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Tantai Jin begins his investigation into his wife’s odd behavior the old-fashioned way: observation.
Physically, Ye Xiwu is the exact same as she was a week ago. (Trust him, Tantai Jin should know. After all, he is one of the few people who is intimately acquainted with how Ye Xiwu looks naked.)
In all other aspects however, she acts like a completely different person. No more yelling at the help and throwing scalding hot tea on servant girls that irk her. No more whining to her father or grandmother about buying her a new set of earrings, or to ask them to find a way to annul her sham marriage with Tantai Jin. No more tantrums, no more punishments. Instead, Ye Xiwu takes an unusual interest in Tantai Jin, skulking around the corners of the house and ducking behind pillars as she tails him going about his normal business.
It also seems that Ye Xiwu grows eyes on the back of her head, because every time Tantai Jin tries to corner her without Chuntao around to run interference, she is nowhere to be found. Every night when he goes to their bedchamber, she is either already feigning sleep, or Chuntao is guarding the door. When pressed, Chuntao simply says that Young Mistress is tired and does not require Young Master’s presence or his services tonight. It is only too obvious that she is avoiding him.
Suspicion thickens in Tantai Jin’s mind. In the past, Ye Xiwu had occasionally gone a few days without laying eyes on Tantai Jin, claiming that the sight of him was repulsive, but each time she had assigned some punishment for him to undertake, so that she could continue torturing him from afar. It is utterly uncharacteristic for Ye Xiwu to make excuses to avoid seeing him, unless she has something to hide.
Finally, Ye Xiwu’s luck runs out. After she has been dodging Tantai Jin for a week straight, he manages to enter the bedchamber right as Ye Xiwu is changing into her sleepwear after a bath.
Wiping his face clean of the satisfaction he feels at finally pinning down Ye Xiwu, Tantai Jin asks casually, “Second Miss Ye. Would you like me to service you tonight? It has been quite a long while since the last time, longer than usual.”
Hopefully, his phrasing is vague enough that if Ye Xiwu truly is a different person, she will feel the urge to agree simply not to arouse suspicion.
Instead of averting his eyes as a proper gentleman would, Tantai Jin drinks in the sight of Ye Xiwu’s body, pale skin flushed from the heat of the bath. A few wet patches cling to her scanty inner robe, making the material even more translucent than it already its. It reveals her womanly curves, generous hips curving into a slim waist and shapely breasts. Ye Xiwu hastily ties up her inner robe as she registers his presence.
“Oh! Is that so? I’ve just been so tired lately, you know?” Ye Xiwu feigns a yawn, but Tantai Jin can see her eyes dart up to Tantai Jin’s face with interest. “But… well. Surely it can’t hurt.”
From her tone, it seems like Ye Xiwu is trying to convince herself, and not Tantai Jin. No matter. Now he has the opportunity he needs to make Ye Xiwu spill the beans.
Now then, time to probe deeper. Tantai Jin plans to ask Ye Xiwu something that only she would know, something that no version of Ye Xiwu, no matter how addled or out of her mind she is, would ever forget: her insistence that Tantai Jin only ever pleasure her with his mouth and never his hands or cock, for fear of ruining her for other men. After all, he knows that Ye Xiwu has never given up the notion that she can one day annul her marriage with Tantai Jin and wed Lin Xiao. Had the events of their last encounter been a simple lapse of judgement? Ye Xiwu was known to be rather tempestuous and impulsive at times, after all.
“Would you like just my mouth today, or my hands as well?”
It delights Tantai Jin to see Ye Xiwu squirm as she blushes and answers his question. “Erm. You might as well use your hands too.”
“Did you change your mind?” Tantai Jin asks, eyes glued to Ye Xiwu’s face to take in her every expression. Surely if she is in her right mind, Ye Xiwu would recall the rules she set out at the beginning of their arrangement.
“Change my mind?” Ye Xiwu pretends to be confused. Or is she simply trying to trick him?
“About what you said on our wedding night.”
Ye Xiwu lets out a nervous laugh. “That’s such a long time ago, how would I remember? Haha, I can barely remember what I had for breakfast yesterday!”
Deflection. She truly doesn’t remember, then. He has heard some stories of people injuring their heads and becoming fools. Turning into entirely different people though? Tantai Jin is fairly certain that even if Ye Xiwu hits her head and forgets her own name, her distaste for Tantai Jin would still stick around. Has Ye Xiwu been subject to a curse? Possessed by a wandering spirit? Tantai Jin doesn’t know of any magic that can completely change someone’s personality, but it isn’t entirely out of the realm of possibility. After all, he can talk to birds, so he doesn’t really have a leg to stand on.
