Mo Yan in the Book 121 - 125 (H)

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121 Slow Down

Gong Qiye buried his head in the crook of her neck. He greedily inhaled her fragrance. His usually cold eyes were he heated and tender.

‘I love you present.’ He told her.

What could he do? He felt more and more that he could not let her go. What kind of magic did she use that he was so fascinated by her? (Zuben: Author Magic!) He held her tightly and rubbed is head in her neck, before kissing and sucking on the tender ski leaving a red mark.

‘It’s fine if you like it, but stop kissing~ un~’ Under his provocative kisses, Mo Yan’s desire woke, her voice became soft.

Qiye looked up at her, his eyes were lustful but forbearing, ‘Yan’er, can I…?’ (Zuben: Fuck the what?! Asking for consent? I am shook! After the horse has bolted from the barn, you’re now following protocol. How long would this last?)

She took in his sabre like eyebrows, black eyes, lips and neck. She lowered her eyes and her lashes fanned over her cheekbones quivered. She looked up and kissed him. She timidly licked his lips. Though she was timid, she stared firmly at him.

Qiye smiled and lifted her shirt, her bared skin gave off an alluring scent. He held her snowy breasts in his hands (Zuben: Drink), and flirted with the sensitive pink nipples as he kissed her wildly. He sucked on her tongue, stirring her sweetness making her slowly relax. He reached down and stroked up her leg along her thighs up the apex, and pushed a finger into her entrance. His finger was tightly sucked in.

‘My dear, take it easy, I’ll be inside soon.’

‘Ah~hn~ Gong Qiye…slow down.’ She cried as he began to pump into her with his finger. With his thumb he opened her labia and found her red pearl hidden within and pinched it. With his nail he brushed against the underside of the engorged nubbin, he heard her moan and more nectar seeped out. He put another finger in and slowly began to pump, using his nails of scratch the sensitive inner walls.

The pleasure surged up from her lower body, her flower pedicle and acupoint could  not bear the stimulation. She shivered and convulsed from his pumping fingers, and she came spraying nectar into his palm.

‘Yan’er, you’re so beautiful, do you want more?’ he asked, he continued to pump his fingers into her to extend her pleasure. Each thrust of his fingers ran against the flesh wall churning out more liquid, his thumb digging into her clitoris causing a shallow indentation. (Zuben: At zoom x 50 or seen with a magnifying glass)

His continued teasing forced her body to take on more happiness before her climax. Mo Yan crooned making Qiye’s face tense as though he was in pain. He was trying temper his wild need.

‘Give me~ Qiye~ give me, ah~’

‘If you want it, you can take it for yourself.’ He said huskily taking his fingers out of her. His sexy voice made her tunnel contract. He put her light body against his hardness. Her love juice flowed out wetting her hair and the glans rubbing gently against her flower petals. Hearing her moans and the sound of the liquid as he rubbed against her, his eyes grew hotter and wilder.

‘Are you good or bad~ ah ah~’ Mo Yan was annoyed with him, her eyes were narrowed, but her face was charming. She pouted as she braced herself on his shoulder and sat down heavily on this thick phallus.

122 Lighter H

‘Ah~ so big~ so comfortable~’ she cried. She could only think about the fullness inside her.

Watching her ecstatic face with her eyes closed and her mouth parted, Qiye chuckled, ‘Do you want more?’

‘No~ ah~ ah~’

He held onto her waist and slowly fed her his meat stick.

‘Your voice is so beautiful. Let me hear more.’ His slow fucking made her exude more flower liquid wetting his pubic hair sending a strong sexual fragrance.

Her body shuddered and swayed under his sending. Her snowy breasts were even more dazzling as they rocked up and down. (Zuben: drink) Her hair danced wildly behind her, and her charming face was enchanting. Her sweet moans constantly stoked the fires of Qiye’s desire, making his burn wildly.

‘Ah~ ah~ too fast~ Qiye~ slow down~’ His meat stick was ramming deep into her each time. The strong pleasure made her legs feel powerless. She could only rely on her arms holding onto his shoulder to lift her body slower, but he didn’t let her get away.   

‘Yan’er, I can’t do that. I don’t think your little mouth is full yet. Move your waist quicker, your little mouth is still hungry.’ Qiye whispered hotly in her ear before biting the tender lobe. Each entry went deep. Every impact almost hit her body out of the frame.

‘No! Ah~ Qiye~ lighten up, I’m going crazy!’

‘Tell me, does it feel good? Do you like my meat stick?’ Sweat was pouring down his face that had gone ruddy with restrained desire.

‘Yes~ I like it. So full~’ Mo Yan said tossing her hair. The mass shimmered like a waterfall down her back. Her face was pink and her eyes were charming. The sound of her moans almost melted his brain.

‘Ah~ your voice is so enchanting I want to hear more.’ He shivered, and put her delicate hand on his shoulder again. He clasped her waist and ground into her harder, pushing against the soft opening inside with the bulbous head.

