Chapter 22: The Battle Under the Blanket (Part 3)
Zou Yameng bit her lower lip, her face flushed crimson. Her eyes were filled with a childlike innocence and curiosity, her movements stiff and awkward. Lu Li’s manhood was burning hot against her hand, and she felt a mixture of curiosity and fear. She had seen it countless times when he was a child, but how did that tiny little thing transform into such a monstrous beast? Its surface was slightly rough, with a bulbous head like an egg. When she squeezed it tightly, she could feel it twitching like a living creature.
I’m definitely going to hell for this… This thought crossed Zou Yameng’s mind. Last time, she could use being drunk as an excuse. What excuse could she use this time? Her love for Lu Li was like the bone broth she simmered; with every passing moment, it grew richer and more intense, impossible to dissolve or dispel, until it finally erupted, dragging her into the abyss of depravity.
Depravity. This word perfectly described her current state. She felt like she was falling, falling from a sister into a woman.
“Little Li…” She moaned softly, her lips parting unconsciously. Was she seeking a kiss, or showing him her desire?
But the next second, Zou Yameng’s body trembled, her eyes regaining their clarity. She looked at Lu Li in disbelief. “Little Li… you…”
Lu Li was still struggling to find an explanation. “Sis, if I told you I had three hands, would you believe me?”
One was holding her down, one was resting on her shoulder, and the third was currently battling with her for control of his manhood.
Zou Yameng finally understood. She scoffed softly, her voice laced with jealousy. “…Yeah… No wonder you kept urging me to go back… You had someone more important.” Lu Li blurted out, “You’re also important.” He felt his sister’s grip tighten around his shaft, the pressure at the base making him even harder.
Zou Yameng stared at him for a while, then sighed in resignation. “I don’t want to go back… After all, you’re my brother… Even if… you’re mine too… I can give you to others, but I won’t let them take you from me.” She didn’t choose to leave, but instead, increased the speed and strength of her hand. Her technique was clumsy, as if she was relying on brute force, but this raw passion sent Lu Li to ecstasy. As the saying goes, even the most skilled technician can’t compare to the innocent touch of a first love.
An Baili seemed to be angered by Zou Yameng’s words. To prove herself, she grasped his manhood and started stroking it up and down, over Zou Yameng’s hand. She was indeed more experienced than Sister Yameng, knowing how to repeatedly stimulate his frenulum, sending Lu Li into a state of pure bliss. However, An Baili’s hand was smaller than her sister’s and couldn’t fully grasp his shaft, making her movements more exaggerated.
Two hands, one big and one small, moved tirelessly under the blanket. The two girls’ breathing became more and more rapid. They were like two swordswomen locked in a duel to the death, with Lu Li’s manhood as their battleground. One moment Sister Yameng would grip the base, stroking his shaft and rubbing his testicles. The next moment, An Baili’s small hand would meticulously caress his swollen, red glans. Waves of pleasure crashed over Lu Li, leaving him weak and breathless, floating in a cloud of bliss.
If Zou Yameng sped up, An Baili would speed up even more. They competed with each other, neither willing to let go. At this moment, Lu Li’s thoughts no longer mattered.
“Stop… stop…” His last shred of sanity reminded him that he didn’t want to wash the sheets in the middle of winter. He couldn’t let himself come just yet.
An Baili seemed to understand his intention. She stopped her hand and moved towards his groin. Zou Yameng, thinking that An Baili had given up and she had won this battle, was about to celebrate her victory when she felt the touch of hair on her hand. Then she realized that someone was taking her brother’s manhood into her mouth.
The shock on her face was indescribable. She stared at Lu Li, who was now moaning with his eyes half-closed, no longer holding back. Her possessiveness towards her brother finally overwhelmed her shyness and modesty. Driven by a strange sense of competitiveness, she imitated An Baili and moved
her head towards Lu Li’s groin, pulling the blanket over them, not wanting him to see her expression.
After Lu Li climaxed, he felt An Baili’s small, fragrant tongue swirling around his glans, cleaning it meticulously like a diligent janitor. But soon, a second tongue pushed aside An Baili’s. This one was hotter, clumsier, but undoubtedly Sister Yameng’s. Then he felt the touch of her lips, even her nose bumping against his swollen glans.
He wanted to lift the blanket and see, but both An Baili and Zou Yameng held it down tightly, preventing him from looking.
Ever since An Baili’s presence was revealed, a strange battle had begun between the two girls, neither willing to back down. This led to the situation spiraling out of control. They struggled silently under the blanket, their tongues battling for control of his manhood. Sometimes they would take turns, sometimes they would work together. One moment An Baili would expertly take him into her mouth, the next moment Sister Yameng would clumsily suck on his shaft. The quiet room was filled with the sounds of wet sucking and moaning, an intoxicating symphony of lust.
His previously softened manhood, reawakened by the two girls’ relentless ministrations, became hard as steel again.
