Sylvie, the Slave Girl (Lily Futa) - Chapter 26 (pt. 1)

Wei Qing wanted to explore the position from her dream in reality.

In both dreams, the girl was on top of her.

The girl straddled Wei Qing’s lap, completely naked.

The weight of another person pressed clearly and solidly on her.

Wei Qing panicked briefly and swallowed hard for no reason.

Her hands rested on the girl’s waist.

The waist felt delicate, as if it could snap with a little force.

The girl’s lips looked red and slightly swollen, glistening with moisture under the light.

Wei Qing’s gaze flicked to her lips.

Those lips had just sucked her.

That moment lasted about five minutes, didn’t it?

Her expression must have been obvious.

She noticed the hand gripping her shoulder tighten.

The girl’s eyelashes trembled.

She seemed nervous too, her breathing slightly rapid.

It was such an intimate position.

Wei Qing had never been this close to anyone.

This included someone sitting naked on her lap, with wetness from the girl’s body soaking her thighs.

She felt the thing between her legs grow even harder and more uncomfortable.

The hot, erect organ stood between them.

Sylvie’s frail fingers tightened unconsciously, anticipating what was about to happen.

Not long ago, she had led their sexual encounter.

The previous night, she struggled to take Wei Qing’s organ in her mouth.

Even now, she felt faint pain below.

But her arousal, driven by her master’s emotions, made her wet and itchy, overshadowing the discomfort.

The awake woman sat before her, shirt slightly open.

She seemed both alert and dazed.

Her light-colored eyes held a misty haze, and her long eye corners reddened with desire caused by Sylvie.

She stared at Sylvie, making her feel excited.

Sylvie sat naked, feeling the warmth of the woman’s thighs under her hips.

The deep red, thick organ stood erect between them, close enough to touch with a slight movement.

“Master…” Sylvie called softly, her voice seductive, her eyes misty.

The woman tilted her head and studied her for a moment.

Unable to resist, she poked Sylvie’s cheek.

“You can still back out now,” she said.

Back out?

Sylvie thought the woman’s voice sounded irresistibly pleasant—light and husky.

She smiled, grabbed the poking finger, lowered her eyes, and brushed her lips against it lightly.

She leaned forward, her soft abdomen pressing against the shockingly hot c0ck.

“I won’t regret it. I just feel… like I’m offending you,” she said.

Offending?

The previous night, she had drugged this woman.

A lowly slave against her master.

She shifted on the woman’s lap, her bare abdomen rubbing against the hard c0ck.

It felt rough and seemed to pulse against her skin.

The woman’s breathing grew uneven, and her legs trembled slightly.

“What nonsense,” Wei Qing said with a breathless laugh.

She pulled her hand back, hesitated, then pressed it on the girl’s hips.

The soft sensation made her eyelids twitch.

She squeezed, and Sylvie let out a soft, drawn-out hum.

Those wet, beautiful eyes gazed straight at her.

Wei Qing recalled her limited experience while clumsily preparing the girl.

She touched here and there, her fingertips grazing the girl’s spine, making her lean closer.

This foreplay… otherwise, it would hurt, right?

Their body heat rose in the small space around them.

Sylvie’s gaze followed the woman’s wandering hands.

Those long, slender fingers paused between her legs.

They brushed her inner thigh, then hesitated.

Sylvie noticed the woman’s eyelashes tremble, as if startled.

Startled by what?

Sylvie felt her lower body ache more.

She grew impatient, wanting the woman to thrust inside, to join with her, to fvck her hard.

When fingertips touched her private parts, Sylvie’s body softened.

More fluid leaked out, sticky and transparent.

She bit her lip, staring at her full, hairless pvssy and those hands.

Wei Qing felt slightly dizzy.

Her long fingers parted the folds and touched; it was wet and slick.

The pvssy hole seemed swollen—maybe due to the light?

Wei Qing lowered her eyes, feeling the ache below grow worse.

She hesitantly touched there.