Stephanie's Desire
Stephanie's muffled murmurs suddenly rang out in the silent night. Xiao Yi looked up at Stephanie Seymour in surprise.
Under the moonlight, her face looked pained, lips bitten tight, eyelashes quivering faintly. Her arms clutched Xiao Yi desperately, as if terrified he might slip away.
Yet her eyes remained firmly shut.
Xiao Yi had no idea if she was awake or lost in dreams.
"Stephanie... are you awake?"
He asked softly, his voice a gentle whisper.
No response.
"Stephanie... do you want me to suck on your nipple?"
Xiao Yi fought the overwhelming urge to engulf her perky nipple, swallowing hard before confirming once more.
"Mm!~~~"
A faint, breathy moan escaped her lips.
That was it—he couldn't hold back any longer. His mouth opened wide, taking her tender nipple and areola fully inside in one greedy motion.
His hands weren't idle. Hot palms glided up her smooth, sinuous waist, seizing her plump, heaving breasts.
The first touch was pure fullness—voluptuous, brimming with softness and warmth!
"Ah~~~ Ohhh~~~~"
Stephanie finally broke, the intense stimulation too much. Her lips parted from their tight clench, unleashing a raw, blissful moan. Her arms locked around Xiao Yi's neck, squeezing her massive breasts together even tighter, pressing them flush against his face.
Under his kneading grasp, her breasts shifted and molded endlessly, their silky texture sending waves of unprecedented pleasure through every finger.
Slurp~~~
As his hands worked relentlessly, Xiao Yi suckled her sensitive nipple while his tongue danced lightly over it.
A tingling, electric bliss coursed through Stephanie Seymour, leaving her utterly lost in ecstasy. The sensation of her hypersensitive bud being licked and sucked, combined with her huge tits toyed with in a man's firm hands—it ignited her long-pent-up lust, erupting in full force!
She felt a slick, numbing sensation slide across her crotch as a strand of thick, viscous fluid trickled from her private parts—it was her "honey nectar," already overflowing, slowly flowing down her long, slender thighs!
Earlier, in her drunken haze, she'd only sensed a powerful, virile body pressing down on her, hot breath mingling with hers—stirring fear and tension, yet laced with eager anticipation.
Months of aching loneliness had turned her craving for release into a raging fire.
And Xiao Yi... she felt drawn to him, even harbored a secret affection. His chiseled, muscular frame was pure temptation.
From the moment she'd laid eyes on him, an inexplicable closeness washed over her—no awkwardness, just an urge to nurture and protect.
She yearned for release. To be utterly filled by him.
To vent all the terror, isolation, rage, and emptiness of the past month in a frenzy of sex.
Let his thick cock stuff every inch of her void!
Fill her pussy to the brim, flood her womb with his seed!
I~~ want it so bad!~~~~
Stephanie Seymour screamed it silently in her mind.
Even at dinner, when she'd caught his eyes drifting to her prized chest, she'd battled the impulse to unhook her bra and offer them up for his mouth.
The instant his chest crushed against her breasts, she'd actually woken.
Hazy as she was, she knew he was unhooking her bra—and exactly what came next.
Deep down, excitement flickered. She half-hoped he'd rip away her bra and shorts, slam his cock into her aching slit.
But reason clamped down hard. Especially with him—this man who stirred such an odd, familial warmth. Guilt gnawed at her.
As if... this would shatter some sacred taboo...
So she kept pretending to sleep. Pride and that twisted shame held her back from yielding outright.
Sex with Xiao Yi felt wrong. Shameful.
But as his touch grew bolder—tongue swirling masterfully around her nipple—her body betrayed her, trembling in rapture. Her pussy clenched in spasms, an insatiable void consuming her, lust boiling over.
She craved rough handling. To be stuffed mercilessly!
Yet fear lingered. If he thrust inside... it felt like incest.
The alcohol's fog had lifted completely; if anything, it sharpened her senses, every nerve alight.
She longed to cry out in ecstasy, but shame sealed her lips. A soft, stifled hum was all she allowed, eyes squeezed shut as she savored his tongue's relentless caress.