Chapter 20: Are You a Lesbian?
The night, like black satin, enveloped the entire city. Wisps of fragrance from the scented candle diffused through the air in the master bedroom.
With a slight “crackle,” the candle wick burned. On any other day, this subtle sound would have been noticed by Chu Wantang, but tonight, no one would pay attention to its small movements. As if in a fit of pique, it outlined the ambiguous shadows of the two people on the wall.
At this moment, Chu Wantang’s ears were filled with Huai Xing’s low moans and gasps.
She arched her back, her eyes lowered, carefully observing the reaction of the person beneath her.
It was even richer and more beautiful than the images she had recently imagined, making one want to keep watching.
Huai Xing’s eyes were half-closed, her lips slightly parted, unable to close.
Chu Wantang’s gradual downward touch made her feel as if she had fallen into the deep sea, somewhat deprived of oxygen.
Her hands clung to Chu Wantang’s shoulders. Facing the unknown, her eyes held a hint of pleading.
But it was to no avail.
Chu Wantang used her left hand to smooth the hair by her ear, then leaned over to peck her ear and whispered, “It hasn’t even officially started yet.”
The end of her words lifted slightly. “Have you never tried it yourself before?”
Huai Xing turned her head to the side, her ears flushed red, her voice light and airy. “…I didn’t succeed.”
A long time ago, she had tried it herself, but she hadn’t gotten the hang of it. After a whole lot of effort, she had only managed to tire herself out without any specific feeling.
Since then, she had held a skeptical attitude towards the exaggerated descriptions of those people online.
And now, just as Chu Wantang had said, it had only just begun.
But she could already confirm that the netizens’ descriptions were not exaggerated.
Hearing her answer, Chu Wantang was stunned for half a second, then turned her face to look at herself.
Their eyes met. Chu Wantang couldn’t help but laugh, her eyes curving.
Huai Xing didn’t dare to look at her eyes, so she simply closed them. She leaned over and bit Huai Xing’s lip, coaxing, “It’s okay, Xingxing. Trust me.”
Because Su Cheng and Wen Shiwei called Huai Xing that, she didn’t want to follow suit. Now, this was the first time she had called her by this name.
It turned out not to be so difficult to say. It was really cute.
She ground her lips against Huai Xing’s and then traced the lines with the tip of her tongue.
Huai Xing assumed she wanted to kiss and took the initiative to extend her tongue.
The next second, her tongue was hooked, and the kiss deepened and deepened.
Chu Wantang didn’t have much patience left.
Her fingertips had been lighting fires elsewhere. Now, after kissing Huai Xing tightly, she made a new move.
All the fabric had long been removed.
She only needed to gently push it aside.
And then press her fingertips in to reach her destination.
And she did just that.
Her fingertips rubbed gently.
Huai Xing’s breathing became several times more rapid at this moment.
She wanted to push Chu Wantang’s tongue out, but the woman didn’t let go at all.
All her reactions were swallowed.
Through the thin plastic film, Chu Wantang only felt that it was extremely moist. She was surprised for a moment.
She continued to slide back and forth.
And then pressed on that point.
Repeatedly.
“Wuwu…” Huai Xing could only make sounds through her nose. She felt as if her consciousness was about to be completely devoured by this single sensation.
The hands propped on Chu Wantang’s shoulders completely lost their strength. She could only continue to move up, trying to hook her arms around Chu Wantang’s slender neck to prevent herself from falling.
The window was clearly tightly closed, but the candlelight flickered.
It didn’t take long at all before Huai Xing’s arms couldn’t help but go limp, her breathing rhythm even more chaotic.
Her whole body was trembling.
Chu Wantang was stunned, a little surprised by the speed. She stopped kissing her.
She reached down, and her fingers, without the finger cot, touched a lot.
It stuck to her fingertips.
She stared at Huai Xing’s eyes, which were shimmering with moisture, the corners of her eyes tinged with crimson.
When she used to love reading miscellaneous books, Chu Wantang had read about apricots.
