male dog, drooped his head. Thinking to himself
, "I've been thoroughly harassed by Ding Yabiao and his gang tonight, and I'll definitely smell bad if I don't
shower properly." So, he excitedly suggested to Liao Yu, who had run away, "Why don't 　　we shower together? "
"Bang!" came the sound of a door slamming shut, followed by the rustling of it locking.
Qin An's expression immediately fell, looking like a grumpy baby. He cursed 　　inwardly, "Damn it, you're the one who seduced me! Why can't we even take a bath together?" Furious, Qin An decisively ran over and banged on the door, uttering lewd words, "Hey, open the door! 　　How about I help you pee? After all, our little Yu'er is a girl who can play with my niece 　　... I mean, do you even know how to use a toilet?" 　　Liao Yu inside ignored him. The reason she came in alone was because of his shameless 　　seduction earlier; now, realizing his mistake, he was filled with shame and wanted to cry, so he hid inside. 　　Liao Yu squatted down, hugging her knees and listlessly ruffling her long hair. As her shame subsided, she hesitated, 　　but recalling her moments with Qin An, she muttered to herself, trying to encourage herself. 　　After a leisurely shower, Liao Yu emerged shyly, her wet, glossy black hair flowing freely. She wore a purple 　　lace see-through slip dress, the hem barely covering her large, full hips, her beautiful legs almost entirely exposed 　　—straight, long, and milky white like mutton-fat jade. Even after drying herself, her skin still 　　shimmered with a post-shower glow, shimmering with an ambiguous, alluring halo under the yellowish light—how tempting! 　　Qin An rushed forward eagerly, only to see Liao Yu shove him again, and he immediately became angry and retaliated. Because of her height, 　　she struggled to even kiss Liao Yu's chin. Instead, she took a deep breath and sucked on the large, rose-colored nipple that was barely concealed by the transparent fabric, 　　biting it lightly. This elicited a shiver and a soft cry from Liao Yu. 　　"Ugh! You're so mean! Stop for a second and listen to me... Uh... Hmph..." 　　Qin An ignored her completely. Even a light punch couldn't stop his lustful urges. He reached out and wrapped his arms 　　around Liao Yu's slender waist, his lips enveloping her slightly soft nipple. "Sizzle—" 　　A large mouthful of sweet, milky milk, seeping through the thin lace, flooded his mouth! 　　Filling his lips and mouth, he swallowed it 　　down with two large gulps, accompanied by Liao Yu's pleasurable moans. 　　Liao Yu's breasts were clearly full of milk, swollen and bulging with veins, comparable to a real 　　cow's. Qin An almost choked on the taste, but the maternal scent stirred a surge of desire within him! 　　"Qin An...you need to take a shower first...oh...hiss...be gentle, sucking so hard, my nipples 　　are too...too stimulating, I...I can't take it...woo..." Qin An's first suck made Liao Yu stand on 　　tiptoe, her thighs clenched tightly. With the second suck, her fleshy thighs trembled. Soon, 　　the intense stimulation of her nipples caused Liao Yu's calves to twitch intermittently, showing how intense the sensation she was enduring and 　　how hard Qin An was sucking. 　　Liao Yu was a slightly germaphobic person. Although Qin An didn't smell bad, the smell was still a bit pungent. She 　　refused verbally, but her weak body obediently stood still, her face flushed with desire. 　　Looking at Qin An's lovely face, she also felt a contradictory maternal glow and deep love. Her gaze was like water and warm sunshine, 　　ripples of emotion spreading in her eyes, and soon, a mist of passion clouded her vision. 　　Thus, when she looked at Qin An again with trembling long eyelashes, his childlike face, blurred by her vision, was even more endearing, touching 　　the softest spot in her heart. So she weakly placed one hand on Qin An's shoulder and the other around his back, 　　patting him gently, her words like a mother with a headache facing her spoiled son, softly and helplessly yielding, 　　"Um...okay, okay, I know...then...you suckle, but remember to shower afterwards, 　　otherwise I won't like it if you're smelly." 　　Qin An, holding the gradually engorged, erect, and finally swollen deep red nipple in his mouth, didn't let go, nodding vigorously in agreement 　　. With Liao Yu cooperating, it was much easier for him to suckle. Little did he 　　know that this insatiable act, while nodding, tugged at his almost incontinent nipple, causing several milk ducts to spurt out 　　large amounts of scalding milk, leaking from his mouth and choking Qin An, making him cough repeatedly. 　　Liao Yu's pelvic cavity contracted from this rough and hasty action, and a stream of honey-like fluid flowed surging from her vagina, quickly 　　turning her previously dry vaginal opening moist. 　　Of course, Qin An couldn't see this. 　　"This child... um... hmph... it's okay to go slower, phew... no one's going to take it from you... hey, don't..."

