Mo Yan in the Book 181 - 185 (H)

 

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From this point on, the story is going to feel disjointed. This is because the writer tried to combat thieving bots by making part of the story a picture. Alas, even with joining POPO 18 I can't seem to find the original. I've fallen asleep trawling through page upon page of similarly named or styled books. It's a pain. So if anyone out there knows where to get the full-full chaps, let me know. Thanks. 

181 Sweating it out:

On the large bed, in the masculine room, Qiye lay. His handsome face was full of evil charm looking down at the woman who was using her mouth and fingers to please him. Mo Yan was graceful and enchanting, kneeling between his legs with her hips raised as she sucked on his desire. Careful scrutiny would show that her panties were beginning to be wet with nectar. (Zuben: Was she been wearing panties when she came in? Maybe the brownies brought them for her)

Her mouth had become achy from sucking on his big cock. Her cheeks were pink from her exertions, but she continued to work him, sucking and teasing the sensitive mass of flesh. She felt him tense up, and begin to moan more, she sucked harder and suddenly, strong smelling thick turbidity filled her mouth, gushing down her throat. It made her a little dizzy. She let go of the phallus and there was a smear of white against her lips and cheeks.

She looked back at his face.

Qiye had felt so hot, he had been burning up and could not cool down. He had also been unable to get out of bed. (Zuben: Because fevers kill in this world, yo~) But he could feel that he was with someone familiar. What he did not expect was that Yan’er would take the initiative to help him cool down his body. Her small mouth and hands on his cock was so comfortable, he couldn’t think of anything. After he finally evented, he regained some strength. (Zuben: Somehow it makes sense that sex would do it, not actual medicine) He was able to open his eyes and see her. She innocent eyes looked at him, and his heart squeeze and he could not help but harden once again.

‘Yan’er…’ he called. His voice was hoarse.

She wiped the mess on her mouth and cheek, staring at him with surprise. But then her cheeks reddened with embarrassment from what she had just done.

‘A Ye, are you awake. I just…’

‘It’s not like it hasn’t been done before…Yan’er, you’re so beautiful…’ he said tenderly. But he suddenly felt dizzy and feverish.

Mo Yan noticed and her crimson cheeks turned pale again. She leaned over him, ‘A Ye, are you alright? Are you still feverish?’ (Zuben: Duh)

‘Hm…so hot. Can you touch me again? You’re so cool.’ He said, wanting to enjoy more of her touching him. ‘Especially there,’ he took a hold of her hand and placed it on his manhood, ‘so hot and painful.’ He stroked her cheeks with his lips as he spoke. (Zuben: Not too feverish for humpy pumpy)

‘But, you’ve already squirted out…don’t you feel better?’ She asked looking suspiciously at him, though her eyes were filled with worry.

Qiye looked at her innocent face with a hint of cunning and desire in his eyes, ‘No, I’m still hot. I have to do exercise to sweat out my fever. Help me, Yan’er…I’m so hot.’ He said with a trace of childish persuasion.

Mo Yan saw his increasingly pale cheeks and somewhat dilated pupils and it made her anxious, ‘What would you like me to do?’ (Zuben: Suffocate him with blankets)

Qiye kissed her red lips and drew her on top of him before laying down weakly, ‘You know…don’t be afraid, you’ll feel good. If you don’t, I fear might burn my brain…’ (Zuben: It’s rather dire, Mo Yan, you have to fuck him to save his life. You know people die of fevers in your world)

Mo Yan’s pelvis ground against his meat stick. Her wetness coated him. Her body still had the aftertaste of the lust from the night before, and the normally tightly closed flowerbud was partly open. Bracing herself against his abs, she held up his cock and sank over him. Her small flower hold swallowed the hard phallus inch by inch until he filled her to the hilt, but closer inspection would show that there was still a small portion she hadn’t taken in.

‘Un~ hmm~ ha~’

She felt so full thick dick inside her. The wrinkles inside her had been smoothed out by his length, it was hard to imagine her pussy had not broken till now, and she could still feel the throbbing veins of his dragon. She clamped her legs at his waist and braced herself to resist the pleasure.

At first, she didn’t move, but she hadn’t expected the dick inside her to grow thicker almost tearing her tender walls apart. It scared her, and she rose quickly – his meat stick scraped her sensitive spot making her limp. She sank down back onto him, and a strong sense of bliss filled her mind. Mo Yan took a deep breath trying to control her desire for climax and she slowly began to rise and fall over him. The tingling and emptiness from deep insider her cave was hard to control. She widened her legs as much as she could opening her pussy more to swallow him deeper. Her whole was spasming excitedly.

‘Ha~ A Ye~ so thick~’

The pleasure made her unconsciously shake her willowy waist and white buttocks. (Zuben: Drink) Her flower hole greedily swallowed his thick stem and the flesh of her inner walls clung to his as like a masseuse. She moaned, her pleasant voice filled the room. Qiye wanted to ravage her, the pleasure filled his mind like the rising tide. He clung to the bedsheet helplessly.

