The music of the Sumeru Rainforest began to play, and the characters wandered around the world searching for treasure chests, not knowing how much time had passed.
Just as I was controlling my character, standing in front of a waterfall, wondering if there was a magnificent treasure chest hidden underwater—
Suddenly, someone gently patted my shoulder!
"Holy crap!!" I was so startled that I jumped off my chair, almost dropping the mouse, and let out a scream almost reflexively.
Looking back, I saw Shen Youyi standing next to my chair, covering her mouth and laughing so hard her shoulders were shaking, her eyes curving into little crescents: "Hahahaha... Brother, why are you so timid!"
"Shen Youyi!" I yelled at her, still shaken, "You scare people to death, you know that! Can't you walk quietly?!" I turned around angrily and grabbed the mouse again.
"Have you finished your homework?" I asked casually, my attention returning to the screen.
There was no sound behind me.
Immediately afterwards, a warm scent, carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl, suddenly pressed against me! I felt a soft, elastic, and heavy impact on my back!
It was her breasts! They were pressed completely against my back!
"I'm done writing!" she drawled, her whole body seemingly boneless as she leaned over me, her two pale arms wrapping around my neck from behind, her chin resting gently on my left shoulder, her warm breath tickling and tingling my earlobe.
She was pressed so close, her two incredibly soft breasts separated by two thin layers of fabric (my T-shirt and hers... uh... it looks like they were going commando too?), conveying a thrilling touch and warmth.
That's not all!
She lay on top of me and actually started slowly wriggling from side to side!
She used her full, rounded breasts—which I could feel even through her nightgown—as massage balls, rubbing them in circles on my back!
Turning left, turning right... the rounded edges of her breasts brushed against my shoulder blades and spine, sending jolts of electricity and a burning friction through me. The weighty feel and amazing elasticity...
"Brother~" She leaned closer, her soft, sweet breath almost melting my ears. Her voice was sickeningly sweet, with a deliberate, heart-stirring grievance, "Is the game really that fun? More fun than me...?"
My temples are throbbing!
Who the hell can handle this?
With her breasts rubbing against him like that, and those words in his ear, even the hardest heart would melt.
The crazy images from last night on the sofa kept replaying in my mind.
"Don't touch it..." My voice was a little tight as I forced my gaze to the screen, my heart pounding like a drum. "The door...the door isn't closed!"
She paused for a moment, then turned her head and saw that the door was indeed ajar.
The next second, she slid off my back like a nimble little butterfly, took small steps to the door, peeked out and looked around warily. Mom was in the room organizing her lesson plans, and Dad was in the living room reading the newspaper. Then she quickly closed the door!
"Click!" The sound of the door closing was unusually crisp.
After closing the door, Shen Youyi, with a smug smile, turned around and slowly walked back to the computer chair.
She didn't go around behind me anymore; instead, she walked directly in front of me.
Just as I was drawn to the dazzling sight of her chest, she bent over, lowered her body, placed her hands on my thighs and knees, and then lifted her right leg!
The movements were so fluid, it was as if they had been rehearsed!
A small foot wearing a white over-the-knee sock stepped onto the edge of my chair, and the other foot followed immediately—she straddled me in one go!
Two beautiful legs encased in over-the-knee stockings straddled the chair, trapping me in the narrow space formed by her legs and her body. Her little bottom pressed heavily against my lower abdomen, the spot that had just been rubbed and raised again.
She looked down at me, her face flushed with passion, her eyes moist, brimming with the familiar, watery longing and yearning.
Her pink lips were slightly pouting, like a plump cherry, silently extending an invitation.
What are you waiting for?
Almost simultaneously, my hands firmly gripped her slender, firm waist, and pulled her down forcefully! She let out a soft "Ah!" and obediently sat down.
My head snapped back to meet it!
Target precise! His lips were heavily covered over her moist, pink lips!
Without giving her any chance to breathe, his tongue forcefully pried open her pearly teeth and plunged in, conquering her soft and sweet mouth, fiercely entangling her shy, smooth, yet passionately responding little tongue, sucking, licking, and stirring it vigorously!
"Mmm..." Shen Youyi immediately went limp in my arms, a soft, suppressed nasal sound escaping her throat.
Her body pressed tightly against me like melted syrup, her hands obediently encircling my neck, her fingertips unconsciously digging into the skin on the back of my neck.
A kiss. A fierce yet lingering kiss. More intense than in the morning, with the pent-up frustration of a repressed outburst and the annoyance of the game being interrupted.
The only sounds left in the room were our heavy breathing and the sticky, ambiguous smacking sounds of our saliva being exchanged.
She tasted so good, with a sweet, fruity aroma in her mouth, and her saliva was warm and inviting, even more so than honey.
I don't know how long we kissed, but when I felt she was almost out of breath, I reluctantly let go.
Our lips parted, and a glistening, shimmering silver thread stretched out, trembling between our lips like an unbreakable lotus root thread. Eventually, it broke off, clinging to our lips separately, sparkling.
Shen Youyi's eyes were glazed over, her small mouth slightly open as she breathed greedily, her cheeks flushed, and a strand of saliva, broken from its string, was sliding down the corner of her lips.
"Brother...I want..." She lay on my chest, her voice soft and hoarse, filled with an intense passion, her hot breath spraying on my neck.
She even subtly rubbed against my leg.
