Time seemed to stand still. Separated by a single door, Sun Zhe and Zhu Yan both froze in shock.
This is bad!
After a brief silence, Sun Zhe snapped back to reality. He hurriedly picked up the trash can, set it upright, and then fled back to his room.
In the bathroom, Zhu Yan's delicate body trembled. Her pretty face flushed red as her mind went completely blank. It took a while for her to come to her senses.
Was that... Ah Zhe outside the door just now?Could he have seen everything?
For a moment, Zhu Yan felt like her world was crumbling. She slowly stood up, adjusted her nightgown to cover her exposed body, and let out a long sigh. Gradually, her gaze hardened with resolve. She had made a decision.
Since he already saw, there's no other choice.
***
Meanwhile, back in his room, Sun Zhe was hiding under the covers, his mind buzzing. He couldn't describe the turbulent feelings of that moment; his whole body felt weightless, and his heart was about to leap out of his throat.
After a while, he gradually calmed down, but the scene from the bathroom inevitably resurfaced in his mind, causing the Yang Qi within him to stir restlessly.
Sigh, looks like another sleepless night!
He sighed, tossing the covers aside. Sitting up, he looked down at his persistent erection, feeling thoroughly vexed.
I guess I'll have to take matters into my own hand, or I won't get any sleep tonight.
Sun Zhe made up his mind. He reached down, ready to relieve his tension.
CLICK.
But just then, the doorknob turned.
Sun Zhe jolted in alarm, diving back under the covers and pulling them up to feign sleep. A moment later, a sensual figure, looking mysterious and hazy in the darkness, slowly entered the room.
"Ah Zhe."
Zhu Yan came to the bedside and called out softly. Her tone lacked its usual gentleness, instead filled with an alluring charm.
Hiding under the covers, Sun Zhe was now so nervous his stomach hurt. He didn't dare respond, so he continued to pretend he was asleep.
He couldn't believe it. His stepmother had actually come to his room! Is she here to confront me?
Just then, Zhu Yan reached out and turned on the light.
"I know you're not asleep. That was you outside the bathroom, wasn't it?"
Sun Zhe's heart sank, knowing he couldn't keep up the act. He reluctantly pulled the covers back and gave Zhu Yan an awkward smile. But then he froze, because he noticed Zhu Yan's gaze was hazy and clouded. She looked like a completely different person from the gentle, dignified stepmother he knew from the daytime.
"I'm sorry, Stepmom... I was just going to the bathroom. I didn't mean to peek at you."
Zhu Yan pursed her lips without a word. She suddenly climbed onto the bed and slipped directly under the covers, pressing her fragrant, soft body tightly against his. At this moment, she seemed to have lost all reason.
"Stepmom, what are you..."
"Ah Zhe, do it with me, just once, okay? I feel like I'm going crazy."
Sun Zhe instantly went rigid, not daring to move as he stared at Zhu Yan in disbelief. He never could have imagined she would make such a request.
"But Stepmom, we..."
Zhu Yan quickly covered his mouth, interrupting him. She whispered, "Just once. That's all. After tonight, we'll pretend nothing ever happened."
With that, she reached over and switched off the light, plunging the room into darkness once more. Although desire had ultimately conquered her reason, she still didn't want Sun Zhe to see her wanton side.
She pressed against Sun Zhe's body and began to grind against him, breathing deeply of his intoxicating male scent. Finally, she burrowed deeper under the covers, her delicate hands slowly pulling down his pajama pants.
The enormous, searing heat sprang free, slapping against her flushed face. The pure, concentrated masculine scent that filled her nostrils drove her completely mad, making her cast all inhibitions aside.
As her soft, red lips enveloped his wrinkled sac, Sun Zhe couldn't help but shudder, his body and mind igniting with feverish heat. The thrilling numbness, a sensation he had never truly experienced, made him cast everything aside as well. He wanted only to indulge in the present moment.
"Mmmph!"
After a series of gentle kisses, Zhu Yan struggled immensely to swallow the object of her fantasies.
"Stepmom, don't..." Sun Zhe gritted his teeth, his body trembling with pleasure. He mumbled a protest, but his hands instinctively reached out and tangled in Zhu Yan's hair.
But Zhu Yan seemed lost in a trance, greedy and wanton. As she continued to swallow eagerly, she reached up and pulled down the strap of her nightgown. As the strap slipped down, two large, round, firm breasts bounced free, pressing flat against Sun Zhe's hairy thigh.
Sun Zhe's eyes instantly turned red, and his breathing became ragged.
"Stepmom... I can't take it anymore!"
Zhu Yan let out a muffled whimper and suddenly released the glistening tip. She pushed herself up, and with a lift and swing of her elegant legs, her perky, full buttocks settled onto his stomach.
Sun Zhe complied, his hand reaching down. He was met with slick heat; she was already thoroughly drenched.
"Stepmom, let me!"
Sun Zhe was already past the point of patience. He suddenly flipped over and pinned Zhu Yan beneath him. Then he knelt up, grabbing her slender legs and hoisting them onto his shoulders.
Zhu Yan turned her blushing face to the side, biting the back of her hand as she whispered, "Ah Zhe, you're too big... Please be gentle."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe swallowed hard and began to probe the dew-drenched thicket with the head of his spear. The scrape of curled hair and the soft flutter of butterfly wings against the tip were sensations transmitted deep into his very soul.
He knew that once the butterfly spread its wings, he would be completely spent by the end of the night.
After a brief exploration, the large, blunt tip finally pressed against the honeyed, weeping entrance and began to slowly push its way inside.
"Stepmom, I... I'm going in!"
"..."