Chapter 65: Forcing Chu Ning (Part 2)
Chapter 65: Forcing Chu Ning (Part 2)
Teacher Chu Ning’s lips curled into a slight smirk. "I said my husband and I have reconciled, and his impotence is cured. Do you still not understand?"
My mind went blank instantly. I subconsciously let go of her hand and sat beside her, looking utterly despondent.
My head was ringing like a struck bell. After a long silence, I managed to force out a question. "Then what were we? What were all those sweet things you said to me?"
Chu Ning straightened her disheveled dress and let out another soft, cold laugh. "Call it my insatiable lust, call it me seducing a student, call me a slut—are you satisfied now?"
"You... you..."
I was speechless, my mind a chaotic mess.
Chu Ning moved to get up from the sofa, but I snapped back to reality and grabbed her wrist. "You're lying," I said coldly. "This morning in the breakfast room, you were clearly lying on purpose. Your husband's reaction was different, too."
Chu Ning shook off my hand. "Believe whatever you want."
I couldn't take it anymore. I pinned her down beneath me again, my eyes bloodshot. I gritted my teeth and demanded, "Did the two of you do it or not?"
Chu Ning looked startled, as if frightened by my appearance. She stared into my bloodshot eyes, then calmly looked away, her voice cold. "I don't know!"
"I'll give you 'I don't know'!"
Unable to contain the rage in my heart, I grabbed her A-line skirt and tore it to shreds. Aside from a pair of ice silk panties, her entire lower body was left stark naked.
Chu Ning’s face was a mask of shame and fury. "Lin Yuan, what are you doing?"
I grabbed the panties over her delicate hips and ripped them into rags, leaving that fair, fertile valley completely exposed to the air.
"What am I doing? I'm doing you!"
Chu Ning’s long, snow-white legs—still clad in her CL stilettos—clamped shut tightly. "Are you insane?!" she cried out.
Staring at those two soft, succulent labia—pink as pollen, white as snow, plump yet beautiful—pressed tightly together into a narrow slit, the thought that such a beautiful pussy might have been possessed by someone else made me lose my mind completely. "I am insane!"
I braced my hands against her fair thighs. Ignoring the fact that she had just reached an orgasm and suffered a bout of incontinence, I licked the wet, fleshy slit with force. The musky scent rushed straight to my head.
"Ah~"
Chu Ning’s delicate body shuddered. Her hips lifted slightly, and her legs instinctively clamped around my head.
My breathing was heavy as I lifted my head from between her legs. I unbuckled my school uniform belt, revealing my turgid, raging cock. I aimed it at her opening, the head of my member pushing apart the two plump labia, and thrust it all the way in with a violent surge.
"Ah~!"
The sudden intrusion made Chu Ning scream. Then, she began to hiss, drawing in cold air. Satisfaction, pain, and pleasure flooded her all at once; her expression was a mix of agony and bliss.
Feeling the suction and the way her walls wrapped around my cock—I could even feel the moisture and the folds of her flesh clinging to every inch of me—my brow finally smoothed out.
If Chu Ning hadn't just climaxed, filling her vagina with slippery pussy juice, that reckless thrust would have been painful for me too.
Looking at the half-naked beauty beneath me, her expression one of unbearable tension, I gripped her waist and began to fuck her with mindless, brute force.
Slap, slap, slap—
I showed no mercy, my movements wide and powerful. I didn't care if Teacher Chu Ning could handle it; my thick cock plunged in and out of her pussy repeatedly.
"You—you—ah—ahhh—you bastard!"
Teacher Chu Ning bit her lip hard, her delicate hands gripping my arms as I held her waist. She moaned and cursed at the same time.
Without any foreplay, my violent thrusting was almost too much for her to bear. As my cock hammered in and out, her wet, beautiful labia flipped back and forth amidst the squelching sound of churning juices. Chu Ning’s moans grew louder and more frequent, her seductive red lips gradually shifting from half-moans and half-curses to nothing but pure, helpless moaning.
"Did you do it with him or not?!"
My arms stung from her grip. I swung my hips desperately, unable to stop myself from asking again.