‘Don’t grind ah~ I will break~’ Her body was beginning to feel like a pool of water. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders and her knees were clamped around his waist. Mo Yan sat up trying to pull away from the engorged cock bursting with full veins, but when she pulled out as far as his glans, Qiye pushed her back down heavily and thrust in at the same time ramming into her soft and tender uterus.

‘Yan’er, I’m about to disarm you. It seems we need to do more exercise to get you used to us.’ He said. His sweet words made her flower point seep out more nectar. (Zuben: Sweet words…?)

From her open mouth, saliva fell. Her eyes were blurry with tears of ecstasy.

‘Ah~ Qiye~ Qiye~’

‘I like when you call my name. Yesterday, when you were under Chen, I was so jealous. Let me eat more Yan’er, take more of my cock.’ His tone was full of jealousy.

With his long tongue, he probed her auricle. And his deep moans stirred her up. He continued to pound into her flower palace like a punishment hitting the uterine wall.

‘Ah~ no more~ don’t do that anymore~ ah~’ she cried tears welling up in her eyes. As the tear fell, Qiye sucked the droplet. He rubbed her breast, and stared in fascination at the snow-white skin pushing out between his fingers. (Zuben: drink) He continued to thrust into her.

123 Shameful

‘Ah~’ With Qiye’s continued onslaught, Mo Yan could feel the wave of pleasure rise within her.

The strong climax felt like a torrent rushing over her making her twitch uncontrollably. Her sight lost focus. Qiye shouted his own release unable to control it any longer, filling her womb with his essence and her flat belly became slightly rounded. (Zuben: Their ball sacks must be the size of cow udders)

‘Yan’er, your pussy is too greedy. Don’t worry, I will feed you all you want.’ He whispered in her ear before licking her ear and her neck. Before Mo Yan could relax, he gripped her legs, and rose. He threw her up and as she came back down, he would thrust his hips forward. Listening to her moans and pleas for mercy, his face got grimmer.

He stopped, pulled out and turned her over so her back was to him.

‘Ha~ ha~’ the cool touch of his hands woke her up before he once again thrust his hot iron into her and she once again fell into heated lust.

He carried her to the floor to ceiling windows and pulled the curtains aside.

‘Yan’er, look up.’ He commanded. She was boneless and her head hung down. He tilted her neck forcing her to look.

She could see the bright lights of the city and the nearby buildings. She cried out in horror, ‘No! Not here! Someone will see me from the other buildings.’

‘They can’t see you. Don’t worry, our windows can’t be seen through from the outside. Yan’er relax and let go.’ He said trying to soothe her.

He was tightly bound by her small hole; he could not move. He pressed his thumb against her clitoris.

‘No, it’s strange. Let’s change places uh~ hn~ ah~’ Mo Yan shook her head from side to side, her fingers curled against the glass.

When he thrust into her, her torso was pushed against the glass, and her full breasts were flattened by the pane.

All of a sudden, she tightened around him, and then tried to push him away, ‘Stop it, there is someone in the opposite building~ It’s so shameful~ uh~ please stop ah~’

‘But Yan’er, your pussy is so tight I feel like you will cut me off. I think you like being seen.’ Qiye replied overcoming her weak resistance. The pressure in her narrow vagina and uterus was almost unbearable. His sweat dripped unto her white back and ran down her spine and hip. (Zuben: is this a deluge? Also drink!) He pulled up her leg and raised it high, gripped her waist with his other hand as he slammed his meat stick into the soft wall inside her.

‘Ha~ ha~ you’ll break me. I will go mad~’ she cried. She standing on her left tip toe as Qiye manipulated her body to his desire. His impact did not slow down, grinding the soft meat before inserting it deeper into her womb.

‘You’ll be fine, Yan’er. How could you be broken?’ Qiye growled. He was like an unsatiated beast. He lifted her other foot, so she was completely balanced on him. Her tight smothering pussy engulfed his thick veiny desire. His rhythm quickened. Mo Yan grew limp in his arms, letting him do as he pleased and moaning in response. (Zuben: Ragdoll physics)

124 Let it out.

‘Ah~ Qiye~ Too fast~ I can’t ah~ ah~’ Mo Yan whispered powerlessly. His cock hit her g-spot and her body went numb.

‘Do you like it? If you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as you like it very much,’ Qiye didn’t want for her to answer, he ground his glans hard against her pushing her limits.

‘No~ I’m going to pee~ It’s coming out, I really want to pee~’ she sobbed. Her black hair swept in waves with his movements, her fingernails dug into his arms. Her flower acupoint was uncontrollable, strong pleasure came up her back.

‘Let it out.’ He said fucking her faster and faster. His impacts increased in force, her wanted to push his desire deep into her womb, and as he pulled out he pressed hard against the sensitive bumps up inside her.

‘No~’ she cried as her body trembled and convulsed violently.

