Zhong’s cock nudged her pussy, fat and slick with spit and oil.
Hui Lian shook underneath him, legs spread, her cunt dripping wet before he even touched her.
It pulsed—greedy and wide-eyed—twitching like it knew exactly what it wanted.
Her hips lifted on instinct. She was soaked.
Her first time, and she was already begging for it.
"Please... please put it in," she whimpered, her voice shaking.
He grabbed her thighs, pushed them apart, and lined himself up.
His cock throbbed as it kissed her entrance.
Her pussy clung to the head, lips sucking, stretched and slippery.
He pushed.
"H-hhaaahhh—ahhhhnn—i-it’s... it’s big—!"
She clenched around him, sweet virgin cunt choking tight.
Zhong growled. His cock sank deeper, and her walls trembled around it—soft and snug, clamping like they didn’t want to let go.
"You’re too pure..." he murmured, the tightness like that of someone who had never even masturbated in her life. All her life, Hui Lian always preached control and buried herself in her work too much to even consider any kind of physical pleasure.
"Hngghh~! I’m s-s-orry—"
She sobbed, body twitching, fingernails raking down his arms.
Her tits bounced with every breath, her belly trembling under him, her pussy making the filthiest little squelch as he pushed in farther.
He paused halfway, just to feel her squeeze.
"Don’t be sorry. This feels like heaven," he muttered into her neck—and he’d been to heaven before.
Then he slammed the rest in.
"AaAAHHNNH!!"
Hui Lian’s green eyes flew open, filled with pain and flooded with lust and pressure.
Her back arched, eyes wide, mouth hanging open. Her cunt swallowed every inch of him, twitching madly around his cock, slick gushing out with every heartbeat.
He started to move.
She was so wet it echoed. Her cries bounced off the walls.
"Ahhh—ahhh fuck—doctor—haaahh don’t stop—oh, don’t stop—"
He gripped her hips and fucked her deeper. Her thighs shook. Her pussy hugged him tight, every thrust pulling another moan from her throat.
She cried out, eyes rolling.
"F-fuck! I—nngh—I’m gonna—!"
Then she screamed.
Her pussy clamped down, spasming hard, gushing around him. She came like she couldn’t stop, soaking his cock, squirting down her thighs, making a mess of the floor.
Her voice broke with every word.
"Z-Zhong—don’t stop—ahh fuck—c-cum in me—fill me more, please—"
Her cunt milked him for it, hot and slick and spasming like it needed to keep him.
Then he came.
Thick spurts filled her, deep and warm. She wailed, legs wrapping around him as her pussy fluttered around the heat spilling inside.
"F-fuck—yes~!"
He stayed buried in her, cock twitching, cum leaking out around his base.
Her body trembled beneath him, eyes dazed, lips parted.
"It’s dripping," she whispered, her voice hoarse.
He pulled back slowly. His cock slipped free with a sticky squelch, followed by a thick, creamy mess that oozed from her stretched pussy. She was ruined but still twitching and leaking.
She smiled.
"You’ll do that again," she breathed, "right...?"
For her first time learning what it felt like to be taken by a man, Hui Lian used her trembling hand to part her legs wide and opened her leaking pussy with her fingers, begging for more.
Hui Lian’s breath hadn’t steadied yet when Zhong touched her waist again, the faint brush of his fingers enough to make her body jolt like a live wire.
Her stomach flexed with every shallow gasp.
Her hair stuck to her damp forehead and cheeks, chest rising and falling too fast to control.
Between her thighs, warmth lingered thick and deep, the kind that made her stomach twist and flutter just from remembering how she’d been opened.
Zhong crouched beside her.
His fingers traced her skin again, the curve of her hip, her thigh, the center of her belly.
Every touch made her twitch violently. She opened her mouth to speak but only the air escaped. Her whole body was too sensitive to form words.
"Clearly, that wasn’t enough." He murmured, brushing his knuckles just above the place where her thighs met.
