The scent of male genitalia filled her nostrils, entirely different from the toys she had used before. Xiao Shaowan felt somewhat nervous. She extended her hands, her fair and tender fingers resting at the base of the penis, holding the slightly swaying shaft.
Holding her breath slightly, Xiao Shawan glanced upward and saw Yang Haoran staring at her. Her face instantly flushed with a delicate blush.
Yang Haoran watched with great interest this shy, girlish side of Xiao Shaowan. In class, she had always been aloof, sometimes even haughty toward her suitors. Now, this image of a bashful young girl was truly worth preserving.
“Wait, let me take a few pictures to remember this. Hold that expression and don’t move.”
No sooner thought than done. Yang Haoran fished his phone from the pocket of his pants, which were down around his knees. Looking down at Xiao Shaowan, he prepared to take a photo, but the camera frame didn’t capture her full face.
“Lift your head higher. Look at the camera. Yes, now stick out your tongue. A little farther… flatten it out… Yes, just like that. Hold still.”
Yang Haoran instructed Xiao Shaowan while watching the screen, guiding her until she struck a pose that satisfied him. Then he snapped several pictures in quick succession.
He opened the photo album, skimmed through the images, and felt quite pleased with his photography skills. Casually, he set the phone down by the wall and signaled Xiao Shaowan to continue.
The interruption had actually lessened Xiao Shaowan’s shyness. She brushed the hair from her forehead back behind her ear and gradually moved her head closer to Yang Haoran’s large cock. As she drew near, her pink tongue tentatively extended, gliding and licking once over the surface of the glans. Then she observed Yang Haoran’s expression.
Seeing the slight relaxation in his face, she seemed encouraged. Her rosy little mouth opened slightly, and a pink, delicate tongue emerged. The tip traced a circle around the smooth surface of the glans before the body of her tongue curled slightly, enveloping the head. Following the path her tongue had traced, she moved her head, rotating it slightly.
There was none of the expected fishy smell—only a faint saltiness burst upon her taste buds, and it wasn’t overpowering. Xiao Shaowan was somewhat surprised.
Yang Haoran shivered with pleasure. This “divine dragon sweeps its tail” cleaning technique was far more skillful than when his younger sister had given him head. Instinctively, he placed both hands on Xiao Shaowan’s hair, urging her to continue.
Testing the waters, Xiao Shaowan found it wasn’t as difficult as she had imagined. Drawing on her accumulated training experience, she grew more confident and daring.
Her rosy little mouth, like a narrow path, swallowed Yang Haoran’s cock inch by inch. Following her training, her tender, slick tongue first wandered along the shaft, then circled the coronal ridge. Before long, she had licked most of Meng Yu’s cock. However, whether unintentionally or on purpose, she avoided the slit oozing fluid.
She still felt some resistance toward the male urinary opening.
Yang Haoran narrowed his eyes slightly, intently savoring the sensation of Xiao Shaowan’s tongue servicing his cock. After several licks, he noticed she was deliberately avoiding the urethral opening.
His face darkened. “Lick there for ten seconds. Suck out the fluid inside. You know where I mean. Don’t make me say it again.”
Normally, a full oral service didn’t necessarily require licking the urethral opening. But while he might not demand it, its absence was unacceptable.
Hearing this, Xiao Shaowan’s expression stiffened, and her tongue paused for a couple of seconds. Then, she slowly released part of the shaft. Her pink tongue-tip touched the urethral opening on the glans, lightly darting like a dragonfly skimming water, licking away the fluid—whether pre-ejaculate or urine, she didn’t know. Once the area was clean, her face showed slight discomfort, but she didn’t dare hesitate. She took the glans into her mouth and sucked firmly at the slit, drawing out a trickle of fluid. Only when the opening was as dry as a withered spring did she relax inwardly and stop.
After that, without needing instructions, she once again took the shaft into her mouth section by section, until the glans pressed against her throat and she could take no more.
Her beautiful face remained flushed, her cheeks slightly bulging like a greedy little squirrel’s. Her agile tongue darted like a wandering dragon, ceaselessly moving around the shaft, licking and teasing the cock. Her fair, delicate hands weren’t idle either—they found their way to Yang Haoran’s scrotum and testicles. Her soft hands gently kneaded his balls as if polishing walnuts.
As she rubbed, she used her now pure yet seductive eyes to observe Yang Haoran’s expression, varying the pressure between light and firm, striving to keep his face relaxed and pleasured.
It had to be said: although this was Xiao Shaowan’s first time putting theory into practice, her extensive training allowed her to quickly grasp the essence.
Yang Haoran felt a tingling numbness throughout his body. Waves of pleasure transmitted from his cock, spreading along his limbs and coursing through his entire being. His whole body felt electrified with ecstasy, his scalp tingling.
Schlop… schlop…
In the empty rooftop space, the wet sounds of lips sucking on a cock echoed intermittently.
Yang Haoran leaned contentedly against the rooftop railing, savoring the sensation of his cock being tossed and turned, stirred and ravaged within Xiao Shaowan’s mouth.
Xiao Shaowan controlled the muscles of her throat, massaging Yang Haoran’s glans with undulating motions—a high-level technique honed through long practice.
After seven or eight minutes of oral sex, Yang Haoran felt a numbness at the base of his spine. As Xiao Shaowan’s tongue licked the urethral opening and her hand pinched his testicles with slight pressure, his entire body shuddered. Thick, white semen shot out in burst after burst, like bullets firing deep into Xiao Shaowan’s throat.
Anticipating Yang Haoran’s climax, Xiao Shaowan had withdrawn part of the shaft, creating space to accommodate the semen.
After eight or nine seconds of continuous ejaculation, her mouth was filled with semen, some even overflowing from the corners of her lips.
A trail of white, sticky fluid slowly dripped from the corner of her mouth. Against the backdrop of her exquisite, beautiful face, the scene appeared utterly licentious.
“Hah…” Yang Haoran drew a pleasured breath. The climax of ejaculation was the peak of the entire blowjob—a feeling so intoxicating it was mesmerizing. It took him several seconds to regain his composure. He exhaled and pulled his still-hard cock out of Xiao Shaowan’s mouth.
Xiao Shaowan’s flushed cheeks were slightly bulged on both sides, like a little squirrel that had eaten too much. She didn’t dare swallow her master’s semen without permission—there were rules about this.
“Stick out your tongue. Let your master check if you’ve secretly swallowed any semen,” Yang Haoran commanded, looking at her puffed-out mouth.
“Mmm~” With her mouth full, Xiao Shaowan let out a muffled sound. Worried the semen might spill, she tilted her head back slightly, then slowly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue for Yang Haoran’s inspection.
Yang Haoran glanced. Thick, white semen pooled deep in Xiao Shaowan’s throat. Her oral cavity, including her tongue, was coated with varying amounts of the white fluid, spread throughout her mouth.
Paired with Xiao Shaowan’s pretty face, the sight was one of extreme lewdness and debasement.
“Swallow it,” Yang Haoran ordered with a satisfied nod.
Xiao Shaowan had expected this. She worked her mouth, gradually swallowing the semen, then used her tongue to sweep the remaining white fluid from every corner of her mouth, gathering it all into her throat.
Then she opened her mouth again for Yang Haoran to verify she had swallowed everything. Only after his inspection was this step complete.