Qiye sped up. As she convulsed, he pinched her clitoris and a stream of love juice gushed out and sprinkled against the glass.

‘That’s it, Yan’er, spray more.’ He dug his fingernail into her swollen red pearl to lengthen her orgasm. He kept grinding insider her, enjoying the suction around him. Another steam of beautiful water sprayed out. Qiye was satisfied with this but he continued to pinch her pedicle and lick her earlobe and neck. (Zuben: I feel sorry for the imaginary servants or do they have a roomba?)

‘Enough,’ she cried, ‘I’m so tired.’ Sweet and sticky flower liquid flowed down her body forming a small puddle. Her black eyes stared at their reflection in the glass, her red lips were parted with saliva flowing out. Her face was flushed, her appearance was so charming, she was a bewitching picture.

‘Soon, it’s almost done.’ He replied moving her back to bed. She lay limply on the bed, and he bent over to pinch her nipples. Her red nipples became harder under his kneading and pinching. He was fucking her from behind, allowing his meat stick to go deeper into her.  (Zuben: He’ll punch through the uterus into the peritoneum if he goes any deeper) He bit into her neck, and pressed her nubbin with his thumb. His thick hot iron pumped her flower hole, and lewd juice was pumped out of her vagina making a squeaking sound. The sheets were damp with the juices.

His meat was constantly tearing and grinding into Mo Yan. When he pushed in deep, he could feel her soft flesh give, and when he pulled out, her flesh contracted as though it didn’t want him to leave, sucking his cock.

She was moaning.

‘Yan’er is so good.’ He groaned as she came again. A wave of heat washed his burning desire. He held onto her, pressing her snowy breasts, (Zuben: Drink), and clitoris to stir up her pleasure. He pushed harder and harder into her womb. When she began to convulse, he pushed up against the wall of her womb and shot out his man milk. When he was done, he kissed her face, eyebrows, eyes, lips and neck.

‘Let’s go to sleep.’

125 Still Asleep.

‘Where is Yan’er?’ Ye Hanyu asked Gong Qiye when he appeared for breakfast. His face was full of satiety.

‘Still sleeping.’

‘You didn’t control yourself last night,’ Jade eyes stared in annoyance as him, ‘Yan’er could have fainted.’

‘But she’s so delicious, I can’t control myself.’

‘How many temptations has General Gong experienced that he can’t control himself?’ Situ Yi said in mocking disdain.

There had been endless temptation before him because of his identity, but he had trained against such hard walls for a long time. It really just depended whether he was willing to accept it or not.

‘Did you see, Long Aotian overthrew Long Yunhao last night?’ Muchen said tapping the screen of the tablet he was reading.

‘It seems that he was been patient all these years for this moment. And the man that covets our Yan’er? I didn’t like the sight of him at the party.’ Hanyu said, the memory of Long Qingfeng bringing a frown to his face. He was lying on one of the couches, his aura was domineering.

‘Cast out. He never had any real impact on Long Aotian. He is really cruel.’ Zeyuan’s said indifferently.

‘Cruel? When did Lawyer Mu become so kind?’ Yi asked with a sneer.

‘That is fine. He wanted to eat swan meat. He didn’t look at himself but wanted to chase Yan’er.’ Qiye said.

‘I don’t know why, but when Yan’er runs across Long Aotian, she gets angry.’ Muchen said tapping his lips. His tall body exuded a chill.

‘That’s because you’re jealous she was Yan’er’s fiancé.’ Hanyu said with a sigh. Thinking of Mo Yan’s past feelings for Long Aotian, he was a little annoyed.

‘Don’t think too much about it; we’re the ones with her now. And she doesn’t care about Long Aotian. Besides don’t forget, Long Aotian has a woman.’ Zeyuan said patting Hanye’s shoulder.

‘Speaking of that, Long Aotian’s eyes are really bad; after so long, they can’t see clearly what kind of woman she is?’ Yi said. (Zuben: And you all are the oracles of foresight?)

‘Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. They may need someone else to wake them up.’ Said Qiye

‘Don’t bother. Let them continue to indulge. If Long Aotian finds out that Yan’er is good, he might come round to pursue her once more. We would become an obstacle.’ Muchen said.

‘I’m just saying it casually,’ Qiye replied innocently, ‘I’m not looking for trouble.’

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‘Miss Fang, you’re brilliant. You can get in contact without notice.’ Ye Ling said stirring the brightly coloured fruit juice before her with the straw.

Forced to resist the desire to punch the beautiful face, Fang Qianxin took a deep breath to gather herself before asking, ‘How did you know that Long Qingfeng will be reduced to this?’

Ye Ling smiled softly. Her red lipstick made her skin glow. She put a finger against her lip before saying, ‘Shh. It’s a secret.’

‘You can take good care of Long Qingfeng now. At this point, he can’t even climb up.’
‘Yes. Thank you very much.’ Fang Qianxin said mockingly with a raise of her eyebrow.

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