The Butterfly Effect - Chapter 153, Calling out to Husband for Orgasm

The thick, pink penis was thrusting deep into the tender little cunt, pounding relentlessly. Zhan Ying was fucking her too hard, making the delirious Yang Youyou squirt wave after wave of juices before he felt his glans itch unbearably. He pinched the plump little clitoris, pressed his big cock firmly against the uterine wall, and sprayed his second load of hot, thick semen inside.
Her slender body was violently jolted by the man's thrusts, each bounce accompanied by a gush of semen spraying onto their point of contact. When she finally went limp, all her senses were imprinted on her throbbing, convulsing cunt. His thick, powerful penis, ejaculating, pounded deep into her womb, the sensation so intense it plunged Yang Youyou into an inescapable hell of lust. Tears streamed down her face, her mouth brimming with saliva, as she begged for mercy, her cries of pleasure echoing, "Waaah...don't fuck me anymore...Zhan Ying...ah...have mercy on me...waaah...orgasm...uh...can't stop...ah...ah...my cunt's going to break..."
Zhan Ying, who only wanted to give her the last drop of semen in his testicles, held her and fucked her even more fiercely. He even gritted his teeth and increased the speed even more cruelly. "Almost there, mmm... I'm almost done. Wait a little longer, Youyou, my good wife, your tender little cunt is about to bite my big cock off. Let your husband fuck you to death, okay?"
The dizzying pleasure had swept Yang Youyou's consciousness to a place she could no longer find. Streams of hot, thick semen shot onto her tender inner walls, burning her so much that her toes pointed and she trembled. Crystal tears streamed from her rolled-back, peach-blossom eyes. She couldn't bear it any longer; a mixture of tingling and numb sensations overwhelmed her, making her nearly faint from pleasure. "Ah...husband...Zhan Ying...Waaah...no...don't touch my clitoris...don't pinch it...ahhh..."
Zhan Ying's penis tightened at her lewd "husband," and his large hand, which had been playing with her little clitoris, couldn't control itself any longer. His fingertips pinched and tugged at the fleshy nipple, and the "slap slap slap" sounds of fucking continued to be intense. The bone-burning pleasure made Yang Youyou's body tense up immediately, and her lewd cries stopped abruptly. Under his fucking, she had another orgasm!
Yang Youyou was still in a daze, caught in the throes of orgasm. It wasn't until Zhan Ying had satisfied himself that he slowly pulled his big cock out. But her tender little pussy, which had been fucked to the point of numbness, was still twitching wantonly. If you rubbed it with your fingers, a stream of cloudy white semen would spurt out of her pussy.
"Youyou, you called me husband..." Zhan Ying kissed her cheek, one large hand covered her crotch, and his slender middle and ring fingers were inserted into her seductive little cunt full of semen and stirred.
He was content, a feeling of blissful comfort spreading through his warm and soothing chest.
"Mmm...mmm...ah...no, stop...woo..." His mouth was being wantonly licked and teased, his long fingers rubbing and kneading the core of her opening. The intoxicating pleasure spread throughout Yang Youyou's body. Lost in this wonderful sensation, her mind had regained some clarity, but her body defied her, arching her slender waist, trying to pursue more pleasure. "Spare me...woo...Zhan Ying...ah...woo...I can't take it anymore...ah ah..."
"Youyou, let's get married..." Zhan Ying, his eyes bloodshot and alluring, pressed against her body, his powerful lips and tongue lingering and kissing her cheeks. Her already swollen clitoris was stimulated to become even more rounded, and her vagina was overflowing with wetness and semen. "I'll fuck your little cunt like this every day, so that you'll automatically get wet just by looking at my face. I'll also lick you, lick your clitoris until it's raw, and suck it into a little cock..."
He skillfully circled the base of her clitoris with his thumb, and with two other long fingers inserted inside her vagina, even without any immediate withdrawal, the subtle, itchy, tingling pleasure was impossible for her to ignore.
"Ah...no...woo...no marriage...no...woo woo...Zhan Ying...it's going to break...ah..." The man's actions were like a torment, his long fingers tracing circles and grinding against her thighs, sending waves of intoxicating numbness through her. Her plump little clitoris swelled and throbbed. Yang Youyou couldn't bear such torment and suddenly began to tremble. She moaned softly, her vagina swallowing the long fingers and contracting incessantly, each contraction tighter than the last.
Zhan Ying sensed that she seemed to be at a crucial moment again, so he quickly and without thinking pulled his large hand away from the sensitive spot that he so lingered over, and instead kissed her swollen lips that were crying out, invading her mouth with his tongue and sucking hard, not letting go no matter how she twisted and struggled.
The sudden cessation of pleasure in her groin transformed into a burning, irritating thirst. Yang Youyou blinked away tears, twisting her groin, which had been left untouched halfway through, and pitifully whimpered a few times.
“Youyou’s little mouth is the most disobedient,” Zhan Ying said as he washed Yang Youyou’s face with his saliva. His large hands, covered in slippery semen and vaginal fluid, grabbed her white buttocks and pinched and rubbed them hard. “Your little mouth is crying like that, and you still have the heart to refuse to marry me… It’s so pitiful, I can’t bear to watch.”
He deliberately pried open her wet little hole, and the squelching sound was both tantalizing and heart-wrenching. Shame amplified all the sensations in Yang Youyou's body. She was too embarrassed to think, and her itchy little hole was still tingling and making things worse for her.
"Um...you, you're not old enough...boo...can't get married...um...can't get married...uh..." Her reasonable refusal became coy and inviting in this embarrassing atmosphere. Yang Youyou trembled, her increasingly sensitive body making even her pushing feel like a pleading gesture.
"If you want to, how can you not get married?" Zhan Ying's beaming face finally revealed the genuine cheerfulness that only someone his age could have.
He got out of bed, walked to a decorative cabinet that was almost half his height, and opened the door. Inside the cabinet was a fairly large combination safe.
Yang Youyou had no curiosity about what was inside. She blinked her hazy eyes and looked around. She saw clothes discarded on the ground and the entire room that filled her with despair, with no idea where she could hide.
Just as she was at her wit's end and could only drag her still weak and sore limbs, roll up the blanket, and try to hide her body, Zhan Ying came back with a beautiful wooden box that he had taken from the safe.
Zhan Ying didn't care at all about her obvious evasive behavior. He got into bed, and she pulled him into her arms along with the blanket. Then, he happily placed the unlocked wooden box in front of her and opened the lid, like presenting a treasure.
Yang Youyou could only look down, and then she saw a dazzling array of jewelry she might never have the chance to see in her life. The wooden box was divided into three sections: left, center, and right. The two rows on the left were neatly arranged with sections for holding rings, displaying at least seven different gemstone rings and other styles of bands. The center section was the largest and most eye-catching, filled with a haphazard collection of jewelry made from various gemstones—necklaces, bracelets, pendants… The right side was more mysterious, containing a row of exquisite jewelry boxes, the contents of which were not yet visible.

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