Chapter 2: Don’t, I’ll Take It Off Myself
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Chenyang roughly tore a slit in the thin bodycon skirt.
The exposed skin glistened under the light, looking soft and supple.
Her full breasts, nearly bursting free, strained against the fabric with every rise and fall of her chest, pushing Chenyang’s self-control to its limits.
He couldn’t be bothered to wonder why Lin Xiaowei had become like this. Right now, only one thought dominated his mind.
’Pin Lin Xiaowei down and fuck her hard!’
Lost in the fantasy, Chenyang prepared to rip the rest of the troublesome skirt away.
But just as he was about to, Lin Xiaowei panted, her breath sweet. "Don’t... I’ll take it off myself. If you rip it, I’ll have nothing to wear when I leave."
"Hurry up!"
"Don’t be in such a rush. We have all night. We can play... slowly."
’Play?’
A smirk played on Chenyang’s lips. While Lin Xiaowei undressed, he walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down.
He took out the small pink remote and cranked the setting straight to the maximum.
When Lin Xiaowei had played with it by herself before, she had never gone higher than the third setting. She had tried the highest setting once, but she couldn’t take it for more than a few seconds before she came, gushing.
She had already been on the verge on the way over.
Now, with the vibrations below suddenly at their highest frequency, her legs trembled and she collapsed to the floor.
Waves of exquisite, numbing pleasure instantly washed over her entire body from the intense buzzing.
Her beautiful legs clamped shut one moment, only to be forced open the next. She was starting to feel like she was on the verge of convulsing.
"Ah... please... turn it off. I... I can’t take it anymore... oh... AHHH..."
"You can’t even handle this? How are we supposed to find even crazier thrills later?"
"Ahhh... I really... I really can’t... I’m begging you, just... just pause it, please? The... the dress is stuck around my neck... I feel like... like I’m suffocating."
"It’s not impossible for me to make it stop."
Chenyang looked up and said with a playful, cruel smile, "Crawl to me."
"You’re... going too far."
"Compared to how heartless you were back then, isn’t this just child’s play?"
Over the past year, Chenyang had suffered too many setbacks and failures.
He desperately wanted to use this opportunity to vent all the frustration that had been building up inside him.
Lin Xiaowei was in unbearable agony. After a moment of hesitation, she struggled to pull off the dress, then began to crawl forward, inch by inch.
Once the dress was off, she was left in just her underwear.
On top, she wore a purple, openwork lace bra.
As she crawled, her pale, full breasts were a perfect sight, and as they swayed gently, the pink tips of her nipples were faintly visible.
Below her slender waist was a black thong.
The most crucial part between her legs was also a semi-sheer, openwork design.
It was tantalizingly vague, exuding an irresistible allure.
The thong cinched her round, fragrant buttocks into the shape of a perfect peach.
Because she was on all fours, they were especially perky and eye-catching.
Combined with the flush on her pretty face and the hazy look in her beautiful eyes, her posture and expression made her look just like a bitch in heat begging for her master’s affection.
The scene made Chenyang feel as if he were in a dream.
Before their breakup, Lin Xiaowei had been as pure as a blank sheet of paper. They were each other’s first love. Forget kissing—even when they held hands for the first time, her pretty face had turned beet red with shyness.
But after not seeing her for a year, she had become this sluttishly unrestrained!
The stark contrast felt surreal to Chenyang, but it also deeply aroused him.
On the way over, he had already been painfully hard.
Now, he felt like he was about to explode!
He lost all patience for foreplay. He quickly stripped off his clothes and pulled Lin Xiaowei up.
Lin Xiaowei fell back onto the bed. When she saw his massive, rigid erection, her eyes widened. "Oh... my god... it’s... how is it so big?"
"The bigger it is, the better it’ll feel for you, right?"
Chenyang’s gaze was scorching. He moved in front of her and quickly yanked off the thong.
He glanced down and saw that the small mound between her legs was completely bare. Not a single hair.
In the year-plus that he had dated Lin Xiaowei, the two had never slept together.
So it was only today that Chenyang learned that this supposedly pure campus belle was a "white tiger."
Because of the toy inside her, her pink, seemingly untouched folds were slightly parted.
The moment Chenyang reached down and pulled the little toy out, a slick of warm, glistening fluid trickled out, soaking the bedsheet beneath her peachy bottom.
The sight made Chenyang’s blood boil with lust.
He stepped forward, lifted her long, pale, slender legs, and positioned himself before the secret place he had fantasized about for so long!
"Chen... Chenyang, wait... wait a second. You’re... you’re too big. I’m not... AHH~!"
Lin Xiaowei wasn’t ready.
Seeing his massive member, she was both terrified and nervous.
But Chenyang gave her no chance to finish her sentence. With a single, powerful thrust of his hips, he drove himself inside her.