Mo Yan in the Book 45 - 50 (H)

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46 Liar H:

Free of her clothes, Hanyu placed Mo Yan in the tub of hot water.

‘What are you planning?’ She stared at him in trepidation.

‘I just need to clear inside, otherwise, you will have fever.’ He said turning her so he could reach her back hole, and he inserted his finger against the continuous suction, the soft inner was sucked in tightly from the intrusion, and Hanyu felt as though his fingers would be pinched off. (Zuben: Yes, another fever. We wouldn’t want you to move on to the great orgy in the sky, would we?)

‘Uh~ stop…’ she cried, ‘water would get in…’ against his skilled ministrations, Mo Yan’s mind began to drift, while her mouth spoke words of resistance the tone was more like an invitation.

Seeing her gradually succumb to his teasing, Hanyu smiled evilly before pushing in another finger, twitching faster in her body and warm water rushed into her with his movements.

‘Hahn~ bloated…ahn~ quickly… ohh~’ she realised another had been put into her, and the pleasure sensations made joyous tears fall from her eyes. Despite, trying to resist the strange pleasure, she found her hips rocking Hanyu’s movements.

‘Not just yet. It’s coming.’ Her obscene beauty arrested his gaze. He had a triumphant smile on his face as he scratched her sensitive inner membrane and she writhed in tune to his turning and stirring. He pulled her up against him, so he could control her reactions. He held her slender waist firmly and kept her legs open so she would not restrict his movements as he continued to pick the soft meat of her rectum.

‘Don’t ah~ too much~…’ Mo Yan’s eyes widened from the intense pleasure, she wanted to get out of the bath, but she was pressed down. The crazy teasing made her mind almost collapse. Her toes curled as she was overcome with an electrifying pleasure as she sucked his fingers deeper into her back hole.

‘Hah~ah~ I-I’m coming’ Seeing her coming to climax from his fingers, he kissed her coveted lips biting the tender flesh as he continued to be merciless insider her. He reached down and pinched the protruding flower stalk hard, and her sensitive body stiffened before struggling. Her anus contracted violently, and a long stream of intestinal fluid and turbidity was spat out. (Zuben: -.-)

Mo Yan’s body was soft and pliant in his arms in the aftermath.

He kissed her flushed face and pulled her out of the bath. His bespoke Italian suit was drenched, he quickly stripped exposing his tanned body before sitting on the chair in the bathroom. He leaned back lazily, showing the tent in his trousers. He quickly undid his belt and positioned her over him. (Zuben: If he was going into the bath why is he still wearing his clothes?)

The pleasure of their union made both of them moan.

‘Ha ha~ you said you wanted to clean me up ahn~ you liar ah~’ Mo Yan protested, but she could not escape him. Her wet flower hole was being teased by his meat stick; the pleasure made her sob. The small mouth began to open with the man’s action revealing the pink tongue. (Zuben: At this point in time, one would think Mo Yan would have learned not to trust these dickwads’ words)

47 Give it to you:

‘I didn’t say it was just to get you clean’ he replied between pants.

Mo Yan struggled in anger, but she was easily subdued.

‘Don’t…I don’t want this…’ but no matter how much she cried she could not escape his control.

Hanyu kissed the hot tears falling down her face as he fondled her full breast and his male root broke free from the shackles of his underwear. (Zuben: Why do they bother with underwear?)

He moved her back and forth over him, her slick petals caressed the hard stalk.

‘My kitten is so good, just one more time hmm? Don’t cry, it makes me distressed when you cry.’ (Zuben: Are you gonna stop fucking her then?)

Before she could rebut, he took her lips in a deep searing kiss, his long tongue probed her soft mouth. His overwhelming masculinity made her powerless.

Sensing her moment of weakness, he pushed into her deepest place. Her tight pussy made his catch his breath, but Mo Yan was now stiff in his arms. He kept stroking her silken body igniting her desire, and slowly her dewy flower path could not escape his play.

‘Ah~ ah~ so full.’ Mo Yan gasped for air from the sensation of his cock inside her; it kept her mounting peaks of pleasure and drops of ecstatic tears fell from her eyes onto his arms. Her red engorged petals were pushed apart by his thick red meat stick to the limit. When he lifted her up, his phallus was coated in her juices. Even his full jade bags underneath were covered in the slick fluid. He sat her back down and their bodies echoed in a slapping sound.

