“It hurts so much… Master…”
Xiao Shaowan’s face was full of pain, her brows tightly furrowed. The girl’s pink buttocks shook and twisted slightly, as if trying to break free from Yang Haoran’s evil cock embedded deep in her lower body.
She was still a virgin, and Yang Haoran’s brutal insertion into her pussy had no buffer at all, thrusting straight to the bottom, bringing her far more deflowering pain than others.
Her face turned pale from the pain, her teeth chattering, and her girl’s voluptuous body tensed up even more.
Yang Haoran looked down and saw Xiao Shaowan’s snow-white tender pussy clearly impaled by a thick, swollen cock. Her pink labia were tightly connected to the inserted cock, forming an O-shape, fused as one.
The male organ was distributed with abnormally sensitive neurons. Even as a virgin himself, Yang Haoran hadn’t started thrusting yet, but the tight girl’s tender pussy still brought him continuous pleasure.
Hearing Xiao Shaowan cry out in pain, Yang Haoran looked down and saw traces of blood seeping from her lower body, witnessing the girl’s purity. His heart softened, and he couldn’t bear to be ruthless, feeling a bit of pity for the fair maiden.
After all, she was an innocent girl who had never experienced such things, and she was a goddess pursued by many admirers at school. No one had ever treated her so roughly.
Any ordinary guy who managed to win her over would treat her like an ancestor, at her beck and call willingly, never making her so lowly in front of him, like a mere slave.
“Feeling better now?”
After waiting a moment and seeing that Xiao Shaowan seemed to have adapted a bit, Yang Haoran softened his tone.
“Mmm… Master, you can move now! Thank you for your mercy.” Xiao Shaowan’s usually crisp voice now sounded extremely weak. After catching her breath, she felt the pain in her lower body gradually easing, though it still hurt a little. She thought she could endure it.
She hadn’t expected Yang Haoran to be so considerate of her, and at this moment, she felt a trace of gratitude toward him deep in her heart.
It was clearly Yang Haoran who had caused her pain, yet she didn’t dare resent him at all. On the contrary, she felt grateful for his slight mercy—this all stemmed from their unequal relationship, not one between equals.
Yang Haoran felt Xiao Shaowan’s tender pussy’s soft, wet fleshy cavity wrapping and constricting his cock layer by layer. Now he was eager to try, tentatively pulling back slowly, withdrawing a section of his cock.
The girl’s pink tender meat walls writhed, flipping outward as the cock retreated.
Yang Haoran’s movements stirred the pain in Xiao Shaowan’s lower body, but it wasn’t intense. She furrowed her brows slightly, her white, soft hands gripping the railing tightly, bracing for the impacts to come.
Feeling it was about right, Yang Haoran thrust his hips forward. With a slap, his crotch pressed tightly against Xiao Shaowan’s perky buttocks, sending ripples of ass waves undulating. The cock pierced through layers of pink, soft pussy meat, like a child returning home, re-entering paradise. The glans heavily slammed into the deepest flower core of her tender pussy, and Xiao Shaowan couldn’t help but let out a crisp whimper from her small mouth.
Yang Haoran’s brows relaxed, his expression one of pleasure. Having tasted the girl’s flavor shallowly, the gluttonous worm in his heart was now fully addicted, impatient beyond measure.
The stillness and motion were like two entirely different worlds. Xiao Shaowan’s tender pussy’s pussy meat was ravaged by the cock like a sponge, bringing an even higher level of pleasure.
“Plap!~~ Plap~~ Plap~~”
Yang Haoran powered his waist, his crotch repeatedly slamming into Xiao Shaowan’s perky buttocks. They meshed perfectly with the girl’s soft, elastic ass like gears. Xiao Shaowan’s pert butt provided excellent bounce, making his thrusts even smoother. The reactive force gave a slight acceleration, each withdrawal and insertion operating like a tightly drummed machine, flawlessly smooth—a match made in heaven.
“Master!~~ Mmm~~ Master~~ Mmm~~ Slow down~~ Slow down~~ Wan Nu~~ can’t take it~~ Mmm~~ Hn~~”
Yang Haoran’s intense thrusting was overwhelming for Xiao Shaowan, who had just been deflowered. Her cheeks were flushed red, her beautiful hair swaying, her silver teeth lightly gritted as she let out intermittent moans, like a bird struck by an arrow, emitting bursts of mournful cries.
Her snow-white, crystalline youthful body flushed pink, trembling incessantly with each sway and collision of Yang Haoran’s hips.
Her jade hands gripping the railing clenched tightly, veins bulging on her fair little hands.
Yang Haoran was lost in ecstasy, huffing and puffing as he fiercely fucked Xiao Shaowan. His eyes were slightly red, his hands on both sides of her perky buttocks, fingers splayed wide as he vigorously kneaded her buttock flesh, his fingers sinking slightly into the soft, beautiful curves.
“Pa… Pa… Pa…” The crisp sound of flesh colliding rang out like sharp slaps, echoing across the rooftop as silent as if it were deserted.
Xiao Shaowan tightly closed her mouth, not wanting to let out those shameful moans, but she couldn’t control her body’s instinctive reactions. Wave after wave of pleasurable moans escaped involuntarily. Her lower body’s tender pussy was like a traitor, its pink labia slightly opening and closing like an abalone breathing. As the cock slammed into the depths of her tender pussy, the labia spread to their widest, like a rosy little mouth opening wide to accommodate the massive shaft with all its might, clinging tightly to the thrusting rod. The soft labia glistened with crystal dew, providing lubrication for the invading cock, making its thrusts smoother and deeper.
“Huff~~ Wan Nu~~ Tell me~~ Tell me~~ The classmates~~ downstairs~~ Do they~~ have~~ any~~ of your~~ admirers~~ Do they~~ know~~ that their goddess~~ is on the rooftop upstairs~~ getting fucked~~ by me~~ Huff… Huff…”
Yang Haoran panted heavily while grunting and thrusting fiercely into Xiao Shaowan’s tender pussy, posing a mischievous question.
“Mm um~~~ Wan Nu~~~ Hm~~~ Not sure~~~ Probably~~~ yes!~~~ Mm um~~~~ Wan Nu~~~ has~~~ so many~~~ suitors~~~ Mm hm~~~”
Xiao Shaowan’s cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes glazed with lust, her rosy face blooming like a flower, her jet-black hair dancing wildly and swaying seductively. Her little mouth parted slightly, letting out enticing moans one after another, all while not forgetting to answer Yang Haoran’s question.
After getting past the initial discomfort, she soon welcomed the pleasures of man and woman. Her tender pussy down below was being ravished wantonly by Yang Haoran’s cock, but unlike the previous pain, it had transformed into wave after wave of pleasure crashing against her sanity. A tingling, numbing sensation spread throughout her body, making it spasm and tremble uncontrollably.
Even so, upon hearing Yang Haoran’s question, she still gave a clever, sensible response because she knew what he wanted to hear—and it was true. Her suitors weren’t limited to their class; they were scattered across the neighboring classes and even included upperclassmen.
“Mm hm~~~ Wan Nu~~~ Mm~~~ Last week~~~ just~~~ Mm~~~ got confessed to~~~ Hm~~~ by a senior~~~ People~~~ Mm~~~ Hm~~~ turned him down~~~ Mm hm~~~ Wan Nu~~~ belongs~~~ to~~~ Mas~~~ter~~~ Mm mm~~~ Mm~~~”
Xiao Shaowan picked out some sweet words, saying them in broken gasps.
