Chapter 32: Wait a Moment
Although he was only pressing against her entrance, the hard, searing heat of him already sent an indescribable thrill of pleasure through Qin Fei’er.
The intense excitement made her breath come in short gasps, her full breasts rising and falling in tandem.
And her endless craving coaxed even more sweet dew from her core.
In an instant, Chenyang felt the tip of his member enveloped in slickness.
He slowly pushed forward, teasing the slick entrance a few times before parting her pink flesh.
"Oh... Xiaochen, you... be gentle."
He had only entered a tiny bit, but Qin Fei’er’s body was already trembling as she let out a soft moan.
She had thought she was prepared, but she had still underestimated his sheer size.
The sensation of being stretched so suddenly made her brows furrow slightly.
With any other woman, Chenyang might have been more tender, more willing to go slow.
But with a tempting creature like Qin Fei’er before him, he wanted nothing more than to plunge in all the way.
He reveled in the way she found pleasure in her pain, and how in her pleasure, she let him do as he pleased.
So, as Qin Fei’er cried out again and again, he suddenly drove forward, plunging deep inside her.
"Ah~!"
Her whole body shuddered at the sensation of being so completely filled.
Immediately after, an indescribable pleasure mixed with an almost tearing pain swept through her entire body.
’It felt so good.’
’But it hurt so much!’
Her delicate features twisted in a grimace.
She couldn’t help but press a hand against Chenyang’s chest. "Gentle... be gentle. You’re too big. I can’t take it."
"Aunt Qin, I just get so excited looking at you."
"Just bear with it. It’ll get better in a moment."
"I... ah! Oh, god... ungh..."
Realizing she couldn’t stop Chenyang, Qin Fei’er gradually gave up the struggle.
But to lessen the pain, she reached down and placed a hand on the sensitive nub above, rubbing herself gently to heighten her own pleasure and help her body adapt to Chenyang more quickly.
What she didn’t realize was that her seductive movements only made Chenyang more excited and restless.
’An inexperienced woman would just be crying out in pain right now, doing nothing else.’
’But Qin Fei’er, even while enduring the pain, was actively participating.’
’Especially as she rubbed herself, her arm pushed her already impressive breasts up, making them even more prominent. That, combined with the seductive expression on her face—a mix of pain and pleasure—was a potent stimulant to Chenyang’s senses.’
He couldn’t stop himself from increasing the frequency and force of his thrusts.
At the same time, he couldn’t help but marvel.
’Qin Fei’er really didn’t feel like a woman who had given birth.’
’Not only did she have the pink tenderness of a young girl, but she was also unbelievably tight.’
’This feeling was incredible.’
’It was the fresh excitement of a young girl, combined with the unique charm of a mature woman.’
’It gave him a double dose of pleasure!’
His movements grew faster and faster, like a pile driver, as if he intended to finish it all in one go.
Qin Fei’er was already having trouble taking his assault. She had thought stimulating herself would help her adapt more quickly, but she never expected that as Chenyang’s movements sped up, the pain would only grow more intense instead of easing.
His frantic thrusts felt like they were striking the very depths of her soul.
Pain and pleasure, all at once.
"Aah... Xiaochen, slow down. I... I really can’t take this anymore."
"Please, just stop... stop for a second, ahh~"
Qin Fei’er couldn’t take it anymore.
Amidst the tearing pain, a tingling, electric sensation suddenly shot through her from below.
It shot through every nerve in her body, making her toes curl as she once again experienced the sensation of ascending to the heavens.
However, the long-awaited ecstasy was quickly swallowed and replaced by the overwhelming pain.
’It felt like she wasn’t just tearing, but swelling up.’
Taking advantage of a moment when Chenyang paused to catch his breath, she hastily scooted backward.
"Aunt Qin, what are you..."
"Just stop for a second, Xiaochen. You’re... you’re just too big. I... It’s been a long time for me, I really can’t take it."
Qin Fei’er’s face was flushed, though it was hard to tell if it was from the pain or the afterglow of her climax.
She leaned against the headboard, a trace of fear in her eyes as she panted for breath.
Having his pleasure cut short just as he was getting into it left Chenyang feeling annoyed.
But when he happened to glance down and see that her pink flesh was red and swollen, and even streaked with a bit of blood, his expression changed subtly.
’She was tight, sure, but... Qin Fei’er was a beautiful woman approaching forty, after all.’
’Surely he hadn’t made her bleed just like that, had he?’
’Could it be that if you go long enough without sex, you really do become like a virgin again?’
"I’m sorry, Aunt Qin. I got a little too excited."
Chenyang’s apology wasn’t born from compassion; he was purely worried that Qin Fei’er wouldn’t let him continue.
Qin Fei’er glanced down, then shook her head. "I don’t blame you. I’m a mother, after all. The fact that I can still get a handsome young man like you so excited should make me happy. But... it’s really been a very long time, and you’re just so big. It’s a little too much to handle all at once."
"Then you should rest for a bit."
"This... I don’t think ten or twenty minutes will be enough to recover."
’In truth, Qin Fei’er wanted him desperately.’
But she also knew that if they were too rough, she wouldn’t just be left unsatisfied—it could lead to a serious medical issue. She’d seen her fair share of similar cases back when she worked at the hospital.
After a moment’s hesitation, she rolled over and positioned herself between Chenyang’s legs. "Let me make you feel good first."