90 It’s time to start – wanna do it in the butt?:
‘No, it hurts. Go out.’ Mo Yan cried.
Her butt wasn’t used to being used for copulation, and Yi had cruelly invaded
her. Her face paled and she perspired, while her two holes clamped the two
cocks preventing them from moving.
‘Yan’er, relax. Don’t be so tight.
Damn, are you trying to break me?’ Yi said through gritted teeth. He patted her
round plump snowy buttocks with his large hands. There were pink palm prints on
her skin from Zeyuan. Her skin was red and white; unspeakable obscenity.
(Zuben: riiight, if you say so)
Yi’s desire was mounting, he kneaded
her butt cheeks while Zeyuan rubbed the red swollen labia.
‘Ah, don’t…stop~’ shame made Mo Yan
protest helplessly, but soon the shame was eroded by pleasure. Her struggles
gave way to the pleasures the men were inducing in her. Her eyes were dazed,
her waist and buttocks were extremely attractive and her lips emitted
bittersweet coquetry. (Zuben: I interrupt this fap chapter to facepalm at that line)
He could feel her anus give and Yi
held her waist to push forward.
‘How could you climax so quickly? I
haven’t even started. Darling, don’t be so tight, let me fuck your greedy
mouth.’ Yi said before stabbing wildly. (Zuben: Great love making skill on display
here)
‘Slow down, it hurts!’ she cried. The
anus was stretched thin, and having a hard time taking all that cock. Her
back-cave meat was wriggling closely, and intestinal fluid was squeezed out as
he inserted. (Zuben: I like how one crude enema is all they needed. “We have
ritualistically cleaned out her arsehole; we can fuck it any time without
clearance!”)
Yi slowed down, withdrew and inserted
with deliberate slowness. The engorged arteries and veins scrapped the delicate
entrance back and forth bringing up raw pain and a trace of indescribable
pleasure.
‘Hngh, so tight. A Yuan, I finally
know why you like to plug darling’s back hole. This little mouth is sucking my
meat stick so hard. Yan’er, why are you two mouths so greedy. Do you want to
squeeze us dry, hn?’
Yi was sweating. Beads of sweat ran
down his face to his chin and dropped on her snowy arched back.
‘No ah~’ she cried enchantingly, ‘I’m
don’t ~ hn~’
‘Lie,’ Zeyuan interjected, ‘you said
you were tired, but your pussy refuses to let me go, desperately sucking my
meat.’ He said before pushing into her heavily. Her cherry red face was so
arousing he could not help but pump hard into her.
‘Ha~ ah~ so full, too much~’ she cried
tightening her two holes. He worked in tandem, when Yi pulled out Zeyuan pushed
in making the two holes continually secrete fluids wetting the sheets. Her
snowy breasts swayed to the rhythm tempting Zeyuan into taking a nipple into
his mouth and sucking it vigorously. (Zuben: Please don’t ask me if they are
standing up or lying down doing this, cos I dunno. P.S. drink)
‘Did you know that the sensitive point
in the front hole is the same point at the back hold?’ Yi whispered in her ear
(Zuben: But Mo Yan has a like many many “sensitive points”)
Mo Yan opened her eyes wide in panic,
‘No hah…don’t...hold on…I will break.’ The panic made Zeyuan hit her flower
palace fiercely.
As they fucked her, they two meat
sticks would sometimes butt against each other through the membrane. He could
feel her trembling beneath him as it happened. Yi ground into her again, and
found the sensitive point hidden deep in her arse hole. (Zuben: How deep? 20000
leagues?)
‘Yan’er, we’re starting…’ (Zuben: Fo
realz, all that was foreplay?) Yi whispered in her ear, he and Zeyuan exchanged
a tacit understanding, and they both slowly withdrew their cocks up to the
glans, and then at the same time thrust in, hitting her sensitive point in the
front and in the back.
91 Petit Mort:
Mo Yan tried to resist the pleasure,
‘No~ more…I will die~ I will die~’ she cried. Her holes were filled without any
gaps, the two men were fucking her in tandem, grounding her sensitive point at
the same time. Yi’s cock pressed against Zeyuan’s across the layer of flesh
inside and Zeyuan glared at him. (Zuben: What? It’s not gay in a three way)
Mo Yan got more fearful and excited;
her holes kept spraying waters. ‘Stop it. No more~’ she cried, but the strange
pleasure caused her to curl up and bite the skin over Zeyuan’s clavicle.
