novelraw Chapter 974 976: Oh My God! How Could It Feel This Good!
Chapter 974 976: Oh My God! How Could It Feel This Good!
Zhao Xinmei murmured as if in a dream, then tossed the blanket aside and stripped off her nightgown.She rolled off Ma Juan and lunged straight toward Chen Bin.
Chen Bin hadn't expected her to be so wild, and quickly spoke in a low voice to warn her.
"Mom, wait a minute! Xiao Juan isn't fully asleep yet. If we make too much noise, we'll definitely wake her up."
"It's fine, as long as we stay quiet, she won't notice a thing."
Zhao Xinmei didn't care at all. She threw the blanket aside, spread her legs, and sat right down on top of Chen Bin.
Her delicate hands gripped his dragon, and after lining it up with the valley, she sank slowly onto him.
"Mmm~ Hiss… Ha!"
Feeling his dragon wrapped in her warm, slick wetness, Chen Bin couldn't help but suck in a breath.
With the air so tense and thrilling, he couldn't spare a thought for Ma Juan anymore.
He poured all of his attention into the rush of this forbidden pleasure.
Every inch his dragon sunk deeper brought waves of sharp, exquisite bliss.
Ma Juan seemed to sense Chen Bin's excitement and snuggled closer to his chest.
Her two full, firm White Jade Peaks pressed tightly into his chest and armpit.
The stiff Buds poked against Chen Bin, and as his body gently rocked, her Buds rubbed up and down against him.
The tingling pleasure shot through them, so delicious it was almost unbearable.
"Oh god! Why does it feel so good! Good boy, mom… mama's almost there, ah!!"
Zhao Xinmei tossed her head back, moaning deep in her throat.
Her graceful body arched, her hands pressing down on Chen Bin's ankles.
She tried to gain momentum, making it easier for her body to work his dragon in and out.
Honestly, Zhao Xinmei didn't like moves this athletic.
But with Ma Juan lying in Chen Bin's arms, she had to improvise.
Juices trickled down his dragon, drenching Chen Bin's hips in slippery heat where their bodies connected.
Each time her round ass smacked his hips, sticky rivers stretched out into glittering threads.
Like broken lotus roots holding onto strings, shining silver-vulgar in the moonlight.
"Pa! Pa! Pa..."
The sound of bodies slapping echoed again and again, mingled with their panting breaths.
As the pleasure grew fierce, self-restraint vanished between them.
Zhao Xinmei seemed dissatisfied with just shallow thrusts. Her legs tensed and she rose up a bit, then slammed herself back down hard.
"Pa!"
That sharp smack sounded clear as the dragon's head slammed deep into her flower's core.
Chen Bin felt his dragon engulfed by something so moist and soft, the pleasure devouring his bones and nearly forcing a filthy yell from his throat.
In that hot, wild atmosphere, both of them were lost in the frenzy.
But unfortunately Zhao Xinmei hardly ever did anything physical in daily life; she soon became out of breath.
Her pace slowed noticeably, and she struggled to stay steady on her feet.
"Ah! Ah-ha~ It's coming, it's coming! Fuck me, fuck me in front of your wife! So good, I… mm!!"
Just as Zhao Xinmei hit her limit, her body began trembling violently.
She quickly clamped a hand over her own mouth, as if trying to stifle the filthy cries threatening to burst out.
Finally, as her plump, snowy ass dropped once more, torrents of scorching, burning juices exploded out.
Chen Bin couldn't dodge at all; his hips were slicked wet in an instant.
After climaxing, Zhao Xinmei seemed to lose every ounce of strength.
She slumped limply next to Chen Bin, her chest's White Jade Peaks rising and falling with heavy breaths.
But after a short rest, she still felt unsatisfied.
She parted her lips and started sucking softly at Chen Bin's chest.
For Chen Bin, he'd just gotten into the rhythm when Zhao Xinmei went spraying all over.
This feeling was like scratching an itch through a boot—frustrating as hell.
Watching her, still unsated and wanting more, he couldn't hold back the hunger burning in his chest.
He drew in a deep breath, trying to steady his voice.
He gently shook Ma Juan. "Wife, are you asleep? Wife..."
No reply came. Only then did Chen Bin grit his teeth against the fire in his blood and slowly push Ma Juan away.
He was too impatient; the moment he slipped his hand out, Ma Juan's agitated voice rang out.
"Honey... Stop bothering me, I'm honestly so tired..."
Chen Bin startled, his whole body jolted, and he locked his gaze onto her face.
Unable to see Ma Juan's expression clearly, he held his breath and did his best to sound gentle.
"My arm's just a bit numb, wanted to move it out... You... you're probably asleep, right?"
Ma Juan didn't answer, just let out a faint, sleepy whimper and turned her delicate body away.
Seeing she didn't notice anything, Chen Bin let out a long, relieved breath.
But just then, he felt his dragon swallowed again.
The soft, tight suction was ecstasy, electrifying every nerve.
Afraid he'd moan out loud from the pleasure, he quickly inhaled, filling his lungs.
Their burning bodies entwined tightly, turning the atmosphere in bed feverishly steamy.
Especially Zhao Xinmei's massive, round White Jade Peaks, rubbing up and down Chen Bin's thighs, driving him half insane with lust.
"Mom, you started this. If I don't fuck you senseless tonight, I don't deserve to be your son!"
A low growl ripped from Chen Bin's throat as he flipped Zhao Xinmei beneath him.
Just as he poised the dragon to thrust into her Yougu, Ma Juan's sleepy murmur sounded again.
"Hubby, where's... where's mom?"
Chen Bin froze, every muscle locking up, and hurried to lie down next to Ma Juan.
He answered, a little shaky, "She... she just went back, I think."
The nerves had his heart racing, cold sweat pearling on his forehead.
No doubt about it—this kind of risky affair was too much for most people.
Even a man like Chen Bin, hardened by twenty years in the bureaucracy, was scared shitless; much less anyone else.
But what he never expected was Zhao Xinmei swallowing his dragon again right at this moment.
She didn't care whether Ma Juan was awake or not, just kept sucking greedily.
The mad, mindless frenzy made Chen Bin panic, frantic inside.
He had to be ready for Ma Juan at any second, while also enduring Xinmei's teasing mouth.
The feeling was enough to twist him up completely.
Ma Juan shifted her soft body playfully and spoke in a bratty voice.
"She probably isn't used to sleeping with both of us. Honey... I just want you to hold me."
"Ahem... okay,"
Chen Bin replied awkwardly, biting back the pleasure between his legs, and gently wrapped an arm around Ma Juan's slender waist.
He'd thought sneaking around would be pure bliss, but now realized it was a sweet torment too.
Dealing with two women at once was starting to overwhelm him.
Zhao Xinmei's mouth grew even more forceful, and the wicked flames inside Chen Bin had nowhere to escape, so he grabbed Ma Juan's White Jade Peaks hard.
"Mmm~ Honey, take it easy, you're hurting me,"
Her words jolted Chen Bin awake.
He eased up, his hands gentler, kneading her breasts softer and slower.
But his other hand slipped beneath the covers, pressing down on Zhao Xinmei's head, trying to drive his dragon deeper down her throat.
Then Ma Juan squirmed against Chen Bin, her voice humming with desire.
"Honey, since mom's gone... why don't we keep going? It still feels so itchy down there..."