Chapter 65: Lun Sang High School (17)
After arriving in the survival game, Ji Ning met three very different types of men. Each had his own personality, and they were nothing alike in bed either.
They gave her different kinds of pleasure, impossible to compare.
Ji Ning had never imagined that one day she would be with two men at the same time.
So she couldn't picture what the other man was thinking while one of them was making her moan uncontrollably.
She felt scared and nervous, yet also a little indescribably excited.
Just like now. Song Weiyang was below, grinding against the secret flesh between her legs through her panties, occasionally biting the fabric aside with his teeth before pressing it back, teasing her until her craving made her shell-flesh ache and tremble.
Xing Ye was above, targeting her most sensitive spots—earlobes, neck, breasts—licking and sucking, making her so comfortable her breathing fell into chaos.
Stimulated relentlessly from above and below at the same time, yet never given the thorough relief she needed, Ji Ning was so unbearably frustrated that tears spilled over, her moans slowly turning into sobs.
But neither man paid her any mind. Unlike before, when they would give it to her the moment they saw she wanted it.
Ji Ning had no choice. She scratched at each of them with one hand, wrapping her other arm backward around Xing Ye's neck while bracing her other hand against Song Weiyang's shoulder, and said pitifully, "It itches so much… I feel so awful… I can't take it anymore… mm…"
Xing Ye stroked Ji Ning's cheek, flushed hot from the fire of desire burning through her, and kissed it with satisfaction.
Seeing Xing Ye react, Ji Ning pleaded with him in a daze, "Brother Xing Ye…"
Song Weiyang also rose up from between her legs and kissed the other side. He knew he had lost. But Song Weiyang had understood from the very beginning that in Ji Ning's heart, he could never compete with Xing Ye.
Still, as long as she was happy, Song Weiyang was content.
That one call from Ji Ning made Xing Ye melt completely. His heart softened, and he immediately picked her up, placed her on the chair, then took Song Weiyang's place. He crouched before Ji Ning, pulled off her panties, spread her legs, and took her shell-flesh and entrance into his mouth, diligently using his tongue to scrape and knead and soothe her itch.
Song Weiyang moved behind the chair, leaning over to remove Ji Ning's bra. From above, he kneaded and licked her twin peaks.
Ji Ning's whole body tensed, her back arching into a bow. Her hands gripped the armrests tightly as she scattered the overwhelming pleasure she couldn't keep up with: "Mm~ ah~~~ it feels so good…"
Neither man was willing to be outdone; each wanted to lick Ji Ning into crying out even louder.
Xing Ye's soft tongue swept rapidly left and right across the vulva opening enveloping her honey-bead, two fingers pinching and kneading at the entrance, teasing Ji Ning until she couldn't stop dripping.
Then he thrust two fingers directly inside, swirling them in a circle, rubbing against her G-spot until Ji Ning's lower body went sore and a torrential urge to lose control and urinate surged through her.
Xing Ye's fingertips had thin calluses. Every time he thrust them inside Ji Ning's hole and rubbed her, she lost control very quickly.
Because her chest was also being continuously stimulated, Ji Ning squirted more this time than ever before.
Xing Ye didn't dodge. Some of her fluid sprayed onto his face, even the corner of his mouth. He extended his tongue and licked it away.
The air was thick with Ji Ning's sweet scent. Smelling it, both men's lower bodies swelled another size, hardening like iron rods.
Xing Ye took off his pants. The tip of his deep-pink giant dragon, already primed and ready, glistened with clear mucus, the veins stacked along the shaft. Pressed against the edge of Ji Ning's pink, tender entrance, it looked somewhat terrifying.
Ji Ning swallowed. She watched Xing Ye kneel on the floor, thrusting upward from below into her body.
Because she was so slick, insertion wasn't as difficult as before. Ji Ning whimpered as she was rubbed, watching the places the shaft reached, how it made her lower belly bulge with its shape.
