Mo Yan in the Book 61 - 65 (H)

『極楽極楽～』

61 Does it feel good? 

Patting her blushing cheeks, Mo Yan began to cook again. Once she was done, she brought the two steaming bowls out and placed one in front of Xiao Muchen,

‘Eat.’

He stared at the two bowls before them, ‘Is that all?’ (Zuben: You forgot the red wine; breakfast, lunch and dinner, darling)

‘Eat if you like, or don’t eat.’ She said as she sat to eat her own food. He stared at her like she was the five star cuisine. Finally, he raised his chopsticks and tasted the broth. The taste made him want to drink it all at once, but it filled him with a sense of warmth. (Zuben: It is a hot bowl of noodles)

Watching her back as she was busy in the kitchen, Muchen had been filled with a sense of warmth passing to the bottom of his heart.

Mo Yan quickly finished her food and went to clean up the kitchen. Once she was done, she felt sweaty and sticky. Before he could react, she was inside her room, locking the door behind her, and she went to take a bath.

She filled the bath, and sank in. In the steamy bathroom, Mo Yan hung her arms on the rim of the bath while her delicate body was submerged. Her eyes were closed, and her face was like melon seed resting on her arm. (Zuben: Mighty Morphin' Power Sex Doll ™ – her face gets smaller and smaller with each chapter, soon it will be the size of a pin head)

Her black hair was wet and stuck to her snow white back down into the water. She was like an enchanting succubus that compelled a man have to have her. As Muchen opened the door, he was treated to such an alluring picture.

He sauntered in unhurriedly like an animal who spied his prey unawares.

He glided his finger over her wet white skin which made her shiver, ‘Comfortable?’ he asked.

Her eyes fluttered open to see him taking of his clothes, exposing his muscular body. Seeing her shocked face, he leaned over her and smiled, ‘Locking the door is pointless. You’re such a lovely darling.’

‘Don’t! Wait!’ She tried to get up and escape him, but he lifted her as he got into to the bath and placed her between his long legs. He clasped her in his arms and kissed her beautiful back while his hands snaked to her front to grasp her breasts. As his caresses grew more provocative, Mo Yan could not help but moan.

‘Lovely,’ Muchen patiently seduced her; pressing her against his body, kissing her, her neck, her pink nipples as he stroked her tender back down to her full pink buttocks. He slid his finger into her tight pussy and slowly drew in and out, once in a while he would tweak her clitoris, making her body send unending signals of pleasure.

Mo Yan struggled against his seduction. Her delicate body rubbing against his fine handsome body. His strong legs held her down, and his hardness rubbed against her waist and belly making her feel like she was aflame.

‘Ah~’ she cried, ‘So hot…let go~’ her repressed moans were charming and arousing. It was enough to destroy a normal man’s self control. He really wanted to send his hot iron shaft into her sweet seductive cave.

He sank down so his hot cock was up against her narrow flower hole. He grabbed her slender waist and started to push in slowly.

‘Ah! It hurts~ go out~ uh huh~’ Her eyes were misty with tears as she begged him not to penetrate her. But it felt too good to be surrounded her heat. Her pussy was tight, hot and wet, and sucking him in.

‘It will stop hurting soon.’ He coaxed as he reached up and grabbed a breast, rubbing the mass continuously, making the soapy skin squeeze out of his fingers. He lowered his head and sucked on the delicate skin of her neck sending tingling sensations through her body making her vagina begin to draw in his cock happily as a stream of nectar flowed into the warm water around him. (Zuben: The fountain is now on)

62 Happy Hour: 

‘Ha~ ha~ stop this~’ she cried. Everytime Muchen thrust in, she was thrown forward. She could only hold on to the edge of the bath. There was no mercy from the hot meat stick in her body, she could not help thinking about the heat.

‘Ah, so tight. Don’t clip it.’ He moaned as he clasped the round arse in front on his. The softness felt nice under his hand, and her skin turned red under his manipulation. Muchen could hardly control the wildness in his body as he sent the rest of his cock into her tiny hold. Her tender flesh walls shrunk around him instantly. He lifted her up by her arms and propped her against the wall so she sank deeper unto him enabling him to stab in her tight flesh and enjoy the honest reactions from her small mouth.

