Chapter 91

“Ah…” A moan escaped Sikong Yanran’s lips, her body trembling as her fair, tender legs instinctively clamped together, trapping Ye Fan’s finger right there.

“Xiao Fan, don’t…” Sikong Yanran’s voice came out in a plea, her face flushing bright red.

Hearing his aunt’s begging tone, the wicked fire inside Ye Fan only burned hotter, and his little brother stood even more erect. Especially with his finger caught between Sikong Yanran’s legs, feeling the smoothness of her thighs, he couldn’t help but tease her clitoris again.

“Xiao Fan, don’t do this, it’s not right…” Sikong Yanran twisted her body with effort, trying to escape Ye Fan’s devilish grasp, but all the strength seemed drained from her, and for a moment, she couldn’t break free.

“But Auntie, I just want to see, just a look…” Ye Fan’s heartbeat quickened involuntarily, his blood boiling wildly, the pleasure from his fingertip making him feel almost intoxicated.

“Xiao Fan, this isn’t right…” Sikong Yanran struggled to hold onto her reason, terrified that if this continued, she too would lose herself completely and do something beyond the pale.

Even though Ye Fan was now an adult, even though he was actually only seven years younger than her, and even though there was no blood relation between them, in her heart, she had always seen Ye Fan as her nephew. If she truly crossed that line with him, how could she ever face Uncle Ye again?

“But Auntie, I’m so uncomfortable right now, so uncomfortable…” The lust inside Ye Fan had been fully ignited, his little brother so engorged it felt like it might poke a hole through his underwear.

As he spoke, Ye Fan’s other hand had already settled on Sikong Yanran’s soft, fair, and pert buttocks, gently kneading and caressing. The heat from his fingertips made Sikong Yanran’s body tremble repeatedly, as if jolted by electricity, and she couldn’t help but let out more moans.

“Ah… Xiao Fan…”

“Auntie…” Ye Fan called out too, his finger lightly teasing her clitoris again before sliding downward, touching Sikong Yanran’s two tender labia. They were already soaked with a jade-white liquid, incredibly slick to the touch, like lubricant. The sensation of his finger there was utterly intoxicating, while his other hand grew bolder, moving from her buttocks to her thighs, grabbing Sikong Yanran’s panties and pulling them down without a second thought.

At that moment, he was completely consumed by the fire of desire within him. At that moment, all he wanted was to possess the woman before him fully.

Feeling Ye Fan’s actions, Sikong Yanran was startled. If he pulled off her panties, who knew what would happen next?

“Xiao Fan, no, please, this isn’t right, Auntie…” Sikong Yanran wanted to say she could help him in another way, but before she could finish, Ye Fan had already yanked her panties all the way down.

“Auntie, you’re so beautiful…” Ye Fan murmured with heartfelt admiration, both hands resting on Sikong Yanran’s thighs, gently stroking them, slowly moving toward the base of her thighs, his fingertips occasionally brushing against her mysterious zone.

Under Ye Fan’s assault, Sikong Yanran, whose body had never been touched by any man, trembled even more violently. The strength she had barely mustered vanished in an instant, leaving her limp and powerless on the bed, soft moans of “Mmm… mmm…” escaping her lips from time to time.

At this point, Ye Fan’s hands began to spread apart, trying to part Sikong Yanran’s legs, but whether from nervousness or something else, her fair, tender legs stayed tightly clamped together.

“Xiao Fan, really, don’t, this isn’t right, please, Xiao Fan…”

By now, Ye Fan’s gaze was hazy with desire, especially as he looked at Sikong Yanran’s raised buttocks and the slit between her legs, his little brother growing larger and larger.

“Auntie, I’m so uncomfortable, I want it so badly…” Ye Fan desperately wanted to pry open Sikong Yanran’s legs, to explore that beautiful sight, and then thrust in. But the last shred of his reason told him not to—this was his beloved aunt, and he couldn’t force her to do anything she didn’t want.

“But Xiao Fan, I’m your aunt, this isn’t right between us. Let Auntie help you another way, okay…” Sikong Yanran glanced back at Ye Fan, noticing his pants were completely tented and his face twisted in discomfort, and her heart ached for him.

A flicker of hesitation crossed Ye Fan’s eyes. Seeing the pleading look in Sikong Yanran’s gaze, he reluctantly gave up on what he was about to do and nodded gently.

Sikong Yanran felt as if she’d been granted a reprieve. She struggled to rise from the bed, while Ye Fan stood up, his dazed eyes still fixed on her soft, alluring body.

Seeing the haze in Ye Fan’s eyes, Sikong Yanran suppressed the restlessness in her own heart. She reached out her fair, tender hands, grabbed the waistband of Ye Fan’s underwear, and slowly pulled it down. As the underwear slid lower, that enormous, towering dragon head appeared before her once again. This time, the treasure was even bigger than last time, and the entire glans was a purplish-red, engorged with blood. Holding that massive thing in her hand, Sikong Yanran’s heart raced with shock—it was just too big. Who could ever withstand Ye Fan’s thrusts in the future?

No wonder he was in such discomfort?

She looked up at Ye Fan and saw nothing but pleading in his eyes. Sikong Yanran’s heart ached. She gently parted her vermilion lips, took Ye Fan’s treasure into her mouth, and extended her soft, fragrant tongue to lightly lick his glans. Meanwhile, her hands worked his giant member, stroking it. After her first practice session, her technique had improved significantly, and the electric jolts of pleasure made Ye Fan even more excited.

Watching his aunt service him with her mouth, gazing at her stunning, captivating beauty, Ye Fan’s eyes were filled with infatuation. When Sikong Yanran had been stroking him for over ten minutes without any sign of release, Ye Fan suddenly spoke up: “Auntie, are you uncomfortable too?”

“I…” Sikong Yanran instinctively wanted to say she was, but then felt she shouldn’t admit it. Just as she was about to deny it, Ye Fan’s voice rang out: “Auntie, I can help you too. Let me help you, okay…”