“Nevermind, then,” Tantai Jin says, preparing himself to serve Ye Xiwu. His hair comes down, he does a few discrete jaw and hand stretches, then settles down in a kneeling position next to Ye Xiwu’s bed.
The data he has is still inconclusive, although everything seems to strongly indicate that his wife has been replaced by someone or something. Since Ye Xiwu is evading his questions, Tantai Jin decides to take a different tack. Seduction it is then. Should be easy enough, Tantai Jin muses to himself, since Ye Xiwu appeared to enjoy herself plenty the last time he serviced her. Orgasm makes tongues loose, or so he hears.
In fact… why not take it to the next step? Ye Xiwu had, on previous occasions when she asked him to service her, orgasmed twice in a single night. Tantai Jin has always harboured the suspicion that she perhaps craved more, but feared losing her senses in his presence, lest he take advantage of her. With how sensitive Ye Xiwu had been the last time, there is a good chance he can get her to orgasm three times tonight, or maybe even more. The mental image of Ye Xiwu completely wrung out with pleasure and utterly at Tantai Jin’s mercy is helpfully supplied by his brain, and Tantai Jin forces himself to focus on the task at hand. There would be time to jerk off later in private.
Seduction. Easier said than done, of course. Tantai Jin doesn’t know how far he can push this brand new Ye Xiwu, who seems to actually somewhat care for his wellbeing and yet still stares at him with bitter hatred in her eyes.
Still, the classics should work just fine as a start. Ye Xiwu has taken a seat on the edge of the bed, still slightly skittish like a frightened lamb. Tantai Jin gently places his palms on her knees to guide them open, halting his movement when he meets some resistance.
“Should… Shouldn’t we dim the lights at least?” Ye Xiwu says, a faint blush already visible in her cheeks.
Shyness. Yet another sign. Ye Xiwu had been a little bashful the first few times they did this, but she had always masked it with false bravado, and soon after her superiority complex had taken over, seeing Tantai Jin as just another household servant servicing her. Ye Xiwu had never cared for dimming the lights.
“Of course.”
Tantai Jin makes his way around the room, snuffing out the majority of the candles, leaving a few lit so that they are not left completely in the dark. He returns to his position at the foot of the bed, knees hitting the floor with a sound of finality.
“Um... I’ll just lie down then,” Ye Xiwu stammers out, lying down so that everything above her knees is comfortably cushioned on the bed’s surface.
This time when Tantai Jin draws Ye Xiwu’s knees apart, she acquiesces.
Her intention in asking to dim the lights seemed to have been to make things harder to see, but it backfires slightly. The shadows cast alluring shadows on Ye Xiwu"s curves: the valley between her breasts, the hint of her ribcage rising and falling, the jut of her hipbones, all of it is visible under her thin inner robe. Tantai Jin has caught her at just the right moment, clad just a gauzy layer separating him from her naked skin. His mouth waters a little in anticipation of the feast awaiting him, relishing the opportunity to unwrap her. The sheer material leaves just enough to the imagination. Even though Tantai Jin knows exactly what lies underneath, it still excites him to no end.
With gentle, teasing touches, he traces just his fingertips down to Ye Xiwu"s ankles, hooking the hem of her inner robe and slowly drawing it up her body. Sometimes simple is the best: he lets the whisper-soft sensation of her clothing slowly being stripped away do all the work of arousing Ye Xiwu for him. From her feet, he slowly works his way upwards: calves, thighs, belly, chest. Tantai Jin suppresses a smirk when he reaches Ye Xiwu"s breasts and sees that her nipples are already peaked.
Already excited then, when he has barely even begun. This works perfectly for Tantai Jin, who wants Ye Xiwu to be as receptive as possible to his ministrations. Unable to resist the temptation, he charts a lazy path along the valley in the middle of Ye Xiwu"s breasts with his fingertips, circling each tempting mound so that the fabric parts and they are bared to him. This way, Ye Xiwu"s arms are still trapped inside the sleeves of her inner robe, but everything beneath her shoulders is revealed to Tantai Jin’s greedy gaze. Her milky pale skin is silky smooth, nipples and cunt pink as plum blossoms and just as alluring. Ye Xiwu smells freshly bathed, her skin soft and scented with floral oils. That explains Chuntao’s absence, then. She has most likely gone to tidy up after Ye Xiwu’s bath.
