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"Yuigahama-san, please pass me the cream,"
Yukinoshita said as she leaned over to organize her tools. Instead of receiving the response she was looking for, she felt the space freeze, as if everything had frozen. The sounds around her also stopped.
Looking up, she saw Yuigahama Yui, still smiling cheerfully, as if time had stopped at that moment.
Then, her figure slowly faded away.
Glancing around, she met Qiyun's eyes, who was also surveying the area. Qiyun immediately shook is head like a rattle, implying, "It's not me, I don't know, don't look at me."
Soon, the mystery was revealed. The familiar robotic female voice echoed again,
"Lustful Mission Open: Make Heartfelt Cookies.
Time Limit: 30 Minutes.
Completion Reward: 2 Points."
Simultaneously, the cookie-making instructions appeared on their screens, and both of them felt a little uneasy after reading them. Yukinoshita's fair face flushed, a hint of shame and anger flashing across her face. Qiyun didn't seem to mind, but felt a little embarrassed.
The recipes above all seemed perfectly normal, but the ingredients were a bit too unconventional.
Most of the ingredients were actually normal, but two stood out.
"300g of vaginal fluid, 100g of semen."
"This ingredient is truly unique," Qiyun said sheepishly.
"Doesn't it perfectly suit your perverted desires?" Yukinoshita's face still tinged with a faint blush, but her tone was calm, as if nothing had happened.
"No, I'm not that perverted," Qiyun said, shaking her head (though I was the only one who was perverted).
"It normally takes 10 minutes, so we only have 20 now. We need to hurry, Qiyun-san," Yukinoshita urged calmly.
"Wait, that's a bit strange. You're a bit too direct." Qiyun was shocked by Yukinoshita's directness. She looked at the apron-clad woman in front of her with confusion, wondering if this lovely woman had been possessed.
"Alas, with Qiyun's limited understanding, even I can't explain it to you quickly,"
Yukinoshita said, reaching out her delicate hands to untie the apron she wore. With a gentle tug at the strings, it slid gracefully off her delicate body.
"All you need to know now is that this is to fulfill your request for service," Yukinoshita said with a sidelong glance, her stern eyes filled with seriousness.
Qiyun felt a slight mix of emotions, feeling as if he might make a small profit, but Yukinoshita would never lose out.
"Then, let's start with me," Yukinoshita said softly, slowly sitting down at the counter. Leaning back slightly, her long, silky black hair cascaded behind her. Beneath her willowy brows, a pair of azure eyes, now cold and pure, as beautiful and clear as diamonds, formed an impeccable, perfect face with a small, straight nose and alluring, rosy lips. Her gaze was fixed squarely on Qiyun, as if calling him to hurry.
Beneath her apron, she wore a white shirt and a black school jacket. This ordinary combination looked strikingly different on Yukinoshita, as if enhanced by her beauty. The slightly open collar of her school jacket revealed a glimpse of the girl's fair, white breasts.
Yukinoshita's delicate hands gently brushed over the slightly raised breasts. Though a small B-cup, they paired with her alluring face, creating a unique allure.
Her hands moved downward again, skimming over the lower half of her red, white, and blue striped skirt. Gently, her thumb and index finger together, they lifted the hem, revealing that secret area once again.
As Yukinoshita's skirt slowly rose, the girl's delicate, pale thighs gradually revealed themselves to Qiyun, and the secret area between her legs gradually became visible, causing his breathing to become heavier.
Two perfectly proportioned, rounded, white thighs appeared before Qiyun's eyes. Although he had seen Yukinoshita's skirt before, this time, with her own intimate area on display, these white thighs looked even more graceful and alluring.
"Should I take this off?" Yukinoshita said slowly, turning away, her face flushing unnaturally, suggesting she wasn't as calm as one might expect at this moment.
"Um, do you want me to help you?" Qiyun approached Yukinoshita, his eyes fixed on the plump, camel-toe-shaped vagina, shrouded by her white panties.
"Pervert," Yukinoshita cursed inwardly, then yanked the white panties with both hands, pulling them from her trembling legs. Her long, round legs were clad in over-the-knee black stockings, and her rounded brown leather shoes dangled from her black feet, seemingly ready to fall off at any moment.
The whole process took less than three seconds, and Yukinoshita's pure white panties were removed and discarded on the ground, revealing the girl's tender, tightly closed, and alluring pussy before Qiyun.
"Qiyun-san, please stop looking at me with those perverted eyes. If possible, could you please hurry up?" Yukinoshita's voice came from above, her tone calm, as if she had recovered from her previous state.
Yukinoshita's sharp tongue was now completely ineffective, but he knew now was no time to waste.