When an apricot is ripe, the skin is mostly yellow or orange-yellow, but the side facing the sun may have a reddish blush.
At this moment, Huai Xing was like an apricot growing towards the sun.
Delicious.
Huai Xing was unfamiliar with her own reaction. After being stared at by Chu Wantang for so long, her cheeks were heating up again.
She raised her hand to cover her face, only revealing her pink, moist lips parting and closing as she subconsciously called out, “Jiejie…”
“Very cute,” Chu Wantang said, returning to her senses, unable to help but praise, her voice a few degrees gentler than usual. “Let’s wipe it clean and continue, okay?”
Huai Xing swallowed, looked at Chu Wantang’s exquisite features, and didn’t give a contrary answer.
She knew that they could be even more intimate.
But when they were truly more intimate, she felt a little regretful.
A pillow had been casually placed under her lower back by Chu Wantang. Although Chu Wantang’s movements were very gentle and she didn’t feel any discomfort.
She could even accurately feel Chu Wantang’s fingers.
But she just felt as if she were about to be knocked to pieces.
Everything was shattered.
Her voice, her body, her breath.
A thin layer of sweat broke out all over Huai Xing’s body. Her eyelashes trembled at a high frequency as she called out softly, “Chu Chu…”
Chu Wantang leaned over to kiss her chin, comforting her.
But the effect was not very obvious, because Huai Xing called her again in a tearful voice.
Her fingers were being bitten even tighter.
Chu Wantang suppressed her impatience, her voice hoarse. “I don’t know when it started, but I only get aroused when I hear the sound of you showering.”
“Now I’m hearing your water sounds, Huai Xing.”
Huai Xing’s eyes were half-closed, her ears burning as if they had been exposed to the sun, but she couldn’t help but ask in a soft voice, “Then will you be more aroused now?”
“I will.”
Chu Wantang’s answer fell, and she once again pecked kisses down from Huai Xing’s shoulder, all the way down.
In the end—
Huai Xing’s trembling was even greater than the first time.
She had no time to save the pillow, and Chu Wantang had no intention of doing so either.
After taking off the finger cot, she came over and held her tightly, kissing her forehead, eyebrows, eyelids, and then sealing her lips.
As they kissed, Chu Wantang pulled a wet wipe and covered her, wiping her clean.
And then prepared to continue.
Huai Xing couldn’t take it anymore. She hadn’t completely escaped from the last time.
She used some strength to push the person away, her eyes wet.
Looking at Chu Wantang’s puzzled expression, her lips parted slightly. “Didn’t you say you were more aroused? Then let me do it, okay?” She was almost begging. “You said you needed me.”
Chu Wantang pondered for a few seconds and then nodded.
Besides, it would be a lie to say that she wasn’t feeling uncomfortable.
The positions were reversed, with Huai Xing on top.
In her eyes, Chu Wantang was more mature and charming than her in every way. The infatuation in her eyes was particularly obvious.
At the same time, she wasn’t sure if she could make Chu Wantang feel good. Everything was so careful. When she was kissing her all over, she would even look up to see Chu Wantang’s reaction.
Chu Wantang closed her eyes, her throat moving.
Her knuckles curled up, her round fingernails pressing against her palm.
Since she had discovered that she had such desires, she had always taken care of it herself and had never had such contact with anyone else.
Huai Xing’s lips and tongue were like an electric current, making her tremble wherever they touched.
They were like in a steamer, the atmosphere scorching hot, the sound of heavy breathing amplified.
Huai Xing followed her example, first pressing and rubbing on the outside.
Then she sought Chu Wantang’s lips and kissed her.
But before long, Chu Wantang helplessly turned her head, ending the kiss early.
No wonder Huai Xing hadn’t succeeded when she tried it herself. It would have been a miracle if she had.
She couldn’t find the center of gravity at all.
Huai Xing was stunned for a moment, but her hand didn’t stop.
She didn’t know what the intention behind Chu Wantang’s action was.
She was extremely nervous.
But the next moment, her wrist was caught by Chu Wantang.
