Chapter 28: AV Star Factory (12)
Seeing Ji Ning completely worn out from exhaustion, Song Weiyang lathered her front and back with bubbles and cleaned her thoroughly, including her slightly swollen little pussy, using his fingers to knead and wash it meticulously.
Ji Ning wrapped her arms around his neck like a pampered princess. Song Weiyang took the opportunity of bathing her to touch every part of her body. He had washed her lower parts, and now his hand slipped into the cleft of her rear, lightly stroking across her sensitive little chrysanthemum.
Her body shook uncontrollably, and she twisted her buttocks to evade the touch of his fingers.
Song Weiyang had been hard for a long time, but the bathroom was too inconvenient to do anything. He wanted to finish washing quickly and return to the bed.
With his hand still slipped between her perky cheeks, the slick, elastic sensation made him somewhat reluctant to pull his hand away. But his cock was painfully swollen, so he had no choice but to endure it for now and quickly finish washing Ji Ning.
After the two of them finished cleaning up, Song Weiyang grabbed a large bath towel, wrapped Ji Ning up in two layers, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and carried her toward the bed.
This feeling was very peculiar. Ji Ning felt dizzy and disoriented, yet it was thrilling and fun, making her giggle nonstop.
And Song Weiyang himself was completely naked. His erect, menacing cock was far too eye-catching; Ji Ning could see it as soon as she looked down.
Ji Ning felt that she had changed somewhat. She began to develop a fondness and craving for the cock. Looking at it, her lower body would involuntarily heat up, and she even wanted to touch it with her hand—or, like Song Weiyang did to her, use her mouth to lick it, or take it into her mouth and suck.
Song Weiyang placed Ji Ning onto the bed. He leaned back against the headboard and dragged the towel-wrapped, caterpillar-like Ji Ning into his arms, pressing her down to kiss her.
She nestled in his embrace, her right hand propped on his thigh, her arm occasionally brushing against the burning-hot shaft. She then reached out to touch it, gripping and fondling it playfully.
With the stimulation from below, Song Weiyang kissed with increasing passion, almost leaving Ji Ning unable to breathe.
But Ji Ning's attention was mostly on his cock. After playing with it for a short while, she felt some clear fluid secreting from his urethral opening, wet and slippery.
She used her fingertip to spread it evenly over the glans. This kind of stimulation made Song Weiyang's abdomen clench, the contours of his muscles looking exceptionally attractive.
Song Weiyang stopped kissing and separated from Ji Ning. He unwrapped the bath towel, flipped over, and pressed down onto her, about to become more intimate.
Ji Ning raised her hand to stop Song Weiyang's movement. She parted her legs and knelt astride his thighs.
She gave him a shy, bashful smile. Cupping his cock in both hands, she lowered her head and took it into her mouth.
From Song Weiyang's line of sight, he could see Ji Ning's upper body bent low, her bottom raised high—that full, round shape set his lower abdomen ablaze with fire.
She held his glans and a bit of the shaft in her mouth. Although her movements were inexperienced, she cleverly avoided her teeth, using her tongue and mouth as if eating a popsicle, licking and sucking without leaving any gaps. She slurped until the base of his spine tingled numbly with pleasure.
"Ahh…" Song Weiyang stroked Ji Ning's hair, unable to suppress a moan.
Ji Ning simply lacked experience, but she had a touch of clever intuition about her.
As she swallowed the cock, her hands were not idle. Not only did she fondle and stroke the shaft, but she also tentatively rubbed and kneaded the two large balls beneath.
When she glimpsed out of the corner of her eye that Song Weiyang's legs tensed and arched slightly, she knew this felt good for him.
Song Weiyang's cock was washed completely clean and even carried a faint, subtle fragrance. Mixed with the light fishy-sweetness of precum, it oddly made Ji Ning feel as though she could never get enough of sucking it.
After slurping for a while, she then imitated the AV actresses from the adult videos, holding the cock in her mouth and moving her head up and down.
Ji Ning knew this was mimicking thrusting. But with her mouth having a tongue that her little pussy lacked, she licked and swallowed while using her tongue to occasionally scrape against the urethral opening and glans.
Seeing Song Weiyang's eyes tightly shut, his mouth slightly open as he panted unceasingly, his handsome face dyed with an extra layer of sexiness by lust, her heart was gradually filled with satisfaction.
Song Weiyang was thick and large. She couldn't take the entire length into her mouth, so she used her hand to stroke the part she couldn't swallow, serving Song Weiyang until he was completely docile and content.
After Ji Ning had sucked and licked rapidly many times with slightly more force, Song Weiyang gasped sharply. He grabbed Ji Ning's shoulder and abruptly pushed her away, then his cock spasmed and shot out several spurts of semen, splattering onto Ji Ning's chest and stomach.
Song Weiyang licked his lips, panting heavily for several breaths. He pulled Ji Ning into a tight embrace and praised her hoarsely, "Baby, how are you so amazing?"
Ji Ning smiled proudly. "I just learned from you."
She wasn't lying. Although men and women are different, she had indeed learned many techniques from the several times Song Weiyang had licked her.
How to flexibly move the tongue while keeping it soft, what frequency to use when sucking on sensitive spots—these methods that had driven her to the heights of ecstasy were now being applied back onto him by her.
Song Weiyang found it difficult to describe his current feelings. He was both happy and extremely moved. He held Ji Ning and kissed her endlessly—kissing her lips, her face, her neck, her shoulders, her tender breasts.
He had already fallen for Ji Ning. After being treated by her like this, his heart felt so blissful it was as if he might suffocate.
This was even more maddening than sexual impulse or sexual satisfaction.
Song Weiyang grasped Ji Ning's hand and kissed her palm, then took her beautiful fingers into his mouth and suckled them tenderly. Hearing Ji Ning gasp and let out a soft whimper, his cock, which had only cum a minute ago, rapidly hardened once more.
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