Rarely does Tantai Jin get an opportunity to admire the sight of Ye Xiwu"s body like this. Usually, she has him subserviently kneeling, one hand clutched in his hair tightly as if to keep him there. She had been loathe to see his face, lest she get reminded of who exactly was between her legs pleasuring her. Perhaps she enjoyed imagining someone else more palatable. This Ye Xiwu, however, is different. When he makes eye contact with her, Tantai Jin can feel a tremor shiver across her body. Something about the way he looks at her, at the way his gaze brushes over her body, makes her excited. Tantai Jin can work with that.
Returning to his original spot between her legs, Tantai Jin surveys the sight before him. For now, it was an unassuming thin slit, just waiting to be coaxed and unfurled to reveal the treasures within. The dark dusky rose colour of Ye Xiwu"s cunt beckons him, but he decides to take his own sweet time, only moving when he can feel Ye Xiwu begin to squirm with impatience or embarrassment, he isn’t sure. Either way, it will only make his goal tonight easier to achieve.
Kissing gently all across her cunt, Tantai Jin keeps his touches whisper-light and just barely on the cusp of sensation. Yes, he decides, a first orgasm using his mouth would be a good start to the night. Gradually, he softens his lips, letting the wet insides of his mouth just graze Ye Xiwu"s folds, adding to the moisture that is already gathering. All the while, he stays pointedly away from her clit and her hole, lavishing attention everywhere else so that the build-up will be gradual. When he judges that Ye Xiwu has surrendered herself to the sensations, her legs slowly slackening and falling open to bracket his shoulders, he pauses. Her positioning on the bed isn"t ideal; her knees are aligned with the side of the bed, which means that Tantai Jin has to lean uncomfortably far to reach her cunt, not to mention that he won"t be able to reach as deeply with his mouth as he would like.
Time for the first risk of the night. Tantai Jin curls his hands around Ye Xiwu"s thighs and tugs her down the bed, letting the slippery material of her inner robe ease the way. Ye Xiwu"s soft moans cut out and she yelps, "Tantai Jin, what are you doing!?"
Ah , Tantai Jin notes with satisfaction, this way she is positioned perfectly: her shapely ass hanging just off the edge of the bed, so she can spread her legs wide open for him. Taking another chance, Tantai Jin retorts, "What are you scared of? We’ve done this hundreds of times."
An exaggeration, of course. They hadn’t been married that long, and while Ye Xiwu had enjoyed punishing Tantai Jin with licking her cunt, she hadn’t indulged nightly.
"What... What nonsense are you spouting? Just get back to it, Tantai Jin." Ye Xiwu"s flustered face pokes up to glare ineffectively at him.
"Yes, Second Miss Ye," Tantai Jin replies cheekily. It seems that this Ye Xiwu may have a thing for not just eye contact, but also speaking during sex. There isn"t much he can do while he"s pleasuring her with his mouth, but he takes note in case it comes in handy later on.
Now that Ye Xiwu has settled down again, he reapplies himself to his task. This time, instead of keeping his hands obediently clasped at his sides as is his usual custom, Tantai Jin loops them around each of Ye Xiwu’s thighs, so her legs are settled nicely on his shoulders, and he can control how wide they are spread. With his hands conveniently situated near her clit, he can use his thumbs to slowly draw back the hood covering the sensitive bud, admiring it and simply breathing on it. So this is the innocuous-looking clit that drives her wild if he caresses it just the right way.
Ye Xiwu jerks at the sensation of warm, moist breath gusting across her most private parts, and Tantai Jin hides a smirk by beginning to lick her folds. The importance of foreplay has been drilled into him over many nights of practice and punishment, and Tantai Jin knows exactly how to rile up the woman in front of him.
Crouched in his favourite place in the world, between Ye Xiwu"s creamy white thighs, Tantai Jin relies on his tried-and-true method, honed over time and refined to perfection with practice. Broad, wet licks of his tongue along Ye Xiwu’s folds. Then, he uses his thumbs to hold her folds apart, revealing her slowly leaking channel.
Having done a thorough job of arousing Ye Xiwu, Tantai Jin finds that she’s already a little open and relaxed: there’s a hole just big enough for a single fingertip to slide in. He resists the urge, and instead uses his tongue to dip in, tasting her juices: sweet as nectar, and just as precious. Just small, exploratory intrusions inside Ye Xiwu with the narrowed tip of his tongue, to slowly stretch her out. He spreads the lubrication gathered in his mouth all along her folds and finally up to her clit. Ye Xiwu lets out a guttural groan when he finally seals his lips over her sensitive bud and sucks gently.
