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“Yuan-jie?”
Shen Yuan turns around to see a beautiful young woman calling out to her. Her mouth drops open in immediate realization.
“ Binghe?”
“Yes Yuan Jie! It’s me!” The young woman excitedly runs over and grabs Shen Yuan’s hand, not letting go.
“How are you! I’ve missed you after all this time.”
Shen Yuan recalls her volunteer work that led to her meeting Binghe; she often tutored the children in her neighborhood as a side job in high school. Binghe was her brightest student, exceptional in all areas and quick to learn difficult concepts.
Binghe often had many blushing and bashful classmates around her, but she refused all of them to spend most of her evenings with “Yuan Jiejie.” Shen Yuan thought it was strange that Binghe would want to spend most of her free time studying, but Binghe insisted she would never refuse a tutoring session with her.
Shen Yuan tutored Binghe for two years until she graduated and went off for university studies. Binghe cried on the last day, hugging and clinging to Shen Yuan and pleading with her not to go. Shen Yuan felt awful leaving her, but it was time to move on.
They both had grown since then, Binghe especially. She was slightly taller than Shen Yuan, and she was even more beautiful at her age now. Full lips and beautiful brown doe eyes, Shen Yuan was embarrassed to think she couldn’t stop staring.
“I moved to this area after finding work here. I live in this building.”
“I live in the one right next to it. Perhaps we will have to eat together sometime soon?”
“Yes jie jie! Absolutely!”
Binghe gives her a parting kiss on the cheek, and walks away gleefully.
Shen Yuan stands behind alone, mouth agape at Binghe’s confidence to do such a thing.
Shen Yuan sat at her desk as the night set in. She was working on her manuscript, something she spends most of her time doing these days. The hours pass by as she continues the words insistent typing, until she has exhausted herself so thoroughly she couldn’t think anymore.
It’s not a summer night, no reason to close her window unless she wants to sleep in a stuffy room. She turns the light on her lamp off and notices a light glaring from outside. Unusual she thought. Most people weren’t up at this hour.
She walks over to the window to see where it was coming from, and spots a bright, fully opened window almost directly across from hers. Her eyes nearly bulge out of her skull when she sees what’s happening within the room.
She spots her beautiful former student, Binghe, masturbating with her curtains pulled fully open, while sitting on her bed facing the window. Her dress is pulled up, with her dick out as she strokes it, no underwear to be found.
Shen Yuan is shocked at the size of it, so long and girthy in a way she can’t believe that would fit inside anyone. And how was she hiding that in the first place? Binghe’s large, heavy breasts, barely contained by the top of the dress, rocking back and forth as her strokes to her penis get more and more aggressive.
She’s opening her plump, red lips and letting out small pants as she speeds up her strokes. Shen Yuan is mesmerized at the way her long manicured nails contrast her flesh, her grip loose enough so that she doesn’t poke herself with the pointed tips, but right enough that it’s clearly still pleasurable. Shen Yuan watches as Binghe jerks off until she bites her lip and cups over the head and cums, catching her spend in her palm to lessen the mess. Then Binghe does something Shen Yuan would never have imagined; Binghe brings her hand to her face and begins licking her own cum off her hand.
Shen Yuan was shocked—but turned on. Turned on an embarrassing amount, practically throbbing. She snaps out of her daze, and pulls her panties down to find the large wet spot she soaked into them.
She quickly closes her blinds to hide the fact that she was watching, Binghe no longer even in the room for her to really be concerned. Her eyes were closed the whole time, nothing to worry about .
Stubbornly, despite her panties being soaked and the ache she feels in her pussy, she refuses to rub one out. She forces herself to get through her shower, and goes to bed horny and squirming with wet between her legs, squeezing them to release some of the pressure.
Shen Yuan doesn’t want to think about the wet dreams she had following that night, still feeling that this is all so wrong. She should have never watched Binghe in such a private time to herself. She had the ability to ignore it and didn’t; what a terrible breach of trust as a former mentor.
A few days later, Binghe is back in the window, this time leaning against it while stroking herself with her other hand. She has on a skirt—that is tastefully pulled up to give Shen Yuan an astounding view—and a too-tight top that has her breasts threatening to spill out of it.
