CHAPTER 7 [R-18]
R-18
Hu Anxue trembled for nearly half a minute. While she trembled, Hang Ying's tongue moved slowly, occasionally pausing for a few seconds, until she calmed down before Hang Ying continued her actions. Her movements were much gentler than before. She first used her lips to kiss and soothe, and then used her tongue to lick the liquid around the entrance.
The room was very quiet, and Hu Anxue could even hear all the details of Hang Ying's licking movements. She was aware of every slide of Hang Ying's throat. Hang Ying's kisses gradually moved to her abdomen, and her body followed suit. Her unusually moist lips traced along the curves of her body, moving upwards until they met her lips.
Hu Anxue enjoyed kissing Hang Ying. She felt that kissing was romantic and a way to express love even more than s*xual int*rcourse. She loved the feeling of their breaths intertwining. But at this moment, besides the fragrance in Hang Ying's mouth, she seemed to smell something strange. Her dazed mind slowly reacted and realized what the smell was. It was her own scent, the scent of the sea as the legends say, and her face instantly flushed. She had initially wanted to respond actively to Hang Ying's kisses, but now she felt too embarrassed to move and just let Hang Ying explore her lips and tongue.
After the kiss ended, the captivating breath that had enchanted Hu Anxue moved to her ear. Hang Ying whispered against her earlobe, "You're so fast, baby."
Oh my God... Hu Anxue exclaimed in her mind. Hang Ying's voice was already sed*ctive enough, and now she was being flirt*tious, calling her baby. It was too enticing. Hu Anxue felt like her soul had been captivated by her.
Hu Anxue's previously steady breathing became rapid again. Hang Ying held onto her earlobe, sucking on it while her hand caressed Hu Anxue's waist, groping her br*asts, and teasing her n*pples. Her s*xual desire was quickly aroused by Hang Ying.
Her lower body had just been cleaned and felt dry and refreshed, so the sensation of a trickle of fresh juice became evident. The fresh liquid once again moistened her entrance, causing it to involuntarily contract, as if anticipating something.
Since the beginning of the kiss, Hu Anxue had been holding Hang Ying in her embrace. Through touch, she deduced that Hang Ying was still wearing the well-tailored suit she usually wore when going out today, except that she had just taken off her jacket. Now she was wearing a shirt on her upper body, and she should be wearing trousers below, but she didn't know the colors of the suit and shirt she was wearing today.
However, no matter what color it was, her pants should already be wet. As for herself, besides the black silk in front of her, she was completely n*ked. Only with this thought, Hu Anxue could keep her peace of mind. Although she had actively chosen to come to Hang Ying, she felt like she was the lamb waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board. She really wanted to touch Hang Ying's body, to be open and vulnerable with her. Of course, this desire only existed in her mind and she didn't dare to say it out loud.
The kiss landed on Hu Anxue's chest again. Hang Ying used her teeth to lightly scrape her br*asts, while her lips rubbed against them, seeming to enjoy it. In that moment, Hu Anxue wished so much that Hang Ying genuinely liked her body and not just because of work.
Hang Ying took one of her n*pples into her mouth, her lips tightly sealed as she kneaded, sucked, and then extended her tongue to slowly lick it, first circling it with the tip of her tongue, then using the soft surface of her tongue to rub it in circles.
"Mmm~" a moan escaped from Hu Anxue's mouth as a new round of pleasure officially began.
One of Hu Anxue's n*pples was being sucked by Hang Ying, while the other was held between Hang Ying's fingers. Both sensitive areas were simultaneously stimulated, refreshing Hu Anxue's understanding of pleasure. The two br*asts, facing each other from a distance, seemed to be tightly connected within her body, and together they tugged at her core, igniting a rapid surge of desire and a torrent of juices, leaving her painfully empty. The feeling of emptiness made Hu Anxue unconsciously twist her hips, trying to relieve something, but it had no effect until Hang Ying's hand reached that place.
Before Hang Ying's hand reached there, Hu Anxue heard the sound of packaging being opened. At that time, she didn't understand what Hang Ying was doing, but now she immediately understood that Hang Ying was putting on a finger c*ndom. She had only heard of it but never seen it before. It was something she had randomly come across in novels, with no concrete concept. At this moment, she could only vaguely sense a slippery sensation, unable to see it, but even with just this slight stimulation, she was already enjoying it.
She had always felt that s*xual items were far from her, but unexpectedly, she was using them in her first s*xual experience. It wasn't an option when she placed the order just now, so she didn't know if it was the default for the inn or if Hang Ying used it for her hygiene. Just the thought of Hang Ying's slender and beautiful fingers wearing a finger condom and touching her core made Hu Anxue very excited. This scene must be very er*tic, but unfortunately, she couldn't see it.
That finger with a slippery feel started circling around Hu Anxue's cl*toris, causing it to swell slightly, and her entrance contracted in anticipation. Soon, the finger glided into the crevice of her l*bia, the wetness meeting the slickness, and it moved in a particularly smooth manner as Hang Ying's finger skillfully maneuvered within. The process was tantalizing, but Hu Anxue could only endure it and silently pray for Hang Ying to give her release.
