Chapter 208
Liu Yun acted like a beautiful, insatiable vixen.
She deliberately put on a high, affected voice, making it sound both coquettish and wanton.
Her movements were also exceptionally exaggerated.
She clung to Chenyang’s body like an octopus, peppering him with wild kisses and caressing him freely.
The beautiful, alluring woman already had Chenyang burning with unbearable desire.
Now, her aggressive advances sent a wicked fire coursing through him, making his blood boil with passion.
His wandering hands climbed up to her magnificent breasts and cupped her perfectly round bottom.
As he freely kneaded her flesh, his fingers found and pinched the bud on her breast. A jolt shot through Liu Yun’s entire body. Her delicate frame trembled as a moan that could melt bones escaped her lips.
"That... that feels so good. Squeeze my breasts harder. I love this feeling."
"Sister Liu, don’t you think you’re laying it on a bit thick?"
As her voice grew louder, Chenyang couldn’t help but murmur.
Liu Yun bit her red lip lightly. "If I don’t lay it on thick, how are we going to lure Fei’Er out?"
Liu Yun was acting.
But it wasn’t entirely an act.
Those first few coquettish and wanton lines had been deliberately shouted in an affected voice.
But the hazy look in her beautiful eyes now, the blush creeping up her pretty cheeks—that was all genuine arousal from Chenyang’s touch.
The tingling pleasure was like a key, unlocking the gates of her desire.
The emptiness she had suppressed for so long was like a flood bursting through a dam, surging forth with overwhelming force.
Her frantic, roaming hands slowed, then reached back into Chenyang’s pants to grasp the ferocious, searing-hot beast within.
’So hot... so hard.’
’He just finished with that hussy An Xiaoqing. How is he hard again so quickly?’
Seeing her astonished expression, Chenyang teased, "Isn’t me being hard a good thing? Or does Sister Liu not like it?"
"I love it! But I’m also a little scared." Liu Yun kissed his earlobe, her hand stroking him as she spoke. "It’s just so big. After I got you off with my mouth yesterday, it was numb all the way until I got home. If we do it for real, I’m worried you’ll break me."
Chenyang grinned mischievously. "So, we shouldn’t do it then?"
Liu Yun immediately shook her head. "No way! Fei’Er is here today, isn’t she? With the two of us, no matter how terrifying you are, we can definitely tame that thing."
Chenyang raised an eyebrow. "We’re making so much noise. Why hasn’t Aunt Qin come out yet?"
"She’s too proud, trying to act all prim and proper."
Liu Yun smiled, pursing her lips. She pulled Chenyang’s pants down, and the towering beast sprang free, exposed to the air.
Visibly delighted, she caressed him while deliberately calling out toward the bedroom, "If she’s not coming, that’s fine by me. More for me to enjoy all by myself!
Xiaochen, forget about her. Let your Sister have some fun for a while."
With that, Liu Yun leaned over the edge of the sofa, hiking up her skirt and presenting her perfectly round, honeyed bottom.
Chenyang glanced down. Her tender pink folds were already dripping wet.
He moved forward, ready for battle. After just a couple of gentle rubs, the head of his cock was slick with her honeyed nectar.
Of course, this made things incredibly easy for Chenyang.
With almost no effort, his straining length parted her entrance and plunged deep into her secret depths.
In that instant, he was enveloped by the warm, tight sheath below him.
A wave of exquisite pleasure shot straight to the crown of his head, making him gasp.
As for Liu Yun, she felt a faint, tearing pain the moment he entered. But as Chenyang pushed deeper, the wonderful sensation of being completely filled instantly replaced the pain, and she let out a moan of pure pleasure.
"So... so big... I’m completely filled up."
"It feels so good... Xiaochen, move faster... I want all of you... Ahh, you’re hitting the very back..."
It was hard to tell if her cries were from genuine, uncontrollable pleasure or if they were still part of the act.
Liu Yun’s bone-melting moans were loud, echoing through the spacious living room and lingering in the air.
Chenyang placed a hand on her slim waist and began to move slowly. As he did, he glanced back toward his bedroom door.
As his eyes focused, he clearly saw Qin Fei’Er’s figure suddenly pull back from the doorway.
A faint smile touched his lips. "Sister Liu, I think Aunt Qin is about to break."