He follows this pattern, alternating between slowly diving deeper into Ye Xiwu’s cunt with his tongue, and stimulating her clit in various ways: flicking his tongue, circling, sucking, humming. All the while, Ye Xiwu is dripping almost faster than he can lap up, her juices making an absolute mess of her cunt and his face. Tantai Jin very nearly loses himself in the salt musk taste of Ye Xiwu and the sound of the soft breathy moans she’s letting out, before he remembers his objective. Reapplying himself to his task, he accelerates the motion of his tongue circling Ye Xiwu’s clit, already feeling the tell-tale quivers tremble down her body.
All of Tantai Jin’s efforts culminate in Ye Xiwu’s first orgasm of the night. Her hips buck into his tight hold, Tantai Jin keeping up his tongue"s motions until the tremors die down. Unable to resist the urge, he gives a few more appreciative swipes with his tongue all over her glistening folds, then peeks up to judge Ye Xiwu’s status. She has an arm thrown over her face, breasts heaving attractively as she comes down from the waves of pleasure that just ran through her.
Tantai Jin begins to get hot under his collar, and he pushes away his arousal firmly, telling himself to focus on the objective of the night. He releases Ye Xiwu’s right thigh from his tight grasp, freeing his hand to idly fondle Ye Xiwu’s cunt. Post-orgasm, she is all slippery and pliant, and his middle finger slides easily up and up between her hole and her clit. Since Ye Xiwu is still slowly panting and doesn’t put up any resistance, he continues playing with her, coating his fingers with copious lubrication in the process.
A slightly mean idea pops into Tantai Jin’s head, and he smirks. Without any warning, he slides his thumb inside Ye Xiwu’s wet channel, easy as can be. With the rest of his fingers, he makes sure to apply steady pressure against the top of her pubic mound, indirectly stimulating her clit. Ye Xiwu’s body jumps at the intrusion, although it acclimates soon enough, her body responding naturally, clenching then relaxing around his thumb.
“What are you doing, Tantai Jin?” Ye Xiwu says again, this time more languid than annoyed, still in her post-orgasm haze.
“You can take it. You took three of my fingers last time.”
As if the reminder of their previous activities is absolutely mortifying, Ye Xiwu’s already-flushed face gets even redder, even spreading down her neck and chest. “That’s not what I mean. We already did it once, you can go now. I don’t need your services anymore.”
All the while as Ye Xiwu is making her excuses, Tantai Jin slowly rotates his thumb inside her, feeling the inside of her bumpy walls. Now that the rest of his fingers are positioned downwards instead, he can grope Ye Xiwu’s generous ass. The unblemished flesh is soft and pillowy, and Tantai Jin wonders what it would be like to spank Ye Xiwu across his lap one day, to repay all the humiliations she made him undergo. Watching the tender flesh go red and swollen would be a special pleasure, just as much as seeing Ye Xiwu wince whenever she sat down.
“Let me make you feel good, hm? What do you say to one more time? I think you like the idea, you’re sopping wet.” To demonstrate, he removes his thumb from inside Ye Xiwu. Its surface is coated liberally with her slick. A generous amount has also gathered in his palm, glistening even in the dim light.
“Tantai Jin, stop saying such shameless things!” Ye Xiwu says indignantly. She has propped herself up on her elbows now, the better to argue with Tantai Jin with. Her legs, he notes, are still spread wide open. Ye Xiwu has absolutely no intention of rejecting his advances.
“Hmm, no. I think you secretly like it.” Tantai Jin returns his hand between Ye Xiwu’s legs, teasing her entrance with just the first knuckle of his middle finger. It is eagerly sucked in, and Tantai Jin has to restrain himself from simply fucking his finger inside her as deep as it can go. “Look at how greedily you’re swallowing my finger.”
Ye Xiwu"s cunt has been thoroughly aroused by now. It is flushed red like the ripest fruit, ready for picking. Tantai Jin can barely wait. He pumps his knuckle in and out of Ye Xiwu, admiring the smooth slide and squelching sounds it makes, only made louder by the silent room. Up above, Ye Xiwu"s head has collapsed back to lie down on the bed, and Tantai Jin can hear her start up a low whimpering in response to the stimulation.