Mo Yan had lost control, she fucked the meat stick up and down, she couldn’t think at all. (Zuben: I think she lost the ability to think a few weeks ago) the rapid peristalsis of her inner muscles caused the meat stick to me taken in deeper into her more terrible spaces. Her snowy skin was flushed with lust, and her eyes glimmered like silk. (Zuben: drink) As she sat down, his cock hit her sensitive bump and her body trembled and arched as se was hit with violent relief.

‘Yan’er don’t stop…’ he moaned, ‘I’m almost there…just a little more. You still have a little more to eat. It’s so hot and tight inside, you’re going to melt me.’

Mo Yan moaned

‘The little mouth inside hasn’t been fed. Yan’er sit down a little harder. Open your flower hold wider with your fingers and take it all.’

‘Ha~ A Ye~ ah~ hm~’ Mo Yan began to indulge once more. Her hair swung up and down with her motions. Her gorgeous face was enchanting, he was unable to stop looking at her.

He took her hand and put it between them to encourage her. She parted her pussy lips, and he could see her tendercave looking like it was stretched to the limit with nectar seeping out (Zuben: but is that the limit?). When she sank down, he took the chance to push his penis deeper in to the little hole. She twisted her little waist and he realised she was coming down heavier on him.

She was moaning crazily.

She could feel that the need inside her was being assuaged when she sat down harder on him, but if she didn’t rise she felt like his thickness would rip her apart. Her insides were numb and itchy and a little painful, but she was lost in pleasure. She could only moan to express herself. Her head swung helplessly, with the small hole completely filled, she felt satisfaction and she began to spasm wildly around his phallus.

‘Darling, let’s come together…’ he said. He wanted her to continue, he wanted to enjoy her seductive body. As she came down, he hit the protruding dot at the end of the flower hole. The pleasure sent her into paroxysm and he fiercely broke into the cervix strait into her uterus; filling her deeply. The strong impact brought a sense of bliss that almost drove her crazy.

She screamed.

Her uterus and pussy sucked him frantically, and he finally burst out. His hot semen sprayed into her body. She shivered and climaxed, her body convulsing. Her flat abdomen bulged out as he filled her with his turbidity and her nectar poured.

 

182 Still hot:

‘Good girl, but I haven’t cooled down yet. Can you bear it again? He asked nibbling on her white earlobe. (Zuben: Drink. Why is he asking when he’s not going to take no for an answer?) He grabbed her waist and began to pound against her heavily. Seeing the hickeys Yi had left, he wasn’t happy. He bit and sucked over those marks until the were bright red and purple. He turned her over, and kissed her body. Her sensitive skin, her snowy breasts as he kneaded them making them fuller. They looked like juicy peaches he couldn’t help but swallow. (Zuben: Drink. New adjective!)

He was firmly inside her inner wall, he clashed her waist and he thrust vigorously. His dark purple meat stick pumping in and out of her bright red cave bring out more honey from inside her.

‘Ha~ too soon~’ she cried.

But he moaned and gasped in her ear as he licked the sweat on her forehead. His body’s fire was igniting her lower body. She couldn’t resist his hard onslaught,

‘We have to be fast, that’s the only way we can sweat it out…hah~’ he gasped in her ear.

He pulled her hand down between them and used her fingers to stroke her red pearl with was protruding and hard from her deep arousal.

‘Yan’er, touch your little clit. You’ll feel good…’ he didn’t allow her to refuse, he pressed her hand against her hard clitoris.

‘No~ don’t~ ah~’

It was easy to control her body, he did his best to stir her up. With the lubrication of her nectar, and the semen, he was able to thrust into her little package easily. He watched her charming visage, but he wanted to bully her to tears. He really did. (Zuben: Why?)

Every time he lifted her arse, her wet pussy was revealed. Her pink petals were violently parted by his big meat stick. Her small hole was fully open, and his rhythm sped up and the sound of slapping skin echoed in the room. He glans ground into her narrow hole and quickly pulled out. Her moans were sweet and tender, and he pushed deeper into her cervix.

His thrusting made her excite Mo Yan’s more excited and sensitive. Waves of joy swept through her body.

She sobbed, ‘Ye~ it’s enough, let me go~’ Her eyes were slightly red and swollen. He pushed her body up and she landed heavily back down, reaching into the flower palace again and again.

Qiye kissed her lips affectionately, and finally he pushed deep into her depths and sprayed his cum once more.

He roared.

Mo Yan cried out. ‘Ah A Ye~’

 

183 Stronger:

Mo Yan woke with a start to see Mu Zeyuan staring at her with doting. Her body felt a little sore.

‘Lazy cat, get up and have dinner.’ Zeyuan kissed her lips and helped her put on her clothes.

When she reached the dining room, the others were already seated. She was stared at with hungry eyes.

‘It seems that Ye is better already.’ Hanyu said mockingly, his expression tinged with jealousy. However, he noted Mo Yan’s ears were red, looking ashamed.

