It’s About You (GL High H) - Chapter 9

Xing Enxi’s left thumb pressed against Wanqi Lang’s swollen and sensitive cl!toris, sometimes circling and rubbing it rapidly, sometimes pressing down heavily with her pad, and sometimes lightly scraping the reddened little bean with her nail.

At the same time, her right middle and ring fingers thrust mercilessly deep into the warm, wet passage, burying themselves to the base to feel the inner wall folds before withdrawing quickly to the entrance edge and then plunging back in fiercely.

Each thrust in and out brought more glistening love fluid and squelching water sounds, the rhythm speeding up, the force growing fiercer.

“Ah, mm ah! No… little Xi… too, too fast… ah… stop… please… stop…” Wanqi Lang’s pleas came in broken gasps as her body tossed on the crest of waves of pleasure stronger than the last. Her hands clawed helplessly at the bedsheet beneath her, her legs spasming as they clamped tight and then fell open powerlessly.

Xing Enxi ignored the shattered cries from the woman beneath her. Far from stopping, she intensified her efforts.

The thumb on the cl!toris ground even harder, the frequency as rapid as plucking strings, while the two fingers buried in the pvssy increased their thrusting speed, slamming heavily against the deepest, softest core and producing a muffled “squelch.”

“Ah… ha… aaah!!! No more! Little Xi, stop… stop! I… I’m going to pee… ah… really… I can’t hold it, please… wuu…” Wanqi Lang cried from the fucking, her body trembling violently as a strong sour bloating built deep in her abdomen. The accumulating peak of pleasure deep in her body squeezed her bladder, sounding an alarm.

The ultimate pleasure intertwined with the panic of physiological loss of control, pushing Wanqi Lang to the brink of collapse.

Her body rebelled instinctively, her legs clamping hard to halt the thrusting fingers, her waist twisting like a snake to evade the pressure on her cl!toris, but all efforts were in vain.

Xing Enxi still kneaded and crushed relentlessly, tormenting the pitiful cl!toris that had swollen red beyond endurance, while the two fingers plunged deep like they meant to pierce her through, pounding and thrusting.

The uncontrollable plummeting sensation grew ever stronger. Wanqi Lang tensed every muscle in her body in desperate final resistance, her throat emitting whimpers. She could clearly feel the surging flood deep inside rushing toward the gate’s edge—just one more… one more…

“Wuu… wuu wuu…” Tears surged uncontrollably from Wanqi Lang’s eyes, mingling shame and pleasure in her breakdown.

In the instant she felt the gate about to give way completely, Xing Enxi’s right fingers plunged deep once more, bending the joints and using the pad to thrust hard against her G-spot in the soft depths of the pvssy. At the same time, her thumb pressed heavily down on the cl!toris.

“Ha ah, aaah———!

Wanqi Lang’s voice pitched into a different tone as her body arched upward fiercely, her neck thrown back, every muscle tensing in an instant and spasming violently into orgasm.

Xing Enxi withdrew her fingers. She could no longer hold back; love fluid shot uncontrollably from the pvssy, even splattering onto Xing Enxi’s shirt.

Then a large amount of thick nectar flowed out slowly, mixed with a few drops of expelled urine, soaking the thin bedsheet beneath her and forming a small puddle of glistening wetness.

Wanqi Lang had lost her mind completely, her body still shaking, only fragmented breaths left in her throat, her eyes nearly rolling back. The sour bloating deep in her abdomen eased slightly from the orgasm’s release but did not vanish entirely. Instead, with her body’s relaxation, it became even clearer, a faint dropping sensation reminding her of her bladder’s fullness.

Xing Enxi looked at the scene before her, the pleasure of conquest filling her with delight, her heart fluttering.

She bent down, sliding her arms under Wanqi Lang’s armpits and knees to scoop her up.

Wanqi Lang’s body was as soft as a puddle of jelly, utterly unable to exert any force and completely at Xing Enxi’s mercy.

“Mm…” At the moment of contact, Wanqi Lang let out a distressed hum.

Xing Enxi clenched her teeth and strained her arms.

A bit heavy.

Xing Enxi usually focused on exercise and had considerable strength, but right after such exertion, hoisting a grown woman who had lost all support was no easy task. She used all her might to barely lift Wanqi Lang off the messy bed.

Wanqi Lang’s head lolled powerlessly into the hollow of Xing Enxi’s shoulder, her fine, curly strands tickling Xing Enxi’s neck and bringing a wave of itchiness.

Xing Enxi held her and staggered through the living room toward the bathroom. Wanqi Lang’s thick scent of arousal assaulted Xing Enxi’s senses.

She finally pushed open the bathroom door and carefully set Wanqi Lang down, seating her on the toilet.

Wanqi Lang’s body slid softly downward, forcing Xing Enxi to half-kneel on the floor and brace her with a shoulder to prevent a fall.

Xing Enxi reached for a plastic stool and placed it under the showerhead, then laboriously half-dragged and half-carried Wanqi Lang to perch her on it unsteadily.

“Sit steady. I’ll rinse you off.”

Xing Enxi twisted the shower knob, testing the water temperature with her hand and adjusting it to a warm, comfortable level.

She squatted in front of Wanqi Lang and parted her knees.

This position let her see clearly the ravaged valley: the petals red and slightly parted, covered in glistening love fluid, the inner thighs and skin below all slick and wet.

Xing Enxi directed the showerhead away from the most sensitive areas, intending to rinse the surroundings first. The warm water stream poured over Wanqi Lang’s inner thighs and groin, washing away the stickiness.

However, as Xing Enxi slightly adjusted the showerhead’s angle to rinse lower toward the buttock crease, the mishap occurred.

The warm downward stream, due to Wanqi Lang’s unconscious shift, veered abruptly off course. A concentrated jet hit squarely on Wanqi Lang’s still-swollen, erect cl!toris.

“Hm ah——!”

The sudden stimulation startled Wanqi Lang into a jolt, her legs spasming to clamp shut, but Xing Enxi squatted right in front.

Unlike the impact of fingers, it precisely battered the bud, like countless fine electric currents drilling into her body’s deepest core!

“Ah! No no no… stop… stop it quick!” Physiological tears streamed from the corners of Wanqi Lang’s eyes as her hands flailed to push Xing Enxi away. The sour bloating deep in her abdomen, which had eased just moments ago, assaulted her with a hundredfold intensity, a faint burning at her urethra.

Xing Enxi jumped too, startled by the accident. She yanked the showerhead away and stood up hastily.

But it was too late. The pressure at its limit could no longer be contained. Wanqi Lang tensed her last shred of strength in agony, her throat emitting a beast-like whimper as scorching liquid formed a short jet, spurting uncontrollably from between her open legs and mingling with the shower stream, flowing down the stool.

“Wuu… wuu wuu wuu…” Wanqi Lang whimpered in grievance.

This was too humiliating!

Tears pattered down as she lowered her head, burying her face in her wet hands.

Xing Enxi’s hand remained frozen on the shower switch, genuinely stunned by the erotic scene before her. The water continued to rinse, swiftly dispersing the incontinence. Seeing Wanqi Lang curled up crying, her heart softened. After rinsing Wanqi Lang clean, she carried her to the guest bedroom, apologizing nonstop, urging her not to cry, and coaxing her until she finally fell asleep.