Shen Yuan told herself she wouldn’t watch next time, would be sick to get off to this; but she finds herself making sure the lights are turned off so Binghe can’t tell she’s watching, peering through her window while feeling herself become wet once again.
Binghe speeds up her hand movements. Shen Yuan can tell by the way her jaw drops that she’s either panting or gasping, orgasm approaching quickly. Binghe stills and trembles, as she cums all over the window in several large spurts. She thrusts into the circle of her hand as she releases, heavily leaning against the window when it’s finally over.
Shen Yuan waits until Binghe finishes cleaning the window, and slowly moves from the window to lay on her bed. She feels like she’s practically dripping after watching Binghe climax like that. She’s so messy, Shen Yuan thinks, ignoring the urge to rub her thighs together. There’s so much of it, imagine it—
She cuts herself off before finishing the thought.
Shen Yuan still refuses to touch herself; despite how turned on she is. Her slick traveling down her thighs brings her enough shame to hold back from touching herself.
The next night, Binghe is unexpectedly back in the window.
Completely naked.
And this time, she’s left it cracked.
Shen Yuan can hear her moans faintly as she jerks off, mumbles of “Yes, yes, fuck, feels good,” and “I’m getting close, I wanna cum—m’gonna cum, m’gonna cum, please.”
Shen Yuan feels her cunt clench so violently, an ache forming in her core from her arousal. Hearing Binghe’s voice broke her in a way she can’t describe; she can’t deny herself this anymore. Shen Yuan was only wearing a skirt and no panties anyway for—no particular reason. She feels her own hand slip underneath the band, moving down, until she startled at how soaked her pussy was. Another particularly sharp moan from Binghe has her absentmindedly rubbing her clit, quietly panting while watching Binghe get off.
Binghe whimpers, but stops stroking herself, dick twitching. Shen Yuan is confused, she seemed so close, why would she stop? She clenches hard when she realizes Binghe is moving her hand backwards—to finger into her hole.
Binghe is moaning loudly. She’s rocking her hips in time with her fingers. Her dick twitches wildly, head almost purple from how hard she is.
Shen Yuan feels herself slip her own fingers inside her pussy and moans loudly.
She watches as Binghe slowly works herself up with her own fingers, making it to three before pulling out an average sized, hot pink dildo; not too small or too big.
Binghe removes her fingers and replaces them with the toy, clearly big enough to fill her up so well she moans and shivers. She goes back to jerking herself off, eyes clenched shut and whines escaping her throat. She tries her best to fuck herself back onto the dildo, struggling between thrusting into her hand or fucking herself on her toy.
“G-gonna cum, wanna cum for you so bad, feels so good, I need to cum—,” she chanted. Suddenly Binghe was moaning loudly and throwing her head back, once again painting the window with her spend, an almost terrifying amount of white streaks appearing across it.
Shen Yuan didn’t even wait to watch Binghe come down from her orgasm, she turned around and leaned against the wall as she fingered herself fast—when did she add a third finger inside?—deeper, and used her other hand to rub rough circles on her clit. Startling herself with a moan, she came embarrassingly fast, creaming all over her fingers and the floor, something she had never done before.
She doesn’t even need to watch Binghe to jerk off anymore; it's all she’s thinking about whenever she’s horny. Which is more often than not now. She went from masturbating occasionally, to twice a day, remembering the vivid images and sounds of Binghe pleasuring herself, unable to get her out of her mind.
A week goes by, and there’s no sign of Binghe in the window. Shen Yuan isn’t sure what’s going on. That doesn’t stop her from watching and pleasuring herself while waiting for Binghe to appear.
In fact it only seems to make her anticipate it more.
Ten days later, Binghe finally appears again, laying on her back in her bed this time. She’s wearing only a sheer, pink robe, no underwear to be seen. She didn’t bother to remove the garment, just let the sleeves fall to her elbows as she took herself in hand and begins stroking.
Shen Yuan sets herself into her usual position when watching Binghe—and plays with herself. She sits with her legs crossed, left side of her body leaning against the wall, and her right hand in her pants, already gently rubbing herself over her panties, providing her the best angle she could get of Binghe in her room.