The pain made him squint. He continued
to push his meat stick against the tender meat of her cervix, grinding into the
small opening and stabbing the juicy wall of her uterus. (Zuben: Well, with all
that pounding she’s a tenderised bit of steak) Just as he was about to pull
out, parted her butt cheeks and Yi stuck his meat stick in the deepest reach of
her rectum as though he wanted to fuck her with his balls as well. Sandwiched
between them Mo Yan could not escape the skill that they were born with.
(Zuben: What fucking skill? Jackhammering like there is no tomorrow?)
‘Don’t…’ Mo Yan moaned.
The air of the spacious bedroom was
filled with a lustful musk. On the big bed, Mo Yan’s enchanting body was
trapped between two tall straight men. (Zuben: Why we required this perspective
pull back, I do not know. Why it has to be mentioned that they were straight
after tall is a conundrum) Her lips were slightly parted, her eyes were
glistening with tears, her cheeks were red and her long black hair wildly fell
all over her body. She looked seductive like a red rose just aching to be
plucked.
The men were distinctive in their
appearance. (Zuben: Why? Why? Why?)
One man had dark green eyes; it was
obvious that he had foreign blood. His angular features were like a Greek
sculpture, meticulously carved by god. (Zuben: I sincerely want to beat this
author up)
The other man was androgynous, his
face was both effeminate and masculine with deep dark eyes that attracted
people to him.
Their bodies were superb it was
obvious that they worked out.
Where the three were conjoined, there
was a slapping sound. Under the snowy butt, (Zuben: You know what to do), two
cocks, thick as baby’s arms, stuffed the two holes. When they pulled away,
their meat sticks were dark purple and red, and the blood vessels were
engorged, deforming the openings they thrust into. Even though, the fluids were
now tinged pink, her body continued to hold onto the penises tightly.
‘I’m so tired,’ she cried. She was
boneless, and was supported by the men holding her. Her two holes were now
swollen and sore showing that they had undergone an onslaught of lust. She
could not keep her eyes open, but her constant cried for rest only aroused the
two men’s baser instincts to devour her. Her tearful eyes evoked love and care.
(Zuben: Stop then?)
‘Soon…relax’ Yi said lightly slapping
her arse. He hit his cock against the soft meat of her rectum, and twisted her
clitoris, and flicked at it. (Zuben: Just the way to get someone to relax, give them a smack)
‘Ah. I’m almost…ah~’ Her eyes were
once again confused, staring at Zeyuan. Her red lips made him want to suck and
kiss the,.
‘Why is it here again, darling? We’ve
only shot a few times…we need to do you more in the future.’ (Zuben: Thank you
for letting us know that the ultimate goal is not her pleasure but yours)
92 Wait for us to get high:
Just get yourself high
Her body spasmed between them, the
holes sprayed liquid, tightly entangling the phalluses within her as if she
wanted to wring out their semen.
‘I can’t I’m going crazy.’
‘Yan’er wait for us. Let’s come
together.’ (Zuben: Why should she?)
Zeyuan sharpened his target of her
sensitive points to prolong her climax. He and Yi took turns hitting her
deepest parts in their respective holes trying to push the limits of her body.
‘No, stop. I will break.’ Her
climaxing body was sensitive and both men stroked her body up and down to tease
her sensitivity. Each thrust from both men sent electric shocks of pleasure
from her tailbone to her brain, her holes tightened. One of them held her hips,
the other held her shoulders as the thrust in cruelly aggravating her orgasm.
‘That’s it, Yan’er. Clamp a little
more. Hng, so great. That’s it.’ Yi growled slapping Mo Yan’s buttocks hard.
The pain made her clamp tightly around him. He continued to swing wildly making
her spray nectar and intestinal fluid. The mixture flowed unto the bed, an
erotic product of their copulation.
‘Baby, wait for us.’ His green eyes
had darkened, and Zeyuan pinched her flower base with great force, and the
strong pleasure it generated went straight to her brain. Her palace entrance
was breached, the cock smashed into the roof of the uterus. Love juice flowed
out but it was blocked by the cock.
Mo Yan was moaning and crying, she was
engulfed by unceasing pleasure, she could not hear their domineering orders.
She had completely forgotten where she was, she only knew to open her body to
their endless demands.
They continued to thrust in one after
the other, their expressions becoming ferocious.
‘It’s coming!’ she shouted, (Zuben:
It’s been coming since 1999)
A white light flashed before her eyes.