Chu Wantang’s eyes were clear, her voice holding a smile as she said tactfully, “Mm, there’s still some room for improvement.”
“…”
Chu Wantang didn’t give her any more time. She pulled the person towards her and leaned over to press down on her again.
But this time, Huai Xing was on her stomach.
Her face was pressed against the soft pillow. The woman behind her pushed her hair aside, and her warm breath fell on her back shoulder, back neck, and continued down.
“Spread them a little. Be good.”
“This time, it’s a punishment.”
Chu Wantang’s command was given.
Huai Xing had just recovered, and she was once again activated by Chu Wantang.
She knew that her performance just now was poor, and she had no confidence to resist. She obediently spread them a little.
Chu Wantang pressed against her and ground against her.
She stopped just as she was about to reach the peak.
Controlling her.
This was really a punishment.
Realizing this, tears welled up in the corners of Huai Xing’s eyes. She murmured, “Chu Wantang…”
A girl with no experience could not withstand such torture.
Chu Wantang ignored her, her gaze deep as she looked at the fine kiss marks on her back.
“Chu Chu…” Huai Xing’s voice was even more tearful, her words intermittent. “You, you don’t torture me anymore…”
Chu Wantang listened this time and turned her over.
She rolled her tears into her mouth.
“Still very sweet,” Chu Wantang said with emotion.
Her hand returned to its original position. This time, she was not going to control Huai Xing’s high.
Huai Xing’s eyelashes were stuck together again. She was a little confused and asked with a nasal voice, “What?”
“The tears you shed for me are very sweet,” Chu Wantang answered softly, adding, “I thought so last time too.”
Huai Xing didn’t have time to react to when “last time” was.
Chu Wantang kissed her.
Rubbed her.
Quickly gave her what she wanted most at this moment.
Before long, the ripe “Xing” (apricot) was picked again.
She had no strength anywhere. She let Chu Wantang pick her up and carry her into the bathroom.
The light was on in the bathroom this time, and neither of them was wearing anything.
When they passed the mirror, Huai Xing turned her head. She wrapped her arms around Chu Wantang’s neck, not daring to look at the reflection inside.
Chu Wantang’s lips curled up. She didn’t insist and continued inside.
Water droplets fell continuously, dancing lightly on their bodies.
Back in the master bedroom, the bed was a mess.
Chu Wantang took out a new set of four-piece bedding from the closet and changed it. Huai Xing helped, and another few minutes passed before they were lying in bed again.
Huai Xing’s waist was sore and her legs were weak. She turned on her side and hugged Chu Wantang’s waist.
Chu Wantang hooked her arm around her and glanced at the electronic clock on the bedside table.
It was two in the morning.
Only now did Huai Xing think back on her performance, and her mood was a little low.
She couldn’t help but ask, “What about you then?”
“Don’t worry about me,” Chu Wantang said, taking an eye mask and putting it on for her. “I can do it in my head.”
Huai Xing’s eyes were covered, and she couldn’t see anything.
She understood what Chu Wantang meant, but she preferred her own spontaneous reaction. So, she firmly encouraged herself, “I’ll keep working hard, Jiejie.” She said, “Just like you did to me tonight, I’ll make you happy.”
Chu Wantang chuckled lightly, then leaned over and sealed her constantly talking lips. “It’s still early. Let’s continue.”
“Don’t take off the eye mask, or I’ll add one more time.”
…
When Huai Xing woke up, she only felt that her body was really sore and weak.
She had taken off the eye mask after all, because she had found that Chu Wantang didn’t play by the rules even if she didn’t take it off, coaxing her into the next round.
Now, when she opened her eyes, she saw Chu Wantang sitting in a chair.
Chu Wantang was fully dressed, wearing formal clothes, and the tenderness in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by a layer of frost.
Her gaze fell on Huai Xing’s face, her brows furrowed.
Huai Xing looked at her, stunned.
A few seconds later, Chu Wantang spoke in a light voice—
“I forgot to ask, Xiao Xing, are you a lesbian?”