The sound of his cock churning her love juice, his skin slapping against hers and the water stirred their movements created such an obscene atmosphere, Muchen could not help but gasp. When he pulled out, his cock was coated with her nectar. When he thrust in he penetrated until he reached her soft uterine opening. He stirred her making her cry out. Then he pulled out suddenly and violently, held himself at the opening for a time before shoving it up again.

‘Hnn~ ah~ no~ so full,’ Mo Yan tossed her head, and she could no longer control her moans. With the skilled manipulation, she was lost to the pleasure. Her waist subconsciously danced and shook with his meat stick.

‘You love this, don’t you?’ he whispered hotly into her ears. His hot breath teasing her sensitive earlobes. He fondled, pinched and squeezed her breasts and nipples and the mouth below kept sucking and squeezing him happily.

‘No~ don’t say that~…’ she moaned, ‘It’s…almost here~ ah~ no~’ His nasty words made her little acupoint more uncontrolled, clamping around him tightly. The pleasure almost drowned her mind. The water in the bath was sloshing out over the floor from his intense movements. (Zuben: I don’t understand this bathroom concept. Is it a sunken bath or a high one? Is it a giant basin or a narrow one?)

‘Hmm, uhn~ you lower mouth is really tight ugh…good at sucking.’ He told her, before he sucked on her lower back.

‘Call my name,’ he said as his slammed into her, his jadebag slapping her snow bottom.

‘No~ ah~’

‘Call,’ He could feel her undulating around him rapidly, so he withdrew and instead teased her by rubbing his glans at the entrance to her hole. He would put it in deep then quickly withdraw.

‘No~ give it to me uhn~’ Just as she was about to orgasm, he cruelly stopped it. Mo Yan couldn’t help but cry because of the aching need inside her. She even twisted her hips to catch his cock but Muchen leaned over her, keeping his pelvis at bay to keep her from getting pleasure.

‘Call my name.’ he whispered in her ear.

‘Uh hn~ Muchen~ Chen~ give me~ let me come~’ She cried out unable to take the aching any longer. Tears of need fell from her eyes, she looked so beautiful and alluring making him roar crazily,

‘So good. So well behaved. I like it when you call my name.’ he said before pushing inside her in one long move straight into her flower palace.

‘Ah, you’re going to break me.’ She cried. Her delicate face was red, she was sweaty from the steam. Down the beautiful arc of her back, her honey pot was rapidly convulsing around him spraying sweet nectar on his cock.

He slammed in and out of her, ignoring her frantic pleas. With one final push he entered the deepest part of her body,

‘Eat it all,’ he said before spraying wave after wave of his boiling hot white cock juice into her twitching uterus and her hot honey pot sucked and squeezed him dry. 

63 Mirror: 

His wild lust tired her and she closed her eyes to cover the sadness and fear. She was deeply afraid that she will never be able to extricate herself from indulging in so many men for the rest of her life.

Mo Yan’s quivering body made Muchen raise his eyebrows. He gave a mischievous smile before scooping up warm water with his large hands and pouring it where his body was joined with hers.

‘Ah!’ She cried.

He picked her up, and she protested. He was still inside her. Each step her pussy swallowed his hot shaft. She leaned on his chest as he parted her legs to thrust into her flower palace. A trickle of love juice dripped on the floor as they went.

He walked up to the dressing table, Mo Yan pleaded, ‘Don’t do this anymore…’ her nose was red and her eyes were watery. She looked so pitiful, he wanted to have her even more. He lowered his head and sucked on the tears that fell.

He held her before the mirror with her legs wide open. ‘Baby, look at your flower hole; it’s so beautiful and lewd. It’s always biting me not letting me go.’ He said into her ears before biting the tender lobe hard. The pain made her shut her eyes, but not before she got a glimpse of the two of them in the mirror.

Her soft white body was leaning against his honey tanned strong body. Her weight was held up by him and his rock hard member. The petals of her labia were widely parted by the meat stick that was thick as an arm. Her lower mouth was stretched to the limit, looking like it was throbbing and nectar dripped from where they intersected.