Like a pioneer expanding territory, Xing Ye slowly pushed all the way to the hilt, then slowly withdrew, stirring her juices and smoothing out the folds of her inner walls again. He repeated this slow rhythm, expanding Ji Ning's capacity to take him.
"Mm~~ so full~~" Ji Ning murmured in a whimper, clamping her legs together around the shaft to keep Xing Ye from leaving. Transparent sweet liquid dripped down from where they were joined.
"Ugh…" Xing Ye grunted under her squeeze, waves of tingling numbness shooting through his cock and lower back.
Song Weiyang held her breasts with both hands, squeezing and kneading them as he took in the entire scene, so aroused the rims of his eyes turned red.
He was so hard it hurt. He let go, lifted Ji Ning's neck, and kissed her upside down, swallowing every one of the wanton moans Xing Ye was fucking out of her.
Song Weiyang's little scheme was, of course, noticed by Xing Ye.
But it didn't matter. Xing Ye was planning to change positions anyway.
"Come." He took Ji Ning's hand, placed a cushion on the carpet, and had her kneel on all fours.
Ji Ning obeyed obediently, even dipping her waist and sticking her butt up toward Xing Ye, wiggling her hips so her little hole could seek out that soul-stirringly beautiful cock.
Xing Ye flipped up Ji Ning's skirt, gripped her waist with one hand and her buttock with the other, and thrust all the way in.
"Ah…" Ji Ning's legs trembled with pleasure, her whole body jolting forward in waves under Xing Ye's thrusts.
Seeing Song Weiyang move in front of her, Ji Ning reached out to touch the bulge between his legs. Once Song Weiyang took off his pants, she held the scorching shaft and took the glans into her mouth, licking with wet, audible sounds.
Song Weiyang's clothes hung open. He tensed under her licking, the muscles of his waist and abdomen twitching faintly, growing even more prominent.
Ji Ning was being stimulated from body to heart, even her eyes. Her whole body was so overwhelmed with pleasure she lost all reason, her toes pressing restlessly against the carpet, her moans growing more and more urgent.
Behind her, Xing Ye's thrusts were fierce and powerful, each one hitting her itch directly, fucking waves of pleasure from her little hole through her entire body, making her unconsciously suck Song Weiyang even harder.
Ji Ning's full, round buttocks slammed against Xing Ye's lower body. The jiggling tremors of her creamy soft flesh brought him physical and mental bliss, making him fuck her with even more devotion, returning the pleasure he had held back from her earlier tenfold, a hundredfold.
His waist thrust faster and faster, pounding their joined bodies into rapid, short vibrations.
"Mmph mmph!" Ji Ning was sent over the edge by Xing Ye's most primal thrusts. As she cried out, her tongue swept across Song Weiyang's shaft, and her mouth clamped down around him with a hard suck.
Song Weiyang lost all control. He quickly pulled out, watching Ji Ning's seductive moans and convulsions in climax, and came just like that.
Xing Ye withdrew his now-satisfied cock, wrapped his arms around Ji Ning, and lay on his side, letting her rest her head on his arm. He lowered his head, caught her lips, and licked them slowly, eating up every one of her sweet, intoxicating whimpers.
Although Song Weiyang had come once, he was still painfully hard. He lay down behind Ji Ning, lifted one of her legs, and thrust his waist forward, rubbing and thrusting deep into her still-spasming little hole.
The old tide had not yet receded, and a new one was already rising.
Xing Ye was vertical stimulation; Song Weiyang was horizontal stimulation. The stark contrast made Ji Ning's pleasure laced with shame. She whimpered as if her soul had left her body, but because Xing Ye held her tongue in his mouth, every sound was blocked.
Livestream comments:
"Who doesn't want to be licked by two handsome guys at once?"
"This scene is so beautiful, tears are streaming down the corners of my mouth."
"Little Brother vs. Xing Ye, total defeat."
"Actually, Little Sun and Brother Xing seem to get along pretty well. He only needles Jiang Ting. Wonder what it'll be like when Jiang Ting joins in."
"Jiang Ting: Getting Ning-Ning all to yourselves without me? You're all dead."
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