She’s so beautiful, Shen Yuan thought. The way her long wavy black hair rained down across her body, her large breasts and hard nipples barely covered by the fabric. As Shen Yuan was admiring them, Binghe grabbed one, and kneads it as she strokes herself. She pulls the same breast up too her mouth and—
Shen Yuan gasped and felt her cunt throb as she watched Binghe begin to suck on her own nipple. Binghe had the window completely open this time, whimpering and moaning around her nipples as she continued stroking and sucking herself.
She swears they made eye contact for a moment, but Binghe screws her eyes shut just as quickly. Shen Yuan whimpers.
Yeah that’s right, keep touching yourself like that for me. You’re such a good girl for me, stroking your dick like this and sucking on your nipples. Does it feel good? You love making yourself feel good, huh?
Shen Yuan's mind was filled with thoughts of what she would say if she was there next to Binghe. She tries to take off her pants and panties, struggling because she can’t look away from Binghe for even a second.
She hears and sees the tale tell signs of Binghe headed towards climax, the way her brow furrows and she begins mixing in harsh pants with her moans.
Make yourself cum for me baby, wanna see you cum. Jiejie wants you to cum for her.
“I’m cumming, I’m cumming, oh fuck—fuck!” Binghe fucks into her fist fast as she cums all over the robe, her stomach, and breasts. She lays back on the bed after riding it out, clearly exhausted and spent dick softening between her legs.
Shen Yuan pulls out the toy she’d recently acquired; a dildo that was nowhere close to Binghe’s size, but would have to suffice for now. She inserts the toy after realizing she was more than sufficiently wet, feeling her walls stretch around the plastic. It felt better than she imagined.
She slowly fucked herself with the dildo until she came, clenching hard around it and moaning, imagining it was Binghe inside of her instead.
It’s been over a month of Shen Yuan jerking off to Binghe jerking off. She couldn’t be more embarrassed, but not embarrassed enough to stop.
Peeking from the corner of the window to watch as Binghe undresses, she undresses herself, something she doesn’t usually do during their—ahem—her sessions. She pulls a pillow between her legs, wanting to play with her nipples to emulate what Binghe had done to her own.
It seems they’re on the same page, as Binghe pulls a pillow out herself and sits on it. She slowly ruts against it, seemingly for the sake of rutting against something. She watches and Binghe tries different angles, until she settles on having her back towards the window and her legs lay behind her as she ruts into the pillow. She spreads her legs enough for Shen Yuan to see Binghe’s heavy balls dragging across the pillow, and her cheeks rumbling with every thrust. This seems to work for Binghe, as Shen Yuan quickly hears moans trickling in through the window.
“Oh, oh, oh, yes, that’s good, fuck—“
Shen Yuan sits up on her knees and leans back to get a better angle for herself, rutting upwards against her own pillow, completely mesmerized at the way Binghe is doing the same. Her full cheeks rumble as she moves her hips roughly.
Binghe slows down and gets up. Shen Yuan is confused as she didn’t seem to cum—ignoring concern at how often she watches Binghe over time to know when she’s about to orgasm.
Binghe sits down at the edge of the bed, holding a hollow cylinder shaped object. Shen Yuan isn’t sure what it is; she was never one for porn, and thus her knowledge of toys is limited.
Binghe is flushed and breathing heavily as she uncaps and pours a generous amount of lube on her dick. She rests the tip against the opening of the toy, and slowly pushes it down, hissing a loud “oh fuck!” in pleasure.
Shen Yuan quickly realizes what this toy is for. Binghe uses it to stroke her dick as if it were her hand, but it’s clearly better, tighter, almost like a—
“Mmm! Mmm fuck! Fuck, so tight!”
Binghe’s getting faster quickly, letting out louder moans of “ahh ahh ah!”
Shen Yuan is grinding harshly into the pillow, practically sliding against it from how wet she’s gotten.
“So tight, fuck, so tight—m’gonna cum, m’cumming—“ Binghe yanks the toy off her dick as she spurts all over herself, biting her lip to hold in what seems to be the urge to scream.
