Toon Chapter 18

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The cool night wind swept through the mountains. Wangcai was lying by the wall, eyes closed, sleeping. From the tiled house came intermittent sounds—sticky, lustful, or pleading. The black dog opened its eyes, got up, and burrowed into its kennel, burying its head under its belly.

Inside the house, it was another scene of sweat-drenched, sensual pleasure. Liansheng was still wearing his creamy white pajamas on his upper body, but completely naked below, lying in the man’s arms with his legs spread, revealing his tender, soft, red slit. The pajamas he wore were unbuttoned at the top two buttons, and with the man’s movements, two snow-white, small breasts could be vaguely seen swaying slightly, like freshly ground soft tofu.

The man was also naked, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, his purplish-red cock held high. One hand gripped Liansheng’s leg, while the other used two fingers to ceaselessly move in and out of that tender hole. The speed was fast and the force was great. The fingers pounded the sensitive spot inside the flesh, and lust fluid flowed straight down his palm to his forearm.

Soon, Liansheng began to tremble all over, letting out a cat-like whimper from his throat. He twisted his body, and just as his two legs were about to close, they were forced apart by a strong arm. With a slap, the man’s palm lightly smacked his tender slit. The momentary pain struck the tip of his bud, and a large gush of fluid surged out of his hole, accompanied by a release from the man’s cock.

Liansheng cried out, the spot that had been slapped feeling both painful and numb. He hadn’t expected the man to hit him there. Pouting and spraying fluid, he angrily reached up and grabbed the man’s hair. His hole was still opening and closing. The man reinserted his fingers, stemming some of the fluid, feeling the wet, soft flesh sucking on his fingers.

Tears streaming down his face, he bit the man’s arm, leaving a wet tooth mark.

After spraying, the small slit was rosy red, with glistening droplets of fluid hanging on it. Liansheng shivered all over, humming in his throat, his beautiful eyes glaring resentfully at Zhou Lingchun’s seemingly smiling face.

“Hmph, you’re truly inhuman,” he cursed.

Zhou Lingchun pinched his chin and lowered his head to kiss his mouth. “Isn’t this what you asked for?”

That was right. It was true. Liansheng had been throwing tantrums in bed these past few days, complaining that Zhou Lingchun’s thing was too big and too hard, that it hurt when he first took it in, and that his strength was too great, pinching his flesh painfully.

When he wanted it, he was proactive, but when he didn’t, he would wrap himself in the quilt like a caterpillar, insisting on wearing Zhou Lingchun down for half an hour.

It wasn’t like this before. Even if he got tired midway, his body was still enthusiastic, his legs spread and his toes hooked around the man’s waist, completely enchanting him. They would finish happily, and lying in bed afterward felt incredibly satisfying.

Today, Liansheng had promised during the day that if Zhou Lingchun let him ride him like a horse, he would return the favor tonight. But when night came, and the man pressed him to his knees on the bed, his round butt dodged left and right. His hole rubbed and sucked on the plum-sized glans, claiming that this was comfortable. Later, he somehow asked the man to use his hand, saying fingers were smaller and wouldn’t stretch him uncomfortably.

Zhou Lingchun’s face darkened as his hand worked, acting as a dildo. He thought about how many times this had happened—frequent broken promises. He couldn’t bear to truly hit him, but in the end, he couldn’t resist slapping that tender slit to teach Liansheng a lesson.

But that spot was so delicate; it could withstand the licking of a tongue but not a hint of pain. Moreover, the man’s hands, accustomed to hard work, were rough. Just one slap made him spray fluid.

Although Liansheng had sprayed once, the blow had only intensified his craving. He took the man’s large hand and rubbed it against his mound, making the mons Veneris red and flushed. He couldn’t understand what was happening to his body; he only felt empty and wanted to hold something down there. So, his delicate, weak hands pressed against the man’s chest, saying, “Lie down quickly, lie down!”

Under the lamplight, Liansheng’s entire body was coated in a sheen.

Zhou Lingchun resisted: “If you’re uncomfortable, open your legs yourself. What good will you do yourself?”

Liansheng slapped his muscle: “Hurry up and lie down so I can eat it!”

Zhou Lingchun half-closed his eyes and leaned back. Liansheng immediately flipped over and straddled the man’s strong, powerful thighs. His two tender white hands gripped the large object and stroked it a few times. The scene was truly sensual; the man watched, and his cock twitched twice.

Liansheng remembered something, reached out, and untied the hair tie, wrapping it twice around the base of the man’s shaft, tightening it firmly. He extended a finger to touch the twitching meatus on the glans, then suddenly, with mock seriousness, slapped the glans and said, “Hmph, that’s to punish you for hitting me just now. I’m going to move myself later… you are not allowed to move! And I’m punishing you by not letting you come inside tonight!”