‘Do you feel me in your body? Do you like it when I fuck you like this, eh?’ he asked, his lust rasped voice making her quiver. Though she shook her head to stop his movement, her body followed his rhythm up and down.

‘My kitten is a little liar; your little lower mouth doesn’t want me to leave.’ He said pecking at her dishonest mouth. He pushed wider her long legs that had tightened due to the intensity of the pleasure and started to speed up his ingress. He could feel that the door to the flower palace was slightly open and his eyes took on a hint of intensified lust and danger, and he squeezed the rest of his bare cock into her pussy that was already open to its limit.

‘Too much! Stop it uhn~ it’s going to break!’ she protested between moans, ‘Slow down~’

His thickness completely occupied her flower path and the palace. His glans was pushed firmly against the fragile wall, and it felt like a thousand mouths were kissing his cock. Hanyu was like a tiger on his prey, he drew out and rushed into the flower palace with force.

Mo Yan could not stand his onslaught; she was constantly begging for mercy.

‘Kitten is very good; it’s going to get better soon. Relax that tight cunt, don’t clamp down so much, ugh.’ But his dirty words made her pussy tighter and suck wildly. The squeezing made him sprint harder inside her. He clasped her willowy waist with both hands and fucked her hard.

‘Like it, huh? Wait for me, we’ll come together.’ He said feeling that her vagina was beginning to spasm uncontrollably, his speed and power increased, pushing into her womb. He reached down and pulled at her pleasure button mercilessly, and waves of love juice bathed his cock.

Mo Yan was screaming in ecstasy.

‘Ah, I’ll give it to you.’ He growled as her orgasm hit, and nectar poured, he pushed up into her and sprayed his hot ejaculate into her sensitive flower palace.

48 Kiss it:

The door opened and two other men were at the door of the bathroom.

‘How fierce…’

Mo Yan was afraid of the dangerous looking lust in their eyes; she shrunk against Ye Hanyu, making the men who were watching her eyes narrow.

‘Don’t scare our kitten.’ Hanyu said kissing her frightened expression. After a wash, he handed her over to them.

The room had been cleaned while they were in the bathroom, and the scent made Mo Yan feel relaxed and sleepy.

Xiao Muchen placed her on the bed and began to kiss down her delicate body, teasing her with his large hands wanting her to fall into lust again.

‘I’m so tired.’ She cried, ‘let me rest.’

‘Darling, we’ll let you rest after feeding you.’ Muchen turned her over and parted her weak legs. He poked at her meat flaps with his cock and the head was immediately coated with dew. He would use his cock head to tease her clitoris to stoke her need.

Gong Qiye undressed and climbed at the head of the bed, he released his meat stick that had felt imprisoned for a long time. He caressed her pink tender lips and pushed his fingers into her delicate mouth pulling at her tongue.

‘Kiss it.’ He said pushing his cock against her mouth, and the strong musk rushed up her nose. A little cock dew hung from the top. Mo Yan looked up helplessly at him, not realising her charm made her more enchanting to him.

He pried opened her mouth with his thumb and pushing his dick inside.

The heat of her mouth made him almost erupt. Qiye had always prided himself on his strong self-control, had to remind himself to be gentle as he pushed his huge phallus into her small mouth and wrapped her delicate hand around the rest of him.

‘That’s it, honey, breath through your nose, that’s it. Darling is so smart.’

Her hot tight mouth and delicate hands made Qiye’s expression tighten with lust, his eyes were full of ecstasy.

Mo Yan was soon addicted to the pleasures she was feeling once more.

Seeing Mo Yan was used to Qiye’s dick in her mouth, Muchen slowly pushed into her body. Her tight flower path sucked on him, eroding his self-control. The collision behind her made Mo Yan suck the cock in her mouth even deeper. The two men moved in tandem; when one of them thrust in the other pulled out. The pleasure from her mouth and pussy made Mo Yan grasp the sheet beneath her tightly with her free hand.

Her black hair was spread across the bed with tendrils sticking to her flushed face. Mo Yan’s eyes were filled with charming tears, and her mouth around the thick meat stick could only cry out charming chocked moans.

