Liu Yan's Honey Hole
After blowing his load, Ma Jun gazed worriedly at Liu Yan, still deep in slumber on the bed. He feared his earlier movements might have woken her. Seeing her utterly motionless, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He grabbed some tissues from nearby, wiped the cum off his cock, then cleaned the sticky mess from her feet. Remembering how he'd hoisted her legs and shot his seed right between her thighs, he panicked—if she noticed later, he'd be in deep shit. Hesitating, he slowly lifted the blanket covering her, intent on wiping her clean.
Ma Jun gently peeled the blanket back to her waist, revealing her two snow-white thighs. He could just make out the lace panties barely concealing her plump, tender pussy. Carefully parting her full, round legs, he dabbed at the cum with tissue, stealing glances at that mesmerizing spot with the corner of his eye.
Liu Yan wore a sexy black thong, now soaked through with her juices, failing to hide her alluring peach blossom. In the glow of the bedside lamp, Ma Jun saw her thick labia majora parted slightly like petals, radiating fatal temptation. They glistened with her slick nectar.
Though Ma Jun had already fucked several mature women's cunts, the sight of Liu Yan's delicate slit still sent uncontrollable thrills through him. His hands trembled. This was the paradise he'd dreamed of, mere inches from his cock—and she was asleep. If he wanted, he could taste her sweet pussy right now.
Ma Jun swallowed hard, the fire in his chest roaring hotter. His cock, softened post-orgasm, stirred again as blood rushed south. Seeing her motionless, truly out cold, he boldly leaned in. His face hovered just inches from her meaty, plump cunt, and a thick, intoxicating scent hit his nose—one utterly different from any other woman.
Ma Jun had licked Li Wen and Zhang Li's pussies before. Back then, the thrill of it overshadowed any smell. But Liu Yan was different. Even her crotch exuded a dizzying fragrance, like the blooming flowers in the school garden come spring. It stirred his loins, amplified by the warm, moist heat wafting up—pure criminal temptation. His cock surged to full hardness, standing rigid.
He couldn't hold back. His breathing quickened. All he had to do was spread her thighs and slide forward to bury himself in that pussy countless men obsessed over. Sure, she'd always denied him access before, but women were all talk. Even a slut like Li Wen had warmed to him after his massive cock stretched her. And Zhang Li? She'd flooded with juices before accepting his ravishing.
Their breakthrough had stalled because he'd been too timid, too afraid to force it. If he made this lonely woman cum hard, she might just yield half-heartedly.
Ma Jun leaned closer, inspecting her plump pussy. Her mound was fat and tender, crowned with glossy black pubes matted wet with arousal. Her cute clit stood erect; her big, thick labia glowed a vivid pink—nothing like Zhang Li's darker, mature folds. Any man would crave slamming his dick into this tempting housewife's fat cunt and pounding away.
His hot breath hit her labia, and they quivered as if sensing male pheromones, oozing clear fluid and a fresh wave of musky scent. Ma Jun lost it. He dove in, kissing her meaty lips, tongue flicking her tiny clit.
Liu Yan was just recovering from her climax, thinking Ma Jun would finally settle. But he hadn't left—he climbed back onto the bed. Tension gripped her. What the hell is he doing? He already came—why isn't he leaving? Then a soft, nimble thing latched onto her most sensitive lips. She jolted, nearly crying out. Ma Jun was licking her pussy.
Liu Yan wasn't a germaphobe, but she was meticulous about hygiene—showering nightly, changing panties daily. Even with her husband Xu Zhipeng, she'd rarely touched his cock or let him play with her slit; it felt unclean. But Ma Jun had changed her. First handjobs, then letting him cum on her body.
She didn't resist him mentally anymore. Still, his tongue on her most private spot threw her into chaos. Reason screamed to stop him, but electric pleasure from his licks sapped her strength. Her pussy wept more nectar, mind blanking under the soul-melting bliss. And this was just his tongue—if his cock touched her, could she resist?
Ma Jun slurped greedily at her plump labia, crystal-clear juices flowing nonstop, coating his mouth, nose, and face in sticky slick. He was in heaven, lapping her lips while sucking the sweet flood. No nectar's purity, but tastier than any drink he'd had.
Her womanly aroma—perfume mixed with pussy juice—wafted intoxicatingly. Not the flowery dream he'd imagined, but it hit hard. He sniffed deeply at her plump entrance like a starving dog, tongue gliding over her springy labia.
He smacked his lips noisily, suckling like a babe at the teat. His nose nudged her clit, rubbing the tender nub side to side. His hands gripped her firm white ass, kneading the cool, slick flesh—tight and bouncy, unlike Zhang Li's softer cheeks. Only Li Wen's butterfly butt could rival it.
Rubbing her ass, Ma Jun pictured Gao Hongmei's massive globes. Whose was bouncier? No chance to compare, but imagining Li Wen, Zhang Li, Cao Meng, and Liu Yan naked on all fours, asses up for his pleasure... his excitement spiked.
He'd fucked all four, but they didn't know about each other—except Liu Yan and Zhang Li. Someday, a true harem: those two serving him together. Zhang Li's busty milf curves or Liu Yan's perfect hourglass—irresistible. Who'd guess a 15-year-old owned their forbidden bodies?
Liu Yan was treasure incarnate: F-cup tits, shapely thighs, dainty feet, plump pussy, firm ass—all lethal allure. Only he could touch it. He felt like the luckiest man alive, pitying her for clinging to fidelity. Her pervert husband left her lonely—fate sent him to comfort her.
No man had ever devoured her pussy like this—not even Xu Zhipeng. Pent-up lust erupted in gushes of juice down her thighs. Ma Jun sucked greedily, but it overwhelmed like a fountain drenching his face. He didn't care, tongue swirling inside. Thanks to Li Wen's lessons and practice on Zhang Li, he knew a woman's hotspots, making her squirt faster than his cock ever could.
Under his frenzy, Liu Yan surrendered. His tongue tormented her core; hands clutched the blanket as moans escaped—wanton, like AV stars he'd spied at Huang Guoxin's.
Ma Jun froze at the sound, pulling back in panic. He'd gotten carried away—surely waking her. Shit, she'll kick me out furious. Past advances had failed; he'd blown this rare chance with greed.
But she didn't sit up or scold. Eyes closed, she lay still. Joy bloomed—he had her tacit approval. Huge progress: first tongue, next cock.
"Cousin, you're too beautiful."
Ma Jun murmured, eyeing the tempting hole between her thighs. His rock-hard cock ached to plunge in, but he held back. Burying his face again, he licked voraciously, fingers gliding over her slick ass. Tonguing deeper, he sucked her thick walls, nipping tender lips. Liu Yan writhed in ecstasy, legs clamping tight, decorum gone as she shrieked.
"Ah... ah... ah..."
Never had pleasure hit like this—sinking into ocean depths, floating weightless in space. Hot floods gushed from her pussy. For the first time, she climaxed on a man's tongue.