Shen Yuan cums after seeing Binghe ejaculate, moaning loudly without a care, grinding against the pillow. The wet spot forming underneath her is going to be a pain to clean, but who cares when she’s in the middle of one of the best orgasms of her life. Feeling her pleasure through her core, moaning and babbling loudly knowing she safely closed the window—
Suddenly she stopped.
She hadn’t closed the window.
And she looked up to find Binghe staring directly into her eyes as her high stopped and dread filled her stomach instead.
Binghe says nothing.
They stare at one another for too long, and uncomfortable period of time, until Binghe slowly brings her hands up to—to play with—
She’s kneading her tits, nipples hardening under Shen Yuan’s gaze.
This can’t be happening, can it?
Binghe is getting hard again. Shen Yuan finally stops thinking with her brain, and starts thinking with her cunt.
Fuck it.
Shen Yuan stands up to give Binghe a better view, removing the pillow from her center. She slides two fingers into her cunt to thrust inside.
Binghe moans at that, dick filling even quicker than when she was just playing with her breasts. Shen Yuan starts unleashing little whimpers, unable to contain them. Her clit is absolutely begging for attention, and she reaches a hand down to play with it while fingering herself.
Binghe starts stroking herself, still making as much eye contact with Shen Yuan as possible.
Shen Yuan had never been more grateful for contacts in that moment, as she watched Binghe mouth “Come over...please,” to Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan obeys.
She scrambles to grab her phone, her keys, and throws on a loose graphic t-shirt and skirt. She throws her unwashed hair into a bun, not wanting to look like a complete mess in front of the effortless beauty that is Binghe. It’s not the sexiest outfit before going to bang someone, but it will suffice for walking outside momentarily.
The door to Binghe’s flat was unlocked when Shen Yuan walks up. She slowly enters, locking the door behind her and looking for the bedroom. She would love to observe more of her surroundings and more of Binghe’s home, but if she doesn’t get her dick inside her in the next five minutes she might explode.
“Please, please come, I need—“
She finds Binghe’s room purely in light and noise alone; Binghe is moaning, begging for Shen Yuan. She finds Binghe’s room at the end of the hallway, and her knees almost buckle upon the sight in front of her.
Binghe is on her hands and knees on the bed, fully erect, absolutely wrecked, tears bubbling in her eyes.
“You came—please, please.” Binghe’s excitement was immediately overridden by her horniness.
“Please, I’m so hard for you, touch me, please—“
Shen Yuan feels her mouth start watering and her body moves before her brain even forms a thought. She’s somehow atop Binghe, hands sliding over her waist to touch her breasts—Rubbing and massaging them, feeling the shape and kneading them.
She feels her panties absolutely soaked, never having cleaned herself up after her last orgasm. The dripping only got worse from there.
She reaches down to stroke Binghe’s dick, so thick she can’t even wrap one hand around the entire girth.
“I’m—I’m close—,”
“No i—can you fuck me first? Please? I need you inside me.” Binghe lets out a pained whine and Shen Yuan knows she’s holding back an orgasm from her words alone.
“Yes, yes I’ll absolutely fuck you, just let me—“
Shen Yuan pushes Binghe back on the bed before she can even finish her sentence. She flips up her skirt and removes panties, slick attaching and breaking away from her completely soaked underwear. Binghe whines at the sight.
She kisses Binghe for the first time. Binghe is frantic, licking at her lips in an attempt to beg for access into her mouth. Shen Yuan grants it, and melts at the way Binghe’s tongue slides over hers.
Binghe begins muttering into their kisses, “Jie, you taste so good, just like I always imagined.”
Shen Yuan almost pulls away, shock clear in her body language, but Binghe’s tongue is doing too good of a job melting her brain for her to fully feel the effect of that anecdote.
Binghe breaks the kiss, staring even toned at Shen Yuan. “Do you touch yourself like that for all your neighbors to see?”
Shen Yuan sputters, “No! Obviously not! I only did that because you—“
Binghe raises a brow, “Because of…me?”
Shen Yuan shuts her mouth tightly and pretends she’s not turning bright red. She tries to ignore Binghe’s hands sliding underneath her shirt, groping at her tits.
