Playboy in the City-Chapter 163: Forcefully Dealing with Sister Qing

The sensation of being enveloped by layers of soft, tight, and moist flesh once again surfaced in Chen Yang’s mind. The snug warmth brought him immense pleasure. He wished he could dive in entirely and experience the beauty of that constant-temperature environment.

"Ah... I’m so full... it feels like I’m going to break..."

Liu Qiangwei’s slender body trembled violently as her inner fortress was breached. This extreme sensation of fullness, a satisfying ache tinged with a hint of pain, utterly fascinated her.

Relishing this wonderful feeling, she felt incredibly grateful. It was a good thing that on ordinary days when Chen Yulong couldn’t satisfy her, she would use a large dildo to comfort herself. That was the only reason she could so easily swallow Chen Yang’s formidable member. Otherwise, she would have ended up just like Huo Lili, forced open so violently that she would be crying out in pain. But now, all she had to do was enjoy it.

"Heh, you’re quite a match for my big guy here. Not bad, not bad!"

Seeing Liu Qiangwei enjoying it rather than suffering, Chen Yang nodded contentedly. He quickened his pace while landing a hard slap on her rippling, jade-like buttocks.

"Ah... Master... it feels so good... harder, please..."

The moment the red handprint appeared on her fair buttocks, Liu Qiangwei tightly embraced Huo Lili’s exquisite head, moaning ecstatically, "MMM MMM MMM... AHH AHH AHH..."

Then, she leaned in for a kiss. Emitting seductive murmurs, she invaded Huo Lili’s mouth with her tongue, initiating a forcible exploration.

Initially unaccustomed, the blushing, nearly limp Huo Lili soon discovered the excitement and beauty of the act. Holding Liu Qiangwei by her fragrant shoulders, she began to respond in kind.

Watching from the side, Sister Qing’s face flushed red. She panted, her mouth dry, as she tried to endure the waves of heat assaulting her body.

Watching Liu Qiangwei and Huo Lili exchange saliva, their expressions a mixture of pain and extreme pleasure, she surmised that each of Chen Yang’s thrusts must be piercing deeply, possibly even pushing past her Hua Rui and into the inner sanctum. Similarly, the sight made Sister Qing feel as if Chen Yang’s big member had penetrated her own heart, and an uncontrollable longing welled up within her. SQUIRT... SQUIRT... Especially when she saw Liu Qiangwei’s tender pink flesh churned by Chen Yang’s massive dragon, sending juices splattering everywhere and drenching Huo Lili’s backside below. The distinctive aroma that wafted from them was like an aphrodisiac, igniting the flames of desire in her heart.

Unconsciously, her legs began to rub against each other under her skirt. With her eyes glazed over in a completely alluring state, her fingers pried open her panties and delved into the slipperiness within.

"MMHMM..." Her gorgeous face flushed crimson as she bit her pink lips tightly, fantasizing about Chen Yang’s sheer size. She moaned softly while fingering herself.

"What, can’t hold back anymore?" Chen Yang chuckled teasingly. He was savagely ravaging Liu Qiangwei’s increasingly creamy folds while watching Sister Qing, who had begun to touch herself, her face flushed and her eyes filled with desire.

Without hesitation, he ripped open the evening dress that half-exposed Sister Qing’s fair chest. The soft, round wonders bounced free, and he gripped one hard, remarking as the flesh spilled from his fingers, "Feels pretty nice."

"MMHMM... AHH..." Sister Qing yelped in pain from Chen Yang’s grasp, yet her moans only became more soul-piercing.

She shot Chen Yang a coquettish glance. "Mr. Chen, your treasure is so big, and you make me watch you fucking these two beauties into one orgasm after another. I’m just an ordinary woman; how could I possibly withstand such temptation?"

Feeling the force of Chen Yang’s rough hand on her, Sister Qing’s heart brimmed with guilt towards Brother Yun. She silently wept, apologizing in her heart. ’Brother Yun, I’m sorry. Qing Qing is about to be taken by this man. I’m sorry, I really can’t resist. His treasure is just too big, so much bigger than yours. This time, he’ll probably stretch me wide open and shape me into his form. You’ll never feel my tightness again. Brother Yun, I’m sorry...’

"Heh. If you can’t resist, then spread your legs yourself. Let me check how wet you are." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Chen Yang savored this moment of absolute control, a sense of achievement and satisfaction he had never experienced in the village before coming to the city.

Already engulfed by lust, Sister Qing was gradually losing her rationale. After flashing Chen Yang an enchanting smile, she took the initiative to lift her skirt, unveiling her sexy pink hips ensnared by her soaked panties.

"Soaked through. It seems you’re quite wet." The sight made Chen Yang’s eyes burn with fiery passion, his heart filled with excitement.

"Ooh, isn’t it all because I was tempted by Mr. Chen’s prowess and his big treasure? Look, I’m plenty wet." Sister Qing’s gorgeous face brimmed with allure. She reached down to her delicate Honey Spring, and when she pulled her fingers away, they drew out a long, enticingly crystalline thread. She presented it to Chen Yang, coyingly saying, "Mr. Chen, all this wetness is from thinking about you. Look, it’s even getting stringy."

"Haha! Sister Qing, I bet not many people in Jinshui City have ever seen this slutty side of you."

Psychologically satisfied, Chen Yang laughed heartily. He lifted his hand and smacked Liu Qiangwei’s now-swollen buttocks. The slap made Liu Qiangwei, who was still exchanging saliva with Huo Lili, cry out and tremble. "I just wonder," Chen Yang continued, "have you ever shown such a lascivious side to your Brother Yun?"

"Brother Yun, he..."

At the mention of Brother Yun, Sister Qing was filled with guilt, even amidst the exhilarating stimulation. Yet, she also felt a wave of unfamiliar excitement surge through her. "Brother Yun, he... he loves me very much... he..."

"Oh, he loves you, huh? If he truly loves you, could he accept me fucking you? If he truly loves you, would he agree to let me fuck your slutty cunt right in front of him?"

As he finished speaking, Chen Yang released his grip on Sister Qing’s soft breast. His hand shot down and hooked her soaked panties, yanking them fiercely upward.

"Ah! It hurts and tingles... it feels too big... Mr. Chen... please don’t..."

Caught off guard while still pondering how to answer, Sister Qing cried out from his sudden attack. She shook her head repeatedly, and as her face burned hot, she clamped her long, beautiful legs together, her hands pressing down below to try and stop him.

Sister Qing’s cries further stimulated Liu Qiangwei, who was still being ravaged by Chen Yang. After all, Sister Qing was the underground queen of Jinshui, a woman of high status and her personal idol. Seeing her revered idol being forcibly handled by Chen Yang right in front of her brought an unprecedented mental stimulation.

"Don’t? Feeling something this big is what makes it feel good! Besides, you still haven’t answered my question."

Chen Yang thrusted his hips rapidly, looking down at the beautifully tragic Sister Qing. A playful smirk on his face, he tugged at her panties, which were now stretched taut like a lace string. He yanked it again and again, making it grind harshly between her smooth buttocks.