Muchen smiled at their reflection in the mirror before he started to rock his waist.

‘Ah~ ha~ don’t do this,’ she cried. She could not take her eyes from the thick object thrusting between her slender legs. He would hit the wall at the top of her wet cavern making a wave of liquid pour out, coating his body and her bum, making everything seem too lecherous.

‘Don’t do that eh?’ he mocked as he licked her sensitive auricle, ‘Can’t you see your honey is so much I can’t even block it with my meat stick. How could you be so lecherous? Your upper mouth keeps shouting no, but your lower mouth keeps asking for more.’

His obscene words made her sob.

He clamped her legs tighter and forcefully drove into the inner palace, he could see the outline of his manhood coming out of her lower abdomen in the mirror, the sight made he want to fuck her badly.

‘Ah~ Not~ I don’t~ hnn~’ Her reddened lips kept uttering broken words and moans, her petals continued to tremble and enjoy the wild pumping of his male root. She felt abnormal satisfaction everytime he reached deep. When he pulled away, she was plagued with a numbness and need that almost drove her mad. She wanted him to feed her his meat stick again, but the stimulation had exceeded her tolerance, and she felt that her lower body was longer hers.

‘No? How about all the water on the floor. The house is flooded with your drool. You see how hungry your pussy is, I can’t feed it to satisfaction.’ He said as he pushed into her womb making her body clamp around his tightly.
Mo Yan opened her eyes to stare at her reflection in the mirror. The man was familiar but the woman was a stranger. Her charming face was scarlet and her expression was soaked in lust. Her eyes were obscenely beautiful. Her black her fell around her body like a water fall that trembled as he shook her. Her red lips water alluring, they looked like she had been thoroughly kissed. Her breasts were streaked with finger and palm prints showing his wild rampage. (Zuben: Does he slap her boobs as he grabs them?) 

64 Loosen up a little bit: 

‘No more~ I don’t want any more~’ her glistening eyes were full of resentment, as more and more intense pleasure was burning her whole person. The fullness and sensation was driving her crazy; each thrust sent a fire through her body, waves of pleasure and ecstasy came over her. Their panting intertwined.

Her fragrance him wild, his burning desire was buried deeply with each wild thrust. She was so hot. He grabbed her small round bottom and gently tossed her up, she fell down onto his shaft heavily.

Mo Yan cried,

‘Don’t be afraid, I’ll hold you tight. Just let me fuck you.’

He turned her around while she was still impaled on him. As she was rotated, (Zuben: Like a pig on a spit) she could feel his contours rub every part of her flower hold, making another stream of nectar gust out her depths, but it was blocked by his hot iron. (Zuben: Like literally a flag pole)

‘Stop…enough…’ her body was overwhelmed by the pleasure from the friction. She clung to his neck like he was driftwood in a stormy sea. Muchen dragged her light delicate body, and stroked her soft skin, and smacked her arse. The pain made Mo Yan clamp around him

‘Uh~ so tight.’ He groaned before kissing her mouth wanting to suck her sweet honey and swallow her moans.

He took her back to bed and sat down, pressing her heavily on his hardness. Her nasal moans and pleas made him more aroused. He put her hands around his back and rushed into her uterus. Her uterus was full of love juice and semen, her could see her swollen belly rock with his thrusts. His beast broke free and he rampaged her vagina, reaching the palace wall. It felt like small mouths were sucking his length with each entry.

‘Hah~ Too much~ don’t thrust anymore ~’ she whined.

Afraid of scaring her with the beast in his eyes, he closed his eyes trying to control his desire to erupt. (Zuben: I think she would prefer you just finish. Actually, I would be happy if you just finish.) He began to rub his meat stick slowly to tease her, enjoying her tender moans.

He placed her on her front. His meat stick still tightly ensconced in her. He used he knees to part her legs widely. With one hand on her shoulder and one hand on her willowy waist, he slowly penetrated her then pulled out far enough that his large glans was clamped at her entrance.

Mo Yan was panting and moaning.