Her holes convulsed madly squeezing and sucking the penises inside them.
‘That’s it, darling.’ They pushed in
deeply at the same time, and hot semen sprayed into the swollen inner walls. In
both holes, there was a mixture of her fluids and their turbidity. Her flat
abdomen bulged up visible to the naked eye as they filled her. (Zuben: Like
power hoses)
Both men looked satisfied. Yi pulled
out first and a stream of their fluid gushed out under pressure onto the wet
sheets. Zeyuan lifted Mo Yan, not taking out his meat stick, and took her to
the bathroom. Each step, pushed his dick in and out of her.
Mo Yan groaned in discomfort, but her
sounds only made him want to continue to gallop inside her small mouth.
‘So tight,’ he groaned as he sat on
the edge of the bath and pressed her heavily on his cock. She kept trying to
pull away but he pressed her belly and twisted her clitoris.
‘No, don’t…ah~’ Mo Yan climaxed again.
Her body flushed out nectar that was blocked by his cock. Her abdomen looked
like she had been pregnant for three months.
‘Damned goblin. All for you…ah…’ he
groaned as her flower path twisted around his cock and made it difficult for
him to move. He tossed her up and down, bumping into the walls of the uterus.
He rose pulled her up and thrust her down so his meat stick sank into her to
the roots before spraying white hot semen into her delicate womb.
Mo Yan cried out. She climaxed again
when he came inside her. Her delicate body shook uncontrollably in his arms.
‘Nice, Yan’er. Have a good rest.’ Zeyuan
said affectionately, kissing her before drawing out his member. He turned on
the shower and cleaned her off the various fluids.
(Zuben: These things go on too long)
93 Meat in the mouth:
‘You’re insatiable. She’s exhausted
and you continued to do it.’ Yi said to Zeyuan with disapproval.
‘If it were you, would you put down
the meat in your mouth?’ Zyuan asked him as he put on a pyjama shirt for Mo
Yan.
Yi raised his eyebrow, before replying,
‘No,’ and handed Zeyuan the hair dryer.
‘That’s all there is to it.’ He said
before leaning Mo Yan on his chest, fiddling with her wet hair strangely before
drying her hair. Once her hair was dry, they took off the shirt and Yi covered
her body in some transparent ointment, caressing the red bruises as he went
along. The coldness made Mo Yan frown in discomfort. Once he was done, they put
the shirt back on and Yi fed her a pill.
‘Will taking that for a long time have
adverse effects?’ Zeyuan asked looking at the bottle.
‘No, it’s mild. And it will take care
of her body.’ Yi replied caressing her flat stomach. (Zuben: Always handy with
the convenient medication)
‘Do you want to?’ Zeyuan asked,
incredulously.’
‘No, but one could change their mind.
Who can be sure what will happen in the future? You have to have realised that
we are all into her. I don’t know what medicine she gave us,’ Yi said grabbing
her chin and flicking her frowning face lightly. His expression made Zeyuan
uneasy.
‘It maybe that there are too many
people around us, and Yan’er’s body is just right for us.’ Zeyuan replied with
sniff. He was disdainful, but still charming. (Zuben: What kind of idiotic
rationalisation is this?!)
‘Yan’er, why can’t you be like other
women?’ Yi asked before kissing her lips. He held a hand against her neck, as
though if the decision were required, he would not hesitate to end her life.
(Zuben: Yeah, right)
Zeyuan looked on coldly; he understood
the contradiction on Yi’s mind. He too was worried that Mo Yan would eventually
have too much influence over them and become their weakness. But he could not
bear to let her go. After all, she didn’t bore him yet. However, seeing his
friend’s action, he was fearful and did not dare relax. He was afraid that they
treasure he would never find again would die by Yi’s hand if he was not
vigilant.
Yi released her, his expression as
cold and grave, he caressed her pink lips with his thumb, ‘Don’t let us down,
Yan’er.’ (Zuben: How is it her problem?)
‘Don’t worry, if she changes, how
could we tolerate her?’ Zeyuan said picking up his glasses and wiping imaginary
dust off it. His resolute attitude was convincing. (Zuben: Changes to what
exactly?)
Yi nodded, and Zeyuan continued, ‘Let
her rest tomorrow. She’s so delicate she faints all the time.’
Yi rose, ‘Don’t forget she only
recovered from a high fever yesterday. Her physical strength is poor, but we
can adjust her diet to help cultivate her body.’ He tucked her into the quilt
and stroked her face.