"Don't neglect this side, just suck on one... this side too..." Liao Yu's body grew increasingly limp, her voice becoming more and more coquettish,
sticky like honey, as if her sweet tone could attract bees and butterflies. Her tone was still like coaxing a child
, her slightly dissatisfied eyebrows furrowed as she held up the other bulging, veiny breast in one hand,
trying to shove it into the naughty boy's mouth.
"Qin An... this side, suck on this side too, be good..." Liao Yu panted
as she thrust her chest forward, her slightly longer, bamboo shoot-shaped breasts rising and falling beneath the lace, creating
waves of oily flesh. But Qin An seemed fixated on one side. The breast Liao Yu was holding up felt neglected, and
the feeling of wanting to be sucked made the nipple tremble slightly involuntarily, like a pretty girl feeling neglected, shrugging and crying
.
Liao Yu licked her dry lips, burning with desire, and then, supporting her ample breasts
, pushed against the favored one in Qin An's mouth, forcing the nipple towards his lips. When he didn't suck, she pinched the tip and rubbed it against his lips
before finally inserting it.
With Liao Yu's cow-like size, it was incredibly easy for Qin An to suck on both nipples at the same time, but she hadn't considered
the consequences; the pleasure wasn't as simple as one plus one.
Through her clothes, Qin An cupped Liao Yu's breasts with both hands, pulling them together while simultaneously chewing on each large nipple with all
his might. The smacking sounds were incessant, causing Liao Yu to cry out in uncontrollable pleasure. Qin An then exhaled
all the air from his lungs, greedily and fiercely sucking, and Liao Yu was struck dumb, letting out a brief but sharp , silent scream
. At the same time, it seemed as if all her strength was being drained from her nipples; no matter how hard she tried, her thighs trembled violently,
but she still went limp, and her stockinged buttocks plummeted like an elevator crashing down.
Not limp, but a solid, downward slam of her buttocks onto the ground…
Long legs have their downsides too; like now, the fall must have hurt far more than with short legs. Even more tragically,
Qin An happened to be biting down on the two swollen nipples. As they sagged, her breasts stretched, bringing a pulling sensation. Then, the nipples
suffered even more, stretching to the length of two segments of the coccyx. The nipples were stretched to their limit, the fleshy fibers pulled to their limit, producing a
strong stinging pain. Finally, her teeth scraped along the rough texture of the nipples, wiping them off layer by layer, and a
burning sensation like being on fire arose.
"Ah..." A sharp high-pitched cry.
After breaking free, her breasts bounced violently, creating spectacular waves of milk, one higher than the next, for a moment the milk waves surged
like a typhoon sweeping across the sea!
"Thump!" The hot body landed heavily on the ground, the reaction force causing waves of buttocks and breasts that almost blinded Qin
An. He was amazed that this woman's body was as lewd as a two-dimensional sex toy.
"Oh oh uh uh uh..." A series of shrill screams, upon closer listening, seemed to indicate more than just pain.