Oh no! The veins on my forehead were throbbing. But this position was too passive! She was straddling me, facing the door. What if Mom suddenly pushed the door open... the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Don't rush..." I said in a hoarse voice, patting her tense back reassuringly, my fingers feeling the warmth of her skin showing through her thin nightgown, "...Let's change positions."
I pointed to the computer screen behind me, where my character was still standing dumbly by the waterfall: "...like this, it's easy to...be discovered."
Shen Youyi paused for a moment, looked at the screen in the direction I pointed, and then looked at me.
Her little head, which was a bit dazed from being swept away by lust, reacted for a moment, blinked, and then seemed to understand something.
A mischievous yet bold smile rippled in her misty eyes.
Shen Youyi released her grip on my neck, her wet eyes gleaming with a cunning light, as if she understood my concerns.
But instead of turning around and sitting back as I expected, she slid down and landed lightly on the carpet from my lap.
She looked at me with a mischievous smile on her lips, and then, under my gaze, slowly... knelt down.
Her soft knees sank into the carpet's plush, making her half a head shorter, and she squatted right between my legs.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and even the sound of the waterfall on the computer screen sounded distant.
Without the slightest hesitation, her hand went straight for the elastic band of my pajama pants.
With nimble fingertips, the knot is hooked, and with a gentle tug, it comes undone.
Immediately afterwards, her warm fingers slipped into the edge of my underwear—completely effortless.
With a whoosh, my thick, throbbing weapon, which she had just aroused, sprang out instantly, exposed to the cool air of the bedroom. It was swollen and purple, with prominent veins, and the small hole at the tip was oozing a clear, sticky fluid, pulsating slightly, exuding a strong masculine aura.
Shen Youyi's gaze was drawn to it as if by a magnet, and her pink tongue unconsciously darted out from her lips and quickly licked her upper lip.
"Gulp..." She made a soft swallowing sound, and her eyes became even more unfocused.
The next second, she slightly raised her face, and her warm, soft lips accurately covered the urethral opening above my glans, which was constantly overflowing with fluid.
"Hiss—!" A strong, electric-like stimulation suddenly shot from the head of my penis up my spine! My whole body tensed instantly, and I leaned back in the chair uncontrollably, gasping for breath.
With her small, nimble tongue, she began to aim at that most sensitive little hole.
The tip of the tongue seemed to possess a magical power, pressing, licking, and swirling over the surface with exquisite skill, mimicking the action of sucking.
"Mmm...uh..." she groaned contentedly, as if savoring the most delicious delicacy in the world.
Meanwhile, her left hand, which was hanging down from under her skirt, was also busy.
Warm palms explored downwards, fingers gently and tenderly enveloping my two swollen testicles.
The rounded fingertips gently press and rub, with just the right amount of force, bringing a warm, heavy, pleasurable sensation.
Her other hand gripped the base of my thick penis, stabilizing the weapon that throbbed under the onslaught of her lips and tongue. It was as if she were assessing its size and hardness.
"Youyou…" I gasped for breath, my voice hoarse.
As if encouraged, she slightly raised her head and glanced at me with her watery eyes, full of anticipation and expectation of praise. Then, her little mouth opened even wider.
I watched as her rosy lips parted, like a greedy little spout, slowly swallowing my hard glans, then the larger coronal sulcus area... The feeling of being enveloped by her supple mouth instantly became firm and warm.
"Uh..." She managed a muffled whimper, strained and full of emotion, but her eyes became even more intoxicated.
Her head began to sway back and forth slightly.
Each time she thrust forward, she tried to push my penis deeper into her mouth, stretching the inner walls of her mouth and tightly enveloping the shaft; each time she withdrew, her soft lips were like a slipknot, tightly sucking and pulling the edge of my glans backward.
What was most deadly was the force of her sucking, as if she wanted to suck out the very marrow from my glans! She sucked and sucked! She sucked and sucked with all her might! The wet, warm walls of her vagina squeezed and ground against me from all angles!
My senses were overwhelmed by this intense oral service, and the pleasure coming from my lower body gave me the illusion of being thrust into her vagina—the supple envelopment and the suction inside were even more refined and focused on every nerve in my glans!
Time slipped away amidst the sticky sounds of saliva.
Her little head bobbed rhythmically between my legs, her muffled mouth emitting suggestive nasal sounds, and saliva dripping down my shaft, wetting my thighs and the chair.
The hand that was kneading my testicles sometimes applied gentle pressure and sometimes increased it, intensifying my pleasure.
I don't know how much time passed before she finally reluctantly spat my penis out of her wet, hot mouth with a "pop".
The thick shaft was covered in glistening saliva, gleaming lewdly under the light, even more swollen and shiny than before, with clear pre-ejaculate constantly seeping from the glans.
His glans was red and shiny from her sucking, and it throbbed slightly with sensitivity.
She raised her head, slightly out of breath, her cheeks flushed, her lips slightly swollen from being rubbed, and a glistening trail of saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth.
Those eyes were overflowing with desire, practically brimming with longing.
She licked the drop of liquid from the corner of her mouth, her voice sweet and cloying: "Brother... was it good?"
I was panting heavily, staring at her alluring, moistened appearance, and my desire was aroused to a new level.
"That feels good," I said in a low, husky voice, with an even stronger possessiveness that had been aroused, "I want it to feel even better..." My gaze was fixed on the slightly raised secret place between her legs, hidden under the fabric of her nightgown.