If I didn't get an answer from her own lips, I would never be satisfied!
Chu Ning gritted her teeth, her face covered in fine sweat. Her snow-white body bounced up and down from the force of my impact. "No—ah—I—I don't—I don't know!"
"You—!"
Fury flared in my heart. I flipped her over, forcing her to face the sofa with her beautiful ass hiked high in the air.
"Get off me!"
The doggy style position, which might usually be romantic, felt humiliating in this moment.
Chu Ning refused to cooperate. Her body writhed and her waist swayed, trying to spit out the cock buried deep inside her.
Smack!
I didn't hold back. I raised my palm and delivered a stinging slap to her buttock. A bright red handprint immediately appeared on the snow-white flesh.
"You... bastard!"
Chu Ning cried out in pain. Perhaps that solid slap really did hurt; tears began to well in her beautiful eyes.
I pressed her again. "Are you going to tell me?"
"I'll tell your mother!"
Smack, smack, smack!
"You dare curse my mom? Don't you know she's your future mother-in-law?!"
The sound of hips crashing together mingled with the sound of slaps. The rhythmic thwack-thwack was incessant.
Before long, Chu Ning’s thick, full buttocks were flushed red, covered in my handprints.
With every thrust of my hips, Chu Ning’s calves, still kneeling on the sofa, shook uncontrollably, her slender heels tracing seductive arcs in the air.
The storm-like thrusting continued for about twenty minutes. Chu Ning had lost count of how many times she had peaked. Her pussy was slick and drenched, spring water flowing continuously, leaving stains of pussy juice all over her fair thighs.
Yet, she still gritted her teeth, fighting me to the end.
Seeing this, I gradually slowed my thrusts. I deliberately kept my cock buried deep inside her pussy, unmoving, using the head to grind against her flower heart.
"Mmm~"
This tactic was effective. Before long, soft whimpers escaped her nose and mouth.
I held her snowy ass, swaying my body slightly, letting my cock and her vaginal walls rub against each other in a tangled friction.
"Ngh~"
Another low moan. Chu Ning was becoming restless, her waist and hips trembling slightly.
After a long while, Chu Ning suddenly looked back. Her gorgeous face was flushed with the heat of passion, her eyes watery and shimmering as she stared at me. She snapped coldly, "If you're not going to do it, pull it out."
"Hmph."
I let out a soft snort. My cock twitched inside her, tapping against her flower heart over and over. The sensation of pleasure without release made her expression twist slightly.
I asked mockingly, "Pull it out so someone else can slide in?"
"You bastard! Get away from me!"
Chu Ning flared up in anger, turning to push at my chest.
I quickly pulled her waist tight against me, twisting my hips so the head of my cock tormented her flower heart.
"Ah!"
As her flower heart was ground down, Chu Ning let out a sharp cry. A stream of heat flowed down our pressed thighs.
Her pussy was filled by my cock, yet it still felt itchy, empty, and unsatisfied, driving her to the brink of madness.
Soon, I noticed the beautiful woman beneath me had begun to actively sway her hips. She was quietly swallowing and milking my cock with her pussy, though the movements were so slight they were almost imperceptible.
I chuckled at the sight. I pressed my lower abdomen firmly against her ass and held her waist tight so she couldn't move.
Chu Ning’s body stiffened. She clearly knew I had caught her.
I didn't say a word. I just kept the head of my cock pressed against her flower heart, continuing the torture.
To be honest, I wasn't having it easy either. Buried deep within that honeyed chamber, my cock was being squeezed by layers of tender flesh. The sensation was indescribably pleasurable; I felt like I could blow my load at any second.
I leaned over her back and whispered in a humiliating tone, "Is your slutty cunt swollen and itchy? Do you really want me to fuck you that badly? Is Cao Yun as big as me? Can he reach this deep?"
Chu Ning’s eyes filled with tears. Her face was like ice, and as a tear slid down, she looked like a dew-covered petal—pure, beautiful, and pitiable.
She stopped struggling. She let me hold her snowy hips, remaining perfectly still. After a long time, she spoke in a soft, sobbing voice, as if recounting something trivial:
"Lin Yuan, we're finished."