"See? You"re making such lovely sounds." Tantai Jin switches to just circling the entrance of Ye Xiwu"s cunt with the pad of his finger, as if reminding her of all the pleasure she could be receiving if she only gave in to her desires.
"Fi– Fine... One more. Just one more. But do it properly, Tantai Jin! Stop teasing me already."
A smug look takes its place on Tantai Jin"s face. It is truly addictive, seeing Ye Xiwu"s normally proud demeanour reduced to this just because of him. He inserts his middle finger inside Ye Xiwu’s welcoming cunt, and she lets out a long keening moan in response. With that single digit, he sets a leisurely pace: in all the way, then out until just the tip remains inside her. On and on he goes, occasionally leaning down to lap at Ye Xiwu’s clit and feel her clenching around his finger. Slow and gentle, so she has enough time to come down from her first orgasm and build to a second satisfying one.
With the edge taken off by her first climax, Ye Xiwu seems content to let Tantai Jin take his own sweet time. While he languidly fingers Ye Xiwu’s cunt, she simply whimpers with satisfaction, no impatience detectable in her tone. Her pliant cunt is a delight to play with, flushed red with arousal and sopping wet.
Tantai Jin takes the opportunity to let his mind wander a bit. He has had plenty of time and fertile imagination to think of the sorts of things he would like to subject Ye Xiwu to over the past week. He probably hasn’t ever jerked off so much his entire life. The Ye Xiwu of that night… She had been so different somehow, her reactions arousing Tantai Jin in a way that she had never done before, ever.
Previously, he had not been given too much time to inspect Ye Xiwu’s body, what with being busy between her thighs. Now that he can let his hands do most of the work though, his eyes are free to wander up and down her body, catching details he had neglected to notice before.
Ye Xiwu’s usually alabaster skin is blotchy and red with arousal. As if to restrain herself, she has her hands twisted in the sheets beside her head, fists clenched tight around the silken material. There is a glazed expression of pleasure on her face, her plush lips bitten red with the moans that she is doing her best to hold back. Tantai Jin has never seen anything so perfect as Ye Xiwu in helpless thrall to his ministrations. It is as if her body is simply begging to be ravaged.
“Hmm, I don’t think one finger is enough for you, is it?” Tantai Jin’s idle words are enough to arouse a reaction from Ye Xiwu.
She opens her eyes just long enough to reply, a hint of irritation in her tone. “Stop stating the obvious. And stop slacking and put your mouth to good use!”
“And where should I use my mouth? My finger is already occupying your cunt, where else should I go?” Tantai Jin says with faux innocence. He wants to hear her say it plainly, since speaking of bedroom matters seems to embarrass her so much.
“Stop it with your nonsense! You know where.”
“Is this what you want me to do with my mouth?” Tantai Jin removes the middle finger that has been safely nestled inside Ye Xiwu’s warmth and sucks it into his mouth, savouring the taste of her juices. Then, he adds his index finger as well, covering it with his saliva to ensure a frictionless slide inside Ye Xiwu’s cunt later.
“No…” Comes Ye Xiwu’s dumbfounded reply.
Her eyes are riveted to where Tantai Jin is still laving his tongue over his fingers, covering every nook and cranny. He takes extra pleasure in sliding his tongue in between the crevice of his index and middle finger, imagining that he is plunging inside her delicious cunt once more. From the expression on her face, Ye Xiwu is doing the same.
“Hmm… then how about here?”
His fingers sufficiently prepared, Tantai Jin begins working them into Ye Xiwu’s welcoming cunt. She takes them easily enough, first stiffening then melting into the sensation, her eyes fluttering closed from the pleasure of it. Her hips come up to meet his fingers, bucking into intrusion and trying to take them in deeper. Lowering his mouth to the place where his fingers are plunging into Ye Xiwu, Tantai Jin repeats his question. “Is this the right place?”
This time, it takes Ye Xiwu much longer to answer. She is no doubt distracted by the way Tantai Jin is swirling his tongue around where her cunt is stretched tight around his two fingers, tracing the seams where their flesh meets and melds into one. Her inner walls ripple over his fingers, and she makes a needy little sound.
“N-no… still the wrong place.”
“Then I’m afraid I’ll need you to be more specific. Where would you like my mouth?”
As Ye Xiwu struggles to string a sentence together, Tantai Jin luxuriates in the sight of her entirely at his mercy. Her hips have begun a slow and constant rocking to meet his fingers, and Ye Xiwu"s breasts jiggle slightly with the motion, drawing his attention. They look so soft, like freshly ripe peaches, with a single blush pink nipple at the peak of each one. Tantai Jin wants to touch them so badly his cock aches.
