Chapter 78

Bai Jin’s oral skills were quite good. Occasionally, she would spit out his penis and lick his testicles or abs. She would also look at Song Ning with teary eyes, looking aggrieved, as if Song Ning had bullied her, which aroused his desire.

Song Ning pressed the girl’s head down and pushed her forcefully onto the bed. His thick penis was suddenly pulled out of her mouth, and saliva that she couldn’t swallow sprayed out along the direction of his penis, with crystal clear strands hanging between Song Ning’s penis and Bai Jin’s lips.

Bai Jin pressed her legs together and eagerly tried to take off her underwear. She had just pulled it down to her knees when Song Ning roughly grabbed her, pulled it off one leg and hung it on the other, and then forcefully spread her legs apart.

“ah!”

She cried out in pain as her legs were almost spread apart into a straight line.

A shout startled Song Ning awake, and the force in his hand immediately lessened.

It’s all his fault for holding back so much last night; he mistook Bai Jin for Jing Hui.

Bai Jin’s flexibility was actually quite good, and the pain gradually disappeared after Song Ning reduced the force.

She didn’t mind Song Ning’s recklessness at all; in fact, she was even more excited. The pain she had just experienced had greatly reduced her fear, and she was increasingly looking forward to Song Ning’s next move.

Song Ning looked at the girl’s wide-open private parts. Her dark pubic hair had been carefully trimmed, leaving only an inverted triangle above her clitoris. The sides of her purplish-red labia were shaved clean, without a single stray hair, making it a very pleasing sight.

Is it a safe period?

Reality is not a copy; one wrong move and someone could die. Song Ning had to take that into consideration.

Bai Jin nodded without thinking. She had never calculated her safe period. Right now, her mind was filled with desire, and she couldn’t figure out if she was in a safe period. All she wanted now was for Song Ning to fill her emptiness.

Song Ning held his penis against the girl’s vulva, and the two genitals, making their first contact, felt an irrepressible excitement.

The flower’s stamens undulate with each breath, secreting a trickle of nectar. Visitors who taste the sweetness of the nectar greedily seek to venture deeper into the flower’s heart to find the source of the nectar.

Song Ning was somewhat surprised that Bai Jin received his entry so smoothly, even more so than Zhao Yi. This didn’t mean that Bai Jin’s vagina was loose, but rather that it was more elastic and flexible.

“Slap! …Slap! …Slap! …Slap! …Slap!”

Song Ning began thrusting, gradually increasing the speed, accompanied by Bai Jin’s soft, seductive moans. Her smooth vagina slowly tightened around Song Ning’s penis, and the sucking and squeezing sensations deep inside grew stronger. Song Ning thought to himself with unbridled joy:

“Looks like we’ve struck gold today! This girl’s got some kung fu skills! Keep it up, whether we can unlock the B-rank gacha pool depends on her performance this time!”

The so-called “having kung fu” refers to a woman’s ability to control the muscles in the perineal area through intentional or unintentional exercise, thereby enhancing her sexual experience.

The so-called secret techniques of women in ancient times, or the supposedly bizarre practice of “absorbing yang to replenish yin,” actually involved men experiencing extreme pleasure through the contraction of the muscles in the perineal area.

Whether it’s intentional or unintentional exercise, it requires a lot of practice.

Song Ning and Zhao Yi had made love more than a thousand times, and Zhao Yi had only just begun to grasp the feeling of controlling the muscles in her perineal area; she could be said to have only just begun to understand it.

Bai Jin was already proficient in using it, which could be described as being quite adept. Song Ning couldn’t guess how much sexual experience Bai Jin had.

Knowing that Bai Jin was no ordinary woman, Song Ning became even more serious. His thrusts were marked by varying pressure and pace, sometimes penetrating all the way in, sometimes just a light touch. He didn’t knead the girl’s breasts or stimulate her clitoris. Song Ning wanted to conquer this woman with the purest form of thrusting.

Bai Jin had no idea that Song Ning would think so much while having sex with her. She didn’t actually have much sexual experience; in fact, Song Ning was the first man to enter her body.

What she wanted was to be filled by Song Ning and have her inner fears dispelled, and now she had indeed achieved that.

A surging wave rushed out from her honey pot, and that familiar feeling suddenly felt so strange. Bai Jin knew she had climaxed, but she never expected that climax could feel so intoxicating.

Song Ning also noticed that the girl had climaxed, but he thought it was just a normal orgasm, so he decided to change positions.

He pulled out his penis, pushed the girl’s legs to one side, and then held her buttocks, making Bai Jin kneel on the bed with her buttocks sticking out.

Bai Jin’s limp body was at his mercy, her face and shoulders pressed against the bed, her bent knees spread apart to the sides, revealing her purplish-red labia and vulva, which were engorged with blood. He held Bai Jin’s hands, making her put them behind her back and let him lead her by the hand.

“Chirp chirp~~”

Song Ning thrust his penis into Bai Jin’s cunt, and then a series of rapid “slap slap” sounds, like popping beans, rang out—the sound of Song Ning’s lower abdomen hitting the girl’s buttocks.

Bai Jin could not withstand Song Ning’s torment. Her already numb mind went blank. She only felt that her whole body was covered by Song Ning’s penis. Apart from the pleasure of being fucked, she knew nothing else.