‘Oh.’ Zeyuan smiled and his emerald
eyes sparkled in the dark like a hungry wolf.
Yi laughed, ‘I know a few recipes.
Shouldn’t you contribute something?’ Yi asked Zeyuan as they walked out of the
room.
‘Do I look like a cook?’ Zeyuan asked
as he closed the door behind them gently. Yi gave him a look of contempt,
‘Fine, I’ll ask someone to deliver food.’
‘That’s the spirit.’ Yi smiled and
headed off to his room.
94 Damned Beasts:
‘Ah, hurts…’ Mo Yan said as she woke
up. She stared into the distance for a time, collecting herself. Under the
insatiable demands of Situ Yi and Mu Zeyuan, her body felt like it had been
steamrolled. She ached everywhere.
‘Those damned beasts,’ she cursed. Her
body did not have bruises, but she still hurt. She took off the shirt and
trampled on it, letting out her anger, before going to her closet to look for
something to wear.
(Zuben: Here we go again…)
Her reflection in the closet mirror
showed a beautiful face with tender and flawless white skin, that gave off a
lustre like a new born baby. (Zuben: drink) Her eyes were charming apricot,
which could hook one’s soul. Her discipline from her past life made her looked
calm and introspective.
She picked out a floral dress which
set off her graceful figure. Mo Yan blinked at herself and smiled. She took
care of her hair and make-up, and left her room.
In the living room, three men said and
her bright expression collapsed.
‘Why are you still…? Why is Ye Hanyu
here?’ she demanded.
Seeing her charming visage, her
expression as cool, her aura was elegant and noble; they wanted to lock her up
in her room forever so no one else could share her beauty.
‘I came to accompany you one day in
advance. Isn’t kitty happy to see me?’ Hanyu came up to her and took her to the
sofa. He sniffed her fragrance and enjoyed the feel of her.
‘No,’ was her quiet reply, but they
could sense her displeasure.
‘Where are you going, Yan’er?’ Yi
asked, his eyes were dark – there was a trace of unhappiness. (Zuben: What the
heck do you have to be unhappy about?)
‘I’m going home.’ She said before
turning her head away. Her rigidity could not hide her fear and uneasiness.
Zeyuan exchanged a look with the other
men, ‘It will a few days before you see Yi and I again, should you show that
you’ll miss us?’
Mo Yan looked at both of them, before
getting up and going up to Zeyuan. She leaned over and stroked his hair before
pressing her trembling lips against his.
Zeyuan grabbed her and swept his
tongue through her mouth, sucking on her fleeing tongue. She soon softened and
fell into his arms.
After a long while, Zeyuan let go of
the breathless girl. There was strong possessiveness in his eyes but it was
quickly hidden, yet it did not escape Hanyu and Yi.
Yi pulled Mo Yan from Zeyuan. He ran
this thumb along her now swollen lips absentmindedly. He was worried about what
would happen if everyone was really into Mo Yan in the future. His attitude
towards her was beginning to loosen slightly. (Zuben: Yesterday, you were
wanting her to fall in love with you quickly, are you in denial?) If it was
true, he was afraid he would not be able to let go.
Yi closed his eyes, what could they
do? He didn’t want them to split their friendship over Mo Yan. (Zuben: Return
her to her father’s house? No?)
If it did come to that, Yan’er, you
will accompany us to sink forever. (Zuben: Dude, you’re already there)
He kissed her, his tongue darted into
her mouth, rolling and lingering. The kiss was long, pressing her delicate body
against his.
Yi’s firmness and domination made
Zeyuan chuckle, but Hanyu was surprised. It looked as though his two friends
had become somewhat infatuated with Mo Yan. Although he did want her, it was
not beyond that of a sex partner, nothing deep. (Zuben: Three times is the
charm, dude)
95 Hate to let you go:
‘Enough, now.’ Mo Yan said pushing
again from Situ Yi. She glared at him, not realising how attractive she looked;
her cheeks were red, her eyes were watery and her lips emitted an intoxicating
fragrance. (Zuben: It’s just toothpaste, dear)
‘No way, Yan’er is so attractive.’ He
said kissing her forehead, eyelids, cheeks, and lips. He tried to resist the
desire for her, and wiped the lipstick stain from the corner of his lip.