“A… a little higher.”
“Here?” He traces his tongue along one of the fleshy lips surrounding her cunt.
“No, higher,” comes Ye Xiwu’s breathy moan.
“Ah, you mean here?” Tantai Jin finally gives in to temptation and flicks his tongue over the bud lying at the top of Ye Xiwu’s slit. She lets out a cry. “I see, you wanted me to suck your clit. You simply had to ask, Second Miss Ye.”
Saliva fills his mouth anew as he leans in and kisses Ye Xiwu"s clit, open-mouthed and sloppy. Without prompting, he also adds in another finger inside her cunt. Her elastic walls stretch to accept three of his fingers, even more slick dripping out and soaking Tantai Jin"s hand. A wave of lust rushes over him, and he begins finger-fucking Ye Xiwu as fast as his wrist will allow.
Fuck, he’s so hard in his pants right now. He wants to pin Ye Xiwu down and fuck right inside her, where he knows she would be warm and tight and welcoming, moulding to the exact contours of his throbbing cock. She’s so wet, he would slide right in all the way to the root with barely any friction at all.
Now, Ye Xiwu is being properly driven mad. The sound of his fingers slamming into her cunt fills the room, as does the moans and whines Ye Xiwu can"t seem to hold back, no matter how she presses her hand to her mouth. She writhes on his fingers and his tongue, clamping down on his fingers as he stuffs them in and clinging longingly to them as he withdraws. All the while, he keeps laving over her clit with his tongue. Sensing that she is close, Tantai Jin crooks his fingers upwards in the come-hither motion that she had liked so much the previous time, beckoning her towards him, towards her second orgasm of the night. She cries out, her moans lasting longer than they did the first time round. Tantai Jin wants to coax that sound out of Ye Xiwu’s mouth again and again, tonight and every night to come.
As she climaxes, Tantai Jin keeps his fingers inside her pulsing, gushing cunt, imagining what it would feel like around his cock instead. Fuck. He can feel the pre-cum dripping from his cock. When he looks down, sure enough, there is a wet spot marking the signs of his arousal.
With great reluctance, Tantai Jin removes his fingers from Ye Xiwu"s cunt. A new flood of wetness flows out, now that he isn"t plugging her up nice and tight anymore, and Ye Xiwu lets out a piteous whine. Her enticing hole winks at him, still clenching around thin air.
"If you want... We could do one more?" Tantai Jin proposes.
"One... Just one more. The last one, I promise," Ye Xiwu barely manages, her chest heaving with her laboured breathing. Her breasts sway hypnotically with the motion, and it brings to mind how sensitive her nipples had been the last time they did this. While he had been distracting with both fingering and licking her, Ye Xiwu had begun playing with her breasts, kneading the soft flesh with her palms, and now her nipples have risen into hard, pebbled nubs. Even now, in her post-orgasm haze, she absently palms her breasts, the supple flesh gently undulating under her ministrations.
Getting up off his knees, Tantai Jin settles himself on the bed next to Ye Xiwu. With his vision unobstructed, he can see exactly how she looks. Ye Xiwu is an utter wreck, and even Tantai Jin is a little drunk on her pleasure. Her silky black hair, free from any ornamentation, is spread in waves across the bedsheets, tousled from Ye Xiwu tossing her head in ecstasy. There are a few strands stuck to her temples with sweat from their joint exertions. Her cheeks are flushed like she"s been in the bath for far too long, and her breath has yet to calm down yet from her second orgasm.
“May I?” Tantai Jin lowers his mouth towards Ye Xiwu"s breasts.
Ye Xiwu jumps to agree, “Yes!”
Tantai Jin has the idea that she doesn’t even know what she’s agreeing to at this point. Who knew that this is what Ye Xiwu can be reduced to. Truly insatiable. Such a whore. But all of her slutty behaviour is reserved for Tantai Jin"s eyes only.
Dropping kisses in the valley of her breasts where a thin layer of sweat has gathered, Tantai Jin relishes the delicate floral scent of Ye Xiwu"s skin, feminine and alluring, especially when mixed with the musk of her cunt. He uses his fingertips to trace barely-there patterns on Ye Xiwu’s breasts, delighting in the way her skin breaks out in goosebumps. Then, he cups one in his palm. It fills his hand perfectly, and when he squeezes, the sight of soft flesh bulging out through the gaps of his fingers is astounding. Ye Xiwu breathes in sharply when he brushes against her nipple, and the satisfied sigh he lets out mixes with the sound of Ye Xiwu moaning at the stimulation, filling the bedroom.
