Chapter 29: AV Star Factory (13)
The most mesmerizing part of sex is always that first moment of penetration.
The searing, rigid shaft unites with the warm, soft channel. The switch buried deep below flips on, and the body is wholly filled with an indescribable, exquisite bliss.
Ji Ning was so lost in pleasure that her upper body arched back. She narrowed her eyes and let out a lilting moan. "Ah~~~"
This was the first time she had pressed a man beneath her and actively ridden him down.
As her hips worked, the thick shaft churned through the slick love juices, sinking deeper and deeper, emitting faint wet sounds until every inch was fully sheathed.
Ji Ning's vulva pressed flush against Song Weiyang's groin, his testicles rubbing against her sensitive rear entrance. She was so deep in bliss that her toes curled tight, and her panting grew ever more delicate.
Song Weiyang tilted his head back, drinking in the entranced sight of Ji Ning with her eyes half-closed, her little mouth parted, the very tip of her tongue peeking out. Both of his hands kneaded her soft breasts. Even if he longed to pound into her fiercely, it did not stop him from thoroughly savoring this moment.
His cock was held snugly within Ji Ning's warm, tight little cunt. As she experimented with clenching her glutes and core, the silken flesh inside her pussy squeezed and massaged his shaft, a suction so intense it made his scalp tingle. He couldn't hold back a grunt. "Ngh…"
Song Weiyang fought the urge and redirected his focus to his hands, kneading her breasts, teasing the little cherries until Ji Ning could bear it no longer and twisted her body, searching for a moment's respite to breathe.
Both of them were silently, deliberately seducing the other.
After a while, Ji Ning was no longer satisfied with simply swallowing his shaft. She leaned her body back slightly, braced her hands on her ankles, and began rocking her lower body back and forth, grinding against Song Weiyang's pelvic triangle.
Ji Ning and Xing Ye had used the cowgirl position on the cruise ship. That time, Xing Ye had held her waist and guided the motion, rubbing her until she climaxed both externally and internally, leaving her mind blown and completely adrift in ecstasy.
Now, as she moved on top of Song Weiyang herself, she gradually rediscovered that sensation. Her vulva slowly heated up, the pleasure so intense that slick nectar overflowed, drenching the space between her labia.
Chasing the thrill, Ji Ning rocked faster and faster. Waves of pleasure crashed over her in increasingly dense succession. Song Weiyang also reacted powerfully to her movements, gripping her waist and telling her how good it felt.
His pubic bone there was hard and searingly hot. Grinding against it felt just right for Ji Ning. Her clitoris swelled faintly from the bliss, and currents of pleasure and heat raced through her entire body.
This orgasm of Ji Ning's was far more intense than any she had ever achieved with her own hand. When she hit her peak, she released her ankles and collapsed into Song Weiyang's arms, clinging to his neck and trembling for a long while.
The thick, rigid shaft was still sheathed inside her fleshly hole, feeling every uncontrollable spasm and convulsion of her climax. The sensation drove Song Weiyang past his breaking point.
He bent his legs, planted his feet on the bed, and drove his hips upward rapidly. He fucked Ji Ning until she bounced uncontrollably on top of him, her breasts jiggling with the motion, the moans spilling from her lips becoming fragmented and staccato.
Only then did Ji Ning realize everything before had been mere child's play. The overwhelming pleasure produced by a man thrusting up into her, pumping fast and deep, dominated her body and mind completely. It left no room for thought, allowing only the futile release of breathy whimpers and moans.
Song Weiyang had been holding back for far too long. Every thrust was heavy and deep, pounding the silken flesh inside Ji Ning into a quivering frenzy and releasing copious amounts of fluid.
With each pump, their mingled juices splashed from their point of union, dotting the bedsheets with damp stars.
"Nngh… slow down… I can't take it~~~" Ji Ning was so lost in bliss that her words dissolved into a tearful whimper.
Because she was being fucked so intensely, she could barely withstand the maddening pleasure. Her feet were so tightly tensed that they rubbed against the sheets, smoothing out the wrinkles.
Song Weiyang was pounding away with such gusto that a thin sheen of sweat covered his body. His cock was utterly enamored with Ji Ning's warm, tight hole; every withdrawal and re-entry brought a surge of ferocious bliss.
He reached up, wiped the glistening tears from the corners of Ji Ning's eyes, and planted a kiss on her lips. "You're incredible, baby."
Comfort should be given, praise should be given, but the rhythm of his thrusts could not slow in the slightest.
Song Weiyang took a deep breath, ignored Ji Ning's pleas for mercy, gripped her waist, and drove up into her at a desperate speed, ensuring each wave of pleasure flowed seamlessly into the next without interruption.
The man's low grunts and the woman's delicate moans grew increasingly rapid and loud—a sound so erotic it could set anyone ablaze with lust.
Next door, in the small pink room, He Huihui and Lu Feng had originally been taking an afternoon nap. Woken by the noise, they didn't even have time to get angry before their mouths went dry and their bodies flushed with heat.
The sounds of sex from the couple next door were far too obvious. Especially when they climaxed, the soul-stealing moans from both sides were a potent, deliberate provocation of anyone else's desire.
This time, the noise from next door was even more soul-stirring than the recording released earlier today. Anyone could tell that behind these sounds was undoubtedly an act of sex with perfect, seamless chemistry.
He Huihui and Lu Feng exchanged a look, each seeing the emotion called worry flicker clearly in the other's eyes.
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