“You—you were stroking yourself! So brazenly! I couldn’t help but watch! Our windows are right across from one another—“ she squeaks and stops her rambling when Binghe hands are suddenly rubbing along her ass and thighs.
A mischievous smile forms on Binghe’s beautiful face. How long did she know? Has she known the whole time? That Shen Yuan was watching her the whole time?
“You touched yourself because you got horny watching me? That’s so cute.”
Shen Yuan shuts her up by licking at Binghe’s lips, licking her tongue across her lovers and sucking on it so she could no longer speak for more reason than one.
“Let me—let me just—“
Shen Yuan climbs back on top of Binghe and settles her core on top of Binghe’s dick. They both moan, bucking their hips against each other. Shen Yuan lifts up and guides Binghe’s dick to her cunt.
Shen Yuan sinks down slightly, and it takes an embarrassingly long couple of minutes to get it in at first. The blunt head rubs against her wet hole, and finally pushes her open after a few more rubs.
When the head pops in fully, she cums.
Shen Yuan whines, loud. She wasn’t expecting the orgasm, and neither was Binghe. Shen Yuan shakes as she clenches around Binghe’s head, and Binghe moans and clenches her entire body, attempting to stave off her orgasm. Her grip on Shen Yuan’s hips is so strong, it may leave bruises later.
“Fuck, did you just?”
“I—,”
Binghe doesn’t say anything else, only struggles to control her breathing as she closes her eyes and makes Shen Yuan shiver as she feels the head twitching inside of her.
She slowly sinks down, being more and more stretched by Binghe, rising up and slowly sliding back down to take more of the Binghe. She’s both long and thick, the girth honestly more difficult to handle than the length. But as she takes more and more, she feels herself getting more and more wet.
“Fuck you’re so big. It’s so much, filling me up like this.”
Binghe is barely holding on, clenching at Shen Yuan’s waist and biting her lip at the scene in front of her. .
Once she sinks down, taking all of Binghe inside, Shen Yuan spends most of the time circling her hips and rocking back and forth, clenching around Binghe who is near tears. She bounces slightly, not enough to lift completely off Binghe’s dick, but enough to rise and sink at a faster pace than before Binghe seems to love that, panting heavily and hips jerking up in time with Shen Yuan’s movements downwards.
“Feels good, yes, so good, fuck—,”
Shen Yuan can’t believe she’s taking all of Binghe’s frankly monstrous dick inside of her, and even more in disbelief at how good it feels. The slight sting as she stretches, the fullness every time she rocks down, it’s so good she knows no other lover could compete with this.
Binghe holds Shen Yuan’s waist and thrusts upwards harder and faster, clearly on the edge of climax.
“Please, let me cum. I need to cum so bad, let me cum for you, please!”
Shen Yuan never truly came down from her first orgasm. She puts her hands behind her on Binghe’s thighs, and begins bouncing faster to the best of her abilities on Binghe’s dick. She rises and lowers, starting off slow, and picking up speed as she gets closer.
“Cum whenever you like Binghe—I’m close—about to—I’m cumming!”
Shen Yuan cums all over Binghe’s dick, feeling sparks shoot up her spine as she clenches around Binghe. She pulls off and jerks her off in time for her to cum all over her stomach.
Binghe is panting and seemingly exhausted. Shen Yuan collapses into her embrace. Suddenly Shen Yuan is rolled over on her back with Binghe hovering over her, already hardening again.
Realizing Shen Yuan had never taken off her clothes and only removed her panties, Binghe pushes her top above her breasts. They spill out, a bit on the smaller side, but Binghe immediately attaches her mouth to one. She sucks and licks on the nipples ravenously, as if she can will any bit of milk to come out from Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan feels herself flush and her slick leak from her core even more. Binghe’s hard dick is rubbing against her thigh, leaking pre cum all over it. It never stops as Binghe situates herself onto Shen Yuan’s other nipple, even more precum leaking nonstop onto Shen Yuan. The combination of her tits being sucked and Binghe leaking all over her thighs has her clenching in need.
