Zhou Yun let out a soft sigh and looked at the grinning Zhou Jing, saying, “This is so embarrassing, sis… how could you bring out something like this…”
“But didn’t it feel good, Xiao Yun? Judging by your reaction earlier, you seemed to really enjoy it!” Zhou Jing said triumphantly, paying no mind to her sister’s protests as she pushed the toy back into Zhou Yun’s honeyed valley.
“Ah… ah…” Zhou Yun’s long-neglected passage quivered and clenched in eager welcome, greeting this unexpected intruder. This time, rather than pushing Zhou Jing away, she collapsed onto the large bed, moaning involuntarily.
Seeing Zhou Yun’s pleasure, Zhou Jing laughed and said, “This little thing isn’t exciting enough. I have an even bigger one here—would you like to try it, Xiao Yun?”
As she spoke, Zhou Jing opened the drawer and pulled out the toy Zhou Yun had been holding earlier. It was crafted with such realism that even the thick, bulging veins along its length were meticulously sculpted.
Zhou Yun’s face paled with alarm, and she shook her head repeatedly. This thing was more than twice the size of her husband’s member—only slightly smaller than Zhao Ran’s terrifying endowment. She couldn’t believe her delicate body could possibly accommodate such a monstrous object.
“No, no… it’s too big, don’t…” Zhou Yun shook her head desperately.
But Zhou Jing held her close and said with a smile, “Xiao Yun, you just don’t understand—the bigger a man is, the more pleasure he can give a woman. If you don’t believe me, try it and you’ll see!”
Without another word, Zhou Jing parted Zhou Yun’s delicate petals and slowly pushed the toy inside.
“Ah…!” Zhou Yun couldn’t hold back a sharp cry of shock. It felt as if she were being split apart, utterly unable to withstand such a size. Her delicate body trembled with pain, writhing incessantly as if trying to expel the foreign object.
“It hurts… it hurts so much… I can’t, I can’t take it, please… take it out!” Zhou Yun’s brows were tightly furrowed, tears welling in the corners of her eyes. Even her slender, jade-like fingers gripped the sheets desperately, clearly in agony.
“Just bear with it a little, Xiao Yun. It’ll feel better soon. Once you experience the wonders of a bigger size, you’ll never want to go back to smaller ones again!”
Zhou Jing comforted her while gently moving the toy, adding, “Some pain is natural at first. It’ll pass. I couldn’t handle it either in the beginning, but now it’s the only thing I enjoy—many men can’t compare to it!”
As Zhou Jing’s movements grew increasingly vigorous and intense, Zhou Yun gradually adapted to the massive size. The pain slowly subsided, replaced by an unprecedented sensation of being utterly filled. Waves of pleasure, tingling and trembling, coursed through her. Clutching the sheets, Zhou Yun felt as if she were about to faint.
The pleasure brought by this larger toy was indeed far more intense and exhilarating than the previous smaller one—almost double… no, triple, quadruple, even ten times the pleasure!
Zhou Jing held Zhou Yun close, her hands never ceasing their motion. She lowered her head to suckle on Zhou Yun’s snow-white peaks, her nimble tongue flicking and circling around Zhou Yun’s tender cherry.
“Oh… mmm…” Zhou Yun, who had never been pleasured like this before, began to moan and whimper involuntarily.
Zhou Jing looked up at her with a teasing smile and asked, “Xiao Yun, didn’t I tell you? Doesn’t it feel amazing?”
Zhou Yun merely turned her blushing face away, refusing to meet her gaze. But her soft, seductive moans were the most telling answer.
Like a raging tidal wave, pleasure surged through her heart again and again. Zhou Yun felt as if her horizons had been expanded today. Overwhelmed with ecstasy, she thought to herself, “I never imagined something so enormous could bring a woman such indescribable pleasure… No wonder men are always comparing sizes… The shape and size of this toy are somewhat similar to… to Xiao Ran’s… Does this mean it’s almost like being with him…?”