Tantai Jin bends his head down in supplication, peppering silky soft skin with kisses. Finally given the permission to touch Ye Xiwu’s breasts, Tantai Jin dives in. He licks wide stripes along smooth skin, before arriving at his destination and sucking on Ye Xiwu’s left nipple while his hand gropes her other breast. When he leans back to assess his work, he has to hold back a guttural groan. Fuck, Ye Xiwu’s tits look good. Nipples flushed red from his attention, the soft flesh heaving gently with her breaths. Her breasts feel like the most luscious flesh of a ripened fruit, melting under his lips and fingers, sweet like no other. Tantai Jin feels the urge to pull out his cock and ejaculate all over her breasts, see the white liquid splattered all over those luscious mounds, then rub his come into Ye Xiwu’s skin so that she knows that she belongs to him.
Compared to his usual position kneeling between her thighs, he feels more attuned to Ye Xiwu"s reactions lying next to her. Where before he had to rely on the tension of her legs to tell whether she was close, now he can see the muscles in her stomach tensing up and feel the minute tremors shaking up her spine, even see the way her pulse thunders in her neck. Above all, he can observe the expressions on her face and hear the lovely sounds she makes unmuffled. The position they are in, with Tantai Jin lying on his side next to Ye Xiwu on the bed, is much more intimate, more like something lovers might take up. If he so pleased, Tantai Jin could lean over and kiss Ye Xiwu"s lips. He dispels that stupid notion from his head the moment it arises, although it distracts him enough that Ye Xiwu notices that he isn’t moving.
Her eyes slip open, and Ye Xiwu says, "Do that again. All of that."
Tantai Jin complies. His head bends back down to nip and suck on her other tit, while one hand rubs on the underside and sensitive nipples of her other one. Simultaneously, his hand slides down her belly, and plunges three fingers back into her waiting cunt once more. This position leaves his wrist in a slightly more uncomfortable configuration, but it’s all worth it to see Ye Xiwu’s face. In no time at all, Ye Xiwu is whimpering. Her body undulating to meet both stimulations: cunt and breasts. He aims to keep it gentle and slow, like the lapping waves of the ocean building up to a crashing wave. Ye Xiwu writhes under his ministrations, back and forth again and again, as if she doesn"t know where to go.
Ye Xiwu threads her fingers through his hair, not as tight as she usually does. More of an encouragement, to keep him pressed against her sensitive nipples. It feels almost tender, like something a lover would do. Tantai Jin shakes the ridiculous thought out of his head. Ye Xiwu is a threat to him, and his goal is to get to the bottom of her sudden personality change.
Mostly occupied with Ye Xiwu"s breasts, Tantai Jin lets the motion of his hands slow down. Rather than the in and out motion he had maintained, he keeps his fingers deep inside Ye Xiwu, gently stretching her and exploring inside. Small-controlled strokes against the front walls make her hum appreciatively, as does keeping his wrist pressed hard against her pubic bone so that her clit gets some stimulation when she grinds down. With the shadowy environs, Tantai Jin closes his eyes and focuses his attention on sensation: Ye Xiwu"s pebbled nipples under his tongue as he suckles at her breast, her bumpy inner walls against his fingertips and...
Tantai Jin feels something he has never noticed before: a small smooth ring of muscle nestled deep within Ye Xiwu’s cunt. It must be barely the width of two of his fingers, and when he tries to feel out its shape, he can feel a little dip in the centre of the ring, almost as if if Tantai Jin applies enough pressure, it’s possible to slip inside it. He tries, barely able to reach, and breaches Ye Xiwu"s cervix just the slightest bit.
Ye Xiwu squeaks. "Tantai Jin, what are you doing? Not that spot! Ahn, it"s too sensitive."
She melts into his hands, gyrating her hips, as if she doesn"t know whether to chase the sensation or move away from it. Tantai Jin can feel her cervix move inside of her. It’s mesmerizing to see Ye Xiwu in this state: overwhelmed and wanton, giving in completely to her primal instincts to seek pleasure. Her cunt flutters around his fingers, drenching him with even more of her juices.