Zeyuan wanted for her to calm down, he
sipped on his tea and turned to her, ‘Ready?’ he asked. (Zuben: Tea fairy has
struck again. Quite like the red wine fairy)
‘Yes,’ Mo Yan said quickly afraid they
would change their minds and not let her go home.
‘Let’s go.’ He said rising with his
keys, ‘I’ll give you a ride.’ He took her hand and pulled her to him.
‘Since, kitty is going home, I’ll come
back tomorrow. Hope kitty remembers to come back.’ Ye Hanyu said with a smile.
Mo Yan nodded, so he rose out of the sofa, satisfied.
‘Let’s all leave together.’ Yi said
rising up as well and brushing his clothes.
Three sports cars drove out of the
parking lot and headed to their respective destinations.
In his car, Zeyuan watched Mo Yan
looking out of the window quietly, ‘What’s the matter?’
‘Nothing. It’s just it feels like I
haven’t been home for a long time.’ Mo Yan said quietly, still staring out the
window.
‘If you want to visit your parents,
tell me.’ He said putting his free hand on her head to rub, enjoying the soft
feel of her hair.
‘Really?’ Mo Yan said in surprised
delight.
‘Yes.’ Zeyuan replied with a
smile. (Zuben: Dude, he was just
threatening you yesterday, have you forgotten? I wouldn’t trust this sperm
brained snake dudes)
He pulled to a stop not far from her
parents’ villa. He caressed her face gently and pulled her in for a kiss. His
tongue chased her fragrant one, making her unable to resist. His breath made
her tremble. Under his hot tender kisses, Mo Yan became dazed, she felt like
her whole heart would jump out of her chest. She broke away.
‘Enough,’ she said.
‘What can I do?’ he said pulling her
into his arms, ‘I really hate to let you go.’ He put his chin on her head and
kissed hair, enjoying her warmth.
Mo Yan felt intoxicated, her lonely
heart felt slightly loose. She looked at him, then dropped her eyes and pushed
away. Without looking at him again, she got out of the car, ‘I’ll be going.’
And walked away quickly.
Watching her walk away, he decided she
was like an ostrich avoiding him. Zeyuan smiled, his eyes were full of promise.
Yan’er’s attitude towards him looked like it was softening. It was still a
while before they got to know one another, but at least it was faster than the
others. (Zuben: Delulu)
Mo Yan patted her blushing cheeks and
took a deep breath. Her expression looked sweet and delicious. She nervously
gathered her hair before opening the door.
‘Mom, Dad, I’m home.’ She called out.
Meng Xin quickly emerged, ‘Yan-yan! I
thought you couldn’t come home today.’ She hugged her daughter and kissed her
cheek. She could not hide her joy at seeing her daughter.
Seeing her mother’s joy, Mo Yan almost
began to cry, she had really missed her. She hugged and took in the familiar
warmth, ‘I’ve been busy, I’ll come back more often, when we’re are done. Have
you been taking care of yourself while I’ve not been home?’
‘Yes, yes, Madam. You look after
yourself!’ Meng Xin said flicking her daughter’s nose with en elegant finger,
‘Oh by the way, I have a surprise for you.’ She pulled Mo Yan along.
‘Surprise?’ Mo Yan asked suspiciously.
‘Look who’s here!’ Meng Xin said with
great fanfare stepping aside to show off a tall handsome man. (Zuben: No uglies universe)
Loving your running commentary as always! Thank you for the chapter
ReplyDeleteHelp, I can't get that song out of my head!
ReplyDeleteMe too...it's stuck with me....but I have sent it to my friend to torture her also...hehehehehe...thx for the chapters!
DeleteYour commentary was on point this chapter!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the chapters! Fantastic work as always!
ReplyDeleteI love your running commentaries 😂😂😂and I think I drank too much today
ReplyDeleteOh. Stockholm syndrome is strong in this FL, blushing and feeling her heart warms up just the morning after being raped again. She must have felt really, extremely lonely for her feelings to go from hate to love.
ReplyDeleteAnd the rapists are all up in their feels as if anything that happened and is happening and might happen has anything to do with her. Dudes, the woman has no say in this hostage situation. Can y'all calm down and not blame your feelings on her?
I think I understand now how there's always tea or wine or handkerchiefs or whatever appearing out of thin air in the men's hands - they have storage rings. Remember how there was someone who suddenly appeared next to whoever it was the FL met on the balcony at their party and she ended up throwing their phone away? That was obviously a shadow guard. The author has been laying crumbs for us to realise this is actually a wuxia novel.