Liao Yu was actually experiencing an orgasm while in pain...
but this was somewhat expected, because in the real world,
pain can indeed enhance sexual pleasure for most people when they reach their peak. However, there needs to be an appropriate level of pain. Liao Yu's fall not only caused pain in her vagina, but her clitoris was also squeezed
, a sharp, needle-like pain... yet she still managed to orgasm.
Such a situation made one marvel at this woman's wanton constitution.
Qin An couldn't help but recall the time he had molested her before. His behavior had also been somewhat violent, yet Liao Yu had
experienced multiple orgasms...
He became even more certain that this girl had a masochistic constitution. Qin An sighed and went forward to help her up, but the young woman
was lying face down like a frog, her entire genitals pressed against the ground, her upper body prone, her breasts scattered on the ground, milk gurgling out under the pressure
, and some delicate lactiferous ducts even spurting out in small bursts due to excessive pressure.
Even in the winter, despite the high indoor temperature, the splattered breast milk still steamed,
creating an even more lewd atmosphere.
Looking at Liao Yu's pretty face, it was now contorted in pain, tears and snot streaming down her face, her body still
convulsing and moaning. Soon, a glob of thick, white liquid spread from her crotch to the floor, but the amount was small. It was
vaginal fluid, about the same amount as a normal man's ejaculation.
Qin An inwardly roared, thinking that Liao Yu looked like a toad flattened by a car, yet possessed
a strange and arousing lewdness.
Under these stimulations, Qin An's eyes turned bloodshot, and he could no longer control himself. Looking up at Liao Yu's
small mouth, unable to close due to the stimulation of orgasm, her red lips and stiff tongue looked exceptionally alluring. In a moment
of madness, Qin An pulled down his pants, then squatted down, gripping his already aroused penis, which was covered in pre-ejaculate.
The increasing pain made Liao Yu dizzy, and she could only
gasp for breath, her small mouth agape.
Qin An impatiently lifted her head, grasped his shiny penis, aimed the glans at
her mouth, and thrust it in forcefully.
"Hiss... fucking tight." Qin An rolled his eyes in pleasure and cursed. He felt his penis
was so hard it was about to explode. The tightness, the wet heat, the soft oral mucosa, the scraping of his teeth, and
the trembling pressure when it touched her soft tongue all urged Qin An to go deeper.
Her soft tongue was no match for his rock-hard penis. It was pressed against the bottom of her mouth, like
Sun Wukong under the Five Finger Mountain. Finally, the shaft was slowly submerged inside...
When the glans first entered Liao Yu's mouth, she instinctively frowned and tried to squeeze
the foreign object out with her small tongue.
The pushing sensation was even more stimulating. Qin An shivered, looking at
the delicate beauty beneath him, her hair disheveled and her cheeks glistening with sweat, her delicate features pitifully pursed as she held his glans in her mouth.
The visual stimulation from this superior position was off the charts. Qin An's mind went blank for a moment. He let out a low growl, unable to think of anything else. He suddenly grabbed
Liao Yu's head, thrusting his hips forward, and his penis finally slid in all the way. But Qin An wasn't satisfied; he seemed to want to
stuff his testicles in as well. For a moment, the pubic hair at the base of her penis tickled Liao Yu's lips. She struggled and shook her head, but Qin An
held her firmly in place. He then stopped trying to go deeper and began thrusting...
faster and faster...
Under the onslaught of pleasure, Qin An showed almost no mercy, so rough that several thrusts even hit Liao Yu
's throat.
A wave of nausea made Liao Yu convulse a few times. She tried to raise her hand to slap Qin An, but she was too weak. She could only groan
and endure the discomfort, completely helpless.
The foreign object pushing against her throat caused her tear ducts to overwhelm her, and
clear fluid spurted from her nose as she tried to breathe. Gradually, Liao Yu lost her ability to think; her eyes glazed over. Yet, a pleasurable sensation slowly
rose within her, making it seem less unbearable.
Her mons pubis, beneath her skirt, was soaked with love fluid. In the winter chill, steam rose from her vulva.