So, he unceremoniously took Yukinoshita's delicate, alluring pussy in her mouth, licking the small protrusion with her wet tongue until it slowly firmed and perked up.
"Ah... Slow down, slower..."
Yukinoshita moaned, and her slender, round, black-silk legs began to struggle slightly.
When Qiyun's licking of the little nipple above her pussy had become extremely engorged, he changed her target, slowly opening the narrow, tight slit with his tongue, penetrating deeply into the flower bud.
"There... there's no... tongue... in... in... ahhh..."
Yukinoshita's cries of pity didn't stop Qiyun from licking. His tongue continued to stir within the trembling vagina, and the tender pink flesh of the vagina clung tightly to Qiyun's tongue.
"I didn't expect Yukinoshita to react so strongly."
"This is... this is normal... it's not something I can control." Yukinoshita's words showed weakness for the first time, losing her previous condescending attitude.
Ignoring Yukinoshita's stubbornness, Qiyun grasped Yukinoshita's black silk feet, lifted them high, and placed them on her shoulders. Yukinoshita lay flat on her back, her vagina protruding even more, as if she had raised her buttocks to serve her.
The slender and round legs in black silk stockings swayed slightly, and the small and tender black silk jade feet gently approached Qiyun's ears. The soft soles of the feet were close to Qiyun's neck, one on each side. The warm body temperature of Yukinoshita came from the delicate
jade feet wrapped in black silk over-the-knee socks. The naturally soft touch of Yukinoshita's jade feet and the smooth feeling of the black silk over-the-knee socks, this simple touch brought a unique pleasure to Qiyun.
Facing the change of Qiyun's posture, Yukinoshita only quietly exclaimed, and then urged Qiyun to speed up the progress in her usual cold and sharp tone, not to waste time. However, a different emotion flashed across her cold face, which quickly disappeared, and she returned to the coldness of an iceberg beauty.
Soon, Qiyun stopped his mouth movements, causing Yukinoshita's sweet moans to suddenly cease, as if she was wondering why she had to stop. Qiyun reached out his hands to touch the pink vagina between Yukinoshita's legs, and with his curved fingers, he kept scraping the two tender, crimson labia.
As the movements intensified, he kept rubbing the tender flesh beside the vagina, and from time to time, he would insert a finger into the vagina, fingering it for a while, and then quickly withdraw it. After dozens of repetitions, Yukinoshita's vagina began to secrete crystal clear love juices.
"Stop... don't go on... it's so hot down there... uh... uh..."
"Really? Yukinoshita-san?" Qiyun's movements slowly stopped.
Yukinoshita was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Qiyun's next move quickly shattered her composure.
"Ahhh...you...ah...um...ah...ah..."
Yukinoshita's sweet moans before began to turn into high-pitched obscene cries, echoing in the cooking room. If the space had not been blocked because of the trial at this moment, Yukinoshita's obscene voice would have been transmitted to the entire teaching building. At the same time, Qiyun's fingers began to penetrate Yukinoshita's pink and tender little hole like a pile driver, which could hardly accommodate a finger. At the same time, during the process of thrusting, the fingers would occasionally touch a thin membrane. Every time Qiyun's fingers touched it, Yukinoshita's moans would be mixed with a cry of pain, and the sound of water splashing could be heard between Yukinoshita's legs.
"Ahhhhh... it hurts... it hurts... Qiyun... stop... ahhh... it hurts... but it itches down there too..."
Yukinoshita's moans brought a sense of satisfaction to Qiyun. His fingers continued to penetrate her tender vagina, causing the fleshy petals to slowly open, swallowing and releasing the juices.
Yukino's legs, clasped in black silk stockings, stretched tightly. The tingling and itching sensation emanating from deep within her vagina made her want to cry out, but her modesty kept her biting her lips, allowing only faint moans to escape, opening her mouth only to utter a few words when she could no longer contain the pleasure.
"Mmmm... ahhh... ahhh... ahhh... ahhh..."
Yukinoshita's vagina was now smeared with lustful moisture, and the relentless thrusting of her fingers had formed a circle of white foam around the pink cunt.
Her round, beautiful legs, clad in black knee-high socks, had unknowingly wrapped around Qiyun's head, swaying feebly. The lewd sounds of thrusting never ceased, and Yukinoshita gradually lost herself in the pleasure her vagina brought her, slowly abandoning her girlish reserve. The soft moans and panting from her lovely cherry lips gave way to wanton cries of pleasure.
