Do Not Feed Recklessly - Chapter 4. Part 7
“Try squirming again.”
“……what?”
“Your p*ssy twitched every time you moved. It turned me on.”
“Crazy…….”
When Jia didn’t respond, Ethan, who hadn’t seen it coming, squeezed her erect cl*t with his fingertips.
“Want me to make you squirm again?”
“Do you …… realize you’re such a f*cking crazy pervert right now?”
Her eyes rolled back in her head. She hadn’t expected Ethan to behave this way, but what was happening? Was she dizzy from the alcohol, dizzy from the situation, or both?
The look on Ethan’s face, where he seemed to enjoy the situation in contrast to her embarrassed blush, made her feel even more patronized.
“But I’m surprised.”
“What?”
“I thought it would be ugly, Jia, but you have a nice hole.”
Ethan spat out the words with a sickly laugh, and Jia’s stunned expression quickly shifted. It was bad enough being dominated by Ethan, but now this?
‘Ugly?’
“Nice hole. I thought you were only good at flipping me off, but it turns out you’re pretty good with your fingers, too”.
“Oh, you’re only good at masturbating too and your d*ck is useless, my fingers could feel the same as your d*ck”.
“What? Do you think my d*ck gives the same pleasure as your fingers? What sense does that make?”
“Well, the size and shape seem perfect… but I’m not sure if such a beautiful d*ck will taste so good.”
Jia said, even more excited by Ethan’s immediate reaction.
“What?”
“No, you’re right, it should taste a bit masculine. But a pink d*ck? Pink? Haha I think is just as soft as a marshmallow”.
Jia finally felt a wave of relief wash over her, easing the sting of defeat and bruised pride that had been suffocating her.
Smiling with satisfaction, she pretended to be confident, puffing out her chest to appear more assertive.
The truth didn’t matter anymore, her only focus was to wipe the relaxed look from Ethan’s face. Shocked by her unexpected move, Ethan was left speechless, his mouth moving silently like a fool.
‘Serves you right’
Jia thought, unable to hide her triumphant expression. Seeing her openly laughing, Ethan continued to laugh awkwardly, clearly unsure of how to react.
“Is that how it is?”
“I’m just stating the facts,” Jia replied with a smirk.
“Oh, really?” he shot back, raising an eyebrow.
Jia had laughed at Ethan’s twisted expression, but the amus*ment quickly faded. Her contorted face shifted in an instant, and she could no longer find the words to respond.
“Then I’ll let you taste it, my d*ck is f*cking delicious.
It happened suddenly. The lump of flesh that had risen from thin air was gone from Jia’s sight in the blink of an eye.
It wasn’t until something hard and hot pressed against the sensitive area between her legs that she fully understood what was happening.
“Hey, hey!” Jia exclaimed.
“Why? I thought you said it wasn’t as useful as you expected. I’ll make it useful.”
Ethan’s face relaxed, victorious once again. He smiled darkly as he took the shaft of his c*ck and slowly rubbed the head between her p*ssy lips. Jia’s body responded strongly as the heated flesh flicked over her cl*t.
“Ugh, you idiot…”
It was bad enough that Ethan had kissed her, but now he was rubbing up against her. Even though the situation was right in front of her, it didn’t seem real to Jia.
Ethan rubbed against the soft flesh, moving lewdly as if to penetrate her, the tip of his p*nis slowly sliding between her v*gina and cl*t with impure intent. She felt like she was going to melt as the hard column of flesh pressed against her pristine v*gina.
“Ahh…”
Jia wanted to push him away, tell him to get out of there, but her body was too weak from the tingling pleasure.
Jia’s little moans escaped her, and Ethan rubbed his c*ck more insistently over the bulging cl*t, the delicate flesh growing redder and redder with each stroke. Her v*ginal opening throbbed and dripped clear water.
“What do you think, is it good?”
Ethan asked, watching her v*gina get wetter and wetter with every stroke of his c*ck.
“What are you saying? Ugh, there’s no difference between this and doing it by hand…”
Gathering what was left of her pride, Jia replied as casually as she could. Although her cheeks were already flushed red, she refused to admit it.
“Oh, really?”
Ethan smiled as he watched Jia squirm and moan. For a moment, there was a hint of danger in that smile.
“Ugh, hah!”
The head of his manly c*ck thrust hard through the rust-soaked entrance.
“There’s definitely a big difference when it comes to actually inserting it.”
“Ugh, are you serious… are you really going to do that?”
“Should I just fake it then?”
Ethan said as he thrust through her tightly closed v*ginal hole, adding more and more of his lower body. The big shaft pierced the pristine flesh without a warning.
“Ugh, ugh…”
For the first time, it didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would. She was wet, and as if she had been waiting for him, she swallowed him whole and s*cked him in. It was tighter than she expected and Ethan’s forehead wrinkled into a fine line.
“Hey, relax. My d*ck’s going to break.”
“Whether it breaks or not… … Now’s a good time to get off.”
Jia pressed harder against her c*nt hole to see if he was serious. Ethan bit his lower lip and m*aned slowly as the sticky inside chewed harder on his shaft.
“You acted like it was delicious, but it wasn’t.”
This time Ethan’s eyebrows arched.
“Ahh” Jia let out a soft moan.
“Oh yes, it’s delicious. I’m sure you wouldn’t be moaning with pleasure if it wasn’t delicious. Jia, you’ve been a crybaby since you were a little girl, that’s why your p*ssy cries so damn well”.