The muscles of her labia majora and minora writhed with renewed arousal, releasing a stream of ripe, seductive fluid like
wisps of white smoke.
Gradually, Liao Yu, engaged in oral sex, became a muddy mess. Her vulva resembled a steak drizzled with seasoning, but
the steam emanating from it wasn't the aroma of food; instead, it was an even more enticing, pungent female fragrance!
It was a little pungent, but this was exactly the kind of scent a man in heat would love. This liquid represented a woman
's arousal, signifying that her body was completely ready for the man.
Just as male dogs instinctively become aroused by the sensual scent of female dogs in heat, and instinctively
lick this primal, wonderful liquid,
so too does a woman's fluid in heat. It smells like an aphrodisiac, and when ingested, it amplifies a man's intense
sexual desire.
Smelling the slightly damp, pungent scent, Qin An, increasingly excited, practically used Liao Yu's mouth as a masturbation tube.
After a few rough thrusts, his sensitive penis lost control, his body stiffened, he cried out, his mind
went blank, and with a violent throbbing of his prostate, his glans opened wide, and hot, turbid semen erupted into her mouth
.
"Little fish, swallow it! Don't spit it out!"
After the oral sex last time, Liao Yu only needed a slight adjustment to maintain her oxygen intake this time.
Although her brain was sluggish, she could still receive signals from the outside world.
Hearing Qin An speak, the scalding semen exploded deep in her mouth, and she instinctively tried to swallow
it, and it worked well; she swallowed the first spurt. However, Qin An's high-frequency, high-volume pulse
relentlessly pursued her, and Liao Yu choked on the second sip. She tried to cough, but the glans was too deep in her mouth, and her cough
turned into violent gagging spasms. Before the previous sip of semen had even gone down, it surged up again,
and in the conflict, the semen actually came out of her nose!
"...Ugh!" The intense discomfort, coupled with the fading afterglow of her orgasm, gave Liao Yu a lot of
strength, so she had the strength to slap Qin An's thigh with one hand and try to push him away with the other.
How could Qin An allow that?
He was now no different from a dog in heat, only wanting to find a pleasurable hole to ejaculate to his heart's content, ignoring everything else.
One, two, three streams…
his glans trembled with excitement, contracting and throbbing, his prostate also surging immensely, seemingly unwilling to stop
.
In the intense pleasure, Qin An even wondered if he might die from ejaculation. This deep throat
was even more satisfying than the last time he ejaculated. He thought to himself that psychologically, oral sex, although not as stimulating as foot sex,
was on a completely different level in terms of practicality.
Trembling all over, Qin An was still not fully conscious when he looked down and was immediately
startled.
Liao Yu rolled her eyes, her face pale, her mouth and nose covered
in thick, turbid semen. The milky-white fluid emitted an extremely lewd, egg-white-like smell. Qin An didn't linger, quickly withdrawing his penis, but it was
still attached to strands of thick, crystalline semen. Seven or eight strands of semen stubbornly clung together, only breaking off when they reached about twenty centimeters in length.
This showed how thick Qin An's semen was... Liao Yu's mouth remained open, a large gust of hot air gushing out, accompanied by
a large amount of semen.
The scene was somewhat disgusting, yet also strangely stimulating.
Liao Yu's slightly open mouth continued to overflow with thick, magma-like semen as she breathed heavily, her pupils trembling and attempting
to roll back, finally managing to pull herself out of her near-fainting state after several attempts. She wanted to curse Qin An but coughed violently, only
managing a groan before swallowing back the still-rising semen.
She swallowed and calmed herself, her disordered breathing gradually returning to normal. Even with her breathing slowed,
her enormous breasts, speckled with semen, still heaved spectacularly.
"Damn it!"
Qin An, who had just ejaculated, was parched. He suddenly grabbed Liao Yu's neck and, incredibly, thrust his still-erect,
semen-covered glans back into her mouth, roughly pumping his penis in and out, enjoying Liao Yu's
beautiful body, seemingly born for the pleasures of the bedchamber.
