Playboy in the City-Chapter 107: Xiao Wuyue Collides

Before him, her glistening folds were spread open, shimmering with moisture under the light. Chen Yang felt a strong urge to lean down and have a taste, but he resisted. Today was his first time with Chen Jiali. He intended to conquer and tame this little beauty with her alluring mole. To do that, he couldn’t show her any gentleness—only conquest.

Chen Jiali let out a sharp breath, feeling Chen Yang arrange her into an incredibly shameful position. She covered her blushing face with the back of her hand.

Chen Yang smiled and instructed her, "Alright, Sister Jia Li. Reach out and hold it."

"Dr. Chen, you’re so bad," she murmured. Despite her words, Chen Jiali obediently wrapped her hand around his thick, hot length, rubbing its tip against her slick entrance.

A sudden jolt of searing pleasure made her moan uncontrollably. "Mmm..."

Chen Yang was just as impatient. Watching the head of his shaft get swallowed by her pink folds, he abruptly thrust his hips forward. His member parted her plump flesh and slid right in.

"Ah!" Chen Jiali instantly frowned and cried out in pain as she felt his thick, hot length invade her. Her pale hands flew up, instinctively trying to push him away. The pain was excruciating; she felt as if she were being torn apart.

However, amidst the pain was an indescribable, tight, aching fullness that was strangely different. Is this pleasure? It doesn’t seem like it.

"Dr. Chen, it hurts..." she whimpered, her teeth biting into her lip as her hands gripped his arms. Her pitiful expression was enough to stir anyone’s sympathy.

"Should I pull out, then?" Chen Yang asked with a playful smile. He felt no particular affection for Chen Jiali. Maybe that will come with time.

"No, don’t pull out..." A pleasant, tingling numbness was already spreading through her, and she couldn’t bear the thought of him leaving. "I... I can feel it now. Please, go in slowly. It’s starting to feel good... a pleasant buzz."

Chen Jiali’s face was scarlet. She never imagined she would say such things. "Dr. Chen, I like the feeling of you inside me. It’s like there’s no distance between us... as if we’re melting together."

"I like your pussy, too. It’s very tight and wet," Chen Yang chuckled, beginning to move slowly. He wanted to tame her, but he wasn’t in any rush.

"You’re terrible, Dr. Chen! Why do you have to be so crude and blunt?"

Chen Jiali was dying of embarrassment, but a wave of pleasure washed over her, and a soft moan escaped her lips. "Mmm... ah..."

"What? Am I wrong?" The more she reacted, the more he teased her, watching her lips part as she moaned. "We’re fucking, aren’t we? My big cock is buried in your pussy. It’s what we’re doing right now. Tell me, do you like being fucked by me?"

"Ngh... Mmm... I’m not... saying..." Chen Jiali murmured, her eyes squeezed shut as she shook her head, despite the pleasure she was feeling.

"Not saying, huh? Fine. Don’t come begging for mercy later." With that, Chen Yang plunged deep, ramming into her all the way. He showed no tenderness, just began pounding into her with heavy, solid thrusts.

"Ah! Mmm... ahh... No... don’t..." The initial shock of his heavy pounding made her cry out in pain. But the pain quickly morphed into breathtaking pleasure, and she began to moan, her cries becoming wild and unrestrained. As a virgin, she was no match for Chen Yang’s ruthless assault. Her blissful moans soon turned into near-sobs of desperation. "No... I can’t take it... Please, stop... The friction... it’s too hot... You’re going to... break me..."

Hearing her finally beg for mercy, Chen Yang panted, "Sister Jia Li, you were so stubborn before. Why are you suddenly begging me now?"

"You... ah... you’re awful..." Chen Jiali pushed weakly at his arms. "Please... I’m begging you... stop..."

"Tell me. What do you like doing most?" Chen Yang asked, his hips continuing their relentless rhythm as he watched her jade breasts sway.

Chen Jiali couldn’t hold back any longer. "I... I like being fucked by you..."

"Like being fucked by my what?" he pressed deliberately, his pace never slowing.

"Mmm... ahhh..."

"Ngh... I like... I like being fucked by your big cock..." Chen Jiali cried out, covering her face as another wave of pleasure wracked her body.

"Hahaha!" Utterly satisfied, Chen Yang finally slowed his pace, but now each thrust drove even deeper.

The feeling of him striking deep inside her made her delicate body tremble uncontrollably. Her mouth fell open, and she panted rapidly like a small, overheated puppy in the summer. Now that Chen Yang had slowed down, the pace was bearable. She gave in completely, sinking into one overwhelming wave of pleasure after another. As Chen Yang continued his conquest, she tossed her head from side to side. Even her hands weren’t still; she grabbed her own breasts, squeezing them hard. As if only this could remind me that this body is still my own.

"Sister Jia Li, let’s change positions. You get on top," Chen Yang said, drenched in sweat. A few moments later, he pulled the dazed, nearly incoherent Chen Jiali on top of him, flipping her over.

"Nngh... ah..." The movement sent another shiver through her, making her moan. As she came to rest on his chest, an unprecedented sense of security washed over her. It was a wonderful feeling, one she savored.

"Hah," Chen Yang let out a satisfied breath. The softness of her jade breasts pressed against his chest and the slick feel of her heated skin were incredibly pleasing. He ran his hands down to her reddened buttocks and slowly spread them apart. The motion stimulated the faintly pink rosebud between her cheeks, causing it to clench tightly. Within the valley of her Honey Spring, his large member completely filled her, leaving no gaps whatsoever—a testament to how tight she truly was. Having adjusted into a position that was both comfortable and allowed for more power, Chen Yang began to thrust forcefully once more.

"Mmm... ngh... ahhh..." In an instant, the large villa once again filled with Chen Jiali’s soul-stirring moans. In the quiet building, the heated, intimate sounds seemed to inject a strange new vitality, a primal life force.

「Just then.」

A figure appeared outside the living room door. The figure was a girl in a Japanese-style school uniform—a white shirt and a short pleated skirt. Her slender, shapely legs were encased in white stockings.

Xiao Wuyue was stunned. She clamped a hand over her mouth, her eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at the two bodies tangled together on the living room carpet, their movements wild and aggressive. The scene left her completely stupefied. She was especially fixated on the slick, pink junction where the man’s massive shaft slid in and out, constantly pulling folds of pink flesh with it. It’s terrifying... It’s so big... That can’t be human...