Chapter 23: AV Star Factory (7)
For the second assessment, after witnessing the brutal elimination method, the players' mental states were visibly less robust than the day before.
After a simple breakfast, the ten remaining contestants were led to the recording studio.
This time, it wasn't a group session like the photo shoot, but a separate sound booth. Two contestants had to record a moaning audio clip inside it, which would again be ranked by a hundred evaluators, and the lowest-scoring pair would be eliminated.
The difference was that this round no longer had ranking order; the five remaining pairs entered the recording rooms simultaneously to record.
The assessment task sounded simple, but once the players stepped into the sound booth, they realized it was far from easy.
Everyone had taken photos before, but very few had recorded audio. Seeing the unfamiliar microphones and recording equipment, their bodies tensed involuntarily, throats tightened, and they had no idea what tone to use.
Ji Ning stood at the entrance, staring at the recording mic, even more nervous than when facing a camera.
She took a deep breath, looked at her partner Song Weiyang, and whispered, "Let's just pretend that equipment isn't there."
"Alright." Song Weiyang smiled; honestly, he didn't care either way. As long as the woman he liked was in front of him, a young man could get aroused anytime, anywhere.
The sound booth had a bed and a lounge chair. Song Weiyang thought for a moment, then moved the lounge chair closer to the recording mic. He then pulled Ji Ning down to sit with him.
Ji Ning sat, looking up at the tall, sunny Song Weiyang as he undressed, revealing his youthful, vigorous body. An irrepressible heat rose inside her, and her cheeks flushed faintly.
He cupped her face and kissed her passionately, while also guiding Ji Ning's arms around his neck.
Their bodies quickly ignited. Ji Ning unconsciously arched her chest against Song Weiyang, craving more contact.
When Song Weiyang's soft tongue licked across Ji Ning's sensitive palate, she let out a sweet, soft nasal hum, setting off the first sound of the recording.
Song Weiyang grew burning hot from the kissing. Eagerly, he stripped off Ji Ning's clothes and bra, cupped her fragrant, soft breasts with both hands, squeezed them together, and licked endlessly, attending to both cherry tips at once.
Handled so roughly yet without a trace of pain, Ji Ning's pleasure shot straight to her head. Body and mind sinking into profound satisfaction, she couldn't help but moan out: "Ah~ mm~ so good~"
Ji Ning's body captivated Song Weiyang completely. He loved licking and teasing her, savoring her soft sweetness and listening to her melodious moans, which filled him with deep satisfaction.
A breast just right to fill his hand was something he could never touch enough. The light, delicate pink of her nipples made him only want to hold them in his mouth and cherish them.
His skillful tongue flicked rapidly back and forth over her nipple, causing Ji Ning to twist her body and gasp sweetly, making his lower half achingly hard.
But he still wanted to endure a little longer; he hadn't yet fully explored the wonders of this body.
Song Weiyang's hand slid down her smooth body to the depths of her thighs. Through her panties, he felt a wet drenched patch and chuckled lowly, "You're so wet, you've released so much water."
A "moaning voice recording" wasn't just about the woman's voice. The man's appropriate teasing, low gasps, and even just-right dirty talk were all catalysts of desire.
Hearing his deep, sexy voice, Ji Ning's ears tingled. She wrapped her arms around his neck and passionately kissed his Adam's apple, his chin, then sucked on his lips.
Stirred by her active kisses, Song Weiyang stopped holding back. His right hand skillfully slipped inside her panties, pressing against the clitoris at the apex of her vulva and rubbing it from slow to fast.
The intense pleasure left Ji Ning unable to think. She released Song Weiyang's lips, leaned her head on his shoulder, and moaned in rising and falling pitches: "Mm-ah~~ so hot, that place is so hot."
From her moans, Song Weiyang quickly identified the spot and technique that pleased Ji Ning most. He focused on rubbing it quickly, stimulating that spot until it swelled and heated with comfort, an electric pleasure rapidly surging through her whole body.
"Mm~~ I can't~ ah~" Ji Ning tensed her entire body, her mind blank. The exquisite pleasure at her clitoris made her spasm several times in a row, finally collapsing soft in Song Weiyang's arms.
Song Weiyang kissed her cheek, pulled off the obstructive panties, and used his palm to rub her pussy a few times, spreading her arousal fluid. Then his middle finger located the entrance and slowly slid inside.
Ji Ning hadn't yet fully come down from the afterglow of her external orgasm. The invading finger inched along her sensitive inner walls, slightly curling upward, accurately finding that resilient, sensitive spot.
Her body overwhelmed by an indescribable pleasure once more, Ji Ning shuddered and pressed down on Song Weiyang's hand, her voice sweet and coy: "Don't..."
"Hm?" Song Weiyang asked hoarsely, "Be good, let me finger you. It'll feel really good."
His voice seemed to carry a seductive quality. Ji Ning let go of his hand and parted her clamped thighs.
Song Weiyang's fingers were long and nimble. He first massaged her G-spot in slow circles, making Ji Ning both comfortable and unbearably restless. Her soft, muffled whimpering sounded adorable.
"Want me to go faster?" Song Weiyang whispered in her ear.
Ji Ning bit her lower lip and pleaded softly, "Yes... please, I'm begging you."
Song Weiyang gave a faint smile, inserted a second finger, and with two fingers together, rapidly teased her sensitive walls. His palm pressed tightly against her pussy, his thumb pressing on the labia covering her little clit, relentlessly thrusting his hand and causing Ji Ning's lower body to tremble ceaselessly in response.
This kind of pleasure was entirely different from the thrusting of a cock. Ji Ning had never experienced it before, yet she was completely submerged by its intensity. Agitated and unable to bear it, she let her voice loose, moaning nonstop, each sound the most heart-stirring melody for a man.
"Ah~~ so good~~ I can't take it anymore~~"
Song Weiyang listened, excitement surging through him. His hand quickened even more, and he felt wave after wave of arousal fluid flowing from her little pussy, knowing Ji Ning was close to falling apart.
Ji Ning was so blissed out that her entire body tensed. The frequent stimulation built up more and more pleasure in her lower body until it peaked.
Her mind blank with pleasure, she gasped sharply. Her buttocks clenched and shuddered over a dozen times, and she squirted small streams of sweet, clear liquid.
Song Weiyang reluctantly withdrew his fingers, brought them to his lips for a taste, and sighed, "Your water is so sweet."
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