"Ugh..."
Liao Yu, exhausted from dealing with the strong young man, groaned uncomfortably. She patted Qin An's abdomen again with her small hands, but to
no avail. So she could only roll her eyes at him and then lovingly and carefully serviced him with her tongue, hoping to end this
frenzied oral sex quickly.
This wasn't the first time Liao Yu had tasted semen, nor was it her first time performing oral sex. She had found the taste unpleasant last time,
but this time, although the taste wasn't good, she didn't feel the nausea.
Especially considering that this was Qin An's essence for procreation, Liao Yu ate even more vigorously. A secret, sly
thought lingered: "I've heard semen is rich in protein, good for beauty, and from a young, energetic guy like Qin An,
his semen should be even better."
So Liao Yu ate with increasing relish, her rosy cheeks radiating a rich, seductive allure. Her exceptionally soft
tongue became increasingly nimble, like a clever little snake, still warm and moist, carefully and gently dancing
, her eyes fixed on Qin An with the look of a pet dog seeking its master.
Liao Yu's lack of resistance allowed Qin An to comfortably enjoy the extreme ecstasy, closing his eyes and letting out a comfortable groan,
savoring the feeling of her licking away the semen from his glans.
In a moment, Qin An's young penis didn't soften; instead, it became even harder, finally slamming heavily into Liao Yu's throat
before pulling out. He chuckled to himself—smooth, shiny, even cleaner than after washing.
At this moment, Liao Yu was panting with her eyes closed, her small mouth slightly open, with residual semen sticking to the corners of her mouth
like jelly. Her whole body was covered in fragrant sweat, and her thin purple suspender dress clung tightly to her flesh, wet and glistening, revealing a fleshy sheen.
Bathed in a warm glow from the colored light, she lay limp and weak on the floor like a frog, barely able to move
, her appearance alluring and seductive.
Her snow-white, glossy legs twitched intermittently, her mons pubis, pressed against the floor, swollen and engorged,
overflowing with love fluid. A pool of liquid, barely visible on the floor between her buttocks, steamed with a tantalizing heat. Her
breathless, intoxicating appearance was captivating, instantly arousing Qin An's lust.
Their eyes met, and Liao Yu, naturally noticing the passion, paused, then immediately scolded, "What are you looking at?!
I'm telling you, I've already given you oral sex, so don't even think about touching me until you shower!" Her lips were damp with hair as she panted
, her body flushed, her appearance utterly captivating.
"Um... I can't help it..."
"I haven't settled accounts with you yet! Am I a toy?! How could you force me to give you oral sex?!"
Liao Yu finally got up weakly, sitting on the spot and pointing her pale index finger at him, looking fierce.
"Um... weren't you enjoying licking it?"
"Pah! I just wanted to finish quickly." Liao Yu spat in embarrassment and annoyance. Seeing Qin An coming to pester her again, she
picked up the black high heels scattered on the side, pretending to throw them. Her eyebrows were filled with anger, and she used a crisp, high-pitched voice to scare him,
"Aren't you going to take a shower!"
"No, come on, you want it too." Qin An pitifully moved closer, going over to pry open Liao Yu's
thighs. Because of the sweat, they were a little slippery, and this slippery feeling was even more stimulating, making Qin An rub them even more vigorously.
"What?! Get off... Didn't you already ejaculate once?" Liao Yu pushed away
Qin An, who was kissing and nibbling at her neck, and said in a coquettish voice. When Qin An ignored her, she immediately started to whine and act aggrieved. "Um... do you just
want my body and don't care about me at all?"
"I care, I care." Qin An replied and continued to nibble.
Seeing that her coquettishness was useless, Liao Yu was very dissatisfied with Qin An's lustful behavior and pushed
him away heavily.
"Qin An! I told you to take a shower and you're still dawdling. You don't love me! You just want to sleep with me, don't you?!"
