Chapter 230
Unbuttoning the other’s shirt, Qingqing’s eyes widened as the garment fell open, revealing Wen Shu’s bronzed muscles, his well-defined abs a testament to his excellent physique. Qingqing was somewhat stunned, reaching out to touch, feeling the hardness beneath his palm. Moving downward, he unzipped Wen Shu’s pants, exposing the hint of his member hidden within, already moist, leaving a wet patch on his underwear.
The pheromonal scent enveloped him, warm like the scent of sunlight after rain, comforting.
When they were finally naked, Qingqing still felt shy, rubbing his legs against the bed, cheeks flushed with embarrassment, unable to meet Wen Shu’s gaze. Wen Shu removed all his clothes, his muscular body exuding desire, his erection prominent, imposing.
Parting Qingqing’s legs, Wen Shu could feel him trembling. His gaze focused on the small bud between his legs, already glistening with moisture and emitting an intoxicating scent that drove men wild. Wen Shu’s throat tightened, his voice hoarse, “Is it okay?”
Blushing intensely, Qingqing murmured softly, “Yes,” shyly spreading his legs further, exposing himself more.
As Wen Shu’s heated flesh pressed against him, they both paused for a moment, their lips parting with a gasp. Qingqing’s tender petals were brushed open, revealing a pink passage so delicate and small, nothing like it could swallow such a large member.
Animalistic desire mingled with tenderness. Soon, beads of sweat formed on Wen Shu’s body as he tried to slow down, using the tip of his member to probe the tight opening. However, due to lack of experience, he struggled to enter smoothly, causing frustration to build.
Their heated gazes met, and Qingqing bit his lip, finally extending his slender fingers to fully expose himself, whispering, “Try again…”
This time, it went in smoothly, but as Wen Shu pushed halfway in, the tightness made him breathless, and he asked anxiously, “Does it hurt?”
Licking his lips, Qingqing replied, “No…”
But it felt sore, after all, it had been a long time since he had been invaded. He said it didn’t hurt, and Wen Shu breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn’t help but thrust forcefully, feeling the intense pleasure of breaking through the tightness. As their flesh enveloped him, he felt the urge to ejaculate.
Tears welled up in Qingqing’s eyes.
Their hot bodies intertwined, achieving complete union. Feeling the pleasurable squeeze, Wen Shu exclaimed, “Qingqing, you’re so wet and tight, it feels amazing.”
Blushing, Qingqing murmured, “You can… move…”
“Let’s slow down a bit,” Wen Shu said shyly. “I’m afraid I’ll climax as soon as I move.”
His honesty left Qingqing unsure of how to respond.
After a pause, Wen Shu asked, “If I climax too soon, would it be considered premature ejaculation?”
“I-I don’t know…” Qingqing stuttered, then reassured him, “It shouldn’t be, since you’re a virgin, it’s understandable even if you climax quickly…”
Wen Shu stared at him earnestly, “But it would be embarrassing, right? I don’t want to be embarrassed. Let me wait ten more seconds.” Leaning in, he kissed Qingqing’s lips, showing a preference for his plump lower lip, gently nibbling with his teeth.
With his member buried inside, pulsing hard, Qingqing felt overwhelmed, the restless flesh inside him squirming. Just when he was feeling uncomfortable, Wen Shu released his lips and whispered, “Okay.”
And he began to thrust.
Blushing, Qingqing covered his eyes. “This… doesn’t need a debriefing, does it?”
Sex, it must be said, is a human instinct. Wen Shu, who had barely watched any adult films due to his strict upbringing, wasn’t entirely clueless at this moment. Following his instincts, he started with shallow thrusts to ensure Qingqing’s comfort. As he gradually increased his pace, eliciting more moans from Qingqing, he asked, “Is this okay?”
Qingqing struggled to keep quiet, but as soon as Wen Shu asked, his lips parted, and uncontrollable moans spilled out, “Yes…”
“Does it feel good?”