Qiye raised an eyebrow, ‘I’m still young and strong.’

Mo Yan looked calm, and asked, ‘Where is Lin Lin? Has he eaten?’ (Zuben: He’s always eating!)

The men looked at each other. They had sent Lin Lin back to Bai Su, and warned it not to run around. They had thought she wouldn’t notice, but it was not to be. Since she had taken to Lin Lin, Yan’er didn’t care about them.

Muchen smiled, ‘We’re returned him to the courtyard. It was a bit sad not seeing Bai Su, and it’s a tiger it should be in the jungle.’

Mo Yan was sceptical, but there was some truth in that. (Zuben: IQ falling)

‘Yan’er, do you want to sleep with me tonight?’ Yi asked softly. (Zuben: Didn’t you have one the night before?)

All of a sudden, hot eyes locked on her body, but Mo Yan ignored them all.

‘No. I want to sleep on my own.’ She finished her food, and left the table.

If she let them in again, she would never get out of bed.

In the middle of the night, Mo Yan woke up. She was hot, and she could feel some perspiration on her forehead. She moaned as a sharp pain shot through her head, as a chill ran through her. She fell asleep again.

She was too tired; how could she be so unlucky to be infected by Gong Qiye.

Authors note:

At your request, Mo Yan also got a cold. And the other men will eat some meat.

Zuben: Makes sense that post-bath fevers are transmittable…

 

 184 Medicine:

Ye Hanyu sat beside her on the bed, and pulled her up to lay on his chest. He wiped the tears on her face. (Zuben: Who cries because they’re sick?)

‘Yan’er, don’t cry. Eat your porridge first, and recover your strength.’ He said gently coaxing.

Mo Yan pursed her lips and turned her face away clutching her quilt unhappily. She didn’t understand why she was sick; she felt like her IQ was lowered. (Zuben: It is) She had a headache, her throat hurt, her chest was tight, and her nose was blocked. She was filled with a strong sense of grievance; why did she get sick? It was all their fault!

Unconsciously, she was now used to their love and tolerance.

Seeing her actions, Zeyuan smiled. He took a sip of the porridge and kissed her, feeding her the porridge. (Zuben: Great she’s a baby bird) She turned her face away, and glared at them with no lethality. Her pale cheeks were now reddened. But to them, she looked charming.

Muchen also took a sip of the porridge and pressed against her lips to feed her. His domineering tongue entwinned with hers. Hanyu held her hand and dropped heated kisses on her ear. His hand slid down pulling her dress up, he touched the soft sensitive skin of her waist making her hairs stand on end. Her body softened as she slumped in his arms, the originally tearful cheeks were now flushed, her eyes were glimmering and her lips were parted as she panted.

‘Good girl, it’s time for your medicine.’ Zeyuan said, his green eyes full of sexual desire.

Zeyuan put the pill in his mouth, and kissed her again, using his long tongue to pry open her teeth to push the medicine in. The bitter taste of the medicine mixed with her sweetness as their tongues entangled. He forced her to swallow and pulled back.

‘And, now it’s time for us…’

 

185 Accustomed:

‘Yan’er, you’re so beautiful…’ Zeyuan muttered as he thrust into her tender pussy. His usually cold face was immersed in lust. From his vantage point, he could see her red tenderness trying to take in their cocks. Their large penises pulled out the meat as they drew out and when they rammed in, her inner muscles wrapped around them tightly. The pleasure of her heat almost drove them to madness, making them want to fuck her crazily. He and Muchen advanced and retreated one after the other.

‘Ha~ so full~ A Yuan, too much ah~’ Mo Yan said with a face tightened from lust. Her buttocks were vibrating as Muchen ran through her back hole. When he withdrew, Zeyuan pushed forward fiercely, filling her deeply.

‘And me, hn, don’t you like how I hurt you?’ Muchen asked, a little jealous. He kissed her sensitive neck, before sucking and licking. It set off sharp torture like pleasure. She could not bear it, she arched back and cried out,

‘Like it~ Chen, give me more~’

Zeyuan and Muchen continued to thrust into her holes, when one hole was filled it made the emptiness in the other hole more acute. She was crippled by her deep need.

‘It seems that Yan’er has adapted to us. Now her mouths are greedy,’ Hanyu said after watching her indulge in the madness. He pushed his bloated dick and pushed it against her lips. His strong musk filled her senses. He stroked her cheek with his cock, leaving a trail of precum staining her skin and lips. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, before opening her mouth to suck him.

His musk aroused her even more, and Mo Yan licked and sucked his desire. She clutched his thighs, while Muchen held onto her hips. As the two thick and long meat sticks continues to pump into her, they were engorged till they were purple forming a sharp contrast to her pink flower.

She groaned around the cock in her mouth, she couldn’t take it all in. As the cocks beneath drove her towards ecstasy, she dug into Hanyu’s thigh muscles unconsciously and with each scream, swallowed in more of this thickness.

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