{Chapter: 243 The Throat Slam!}
Following Lin Yuan's words, Qiu Wanxi finally understood the way in which she can satisfy Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan's hand gently touched Qiu Wanxi's head.
Then he got up and faced the bed.
And Qiu Wanxi also got up from the bed.
Lin Yuan touched Qiu Wanxi's head gently.
The soft glow of early morning filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm, golden hue over the bedroom. The air was thick with anticipation, a silent tension that hung between Qiu Wanxi and Lin Yuan. Qiu Wanxi sat on the edge of the bed, her hands folded neatly in her lap, her gaze fixed on the floor. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her delicate features. She was a vision of innocence, her inexperience written in the slight tremble of her fingers and the faint flush on her cheeks.
Lin Yuan stood before her, His dark eyes studied her, filled with a mixture of tenderness and hunger. He knew this was new for her, and he was determined to guide her through it with patience and care. Slowly, he stepped onto the bed, his movements deliberate, as if treading on sacred ground. The mattress dipped beneath his weight, and Qiu Wanxi's eyes flickered up to meet his before dropping back down.
"Wanxi," he said softly, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through her. "Look at me."
She obeyed, her gaze locking with his. There was something in his eyes, a warmth that melted her nerves, even as her heart pounded in her chest. He reached out, his large hand cupping her cheek, his thumb brushing her skin with a tenderness that made her shiver. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his breath ghosting over her lips. "And I want to show you how beautiful this can be."
Qiu Wanxi swallowed, her throat dry. She nodded faintly, her silence speaking volumes. Lin Yuan smiled, a gentle curve of his lips that eased some of the tension in her shoulders. He stepped closer, his body looming over hers, but he didn't touch her further. Instead, he gestured to the bed. "Kneel down for me, Wanxi."
Her cheeks flushed deeper, but she did as he asked, her knees sinking into the soft comforter. She kept her gaze down, her hands resting on her thighs, unsure of what to do next. Lin Yuan watched her, his heart swelling with affection for her vulnerability. He stepped closer, his feet bracketing her knees, his presence enveloping her. "Look up at me," he said again, his voice firm yet kind.
She raised her eyes, meeting his once more. His hand moved to her chin, tilting her face up, and she felt his other hand rest gently on her shoulder, grounding her. "This is about trust, Wanxi," he said softly. "Trust me to guide you, and trust yourself to feel."
She nodded, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. Lin Yuan's hand slid down her arm, his touch sending sparks of warmth through her skin. He paused at her waist, his fingers splaying over the curve of her hip, before moving lower, to the hem of her dress. Slowly, he lifted it, baring her legs to his gaze. Her skin was pale and smooth, her thighs slender, and he marveled at her beauty. "You're perfect," he whispered, his voice thick with admiration.
Qiu Wanxi's cheeks burned, but she didn't pull away. She felt his hand move to the back of her thigh, his touch firm yet gentle as he guided her to spread her legs slightly. The position was intimate, exposing, and she felt a rush of heat between her legs. Lin Yuan's gaze followed his hand, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in the sight of her. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice a low praise that made her shiver.
He stepped closer, his body now directly in front of hers, his thighs pressing against her shoulders. She could feel the heat of him, the hardness of his muscles, and her breath hitched. His hand moved to the waistband of his pants, and she watched, wide-eyed, as he unbuttoned them slowly, deliberately. The sound of the fabric sliding open seemed unbearably loud in the quiet room, and her heart raced as she realized what was about to happen.
He stepped out of his pants, letting them fall to the floor, and Qiu Wanxi's eyes flickered up to his face before dropping back down. Her gaze landed on him, and she felt her cheeks flame even hotter. He was thick, long, his skin flushed and veins prominent, and she felt a mix of awe and trepidation. Lin Yuan's hand moved to her shoulder, his touch grounding her once more. "It's okay to look, Wanxi," he said softly. "There's no shame in curiosity."