It’s quite a juggling act that Tantai Jin has to keep up: one hand between Ye Xiwu’s legs fingering her, one hand squeezing her luscious breast while his mouth lavishes her other breast with attention. Nevertheless, he enjoys bullying Ye Xiwu; dipping the slightest bit into her cervix and applying pressure there when she least expects it so she keens sweetly into his ear.
All too soon, he can see the tell-tale signs of Ye Xiwu"s orgasm creeping up on her again for the third time tonight. She bucks her hips against his hand, uncoordinated jerks that correspond with her cunt squeezing like a vice around his fingers as she cries out. Ye Xiwu"s thighs clamp together, hard enough that her knees knock together, legs spasming wildly. Thankfully, there"s still enough space for Tantai Jin"s hand to keep up the stimulation, working her through her climax, before his fingers are ejected when Ye Xiwu"s cunt clenches up unbearably tight. He is used to there being a gush of fluid whenever Ye Xiwu orgasms, but what comes out this time is a veritable stream. Squirts of clear liquid spray from Ye Xiwu"s cunt, leaving a small puddle on the floor.
When he leans over to take a look, Ye Xiwu"s cunt is sloppier than he’s ever seen. Her folds are spread wide open, her slick is so copious that it has trickled down from her cunt to her asshole. Both holes are still clenching as she rides the aftershocks of her orgasm, no doubt overwhelming by this point of the night. Her cunt clenches around thin air, gaping a little from where she had been held open by three fingers. The sight sends searing arousal down Tantai Jin"s spine. It would be so easy to take out his cock, already drenched in precum, and just… slide inside. Bring Ye Xiwu to one more orgasm and feel that divine clenching around his cock.
Unable to resist the urge, he slides his fingers back inside Ye Xiwu"s cunt once more, just to feel its soft clutch one last time tonight. He draws his fingers out of Ye Xiwu"s cunt once it stops pulsing, his hand absolutely drenched. Despite his deep familiarity with the taste of her cunt, he raises his three fingers and sucks them inside of his mouth, groaning at the salty taste hitting his tongue.
"Guh," Ye Xiwu grunts, jerking once more on the bed. Her groan this time sounds pained, and Tantai Jin hears the patter of just a few more streams of slick hit the floor.
Had she just... again?
Curious if she is capable of even more, Tantai Jin slips his fingers between Ye Xiwu’s thighs again, drawing his fingertips along her drenched folds.
“No more,” Ye Xiwu groans weakly, her hand coming up to push him away. Her voice is hoarse from how much she had shouted during her last orgasm.
Tantai Jin acquiesces. As Ye Xiwu slowly comes down from her orgasm, he formulates his strategy in his mind. Now that he has her in a suitably dazed condition, he can dig for the answers he wants.
Except... there"s no reason why Tantai Jin can"t enjoy himself further while he ascertains whether Ye Xiwu is truly herself.
“Do you remember the promise you made me?” Tantai Jin asks while Ye Xiwu is still basking in the afterglow of the frankly, mind-blowing orgasms he had just bestowed upon her.
"Hmm?" comes Ye Xiwu"s sleepy response.
“You said if I ever managed to let you come more than two times in a single night, I could kiss your mouth.”
“Did I!?” Ye Xiwu exclaims, flustered. She"s wide awake now.
This confirms it, Tantai Jin thinks. There had been no such promise, and if Ye Xiwu is even the slightest bit herself, she would have realised that immediately.
“Well… I guess a promise’s a promise. I shouldn’t go back on my word.”
With that, Ye Xiwu closes her eyes expectantly, as if waiting for Tantai Jin to come and kiss her himself.
“Do you mind? My mouth is still…” Dirty isn’t quite the right word, since Tantai Jin relishes the taste of Ye Xiwu’s cunt, but he hardly imagines that she would enjoy it.
“Oh, sorry. Yes, go ahead and clean yourself up first, if that’s more comfortable for you.”
“I’m alright.” Tantai Jin wants to see how far he can push the limits.
The Ye Xiwu he knows would never deign to kiss him, much less with a dirty mouth. Instead, he sees the woman in front of him dart quick glances at his lips, as if tantalized by the notion of tasting herself on his lips.
“Then... let’s do it.” Ye Xiwu closes her eyes once more, throat gulping with fear or anticipation. Tantai Jin leans a little more, hands planted on either side of Ye Xiwu’s shoulders for support on the mattress, and kisses his wife.
His lips touch hers, and Tantai Jin knows in his heart of hearts that the woman in front of him is not Ye Xiwu.