His beautiful face was extremely close to the thick cock. From the man’s angle, it looked as if Liansheng was about to lower his head and take it into his mouth. Zhou Lingchun’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. He endured the sensation of being tightly constricted, enjoying the spectacle before him.

Liansheng’s upper pajamas had long since fallen open, exposing half of his shoulder, and one of his tits was revealed, his soft black hair draped around him. His upper body looked innocent yet seductive, but his lower body was wanton and lustful. Sitting on the man’s thigh, he held the big cock straight up against his belly, then was surprised to find the tip reached above his navel! And his own was less than half the size of Zhou Lingchun’s.

“Sheng-sheng,” Zhou Lingchun touched his face, urging, “Can you hurry up?”

Liansheng squatted down again, gripping the cock and aiming it at the hole beneath him. With so much fluid and a tight slit, the glans slipped several times before he could barely swallow a bit. He complained, “Can’t it get smaller? I can’t even take it all in.”

Zhou Lingchun was truly about to be worn out by Liansheng. His cock was so constricted it was turning dark. He exhaled and pressed down on Liansheng’s shoulders, but Liansheng cried out that he was scared.

They had been intimate so many times, yet he still acted like this.

Zhou Lingchun coaxed him, sweat dripping from his temples: “It won’t hurt. You used to say it felt good. Why are you getting so delicate now?”

In the end, Liansheng knelt on the bed, spread his slit open, and let Zhou Lingchun thrust himself in. The cock was swallowed section by section by that small opening. Lust fluid continuously flowed out from the junction, soaking the entire shaft, until it was completely consumed, leaving only the root, constricted by the hair tie, exposed outside. Both of them sighed in relief, feeling comfortable.

Liansheng then moved like he was riding a horse, supporting himself with his hands on the bed, leaning back, and twisting his slender, graceful waist. The flesh of his slit slowly sucked on the cock, gradually satisfying his craving.

After only a dozen thrusts, he went completely soft. Just as he was about to rest, the man suddenly gripped the soft flesh of his buttocks and began to thrust with the speed of a sudden storm.

“Ah ah… who, who told… ah ha you, to move…!”

Broken sounds spilled from Liansheng’s lips. He was slammed up and down. The soft flesh of his thighs slapped against the man’s hips, making smacking sounds. This intensity and speed were what they usually used. At first, Liansheng couldn’t bear it, but soon he was gasping with pleasure, his pores opening, releasing hot, moist air.

“Slower… slower, you’re really going to fuck me to death.”

“Ah, it feels so good…”

Zhou Lingchun thrust like a sudden storm. Because it was bound, his cock grew harder and harder, the semen he wanted to release trapped in his sac. He was covered in sweat. He wiped his forehead, and in an instant, like a hungry wolf pouncing on prey, he pushed Liansheng down onto the quilt. Their positions reversed. He knelt on the bed, pulling Liansheng’s thighs up. Liansheng’s hot, red slit was raised, and the rough cock plunged straight in, almost from above.

The bed legs groaned under the strain.

“Husband… good husband, I’m going to die…”

“Why aren’t you coming yet…”

He never imagined that he would endure such a massive pounding because of his own actions. Tears hung on Liansheng’s cheeks. He stretched out his arms, asking Zhou Lingchun to hold him. “Husband, please stop for a moment, I’m going to be broken.”

“Wuu, my bottom is going to be fucked raw…”

The man’s eyes were red. He paused, panting. Muscles coiled on his broad back. He supported Liansheng’s spine with his arm and picked him up, lowering his head to suck on the tits that had been tempting him for so long. Liansheng arched his chest, pushing the small, ungraspable breasts into the man’s mouth, afraid Zhou Lingchun would start moving again. But the man was still hard. Liansheng remembered something and reached down to feel their joined bodies, tugging at the hair tie, pleading urgently, “Take it off quickly, husband, just come inside me.”

Zhou Lingchun said, “Didn’t you say I wasn’t allowed to come?”

Liansheng’s face crumpled. “I want you to come, I want you to come! I want to eat husband’s stuff, please… just shoot it all into me, shoot it into my hole.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a slap that sent ripples through his buttock flesh. Liansheng’s slit clenched tightly from the impact, letting out a whimper of submission. Zhou Lingchun finished the slap, cursed, “So wanton,” and grabbed his waist, pulling out. The slit flesh was so tight that the withdrawal made a popping sound, and the trapped fluid flowed out. He grabbed Liansheng’s hand and made him untie the hair tie himself.

Then, he thrust back in again, plunging dozens of times, feeding all the long-accumulated thick essence into him. Liansheng obediently spread his legs and received it, his belly swelling slightly.

“Wuu, that’s too much,” Liansheng trembled.

After coming, the man didn’t pull out, blocking the entrance just like that. Both of them were satisfied. They embraced each other, collapsing onto the bed and kissing.