After Breaking Up, I Shared an Apartment With My Best Friend and Her Boyfriend (H) - Chapter 10: Lost Control of the Ejaculation
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Chapter 10: Lost Control of the Ejaculation
Hearing this, Chen Qiao wetted her hand with saliva again and began stroking the man’s hungry, massive cock. She asked with a meaningful tone, “If you can’t take it, should I go faster?”
Xu Yanqi could hear the wet, lewd sounds of her fingers rubbing against his enormous shaft, which sounded very blatant and suggestive in the quiet room.
He gripped the bedsheet behind him again, and admitted to her, “Mm, I think I’m about to come.”
He was worried she’d think he didn’t last long, so he explained, “I masturbated for a long time earlier.”
Of course, Chen Qiao knew he had already masturbated unsuccessfully. Now that she was stroking him, her movements were making his entire cock sway violently – no wonder he was struggling to hold back from ejaculating.
Chen Qiao bit her lip. “If you want to come, I’ll go faster.”
Xu Yanqi responded, “Okay.”
Chen Qiao then began quickening her pace, also gradually increasing the force of her grip. She no longer focused on the entire shaft, but purposefully stimulated and massaged the man’s sensitive glans.
The woman’s fingers were not only beautiful, but also incredibly soft, enveloping his most sensitive areas in blissful comfort. Her technique was also excellent, causing Xu Yanqi to gradually tremble all over from her nimble fingers.
Sensing the man’s desperate cock had been thoroughly ignited, ready to go wild, Chen Qiao lowered her gaze and asked him, “Where do you want to come?”
Xu Yanqi suppressed the sounds in his throat, eyes closed, as he responded haltingly, “When I come, you give it to me, I’ll do it myself.”
Wen Sui didn’t like when he came in her hand, since those were the hands she used to play the violin.
Xu Yanqi thought Chen Qiao would feel the same, since she and Wen Sui were in the same profession – they must both cherish their hands.
But as his cock continued thrusting in and out of her palm, he watched helplessly as Chen Qiao just kept stroking, not giving him anything.
“Chen Qiao, I’m going to come, give it to me.”
Xu Yanqi could feel his whole body seeming to have its pathways opened, every pore about to expand and reach the peak of blissful release.
“Mm, I’m going to come, hurry and give it to me.”
“Chen Qiao.”
Xu Yanqi kept calling out to Chen Qiao, but she didn’t switch hands.
Until the urethral opening could no longer hold back, convulsively expelling thick semen, Chen Qiao guided Xu Yanqi. “When you come, you can call out Wen Sui’s name.”
Xu Yanqi’s brow faintly furrowed, but he still cooperated quite well. Even though he had completely lost control of the ejaculation, he managed to restrain his mouth.
“Mm, Wen Sui.”
He obediently called out Wen Sui’s name as he came.
The area began filling with a pungent, musky smell. Xu Yanqi watched as the milky white semen all oozed and clung to Chen Qiao’s hand, his own hand covering hers.
“Why didn’t you withdraw your hand?”
Xu Yanqi stared intently at the sight, shuddering for a moment, just as he had trembled in his thighs during the convulsive ejaculation, involuntarily experiencing a physiological pleasure.
He simply watched as Chen Qiao reached over to the nightstand to grab a tissue and wipe her hand. She seemed very composed. “It’s fine, just wipe it off. Why would I need to withdraw my hand?”
Xu Yanqi couldn’t help but be startled.
Then he heard Chen Qiao say lucidly, “Coming in my hand should feel better than coming in your own, at least that’s how I see it.”
As she spoke those words, with an air of total uninhibitedness, Xu Yanqi looked at her with a fiery gaze he had never directed at her before.
Chen Qiao sensed the scorching heat in his eyes, a feral desire suddenly surging through her whole body, impossible to ignore or resist.
“Did it feel good?”
Chen Qiao paused her hand-wiping motion, asking him while reaching towards the area of his pajama pants, even though it was now flaccid and sloppy.
Feeling her warm fingers, Xu Yanqi responded in a deep voice, “Mm.”
The moment he made that affirmative hum, Xu Yanqi clearly saw a spark of flame ignite in Chen Qiao’s tender gaze – a fire matching the passionate desire in his own eyes.
Xu Yanqi pressed his lips together, then suddenly spoke up. “You.”
He paused before asking Chen Qiao, “Do you need me to help you?”