“Bing—Binghe, please, it’s—“
Binghe finally lets go, heat in her eyes. She gently helps Shen Yuan pull off her top, and flips her skirt up.
She examines Shen Yuan’s pussy, so deeply, that she feels herself flush under the gaze and is forced to look away. She gasps when she feels Binghe’s hard member rubbing in between her folds.
“Please—let me cum in you. I can be so good for you, just let me fill you up this time—“
Shen Yuan can even be bothered to be embarrassed anymore. She’s so turned on, nothing is on her mind more than being filled with Binghe’s cum.
“Binghe, you’re already good for me, always. Now put it inside me! I need—ah!”
Binghe slides into Shen Yuan easily, after their last session and with all of their combined fluids. They moan in unison, and Binghe doesn’t even wait longer than ten seconds before thrusting her hips to fuck Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan is shocked, how can it feel this good even after they already had sex once? No, it’s almost even better this time, as Binghe leaves kisses along her chest and neck while thrusting into her.
Shen Yuan vaguely hears herself moaning, feeling almost out of body with the enveloping of pleasure. She almost screams when Binghe brings a hand down to thumb at her hard clit, pulling back to watch her thrust into Shen Yuan.
“Look, look at how you’re taking me. You’re so tight and wet here, fuck!”
Shen Yuan flushes harder between her ah ah ah’s, and clenches at Binghe’s words.
“Please don’t talk like that Binghe, it’s too much—“
“I’m sorry, I can’t help it, you just feel so good, too good, I’m—I’m already close—“
Binghe is startled when legs wrap firmly around her waist.
“Don’t—” Shen Yuan mumbles, face bright red at the realization of her own begging. “Just don’t pull out, please…please cum in me like you promised.”
Binghe snaps hearing Shen Yuan utter those words. She rapidly increases her pace, holds Shen Yuan’s chin to lock eyes while she fucks into her. Her other hand goes back to rubbing her clit in rough, messy circles, trying to keep up with the pace she’s set in her thrusts.
“Yuan-jie, I’m cumming—oh fuck, I’m cumming!”
Binghe's frantic thrusting, and the feeling of that warm liquid filling Shen Yuan sets her over the edge.
“Fu—fuck Binghe! Binghe please! Ah ah ah ah Binghe—ah fuck! Fuck!”
One final thrust, and Shen Yuan cums harder than she ever has in her life. She cums so hard, she squirts all over Binghe, soaking them both and the mattress beneath. Binghe rubs her thumb in circles over Shen Yuan clit, in an attempt to soothe her, however it only prolongs her orgasm.
She’s so lost in her release, all she feels is the pleasure and her hips thrusting up into Binghe‘s fingers. The last thing she remembers before falling asleep was Binghe muttering words into her ear, stroking her hair and hugging her to her chest.
Shen Yuan wakes up in Binghe’s arms some time later. She realizes belatedly that Binghe closed her curtains, but never closed her window; if anyone walked by on the street, they definitely heard their love making. She covers her face in embarrassment, both at the realization of the intense sex she had with her neighbor and former tutee, and the fact that others most likely heard all of her screams and moans.
She stays like that until she peeks through her fingers to look at Binghe’s sleeping face, lips slightly parted. Shen Yuan nuzzles herself back into Binghe’s arms, dozing as she waits for Binghe to wake up.
Shen Yuan feels herself growing wet quickly. Her pussy is clenching, and she’s breathing hard. Something hot and wet is stimulating her pussy, lost between believing it’s a dream and feeling her body awaken her to fully react. She fully awakens with a gasp when Binghe kisses her clit and follows it with a few licks through the slit.
“B-Binghe!”
”Mmm,” she doesn’t speak, just buries herself deeper into Shen Yuan’s pussy and slowly sinks two fingers into her at once.
“Fuck. I’ve never been woken up like that, I thought I was having a wet dream again.”
Binghe laughs into her cunt, and doubles her ministrations. She spends a lot of time sucking on Shen Yuan’s clit until it’s red and puffy, so sensitive that she squeaks every time Binghe puts her mouth back on her.
“Binghe, Binghe I’m too sensitive—ah!” She yelps as Binghe nips at her thigh.
“You can take it.”
