My classmate seems to want to have s*x with me - Chapter 30

Sensing Ding Chen’s tension, Qiu Yanzhen stopped her finger movements, her impulse slightly subsiding. She quietly waited for Ding Chen’s response.

Ding Chen tensed her body, burying her entire face in Qiu Yanzhen’s neck. The anticipated intrusion was still nowhere to be felt, and a strange emptiness began to emerge deep within her. Her little hole greedily sucked on the fingertip resting at the edge of her hole, as if trying to pull it inside.

The sensation from her fingertips made Qiu Yanzhen suddenly recall the time in the shower when her sensitive cl!t was pressed against the petals, gently sucked just like her fingers now. Just thinking about that feeling made her scalp tingle, her c0ck already hard and a bit uncomfortable, pushing up her pants.

Ding Chen’s shame had not yet reached the point where she could invite Qiu Yanzhen into her body herself. The emptiness was becoming more and more apparent, and there was even a slight tingling sensation inside. The honey-like liquid that oozed from her constricting opening had already soaked the fingers there. She gasped for breath, suppressing her lust, her hot breath hitting Qiu Yanzhen’s flushed neck.

It seemed that she had discovered Ding Chen’s tacit consent; the fingers that had been paused at the entrance finally began to move again, probing inward little by little. Ding Chen held Qiu Yanzhen tighter, nervously holding her breath. The pace of entry was very slow, and Ding Chen, holding her breath, felt like she was about to suffocate.

“Does it hurt?”

Qiu Yanzhen’s gentle and caring voice rang in her ears, Ding Chen let out a big sigh, shaking her head against her face.

A finger had already entered a knuckle deep, and the soft, welcoming sensations from all directions were very enthusiastic towards the first-time visitor, inviting her to go deeper. The fervent sucking felt both like a push and a pull, and Qiu Yanzhen moved forward slowly.

“Um…”

Ding Chen’s slightest reaction made Qiu Yanzhen extremely nervous. She paused her actions and gently asked, “Does it hurt?”

“A little bit…” Ding Chen’s soft voice was muffled in Qiu Yanzhen’s neck, and as she spoke, her lips lightly brushed against the damp skin.

“Then could you relax a bit?”

“I relaxed.” Ding Chen replied, suppressing her embarrassment.

“Spread your legs a little more,” Qiu Yanzhen coaxed gently.

Ding Chen didn’t respond, but obediently spread her legs a bit wider. Qiu Yanzhen first thrust shallowly a few times, then continued to push in more knuckles.

The speed of entry remained slow, and the pvssy continuously secreted fluid to make the invasion smoother. As her fingers gradually entered, the emptiness within Ding Chen gradually faded away. Finally, when Qiu Yanzhen inserted her fingers all the way in, she stroked Ding Chen’s head and asked, “Are you okay?”

Ding Chen nodded, her hands hovering near Qiu Yanzhen’s neck. She wanted to kiss Qiu Yanzhen, but the other person remained unmoving.

“I just… um, haven’t rinsed my mouth yet.” Qiu Yanzhen felt a bit embarrassed.

Ding Chen replied, panting, “It’s okay.”

Qiu Yanzhen obediently lowered her head to kiss Ding Chen, her fingers buried inside Ding Chen’s body tentatively moved, and Ding Chen, eyes closed, let out a few soft moans, tightening the arm hanging around Qiu Yanzhen’s neck.

She boldly increased the intensity of her movements, beginning to explore within Ding Chen’s body, her fingertips curiously tracing every fold. Ding Chen, struggling to find space to breathe amidst the kisses and moans, gradually found it harder to respond to the kisses on her lips.

The suppressed sounds kept spilling out from between her lips and teeth, both delicate and seductive. Seeing that Ding Chen was already too preoccupied to kiss, Qiu Yanzhen stepped back, focusing on the movements of her hands.

“Be gentle… ah…!” The foreign object inside suddenly pushed deep, the aching sensation made Ding Chen arch her back in unbearable discomfort. Her high-pitched, melodious moans encouraged the person on top, who began thrusting rhythmically deep inside.

Ding Chen opened her eyes, and her dazed gaze was immediately caught by Qiu Yanzhen’s intense stare. Realizing that her current appearance was fully exposed, whe evasively closed her eyes again, covering her face with one hand.

The tingling pleasure beneath her kept building up, and Qiu Yanzhen’s assault became increasingly fierce. Ding Chen’s body’s honesty allowed Qiu Yanzhen to observe well where her sensitive spots were, whether the pressure should be light or heavy. She held Ding Chen’s waist and pressed her to a soft spot, and her canal immediately reacted by tightening violently, her grip on her hand almost crushing her own left wrist.

“Ah… mm… Yanzhen… ah…” Ding Chen tightly grasped the sheets beneath her and Qiu Yanzhen’s hand propping herself up, already too preoccupied to care whether she was being watched.

Hearing her name being called out in a sweet, sticky tone by Ding Chen, Qiu Yanzhen felt her bl00d rush instantly. She leaned down, bit Ding Chen’s ear, gasped, and mumbled her name, as if in response.

She fiercely attacked that point, occasionally diving deep to strike.

The layers of pleasure wrapped around her fingers, the abundant juices flowing endlessly. Ding Chen’s legs had somehow entwined with hers, her heels grinding against her lower back, making her unable to suppress a low moan.