Her eyes fluttered open and met his, dazed but undeniably aware.
He cupped her chin and tilted it up, making her look directly at him.
"Do you want to see how far you can go?" Zhong said.
Her lips parted, and her expression froze—nervous.
And then she nodded.
Zhong leaned back, lowering himself onto the floor with his legs planted wide, arms open.
Hui Lian sat up on shaking arms, her fingers slipping on the slickness of her own skin.
Her legs barely cooperated as she moved forward, climbing across the space between them.
She straddled him slowly, knees sliding out to either side, thighs trembling with every inch.
Her fingers gripped his shoulders like lifelines.
Her belly pulled in with every breath.
He didn’t move, only rested his hands gently on her waist.
"H-hold me," she whispered.
He did.
She positioned herself over him with effort, breath hitching again as her hips lowered
Her stomach clenched visibly the moment she began to take him in again—her chest lifting hard; shoulders pulling back as the first stretch reignited every nerve.
She gasped, whole torso undulating with the attempt.
Her arms shook where they held onto him.
He let her move how she wanted, or how she could manage.
His thumbs rubbed soft circles into her waist, steadying her.
"Hui Lian," he breathed, smile curling slowly at the corners of his lips. "Move how you want."
She tried.
Her knees bent, lowering her inch by inch.
"hah... ah—ngh—ahhh!"
Her breath broke into soft, frantic gasps, each downward motion hitting her harder, making her jolt like she’d just stepped off solid ground.
But she didn’t stop. Her hips bucked once, then again, and somewhere in the middle of that trembling chaos. Something clicked into place.
She found it.
The exact angle. The way to tilt her hips forward just enough to strike deep—and the moment she did, the pleasure detonated behind her ribs like lightning cracking through wet silk.
Her whole body answered instantly.
"Ah—haaah! H-haah! Hhh-h—!"
Her plum-shaped ass rolled down with each bounce, juicy and wild, the impact rippling through her thighs and up into the swell of her hips.
She flared, riding him with a raw, slapping force that echoed through the room.
Her belly curled tight and deep every time she dropped down on him, skin flexing around the full, punishing stretch.
Her tits swung freely with every thrust, full and heavy and wild.
Sweat beaded between them, trailing down her ribs as her back arched deeper, trying to draw every inch she could from the friction.
Zhong groaned, fingers clamping down at her waist, but still letting her lead.
"Hnn-aaah! Aaa—ahh! Mmm-mmnnn—!"
Her cries became involuntary. Her nails dug in so deep he barely flinched.
Her whole body screamed with lust—her ass flaring, tits bouncing wildly, sweat clinging to her flushed skin, her face twisted in raw, bliss-drunk desperation as she rode him like she’d lost her mind.
"F-Fuck—fuckfuck—I’m gonna cum—! I’m gonna cum—hnghh—!!"
Her entire body clenched, eyes wide and staring, and then—
She broke.
The orgasm hit her, legs spasming violently, cunt pulsing and clutching down hard around his dick as a hot gush sprayed out of her, uncontrolled and soaking the floor beneath them.
Her scream tore out of her throat and she collapsed forward, body folding into him with no strength left.
She wrapped her arms around him instinctively, still twitching.
Her breath hitched, stuttering against his neck, her thighs trembling like leaves in the wind.
His cock stayed inside her, thick and resting deep, the aftershocks of her release rippling around him.
She clung to him like drowning, save for the broken panting, overwhelmed and still pierced open, impaled, her body spent and leaking.
Her expression twisted, caught between a dizzy kind of panic and something almost giddy. Her mouth opened again, and the words came out before she could stop them:
"I must be pregnant for sure..."
Then she laughed—soft and breathless, wild with disbelief. Her body curled slightly, still trembling as she reached for him weakly.
While Zhong’s hand traced a spell circle in the air before he pushed it into her body.
Hui Lian jolted awake, then her vision faded and her eyes slid shut.
"Goodbye, Hui Lian."
That was the last thing she remembered before she lost consciousness.