This posture allowed him to reach her soft womb more easily. His sharp weapon stabbed her deeply, and pleasure and pain attached Mo Yan. She clutched the bedspread to withstand his impact, but she could not resist his shackles. Her body was pushed forward heavily, then pulled back again.

‘Fucking you is so great…hnn,’ he groaned as he pumped straight into her narrow ramp up against the farthest wall of the palace, before stirring her then withdrawing, ‘Have to fuck you a little bit, so you don’t seduce us all the time.’ (Zuben: This makes no gorram senz)

She tightened around him, ‘Uh don’t clip,’ he said as he slapped the snowy butt making a crisp sound, ‘really disobedient.’ (Zuben: Still, I can’t tell if you want her to be a tight fit or a loose well)

‘Ah~ Chen~ slow down…ah!’ Mo Yan called his name, imploring him to relax his onslaught, not realising it was fuel on the fire.

Hearing her cry out his name inflamed his animal desires, ‘Darling’s voice is so beautiful…so soft, so hot, so alluring…do you want to squeeze me out?’ The thrust more violently while her inner muscles twisted around him. He reached up and grabbed her breasts, pinching the red nipples between his fingers.

65 Wait for me: 

Her sensitive body was turned into a sexual wanton. Her pussy was uncontrollable, her nectar was constantly seeping out dripping on the bed sheet with his pumping. Her face was tense with pleasure, her mouth sang moans of passion.

‘It’s almost here…it’s enough ahn~.’ She couldn’t bear it any longer, she was tired after too many orgasms, but her pussy still held his hot shaft tightly. (Zuben: No water. No break.)

‘Good girl, hold it…wait for me.’

When he felt her body begin to convulse around him, he would withdraw to keep Mo Yan from reaching climax. The constant interruption made her sob. The grievance in her face made him want to bully her even more.

‘Give me~ ahn~ let me…’ She just wanted to be stabbed by his big meat stick to stop the itching deep inside. Her waist rocked around with the deep desire to eat up his cock.

He stared her actively seeking him with evil eyes,

‘That’s it, baby.’ Muchen panted in her ear. He suddenly accelerated his thrusting, as he reached down her front to pinch the engorged protrusion and scratch it with his fingernails. The pain made her suck him even more. (Zuben: Where is she putting this dick?)

‘Ah~ ha~ hnn~ ah~’ she cried as his hand pressed heavily against her belly as he stabbed fiercely sending her to near collapse. He kept telling her lewd things.

‘Ah~ I’m coming ah!~’ finally she could not bear it, and screamed her climax. Her sweat nectar spurt around his member.

He narrowed his eyes as he enjoyed her body tightening around him, ‘That’s it, darling, I’ll give you then.’ He released his turbid fluid into her uterus, as he enjoyed the spasming around him.

‘Get out,’ she said hit the hand holding her, ‘let go of me. Let me sleep.’ She cried. She just wanted him to get out of her as soon as possible. She could feel him slowly withdrawing and advancing. She protested wildly.

‘Fine, take a bath before you sleep.’ He said wanting to pick her up.

But she pulled away from him quickly, and his body came out of hers with a loud pop, ‘I’ll go myself.’

The hot obscene liquid spilled from her unto the bed. She rose of bed, but was unsteady on her feet. He held her waist to steady her. Despite her protest, he took her to the bathroom and placed her in the dressing table chair and left.

Seeing that he didn’t want to start again, she refiled the bath. She sat in the warm water as it eased her exhaustion. Mo Yan leaned on her aching arm and dozed.

After waiting for a long time and she didn’t come out, Xiao Muchen went into the bathroom and saw that she had fallen asleep. Little by little she almost fell into the water. He went to her side calmly and picked her out of the bath, not bothered that the clothes he just changed into would get wet. (Zuben: Why did he bother changing in the first place?)The sleazy aroma of her room made him frown, so he carried her to his room. He towel-dried her, then put his shirt on her. He smirked with satisfaction; his loose shirt couldn’t hide her enchanting body. He resisted the desire to continue having her and placed her under the covers. He took off his wet clothes and joined her, inhaling her fragrance.

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