Obsessive Pleasure - Chapter 19
“You beg me to fvck you, and I will just do it?!”
Chen Yang pulled Liang Yun up, gripping her long, loose hair and wrapping it twice around his wrist like a leash. He tugged her back toward the living room sofa and once more ordered her to kneel on the soft pad on the floor.
Chen Yang stood before Liang Yun, his groin positioned perfectly at the level of her face. The tent between his legs was already huge.
Liang Yun looked up at him, but he didn’t say a word.
Suddenly, two fingers stretched out to Liang Yun’s lips, rubbed her soft lower lip, then pushed inside her mouth, pressing down hard on her tongue. “Lick!“
Liang Yun instantly obeyed, wrapping her tongue around the invading fingers, sucking and licking enthusiastically. Immediately, she was met with a brutal slap across one of her br3asts.
Chen Yang’s low, hoarse voice dripped with blatant contempt. “What? Are you treating your Master’s fingers like a c0ck?!“
Liang Yun whimpered, stung by the insulting words, but her mouth sucked even more desperately, trying to please him.
Chen Yang’s fingers, however, withdrew without hesitation, pulling saliva with them. He then harshly slapped her wet cheek twice.
“Want to eat it?”
“I want to eat it.” Liang Yun’s voice was filled with yearning.
Her other br3ast was slapped. “Who taught you to talk like that?!“
Liang Yun whimpered miserably. “Wuwu, Elaine knows she spoke wrong.”
Her n1pple was suddenly pinched hard between two fingernails and twisted inward. “Say it again!“
“Wuwuwu… Elaine wants to eat… wants to eat Master’s big c0ck… Wuwuwu… Please, Master, grant it to Elaine!”
“Good girl.” He released her n1pple and lightly ruffled the top of her head. “It’s yours.”
Liang Yun’s hands were guided to the fly of Chen Yang’s pants. The moment her fingers touched the zipper, she trembled all over with excitement.
A colossal lump was released, weighty and substantial in her hands.
Liang Yun buried her face into Chen Yang’s musky crotch. She opened her warm little mouth and enclosed the scalding iron rod, extending her soft tongue to lick around the coronal ridge. She forced her mouth wider, swallowing more of the shaft. Her entire oral cavity was stretched full by the thick p3nis.
She worked hard to pump her head up and down. When the p3nis jabbed the back of her mouth, she choked, tears springing to her eyes.
“What? Not comfortable?!” Chen Yang’s voice betrayed annoyance. As he spoke, he thrust hard a few times.
The glans hammered against her throat, but Liang Yun didn’t dare pull away. She nodded pitifully.
“Endure it!” Her jaw was squeezed, forcing her mouth wide. Chen Yang’s hips delivered several brutal thrusts. Unstoppable drool spilled from the corners of her mouth, collecting at her reddened lips, making a squelching sound.
The tip of the p3nis relentlessly compressed the delicate tissue of her throat. Liang Yun’s head was fixed in place, unable to move. Each thrust, heavier than the last, nearly suffocated her.
“Look up!” Chen Yang’s large hand grabbed her hair, forcing her head back, straightening her neck. “Swallow it!“
“Ugh.” The instant her chin tilted back to align with her neck, Chen Yang’s entire shaft scraped past the constricted corner of her throat, plunging deep into Liang Yun’s windpipe.
Liang Yun’s entire face was pressed against Chen Yang’s upper thigh. His rough pubic hair scraped against her nose, carrying a clean scent of soap mixed with faint male musk.
A gush of wetness erupted from her cunt below, and Liang Yun’s entire body began to shake violently.
“I’ve never seen such a dirty, slutty thing! You’re getting fucked in the mouth and you leak all over your Master’s feet!” Chen Yang’s voice was impossible to read as either pleasure or anger. Liang Yun trembled nervously.
The c0ck in her mouth pumped up and down several more times. Liang Yun couldn’t help but gag, reflexively trying to pull back, only to have her cheeks gripped again. Don’t you dare move.
Another few savage, deep thrusts followed. The shape of the p3nis was clearly visible, moving up and down the skin of Liang Yun’s throat.
His utterly dismissive tone seemed to drift from above. “Remember this: a filthy mouth like this exists for the same reason your naughty-hole does to be fucked by your Master’s c0ck!“
Liang Yun felt a rush of bl00d and heat. The pleasure of humiliation rocketed from her brain to her lower abdomen. A massive spray of wetness erupted; she had orgasmed again.
The soft pad beneath her kneeling body was soaked through.
When Chen Yang’s p3nis finally withdrew from her mouth, Liang Yun burst into loud, racking coughs, accompanied by dry heaves. The air rushing past her chest sounded sharp and ragged.
A large palm settled on her back, gently patting her, helping her regain her breath.
Chen Yang moved to stand behind her.
Liang Yun’s legs were shaking uncontrollably:
Is he coming in now? Is he going to enter from behind? He liked rear entry that time in Vegas.
— Short Scene —
The Author: Front, back, side… which position do you two like best?
Chen Yang: Rear entry.
Liang Yun: Rear entry.
The Author: Can you explain why?
Chen Yang (Serious face): From a visual perspective, the rear entry allows for the best view of the hip-to-waist ratio and offers an unobstructed observation of the man’s full movements; from a tactile perspective, both hands are free to hold the waist, pinch the n1pples, spank the butt, rub the cl!t, and hold implements; from a psychological perspective, the rear entry is the closest posture to animal mating in nature, which best satisfies the male drive for dominance and conquest…
The Author (Admiring face): Papa Chen is quite the researcher! And what about Sister Yun?
Liang Yun (Shy face): What Master likes best is what I like best. No reason needed.
Chen Yang pulls Liang Yun in and passionately kisses the life out of her.