Qin An was pushed so hard that he squatted down. Seeing that Liao Yu's tone had really turned cold, he realized that he had been too eager. But
facing a beauty like Liao Yu, who was of heavenly beauty, it was only human nature not to be able to resist.
"No." Qin An chuckled awkwardly.
"I think so! Qin An, you've been toying with me for so long, and I've tolerated it all. Do you think
nothing happened to you last time you molested me because I was too ashamed to call the police? Do you know what kind of temper I have?!" Liao Yu's face grew colder and colder,
her pretty face radiating icy hue. She was initially just a little angry, but as she spoke, she began to feel wronged, thinking that he definitely
didn't love her. This thought, that the person she loved didn't love her, only fueled her grief and anger.
So he became even more stern, "If it were anyone else, I would call the police on the spot and have them arrested! I would definitely send them to jail!
But you... Qin An, you definitely know I like you! I'm not stupid, I understand, but do you know why I
made you my younger brother? Isn't it to take responsibility for you? I think, can a child as young as you
handle the pressure of a teacher-student relationship? I don't understand some things myself. Is it because of lust that I'm attracted to you,
because I've been lonely for too long, or because I really like you? So, I tolerated you treating me like an idiot before, but
today, you saved me, and I decided to give myself to you, but how did you treat me? Am I a toy?!"
Liao Yu burst into tears.
"No... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're too charming." Qin An didn't expect that because of his lust,
he forgot to communicate with her more, and Liao Yu would completely dredge up all the old grievances and settle accounts... this woman.
But seeing her tears, he felt a pang of heartache.
Liao Yu felt even more aggrieved upon hearing this. This bastard had made her lick such a stinky thing. Although the pungent smell later
didn't bother her and even aroused her sexual desire, it didn't stop her from making him feel even more guilty now. She first said in a teary-eyed, coquettish
tone, "Everyone in the world knows I'm charming!" Because of her crying, her voice was very nasal, and her coquettishness was very strong.
"Pfft," Qin An couldn't help but laugh at Liao Yu's adorable, narcissistic words.
Seeing this, Liao Yu was so angry she wanted to grab her hair. She flailed her limbs like a cute little girl, sobbing
and crying, "Waaah...you're laughing at me! You won't even take a bath! You...your filthy thing stinks
...okay, I tolerated it...but what about you? I've always indulged you, even licked that stinky thing so
clean for you without a single complaint, but I just want you to wash yourself properly before we have sex...waaah
...tell me, don't you like me? You only want my body?!" Midway through, Qin An stepped forward and hugged
her to comfort her, but she cried even harder, letting out tears of the fright she'd experienced at the hotel that night.
"Oh...oh...oh...don't cry, you're such a grown woman, aren't you ashamed?" Qin An rhythmically
patted Liao Yu's back, in her arms...no, it seemed he was too small, making it seem like he was in her arms.
She felt like a giant rag doll...
Anyway, Qin An adopted the manner of comforting his niece, and Liao Yu, who had initially cried even harder, gradually
stopped sobbing intermittently, her delicate red nose twitching. This had been going on for about half an hour.
Qin An was on the verge of tears. The ancients said women were made of water, and they were right! He just wanted to have sex, how did
he end up taking care of a child?
He pondered this for a moment, then laughed, thinking that this was a sign of extreme trust and reliance on him. To have
such a beautiful woman, a reincarnation of a goddess, so devoted to him, Qin An felt a little apprehensive, but even more so a sense of responsibility, and... a
growing, intense love in his heart.
The crying stopped, and Liao Yu nervously peeked at Qin An, but she didn't see him annoyed or think she was a troublesome woman.
Instead, he wore a smile, a doting smile, just like when she had spoiled Qin An and indulged his mischievousness before.
A sense of satisfaction, as if her efforts hadn't been in vain, slowly filled her heart, transforming into a feeling
of happiness that made Liao Yu feel like she was melting.
"Qin An, don't you love me?" Liao Yu cried, her body limp, leaning against Qin An in her arms,
asking softly and naturally.