The muffled moans reached Ding Chen’s ears, and her v4g1na excitedly tightened her grip. Pleasure, exhilaration, and the satisfaction of possession mixed together, filling every cell in her body. Tears inexplicably welled up in the corners of her eyes, as too many intense emotions overwhelmed Ding Chen’s consciousness, making it almost impossible for her to think.

In a hazy moment, she felt as if her little hole was being stretched wider, a sense of fullness coming from her lower body. The tight petals squeezed the two fingers inside, trying to make the passage return to its original narrow state.

“Uh…” Ding Chen frowned tightly, feeling a bit uncomfortable, “What are you doing?”

“Will it be uncomfortable?” Qiu Yanzhen tried to move her two fingers, which were almost unable to move due to being squeezed together, and then said somewhat guiltily, “I… I put another finger in.”

“Not bad… mmm…” Ding Chen felt two fingers stirring inside her, the fullness making her feel both uncomfortable and pleasurable. “Pervert, ah…!”

Feeling the tightened inner walls soften a bit, Qiu Yanzhen curled her fingers and began to move slowly. For Ding Chen, who was new to this experience, two fingers were still a bit much. Fortunately, Qiu Yanzhen’s movements were gentle, and soon the passage gradually adapted to the new visitor.

The hot, slippery softness wrapped around two fingers, occasionally contracting to reveal Ding Chen’s preferences in various places. The warm honey-like liquid soaked Qiu Yanzhen’s fingertips, causing them to wrinkle. A lot of this liquid was brought out during the in-and-out motion, making Ding Chen’s legs feel wet.

Two fingers can do more things. With a spirit of learning, Qiu Yanzhen began to explore various ways to make Ding Chen comfortable. She tried different methods while observing Ding Chen’s reactions. She let her fingers rotate along the inner wall, brushing over every spot, then found the place that had elicited a strong reaction from Ding Chen earlier, and played with her fingers alternately on it.

“Is this comfortable?”

The tingling sensation traveled up Ding Chen’s spine to the back of her head. She moaned intermittently, not answering. Qiu Yanzhen, not one to give up easily, asked again and again until Ding Chen finally replied with a whimper, “Mmm… so comfortable…”

The rhythm of the pressing constantly changes; sometimes it is like a sudden downpour, falling fast and heavy but passing quickly, and sometimes it is like a continuous drizzle, gentle and fine but lasting long. After the rain, everything is muddy. Qiu Yanzhen’s fingers, wrapped in the viscous liquid, delve deeper, beginning to thrust in a regular rhythm.

“How about this?”

“Ah… um…” Ding Chen unconsciously arched her back to match Qiu Yanzhen’s rhythm, her actions answering the question. However, it was clearly not enough to satisfy the questioner.

“Are you comfortable?” Qiu Yanzhen persisted, gradually increasing the frequency.

“You, um… don’t ask anymore… ah…!”

Ding Chen’s response was met with a violent storm of intense thrusting deep within, pleasure continuously flooding Ding Chen’s body, rising slowly like the sea.

“Mm… Yanzhen, Yanzhen…” Ding Chen whimpered, calling the name of the person beside her like a little kitten. Feeling overwhelmed by the surging tide of emotions, she clung tightly to Qiu Yanzhen as if grasping the only piece of driftwood in the sea.

“Ding Chen…” Qiu Yanzhen gasped in response, her soul almost being called away, the intense emotions burning through her bones, “I really like you…”

The sudden confession struck Ding Chen’s heart, and to make matters worse, Qiu Yanzhen continued to whisper sweet nothings into her ear, each word of her affection hitting her eardrum like a wave. Ding Chen felt like something was about to explode.

“No more… Yanzhen… No… It’s so strange…”

Unable to tell whether it was the low, hoarse, gentle confession or the pleasure brought by the fingers in the v4g1na that she couldn’t withstand, Ding Chen’s whole body tensed up. Her hands gripped Qiu Yanzhen’s clothes tightly from behind, and as a deep thrust inside her reached its climax, she arched her back, mouth silently open, her mind going blank.

After a few seconds, Ding Chen, exhausted, collapsed back onto the bed. The fingers inside her were slowly withdrawing, but the soft flesh inside was reluctantly trying to hold on, still sucking on Qiu Yanzhen’s fingertips even at the edge of the little hole. After pulling out her hand, she gently embraced the still-breathing Ding Chen, stroking along her spine.

After regaining her composure, Ding Chen’s sense of shame surged up belatedly. She buried her entire face in Qiu Yanzhen’s neck, holding her tightly, but the hard c0ck pressing against her lower abdomen made it difficult for her to relax.

“Are you okay?” Qiu Yanzhen kissed her sweaty temple and asked softly.

“Mm…” Ding Chen responded softly, pulling away slightly from Qiu Yanzhen’s embrace.

She looked down and saw the bulge pressing against her abdomen. She rubbed the wetness in the center of her thighs, and her hands, which were wrapped around Qiu Yanzhen’s neck, slowly slid down along the creamy, smooth skin.

Qiu Yanzhen let out a soft hum through her nose. It wasn’t until Ding Chen’s hand stopped at her waistband and began to unbutton her pants that her breathing halted. One hand gripped Ding Chen’s shoulder with controlled force, and the sound of the zipper being pulled down shattered the silence between them.