‘So good. So good.’ Qiye crooned as he stroked her silken hair before pushing his cock deep into her throat. It was suffocating, and she pulled at his shirt hem. When he realised her discomfort, he pulled out and waited for her breathing to stabilise before resuming at a slower pace. (Zuben: Aww, he’s being considerate) Crystal clear sweat hit the honey coloured belly making him even look sexier. (Zuben: Huh?)

Suddenly a strong contraction made the two men frown, they looked up from Mo Yan’s body to see that Situ Yi was stroking her back with his long elegant hands, and the shudder than went through her made her suck the meat sticks at both ends hard. Aware that she was about to climax, they began to fuck her mouth and pussy long, hard and deep as though they wanted to ruin her delicate body.

Waves of pleasure rushed through Mo Yan. The strong swell made her wild, she wanted to free herself from their control. But her body was wracked with convulsions as she came, she grabbed at Qiye’s expensive shirt and tears were splashed against his sexy abdomen. The two men fucked in long deep strokes trying to prolong her pleasure.

Mo Yan peaked again, and both men also released their white turbidity they had been withholding for a long time.

49 You can do it:

Qiye smiled cockily at Mo Yan who continued to shudder from her climax. He held her head to his dick gently to prevent her escape.

‘Eat more.’ He said as thick musky white cum rushed into her mouth. (Zuben: Cum hydrant. Just spewing and spewing)

Tears hung on her eyes and her expression of grievance made Qiye rub his male liquor against her full lips. Then he kissed her, tasting her mouth’s sweetness mixed with his bitterness.

Muchen pulled out of her fiery little hole, and pressed her belly with the palm of his hand making a stream of nectary mixed with semen flow out of her. Her panting and the obscenity of the scene turned the men into wild beast eager to rush in and get their own mouthfuls. (Zuben: Animal in suit and tie)

Qiya turned Mo Yan’s body so that his cock was at her red, swollen petals. He leaned over her plunged into her.

‘Ah! Why~? Stop…’ her unprepared body was suddenly filled with is meat stick and her body tightened around him in shock. Mo Yan was tense and shivering.

He grabbed her buttocks and began to thrust into her. With his steady rhythm, she also began to undulate her waist catering to him.

‘You’re so greedy, here you are.’ He said as he sped up his piston. He plunged into her depths with each thrust, her narrow flower path made him want to constantly fuck her.

‘Ah~ wait…ah~ slow down~ too fast~.’ Unable handle his exciting offensive, Mo Yan moans were interspersed with pleas for mercy, but her sweet voice excited him more, making him want to push harder into her wet cavern.

‘Ah~ ah~ hah~ stop~’ Her sensitive body could not help but climax again.

Her body was now his to mould and he lifted her hips to continued to send into her. Her tearful eyes lost focus and she stared out at nothing while body fluid dripped from their union unto the bed sheet.

‘You’re a bad girl…coming so quickly.’ Qiye said as he thrust into her after coming out of her inflamed hole by the barest margin.

‘No, stop it…’ she cried looking up at him tearfully, but she didn’t realise how alluring she looked. Qiye smiled wickedly and kissed her lips. He trailed kisses along her jaw and whispered in her ear,

‘Don’t cry darling, just a little more then it’s over.’

Even after the many turns of lust, her tight inner muscles caught his male root and drew him deep into her. Each time he reached her deepest place, Mo Yan’s waist and legs wriggled unconsciously and sweet, sensual pants came from her throat. The sound of their bodies colliding and their panting filled the room.

His thrusting began to accelerate, attacking her body fiercely. His hot iron almost burning her delicate inner walls. (Zuben: All that machine-like friction, it’s surprising she hasn’t been chafed beyond salvation. Oh, but I’m sure Situ Yi has a convenient salve for that.)

Mo Yan cried out.

‘You can do it, baby, be good…eat more…swallow it all.’ He said pushing into her widening her body to it’s limits. Inside her, he enjoyed the way her inner walls pinched and sucked him in. He gave a huge thrust and sent his cock deep into her flower palace, and the tightness almost made him orgasm.

‘No~ I’m going to break ~’ The intensity of the pleasure constantly over loaded her fragile body. Mo Yan helplessly tossed her head as she cried, but she was controlled by his big hands, and she swallowed his big meat. Each thrust crashed against her g-spot and she felt the rapid build of pleasure.

‘Ah~ ah~ It’s coming…’ she cried before biting into her own arm. She did not expect Zeyuan to gently pry open her mouth and put in his own fingers to keep her from hurting herself.