Below him were two girls, one his wife from his past life, his lover in this life, the other his childhood friend and sister who had always protected him. In a flash, Lu Li thought about how his sister learned to play table tennis for him, how she fought off bullies for him. Then he imagined her expression and posture at this moment. His manhood swelled even more, filling An Baili’s mouth completely, making her moan.
The single bed was so crowded that An Baili’s smooth bottom was pressed against his left hand. She was completely naked! The thought sent his hand wandering. He reached down and cupped her mound. An Baili’s body trembled, but she didn’t stop what she was doing, still “fighting” with Zou Yameng.
His fingers brushed against her soft hair, reaching her labia. He found that An Baili was already soaking wet. As soon as his finger grazed her clit, it slipped easily between her folds. The girl’s body was much more sensitive than he had imagined. Her swollen vulva tightened around his finger, like a living creature breathing.
Lu Li used his index and ring fingers to spread her labia, exposing her delicate flesh. He didn’t rush to penetrate her with his middle finger, instead circling it around her clit, rubbing it gently. An Baili’s slender waist trembled uncontrollably, her legs clamping tight around his left hand, her hips instinctively pushing down, trying to get his finger deeper. After ten or so strokes, An Baili couldn’t take it anymore. She pulled away from his manhood with a pop, letting out a moan of pleasure. “Ah~”
His freed manhood sprung up like a released dragon, slapping against Zou Yameng’s face, leaving her dazed. She smelled its scent, her heart pounding. Why did it feel even bigger than last time? It was already big enough… Would it hurt if it went in again?
While one hand was teasing An Baili, Lu Li’s other hand wasn’t idle either. He boldly reached for his sister’s breasts. Sister Yameng had the largest breasts he had ever seen, and this “ever seen” included all the women he had encountered in both lifetimes, as well as those in movies and TV shows. They were firm and perky. Most natural large breasts tended to sag, but not his sister’s. Perhaps it was due to years of training, her skin and muscles were firmer than those of ordinary women, so even with such large breasts, there was no noticeable sagging.
His right hand, through her tank top, kneaded her breasts a few times before being swatted away by Sister Yameng. Unwilling to give up, Lu Li reached for her long legs, and this time she didn’t stop him, letting his hand roam freely. He even squeezed her buttocks from time to time, teasing her senses.
One hand teasing An Baili’s honey pot, the other playing with his sister’s long legs, Lu Li felt like he was in heaven. Even if someone offered him the throne of the Emperor of Shenzhou, he wouldn’t trade this moment for anything.
An Baili was getting more and more aroused, her moans becoming increasingly unrestrained. Lu Li could vaguely hear her saying, “I’m… coming…”
After An Baili spoke, the silent agreement between the two girls seemed to be broken. Sister Yameng also spoke up. “Litt-Litt-Little Li, who… who’s better… me… or… or her?” Her voice trembled, clearly overwhelmed by everything that had happened. But even so, the competitive Sister Yameng still wanted Lu Li to choose between them.
The mysteries of the universe were no longer important. There were more pressing matters at hand. Lu Li swallowed, and with the mischievous intent of a cartoon villain, he said, “It’s too close to call, we need… we need another round…”
Once a man abandoned his shame, he was invincible.
“Another round?… How?” Sister Yameng hadn’t reacted yet.
“We need to take off our clothes first…” Lu Li’s voice lowered. He heard Sister Yameng fall silent for a moment, unsure of her reaction. With her personality, she probably wouldn’t accept it, right? Was he being too hasty…? But the next second, a hand reached out from under the blanket, grabbing a tank top, a pair of hot pants, and a pair of underwear, and tossed them out of the bed.
“My brother is mine…” He could hear his sister mutter.
Lu Li couldn’t see Sister Yameng hidden under the blanket, but he could feel her beautiful body pressing against his. Sometimes, not seeing was more stimulating than seeing.
An Baili, on the other hand, was completely lost in passion. She clung to Lu Li’s hand, licking his nipple under the covers, her hips grinding against him, calling out his name, oblivious to the time. Lu Li and An Baili were practically an old married couple. He knew this was the perfect moment, so he didn’t say anything more. He held An Baili’s waist and guided her towards his erection. Lu Li knew that Sister Yameng’s actions were driven by possessiveness and competitiveness, a temporary lapse in judgment. Once she came to her senses, he would be in big trouble. But things had already gone this far, how could he stop now?
Seize the day, worry about tomorrow later.
“Baili, I’m coming in.” Lu Li warned, and the girl let out a soft cry as a trickle of blood escaped her honey pot. An Baili giggled dreamily. “You have to take responsibility for me.”
Lu Li lifted a corner of the blanket, letting the moonlight in. He caught a glimpse of Sister Yameng staring blankly at their coupling, her expression dazed and adorable.
The night was still young. Lu Li thought. I hope Sister won’t be too shocked.
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