She nodded, her gaze lingering on him, taking in the sight of his body. His hand moved to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair, and he guided her closer. "Kiss it," he whispered, his voice a low command.
Qiu Wanxi hesitated, her lips parting slightly as she leaned forward. Her breath ghosted over his cock, and she felt his hand tighten in her hair, urging her closer. Slowly, she pressed her lips to it, her touch feather-light, tentative. Lin Yuan groaned softly, his head falling back as a shudder ran through him. "Again," he murmured, his voice hoarse. "But slower this time."
She obeyed, her lips brushing against his cock, her touch lingering. His hand guided her, his fingers firm yet gentle, and she felt her confidence grow with each touch. "That's it," he whispered, his voice a low praise. "Now, use your tongue."
Qiu Wanxi's eyes widened, but she nodded, her tongue darting out to lick his cock. The taste of his cock was salty, musky, and she felt a rush of heat between her legs as she explored his dick. Lin Yuan's hand tightened in her hair, his other hand moving to her shoulder, holding her steady as he guided her movements. "Slowly," he murmured. "Let your tongue glide over me."
She did as he instructed, her tongue moving in slow, deliberate strokes. His breath hitched, his body tensing as pleasure washed over him. "Good girl," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "Now, take more of it in your mouth."
Qiu Wanxi hesitated, her eyes flicking up to his. He was so large, and she wasn't sure she could—but his hand in her hair urged her forward, and she opened her mouth, letting him slide past her lips. He filled her, stretched her, and she felt her eyes water slightly as she adjusted to his size. "Easy," he murmured, his voice gentle. "You don't have to take it all. Just what feels comfortable."
She relaxed, her lips moving along his length, her tongue swirling as she explored his cock. Lin Yuan's hand moved to her jaw, his thumb brushing her cheek as he guided her movements. "That's it," he whispered. "Now, use your hand. Stroke it as you suck like a lollipop without the teeth."
Qiu Wanxi's hand moved to him, her fingers wrapping around his base as she continued to move her mouth. Her touch was tentative, unsure, but Lin Yuan's guidance was steady, his voice a low, soothing presence that calmed her nerves. "Faster," he murmured, his breath coming in short gasps. "Suck my cock harder, Wanxi."
She obeyed, her lips tightening around him, her tongue pressing against the underside as she moved her hand in rhythm with her mouth. Lin Yuan's head fell back, his body tensing as pleasure built within him. "Fuck, Wanxi," he groaned, his voice hoarse. "You feel so good."
His hand moved to her hair, his fingers tangling in the strands as he guided her movements, his hips beginning to thrust gently into her mouth. Qiu Wanxi moaned softly, the sound vibrating against him, and she felt a rush of heat as she realized how much she was affecting him.
Lin Yuan groaned in pleasure as he took control of Qiu Wanxi's head, guiding the sweet girl's head up and down on his hard cock. His cock throbbed in the Qiu Wanxi's warm, wet mouth as his fingers tangled in her raven hair directing her movements to bring him more pleasure.
Under Lin Yuan's direction, Qiu Wanxi took more of his cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head, eliciting a groan from Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan frowned as he felt the resistance. "Relax your throat. Try to let my cock slide in and out."
Qiu Wanxi listened to her. Although she found it difficult, she tried. Eventually, Lin Yuan' cock was sliding in and out of her throat.
It only took a few thrusts of his cock before Qiu Wanxi felt choked up and tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. She tried to control it, but Stussy didn't plan on stopping. Instead, she increased the speed and force of her head movement
Qiu Wanxi mercilessly fucked her face and throat on Lin Yuan's cock.
Glock
The sounds of choking and Qiu Wanxi's throat being fucked spread throughout the room.
Qiu Wanxi pressed her hands on Lin Yuan' thighs to take more of it even if she was choking, he was as hard as a rock, and it was no use. Saliva started to drip from her mouth to her chin while signs of suffocation became clear on her face.
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