‘Just little longer…bear with it….’ He said before pressing his hand against his protrusion on under her abdomen tightly. (Zuben: Why? I don’t understand what this achieves for either party.) His hot rod stabbed and ground against the wall of the palace with each entry, and when he pulled out, he pressed hard against her sensitive spots along her inner wall.

When Mo Yan was about to climax, he pulled out completely to keep her from reaching the peak. He did this several times, making Mo Yan cry in annoyance, ‘You’re a bad man ~’

But Qiye found it pleasurable to bump his glans against the wall of the flower palace.

A wave of liquid sprayed around his hardened cock increasing his desire to erupt. But he kept rubbing against the bumps to increase her pleasure.

‘Ah~ ah~ I’m going to break~’ she cried.

‘That’s good, honey, I’ll give it to you…swallow it all uh…’ As she was climaxing around him again, Qiye stopped resisting, pressed against the soft sensitive walls and sprayed out his thick white turbidity into her.

50 Agreement:

Qiye slowly withdrew from her narrow sweet hole, and a stream of nectar and his cum flowed out, he wiped her up and took her to the bathroom again.

‘No more.’ Mo Yan protested albeit tiredly, she struggled against him weakly.

‘It’s okay darling, we won’t touch you.’ Muchen hugged her and placated her.

She didn’t believe him. She was vigilant of his every action. Any ambiguous touch, and she would break away from him immediately. But eventually, under his gentle ministrations, her eyelids drooped wearily, but she still clutched at him trying to stop him from doing anything else to her.

The servants had come once more to clean the obscene room, it was back to its original state. Situ Yi untied the bathrobe around her and tried to wipe an ointment on her body but she pushed him away,

‘No, don’t…’ her eyes were once again full of tears and hostility at him.

‘Darling, this would help the bruises fade quickly. You don’t want Mr and Mrs Mo to see all the traces of our love, do you?’ (Zuben: Love. *retch*)

She turned away and hung her head, letting him apply the ointment. Yi’s heart melted; her white skin had gone through their greedy caresses and fondling. After applying the ointment, her skin was gleaming. He put on her laundered yellow dress back on.

Mo Yan was so tired and her eyelids were drooping, but just as she was about to close them, she opened them again worried that they would rush her once more.

Then she heard one of them say, ‘Darling, did you know Muchen and your father are talking about working together?’ and she suddenly became alert. Yi watched her sleepy face through narrowed eyes.

‘What do you want?’ she asked. Thinking of the men’s collective power, her sleepiness vanished and her face turned charmingly angry.

‘As I said before; we want you. But it seems our kitten doesn’t know us yet. It’s really sad considering our bodies are so compatible.’ Hanyu said from his lean against the wall.

‘I’m Ye Hanyu, he’s Situ Yi, Mu Zeyuan, Xiao Muchen and Gong Qiye, the only one you remembered.’ He said pointing to each man in turn.

She curled up clutching at the bedsheet to bolster her. Her beautiful eyes were narrow in suspicion and her lips were pursed,

‘What do you want?’ she asked again between clenched teeth.

Qiye came up to her and stroked her lips before forcing her teeth apart, ‘We want you with us everyday.’

‘Impossible.’ She replied immediately.

Her tough attitude made them raise their eyebrows.

‘So, would you like the collaboration with your father to fall through? You should know what we can do with our power.’ Muchen asked with a villainous laugh as he tapped the corner of his mouth. (Zuben: How would she know this? She barely even knows you! Y'all could be con artist-rapists! Actually...)

‘Three days. Three days a week.’ She negotiated.

‘No, five days. We can make arrangements for the other two days.’ Muchen counted.

Mo Yan did not argue anymore, she was too tired, ‘For how long? A month? Six months? A year?’ she asked. There were tears in her eyes, but she would not let them see her cry.

‘Don’t know yet.’ Yi said stroking the tears before giving her light kisses on her snow-white neck.

‘My parents…’

‘Just tell them you want to work for Chen and live away from home. We’ll sort out where you’ll stay.’ Qiye said dismissively.

‘We’ll let you rest now.’

She watched as they left the room. Once the door shut behind them, Mo Yan let go of her armour and buried herself in bed and cried quietly.

The fear and lust of that night had made her exhausted, and she fell into a deep sleep.

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