" Ah...? Ah... something's coming out... it's coming out." After a long period of simmering thrusts, Yukinoshita's vaginal walls suddenly tightened, countless tight vaginal muscles clenching, frantically resisting the fingers' continued thrusting. This was the prelude to Yukinoshita's impending orgasm. "Mmm... it's coming out... Ah... ah... ah..." As Yukinoshita cried out again, Qiyun felt the need to grab a measuring cup from the side and aim it at the suddenly open vaginal opening. "Pah, pah," countless streams of clear water gushed out from the depths of her pink vagina, hitting the walls of the measuring cup with a resounding sound. As seen before, Yukinoshita's orgasm was incredibly long-lasting, and the amount of fluid flowing out of her vagina was astonishing, forming a stark contrast to her aloof exterior. As the water continued to gather at the bottom of the cup, the water level slowly rose, settling on the desired mark. Yukinoshita's moans gradually faded, and her beautiful black silk legs, which had been flapping in the air just a moment ago, now draped limply over Qiyun's shoulders, shaking occasionally as if savoring the afterglow of her orgasm. Setting the full measuring cup aside, Qiyun leaned over again, extending his tongue to lick Yukinoshita's juice-soaked vagina. The two plump, fleshy nipples at the entrance of her vagina hadn't yet closed, opening and closing like a fish's mouth, breathing in the sweet air. Qiyun had heard from unreliable gossip that women are best comforted after orgasm. Seeing that Yukinoshita was in a state where she couldn't clean up, Qiyun began to clean her pussy with his mouth, while simultaneously caressing her thighs, relaxing the skin that had tightened after the orgasm.
" Hmm... Hmm... Ahh ... After completing all this, Yukinoshita, who had been sprawled on the table, had propped herself up and sat up. Her chest was still heaving, her face still flushed from her orgasm. Her azure eyes were moist, a shimmering light flickering between them, a charming sight. Sitting on the table, legs slightly drawn together, her skirt now adjusted, Yukinoshita hesitated but spoke firmly. A hint of seriousness lingered in her eyes, as if she had made a firm decision. "...Thank...thank you very much." Although Yukinoshita's words of thanks left Qiyun a bit bewildered, was she thanking me because I made her orgasm? Hadn't she orgasmed herself before? Perhaps that was even possible. Yukinoshita certainly didn't seem like the type to masturbate secretly, so she decisively recovered.
"You're welcome. It must have felt good, didn't it?" It was clear that Qiyun's ingenious brain circuits had once again triumphed over her normal perceptions.
"Hmm... hum... don't get too carried away," Qiyun thought, as if he had unlocked a new side of Yukinoshita. Having said this, Yukinoshita prepared to stand, but the moment her feet touched the ground, she felt a wave of weakness. A tingling sensation deep within her vagina and a weakening of her thighs left her unable to support herself, and she was about to collapse. Luckily, Qiyun, standing nearby, quickly sensed and scooped Yukinoshita up in her arms. It wasn't that Qiyun was deliberately trying to take advantage of her, but the close proximity between them made this position the only way she could support her. Yukinoshita's arms rested limply on Qiyun's shoulders, her pretty face pressed against his chest. She could feel the sound of Yukinoshita's breath, the heat of her nose hitting it, a wet, hot, and tingling sensation. Her long, rounded thighs pressed tightly against Qiyun's, and if possible, Qiyun would have loved to caress them, but unfortunately, the conditions didn't allow it. Qiyun's hands rested on Yukinoshita's slender waist, holding her body against his to prevent her from falling. The air was filled with silence, with only the sound of Yukinoshita's breathing echoing in the air. Qiyun felt a little at a loss at this moment. Even when he licked Yukinoshita's vagina before, he had never felt this uncomfortable. This overly ambiguous posture made him feel a little uncomfortable. This classic plot from a romance drama was still a little too far away for him. When he experienced it personally, Qiyun's mind was full of thoughts. Who am I? Where am I? What should I do? A series of questions surrounded his mind. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. He only dared to gently place his hand on Yukinoshita's waist, not daring to make any other movements.
As Yukinoshita's breathing calmed down, Qiyun's tense body began to slowly relax.
"Are you okay?" Qiyun asked tentatively, feeling the soft body in his arms tremble slightly. Then Yukinoshita pushed herself out of Qiyun's arms with her hands, slowly leaned on the edge of the table, took a deep breath, and thanked Qiyun.
"Thank you, Qiyun-san." Yukinoshita's words were very brief, and her speaking speed was much faster than usual.
Qiyun wanted to say something, but opened his mouth and finally said nothing.
Yukinoshita adjusted herself after a few deep breaths. When she looked up again, although there was still a hint of blush on her flawless face, her clear blue eyes had regained their usual calmness.