Shen Yuan whimpers.
Binghe goes back to eating her out.
Her fingers are longer and thicker than Shen Yuan’s, and she’s never been properly eaten out before. She figures now she could live a good life if Binghe wanted to stay between her legs like this forever.
“Ah mmh Binghe, I’m close, can you—right there, yes fuck—“ Binghe quickly fingers her spot faster, rubbing inside her and sucks on her clit.
Shen Yuan gasps and cums, her orgasm catching her off guard once again. Binghe keeps rubbing her fingers into that spot, sucking on her clit and prolongs her high. Shen Yuan squirts a little, and Binghe happily lets it land on her tongue as she licks over her slit.
Shen Yuan finally relaxes, chest heaving heavily as Binghe climbs back up to hold her in her arms. Shen Yuan stays there for some time, wrapping her arms back around Binghe. She almost dozes before she realizes Binghe is still hard and hasn’t cum again.
“Let me…return the favor,” she said as she reached down to grab Binghe’s hardening dick. She sits up, almost studying as she strokes her dick to full hardness.
“It’s so big, how did that fit in me last night?”
Binghe whines and twitches in her hand at that.
“Jie please, if you say things like that I’ll—ah!”
Shen Yuan rubbed over the head with her thumb and dipped into the slit, pulling precum down along with it to rub under the head once more.
The first lick jolts Binghe, so intensely, she almost knees Shen Yuan in the face. Shen Yuan just laughs and holds her legs down with her arms, kneeling and leaning forward to get better control. Binghe controls herself, and lets her partner go to work.
Shen Yuan hollows her cheeks and sinks her lips over the head, the stretch intense and the weight of it heavy on her tongue. She slowly pulls off and attempts to sink down lower, tongue scraping across the underside.
Binghe threads her fingers into Shen Yuan’s hair; holding everything in her might not to buck into the warm wet heat of her mouth.
Shen Yuan makes up for what she can’t fit in her mouth by stroking it with her hand, fondling her balls. She sinks down about halfway but reaches her limit, feeling her gag reflex attempt to react.
“JieJie, that’s—-that feels so fucking good! God, fuck jiejie you look amazing like this—“
Those deep brown eyes lock with Binghe’s and she almost goes insane from the image in front of her.
“You were made for me Jie Jie. Made for this, made to take me in whatever way—“
The praise goes straight to Shen Yuan’s pussy, despite having cum just minutes before this. She throbs as the slick drips from her, bobbing her head faster.
She gets lower than she expected, a little further than halfway. Binghe shakes from holding herself back.
“Jie I’m close, I’m going to cum if you go any further—“
Shen Yuan pulls off with a pop, drool and precum spilling out. She kisses the head and tongues the slit as she jerks Binghe off with her hand. Binghe’s grip in her hair tightens.
“Jie–jie–oh fuck!”
Shen Yuan let’s go, edging Binghe after staving off her orgasm. Binghe’s hips chase her hand, and tears spill down her face as her dick twitches angrily.
“Jie fuck—please let me cum. I need to cum so bad, please?”
Shen Yuan almost whimpers at the wrecked begging mess Binghe has become for her.
“You’re being so good, Binghe. Will you cum for me? Will you cum for Mommy?” It rolls off her tongue as she licks up and down Binghe’s dick once again.
“Yes! Oh fuck Mommy yes—I’m cumming!”
Binghe screams and spurts cum all over Shen Yuan’s face, Shen Yuan opening her mouth to catch some on her tongue. She likes the taste more than she wants to admit. Shen Yuan continues to stroke Binghe through it as she moans and writhes underneath her. Her pussy is absolutely soaked and throbbing again. She leans back after Binghe is finally done cumming on her face.
“Thank you Jiejie, that felt so good.”
Shen Yuan squirms in her lap, shocked at how wet that made her, she almost came again just hearing Binghe call her mommy.
“Jie Im Sorry, I didn’t want to get your face dirty.”
Shen Yuan doesn’t even say anything, just breathes and Binghe spreads her legs open.
“You’re so wet, jie. Do you want to cum again?”
Shen Yuan whimpers. It’s going to be a long morning.