Qin An shook his head.
"Then...do you love me?"
He nodded.
"Do you like me?"
He nodded.
"Do you love me as much as I do?"
He shook his head, and as the girl's expression darkened, he uttered a heart-wrenching confession, "I love you more."
Liao Yu was stunned, her eyes glistening again—tears of happiness. Then she smiled like a flower
, saying sweetly, "Nonsense, it's definitely me who loves you more." She looked down at Qin An, tears welling up in her eyes, the
light reflecting off the misty water.
"Is that so?" Qin An feigned distress, then smiled gently, saying, "I understand. Then I'll try my
best to love you more, and strive to love each other as much as you do."
"Impossible." Liao Yu covered her mouth and chuckled, shaking her head. She squinted mischievously at the adorable little boy
, kissing his bright eyes, cute nose, and rosy lips, whispering in his ear, "I...
I will always love you more..."
Outside, it was a quiet, late night, but in the small bedroom, the two of them, one big and one small, seemed frozen in time.
The atmosphere grew increasingly warm. Even though the young woman felt physically cold, the warmth in her heart made her oblivious
.
Under the bright yellow light, the old-fashioned environment seemed to shimmer with dust, like countless fireflies fluttering in a forest
. The woman sat there, beautiful as a painting, a portrait of a natural goddess.
The goddess was ethereal and otherworldly, her eyes brimming with love, filling the room with a
soft, ambiguous pink hue. She gazed at the small figure opposite her, like an elf, slender and petite, her short hair giving off a refreshing
air. Her fair skin and pleasing features didn't disrupt the tranquil beauty of the room; she too looked at
her goddess with deep affection.
The elf, at that moment, wanted to pledge a lifetime of unwavering love, to never leave her side, to stay with her until old age, to protect her
until their hair turned white, and to hold her hand in their old age. And the goddess, the goddess wanted to freeze this unforgettable
love in this moment; she had never been so happy.
A sudden surge of emotion—but such is reality; sometimes it comes so abruptly. It
might be the tenderness after a passionate encounter, or the moment when emotions are fully released and defenses are down. Just now,
the young woman sobbed uncontrollably, pouring out her heart, while the shorter man, understanding her feelings, gently comforted
her—a woman in her vulnerability is most easily touched; this is the wisdom of countless predecessors.
The two couldn't get enough of each other; even sitting in silence, they felt neither bored nor
awkward. But there was still important business to attend to; the task of procreating their race was arduous and required swift action. And so, this beautiful
scene began to unfold.
Liao Yu's peach-blossom eyes were filled with spring, her red lips parted slightly, like the lingering flow of water after a glacier melts in springtime, a tender
and sweet murmur, "Qin An, love me."
Qin An kissed her, "Take a shower first."
Hearing this, Liao Yu pouted and softly punched him, "You were so eager just now, and now you're like this again,
are you deliberately trying to annoy me... I don't care, I want it... I want it, I want it, I want it..." There was no coquettishness
, only frankness after their emotions had intertwined, "Come on, I want you to do me!"
The vulgarity made Qin An's manhood jump, but he chuckled, jumped up, and ran straight into the bathroom.
"Ugh! You're so annoying!" Liao Yu casually picked up the strap of her high heels and tossed it softly at him, then smiled
broadly, giggling happily for a while, muttering softly, "Then I'll take a shower too." Then she got up and swayed her beautiful
figure as she followed him in.
Soon, the silvery laughter from the bathroom carried into the bedroom, echoing. Dust motes, still
floating like fireflies, seemed startled by the sweet laughter. With the vibrations of the sound, the fireflies swirled and danced in the air
, like ripples on a lake or the gentle flow of a mountain stream, making the already warm and spacious
bedroom even cozier.
This was the starting point, a place they would cherish for many years to come, a place marked by happiness…
When ten or twenty years had passed, when this place was no more, a handsome, dashing man would still be holding hands with her
, the one crowned goddess in his heart.
———The End?———

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