The moisture in her core seemed to increase, and her hips beneath her became wet again, soaking two different places. Hang Ying's finger followed her l*bia downwards, gliding across the wetness on her b*ttocks, and then suddenly pressed against her entrance. Hang Ying's fingertip tentatively pushed inside, not fully entering yet, and Hu Anxue felt a strange and pleasurable sensation.
"Mmm~ Mmm..."
Hu Anxue held Hang Ying's body tightly, feeling a bit nervous. Although she had mentally prepared herself, she was still afraid of the pain. She could also sense Hang Ying's tension—the heavy and deep breaths.
After a few more attempts, Hang Ying's fingertip had entered. Hu Anxue didn't feel any pain; instead, she tightened her entrance and wanted it to go further. Hang Ying's finger slowly continued to push inside. It was a strange and unfamiliar sensation in her core, not particularly comfortable, but not painful either.
"Does it hurt? Is it okay?" Hang Ying raised her head, and their eyes met in the darkness.
Hu Anxue: "It doesn't hurt, it's okay."
Hang Ying: "Really? Don't force yourself."
Hu Anxue: "No, really."
Hang Ying lowered her head again and soothed Hu Anxue's n*pple. With the stimulation on her n*pple, Hu Anxue's attention beneath her was slightly distracted. It was as if she was gradually finding a comfortable feeling, and she eagerly anticipated Hang Ying going deeper. Soon, she felt Hang Ying's finger slowly moving inside her passage, bit by bit. It didn't take long before it seemed to be fully buried inside. Hu Anxue felt her entrance touching Hang Ying's finger base.
So this was what it felt like to have her core filled. It was slightly uncomfortable at first, but the subsequent pleasure was real. Hang Ying was really gentle, after inserting her finger, she didn't move hastily. She just gently probed with her fingertip. Hu Anxue's sensitive spot was continuously teased, and it created strange ripples, delicate and wonderful sensations. The fear of the unknown gradually gave way to pleasure, and Hang Ying's finger started pulsating at the right moments.
Hang Ying's finger curved upwards, and the smooth sensation of the finger c*ndom stimulated Hu Anxue's inner walls with each movement. Sometimes it was directly above, and at other times it circled around the surroundings. Each sensation was different, fulfilling Hu Anxue's desires for l*vemaking—magical and joyful. Especially since the person she was making love with was someone she liked.
Hu Anxue had been hesitant to admit her feelings for Hang Ying until she saw her in the inn, knowing that Hang Ying would have s*x with women. Only then did she dare to admit that she liked her and wanted to kiss and make love to her. In this moment, she didn't want to think about their future; she just wanted to enjoy this moment of pleasure.
"Ah~~~ Mmm~~~" Hu Anxue no longer wanted to grab the bedsheet, she just wanted to hold Hang Ying in her arms, feeling the softness and smoothness of her hair, the delicacy of her skin, and the strength in her arms.
She had always known that Hang Ying had strong arms because those beautiful lines couldn't be achieved just by being thin. They must have been developed through strength training to form such beautiful muscles. The feel of those muscles was comfortable, especially when they were exerting force. Hang Ying's speed and strength in teasing her gradually increased.
Comfortable, even pleasurable, was the only thought in Hu Anxue's mind at this moment. The feeling of her thighs being "massaged" was completely different from the external massages on her body. The external massages only relaxed her skin and muscles, but the massage on her thighs seemed to affect her entire being. Hu Anxue felt as if every cell in her body had relaxed, as if she were floating in the air, lying on a soft, fluffy cloud. Her whole body was tingling with electricity.
"Mmm~~~ Ah~~~ Ah~~~" Moaning sounds traveled through the air and bones and returned to Hu Anxue's ears. To her own ears, the sound was soft and gentle, but also indulgent. She wondered how Hang Ying perceived it.
Hang Ying must have heard many people moaning. Hu Anxue didn't know what kind of moaning she liked—whether she preferred the wild moans from adult films or the restrained ones. She couldn't imitate the wild ones from the films, so she could only try to give Hang Ying a sense of achievement within her own limits. She wondered what the mentality of a true client would be like. When Hu Anxue came, she had brought love with her, and now her heart and eyes were filled with Hang Ying. In any case, she cared deeply about Hang Ying's thoughts.
"Mmm~~~ Ah~~~" Hang Ying's finger went deep. For a moment, Hu Anxue felt like Hang Ying was penetrating all the way through her. The next second, she found it amusing. She imagined the structure of the female g*nitalia she had seen in biology books, visualizing where Hang Ying's finger was. It was impossible for a finger to penetrate through her, but thinking like this seemed to intensify her sensations.
The image of the g*nitalia structure transformed into her own, with Hang Ying's finger exploring it, teasing her sensitive spots, shaping her sensitive flesh into various forms.
"Hiss~~~ Ah~~~ Ah! Mmm~~~" Hang Ying's penetration was fast and deep, and Hu Anxue couldn't hold back anymore. She reached climax.
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