What to Do After Being Transported into a Mature-Themed Novel and Caught in a Storm of Passion - Chapter 151

Xue Zhixiao felt utterly drained, her body soft and powerless, and she slid slowly off the platform. The man caught her, placing her back on the surface, and spread her slender legs, resting them on his shoulders. Crouching between her legs, he muttered, “The goddess’s juices must taste great. They smell sweet and fragrant.” He pulled out the two pens, still tightly gripped by her climaxing hole, and pressed his face to her lower body, his thick lips blocking the flood of sweet juices pouring from her entrance.

Holding her inner thighs, he spread them wider, opened his large mouth, and swallowed the rapid surge of juices, his Adam’s apple bobbing with loud gulping sounds. Some juices he couldn’t swallow spilled onto his face, but he licked them greedily, even cleaning the droplets around her entrance. After drinking his fill, he felt slightly satisfied, yet he refused to let her go, seizing every moment to violate the goddess. His tongue tip slowly licked her swollen lips, sore from the pens, circling lightly and heavily, covering every inch of her tender skin. The harsh insertion had left her lips parted, revealing a small, round hole, and her passage and bud lay exposed to the air. He sucked her swollen bud into his mouth, his thick lips holding it tightly, sometimes licking the sensitive spot directly, other times tapping it lightly with his tongue, and finally biting it gently, grinding with his teeth. The fragile bud trembled, sending jolts of excited pleasure through her.

Though weak below, the man’s mouth was skilled, and Xue Zhixiao, still reeling from the pens, was now pushed to an even higher peak. Her body trembled uncontrollably, saliva dripping from her moaning mouth, wetting the loosening tape, and longer, more captivating moans escaped her throat. Hearing this, he worked harder, his tongue tip pushing into her hole, parting her lips and diving into her pulsing, juice-flowing passage. The faint bloody taste, sweet and tangy, drove him to stretch his tongue deeper, thrusting in and out to mimic intercourse, violating her hole relentlessly.

The man’s hot, slick tongue stirred inside her tight hole, soothing her roughly treated flesh while sending unique tingles straight to her heart. Xue Zhixiao forgot her shame, her legs stiffening as she twisted her hips and arched her waist, letting the tongue reach deeper. Her moans grew louder under the tongue’s assault, her passage’s walls heating up, contracting fiercely to grip the flexible tongue violating her. Her body melted, too weak to struggle, and endless pleasure blanked her mind, drowning out shame with unstoppable bodily sensation. After another intense tremor, the vile man brought her to climax again.

Savoring another feast of her juices, the man zipped up his pants and cast a reluctant glance at the panting, half-naked goddess on the platform. He left the classroom, turning back every few steps, his footsteps fading into the night.